I back up to the tub and climb inside. Once in, I sink into the bubbles. The water covers my breasts, but not my thick thighs. I hook one leg over the side of the tub. Pinching one nipple, I slip my other hand into the water and start to finish the job he was just calling his own.
He lifts to his towering height, watching me. Reaching for his shaft, he starts to stroke. The movement derails my entire plan. I can’t take my eyes off the glorious sight he makes.
His eyes on me, the slow strokes—it’s all enough to send me over. The water splashes as I truly lose myself. I cry out and he makes a rough growling noise.
Felix is in the bathtub with me before I can truly come down from my climax. I’m seeing stars when he thrusts into me beneath the water. It’s been too long since I’ve had him inside of me.
“Felix,” I whimper.
* * *
Felix
“That’s it. Say my name,” I hiss as I rock into her.
That little show has me so turned on, I can’t see straight. I don’t even take care for my knees. I thrust into Kaye like I’ve lost something inside her sweet tight pussy.
It’s too good to stop. I push her legs into her body to open her up for me. I use every single tight inch of the tub to maneuver my way into her. I hiss through my teeth when I feel her tightening around me.
Water is splashing, Kaye’s crying out, and I’m growling with ecstasy charging through my veins. She cups the back of my neck, pulling me to her lips. I devour her sweet mouth.
She moans as her own taste hits her tongue. I stick my tongue deep into her mouth so she can get a better taste. I break the kiss, grasping her throat as I dive forward.
Kaye’s eyes roll. I can feel her on the verge of coming. Kaye reaches to clear the fog from my glasses. We lock eyes and both smile.
“I’m coming, babe. Don’t let me come alone,” she purrs.
I suck my lip into my mouth and groan. This girl doesn’t know how sexy she is. Everything about her is hot as fuck.
“Fuck,” I roar as I spill into her.
I collapse against her, releasing her legs while burying my face into her neck. This is the way to come home. I care about why we were fighting. I’m just happy to have her in my arms.
She begins combing her hand through my hair. I want to stay like this forever. Nestled between her legs, wrapped in her love. It’s my favorite place in the world.
“You missed daddy, didn’t you?” I chuckle into her neck after a few minutes.
“Whatever, Felix,” she giggles. “Get to pampering Mister. You can apologize to me and my friend later.”
“Um,” I kiss her lips. “He can hold his breath for that.”
Kaye swats at me, but I move away too quickly. I stand up out of the water and hold my hand out to her. She gives me a puzzled look.
“You wasted our warm water,” I tease. “Let’s snuggle in bed, with the champagne and book. We can try this again later.”
“I wasted the warm water?” she scoffs.
“Yes, you. Now come on,” I smile down at her.
She shakes her head, but places her small hands in mine. Pulling her up, I tug her against my naked body. My arms go around her, holding tight.
“I missed you,” I murmur.
“Missed you too. I’m glad you’re here. Always right on time,” she says and sighs.
“Always.”
* * *
Kaye
I relish in the heat of his body as my back rests against his front. Felix started the fireplace in the bedroom and we crawled under the covers still naked. We’ve been munching on strawberries, sipping on champagne, and he has been reading the book he brought to me.
I’m in bliss. Felix has always been the perfect boyfriend. Sending random gifts, calling at all the right moments, and showing up just when I need him. I truly couldn’t ask for more.
“This shit isn’t half as good as your work. It’s putting me to sleep,” he grumbles, placing the book down and kissing my shoulder.
I laugh, turning my head to look at him. He pecks my lips, tightening his arms around me. He starts to rock us from side to side.
“Why are you so in love with love?” he asks out of nowhere.
I think about the question. It’s a good one. I never thought about it before.
“Honestly, I think it’s because I’ve always been around it. Think about it. My parents, my grandparents, your parents, Danny and Alberto—I’ve seen so many forms of love.
“I was so angry at Alberto in the beginning. Danny’s entire situation just sucked. Love shouldn’t end the way it did for him, but I don’t think he would have had it any other way.
“He was into that tragic love stuff. It’s how I got into reading romance. I guess I owe Danny the credit,” I pause and laugh.
“What?” he breathes against my cheek.
“There’s one more factor,” I admit. “I’ve always romanticized us,” I say. Chuckling I offer up one more admission. “I’ve been planning our wedding since junior high.”
“I can’t wait to see what all you’ve been planning,” he replies.
I turn to look up at him searching his face. He doesn’t have a single hint of mocking in his features. My heart pounds in my chest.
I won’t dare ask him what I’m thinking. The Blacks have a reputation for being playboys. I’ve never seen that in Felix as much as the others, but I won’t say a part of me doesn’t wonder.
I come with so much. I’ve never thought as far as marriage. At least, not in the realistic seen. I’ve daydreamed about it of course. I remember him hinting at children before, but still.
“Don’t look so surprised, Kaye. You know how I feel. For keeps, remember?”
“Yeah, but—”
I don’t get to finish my thought. Felix’s phone begins to ring. He kisses my forehead while reaching for it. I hold my breath until he hangs up.
“I’m not going anywhere.” He reassures me once he ends the call. “I just need to work for a bit. Are you writing tonight?”
“Yeah, I planned to,” I respond.
“Cool, sit with me. We can work together.”
“Okay,” I sing, happy I get to have him at least for another few hours.
Please let him be able to stay the week.
Chapter 41
Don’t Ignore Me
Kaye
I haven’t stopped smiling since this morning when Felix woke me with his mouth. He called it a parting gift. I miss him already.
I know Dae-Dae does too. He clung to Felix all morning until we had to leave. I thought it would come to tears, but my little boy was brave and strong. Sending me into tears with his words.
“I love you, Lix. I’ll take care of mama until you get back, he said.
When did my little boy grow up so fast?
Felix promised to make the trip back as soon as he can. I’m hoping it’s not another three months before that happens. I know things get busy for him, but a girl can hope. Right?
“That smile is priceless, Lass,” Jacob’s voice rumbles beside me.
I turn my face up to look at him. I can’t help smiling a little more. Jacob embodies my character, Tristan. From his thick red hair that is blowing in the wind, to the leather jacket and kilt he has on, as we wait for them to be ready for him on set.
I know the women that watch this film are going to swoon over this scene. If we can catch this sunset just right, this is going to be stunning. I can’t wait to see him straddle that motorcycle and take off.
Not in a lustful way. For me, it’s totally different. I’m watching the baby I created come to life. Each scene from the book that plays out perfectly is breathtaking for me. Jacob has been doing the character so much justice.
I can tell he read the book and he got it. He understands the inner workings of Tristan’s mind and character. This is just one of those scenes that will make my readers that see it scream out, yes!
I can almost hear them in my head. I get all giddy
inside and I know it shows. Jacob lifts a brow at me as his eyes bounce over my face. I shake my head to clear it.
“I have a lot to smile about,” I chirp.
“Aye, I bet. You’re boyfriend has brought out a new side of you. I’ll hate to see him go,” he says sincerely.
My smile falls just a little as reality sets in. Felix is already gone. When I go home tonight, it won’t be to a home cooked meal and a waiting bubble bath. Nope, my week of pampering by my man is over.
“He’s left. Hasn’t he?” Jacob asks when my expression changes.
“Yeah,” I say and start to pout. “I wish we had more time.”
“If Rodney stops screw things up, we may be able to get ahead of schedule,” he says hopefully.
“Yeah, that’s great for you guys, but my contract has me here to help post production. Colton really wants me involved until the end. I don’t get to go home until the reel is in the tin,” I huff.
Jacob lets out a long whistle. “Well, I’ll do my part to get this wrapped as soon as possible. That way you guys can get home sooner. That smile should be on your face all of the time. Life is too short. You should be where your heart is.”
“You are such a wise man,” I tease, bumping my side into his.
He wraps an arm around my shoulder, smiling down at me. Jacob truly is a handsome man and so sweet on top of that. I wish he had someone to make him happy.
“If I were a wise man. I would have worn knickers under this kilt. My bum is starting to freeze up here,” he teases.
I burst into laughter. The way he says it alone tickles me. The fact that I questioned whether he was wearing underwear when I first saw him in the kilt forces more laughter.
What? I know every other woman has thought the same thing.
“I hope you do come for a visit to the States like you promised. This would have been a disaster without you,” I say through my laughter.
“Aye, you don’t know how much you’ve been helping me keep it together. I’ve been thinking of a change. We’ll see where the wind blows me,” he says thoughtfully.
“McTavish, we’re ready for you,” the director calls.
“Let’s go, Tristan,” I sing.
I love that I can see him shift into character right before my eyes. I watch my friend Jacob turn into the character I wrote in seconds. His swagger shifts and his face changes.
I love it.
I take my phone out to check my messages quickly as they get ready to record the scene. I end up on social media somehow. My smile turns up a million times when I see Felix’s last post.
Loving someone isn’t the hard part. It’s loving them so much you do what’s best for them and not what you want for you.
I look up around me. The beauty of the hills and cliff side are breathtaking. In the middle of all of this beauty, all these people are here to film a movie about a book I wrote.
Felix has always believed in me. He encouraged my writing, even through times when I wanted to give up. My dreams have always been a priority for him. With those thoughts, I think I fall in love with him all over again.
I decide to write my own post as my mind starts to spin. I’m so overwhelmed with love and happiness, tears start to well in my eyes. I need to share this somehow. A post is better than me bursting out into song, singing the hills are alive.
I’ve only told a few people about being here to film this movie. I haven’t posted anything on social media about being here in Ireland. I’m not ready to share that with the world so my message is sort of cryptic. It says what I want to say in a roundabout way.
I value the relationships around me. Having all the right people in your life makes the difference. Living my happiness unapologetically. Love never abandons you.
With that I log off and look up in time to watch the perfect take. Tristan riding off in the sunset—leather jacket, kilt, and all. It all comes to life.
This is my dream. I’m living it. I don’t know if life can get better than this.
* * *
A Fan
How dare she? Kaye hasn’t been on social media as much as she used to be. She won’t answer my calls or messages and now this.
She’s being petty. So I guess I’m one of the wrong people than? She’s just going to put it out there like that.
“I loved you,” I shout at the computer screen. “I didn’t abandon you. You abandoned me!”
I stand and start to pace. I heard a rumor that Kaye has been out of the country. I’ve tried to tell myself that she’s busy with making a movie. Loving Tristan was an amazing book. I’ve read and re-read it a million times.
It would be the perfect movie. Of course, they would have to get Tristan right. You can’t fuck up a man like Tristan. He’s one of my number one husbands.
Yes, if Kaye were working on a movie, that would be understandable. We are growing a brand. Kaye and I can take over the world together. She needs someone like me.
Yet, she’s trying to push me out. I know it. I almost believed those whispers in the community about her filming, but this….
This post changes everything. I see it for what it is. She’s not too busy for me. Kaye’s shoving me to the side, ignoring me. I tried to be a good friend. I was there for her.
“Why are you doing this?” I sob, shaking my fist at the computer.
I’ve spent so much time building what we have. Reading her books, watching her grow. It’s Lisa. I know it is.
“You listened to that bitch and her lies about me. Didn’t you?”
I throw myself back in my chair and start to type my own post. I’m fuming. Lisa ruined everything for me. Kaye is slipping through my fingers and it’s all because of Lisa.
It’s funny how you love people and they act like you don’t exist. They will abandon you and never ask you for your truth. It’s okay. I see it for what it is and I’ll do right by the relationships I value.
“Stop ignoring me, Kaye. Lisa is a stupid, lying bitch. Don’t ruin us for her,” I plead aloud. “I’m warning you.”
Chapter 42
Lights and Words
Felix
Seven months later…
It’s been seven crazy ass months. I’ve gotten to see Kaye once in the midst of that. She looked so beautiful all dressed up for Toby’s wedding.
I couldn’t keep my eyes or hands off of her. It killed me to be in Ireland and not spend every single moment with her. Yet, I know Toby needed to have the support of his brothers and cousins.
Doesn’t mean I didn’t head right to the comfort of my woman whenever I wasn’t needed. That first night I turned up drunk off my ass and horny as fuck, I thought Kaye was going to tear into my ass.
However, Kaye was so happy to see me nothing else mattered. Thank God for Dean because Kaye and I couldn’t move out of bed the next morning. Dean took care of Dae-Dae while Kaye and I slept each other off.
I knew then I wasn’t going to wait much longer to make her my wife. Two of my brothers have made it to the altar and I still haven’t gotten my ring on Kaye’s finger.
That’s about to change. I’ve had a lot to think about after traveling to Africa with Toby and Kamara to take her kingdom back, then being tossed into the New York situation. I mean, seriously, all of the craziness with the arrests, threats, more attempted kidnappings—enough is enough.
All I’ve been able to think about during these last few months is the fact that I have a woman I love and I haven’t made her my wife. Sure, that may have been a good thing during all of the chaos. Kaye was safe in Ireland under my family’s watch.
Still, Nellie, Bean, and Kamara were there for my brothers to relieve their stress. Hell, Brax has Heather even though those two think everyone’s blind or stupid. Yet, I’m limited in what I can share with Kaye from this distance and that stings.
I think the last few months have all been a reality check. I know Kaye still has a little bit of time left before she can come home, but when she does I want her to return to plan o
ur wedding. Which is why instead of cleaning up the shit ton of files on my desk back in California, I’m landing back in Ireland.
I thought I was going to make this trip alone. It’s been two weeks since we all returned from New York. I had booked a plane with plans to get to Kaye before anything else could get in my way.
Nosey Noah started asking questions and the next thing I knew my entire family was on the tarmac boarding the plane with me. The plane Wyatt switched out to accommodate everyone for this impromptu trip, including my future in-laws. I can’t say that I don’t appreciate it.
Fuck it, the shit choked me up. This feels right. This time I’m going to see this through no matter what.
One call to Connie and Carrick and they’ve been getting things ready for me. I’ve been barking orders over my laptop making sure they get this just right. It has to be perfect.
While Connie has been gushing about how romantic it all is, Carrick has been ribbing me for it. I don’t care. Kaye is the one. This has to be from my heart. Better than any proposal she’s ever dreamed up to write in one of her books.
Shit, Wyatt and Toby pulled off some amazing proposals. I’ve put some real thought into this. I think it screams Kaye, but most importantly, it speaks to how long I’ve loved her before falling in love with her.
“Ye did well. It’ll be beautiful,” my mom’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
I noticed she changed seats to sit beside me when our descent was announced. You would think with seven boys it would be hard to show each one attention and love. That has never been the case with my mother.
She has been there whenever we needed her, including during times we didn’t think we did. So much love in a tiny woman. I smile when I think of my chance in a woman for me.
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