Returning to Rockport: A Brother's Best Friend Romance

by Kelsey Clayton

  “Please.” I beg, not even sure what I’m begging for.

  He snickers. “Please what, babe? Tell me what you want.”

  “You.”

  “You have me. I’m right here.”

  I whimper as he pulls away slightly to tease me. “Ugh. You know what I mean.”

  “Do I?” He taunts, moving his hands to the hem of my shirt and slowly lifting it up my torso. “I’m not sure I do. Maybe you need to tell me.”

  As I manage to gain back some of my mental balance, I glare at him. “Or maybe you should do what you said you were going to, before I get someone else to do it for me.”

  “You wouldn’t dare.”

  “I don’t think you want to test me on what I will or won’t do right now.”

  He shakes his head before pressing his lips against mine in a bruising kiss. It’s rough, and heated, and everything I want from him right now. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, then growls.

  “You are an infuriating woman, and I know exactly what I want to do to that smart mouth of yours.”

  I’m lifted up and into Colton’s arms as he carries us down the stairs and into the bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed, staring at me like he’s starving and I’m his next meal. I pull my shirt over my head and dispose of it onto the floor, using my body to entice him further. He calls my bluff and stands back, taking off his own and allowing me to gawk at his toned chest. The smirk on his face isn’t even enough to make me stop. He’s gorgeous, and there isn’t anyone who would say otherwise.

  I slide my hands down my stomach to the waistband of my shorts, popping the button and zipper before slipping them down my legs. Colton swallows harshly as he watches me. Just like the first time I was on this boat, we’re wrapped up in a game of who will cave first – and I’m not willing to lose.

  Closing my eyes, I imagine that I’m alone and let my hand rub over my clothed sex. The slightest bit of pressure causes me to moan and squirm on the bed. I bite my lip as I continue to move my fingers in a circular motion. The feeling of his gaze burns into me.

  After a couple minutes of convincing myself to keep going, to push him some more, I move to slip my hand under my panties when a strong grip on my wrist stops me from going any further. My eyes snap open to find him staring down at me, daring me to fight against him. His pants are long gone and his hard cock is straining against the fabric of his boxers.

  “Are you going to do something with that?” I taunt.

  He grins deviously and nods. “You better believe it, but first, you are.” His hand reaches inside and pulls out his length, hard as a rock and an angry red. Using his hold on my wrist, he tugs me closer to him and lines himself up with my mouth. “Why don’t you show me better uses for that tongue than sassy comments?”

  My hand wraps around him and he lets out a sigh at the contact. I know I could continue to push back, make him fight a little harder, but I don’t want to. I’m so wet that I can feel it dripping down my thigh. Something about him like this turns me on to unprecedented levels. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to explain it.

  As soon as I kitten lick the tip, Colton throws his head back and lets out an animalistic moan. The sound only motivates me further as I take him into my mouth. My tongue circles the tip before I slide him in as deep as can go. The second he hits the back of my throat, I gag around him.

  “Fuck, that feels so good.” His voice is practically a whisper but I hear it loud and clear.

  I hum as my hand slips lower to cup his balls. Between the vibration and my touch, I have him exactly where I want. His legs are shaking as he starts to thrust into my mouth. I press my tongue to the underside of his cock as he pushes himself as far back as he can. Just when I feel like he’s about to let go, I slide him out of my mouth with a pop and lay back on the bed. His eyes narrow on me as I smile sweetly back at him.

  “You know,” He starts, letting his boxers pool at his ankles and stepping out of them. “I was going to return the favor. Maybe let you cum a couple times before I completely had my way with you.” He kneels on the bed and grabs my hips. “But after that, I think someone just needs to fuck some sense into you.”

  He flips me onto my stomach and pulls me up so my ass is arched off the bed. My face is pressed into the mattress as he rubs himself against my sex, gathering some of my juices on the head of his cock.

  “You’re so wet, baby. Is that because of me, or him?” I can’t seem to respond, so I just let out a small whine. Suddenly, his hand comes down hard on my ass cheek, the sound of the slap radiating through the small room. “Answer me, McKenna.”

  “You.” I cry out in bliss. “Fuck. Always you.”

  He moves the hair from my face and I can see him smirking at me. “I forgot what a little minx you can be. It’s so fucking hot.”

  I don’t say anything, instead pushing my ass back against him in an attempt to gain some friction. I can feel him there, the tip pressing at my entrance but he holds himself steady – just out of reach.

  “Please.” I beg once again, but I know exactly what he’s looking for. “Please fuck me.”

  “That’s better, Princess.”

  In one fluid motion, he slams inside of me. The moan I let out mixes with the sigh of relief that comes from him. He pulls out then pushes back in again, letting me feel all of him.

  “Tell me how you want it.” He demands.

  “You know how. You’ve always known.”

  “Ah ah.” He tsks. “I want to hear you say it.”

  “Hard.” I cave.

  His hips snap forward as he plows into me. “Like that?”

  “Harder.”

  The small laugh that comes from him is maddening, but it’s quickly wiped from my mind as he wraps my hair around his hand and pulls my head back. He bends forward and kisses me, wet and messy but every bit exhilarating. When he backs away, I whine at the loss of contact before he uses the hold on me as leverage and starts pounding into me. He’s so deep I can feel him in my stomach. The pressure is already starting to build inside.

  “You feel so incredible.” He groans out. “Fucking hell, I swear you were made just for me.”

  “Only you.”

  The hand he has on my hip wraps around me and moves down to my clit, putting just enough pressure on it to turn me into putty. “Yeah? Show me. Cum all over my cock, Princess. Make me yours.”

  As those words come from his mouth, I couldn’t deny him if I tried. The orgasm practically rips me in half as he fucks me harshly through it. His teeth sink into my shoulder and my legs collapse.

  “Colton!” I scream out as I’m pushed to levels of ecstasy I forgot existed.

  “That’s right, baby. You’re mine. This,” He uses his whole hand to grip my sex as he’s still thrusting inside of me, “is all fucking mine.”

  His pace grows quicker and becomes sloppy as he chases his own high. He pulls me close and wraps his hand around my throat, slipping his tongue into my mouth just before he explodes. He fills me completely, pumping his hot cum deep inside – no fucks given about the scare we had three weeks ago.

  “You are magical.” He murmurs with his lips against my skin. “I don’t know how I’ve ever lived without you.”

  I smile mindlessly as he pulls out and we collapse onto the bed. His arm is draped across my body in a comforting way that makes it so I could fall asleep easily. Just as I let my eyes begin to droop closed, my phone starts ringing on the floor.

  “Ignore it.” Colton mumbles, as exhausted as I am.

  A few seconds later, the ringing stops – only to start again. The two of us groan and he releases his hold on me so I can get up. Without even looking at who it is, I hit answer and bring it to my ear.

  “Hello?”

  “McKenna, thank fuck.” Ivy panics. “We have a problem.”

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, I run my fingers through my tangled hair, working the knots out. “What’s going on?”

  “I just ran into Parker at the stor
e.”

  At the sound of my fiancé’s name, my heart starts to race. Even Colton, who can hear her from where he lies behind me, sits upright. If Parker saw Ivy, then he knows that I’m not with Ivy. Shit, this is bad. Really bad.

  “Did he see you?! What did you say?!”

  “I told him that you and I were at dinner but your mom needed your help with something wedding related.”

  My eyes roll instantly. “Ivy, my mom isn’t dealing with anything wedding related. That’s all Tatum.”

  “You think I don’t know that? But if I told him Tatum needed you, he would have went to Maverick’s, and she can’t necessarily lie for you in front of him.”

  “Okay, okay. You’re right, good thinking.” I release a breath but then realize we’re not out of the woods yet. “Wait, so where is Parker now?”

  “On his way to your parents’ house.”

  Colton and I don’t hesitate for a second before jumping up and throwing our clothes on. I hit the speaker button and toss the phone onto the bed as I pull my bra back on and clip it behind my back.

  “What store were you at?”

  “Crackerjacks.”

  “Okay, if we hurry, we may make it there in time.” I slide my shorts up my legs and then throw my shirt over my head. “Thanks Iv. I’ll text you later.”

  “Good luck!”

  She hangs up the phone just as I grab it. Colton and I climb off the boat and run as fast as we can back up the docks. As soon as we get in his car, I realize I’ve never been so glad for the v8 engine. He rips out of the parking lot and speeds down the road, gripping my hand with the one that isn’t on the steering wheel. I appreciate the comfort, but I can’t manage to look away from the window.

  If we get to my parents’ house and Parker is already there, everything is going to come out. The choice I’ve been dreading making, may end up being made for me and there will be nothing I can say about it. I’m sure it would only be a matter of time before Maverick finds out why my engagement ended in a chaotic mess of arguments and broken hearts. This isn’t how I wanted this to go. This isn’t how I wanted any of this. I finally had everything back in order, and then I went and made a mess of it all. What have I done?

  Colton drifts the car around turns, pressing the pedal to the floor as we fly down the street. If I wasn’t so terrified, this drive would be incredible. The potential for excitement is huge, but my head just isn’t there.

  We pull up in front of the house and I don’t see Parker’s truck, but what if he’s already been here and realized I wasn’t? No, he would have called me – I hope. Regardless, I need to get in there to find out. I give Colton’s hand a squeeze before jumping out of the car and running down the long driveway. As soon as I get in the house and shut the door behind me, my mom comes out from the kitchen.

  “McKenna? Is everything alright?”

  I nod, trying to think of how I’m going to explain this. “I- I…” My hands run over my face. Fuck, this is a disaster. “I messed up, Mom.”

  “Whatever it is, you can talk to me.” She comes closer and runs her hand down my arm.

  I pull myself from the door and go into the living room. My feet start to pace across the floor as I try to figure out the right words. The second I go to open my mouth, there’s a knock at the door. My breath hitches as she goes and opens it to find Parker standing there. He greets her as he steps in, then his eyes land on me.

  “There you are. I saw Ivy, she said I could find you here.”

  I nod half-heartedly. “I thought you were studying.”

  “I was, but I needed something to drink and realized we were all out of anything but water. I ran to the market to stock up.” He looks me up and down before his eyebrows furrow. “Why is your shirt inside out?”

  Looking down at myself, I notice he’s right. Shit. My mouth opens and closes like a fish. I can practically feel the way both our hearts are about to shatter. There’s no getting out of this now.

  “I, uhm,” I start, but my mom quickly cuts me off.

  “I made her switch it around. With what we were dealing with, a stain could ruin it, and it looks too good on her for that.”

  Parker smiles at my mom and then at me. “That it does.” He comes closer and kisses my forehead. “Well, I just wanted to make sure everything was alright. I’m going home to unload the groceries. I’ll see you in a bit?”

  “Yeah, I’ll be there soon.” I stare down at the ground, not able to look at anyone.

  As soon as I hear him say goodbye to my mother and shut the door behind him, I exhale. My whole body falls onto the couch and my heart rate finally starts to slow. That was way too close. Everything could have gone up in flames. It’s a miracle that it didn’t. I really need to make a decision, and fast.

  “Have either of you told Maverick?” My mom’s voice startles me. In my relief, I had forgotten she was even there. My eyes meet hers and it hits me. She knows.

  “Mom, I can explain.”

  She raises one hand to stop me. “No need. You’re a grown woman, McKenna, and Colton is a grown man. Both of you are old enough to make your own choices. I just hope you know what you’re doing.”

  I wish I could tell her that I do, that I have a handle on all of this, but I don’t. Every time I think I’m getting close to being sure of what I want, something happens that throws all my logic into a blender and turns my brain to mush. The bottom line is, I’m greedy and I don’t want to lose either one of them.

  20

  COLTON

  After coming ridiculously close to getting caught last week, I fully expected McKenna to disappear again. So, imagine my surprise when I woke up the following morning to a text from her. It was a simple message letting me know that she was thinking about me, but it made my whole day brighter.

  I could tell by the way she was that night, that I don’t have her nearly as convinced about us as I had thought. The panic of potentially losing Parker was all over her face, making it impossible to ignore. If I want her to take us seriously, I need to step my game up. Otherwise, I’ll lose her to him and there will be no one to blame but myself. Story of my life.

  With Ivy being my own personal little spy, she lets me know that Parker is going to be in Boston late tonight. Something about an exam tomorrow morning that he needs to be fully prepared for. I use the opportunity to my advantage and have her deliver the dress I picked out to McKenna with a note on top that reads “You deserve to be treated like the princess you are. Be ready by five.”

  It’s time I show her how hard I’m willing to fight.

  I PULL UP TO McKenna’s house. It’s ironic, really, because I remember designing the place. The client who hired me was an older couple who wanted a spacious and open floor plan. I knew when I was sketching it out, that it was the kind of place Mac would love. Even being away for four years, she never really left my mind. She was there in just about everything I did. And being best friends with her brother was like having my biggest mistake flaunted in front of my face every day.

  Like a proper gentleman, I grab the bouquet of flowers from the passenger seat and walk up the steps. As soon as I ring the bell, she opens the door and the breath is sucked right out of my lungs. The dress she’s wearing is one Ivy helped me choose. It’s a black, satin material that goes down to just above her knees. She left her hair natural, which is my absolute favorite. The silky smooth lengths flow down her back and curl at the ends. I take in every inch of her, realizing I’m one lucky son of a bitch.

  “You look stunning.”

  She smiles at my words and then takes the flower from my hands, thanking me softly. I follow her through the house and into the kitchen. It’s weird being here, knowing this is the space she shares with Parker. What I wouldn’t give to spend every possible moment with her. Does he even know how good he has it? Well, obviously not. If he did, he would’ve chosen to spend the summer with her rather than get an early start on med school. That still blows my mind. How could he stand being anywh
ere that isn’t right by her side?

  McKenna fills a vase with water and puts the flowers inside before placing it in the middle of the kitchen island. I’m a little surprised by her willingness to showcase them. To be honest, I assumed they would be hidden away in the guest room or somewhere else Parker wouldn’t look. Hell, a part of me even wondered if she would give them to Ivy, but she doesn’t. She puts them somewhere she will see them every day until they wither. Is it unreasonable to be jealous of an inanimate object?

  “So, where are we going?” She questions, as if I’ll actually tell her.

  “Now Princess, don’t you know better than to ask that?”

  “Maybe, but it was worth a shot.”

  The innocence on her face makes me chuckle as we leave the house. I hold the car door open for her and she slips inside. Seriously, I’ve never regretted a choice so much as I do picking that dress. It’ll be a miracle if I can make it through dinner without needing to pull her into the nearest bathroom. I can already feel myself hardening in my pants.

  I get in the car and start driving towards the restaurant, a low key place outside of town where she doesn’t have to worry about us being seen. It overlooks the water and has all of her favorite foods on the menu – I checked. It may be one of those places that doesn’t list the prices on the menu because they’re so high, but she’s more than worth it. I’d pay all the money in the world if it meant having her by my side.

  “So, how has your week been?”

  She reaches over and grabs my hand, obviously grateful for such a simple inquisition. “It’s been great. I’m working on the lesson plans for the upcoming school year. It’s so exciting.”

  The way she lights up as she talks about teaching is mesmerizing. I swear, I could sit and listen to her all day. There isn’t a single doubt in my mind that she will make an incredible teacher. Her students will love her from the second they walk in the door.