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Chapter Eleven
Refusing to go to bed on an argument, I dried myself off and considered everything she’d said. The thought of sitting down with James choked me, but I figured if I did it and I still felt the same then no one could blame me if we continued to go our separate ways.
As I wrapped my arms around Billie, she stiffened for a few seconds then sighed and I felt her relax against me. “I don’t want us to argue like this darlin’, it hurts my heart.”
“Mine too,” she murmured, then lay quietly again.
“If I listen and still feel the same about my brother, is this pushing going to stop?” She immediately turned in my arms.
“That’s all I want. You can’t live your life without knowing his side of the story. I’ve met girls like Charlotte before. They use their sexuality to get what they want when they don’t even know if they want it. Then, when they get their way, most don’t like the reality as much as the fantasy.”
“Wow, you lost me in there, but I think you mean they want what others have and when they get it they lose interest.”
“Exactly. So, you’ll meet with James?”
“I said I would,” I replied, flatly.
Placing her hand tenderly on my cheek, she came closer and kissed the tip of my nose. “I’d say thank you, but this isn’t for me, Sawyer, you need to do it for you … and if afterward you still feel the same, I’ll let it slide. Call your mom tomorrow and set it up,” she encouraged, with a pat to my chest then rolled over to face the opposite direction.
“Hey,” I said, grabbing her wrist and rolling her onto her back. “Don’t I even get a kiss?” Immediately she ran her fingers through my hair. “Are you over me?” I asked, planting soft little kisses over each cheek, her eyes, her nose, and down her neck to her collarbone. Goosebumps erupted instantly the moment my lips touched her skin and I loved how I affected her.
“How could I ever do that? You said it yourself, look at you,” she replied playfully. “Of course I’m not, but if you are trying to clean the slate with Logan to stop me from worrying, then you should be willing to offer the same respect to me. I saw how Charlotte behaved around you at the New Year’s party. I think many women would have walked away under those circumstances, but I trusted you to deal with it in the best way you could without causing a scene. It was my love and trust in you that allowed that display to play out.”
I took a deep breath, and knew in that moment there wasn’t going to be a meeting of minds in regards to my obstinance about James, and I figured I could stand to be in the same room as him again for as long as it took to hear him out.
My parents always said, ‘Never go to sleep on an argument,” but I knew Billie wasn’t in the mood for us to make love, so I didn’t even try. The way I saw it, I’d have been trivializing her thoughts on the matter if I had.
The biggest lesson I had learned from our run-in was how quickly the mood between a couple could change when issues were left unresolved, at those times love wasn’t enough to prevent a difference of opinion. I was sorely disappointed at how our night turned out and was more than a little disheartened when in my desperation to fix things for Billie and Colby, my girl had felt I’d neglected to check my actions out with her first.
“Good morning to you, too, darlin’,” I murmured in a raspy tone, with a sleepy smile of contentment before my mouth made a sudden perfect O when I groaned in ecstasy. “Oh.” Waking to a set of hot hungry lips around the crown of morning wood should be prescribed for every man at the start of each day, I decided.
Knowing she wanted to make amends for challenging me was enough, but I was never going to turn down an incredible blow job when one was offered. It was the best pick-me-up she could ever have given me after the way we’d left things before we went to sleep. It wasn’t a falling out as much as a ‘tread carefully’ kind of occasion.
“Hey, you,” I murmured again, as I lifted the sheet to see a dark head of hair busy between my legs. Tossing the cover back I scooped her hair up in a ponytail and gently held it as she worked my cock with her amazing hot tongue. “Oh, that feels amazing,” I said, praising her attention toward me. “Come here,” I demanded, tightening my grip on her hair and pulling her mouth clear of my dick with a pop. She gave me her own brand of sexy sleepy grin, and I slid my hands along her ribs to her armpits and pulled her on top of me.
“We’re good?” I asked, tentatively, but I already knew the answer.
“Why wouldn’t we be?” she asked, as she sat up and climbed astride me and I immediately let it go. Sometimes adulting wasn’t as easy as I figured it would be, and Billie’s brand of adulting had no manual it appeared.
As she sat on top of me, she kissed me and I loved that she didn’t care about her teeth, her breath, or whatever, it had already been wrapped around my cock. She undulated her hips in small circles above my cock, her pussy soaked as she stimulated herself.
Breaking the kiss, her eyes were heavy with lust, her chest heaving in small breathy pants, as my hands slid up her ribs on both sides and grabbed her tits firmly. Billie’s breath hitched as she rose up to her knees and reached behind her, her fingers clasping firmly around my dick. Positioning my cock under her entrance, she sank down onto me in one continuous glide, and I grunted in pleasure as her eyes rolled in her head right before they closed.
Immediately I turned her over and took her agonizingly slowly, our fingers locked together and our hands resting above her head. This wasn’t about chasing my climax, it was about needing her to feel how important it was that nothing mattered as much as us. I felt if I could do this there was nothing we couldn’t overcome. Gently I whispered, “I love you so much, you’re incredible, darlin’. Tell me you’re mine.”
“Yours,” she whispered gasping, and it sounded half-hearted.
“Again.”
“I’m yours,” she said with more conviction.
“That’s right, darlin’, “I agreed and felt her begin to tighten again. I pulled out and she whimpered in frustration, her lust-filled eyes looking up at me in exasperation.
“I was coming,” she ground out.
“I know,” I confessed. “You’ll come when I’m ready this time and I’m not ready,” I said, wrapping my hand around my dick and tugging the ache away. My balls felt tight, but it had been a while since I’d played with her.
Leaning forward, I licked her pussy, my tongue stabbing teasingly and I chuckled when she widened her legs. “Cute,” I mumbled and chuckled again.
