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My body doesn’t care if he’s telling the truth or not. All it cares about is finding the promise of completion he is offering me. I just need to know what is just out of my grasp, what it will feel like to lose all control and focus on something other than what is around me. On just what I am feeling. It’s something I’ve never done before.
His touch burns and his kisses leave a trail of fire wherever they go and all I can focus on…is the feel of my heart beating in my clit. It’s kind of addictive, this feeling that keeps me wound tight and on the edge of something big. His mouth leaves mine so he can kiss over my jaw and down the column of my neck.
“Yes.” Everything is so…taunt like I’m ready to break. But also, so good. I reach out for something solid to hold and find Wyatt. His broad shoulders and chest, his firm lips that press against the most sensitive areas of my neck and face, and his hands - the grip he has on me is almost as tight as the one I have on him.
And then I break. My whole body starts to shake, and I have no control over anything. Even my breathing is coming in quick pants that end in moans and gasps. I can feel everything fold intowards my center, towards the spot Wyatt is rubbing with the wide thickness of his cock.
“Oh God, Wyatt! I…Wyatt!” I hiss the words in nothing louder than a whisper because it’s all I can manage at the moment. His mouth leaves my throat and his eyes clash with mine, making it so that I can’t look away. Everything tenses, my muscles lock, and my mind empties of everything but Wyatt’s eyes and the feeling of his thick ridge rubbing back and forth through the center of my body. Finally, I can’t hold my head up any longer, letting it fall back as I push my chest out and surrender.
“Cum, Peaches. Cum for me.”
His voice is so low and gruff that it sends a vibration through my body that pushes it over the edge. Everything clenches inside of me and the cry I try to shout out catches in my throat. Wyatt draws out the response longer when he slips his hand under my shirt and cups my tit still covered in my bra and plays with my silk-clad nipple. My body convulses hard and all I can hear is the blood rushing through my veins and pulsing in my ear.
And then everything grows wet and warm, so much warmer and wetter than before. I collapse in his arms, trusting him to carry my weight for now. It takes me more than a minute to figure out that the reason for the added wet warmth is Wyatt. He came too. The pounding through my blood is replaced with the thudding of his heart. I don’t think I’ve ever listened to another person’s heart beating before.
Before I can share this realization, the door to Wyatt’s room flies open and my brother is standing on the other side. My gasp comes out so loud in the quiet room that it sounds like it echoes around us. I can see the look that comes across my brother’s face and move to push away from Wyatt.
“There better be a damned good reason for this, you bastard.” I start to speak, to stand up for Wyatt when Eli keeps talking. “Clearly, I put my trust in someone I shouldn’t have. I thought we had a fucking deal, and it didn’t have anything to do with you groping my fucking sister.”
My back straightens up and the feeling of being a cat with its back arched is a real one. “What? What are you talking about, Eli?”
“Shut your fucking mouth, Eli. She might be your sister, but she is my woman.”
His woman? Why doesn’t he want my brother to speak? What the hell is Eli talking about?
“God damn it! You were supposed to watch over her not crawl in fucking bed with her!”
A sense of betrayal hits me so hard that it feels like a punch in the gut. I scramble off Wyatt’s lap and look between the two men who are shooting each other death glares.
“Watch over me? He is supposed to watch me?! Me?!” My voice just keeps rising and I can’t seem to get myself under control any better now than when I was in Wyatt’s lap. “You asked a client to…babysit me?!”
“Cal, it’s not…” I hold my hand up to interrupt him and whatever line of bullshit he was going to try to shove on me. I can see all the answers I need by looking into his eyes.
“Like I’m incompetent. Like I can’t do the job I’m being paid to do! A fucking babysitter!” I turn my attention to Wyatt who hasn’t moved from the bed yet. The bed where just seconds ago he played with my affections. Pretended. “And you…you…,”
All of this is nothing but one big act for him. And I fell for it. Hard. None of it is real, he was just doing a fucking job, one my brother apparently commissioned him to do. I look between the two men, both refusing to look at me.
“How long? From the start?” Was the dating thing Eli’s idea all along? “Did I ever have a chance with any of you?”
I was the only one who didn’t know what was going on right from the start. The one who looks like a fool - who is a fool!
“Mom was right…I should have moved away, started all over. Away from you and Dad.”
Tears well up in my eyes before I can square my shoulders and shove them aside.
“We agreed that Wyatt would watch over you, that you would move to the room next to his after you were fucking attacked. I didn’t know he was spending his nights watching you sleep until just recently, Cal.”
I step away from Eli who holds his hand out to me.
“We thought they were attacking because they thought both of you were in the room but letters have come addressed to you and…”
“And I couldn’t possibly have handled myself or the fucking facts that are being kept from me.” I angrily dash the stupid tears away from my cheeks. “I’ll finish this job…and then I quit. I’m through with this shit and I’m through with you and Dad.”
I turn to Wyatt - the one who breaks me more than Eli’s betrayal. Eli never used my innocence as a way to control me. “And you…,” I look Wyatt right in the eyes - the lying, betrayingdeep blue eyes that seem so stormy with emotions now, “Don’t you ever touch me again.”
I spin and leave the room, shoulder-bumping my brother out of my way as I try to find a place I can run and hide from the pain sitting so heavy on my chest I can hardly breathe. But even as I run, the fear that I’m not going to be able to outrun this overwhelms me so badly I can only make it as far as the room I started in. Away from Wyatt. As far away as I can be for now.
Chapter Eleven
