Destiny's Detour (6 page)

My panties are soaked from his words alone, but I can’t help but chuckle. “So, I am like your own personal crack?”

He smiles before he lowers his head to brush my lips softly. I want to deepen the kiss, but I am afraid I wouldn’t be able to stop if we start now.

I nip his earlobe and whisper, “Take me home, Troy. Now.”

Troy drives quickly after I ask him to take me home. We walk up to the house, hand in hand. He doesn’t let me go to even unlock the front door. We walk into the house and shut the door behind us, locking it. Before I realize what is happening, Troy has me pressed against the front door, kissing me tenderly. I am surprised by the tenderness. We kiss like that for a while before we break apart. My lips are swollen, but I do not want it to end. I slip my hand behind his head and pull his lips into mine. This time the kiss is hot, needy, and desperate. He lifts my legs so they wrap around his waist. He holds me up with his hands on my ass. I grind into him as we kiss, and smile when I hear his deep groan. His kisses trail down my jaw line. He begins nibbling on my neck, finding my sensitive spot, and I let out a low moan. He continues his assault on my lips as we begin moving towards the stairs. We make it all the way to the top of the stairs before our kiss breaks. He sets me down carefully and leads me to his bedroom.

As soon as the door closes behind us, we kiss hungrily and my hands begin to travel up under his T-shirt. His wonderfully sculpted abs are hard under my hands. My knees go weak. Who knew abs could have such an effect on me? I tug his shirt off, not missing a bit of his sculpted body. It isn’t long before he is pulling my shirt off as well. Kisses are trailed across my neck, to my shoulders, and then down between my breasts. My pussy is throbbing in anticipation. He quickly unhooks my bra and slips it off, throwing it somewhere in his room.

Troy groans then says, “Fucking perfect.” He takes one nipple in his mouth, sucking and playing with it until it pebbles. He does the same to the other. I pant in desperation. He makes slow swirls around my nipple. When he bites down, I can’t stop the moan that erupts from me. He smiles against my skin. How does this guy know exactly what my body needs? I have been with other guys, but no one has ever made me feel this way just from a little kissing and sucking on my breasts. He has not even touched my pussy and I am ready to come for him.

He travels up to my mouth again and I am waiting and eager for his kiss. We kiss passionately before he pulls away and begins to undo his jeans. I watch him through heavy lidded eyes that are full of lust. He slips his jeans off and his cock is rock hard in front of me. Grabbing me by the hips, he pulls me into him, kissing me as he removes my shorts. I am standing in front him in all my glory, and he has that sexy smile on his face.

“Damn, Destiny. No panties? It’s a good thing I didn’t know that earlier at the party.”

A coy smile takes over as I start to reach for him. For the first time in my life, I am a little self-conscious about my body. I don’t even know why I would think that way. I know I am in shape.

Troy begins trails kisses along my neck, causing chills to erupt all over my body. He lifts me up so that I can wrap my legs around him and speaks softly in my ear, “You are so beautiful, Baby.”

I think it is a good thing he is holding onto me, or I would have melted into a puddle on the floor. He carries me over to his king size bed and gently lays me down, hovering over me.

His lips find my right nipple again, and I arch towards him, aching for him to take more of me into his mouth. His roaming hands leave hot trails along my body. His kisses trace down my stomach while one hand goes between my thighs. I spread my legs further apart to give him better access. His finger brushes lightly over my clit before slipping between my moist folds. I gasp as he plunges his finger deep, and a moan escapes me when he adds a second finger. He begins flicking his fingers together inside of me, causing my body to rock against them. The intense waves of pleasure consume me. I don’t even realize his tongue is caressing my clit until I moan in ecstasy. He masterfully works my clit while his fingers pleasure me from the inside. It isn’t long until my orgasm builds and I explode with pleasure. I lose touch with reality as my climax rushes through me. Troy gets everything he can out of me, and then starts making his way up my body again.

As his lips meet mine, I let my hand trail down his chest slowly until I reach his cock. I grab hold of him and begin lightly stroking. I know enough not to send him over the edge right now but I can tell he likes what I am doing by the low moans coming from the back of his throat. Giving him the same pleasure he has given me is turning me on again. We stop touching for a moment, except for him lovingly stroking my hair.

He smiles down at me. “You are so fucking sexy.”

I giggle. I can’t believe I giggle. Oh well, who cares? He should know that he turns my brain to mush already.

I lean up and trail kisses along his neck, finally knowing that I have found his sensitive spot when a loud groan escapes him. I continue to lick, kiss, and nibble until he pins me under him again. He kisses me roughly this time and I love it. I think I might explode from the pleasure. I feel his hardness pressing at my entrance. My legs part for him once easily, and he slams into me. I moan loudly from the hard thrust. I want to feel him deeper so I bring my legs up to give him better access and he buries himself to the hilt. His pace is slow and sensual, and he takes long, deliberate, deep thrusts into me, which cause my body to reach its boiling point again. I love watching him sink into me. It makes my stomach do little flips each time he thrusts. My second orgasm comes crashing over me. The sweat slicks on Troy’s chest and I find it to be super sexy.

His pace begins to pick up after my orgasm so I moan, “Troy … faster. Please, Baby, faster.”

He has no problem fulfilling my request. He drives into me faster, harder. I can feel each and every thrust as he pounds into me. I can’t believe it when I feel the warmth of my third orgasm spread through me. This man is going to kill me. Death by orgasm ... who knew. The last two almost made me pass out, but my body refuses to let Troy down.

He says, “Come with me, Baby,” and that is all it takes for my body to go over the edge. My body shudders hard with my release and my walls tighten around his cock as he releases inside of me. We ride the waves of our climax together until we finally collapse.

Troy pulls me into him until my back is against his chest. We are both still breathing heavy. I can feel the sweat from our bodies mixing. He is holding me close to him. It is so comforting to be held like this after mind-blowing sex. After catching our breath, he pulls me so I am laying on top of him. He brings a hand to my face and begins caressing my cheek. He is looking at me with such intensity that it scares me a bit. I can see in his eyes that he has something to say. I keep quiet as I watch him.

After what seems an eternity, he breaks our silence. “Destiny, I don’t think I can keep pretending to be in a relationship with you.”

What? Huh? He wants to fake break up with me after we just had mind-blowing sex. Seriously?

I guess he can see the question in my eyes because he grabs my face and speaks, “I think, no, scratch that. I know I want to be with you. Really be with you. No pretending. No lies. Just us. No girl has ever made me feel the way you do in or out of the bedroom. You make me feel happy even when we’re fightin’. God, you are so sexy when you get angry, and I get to see that beautiful fire in your eyes. I can’t stop thinking about you, since I kissed you at the party during truth or dare. You have taken over every part of me, Baby.”

I am stunned. I don’t even have words to say at this point. I am so surprised by what Troy, my brother’s best friend and at times my childhood tormentor, has just said to me. Somehow, I manage to form a coherent thought. “What do you mean you want us to be together? Friends with benefits? Lovers? Or a serious couple together?”

He smirks as I ask my questions, and when I finish, it’s a full on grin.

“I want you, Destiny Williams, to be my one and only girlfriend. Think you can handle that?”

I crash my lips into his. “FUCK YEAH, I can handle that Troy.” I kiss him with all the emotion I have in me at that moment.

When we finally break apart, he smiles and says, “Guess that means yes?”

I laugh and say, “Yes, it means yes.”

I don’t know when, but somewhere in the last week of pretending, my feelings for Troy have changed. Being just his friend is no longer an option for me, and I’m not going to fight it, because honestly, it all feels good, too good.

Troy hardens under me and we are soon tangled up in one another again. This time, I lower myself onto him and begin setting the rhythm. He grips my sides and helps control my body. He feels so good so deep inside me that I can’t help but moan his name over and over. I don’t even know how long we last, but we go over the edge together. I slowly lift myself off him and roll to the side, laying my head on his chest with a leg thrown over him.

I am lazily tracing the tattoo on his arm when he speaks. “So, which one of us gets to tell David?”

“How about we do it together. Strength in numbers and all that good stuff.” I smile as I drift off to sleep in his arms.

I wake up the next morning as Troy is brushing my neck with sweet kisses.

“Good morning, beautiful girl”

I smile at him and say, “Morning, sexy.”

He leans over and gives me a firm kiss on the lips.

“What time is it?” I ask.

He turns to his alarm clock. “Eleven in the morning”

I groan and bury myself deeper into his side. “I want more sleep”

He chuckles because he knows how much I hate getting up. Thankfully, even with all the drinking I did last night, I am not hung over. I just feel tired. Troy and I have had very little sleep with all sex we’ve been having. I turn my head my when I realize I hear noises downstairs.

“Who is making all that noise down there?” I ask.

“I don’t know, but I think we have a houseful of guests. Everyone must have crashed here last night.”

“Great. I have to get out of your room without anyone realizing I spent the night in here.

“Destiny, are you embarrassed?”

“No, I just don’t want to shock my brother with the news just yet.”

Troy laughs. “I think it’s going to surprise him no matter how we tell him, Sweetie. I don’t think he is going to flip out on us or anything like that, but it’s still going to shock him”

“I know. I’m still in shock myself. I love to hate you; we have been fighting for as long as I can remember. I am not supposed to be your girlfriend,” I say with a huge grin on my face.

He rolls his eyes at me. “Whatever.”

I begin looking around the room for my underwear. I finally find them and slip them on. He throws a T-shirt at me. His shirt comes down far enough to cover everything I need it to. He puts on his boxers and a pair of jeans that are slung low on his hips and show off his perfect abs.

He pulls me to him, kisses me, and says, “Let’s just go down together and see what happens.”

I agree. It really is silly to be freaking out over this. We are all adults, right?

I start out of the room first, but stop short when someone appears in front me. Troy runs into my back. He puts an arm around my waist to steady me as we come face to face with David.

“Shit,” Troy whispers behind me. Oh, this is not good.