Her Journey (Her Series Book 2) (21 page)

I sat down in my office chair and rolled up in front of her. She bent and licked across the head of my semi-erect cock.

“I don’t think he’s going to get hard again so quick. I just came so hard I saw stars.” I willed him to get hard though. I wanted anything she was going to give me. If she wanted to suck my dick after we’d just fucked, then that was absolutely fine by me — knowing she’d be tasting a combination of her release and mine as she did it only made it that much hotter.

“I’m patient.” She winked at me before sinking lower and taking my whole cock in her mouth. Involuntarily, my hips bucked against her. It felt so good even when I wasn’t hard. I wasn’t going to stop her.

A knock sounded at the door and to my surprise instead of jumping up, she slid farther under the desk and pulled the chair closer so she was concealed.

Ryan threw the door open just as Melia took my dick back in her mouth, sucking it hard. I tried to focus my eyes on Ryan, but I really just wanted her to leave, fast.

“Why are you hiding out in your office, Wrench?” Ryan palmed her hip, glaring at me. My cock grew harder as Melia kept playing with it and sucking on it. Her nimble little fingers unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them open so she could pull my briefs under my balls.

“I just needed a break,” I told Ryan. My voice was deeper than normal and nearly all my attention was on the way Melia was cupping my balls and deep-throating my cock. I bit my lip when she fisted my shaft to aid in her blowing my fucking head off.

“Melia is here somewhere, okay? Be nice and stop this pouty shit you have going on lately. I mean, do you really think she’s going to want you when you’re walking around sulking because she doesn’t want you the way you want her?” Ryan continued, and I wanted to cover Melia’s ears. This wasn’t shit she was meant to hear or know. By the way she was sliding up and down my cock, she wasn’t paying any attention to Ryan and was more focused on getting me to blow my load with my sister in the room.

“Just leave me the fuck alone,” I growled at Ryan. She needed to leave before making me look even more like a pussy-whipped bitch. “Go find the birthday boy and give him a blow job.”

“
You
need a blow job. I give my man plenty of blow jobs. He has a beautiful cock that I love to suck on.”

I made a disgusted face at Ryan, but brought a hand under my desk, palming the back of Melia’s hand as she kept sucking.

“Don’t bring it up and I won’t talk about it.” Ryan winked at me. Holding onto the door knob, she turned and looked at me over her shoulder. “Will you get the fuck out of your office sometime soon and at least pretend to be happy for a while? It’s Ellis’s birthday, for heaven’s sake.”

“Fine.” I waved a hand at her telling her to leave, which thankfully she did without another word. As soon as the door clicked shut, I laid my head back against my chair, letting a groan slip between my lips. “Fuck, Melia. You naughty girl.” She hummed in agreement, which vibrated all the way down to my balls, drawing them up as my orgasm raced toward me. Since we were finally alone, she sucked on me hard, making loud noises, which only made it that much sexier. “I’m gonna come. Fuck, I’m gonna come.” I bucked my hips once, twice then felt the blissful pleasure you only got from an orgasm wash over me. Melia sucked down every single drop, followed by a thorough lick to the head making sure she got it all. I collapsed, completely boneless into my chair, breathing rapidly. “Damn, woman. You are trying to kill me.”

“Maybe.” She wiggled her eyebrows and winked proudly at me.

“What am I going to do with you?” I looked at her sitting on the floor, resting her head against my knee with a smile on her face.

“Absolutely nothing. Haven’t you figured out by now that you can’t control me?” The little hellcat smiled at me.

“Come on. Get off the floor. I don’t like seeing you down there, although I very much so enjoyed what you did.” I leaned forward grabbing onto her shoulders, pulling her off the floor. Once she was standing, I wrapped my arms around as much of her waist as I could and tugged her into my lap. Having her sit in my lap, her legs across mine, her head resting on my shoulder, felt good, too good.

It was like waiting for the other shoe to drop. Nothing could feel this good for long. It just never happened for someone like me, which was why I wanted to enjoy every second that I was allowed to have it. We might have a scorching hot desire for each other between the so-called sheets, but I knew once she had the babies and returned to her normal life, she would no longer have room for someone like me in it.

“Why don’t we head up to my room? Somewhere much more comfortable,” I murmured, nuzzling her neck. She smelled so fucking good, even though her skin was damp from the effort she’d put into giving me that amazing blowjob.

“We can’t. Ryan will be looking for us. She’s already come looking for you once.” Melia sighed, trailing her hand over my forearm as my hand rested on her thigh.

“No, I think that was me that came after she came looking for us.” Melia laughed softly against my chest, which made me smile.

“Naughty man.” She sat up in my lap and looked at me. “What is this, Wrench? One minute you want me. The next you’re fucking a whore on the patio. I don’t do this back and forth shit. Fuck, you are the only one that I’ve even let play this game at all with me. I don’t want to play anymore. I want to know what you expect or want.”

I looked at her beautiful face. She was absolutely breathtaking at that moment. Sitting in my lap, her large belly swollen in front of her, while she looked down at me. She had a light flush on her cheeks from the exertion of sex and blowing me. I didn’t have words for how I felt. I didn’t know how to verbalize what I was feeling. It didn’t matter how I said it, I knew I’d screw it up. This wasn’t something I was used to dealing with, especially not something I wanted so badly to come out right.

“Little one, that was a mistake. I knew it when it was happening. I had to imagine she was you to get off. I hadn’t been with anyone before then since you and I haven’t been with anyone since then. I know I’m nothing like the man you imagine yourself with, but I’ll be damned if I let you slip through my fingers without a fight. I will treat you better than any other man ever could. I might trip up and fall from time to time, but that’s only because I’ve never been serious about someone before. I’ve never wanted someone the way that I want you.” I wrapped my arms around her distended belly and smiled. “Even though you are completely the opposite of what I thought I would want in a woman. Not only are you pregnant, but you’re pregnant with my sister’s children. I should be as turned off as possible, but no matter what I’ve tried — and trust me, I have
tried
— I can’t get you out of my mind.”

“Oddly, I’ve had the same issue. Only I thought you would have issues with a woman like me.” She smiled tenderly, dragging her thumb over my jaw, making me turn into it.

“There is nothing I can find that I don’t like about you. Except that mouth of yours sometimes.” I smiled at her, leaning forward to nip at her lips. “Good thing I know how to shut you up.”

“Hmm… That you do.” Melia returned a nip to my lips before climbing from my lap. Once standing, she held out a hand like she needed to help me from the chair. I held onto her hand, but used it to pull her flush against me as I stood.

“Never forget that I am always in charge of this relationship,” I whispered into her ear before nipping her earlobe, hard. She let out a soft, mewling cry, her knees buckling under the pleasure, my hands holding her against me.

After a moment, she pushed my hands from her, tugging her dress down around her hips. Giving me a half smile, she pulled open the door and walked out, shutting it behind her without another word.

~Melia~

I can’t believe I gave him head while his sister was in the room, but it was like another part of me had taken over and demanded I do what I wanted, no matter who was around. Fuck if he hadn’t reacted too. His cock had gone from half soft to hard as nails in two seconds and when he’d finally come, he’d come so much I thought was I was going to choke even though he’d already come not long before.

I didn’t want to believe his words, but he wasn’t the type of man to sweet-talk a woman to keep her around. That was the complete opposite of what I expected from him. The fact that he’d shared such intimate words and thoughts with me softened my resolve to stay away from him. The more he talked, the more he touched me, the harder I had to fight falling into his arms.

He was a player, always had been. While I wanted to believe him, I couldn’t. He’d hurt me once already and I didn’t want to have to go through it again.

I had to escape his grasp. Give both of us time to think, consider what had just happened. Never had I thought I would fall so easily give in to him, yet neither had I imagined such a strong response from him to seeing me again. As I walked down the hallway, back toward the party in the game room, I tried to calm my racing mind. I tugged my skirt down again; even though I knew it was covering me, I felt naked without the panties I’d left behind.

Once in the game room, I quickly found Ryan since she was by far the loudest person there. Both her arms were wrapped around Ellis’s waist. When I walked up, he smiled apologetically at me.

“She’s had a couple too many. Don’t mind her.” Ellis laughed as she tried to grope him. Grabbing her hand, Ellis shook his head, wrapping her arm back around his waist. I realized keeping her hands around his waist was his way of keeping her from getting into trouble.

“I wasn’t gone that long, was I?” I laughed as Ryan’s hand slowly lowered toward Ellis’ crotch again.

“I.Am.Not.Drunk,” Ryan slurred with a wide grin on her face.

“Oh yes, you are, sis.” Wrench’s voice sounded behind me. Slowly, I turned to look at him. He was looking at me, instead of at Ryan, as I had expected. Clenching my teeth together, I fought back any external sign that I was as turned on as I was. My pussy grew damp just from meeting his eyes, my thighs clenched together, but I tried to appear as unaffected by him as possible. I wasn’t ready to share our short, physical affair with Ryan or Ellis, or anyone else in the room.

Wrench’s heavy hand landed on the small of my back. The weight of his hand zipped all the way through my body. All it took was that one touch to let me, and everyone else, know that he was claiming me. Anyone around who could see us, knew instantly that I was not only off bounds, but I was Wrench’s. He didn’t do casual touching. All of his movements were thought out and the fact that he chose such a crowded room to do it didn’t slip by me. He wanted everyone to know that I was his.

I felt as if the entire air of the room shifted. It seemed like everyone had spotted his hand on my lower back. I lowered my eyes, breathing deeply, trying to figure out what he was thinking. When he pushed against me, I pushed against him. If he wanted me somewhere, he’d have to convince me that’s where I wanted to be. I didn’t work that way.

Flipping my head around, I glared at him when he slid his hand around to dig his fingers into my hip possessively. “Just what do you think you are doing?”

“I’m claiming you,” Wrench said softly. He eye blazed as he met mine. “You might not want me, but if you are here in this house, you
are
mine. I refuse to let any of these other motherfuckers lay a hand on you. They don’t deserve to touch you even in passing.”

“Well, I hate to be the one to have to tell you. I am a grown woman and I do what
I
want, even if that’s not what
you
want me to do.” I turned to face him. His hands clasped onto the table on either side of me. “Believe it or not, Wrench. You might be an amazing lay, but you are not all that you think you are. If you want a woman like me, you need to realize there is so much more to a relationship besides fucking and control.”

Using the flat edge of my hand, I slapped against the weak point of his elbow. When his arm bent from the unexpected impact, I slipped under it and ran for the door. Fortunately, I made it out the door and into my car without interference.

Sitting in my locked car, I wrapped my arms over the steering wheeling and cried. I don’t know how long I sat there weeping until there was a knock on the window. I wiped the tears from my face quickly as I turned to see who had knocked. Before I could even react, my door was pulled open and I was being yanked out by the arm.

“Melia, I swear you drive me insane, woman,” Wrench growled as he pressed me against the side of the car, palming the back of my head.