Hold Me Closer: A Rebel Walking Novel (12 page)

"Alright.  We're both here at Lyndsey's house, so get your ass over here."

He rushes to open the door and we both go out to meet Kayde.  I watch from the porch in shock when I see him.  His movement toward Gus seems to be in slow motion.  I watch my brother, who I've buried memories of, hug his best friend while watching me over his shoulder the whole time.  His eyes never leave mine and I manage to see that through my own tears as he approaches me.

"You're really here."

"In the flesh."

"I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything.  Hug it out." 
Hug it out.
  That's what he always said to me growing up.  Anytime I was having a horrible day, that would bring me out of it.  Well, that and a huge hug from him that sometimes felt like it could stop my breathing at any moment.

There's nothing left to do but wrap my arms around the man that I thought I had lost forever.  The man who has always been there for me.  The man I said goodbye to and cried over the loss of. 

He wraps me in one of those tight hugs, and I not only let my tears fall, but my cries are
heard
.  There is no holding back the emotions of getting him back.  I cry and cry and he holds me the entire time. 

When I regain my composure, I pull away from him and smack him across the chest. 

"How
dare
you not tell me you were alive?"  I turn and walk back into the house, closing the door behind me.  I hear the sound of a door opening and the roar of an engine. 

My gut tells me what just happened.  He left.  He's done.  I let him leave and it's the first time I didn't have to fight for a guy to leave my house.

My tears fall harder and faster with the realization of what just happened.  My chest feels heavy as I try to understand why I'm hurt by him leaving.  I fall onto my bed and try to stop the tears with no luck.

"Sis, you really are a mean ass.  You slammed the door on your brother who you haven't seen in forever."

"You're a mean ass for what you've put me through."

"I'm sorry."  He sits on the edge of the bed and begins to talk to me.  "You know I love ya."

"Ya, I know.  Love ya, too."

"So what all have I missed?  Who's the big guy in the front yard?"

"No one to worry about."

"Is that Holden?"

"How do you know about Holden?"

"Are you kidding?  I've been keeping tabs on you since the mission started to go crazy.  I heard about him from Jack.  I have to say I like the guy."

"You don't even know him."

"No, but a guy that stands outside my sister’s door in the hospital and then stands post outside her house until I arrive
has
to be a good guy."

"It was his job."

"Bullshit.  His job ended days ago."

"In his mind, it wasn't done until you were here to take over.  I know how he thinks."

"I don't see anything wrong with that."

"He lied over and over to me."

"That's terrible.  What scum.  Was it because he wanted to keep you from hurting over and over?"

I know where he's headed with this.  He's obviously a fan of Holden's.  I listen to my brother tell me that life is too short to not take chances on what you truly want.  His words seem heavy and it makes me curious to know who he's talking about.  I'm just not sure he's ready to talk about everything he's been through.

"I know what you're saying, I just don't know if I'm ready to trust him."

"A man that chooses your safety above everything else
is
trustworthy.  You just have to stop being stubborn and let it happen."

Holden

Trying to sleep in my bed is a fiasco.  Sleeping in my truck the past few days and the hospital before that has ruined me.  How can someone be so exhausted and still not be able to collapse like their body obviously needs to?

My phone goes off and I know it's her by the sound it makes.

Lyndsey:  I need you to come to the bar asap.
 

I look at the clock and see that it's almost one in the morning.  Before I even finish my text to her, I’m at full attention and out the door..

Holden:  Are you okay?

Lyndsey:  I need to see you.  It's not an emergency, I just want to see you as soon as possible.  

How do I respond to that?  She wants to talk.  This is a step forward and I'll see how this talk goes.  If she can't trust me, then we don't have the foundation of the relationship I need and want with her.

I pull up to an empty parking lot, which I find weird since the bar closes at two.  Her car is near the door, so I park next to it and go to the door.  She has it locked down. 
Good girl.
  I wait for her to answer only to see her in that hideous outfit again.

"What are you doing?"

"Waiting on you to get here so we can start our date."  What does she have up her sleeve?  Probably fuzz from that damn sweater.

"I see you dressed up for me."

"I knew this was your favorite outfit of mine."

"The only way I like that outfit, is on the floor next to your naked body."  Her smile makes me feel like there's hope in this.

"That may very well happen.  It's time for that rematch you promised me.  I forced all the customers out of here and cleaned up early, so in all respects.... I'm off work, and the bar is empty."

"Rack ‘em."

I watch the huge ass flowers on the skirt that I’d said I never wanted to see again and couldn't be happier.  Her choice of clothing lets me know she's ready to start again. 
This I can do.
  I'd love to see where our relationship takes us without all of the chaos.

"We're playing for clothes on this first one.  For every ball I land in the pocket, you remove an item."

"Deal.  Same goes for you."

This couldn't be better set up for me.  I'll go first and she'll be naked before I'm done with the first round.

I shoot two balls in on the first shot.  She pulls off her shoes.  She stands in the middle of the room, away from the pool table, waiting for the next item to be removed.

She removes her socks on the next two balls I sink.

Then that sweater that needs to be gifted to the needy.

Then the skirt.  She has on the same tank top and tiny shorts she wore out on our first date.  I can't hide the satisfaction on my face.

I only have one more solid ball remaining and I missed setting it up for a shot on my last turn.  When I miss the shot, she moves toward me with the smile that I've missed more than I even knew I had.

I trade her spots and prepare to remove my shirt on the first ball.  She sinks the first one with no issue.  I watch her pull her bottom lip in with her teeth as she watches me remove my shirt. 

The fact that I went commando is really working for me right now.  Her next ball goes in at the same time I begin to unbutton my jeans.

"What are you doing?  You still have your shoes on."

"Nothing says I have to remove them in any order."  I continue to lower my zipper and watch her eyes never leave it.  Our simultaneous grins prove that this is going to be one hot fucking night.

It takes a little bit to get the jeans off around the shoes, but I manage.  I'm now standing butt ass naked in the bar, with shoes and socks on.  This works well because she misses her next shot.

I make sure to brush up against her and let her feel what she can't take her eyes off of.  Her tiny little groan almost has me pushing her onto the table to get on with it, but I hold back. 

She moves out to the middle so I can see her under the lights and starts to tease me by lifting her tank top and exposing the bottom of her tits.  The round handfuls that I plan to explore every inch of yet again are just waiting to be let loose.   

I watch her to see how far she'll take it.  She lifts the shirt over her head and slowly slides the shorts down her legs, turning so that I can see between her legs in the process.  I can feel my dick harden even more when she pulls some sort of stretching routine out of nowhere and I don't even care that she isn't using the usual sexy moves. 

Enough of this.  I need her now.

Chapter Sixteen

Lyndsey

I was hoping he would end my awkward attempt to be sexy, and he does very quickly.  By the looks of him as he walks toward me, he's ready to go.  I'm relieved because so am I.

"I'm sorry, Holden.  I know you were protecting me and I just ....."  His lips stop me from talking.  His tongue further silences me and I have no choice but to kiss the man I've missed so much.  He reaches behind me and grabs my ass, pulling me up until I'm wrapped around his waste.  This may be my favorite spot in the whole world.  His grip on me is firm and demanding and I let him walk with me over to the pool table. 

He stops just before we reach it and lowers me to my feet.  His kiss slides down my neck and over each of my breasts.  His touch is perfect and sends chills over my skin.  His tongue travels lower and he traces a line down my stomach until he's exactly where I crave.  I lift myself onto the edge of the pool table and inhale when he closes in on me.

His movement is my undoing.  With my hands sprawled out behind me, I lower myself onto the table and just feel him.  Feel every breath, every lick, every kiss, every nibble until his finger joins the show.  He takes my breath away when his finger enters me and he pinches my clit at the same time.  This whole foreplay thing is overrated tonight.  I need him,
now
. 

I squirm as he pushes my legs further apart and begins to nibble even harder on my throbbing clit.  Sensations run through me and I whimper straight up to the edge of an orgasm.  Not wanting to do this without him, I run my fingers through his hair and pull him up to my face as I sit up on the edge of the table.  His fingers continue to maneuver their way inside me, pulling me along for the ride I'm trying to avoid at the moment. 

His soft lips kiss mine and I can't hold back any longer when he curls his finger and sends me into orgasm overdrive.  My moans could've been heard by people in the parking lot if there were any, but I don't care.  He's in my arms again and I'm not letting him go again. 

His finger leaves me and I watch his naked ass walk over to his jeans and pull a foil packet from one of the pockets.  He rips the condom out of the wrapper and slides it on as he walks back to me. 
That was sexy as hell
.

He moves me to the edge of the table and enters me slowly and sensually.  The feel of him as he slides into me is so delicious and unlike any other feeling in the world.  This will be something I crave for the rest of my life.  He fills me completely in more ways than one. 

His thrusts push me further onto the table and he has to pull me back.  The burn of the felt across my back and ass are only a slight discomfort.  The edge forces an arc in my back that's worse, but none of it matters when he starts again.

This time, he holds me in place and continues to push into me until he reaches his release, causing his whole body to shudder.  He looks down at me and slides his hands up over my breasts.

"I need my hands on these everyday."  His hands slide down around both of my ass cheeks.

"I need my hands on this everyday."  I lean up to kiss him and reply in the only way I can. 

"I need this everyday."  He can take that one of two ways.  He can think I'm talking about his kiss, or he can think I'm talking about his dick since my hand is wrapped around it.  Either way, I need both of those everyday.  

"Sounds good to me."

Epilogue - One Month Later

Holden

"Shit, Holden.  People are going to be here any minute.  Can you please keep your hands to yourself?" 

"Do I ever?"

"Um, no, and that's why we're late to almost everything we do."

"I don't see you complaining when I have you on your back."

"Really?  Holden, I'm serious.  I don't want my brother and your whole clan to see us looking like we just fucked on the kitchen counter.  If you're groping me all over, you know that I'll have to wrap my legs around your waist until you take care of me."

"What's so bad about that?" 

"We have company.  I just heard a car door."

"You get the meat ready, and I'll start the grill." 

The past month and a half has been fast moving, but perfection.  I never dreamed I would move a woman that I knew for less than a couple of weeks into my house.  She fought it at first, but in the end I'm a little more persuasive than she is.  After all, her brother needs a place to live now that he's back and it's only right that she let him stay there.