Room 103 02 - Thrilling Heaven (6 page)

His gaze dropped to the towel
around me and I watched his throat bob slowly as his eyes darkened and his
eyelids drooped.

“I… I better go.” He whispered
as he climbed off the bed, but instead of walking towards the door he slowly
stalked across the room to me.

He reached me, came within an
inch of me as our eyes locked and I swallowed heavily when he traced a finger
down my nose. “Why did you need a place to stay?” he asked quietly as his
finger slowly swept across my bottom lip.

I didn’t answer, what could I
say? I just remained mute and immobile as he continued to torture me with his
finger as it now trailed down the centre of my throat and across my collar
bone.

“So fucking beautiful,” he
breathed and I closed my eyes in despair when his fingertip tracked across the
edge of my towel “still so soft and perfect.”

I opened my eyes and looked up
at him; his rugged beautiful face was full of pain and hurt and I palmed his cheek.

He leant into it, nuzzling
against it as he continued to hold me hostage with his eyes. “I never meant to
hurt you Ethan, I… he…” I gulped back the words, cursing myself at my weakness
before I pulled my hand down and turned away.

“He what, Jen?” he asked but I
shook my head.

“You better go, I need to get
dressed.”

He lowered his face to me and rested
his forehead against mine. “He – What - Jen?” he asked more firmly and I
swallowed as an urge to kiss him flooded me and I fixed my gaze on his mouth so
he couldn’t read my eyes.

“He nothing, Ethan, please just
go.”

I lowered my eyes to his chest
and watched the heavy rise and fall of it as I silently urged him to go before
it got too hard to resist him.

“Turn around” he whispered in
my ear and I lifted my eyes back up to his and frowned. “Turn around” he
repeated with a slight nod of his head to encourage me.

I sucked in my lips as I did as
he asked and turned around.

I jolted a little as he bunched
my hair to one side and rested it over my shoulder before he settled his chin
on my other shoulder with his mouth rested against my neck.

A small involuntary groan
sounded from deep within me as he tenderly kissed the soft skin under my ear.
“I remember everything Jen, still clear and fresh in my head. The way you quivered
and moaned when I did this…” he breathed in my ear as he sucked in my flesh and
bit it gently.

My body instinctively quivered
as a faint moan left my lips.

I could feel his smile on my
neck as I just proved him right.

“I remember the way you would
gasp and your lip would tremble when I did this…” he whispered as he moved his
mouth around to the nape of my neck and swept his tongue across it and yes, I
gasped and bit my lip, just to stop it from juddering.

“And I remember the way you would
blink at me with your beautiful wide eyes as I reached in to kiss you…”

I was spun so swiftly I had to
grab onto his forearms before he leaned in and took me under his mouth.

A choked sob erupted from me as
his soft lips moved over mine and we relished in each other whilst his tongue
explored me dominantly and expertly. I danced mine around his as I grabbed his
hair and held him to me tightly as we continued to devour one another, both of
us desperately clinging to each other with our mouths, our hands and our souls.

He eventually pulled away and circled
the tip of his nose around mine. “If he’s hurting you, I’ll kill him” he said
abruptly before he placed a chaste kiss on my lips and left.

     “You sure you can do this?”
I asked Bulk as we pulled up outside my house. He gave me a wide grin before
extracting his long legs out of the car.

“Jen, trust me.”

I pursed my lips but shrugged and followed him up the
path, checking the garage for Kyle’s car as we passed.

“His car’s gone so he should have gone to work.” I told
Bulk as he pulled something out of his pocket and gently inserted it into the
keyhole.

Within a minute the door swung open and Bulk waggled his
eyebrows at me. I wasn’t sure if I was impressed or stunned but I ventured in
after him.

My breath caught when I took in the state of the house;
it was trashed, absolutely, and Bulk hissed through his teeth. “I think he
might be a bit pissed at you, little lady.” He stated as he shifted his eyes
around the mess.

“Mmmm.”

It wasn’t me I was worried about and my heart beat wildly
at the thought.

“Better be quick” he said and I kicked myself into gear
as I ran upstairs to pack.

“Holy Fuck” Bulk whispered behind me as we entered the
bedroom and I gulped as a shiver racked through me.

Kyle had shredded the bed, thoroughly and utterly slashed
it to pieces. Pieces of mattress, bedding and, maddeningly, my clothes were
strewn all over the floor. My perfumes, creams and cosmetics were smashed all
over the cream carpet and it now resembled a clown’s dressing room.

But what grabbed my attention was my contraceptive pill,
slung on top of the dressing table and my lungs seemed to close in rapidly as
an icy shiver rumbled through every pore of my body.

“Oh Fuck” I wheezed as I picked them up.

Bulk frowned at me as I plonked my arse on the bed in one
heavy drop. “He thinks we’ve been trying for a baby for five years” I told him
openly.

Kyle would kill me for this. He had so wanted a child and
thought we had been trying for years. This would kill him, which would not stand
well for me.

Bulk’s eyes widened and dropped to the silver packet in
my hand. “Oh, shit.”

I nodded in reply, it was all I could do as the panic
attack slammed into me and Bulk caught me as my eyes rolled and I passed out.

***

     “Hey” Bulk smiled softly as
I opened my eyes, “you okay?”

I checked myself over before nodding and pulling myself
upright on Bulk’s sofa. “Sorry” I whispered but he shook his head and I could
tell he had something to say with the way he looked at me.

I narrowed my eyes on him. “What?” I asked cautiously as
he sucked air through his teeth.

“He’s been to Zoe’s” he declared and I shot up off the
sofa looking for my shoes. “Relax, she’s fine” he added as he placed his hand
over my arm.

“You sure, you’re not just saying that?”

He nodded and smiled. “Romeo was there anyway, but…” he
swallowed heavily and sighed as he slid off the sofa and crouched in front of
me “I need you to tell me the truth, Jen. Did Kyle threaten Boss?”

My jaw dropped as I stared at him with wide eyes and I
could tell he read everything I was thinking as he ran his hands over his
shaved head in frustration.

“Why?” I near choked on the word as my heart rate sped up
in preparation for what Bulk had to say.

He sighed and gripped my hand “Because he told Zoe to
pass on a message.”

I nodded in encouragement for him to tell me and he
swallowed harshly and took a deep breath. “He said to tell you, ‘I know it’s
him and I will keep my promise, Jen, even after nine years’.”

“Oh God” I squeaked as I scrambled to my feet.

“Where are you going?” Bulk asked as I pulled on my
shoes.

“I have to go back, he’ll kill him” I told him as I
tucked my laces into my shoes, frantic in my desperation to get back to Kyle
before he went looking for Ethan.

“Like Fuck!”

“Like Fuck.” Two voices sounded and I stilled instantly
as I realised one was Ethan’s.

“You bastard!” I hissed at Bulk who had the grace to look
repentant but that didn’t help matters now. “You tricked me.”

He shook his head and stood up as Ethan walked over to
me. “Upstairs” he demanded and I scoffed at him as I pulled on my last shoe and
turned to Bulk.

“Leave me alone now. You don’t know what you’ve done.” I
barked at him as I gave him a sad look.

“Up - stairs!” Ethan ordered again and I closed my eyes
at the pain on his face.

“I can’t,” I whispered softly as I palmed his cheek “I’m
sorry, so sorry, Ethan.”

“Don’t you dare walk out on me again Jen, not again” he
pleaded as I took hold of the door handle.

“I don’t have a choice” I said quietly as I closed the door
behind me.

***

He had opened the door to me
over an hour ago, smiled smugly and just walked through to the kitchen and
filled the kettle.

He was still silent now, both of us sat in
opposite chairs just… silent.

We had been like this since I returned, just
quiet, motionless and well, I should say terrified but actually, I wasn’t.

I wasn’t sure what it was, but I just felt
detached and resigned.

Kind of like, whatever I did, however much I
ran, I would always end up back here; sat at this damn wooden table, on this
damn wooden chair, with Kyle simmering opposite me.

It was all I could see in my future and I just
seemed to accept it. Right then, sat waiting for him to speak, sat waiting for
his fury to rise and his fists to clench; it was my life, plain, simple and
unavoidable.

I continued to let him deal with it until a
while later, he lifted his head and I saw the pain in his eyes.

He had been crying, I hadn’t noticed until he
looked at me and something pulled inside me. After all, this was my husband and
I had loved him once, maybe I still did. It was all so confusing.

“You should have chosen him” he said so quietly,
I wasn’t sure I had heard him correctly.

I didn’t say anything, I don’t think he expected
me to; I just looked at him, at the pain he so openly displayed.

He furrowed his brows, a thought lingering on
the brink of his consciousness as he pulled his lower lip behind his teeth.

“It was mine wasn’t it?”

I closed my eyes and swallowed heavily. My heart
faltered when I realised he had known, after all these years but he deserved
the truth and I nodded gently, “Yes.”

He nodded slowly “If it had been Ethan’s, would
you have terminated?”

“Kyle, please don’t do this” I pleaded.

He scrunched his face up “But, I need to know,
Jen. Would you? If it had been his, would you have had an abortion?”

I rubbed my hands over my face then looked at
him earnestly “Honestly? I don’t know. What I did know at the time was that we
were too young and troubled to bring a baby into the world.”

He lifted his eyes to me and locked me down, “I
found your pills. You didn’t take them with you.”

“I know.”

 “Why, Jen?”

“You know why, Kyle. It would be wrong. Our
relationship is…”

“A mess? Fucking doomed? Volatile? One sided?
The list is fucking endless, Jen” he snapped, his temper rising again and I
swallowed heavily as he pushed back his chair with a screech and stood up.

His fists were clenched as was his jaw and I
knew he was struggling to rein it in. My hopes that had just developed over the
last hour were gone, my husband was back, the gentle Kyle had gone again and I
closed my eyes as he rounded on me.

I closed my eyes to what was coming, like I had
done so many times before and as the first punch landed I retreated back into
the grass field… once again.

***

The voices were loud. I couldn’t open my swollen
eyes and I tried to turn over but it hurt everywhere; my face, my body, my
spirit, it all screamed in agony.

He had surpassed himself this time, gone further
than he ever had and I knew I needed medical help but I just couldn’t move.

The pain in my back and stomach was horrendous.
I knew my shoulder was dislocated and two fingers were broken and I groaned as
I tried to crawl off the bed.

I landed with a thump and cried out at the pain
that tore through me when I hit the floor with force.

The voices were louder now, shouting and
screaming and I was sure it was Zoe but someone else was shouting and my ears
hummed so painfully I couldn’t distinguish it.

I lay motionless on the bedroom carpet, my body
refusing to let me move it and the vomit rose out of the blue and projected
everywhere.

“Holy fuck!” a deep voice said and I didn’t
recognise it. I tried to mumble something but whoever it was, a male
definitely, shushed me and gently slid his arms underneath me and lifted me so
tenderly I was amazed at his compassion.

“Shush, babe. I got ya’.”

“Mmmm” I murmured and then let myself go, just
let the whiteness carry me softly.

My mouth was so dry it felt like I’d swallowed a
wasteland and I gently peeled my eyes open. I jumped faintly when I was greeted
to the back of Zoe’s head. It was rested on the bed as she slept and I smiled
softly and palmed the top of it.

“Hey babe” she yawned as she lifted her head and
smiled at me.

“Hey” I whispered back noticing a sleeping Romeo
in a chair situated at the back of the room.

I nodded my chin towards him and she rolled her
eyes. “He wouldn’t leave me. He’s on a promise” she finished with a wink.

“Or he cares about you” I offered. She shrugged
but I could see the delight on her face before the sadness consumed her as she
looked back at me.

“He hurt you so bad.”

I nodded. “He also found my contraceptive pill.”

He eyes widened and she groaned “Oh shit. How
long does he think you’ve been trying?”

“Five years” I divulged with a pang of guilt.

Being a father meant so much to Kyle, and I had
taken that away from him… twice.

The door opened and Ethan stood in the space.
His desolate eyes also held something more and I gulped at the blaze in them.

Zoe caught the vibe and went to waken Romeo,
“Come on. Time’s up baby, I need your body.”

That opened his eyes pretty sharpish and within
thirty seconds he had dragged a giggling Zoe from the room.

Ethan continued to stare at me, his chest rising
and dropping heavily, and I stared back.

One foot landed in front of the other, then
another and another until he was on top of me, literally, on the bed with me,
my small broken body caged under his.

His mouth descended on mine and he devoured me,
gave me his all, everything he had felt for the last nine years. Nine years of
missing our touches as we fused together, clung together in desperation and
greed until we couldn’t breathe, but then he inhaled deeply and took me under
him again, clinging tightly to my face with his hands and I clung the hell back
on.

My hand (Just one as I couldn’t move the other)
grabbed his pony and I wrapped it around my fingers, triggering a frantic moan
from him as his fingers also grabbed at my hair.

His soft lips brought back an urge that hadn’t
been inside me for nine years and I groaned under him when desire surged
through me. I needed him, I wanted him and damn, it felt like I would die if I
ever let go of him again.

We were panting heavily when his lips grazed my
jaw and made their way up to my ear. “You taste like I remember. Peaches and sex.
So fucking good.”

I moaned again when he sucked on my lobe gently
and his hand slid back onto my cheek, his thumb delicately skimming across the
bone as he nuzzled into my neck and breathed in heavily.

“Fuck, Jen. I’m sorry. I just needed to kiss you
so damn bad. You have the most amazing lips. They kind of puckered at me and
said ‘Come get me baby’, but they did it so secretively I bet you didn’t notice
did you?”

I clicked my tongue and lifted my brow. “Well, I
heard something but I thought that was your stomach rumbling and I just
presumed you were hungry, seems as though you brought me no grapes.”

The corner of his lip lifted and his eyes
dropped to my mouth “Oh, I’m hungry all right, but it aint for food.”

His tongue slid across my bottom lip and I
whimpered softly as I grab his hair tightly and pulled him back in.

He gasped at my intensity but kissed me back
just as passionately before he pulled away and looked in pain. “Better stop
baby, little Boss here is getting a bit too excited. Don’t wanna frighten you
but he might explode if we carry on and I really need him to pee with.”

He looked so serious I couldn’t hold back the
laughter, “You haven’t changed a bit.”

He pursed his lips and his brow lifted. “Some
things have changed but you’ll have to find those out for yourself… and I
promise you’ll find out” he stated before his thumb stroked my jaw and then up
to my lip, his eyes following its mission and I frowned at him.

“Ethan…”

He pushed that thumb between my lips to silence
me. “Nine years, nine fucking years I waited for you Jen, thought about you
every damn day. You were always in my head, always there when I closed my eyes
and I aint gonna give up so easily again. No… Fucking... Way.”

I swallowed against his emotion and cupped his
cheek, “I can never leave him, Ethan. He won’t let me. We both know this, he
didn’t let me nine years ago, and he won’t let me now.”

He frowned and I realised my slip up. “What?”

I shook my head and grabbed his hair again as I
tried to pull him back to me but he shook his head and reared back. “What did
you say?”

“Nothing.”

He looked furious, his eyes darkened and he
suddenly started panting. “So it was true, he didn’t let you leave him? God
damn it, Jen. It was your choice to make back then, not his.”

He spun round, ramming his hands through his
hair agitatedly, “Did he threaten you to choose him?”

I shook my head and turned away from his anger.
“Fuck!!! He did, didn’t he? Fuck, Jen. Nine bastard years and you could’ve been
mine if that prick had stuck to his word!!”

My own breathing had paced up to match his and I
hurt at his suffering. “Ethan. I was fucking his brother behind his back for
two years, I killed his baby and I hurt him beyond words. I couldn’t leave him,
no matter what he said or didn’t say!”

He looked at me; his expression showing
astonishment as his eyes glazed over. “Please don’t tell me you’re going back
to him after, after this?” he asked as he gestured to my broken body.

“I don’t have a choice, Ethan.”

He stared at me, gobsmacked, and then screwed up
his face. “What the fuck do I have to do? What do you want me to do to make you
love me, Jen? Please, just tell me cos’ I’ll fucking do it. Anything, I’ll do
anything!”

And then the nurse walked in. Talk about timing.

His distress tore straight through me and ripped
me in two but I couldn’t do anything to help him. “Ethan…”

He shook his head again and stormed out, much to
the disgust of the sergeant major nurse I was lumbered with.

“We don’t appreciate boorish visitor’s here” she
barked and my eyes widened at her.

“Excuse me?” I scoffed.

Her head elevated on her long neck and she
reminded me of E.T for a moment, “Coarse, uncouth men.”

“I’ll have you know that Ethan is the softest person
I know. He’s gentle, kind, considerate, mellow and… and… and he loves me…”

She stared at me as a tear rolled down my cheek
“…and I love him. Always have, always will.”

She snorted and then proceeded to take my blood
pressure and the usual other checks and I just stared at the door and silently
begged the man I had loved since I was sixteen to come back to me.

He was wrong, when he asked what he had to do to
make me love him. It was what he had to do to stop me loving him that I needed
to know.

***

     “I don’t give a fucking shit
what you want little lady, you – are – coming – home – with – me! Simple.” Bulk
ordered as he picked up my bag and crooked his elbow for me to link.

“How’s Ethan?” I asked hesitantly as I slid my arm
through his and looked at the floor, embarrassed by my total reliance on him.

He pursed his lips and glanced at me. “Been pissed for
three days now” he revealed and my breath caught sharply in my throat.

I nodded and pulled in an encouraging breath. “Will you
take me to his?”

“You sure?”

“Yep.”

     Thirty minutes later I was
knocking hard on Ethan’s door and as soon as it opened I pressed my hand on his
chest, pushed him against the wall and locked his gaze. “Don’t you dare say I
don’t love you. I have
never
stopped fucking loving you, for eleven
fucking years you have dominated this…” I took his hand and placed it over my
heart, “eleven years! You hear me, Ethan?”

He nodded as he stared at me, his chest heaving as his
eyes flicked over my face. “You want me?” I asked him bluntly.

He gasped slightly before he cupped my cheek. “More than
I want to live and breathe, Jen.”

“That’s good, cos’ being with me might just cost you your
life.”

He didn’t reply, he didn’t move, he didn’t breathe as he
held my face in his hands and searched my eyes.

“I’m gonna kiss you now, Jen, and then I’m gonna carry
you upstairs and I’m gonna make love to you so damn hard and so fuckin’ deep, like
I’ve dreamt of doing for the last nine years.”

“Yes.” I whispered as he hovered his mouth over mine
whilst his eyes refused to release me.

“So – damn – hard…” he repeated before he engulfed me and
took everything I had to give as he gave me everything he had to give.

His fingers slid through my hair as his lips moved slowly
and tenderly on mine and I slipped his band out of his hair and raked my
fingers through the soft blondness, triggering a moan from him when I grabbed
it tightly and increased the passion in our kiss.

His arms swept under me as he lifted me and continued to
kiss me as he carried me up the stairs and into his bedroom.

He stood me in the middle of the room as his lips
lingered over mine and I gasped when he glided the zip on my dress and pushed
it off my shoulders before he pulled me in tight against him, my already hard
nipples pressing into his firm chest as his fingers stroked down the length of
my spine.

I was on fire, each cell of my body blazing against his
touch and I murmured for him to hurry and touch me.

His mouth grazed along my jaw as his fingers unhooked my
bra before he pulled it down my arms and threw it across the room with a lazy
grin as his hooded eyes fucked me by their selves, the lust and passion in them
nearly brought on my orgasm and I swallowed heavily as his thumbs twisted in
the edge of my knickers.

His mouth trailed a burning path down my sternum, over my
stomach then rested at my mound as he slid my knickers down my legs and a loud
moan erupted from me without permission.

“Christ, Jen. You still have the same damn erotic scent,
like you’ve been waiting for me to take you again” he breathed as his nose
circled over my clit and I fisted his hair.

“I have.” I whispered back.

His face lifted up to me and I stroked along his cheek
bones with my thumbs “I’ve always been waiting for you, Ethan.”

His dark eyes deepened on me as he stroked his tongue
over my sex and I fought for breath against the sensuality of it as he opened
me up with his thumbs.

“So fucking soft” he hummed as he slid a finger inside me
and his teeth hooked my clit ring.

My legs buckled slightly and I supported myself with my
hands on his head. “Oh God….” I moaned as he joined his finger with another and
sucked relentlessly on my clitoris. “Ethan!” I cried out as he brought a climax
so fierce I nearly knocked us both to the floor with it.

“That’s it baby, surrender it all.” He groaned as he
worked me into a panting, sweating mess whilst his tongue fucked and lapped at
me.

I seized the neck of his t-shirt and pulled it until it
lifted over his head and I smiled approvingly as I gazed at the gloriousness
that was Ethan Hart. “Fuck, you’re even more beautiful” I told him as my
fingers traced across each of his prominent muscles as he rose to full height
before me.

I needed to taste him, savour his delicious flavour so I
stepped into him and swept my tongue straight over his chest and bit his nipple
delicately.

His hands now rested in my hair as I tortured and sampled
his unique essence, my mouth, lips and tongue appraising every inch of his
firmness.

My fingers found his belt and unbuckled it as my nose
tickled down the dusting of his man hair that led to his most delicious
erection and my eyes flicked up to his when I lowered his jeans and shorts down
his hips.

The gasp that left my mouth was loud and quite a
girly giggle erupted with it if I’m honest.

His lips curled up wickedly as his eyes flashed
with hunger.

“Oh my…”

This was new. His mighty impressive cock was
decorated with an Ampallang piercing and a full Jacob’s ladder. The gold bar
that speared straight through the crown of his penis had me salivating whilst
the shaft of stud piercings made me shiver.

“Oh my” I repeated before I smiled happily to
myself and flicked my tongue over the little ball at the end of the bar.

Ethan groaned loudly, shuddered and settled his
hands on my hair as I crouched before him and worshipped his fine erection.

It was thick, hard and long and I relished it
and idolised it as my mouth worked delicately but thoroughly to please him.