Yours Book 2: Gaining Experience (Yours Series) (11 page)

“I have hurt more than a few subs, and they were okay with it. Luke had a few good reasons to want me to stay away from you, but I would never hurt you, Baby. But I need you to know that I have taken things extremely far before. I used to take out my pain through play. I was so destroyed after losing Nicky,” Nick says through a pained voice.

I furrow my brows in thought. “Nicky, was that your daughter’s name?”

“Yes, we were going to name her Nicky,” Nick nods.

I train my eyes on Nick’s chest. I have so many thoughts jumbled up in my mind. I know Nick thinks that all he has told me will make me run, but I find that I have only fallen that much more in love with him.

To lose his parents and his daughter, a daughter he never even had a chance to meet would crush a lesser man. To have all that happen and not be able to bring the man responsible to justice. To have to sweep it all under the rug, that would destroy anyone.

No, I don’t want to run from this man. If anything I understand him more. I want to be with him more. I want to help him find the man that ripped his world apart. I won’t be leaving Nick because I love him. We will see this to the end together.

I reach up and cup his jaw in my palm as I reach my own conclusion. “Nick, I am yours. I always have been, always will be. I understand you had a hard time for a little while and you lost your way. I am in love with the man you are now. The man you used to be has nothing to do with the man I love.

“When I ran from Seattle I realized something. I’m tired of running. That is not the woman I want to be. I plan to stand and fight for what I want from now on. If I have to fight for our love, I will. If I have to fight for you I will. I am not running, Nick. I want you. Nothing else will do for me,” I say with conviction.

Nick crushes his lips to mine. He kisses me passionately, it feels like he is pouring all his spoken and unspoken feelings into our kiss. I thread my fingers in his hair, holding him to me.

If this mystery man wants war, then he can get it. I have read between the lines. Just maybe, my daddy wasn’t a monster. If that is the case this has become my fight for more reasons than one. It’s time I really put my skills to use.

N
ick

S
ephora took
it all a lot better than I thought she would. I wonder if she understands how much danger she is truly in. This person knows she is Luke’s sister and it wouldn’t be hard to tell how important she is to me.

I couldn’t share with her the real danger she is in just from being a Emilsson without exposing secrets that are not mine, but Luke will have to tell her soon. Both Ettie and Sephora need to know what kind of danger they are in so that they take this more seriously.

I haven’t pushed it because of the wedding. I want to allow Ettie to enjoy her wedding and everything she has been planning so hard for. The past few weeks have been about nothing but. However, It has given me time to put some things in to perspective and order.

I love the woman Sephora is becoming. Not only has she started to become more confident. She is turning into a real seductress. I already had trouble keeping my hands off of her when she was all sweet and innocent.

Now that she knows what she does to me and how to do it, I have a hard time thinking straight at all when I am around Sephora. She has been working from home, but I have been forcing myself into the office at least three days a week to get any work done.

Days that I am home we end up right where we are right now, naked and in bed. I watch my fingers glide up and down her bare back. I love the contrast of her dark skin against mine. It is one of the reasons I can’t keep my hands off of her.

If it weren’t for Ettie’s wedding I would have proposed already. There is just one more step I have to make in my relationship with Sephora. I know the attention it will draw, so I am being as patient as I can. Telling Sephora about my past and unlocking those feelings and thoughts has done something to me. Thinking of Nicky, my little girl, makes me want to start a family with Sephora all the more.

I was scared shitless when I first found out Ivana was pregnant. I had no idea what I was going to do with a baby, but then I heard our daughter’s little heart beat and I saw her on the screen in that doctor’s office and I was a goner. The day we found out that our little Nicky would be a girl my heart melted on the spot.

I hadn’t known at that time of Ivana’s betrayal. I thought she was amazing for giving me such a gift. However, now, I know I didn’t love Ivana the way I love Sephora.

I want to be a husband to Sephora out of love not obligation. I want to worship her day and night. I want to watch her grow with my children over and over again. These are the thoughts that have tempted me almost daily to toss out Sephora’s birth control.

I envy Luke. Kimmie is starting to show and she is positively glowing. The morning sickness has passed and Kimmie is back to her spirited self. So much so, she is giving Luke a run for his money. I can see my friend is on the verge of breaking down and giving in to his desires to be with Kimmie. He’d be a fool not to. I can’t even imagine denying myself Sephora ever again.

“What is on your mind,” Sephora’s sweet voice pulls me from my thoughts.

I can feel myself becoming aroused again as her small hand runs up my ribcage. I pull my eyes from the ceiling, not even noticing that I have been staring at it for so long. My eyes lock onto Sephora’s.

They are my favorite color once again, that beautiful mix of gold and grey. My mind wanders to what my daughters with Sephora will look like. I would love nothing more than for them to have their mother’s eyes and her cute little nose. I don’t care what color hair they have as long as it is thick and gorgeous like Sephora’s.

I have always thought that her hair makes her look like a little doll. I know she will give me gorgeous babies, boys or girls. It doesn’t matter. I will love them either way and adore their mother even more for giving me such precious gifts.

Sephora kisses the center of my chest, never breaking eye contact and reminding me that she has asked me a question. I reach to run my thumb across her lips and over her cheek. I could spend the day just staring at her.

“I have been thinking about what our children will look like,” I finally reply.

“Really,” Sephora says with a smirk.

I nod. “Yes, really. I am getting a bit impatient with wanting to start a family, honestly,” I say truthfully.

Sephora watches me silently for a moment. I can see the wheels turning in her head. Her little nose wrinkles as she tilts her head to the side. I watch her bottom lip tuck into her mouth.

“Nick,” she whispers.

“Yeah, Baby,” I lift a brow curious as to what she is thinking.

“All you have to do is ask. I’ll say yes. If you want to start a family,” she trails off and looks away from me.

I reach for her chin to pull her face back toward me so I can read her eyes. They always tell me what I really need to know. Sometimes I think I know Sephora better than she knows herself.

“I haven’t proposed yet because of the timing my little butterfly, not because I have changed my mind. And yes, I want you to stop taking your birth control. I know it can take time to flush out of your system so the sooner the better,” I answer the questions hidden in her eyes.

Sephora’s face lights up and she lifts to straddle my lap. I am already full mass just from the thought of her having my baby. I watch as her full breasts come into view. I love that her chocolate tipped nipples are pebbled and awaiting my mouth, and feast on them I shall.

“I love you, Nick,” Sephora says as she looks me deeply in the eyes. She lifts her hips and slides down onto me easily as her slick heat engulfs me. When she is fully seated she slides her hands up from her belly over her breasts and stops just below her collar. “There is nothing that can take me away from you. I don’t need more time, I know what I want and I want to be yours in every sense of the word.”

With those words she pushes the butterfly lock on her collar into place before I can protest. Not that I want to. I have waited for this day for so long. It feels right. Everything is falling into place.

I grab her hips lifting her, before thrusting up into her. Sephora’s head falls back and I lick from between her breasts to her collar. “God, I love you so much. Your mine, Sephora. I’m never letting you go now,” I growl.

“I know,” she whimpers. “I’m never going anywhere; I love you too.”

The magnitude of this moment hits me full force. Not only has Sephora locked her collar into place, giving herself to me completely, but she has agreed to start a family with me. I make love to her like I never have before, the whole time hoping that she becomes pregnant sooner rather than later.

Thank God this wedding is in two days. I need to have my ring on her finger. I want this woman as my wife yesterday. This will not be a long engagement. In my eyes, she is already mine. A wedding will just be for formalities and traditions.

S
ephora

M
y mother is working
my last nerve and I want to choke Ettie for this dress she has picked for the me, her maid of honor. I don’t know what she was thinking. I don’t remember agreeing to this dress and I don’t remember it being this revealing.

The dress is a silver sheath dress with a plunging v neck line. My girls look like they want to pop out of this thing. Oh God, I don’t even want to imagine how Nick is going to react when he sees me.

As if that weren’t enough, Ettie decided on five and half inch heels that I have no business in. I keep seeing myself tripping up the aisle and one of my boobs popping out for a grand appearance during my tumble to the floor. Luckily, I will be walking down the aisle with Lucian at my side, so hopefully he will catch me before I face plant.

I look across the room at Kimmie who is also a part of the wedding party. She lucked out with her little baby bump. Ettie had her black dress altered at the last minute to have a revealing back and not front. So much for waiting until after the wedding to announce my little niece or nephew. It’s like Kimmie’s stomach decided to pop overnight.

I would love to be in one of the black dresses the bridesmaids are in. None of the other girls have necklines as deep as mine. I feel like Ettie stuffed me into this silver scrap of a dress on purpose. The only thing that I like about this dress is that the neckline showcases my collar.

It seems like my necklace is shining something extra today. Or maybe it is just my own knowledge of what it symbolizes and how much I love the only man that can free me from it. Or it could be the fact that the necklace has seemed to totally piss my mother off.

“Sephora, I really don’t know why you insist on wearing that thing today. It is just not fitting with your dress or this occasion. I never thought you would look to show up your sister on her wedding day,” my mother huffs.

I have to stifle a giggle. I asked Ettie last night if she wanted me to have Nick unlock the necklace for today. She told me absolutely not. Besides the fact that Faraz Emilsson, thinks that I Sephora Emilsson, am capable of showing up my sister Ettie is hilarious.

I am tickled that this is probably the first time my mother is truly complimenting me and it is coming in the fashion of her ire at me over my collar. If only the woman knew.

“Mother for the millionth time, I have already told Sophi to wear the necklace. I think it looks great with the dress,” Ettie pouts. I can tell she is reaching her boiling point with my mother.

My mother glares at me and huffs. She dramatically walks over to fuss with Ettie’s veil. My sister smiles at me and winks into the mirror. We both roll our eyes at our mother’s antics and burst into laughter.

“I don’t know what I did to get two ungrateful brats for daughters,” my mother mutters.

“Oh mother, please,” Ettie sighs as she turns to our mother. “Today is not about you. Just relax and let me enjoy it without you having an epic Faraz moment.”

I really have to stifle my laughter. Ettie is one to baby my mother as Lucian often does. The look of shock on my mother’s face is priceless. She is just as shocked as I am that Ettie is standing up to her.

“After this wedding I am sitting you all down to remind you who I am. I will not take much more of this disrespect,” my mother says in indignation, her glare directed at me as she speaks, as if I have started it all.

I bite my lip to keep from laughing. Ettie rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “Mama, will you quit fussing so you can walk me down the aisle,” Ettie coos effectively soothing our mother at the mention of her walking my sister down the aisle. A smile beams across my mother’s face.

Before I can taunt my mother any further a knock comes at the door. It cracks open and Luke sticks his head through the doorway with a smile on his face. His eyes fall on me and the smile falls, turning into a frown.

Luke looks me over and then his head falls back as his laughter fills the air. “Lincoln is going to blow a gasket,” Luke says and shakes his head.

Luke walks fully into the room. Coming over to me, he wraps his arm around my waist, leading me over to Ettie. He wraps his other arm around her waist as well. Kissing my forehead first, Luke then turns and kisses Ettie’s forehead.

“I love you both. You are two of the most precious women in the world to me. I am so proud of the beautiful women you both have become. I sometimes have to remind myself that you two are not my little bratty sisters anymore.

“I know I fought it in the beginning, but I see how happy Andrew and Nick make you both. I know they would give everything they have, including their lives for the love they have for the two of you. That is all I ever really wanted. I understand that now,” Nick kisses Ettie on her cheek and turns to kiss mine as well. He waves Kimmie over and she walks over slowly. Luke places his hand on her baby bump.

“I get it now because I understand the way they love you. The right kind of love can change a man that thinks himself unchangeable. The woman I love has taught me this and so much more,” Luke says pressing his forehead to the side of Kimmie’s face as she turns away shyly. “I understand Andrew and Nick because there is nothing I wouldn’t do for the two of my girls.”

When Luke bends to place a kiss on Kimmie’s bump, a collective gasp can be heard in the room. Both Ettie and I start to squeal with the realization of Lucian’s words. I am bouncing on the balls of my feet with excitement.

“You guys found out the sex,” Ettie squeals.

“I’m going to have a little niece,” I coo.

“We are having a little baby girl,” Luke says proudly.

Luke beams like a proud papa as he tugs Kimmie in front of him, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing a kiss on the top of her head. They are so cute together. Something has clearly changed between them in the last few days.

They are both still staying with Nick and me, but up until two days ago they were still skirting around each other. Seeing them this affectionate is new but I like it. My niece needs her parents to get over themselves. If you ask me they also need to keep their butts out of Luke’s playroom. However, I don’t think that will be much of a problem, I have seen the haunted look that still crosses Luke’s face from time to time when he looks at Kimmie.

I look over to see my mother with her lips pressed tightly. She is not liking the idea of being a grandmother. I’m not sure if it is because of the mother of her grandchild or if it is because in truth Faraz fashion she is worried at how said grandchild will make her look. Who knows with my mother, I really stopped trying to figure her out in the past few months. It makes my head hurt.

“We’ll have time to talk babies later.” My mother claps her hands. “We have a wedding to attend. Let’s go ladies,” Faraz says weaving over Ettie’s other bridesmaids. “Sephora you still have time to take that necklace off.”

I roll my eyes; I should have known she wouldn’t just let it die. Ettie rolls her eyes as well, while groaning and throwing her arms in the air. Luke looks at my neck and snorts.

“Actually, no she doesn’t. Nick is not unlocking that thing,” Luke mutters. “Especially not with her in that dress.”

“Whatever are you mumbling about, Lukie,” my mother huffs.

“Nothing mother,” he chuckles and shakes his head.

* * *

N
ick

“You look nervous,” Craig chuckles as he slaps Andrew on the back.

“Not nervous, anxious,” Andrew smiles. “I feel like I have waited for this day forever. Ettie may have driven me crazy with all her planning, but I have to admit I have been just as excited as she has.”

With a low whistle Wyatt takes in the over three hundred guests. “Looks like she spared no expense,” Wyatt chuckles and shakes his head.

Wyatt’s golden eyes move around the room. He winks in the direction of his wife, Nellie. She is an adorable little woman. Not the type I am used to seeing Wyatt with, but I see the love in his eyes and I can see she feels the same, despite the sadness in her own eyes.

From what Wyatt has shared with us she lost her mother not long after they married. Wyatt had a lot of explaining to do when the guys found out that he had a wedding without one of us being there. We totally understood once he told the story to us.

“No, that she didn’t. I think I will be feeling this wedding for a few quarters this year,” Andrew groans, but the smile never leaves his face.

“I’ll be happy to not have your wife calling my woman at two in the morning,” I take my turn to tease Andrew.

Andrew chuckles, Wyatt, Kevin, Craig, and George join in as well, knowing that Ettie has been driving us all mad. Before we can tease Andrew anymore we get the signal to take our places. A look of relief comes over Andrew’s face.

I have to say that I have become the closest to Andrew out of all the new additions to our little crew. Craig takes some getting used to and I am not one to always be in the mood to be goaded. I have no issues with George, he is always so reserved. It is just that Andrew and I have an understanding of one another the same as I have a bond and understanding with Luke, Kevin, and Wyatt.

The music starts to play and I again thank my lucky stars that Andrew was able to talk Ettie out of the processional she had wanted. Neither of the guys were too happy about walking down the aisle with her touchy feely bridesmaids. Andrew talked her into just having the maid of honor and best man, Sephora and Lucian, walk down the aisle together.

If Ettie’s friend, Michelle, rubbed against me one more time at the wedding rehearsal, I was going to lose my fucking shit. I mentioned to her a number of times that I am involved with Sephora. Sephora had been busy at Ettie’s beck and call, so she missed most of the spectacle.

Once Andrew caught me scowling at Michelle and Wyatt growling at one of the other bridesmaids, things were handled quickly. Even Craig cringed a few times as Ettie’s friend, Sasha, whispered in his ear. They are all beautiful women, just a little too aggressive for all of our taste, especially after pointing out that the majority of us are already taken.

“Holy fuck,” Craig’s muttered words pull me from my thoughts. I look up and my jaw drops open before it clenches back tight.

I am instantly hard as a fucking rock. I take in the love of my life from head to toe, then back again. She is so stunning and I know she doesn’t even know it.

The silver satin fabric of her dress hugs her in all the right places. The deep plunging neckline stops right above where I know her perfect navel rests. Her chocolate skin that is on display is glowing and I know it is as smooth to the touch as it looks right now.

The dress stops just above her knees, giving a perfect view of her sexy chocolate legs.
Damn, did I spend enough time licking those legs this morning?
The stiletto heels on her little feet have her slightly pigeon toed feet turning inwardly just a little more than usual, as she tries to maneuver in them, while walking beside her brother.

Her hair is pulled away from her face, with a white flower covered in crystals anchored in the right side. The rest of her hair is cascading down her back in soft curls.
Wait until I get my hand wrapped around that hair.

“Shit Lincoln, you are one lucky son of a bitch,” Craig chuckles.

I only tear my eyes away from Sephora long enough to shoot Craig a death glare. He lifts his hands up in surrender, with his signature smirk on his lips. One of these days I really am going to kick his ass.

I turn back to Sephora and just marvel at her beauty. I can’t help but to wish she were coming down the aisle so that I could make her mine for the rest of my life. As my eyes land on her necklace that is on display for all to see, I smile. She is already mine.

I shift and clasp my arms in front of me as I remember to breathe. Not that my hands will really cover the erection I am sporting right now. Reluctantly I look away from Sephora as she and Luke take their places. It is the only way I might be able to get this situation under control.
This is going to be such a long wedding.