Текст книги "Whipped"

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“It’s good to see you, buddy,” Reid said as we walked into the garage. Having him and Nora walk in on Georgia legitimately holding me in a headlock was not my finest moment, but I didn’t care. Seeing her having fun was worth any humiliation that might follow. After our argument the other night I had worried that she might try and pull back. Anytime she had too much time to think, I worried that she’d talk herself out of being with me. We hadn’t seen each other in two days so when she came bouncing through the door that morning I was pleased to see that she and I were still on the same page.

How did I get so lucky?

I thought hurting my knee was going to be the worst thing that ever happened to me, but if I hadn’t been injured and stayed in Halstead, I wouldn’t have her. I wouldn’t be building probably the most important relationship of my life.

“You too, man.” I showed him where the shelves were and we started unboxing everything. “So, how are things?”

“Things with Nora or things with work?”

“Both?”

“Um... wait. Back that train up,” he paused. “How the hell are things with the little Bennett sister? Aside from her being able to kick your ass and all.”

“Give me a break,” I joked. “She attacked an injured man. It wasn’t really a fair fight.”

“I don’t know,” he said with a shake of his. “My money is on her whether you’re healthy or not,” he laughed. “The leg is good though?”

“It’s getting there. I’m feeling pretty good. Getting close to one-hundred percent.”

“Awesome. It will be good to have you back. Riding isn’t the same without your dumb ass there.”

“God, I can’t wait to get back on a bike.”

“Not to mention, I’m sick of having to explain to everyone where you are. It’s like we’re a packaged deal or something. Is Brett here? When will he be back? Have you talked to him?” he mocked.

“My fans really miss me, huh?”

“Some fans. Mostly Alicia Carlson,” he clarified. “Girl is driving me crazy asking about you day in and day out.”

Alicia and I had a mutually beneficial relationship at one time. She was one of the Throttled Energy promo girls and got paid to run around the track in tiny shorts with her tits bouncing up in her face. I can’t say I minded when she used to show up at my trailer after a gig. It was casual and easy, but if what Reid was saying was true, she might have been a little more invested in our non-relationship that I was. I hadn’t even thought about her since last season ended.

Whatever used to happen between us wasn’t going to be happening anymore. I had a girlfriend now.

Whoa. I had a girlfriend.

I felt the silly grin spread across my face and Reid shook his head. People were going to shit a brick when they realized that the beast that was Brett Sallinger was well on his way to being tamed. Thinking about my past with girls like Alicia and thinking about my future with Georgia...there was no comparison.

What I had with Georgia actually meant something. It meant everything.

“Yeah, Alicia. Guess I’m going to have to talk to her. Things are going to have to change where she’s concerned.”

“I’d say.” Reid agreed. “I’d hate for Nora to have to murder you. No clue where I’d hide the body.”

We started building the frame for the shelves and not another word was mentioned about Alicia. She could go back in the vault of memories where she belonged.

“So,” Reid began halfway through our task. “I’m thinking about asking Nora to marry me.” His tone was too casual for the words he’d just blurted out of his mouth.

“Come again?” I asked, unsure if I’d heard him correctly. The nervousness on his face said that I’d heard him right, not to mention he slipped a diamond ring out of his pocket and held it up for me to see. “I’d say you’re doing more than thinking about it. You’ve got a ring, dude.”

“I do,” he said with a nod. “Am I crazy? Is it too soon?” The truth was they’d only been back together for a short time, but I’d never seen two people more in sync than they were. It was like they picked up their old relationship exactly where it had left off. There might have been a seven year break in their time together but you’d never know it. “We wasted so much time not being together. I don’t want to wait.”

“If you love her, you love her,” I replied with a shrug. “Not to mention, I doubt I’m the best person to ask about doing crazy things.”

“True,” he said. “And, I do love her.” He nodded and placed the ring back in his pocket.

“I say go for it.”

“I’m gonna do it.”

“I like it,” I said as I offered up my hand for a high five. “She’s going to flip out.” Nora and Georgia were enough alike that I knew she’d let her emotions get the best of her. Tears of joy were definitely in the forecast.

“Well then I need a favor,” he said. “Any chance I can get the cabin tonight? Hopefully we’ll be celebrating.” He waggled his eyebrows and grinned.

“Of course,” I agreed. “I’m sure I can stay at Georgia’s.” I had plans for Georgia and me that night anyway. Plans that were not going to get interrupted this time. “And, don’t worry... she’s going to say yes.”

Hopefully both Bennett women would be saying yes that night. I planned to hear Georgia say it over and over.

* * *

“Hey ladies,” Reid said when we finally finished up in the garage. It was safe to say furniture assembly was not in our future. If you wanted us to rebuild a carburetor or change out your bike tire, we were the right guys for the job, but if it involved an Allen wrench or the successful following of printed instructions, we were not. The shelves took us an hour and when we walked back into the living room, Georgia and Nora had managed to put together two end tables and a coffee table. I was starting to believe that women were the superior gender.

“I’m starving,” I told them. “Feel like ordering something?” I asked, walking over to sit on the sofa. I leaned down and kissed the top of Georgia’s head on my way. She was kneeling on the floor finishing up her latest building project—a small table that I think she said went by the front door.

“I could eat,” Nora said, standing up from her seated position next to Georgia to wrap her arms around Reid’s waist. Silly girl had no idea that she was only mere inches from her future engagement ring. I was so happy for the two of them. I looked back at Georgia and wondered if we had any chance of a future like them.

When she didn’t answer my question, I saw Reid and Nora exchange smiles.

“Sis,” Nora tried. “You hungry?”

Georgia was definitely devoted to her current job; she didn’t even flinch when her sister asked. Either she was thinking of becoming a professional furniture assembler, or she had something else on her mind. The way that her wrist was working a screwdriver had me concerned that whatever it was had pissed her off.

“Georgia,” I said louder to get her attention.

“Yeah?” She jerked her head up and I could tell that she hadn’t heard a word that had been said.

“Food?” I smiled. “Do you want go get something before Reid’s parents get in?”

“Um... you know, I’m not really hungry,” she said. “In fact, I’m not feeling that great. I think I might need to go home.”

She was sick? It was news to me. An hour ago we were rolling around the floor and before that we couldn’t have been having a better time together. Well, we could have been having a better time, but we’d already sort of christened the counter in the kitchen and I didn’t think Reid would really appreciate me having sex in his parents’ new living room.

“Okay,” I replied, holding my hand out to help her up. When she didn’t take it and climbed to her feet on her own, I was worried. “What’s the matter? Should we stop by the clinic?”

“It’s just a headache,” she said with a shake of her head. “I’ll be fine.”

“I’ll drive you,” I insisted when she walked over to the front door without so much as a second look in my direction. She had me worried. Either she was really not feeling well, or in the last hour she’d come to her senses about taking up with a guy like me. She turned to protest me taking her home, but I gave her a look that said there was no other option. If my girl was sick, I was going to take care of her, and if she was mad at me, I was going to find out why and rectify the situation before we even pulled in her driveway.

“Fine.” She held up a hand and waved goodbye to her sister and Reid. “Sorry,” she told them. “I think pretty much everything is done.”

“It’s all good,” Reid replied.

“Feel better, G,” Nora added as we walked out the door. The shrug her sister offered me as I walked out the door said she was just as confused by this sudden illness as I was.

By the time we were in the car, I’d decided that she wasn’t sick. She’d walked to the car with enough energy to tell me that she was more worried about getting away from me than a fake headache. There wasn’t pain in her eyes, it was frustration.

“You mind telling me what that was all about?” I said when I’d climbed into the driver’s side of her car.

“It’s nothing,” she insisted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Actually... no, we’re adults here. It is something. Or rather, someone. Who is Alicia?”

“Alicia?”

“Yeah. Who is she?”

“Nobody,” I answered honestly. “How did...” The pieces clicked together fairly quickly. She must have overheard my conversation with Reid. “Georgia Bennett, were you eavesdropping?”

“Not exactly. I was coming out to the garage to get a different wrench.” She let out a huff. “Don’t change the subject. Do you have a girlfriend, Brett?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I guess I probably should have told you, huh?”

“You think?” Her voice raised to a dangerous decibel level. “I can’t believe you lied to me. I can’t believe I was stupid enough to—”

“Whoa,” I said, pulling the car over to a stop at the end of the lane. “Don’t call my girlfriend stupid.”

She glared at me with a wary expression. I could see her wheels spinning and I couldn’t help but crack a smile. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“I do have a girlfriend,” I said, taking her petite hand in mine. “And she’s currently making a big deal out of nothing.”

“What are you talking about?” she yelled. “This is serious. I’m not some fling and I’m certainly not the kind of girl who would date someone already in a relationship.”

“Would you listen to the words that are coming out of my mouth,” I said, squeezing her hand in mine as she tried to pull it away. “The only girlfriend I have is you, Georgia.”

“I... you... really?”

“Really.” I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers. “Alicia is someone that I used to kind of see, causally. Because it was convenient. But there is nothing going on between us now and there never will be again.”

“Ugh. I’m sorry,” she said. “I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions without talking to you first. It’s just... when I heard you talking about her with Reid and mentioning that ‘things would have to change between you’, I assumed the worst.”

“I get it,” I said. “But, I promise you that when I said things were going to change, I meant I was going to tell her that I was with someone. That I couldn’t see her anymore.”

“I believe you.”

“Good.” I stole another kiss before pulling on to the road.

We argued, we made up, we made out. If this was what relationships were like, I was okay with it. I was really enjoying where this was headed, which appeared to be back to her place for a little more making up.

“I’m sorry for assuming the worst,” I told Brett again when we made it back to my house. I’d let my imagination run away with me after overhearing his conversation. It was stupid and immature. “You’ve been so patient and understanding with me. I should have just asked you about her.”

“It’s okay,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. He pressed his lips softly to my forehead. “There’s still a lot we have to learn about each other, I guess. And you’re pretty cute when you’re jealous.”

“I wasn’t...” I hesitated. “Yes, I was,” I admitted with a grin. “I was totally jealous. And, we do still have a lot to learn.” I wrinkled my nose. He was right. Our relationship was so new and it wasn’t like my last one where I’d grown up with the guy I was dating. Brett’s past was still kind of a mystery to me and mine to him.

“You can trust me,” he promised. “I’d never do anything to hurt you.”

“I know that.” I did. “I’m just a little out of practice on this whole having a boyfriend thing.” As far as Brett’s past relationships went, all I knew was that he liked to play the field before me. I’d told him earlier that I was okay with it and I didn’t want to let the things I’d read online about him cloud my judgment. He deserved a fair shot. He’d been really good to me so far and I had no reason to believe that he’d lie.

“I can’t fault you for thinking the worst,” he said. “My past is not something I’m particularly proud of, but I can promise you that what we have is worth way more than anything I did back then.” The sincere look on his face as he poured his heart out to me was reassuring.

“I don’t care about your past,” I told him. “I had a momentary lapse in judgment, but I’m good now.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed my mouth on his. The way he kissed me said that he was good on his word. A guy didn’t kiss a girl like he kissed me if he didn’t mean it. It was convincing and promising and exactly what I needed to put our conversation to rest. I wanted to be with him and he wanted to be with me.

“I’m glad,” he said, breaking our kiss. “And now I have the rest of the day and night to prove to you just how committed I am to you.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep. I’m spending the night.”

“You are?”

“I kind of have to...” he said, taking a break from assaulting my senses with his lips and tongue. “Can you keep a secret?”

“I think so.”

“I kind of have to stay because Reid asked if he and your sister could have the cabin.” That made sense. I doubt they wanted to stay in the house with Reid’s parents once they arrived. “Your sister is getting engaged tonight.”

“Wait... what? She is?” The continuation of his story had caught me off guard.

“She is. I saw the ring and everything,” he said with a proud grin. I could tell he was loving having this information before me. I was so excited for my sister that I didn’t even care if he had found out first.

“Omigod! She is going to flip.” This had been a long time coming. My sister had been planning her wedding to Reid Travers since before she had her driver’s license. When he left she’d tried to bury those dreams, but the second he showed up and was hell-bent on winning her back, I knew that she’d revisited the possibility again.

“That’s what I said. So that’s why I have to stay tonight.”

“Is that so?”

“Uh-huh,” he said, dropping his mouth to my neck. The heat of his breath against my skin was almost too much.

“Who said that you could stay?” I tried to tease, but the wobble in my knees as his lips danced over my skin took the conviction right out of my words.

“You did,” he answered. It was impossible to say no to him, especially when he was making my body feel the way he was. “Besides, Reid and Nora aren’t the only ones who have celebrating to do. If my memory serves me right, I think we officially became a couple today.” He pulled back to look at me and the smile on his face was contagious. I felt the corners of my mouth turn up.

“I think we did,” I agreed. The terms boyfriend and girlfriend had been tossed around.

“I guess that means the whole casual hookup thing is off the table now, huh?”

“Is that what you want?”

“It is,” he confessed. “I should have told you the other night when you said you were falling in love with me. I feel the same way.”

“That’s good to know.”

“This is literally the only relationship I’ve ever had so I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do, but the idea of not being with you... well... I don’t even want to think about it.” His throat tightened as he swallowed and I could tell that the whole feelings things was new for him. “I’m not saying it’s going to be easy with me going back to work soon and you having school and everything, but I really want to try this with you.”

I nodded in agreement. “So do I.” I wanted it more than I’d wanted anything in a long time. The more time we spent together, the more I got to know him, the deeper my feelings became. I couldn’t even think about him leaving. Right now I just wanted to enjoy him actually being there.

His hands dropped from my waist and he took my hand in his. I took the opportunity to lead him back to my bedroom. “Maybe we should start celebrating... now. Something to commemorate the event.” The anticipation and excitement I felt when I was around him was well on its way to making me feel like I was going to turn inside out. My stomach flipped. My pulse was racing. I wanted to make him feel the way he made me feel.

“What exactly did you have in mind?” he asked as I closed the door behind us, flipping the lock after it latched. I let go of his hand and walked over to draw the blinds on my bedroom window.

“Why don’t you sit down,” I pointed at the bed, “and I’ll show you what I have in mind.” I pulled my phone from my back pocket and switched it to silent. It vibrated in my hand as I placed it on top of my dresser. “No interruptions,” I said.

“Amen to that,” he said, taking his phone out of his pocket and doing the same.

“Just me and you.”

“Just me and... you,” he repeated, almost unable to finish his sentence as I pulled my shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor before I unbuttoned my jeans. The room was only barely lit by the few rays of the setting sun that were peeking out from behind the blinds, but I could read his reaction to me. I loved the way his lips were parted as he drew in a slow breath. It was empowering to know that I had such an effect on him. On his body. He shifted in his seat and I could see the bulge growing in his lap.

I walked over and stood in front of him. He almost looked nervous as he placed his hands on my hips. He spread his knees apart and pulled me between his legs. His mouth landed on my stomach as he drew out a slow kiss across my skin. I let my hand tangle in his hair as he pushed my jeans down around my legs. I stepped out of them and pushed them behind me with my foot.

“You are the sexiest thing I have ever seen,” he said, as he let his hands rest on my hips and looked up at me. I tugged his shirt up and he raised his arms allowing me to pull it over his head.

“You’re not too bad yourself,” I said, drinking in his broad shoulders and chest with my eyes. He was sexy enough to almost be intimidating—all perfectly sculpted and tattooed—but I wasn’t going to let anything stop me from enjoying this night together. I told him how badly I wanted to be with him and now I wanted to show him.

I climbed onto his lap, letting my knees fall on each side of his body. He held me in place and I felt the throb of his cock against my center. Our mouths found one another and any doubts I had about us being together quickly fell by the wayside.

I let my head fall back as he worked his way from my lips to my neck to the swells of my chest. His nimble fingers unhooked my bra and pulled the straps from my shoulders. I shrugged out of it and he tossed it to the floor with the majority of our clothing, he kissed the tops of my breasts before wrapping his lips around my nipple. His teeth nipped at my sensitive flesh until it was a stiff peak that seemed to be the nerve center for the rest of my body. The tightness in the pit of my stomach ached in a way that had me grinding down on his lap. He moved his attention to my other breast.

I cried out when he bit down slightly, sending a pleasurable jolt of pain through me. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him with a fierce passion I didn’t know I had in me. It was as if my mouth had a mind of its own and was desperate to taste him.

He growled against my lips as he flipped our position. Just as I had done to him only moments ago, he stood between my legs while unbuttoning his jeans—slowly teasing me with a grin. As I was laid out across the bed I watched how purposely he moved. Each movement drove me into an even deeper spiral of desire. His eyes never left mine as he continued to undress. He pulled something from his back pocket before he pushed his jeans to the ground. I swallowed hard as he started to push his boxers down. The dip of his hipbones slowly revealed his firm cock. The length confirming the preconceived notions I’d had about his size.

He stood before me completely naked and brought the foil packet he’d pulled from his back pocket up to his teeth and tore it open.

“You were prepared.”

“No interruptions, right?” he said, slowly rolling the condom on. Having to go out and find protection would have definitely been an interruption. I almost couldn’t believe that I was about to have sex. It had been so long. Up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way again. I’d missed the desire. The longing. The need for release. I felt insatiable and we hadn’t even done it yet.

“That’s right,” I said, reaching out for him. My fingers slowly sliding down the length of him as I closed the distance between us. With his feet still on the floor, he grabbed the bottoms of my thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed.

“You’re sure?” he asked. He let his hands rest on the waistband of my panties. I raised my hips from the bed.

“Positive.” As soon as the word was out of my mouth, he slipped his thumbs under the thin fabric and pulled the last stitch of clothing from my body.

“There are so many things I want to do to you right now.” I shamelessly let my legs fall open wide, allowing him to get as close as possible to me. “I want to touch and taste every inch of you.” His mouth found mine and I could feel him teasing my entrance with the head of his cock. My heels fell against his back, urging him to continue. “That will have to wait,” he said, taking his length in his hand. “I need to feel you. I need to be inside of you.” His eyes fell between us. We both watched as he slowly guided himself inside of me. It might have been the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I let out a breath and tried to relax as he pushed into me. It had been three years. My body had practically been re-virginized. “Are you all right?”

“Yes,” I said. He remained still, letting our bodies’ familiarize themselves with one another.

“You feel fucking amazing,” he said before kissing me softly. “So tight. So ready.” His words spurred the movement of my hips. I slowly rose up and back down, feeling him slide inside of me. My walls tightened and released around him, and I didn’t want to stop.

Steadily we rocked our bodies together, each of us drawing out what we wanted from each other. His hands tangled with mine above my head as he rested his elbows on each side of my face. Our lips met in a mix of slow, sensual kisses and gasps for air.

It felt like I was falling and being caught simultaneously. He was bringing me back to life and sending me to heaven all at once. I was teetering on the edge, trying not to fall, but it was inevitable. I allowed my body to let go. I felt like I was shattering around him. The pulse as I clenched around him rippled from my center and out through my entire body. Before it could subside completely, he stood and lifted me as he continued his languid movements back and forth drawing out every euphoric feeling I was having. His thumb found my clit as he sped his movement, my orgasm seeming never ending.

He thrust harder as he met his own release and I felt him throb inside of me. Our bodies synced in release as he bit down on his bottom lip. I pulled his body back to mine, wanting to kiss him. Wanting him to know how amazing he made me feel.

All of my anxiety and fear about us being together was unwarranted. This is exactly what I needed.

He was exactly what I needed.