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His hands fall to his side and slips them into his pockets while I focus on the smug expression on his face. “I have loads of good memories in this room.” I look him dead in the eye now that my pulse has slowed a little. “Probably the only room. Unfortunately, they came to an end the day you took my virginity and stopped giving a fuck about me.” I grin to myself, sure that I’ve won that round.
With determined steps, I start for the door, but he stops me with his hand on my arm as I pass him and spins me back around. Cupping my jaw firmly, he brings his lips down on mine. His kiss is hard as he forces his tongue through the seam of my lips. For just a split second, I think about leaning into his kiss, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Maybe it’s the nostalgia of kissing me in this room, who knows, but instead, I force myself to tear my mouth away from him and stop him effectively.
“Did that feel like I don’t give a fuck about you, Em?” He pants heavily.
“You’ve always had a way of making me believe you, Troy.” I snipe.
He frowns deeply. “That’s because I've always had feelings for you.” I hear the emotion in his voice, but I’ve fallen for that once before.
Stepping up to him, I brush my chest with his, grazing my bottom lip with my teeth as I decide how to come back at him. “There’s just one problem with that though, Troy. I never knew whether you were telling the truth or not? I mean if we’re being really honest with ourselves, I don’t even think you know the truth.” I reach up and run my nails through the stubble around his handsome face. “There was a time I really thought you were telling me the truth, but that memory was obliterated when you ghosted me.” I shrug, “Do you remember when you called me beautiful? I really thought that was genuine, but after, I realised it was just to make me feel good.” My breath hitches, the memory so vivid in my mind, it still hurts. “Back then I held onto your every word. I thought I was so lucky,”
He swallows, tensing his jaw. “I did mean it.” He whispers. “And you were beautiful, only now…” his knuckles trailed my face. “Now you’re gorgeous.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Troy. I don’t need to hear your empty compliments anymore to make me feel good about myself.” I cut him off, “I gave you everything,” I don’t want to hear anymore.
“I couldn’t betray your father, and if he’d known about us, I can’t even imagine what he’d have done.”
“But you betrayed me, Troy! You betrayed me and my whole world collapsed.” Sucking in a calming breath, I release it and carry on with my tirade. “I’d never loved anyone in my life, but I loved you…”
“Em?” He breathes, actually looking hurt by what I said. He isn’t fooling me though. I’m hardened now. I have had to build walls around my heart because of him.
“I’m not sure what your whole goal to have me here for six months is?”
With different emotions swimming in his eyes, he leans down until his face is in my space. “I’m going to prove to you that I’m not the person you think I am.”
“Yeah, good luck with that.” His thumb brushes my bottom lip and, his other hand goes around me, his fingers clutching the back of my neck as he tugs me closer. Everything happens so fast. His lips are on mine again. I should have walked away when I had the chance, this is the second time he’s kissed me in a matter of minutes and my resolve is waning, fast. With his arms tight around me and his soft lips moulding to mine, every nerve ending in my body comes alive, but I can’t do this, I can’t get hurt again. I didn't trust him enough to give him the chance. I try to pull my lips from his, but his grip tightens even further as he devours me. I’ve never been kissed by anyone the way he kisses me. By the time he does release me we are both breathless and my body is on fire. I need rest, physically and mentally. I’ve had enough of this tête-á-tête, and I swipe the back of my hand angrily across my lips. I’m angry that he knows how to get me going. “Goodnight, Troy,” I state, leaving him standing there.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
TROY
She walks away from me again. Well, she almost runs away from me. I don’t think she could get away from me any quicker if she tried. Does she really hate me that much? Or can she be swayed. I’m beginning to think that I can bring her round to my way of thinking. She did say she loved me back then… But she's right, I was selfish. All that bothered me was power. Only Mitch could bring me that and I didn’t care who I hurt in the process, including Emily. She should have been the one person I protected, but I didn’t.
I’ll never forgive myself for that.
Heading back downstairs, I pour another drink. I should leave Emily to calm down before I go back up there,maybe let her fall asleep without being stressed. We can’t seem to say one word to one another without it turning into a small war of words. That or we end up having sex. I clutch my glass, rotating my hand, the dark liquid swirls around inside mesmerising me for a second before breaking my own trance and lift it to my lips, knocking it back in one gulp. With a little Dutch courage, I thinkfuck it, giving in just isn’t my style, I made this happen so I’m going to show her I mean business. I drain the contents of my glass and take the empty glass to the kitchen before making my way upstairs.
As I hit the top step, soft groans filter down the hallway putting my senses on high alert. The carpet beneath my feet softens my steps as I creep toward the door of the bedroom. There’s the smallest gap in the door telling me she hasn’t shut it tight, so I open it a little wider. The sight before me has me rock hard in an instant. Grasping the aching bulge in my trousers I inch closer to the bed. The way she bears down on her hand has me wanting to join in. Fuck me, I want her so much. What am I supposed to do when she’s pleasuring herself in my bed? I should have thought this one out. Deftly, I unfasten each button of my shirt and pull it from inside my trousers to let it hang open, then unfasten my trousers. Her eyes are screwed shut. I can’t just get on the bed and touch her - it'll startle the shit out of her and embarrass her. I have no idea how I’m going to make my presence known.
Her fingers disappear inside of her while her thumb circles her sensitive nub, her groans get louder with every touch and her back makes the perfect arch…fuck!
Seeing the door is still open I go back over and push it softly.
Suddenly, she stops writhing and her eyes spring open, a loud gasp falling from her lips. She scrambles up to grab the covers to hide her modesty and moving toward her and put my hand on hers. My mouth pulls into a salacious grin. “Don’t mind me, I was quite enjoying the show,”
“Fuck’s sake, Troy, can’t you knock or something?”
“The last time I checked it was my room, maybe you should’ve locked the door.”
She tugs at the sheets again, harder this time. “I didn’t think I needed to; I wasn't expecting you to come to bed yet.” I perch myself on the edge of the bed and flatten my palm on her bare thigh, smoothing it up towards her groin. I have one destination in mind. Her leg twitches as I slip my fingers between her thighs, high at the apex of her legs, just where I need them to be. “You know there’s nothing like watching a woman pleasure herself.” I grab her hand lifting her fingers to my mouth, running my tongue down the inside of her middle finger and back up to then wrap my lips around the tip sliding them all the way back down to the knuckle. I can taste her on her own finger. I add the second finger and suck on that too before releasing them.
“Oh lord,” Emily pants. I push my fingers inside her, my thumb grazing her clit and her legs widen, as I drive them roughly in and out of her. She cries out with every thrust as the tips of my fingers curl and rub her walls, finding her sweet spot. The blue of her eyes clouding over with lust as I bring her to the edge, her legs tense and she bears down on my hand crying out around my fingers and rather than let her find her release, I very slowly pull them out and stand up.
“Ahh, wh…what are you doing?” Her voice high pitched as her eyes fix on me, glaring as she questions me.
Aa a deep chuckle falls from my lips I shrug out of my shirt and drop my trousers. With no underwear to take off, I tug at my socks then climb onto the bed and kneel between her legs. “Come here,” I hold out my hands for her. She looks at them like she’s going to say no, but the sparkle in her gaze tells me different. Putting her fingers in my open hands, I pull her up and catch the bottom of her t-shirt between my fingers and drag it up over her head. I brush her hair from her face before I softly cupping her chin in my fingers and bring her lips to mine, kissing her with everything I have in me. With her hands moving to my shoulders, she trails her fingers over my biceps. I circle her waist, guiding her back to the bed ghosting kisses down her body. As she lies back, I look at her laid out in front of me and smile then lifting her legs, I dip my head and tongue her clit, flicking it lightly before sucking it into my mouth. I’m so fucking hard right now. My legs shake as I rest my knees on the edge of the mattress and take the weight from my legs, smiling around her clit and sucking harder before adding a finger to the little party. Hearing her cries of pleasure drives me on. I can’t get enough of her, especially when I taste the first drops of her orgasm. She tastes so sweet, only now I’ve tasted her I’m done for. She chases her release, clenching her thighs around my head, crying out in pleasure again. I lap up every drop of her release, licking her taste from my lips and rear up onto my knees, before moving further onto the bed. “Open your eyes, Em.” I want to see inside her soul as I push my dick inside of her, but as our eyes meet, something feels different. I pause like we haven’t had this connection before, or at least I haven’t. I could be reading it all wrong but as she pushes against me to get me to move, I feel it right in my balls. With her fingers grasping my arse cheeks she brings me forward making me hesitate as heavy pants release from my lungs. I begin to thrust harder, quicker as she meets my driving force inside her. I don’t want it to be over yet but if I don't come soon, my balls are going to explode. Pushing her legs up, I straighten each one, resting them both on my shoulders and cupping her perfectly rounded arse in my hands and squeeze her soft flesh as I impale her.I press against her clit; it isn’t long before her orgasm is climbing again. I drive on until my release is teetering on the edge, I hold back for as long as I possibly can, “Say you belong to me, Emily.”
“No,’ she gasps. “I can’t.”
