Beyond the Cherry Trees: The Cook Brothers Series (2 page)

“What if someone finds out?” I mumbled against her lips as she pressed her body into mine more fully.

“Stop worrying. No one will know,” she laughed lightly as she started moving us backward toward my desk.

“Seriously, Chrissi, I worry. Your dad will fire my ass if he finds out, and I happen to like my job.” The words came out in an umph as she shoved me backward into the chair.

“Daddy doesn’t know a thing, and I need you… like now.” She leaned forward to press her mouth to mine as her hands began to work my pants over my hips. I knew what I was doing was wrong on so many levels. I knew that messing around with Chrissi was doing nothing but leading me down a path that I couldn’t escape, but I couldn’t help it. She was so hot and had a way of convincing me to do just about anything. I knew why her father couldn’t tell her no. I couldn’t tell her no either. “Stop worrying,” she giggled as she reached under her skirt and slid her panties down her legs. She kicked them to the side before moving to straddle to my lap. “I need you like you need me.” Her face went from playful to serious. “Right, Ty?”

“Fuck!” I hissed under my breath as she slowly slid down on me. Her hands went to my shoulders and mine to her hips as I worked her up and down. “You feel…” I paused as my brain started to catch up. “Shit!” I tried to push her off, but her thighs tightened their grip. “Condom!” I scrambled to get away.

“Relax, Ty. I’m on the pill.” She leaned forward and ran her tongue up the column of my neck. “It’s fine,” she reassured me.

“It’s not fine.” I froze as I tried to hold her still. “I don’t go without wrapping it.”

“You didn’t wrap it the first time.” Her head tipped to the side.

“Fuck!” I shook my head. She was right. I was drunk, horny, and not thinking. That night at the club all I wanted to do was get her out of my system.

“I’m on the pill. It’s ok.” She tried to raise herself up and sink back down on me. It felt so good, her hot, wet heat surrounding me. Her head dropped back, causing her hair to spill down her back, and her breasts to push out in front of my face. “Relax,” she moaned as she rose up and sunk down once again.

I knew I should be more concerned. I didn’t do the whole no protection thing. I always wrapped it. You never knew who was lying to you, and I was a well-known name here in the city. I wasn’t a manwhore, but I did get around. The last thing I wanted was some woman claiming that I was her ‘baby daddy’. “We can’t do this anymore.” I grunted as she dropped down on me with more force than I was expecting. “I mean it, Chrissi. I can’t be sneaking around with you.” My eyes closed as I leaned into the back of the chair while she continued to bounce on my lap. My words didn’t sound convincing at all.

“We’ll see,” she laughed as her insides tightened on me. My dick pulsed as it disappeared inside her once again before she leaned forward and ground herself down on me. “You always come back,” she teased. “I’m the only one who can give you what you need.” She reached behind herself, and swiped her hands across my desk, causing papers to fly everywhere. Her eyes got a twinkle in them like she had some devious plan before she attempted to scoot off me. “Fuck me like you mean it, Ty,” she grinned, eyeing the desk again.

I knew what she wanted. She wanted it fast and hard. She wanted to unravel me, and that’s exactly what she got. I stood, causing her to fall backward onto the hard wood. She gripped the edge as I leaned forward to get my footing. “Hold on to the edge, sweetheart,” I teased before rearing back and slamming into her. Her body slid a few inches up the wood before she tightened her grip.

“Oh god. Again,” she panted. “God Tyler. You fuck so good,” she moaned.

“I know, baby. I’m gonna make you come so hard you’ll be feeling it tomorrow,” I growled as I slammed into her once again. It didn’t take long before I felt everything inside me tighten, and my climax burst forth like a monsoon. “Fuuuuck!” I growled as I fell forward and collapsed on top of her. We lay there panting as I tried to catch my breath, and she wiggled to get out from under me.

“That was…” she paused, giggling.

“Not happening again,” I finished for her. “I mean it, Chrissi. I can’t keep doing this. As long as you work here, we’re done.” I tucked myself back in my dress slacks and began fastening my belt.

“Right,” she smirked as she grabbed her panties and stepped into them. “I don’t believe that for a minute.” She pushed a strand of hair over her shoulder as she sauntered toward my office door. I’d just gotten one to myself when I made partner. It was a blessing and a curse. I had the privacy I wanted, but it had made Chrissi more brazen. The last couple of weeks, she’d been coming in to flirt with me during the day. We’d yet to have sex during business hours, but I could see her trying that soon.

“I mean it!” I pointed at her and narrowed my eyes. “No more.” I began picking up the papers she’d scattered on the floor as she leaned against my door.

“Ty,” she paused as she snickered to herself. “You and I both know that this isn’t stopping anytime soon. I like fucking you, and you like fucking me. I don’t have time to date. Sound familiar?” She was right. I’d said this to all the girls that had hit on me lately when I was out. Chrissi had always managed to score an invite, and we’d christened most of the NYC clubs on this side of town. I didn’t need to date. I had her. “Don’t go and ruin a good thing. See you tomorrow.” She waved her manicured fingers at me as she slipped out my door, leaving me sitting there reeling over what she was saying.

“HEY MAN,” I
sighed as Gavin, my best friend, answered my call. “I need a favor.”

“Who’d you piss off this time?” he chuckled.

“I need a date for a function I’m supposed to attend this weekend. I was hoping your sister might be interested.”

“I can ask, but I thought you were seeing someone,” he laughed lightly, and I could hear the confusion in his voice.

“Not really. I’ve been kinda sleeping with someone, but I wouldn’t say that we’re seeing each other.” I groaned as I leaned back on my couch. After I’d gotten home from the office, I’d spent most of the evening drinking beer and trying to convince myself that I could break things off with Christina. I knew I needed to, but the way she left my office the other night was a little frightening. She’d gotten really territorial lately, and we weren’t a couple by any means. I knew this, but she seemed to be forgetting. Showing up at the charity ball this weekend with a date might be what I needed to put her back in check. I didn’t like being an asshole, but she had been way too brazen lately. If I didn’t watch it, she could end me.

“Sleeping with who? That woman from work? Are you still fucking the intern?” he gawked.

“I know,” I groaned. “It’s stupid. You don’t need to tell me this.”

“Not just stupid, dude. All she needs to do is tell Daddy on you, and you’ll be looking for a job in another state. What the fuck were you thinking when you dipped into those waters?”

“I wasn’t, ok? I know it was a stupid ass move. I know that I’m in way too deep right now. I know all of this!” I barked into the phone. “You’re my best friend. You’re not supposed to lecture me. You’re supposed to help me. Now, can your sister be my date, or not?”

“I’m sure she’ll do it as long as it doesn’t interfere with her classes. She’s a junior this year, ya know? I’m sure she’d like to rub elbows with some of the higher ups in your firm. She’s hoping to intern there next year,” he laughed lightly while the words drifted into my ears.

“Great. Just what I need,” I sighed. I’d used Jessica as a date before. She was cute, but not my type. She was always such a tomboy. Never really dressed up or wore much makeup. She saw me as more of a brother, and I would never go after my best friend’s sister. “Tell her to text me tomorrow and let me know. It’s formal. I’ll buy her a dress as a thank you if she doesn’t have one that she likes. Tell her to charge it to my account at Bloomingdale’s.”

“Will do,” he chuckled before clicking off the line. I tossed the phone on the coffee table right before it started buzzing. “Christina” lit up the screen. I clicked ignore, but not two seconds later, it flashed with the same message. I’d been dodging her calls for a few days, and could only imagine what next weekend would entail when I walked through the doors with another woman on my arm.

I was fucked. I mean royally fucked. I just didn’t know at the time how bad it was going to get.

WHEN THE WEEKEND
rolled around, I thought I was finally in the clear. I’d avoided being alone all week at the office. Christina had pouted like a little girl at first, but as the days went by, she seemed to accept that I meant it when I said it was over. It had to be.

Now, here I was trying to tie my bowtie as I slipped into my Armani tux. “You’ve come a long way Ty,” I murmured as I shifted my shoulders, slipping into the jacket. I never would have pictured myself here a few years ago. My childhood had been spent climbing trees in the cherry orchard and helping my dad in his hardware store. When my oldest brother Trevor had joined the sheriff’s office, we all thought he’d be the one making something of himself. My parent’s died before they really saw me rise to my full potential. Taylor, my other brother, took over the family business and has been raising his son alone. Well, alone until his old girlfriend breezed into town. Now the two of them are like one person. They spend every minute together. Some people might think I’m jealous, but I’m not. Taylor and Morgan spent the better part of their lives apart. They were meant for each other, but her dick of a father made sure that they didn’t get their happily ever after. If her grandmother hadn’t left her everything in her will, I doubt they ever would have seen the light. Last I heard, they were happy in Cherryville, the town where I grew up.

“Not bad at all,” I whistled under my breath before shoving my wallet into my pocket, and making my way downstairs. A car was picking me up, and I still needed to go get Jessi. She’d called me earlier thanking me for the new dress that I apparently spent way too much money on, but she insisted that she could wear it to a formal she was attending later in the winter. I was just thankful that she said yes. I knew Chrissi would be there, and me showing up with Jessi was just the nail I needed to seal that proverbial door shut permanently.

“Hey,” she called as she climbed in the back beside me. We’d just stopped in front of her building, and I was busy glancing at my phone rather than where we were.

“Hi,” I mumbled before looking up at her. “Wow,” I gasped as she crossed her legs and let out a giggle.

“You like?” she smirked. “Gav said you’d like it.”

“Wow,” I muttered again. “Jess, I mean, wow,” I was tongue tied. I’d never seen her like this. She looked smokin’ in the dress she’d picked, and if I didn’t know she was Gavin’s sister, I’d probably be trying to convince her to come home with me tonight.

The dress fit her like glove. One shoulder was bare, exposing her tanned skin, and the other was covered in a delicate black lace. The entire dress was made up of this same material, but only the section from her tits to right below her butt was lined with something. The rest of the dress showed her skin through the material. It went to her ankles, and on one side, a slit went most of the way up her thigh. Her blonde hair was piled in a mess of curls on top of her head, and she had highlighted her features with just a touch of makeup.

“You are going to get me in so much trouble tonight,” I muttered as the driver pulled away from the curb.

“Why’s that?” She tipped her head as she turned in my direction. Her bare knee brushed mine as she folded her hands in her lap.

“You look like a man’s walking wet dream, and I’m going to spend the evening fighting off all the yahoos I work with.” I shook my head at her. “Has this always been under all the sweats and soccer gear?” I mused.

“I’ve always been a girl, Ty.” She rolled her eyes. “I just don’t do the designer dresses and makeup thing. I do know how to fix myself up though.”

“That’s the truth,” I muttered as the car came to a stop. The driver glanced back at me with a questioning look.