Learning To Love (The Griffin Brothers Book 4) (30 page)

I can’t answer. He’s
moving in and out, faster and harder each time. I’m on some faraway
planet until he stops moving. “Why are you stopping?”

“You didn’t answer
me.”

“Yes, dammit. I
missed your cock.”

He starts to move
again. “Did you touch yourself?”

“Mm-hmm”

He pulls out then and
starts stroking himself. “This is what I did. Every fucking night
and then again in the morning. I fucked my hand while I thought of
you.”

I slide my hand down my
body and do what I know he wants me to. I show him what I did. “
Every
morning and night I fucked myself with my fingersand thought of
you
.”

He gives me that killer
smile of his and then pushes my hand aside as he enters me again. He
gets our rhythm going and within minutes I’m coming again. He comes
hard right after me and collapses on top of me, still semi-hard
inside of me.

“I’ll get off you
in a second. I just can’t move yet.”

“Why are you getting
off me when you’re still hard enough to stay inside of me?”

“Umm…can’t move.
That kind of hinders the sexy times.”

I laugh and nuzzle his
neck. “We
do
have
all night.”

* * *

Luke

I wake up wrapped
around Olivia, smiling as I remember last night. I made love to my
wife all over our house. We ate after the first time because we both
needed it, and cuddled while watching the rest of the game. By the
time it was over, we were both more than ready for round two. I don’t
even know how many times I came. There was slow and sweet, more fast
and hard, plus the times she used her mouth on me. Best. Night. Ever.
Seriously.

I know we were supposed
to talk more, and I tried to be good, I really did. I’m glad she
didn’t let me, though. We can talk today. Or tomorrow. It doesn’t
really matter. I mean, yeah, I want to know why she kissed Blaine and
whatever else happened. But we’re together, and that’s what’s
really important.

I should let her sleep,
but I’m so hard it hurts. I’ll let her sleep the rest of the day,
if she needs to, but I need her now. I start kissing the back of her
neck while I slide my hand between her legs. It takes a minute, but
she wakes up on a moan and starts moving against my hand as I nibble
my way down her spine.

I’m so into what I’m
doing that I don’t notice her start to move until I’m on my back
and she’s over me. “I need a ride.”

I smile big as I put my
hands behind my head. “They’re free for you, so please climb on.
Kisses are, too, just so you know.”

She gets a weird look
on her face for a moment, but it passes, and she’s smiling again.
Olivia doesn’t kiss me like I was expecting, though, so I stop her
when she moves over my cock. She won’t look me in the eye and her
smile is gone. She tries to move away but I hold her with one hand
while I pull her head up so I can look in her eyes. I give her what I
hope is a questioning look, and it seems to work. She starts talking.

“I-I got paid for a
kiss.”

“What?” I
involuntarily reel back a little. It’s out of shock and nothing
else, but she starts to cry and pulls away before I’ve recovered
enough to stop her. I reach for her, but she dodges me and runs from
the room. Shit. Running with a raging hard on isn’t easy, but I
have to stop her before she leaves. Because I know she’s leaving.

I get downstairs as
she’s pulling a on a pair of boy short panties. I pull her into my
arms before she can put anything else on. She’s shaking, and I want
to soothe her and let her know I love her. That kissing some random
person, for money she obviously needed, is okay. Well, not okay, but
it doesn’t change anything between us. I hold her tight and kiss
her all over her face, catching as many tears as I can.

“You can tell me
about it or not, but it’s okay.
We’re
okay.”

“Th-the day of Rose’s
graduation, I wanted to take a shower. I’d been living in my car
for a few days. My hair was greasy and I smelled a little already. I
went to the truck stop, thinking I’d saved just enough money for
one, but my card got declined.”

She stops talking for a
minute and I just rub her back and keep kissing her. “I begged the
worker to let me come back later with the money, but he said no. No
one else in line was willing to help me, either. Like I said, I
looked
like a
stereotypical homeless person. People were looking at me like I was
lower than the dirt they scraped off their shoes.”

“Bastards.”

She takes a deep breath
before continuing. “The cashier was telling me to move on when
Blaine was all of a sudden there, saying he’d pay if I’d kiss
him.”

Dead. Man. He’s a
fucking dead man.

She looks at me, then.
“I didn’t want to. I swear. I never wanted my lips anywhere near
any part of him. But I couldn’t go to the graduation looking like I
did. It was her day. And…and…I was seeing you.”

“I know, honey. I
believe you. I’m going to kill him. You know that, right?”

“No. You. Are. Not.”
She pulls away and looks me in the eye.

“You think I’m okay
with what he did to you? That I can just let this go?”

“Not at all. But I
don’t want you going to jail when I just got you back. You can beat
him up, but no killing. You have to promise, or I won’t tell you
the rest.”

I don’t want to, but
I do. “I promise.”

“Can we sit down?”
I nod and lead her to the couch, pulling her onto my lap. “I went
to give him a little peck and he, well, the only way to describe it
is he attacked my lips. I refused to open them for him, but it was
disgusting and he really tried.” She shudders a little,
remembering. “I felt so dirty. I couldn’t look at anyone as I
went to the showers. I’d just sold a part of me for a shower.”

“You weren’t dirty.
You
aren’t
dirty.
One of those people in line could’ve helped you, especially after
Blaine got involved. What is wrong with our fucking society that we
can’t help people?”

“Not all people are
like that, Luke. I was just unlucky that day. I have one more thing
to tell you, because I saw Blaine yesterday at the restaurant where I
was having my meeting. There was no kissing involved, but he made me
an offer.”

“What kind of offer?”

“He said that some of
the guys at the frat house would be willing to pay $1,000 each to
fuck Luke Griffin’s wife. I punched him in his junk in the middle
of the restaurant.”

She looks sheepish, and
I burst out laughing. My wife is pretty amazing. “You punched him
there?”

“I was mad.”

“That’s awesome.
Like, seriously awesome, Ollie.”

“Yeah? You’re not
disgusted by me anymore?”

“I was
never
disgusted by you. You shocked me upstairs, that’s all.”

“Oh.”

“Next time, please
don’t run. Stay and talk to me. Especially when my cock’s so
hard. Running after you wasn’t exactly easy.”

“I will, and I’m
sorry.” She reaches down and grabs me, stroking slowly. “Do I
still get my ride?”

“Oh yeah,” I tell
her as I tear off her panties, and then lift her over me. She
proceeds to ride us both into oblivion and we fall asleep on the
couch.

Luke

I’ve got a smile on
my face as I pull into my parents’ driveway later in the day.
Olivia and I spent most of the day in bed. And the pool. She hadn’t
seen it since it was finished, and we took advantage of being alone
to play in there without our bathing suits. I think we may have
raised the water temperature a little. It was definitely hot.

I didn’t want to
leave her, but I have to go to this dinner. Rose needs me. And my
wife needs her sleep. I’ll see her in a couple of hours and show
her how much I missed her. Because I already do, and it’s only been
twenty minutes since I left our house.

I’m still smiling
when I walk into the backyard. Until I see Blaine there with his
parents. My thoughts turn murderous, and although I remember my
promise, I want to break it right now. I take a deep breath as I walk
up to the table.

“You need to leave,
Blaine.”

“He’s our guest,
and he’s not going anywhere,” Olivia’s dad says to me.

I don’t break eye
contact with Blaine. “I promised my wife I wouldn’t kill you
because she doesn’t want me going to jail. She did say I could fuck
you up a little, though. After what she did to you yesterday, it
would probably be too easy, since I’m sure you haven’t
recovered.”

He jumps from his chair
and backs away a little. “I can explain, man. I was just playing
around.”

“Playing around?” I
round the table and he keeps walking backwards.

“Yeah. It was just
fun.”

“Let me get this
straight. You walked into a truck stop on Rose’s graduation day and
saw Olivia didn’t have enough money for a shower. Instead of just
giving her the money, you made her kiss you for it. Then came here
and made it seem like something it wasn’t. As if that wasn’t
enough, you followed her into a restaurant yesterday, and told her
that if she didn’t want to live in her car anymore, you could get
some frat guys to pay $1,000 each to fuck her because she’s my
wife, and she ‘tamed’ me. That’s your idea of fun?”

“Blaine! How could
you?” His mother comes up next to me and she looks both horrified
and ready to kill him herself.

“Mom, come on, you
know I was playing.”

“What I know is that
your father has condoned this kind of behavior from you for too
long.” She turns to her husband. “If this isn’t enough for you
to realize how bad he is and cut him off, then I don’t know what it
will take. I won’t be around for it, though.”

Her husband can see
that she’s serious, and he stands and faces Blaine. “Your
mother’s right. This has gone on too long. We’ve had to clean up
too many messes for you. That you would say and do those things to
Olivia is the final straw. You’re on your own. You have a college
degree and you should be using it. I’ll pay one more month of rent
and car insurance for you and buy you some groceries, but your credit
cards will be canceled immediately.”

“Dad, no. Come on.
You know Olivia’s a hot piece of ass. You would’ve done the same
thing at my age.”

Before I can hit him,
Olivia’s dad is on Blaine. He punches him hard and then grabs him
by his collar. “I always liked you. Even when my daughters told me
you were behaving badly, I waved it off. If I ever hear you talk
about either of my girls in the way you just talked about Olivia, I
will
kill you.”

He lets him go, and
Blaine practically runs from the backyard. I just stand there for a
minute, trying to calm down. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up
and see the regret in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Luke. You
are
the honorable man my daughter said you were. Thank you for loving
her, and treating her right. She deserves only the best and it looks
like she found it.”

“I
do
love her. I hope that you can mend your relationship eventually, but
I can tell you it won’t be easy.” He nods and we both turn and
sit down at the table.

“Never a dull moment
at our house,” my dad says, making everyone laugh.

Dinner goes pretty
well. Rose and her parents talk and make progress. She’s not going
to move in with them, and things aren’t perfect. They
are
better, though. She walks out with me to my car to grab
her clothes for the week.

“So, you and my
sister are back together?”

“Yep.”

“I’m so glad.”

“Me too. Thanks for
your help.”

“You’re thanking
me? I’ve been living at your house, and you’ve been supporting me
for almost a month.”

“That’s what family
does, Rose. We take care of each other.”

“I’m really glad
you’re my family.”

“Me too.”

We hug, and then I get
in my car and drive home to my wife. When I walk into the house, I
stop short. Everything’s back. All the knickknacks and little
plaques with inspirational sayings that Olivia loves, and I’d
packed up. It’s
our
home again. I walk from room to room, but don’t find her. I’m
confused until I realize where she is.

I smile when I walk
outside and see her floating on a pool raft in the deep end. She went
shopping. I told her to when I gave her her debit and credit cards
back. She didn’t buy a new bathing suit, though. Or at least she’s
not wearing it if she did. She smiles back at me as she sits up and
straddles the raft.

“You have too many
clothes on.”

I strip off my shirt
and jeans but make her wait for my briefs. “Better?”

“Yes, better. But not
the
best.
”

I walk to the pool
steps and start stepping down into the water. I pull my briefs down a
little, letting the head of my cock pop out. “How about now?”

“Even better.”

I stop when the water
gets to my waist and drop down into the water, pulling my briefs all
the way off as I come back up. I step back a little and turn away
from her as the water laps at the top of my ass cheeks. I let her see
and then turn to face her.

“Sweet Holy Jesus.
You look like some magazine billboard with the water dripping off you
and just…God, I’m a lucky woman.”

“Are you going to
come over here and play, or do I have to come to you?”

She slides off the raft
and under the water. A few seconds later, she surprises me by
grabbing my ankles and pulling me under. I’m back out of the water,
and she’s splashing me in the face until I grab her and pull her to
me. “You said you wanted to play.”

“I did and I do,” I
tell her as I dunk us both under. We’re kissing when we break the
surface. “I had other playing in mind, though.”