No More Waiting (The James Family Book 3) (2 page)

“Who said I was going with you?” she retorted giving me a sneer.

“That’s what I’m here for and you know it,” I replied just as grumpy.

“Yeah, but you sound like you don’t want to take me. I can manage on my own. I didn’t ask Cam to send anyone to get me.”

“You may not need it, but Cam wanted to make sure you got home safe. This way, little princess.” I pulled her to a stop and took the suitcase from her.

“I’m sorry, too. I feel a little on edge today.”

“Why? Was that jackass on the flight bothering you?”

“No.” She gave me a strange look. Then I realized that I was gritting my teeth when I said that. I must have looked like a total grouch to her. I was walking with a fucking hard on that if anyone looked down they could see. Suit jacket or not, when I walked it pressed against my clothes.

“Are you always so grumpy? Is that part of the whole big bad head of security requirements?”

“No. Truth be told, I find you fucking beautiful, and I’ve got a million fucked up thoughts in my head right now.”

“Like what?” she gulped, nervously looking down. Her eyes caught my erection in her sight, her mouth parting in surprise.

“Lots of dirty shit.”

“Um…”

“Let’s drop it, Vanessa. As you can see, you’ve got me hard as fuck and I can’t even think straight. I’m liable to fuck you in the truck if we keep talking about this, and you won’t be going back to school.”

“But I have to go back and finish.”

“Exactly, so as much as I want to hear you cry out my name I have to let you finish first.” I didn’t tell her that I’d only let her finish out the school year and that was it. If she wanted to still go to school, we’d need to get married. I knew that was an extreme reaction, but the first thing that crossed my mind when she exited was that she was mine.

“Okay…” I grabbed her hand and led her to my truck. She didn’t fight or resist my touch; she just followed along. It took all my will-power to refrain from kissing her.

“If we’re not together then you can let go of my hand.”

“Not yet.” I wasn’t letting go of her hand until she was snug in the truck and we would be together in a matter of time.

We reached my truck, and I stopped to place her suitcase in the bed of my Dodge Ram. I loved my truck, but she was eyeing it like she was confused as fuck. Her eyes immediately went back to my erection which shamelessly hadn’t gone down.

“I guess it’s not overcompensating,” she said. I closed my eyes, trying to stem the flow of cum leaking onto my boxers. It took a moment, but I regained a semblance of control and opened the door for her. She easily managed to get in the truck without my help. She moved so fast that I didn’t have time to move and got a face full of ass. I wanted to lean forward and take a nibble.

Closing the door, I walked around to the back, hoping and wishing my cock would soften before it broke the fuck off. I opened my door to catch her looking at herself in the mirror.

“You’re fucking beautiful. Don’t worry.”

“Thank you.” She blushed again, and all I could think about was how far did it spread down her body. Did her pink extend to those large breasts under that sweater?

“Where’s your coat?”

“I have one at the house. I forgot mine in my room. It’s not quite as cold back at my school.”

“Well, I’m glad I left the truck running.”

“So am I,” she said with a smile.

“Damn, you need to stop,” I informed her.

“Stop what?”

“Being sexy.”

“Wow, your standards are low.”

“Don’t ever talk down about yourself. One day you’ll understand that I won’t tolerate that shit. You’re going to be the mother of my kids in the near future, and they will have the most beautiful mother ever.” She gasped in shock, but it didn’t matter. I was serious. I knew it. One day we’d get married and I’d fuck ten kids into her. Damn, I needed to calm down or I’d come before pulling out of the parking spot.

She was about to say something to me when her phone rang. With a chagrin, she answered, “Hi, Will. Yes, I just got back to Seattle.” He said something to her which must have been about getting together because she responded, “Actually, I don’t have any idea what my plans are for the next three weeks. I have to talk to my family and get that all straightened out, then I’ll give you a call.” Jealousy pumped through my veins, taking away my erection. I was hoping she was talking to her gay best friend or I’d have to knock some punk kid out. I was a grown ass man ready to fight a teen over a girl who was barely eighteen. Shit, I felt like an idiot. Trying to ignore the automatic response to her talking to another man, I drove in silence. She hung up the phone but didn’t look at me again. Damn it, it wasn’t a gay friend she was talking to, it was a boyfriend or ex of some sort.

Needing to have an answer to the burning question running through my brain, I asked, “Is he your boyfriend?”

She still didn’t look at me. It was like there was something captivating her outside her window. “Ex-boyfriend. We broke up when I left for college.”

I wanted to close my eyes and calm down because my ass was losing it already, but I was driving. “So, why is he calling you now?”

“We still talk sometimes. It’s complicated,” she admitted.

Clutching the steering tightly, I drove on trying not to get insanely jealous. “If he’s an ex then you shouldn’t be talking to him.”

“Look, I get that somehow you think you have this authority over me because we’re attracted to each other, but I’m not going to be told who the fuck I can talk to by a man that’s got no right to do so. Talk to me when you man up and want more than to just fuck me. Until then, leave me to do as I please.”

Slamming on the brakes right then and lifting her onto my lap sounded like a good plan. Vanessa needed to be taught a lesson. She was attracted to me and not once tried to hide or fight the attraction until this little fuck called. I was trying to keep my cool because I was moving at a million miles an hour without even committing to a relationship with her. It sucked, but I didn’t know if a long distance thing could work between us. Not that I’d ever do her dirty like that and hook up with someone else, but the stress and worry that would fuck with our heads would be too much.

“Fine, you’re right. You stick to your boy and I’ll look for someone until you’re ready to come back home for good.” I knew that wasn’t what she wanted, but I needed to get her to admit it.

“What?” She finally looked at me. She was awed at my relent.

“What? What? You’re right. We don’t know each other, and I have no intention of interrupting your college goals. So until the day we can see where this leads, I’ll do my thing and you do yours.” I was bluffing out of my ass. I had no intention of finding anyone. I knew she wanted me more than she was letting on. Was it lust or did she feel that immediate connection that I did?

Her mouth opened and closed several times as she thought about what to say. Having nothing to add, she returned to her occupation of looking out the window. I smiled to myself because she was jealous. Good, it’s a start. Now to find a way for her to stay away from this little fuck.

We were almost there when Cam called through the car speaker. “Did you get my sister yet?”

“I’m right here, Cam,” she said, leaning toward the console so he could hear her better.

“Cool. Mom has been harassing me for not getting you myself. I can’t wait to see you, Van.” I knew that Cam loved his little sister a lot. It was sweet to see. If I had a sister, I’d be the same way.

“Me either,” Vanessa replied happily.

“Have you been giving Tim shit?” Cam asked.

“Only a little,” Vanessa admitted with a laugh.

“Good, don’t go running off my right hand man.” Guilt swarmed all over me. I was sent because I could protect her, but all I wanted to do was nail her to the nearest surface and breed her so she couldn’t leave me. I need to get my shit together. I was already thinking thoughts most men didn’t consider when they met a super fine ass chick.

“She can’t scare me off.” I gave her a meaningful look.

“Good. Tomorrow’s the Christmas party.” Cameron reminded both of us. I was looking forward to it now. I’d be able to see her dressed up looking stunning.

“I almost forgot,” she said.

“Yeah. Tim, you better be there, too. Don’t try to ditch like last year. I’ve got some pretty females I’d like you to meet.”

“You know the way to get someone to a party.” I chuckled. Really, all I had eyes for was Vanessa, and that wouldn’t change with some loose broads looking for nice end to a night.

“See you soon, Van.”

“Can’t wait, bro.” Cam hung up returning us to the silence of before. We were only five more minutes away from the large James estate. I knew this relationship was going to be a battle of the wills, but I am a Marine. Patience was something I learned a long time ago.

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Vanessa

I wanted to scream. I didn't say I was going to see Will. He took it that way just because I didn't like being bossed around. We met like five minutes before he started to mark his territory.

It pissed me off when he pulled back and practically did an about-face. It was like he was trying to get me angry. It worked. I couldn't wait to get to the house so I wouldn't have to see him. When Cam mentioned women that only made it worse. I was tempted to invite Will, but that wouldn't be cool. I knew from the moment I saw Tim's photo I wouldn't want anyone else.

If he even flirted with those women, going back to school would be easy because I'd want nothing to do with him.

“You know, Tim. I think it’s best if we forget this attraction.”

He slammed on the brakes and thankfully the road was empty. “What the fuck?”

“Look, one second you’re spitting out that you want me to have your babies and the next you’re setting up time to find hookups with my brother. I might be young, but I’m not stupid. I won’t be waiting around for a manwhore. I can’t trust a man like you, so let’s just call it what it is, lust, and move on.”

“The fuck we’re not. I don’t want any of those chicks Cam’s talking about.”

“Please. You two probably go out looking for ass.”

“No, we don’t. Your brother doesn’t date often because he’s always working.”

“Fine. Let’s just slow it down. After tomorrow’s party, we’ll decide if there’s anything more besides lust.”

“I already know there is, but I’ll give you that. Just so you know, if I find a motherfucker kissing or touching you, I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

“Same here,” I agreed, giving him a dirty ass glare.

We pulled up the front gate and that ended all discussion.

Just before he put it in park, he growled, “Damn, I can’t wait to kiss you.”

“Me either, but not until after the party.”

My mom rushed down the stairs, hugging me tightly. “I missed you!”

“I missed you, too, Mom.” We pulled apart, and I saw Tim out of the corner of my watching me. I shouldn’t have made I eye contact with him. His dirty stare did fucked up things to my girly bits. Even standing outside in this cold winter weather with no coat couldn’t quell the burning desire under my flesh. It actually sent a chill down my spine that gave my mother the wrong impression.

“Oh no, it’s cold out here. Let’s get inside before we get sick. I can’t be a hostess tomorrow if I’m sick. By the way, there’s going to be several young men I want you to meet. They all live here, so maybe you’ll come back.”

“You know I have to finish.”

“I’m only teasing, but I still want you to meet them. Who knows what could happen.”

I watched Tim shake his head slowly behind my mother’s back. It was cool because I just warned him about the broads. My mother walked in front of me and Tim behind. He was so close, I could feel his breath on my neck. Feeling needy and bad, I stopped in my tracks bumping my ass into his body. “Sorry, Tim. I almost slipped.”

“Oh, honey, be careful. You don’t have your winter boots on. Kids,” she said before going up the stairs.

Without anyone seeing, he used his free hand to wrap it around my waist, and pulled me back into his body. I felt the long thick stiffness pressing hard against my ass. “Slipped my ass. But that’s okay. I’ll make you pay for that later.” He quickly snatched my ear between his teeth and sucked, letting go before my mother turned.

“I hate you.” My body was so damn close to convulsing into an intense orgasm.

In a hush, he said, “No you don’t. I’m going to make sure that you never do.” Addressing both of us he said, “I’m going to drop this off then I’ve got to get back to work.” He left my suitcase upstairs and split without saying another word.

The moment he was gone, I knew it was more than lust. I missed him like I hadn’t seen him in forever.

“So, is there something going on between you and Tim?” My mother looked at me suspiciously. I couldn’t fault her because she was right on the money and the energy that flowed between Tim and I was electrifying. I knew it, but I didn’t know if I could handle it.

So I lied, “What? No, of course there isn’t. We just met when he picked me up.”

“Okay, but so you know he’s much older than you.” It couldn’t be clearer that she didn’t believe me. I didn’t know if it was because my heart was pounding and could be heard a mile around or the flushed, embarrassed, guilty expression on my face. Either way, I stood there aching for an older man. I didn’t know how old he was, but he didn’t look that old.

“How much older?” I asked.

“He’s thirty-one.”

“Wow, that’s old. Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m leaving in three weeks so I’m not interested in starting a relationship.” There went another bullshit lie out of my mouth, but my mother didn’t push the issue. Instead, we talked about the school and my roommate.

“Tell me about school.”

“It’s really good. I passed the first semester, and when I go back it will be to all new classes. I hope that it will be easier than the first. With the nice weather it was hard to not ditch somedays, but I made it through.”

“If it becomes too much you could always come back…”