Second Chance at Forever (Forever Book 2) (16 page)

Phillip Reed stopped at nothing to achieve what he had wanted, and in the end I made it easy for him. Reese’s leaving shattered my heart, and I gave up way too easily. I should have searched the world for her until I found my other half of my heart, but I succumbed to my weakness and drowned in my own shit. Repeatedly Reese blamed herself for what happened, even shifting the blame from my father to her. It was I who let him navigate and charter the course for my life. I thought I was the one in charge of my destiny, not him. It was an illusion that I created, and I believed what I was telling everyone else.

The realization of it all was slamming me right into my gut. Nearly eighteen years later, I was still broken, but not for long. Reuniting with Reese was my game changer. She broke the chains that had bounded me to this life of just existing and going through the motions. By walking back into my life, it all changed, and now I was on a different path…leading right back to my woman.

I still don’t forgive you, father.

The old man was right about one thing. I would seek my revenge on every last single breathing soul that hurt us. This I promised on the rotting corpse of my father, Phillip Reed. They would pay for the pain and loss they caused us, every fucking one of them.

Reese Mitchell was meant to be my wife, and I would not give her up without a fight, husband or not.

THOUGHTS OF WALKER dominated my dreams all through the night. I could still smell his cologne on my body. My bottom lip was still swollen from his kiss.
What am I doing? I’m married to Samuel and can’t be fantasizing about my former lover. But Walker was so much more than that. Walker was my…forever.

When we were together, every time I had closed my eyes, I could see our future together and all it could be. Walker and I talked for many hours about our plans and how we would marry, work in our chosen careers, and eventually start our family. The day his father showed up at his apartment, my dreams became a distant memory, my reality a nightmare.

What would it be like to make love with Walker again?
He held me so close to his chest last night. I could have easily let my walls crumble around me and do him right there.

What the hell? I have to stop this…and now.
I had my chance with Walker, and it was me who walked away. I have had to live with and accept the choices I made all those years ago. To see him now after all of this time apart, brought it all back.

I want him back. I’ve always wanted him.
Stop it, Reese!
This was not getting me anywhere, and looking at the clock, I can’t believe I was still in bed. Enough daydreaming for one day. I had to get ready for this luncheon and show Riley all of my favorite places on campus where Walker and I used to go. I mean the places,
I
used to go.
I think I should take a cold shower to knock some sense into me.

I felt a bit better after my artic shower; nothing like dousing yourself with cold water to extinguish the flames of your fantasy.
It’s exactly that…a fantasy.
Was I fooling myself all those years ago with Walker? We were so different, but he never cared about our social circles, he just wanted me. As I sat at the vanity table, I looked at my sad reflection staring back at me. My mind began to wander again, getting lost in the memories of my past.

I am a foolish woman. I never deserved him, because I truly didn’t trust his love, I see that now. All he ever wanted from me was to believe in what we had, and although I told him that I did believe, maybe somewhere deep inside, I didn’t. I thought I was so tough, but I was weak, just like
her
, my sad mother who didn’t have the strength to fight. I did this to us. I let his father control me and destroy what we had and any chance of building our future together. This is on me. Stupid woman!

I quietly sobbed for a brief minute, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the table mirror was shattered into pieces.
Oh my god! What am I doing? How will I explain this to my daughter?
I needed air. I had to get out of there and clear my head.

I called out to Riley from my bedroom, but heard no response. I looked for Riley, only to find a note that she had left for me.

So much for spending quality time with your mom, Riley.
She was quite the sneak, leaving me a note and sneaking out to meet her boyfriend. I sighed. I was jealous of my own daughter. She was in love with a wonderful boy, and I was here alone in my hotel room. My husband was a workaholic who paid no mind to me at all, and when he did, I was thrown over a desk for a passionless and meaningless fuck.

I felt a sudden headache beginning to form, and I massaged my temples. Grabbing my coat and purse, I made my way to the door, when I heard something.
Is it
him
? Walker? He’s here? But why?
I dropped my things on the couch, and before opening the door, I quietly listened.

“Reese, are you there? Please open the door…I need you.” He sounded so sad and defeated. My heart hurt just listening to his voice. He knocked again, and then again. I took a step back from the door, and let out rapid breaths. I’d been there before with Walker, and I was no fool to know what would happen next, but I just didn’t care anymore. I gave up believing on fate when we were separated. So why question fate now?
He’s here now. My love is here, no more questions.

I opened the door to see Walker standing before me. My eyes scanned over his body. He looked breathtaking in his three piece black Armani suit. I could feel my heart beating faster as he stared back at me with the same carnal desire. No words were needed between us, our bodies communicated for us. Walker stepped in to my hotel room and pulled me into his chest. He kicked the door, closing it behind him, and he crashed his lips onto mine.

Walker’s touch awakened feelings that had been suppressed deep in my soul since the day I had left him. My body craved Walker like a drug. I was on fire with every touch he placed on my body. I parted my lips, allowing his tongue to plunder my mouth. He sucked and pulled on my bottom lip until it swelled.

Walker lifted me into his arms and carried me into my bedroom. He locked the door behind him to keep the rest of the world out, and we were in our own private bubble. All of our years apart, and my body still responded so easily to his.

He slid me down his hard muscled chest until my feet touched the floor. My legs felt weak and unsteady after our kiss. He turned and sat in the chair that faced me. Walker asked me to remove my clothing and to do it slowly; I willingly complied. I wanted him…I hungered for him…I would do anything for him.

I remembered how this game of ours was played. Walker loved to watch me undress, as he issued his commands one by one. First, I unzipped my black pencil skirt. I slowly pulled the zipper down, and let it fall to my feet.

Walker knelt down in front of me; asking me to step out of my fallen skirt. Gracefully, I managed to do so. He ran his hands up the insides of my legs, feeling the silk stockings that I was wearing. Silk stockings were always his weakness. When we made love for the first time, my stockings remained. I could see that his preference hadn’t changed. Walker leaned backwards onto his heels and whispered, “Continue.”

I began to undo my white frilly blouse; it was low cut with only three buttons. I opened one side at a time, noticing Walker running his tongue over his lips. When my blouse was completely open, I let it drop to the floor to join my skirt.

I gave Walker quite the floor show. I twirled my body around and placed my hands on my hips, seeking his approval. Wearing my new La Perla silk thong and matching bra, I was silently thanking Riley for dragging me on a shopping trip to Neiman Marcus.

To my surprise, I began stroking my hands up and down my silk covered thighs until they reached my sex. I always enjoyed teasing Walker. It got me off, and I knew he was turned on by it. Walker asked me to touch myself; he didn’t need to ask me twice.

My hands glided on the outside rim of my now soaked-through panties. I arched my back and moaned out my pleasure. Walker leaped up and scooped me into his arms. He shrugged out of his suit jacket, as I tore at his shirt. With trembling fingers, I reached for his belt and undid his pants.

He looked deep into my eyes, as if he were telling me what to do next; I knew exactly what he wanted. My hands found his waist again, and I slowly slid his pants down. Standing before me was a beautiful, naked Walker.

Walker’s stomach was lined with perfect sculpted abdominal muscles while the rest of his body was lean and toned. He had tribal art running down the insides of his ribs with an inscription written through it. Walker never had a tattoo while we were together, so this intrigued me.

I stepped back to admire him. To be a wise ass, Walker gave me a twirl and placed his hands on his hips. I smiled and stepped forward again, this time dropping to my knees in front of him. I took him into my mouth and began circling my tongue around his tip. He tasted delicious. Walker aggressively placed his hands on the sides of my head and guided my mouth over his long, hard length. He was a savage, and I was the prey. I took him in deeper and deeper, until his hands gripped my hair causing a touch of pain, but so pleasurable.

“Reese, stop it now. If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, release me…now!”

The hell with that!
He didn’t want to come into my mouth, but I wanted him to. I needed him to mark me again. I clamped my lips around him, and at that moment, he let go and hot liquid oozed down my throat.

Walker’s body shook from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He pulled me up from my shoulders to once again crash his lips onto mine. He leaned into my ear and whispered, “Your turn, baby.” Quickly reaching down to lift me into his arms, he kissed me again. “I love how I taste in your mouth. Have you missed it?”

“What?” I just looked at him with my glazed over eyes. He placed me in the middle of the bed and rolled his tongue over his lips, hungry with carnal desire for me.

“Have you missed me, Reese? How my hands feel when I run them up and down your delectable body? Have you missed my fingers entering your pussy, hitting every spot that gets you to scream my name?”

He entered me with two fingers, and at that moment my hips bucked forward and just wanted more. “Say it, Reese! Say how much you’ve missed this. Say how much you’ve missed me. Say it, dammit! Scream it if you have to, but say it!”

“Yes, Walker, yes to all of it. Please, Walker, I need you inside of me. I want you Walker. I’ve always wanted you. It’s been so long…please fuck me.”

“Fuck you, I shall.”

I’d never felt freer than at this climatic moment with Walker, he could spin my body around with one touch. My body needed this…It needed him…We needed this.

“Keep the stilettos on and your eyes open. I want you to watch me make you come.”

Oh holy hell!
Walker opened my legs as wide as he could. He ran his teeth along my panties and ripped them off of my body. He skimmed his tongue over my clit until he parted my folds with his lips.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on for long, clutching the sheets as Walker worked me over with his tantalizing tongue. Only Walker could make me come undone, sending me teetering on the edge of the precipice until my body exploded with multiple orgasms. Electric pulses ignited through me. The current intensified as Walker went deeper inside of me. He stopped and commanded me to let go, and my orgasm exploded onto him. My body was trembling from my climax.