Take Cover (6 page)

“Fuck. Charlette,” I growled at her command.

Her tight, slick pussy clamped on my cock and held on for dear life. It was symbolic really, since I knew exactly what she was doing. I saw the tears falling from her wounded face at my reaction to the black lace panties she had worn for me.

She had tried to please me, even while I fought her, even when I saw right through her and imagined she was Emily. It was a horrible thing to do to her.

Tonight. This moment. It was purely for me. I knew just what she was doing. For the first time, since I had agreed to this arrangement with her years ago, I felt something shift inside me toward her. I appreciated her... cherished her love for me.

Her nails dug into my skin as she neared her climax, and I once again, slowed to a gentle pace, not ready for this to end. I needed to thank her, wanted to show just how much I wanted to be able to give her what she wanted, though we both knew that I could never. Emily ruined me for anyone else.

“Look at me, Charlette,” I demanded, wanting her to feel what I couldn’t say with words. She needed to know.

She did as told and opened her eyes, looking up at me in gorgeous ecstasy, her face flushed with adoration and pain. I held her gaze as I drove into her with deliberate forceful strokes, making sure to hit the spot that would surely send her over the edge. She didn’t look away; instead she stared back at me with tears rimmed at the edges of her eyes.

“Je ferais si je pouvais.
I would if I could
,” I moaned, just as I felt the tightness building in my balls. I couldn’t hold off much longer as the pressure grew at the base of my cock.

“Je sais, mon amour.
I know, my love
,” Charlette comforted, and I cursed myself for doing this to her.

Even while I told her that I couldn’t be with her, she offered her comfort, concerned only for me. Leaning forward, I devoured her lips, piercing her with my tongue, wanting desperately to make this count for her.

She moaned against my lips, panting heavily as I delved harder. She met each thrust with her own grinding; her ample breasts bounced from the impact of my cock slamming into her hot, silky pussy. Her walls trembled, signally her release, gripping tightly around my cock as she cried out my name.  The waves of her orgasm crashed through her. She clung to me with a deadly grip, milking me and sending me over the edge as my own wave took hold of me.

Thank you
, I thought as we descended the euphoric high.

“Here, babe, drink this,” Suzie said, as she handed me the tea she had made for both Shane and I.

When she arrived chiming her sweet threats through the door, in her good ol’ Suzie way, Shane opened the door for her. For the second time since I had met the woman; she was speechless, just like the day she had first met him. It had been shortly after my accident. I still remember the flushness in her cheeks when she barged into my bedroom, to escape the sexy man who had paid me an unexpected visit, Shane.

At the time, I didn’t give it much thought, since Shane was absolutely stunning, and I imagined any woman would have reacted that way with him. But now, as I lay on the couch, looking at the unspoken exchange between the two, I knew there was more to it than that.

Her breath hitched, and his hands gripped the doorknob hard enough that his knuckles turned white, like he was holding on for dear life. “Nice to meet you again,” Suzie practically moaned, before catching herself and straightening up. Suzie wasn’t the type of woman to allow any man to make her flustered, but there was an obvious crack in her otherwise steel resolve. She wanted him. It was clear to see.

Shane offered her a panty melting smile, the same smile Julien had used on me, time and time again, and opened the door wider for her to enter. “Likewise... likewise.”

Looking between the two, I smiled softly at their exchange, but soon, my smile morphed into a frown. Julien and I had been like them, once. He had caused me to go flush with need with just a smile from his beautiful, plump, gorgeous, lips. But now, he was with Charlette, his wife. The thought of that made my heart feel like it had been ripped out of my chest.

Julien and Charlette. Together. The image of them was one I would never forget. I felt sick the instant I realized he wasn’t alone. How could he do this to me?
You’re the one who broke up with him, Em.

Fuck! I had made a huge mess of things. I had caused him to go running into her arms... her bed.

“So what are you going to do now?” Suzie queried. She took her seat next to me on the couch, her eyes looking to anything but the sexy man across from her.

I had filled her in on everything that happened at the restaurant between Julien and Shane. Shane had already cleaned up before she arrived, bandaging his face where there were now deep cuts. All the while, he swore as he tended to his wounds that when Julien realized how much he had fucked up, he would repay him with the same treatment.

“Nothing. It’s over,” I answered honestly. Really, what could I do? He made his choice. His wife. There was obviously nothing I could do to change that. He had moved on after only a short time, reclaiming his wife.
Fucking bastard.

Shane cleared his throat, forcing both Suzie and me to turn to look at him. “I know you’re upset, given the circumstances, but I don’t think you should give up, just yet. He obviously still lo—”

I didn’t let him finish, “Don’t you dare say it! Do not sit there and tell me, that he fucking loves me, when he’s out parading around with that bitch in his arm.” The bile that rose in my throat choked me, as I thought about all they could have done together in a weeks’ time. “He doesn’t fucking love me, Shane,” I choked out in sobs, my heart breaking at the confession.

“Would a man who’s moved on, do this to me?” he softly countered. “He nearly killed me out there,” he continued, as I mulled over his words. “I know my brother, and a reaction like this tells me that not only does he still love you, but he has never stopped.” I lifted my head so that my eyes meet his. “Trust me.”

I wanted to. I wanted to believe that tonight was one big misunderstanding. That he hadn’t betrayed our love. Though, we’d been apart for what felt like forever, Julien had never left me completely. His presence still haunted me in my dreams; each and every night. Gripping hands, smooth, strong chest, plump, sweet lips... God, I missed him. But now, it was all gone. He would share those things with her.

“Fuck that shit! He’s a dick and you need to forget his ass,” Suzie chimed in with a bitter groan, her anger evident on her face. “I told that fucker, I would kick his ass if he ever hurt you. Seems to me he wasn’t taking me seriously...” she continued, before pausing and turning to Shane. “Let that shithead know that his days are numbered.”

Shane lifted to his feet and took quick strides to Suzie. I watched as Suzie gulped when he towered over her, though she tried to appear unfazed. “Has anyone ever told you that it isn’t ladylike to threaten?” he hissed, in a sensual tone that was not lost to me.

Suzie looked up at him. I could swear she had climaxed right there in front of him, but she quickly composed herself, blinking back the look of sweet satisfaction from her eyes. Her lips turned up in a flirtatious smirk. “Who the fuck said I was a lady?” She accentuated each word slowly, her eyes glaring up at him in defiance, lustful.

Suzie broke away from his lust-filled eyes first, realizing that she had been ogling him in my presence, not that it had ever stopped her before. “Y’all need to get a fucking room, already.” I shook my head in slight amusement.

Suzie waved her hand, dismissing the sexually charged moment I had witnessed between her and Shane. “No need. I mean he’s a fucking Belmont. He’s an enemy by default,” she tried to convince me, but nothing would persuade me otherwise. She wanted Shane, just as badly as he desired her.

“Sure, whatever.” I rolled my eyes and looked up at Shane, who hadn’t broken his hooded gaze. “Um, enemy... I think I need some girl time. Time to go home,” I announced, before lifting to my feet, taking hold of his hand and leading him to my door.

He went willingly, with a knowing smirk on his lips and look of determination on his face. He continued to gape at Suzie, not doubt undressing her in his mind.
God, these Belmont men are savages.

Leaving the ladies to do their bonding, I headed home. It felt like I hadn’t seen my condo in such a long time, that it actually felt weird when I walked in.

Spending so much time with Emily had been exhausting. It was the first time I had cared for a woman without getting something in return. Luckily for Emily, I didn’t see her in that way. Suzie, on the other hand, was another story.

I wasn’t sure what it was about the woman that made me want to fuck her into submission, but that attitude of hers made my dick twitch with need. It was a wonder I didn’t throw her ass over my shoulder and carry her into the next room, showing her just what talking back would earn her. Snickering at the thought, I slumped onto my bed with a sigh.

Suzie wasn’t normally the type of woman I’d go for. She was way too outspoken and free willed. My bedding résumé normally consisted of young, hot blondes, who wanted nothing more than to be wined and dined with my money. They all knew that I wasn’t the type to do relationships, but in exchange for their sexual companionship I took care of their needs. That is, until the next set of women came along or I grew bored with them.

Still, there was something about Suzie that I seemed to be drawn to. Since that very first time I had laid eyes on her, I knew it was only a matter of time before I had her beneath me and screaming my name.

She tried to put up a front, pretending that I didn’t have any effect on her, but I knew... I knew that she felt the same sizzling need. Once things with Julien and Emily were squared away, I would be sure to drive my dick into that hungry pussy of hers, quenching both of our thirsts.

In the meantime, I needed to focus. Julien’s reaction, earlier tonight, fucked things up big time. Going with my previous plan would be nearly impossible if he really thought that I would even look at Emily in a sexual way.

I couldn’t blame him. Emily was an attractive woman. Had I met her first, I would have definitely made a move on her, but I wasn’t the kind of man to go after anything that belonged to my brother. Not now, not ever!

Apparently Julien thought I was capable of crossing the unspoken boundaries set between brothers.