Defying Fate (34 page)

“No, oh gosh could you imagine.” Talk about mortifying.

“She most likely already knows it, can’t fool that lady. Spent a lot of time with her when you were gone, she kept us all sane, her son was another thing though. She saw firsthand how much her son ached for you my dear. That is why we all knew the disaster with Tiffany was just a dog and pony show. He would never intentionally hurt you. That boy is one hundred percent in love with you.” She says this pointing a finger at my heart.

I blush.

“Thanks, Kara for helping me.” My smile slowly turns into a grimace, I have to admit. “I want to rip Tiffany’s eyeballs out.”

Kara says ‘ugh’ appearing angry. “Don’t worry, get in line I get her first.”

No mistaking the anger in her voice. I’ve had something on my mind in regards to Liam and her, so I had to ask.

“Liam okay with that? By the way, what is going on with you two?” Narrowing my eyes, I ask with the slight curl of my lip.

“Oh, it’s just great sex, he’s like sex on a stick.” She says without having to think about it.

Oh God, really?

“Pfft, please tell me something I don’t already know. I can hear you two as well remember, thin walls and all.” I say laughing so hard we both end up cracking up and boy, it feels so good to laugh.

“Oh honey, he makes me laugh and he keeps me satisfied. It’s a win-win.”

“Well, I’m happy for you and I’m happy for me as well,” Looking from her to the sky above, I think we both are on cloud nine.

“You did good Izzy.” She whispers to me.

Holding back my impending laugh, I chuckle, “Yeah, he’s not so bad is he?”

“Not so bad, are you kidding me? He is like one hundred percent alpha male sex God. Watch out ladies your panties are going to melt or at least be soaking wet with this man. Jesus Izzy!”

Oh my God, I am laughing so hard I have tears in my eyes.

I admit wiping my tears. “Seriously, I am so screwed.”

Giving me a look of ‘duh’, Kara says, “Well, that goes without saying, look at the man.”

“No, no I mean I am so completely in love with him. I never knew this kind of love, never thought I would find it after everything with Dominic, you know?” Sadness creeps back into my voice before I feel the smack from her hand. Ouch!

“Hey,” Kara snaps her fingers at me. “No more sadness, he is G.O.N.E. Never to return, you deserve all the happiness and orgasms a woman can have with your man, a man whom any woman would love to lick from head to toe. You got him honey, now enjoy him.” Her sideways glance shows me a hint of her Cheshire cat smile.

“Yeah, you’re right. Braxton is like my personal Popsicle. I swear I get lost in those eyes of his. I’m a lucky, lucky lady. Don’t even get me started on his most favorite body part.” I sigh as my mental image of a naked Braxton takes over my mind, and I’m not only panty melting wet, I realize how bad I got it for him.

She is interrupting my daydream, with her snickering. “Get your mind out of the gutter, or at least share the monumental image you have going on. Not fair not to share with your best friend here.”

I pucker my lips and blow her a kiss.

“Bitch,” She says, jokingly rolling her eyes.

“Hey, you got your own piece of eye-candy. I got you your motorcycle man, one with an MC even. You should owe me.” I shrug towards her.

“Yeah, yeah I suppose you’re right.”

She pauses showing a more serious expression.

“You know, in your absence we all had some late night talks. I told the guys some things from your past so they could comprehend the hell you were living. It was hard, but Brax needed to hear it. He needed to know no matter what happened that you didn’t want it, you had no choice.” She says as her eyes tear up.

Reaching out, I hug her as we talk about what I did experience. She mostly cries, as I relive those moments that are better off forgotten. So much has happened, so many things I never thought I would have to feel again. My family is a lost battle I know, for now I won’t try to make it right if ever. They decided to cut me loose, granted they did not know they were being manipulated by Dominic. The cold facts are they washed their hands of me.

At some point, Braxton and Liam walk out as we all sit on my porch. Cold beers in our hands, we try to find some lighter topics to discuss. Braxton has me curled in his lap. Liam is sitting with Kara laying in-between his legs. This is nice, having my best friend here with me like this, is awesome.

“You know Izzy,” Liam says lightheartedly. “Emma has non-stop talked about you. She threatened Brax within an inch of his life if he didn’t make things right with you.” With a slap to Braxton’s shoulder, Liam laughs and says, “Fucking loved every minute of it.”

“Shut it fucker,” Braxton grumbles are felt as he’s holding me tighter against him.

“Smart woman,” I say, snuggling into his chest.

“I would pay to watch her beat his ass.” Kara laughs so hard she chokes on her beer.

Liam can hardly contain his laughing. “Jesus can’t take you anywhere girl,” He says, inspecting his legs for any spilled beer.

Slapping his knee, Braxton jokingly laughs. “Don’t need to take her out, strip her naked and have your fun.”

“Amen brother.” Liam gleams at Braxton with a twinkle in his eyes.

They high five one another, I laugh while Kara shrugs it off and goes back to snuggling in-between his legs.

Braxton inches closer to whisper in my ear. “Hey Sparkplug, how’s my girl doing?” He pauses to kiss me just under my ear as I giggle. “My mom called me after her talk with you. She’s making sure I mind my p’s and q’s.”

“I’m doing okay. Believe it, or not your mom made up my mind for me.” I peer over my shoulder to look into his gazing eyes.

He looks slightly confused, cocking his head. “How so?”

I reach up and stroke his cheek. “She told me how much you love me and how miserable you have been. She made me see things in a different light. It’s all crystal clear to me now.” My heart spills over as my eyes never leave his not for one second.

Those big warm, sparkling orbs are gently closing as he brings his face closer to mine. His tongue darts out to lick his lower lip right before they make contact. The softness of his touch restricts my ability to take another breath. I will my eyes to stay open not daring to miss a second of this moment. Like always, as soon as his lips touch mine, it's all over. I’m internally begging him to strip me naked. It’s insane how much I crave the feel of him inside of me.

“Oh, here they go again,” Liam clears his throat, saying, “I will take this as our cue to leave.”

Oh shit, I got so into Braxton no one else mattered, I simply forgot we had company with us. Yep, embarrassing.

“Take care of her Brax.”

Walking inside the house with Kara holds his hand, Liam stops and winks looking back over his shoulder.

“Well,” Braxton says jokingly, “we know how to clear a room don’t we?”

“Sure do,” I laugh so hard I snort. “If this is all it takes, we are golden honey.”

“God, I love it when you call me honey, never had a woman do that before.” His eyes glaze over appearing more serious, more loving. ”With you, everything is better. Love you Izzy.”

Sweetly caressing my hands with his thumbs he grips them pulling me toward him. Falling onto him, I squeal as he lies back on the porch floor. Lying in his arms, it's his most breathtakingly beautiful smile that reaches deep into my soul. It’s the moment, the single moment I know he’s the one.

Holding his hand to my heart, I shake with every breath I take. “I feel it, you know. Your mom explained it to me and boy oh boy, was she right. I feel you all the way from the top of my head down to the tip of my toes. I’m hopelessly in love with you Braxton.”

“Remind me to buy my mom flowers tomorrow, she just saved the girl of my dreams. Never thought of my mom as my ace in my pocket but hey, I’m not complaining.” Tracing his finger down my cheek, he whispers, his hot breaths sizzle against my lips. “I fucking love you; you have taken hold of my heart and own it. Don’t ever want it back either, it’s yours to keep.”

Sitting up, I straddle him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to my face. I’m kissing him starting at one ear to the other and everywhere in between. His gasps and muscle spasms spring to life his erection that is now hard as stone. Being naughty, I marvel at the feeling of his body and slowly twist my hips to grind against him.

I’m wearing a maxi skirt, so it’s pretty easy access for him. Or should I say for me to get what I want. I fumble with his jeans, using both of my hands to pop his button. Slowly I unzip him and slide my hand down his pants. Getting his boxers out of my way, I grasp him tightly.

Moaning as I stroke him from root to tip. I caress the bead of pre-cum with my thumb to glide it across his slit. His erratic breathing and sexy moans that escape his throat not only let me know he’s turned on but I swear I might combust from hearing them.

Braxton reaches under my skirt with each hand running along my thighs, inching very slowly up and inside until they reach the lace of my panties. My moans are not only loud they are sexy as hell. Between the two of us, I hope the neighbors have their windows closed because I am not stopping and from the looks of things neither is Braxton.

“Oh baby, you feel so good.” His thumbs find their way stroking under the elastic of my panties. “Feel how wet you are, Jesus, you’re drenched for me baby.”

His blazing touch feels incredible. I’m barely able to control my breathing, let alone keep my body still, I’m ready for takeoff.

“Hmmm… touch me,” I say softly, rocking my hips. “Touch me Braxton.” My body sings as he continues to play it like an instrument. His touch is ever so soft like velvet as I keep stroking him. Tracing his vein underneath it’s not only protruding, it’s throbbing. Every pulse is making my mouth water aching to lick him, yearning to feel him slide against my tongue. My desire to feel him deep in my throat as I hug every delectable inch of him excites me even more.

With his hands spread wide on my thighs, he uses the tips of his thumbs to caress my swollen bud. Increasing his pressure around my clit, I raise my hips riding every sensational touch. It’s painstakingly fantastic as the fireworks start to explode in my mind.

Slowly opening my eyes, I wet my lips in anticipation of devouring his. I remove my hand from his aching dick to wrap my hands around his face pulling him in closer. With my gaze centered on his mouth, I lower myself to suck on his lower lip to the point he might not have one left. The moment he enters two fingers into me, I stop my assault.

“Enough honey. I need you inside of me, like now.” Pushing his hands out of my panties and instead of taking them off, I just pull them to the side. Braxton slides his jeans down just enough so I can get access.

As soon as I see he is freed, I climb aboard. One fast, quick motion, I slide down onto his shaft. Long, hard and silky smooth, my bare wet center that is covered with my juices is now devouring his cock. I’m trembling as I take him making sure to roll my hips to hit my magical sweet spot.

Taking a hold of my hips Braxton grinds himself deeper inside of me. My knees are as far apart as they can go, my skirt is pushed up to my waist. I know my ass has to be hanging out for all to see, but I don’t give a damn. My impending orgasm is waiting, and I claim to take it.

With my fingers digging into his shoulders, I raise my body, so only the tip of his dick remains inside as I slam back home. It honestly looks like I am doing some squatting exercises. Well, in a way, I guess I am.

“Fuck Izzy,” He can barely speak as his breath seizes. “You're going to make me cum so hard.”

“I need you Braxton,” I’m begging him with every downward thrust, “Make me explode honey.”

“Come on Izzy, give it to me baby,” Braxton winds his thumbs around to my nub rubbing it in circles, the juices from our love making coats his fingers. The minute he strokes me just right, I ignite. Fireworks, bells, and whistles, whatever you want to call it. They are all going off in my head.

“Ooh fuck, Braxton.” Moaning I arch my back wildly. “God, I love you.”

“That’s right baby, oh shit.” His last deep thrust is so hard he’s like a volcano erupting inside of my womb.

“Oh my goodness,” I say collapsing against his sweat- soaked shirt. “That was awesome.”

“You got that right Sparkplug. I swear you're going to be the death of me.” He says to me swaying us back and forth.

“Love you Braxton.”

“Love you more Izzy.”

TODAY IS MY FIRST DAY
back at Ryle’s Custom Shop and I’m beyond overwhelmed. The stack of bills is overflowing, files are scattered all over my desk, plus the current Parts Order needs to be completed by the end of the day. It’s a mess, but I still can’t help but plaster a huge smile on my face. I’m back here working beside Braxton. I also realize part of this mess is due to the fact Braxton was also not at work while he was tending to me. I tried multiple times to force him back to work, but he only refused. He said he would only worry and not get much work done, so it was better for him to make sure I rested and stayed out of trouble. Funny man!