Forever Mine (Providence Series Book 1) (16 page)

All of this seemed to be what Ren wanted, and the next second my legs were over his shoulders and his tongue was lashing against me while he pressed two fingers into me. I reached down and held onto the forearm that was wrapped over my thigh, and threaded my fingers through his hair with the other as he built me up to what I knew would be an epic explosion.
 

 
Ren

I hadn’t intended to do this with Maya tonight, in fact I’d planned to wait much longer for her sake.
 
She wasn't the kind of girl to rush into things and to give this away without it meaning something. I wasn’t the type of guy to get down on my knees for someone, and the women that I’d always hung around with were experienced and only after dick and money and opened their legs to anyone, so there was no way that I was putting my mouth on them. I didn’t disrespect them, but they were there for a purpose - they knew it and I knew it and they walked away satisfied. I almost hit myself when I thought about it like that because if someone had treated Maya, Ava or Layla that way I’d have beaten the shit out of them. I was such an asshole, an asshole that didn’t deserve Maya, but no way in hell was I going to give her up.
 

She was tight around my fingers and I could feel her clenching in tiny pulses around them as I sucked and licked and knew that it wouldn’t be long now before she came. I was pretty sure, I’d be doing this as often as I could for the rest of my life now that I’d tasted her.
 
I had one arm wrapped around her thigh and up across her hip with my hand on her pelvis to hold her down so that she didn’t buck me off as I closed my mouth around her clit and sucked as hard as I could whilst pumping my fingers in and out and rubbing inside her. She quickly shattered and was squeezing my fingers to the point I almost couldn’t move and my hand was soaked. Her body collapsed back down onto her sofa giving sporadic spasms and I could hear her panting, so I backed away after finishing with a couple more swipes of my tongue.
 

It took everything I had to pull back and if it wasn’t for her twitching away from my tongue and the agonizing pressure in my crotch I could have happily continued for another hour at least. Now though, I could smell and taste her and it was driving me crazy, but I wasn't sure if she was ready for me to make love to her. That’s another thing that was driving me crazy, I had never even thought the words ‘make love’, I’d always fucked, but with Maya regardless of how hard it was or what we did it would never be anything else than making love.

Lying down beside her, I pushed an arm under her head and used the other arm to turn her body towards me so that I can hold her against me.
 

“Oh my God,” she whispered into my chest making me grin; I made my girl like that.
 

“You okay baby?” She was still shivering slightly and I wasn’t sure if that was normal for her. I held her even tighter because the thought of any other guy doing that to her or making her like this made me feel homicidal.
 

Just as her small soft hand rubbed gently from my chest to my jeans my phone started ringing with Brett’s ringtone.

“Hey man,” my voice must have shown how irritated by his call I was because Maya looked up at me and Brett barked out a laugh into my ear.

“Bad timing?” He asked, but the tone of his voice proved that he knew damn well that it was bad fucking timing.

“This better be an emergency.”
 

Brett had always been the most serious of us all and he’d obviously spoken to Mom or Cole, the little bitch, and they’d told him where I was.

“Nah man, I just wondered if you were gonna be around in a couple of weeks? I’m coming home and I hear that your girl is redoing the houses so mom wants me to meet with her and get shit sorted. Dunno why because I don’t live there most of the time, but it’s mom.” That was the truth - none of us said no to mom.

Not that I gave a shit at this moment though given what he had interrupted. “Yeah sure, bye!" I said as I pulled the phone away from my head and threw it on the sofa knowing full well that after the interruption and with thoughts of my brother in my head my hard wasn’t an issue anymore.
 
In a way it was a relief because I didn’t want Maya and I to move too quickly and I’m pretty certain we were seconds away from blowing all of my good intentions to hell, but at the same time my smurf balls were killing me. I couldn’t even use my hand because my cock wanted only Maya!

“Everything okay?” she asked gently rubbing up and down my back as I scooped her back into my arms and held her head against my chest.

“Yeah baby, just Brett being funny. He’s coming home in a couple of weeks from Houston and wants to meet with you about his house.” I still hadn’t told Maya about the family money and I really should, but I didn’t want to say: ‘oh by the way, we own an oil reserve’. I just needed to figure out the best way and time to tell her.

“Cool! It’d be great to meet him,” she said looking unsure all of a sudden. “Do you, uh, do you want to stay?”
 

She had stiffened up like she was waiting for me to shoot her down, but the prospect of holding her in my arms all night at this moment sounded like heaven. Well, to my brain at least, my balls on the other hand were screaming at me.

“You sure?” I ask kissing the top of her head. “I’d love to just hold you if thats ok?” I added trying to discreetly point out that I didn’t expect us to fuck like rabbits all night.

She pulled back and looked up at me with sleepy eyes and a huge grin on her face and whispered. “I’d love that." Fuck my balls hate me, but she was worth it!

15

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Maya

I was enjoying the night out
at Sheeve’s with the girls. Work had been tense today, and Isla had been quiet and spent an a lot of time in meetings with Luke trying to find her. I’d worked on my existing mountain of projects, and the work was still piling up with new contracts.
 

After work, I’d gone home and had something small to eat and then got in the shower, but every time I looked at my bed, I'd remembered Ren lying against me and holding me tight last night. I’d never had a guy just want to cuddle me and wasn’t sure how I’d handle it since I was an active sleeper, to put it mildly. But once Ren had cuddled up against my back and wrapped me up in his arms, I was out like a light and didn’t wake up until my alarm went off; it was the best night’s sleep of my life. I don’t know if Ren would agree with though because he’d look ‘knackered,' as my friends in London said, this morning.

Yesterday, I’d gone back to Scarlett’s and bought a couple more sets of underwear from her. The one that I loved the most was a dark purple lace demi-corset with matching lace thong. It was soft, it was feminine, it was divine and if what I’ve got planned for tonight works, then Ren will love it too. My issue had been what to wear over it, so after fifteen minutes of hunting, I decided on a coral pink strapless dress and black four-inch heeled sandals that had four buckles around my ankles.
 
When I’d finished getting ready, I stood in front of the mirror and twisted left and right to make sure you couldn’t see the new underwear. I was pleasantly surprised that even though I hadn’t laid out in the sun the weekend before, I had a
 
golden glow, and it looked fantastic against the color of the dress.

Luke had told me that his best friends brother, Ethan, owned Sheeve’s so we had VIP passes which was pretty awesome because when I looked the club up online, it was the best club in the County and people came from all over to get to it.
 

When the car arrived Scarlett, Ava and Isla were already inside looking gorgeous.
 
Scarlett had on a black bandage dress; Isla had on a dark pink version of Scarlett’s dress with little cap sleeves, and Ava was wearing a tight short red dress; they all looked beautiful. We were immediately ushered up to the VIP area where a bottle of champagne was waiting on the table for us. I’d just opened it when a hot guy with dark blonde hair walked up to us. He must have been my age, if not slightly older, and he was wearing a dark gray suit with the collar of his shirt open; I’m sure he had his pick of the chicks in the club every night.

“Ah fuck,” he grumbled when got to the table and ran his hands down his face.

“Excuse me?”

He took his time looking over the four of us and then turned to the man in the black suit beside him who had his arms crossed and kept shaking his head.
 
“Does he hate us that much? This….ah fuck.” And then walked away.

So here we were five minutes later trying to figure out what the hell his issue was. I was pretty sure he was the guy that Luke had told me to look out for, but I couldn’t understand what the problem was with us? The man in the black suit was standing close to our table and watching the room around us; it was heaving already, and it had only just turned ten.

“Right, who’s dancing?” Scarlett said jumping up and shimmying.

“Hell yeah,” I got up to join her.

The four of us went down the stairs to the main dance floor with suit man following and talking into his mike. We danced for ages, laughing and joking around until One Republic’s Love Run’s Out came on. Just as the first chorus came on, I saw Ava look over my shoulder, and her smile fell. Turning around I came face to face with a black t-shirt covered chest and looking up I saw Ren looking pissed; I was so happy to see him that I rolled up on my toes and gave him a big kiss and grinned. That seemed to do the trick because he leaned down, gave me a soft peck and murmured, “What am I gonna do with you, baby? Look at you, every guy in the club has his eyes on y’all and when you started grinding on Isla….” he trailed off, and his jaw started ticking so I turned around and started to grind against him gently. Immediately his hands went to my hips, and he started grinding with me; I know this was meant to be a girls night, but I can’t say I was sorry to see him.

As the song ended, I saw Luke had his arms around Isla and was doing the face to face version of what Ren and I had been doing, although Isla wasn’t looking very happy. Mace had Ava in the same position that Ren and I were in, and Ava had her arm up around the back of his neck. Surprisingly, the other person with them turned out to be my cousin Adam, who had been out of town all week, and who was making the grinding that we’d all been doing look chaste as he held Scarlett close and ground his pelvis against her backside. I wasn’t even aware that they knew each other?

“I’m going upstairs,” I tried to shout to the girls over the music, and then pointed, so they knew where I was going. Over an hour of grinding in a hot, loud club was tough and we were all desperate for a drink as we trooped back up to the VIP almost in a line of couples.
 

There were some beers and more champagne sitting on our table and the rude hot guy from before was standing beside them scowling in our direction.
 

“Thank fuck you got here,” he snapped, and I looked behind me at Luke because I didn’t have a clue what his problem was. “The next time, you do not send that to me,” he swept his hand in a circle in mine and the girls directions, “and tell me to watch over them. That’s just asking for trouble asshole. I mean, Jesus fuckin christ, look at them!"
 

I have to say I started to worry that maybe the dress I was wearing was slutty, so I looked down and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Isla, Ava and Scarlett do the same thing. When we all looked back up at him, he crossed his arms, looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself before turning to us.
 

“Y’all are the fuckin definition of hot sweethearts. You’ve given every guy in the building a hard on including Doug,” and nodded at the suit guy.
 

Ren, Adam and Mace glowered at him as Luke took a step forward, I was kinda glad because what he said, well that’s just awkward. I don’t want to know if Doug or any other man around us was hard.

Deciding alcohol was the best way forward, I quickly walked up to the table and started tearing the foil off the bottle. I could hear Luke saying something and Ethan arguing back, but I didn’t care one bit. The mental image of the big bear looking guy who’d been dancing close to me on the dance floor and the other guys who’d had bad body odor having erections was too much and apparently the other girls felt the same way because they all sat down beside me with pale faces.
 

I got to the part where you take the metal doodad off, and the cork is then free to pop, and not wanting to hit one of the girls in the face I turned slightly to the right. As soon as the last twist on the metal doodad was undone, the cork went flying out of it and scared the crap out of me. Unfortunately, it hit Ethan in the back of the head and stopped whatever rant he was on about, and then landed back at my feet leaving me sitting there with the evidence in my hands and now at my feet too.

“What the fuck?” He whined rubbing his head and then smoothed his hair back down.
 

I couldn’t help it; it’s one of those things that you couldn’t plan, and it was just so damn funny that a giggle popped out. When the girls joined in, it made me laugh harder, and I realized then that I needed to pee, but, unfortunately, I was gasping for breath and couldn’t move, or I’d wet myself. All I could do was cross my legs, clench and hope that I didn’t wet myself. By the time we all stopped and were wiping my faces, I couldn’t hold it in anymore and spun in the direction that the sign said the toilets were, only to run into Ethan, who was standing with a beer in his hand now and his other hand in pocket and glaring at me. My bottle of champagne clipped the top of his beer, and it exploded out of the top all over his suit and shirt before he could pull it away from himself. I was pretty sure my bladder was about to release as everyone started laughing again. My laugh was one of those mixtures of embarrassment, terror and just hilarity which was testing the strength of my bladder, so I passed the bottle off to Ren, who’d moved to be beside me by this point and ran to the ladies room.