Always Enough (7 page)

Oh my God, this man standing in front of me was delicious! Ky wore a pair of low-slung jeans with a plain white t-shirt. His hair was sticking up in every direction—as if he’d been running his hands through it. When I looked down I noticed his feet were bare. What was it about a man’s bare feet that turned me on? I had been reluctant to make the trip, even trying to talk myself into turning around the moment I boarded the plane earlier that morning, but the need to see Ky overwhelmed me. Now that he was here and I could reach out and touch him, I knew I’d made the right choice.

Walking past him, I heard him moan as our bodies connected. I did it on purpose just to goad him. I wanted to remind him of how much he wanted me, like I did him. Plus I wanted to remind him that I had the vagina, so I held the power. There was no way I was going to make this trip a walk in the park for him. He said our relationship wasn’t based on sex. Well, I was going to prove to him that it was a very large part of it.

“Wow, would you look at this place. My God, it looks bigger than my house!” I said, looking around.

I heard Ky chuckle from behind me. He came up so close that I could feel the heat from his body. When he spoke, his breath tickled my ear. “It’s big … really big.”

The innuendo wasn’t lost on me. Oh yeah, I was getting to him.

Not turning around I said, “Mmmhmmm … just the way I like them. Is our room over here?”

I moved down a short little hallway with three doors.
Why were there three doors?

“
Your
room is right over here,” he said, placing the emphasis on the word ‘your.’

He opened the door to a very large bedroom that had a king sized bed with a white duvet, and some modern pieces of furniture that were black and silver. Off to the side there was another door that I assumed was a bathroom.

“What do you mean mine? Aren’t we sleeping in the same bed?”

His slow grin spread across his face.

“Nope, I’m sleeping over there.” He pointed out of the still open door, and across the hall.

“I don’t understand? Why are we sleeping in separate beds?”

“You do know you’re even cuter when you’re confused.” He flicked my nose.

As I stood there in front of him, it occurred to me that this was how he thought he’d keep control over the ‘situation’ … and by ‘situation’ I meant his dick. Oh silly man, he would be in for a rude awakening. Maybe I needed to give him a reason to regret this decision.

“Hmmm … want to know something else that’s cute?” I asked, a slight purr in my voice.

I stepped into him and I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down. I was making him nervous—served the fucker right. Placing my hand up on his chest, I stood up on my tiptoes and spoke with my lips against his.

“My mouth, Kyler … my mouth is really fucking cute.”

With that I pressed my body flush with his and kissed him. I kissed him so deeply that I heard him growl into my mouth. My tongue shot past his teeth and stroked softly against his. He tasted like mint. Angling my head for a deeper kiss, my hand that rested on his chest traveled down his well-sculpted abs and found its way to the front of his pants. He was hard, long and thick, and fuck me if that didn’t make me lose my mind.

After gripping him though, I quickly lost control of the situation. My hand on his dick made Kyler snap. He moved so fast that I didn’t know what was happening until he’d done it. Grabbing me by my waist, he hoisted me up so I was wrapped around him. He turned me around and pressed my back against the wall, and his pulsing erection pushed up against my aching body. Pulling back, I saw his eyes were dark and wanting. He wanted to fuck me right there, against the wall, and there was no mistaking that. With one of his hands under my ass, he brought his other up and pushed it into my mouth.

“Suck.”

It was a one-word command that caused a pool of wetness to form in my panties. I sucked his finger into my mouth and swirled my tongue as if it were his cock. Ky pulled his finger out of my mouth and dragged it down my chin, past my collarbone, before continuing the trail further south, leaving behind a trail of saliva from my mouth. I squirmed under his heated stare. Did I want him to do this? He was the one that had said he wanted to prove that our relationship was more than just sex, so why was he already caving if he was so intent on showing me that. And didn’t I just talk to Em about this as well? Hadn’t I come to the conclusion that I wanted to see if the relationship could be more, too?

Those questions quickly fell by the wayside and I could only concentrate on the man in front of me when the hand that had been trailing down my body reached underneath my dress. He cupped my sex and I cried out at the much-needed contact.

“Kyler, I want you.” I pressed my forehead against his, and whispered breathily.

“I’ve got you, sweet girl.” His skilled fingers pushed aside my lace thong and slid in, touching my throbbing clit. “Christ, you’re soaked, Harper.”

I bucked against his hand as he began to slowly stroke me, coating me with my own wetness. I was about to come undone when he suddenly pushed two fingers inside me.

“Ahhh …!” I cried out.

I’d been so close to climaxing, but this action started a whole new frenzy of need and desire deep in my belly. He plunged his long fingers in and out of me in a sure and steady rhythm. I knew he was hard, and I would have loved nothing more than to have him buried deep inside of me, but at that very moment, there was no way I would be able to move from this position, at least not until I came. Ky changed up his movement and curved his fingers, ensuring that he was hitting my sweet spot. It was all I needed, and I shot over the edge into oblivion. My body started to shake uncontrollably and I screamed. Ky covered my mouth with his own to muffle my cries while his fingers continued their assault.

Coming down from the intense orgasm, I stayed pressed into his body, his fingers still inside of me. When my breathing settled, I looked up at him, and what I saw shocked me. His eyes, though still pools of desire, held a look of adoration. I watched him, sweat dripping down my temple, as he pulled his fingers from my sex. I quivered involuntarily. He smiled at me, and it made me feel so warm that I couldn’t help but smile back at him.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered. It came out so soft I almost didn’t hear him. But his eyes were on me and they were very intense.

It was such a sweet and genuine thing to say that a small part of the wall around my heart started to crumble. But when he shifted I noticed that he was still very hard. I could feel his dick against my stomach and it made me feel a tingle down below. When I could stand on my shaky legs, Ky set me down.

Still grinning at him I said, “I’ve missed you too, but I don’t believe we’re done yet.”

I reached down to grasp his shaft in my hand but before I could, he grabbed me by my wrist.

“No, Harper. That’s not what this was about.” He had taken a step back, but was still holding me.

I was confused again. First he told me we weren’t sharing a bed, then he finger-fucked me up against a wall, and now he’s not allowing me to touch him.
What the hell?

“Then what
was
it about?” I leveled my eyes at him, letting him feel the full force of my glare.

He shook his head and scrubbed his hand down his face.

“Jesus, I don’t know, Harper. You show up here wearing this dress looking all sexy. Then you walk in here like you own the place, and you came on to me. I thought I was giving you what you wanted.” He ran his hands through his hair, clearly frustrated. “I’m supposed to be resisting you here.”

“Okay, so, why can’t I give you what
you
want?”

“I already have what I want.”

“Oh really, and what would that be?” I placed my hands on my hips.

“I have you here in my hotel room, giving yourself to me.”

He was so blunt with his words, and I was taken aback. How was it that he claimed all he wanted was me, when he so clearly wanted something else?

“But you’re still turned on, Ky.”

“Yeah, and? You’re pointing out the obvious, Harper, but I told you from the start that this trip was to show you that you mean more to me than just sex. And I
do
want
more from you than just sex.”

I wasn’t sure if I wanted more, but I knew that I wanted to try to have more with him. I was willing to give him that much.

“Okay … fine. If that’s what you want. You’re going to want to take care of that though.”

He gave me a wicked smirk. “No worries, I’ll have a one on one with the Behemoth. He knows I’m the one in control.”

I rolled my eyes. “Behemoth?”

His grin got even bigger and God help me if he didn’t look even more handsome.

“You’ve seen him, Harper. Do you really need to question the name?”

I shook my head and decided to not acknowledge that.

“So when do I get to meet the other band members?” I asked.

“We can go say hello to them right now, if you want to? They’re expecting me to introduce you anyway, but make no mistake, it’s only going to be a quick hello. The rest of your time here, you’re mine.”

With the look he was giving me, I didn’t think that would be too much of a hardship.

Harper and I walked down the hallway so I could introduce her to the guys. They’d better fucking behave themselves was all I had to say about that … especially Levi. He was a big flirt, and Harper was exactly his type—smoking hot, dark hair, killer body, and a lethal mouth, both when she’s talking … and not talking.

When we got to the door I pulled her to me and put my arm around her. Leaning down, I nuzzled her neck and inhaled her sweet scent.

“Do we have to go in there? We can still turn around and go back to the room, order take-out, and watch a movie.”

She giggled. “What are you so worried about, Ky? I want to meet them.”

I groaned. “Fine, but remember, these guys like to flirt. And I have no doubt they are going to take one look and make a pass at you. I already talked to them about that, and they know what will happen if they do. But still, they’ll do it just to piss me off.”

She reached up and stroked my cheek and gave it a little pat.

“No worries, Ky. I’m with you, okay?”

Harper was actually reassuring me that she was here with me. And didn’t I just fucking love that? I pushed open the door, and led her inside. All four of the guys were sitting on the couch watching TV, when we walked in. They all looked up at the same time and I swore I saw their mouths drop. Christ almighty I was going to have to kick some ass by the end of the night, of that I was sure.

“Guys, this is Harper Graham.”

All four stood up from the couch and came over to greet her.

“Hi, Harper, I’m Anders.” He reached out and shook her hand.

“Hey,”— Lincoln gave a small wave— “Lincoln.”

I grinned at his directness.

“Heard a lot about you, Harper. I’m Sonny.” Sonny nodded.

Levi took a step towards Harper. “Well hello, beautiful. I’m Levi, and if this dickhead over here is ever dumb enough to walk away from you, you come see me.”

He reached out and shook her hand, and pulled her under his arm. I literally growled, which earned a chuckle from him, and a musical laugh from Harper. She stepped away from him and moved back into my side, which pleased me more than you could know.

“Nice to meet you all. And for the record, Levi, you have quite the feminine handshake. You should use a firmer grip … you know, like you would when you jerk off.”

The three guys busted out laughing, while Levi actually turned red. I grinned down at my girl and kissed the top of her head.

“Why don’t you come sit down and tell us about yourself,” Sonny said.

We all went to the couch but I sat down before Harper and pulled her down onto my lap. She looked down at me, shaking her head.

“Good lord would you look at that. Ky is a smitten-fuckin-kitten,” Levi said.

“Shut up, asshole. I just don’t want her sitting too close to the likes of you four.”

Harper bent down and whispered so only I could hear, “Are you jealous? You don’t need to be, I’m yours.”

Then she kissed my cheek and sat back up to talk to the guys. I smiled at her reassurance. I wasn’t sure when exactly I’d become an insecure idiot but she’d managed to make me feel better. They asked her all kinds of questions about her realtor business, what Idaho was like, what it was like in high school, and if I had been a nerd. Conversation with her was easy for the guys, and fuck that made me feel good. I’d hoped she would get along with them, but I’d known she would charm them just like she does with everybody she meets. An hour had passed when I told the guys we really needed to get back to the room. I had a lot planned for the next day.

“You do? What sort of things do you have planned?” Harper asked.

“Well, for starters, we’re going to take a ferry out to the Statue of Liberty and take a tour, then we’re going to come back and catch a Giants game. Our tour manager got us tickets for a private suite to watch the game. You’ll love it. Besides, I know how much you loved watching me play football in high school.”