Forsaken (4 page)

“Fuc
k Sandy…why didn’t you stop her?”

“Really Ryder?
Surely you know her better than that; nobody stops Maya if she doesn’t want to be stopped.”

“Get a cab.”

I open my eyes and peer up at Ryder, “Ryder, I love you.”

He stares d
own at me, his aqua eyes narrow. “You are drunk. You smell like tequila.”

“I love you though.”

He rolls his eyes and shoves me into the cab, then gives the driver the hotel name. When we arrive back, he lifts me out and carries me up to the room. I don’t know how he does it; I know I must be a dead weight right now.

“What the hell happened?”

I hear Nate’s voice, and I shuffle out of Ryder’s arms. Nate takes one look at me, and his face scrunches up.

“Don’t you ask what’s wrong you…asssshole,” I slur, pointing a wobbly finger at him.

“Wow, she is drunk.”

“Fuck you Nate, I hate you, I hate you…”

His face falls, “You don’t mean that.”

“Of course s
he doesn’t,” Ryder snaps, “She’s pissed.”

Ryder
doesn’t wait for Nate to answer; he just scoops me back up and kicks the door to our room open. When he manages to shut it behind him, he walks over and deposits me onto the bed. I giggle and roll, landing with a thump on the floor.

“Fuck.”

Ryder leans down and wraps his hands around my shoulders, shaking me a little, “Enough, get into bed.”

“I want a shower, oh, let’s go use the spa!” I cry, clapping.

“Let’s not; bed.”

I pout and he gives me
a grin, flicking my bottom lip, “Don’t pout at me, we will play tomorrow.”

“
Bully.”

He strips me and tucks me into bed, sitting beside me and stroking my h
air. “It’s all going to be ok baby, I got you, I’ve always got you.”

RYDER

I hear her groan from the bedroom and I feel a grin spread across my face. Yep, that is going to hurt, so it should too, will teach her for drowning half a bottle of tequila.

“Morning sunshine,
” I yell out.

I hear her grumble again, and curse, before slamming the bathroom door.
Hung-over women, they truly are a pleasure. When she comes out half an hour later, my grin widens. Even hung over she is beautiful, like a tiny pixie compared to me. I love her honey colored hair and the way it tumbles down her back. Her features are tiny, and damned beautiful. I can smell her lavender shampoo mixed with her perfume.

“Hey beautiful,
” I grin up at her.

“Don’t you hey beautiful me,” s
he pouts, plonking down onto my lap. She fits just perfectly, my body fits around hers like she is my missing puzzle piece, “I have a headache.”

“I’ll bet you do.”

She nuzzles her nose into my neck. “Why do you always smell so damned good Ryder?”

“It’s just good genetics.”

She laughs; the sound is like a soft melody, “Good genetics, I was going for good aftershave.”

I chuckle and kiss her cheeks.

“You hungry?”

“
Hmmmm, yes, I am not one of those people who can’t eat after drinking. I am the opposite, I become a total fatty.”

“Fatty hey?”

“Yep, you will be rolling me right back up those stairs.”

I grin and bring her lips down on mine, they are soft, silky and she tastes like mint. I part her lips with my tongue, sliding it into her mouth until she is letting off soft little moans and pressing her chest
to mine. Her soft breasts crushing up against me is really not the best way to start the morning; we won’t leave the room if she keeps it up.

“You better stop now baby, or I will fuck you right here on the balcony.”

She grins and kisses my neck, “I might enjoy that.”

“Breakfast first, I can’t let you starve.”

“I can think of plenty of things I would like in my mouth right now.”

I slap her thigh and she giggles.

“Enough of that, eating first,”

She pouts but doesn’t argue. I lift her off my lap and we make our way downstairs. Nate and Trey are already at breakfast
, and I feel Maya stiffen beside me. Well fuck, this isn’t going to be good. Nate looks over at her, and I can see what she won’t let herself see, and that is that Nate’s truly devastated. He knows what he did hurt her, what he said crushed her spirit but he didn’t mean it to sound so bad.

“Can we get room service?” Maya whispers.

“Baby, you can’t hide from Nate forever. He lives with me.”

“Please
Ryder; I don’t want to see him.”

“Maya…”

“Please…”

“Alright, ok, if that’s what you want.”

“It is.”

I take her hand and lead her back out of the room, I hear Nate slam his glass down. This is going to be a long day.

“I’m sorry,” Maya whispers on the elevator.

“No don’t be, but you have to talk to him sometime baby.”

“He hurt me.”

“I know
, but he loves you and feels bad.”

“I don’t want to talk with him right now, don’t try and make me.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,”

She glares up at me,
“Ryder, what is your problem?”

I sigh, here goes.
“Nothing, but I don’t need to be the meat between the sandwich Maya. Nate is my best friend, you are my girl, how do you suppose I pick?”

She frowns,
“I never asked you to pick.”

“Yo
u are asking me to pick, I can’t hang out with him because it upsets you.”

“That’s not true, you can…”

“But you won’t be there, it’s not fair.”

She sighs, rubbing her head.
“Look, I will sort it out with him, just not now. Please give me today?”

“Alright, you know I will.”

“You are good to me GI Joe,” she grins, giving me that sexy devil look she does so well.

“You know I hate when you call me that…”

“I’m sorry,” she grins, dropping to her knees, “Let me make it up to you.”

I have her scooped up in my arms and in our hotel room before she can say another word. I push her against the nearest wall, and slide my hands up under her shirt. She
whimpers that soft, sweet little sound she always makes when I fuck her. Her head falls back, giving me clear view of her neck. I slide my tongue over her pulse, sucking her skin into my mouth.

“Ryder, I want you to fuck me hard.”

And there goes my cock, I groan and shove her harder against the wall. She moans and her fingers fumble with my belt, she slides it off and shoves my jeans down just enough to free me. She wraps her hands around my dick and strokes, I grit my teeth and hiss out a breath. Jesus, she feels so fucking amazing.

“Going to fuck you now baby, can’t wait.”

She groans and hooks her legs around my waist, she has already dropped them pretty panties. She opens her plump lips when I slide into her and a little moan escapes. She is so beautiful like this, flushed and panting. She grips my shoulders and puts her lips to mine, dragging me in for a deep, hot kiss.

“Ryder,” s
he pants.

I thrust harder, feeling her tight little pussy clenching around me. She is hot, in every way. Each pump pulls me closer to the
edge; I have never fucked a woman that felt so dammed amazing. I feel her clench, and then she cries out as she shudders around me. It is my undoing, I feel myself spill hot and hard inside her, I can hear my own ragged groan.

“Oh
God,” she whispers when I have let her down, “Sex with you is out of this world.”

“Right back at you
, baby.”

“How do we do it? We should have killed ourselves by now.”

I grin, “It’s a talent.”

She laughs,
“Ah, one of Ryder’s many talents.”

“Got it in one
, beautiful girl.”

She beams at me, and I see for the millionth time in the past year, just how right this girl is for me. She is my missing piece, my heart and soul. She is my world.

CHAPTER
3

MAYA

“I can’t believe we are home,” Sandy sighs as we unlock our apartment.

“I
know,” I sigh, “It was good being away.”

“Now back to reality, speaking of reality, have you spoken to Nate?”

“No Sandy.”

“Are you going to?”

“When I am ready,”

“Maya…”

“Don’t start. Ryder already gave me this lecture.”

“So he should have, Nate’
s your best friend…”

“And he hurt me.”

“He hurt your ego.”

I glower at her,
“He hurt ME.”

“That’s not true. You are hurt because he said he didn’t kiss you for you, that he did it because the idea of being with you and Ryder aroused him.”

“The idea of being with Ryder aroused him, not me.”

“What does it matter Maya? It’s not like he has lied. He is gay, what did you expect?”

Ouch, that kind of hurt.

“I…”

“Exactly, you have nothing because you know I am right. He has always wanted Ryder, you know that. He has never said he was bi, or interested in women. He openly admits he only went with Janelle for Ryder, so why did you think he kissed you and it was different? He loves you, that is clear, but he has never been dishonest.”

I sigh.
“Now I feel bad.”

“So you should, go and talk with him.”

“I will, ok? I will.”

“Unpack first.”

“Whose house is this?” I grin.

She puts her hands on her hips,
“I pay rent girly.”

“Yeah yeah
.”

I pick up my bag
, and drag it to my room to unpack it. I hate unpacking, despise unpacking. Seriously, it’s just cruel. When I am done, I head over to Ryder and Nate’s apartment. I know Ryder is at work right now, he said he was only stopping in for an hour, so I imagine Nate is alone. I walk into the kitchen, and I can’t see anyone so I make my way down the hall.

I turn into Nate’s open door and freeze. Nate is leaning against the wall, his naked body glistening under the light. I have never seen Nate naked, but holy cow, have I been missing out. His body is hard, firm and bronze. I can’t help my eyes as they travel down to see Trey sliding his mouth over Nate’s cock. The sight has me flushed and confused. I know Nate is gay, but I could have never imagined him in the throws with another man.

His head is back against the wall, and his chest is heaving as Trey works him. I feel my eyes widen as I watch Trey’s hand slide over his own erection, and he starts stroking. I can’t breathe, I can’t move either. I just stand there, completely dumbfounded and scarily aroused by the sight. My groin clenches, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t get myself to turn away.

Nate grips Trey’s head, his fingers dig harshly into his skull. Trey works him harder, and Nate groans loudly. His stomach muscles tighten and
tense and I watch Trey’s hand work his own length harder and faster. When Nate comes, it is the most erotic moment, his groans fill the air and his body becomes a tangle of hard muscle as he tenses. Trey spurts hot and heavy over his own hand, before pulling back and panting, his lips swollen.

“Did you like that, Maya?”

Hearing my name, my head snaps up to see Nate pulling up his jeans and staring at me. I stammer, unable to come up with one word to defend myself. I turn and rush out, my cheeks flaming red. I am so embarrassed, why didn’t I walk away earlier? Why did it arouse me? All these emotions are confusing me, and I can’t handle them. Just as I reach the door, Nate’s hand lashes out and grips me, spinning me around.

“Let me go Nate, I need to go…”

“Why were you watching?”

I look up and meet his gaze, he is alone, Trey must want to stay out of this one.

“I wasn’t…I mean…”

“It turned you on, didn’t it?”

“I don’t…”

“When are you going to admit it Maya, when are you going to wake up to yourself?”

I gape, “Excuse me?”

“Why are you here?” h
e snaps, Nate never snaps at me.

“I was coming to say sorry, but clearly that isn’t the right move.”

“Sorry for what? For treating me like an asshole because I kissed you…”

“You made me think it was for me!” I cry, feeling my tears well.

“Why did it matter? You know I’m gay!”

I stammer again, unable to get any words out to defend myself.