Taking Whatever He Wants: The Cline Brothers of Colorado (4 page)

We closed the bar up together. I couldn't let her go just yet. I knew it was wrong to kiss her, but my lips crashed down on hers anyway. Thoughts about the promise I made to my brother flew out the window. Rationalizing my need to have her, I wanted to hate Will right now. And for the moment I did. This was everything and more. I didn’t want to let her get away and I wouldn’t.

I turned her around so that her ass hit the stool behind her, then my mouth crushed hers again. Fuck, her lips were so soft and needy. Sonya slid her hands all over my chest. I couldn’t wait to be naked so I could feel those hands against my bare skin.

“Let’s go upstairs,” she said, whispering in my ear. I tossed my head back and looked up for an answer, but I already had mine. She was it. I scooped her up and raced to the top of the stairs. Setting her down, she unlocked the door and we stepped inside. I’d been here plenty of times, but today it wasn’t to watch the Broncos or some baseball. It was to bury my cock deep within her and leaving my son inside. There was no doubt in my mind that she was the one. She was the only one I’d break the vow of celibacy for. Will would understand when he became an uncle. I hated that I was doing this, but a week of not seeing her was more than I could deal with. Something had to be solidified tonight. 

I would have to tell Will the truth tomorrow. Then Sonya was going to meet my family before we set up a wedding. Fuck, she was the one. My heart was pounding harder than my throbbing cock. I had to bend down and lift her to me for kiss. Sonya wasn’t short; it was just because I was a giant. Sliding my hands across her cheeks and into her hair, I tugged her head back. I wanted more of those swollen pink lips. Growling, I nipped at her mouth, parting it for my entry. We pulled apart to catch our breaths.

Grabbing my hand, she led me up the stairs to the spare bedroom, which made me feel a lot better about doing this. I looked around and it looked like she was staying in here. Good. Because the way I was feeling, I might forget Brent was a good guy. It was my turn to take over. Stopping her movement, I turned her to face me.  Sonya’s eyes met mine and I knew she was as nervous as I was. This was the start of forever for us. I bent down, inches from her lips I whispered, “Mine.” She let out a gasp and I stole her kiss. Our mouths felt so perfect together. I couldn’t wait until there was no space between our bodies. Pushing her shirt up from the hem and over her head, I bent down and kissed the tops of her breasts. I couldn’t resist biting on all that soft flesh that belonged to me.

“Ah,” she moaned, so I did it again. Her lithe frame shook with need. I had to have her now. Growling, I walked her backwards to the bed, pushing her down and climbing on top of her. She pressed her legging covered hips up, hitting my groin with her heat. Fuck. I had to calm the desire that raced through me.

“Easy, baby. We’ve got all night.”

“I need you now, Shane.” She clutched onto the hem of my tee shirt, her nails clawing on my lower back, and worked the shirt up eagerly over my head. My mouth crushed hers, kissing her hard before pulling back. I got off the bed and took off my boots and jeans. Only in my boxers, I stood in front of her letting her take in what she was in store for. My cock was throbbing and pulsing against my boxers, stretching them out like I was about to do to her. Her thighs squeezed together, letting me know she liked what she saw. I took them off next before I tore out of them. Stroking my cock, I stared at her pretty blue eyes. I hoped our babies had those eyes. Fuck, I was already planning babies. Why not? After all, I didn’t bring condoms and the thought of using them just seemed too much. I wanted to feel her warmth wrapped around my length.

I licked my lips and reached for her pants, I pulled them off with her panties. Her sweet scent hit me head on. I wanted her pussy on my tongue. Running my hands all over her thighs, I brushed my face against her pussy. Inhaling, I drowned in her scent. My tongue ran along her slit, parting her lips, taking my first taste of my forever. I moaned and licked her sweet tang up.

“Shane,” she called my name out over and over. Her legs shook and her body tightened, and gifted an orgasm out for me. I tasted her release and I wanted more. She clutched the sheets as I started licking my way to paradise.

"You're so fucking perfect, Sonya. I want you so bad it hurts," I growled against her belly. Kissing my way up her body, she mewed and purred.

“You’re all I want, and I get what I want,” I warned her. She was all I ever wanted. “Mine,” I said before thrusting my cock deep in her. I closed my eyes to the feel of her tight vice and absorbed the fact that I tore her virginity. I didn’t understand it, but I loved it.

“Mine,” I whispered in her ear. She ran her hands into my hair, tugging and grabbing, pretending that she wasn’t hurting. I knew she was by the two tears on her cheeks. I licked them away before taking her mouth in a tender and soothing kiss. She was mine and the thought ran through my head and straight to my sack. Both our bodies relaxed and I stroked slowly in and out of her until she was back with me. I ran one of my hands down her side, gliding my fingers along the edge of her breast and lower until I cupped her ass. The feel of her soft, hot skin in my hands was so perfect. Angling us so the crook of her knee rested on the crook of my elbow, I worked her with long deep strokes, letting her feel me in different ways. Her body began to open for me, welcoming me home. Her hands reached for my body, but I was too far, so she did the sexiest shit ever, she took her breasts into her hands, playing with them, enjoying the sensations she gave herself. I could watch her work her body all day, but I was too close already. She could tease me with them later.

“Forever mine, Sonya. Give it to me one…more…time,” I demanded. I was so close that I wanted her coming with me. The beads of sweat rolling down my back were a testament to the heat scorching between us.

“Shane,” she cried.

“Yeah, sweetheart, come for me. Yes. Say my name. I want to hear you come with my name on your tongue. You’re already on my tongue.”

Our cries could be heard throughout the house. I didn't want to pull out of her so I didn't. Leaning for another kiss, I pulled her with me as my back hit the bed. She let out a sweet giggle that hardened my dick all over again.

"How are you feeling, Sonya?" She blushed and I knew she was embarrassed to talk after what just happened. So I guess talking was out of the question.

"Okay, babe. You don't want to talk, that's fine, but then you better giddy on up and ride me."

She blushed, lifting herself up. Her perky, big tits stared right at me. I smiled wickedly at her and cupped those bad boys. She began to rock her body and figure out what felt good to her. I didn’t care what she did as long as she let me stay inside of her.

She bounced and rolled, getting my cock deep in her. “Give me a kiss, Sonya,” I begged. She smiled, pink tinting her skin, and dropped down to do as I wanted. My woman didn’t start at my lips. She kissed my bared chest, biting and licking near my heart like she was trying to mark me. I groaned and growled before cupping her ass in one hand and grabbing her long hair in the other. I clutched the back of her neck and pulled her mouth to mine.

She squeezed her pussy hard, choking my cock, and like that she let out a cry of release. That was all the sign I needed. Gripping her hips, I pumped up into her in a frenzy. I felt the first jet of cum shoot into her depths. Her upper body fell onto my chest. She was completely worn out. We fell asleep just like that. I held my woman until the sun came up.

~~~~~~

I knew I had a beer too many, but it wasn't to blame for what I did. I climbed out of bed, hating leaving her there. I looked back and she was still knocked out. I checked the time on my phone. It was already ten in the morning and I had to be at my brother's ranch by two. My eyes were focused on her as I slipped my clothes on. I needed to tell my brother the truth before I could make promises to her. My fingers actually shook as I buttoned my jeans. She was mine that wasn't up for debate, but I needed a ring and everything by today. If I didn't know it last night, I was sure when I woke up. I wanted her forever. It wasn't because she was a virgin, something I knew she tried to hide when I pushed through her innocence. I kept my eyes on her, loving how unbelievably beautiful she looked. Her body got a workout that she wasn't used to. Just as I bent to kiss her goodbye, her phone buzzed. I saw the message pop on the display. It was from Brent.

I had a great time, but I wished you were here with me. I'm getting on my flight. We have a lot to talk about when I get back. Hope there was no one else in my bed. We still need to finish our talk. Love you, Yaya.

That's what I got for being fucking a dumbass.  I wanted to shake her awake and snap off. She gave me the goods last night when it was clear Brent and her had something going on. I snarled and stepped away from the bed. Fuck a kiss goodbye, I was too pissed. I felt like a fool.

Just as I reached the bedroom door, my phone rang. It was my dad. I answered it because I wanted her to know I was leaving and never coming back. "Hey, I'll be there soon,” I said gruffly.

“Is something wrong?” He was just as astute as my mother. They knew me too well.

“No, I'm good. Just made a big fucking mistake.”

“Oh shit, do we need bail money?”

“Ha. No. I wish. Hell, I wish I could redo the past 12 hours.”

“Are you hurt?”

“No, I'm not hurt. I broke my promise and for nothing. A piece of ass that wasn’t worth it,” I spit out.  I heard her rustling under the sheets. I hoped her ass heard me before I slammed the door and walked out of her life. Fuck, why the fuck did it hurt so bad? I was hurt, but who could I tell? Telling Will would piss him off, and well I could tell my dad, but I knew that I would get a lecture.              

Just as I jumped on my ride, I felt a drop of water on my cheek. I looked up, but there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Then I felt the wetness in my eyes. For the first time in my life, I knew what it was like to feel a fucking broken heart. Wiping away the tears, I left the bar and Sonya behind.

How could he be so mean? Why would he? He acted like he hated me until he told me how much he wanted me. I had my eyes closed when I heard him move away from the bed. I thought he was going to kiss me before he had to go, but he just walked away. I don’t know what happened from the time we finally asleep and when he got out of bed, but hearing his cruel words told me he was a total bastard. I couldn’t believe what I did. It was amazing while it lasted last night, but like a fairytale, it was all make believe. I cried myself back to sleep. I woke up to a phone call an hour later. A call I never expected to get.

I’d been sitting in bed for the last two hours staring at my phone blankly. My lip quivered as I thought about what had just happened. In a matter of a short time, my world changed. There was no chance for reconciliations or forgiveness to be given.

Brent was on his way and I needed to get ready to go. I heard a car in the lot and I thought maybe it was Shane here to make everything better. I hoped it was him to take away those mean words he said or take away my broken heart. I looked out the window, but it was a taxi. Brent was here already. I ran outside and before I knew it I was in his arms. He twirled me around, not knowing the news.

“Come inside, please.”

I didn’t notice that he had a petite blonde in the taxi until he halted my movements. “Wait, Ya. I want you to meet someone.”

I looked at the woman in shock. I was a big mess and he brought back a Bahamian beauty with him. She was sun kissed blonde with curly hair.

“Sonya, what’s the matter?”

“Can we go inside and talk?”

We went inside as soon as he paid the cabbie and grabbed their luggage. As soon as we were at the table that I’d first spotted Shane at he asked, “What’s the matter?”

I fought back tears. “My mom was in an accident. I need to get to New York tonight.” Both of their mouths opened wide in shock and Brent stood up and took me in his arms. He hugged me until I stopped crying. We didn’t see eye to eye over the years, but I figured we’d get along once I’d found my way and she got rid of stepdad number two. I had no idea that she wasn’t going to be around anymore.

“Do they think she’s going to make it?”

“I don’t know.” I sobbed onto his chest.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ll book you a flight.”

“Her husband has a private plane picking me up.” I didn’t like him and that was the biggest point of contention for the past six years. They married when I was sixteen. She blamed me for the last divorce, so once she remarried she wanted me to stay away from her and her husband. The second bastard husband had tried to take me to his bed and was caught before anything could happen. I was fourteen and she accused me of seducing him. I never forgave her for that, so I didn’t understand why I was so upset at the news.

“Okay, I’ll drive you to the airport.” I nodded and we all climbed the stairs. Brent opened the door for us and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. Brent looked like she was the one, and after what we discussed before he left, no woman but me had been up here. She was important and I was ruining his welcome home to her.

“Thanks so much. I’m sorry that I’m ruining your return.”

“Sonya, don’t say shit like that,” Brent scolded me. He wrapped one arm around my shoulder, squeezing me close.

“I’m sorry that we are meeting on such a bad occasion,” the blonde said. The smile on her face seemed genuine, but then again, I didn’t know what honesty looked like.

“I’m sorry, I think I missed your name.”

“It’s Alana. Brent and I met on vacation.”

~~~~~

Throughout the long flight all I could think about was Shane. Somehow I allowed him to steal a part of me and run away with it. Now, as I should be thinking about my mother, all I can think about is why he did this to me. I felt like shit for feeling that way, but I did. My mother tossed me aside a long time ago for someone else.

“Miss, are you okay?” the steward asked.

“Yes. I’m fine.” I looked up at him and for a second I saw Shane’s face.

“We’ll be landing in a few moments.” He tapped the back of the chair and moved away.

“Thanks,” I whispered, choking back another sob.

The minute I landed there was a driver waiting for me. I called Brent to tell him I was in New York, but he didn’t answer. I knew he had to have the bar open so it wasn’t like he could probably hear his phone. Instead I sent him a text.
Here in NY. Talk to you later.