Loving Hero

His touch

“You should answer that,” he says with an accusing tone, and I glare at him.
What gives him the right to make me feel like I’m cheating on him when he is the one who left. He said I should find someone who treats me better than him and Nick does.

Is it because they are stepbrothers?

I shake away the thoughts and answer my phone.

“Hey.” I fail to sound happy, and I blame Kane.

He can turn my moods from happy to murderous in seconds.

He knows my buttons and I hate it.

“That’s not the greeting I expected.” He chuckles awkwardly.

“I…” my breath hitches in my throat from Kane’s touch.

It’s how my body responds to him after all this time. I can feel him behind me as he moves closer to my ar and whispers.

“Keep talking.” He pulls me against his hard chest with a puff and a mirror in front of us.

“Hello? Can you hear me?”

“Thea?”

“Y…yes.” Kane unwraps my towel and I watch as it pools at my feet and a foreign but familiar feeling forms in the pit of my stomach.

Goosebumps cover my body.

My nipples harden and I pull my lower lip between my teeth to keep from moaning and he wraps his arm around my torso to keep me place.

He moves his finger down the valley of my breasts and pulls my earlobe in his mouth.

“Can I call you back Nick?”  I don’t wait for an answer and end the call.

What am I doing?

This is wrong.

I am not a cheater.

I can’t do this to Nick.

He has been so good to me.

He doesn’t deserve what is happening.

“Fuck! I missed you.” He says against my neck sending shock waves through my body.

The sound of his voice vibrating against my skin.

His hard hands on my body.

The electricity coursing through my body is something I never thought I would again.

The fix I have been longing for the past five years.

I didn’t know I missed him like this.
The only man my body knows to react this way.

I shouldn’t do this or want him this way because we can never have a happy ending.

I close my eyes; tears burning in the back of my eyes and pull myself from him, my back against the mirror.

“You can’t come back after five years and expect me to fuck you like nothing happened.” my voice cracks. I pick up the towel and wrap it around my body.

“Who said anything about fucking?” he takes more steps towards me and I back away from him until my back hits a mirror.

“I want to taste you. Every inch of your body.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and runs his thumb over my bottom lip.

“Worship you. Take care of you and love you.” My towel pools at my feet for the second time tonight.

“I got burnt once, I don’t want to go back there again.” My cups my face and for the first time tonight we look into each other’s eyes.

“I burn for you princess, you hear me.” my heart feels like it’s going to pop out of my chest

“I love you always and forever.” He presses our lips together and fireworks pop beneath my skin.

The feel of his lips again pools my sex and I cross my legs to relieve some of it. I wrap my arms around his neck and tug the roots of his hair. He moans and his hands travel down my torso to my pussy.

I sketch his back when his finger gets a hold of my folds and he groans in pleasure pushing me more into the mirror.

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