The Price Of Love

Chapter 23

Jay's POV

I open the front door, step inside and accidentally slam it behind me. I wince, before locking it and making a bee-line for my bedroom.

I close my bedroom door and spend a good few seconds just staring at my bed. I am beyond exhausted. But I think I say that every day.

One might ask why I stay up all night working when I know damn well I'll be a living corpse the following evening. I have no answer to that.

I walk to my bathroom while unbuttoning my shirt. I undress completely, before stepping into the shower and turning the dial to cold.

The freezing water wakes me up, and once I'm confident I won't fall asleep standing up, I turn the dial back to warm.

After drying off, I change into some grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt. I don't own many clothes other than slacks and dress shirts. My loungewear has become my sleepwear.

I grab the first aid kit from under the sink in my bathroom, and after putting a small bit of anti-scarring cream on my cut knuckles, I make my way to the kitchen to find some food before I pass out for the night.

I open the fridge, staring at the content just as I hear a door open. Talia's bedroom door.

I hear footsteps walk into the kitchen, and I glance at Talia before freezing.

Her braids are done up into a thick ponytail, a usual look for her. However, the little silk pyjamas shorts, are not. She's wearing a matching silk tank top, that exposed her neck and collarbone,  as well as her stomach. A baby pink bra strap is also visible. And on her face, she wears a little grin.

I feel my grip on the fridge handle tighten as I narrow my eyes at her. No way she's doing what I think she's doing.

She comes right over to me, and one look at her eyes tells me everything.

She knows what she's doing.

"Sorry, just need to grab some water" Talia shoots me a smile before slipping into the small space between me and the fridge.

Her ass brushes against me, and fucking presses into me while she leans up to grab some water. I look down, almost groaning when I see her little shorts are even shorter in the back, and barely cover her ass.

She turns around in the tiny little space between me and the fridge, pressing her chest against mine. "Sorry, did I bump into you?" She whispers, looking like she's struggling to hold back her laugh.

Her eyes slowly look me up and down, and when her eyes return to mine, her smile is not as big. "This is a change from your regular suits" She comments, but her eyes tell me her statement isn't as innocent as it should be.

"What are you doing?" I mutter, all but glaring at her.

Instantly, her amusement is back.

"Water" She smiles, holding up the bottle before slipping out from in front of me, and heading in the direction of her room.

I slam the fridge door shut, reaching her in a few short strides. I grab her hips, roughly pulling her back into my chest. Her water bottle slips from her hand and falls to the floor. Before I can even get a word out, I notice her back subtly arches, pressing her ass farther into my crotch.

I try to find amusement in this situation but fail since it's not fucking funny. It should be- Talia has gone from ambushing me with knives to teasing me. But my restraint is fucking paper thin when it comes to her, and she's testing me.

"Fucking stop it" I whisper in her ear, my grip on her hips tightening when I feel myself start to grow hard. She makes me weak. So fucking weak and I don't know when she found out, but right now she's using it against me.

She leans back into my chest and rests her head on my shoulder. "I have no clue what you're talking about" Talia whispers, placing her hands over mine resting on her hips.

I screw my eyes shut while I try to be smart. "I'm not fucking you," I tell her quietly, saying it for my sake, not hers. I can't. Not again. It's a bad idea. Not to mention she's pissing me off, so it's partially out of spite as well.

Talia laughs. "I know. We agreed it was a one-time thing" She says, lifting my hands off her hips and turning.

She smiles at me, now standing chest-to-chest with me. She places my hands on hips, before moving them back to her ass.

I lean my forehead against hers, screwing my eyes shut as I grab her ass and pull her into me. I hear her let out a little quiet gasp, one I almost missed.

"That's quite inappropriate Jay...I'm your maid after all" She whispers, her hand coming up and cupping my cheek just as she gently grinds her front against mine.

She then gently pushes my face away from hers. "You look tired..I'll let you sleep" She whispers, and she grabs my hands and gently pulls them away. She smiles at me, reaching behind her back and grabbing something. I watch her confused as she grabs one of my hands in her smaller ones, places something in my hand and closes my fist around it.

She then lifts my face, drawing my attention back to her eyes and not whatever material she put in my hand.

"Night Jay" She whispers, before taking a slow step back. She finally turns around, walking back to her room while I watch her in a bit of a daze.

Only once her door closes is it broken, and I look down, opening my hand and staring at the baby pink material that sure enough matches the colour of the bra strap a saw.

I bawl my hand back into a tight fist around the material, glaring at Talia's closed bedroom door while I bite my tongue hard knowing I've lost.

Fuck it.

I go over, open her bedroom door and slam it shut behind me.

Talia sitting on her bed, her hands clasped on her stomach as she stares at me with a teasing smile. "Need something?" She asks, her shit-eating grin back. I glare at her, beyond pissed that she won.

I toss the pair of fucking panties she gave me to the ground, and get on her bed. She leans her head back against the headboard while she tilts it to the side, watching as I come closer to her until I'm straddling her lap, standing on my knees.

She leans her head up, and my hands cup her face. "Fuck you" I mutter, before I crash my lips onto hers.

She hums, smiling against my lips before she grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me closer as she kisses me back.

My mind goes blank again of everything but her as she takes over my every thought.

Her lips against mine feel like fucking heaven, and suddenly I'm grateful she won.

One of my hands move from her cheek down to her neck, and I squeeze her neck tight. She groans against my lips, and I grow harder as I deepen the kiss, unable to get enough.

I pull away, staring at her while she keeps her eyes closed, breathing fast. "Fuck you" I mutter, and I watch as her lips turn up into a smile.

I let go of her neck and move back before I use both hands to grab her thighs and pull her down on the bed until she's lying down. From there, I grab the hem off her shorts and pull them down, groaning when I see she's bare.

I take off her shorts, before grabbing her thighs again and pulling her pussy right to me. She's practically dripping. She groans the second my tongue makes contact with her clit, and I put her legs around my shoulders as I start eating her out, not giving a shit about going slow.

"Thought you said..we wouldn't ever-" Talia gets cut off by her own moan when I suck her clit, squeezing her thighs tightly.

"I hate you" I mutter against her, and she gasps when I slowly push a finger into her, feeling her clench around me while I continue my attention on her clit.

She moans while she lifts her hips, pushing herself further into my mouth. "No..you don't" She whispers as her hands slip through my hair. She tugs on my hair, making me groan against her, which only makes her pull harder as she moans.

I hate that she's right.