Till The End

One

His hands slid over her thighs slowly seductively. We shouldn't do this. She whispered. Her voice shaking slightly.

We already are he hummed into her ear, I c-cant, she tried again. You want too. he gripped her hair and pulled her head down to meet his lips in a soft but demanding kiss.

Her hands shot out to push him away but when she looked into his eyes her heart tempted to pound out of her chest. She thought she would see lust and need in them, it would be easier to make her escape if she did, but what she saw was worse.

His deep brown eyes shone with adoration with love, they held so much emotion she had to look away. For fear he would see the same in her own green eyes.

She opened her mouth to protest but he laid a large finger over her lips. Shh don't say anything, just feel he whispered huskily. 

He stood from his position kneeling at her feet, and scooped her into his strong arms. She didn't struggle.

He pulled her shirt seductively over her head and her shorts down her hips. Beck she mumbled we can't do this, it's not right!

he lowered her gently into the spacious bathtub and turned the water on, she watched dazed as it quickly filled.

Im supposed to be with Jami right now she whispered panicking slightly. Shes at work no one will know you were with me instead. He pulled his jeans down his thick legs and yanked his t shirt off. Quickly he submerged himself in the water beside her and grabbed her by her hips pulling her to a straddling position.

If you don't want to do this I won't force you, he said quietly, his tone serious. She hesitated, she wanted this more then anything but she still felt like it was wrong.

A tear crept down her cheek and he brushed it away, I've loved you from the day I met you. And I know at one point you loved me too.

I've always loved you she choked out. His heart broke a little, she looked broken and scared, maybe he should of just let things be, but she leaned forward and kissed him softly,

His heart best a little faster and his fingers dug into her thighs, trying too hold back his need to bury himself inside of her, he had dreamed of this moment for years, but when he Finally realized his feelings for her were more then just friends it had been to late.

Her soft hands brushed his thick hair away from his eyes he stared deeply into her eyes and she opened her mouth to say something.

The doorbell cut her off, Dammit, Beck muttered, just ignore it, it rang again this time it sounded... angry? As if a door bell could express emotion.

It sounds urgent, Miya started to rise from warm water but he held her back, stay here he muttered, he forced himself too let go of her and stepped onto the cold floor quickly pulling a discarded pair of sweats on.

He grabbed her by the chin gently and placed a  intoxicating kiss on her lips, I'll be right back he promised, then turned to answer the door.

The unwanted intruder had decided the door bell wasn't enough and was now pounding on the door instead.

Beck flung it open, what?! He demanded angrily.

Where the hell is my wife! Beck casually leaned against the doorframe, she's your wife man you tell me. He taunted.

Boyd? Beck turned quickly at the sound of Miya's panicked voice, go back inside I'll deal with him he told her comfortingly.

Miya pushed him aside, her clothing was back in place not even a wrinkle to hint what they had been doing merely minutes before Boyd had showed up on the front step.

The hell Miya? Boyd shouted, I've been calling you and texting you. Why the fuck didn't you answer?

Don't talk to her like that! Beck snapped at him taking a threatening step forwards. Beck no. Miya put a hand on his chest stopping him in his steps.

Boyd glanced at the hand holding him back then his eyes shifted to her panicked eyes. You whore he snapped, you tell me he's just a friend and that I have nothing to worry about.

But from the guilty look on your face I'm guessing he had you bent over some counter like the slut you are. A tear dripped down her cheek.

He raised his hand and slapped her harshly across the face. Beck pushed Miya away and sent his fist into the smaller man's face.

Boyd stumbled backwards  a bruise already forming under is eye, get in the fucking car Miya, he demanded.

She's not going anywhere with you, you piece of shit, Beck spoke for her, he glanced at the spot she had been standing in but she was gone,

Becks eyes shot up, Miya was slowly backing away from the angry men, towards her husbands car.

Miya! He shouted. You don't have to go with him!
I do she cried softly, her voice cracking I'm sorry Beck. Boyd laughed manically. Leaning forward so Miya couldn't hear.

She will always choose me you bastard. Stay the fuck away from my wife if you know what's good for you.

Boyd turned on his heel and climbed behind the wheel of his white sedan.

Beck stood defeated watching them speed away. He knew he couldn't stop her, it was Miya's choice after all. But he knew in his heart it wasn't the choice she wanted to make.

Heyo guys so I've been writing and rewriting this for ages and I almost gave up on it, I hope you can bare with me if you decide to read it and know I will probably make many mistakes, I know this was a very weird beginning but I'm horrible at starting the first chapter of books, anyway drop a follow leave a comment give me some constructive criticism and don't forget too voteeee <3