Page 46 of Claiming What's Mine

Raking my fingers through my hair, I stepped to the sink and gripped the porcelain. My knuckles turned white as I dug in hard, ready to tear it off the pedestal.

Blue was the last person I expected to walk through that door, and when she did, everything turned upside down.

She had been the one and only girl to break my heart, to literally rip it from my chest and tear it into pieces. I had never wanted to feel that pain again.

The second I saw her, all of that came rushing back. The hot pins poking my lungs, the hollow feeling in my gut, the sharp knife stabbing my heart. It was as if all those years between us weren't there, and the wound was fresh and new.

Turning on the cold water, I splashed my face. Keeping my eyes closed, I let the water drip down, feeling the cool trickles as they worked across my skin.

Knock Knock Knock

“I'll be out in a minute!” I called out, tearing a few paper towels off the roll and drying my face.

Knock Knock Knock

“Hold on!”

Knock Knock Knock

“Jesus,” I huffed out under my breath. Whipping around on my heels, I tore the door open. “Alright, I'm—”

Silence. My voice dropped to nothing, the words lost to shock as I was met with Blue's bright hazel eyes. Blinking with a doe-ish glaze in her stare, she gave me a half smile.

“Hey,” she said, her eyes darting between mine. The very tip of her tongue ran across her bottom lip, tempting the opening.

I was drawn to her mouth instantly, pulled in like a moth to a flame. My heart slammed around inside my chest, my blood began to flow like rushing rapids through my veins.

The pain I had just been feeling morphed into need, a deep seeded need that I couldn't explain. My aching heart was now beating with desire, my dry mouth was now watering to taste her tongue.

“Hi.” That was all I could get out, one word. One stupid little word that meant nothing. It wasn't what I wanted to say, it wasn't the words I had held in all these years, locked up inside my soul until that very moment.

I wanted answers, I wanted to know what had happened to us, I wanted to tell her to screw, and not to bother with shitty small talk.

And then there was that desire, spreading all over my body, making me want to hold her and hug her, kiss her soft lips and run my hands all over her body.

Fuck, I've missed you.The thought swept through my mind, a thought I kept to myself even though I wanted to blurt it out.

I said nothing, leaving her to wonder what the hell was going through my head.

Damn, I still love this woman. . .

Twisting her toe into the carpet, Blue looked up at me under hooded lids. “How are you?” she asked, her voice uncertain and timid.

Blue inhaled a deep breath, causing her chest to perk and her breasts to pillow out through the top of her blouse. My eyes were drawn to her tits, her perfect cleavage right there, teasing every inch of my body.

Licking her lips again, she nibbled on her bottom lip, tugging it in just a little. Those lips, those luscious, full, perfect lips. Images of my dick in her mouth, those plump lips wrapped around my shaft, and swallowing my length began to run through my head. My cock jerked, swelling and throbbing, ready to bend her over right there, and claim her all over again.

It was wrong, it was morally wrong to have a semi at my father's service. But what I felt wasn't something I could control, it was carnal, it was animalistic, it was pure beast.

Fuck it, I'm going to hell to anyway.

Reaching my arm out, I brushed my fingers around the shell of her ear, allowing my fingertips to gently run across the bottom of her jaw. Holding the very edge of her chin, I leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

Releasing her face, I let my hand fall to my side, and I waited. I waited to see if she would slap me, I waited to see if she would huff out angrily and storm off. I didn't have any words to give her, but I had wanted to do that since the last day I saw her.

It always felt like we left things unfinished, with no closure, no real explanation. Ten years had passed since we saw each other last. Neither of us were the same people, it wasn't possible.

So what the hell am I feeling? What the hell did I just do?

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