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“Honestly, we’d been together a couple of times before you went to Australia. He put an end to it before you both left and I promised myself I’d move on but one look at his face when you came back and I knew I hadn’t done that at all.”
“But you were sleeping with Elliot,” she says with a snarl.
I look at Ruben for a moment before deciding to tell him the whole story. Fuck it if he doesn’t want all the details. He made his bed now he’s got to lay in it!
Nine months ago…
“Where’s Ru?” Fin asks when he finds me on the sofa watching TV.
“He’s gone to say goodbye to Danni.” I shudder at the thought.
“Oh, I’ll come back later then,” he says awkwardly.
Things have been weird between us since my twenty first birthday. I know that it’s been five years and things should be normal but they’re not. I still love him, I’m desperate to be with him again but he’s not interested. He makes it perfectly clear how he feels by bringing back girls upon girls, sometimes literally, to the house I now share with Ruben. I shouldn’t have to see what I have but he makes sure to flaunt what it is he really wants in front of me as often as possible. I would hate him for it if I didn’t love him so damn much.
I’ve managed to steal a couple of kisses when I’ve got him alone since I came back from uni but that’s all he’s allowed me to have.
I’ll never forget the feeling that flooded my entire body the night Fin and Ruben announced they were going to Australia for six months. Yes it had been something they had talked about for years but I never thought it would actually happen. How wrong was I?
The thought of spending half a year without my brother, who also happens to be my best friend, alone was torturous let alone being without Fin, even if our relationship over the past couple of years has been somewhat distant.
The weeks leading up to their leaving, watching Ruben pack, listening to them talk about what they were going to be getting up to, where they’d be going, was horrendous. I loved my life here, with our parents and my business, but I couldn’t help thinking that without Ruben and Fin I’d be lonely. I had two good friends in the village growing up but they ran away to the big city as soon as they got the chance. We text each other occasionally but we’ve all moved on with our lives. I didn’t really connect with anyone at uni, all my class mates and room mates were all nice enough but I didn’t click with any of them. I won’t admit it out loud but I miss that girly friendship, being able to talk about anything and not worry about being judged. I love my mum, and we are really close but there are limits about what I can talk to her about.
“I’ve got a stew in the slow cooker if you want some,” I say hoping he’ll stay so I’ll get to spend sometime with him before he leaves tomorrow.
“I…uh,” he stutters looking torn.
Feeling pissed off because of their immanent departure I snap, “fine, just go then.”
“Con, come on, don’t be like that.”
“Sorry,” I mutter as I pass him heading to the kitchen. I don’t mean to act like a child but I can’t help it.
“Connie, wait,” he says as he grabs my wrist and pulls me to him. “Don’t think I’m not going to miss you too,” he whispers in my ear. I hate that it causes goose bumps to prick my entire body.
“I don’t want you to go,” I say quietly.
He doesn’t reply, instead he just wraps his arms around me and holds me to him tightly. The heat of his body instantly warms me. I rest my head on his sculpted chest and just listen to his heart beating.
He’s tense but the longer we stand the more relaxed I feel him getting. My heart flutters at the idea that I relax him.
When I feel him kiss the top of my head I can’t help myself. My hands slip under the cotton of his t-shirt until I feel his smooth skin against my palms.
“Connie,” he warns and I feel him start to pull back but I hold tight. I’m not losing him yet.
He must decide against fighting me because I feel him relax again as I run my hands up his back before gently scratching his skin with my nails on the way back down. The action makes him growl and that causes butterflies to erupt in my belly. I’ve waited years to have him again, he’s kept himself at arms reach, please let him forget everything for the night.
I feel his lips against my head again and I decide that it’s now or never, if he says no then I’ve got six months to get over it.
I step back and pull my oversized t-shirt over my head exposing my naked boobs to him. His eyes instantly drop to them and his tongue sneaks out to wet his bottom lip. My whole body practically vibrates with anticipation of having those lips on me.
“We shouldn’t be doing this, he could come back any minute.” He may say the words out loud but his face and body don’t seem to agree. His eyes are way too interested in my half bare body and I can see clearly from here that his dick is up for it, literally! His jogging bottoms are very tented.
“Okay…well…if you don’t want to then I guess I’ll just go and sort myself out on my own. Obviously my vibrator won’t be quite as fulfilling as you would be but if it’s the best I’m going to get then…” I turn towards my room and start pulling my legging down to expose my thong clad arse to him. I don’t make it two steps after removing my thong before I’m pulled back and pushed up against the wall.
I barely register the movement as it all happens so fast but the moment I’m lifted and I feel his cock at my entrance it’s like time stands still.
I look up and my eyes lock on to his. He looks fierce; his eyes are wild, almost like he’s not in control of his actions. We continue to stare at each other, no words muttered until suddenly he thrusts forward until he is seated deep inside me.
