Page 41 of My Brother's Enemy
Rain: Congratulations on the win tonight.
That was it? Nothing else? No what am I doing now? How’s it going with the team? Call me when you’re done? Swing by and fuck me until we both black out?
I expelled a ragged breath. What had I been expecting? I couldn’t expect anything. That was the point. I couldn’t just expect Rain to want me every time I wanted her. And she’d said there were things she struggled with, so that made this even more complex.
Plus, her job. Jesus.
Her job.
A battle raged within me. My gut said to go to her hotel, that I needed to be the one to push her, pull her out of her head. My brain said to restrain myself, not to be an asshole.
But Iwasan asshole.
I swung my truck around and headed for her hotel.
28
RAIN
Just as I started to fall asleep, there was a knock on my door.
I’d been wired after talking with Coach Hines, so wired that I’d given up trying to go to sleep. I’d gone back to the rink for an hour of skating. I’d read Tyler’s texts, but what was he thinking? I couldn’t go to the bar with them. How would we act around each other? The first words he’d said to me were asking if I was okay with him kissing me. We hadn’t spoken to each other in front of the team. So again,what was he thinking?
I’d just texted back something general. We could talk more in person tomorrow.
But now there was pounding at my door.
“Rain! Are you asleep? Let me in.”
That was Tyler, and when he continued knocking, I hurried out of bed. Rushing to the door, I lectured myself in my head.Who else were you expecting? Why are you in such a hurry to let him in when this is aterribleidea?
I unlocked the door, swung it open, and pulled him inside. “Stop.”
As soon as the door was closed and locked, I turned to him, and his hands went to my face. He stepped close, and the air leftmy lungs as he backed me against the door. He didn’t give me a moment to acclimate myself. He was there, right there, and he was breathing my space. My heart lurched as my body got hot.
He plastered himself against me and bent down, but he didn’t kiss me. He just held there.
“My mind’s been buzzing all night, thinking about why you weren’t responding to my texts,” he said. “I got worked up. Were you with someone? I shouldn’t ask, but were you? I don’t want that, for the record. If we keep doing this, it’s just you and me. Can I ask that? I’m asking. I’m saying it. Just you and me. Fuck. I never do exclusive, but the thought of someone else touching you?” His hand went to my hip and slid under my shirt, resting against my skin. His forehead fell to mine and he breathed me in again. “I was going fucking nuts.”
His pulse raced and his eyes were dilated. I got a whiff of beer from his breath, but he didn’t seem intoxicated. I reached up, wrapping my hands around his wrists as I pulled his hand from my face. I stepped back so I could better see him. “Are you drunk?”
“No. One beer that I didn’t even finish.” He took my hands in his, pinning them to the door above my head.
Whoosh. And just like that, I was throbbing for him. I could feel my heartbeat in my pussy. “Tyler, what are you doing?”
“I want you.” His eyes were molten, so dark. His gaze fell to my lips, and hunger flared. “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head all night. What were you doing? Tell me you weren’t with someone else.” He moved against me, and I could feel how hard he was. That was for me. Because of me.
I struggled against the surge of feeling that bloomed within me. Power.
Tyler wants me.
But for how long?
“Rain,” he whispered as he bent over, his lips finding my throat.
And just like that, I ceased thinking. “Yes.”
“Thank God.” And he picked me up, moving us to the couch. He sat, his hands sliding under my shirt. “I want you to ride me, just like this. Do you want that? Feel me sliding inside of you? You’re in control.”
