Rose In Bloom (9 page)

“So what are you going to do man?”

“Do about what?” he returns, throwing back his drink.

“What are you going to do about Kylie? You two can’t seriously keep this up.”

“There isn’t anything to do, Sebastian. It’s over and she hates me. I fucked up, and I can’t fix it.”

“Can’t or won’t? See, I happen to know you can fix this.”

“Oh really? And exactly how is that?”

“Well, for starters, you need to man up and admit you were wrong. I’m telling you, man. You need to make things right. Belize is the perfect place to do it. She’s on an island, for fuck's sake. She doesn’t have very far she can run.”

“I tried to talk to her on the plane, Sebastian. I even had a fucking speech rehearsed, but that damn male flight attendant was all over her. When she flirted back at him, it made me so damn jealous, I couldn’t see straight.”

“So why do you think she did that in the first place, dipshit? The girl is trying to make you jealous. She loves you!”

“No man, she doesn’t. There was a way she looked at me when we were together. She doesn’t look at me that way anymore. Goddamn I miss it!” He slumps over the bar and waves for another round.

The hairs on my arms rise and the air shifts around me. Only one person in this world can do that to me. Turning my head, I almost fall over myself when I see Skylar in a short white sundress. When she looks my way and beams her smile, I swear I feel like the luckiest guy on earth. Quickly, I elbow my dick head cousin to show him, this is his chance to do something about Kylie. But before he has a chance, she pulls the girls towards a table.

“See! She doesn’t even want to acknowledge me.”

Buying him another round, I pretend to listen to him complain, but really, I’m too busy admiring my girl. When she crosses her long legs, I catch a glimpse of her bare thigh, and I know there is no way I can hold off being with her. Leaving Nik to mope, I make my way to the bathroom and check to make sure the coast is clear before I send her a message.

Skylar

After a long, wonderful day of pampering and lounging in the warm bright sun, Kylie suggests that we grab a bite to eat at the little island bar, just down from where we are staying. With our sandals in hand, we begin the short journey down the beach. The night is beautiful. Every star looks so close and bright that it seems you can just reach out and pluck one down from the sky. Being here makes me forget everything horrible I’ve been through, that we’ve both been through that is. Even when I’m giggling beside my best friend and sister, I can’t help but miss him. He is, after all, the other piece of my soul, and I can’t wait to become his wife tomorrow.

I feel him, the instant I walk inside the bar. Sensing my presence, my sexy fiancée turns from his seat, and then flashes me a heart-melting smile, causing my clit to begin pounding.

Damn it! Does he have a remote to my vagina?

Nik is slumped over the bar with his head on his hand. With his elbow, Sebastian nudges him in the ribs. He seems pissed at first, but then Nik’s eyes seem to light up immediately when he sets eyes on Kylie. For a split second, I think she’s going to give in and walk over to him, but instead she stomps off, dragging Sophie and me with her. Blowing a kiss at Sebastian, I follow behind them.

Kylie quickly claims the round corner booth that just so happens to have the best view of the bar. I laugh because I know my friend’s motive in doing this. She thinks I don’t notice her stealing curious glances his way, nor the longing in her eyes.

“He has some fucking nerve, being here!” Kylie picks up a menu from between the little metal rack.

“Do you want to leave?” I ask her.

“Fuck no! I’m not giving that fucker the satisfaction of thinking that he won. I just can’t believe he’s here is all. It’s like I can’t escape him, even for dinner.”

Sophie starts giggling and pokes an agitated Kylie in the side.

“Well, don’t look now, but I think you have an admirer,” Sophie says.

Confused, Kylie turns her head to the right, and then her face breaks into a wide seductive smile. A very attractive, tall, blond guy winks, and then takes a long sip of his drink.

“Nice, really nice,” she says under her breath. Kylie starts running her hand through her long hair and pushes out her chest just a bit.

Why is she doing that? It’s not like he hasn’t already noticed them!

Her tits are crammed so tight in the short green dress she is wearing that I don’t know how the girl can breathe, let alone move.

“Stop it, Kyles! I know what you’re doing, and you’re playing with fire.”

“Psh! I’m not playing with fire, Sky. Well, at least not yet, anyway. That guy over there just might be worth getting a little burned over though.” Sophie giggles and shakes her head. I seriously don’t know what to do with my best friend.

A young waiter approaches our table.

“Hi, my name is Jace. Can I get you beautiful ladies a drink from the bar while you decide on something to eat?”

“I’ll have a screaming orgasm,” Kylie says to the young waiter, while she eye-fucks the guy at the bar.

“And for you, beautiful?” He turns to Sophie.

“I’ll just take a Cherry Dr. Pepper, please.”

“You got it, sweetheart,” the waiter says, winking at my sister.

“And you, miss?” he asks me, while still staring at Sophie.

“Just a pineapple juice, please.”

“Coming right up, ladies,” he says and walks towards the bar to put in our orders. Sophie blushes at the way the waiter keeps staring at her.

“Go get you some of that tonight, babe! I think he totally wants to rock your hut,” Kylie urges my sister.

“Stop trying to corrupt my sister, Kylie!” I warn.

Sophie seems distracted by her phone and doesn’t notice our exchange. Putting her hand to the receiver, she excuses herself to the front of the bar so she can hear better.

The waiter returns with our drinks and sits them down on our table. Kylie snatches hers up and sucks it down.

“Okay, wish me luck,” she says, scooting out of the booth.

Grabbing her hand, I pull her back around to face me. “You can’t be seriously considering that guy, Kylie! The only reason you are doing this is to make Nik jealous. You want him just as bad as he wants you. Seriously, chick, you are going to fuck everything up if you do this. Stop hurting each other and just go talk to him. Look at him! He is miserable.”

Kylie sits back down, but still waves the bartender over to order some shots of tequila. I know when my girl starts shooting tequila that things are about to get interesting.

My phone chirps and I pull it out, smiling at my incoming text.

SEBASTIAN: Bathroom NOW!

Shit! Just the demand in his words makes me wet.

Scooting my way out of the booth, I excuse myself, blaming it on pregnancy bladder.

“I’ll be right back. Keep an eye on Sophie, please.”

“Yeah, go on! I got it!”

I just make it into the little dark hall when I’m suddenly pulled into a nearby ladies’ room. His spicy smell ignites me. He backs me against the door, and presses his body against mine. The metal lock clicks as Sebastian secures the door behind me. Lifting my right leg, he wraps it around his waist, and moves his hand to cup my ass. His mouth overtakes mine with a forceful, passionate kiss, stealing my next breath, and melting me against him. My body surges with desire as he feverishly works his kisses down my jaw and neck.

“I missed you so much,” he whispers against my skin as he drags his teeth across my neck.

“Oh, is that so?” I tease, earning me a growl. His fingernails dig harder into my flesh.

“I want you now,” he says against my mouth while dragging his lips across mine.

“Oh no, no, no, Mr. Thorne! Not until the wedding night,” I joke, pointing my finger into his chest. He knows I’d totally do him right now.

Raising one eyebrow, he mischievously tugs one side of my light pink thong down over my hip. I can’t hide my grin as I wiggle my ass free of them, allowing them to drop to my feet. After he settles my leg back on the floor, I step out of my panties, and then he quickly drops to his knees. Picking them up off the floor, he lifts them in his hand and brings them up to his nose, drawing in a deep breath as he savors my scent.

“Goddamn, baby! You smell so fucking good,” Sebastian says, placing my thong into the pocket of his dark cargo shorts. Remaining on his knees, he stares deep into my eyes and trails his hand up between my bare legs. Delicious electricity radiates throughout my body, leaving me breathless and panting with desire. Once he reaches my opening, he smiles at how drenched I already am for him. Within the blink of an eye, the white hem of my dress flies up and Sebastian’s head disappears beneath the bright white eyelet material. The heat of his tongue immediately finds my pleading clit, sending ripples of pleasure through my core.

“Mmmmm, so fucking good,” he says and then returns to licking slowly up my folds again.

“Sebastian. God! Right there. Oh Yes!” I say, rolling my eyes back into my head. I swear his tongue is simply magic.

Pulling my ass forward, he unleashes his fury onto my pussy. Over and over, he flickers his tongue against my clit while shoving his fingers up inside of me. The combination is so overwhelming that I feel the release as it begins unraveling.

“Let go, baby, and come.”

“Yes! Oh. My. Ahhhh!” I scream, releasing a warm stream of cum in his mouth. His warm breath against my inner thigh has me trembling with aftershocks from my orgasm.

“Mmmmm. I want to share my dessert. Here, taste how sweet and delicious you are,” he says, standing and leaning in to kiss me.

Our tongues move the taste of my juices around in our mouths. I love it when he does this.

Reaching down, I stroke the outside of his shorts, finding his hard cock pressed firmly against his zipper. Just as I try to unbutton him, he stops me.

“Not until our wedding night,” he teases back, while helping me situate my dress.

“But I want to do something for you, now.”

“Trust me, baby, you just did. Now, I’ll have your sweet taste on me the rest of the night to enjoy.” He drags his tongue across his lips.

Sweet Jesus, that was hot.

He steps forward and kisses me again, pushing his hardness against me.

“Good things come to those who wait, my sweet girl. I’ll see you later tonight,” he says before kissing me sweetly on the lips.

Unlocking the door behind me, he allows me to go out first. My knees are still wobbly from our encounter, but I manage to make it to the booth. Sophie is still in the front of the bar talking on her phone. I hope she’s okay because her body language says she’s upset.

I settle back in the booth and take notice of my best friend. Kylie’s glaring at Nik, who is now talking to the girl beside him at the bar. I am shocked to see four empty shot glasses in front of her as well as a full one in her hand.

What the fuck? I couldn’t have been gone more than fifteen minutes.

“You know what? Screw him! If he wants to play, then so will I.”

“Don’t Kylie! You and I both know you are going to regret it if you do this,” I warn my best friend. Like it has ever done me any good with her. The stubborn cow has listened to me like twice in our whole friendship.

“The only thing I regret is being with him in the first place,” she says, pointing in his direction at the bar.

“Kyles, why are you doing this to yourself? I know you love him, and God knows that man is head over heels for you.”

My friend gulps down the cry that struggles for release. I know it is killing her on the inside. Quickly composing herself, she wipes the tear away, forces a smile, and turns up her fifth shot of tequila, downing it in record time.

“I’ll see you in the morning, Sky.” Kylie turns and twists her ass over to the bar and begins whispering something in the cute guy’s ear. His eyes widen. His smile grows equally devious. It is obvious what my friend is offering him, but it also seems to be obvious to Nik, too. The look of hurt on his face is horrendous.

As Kylie turns to leave with the guy, Nik grabs the girl next to him, slams her into the rim of the bar, and kisses her with vengeance. Sebastian helplessly witnesses it. Kylie’s shoulders tense as she quickly walks past him.