Rose of Thorne (28 page)

“Oh fuck
…FUCK, baby!” He cries as I begin stroking him up and down, I lick and suck down his long length. I taste the sweet taste of his pre cum in my mouth and I continue looking up into his beautiful eyes. Suddenly, he pulls me around and pushes me forward into the nearby ballet bar on the opposite mirrored wall. With his tie in his hand, he begins securing my wrists to the bar. Moving behind me I feel him caress my ass and I lock eyes with him in the mirror in front of us. He teases my entry with his cock as he slides it up and down into my soaking wet folds.

“
Please take me, Sebastian. I need you inside me now!” I beg him.

I push my ass out against
him, he grabs my hips, and with one furious thrust forward, he is inside me. Over and over, he slams into me from behind and I can feel the deep pressure of my release already building.

“Oh fuck yes, baby!
You feel SO FUCKING amazing. Push your ass back into me, baby. YES! Just like that!” he shouts and I feel myself about to topple over the edge of bliss. I want to close my eyes and savor the pleasure that is about to erupt, but his words catch me.

“Look at me
, baby. I want you to keep those beautiful eyes on me when you come,” he pleads.

My walls tigh
ten and I hear him growl in response.

“OH...
SEBASTIAN!” I scream and continue staring deep into his eyes.

He reaches around me and unties my hands from the bar, but leaves them tied together.
He pulls out of me and lifts me back up around him. The music changes to Massive Attack’s Angel as I wrap my bound hands around his neck. With my legs wrapped around his strong body, he slowly enters me. The change of the music has slowed our tempo, making our movements tender as we begin slowly kissing each other. We now share breaths as our labored breathing becomes more and more frantic. Our bodies move as one and I feel a connection with him different than ever before. It’s spellbinding and it soars throughout every fiber of my body.

Tender
ly and lovingly, he glides his long length in and out of my body. I watch the candlelight dance off his warm amber eyes while my body begins trembling with intense pleasure. I feel it building and building unlike anything I have ever experienced, and suddenly I am screaming out his name, as I remain staring deep into his eyes. He roars his release with mine and I feel the wet tears fall down my face.

I love him so much. He has saved me from the darkness.

He wipes the tears away with his thumb and tenderly kisses me.
When I look back at him, I see that he too has tears in his eyes.

“
You are my life, Skylar. I love you so much, baby,” he says softly while he brushes my hair away from my face.

“Not as much as I love you, “
I whisper back before crashing my lips to his.

I look at the man I
am going to spend the rest of my life with and realize that even if I have a million lifetimes with him it will never ever be enough.

Sebastian

We sit on the floor of the studio wrapped in each other’s arms as I stare into the dancing flames of the flickering candles. The room looks magical with the glowing candlelight reflecting off the long mirrored wall behind us. I gently stroke her bare arms and breathe in her delicious intoxicating scent while smiling into her hair.

“I can’t wait to become your wife
,” she sweetly proclaims, breaking the loud silence in the room.

“Me either
, baby. I am dying to start calling you Mrs. Thorne. Besides, just think of how much money I will save on a housekeeper,” I joke and she jabs me hard in the ribs.

“OUCH!” I yell out in pain and pretend to be
badly wounded. She immediately begins checking my injuries and I have to bite my lip to keep the smile off my face.

She
can be such a pushover sometimes.

Once she sees that I am not injured she shoots me a mischievous expression before continuing speaking.
 

“Well, MOST of all I can’t wait to have lots and lots of babies with you!”
she exclaims with a huge grin on her face. Laughing, I force her back down onto her back and hold both of her hands above her head. I crawl slowly over her perfect body and pin her down on the floor. I can already feel myself growing hard again. All it would take is one tilted move of my hips and I could be right back in her deliciously sweet warm folds, but instead of thrusting into her I grind myself on the outside of her opening just to tease her.

“Lots and lots of babies, huh?” I say, using her words to tease her back. I release her hands and she wraps them tightl
y around my neck and pulls me closely into her.

“LOTS!”
she shouts and then begins laughing I stifle her laughter by pressing my lips against hers and deepening our slow passionate kiss. I slide my hand onto her toned stomach and begin gently caressing the delicate skin near her navel ring. The thought of her one day carrying my child makes me happy as fuck. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t mind getting started working on that part right now.

She sits up and slowly
and turns to face me. I can’t help but revel in her stunning beauty. The lines of her elegant face grow serious and I instantly become alarmed.

“Skylar, what’s wrong
, baby?” I ask her as I try to control the panic in my voice.

“There is nothing wrong, Sebastian. As a matter of fact, everything is absolutely perfect and I owe all of that that to you
,” she says smiling and climbs onto my lap to straddle me. I enclose my arms around her bare waist and pull her tightly against me.

I love this woman more than life itself.
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

Tracing my jaw with her
fingertips, she studies my face intently. I can feel the love radiate between our bodies without words ever needing to be spoken. I remain silent as she continues speaking.

“After my parents died I didn’t think it was possible to ever know what happiness truly felt like again.
So much of me has been dead on the inside for so long that I couldn’t see myself ever being able to love anyone. You have mended my broken heart and healed my damaged soul, Sebastian, and I thank God every single day for you being in my life. I never imagined that this kind of love was possible or that it even existed. From the moment we met, I have felt this undeniable connection with you. I truly believe God sent you to me to save me from myself and to awaken my soul. I love you with everything in me, Sebastian Kohlson Thorne. You have given me back my life and for that I can never thank you enough.”

I take her soft hand into mine and place it above my heart.

“Do you feel this, baby?
My heart beats because of you and only for you. You are the very air I breathe, Skylar Rose. You light up the darkness within me and chase away my pain. I never knew what Heaven was until I held you, my beautiful girl. You taught me how incredible love is. I know that we had been destined to find one another, baby. You are truly the other half of my soul. I don’t think you understand, Skylar, but you are my reason for living... you are my lifeline. I don’t ever want to imagine one single moment of my life without you in it,” I say as I sit there trembling before her. I can feel the tears in my eyes and she leans her forehead against mine. The feel of her skin against me is calming and I savor the warmth of her touch.

“Promise me something,” she says as she takes my hand into hers. I can feel her sweet breath against my face and it is hypnotic.

“I would do anything for you, baby. You have to know that by now,” I reply and rub my thumb across her plump bottom lip. Her deep clear turquoise eyes look deeply into mine, and it literally takes my breath away.

“Promise me that we will have a forever of moments just like this and that you will never hold back from letting me love you,” she replies softly.

I want nothing more at this moment than to promise her all the things she is asking, but I can’t. So much of me wanted to just confess to her everything that happened that night and beg for her forgiveness. She is my gift from God and I know that I don’t deserve her after everything that I have done, but she is my whole world. I know if she ever were to find out what really happened the night of the accident she would never be able to forgive me.

I decide in this moment, that no matter what, I will never tell her
. I can never risk losing her. I will move Heaven and Earth to make sure that I never hurt this woman again. Realizing that she is growing deeply concerned by my sudden silence, I make her the only promise that I know I can truly keep.

“I promise you as many of these moments that you will allow me to share with you, baby.
I promise to you that I will forever love you and I swear to you that I will spend every single precious moment we have together trying to prove to you how much you mean to me and I pray that is forever,” I say and allow the tears to continue.

She cups my cheeks and I see the sweet tears fall from her gorgeous face.
Passionately, she crashes her delicious lips to mine and tenderly we move our tongues against one another. We pour every ounce of our love into that kiss, making it so magical and intimate that I never want it to end. Gasping for air, we break the kiss and I wipe the tears from her delicate face.

“Forever with you will never be enough, Sebastian
,” she softly whispers against my lips and continues staring deeply into my eyes. I can feel the power of her words and it is truly my undoing. I ease her body back onto the floor and through our tears, we begin making slow beautiful love to one another.

She is
right; forever will never be enough time with her. I know that I may not get my forever with her, but for now…for today…she is mine.

Lucas

“I can’t stand to see you this way anymore!” Tomas, my best friend, shouts as he holds my drunken ass up in my Monaco apartment hallway. He manages to help me into my bedroom and I collapse onto my bed face first.

FUCK that hurt!

I roll over on the huge white bed and the wave of nausea suddenly hits me.
I scramble off the bed and stagger past my best friend as he stands there watching me with an angry face. I barely make it to the adjoining bathroom before emptying my stomach into the porcelain toilet. Over and over again, I hurl into it while gripping it for dear life.

Too much d
amn whiskey.

“Stupid fucker!” Tomas snarls at me while he leans with his arms crossed against the bathroom door facing.

“Don’t start, Tomas
,” I manage to reply.

“Yeah, well…
I’m going to start. CeCe and I are not going to watch you drink yourself to death. You are completely out of control, Lucas. You are out every fucking night man and I’m tired of making sure your drunken ass gets home safe. Not to mention you are making my wife cry and that’s not fucking cool!”

“I’m not your fucking problem, Tomas!
If you hadn’t pulled me out of that club tonight I’d be back at the hotel now with that hot brunette and I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t be giving me this shit right now!”

“No, I’m sure you’re right.
She would have left your limp dick ass right about now when you tossed chunks all over her. You are such a stupid son of a bitch!” he yells making his French accent more prominent. That always seems to happen when he gets pissed. And trust me. Right now, he is REALLY pissed.

“When are you going to fucking learn, Lucas? You can’t drink or fuck her memory away
. I’m just going to tell you, my friend, that there isn’t enough alcohol or women in this world to do it.”

“Well, I’m going to damn well try!”
I hatefully reply, now sobering up.

He is right though, I can’t forget her.
I should have never let her go so easily and now… now it’s too late.

When I returned to
Paris, I threw myself into my business for distraction. It worked for a couple of months, but then when I finished, there was no way I could return home to Texas. After leaving Paris, I decided to head to Monaco for a while and stay at my apartment next door to my best friends, Tomas and CeCe.

My c
ompany is running smoothly without me and I try to check in most every day. For the most part, I spend my time with women and booze. They are my new best distraction in my miserable life.

Once I
get back to Monaco, brunettes become my only choice for women. I spot one in a nightclub or random bar, and then drink until I don’t feel anything inside. Then I bring the girl to a hotel, fuck her from behind, and pretend that she is the girl who still owns my heart. I never look at their faces during sex, I can’t. I only feel worse when I sober up and realize the girl next to me isn’t Skylar. My life is a fucking mess and it is all because of her.

“They’re getting married, Tomas,” I say, as I stagger back into my bedroom. I reach over and hand him the invitation that I
keep by my bed. I keep it there so I can look at her gorgeous face when I stay here.
Yeah, I like to torture myself.

“Next month they are
getting married man. It’s too late. I’ve lost her,” I say with a pained voice. The alcohol still makes me woozy, but I’m feeling better since I threw up. I sit back on the bed and rest my head in my hands, leaning forward until my elbows rests on my knees.

“Do you love her still?”
he asks me, tapping the invitation against his leg.

“Of course I still fucking love her.
Do you think I would be this way if I didn’t love her?” I shoot back at him.

He sits down on the bed beside me and puts his hand on my shoulder before he continues speaking.

“Well, if you still love her then you owe it to yourself to tell her that. She needs to know, Lucas, and you don’t want to regret this one day. More than anything, you need to do this now before you destroy yourself.”

“I can’t tell her I love her
; she obviously loves him. She is marrying him for fuck sake, Tomas! Besides, I know she doesn’t love me back. She never did. I just want her to be happy, whether it is me or with someone else. I had just hoped it would have been me.”

Those words hurt to say
. They hurt even more to admit to myself in my head. The ugly truth is that I had danced around for the entire time we were together. I know without a doubt that she cared deeply for me, but I always knew that there was someone else who really owned her heart. That someone is not me. It is Sebastian Thorne.

I snatch back the invit
ation from Tomas’ hand and study her picture.

Oh
, how I miss that face!

“You need closure
, Lucas, and the only way that is going to happen is if you tell her how you feel. Not for her, but for you. No matter what she says or does, you need to know that you at least got that off your chest.”

“You’re suggesting that I just go up to her door and knock and say
‘I love you’?” I sarcastically ask him.

“Yeah, well
, I was thinking more along the lines of a conversation over lunch or dinner, but that would work too, I suppose,” he teases, but I am not humored.

“Fuck off!” I fire back at him.

“Yeah, well, I need to get back home to CeCe. Please, Lucas, think about I said. I think you need that in order to move on.”

“Yeah, whatever
, I’m tired. Tell CeCe I will make this up to her and take you guys out to eat.”

“I’ll tell her
. I’m sure she’ll pick the most expensive place possible. She’s pretty upset with you right now,” he chuckles.

I deserve that
,” I reply and he throws his hand up to wave goodbye.

“Tomas?” he turns as I call his name.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for getting me home and…
well… everything.”

“No problem, my friend.
I will see you tomorrow.”

I fall back onto my bed and hold her picture above me. I think abo
ut what Tomas had said to me and of course, he had been right. Right now, I am on a direct path for self-destruction and it needs to end. I sit up, pull my phone out of my pocket, and make the call to my pilot.

It l
ooks like I’m heading back to Texas.

Skylar

“Are you sure you don’t need me to take you to the doctor, baby?” Sebastian fusses over me as I sit on the living room couch.

“I’m just fine
, silly, so please stop worrying. I am just really tired I guess,” I reply.

“I think I’ll just call Nik and tell him I’m staying here with you,” he says worriedly.

“Go on to the gym, Sebastian. I’ll be fine.”

“Please
, just get some rest and leave this work stuff alone, okay? Promise me or I won’t go to the gym,” he says seriously.

I reach over and
brush his handsome face and smile.

My
husband-to-be is freaking sexy as hell and that tight muscle shirt shows off every perfect chiseled section of his abdomen and arms. Does he really have to go to the gym?

“
I promise I’ll leave it alone, okay, worry wart? Now go! Scoot!” I tease him and he pulls the blanket over my body.

He leans in
, kisses me softly on the lips, and whispers, “I love you, baby.”

“I love you more
,” I return and he beams that sexy as sin smile at me. I swear he could totally level a room full of swooning women with that look and now it is all for me.

He grabs his bag and heads out to meet Nik at the gym.
I close my eyes and drift into a peaceful sleep.

My ringing phone wakes me and I look over
at the clock and realize I have only been asleep for about twenty minutes.

Great, now I feel worse than before I lai
d down.

I groan and reach for my
phone and see that it’s Chanru, Mr. Yung’s assistant calling me from Japan.

“
Moshi Mosh!” I say to him as I answer my phone.

“Hello
, my dear Skylar, I am just calling you to discuss the dates for the grand opening party for L.A.”

“Sure,” I reply grabbing my pen off my schedule book. I was just jotting down the details when my pen dies.

“Hang on, Chanru, my pen just ran out of ink on me. I’m going to grab one from the office,” I say as I sit down at Sebastian’s desk.

Of
course, his desk would be immaculate with no pens, so I’m forced to search through the drawers. With the phone tucked under my chin, I reach for the top drawer of Sebastian’s desk, but find it locked. I pull at his other drawers expecting that they too are locked, but the bottom one surprisingly opens.

I place a couple of folders in my lap before moving a velvet bag,
but I’m still not finding a pen anywhere. Chanru politely says he will email me all of the details and would be in contact with me soon. I was just ending the call when a picture falls from the folder and into my lap. Picking it up, I realize that it is my school id picture from my last year at college.

Why on earth would he have this picture of me?

Trying to shrug it off
, I open the folder to place the picture back inside, but what I see leaves me completely stunned. My life for the past 8 years… page after page of details and pictures. School reports, awards, and details of my parent’s accident.

Why would he have this?

I open the other folder to find it’s the police file about the report on Trevor and his assault on me
. I am so confused and am now shaking uncontrollably. None of this makes any sense at all. I set the folders on top of his desk and place the velvet bag beside them. Something shiny catches my eye, and maybe I shouldn’t have, but I tug the bag the rest of the way open. I now wish that I hadn’t.

My whole world crumbles
because of the contents of that bag.

I am in complete disbelief as I stare down at it.
It has been almost 8 years since I held this in my hands and yet why is it here? I stand and the chair slides past me.