Truly Mine Page 13

  When she slides my zipper down, I let out a slight moan. I’ve spent nearly all day with a hard-on that’s been confined in these pants. One release today has not been enough, considering the amount of time I’ve spent aroused. Once freed, Truly pushes my boxers down, and I step out of them, leaving me standing naked in front of her. She reaches forward, taking my cock in her hand. I suck in a sharp breath. Her hands always feel so good wrapped around me.

  She licks her lips as she watches herself stroke me. She’s lost in her own head. I fight the urge to pull her close. I want to be inside her.

  She shakes her head and whispers, “Don’t come.”

  She’s fucking with me. I don’t know what she gets out of this. Truly has always required a certain amount of pain to accompany her pleasure.

  Using both hands, she strokes me up and down, stopping to trace the tip of my cock to use the drops of pre-cum to lubricate her hand. I’m finding it hard to hold back. She speeds up. My breathing does, too.

  “Truly.”

  Her eyes meet mine.

  “I need you now.”

  I grab her arms to turn her so that I can fuck her from behind, but she immediately drops to her knees and pulls her bra off.

  “Right here.” She lays a hand over her chest. “Come right here, Tyler.”

  I don’t know what’s going on in that melodramatic mind of hers, and I’m in no condition to analyze it. What I do know is that she wants to be mine tonight. All mine.

  So, I take hold of myself, and I lay claim to her.

  After a long shower, we’re lying in Truly’s bed. Not a word has been mentioned about any of the events today that still need to be discussed.I’m perfectly fine with leaving it for later. I want to enjoy every minute I have with her.

  Truly’s bed is huge and fluffy and girlie. At least a dozen red-and-black lacey ruffly pillows surround us.

  We lie naked, facing each other, and talk with only a candle offering a dim flickering of light.

  “I met her while I was away at school. We were together one time,” I continue on, telling her the story of how Rion came to be.

  She’s relieved to hear that his mother is no one she knows.

  “Can I see a picture of him?”

  “Sure.” I crawl out of bed to retrieve my phone from my jeans that are still in the bathroom.

  While in the bathroom, I take care of other business and then return to Truly’s bedroom to the most lovely sight. Truly is standing in her doorway, wearing a black satin corset with red trim and matching panties. There are several strands of pearls around her neck.She looks stunning, like the perfect mix of devil and angel. And she is just that. If I’m to guess, red and black are her favorite colors since she’s wearing them, and they’re splashed throughout her house. I take a mental note to buy her lots of red and black things in the future.

  “This was supposed to happen earlier…” She trails off.

  “You’re beautiful, Truly.” I let my eyes roam over her before I close the space between us. “Absolutely beautiful.”

  Tossing my phone on a bookshelf as I pass by, I take in the sight before me. This is the first time I’ve seen Truly in lingerie. My stomach feels the same as it did the first time I was alone with her, the first time I touched her and knew I’d never get enough of this woman. Twenty years later, and I still want to cherish every inch of her body. I would gladly fall to my knees and profess my undying love to her in this moment, but that’s not how Truly feels loved.

  When I reach her, I take her face in my hands and slide them into her hair. She leans in to kiss me, and I pull her back by the two handfuls of hair I have. I’m rewarded with big eyes that have gone a few shades darker and full lips that part. I back her up to the end of her bed and force her down. She sits with her palms on her thighs. I lean down and slide my hand between her legs. Yes, she’s enjoying this.

  “You’re wet for me.”

  “Always, Tyler,” she confirms.

  I take hold of the pearls around her neck and pull her forward, so our lips touch. I don’t kiss her, and she doesn’t kiss me. Truly is most content when she’s restraining from what she wants. I pull one of the pearl necklaces over her head and then gather both her hands in mine. She watches as I drop to my knees, tie her hands together, and then lay them back in her lap.

  Placing my hand on her chest, I push her back so that she’s lying on the bed. I extend her leg and place it over my shoulder. Beginning at the apex of her thighs, I slowly kiss and lick my way down her toned long leg. When I’m done with one leg, I lift her other and repeat the process. By the time I’m finished, she’s squirming impatiently.

  I stand and look down at her. I love the sight.

  Gripping the pearl strands holding her hands together, I pull her to a sitting position. Her head down, she doesn’t even try to look up at me. I want to pull her face up, force her to look at me.

  Next, she would expect me to grab a handful of the hair on the back of her head and shove my cock in her mouth before forcing her to take me so deep that she’d gag. While I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t enjoyed this in the past, it’s not what I want tonight. I wish she didn’t need it. I want to please her. I want to give her what she needs.

  Instead, I lower my head and bury my nose in her silky hair as I whisper in her ear, “Baby, I don’t want to play this game tonight. I want to make love to you.” I take hold of her face, forcing her lips to mine. “Let me make love to you.”

  She opens her eyes, and a single tear falls down her cheek.

  “What’s wrong, Tru?”

  “Nothing’s wrong. Make love to me, Ty. I need you so badly.”

  Of all the times we’ve been together, I can think of only one other time it was like this. Nothing but utterly tender lovemaking, flawless and full of emotion. It was the first time I was ever with her. It wasn’t meaningless sex, and I knew it, even as young as I was. I loved every minute of it. And it kept me begging for more for years to come.

  I feel Truly’s emotions with every moan and every gasp. She looks deep in my eyes. She lies there, bared to me, not hiding her face or her body as she presses against me, and her hands reach out for me the entire time.

  The things she will never say are understood loud and clear. I’d love nothing more than to hear the words come out of her mouth, but actions don’t lie. She loves me, too.

  We awake in the morning, tangled beautifully together. I would be happy to wake up this way every morning.

  Truly’s head is lying on my chest, her arm is draped across my waist, and her legs are wound with mine. The blanket is covering only our bottom halves. My stomach does a somersault as I take in her beautiful body pressed against mine.

  I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now.I need to get up to use the bathroom, but I decide to enjoy her soft skin against mine for as long as I can. I lift a strand of her hair and let it fall through my fingers. I slide my hand across the smooth skin of her back, causing her to stir.

  “Good morning, babe.”

  She turns her face into my chest, smiling shyly.

  “Sleep well?” I whisper.

  “Mmhmm.” She presses her lips together tight and scurries out of the bed and into the bathroom.

  I roll over onto my side and enjoy the sight of Truly brushing her teeth while she’s naked. Crazy messy hair is all she wears. For a moment, I let the thought of leaving her tomorrow enter my mind, and it’s a punch in the gut. I physically shudder and then push the thought out of my mind. I have an entire day and night left, and I intend to make them count.

  “What’s on the agenda today?” I have my head propped on my hand, still lying in bed.

  “You’re calling the shots. Whatever you want to do is fine by me,” she says with a mouthful of toothpaste.

  “Hmm…do you think Lissa and Ellis and Marie could join us?” I roll out of bed to locate my phone.

  I find it on the bookshelf where I left it last night. Another messy bookshelf. As
I’m reading the titles, she appears in front of me, wrapped in a large red cotton bathrobe.

  She wraps her arms around my neck and softly kisses me. “I could ask them. What do you have in mind?”

  I tug on the belt of her robe so that it falls open, and then I slide my hands along her hips, pulling her flush against me. “It’s a surprise. I’ll know more in a few minutes.” I kiss her back.

  “I’ll make some coffee while you figure out what’s going on.”She steps back and then heads toward the kitchen.

  I slide my jeans on and check out the details for today’s plans. Once I’ve found times and availability information, I join Truly in the kitchen. “Could you ask them if they could be here and ready for a driver to pick us up at ten?”

  She pushes her jewelry aside to make room for my cup of coffee on the table. “Take us where?”

  “It’s a surprise, so don’t ask me,” I order. I sit down and take a sip of my coffee.

  “Okay. I’ll call them now.” She leaves the room for a moment.

  When she returns, she’s mid conversation with one of the girls. As she explains my request, I only hope they’ll enjoy what I have planned.

  Once in the car and on our way, I decide to tell everyone where we’re going. “So, we’re going to New Jersey.”

  “For?” Lissa asks.

  Truly smiles in a way that I’m sure she knows where we’re going.

  “MetLife Stadium?” Truly asks.

  She used to enjoy watching me play. I wish I had told her how much that turned me on all those years ago.

  “You got it. Giants versus Steelers.”

  “This is a new one for me. I’ve never been to an NFL game,” Marie says apprehensively.

  “It’ll be so much fun!” Truly is nearly bouncing off her seat with excitement.

  It sends a warm wave through my body. She might be living in a big city, but she’s still that small-town girl. I know it.

  “I wish I had known, Tyler! I would’ve worn my jersey.” She pops her lip out.

  I don’t even think before I lean in and kiss her pouty lips.

  “Ugh! Get a room!” Lissa taunts.

  I pull back and look into Truly’s eyes. I love the excitement and happiness I see in them. I want her to always look this way. “I’ll buy you one.”

  She’s pleased with that.

  After arriving at the stadium, I purchase a Giants jersey for Truly, and we find our spot. Thankfully, I was able to get decent seats. Marie is impassive, but Truly, Lissa, and Ellis are excited to be here.

  As the game starts and the announcers’ voices blast over the crowd, Truly bounces on her tiptoes. It reminds me of her as a high school girl, so excited to watch me play scrimmage games in the empty field across from my dad’s office. I swear, from just thinking about it, I can smell the freshly cut grass and hear everyone cheering my name.

  “Thank you for bringing me here!” she shouts over the crowd.

  “You’re welcome.” I instantly wonder if she was this pumped when I was playing in my high school games. I was so in a zone that I never took the time to pay attention to the girl I was dating, let alone Truly.

  Giants blue looks really fucking good on her. I think she’ll be leaving that jersey on while I fuck her later.

  “Oh, oh, oh!” Lissa waves her hand toward the guy selling beers and hotdogs.

  I get the guy’s attention and pull my wallet out of my back pocket.

  “Marie, Ellis, Tru? Want one?”

  “Yes!” they all say at once.

  After paying for five beers and hotdogs, I pass them out as they are handed to me and take one for myself.

  We all dig in to our dogs, and I realize this is the first time Truly and I have eaten today.

  I finish eating, and I get to my feet, joining the girls as they stand and cheer. I take a moment to just watch them. I wish I could drag this weekend on forever.

  Over the next couple of hours, we scream and cheer the New York Giants to victory. Truly is affectionate, a side I’m not familiar with. She’s aggressive and vocal while cheering for our team. This side of her I do know, and I love it.

  After the game, we follow the crowd, and Truly holds my arm, leaning on me. Exhausted, we exit the stadium.

  “Want a piggyback ride?” I look down at her and smile.

  “Ha! I wish. I’m a little old for that.”

  I narrow my eyes as I scold her, “I hate it when you say that.” Leaning down, I order her on my back, “Hop on. I’ll carry you.”

  “No, Tyler. Now, go.” She waves her hands, motioning for me to hurry up.

  “I’m not moving. Get on before people start throwing things at us.”

  “Seriously?”

  I raise my eyebrows and grin as I wait for her to give in.

  She does.She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, and before long, her head is resting on my shoulder. Ellis has Lissa wrapped up in his arms, and Marie leads us as she taps away on her phone.

  I’ve arranged for a car to be waiting for us. We load into the car, and minutes later, Truly is asleep, her head nuzzled against my chest.

  Everyone is so quiet. Or maybe it’s only because the past few hours have been so loud. The mood seems to have shifted, only I don’t have any idea why.I watch the rise and fall of Truly’s body as she sleeps soundly. When I look up, the others seem to have almost a mournful demeanor about them.

  “Did you have fun today?” I ask, looking between the three of them.

  “Yes. It was amazing. I didn’t know a football game could be so fun,” Marie speaks softly.

  Lissa and Ellis smile and nod their heads in agreement.

  “What time do you fly out tomorrow?” Lissa asks.

  “Nine a.m.,”I reply.

  A half smile that seems kind of sad comes over her face, and I sense something is going through their minds, but none of them wants to address whatever it is.

  “Does anyone want to tell me why you’re looking at me like wounded puppies?”

  They look anywhere but at me. I stare at each of them, not wavering. I want to know what has changed their mood so quickly.

  “Will we be seeing you again?” Lissa finally asks.

  I sit silent. All of a sudden, I feel deflated. I get it. “I assume you know the answer to that better than I do.” I chew on my lip, so I don’t say anything more.

  “I hope we do.” Marie flashes a genuine smile.

  I nod my head as I pull Truly a little closer, and I kiss the top of her head. This is the first time I entertain the thought of this visit being no more than every other visit we’ve ever had. I thought this was the beginning of something more. Not the same old, same old.

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  (n.) the end result of an uncertain series of actions

  Truly

  “Truly.”

  I’m awakened by Tyler calling my name softly.

  I must have fallen asleep as soon as we got in the car. He’s affectionately stroking my back, but I sense aggravation in his voice. We’ve had a wonderful day—a wonderful weekend, for that matter. He was fine when we left the game. I hope I didn’t talk in my sleep. I won’t bother him with any of my baggage.

  I pretend to still be sleeping while my heart is pounding. I have one last night with him, and I’ll be damned if I ruin that, too. Still tucked under his arm and against his chest, I slide my hand under his shirt and rest it on his hip. His chest stills. I look up at him. We look in each other’s eyes with a deeper emotion than I’ve ever felt for, or in return of a man.

  “Sir?” the driver calls from the front seat. “Can I take you somewhere else?”

  “No. No, we’re on our way. Sorry,” Tyler says, exiting the car.

  I slide out after him. He stands, looking at me.

  I decide to break the silence. “I had the best time today. Thank you.”

  “I had a good time, too. It took me back in time.”

  “Hmm.” I take a fe
w steps toward him. “Yes, it did for me, too.”I take his hand in mine and move toward the door.

  Tyler resists. “Do you want to find a café and have dinner?”

  “Okay.”

  We walk hand in hand to a café a few blocks away from my apartment, uncomfortably silent. The anxiety is beginning to build as we get closer to tomorrow’s inevitable good-bye.

  Once seated, we fall into an easy interaction again. As we eat our dinner, we talk about Tyler’s sisters. He tells me about his strange love-hate relationship with Dara.

  I sense he’s had enough talk about his family when he changes the subject completely. He mentions a conversation he had with Cory, and my heart skips a beat.

  “Yeah, he thinks Ali could be screwing around on him. I know she wouldn’t do that.”

  I take a bite of my burger, mostly because I want to prevent myself from saying what I’m thinking. My mind goes straight to what I do for a living and why I do it.

  “Besides, you know how Fallport is. The whole town would know if she were.” He shrugs his shoulders and arches his eyebrows as if to say to me, You know it’s the truth.

  He’s right. It is true. Everyone knows everything about everyone in that small town. At least they think they do. I can name a whole lot of shit that people think they know about me.

  “So, what’s your take on it?” I ask.

  “I think they’ve been together for over twenty years. Maybe they’re bored of each other. That’s a long time.”

  I can’t stop the smile that takes over my face.

  “What’s that look for?”Tyler snaps.

  “We met before they did,”I remind him.

  “Actually, we met after they did.”

  “Okay. We started—”

  He’s right. We did meet after, but we didn’t waste any time.

  “Having sex,”he adds.

  “Yes. Cory should court her again,”I suggest.

  “Court her? Did you just say that?”He laughs at me.