“Case …” she pants as her pussy tightens around my cock. She arches her back and her lips part as she sucks in a breath.
“Come on, baby.” As I egg her on, I curse myself. “Come for me, baby,” I grind out as I pull back and thrust forward. The quicker she comes, the sooner we’ll be done. I wish I could hold out forever.
She sucks in another breath, and her muscles tense against my body. She fists her hands, and she lets out a cry as her pusssy tightens. She comes on my cock and I bite the inside of my lip as I enjoy the feel of her running down my cock and coating my balls. I could never get enough of her. Her body shakes and I can feel her heart pound in her chest as I allow my body to fall on top of hers. She looks up at me through hooded eyes as I slow my hips. For once, I want to make love. I want to show her that I do have a heart. Because once I tell her about my past, she will think differently.
CASE
I pace back and forth at the end of the bed with my hands in my hair as Taylor sits up, resting her back against the headboard.
“Do you want to sit down?” she asks.
“No.” My reply comes out sharper than I intended.
“Okay,” she whispers.
You would think the fact we just had sex would help my nerves, but it’s made them worse. My entire body is tense, and if she would let me, I would crawl on top of her right now and fuck her to the point she passes out. That way I could hold this off just one more day, but what good will that do us? Hasn’t she waited long enough? “I don’t know where to start,” I mumble more to myself than to her.
“Anywhere you want,” she encourages me softly.
“My name is Tyler Cason Crawford.” That was easy enough. I look over at her, and she smiles at me encouragingly. “I’m twenty-nine and as long as I can remember, I have always been called Case.”
I let out a long breath as I come to a stop and stare at her. She licks her lips nervously before giving me another soft smile. I feel my body physically relax. Just the fact she is still in front of me after everything I have done is a miracle of its own.
I take a deep breath. “I have a twin sister.”
For a few seconds, she just stares up at me. And I didn’t expect her to be all that surprised about that part. “I know you knew that already.”
“How would I know that?” she asks wide-eyed.
“The family photo. I know you looked at it,” I inform her, and she nods once.
“Yes. But I didn’t know that she was your twin.” She’s lying I can tell. I’m not sure how she knows, but she does.
I nod. “Her name was Nicole.”
Her eyes look down at my wrist where Nicole’s name is tattooed. I look down at it too and lift my other hand. Without thought, I rub my thumb over it.
“Was?” she asks softly.
I take a long breath. “Yeah. I haven’t seen her in twelve years.” I swallow the lump in my throat.
“What happened to her?” she whispers.
I look over at her, and I hate that my eyes sting. I hate that bringing up my past is gonna make me look weak in her eyes. So I place that mask on. The one where I show nothing. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It’s time … “She was taken from us.”
“Good game, man!” Brecken slaps me on the back as we run off the field.
I laugh. “Yeah, you were actually good tonight,” I say shoving his shoulder as we walk through the parking lot. Tonight was the last game of our senior year, and we kicked ass.
“What happened to Nicole?” he asks looking around the parking lot. “I never did see her with the squad.” He shakes his head with a smile.
“Well, you know her studies come first.” My sister doesn’t let anything get ahead of her schooling. Not even being head cheerleader.
“I don’t know, man. She never misses a game,” he says starting to sound worried.
“I wouldn’t sweat it.” I come up to my beat-up old truck. “I’m sure she’s at the house.” He had come over before the game, so we drove together.
We both pile into my truck, and I drive us back to my house. As soon as we pull down the road to my house, both of our bodies stiffen. “What the hell?” Brecken asks as he leans forward to look out the windshield. Four cop cars sit in my circle drive.
