Chapter 19 - Simon
She is making the most beautiful sounds, and moving her body is a seductive dance against me. She keeps rolling her hips to rub herself over my cock as she spreads her legs wide over my lap.
The noise in my head is persistent. Take her. Embrace her. Have her. She is yours.
My fingers knot tighter in her hair, and I tug harder, arching her backward so her breasts are arched toward me. I wrap my lips around her nipple, already hard as I suck it into my mouth. She cries out and rests her hands on my thighs that are spread wide to push her legs further apart.
I can barely take another second of this—of not having her—of not pushing my cock deep, deep inside her and locking myself to her.
Emotions are rushing through me that I have never felt before. Even though I thought I knew love in the past, I now see I was wrong.
This is so intense it terrifies me in ways I can’t grasp.
Blair lifts her hips as she arches, and I can see she is as desperate to have me inside her as I am to thrust into her.
I wrap my hands behind her, beneath her ass, gently pulling her pussy lips apart and positioning her over my cock. For a moment, I pause, teasing her and myself as I gently press the tip of my cock against her spread pussy.
She moans, a little sound of protest, of need, of angst.
Until I drop her down onto me.
I let her slide right onto my cock as it impales her perfect little body, pushing into her pussy and spreading it open to let me inside her.
My heart hammers wildly against my chest, fighting the desire to start fucking her so hard I risk tearing her apart.
My hands stay spread over her ass as I lift her and drop her onto my cock again.
She cries out louder this time, tilting her head up toward the ceiling as her hair falls over her back like a river of silk.
I begin to grind my cock into her, rocking in circles as I lift her up and down on my shaft. When I’m buried deep inside her, I grind harder, rubbing the base of my cock against her clit and noticing how her breath catches and she bites at her lower lip.
Her eyes lock onto mine, and in that moment, that intense gaze shoots through me, and my heart screams; I love her.
It overwhelms me. I can’t take it another second.
Lifting her, I roll her onto her back on the sofa and press my body over hers, my cock still inside her, but now her delicate body is trapped beneath me, and I am in full control of every movement.
My fingers wrap around her throat; my lips lock over hers, and I thrust into her harder than before.
Her body jerks beneath me, jolted by the thrust.
I do it again, pushing deeper, fucking harder.
Her nails claw at my side, and she gasps against my lips as my cock impales her over and over again. Her pussy tightens, her muscles begin to spasm, and her legs shake as they spread for me.
My cock is becoming harder inside her.
Her pussy clamps over me. The sensation is intense; it triggers my orgasm. Hers wreaks havoc through her body, and she can’t even take a breath of air as mine locks every muscle in pleasure, and I shoot my come into her.
Neither of us moves, pressed close together, gripping each other, we wait as every drop of pleasure rains from us.
Blair takes a sharp breath, and I can feel her heart racing against my chest.
I bury my face in her hair and breathe in the scent of her.
She belongs to me. She is mine, and I will never let her go.
I roll of Blair, pulling her with me so she’s wrapped in my arms. There are a thousand things I want to say to her, a thousand thoughts rushing through my mind. The emotions haven’t stopped surging, and I’m confused, trying to process them, trying to accept the reality of how I feel about her.
I open my mouth to speak, not having any idea what I’ll say, but a loud intrusion rings from the floor.
My phone, ringing in the pocket of my pants.
A groan slips from my lips, and Blair giggles as I roll my eyes. She rolls to reach for my pants and drag them closer, then hands me my phone as she sits up on the sofa.
I answer with reluctance. I wasn’t ready for that moment with her to end.
As I speak, I watch her gather her clothes to get dressed.
“Hello?”
“Simon, what the fuck happened with Jaco?”
My heart stalls.
“What do you mean?” I ask tensely.
“You shot him? You attacked him? They are saying you attacked him because you were jealous?”
Marlen is furious. His voice is an angry whisper as though he’s got company whom he wants to keep the call private from.
“Who is saying?!” I demand, standing up and grabbing my pants.
“The Marcas family demanded an urgent meeting. They are at the office in the boardroom. They are demanding justice for what you did to Jaco,” Marlen growls.
“He’s lying. I didn’t attack him. He attacked me,” I snap.
After a tense pause, Marlen mutters, “Get your fucking ass here right now.” Then he hangs up, and I am left fuming at Jaco’s audacity. He fucking ran like a little bitch to his family. He twisted the truth to make me out to be the bad guy.
Why am I even surprised? This is what he does.
“I have to go,” I tell Blair.
She’s staring at me with concern. “Was that your brother. I heard him say Jaco’s family is there,” she says.
“You don’t need to worry about this. I’ll sort it out. But I have to go. I can’t leave them to deal with my mess.”
“Simon, this is my mess too,” she argues.
“It was never your mess, Blair. Stay here where it’s safe. Please.”
I don’t have time to argue with her, so instead I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and pull her close to kiss her. “Stay here,” I say sternly as I step away from her to leave.
***
By the time I get to the office building and up to the top floor, Jaco’s family has already left.
“Where are they?” I ask, walking into the boardroom and finding only my brothers waiting there for me. Marlen is standing at the head of the table, his knuckles pressed against the surface, his eyes narrowed in anger.
“They were furious. They left ten minutes ago, threatening war against our family,” Marlen says, his voice low and dark. “I suggest you sit down and tell me what the fuck is going on, Simon,” he growls, leaning forward over the table.
Too agitated to sit, I begin to pace along the window, feeling the intensity of my brother’s eyes tracking my movements. I have no choice. It’s time to tell them everything. The last thing I ever wanted was for them to be involved, but it seems it was inevitable.
“Jaco attacked first. He attacked first today—and he attacked first when all of this started.”
Marlen huffs and takes a seat, folding his arms across his chest.
I continue, starting right from the beginning.
“You know, Jaco and I were good friends. Supposedly good friends. But there was an undercurrent to it that I always ignored, thinking it was just the way he was and it didn’t matter.
It wasn’t until I started dating Lindsey that things escalated.
I think he couldn’t handle seeing how happy I was.
That’s what I assume, anyway. And he turned against me.
We had a massive business opportunity we were working on together, and he shut me out completely and took everything for himself.
At the same time, he seduced Lindsey. He stole her from me, and I lost not only a shit load of money in the deal, but I also lost my best friend and the girl I believed I was in love with. ”
Bardil sighs, his brows knotted as he listens. Neither he nor Marlen says anything, so I carry on.
“I was angry. I was angry; I wanted him to pay. I couldn’t let it go, so I started planning revenge against him.
I started tracking his movements, stalking his men, gathering information.
I started piecing my vengeance together, and step by step, I moved closer to carrying it out—to bring him down,” I explain.
“You fucking did all of this behind our backs!” Marlen snarls in anger. “How could you be so fucking naive to think that this wouldn’t backfire somehow and reach his family. A neutral family that we do not want trouble with!”
“I know, I know,” I stammer, holding up my hands in defense. “I see now how reckless it was. I was so locked onto my target…”
“It wasn’t all his fault!” Blair bursts into the boardroom, and we all turn in surprise to look at her.
“Blair! I told you to stay at home where it’s safe!” I growl.
“No, I had to come here and explain,” she snaps.
“Explain what?” Marlen demands, leaning back in his chair and glaring at her.
“Simon’s plans were going perfectly. He had everything on track until I accidentally stumbled into the picture. He had to stop his plans to track me down because I became a witness he had to something I shouldn’t have seen…”
I close my eyes, wishing like hell she hadn’t come here, but also stirred with an intense warmth that she did come all the way here just to defend me.
“Simon’s plans would have gone perfectly if I hadn’t been there that night. Everything would already be over, and none of the families would have gotten involved!” she insists.
Blair stands tall, her arms at her sides and her fists clamped into tight balls as she locks eyes with Marlen, determined to defend me.
I can’t believe it.
Little Blair. Shy with men. Often choosing to remain quiet instead of facing conflict. Sweet and innocent.
Not right now, now she is like a firecracker, ready to explode, ready to stand in front of me and take a bullet for me by the look on her face.
I don’t think I’ve ever had someone defend me so fiercely in my life.
“You’re saying this is all your fault?” Marlen asks, standing up and clasping his hands behind his back as he walks slowly toward Blair. She doesn’t back down as he towers over her. Her defiance gets stronger.
“It is. You can’t be angry at Simon.”
“But Simon was going after Jaco for a feud that started long before you came into the picture, Blair.”
“I understand that. But what I’m saying is that his plan would have worked. I ruined it,” she says. “I am the reason the Marcas family is now involved.”
My heart is exploding as I listen to her, mesmerized by her willingness to take the blame for this just to protect me. But she’s not right. It isn’t her fault.