Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
WILLA
“ W ell, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.” I’m not surprised to see that Teddy is waiting for me in my room. She probably knew the second I pulled up to the house. “And with some new clothes?” Her eyes roam up and down.
“You really have no room to talk.” I drop my bag next to the door. “I’m sure you were busy yourself all weekend.”
“Maybe.” She smirks, coming over to me. “But I still think it’s more shocking that—” Teddy trails off. “What the fuck is that?” She grabs my hand. “You’re engaged?”
“No, you’re the one who is engaged.” Teddy gave me that little nugget when I called her early yesterday morning to let her know I was fine and spending the weekend with King.
“You’re telling me you're not engaged, but you have a giant rock on your finger?” The ring is rather large, but I love how it’s hard to miss. Not because I want to show off the ring per se. It’s more showing off that I’m married to King. Though I’m supposed to be keeping that quiet for a bit, I found it impossible to take the ring off.
“I’m not engaged. I swear.”
“Then that is the world's biggest promise ring.”
“Yeah, it's not that either.” I pull my hand back, heading for my closet so that I can change. The sooner I go to bed, the sooner tomorrow will be here, and I’ll get to see King again.
“Girl, if you don’t tell me what’s?—”
“We got married,” I blurt out. Teddy stands in the doorway of my closet with her mouth hanging open. She slowly closes it, and I can tell she is debating what to say next. “And I don’t regret it.” I tug open one of the drawers to find a clean pair of panties.
Teddy only stands there, not saying anything. I think for once she’s shocked into silence. “I’m not changing my mind, so don’t try and talk me out of it.” Still she only stands there. “Are you going to say something?”
“Congratulations.” Teddy walks over and gives me a hug. “Not going to lie and say I’m not worried, but it’s your life, and know that whatever happens, I’ll be here.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I wasn’t sure how she was going to react, but I should have known she’d be supportive.
“Thank you.” I squeeze her back tightly.
“But know we still have to plan my wedding, and you’re obviously the maid of honor.”
“Obviously.” I laugh. “Oh my God! If you marry West, that means you’ll technically be my aunt.”
“Oh, wow.” Teddy laughs with me. “I hadn’t thought of that.”
“It’s crazy how things are changing around here."
"Yeah, you should probably know that Jack is hooking up with my mom."
"What!" Okay, I did not see that one coming. Jack is my Uncle West's right-hand man. "I have never thought of your mom dating anyone, let alone hooking up with someone."
"Same." Teddy didn't know her father. He skipped out on them when he found out he'd knocked her mom up. She was only a teen at the time. Teddy's mom ended up having to move in with her sister. All of them can go get fucked because Teddy and her mom Eden are kickass. They hold the Haven estate together.
"I need to tell Rich."
"That will be a load of fun," Teddy says dryly.
"I know." I sigh. "He doesn't miss our father, but this has still messed with him."
"He's different." Teddy says in agreement. "We all work through our shit in our own ways. I think we should give him some time." I nod. You can't push Rich; he'll just push right back and harder. He's bullheaded.
“I’m going to get ready for bed and call it a night.”
“Fine, but you’re spilling everything tomorrow.”
“Deal.” I give Teddy another hug.
I can already sense things are changing even with us. Normally, she would have crashed in my room tonight, but now she’ll be in West’s bed. I can’t say that I’m not jealous. I want to be back in Vasily's bed too. But it’s a good thing. We’re each going to be starting our own chapters in life.
That’s what this weekend has been about. Peeking out to see what mine would be. I had no idea I was getting way more than a chapter.
We say our goodnights, and I change my panties before grabbing one of Vasily’s shirts I’d taken from his closet to pull on to wear to bed. I dig my phone out before crawling in bed to call him. The phone rings a few times but then goes to voicemail.
The hell? I hate that an uneasy feeling tries to creep in. This is the first time we have been apart since we met.
I close my eyes, holding my phone in my hand, telling myself I won’t call again. He might be on another call. That's it. He'll call me back. He hadn't even wanted to drop me off... but he had, my stupid brain whispers.
"Princess." I jerk awake, not having realized I'd even drifted off to sleep. The bed dips next to me.
"Vasily?"
"I'm here." His arm wraps around me, pulling me into his big, warm body.
"I'm not dreaming?"
"No, I'm here." He kisses my neck. I roll in his arms, needing to face him.
"I missed you."
"Missed you too."
"I called."
"I was busy climbing the side of the house. Hands were kind of busy."
I snort a laugh. "You snuck in the window?"
"Yeah, you can add it to your naughty rebel list. Having boys sneak into your room."
"I don't think so." I slid over the top of him. "You're not a boy." Vasily is all man. I can feel how hard he is for me already. I lean down, brushing my mouth against his. He takes control of the kiss, his hands moving to my ass as I rub myself against him.
“I want to taste you the same way you have me.” I break the kiss, wanting to do a little exploring of my own this time.
“You want to suck my cock? To wrap those gorgeous lips around me until you make me come? Tell me.”
“I want to suck your cock.” Before, my cheeks would have been on fire with how direct Vasily is but not tonight.
He’s my husband, which gives me all the confidence in the world. Even though I have no clue what I’m doing, I slide down his body, trailing kisses until I get to his boxer briefs. Peeking up at him, I can see the desire for me in his eyes. It makes me feel powerful and sexy.
“Take me out,” Vasily commands. I slip my fingers into the waistband and pull it down. His cock springs free, a drop of cum already leaking from the tip. I lick my lips, then lean down and lick it up. The groan that leaves Vasily lets me know that I’ve pleased him, which only spurs me on more.
I may not have experience, but I’ve read enough romance books to know the basics. Wrapping my hand around him, I stroke him a few times before leaning in and taking the head of his cock into my mouth.
“Fuck, your mouth is hot.” The familiar ache between my thighs when Vasily is around forms. He reaches down, lacing his fingers into my hair, encouraging me to take more of him. That’s exactly what I do. I work him with my hand and mouth, taking as much of him as I can.
I can feel his thighs flex under me as I work him faster in and out of my mouth. Vasily's breathing grows heavier, his fingers in my hair tightening.
“Willa,” he groans my name as he comes.
I keep sucking as he fills my mouth, drinking him down. I don’t stop until he is pulling me off of him. He takes my mouth, pinning me. My thighs spread to make room for him.
“You know how fucked up it was that while I was climbing into your window, I was thinking about how I was going to fuck you in your childhood bed?”
“Vasily,” I gasp. Why does that sound so dirty and hot at the same time? “You’re filthy.”
“When it comes to you, Princess, there are so many filthy things I’m going to do.” I moan at his words, knowing that I’m going to love all of them.