Spin My Love (My Love #1)(46)

“I can’t believe you flew all the way here,” he says, shaking his head as his eyes roam over my lace bra.

I shrug. “It’s not like it’s on the other side of the world.”

“Parker …?”

“Is fine.”

“So you can stay for the next two nights?” he asks, unclasping my white lace bra, pushing it down my arms and letting it fall.

“Yes,” I pant as he sucks my left nipple into his mouth. He pulls my jeans off with my panties so that I’m sitting before him completely naked, while he’s fully clothed.

“Oh yes,” I moan, as he switches between my nipples, latching on and sucking hard. I wrap my legs around him and arch backwards, rubbing myself against him. His hand goes between my legs and he lets out a groan when he feels how wet I am. Soaking.

He pulls back, making me whimper, but when he pulls off his shirt my arguing stops. He stands up in front of me and drops his pants, stepping out of them. Looking up at him, I take his length into my hands, only to slide him into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he moans, his hands knotting in my hair. “Fuck, yes!” I start pumping him in and out of my mouth and I can feel him getting closer. Suddenly he pulls away.

“Not yet.” He pulls me up so I’m standing in front of him and kisses me deeply. Just as suddenly, he turns me around and gently guides me down onto the bed. Lying on my stomach, I anticipate what comes next.

He lies on top of my back, and I welcome his weight. He moves my hair to the side and kisses my neck as he guides his shaft inside me. I moan, pushing my ass back into him, wanting him to go faster. He grabs my hands and pulls them up towards the headboard, pinning me there.

“Patience,” he tells me, and I can hear the smile in his voice. Slowly he rocks into me. He grips my hip with one of his hands and starts to speed up.

“Faster, Tane,” I beg. He chuckles into my ear before he stops teasing and thrusts into me completely. I yell out, loving the feel of him deep inside me.

When his hand slips around my hip and rubs my clit, I explode. My moans turn to screams as I come hard. Tane follows me, and I feel him shudder against my body as he shoots inside me.

After gently sliding out he rolls over, no doubt not wanting to collapse on top of me. I turn towards him and kiss his shoulder.

“God I’ve missed you,” he says, his eyes warm with love.

“I’ve missed you too, Tane,” I say. I lean forward and kiss him, savouring his taste.

*****

Giselle

I walk into the bathroom to have a quick shower after our second round of lovemaking. I turn on the water and step in, letting it cascade over my body. When I’m done, I turn it off and jump out, grabbing two white fluffy towels from the shelf. I wrap one around my body, and one around my wet hair. Wiping the steam from the mirror, I’m about to start towel-drying my hair when I see something sitting next to the sink. I pick up the little bag, filled with a powdery white substance as dread fills me.

He wouldn’t. Would he?

Why else would it be here?

My mind races.

My throat burns.

My heart breaks.

I open the door and walk out, staring at Tane lying there on the bed, a sated look on his handsome face.

“What is this?” I ask in a croaky voice.

He lifts his head up, looking at me, and then at the little bag in my hands.

His eyes widen and colour rises in his cheeks. “What the f*ck …?”

My thoughts exactly.

“How could you do this, Tane?” I yell at him, my hands shaking. I grab my bag and walk back into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I empty the drugs into the toilet and flush it, then throw the little bag in the trash. Then I get dressed and dry my hair as he knocks on the door, calling out my name, begging me to listen to him.

I block him out. How else could the drugs get here, in his room? There is only a little in the bag; did he use some? Or maybe he was going to?

Fuck.

I pack all my things up, and walk out of the bathroom. Tane is sitting on the bed, his head in his hands. “Giselle, please listen.”

I look at him, not saying anything.

“I haven’t … I wouldn’t …”

I don’t know what to say. I’ve heard that people on drugs lie. They lie to cover their tracks and they lie to get what they want. Would Tane lie?

Is this my Tane?

How much things have changed in the last hour. I went from being the happiest woman on the face of the earth to feeling so damn disappointed that I don’t even know what to do with myself.

I have to get the hell out of here.

“I don’t know what to think right now,” I manage to get out.

Why, Tane?

“I wouldn’t do this to you,” he says. “I wouldn’t.”

Then why was it in your bathroom? I want to ask but I don’t.

“I don’t know where it came from,” he says, cringing a little.

See? Even he knows it sounds bad. But he hasn’t given me any indication that I’d have to worry about him.

“I don’t know what to say to you right now,” I admit to him. I don’t know how to handle this. I have Parker to think about. If Tane is back on drugs, he will have to go back to rehab. Parker will be devastated.

Everything is so f*cked up right now. My emotions are scattered, so I do the only thing I can think of. I walk away. “I need time to think, Tane. Can we talk about it when you get home?”