Four Week Fiance (Four Week Fiance #1)(43)

“Okay,” she said, sounding disappointed. I swam away from her and headed back to shore. I reached the shore a good eight strokes before her and I stood and waited for her to get out of the water. “So we’re going back now?” She walked towards me, her head held high and I swallowed hard as I stared at her naked body.


“Not yet.” I shook my head and led her over to one of the lounge chairs.

“Oh?” she said, looking at me curiously.

“I have some unfinished business,” I said and pushed her down on the chair. “Lie back.”

“What?” She blinked up at me. “Why?”

“Just lie back.” I pushed her shoulder down and laughed at the confusion on her face.

“TJ?” she said hesitantly as I knelt down and spread her legs. I leaned forward and licked all the drops of water off of her *. “TJ, what are you doing?” She moaned and I could feel her legs trembling.

“You said you didn’t come,” I said, my voice deep, even to my ears. “That means you didn’t get your prize,” I said and looked up at her. “We can’t go back until you get your prize.”

“You can’t…” she mumbled, her face looking nervous.

“Oh, but I can,” I said and bent back down and immediately pushed my tongue inside of her. I felt her gush of orgasm as soon as I entered her, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t wait to lap up her juices as she lay there, her body bucking. I sucked on her clit for a few seconds and then kissed my way up her body, sucking on both of her nipples before positioning my body on hers and resting on my elbows. I let my cock rest between her legs and I felt her legs shifting slightly. I leaned down and kissed her and she kissed me back, moaning into my mouth. I rubbed the tip of my cock against her clit and next to her entrance and it took everything in me to not enter her.

“Oh, TJ.” She groaned, reaching her arms up around me.

“Yes, Mila?” I said softly, waiting for her to ask me to f*ck her.

“TJ.” She moaned again, her eyes gazing into mine deeply, searching for something. My cock paused as I lay on top of her. I was seconds away from entering her. Seconds away from filling her up and making her mine. She shifted again and the tip of me entered her and she moaned again—a deep, long, aching sound—and she reached up and ran her hands through my hair, playing with my tresses softly. “Make love to me, TJ,” she whispered into the night, and I froze. I jumped up off of her and stood upright, bending down only to help her up.

“That’s Troy’s job,” I said, my voice cracking as I turned my back on her and walked over to my clothes. “I don’t make love. I only f*ck,” I said harshly. I couldn’t even look at her as we pulled our clothes back on. I don’t think she knew it, but my words probably hurt me more than they had hurt her.





Chapter Thirteen

Mila

June 28th, 2012

Dear Diary,

I saw a dirty movie yesterday. Not on purpose. I was just flipping channels and this French film came on and this lady was doing stuff with this man. And then he was watching her do something to herself. It was so awkward to watch. And then, of course, TJ walks in and catches me. He stared at the TV and then at me and then at the TV again and just laughed. I turned the TV off right away, but he just grinned and turned the movie back on. “There’s no shame in pleasuring yourself, Mila,” he said softly and I thought I was going to die of embarrassment. He walked away then and I dismissed it from my mind, but last night I had a dirty dream and all I could think about was TJ guiding me and teaching me how to pleasure myself. I’m not sure what that means—if it’s wishful dreaming or if I’m some sort of pervert now. I’m not going to tell anyone about the dream, not even Sally. How am I supposed to tell her that TJ is in my dreams doing things to me that make my body feel so strange and good? I just hope that one day, those feelings happen in real life as well. I think TJ has a magic touch.

Mila

XOXO

“Sally, are you awake?” I whispered to her for what must have been the tenth time that morning. I wasn't sure why she was in such a deep sleep. Maybe she’d had too much to drink, but she had already been gone from the fire when TJ and I had gotten back from our skinny-dip. Cody, Troy and Barbie had all been laughing and drinking when we’d gotten back and they hadn’t even seem concerned that we’d been gone for so long. Barbie had kinda looked at me with narrowed eyes when we’d gotten back, but not for long, and Cody had essentially ignored me, which had been surprising for how crazily he'd been acting before we’d left. “Sally,” I said louder this time as I noticed her rolling onto her back.

“Ugh,” she said as she lazily opened one eye and looked at me.

“Are you awake?” I grinned over at her.

“No.” She moaned and closed her eye again and rolled over.

“Sally, wake up.” I groaned. “We need to talk.”


“I’m sleeping,” she said and pulled the blanket over her head.

I leaned over, pulled the blanket down and said loudly, “TJ and I f*cked last night.”

“What?” she said, her eyes popping open as she rolled over to look at me in shock. “You did not,” she said, her jaw open as she stared at me, her eyes searching mine. “How was it? Was he good?”