“Ocean.” Her small gasp tells me it was worth the pain in my ribs putting up the lights. “It’s spectacular. What are you up to?” Her eyebrows draw in.
Reaching out my hand, she takes it and sits next to me against the cushions. “I need to talk to you.”
“Okay.”
“You haven’t asked me about your brother. Why?” Bringing this up could go either way, but she needs to know the truth and just like she has stood by me, I’ll stand by her in her decisions.
Shrugging, she crosses her feet and looks out to the small flowers. “I didn’t really know how to bring it up. I’ve tried a few times but stopped myself.”
“Why?” I lay my body down and our faces are opposite one another.
“For one, he killed your sister. I still don’t know how you can stand the sight of me and accept me in your house.” Her eyes stray to the darkness.
My insides drop.
Reaching across her stomach, I tug her gently so we are touching. “I don’t blame anything that happened with Melody on you. You don’t control your family any more than I can control mine.” I laugh a little considering our families are both beyond help. “We are our own people, baby, it’s us only now.”
“Okay. I like that.”
“I do too. But I did find Colton and we had a conversation.”
Phoebe’s body tenses beside me and her eyes slowly look to mine. I keep a good hold of her waist.
There’s no way of sugar-coating what I found out. “Colton may not be your brother and possibly your father isn’t your biological father either.” I stroke her side, hoping it will calm her a little.
Phoebe jerks forward and sits up completely. Our contact gone.
“What do you mean? How?”
“I asked him why he wanted to hurt you. I couldn’t understand how he could hate you so much that he would want to kill you.”
A sadness overtakes her eyes and I pull her alongside me, her head rests on my shoulder, my arm around her back cradles her. “It was because I reminded them of others, wasn’t it?”
“No, baby. Colton confessed that when you were tiny, a woman came to your house and dropped you to your father. It seems the mother you knew wasn’t your biological mother. Your father had some drunken affairs and knocked one of the women up who was your mom. But your father wasn’t convinced you were his. His wife took you in and gave you a home, but it became too much for her and she left. Colton said she hated being reminded day in day out that her husband slept with other women. He blamed you for his mother splitting.”
Her small body trembles against me, and I absorb her heartbreak. “So the woman I knew as my mother wasn’t, and my father might not be either? Two mothers didn’t want me?” She whispers the last part, shattered at my words.
Trying to comfort her, I lift her chin so she’s looking at me. “Baby, I know it’s a lot to take in, but you have me now. I’m not going anywhere.” Droplets form in her brilliant blues and fall onto her delicate skin. Using my thumb, I brush them away and lean in for a small kiss.
“It explains why they hated me so much.” Her voice is small, and I hate hearing the sadness in it.
“We don’t have to think of them again. They made your life hell, and you were only a child. None of this was your fault, Phoebe. They were grown adults and you got caught in the crossfire.”
“I know, but it hurts thinking for all of those years I was abused and tormented, wishing that the woman I knew as my mother would come and save the day when in reality it wasn’t her job but another woman’s job who abandoned me first.”
“None of them deserve you.” I smile at her and her sad eyes brighten a little.
“For now, let’s concentrate on building us. If you want to explore who was your mother and possibly your father down the road we can but for now, I’m happy to be your family and you’re my family.”
Sniffling, she stands a little straighter and wipes her eyes. “We both deserve happiness. If others don’t want to be in our lives, then it’s their loss. We have all we need being together.” Phoebe’s determination is filtering through even with the revelation. She must be in shock finding out this about her parents and down the track I will revisit this topic again but for now, if she’s happy to leave it, I’ll let it go.
“You and me. Us being at the forefront together. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, that sounds perfect.”
Leaning in again, it’s probably too soon, but I kiss her face where the tears rolled down and continue to her lips. Soft and full, I drag her closer, moving together and my tongue enters her mouth, hers doing the same with mine. Traveling down with feather-light kisses, I plant my lips to her neck, inhaling her delicious scent sending my hairs on my limbs into a frenzy. I move to her shoulder and caress her smooth skin, sliding my hand over her bare skin and remove her bra strap. Nibbling her collarbone, murmurs leave her lips and she melts into my body. Her fingers dig into my waist.
My hands travel down her body, while my lips linger on her slender throat and I remove her summer dress. Her hand traces over my ink and I undo her bra, my touch turning ravenous. I’ve missed our connection.
“Is this alright?” Worried I’m moving too fast, I let her know she can set the pace.
“It’s amazing. You are amazing, Ocean.” Her voice is breathless, and I want to hear her screaming my name.
Phoebe’s peaks are hard and I flick them with my tongue. Caressing them with my lips and nipping them relentlessly, her body shifts in pleasure.
Another louder moan spurs me on.
Grabbing my jeans, I peel them off so we are touching skin on skin. My cock warm against her, my fingers knead her ass and her fingernails dig into my back as I bite her breast.
“You’re so goddamn delicious, Phoebe. I can’t resist your sweet smelling skin and with each murmur, my cock hardens more desperate to be deep inside you.”
“Ocean, please…” Groaning, Phoebe grabs my hair and tugs it shamelessly. Confidence oozes with her alluring and sexy smile to send me into immediate action.
Moving my hand to her ass, I cup it and move her alongside me closer until my dick is lined up at her entrance, promising to fill her completely. My hand snags her under the knee and I pull her leg over me and latch on to her lips, slowly and deeply. On instinct, my ass pushes forward and I push her butt forward, entering her wet pussy easily. Filling her completely, her breath releases and I rotate my hips around slowly. Tiny zaps of electricity pulse at my feet and course up my body fast, shooting sparks throughout me.
“Fuck, baby…”
Hypnotized by her louder moans, and her gripping my cock with such force, I quicken the pace to match her rapid breaths. Our hips move rhythmically in tune and I thrust in harder and deeper like a madman. Phoebe’s contracting walls and high-pitched whimpers are making me crazy.
“Ocean… I…”
“Come apart, Phoebe.” Demanding almost, I pump in and out forcing her body to accept all of me.
“Ocean…” Loud and urgent, her voice scalds me. Tugging on my hair, her body clenches with power, my cock has no escape from our fervor. Her body shudders against mine going taut riding the waves and I pound in and out ricocheting me into paradise.