Twisted Tales: A Collection of Short Love Story

that I never knew existed. I had a giddy smile on my face whenever I thought about it and I felt like a

Darius while lying next to his brother and trying to keep Devin from hearing it but it also wasn't enough. I needed more and Darius was the onl

our room fully dressed in a suit and I sa

ir. I knew I wasn't the prettiest woman, I had curves and I had love handles but I kept fit, I had a lar

r a few days. I know it is s

underst

o days and I will try to get back befo

s ears to make a call. Was I surprised? No. Was I hurt? Maybe a little. Over the past four

door slam signaling his exit and I knew I wasn't going to see or hear from him

ate

d my life. In that moment I was willing to do anything to get out of it so I picked up my phone and dialed Darius. I

lent because I wasn't sure i

s voice, I sighed in rel

my words. "I was wondering

e if that's

ly realized how that sounded. "He went on a t

heavy breathing on the other side. I thought he was going to refuse

here in ha

n a failed attempt to calm myself down but nothing seemed to be working. I knew wh

ran over my exposed thighs to the hem of my black robe that stopped mid-thigh. It was slightly

im and the click sounded so final. It was like the nail in the coffin that was going to seal

ed him. "There's whiskey and te

he cut in and I resi

with

bed at night, I had my own room where I kept my things. Devin would have lost his mind if he knew I had ch

beer hidden in your room?"

ity and I knew this was the only chance I was

ply. I had picked the most revealing lingerie I had. When I bought it, I hoped to use it for Devin but it felt too special and I kept it

immings and had a very low cut. I was wearing nothing underneath except for a simple white thong so ev

ing in his eyes. I wanted this and I needed him to know that so I slowly made my w

might have the wrong twin because you shouldn't be d

des and I knew it was taking all his self control not to touch me. It took all my bravado

n," I said softly and his

ing for, Elena. This, us, it ca

hey were rough from years of hard work. Devin had the hands of a saint, the hands of a man who ha

asked Darius as he continued to trail his hand up and down my

no idea wh

ed. He pulled me closer until I was standing in between his legs and pressed his forehead into my chest. One hand remaine

y wet I was. He had barely touched me and yet I was completely soaked for him

don't know if I'l

t's the entire point. Devin is

a week and it wouldn't be enough. I need you

derst

d to have found it because he stood to his fee