A Chance at Destiny (14 page)

Tyler continued to approach, “What if I don't?” He walked closer, tweaking her other nipple. He listened as her breath hitched.

“That’s not funny, Tyler. Stop it.” She crossed her arms over her breasts. Her breathing was shallow. She felt moisture start to gather between her legs.

“Oh. You like it and you know it,” he chuckled and walked closer grabbing her waist. “Come on Destiny.” He nuzzled his face into her neck. The smell of her hair made his body grow hard. “I miss you. Don’t you miss me?” He wrapped his arms around her folding her into his embrace.

Destiny fought hard to step out of his embrace. The pizza guy did give her a scare but she would never admit that to Tyler. She wasn’t sure what the guy was planning to do. Between having Tyler touch her and hold her she felt all the emotions of the last week come to the surface. She began to sob.

She missed him. Terribly. She wanted him more than she could speak.  He’d hurt her and she wouldn’t trust him again. But in this moment she wanted Tyler hold her.

“Shh...don't cry baby. I’m here.” Tyler lifted her and strode over to the bed. He sat her in his lap and held her until all the tears were gone. “Hungry?” She nodded into his chest. “Let’s watch some UFC and eat. Okay?" She nodded again, too tired to speak.

Tyler sat her in the center of the bed. He walked over and grabbed the pizza. He sat the pizza and soda in the center of the bed. He kissed her cheek. Opening the box, Destiny took in the smell of the pizza sauce, melted cheese,and spiced meat. She grabbed a slice while Tyler turned on the cage fighting match on the television.

Destiny wasn't a real fan of the match. In fact, she often struggled to watch it without flinching. But Tyler loved it so much she found herself engrossed in each match.

When the last match finished, Tyler looked over at Destiny's sleeping form. He changed into his pajamas slid into bed and wrapped his arms around her.

Destiny knew she should ease out of his embrace. She woke to his arms wrapped around her. She loved the feel of his body next to her.  She loved that his hair was brushing her neck. She didn’t want to love him but she did. So she just surrendered to him in the moment.

Tyler could feel the warm soft body next to him. His body reacted. He slid his hands under her t-shirt his wife was wearing. Her nipples were hardening under is ministrations. A moan escaped her. Her lips parted. Tyler slid his finger into her soft panties. Tyler advanced his finger from her clit to the tight slick hole as her legs fell open. He slid his fingers in and out. He watched Destiny's back arch.

Destiny's eyes fluttered open. Her hips were moving to the pleasure she felt between her legs. She thought she was dreaming but the building pressure she was feeling was very real. She looked up to see Tyler's icy blue gaze behind the curtain of his hair. He licked his full wide lips . His mouth was sack from concentration. "Oh god...yes...Tyler..right..ummm...right..oh god...right there," she screamed as her body tightened around his fingers.

Tyler loved to watch Destiny have an orgasm. He wanted to be inside her. He slid his body on top of her. She slid her panties off her hips to her ankle. When they were completely off, he slid right into her. “Oh...wait ...” He had to pause to  settle the need to pounce  on her.

She grabbed his hips. “Hard Tyler. Do it hard baby. I need it.Please!” She begged. She was begging. So Tyler began to move his hips rapidly sliding in and out loving, the feeling. He’d never felt anything like in his life. It felt too good. He realized he didn’t have on a condom but he could feel her insides quivering. His body was reacting to hers as she jerked from a hard orgasm, he pulled out. His body shot wet warm cum all over her stomach and breast. The sight alone caused his orgasm to go on forever.

Chapter Eleven

Destiny's eyes shot open. She jumped up from the bed, grabbed her clothes, and ran to the bathroom. Tyler waited. He knew he should have waited until they had gotten back home and talked before making love. It was too soon. And to make matters worse he didn’t have on a condom?
Come on Ty! You know better.
  He thought to himself. After the pregnancy test scare at the hospital he knew better. He groaned inwardly. Tyler shook his head in disappointment at himself.

Tyler stood outside the bathroom door. Destiny had been in there for over half an hour. If she didn't open the door soon, he was going to break the door down. “Open the door, baby.” He spoke gently. He sighed. He waited. “Destiny, if you don’t open the door....I'm going to kick in the lock.” He waited. He wiggled the handled. What could she be doing?

The door clicked open. Destiny walked to the bed and eased in pulling the covers over her head. There was nothing to say. It was a moment of weakness. It would not happen again.
It can't. 
She thought.

What the hell?
Tyler thought to himself. What just happened? He watched Destiny walk past him. Did he hurt her? Tyler knew he needed to sleep. He had to drive in the morning. But there was no way her could go to sleep without finding out what she was thinking. He tapped her on the shoulder. “Dest?” He rolled her body to make eye contact with him. “What just happened?”

She shrugged and straightened her shoulders, “Sex.” She looked pointedly at him.

“Sex?” Well duh. “I know it was sex. But why did you leave or run or whatever you just did?” He could see she was dressed again but why?

“I just....”  She took a deep cleansing breath. “I needed to .. to think. I was just thinking.” She paused. “Plus I needed to clean up a  little. Mostly, I just needed a minute to think.” Then she rolled over as if the conversation was over.

“Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you?” He sat up forcing her to roll back over to face him. “If I hurt you....baby...”

She threw her hand up to stop his thought, “No. I'm fine. It was fine.”

Fine.
Tyler's eyes grew wide. “You didn't like it?”

“I did. I liked it. I always like it. It..ummm...it just can't happen again. We...uh.  We can't have  sex . It complicates us. It complicates this arrangement.” Destiny spoke slowly choosing her words carefully.

Tyler sat in shock. Not just because she wanted to stop having sex but because it complicated their
arrangement
? What the hell! He could feel his temper rise. He should go to bed. He would let her think she she'd won. But the discussion was far from over. He would fight hard and fight forever to love her. Even if it got....
complicated
.   He rolled over taking the covers with him.

Destiny knew that the fight was far from over. She could see anger in his face. He was itching for a fight. But she refused. She’d ended the conversation. When he rolled over taking most of the covers with him, Destiny could feel the rage rolling off of him as she pretended to sleep. She finally listened as his rough hard breathing even out.

It was early. She felt the covers shift. She looked over to see blue eyes piercing at her. “Wake up. We're gonna leave early.” His voice as rough, his tone clipped.

“Um. Sure.” Destiny wanted to sleep in a little longer but she knew that would only add to the irritation already visible in Tyler's eyes and tone.

Destiny stood, grabbed a few clothes from her bag and walked to the bathroom. Tyler listened for the now familiar click of the bathroom lock. He was further irritated. When she came out she was completely dressed. So was Tyler. He was wearing a pair of loose well washed denim jeans, his black skater shoes, a white graphic t-shirt, and he threw his wide billed hat on backwards. Destiny watched the familiar stretch of his shirt stretch across his lean frame and arms. The glistening of his black studs shone in both ears.
He is so beautiful
.  Destiny thought as he loaded their things back into the truck. She would have to fight to regain control of her hormones until she could get home.

They loaded up. Tyler pulled out of the parking lot. He tuned up the music blasting Papa Roach. He kept his eyes focused on the road. Destiny watched as his jaws clenched hard for well over an hour before he spoke. “You ready for breakfast?” 

“If you're gonna stop. I want coffee.” He looked over at her.

“You’re still tired?” He asked.

“A little.”

“Fine. I can stop.”

A few minutes later, he pulled into a drive thru and ordered a little breakfast for himself and  coffee for Destiny. He even ordered her a plain biscuit in case she got hungry. “Thank you.” She spoke softly. Destiny was starting to regret what she said last night.Tyler had always been so thoughtful. But she was done blindly trusting him. She just couldn't. It would hurt too much if he decided not to go through with this marriage. Or if he decided he wanted to be with other girls. She knew they were young, and this arrangement sounded good all those months ago. But now they felt so far part. Destiny felt so unsure and if she was honest with herself, she felt insecure.

He turned up the music again. His head was bobbing to the music as she sipped her coffee. He never  ate his breakfast. Destiny realized  he stopped because he knew that his wife required breakfast.
Always thinking of her.

Tyler just didn't know how to fix this. He wanted to love her desperately and for  her to love him. But how could he ask her for another chance? He needed to talk to Markos...bad. He needed to get a plan of action. How could he talk to friend and not tell them the truth about how their marriage was a facade?

After being in what seemed to be deep thought for a long stretch, Tyler turned the music down. “Destiny?” He looked over at her. “I know what you said last night. I heard you. But, we need to talk about what happened.” She looked at him curiously. “I didn't wear a condom. I've never done that before.” He frowned with concern , upset at his carelessness.

“I know. I thought about that to while I was in the bathroom. But all I can do is wait to see what will happen. Just so you know. I did plan to get on birth control when we got back to school. I still plan to. I’m sexually active. It's time.” She spoke with resolve.

“You're sexually active? But I thought you said we would not be having sex again?You mean you were sexually active, right?” He said with anger in his voice. Who the hell was she planning to have sex with? She had all but vowed to not let him, her husband , touch her again. So why does she need birth control? Tyler held on to his thoughts. He knew that would only make matters worse by accusing her of planning to cheat on him.

Taking a deep breath, she gulped. “Right. But...”

“But what? Are you planning on having sex with someone?” The words were out before he could hold back his anger. He cursed his tongue for the slip. He looked at her . His anger was right on the surface. He could feel his control slipping .He needed to pull it back. This was going to get out of control. 

Destiny listened to his awful accusations and did the only thing she knew how and raged back at him.  “Did you plan on kissing someone? Cindi?!” She spit the last words out at her husband. “You can’t say anything. You have already cheated on me!”

“So you’re going to get to get revenge on me? Is that what you want...some kind of free pass? Will you feel better then?” He yelled at her . His breathing and his chest started rising and falling with hot anger. His speed was accelerating. Tyler was beyond angry and hurt .He was outright pissed. He didn’t want to think of someone kissing and touching what was his. He knew he was wrong for what happened with Cindi. He was sorry it happened. Really sorry. He just needed to get his wife to understand how sorry he was.

“No! Dammit! I just....” She calmed her breathing. “I just want to be responsible. Not like my sister.” She whispered the last words. Ashamed. She didn't want to be Dasha. Tyler  looked at her with complete understanding and a little hope. She didn’t want to sleep with other people but if he thought  hopefully, she slept with him again, they would be protected.

“What if....what if your already pregnant? Then what baby?” He spoke so low she almost couldn’t hear him. His heart rate was slowing, and he was starting to calm down.

“We’ll deal with it. But I still have to be responsible.” She looked out the window wanting to escape the possibility.