Chapter 19 - Nora #2
“I know, but I’m not you.” I watched Jade become someone new. I watched her work her ass off to do better for Ilsa. I watched her hold her daughter while she cried, holding back her own tears. I watched her scrape and bleed to make ends meet. I watched her fall apart over and over again.
“Jade, you are an amazing mother. Ilsa is a beautiful child. But I don’t want to fall apart and never pull myself back together again.”
Jade changed for Ilsa. But some changes left marks that would never heal. A part of Jade never survived the change.
“You tried so hard to provide for Ilsa. And you gave her an amazing childhood. But I saw the way it destroyed you. I don’t want that.”
Jade looked down at her drink, seeming to understand my point. “I think if you told him, you guys could figure things out.”
I rubbed a hand over my face. “Even if we do, your brother and I aren’t anything real.”
“You slept together, clearly that’s not true.”
I gave a fake laugh as I shook my head. “No, that is true. You throw a baby into the mix, and it’s an even bigger mess.”
Jade reached out, taking my hand. “Everything is going to be okay. Trust me. You just have to talk to him.”
My stomach twisted up knowing she was right. I would need to talk to him, but I had no idea how I would even tell him. How did you tell someone who was adamant they didn’t want children that you were carrying theirs?
A couple of hours later, Kaleb and I headed to the golf course. I kept glancing at him, trying to think of how to form the words. I couldn’t just blurt them out. I needed to somehow tell him calmly.
“We’re here.” Kaleb pulled in, and I swallowed, taking in the mini course. The owner did a nice job keeping it up to date and changing the course every few months, so it was constantly offering different holes.
We both got out and headed to pay. Kaleb grabbed us golf clubs and a ball each. I examined the eighteen holes. The theme for this time around was carnival. There was a small Ferris wheel on hole ten and a carousel on hole eighteen. The space smelled of corndogs and soft carnival music.
“So, are you good at this? Because I am the king of mini golf.”
Kaleb waved his gold club, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I couldn’t help but smile, deciding to put my problems aside for now and just focus on having fun.
We both were doing well for the first few holes. Kaleb was beating me, and I could tell she was strategizing at each hole we arrived at, but soon I started showing I was pretty decent myself.
“Alright.” I was aiming at the ball; the grass went down the slope slightly, then curved to the right. I swung back just enough and hit the ball. I watched it go smoothly over the grass, going to the right and right into the hole. I smiled.
Kaleb groaned because his ball was sitting just a few inches away from the hole.
“Hole in one,” I said as I turned to him, unable to hide my happiness.
“Damn.”
“I thought you said you were the king of mini golf, Kaleb.”
“Hey, we still have a few more holes.”
“According to the score, you need to make the last three in one. Otherwise, I win.”
Kaleb walked up, putting his ball into the hole.
We moved to the next hole, and I went first. I watched the ball land just near the hole.
I turned to Kaleb and watched as he set his ball down, lining himself up.
I couldn’t help but smirk seeing the way his finger tightened on the gold club, and the way his feet shifted.
“Are you nervous, Kaleb?”
“No,” he said instantly. “I’m focused.”
I snorted. “I should have put money on this.”
He glanced at me. “You still could.”
I leaned onto my gold club. “I feel I would be stealing your money.”
Kaleb smirked as he looked back toward the ball. I watched him pull his club back and hit the ball. The ball went down the grass and hit the side of the barrier. The ball went slower before coming to a stop just a few inches from the hole.
Kaleb turned. “Well, it looks like you win.”
Kaleb and I shared some fries and a couple of corn dogs after we were done. I couldn’t stop teasing him about how smug he was at the beginning. “You could have led on, you were good yourself,” he said, biting into a fry.
“And let you know you were up against someone who could beat you? Where is the joy in that?”
I watched his eyes sparkle as he looked at me. “How did you get so good?”
“Jade, Ilsa, and I come here a lot. Ilsa loves mini golf.”
He laughed. “I should have known that.” His hand brushed against mine, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I wondered why this couldn’t work. Surely, Kaleb and I could figure something out.
We threw the garbage away, and Kaleb held out his hand. I took it, feeling his fingers wrap around mine as he pulled us to head toward the car. His shoulder bumped with him. “So, what do you want?”
I looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?”
“You won, what do you want?”
“We didn’t make a bet.”
“Let’s say we had.”
We arrived at the car, and he opened my door. I glanced around the parking lot. There were a few cars parked a distance away, and I could hear people on the golf course, but no one was really around us.
We didn’t need to act cute, but here we were. I looked back at Kaleb. “How about you buy me dinner?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is that really what you want?”
My eyes went to his mouth, and suddenly that was what I wanted. I remembered just how passionate he was, how his kiss made me weak and forgetful. That was what I wanted.
Kaleb stepped closer, his face dipping down. “I see.”
His lips pressed against mine ever so gently. It was like he was testing the waters, and I grabbed his shirt, yanking me toward me. It quickly erupted.
I moaned softly as I fumbled back into my chair, him following with me. His lips never left mine, and his hands caged me down. I was panting for air as he moved, crouching into my space. “God, you are a tease, Nora.”
I reached a hand up, brushing my hand through his hair. I stared at him, taking in the playful smile and his soft eyes. I wondered whether those traits would be passed down.
Kaleb quickly hoisted me up, flipping us so I straddled him. His hands landed on my hips, and as I sat, I could feel how hard he was underneath his jeans. You couldn’t fake that.
He cupped my face as he kissed me, my hips moving in a slow motion as I grinded. I didn’t even know I was doing it until his hands went back to my hips.
“Fuck,” he growled. I could see he was arguing with himself about whether to stop or to continue. I knew this was where I should tell him. But I couldn’t.
I moved my hips, feeling how solid he was. I felt his thighs tighten as I did. I didn’t want to think about anything. I just wanted to forget.
Kaleb looked around, but we were parked in the back of the parking lot, and his car was facing a stone wall. The likelihood of someone seeing us was slim.
I felt his hands unbutton my jeans, yanking them down. I grabbed at his jean button, my fingers shaking as I tried to undo it.
Kaleb slid his hand low, his fingers sliding over my underwear, and I melted. I moaned softly, feeling that sensation I was looking for.
“Fuck, Nora.” His voice came out as a growl, like he was holding onto the last restraint he had. “You’re soaking wet.”
I chewed on my cheek as I grabbed the seat, trying to keep myself from falling. Kaleb slid a finger into me, and my fingers tightened on the seat.
“You have no idea the things I want to do to you.” He whispered as he pulled me closer, his lips pressing against mine. “How badly I want to slam into you every time I watch you walk around. I’m like a lost puppy that you ignore.”
I tried to scoff, but it came out as a moan. A second finger filled me, which he purposely did. “I…don’t…ignore you,” I gasped, feeling the buildup form. His thumb moved over my clit, and my whole body started to shake.
“Well, I feel pretty neglected.”
I watched as he shifted, pulling his dick free. He was hard, springing up ready for action. My mouth watered at the sight of him, taking in just how large he was. And I knew how he would feel inside me.
Kaleb hoisted me up just enough to slide his dick against my entrance. “Sit,” he growled, biting onto my earlobe. “All the way.”
I slid right onto Kaleb, taking all of him in one quick motion. I saw stars, my hands grabbing at his shoulders.
Kaleb’s fingers were tight as he held my hips, slowly rocking me back and forth. Each movement set his cock deeper in me. I held on for dear life.
“You feel perfect.” He said, pulling me against him. I felt hot all over, like all my nerve endings were on fire. I kissed him, needing that extra contact.
Kaleb started to thrust up, filling me deeper than I thought was even possible. “Oh god,” I moaned loudly, hardly able to bring in air.
“I want to feel you come, Nora.” Kaleb bit on my neck, and I knew it would leave a mark, but I didn’t care. “I want to feel you come apart, and I want you to know it’s my dick doing it.”
I nodded, already aware it was him. No one else made me feel like this—no one else that I would ever let do this to me.
I felt one of his hands slide up my shirt, underneath my bra.
I felt him curl his fingers from behind, yanking my shirt and bra down.
My face went hot as I watched him take in my breasts, which popped right out on display for him.
The shoulder of the shirt tugged tightly against me, restraining me from fixing it.
“Have I ever told you just how much I love your breasts?”
My face felt even hotter. I watched his head dip low, his eyes remaining on me as he sucked on one nipple and then the next. It was like a zap all the way to my clit. He ran his tongue over them, flicking them slightly.
“Every part about you is perfect,” he purred, biting hard on my boob. I felt his dick slamming into me, and I came hard. I cried out, feeling myself unable to stop the orgasm as it took hold of me.
Kaleb thrusted up a few times before I could feel he was coming as well. I leaned forward, panting for air as my body felt numb all over. Kaleb held me close, rubbing his hand up and down my back.
I then heard him chuckle. “You think anyone saw that?”
I looked out the window and saw that the parking lot was still empty. “I sure hope not, considering you just made me flash.”
He laughed. “You liked it.”
I couldn’t say anything because he was right. I leaned back just enough to look down and see that I already had a mark where he bit me. My nipples were still rock hard. He moved, pulling my bra back into place and fixing my shirt.
“I should have warned you, I bite.”
I stared into his eyes, seeing how soft and humorous they were now. I could feel the words bubbling up, but I didn’t say them. “Kaleb.”
He raised an eyebrow at me. “Yeah?”
I licked my lips, finding the courage but not the right words. “Do it again.”