Chapter 14
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
WES
We kissed, tongues twisting, sliding, searching. Her hands dug in my hair, holding me close. Electricity surged through me as we kissed, our bodies pressing, needing. A bolt of current tore through my veins, sending a tremor through my core.
I didn’t only need. I needed Lindy.
She stiffened in my arms. “Wes…we should slow down.”
“Why?”
“We’ve been drinking…”
“I know damn well what I’m doing.” My hands slid over her hips, dug into her fantastic ass, pressing her against my stiff cock. I let out a groan. “I want you, Lind. I want to be inside you.”
“You’re horny, and I happen to be here.” She wiggled out of my hold, and I let her go.
“It’s you, Lind. It’s you.” A confession from the bottom of my soul. “Can’t get you out of my head. Can’t stop thinking about you. Hell, I’ve never stopped thinking about you. About what could’ve been.”
“Then it’s guilt on the rocks with a stiff shot of hormones.”
“You’re wrong.” My chest expanded with the idea, with the feeling. With the truth. “I wanted you then. I want you more now.”
She pursed her lips, her eyes flashing. Was she in a panic? “This is your big opportunity to make yourself feel better? A few orgasms and we’re all good, right?”
“I’m gonna give you way more than a few.”
“Wes…” Her body visibly stiffened.
I crossed the distance between us, and my hands slid around her face, pulling her close. This time, she didn’t fight me. “The attraction was always there, and now it’s…fucking overwhelming.”
“Probably because…because we never had sex. It’s a holdover. A fascination.” She bit her lip. Did she regret her little outburst?
Her admission.
My thumb stroked over those soft, silky lips. Lips I wanted on my body, on my cock. “Maybe we’ll get over it if we do it.”
Her eyes widened. “Have sex?”
“Have sex.” I gently brushed her lips with mine, and she let out a tiny gasp.
“That’s a real enticing proposition when you put it like that.”
My hands slid down her sides, and something like a growl escaped my chest. “You think it’ll be a disappointing experience? You won’t want more of me?”
“More of you or just your cock?”
“Ouch.”
She patted my ass. “Relax, big boy. It’s just sex.”
Just sex. The thought of her getting off with other guys over the years had my pulse drumming in my veins. Not that I’d been a monk, but… “Listen to you, Ms. Jaded, Ms. Been-There-Done-That.”
“Are you trying to slut-shame me because you’re not getting what you want?”
I let out a loud laugh, raising my hands in the air. “Fuck no, not me. I’ve been there done that. Over and over again.” I smoothed a hand down my chest to steady myself under her tense scrutiny. She liked being in control, having the upper hand, didn’t she?
Lindy’s chin noticeably lifted. Challenge mode. “Let’s do it. Get it over with.”
My breath hitched as the blood rushed through me, stiffening my balls.
She grinned. A brittle grin. “You’ve got this whole house to yourself tonight. We can pretend we’re in high school again and do it on your boy bed. Kind of hot, don’t you think?”
“Very hot.” I licked at my lips.
Was she for real or making fun? Time to find out.
I grabbed her hand and we charged up the stairs back to my room. Her ass landed on the bed. I ripped off my T, threw off my jeans and my boxer briefs. Without moving a muscle, she took me in from head to toe, and heat licked at my flesh with every stroke of her intense gaze.
She got up and took off her clothes but left her bra and panties on. A low groan escaped my throat as I took in her gorgeous body, my heart slamming in my chest. She’d developed into a fine, fine woman from the teenager I remembered. Sensual, sexy curves, and that pale skin as creamy as ever, begging me to lick every inch.
Something pinched in my chest. I’d never seen her naked before, or even like this in her underwear. In the past our fooling around had always happened with us mostly dressed and in the dark in my car, and had consisted of me fingering her, her jerking me off, or us dry humping. A fury of fingers slipping past waistbands, sliding under shirts, tugging at buckles, snapping at buttons.
One night in her backyard, I’d gone down on her, the one and only time, and she’d come hard as she cried out my name. She’d been so surprised by it, and so elated. A next level orgasm. After, she wouldn’t let go of me and curled up in my arms on that rickety, reclining lawn chair. Her genuine reaction had softened something in my chest. I’d felt a shift between us that night, and so had she.
But it was a shift I hadn’t expected and hadn’t planned on.
We’d decided to have sex for the first time the following week in Deadwood, where we had tickets to go to a rock concert. I’d taken money from the family stash for a hotel room and food and booze. Lindy was elated because her mom was going on some old ladies weekend to a casino resort, and her dad was going to be out of town on club business. Perfect timing.
Zac was supposed to bring this girl he was seeing and get shit for the four of us to get high, but instead, he’d showed up in Deadwood without his girl and not with Ecstasy but with roofies. He’d planned on having sex with Lindy by slipping her drugs at some point. That had been our original idea when I’d first hatched this revenge scheme, but as the weeks wore on, the plan had begun to make me sick to my stomach. I’d decided against it.
But Zac didn’t agree with me, so he thought he’d force my hand. We’d argued that whole afternoon once we met up in town. “You’ve come so far, dude, don’t drop the ball now. This is the perfect plan. Don’t be a pussy. She’s just some girl.” But then Butler showed up and stopped it all.
Now, I’d been graced with a second chance with Lindy. Now, her gaze burned over my body as she moved toward me. Would she bite me? Kiss me? Whatever she fucking wanted. My heart pounded uncontrollably as she got closer … and closer .
Her cool hands settled on my arms. “I realized something.”
The walls of the small bedroom closed in on me. Her breath fanned my flesh, and I swallowed hard. “What’s that?”
“Never got to see you naked before,” she whispered.
“Was thinking the same thing…”
Her tongue lashed at my chest.
“Fuck…” I moaned, my flesh on fire.
Her fingertips touched the scars on my left pec and across my abs. “What are these scars from?”
“When Butler and I got shot at, I wiped out on my bike. Got skinned.”
Her lips parted, and keeping her gaze on mine, she licked the scars slowly, gently. My balls tightened, my blood pounding in my veins.
“Get on the bed and lie down,” she ordered. Adrenaline blew through me as I did what she said. She climbed on top of me, settling between my legs. Her soft fingers closed over my stiff cock and stroked. Stroked up and down and around. She knew what she was doing.
“Lind…” My back arched off the mattress, my every muscle tightening.
“And I never got to do this…” Her tongue darted over my swollen, already wet tip, around and around. My hands dug in her thick hair, and I let out a moan. She dove, her mouth taking in my shaft.
“Goddamn…”
Lindy had me in her hot, silky, wet mouth. My heart charged in my chest with nowhere to go. Her eyes flashed up at me as she took me deeper down her slick throat.
I blanked. No words. None.
Wet and hot and tight. She sucked swiftly, firmly, a hand at my balls. I was at her mercy and I loved it. Her head bobbed over me, and my fingers dug through her silky hair, my loud grunts filling the room as her tits, bursting in lace, brushed my thighs, her muscles straining as she worked me.
She pulled and tugged, slid and pressed, her one hand now stroking my balls. I groaned loudly with every long suck. Helpless, powerless. I was gone. Spinning in heaven.
The pleasure grew, intensified, and my hips pumped against her face, my eyes shutting tight. My back arched. “Lindy!” The pressure had my eyes roll in the back of my head as my hips rocked and thrust. I exploded yet her suction got even tighter, slicker, her rhythm quick and intense. She swallowed everything I had to give, and with her fingers wrapped around my base, she eased to an insane slow slide.
“Lindy, shit…Lindy…” I grabbed her arms, hoisted her up my body, and took her mouth. My hand cupped her ass, keeping her on top of me. “So fucking good. I want you bad, Lind.” My fingers slid under the thin material of her panties. Her breath cut as I dipped into her wet. “Fuck yes…”
My fingers stroked around her swollen-for-me clit, and she cried out against my lips, her body squirming, her fingernails digging into my flesh. “You feel so good, Lind. So good…so fucking wet…” My brain cells rearranged themselves over and over and over with every moan I drew out of her. “Want to be inside you so bad, so fucking bad…want you coming on my—” I froze. “Dammit! I don’t have a condom!”
She blinked, her body tightening. “Oh. That’s okay…”
“No, it’s not. Fuck!”
“It’s okay.” She tried to disentangle herself from me, but I flipped her onto her back.
This wasn’t over.
“Wes?”
“You know what I never got to do back then?”
“What?” she whispered.
As I kneaded her tits, I licked a curvy trail between them, down her torso to the top of her panty. Her body quivered, her stomach clenching. My tongue nudged at the thin, satin waistband. “We were always fooling around in the dark somewhere, weren’t we?”
She let out a short laugh. “Always in the dark.”
My fingers dug into her hips. “Never got to see your pussy.”
Her mouth moved as if to speak, but nothing came out. Lindy’s eyes widened as my fingertips slid along the band, under it, along her skin, nudging the fabric down. My mouth watered, and my balls throbbed, my cock hardening again as she trembled. I tugged her panty past the curve of her hips, and she let out a cry as my tongue licked a trail down her flesh…
A ring tone I didn’t recognize blew up, and we both froze. Her gaze shot to my desk, to the alarm clock. “Shit! It can’t be that late!” She scrambled from under me, tumbling off the bed.
“What the hell?”
Grabbing her jeans, she fished out her phone. “Dammit!” she muttered, answering the call. “Hey, Dawes.” She winced as she used a perky tone of voice. “I’m fine. Everything’s good. I’m at Alicia’s house. I had to drop something off for her. Wes is here, we got to talking, and I lost track of time...I should’ve called, I’m sorry. I know, I know…You’re right. Everything’s cool. Okay, okay. Bye.” Tossing her phone on the dresser, she pulled her jeans up her legs. “Dawes is coming over.”
“No, no…I’ll bring you home.” I sat up, and the bed seemed to swerve underneath me. “Whoa.” I blinked, my vision blurry.
“You’re drunk.” She threw her clothes on quickly, hopping up and down, biting her lip. Standing in front of the dresser mirror, she quickly smoothed out her hair.
Steadying myself on an inhale, I pulled up my jeans, not bothering with my boxer briefs. A heavy knock erupted on the front door. The front bell rang repeatedly. “Dang, he’s eager.”
“He’s worried. I didn’t check in when I was supposed to.”
“You got distracted by my beautiful cock.”
“Shut up.” She shoved her feet into her All Stars as I moved to the doorway with her. “No, no, no. You stay here.”
“You don’t want him to know that we were?—”
“Wes! Get some sleep, and tomorrow go find Butler and ask him. Let me know what he says.”
“Yes ma’am.” My hand cupped her chin. “Kiss me goodbye.”
“No.” She darted past me.
She came to a halt in the dark hallway, turned, and marched back toward me.
“Changed your mind, huh?”
“No.” She brushed past me into my room and grabbed Snoopy from the dresser.
I leaned against the doorjamb and her gaze snagged on mine. Darting at me, she raised up on her toes and brushed my mouth with her swollen lips. I remained still, holding my breath, holding the feeling of her silky skin against mine, her taste, her scent all over me.
“Call me.” She was gone, her quick footsteps stamping down the stairs.
The front door swung open. Voices. The door slammed. Engines.
Slowly, I headed downstairs and locked the front door. In the dark, my head sank against the thick wood as images of Lindy taking off her clothes, taking me in hand, taking me in her mouth, collided through me, setting off another spiraling ache through my entire body, making my balls heavy. I replayed every moment of us in that bed. Her desire and determination to make me come washed through me.
On a moan, I smoothed a hand over my stiffening cock. I couldn’t wait to make Lindy moan, moan my fucking name.