by Tara Brent
What a great friend I had in Julian. He couldn’t tell me what to do or what to say. He wasn’t in my shoes. I didn’t even know what I was going to say when I saw her.
Never once in my life had I told a woman how I felt about them, not in a romantic way, and I was scared as hell to tell her what I was feeling on the inside. Always covering it up with jokes so that she couldn’t see what I was feeling, so that she couldn’t possibly hurt me.
"Dude, you're stupid," I muttered to myself as I went out of the room and slammed the door behind me.
Chapter 16
I don’t know how many tears I’d cried. There were quite a few, to the point where I was getting a headache and I didn’t want to cry anymore.
Sitting behind the rock, out of sight from everyone else, so that they couldn’t see a lonely woman crying her heart out over a man. I was sure that they would guess what the problem was.
Derek hadn’t even come looking for me and I thought that was shitty of him. It should’ve been the first thing he had done for me. He should’ve come running after me. If he cared, that’s what he would’ve done.
I heard someone running and it sounded close by. I tried to hide the best that I could. The person stopped at the rock and a few seconds later I saw him.
He was standing in front of me and he got down on his knees.
"It took you long enough to get here, don't you think?" I asked, glaring at him and wiping the tears.
“I was talking with Julian. You need to believe me that I made her go,” he muttered, sitting beside me with his back against the rock.
“It does not matter. You already said that we aren’t together, and we are not together.” I shrugged my shoulders; to me there was nothing to talk about.
“If you would just listen to me.” He sighed, shaking his head.
"I'm listening." I looked at him with swollen eyes. That was how much I had been crying.
He was struggling with his own emotions, that I could see. I didn’t know what he was going to say or how he was going to say it, but now I felt like a fool.
A man like Derek was always going to be on the run. He was never going to settle down. The freedom that he had talked about, he was straight with me. It wasn’t like he had played games with me. It was then that I realized I shouldn’t have given him any part of me. I shouldn’t have done that to myself.
It was how I lost myself.
“I don’t know what’s going on with me. I’ve never felt this way before. I tried talking to Julian about this, and he told me to talk to you.” Derek looked at me.
Seeing that I was staring at him, he looked back down at the sand.
“I know what it is. I like you a lot, Derek. I can’t say that I love you because I don’t know what it is, but there are feelings there. I guess that’s why I got all crazy when I saw that girl coming out of your room.” I smiled a little.
“It’s alright, all of us are crazy in our own way.” He grinned.
We were going to be okay. When he showed me that smile, I knew right then that we were going to be good.
“So, what do we do from here, then? I guess what I’m asking is, what are we? You say that you couldn’t do anything with her because when you closed your eyes, I was there. That has to count for something.” I raised my eyebrows at him.
I wanted him to be straight with me the way he had been since the trip began. I didn’t want any guessing games and I didn’t want him thinking that he could fix this with words just to make me happy. Not that he would do that, because he was always cocky about who he was, he was always confident. He hadn’t let that slip. At least not until now.
"I want to try being with you. I love holding you, kissing you and touching you. The one thing that I'm not used to in myself is that I'm getting clingy and I have never been that way with a woman before. I was always the one leaving them and finding something new, and then you came along. I should've listened to Julian the day of the wedding." He rolled his eyes.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, a little confused that he would bring Julian up in that manner.
“He warned me about you. Said that if I got in too deep that I was going to get my feelings hurt. I laughed at him. I didn’t think that you were anything special, and then last night you were the only thing that I could think about. I slept in my bed alone last night and when I looked over at the empty pillow, do you know what I saw?” he asked me.
I didn’t say anything to him; I could only imagine what he saw.
“Answer me, please,” he whispered to me, taking my hand and kissing the back of it.
“I don’t know what you saw. Empty space? That’s what I saw when I looked at my pillow.” I tried to tease him, I tried playing with him, but there was no smile on his face.
“I saw you. That was the only person that I saw. The smile that was on your face yesterday. Everything that we did yesterday was running through my head, and they say that the one you think about at night before you go to sleep is the one that you love. I don’t know anything about love. I’m just going through the motions of how I feel,” Derek stated. His voice was cracking a little.
I was shocked, I didn’t know what to say to him. I didn’t know how I was going to help him; it was the one thing that I wanted him to say and now I couldn’t find any words to speak. It was as if I had lost my voice and there was no way that I could get it back.
Chapter 17
She looked at me like I was crazy. I didn’t want Jasmine to look at me that way. I wanted her to say something to me. Anything, even if it meant that she got up and walked away from me after. Then I worried about what I was going to say to her if she did.
Julian told me that I had to find her, and I did. I told her what I was feeling, which took a lot out of me, and now she was just staring at me as if she never saw me before in her life.
"Say something," I told her, tearing my eyes away from hers.
She got up. I felt my heart beginning to break, wondering where she might be going, but she didn’t go very far. She went into the bushes behind the rock.
We had hung out there yesterday to get away from the heat and to have some time to just us.
“Come here.” She smiled at me, I knew that she wasn’t mad at me anymore when I saw that smile come to her face.
There was no way that she could still be mad at me.
I got to my feet and followed her into the bushes, and she began to strip me of my clothing.
“What are you doing?” My eyes were wide. I looked around and saw that no one was coming.
The only thing that we had done yesterday, during the daylight was kiss and hold each other. Now she was stripping me down like it was night time and we were under the stars again.
“You know what I’m doing.” She giggled, flirting with me.
That, I could handle. I could handle having a good time without all the seriousness that went with it.
I didn’t know how I was going to explain all the feelings I had jumbled inside of me, but she was making it easier for me to find out where I wanted to be.
When she stripped me of my clothing, I watched her as she hiked up her black skirt that she had on that morning.
“Sit down and spread your legs.” Jasmine laughed at me when I gave her a surprised look.
I wasn’t deaf, and I was sure that I had heard everything she said to me, but it was hard to believe that the words were coming out of her mouth, the mouth of an angel.
She put her hands on my shoulders and dug her nails into them. I gasped from the pain that she was sending through me. I had a feeling she had done that on purpose. To make me feel the pain that she had felt the night before and to let me know that it shouldn’t happen again.
"I want you. I want to show you that I can make you happy," she whispered in my ear as I brought my hands to her black button-up shirt.
“You don’t have to prove anything to me. I know that you can make me happy. I know that you can please me,” I murmured, s
haking my head back and forth.
I continued to unbutton her shirt until I could spread the pieces of her shirt apart to get what I wanted from her.
I hungrily latched onto one of her tits and began teasing her, flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth over her nipple until I could make it hard.
Bringing one of my hands to her other tit, I began to pinch her nipple between my fingers, making it just as hard as the other one.
I heard her whimpering for me; her whimpers were getting louder and louder, and I couldn’t stop her from getting loud.
“You need to be quiet. You don’t know who might be lurking around or peeping at us.” I laughed.
I felt like a teenager again. When I held her, she made me feel like I was the only man on earth and I felt to her I was.
“I love you—you don’t have to say it back, Derek. You don’t and I’m not saying it to test you. I love you. Deep down I know that I do,” she murmured in my ear as she bit down on my earlobe.
I closed my eyes tightly. Hearing the words had made my cock harder for her, made my heart feel like it was stuck in my throat, and as much as I wanted to tell her the same thing, I couldn’t; there was something keeping me from saying the words. I was sure that it was fear and I wasn’t the type of man that feared anything, but this was it for me. It was what I feared most.
“I want to make love to you right here all day. I don’t care who walks by us, I don’t care who stops and stares—unless they call the police, we’re not going anywhere,” Jasmine whispered in my ear as she pushed her tit further into my mouth.
I could feel her hard nipple teasing the back of my throat and I loved it. I loved how she brought her hands to the back of my head and held me there as she began grinding her pussy down on the head of my cock.
She didn't know how great it felt coming from my end. From a guy's point of view, anyone would've busted a nut from what she was doing. She wasn't even getting warmed up yet. I felt like the luckiest man on the planet. She was making me feel special with each touch she gave me. With each loving vibe, she was making me want her, making me love her. I just wished that I could say the words to her. I wished that I could tell her that I felt the same way, because I did. I didn't want her thinking that I was going to say it because she had; she would second-guess me anyways.
Chapter 18
I was going to show him love so that he wouldn’t think of another woman. That he wouldn’t want to go to another woman and he would always think of me.
I wanted him to feel like there was a spell that had been put over him, and the way he had explained it to me, there had been magic that he felt. Knowing that I was in his mind and in his heart was something that I didn’t think I could accomplish, and yet I had. He was thinking about me before we even left the vacation spot that we were in.
I stopped teasing him and myself. I began grinding down on his cock. I wanted to scream out his name when I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter for him.
My tears had vanished and there was nothing but a smile on my face.
I loved the fact that he was holding me and teasing my body.
“Do you want me to ride you?” I giggled, whispering the words in his ear.
“I want you to do whatever you want to do to me. That’s what I want,” he murmured, kissing the side of my neck and biting down hard on it.
I could feel the sharpness of his teeth and I loved it. I knew that he was going to leave a mark on me and I didn’t care. It was just showing another piece of himself, that he didn’t care what people thought.
“I want you to mark me,” I whimpered to him.
His teeth sank deeper into my neck; he began sucking on me and I moved my hips back and forth.
The harder he bit me, the faster I moved for him, showing him that I could please him better than any woman ever could.
We heard people walking by; they couldn’t see us, but we could see them, and it was just another challenge. It was another turn on.
I’d never had sex with people going by me before. Never thought about it. I would have told anyone they were out of their mind if they wanted me to fuck them in the middle of the day. Knowing that by chance someone could see us.
“That feels so fucking good. Keep riding me baby, ooh, please.” Derek was begging me to keep up with his cock.
“I don’t want you to cum. You’d better not cum.” I laughed at him, teasing him.
It felt so good to laugh again; we were on the right track and I was hoping that we were going to stay there.
I was sliding my body back and forth so fast that my tits were bouncing off his chest. I was gasping out his name and I could feel my pussy getting ready to cum for him.
“You tell me not to, but you’re going to?” His deep, husky voice made me cum instantly.
“It’s you; I can’t help it. It’s just you.” I laughed at him.
He didn’t complain about my juices flowing down his cock, and I was sure that it was going between his legs to his balls, but he didn’t care.
Looking down at him, I could see that there was a big smile on his face.
I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me and I knew that he wasn’t even ready to cum for me yet. I bit down on my lip and felt bad for him. I should’ve just waited for him, but I couldn’t; my pussy had a mind of its own.
“Thanks for just leaving me hanging.” He grunted, shaking his head and leaning it against the trunk of a tree.
I felt my face growing red. I felt bad for him when I got off his cock. I could see that he was harder than before I had climbed on top of him.
“How do you want me to fix that for you?” I asked, pretending to play dumb.
“You know how to fix it. Come on, don’t leave me like this,” he whined at me.
For Derek to whine, it took a lot out of him. It was music to my ears, though. I wanted him to beg for me. I wanted him to whine for me, because it meant that he wanted me more than just some random girl who could do something for him. I was better than that and he knew it. I knew it.
“What’s the magic word?” I asked, going to him and nibbling on his bottom lip.
"Please help me, baby, you know that I need your help." Derek closed his eyes as I bit down a little harder on his lip.
“Since you said please, I guess I can.” I kissed his lips and slowly pulled mine away from his.
I saw that his legs were spread for me, and he spread them wider so that I could get comfortable between them.
I don’t think that he realized that I was willing to do anything for him; all he had to do was ask and I would be there for him.
He watched me as I brought my mouth down to his hard cock. I licked the tip of it and circled around the head of it slowly.
“Don’t tease me; you’ve done enough of that already.” He grinned down at me.
I looked up at him and knew that he was going to want to have every tease there was before he came in my mouth.
“If you want to have me swallow, you’re going to need to do it my way. Not yours.” I giggled, taking my mouth off his cock.
I ran my hand up and down it, stroking him slowly and then picking up the pace just to slow down again.
“I want to feel your mouth drinking down all my cum. That’s what I want. It’s what I need,” he murmured.
I knew it was the truth; his voice was shaking when he was talking to me. I had never heard his voice shake before. Laughing at him, I could see that he wanted me badly. He wanted to either fuck me again or have me suck his cock, and I wasn’t sure which one that I wanted to do.
“Just pick one, baby. I want your pussy, but I want your mouth, too. It’s so hard to decide.” He chuckled.
Chapter 19
Jasmine tightened her grip on my cock, and with her mouth, she began to slide it up and down. I watched her tongue massage my cock; it felt like nothing I had ever experienced before.
I wanted to slam my head against the tree, but I didn’t want it to hurt.
“You know, this isn’t fair. You can stop whenever you want to, and you could walk away if you wanted to. Please don’t do that to me.” I chuckled at her.
In case that’s what she was thinking, it was the last thing I wanted her to do to me. I had to have her.
Jasmine giggled at me, shaking her head back and forth, letting me know that she wasn’t that cruel, that she wouldn’t be that mean.
I watched her as she worked her magic. I felt her hand go down between my legs and cup my balls.
She was massaging them gently one second and gripping them tightly the next, as if she seriously wanted to cause me pain.
I wanted to cum in her mouth so badly. I wanted to show her that she could have her mouth filled with my juices, but I was losing the control of wanting her pussy again.
I wouldn’t have wanted it so much if she wasn’t so tight, but she was, and I remembered how warm my cock felt inside of her.
“Give me your pussy. Please, give it to me.” I heard my voice growing louder. I slapped a hand over my mouth before she could do it for me.
She looked up at me with her wide brown eyes and they were dancing with amusement. It was the same look she had given me the day we met. When we were at the wedding together standing up for Julian and Lindsay.
Jasmine was good at teasing me, she liked being playful, and most times, I liked it too, but not when my balls were aching for her.
“Just let me have your pussy, you can show me your mouth actions later.” I would’ve done anything if I could have it.
Jasmine took her mouth off my cock and she sat back on the ground away from me. I watched her from where I was.
She was directly across from me with her back against the tree. Spreading her legs as far as she could to show me the gold that she had down there.
