I wriggled out of his embrace. “No, Craig.”
“What’s wrong?” He followed me as I walked toward Giovanni. “Crystal? You mad at me?”
I stopped and looked up at him. “It’s not that.”
“I know you like my dick.” He bent down to me and kissed my lips. “And how I kiss.” His mouth opened with the next kiss. Then his tongue hesitantly touched mine before he grabbed the back of my head and deepened the kiss.
My eyes closed as I kissed him back. I loved the feel of his tongue ring. My body ached for him while desire filled me. My hands found his waist. Then I realized what I did and pulled back.
“I can’t do this,” I breathlessly uttered.
Craig looked into my eyes. “Just one more time before you guys leave. I love how tight you are. Groupies are kinda stretched out.”
“Hey guys.”
I was glad to see Giovanni. “Missed you.”
He kissed my lips then glanced at Craig. “You guys are even better live than I remembered. I saw you once at the Meadowlands when I was in college. My brother’s a big fan too.”
“I heard about your brother. He’s the one on that military song you guys got. Right? I forget the name.”
Giovanni smiled. “Yeah. Leatherneck. He got leave at just the right time.” He handed me a drink. “Do you wanna go home? You look upset.”
“I’m OK. This is a bit overwhelming.”
“Oh.” Giovanni put an arm around my waist. “I know what it is now. He won’t throw it in your face. He can’t do that.”
I turned my head and leaned on his chest; glad he understood how I felt.
“So, I was talking to Crystal about a repeat of New Years Eve,” Craig suddenly uttered. “She said she can’t. Somethin’ change?”
Giovanni put his arms around me. “We decided not to play around till the tour. If you wanna meet us somewhere on the road, we could get a hotel room and fuck her for hours.”
“Yeah. Maybe when the album’s done.” Craig sighed. “That European tour was a killer, but at least we got all the songs written.” He took out his phone. “Gimme your number. I’ll let you know. Hey. We’ll be at the Vegas festival.”
“Cool.” Giovanni got his out, and they both added the other to their contacts.
Chapter 7
From the moment Craig walked away, Giovanni didn’t let me go. Although young people were scattered all over, he found a few areas of the room to steal a kiss or ass grab. He chuckled when I tried to squirm away. I was nervous we’d get thrown out.
When the party wound down, he pressed me into a wall behind a stack of chairs. I melted as he rubbed his body against mine. How can he expect me to hold back? His mouth met mine and sparks went down my spine. Fucking tease!
I pushed on his chest. “What’s with you?”
He grinned. “Excited I guess.”
“Hope you don’t plan to tease me all night.”
With a glint in his eyes, he smirked. “Not all night.” He looked behind him then winked at me when his eyes met mine again. “Come on.” Giovanni pulled me to the high school’s parking lot as most of the crowd left also. “As soon as we walk in the door, you’re getting naked.”
Home was almost three hours away at that time of the evening. With all the foreplay over the last hour, that seemed an impossible wait. The idea of a blowjob while he drove came to mind, but I was scared we would crash.
When we got to his van, Giovanni lifted me up to the seat. People walked by to get to cars all around us. “Night, Rob!” he had shouted just before he closed my door.
I quickly took my panties off and hung them on the rearview mirror. I hoped it would help change his mind. Then I looked around at the tinted windows. Someone stopped right next to my window, and I waved at then. They didn’t seem to see me, and I smiled. This could get interesting.
When Giovanni closed his door, he looked at me sideways. “Really?” He took the panties down and sighed. “Do you know how much trouble we’d be in if we got caught?”
“So?” I grabbed his neck and started to kiss him. Then I thrust my tongue in his mouth. He wrapped his arms around me, and we kept at it for at least a minute.
My mouth traveled over his neck. “I need you now.”
“We can’t.”
“I don’t care!” I pulled him closer.
He pushed me back. “When we get home,” he insisted. “I’m not getting arrested.”
I grabbed his belt and opened it. “I can’t wait that long.” Then I almost ripped his jeans open. His stiff cock peeked out of his boxers. I smiled. “See. You want me too.” I pulled his boxers down and took as much of him into my mouth as I could.
“Uh… Crystal… That’s not fair.”
I ignored him and sucked on him hard. Then I ran my tongue up and down as I moved my head. After a few minutes, he moaned repeatedly. I let go of all but the tip and circled my tongue around it. I traced the rim slowly, as I looked up at him. Suddenly, I pulled away. I smirked at his throbbing cock. It had swelled much bigger than normal. I loved when that happened.
“OK. I’m over it.”
He scowled at me. “You always get your way. Don’t you?” Then he pounced on me and knocked me onto my back. “I’ll get you back for this you know.”
He kissed my lips several times then got to his knees. Quickly he flipped me onto my stomach. My face hit the edge of the bench seat. I was so stunned, I couldn’t move. Then he lifted my skirt, put his hands under my shoulders and drove into my pussy hard.
Relief washed over me, laced with a touch of pain. “Oh… Giovanni!”
He almost slammed his cock into me. His hips slapped against my ass loudly as he moaned. It felt so amazing. He filled me more than usual. That added to the sensations.
Within maybe half a minute, I had to clutch the seat. “Oh, God…. Oh… Oh… Yes… Oh… Damn… Oh!” I screamed and felt a nail break when I squeezed the seat tighter.
He didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He pounded me as I trembled and thrashed a bit beneath him. “I’m gonna make you cum so much, you’ll beg me to stop.”
Suddenly, Giovanni pulled my legs apart more. He went faster and plunged in deeper. I wished I had something else to grab onto, but I didn’t. I broke another nail as I cried out again. Pleasure took over within. My body quivered everywhere. Even my hands shook.
He began to drive into me much rougher. I liked rough. My head hit the door, and I yelped, just before I came again and screamed. Then I put my hands up, so the door wouldn’t hurt next time. He wasn’t about to let up. I knew it was payback for the brief blowjob.
“Fucking cum again!” he yelled.
He shifted his body and lifted my ass up. Then he ground his hips into me and forced my pussy to take even more of him. He felt so much longer than ever before. He grazed my cervix a few times.
“Giovanni!” I cried out and tensed hard with a strong orgasm as a gush of fluid left me. “Too much!”
“I love making you squirt.” He circled his hips again and brushed my cervix once more as he gasped. “This feels so fucking good.” He moaned softly then did it again.
“Oh God!” I was amazed at how many times he had made me orgasm.
Then he started to drive into me harshly from that angle. I screamed yet again. My entire body tensed and shook while my head was jammed against the door. I felt too good to care about it.
Tears came with my next orgasm. It overwhelmed me and started to hurt, but somehow felt incredible as well. He just kept on, hard, fast and deep. Soon after, yet another washed over me. I was almost at the point that he wanted me.
“How about this?” He growled then pulled out and shoved back into me hard, over and over, as he squeezed my hips painfully.
My insides quickly exploded with rapture. I cried from the mix of pain and pleasure. After several more powerful orgasms, I pled, “No more. Please.”
Giovanni slowly let my hips down. Then he pulled out. I sighed with relief. He hadn’t cum yet,
but I wasn’t sure how he wanted me to bring it on.
Suddenly, his body pressed against mine again. He slowly pushed into my ass. I took a deep breath and relaxed as much as I could. He buried his cock into me as carefully as he could.
“God, love how your ass feels,” he breathed into my ear when I had taken all of him.
He lay down on me and started to thrust slowly, as he held my shoulders again. I closed my eyes and began to feel the different kind of pleasure that brought to me. Every time he withdrew, I sighed. Then as he pushed back in, I moaned. I didn’t know what felt so good and didn’t care.
His pace gradually picked up, until he breathed hard on my neck. “My love… Does it… feel good… yet?”
“Yes.” I let out a louder moan. I had never cum that way, but it was always amazing.
His hips moved a little faster. “Fuck, Crystal! Can I cum in you? Please?”
“Yes!” I needed to feel that too.
Giovanni grasped my shoulders tighter and started to thrust harder. He panted in my ear, and his moans got louder. “Uh… Oh God… Damn… Crystal… I’m gonna cum!”
His body tensed as he pushed into me more. Then his cock swelled. I felt his release inch down his cock as he cried out, “Oh God!”
I screamed and pushed my ass against him. I couldn’t see a thing. My body consumed by such incredible pleasure, it was almost scary.
“Fuck!” Semen flooded my body as he held me closer and shouted, “Crystal… I love you!”
Ecstasy came in waves by then. I tensed around his still spurting shaft. Then he cried out again while I writhed under him, unable to control my body. It had never felt that good before.
We lay there, as we tried to catch our breath for a long while. The silence outside told me the parking lot was most likely empty. If anyone had seen us, I had no clue.
Giovanni clung to me and kept his cock in me, even as it started to soften. “That was even more amazing than I thought it would be.” He kissed my cheek. “I bet it’ll be ten times better when we’re trying for a baby.”
Chapter 8
The next afternoon, Giovanni and I walked to Chad’s house. “I’ll only be a few hours. OK?” Giovanni picked up my right hand and rubbed the edges of my broken nails. “It was that good last night?”
“It was amazing. Worth having to get tips.” I closed my eyes and remembered the joint orgasm. It was beyond unbelievable.
He squeezed my hand. “How’d you convince Chad to go to with you?”
“Trade off. I’m going with him after, to get his tat done.”
“So what’s he gonna do while you’re at the salon?”
“I promised I wouldn’t tell.”
Giovanni stopped a few feet from Chad’s front door and looked into my eyes. “No more secrets. Remember?”
I laughed. “It’s not like that. It’s something like him not wanting you to know he can dance.”
“Oh. OK.”
Chad opened the door before I knocked. “Hey, guys. Tell your mom I said hi.”
“I will.” Giovanni kissed my lips softly. “I’ll miss you.”
I smiled widely. “I will too.”
Chad and I watched Giovanni walk to his Harley and then take off. I shivered. It was about 30 degrees. Giovanni didn’t take the bike out often since it was winter. He was quite bundled up though. When Giovanni was out of site, I followed Chad into the house. I assumed he wasn’t ready yet because he hadn’t shaved.
“You ready for tomorrow?”
I put my purse on the couch and plopped down on it. “I guess.”
He pulled a rubber band off his wrist and put his hair up. My mouth opened when I saw the hickey just under his left ear. Then he turned to pick up his wallet on the kitchen table and I saw three more on the other side of his neck.
Suddenly, tears welled up. He fucked her? My hand went over my chest when I felt a sharp pain. Him dating, I could deal with. But him in bed with someone else was a whole different ball game. How could he fuck a girl he just met? He wasn’t like that. Well, at least he didn’t used to be.
“Baby, you ready?”
I looked up. Chad stood in front of me. “Uh…” I didn’t see him move, so I was a bit confused.
“Baby, I been standing here for like five minutes trying to get your attention. You OK?”
“Um, yeah, just—forget it.” I stood up and averted my eyes. “Can we just go?”
Once we were in the van, Chad looked in the rearview mirror and rubbed his short facial hair. “I forgot to shave.” Then he groaned. “Damn it. No wonder you’re upset.” He touched his neck. “That stupid bitch. I told her to cut it out.”
I stared out the window and said nothing. As I bit my lip, I forced the unfounded tears back.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t see them this morning.” He sighed. “Talk to me. Please. Are you pissed?”
I shook my head and closed my eyes. Get a grip! I had no right to the jealousy that raged inside of me at that moment.
“I didn’t fuck her, baby girl. I swear.”
“I didn’t ask,” I replied, quietly.
He turned my face toward him. “I know it hurts. I didn’t do anything with her. She just kept biting me. Why’d you say you’re OK with it if you’re not?”
“I had to. You need to move on. Remember? I’ll be fine.”
He caressed my cheek and sighed. “I know you will, but I’m glad you’re jealous. It means you still care as much as you always did.” With a huge grin, he started the van. After a few minutes of silence, he picked up my hand. “How’d you break so many nails?”
“Huh?” I didn’t know how to answer.
He rubbed my fingers. “You broke four on this hand. Did you fall?”
“No.”
“Oh.” He exhaled loudly. “I don’t wanna know. Do I?”
“You don’t.”
He turned the radio up a bit. Neither of us talked until he had parked. I opened my door. Just as I tried to reach the ground, Chad grabbed me. It was times like that I wished I was taller.
“Careful.” He set me on my feet. Then he took my hand in his. “I love how short you are.”
I looked up at him, a foot over me. “It makes things hard sometimes.” I pulled him toward the nail salon.
We waited for only a few minutes before it was our turn. Chad followed me to the middle of the store and sat down in a chair next to me.
“Take your boots off,” a young lady told him.
He shook his head as he pulled them and his socks off. Then he rolled up his jeans. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
“You’ll like it. Trust me.”
His face screwed up as he tried to put his size 15 feet in the tub in front of him. “Don’t think they make these in my size.” The pedicurist giggled as she adjusted his large feet to be mostly in the hot water. He glared at me sideways. “You owe me.” He groaned as he held his toes down. “Baby, if any other girl asked me to get a pedicure with them I’d laugh.”
“I’m not just any girl.”
“No you’re not.” He reached a hand out to me.
I smiled. He was not just any guy either. I grasped his hand tighter. “Tomorrow’s just the beginning of our dreams coming true.” Then I sighed as the hot water started to soothe my feet.
Chad finally relaxed in the chair. “OK. I’ll admit it. I always wanted to do this.” He laughed but then he seriously added, “If you tell the guys, I’ll tickle you till you pee your fuckin’ pants.”
I smiled; sure he was only half-serious. He had accidentally done that to me once when we were in high school. I was so humiliated, I cried. However, he just scooped me up and brought me to the bathroom. Then he ran next door and got me a change of clothes. Afterward, he apologized for hours.
We had gone through so much together. I hoped nothing changed after Giovanni and I got married. At least we had finally ended our physical relationship. The guilt that remained from our last night together, the mo
nth before, got to me at times. So Giovanni didn’t get hurt, I swallowed it and went on.
After the pedicure, Chad even let the nail technician next to mine file his short fingernails. She smiled at him and giggled while he joked with us all. He was as handsome to the rest of the female population as he was to me. I hoped I could handle it if he ever fell in love with someone else. That worry was for another day.
* * *
About an hour after the nail salon, we headed to Chad’s favorite tattoo artist. “You sure you wanna do this today?” I asked him as we walked in the building.
He looked down. “Giovanni’ll let you help me with it. Won’t he?”
“Yeah.” I was sure he wouldn’t object to it.
He leaned against a wall. “How’s it gonna look if you three got one and I don’t?”
I sighed. He had to run off to work when we got together just after Christmas to get “Triple Threat” written on each of us. I had it on my left shoulder. Chris put his just below the nape of his neck. Giovanni’s was a bit higher, because of the size of his dragon tattoo.
“You ready guys?”
I turned to the voice. Julian came toward us from the back. He motioned to us, and we followed him into one of the rooms. Chad took off his jacket then his shirt.
“The pics of the rest of you are in the back room. Nicky’s doing a pretty intimate tattoo back there. Crystal, just take off your top, and let me use yours as a guide.”
I looked up at Chad who had closed his eyes and looked almost sick. “Uh, that’s a bit complicated.”
“Why?” I’ll trace hers then—”
“No.” Chad huffed. “She’s not wearing a bra.”
I hugged myself, feeling exposed. Chad and I had gone to a playground to waste some time before his appointment. He tried to grab me by the shirt and got a hold of my bra as well. When he pulled, the front closure broke into pieces.
“So I get to see those tits, huh?” Julian grinned and stared at me. “Come on I saw half of them anyway.” He moved to the side. “I’ll lock the door. OK?”
I frowned and eased out of my jacket. Then I closed my eyes as I took my T-shirt off. Immediately, I covered my breasts with my hands.
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