“Truth or Dare?” I’m a fucking moron. I smile and look him straight in the eyes.
“Dare.”
“Oh, I fucking love you already.” I throw back the rest of my drink because I have a feeling it isn’t going to be an easy dare, especially with the cocky smirk on his face. “I dare you to stand up and start singing, but not just any song. I dare you to sing I Touch Myself by Blondie.” I look at him with wide eyes. Oh shit, this is much worse than I thought. Everyone is laughing, and I don’t want to back down from my first dare, especially from Young. I clear my throat a few times.
“Mel, don’t feel like you need to do it. You can always pass and do truth.” I look at Keith and see him smiling at me. Fuck that, I’m doing it. I look at Young and smirk.
“You’re on.” They laugh, and I hear a few ‘oh shits’ while I stand up. I have a horrible singing voice, but fuck it at this point. I swallow down my nerves and close my eyes. I start to sing, and it isn’t very loud at first, but when I get to the chorus, I open my eyes and belt out the lyrics. By the time I finish the chorus, I smile at Young and sit down. Damn proud of myself too.
“Holy fucking shit.” I laugh at Kenz and give her a high five when she sticks out her hand. Maddie and Becca do the same, and I sit back with a smug smile.
“Mel, you made me want to touch myself. That was fucking amazing!” I continue to laugh and turn to look at Keith. He is just staring at me.
“What?” He grabs my hand and pulls me up.
“Thanks for the welcome back drinks, guys, but Mel and I are going to head home.”
“Wrap that shit, Dickhead, or you will have a baby Dick before you know it. Ouch!” Maddie punches him in the stomach right as we head toward the door. Once we get outside, I stop and look at him.
“What’s wrong? Why are we rushing out of there?” He cups my face in his hands and kisses my lips.
“I can’t take it anymore. It was hard enough watching you toss your head back laughing, biting your lip listening to the stories, and the accidental touches. But when you got up and sang that song, I couldn’t help but picture you touching yourself. Now, sweetheart, I need to.” Fucking finally. He doesn’t say anything else. He grabs my hand and leads me home. Home.
We get into the apartment, and he leads me straight to the bedroom. He lets go of my hand and moves to flip on the lamp on his nightstand. He looks up at me with an incredible heat in his eyes, a heat I haven’t seen in far too long. It makes my already aching body yearn for his touch. I start to move toward him, but he shakes his head. “Strip. Take everything off but your sexy ass panties.” I feel myself dripping with need. I don’t know how sexy I can make this with a cast on, but I’ll sure as fuck try. I slowly pull my arms out of my dress and let it pool at my feet. Keith pulls his shirt off, drops it to the floor, and then does the same with his jeans. My body is actually tingling at this point. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra, and Keith does the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. He begins to touch himself. I don’t know if it was because of the song or just the need for relief, but holy shit. He is staring at me, rubbing his cock through his black boxer briefs. Once I have my bra open, I let it fall off me to join my dress at my feet. He hasn’t moved; he is just slowly stroking himself, taking in every inch of me. “Get on the bed, Mel. On your back.” I slowly make my way to the bed. Every step I take, I can feel the aching need in my pussy. I climb on the bed and lie down on my back. Before I even have time to think, he is climbing up me. Just his body heat is making me pant. He gets between my legs and looks up at me. “You need to tell me what position this isn’t going to hurt, but first I need to taste you.” He gently pulls off my panties and tosses them aside. He runs a finger between my folds, causing me to arch off the bed. I feel like he hasn’t touched me in forever. It is all so overwhelming. He brings his finger to his mouth and licks it clean. “So fucking sweet.” I can’t help but moan. Everything he does makes me burn with need. He moves closer to my pussy and I feel his tongue. He doesn’t take it slow and begins lapping at me.
“Holy shit, Keith.” He sucks my clit into his mouth, making me almost come undone, but he releases it too quickly. He then roughly slams two fingers into me and begins fucking me. “Oh God, it feels so good.” I have my head tossed back, and I reach up to massage my breasts at the same time he assaults my clit with his tongue. It’s too much, it’s not enough. My body is shaking, ready to fall over the edge, and that’s when he nips my clit. I scream out his name as my body takes control, throwing me over the edge. He continues to lick at me until I have ridden out the extremely long orgasm. When I finally return, I open my eyes and see him rolling on a condom. He looks at me and licks his lips. You would think after that intense orgasm I’d be done, but this man makes it impossible.
“Get on your hands and knees.” I don’t even question him. I just do as I’m told. Once I’m in that position, he sinks his fingers into my ass. “I can’t be gentle, Mel, you need to tell me if I’m hurting you.” I nod my head, but he slaps my ass, hard. “Tell me.”
“I’ll tell you if you are hurting me.” He takes no time at all, and he slams into me, filling me completely. “Mmmm, oh yes!” He starts moving, fast and hard, digging his fingers into my hips. I can feel myself getting close already. His piercing is hitting me over and over in just the right spot. It is fucking amazing.
“Fuck, Mel, you feel so good. Your pussy is wrapped tight around me. I’m not going too last long.” Me either, baby, me either. He only picks up speed at this point, causing me to scream and moan with every thrust. “That’s right, sweetheart, feel me.” And I do, I feel every part of him from his hands bruising me in the best possible way, to his balls slapping against me, to his massive cock stretching me perfectly. I can feel myself tightening around him and he can too because he reaches around and rubs my clit, causing me once again to free fall. This orgasm is so strong, and it continues on forever. He is picking up speed again, and I know he is close. He slams into me one last time before growling my name. He slowly rides out his orgasm, buried deep inside me. Once we both have ourselves under control, he gently turns me around so I’m lying on my back again. Even though my ribs are sore as shit, I would do it again in a heartbeat. He climbs up me, kissing a path the entire way, until he is staring into my eyes. “You are the love of my life, Mel.” He gently wipes away a tear off my face.
“You are the love of my life too, Keith.” We both fall asleep, naked, sated, and completely in love.
The last couple of weeks have just been amazing. Mel and I found a great doctor for her. She is completely healed now. She got her cast off three weeks ago, and thankfully, her hand healed perfectly. The doctor sent her to rehab for it, but since it was so strong, she only had to go a few times. She is back to herself, and honestly, she is happier now. When we first got to New York, she had a blast the first two weeks, but then she began worrying about work. I talked to my captain, and he said he would give her a try after she was ready. When I told her, she was not sure it was something she wanted to do again; considering what had happened to her, I couldn’t blame her. However, after talking about it with her parents, the gang and me, she decided she loved it too much. She’s been working at the precinct for two weeks now, and she fits right in. I like that I get to see her when I work the day shift.
Another concern, probably more for me than her, was me working the night shift and leaving her alone. It’s been working out perfectly though. When I work nights, Connie stays at the apartment with her, which made both of them very happy.
There have been a lot of changes in the last few weeks. Campbell moved in with Kenz, so they still live across the hall, but Maddie and Young moved into a different apartment. They decided they would need more space, and they didn’t want to keep everyone up with the baby. Maddie is doing really well with her pregnancy. She is four months already and really embraced the idea of motherhood. Young, well, he is over the moon excited; however, if he keeps calling this baby his ‘love
child,’ I think Maddie might kill him. Becca also moved out, and she moved in with Jeff. They seem to have a really strong relationship, and I’m damn happy for them. They are perfectly suited for each other. With everyone moving, Mel and I now have the apartment to ourselves, and I fucking love it. I don’t need to worry about anyone walking in if I decide to have sex in the kitchen or living room. Not only that, but it’s really been great just the two of us. Don’t get me wrong, we are all still together all the time; however, it’s nice to be able to go home with just my girl at night.
“Keith, you better get your ass moving.” I snap out of my thoughts and look at Mel. “You are supposed to meet the guys for breakfast so we can start getting ready.” I smile and pull her to me.
“I won’t be late. Is it so wrong to want to spend some time with you before not seeing you for a while?” She laughs and kisses my lips.
“It’s only going to be a few hours, you dork.” I toss her onto the bed and fall on top of her. She is laughing and it is magic to my ears.
“A few hours? Damn, what could possibly take so long?” She shakes her head and rolls her eyes.
“Hair, makeup, getting dressed times four, plus pictures—” I cut her off with a kiss.
“Alright, I get it.” I stand up and hold out my hand to help her up. “I don’t know why it would take so long, you are gorgeous.” I am so fucking lucky, and I remind myself of it every damn day.
“You are so damn sweet, but, baby, we have professionals doing our hair and makeup.” She gives a little squeal of excitement.
“Oh, professionals, well that makes sense.” She punches my arm, and I laugh.
“It’s a big deal, you’ll see.” Damn right, I will. As much as I’m playing it off, I am just as excited as she is for this wedding. I mean, it’s Campbell and Kenz. It is not only going to be amazing to watch them say their vows and start a whole new chapter of their lives together, but it’s going to be one hell of a party afterward.
I look over at the clock on the nightstand and realize I need to get moving. I hug her close, not wanting to let go. “I hate leaving, but Campbell is going to kick my ass if I’m late.” She laughs, and I let her go. I head out to the living room and she follows. “Are you heading over to Kenz’s now?” She goes into the kitchen, pulls orange juice out of the fridge, and grabs a bottle of champagne off the counter. She holds them up and winks at me.
“I am now.” I shake my head and follow her out the door. She knocks once on Kenz’s door and walks in. I rush in behind her, and she turns to look at me.
“What? It’s not bad luck for me to see the bride.” Kenz is sitting on the couch in a white satin bathrobe and smiles when she sees us. “Good morning, you beautiful bride. How are you?” She gets up and gives me a hug.
“Dick, I honestly can’t remember being so excited and nervous.” I laugh, but I can totally understand.
“Nothing to be nervous about, Kenz. You and Campbell are meant for each other.” She smiles at me and nods her head.
“I know that. I think it’s more the idea of being in front of all the people today that has me nervous. I have no doubts on our love for one another.” Mel hands Kenz a Mimosa.
“This will help.” She sips and kisses Mel.
“You are a goddess. Thank you.” I chuckle and figure I better get the hell out of here.
“I guess the next time I see you beautiful ladies will be at the ceremony.” I kiss Kenz’s cheek. “Relax, it’s your big day.” I then pull Mel to me and kiss her. “Have fun, sweetheart. I’ll see you in a few hours. If you need anything, call me.” Just as I let go, the door swings open.
“We are finally here. Fucking Becca needed to stop and pick up some bullshit wedding day candle because you needed it. Three stores later, we finally find it. I almost pissed myself because this kid is dancing on my bladder. Happy wedding day, Kenz. Hey, Dick, get the fuck out of here, girls only.” I’d love to say mood swing, but nope, that’s just Maddie.
“Hey, Maddie, be nice. Every woman needs to burn this candle. It’s tradition.” Mel and Kenz laugh when Maddie flips her off.
“Fucking tradition. It’s a Goddamn candle, Becca. You and your fucking old-fashioned ways. Hey, when you and Jeff fuck, do you ever do it without him being on top?” And I’m out of here. I get the hell out as fast as possible among laughter and cursing. Seems like the perfect morning.
I drive to the diner, thinking along the way this is the last time we will all hang out before life is completely different. Campbell and Kenz are getting married, Young and Maddie are having a baby, and Becca, well, I’m sure she will be engaged soon. Jeff has been making little comments about marriage, so I have a feeling it’s coming.
I get to the diner pretty quickly and I’m glad because when I walk in, Young and Campbell are already here. It’s just the three of us this morning. Campbell told everyone else to meet at Young’s apartment later. I’m glad it’s just us. “Well, look who finally decided to join us. I’m sorry, did you need to deal with an emotionally high pregnant woman too this morning?” I laugh and sit down. “No, you didn’t ,so what the fuck is your excuse for being late. I’m fucking starving.” I just ignore him and look over at Campbell.
“Hey, man. Sorry I’m a little late.” I look over at Young who is still bitching and turn back to Campbell. “I wanted to see Kenz before I left.” He gets that smile on his face that he always does when Kenz is mentioned and drops his menu.
“How was she? Did she seem nervous?” A part of me can’t wait until I’m the one asking about my bride to be, but we have time for that, I suppose.
“She was great. She is very excited and happy to have all the girls over there with her. Mel brought shit to make Mimosas, so they were very happy when I left.” Young slams down his menu and looks at me.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Maddie is going to be jealous, you dumb fuck. She can’t drink, you know.” I roll my eyes.
“No shit. She seemed fine with it, asshole, so relax.” The waitress comes over and takes our order, promising to bring coffee right away.
“I can’t believe it’s actually my wedding day. I feel like it’s been a lifetime, yet just yesterday that I met Kenz. Today, she is going to be my wife; it’s fucking unreal.” The waitress drops off our coffee, and we all happily take a sip.
“You’re not kidding. It’ been one hell of a journey, and I’m honored to have been a part of it.”
“Shut the fuck up, you bunch of pussies. You sound like a bunch of chicks. Grow a set of balls already. Yes, it’s fucking awesome you are getting married, Campbell, but do we really need to sit around and talk about our feelings? I mean, shit, maybe we should take up a knitting class.” I can’t help but laugh at this idiot.
“Well, oh masterful one, what do you suggest we talk about then? Seeing as you know best.” He looks at me with a cocky smile, and I regret my question.
“We should be talking about tits and ass. How we satisfy our women. Followed by a little bit of truth or dare, wedding style.”
“Yea, not going to happen.” Thankfully, the waitress drops off our food just then. We spend the next twenty minutes eating a huge breakfast and talking about the bachelor party. Thankfully, I got to plan most of it; however, I’m still listening to Young. He was so pissed when I told him Campbell didn’t want a stripper. He refused to believe me and told me everyone wants a stripper since it’s the last tits you’ll ever see that don’t belong to your wife. It took a lot to convince him otherwise.
“No strippers. You douches better believe when Maddie and I get married, my bachelor party will be filled with them.” Like I said, he’s still not okay with it.
“Young, I think we had a pretty great night without strippers. We went to the club you wanted to go to, we drank ourselves stupid like you wanted, and we even watched those chicks make-out while we were waiting for a cab.” He gets a faraway look in his eyes and smiles.
“Yea, that was fucking hot. You know what it reminded me o
f? This one time I had these two fucking hot as hell chicks over—”
“Anyway. Campbell, what are the plans after we leave breakfast? I mean, we don’t need to be at the church until two o’clock, right?” He looks at his watch, looks at me and then Young, who is still talking about his night.
“The blonde chick, I forgot her name, started kissing the brunette, and I was like holy fuck, dream come true.”
“Young!” He stops talking and looks at me. “Shut the hell up. We know you used to pimp around, but we don’t need all the fucking details all the time. You are going to be a father; don’t you want to be a good example?” He smiles at me and finishes off his eggs.
“Dickhead, my little man is going to be a stud just like his old man. These stories will live on forever.” I just shake my head and look at Campbell.
“Young, you do realize that you could have a girl. We’ve been telling you this.” He drops his fork and crosses his arms.
“And I’ve been telling you, it’s a boy. You wait and see.” It’s not even worth the argument. I just move the conversation along.
“Anyway, like I said, what are the plans now?”
“Now, we are going to go pick up the tuxes and go back to Young’s and meet everyone there. My dad should be here soon, and I’d like to be there when he gets there.” I pay for breakfast because Young had no intention of doing it, and we make our way to pick up the tuxes.
The morning actually flew by. After we picked up the tuxes, we headed to Young’s place. We hung out and waited on the other guys to get there. Campbell’s dad was the first there, followed by Jeff and Kenz’s brothers. Her brother’s aren’t in the wedding party, but Campbell wanted to be sure to make them feel a part of it. We hung out, laughed about old stories, and ordered food. Once the food came, Young broke out the beer. It was honestly just what we needed. I think everyone was starting to get a little nervous and needed to relax.
Now, we are getting dressed. I’ve got on my tux, but not the tie yet. Everyone else is pretty much dressed too. I am in front of the mirror, starting to get my tie on, when the door opens. Campbell walks in with his tie in his hands and smirks at me. “I still suck at this, and my dad just went to pay the limo bus.” I stop with mine and turn to him.
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