He was getting harder and harder by the minute.
“Baby, please... I need you to fuck me.” It’s the only way I’ll erase Ryan from me. It’s the only way.
“Forre- Uhhh!” I gasped, as he quickly thrusted his long length deep into me. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks, pushing himself fully inside me.
“How... could I... not fuck... my beautiful girl on her... birthday?” he groaned, pushing himself in and out of me, between every panted word.
He held on to my ass even tighter, thrusting his hips with force into my wet pussy.
If dicks could kill, I would be dead.
“Oh baby... You know exactly what to do... You’re so good,” I moaned loudly. He was driving me insane. He buried his face in my neck and breathed heavily against my skin and used more force to slam his massive dick into my drenched pussy. “Yes baby... Fuck my pussy, just like that... Uh!”
Even underwater sex felt amazing.
My head was spinning. All I could feel was Forrest fucking me, faster and faster.
But all I could still think about was Ryan.
“Whose pussy is it?” he said as he gently kissed my throat, squeezing his strong biceps around my waist, as he fucked my brains out.
I couldn’t even speak. This moment right now, was mind blowing. Forrest was doing me so well. I couldn’t deny it. But still, pictures of Ryan popped into my head. I could just picture him holding me, kissing every inch of my body and fucking me.
I moaned softly, as Forrest continued to thrust deeper and harder. My nails were digging into his muscular back and I had wrapped my thighs around his to keep from having his dick slip out my pussy.
“Answer me, Jess,” he groaned deeply against my neck. Ryan had definitely clouded my thoughts. It was as if every single image of when I had sex with him had just chosen to pop into my head and slowly make me drift away from Forrest.
“Uhhh... It’s yours, Rya...”
I was almost close, I was almost close, I was almost close! But I had fucked up. And Forrest had immediately clocked because he stopped thrusting into me. As soon as I looked at his frustrated face, I knew I had just made the biggest mistake of my life.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
~ Forrest ~
What the fuck did she just say?
Lord, please tell me that my girlfriend did not just scream out her ex-boyfriend’s name while I was rocking her world.
While I was fucking her.
I immediately stopped. Jess froze too and I lifted my head from her neck, only to see the guilt in her pretty eyes.
“What the fuck Jess?” I questioned her angrily, slowly pulling out of her.
We were both on the edge of our release, and I knew that there was no way we were going to get it now.
She had killed the mood.
“Forrest... I’m so sorry! I really didn’t mean to say his name; it was an accident. Baby, please,” she tried to plead with me, but I wasn’t going to listen.
I wasn’t upset. I was fucking mad.
What the hell had she just done? Calling out Ryan’s name, while I was making love to her. This wasn’t funny.
I immediately pushed her off of me, before quickly climbing out the tub. I was still so horny, and so damn hard! But Jess had just fucked up. There was no more love making tonight, I knew that for sure.
“Get out. Dry yourself. Wear your clothes and get in the car,” I quickly snapped at her, before heading inside Trey’s.
She had called out another man’s name while I was fucking her. Her ex-boyfriend’s name. How the hell was that possible?!
Had they been fucking? They must have been, because why on earth would she call out his name?
She’s cheating on me? Fuck!
I’ve been so faithful to her. Never once did I look at my female clients in a sexual way, no matter how hot they were. All I kept thinking about was her! I never once said to myself, oh, I wonder how good it would be, to fuck one of my female clients. I could fuck their brains out all night and Jess would never find out. I never once looked at their butts too long, or body, not matter how sexy they were. All I kept thinking about was Jess! I could have cheated on her. I could have crushed her. I could have broken her heart. I could have snapped her heart into two, just like that.
But I fucking loved her.
Fifteen minutes later we were both in Trey’s Land Rover that he had let me borrow for the night. As far as I was concerned, there was no more night. Everything I had planned for her, she had ruined just as she was about to orgasm. She clearly didn’t want me in the first place. She called out Ryan’s name by accident, so she clearly wanted him.
She kept silent in the car, paying attention to the road ahead of her.
She knew exactly what she had done to me, calling Ryan’s name like that in the middle of our sex session. She had crushed me. She said to me that I was the one she wanted. She said she didn’t want him anymore.
I guess she lied.
Once back at her apartment, I expected her to get out the car so I could drive back to Trey’s. I was not dealing with her tonight at all.
Birthday or no birthday, she had fucked shit up.
“Forrest, I’m so-” She reached for my hand that was holding onto the driver’s wheel but I moved it away from her. “Forrest, please, I didn’t me-”
“You didn’t mean to what, Jess?! Call out your ex boyfriend’s name while I was fucking you?!” I shouted at her, anger definitely clouding my thoughts. I was boiling.
“I didn’t mean to, Forrest, I swear,” she said quietly, her voice filled with sadness.
“Are you cheating on me?” I asked her. I needed to know the truth.
“No, nev-”
“Are you fucking your ex-boyfriend behind my back?” There’s something going on between them two, I just know it.
“No, I’m not!”
“Then why the fu...” I took a deep breath, trying to maintain my composure. I didn’t want to lose control. “Why did you call out his name while I was fucking you?”
“He led me to a parking lot yesterday, with a bunch of notes and mini gifts. Then he kissed me Forrest but I swear we didn’t slee-”
“And you didn’t feel to tell me?” Why?! Why?! Why?! Why doesn’t my own girlfriend trust me?!
“I didn’t want you to get angry, Forrest. Baby, please,” she tried to plead with me. “It’s my birthday... I’m sorry.” She had no excuse. She wasn’t drunk because we hadn’t had that much champagne.
“Sorry just doesn’t cut it, Jess.” My hands went up to my forehead, feeling how hot I was. I needed to remove this dumb suit I wore for her, as soon as possible. Her birthday was now officially over. Done.
“Forrest, please, I...” Her voice was starting to shake, but I didn’t care.
“Get out the car, Jess.”
“No, Forrest, just come upstairs. We can talk abou-”
“Get out!” I snapped at her again, not bothering to look at her. I knew by now she was crying, but I wasn’t going to allow her to manipulate me with her tears.
“Forrest, it’s my birthday. You’re supposed to stay with me.” Oh, so it was her birthday? Her first birthday with me and she fucked it up.
“Get out the fucking car and go and be with Ryan!” I looked straight at her, seeing the tears running down her soft cheeks. I wanted to wipe them away, I wanted to comfort her again. I couldn’t though. She had fucked up.
“No! I want to be with you!” she shouted back at me, not willing to give up.
I on the other hand, had given up.
“Do you know how much it hurt to hear you moan his name in my ears, while I made love to you? While I fucked you Jessica, you were thinking of him!” My eyes started watering. If she stayed any longer, I knew I would burst into tears.
She was thinking of him while I was making love to her, and knowing that made my blood boil.
“I couldn’t help it... It was an accident. I don’t want him, Forrest!” All this persuading
of hers was useless to be honest. “I want you.”
“You’re a liar, Jessica.”
“I’m not Forrest, please! All I want is you.”
“I don’t want you!” I snapped at her, irritated at her.
“I love you Forrest, please... don’t do this to me baby.” I had never heard her say those words to me before. And I had never told her I loved her, but she knew. Hearing them definitely shocked me and threw me off track. Jessica had just admitted that she loved me. She loved me, but yet she was willing to moan out her ex-boyfriend’s while we were fucking.
She didn’t love me.
“Get out, Jess.”
“I love you Forrest Xavier Tucker!”
“Get the fuck out now Jess! We’re over.”
~ 23 ~
~ Jessica ~
“Jess, I know you’re in there! Open up Jess, please. Everybody’s worried sick about you, girl! Jess! You can’t stay in there alone forever.”
Yes. I. Can.
There’s no point of me even bothering to go out and try to keep a brave face on, when I’ve just lost the best person that was in my life.
It’s been four days since he broke up with me. I’ve been constantly blowing up his phone with text messages and calls, trying to get him to forgive me.
He hasn’t replied to a single one or even attempted to call me back.
It’s been four days, and I already feel like I’m going to never be happy ever again.
Twenty-three. Lonely. Stupid. Depressed.
“Jess, open the door please!” Giselle continued to knock loudly on my door.
There was no point of her trying because there was no way that I was letting her in.
If she could somehow get Forrest Tucker back into my life, then I would let her in.
I reached for my phone that was on my bedside lamp stand, and decided to send another text message to Forrest, hoping he would respond.
Jess: “Forrest, I’m sorry and I love you...”
I admit what I did was wrong. Very wrong. I shouldn’t have done it at all, because now I’m in deep shit with the man I love.
Over these past four days, I’ve been doing some very deep thinking.
I don’t want Ryan. I never wanted Ryan. Calling out his name was a mistake. I allowed him to get stuck inside my head and control me. I don’t want Ryan at all. He’s the one that ruined things in the past for us, so why on earth would I think that he would make everything good between us again.
I don’t know why he wants me back, but right now I don’t care about him at all.
There’s only one man that I care about because he’s the one that has stolen my heart. I know what I did to him hurt him, but I really am sorry. I was stupid, dumb and reckless.
If Forrest called out another female’s name while we were fucking, I probably would kill her and him. So I don’t blame him for being so angry at me.
I just want Forrest back. Is that too much to ask for?
~ Forrest ~
New text message from Jess:
“Forrest, I’m sorry and I love you...”
“Forrest, it’s been four days. Just go and talk to her,” Tremaine told me, as he peeped at the text message Jess had just sent me.
No.
I’m not going to talk to her. I don’t want to talk to her. I missed her so much! Lord knew, these four days have been hell without her. Even my clients had noticed that I’m not in my same, cheerful mood. It’s like she’d stolen all the happiness out of my soul and hidden it with her.
I’m still annoyed at what she did. I’m still pissed that she had the audacity to call Ryan’s name out while I was fucking her.
How the hell was I supposed to forgive her and forget about her calling another guy’s name?
She hurt me. She crushed me.
I didn’t mean to break up with her on her birthday, but what she had done to me had pushed me to the edge.
It was as if she thought that the only thing that she could do was say “sorry” and everything would be okay.
No.
It was obvious she still had feelings for her ex-boyfriend and no matter how hard I tried to make her forget about him, she’ll still love him with all her heart.
How am I supposed to compete with that?
I loved her so much though. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I was struggling to even sleep properly. My food had no taste. Everything just seemed to be pointless right now.
“Forrest, you need to talk to her. You cannot keep your emotions bottled up. You need to make things right,” Tremaine advised me gently, clearly trying to get me to fix things with my girlfriend.
Scratch that - my ex-girlfriend.
I never would have imagined that she would become my ex-girlfriend anytime soon.
“Trey, have you ever had a girl call out another man’s name while you’re making love to her?” I questioned him, already knowing his answer.
“No, bu-”
“Exactly. So you have no clue how I’m feeling right now, Trey. You wouldn’t want to talk to Monique if she had done what Jess had done to me.”
“Maybe... but I’d still talk to her eventually. I would want to make things better again because of how much I love her. She means everything to me. I know everyone makes mistakes and shit, we’re not perfect. We’re just human. I wouldn’t just leave things and not talk to her at all. Jess is your girl and you need to find out why she called out Ryan’s name and how you can make sure it never happens again. If you have to fuck his name out her brain, then so be it. But you just can’t leave things like this. You need to talk to her, Forrest.”
He was right.
Honestly, I wanted to fuck Ryan’s name out her brain. I wanted to make her forget about that nigga completely.
He was the one that had ruined things between Jess and I. We were absolutely fine, until he came from nowhere and started messing with her. It’s all his fault.
I know I need to talk to Jessica, but not now. I’m not ready to face her. She just needs to give me a little more time.
I decided to respond back to her text message.
Forrest: “I just need some more space away from you.”
I sighed deeply, before sending her another text.
Forrest: “I love you.”
~ Jessica ~
“You did what?”
“Giselle, please. I’ve already had Forrest shouting at me.”
I had finally let Giselle in. Only because she threatened to break my door down, and I didn’t have time trying to replace my broken door.
“Jessica... That’s not cool. How the fu-”
“Giselle, I know! I was stupid, I shouldn’t have done it. I regret it so much because now Forrest doesn’t want to have anything to do with me.” I sighed deeply, again regretting what I had done four days ago.
“I wouldn’t either.”
“Gee. Thanks Giselle for making me feel so much better about this whole situation,” I said to her sarcastically.
“Look, I’m sorry babe, but I hope you understand that what you did to Forrest was foul. You don’t do that to a man. Ever. You not only crushed his self-esteem, you knocked down his confidence and he’ll feel reluctant to fuck you, because he’ll be afraid you’ll start bringing other males’ names into the bedroom.”
She was right.
What if Forrest never wanted nothing to do with me ever again? How would I cope without my Forrest? Only Lord knows how I’m coping right now.
Suddenly, my phone’s LED light flashed brightly, telling me that I had a notification come in. I was praying that Forrest had replied to my text message. I needed to know that he was okay.
New text message from Forrest:
Forrest: “I just need some more space away from you.”
Forrest: “I love you.”
Seeing his message just made me melt inside. He loved me. He just needed me to give him some more space. I understand and I’ll respect his wishes. All I know is that I’m not giv
ing up on him. He means everything to me and I’m going to make sure that everything goes back to the way it was before.
There was just one thing I needed to take care of.
~ Ryan ~
I hadn’t seen Jessica since I managed to get her to meet me at the parking lot and frankly, waiting for her was getting tiring. I just had to get some pussy and I knew that if Jess hadn’t contacted me soon, I would go looking somewhere else.
The thing about Jess that I’ve always loved about her, is the fact that she was such a good rider. She knew how to ride me so well and honestly, I missed that. That’s all I wanted. That’s all I came for. I wasn’t looking for some damn commitment, all I wanted was a quick hit and run.
I didn’t even know she had a boyfriend. He just happened to get caught in the crossfire. I was only going to seduce Jessica and leave her. There was no way that I was going to be in a relationship with her, or anyone for that matter. I just wanted to be free, single and wild. I had been traveling all over the world, to different countries and meeting so many beautiful women.
But none of them could ride me as well Jessica.
I just couldn’t get her out of my head. I needed to make sure that before I left LA, I fucked her. I was leaving in two days, and I wasn’t planning on coming back.
I had no family here, no friends. Well, I used to have Trey as my best friend, but after we got into an argument about a business opportunity, I decided to choose him over money. So I lost my best friend.
I’m not even going to lie, I missed Tremaine. He meant a lot to me. He was always there for me. He always listened to me, but I never treated him like a proper friend. I used him for my own personal gain, stealing business ventures before he even knew, using his house for my crazy parties, and fucking some of the girls that wanted him.
In a way, I did him a favor. He never would have fucked Monique at Jess’s house party if it wasn’t for me. But when the dude fell in love with her, I just knew that he wasn’t going to be single Tremaine with me anymore and that the player Tremaine, was long gone.
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