The One who got Away_A Second Chance Romance

by Mia Ford

  She sat back down, and we spent time talking about what she had been up to. I hadn’t realized she had worked so hard in college to keep her scholarship. She never wanted to have to ask my father for help after my family had done so much for her already. That was probably a skill my brother could learn. He lived off my father and mother as a trustfund child usually does, except he was irritating and reckless in the process. She looked down at her watch with wide eyes, realizing that it had gotten pretty late.

  “I’ve gotta get going,” she said, sighing.

  “Okay, but let me call my car,” I said, grabbing her hand. “We’ve both been drinking. We don’t need to drive.”

  She smiled and looked down at my hand on hers. Immediately, shivers marched down my spine. She was incredibly hot, and for the first time that night, I looked at what she was wearing. Her dress was black, tight, and accented every single one of her curves. Her tan skin and dark hair were intoxicating, and her breasts pushed up and out of the dress, bouncing as she walked along in her six-inch heels. She was so freaking hot.

  When the car arrived, I held the door for her and then slid in, sitting close to her. Her thigh pressed against mine, and I set my hands in my lap, trying to control myself. She gave the address to the driver, and we took off toward the city. I raised the partition in the limo, sealing us off from the rest of the world. The smell of her floral perfume made me think all kinds of dirty things about her, and before I could talk myself out of it, I reached over, grabbed her face, and pressed my lips hard against hers.

  I half expected her to jump back, but instead, she opened her mouth and moved it sensually against mine, pulling my lower lip into her mouth and sucking hard. I reached up and ran my hand up her thigh, feeling the passion erupt between the two of us. She pulled her mouth away from mine and smiled, pulling herself to her knees in the seat and lifting her skirt up. She pulled her leg over and straddled me, her warm wet pussy rubbing against my cock.

  I reached my hands up and grabbed onto her huge, glorious tits, massaging them hard as we kissed. She moaned quietly in my mouth, and instantly, my dick was rock solid inside of my pants. I ran my hands down her sides and pushed on her hips, groaning as she pushed her legs outward and ground against my shaft. When the car came to a stop in front of her place, she leaned in and whispered in my ear.

  “Come inside,” she said, leaving no room for discussion.

  I nodded my head and adjusted my cock as I climbed out of the car and up the sidewalk to her door. She turned to me as she opened the door, putting her finger to her big pouty lips. I knew that I shouldn’t be in here, but all I wanted to do at that moment was bend her over and fuck her hard.

  She grabbed my hand and led me down the hall into her room, closing the door quietly behind us. I walked in and turned toward her just as she lunged forward, rubbing my cock with her hand. Immediately, the passion from the car sparked back to life, and she was unbuttoning my shirt and kissing my mouth hard. She pulled my shirt off and undid my pants, letting them fall to the floor. I reached down and grabbed the edges of her dress and pulled them up and over her head.

  Her tits bounced around wildly, and I looked down at her tiny black g-string and high heels. I sunk my hand down the front of her panties and watched her head fly back as my fingers pushed through her wetness. I grabbed her around the waist and moved her toward the bed, kissing her passionately.

  She laid down in front of me and scooted back until her head was on the pillow. I pulled her panties from her body and spread her legs open, rubbing my hands over her stomach and down between her thighs. Her clit was hard and she was ready, but I wanted to know what she tasted like first. I lowered myself down, putting my head between her legs, and looked up smiling. Slowly, I parted her lips and ran my tongue through her wetness and around her clit.

  She breathed deeply as I swirled my mouth through her juices, nibbling and sucking on her nub. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and pressed in deep, feeling how incredibly tight she was. My cock pulsed, still trapped in my black boxer briefs as I fingered her softly, and my mouth moved wildly over her pussy. She reached out and grabbed the sheets on the bed, grasping them in her hands and moaning.

  I looked up at her face as I pushed her further into ecstasy, lifting her thighs in the air and running my tongue through her juices. She arched her back and moaned, reaching down to her tits and squeezing them hard. She writhed and wiggled beneath my face as her hips began to move in the motion of the waves. I could feel her body tensing as she came closer to her first climax. Her hips moved faster and faster, and she reached down, pressing her hand against my head top bury my face between her legs.

  She put her feet down on the bed and lifted onto her tiptoes as she began to fuck my mouth. As the motions became frantic, she screamed out, arching high in the air and throwing her head back. Her body shook and twitched beneath me as her juices flowed from her pussy. She whimpered and moaned as the breath left her lungs and her hips relaxed back into the bed.

  “Oh my God,” she said, laughing.

  She grabbed my face and pulled it up to hers. I kissed her lips softly as she reached one hand over to the bed stand next to her bed. She pulled out a new box of condoms and handed me one, biting her lip. I opened up the packaging and rolled it over my shaft, pulling on it slightly as it wasn’t quite big enough. I shrugged, knowing it would do, before diving back down and kissing her mouth. I moved my body between her legs and reached down, grabbing the base of my cock. She lifted her hips in the air and wrapped her legs around my waist, closing her eyes and feeling the tip slide into her. I moved slowly but with intent, and she moaned loudly at the feeling of my cock gliding through her juices.

  Her pussy was tighter than any woman I had ever slept with, and I went slow, unsure of whether I would hurt her or not. She reached her hands up and pulled me down on top of her, feeling my body slide up and down hers. She felt so fucking good, and at that moment, I lost track of everything. Ronni was a freaking goddess, and I didn’t know how long I could hold on. Our bodies meshed together and moved in tandem, our breaths matching and our eyes locked onto each other’s. She had definitely put a spell on me.

  Chapter Six

  Ronni

  I could feel his hard shaft move inside of me, and I closed my eyes, allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over me. I had spent so much time studying in college that I never went on dates. Technically, Nathan had just taken my virginity.

  The alcohol had done wonders for my inhibitions, and I laid there allowing him to take me, to fill me, and to push his huge erection deep inside of me. I couldn’t think of anything, other than how strong he was and how right it felt to be in his arms. His muscles rippled over me as he thrust forward, groaning over the sounds of the creaking bed. I reached up and pulled him down closer, wrapping my legs around his waist. He hooked his hands over my shoulders and slid up and down, our sweaty bodies entwined in the most intense passion I had ever felt. I moved my hips beneath his body, unable to control myself. He ran his hands down my tits and squeezed as he lifted up and pressed as deep into me as he could.

  I reached out and grabbed my pillow, squeezing it hard in my hands as I felt another orgasm brewing deep in my stomach. The heat of the pleasure was rising so fast I could barely control myself. Nathan reached down and held on to my waist as he pushed forward, faster and harder. I arched my back and lifted my body to feel every inch of his throbbing cock. He growled as I massaged my breasts and ran my fingers over my mouth before rubbing my clit. As my fingers moved across my nub, he picked up the pace, grunting as he pushed hard inside of me. The sound of his voice echoed through my entire body as my orgasm erupted, pulsing through my veins, arching my back, and sending deep moans from my throat. He growled and thrust fast and hard several times, before pushing in deep and grasping my skin. I could feel his cock vibrating inside of me as he released, coming hard.

  His hips continued to move in short intense bursts as the waves of pleasure moved throu
gh his muscles. He let out a deep breath and fell forward, catching himself with his hands on each side of my head. He laid there with his head hung down, breathing heavily and allowing his body to relax. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked down at me, his lips curving into a sweet smile.

  I reached my head up and kissed him softly. He rolled over to the side and looked deep into my eyes. He brushed my hair away from my face and kissed me sweetly several times. I took in a deep breath and looked up at the clock, my eyes growing wide.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

  “I have to be at work in like three hours,” I said sheepishly.

  He chuckled, and we both climbed from the bed, putting our clothes on before turning toward each other. He stepped close and ran his hands through my hair.

  “I’ll get out of your way,” he whispered.

  I nodded my head and showed him to the door. He stood in the doorway, bringing me in for one last, deep kiss. I lost my breath in his embrace, and as he pulled away, my heart fluttered.

  “Thank you for your business advice,” I whispered.

  “Is that what we are calling it now?”

  We both stifled a laugh so we didn’t wake up Maria.

  “Call me, okay?” He leaned over and kissed my forehead.

  I nodded a silent yes and bit my lip, watching him walk out of the door and to his car. I waved as the limo pulled off. Then I turned, closed the door, and leaned my back against it. My emotions were crazy out of control, and I didn’t know what to think of anything that just happened.

  Somehow, I started the night on a date with Nick and ended up in bed with Nathan. I shook my head and wandered to the bathroom to take a shower since it was too late to get any sleep at that point. By the time I was done in the shower, I could hear Maria up in the kitchen making coffee. I got dressed and pranced out, taking a seat at the breakfast bar and popping a piece of bacon in my mouth. Maria turned around and raised her eyebrows at me.

  “So, you going to tell me what all that noise coming from your bedroom last night was?”

  She tapped her fingers against the counter, and my cheeks blushed. I hadn’t even thought about the fact that Maria would be able to hear us.

  “Well, Nick was a jerk, big surprise,” I said, rolling my eyes. “But Nathan showed up, and one thing led to another.”

  “Okay, wait. So you didn’t sleep with Nick. You slept with his brother?” She leaned in and rested her head in her hands. “You need to spill all the details here, woman.”

  “Ugh,” I said, looking at the clock. “I will give you more details later, but right now, I have got to get to work. Oh, and I got some really great ideas for the business. Nathan is a damn genius, and he filled in like every blank we’ve had so far.”

  “Sounds like he filled in something, all right,” she said.

  I laughed. “I’m serious.”

  “That’s awesome,” she said excitedly. “Okay, we’ll talk tonight. Oh, and congrats on losing the big V.”

  She smiled and held up her fingers in the shape of a V. I shook my head, embarrassed by the amount of attention she was giving my new sex life. I was twenty-three years old and had just lost my virginity. It was definitely different than most people my age. I took a deep breath and grabbed my purse and keys, rushing out of the house and out to the street where I quickly realized my car was in Imperial Beach where we left it. I shook my head and hailed a passing cab, jumping inside and making my way to Trillsworth Financial where I was an entry level data clerk. I would make sure to grab my car after work.

  I got to work just in time and scooted through the rows of cubicles until I found mine. I looked over at the boss, who glanced up at the clock and then turned away. I was never late, but my boss was also a stickler, and I knew I would get written up if I was even five minutes late.

  I got to work typing away on the computer, trying to get my mind off of Nathan and back to life. But as my fingers moved across the keys, my cheeks blushed from the visions of the night before replaying in my mind over and over again. His hot body glimmered in the lights from the street while he moved over me, pushing deep inside and sending me to a place of passion I didn’t even know existed.

  I shook my head and wiped my forehead, absolutely embarrassed that I gave it up so quickly, and to Nathan of all people. The guy that used to help me with my English and walk around the house with a serious face. The only time I could remember him smiling was when his mom would take us to the beach in the convertible. He loved that time with her, and so did I.

  Either way, it had happened, and I didn’t regret it, even for a second. He was so amazing in bed, and the feeling of his mouth against my heat was crazy. I shifted in my chair and crossed my legs, feeling wetness pooling just thinking about it. He moved gently but passionately against me, bringing me to not just one orgasm, but two. I needed to let go of the guilt and be happy that I was opening myself up to new experiences letting loose for once.

  I had been working so hard for so long. I deserved to be a bit carefree from time to time. I had been holding on to my virginity for far too long, and if you asked me, I couldn’t even give you a good reason why. There was nothing religious behind it, and I wasn’t afraid of men. But I had been so busy with school and keeping my scholarships that dating was something I couldn’t afford to do. But now, I was out in the world, ready to face life in a new way, with my own place, my own job, and my own life. A life that was brand new, never been touched, and ready for me to make my own choices in. Ultimately, it was a new life and a new me, and I really liked that.

  Work seemed to drag on for hours, and I decided to skip lunch since I had so much work to catch up on. Living in la la land and thinking about sex with Nathan had taken up a good portion of the morning, and my boss was constantly looking over my shoulder. I had this weird feeling he didn’t like brown people, or Mexicans, as the gringos call us. Not that I really even remembered much of my life in Mexico. After my parents died, the Landers took over and Mrs. Landers made sure I got my citizenship. I was really grateful to her, not that I showed that last night by getting drunk and screwing her son.

  When five o’clock rolled around, I took the bus into Imperial Beach and grabbed my car, grumpy because I would have to drive back through rush hour traffic to get home. By the time I reached the door to the house, it was almost six and I was glad to be home. I walked through the door and tossed my bag on the counter, smiling at Maria. She shifted her eyes toward the living room and took a drink of her tea. I squinted my eyes and walked into the room, looking at the two bouquets of flowers on the table. The first one was gigantic, filled with every color of every flower you could imagine. It was decorated with large ornate bows and a small card stuck out of the top. I pulled it out and looked down at a note from Nick apologizing for the night before.

  I put the card down and walked over to the other bouquet, which was understated but tasteful. The white and pink roses were absolutely gorgeous, and they smelled amazing. I pulled the card from that bouquet, reading Nathan’s name with X's and O’s underneath. I smiled at Nathan’s card and held it to my chest, turning around and dropping my smile as I faced an irritated Maria.

  “You want to explain what the hell is going on?”

  “I wish I could,” I said, laughing. “I guess Nick is still trying, and Nathan is letting me know he’s thinking about me.”

  “Come here,” she said, softening her face and pulling me over to the couch. “I think you should stay away from these boys. I know you have known them your whole life, but I am starting to think this battle for your attention has more to do with their own issues between each other than it does with them actually fighting over you. I know the attention feels good, but what happens when the boys make up? Where does that leave you?”

  I shook my head and smiled as she kissed my cheek and walked back into the kitchen. I looked down at the card from Nathan and wondered if maybe Maria was right. I knew Nathan would never hurt me on purpose, but things hap
pen and emotions take over. I sighed, still not convinced that this was a terrible idea. I would just have to wait and see.

  Chapter Seven

  Nathan

  Sitting there and staring at my computer, I couldn’t think of anyone other than Ronni. I had mountains of work waiting for me, but none of it interested me. Only one thing was running through my mind, and it had nothing to do with business.

  That night had been erotic, arousing, and absolutely amazing, but now that the smoke had cleared, my guilt was starting to take back over. I had visions of her riding me, moaning, her beautiful body clenching in ecstasy. It looped through my head like a movie I couldn’t turn off. This woman had been someone I was supposed to think about like a sister, but she was so sexy and so smart. Giving in to my feelings for her was the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t keep my mind off this girl, and I had been sitting here for the second day in a row just running it through my head over and over again.

  Looking back at our hot and heavy night, I had a feeling she hadn’t told me the whole story about her sexual history. It was the little things that made me think that, like how she fumbled with her clothes, how she moved rigidly at the beginning, and how tight her pussy had been. I had known her a very long time and had never thought of her as a party girl, or someone who would jump right into bed with someone. In fact, I was pretty sure, with her dedication to school, and the fact that she had never talked about another man in her life, that she was a virgin.

  But if that were true, why would she have chosen me to give it up to? Initially, the thought of her being a virgin sent a tingling, masculine thrill through my entire body. The idea that I had taken her virginity, that I had been the first man ever inside of her was extremely arousing. Her taste seemed almost purer as I sat there, thinking about her untouched pussy. On the other hand, guilt was desperately trying to creep into my chest. She was drunk, upset from her dinner with Nick, upset with how my father had blown her off when she left the house, and I had been there to comfort her, to listen to her, and to support her dreams. If I didn’t know myself better, it would look like I took advantage of her.