She gasps and her body stiffens under my touch. I almost think she’s going to get up and make a run for it, but she doesn’t. Instead, she reminds me of how stupid I am being and I instantly hate myself for doing this to her. “I thought you said this was a mistake,” she breathes.
Fuck my life! This is a mistake because by doing this, I might be hurting us both, but I can’t think rational when I’m around her. I find my eyes retreating to her legs again, and the way they tremble turns me on like I’ve never been turned on before. My cock is throbbing so hard it almost hurts and I feel like my zipper is about to burst at the seam. The only way to make this go away is by burying myself to the hilt in between those thighs and fucking her hard, until she comes all over my dick.
Yanking my shirt over my head, I throw it down beside me and grip her thighs, pulling her as close as I can get her. “I don’t give a shit if this is a mistake anymore. What the fuck do I know?” Breathing heavily, I run my hands up the length of her legs, spreading them wider, causing her whole body to shake. "I have to be inside you, Phoenix. I can’t take this torture anymore but there is one thing I need to know. Have you slept with my brother?”
Her eyes slowly trail down my body, landing on the defined muscles that lead down to my jeans. I can tell just by the look in her eye how much she wants me inside her. I don’t even need her to say anything, I just need to know my brother’s never gotten a taste.
When she shakes her head, giving me the confirmation that my brother is a lying dick, an excitement courses through me and I can hardly even keep from nutting right here and now. I know by doing this I’m probably fucking us both, especially after kissing her. Whenever I kiss a girl, they always seem to fall in love with me. I basically stopped allowing girls to kiss me, omitting that form of intimacy altogether. Why I slipped up with her, I have no idea. Probably because all the rules go out the window when it comes to her. “That’s all I need to hear.”
Before she can process my words, I push her skirt up her legs and yank her panties to the side, exposing her beautiful body. I can see her chest rise and fall with every breath she takes, letting me know she doesn’t dislike what I’m about to do to her. Hell, she probably wants it just as much as I do. I want her so badly right now, I’m almost tempted to skip any foreplay and slip inside her, but I feel as if she deserves better. That and I can’t help but to want a taste what I do to her.
I'm so wound up, I tear her panties from her body. Laying her back, I bend over and allow my tongue to trail up the inside of her thigh. I can already see her juices dripping and all I want to do is lick her clean. She smells of cupcakes and I can only imagine her pussy tastes even sweeter. Tossing her panties down beside us, I look her in the eye and my words make her whole body jerk. “I need to taste you and I won’t stop until I’ve had enough. I fucking love cupcakes.”
Grabbing her thighs, I push her legs towards her breasts. I slowly trail my tongue up the wetness of her pussy, torturing her clit with the tip of my barbell, before slipping my tongue deep inside, getting a better taste. She moans and her whole body shakes with pleasure as I spread her moistness to her clit and slip a finger into her tightness. I swirl my tongue around before sucking her clit into my mouth. I am right, she tastes so fucking sweet and the thought of any other man tasting her angers me. Grabbing her hips, I rotate completely, leaving her straddling my face. I suck and lick while moving my finger in and out in a slow, consistent motion, never losing rhythm. I know how much rhythm means to a woman’s sexual needs and I will be fucked if I don’t give her the greatest pleasure she’s ever known. It doesn’t take long before I feel her already starting to clamp down around my finger. It doesn’t surprise me though. If I’m good at one thing, it’s definitely using my tongue. I slowly run my tongue in between her lips before sucking her lips into my mouth and then her clit. When I feel her starting to clamp again, I run my tongue over her thigh before softly biting down on it.
Her body jerks as she clamps around my finger and screams. It’s so fucking tight, it feels as if it’s going to break my finger. Right before she comes, I pull my finger out replacing it with my tongue. I want to taste her when she comes. “Oh fuck me!” Her breathing comes out in heavy bursts as she continues to scream and moan above me. “Oh shit, Kellan!” I can feel her juices on my tongue. I swallow leaving nothing behind. She runs her hands through her hair before biting her bottom lip.
Her screams make my cock hurt and I need to release it before it busts the zipper of my jeans. I snake my arm around her waist before laying her down on the blanket with my body pressed between her wet thighs. I kiss her, wanting her to taste herself on my lips. I place my lips to her ear and whisper. “You like the way my tongue feels, tasting you? Does it make you want more?”
She moans and leans her head back, pressing it into the blanket. Watching her shake while running her hand up the length of her thigh makes me want another taste. I sit up on my knees and grab her hips, bringing her hips up to meet my face. I run my tongue along her thighs and over her wetness, licking up the juices. “You taste so fucking good, Phoenix. Now I want to bury my cock deep inside you while you scream my name,” I say, running my tongue over my lips and trying to catch my breath. “Do you think you can handle it, because once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”
I have never felt this desperate to be inside a woman and waiting for her to answer is killing me. I want her to touch me, to give me a sign it’s okay to take her. When she reaches out and pulls my jeans down my thighs, her eyes desperately searching mine, I take that as her answer.
Her hands tremble as she reaches for my cock and pulls it free from my boxers. “Holy shit, Kellan.” Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of my rock hard dick. I can’t remember ever being this hard for someone and the feeling of her hand around my cock makes me even harder.
She slowly runs her hand up the length of my dick, stroking it before playing with the head of it in her tiny fingers and looking me in the eye. “You have the sexiest dick I’ve ever seen. Is everything on your body so damn perfect?”
I think of the scar through my eyebrow that haunts me every time I look in the mirror, reminding me of that fucked up day and my blood boils. Anger courses through me and suddenly, I want to fuck her harder than I’ve ever fucked a woman before. My anger always gets the best of me and that’s another reason I’m so damaged.
Without warning, I grab her hips and flip her over, causing a small moan to escape her lips. “Not as perfect as you are.” Running my hands up the roundness of her ass, I grip her cheeks, spreading them apart as I slide into the wetness of her tightness and push as deep as it will allow me.
“Oh fuck!” She screams and I can feel the wetness between her legs thicken. “Kellan,” she whimpers.
I place my hands back on her hips and grip tightly as I start out slow and deep, getting a feel for her pussy. My cock has been known to hurt, so I want to see what she can handle before I give her my all. “Oh shit, it feels so good being inside you.” I push into her, rolling my hips in and out. I cup her breasts in my hands and I pull her body up to meet mine. With her back pressed against my chest, I grab the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. “I’m about to fuck you deep and hard so don’t be afraid to scream.” I lean in and run my tongue up the side of her neck before sucking in her earlobe. “I love it loud.”
Pushing her back down on the palm of her hands, I slam into her, burying myself deep before bending over her, yanking her head to the side and running my tongue across her mouth. She moans against my lips, causing me to go harder and deeper. “Yeah, you fucking like me inside you?” I suck in her bottom lip while reaching around with my other hand and playing with her clit. “Tell me how much you like it, Phoenix. I want to hear you say it.”
Her body trembles from my touch and I have to catch her from collapsing. “I like it so fucking much, Kellan.” I pull her face closer to mine and rub my lip ring over her bottom lip. She lets out a cry of pleasure before openin
g her mouth and licking my bottom lip then sucking the ring into her mouth.
I’m so fucking hot right now that all I want to do is make her scream again, to feel her pussy clamp tight around my dick. I push her down flat on her stomach before placing my body weight above her with my left leg bent at the knee, pressed against her side. I pump into her slow and deep being sure to give her intense pleasure. She moans beneath me as I move in and out while running my tongue up her back, to her neck, teasing her with my barbell. She seems to like the feel of it against her skin and it’s so fucking hot.
“Kellan,” she moans, making my heart jump. “You feel so good inside me. I want you deeper. Please,” she begs.
Hearing her sound so desperate to have me in her makes me lose it. Placing my hands on her hips, with my toes digging into the blanket, I thrust into her hard and fast while breathing into her ear. “You want me deep, baby?” I thrust deep inside her, filling her completely and stop. “Is that deep enough, huh?” I pull out and thrust again, pushing as deep as I can go while wrapping her hair in my hand and kissing her neck.
She screams and I have to stop myself from coming. I refuse to get off before she does. This is about giving her the only thing I know how. I never want her to forget me. Even when I’m gone.
Without pulling out, I bring myself to my knees, then rest on my heels, while bringing her body with mine so she’s riding me. I run my hands along her hips, then up her sides, admiring her body. She’s so beautiful. I want this moment forever. I want to feel myself inside her while I take in her fucking beauty.
She starts moving up and down on my cock as I reach up and undo her bra. She stops to let me slide her bra off before she slowly and teasingly moves up, sliding my dick all the way out of her pussy before slowly riding her way back down. “I love your pussy. It feels so damn good. It’s the best I’ve ever had.”
I reach around her, cupping her left breast in my hand, teasing her nipple with my fingers. “Kellan,” she says breathless. “I’m about to come. I’m about to explode with you buried deep inside me. I always imagined you feeling this good.”
Oh shit! She’s imagined me fucking her? I can’t hold in much longer. It’s so hot me thinking about her imagining my dick pounding into her. Fuck it! I need this moment just as much as she does.
I pick her up off my dick and place my hand on her chin so she’ll turn around and face me. “I want to look at you while you come.” I look into her eyes as I guide her down to my lap so her legs are wrapped around my waist. “Look at me while I pleasure you, Phoenix. I want to see how I make you feel. I want to taste it on your lips.”
She wraps her arms around my neck and places her forehead to mine, looking deep into my eyes. I grab her hips and lift her, bringing her down to meet the head of my dick. I rub the head along her wetness before burying it deep inside her, making her moan against my lips.
“I’m going to make you come now,” I whisper.
I thrust in and out slowly, playing with her clit from the tip of my thumb, my other hand wrapped around the back of her head, holding her close to me. It feels so good having her in my arms and a part of me wants this moment to last. She feels so warm and safe, like home. Looking into her eyes, we both moan and I can feel her tightening around me as her body trembles under my touch in an orgasm.
She breaths heavily against my lips and I take her bottom lip in my mouth as I thrust back into her causing her body to shake in pleasure. “Mmm . . . you love my dick, don’t you?” She nods and I am so hot right now, that I’m doing things I would never do. First, I’m having sex without a damn condom and second, I’m about to . . . “Are you on birth control?”
She nods while looking me in the eye and biting her bottom lip. “Fuck! I’m about to come deep inside of you.” I rub my hand over her face while rolling my hips in and out of her. “I’ve never done this before but I can’t imagine not feeling this pleasure to its fullest. I want you to feel all of me.”
I crush my lips against hers, pulling her bottom lip into my mouth and sucking as I bust my load as deep inside her as I can. Holy shit it feels amazing, being deep inside her and letting go. I almost feel free as if I can have more of these moments, but it’s all just bullshit that will never happen. The thought of my load inside her is enough to have me temporary high. I never imagined it would feel so damn good.
She sits on me panting and rubbing her hands though her hair, as she stays zoned in on my eyes like she’s admiring the sight of them and wants to memorize them. I love that, because I’m doing the same to her. A moment like this can never happen again. I messed up big by letting my desire get the best of me.
We sit like that for a few minutes, neither one of us attempting to make the first move to separate our bodies. Feeling the heated skin of her breasts against my chest is almost enough to make me come again. She’s so sexy and tastes so damn good. She’s everything I’d want if I was good enough to deserve happiness, but I’m not, so I’ll have to be more careful with her for now on.
The sky is dark and silent now. Somewhere in the middle of our own show, the fireworks stopped and either one of us paid attention enough to know. She’s looking around the sky as if she’s afraid they’ll start again or as if they never stopped. When I said I wanted to change this day for her, I didn’t mean this way. I might have just fucked her up even more.
“I’m sorry, Phoenix.” I brush a strand of hair behind her ear and then lift her up so I can pull out of her. “I didn’t mean to let things get this far. I should have been more careful with you and what you needed today, but I’m fucked up. Doing things right, just isn’t my thing.”
Her eyes search mine before she cups my face and brings her lips down and just before touching mine she stops and exhales. I thought maybe she was going to kiss me again, but she doesn't and I find myself wishing she would. “It’s not your fault. I wanted it just as bad as you did. I’ve wanted you for as long as I’ve known you, Kellan. I couldn’t stop myself either.”
Her words linger in the air and guilt takes over, making me feel like total shit. I had no idea she liked me over the years. Back then, she was just too young to even think about being attracted to. Yes, she was always pretty and I worried about guys going after her and hurting her, but that’s it. Being Adric’s best friend, it was part of my responsibility to take care of her and to worry, so it came naturally to be pissed when she went on dates. She was fifteen and I was twenty the last time we saw each other. She was starting to grow up and the guys were all over her, but for some reason, she always pushed them away. Now, it all makes sense. It was because of me.
“As much as I don’t want to,” I look into her eyes and hate myself for what I just did. But I can’t deny that it was the best moment of my miserable existence. “I should get you home before I lose all control again and take you right here again,” I say stiffly, suddenly not knowing how to act. Do I let her know how much I still want her, or do I push her away so she doesn’t get hurt? Either way, it hurts to not be able to give her what she wants or needs because I'm fucked up in the head. So what if she liked me back then. I’m a different person now and once she gets to know me again, she’ll only hate me. Who could love me after what I did?
I reach for her bra and shirt and help her get dressed. Once we reach the edge of the roof, I help her down the ladder and over to my truck. I place my hand under her ass to give her a boost. Upon touch, I feel skin on skin contact and I remember her torn underwear now reside in my pocket. Just a little something for me to always remember one piece of heaven in my own personal hell. My fingers brush against her bareness, making us both stop and take a deep breath. I’m not ready to let her go just yet and feeling her this way makes me want to prolong it. “Where do you live?” She sits in the passenger seat and closes her legs together before handing me my keys.
“My car's at the Ranch,” she says confused. “You don’t need to take me home, Kellan. You can drop me off there.”
Like hell I will.
I can’t do that. My protective instinct won’t let me drop her off to Kade, just waiting for his chance to have her the way I did earlier. I refuse to place her in his hands. Even though I know I can’t have her, as selfish as it may be, I don’t want him to have her either. Pondering, I think of an excuse to take her home instead.
“People are probably still at the party and I know you don’t want to get sucked into that again. Let me take you home and I will be sure you get wherever you need to be tomorrow. I promise.”
She’s quiet for a second as if she’s thinking things over before she finally responds. “1349 Rodeo Drive. My mom and sister are staying with me for a bit so don’t be surprised if you see two nut jobs running around.”
“Is everything okay?” I ask, curious as to why Phoenix has this responsibility now and hoping it’s not too much for her to take on. It's about time her mother learns to grow up and rely on herself instead of her kids.
Elaine and Ethan should have been over years ago. That’s why Adric was always stressed out. He constantly worried about what he would have to do to take care of his family after his dad quit talking shit and actually left them behind. Ethan never gave a crap about his family and I tried my hardest to protect Phoenix from the truth so she wouldn’t hurt as much as Adric did. Adric had dreams of opening his own tattoo shop one day and forming a band to share his love for music with the world. Music for him wasn't just something to pass the time like most people, it was his escape. He poured his heart and soul into his lyrics. I still have that old worn out notebook packed full of songs he carried everywhere. I always said if I got good enough, I was going to record them and make a tribute to him. He never would get excited, as if that dream would come crashing down if he were left to take on all of the responsibility. It had him on edge and now Phoenix might be stuck carrying that same weight.
She looks up from playing with her hair and forces a smile. “I guess. It’s nothing I can’t handle and it’s only temporary.”
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