by C. A. Rene
I don’t answer to that, it’s a lot of pressure to be responsible for someone else’s happiness. I’ve never been in this deep before and to be completely honest, it’s scaring the fuck out of me.
My aunt avoids me for the rest of the night. I know she’s upset and was trying to keep this secret from me. I get it, my potential dad was a little psychotic, but there must be trust between us. I need to know she would tell me everything, regardless of how bad it may be.
The next week of school goes by quickly. It’s been so busy between rehearsal and schoolwork that I haven’t had a chance to properly speak to my aunt nor send Tommy that picture. The whole search for my father has stalled for the moment.
The play though? It’s going to be amazing. Britney as an understudy is not ideal, I certainly wouldn’t accept food or drink from her at this time for fear of poisoning. The looks I get from her and her friends are amusing and I just always make sure I’m not in front of her on the stairs.
Lance, Vin and I stay later after each rehearsal to discuss the vision. The three of us have become this well-oiled machine. We all finish each other’s sentences and can tell what we’re all thinking with just looks. It’s like a threesome but Lance is totally not getting any.
For Claire’s loss of virginity scene-yes, that’s what it’s called-Danny has made an actual bed that rotates on a lazy Susan design. So, for this scene, Vin lays on top of me and the bed rotates around a few turns. We stop at the back of the stage and music plays through while we act out the deed. It’s sensual and tasteful, nothing pornographic.
We have one more week of rehearsals before we start doing dress rehearsals. Then it’s costumes and props and late nights until everything is perfect. I don’t open myself to love many things, but when I do, I love with everything in my being. The stage happens to be one of those things. Another one? This green-eyed masterpiece whose heart makes mine whole. The word soulmates used to make me laugh, how could there be just two people meant for each other in this whole world? With Vin, I’m starting to believe it.
“What to chill tonight?” Vin asks me as he drives towards my house. It’s 8:30 on a Friday evening and all I want to do is sleep.
“With Netflix?” I grin at him.
He runs his hand down his face, “it’s all I think about.” He groans.
“I want to,” I run my hands over his dreads, “but I’m so tired and we have to be back in that theatre at 7:30 tomorrow morning.”
“Yeah, I know. This time of year, we don’t get much sleep.”
“Can we reschedule for tomorrow night?”
“Of course.” He smiles at me. “I’m buying a whole box of condoms because we’re going to need it.”
“Nah,” I lean over and kiss his cheek. “No need, my aunt put me on the shot.”
He looks over to me wide eyed. We’re now parked in my driveway staring at each other.
“I assume your clean?” I ask.
“Yeah, my mom makes me get tested every six months.”
“She’s smart.” I kiss him lightly on the lips.
"I haven't done... that... before." He slowly mutters out.
"Raw?"
He nods and looks into my eyes.
"We don't have to..." I start.
"No, I want to. With you... I want to with you."
My heart soars as I lean in again to kiss him, then open the door.
“Goodnight.” I sing out to him.
“Night, love.”
There goes my heart again, speeding up and making breathing difficult. We haven’t said it to each other yet, not counting my drunken whisper at his party. But I feel it, I know Vin loves me. Adri and Travis both are constantly telling me how he’s changed and speaking of, I haven’t really had time to talk to either of them lately.
The house is quiet when I get in, looks like the ‘rents are out to dinner. I decide a hot bubble bath in my claw foot is needed. My bath is filled and I’m down to my bra and yoga pants when I hear a beeping coming from downstairs. I pull on my robe and follow the noise, it’s coming from my uncle Scott’s office. I open the door and the noise brings me to the monitors behind the bookcase.
I flip open the case and look to the screen that’s blinking red with an alarm. It’s the view of the backyard and there are two men dressed in all black looking in through one set of patio doors. Good thing they are tinted to see only out and not in. I start to see red, my body thrums with anger. A house this large they must know has an alarm system. At the exact moment one of the guys looks up to the camera. Half of his face is covered with a balaclava then he points to his eyes then to the camera.
I’m watching you.
I know the message is for me and I know it’s from Raphael. I watch the men move out of view of the camera and show up on the screen for the driveway. They casually saunter away like they weren’t just trespassing.
I hear my phone ringing upstairs and know automatically my aunt and uncle were alerted. I run up the stairs and grab the phone from my sweater pocket.
“Hello?”
“Ember?!” My aunt sounds slightly spazzed.
“Yeah, hey.”
“The cameras alerted our phones. Looks like a couple guys were on the property. We are on our way home. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I watched them on the screens. It’s weird.”
“We are going to call the cops to report it. From now on the gates have to remain closed.”
“Got it. Gates closed.” I repeat.
“Okay, see you soon.” She hangs up.
As bad as I feel, I have to keep the gang problems from them. My aunt will freak out and cause a scene which will attract the wrong attention. I have to get a message to Raphael and the only way to do that is through Tommy. I can also send him the picture of Ray and find out if he recognizes him as well.
I drain my bath since it’s long past cold now and have a quick shower instead. When I get out I hear my aunt and uncle downstairs. My aunt seems to be on the phone with the police and my uncle is yelling out to her what to say. I decide to call Tommy, I can’t have random criminals traipsing on their property. His phone rings a few times then hits voicemail, so I leave him a quick one asking for him to call me back. Who knows what he’s doing now? I then upload the picture of Ray to my phone and send it to him in a text.
Me: know this guy?
I put my phone in my sweater pocket and head downstairs. My aunt and uncle are going over the footage in the office.
“Any idea why this asshole is saying he’s watching us?” My aunt screeches.
“Probably a random shithead who figured out we had cameras. That’s probably why they ended up leaving.” He shakes his head, “thank God Ember is okay.”
“I’m fine,” I alert them that I’m here. “They seemed pretty harmless.”
“I’m sure they backed off when they saw the cameras.” My uncles nods. “This is why we have this system.”
My phone pings in my pocket. I quickly head back upstairs, my heart beating erratically. I really hope Tommy recognizes Ray but at the same time doesn’t. I can’t explain my apprehension. I close my room door and pull out my phone. I’m instantly peeved and happy all at once. Tommy hasn’t even read my message yet, but Vin has texted me.
Vince: Hey baby, am I picking u up tmr morning?
Me: Sure. Scam ur Momma’s coffee.
Vince: Will do ❤️
I make it an early night since I have to be up so early for rehearsal, but it’s hard to shut down a brain when it’s firing on all pistons. I need to figure out how to get the Eastside Rampage off my ass.
We are all sitting in the theatre looking something close to death. I’ve already guzzled my coffee and stole Vin’s. After a night of tossing and turning, I need the extra fuel to jumpstart my brain.
Our Saturday rehearsals are purely students only. Vin-being student drama president-has the key to the theatre. So, today is a skeleton crew of stagehands, Lance and the actors needed for the
next few scenes we are perfecting. Which is basically me, Vin and Bitchney. Plus, Bitchney brought along her little bitch crew.
We are doing the Claire virginity scene today and the aftermath. Two scenes in total, one of which I am in a bed with a topless Vin. Hold on, it gets better. I am wearing boy-cut shorts and a tube top. A whole bunch of skin on skin, which means a certain type of hell for me. Since the party at Vin’s house, I’ve been a mess of bones and horniness. Speaking of bones, I really want his bone…
“Ember!” Vin yells from the stage.
“What?!” I yell back, how dare he interrupt my daydream.
“Let’s start.” His eyebrow is raising and those delectable dimples make an appearance. I want to sit on those dimples so bad. Hmm, do you think I could improvise a scene of Claire riding Miguel’s face? Yeah, probably not.
“Ember…. today?” Shit, it’s going to be a rough day.
We are on our fifteenth take for this scene and I am a hot mess. The blanket is a thick down filled thing and Lance has asked Vin to remove his sweats and just be in his boxers, he says it looks better, more believable. For whom Lance?! Huh? For whom?! I don’t know how much more I can take of his hard length pressing into me. My shorts are thin and I can feel everything.
“Action!” Danny screams out and the bed starts its slow rotation.
This time as we round the back of the stage, Vin pulls down my shorts.
“Vin!” I whisper harshly.
“Baby, kick them off.” His finger runs through my soaked slit. “Trust me.”
I do as he says, and while we round back towards the front I am completely bare with him between my legs. We’ve been here before.
“Nice guys!” Lance screams out. You bet your ass it’s nice, Lance. “Hey Vin, can you lower yourself more and place your head next to hers? Or better yet in her neck.”
Vin chuckles and does as he’s told and at the same time, he’s removed himself from his boxers and starts stroking himself making his cock bump against my clit each time. The idea of everyone being here and watching but not knowing amps up my arousal. We start our second of three rotations towards the back.
“Ready baby?” He whispers in my ear. Ready? Ready for what?
I don’t have time to ask him as he slams into me. My body can’t take all of him in one stroke, he’s so large. The stinging burn I feel makes me whimper as he starts to pull out and back in with quick successions.
“Relax for me baby, let me in.” We are at the back of the stage again and I try to relax with a large inhale. My pussy finally relaxes and he pushes in to the hilt.
“Fuck.” We both mutter at the same time.
“You feel so tight, so fucking wet.” He says as he slides his hands under my ass and tilts my pelvis up towards him. Then pulls out slowly and slams back in. The sound of my wetness gushes around his cock and I watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head. I can feel his piercing hitting places so deep inside, no one has ever reached before.
The music picks up tempo as we begin our rotation back to the front. Vin is doing shallow thrusts into me, dragging his piercing across my clit each time. My whimpering increases as I’m nearing my end. He pulls up my right leg and slams into me again then stays there as we slowly move across the front of the stage.
I feel myself pulse and clench around him and he groans burying his face in my neck.
“Nice guys!” Lance screams out, “this one is so believable. Hey Vin, maybe for this rotation you could kiss her.”
Of course, it’s believable, I have his balls resting against my asshole, it can’t get any more believable than this. I muffle my chuckle against Vin’s shoulder and fell him shake with laughter. His twinkling green eyes meet mine as he leans down for a sweet kiss.
“Perfect! Danny start pulling the curtains now, this will be the end of act one!” Lance says. We are turning to the back and as soon as the curtain obstructs their view of us, Vin is pounding into me at a punishing rate. I’m right at the edge and it’s so hard to hold in the screams I have at the tip of my tongue. My pussy starts clenching and I feel the telltale tingles pulling through my stomach to my toes.
“Come for me, Em. I want to feel you squeeze the cum out of me.” That does it, stars burst behind my eyelids and my pussy clamps so hard around him it must be painful. The waves of pleasure heighten each time his piercing hits that special spot inside me. I hear him groan soon after and feel his warmth shoot inside me.
We are both panting when I feel him slide out of me and starts pulling up my shorts.
“Let’s go clean up, baby.” He whispers and kisses my head. He leads me to the back-dressing room and locks the door. I’m standing in the center of the room, tired and slightly sore. Vin goes to his knees in front of me and pulls down my shorts as he grabs a hand towel off the vanity and lifts my leg to rest my foot on his shoulder.
“Watching my cum leak out of you makes me want to fuck you all over again.” His mouth, it’s so fucking filthy. I moan and push my pussy closer to his face.
He looks up into my eyes, and I can only guess he saw my assent. He gets up and flips me around bending me over his vanity, the mirror in front of my face. His grin reflects back to me as he runs two fingers up my slit, collecting his leaking fluids. Then he brings it up to my rectal opening and smears it around my virgin hole. On reflex I draw away from his touch.
“Shhh,” he says, bringing me back towards him. “Anyone been back here before?”
I shake my head as he brings more of our combined fluids to the hole. He slips a finger in and I grunt dropping my head to my chest. It’s not an unpleasant feeling, surprisingly quite the opposite. As he pushes in another finger I am panting again.
“One day soon I will be back here.” He says as he pumps his fingers in and out. “Your pretty pussy is crying out my cum, you feel it run down your leg?”
“Oh God.” I’m ready to explode again.
“Not yet.” He demands, withdrawing his fingers.
I feel the head of his cock press again my pussy and slide inside, filling me up to the brim and then more. He grabs my leg and lifts it up to rest on the stool, opening me up further for him to push in even more. I thought he was in deep the first time, I was wrong. This time I feel him push against parts of my body that I wouldn’t even dream of being touched.
“Let’s see how much more of my cum this pussy can take.” He grunts out as he pounds into me.
My moans become loud and fervent as I hear our combined fluids dropping on the floor. His filthy mouth and the feel of him stretching me has me teetering over the edge quickly. As I come I feel a rush of fluid running down my legs.
That has never happened before.
“Did I just make my baby squirt?” He asks as he bites down on my shoulder. The combined pain and his words stretches my orgasm even longer as my legs start to give out. Vin holds me up with his hands on my waist and he starts to really plow into me. He finally lets out the sexiest, huskiest groan and more of his cum is running down my leg.
He curls around my back holding me to him until our breathing starts to even out. We’re still attached and he doesn’t feel any different after he has orgasmed, still so fucking large.
“I love you, Em.” He breathes into my neck. My fucking heart soars.
“I love you too, Vin.”
“Yeah?” He looks at me in the mirror his smile so big.
“Yeah.” I nod.
“I know, I heard you say it at my party.” He winks.
Asshole.
This time he cleans me up gently and we dress. I’m so languid I can barely move and snuggling in my bed and watching some Netflix sounds so good right now.
The next week rushes by with a mix of rehearsals, school and constant sex. I’m not exaggerating, in his car, in the dressing rooms, and behind the stage curtains. We are insatiable. Even Adri is complaining about seeing me only in the mornings and briefly at lunch. Once I explained Vin and I had taken it to the next level, her face
lit up with joy.
“Get that dick, girl.” She said.
Oh, get it I did.
Chapter Fourteen
“Em! Hurry up! We’re gonna be late!” Vin yells from the bottom of the stairs. This evening we are doing our final dress rehearsal and the first showing is tomorrow evening.
“I’m coming!”
I’m quickly throwing my hair up into my signature messy bun when my door opens.
“You’re not coming... yet, but if you don’t get down now I will make you come, and we’ll be even later.”
He’s a fucking machine, I don’t even know how else to describe him. His dick must be filled with batteries because he’s like the fucking Energizer Bunny.
“My vagina is so angry with you! She feels like she’s going to fall off.” I grit through my teeth.
“Seriously?” His eyes widen, “she’s hurting?”
“She’s sore, yes.” I roll my eyes at his concern. I swear I’ve become one big walking pussy. “Give her a few hours to recoup and maybe an ice pack.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” He pouts, “I suppose we can wait a few hours.” He grins as he’s stroking his hard-on through his sweatpants. See? A fucking machine!
“Ugh!” I grab his hand and drag him behind me. “Let’s go, Energizer.”
“Energizer?”
“Yeah, like the fucking bunny.”
We have a two-hour rehearsal tonight, then Lisa says she’s turning her back on the later festivities. Apparently, the drama club has an annual tradition of throwing a modest party in the theatre.
Vin says everyone comes with a few friends but never anything huge. They sit around have a few drinks and jam out to music. It sounds awesome and I’ve already invited both Travis and Adri. Tonight, I’m pushing these two brothers to interact, they are going to need each other more than ever. Doctors have completed testing on their father and he has stage four cancer, not a good prognosis. So, I want them to be able to start a proper brotherly relationship.
I really need this distraction because my stress level is through the roof. I haven’t heard anything back from Tommy, I’m worried and not sure what’s happening to him and I have Eastside goons tracking my movements. There has been no time to formulate any type of plan with all the rehearsals. I promise myself to double down after tomorrow night.
