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by J N Owens


  She smiles up at me as she wraps her hands into my hair. She leans up and licks my lips. Then kisses me. The kiss is hard and long and unforgiving. But it’s the best kiss. Her kiss is the best kiss. I’ll never want another. She pulls back to look at me.

  “You are amazing. Thank you for coming Noah. I’ll never be able to repay you.” A tear escapes her eye. I stop moving and wipe it away.

  “Hey, don’t do that. It’s okay.”

  “No, it’s not that. I’m okay. I’m just happy. Really. I’m so happy you’re here.” She positions herself so she can roll us over. She is on top of me and she sits up. She runs her hands over my chest and starts to move, she rocks back and forth, rubbing her clit as she works her hot wet pussy on my dick. It’s the most amazing feeling. She throws her head back as she starts moaning and calling out my name. I reach up and grab her breast with one hand and reach between us with the other to rub her clit. That makes her start working me harder and faster. I am so close now, but I want her to come first. I reach around to grab her ass; I lift her up a little and start pumping up and down into her. I feel her pussy clamp down around my shaft harder. It’s like a heartbeat thumping against my dick. The pulsing of her orgasm as she calls out my name makes my orgasm come hard and fast. The feeling of my come shooting into her feels so great. She falls down on top of me. Her head laying on my chest. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. I kiss her head lightly and roll us on to our side. We lay there quietly for a while just breathing each other in. I run my hand up and down her back. She draws circles on my chest.

  After about 30 minutes we finally get up and go to the bathroom to shower. We don’t make it through the shower without touching each other. The touching leads to kissing and that leads to us fucking again. I can’t keep my hands off her. And she obviously has the same problem. I don’t consider it a bad problem. Once we make it out of the shower, she is standing in front of the mirror, and I am getting dressed.

  “So, I am assuming you have to go into work today.”

  “Well, I need to go check on a few things. But I called Stacey and had her move some appointments around. Last night was a crazy night. I was up all night so, I really don’t need to be seeing patients today.”

  I look over at her. I didn’t know anything happened last night.

  “Wait, what happened last night?”

  “Oh, I haven’t told you that have I?” She has one of those oh crap, I don’t really want to talk about this looks on her face.

  “No, you didn’t, but if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”

  “No, it’s fine. When I got home there were flowers everywhere. Like covering my room and bathroom. And a slaughtered goat, on my bed. It’s fine, I mean it scared the shit out of me. I went and stayed at Layla’s. Dad came and took care of it. He made a police report, cleaned it up, and he should be here sometime today with my new mattress. This is the guest room. We can stay here if it freaks you out. I may actually prefer it for a while. But really, I’m fine it just scared me. That was after I spent hours at the police station. My dad was not happy. And he told me he had done a background check on Scott and found out some pretty scary stuff. But it’s fine. I have security on the house, which he needs to check because it didn’t keep him out. Obviously.”

  “Babe, that’s serious shit. How did he get in?”

  “That’s what we don’t know. And that’s why I’m so glad you’re here. I mean I can protect myself, but still. I feel better not being alone.” She smiles at me. And I really need to calm down. I can’t let her see me get upset about this. I need her to see me calm so she doesn’t freak out.

  “Well, I’m not going anywhere. I know I already told you, but I moved that job interview up to this week. If everything goes as planned, I could be here for good by the end of the month.”

  “Are you serious? For good, good?” Her face lights up.

  “Yeah, for good, good.” I laugh. “So, you wanna get out of here and go get some lunch or something later?”

  “Yes, I can show you around the city. After I go by the hospital. But why don’t we get some sleep first, I am so tired.”

  “That is the best thing you have said since I got here. Well, except ‘yes Noah, more Noah, harder Noah.’” I laugh, and she hits me playfully in the shoulder.

  “Stop it. You keep it up and I won’t say anything next time. I’ll just lay there silently willing those things in my head.” I grab her around the waist and tickle her. She squirms and screams laughing.

  “You wouldn’t dare.”

  “Watch me. Especially if you insist on tickling me. Your punishment will be much worse than silence.” She is backing up towards the bed.

  “What could be worse than that?”

  “Oh, just you wait good doctor. I have plenty of ways to torture you. Most of them are of a sexual nature.” She waggles her eyebrows at me.

  “Alright, you win. I won’t tickle. Much.” I can’t help it. She is so adorable. But right now, I just want to hold her and sleep. “But first can we just sleep. I want to hold you and sleep.”

  “That can be done. Come on.” She has climbed onto the bed and crooks her finger for me to follow. I must be the luckiest man alive. I did something right.

  We sleep for a good 5 hours. It’s close to 3 in the afternoon when we finally make our way out of bed. It’s pretty slow going. We get up , get dressed, and make our way out to find something to eat. She tells me she has a favorite little place she wants to show me. She explains it’s a cheese shop, but they also have a deli that makes the best sandwiches. I am all in. I love cheese. I could probably live off the stuff. Turns out she has the same love of cheese. We laugh over a friend’s episode about living in a house made of cheese as we make our way into the little shop. It smells amazing. I tell her that I will take her to France one day and we will eat our weight in cheese as we travel around the country. Her face is immediately brighter. We both order and get our food. We take it outside to eat.

  Today is a beautiful day, especially for late June. Its overcast so the sun isn’t beating down on us. There is a porch behind the shop that is real nice and cozy. This city really is beautiful. We have been here only about twenty minutes eating and drinking some tea when she stills, and her eyes go wide. I am immediately alert. I reach across for her hand.

  “Are you Okay?”

  She just shakes her head. I look around for something that may have sparked this change. But I don’t see anything out of the ordinary. Then I see a tall man with blond hair pulled back from his face, and piercing blue green eyes. I only say piercing because they are piercing right through me. He looks like he is ready to kill me. I look back to Finley.

  “Who is that guy?” Then it hits me. “Oh my God Fin, is that him? Your ex?”

  Again, she just nods. She can’t even speak. She is so afraid right now she can’t say a word. That alone makes me want to kill him. I reach for my phone and dial 911. I look back again and he is walking towards us. I just lay my phone down on the table so they can listen. I squeeze Finley’s hand, so she knows she doesn’t have to do this alone. I can see the tears in her eyes. He gets to the table and I can see his jaw tensing. I can just make out the operator on the phone asking if anyone is there. I want her to know we need her to stay on the line.

  “Can we help you?” Scott looks at me with complete hatred.

  “Who the fuck are you and why are you with my girlfriend?”

  Finley immediately stands up. I can see that fury has replaced her fear instantly.

  “Are you serious Scott? Get the fuck away from me. You have no right coming anywhere near me. I have already gone to the police once over the shit you pulled yesterday. We have all your records pulled now. You step out of line again and I’ll have your ass in jail so fast you won’t know what hit you. I told you I was done with you. Get the fuck away from me. I can’t be anymore plain than that.” She sits back down and looks away from him. But I can see her chest rising and falling wi
th each breath and she is not far from freaking the fuck out. Scott looks from me to her and back.

  “I get it now. You found you some hot shot fancy boy and that’s why you don’t want me anymore. That figures you uppity bitch. Your nothing but a fucking whore anyway. I was done with your stupid cunt anyway.” He turns and spits at her. And that’s it, that’s all it takes. I’m out of my chair. I pull back and land a solid right hook to his nose. I’m not as big as him, but I can throw a punch. Only because I was a scrawny little shit in school and my dad taught me to fight to take up for myself. And then I took up boxing and some other stuff. I keep up with it now to keep in shape. That fucker never saw it coming. He is laid out on the ground with his hand on his face. Blood is covering his hands and face. He has thrown a few choice words and Finley has her hands over her mouth. I look down at him,

  “You don’t get to talk to her that way, ever. You’re a piece of shit. Only a pussy puts his hands on a woman then blames her for not wanting him.” I lean over and take Finley by her hand and pull her from her seat. I look back to him, “don’t ever let me catch you around her, her house, or anyone in her family again.” I hold Finley close and walk away just I hear sirens coming. As we make it around the front of the restaurant I look to Finley.

  “Are you alright? I’m so sorry, I didn’t want that to happen, I tried to stay out of it and let you handle it. But I couldn’t sit there and let him talk to you that way.” She turns and wraps her arms around me and starts kissing me. Not like a passionate kiss, just little kisses all over, my cheeks, my nose, my eyes, my lips. And then stops and looks at me.

  “Thank you. Thank you for standing up for me. Thank you for knowing what I needed, even when I didn’t. Thank you for knowing that I was about to crumble and thank you for being strong for me. Thank you.” She leans in and kisses me one more time, soft on the lips. Then leans her forehead to mine. She lets out a long sigh. So, I just wrap my arms around her. This is what I’m here for. Not here in this city, but here, in life. I’m here for her. I can feel it when she wraps her arms around me. we just fit. I can feel it when she looks in my eyes and I see my future there. And when she speaks to me without even talking. Because isn’t that what soul mates do? So, I just hold her close and walk her to the car and get her home. We don’t do anything else, that was all we could manage for the rest of the day. I get her inside and run her a bath. I undress her and help her in. I look at her and I can tell she is so close to breaking. It’s too much. It would be for anyone. So, I climb in with her. I wrap myself around her and just hold her. I run the washcloth up and down her arms and across her breast. I’m not trying to be sexual or turn her on, I’m just trying to sooth her. But her hands start to drift. Her head tilts up and turns towards me. She reaches back and grabs me by the back of my head and pulls me to her and presses her lips to mine. It’s not tender this time, it’s hard and forceful. She is angry and hurt and she wants to let it all out. And I am perfectly fine with that. Sometimes we must let our emotions out. She turns in the tub and puts her legs on each side of me grabbing me by the hair. I wrap my arms around her finding her ass and lifting her up. I spread her wide and lower her down on to my hard cock. She lets out a soft moan into my mouth when I get all the way in. She pulls back and tilts her head back as she starts to ride me. She isn’t rocking this time like she did earlier, she has a hold of me and is using the leverage to come almost completely up off me and slam back down hard. God it feels so good. And every time she slams down, she lets out a loud cry. Her cries then turn into yeses, that then turn into oh God Noah’s. I reach my right hand around and start to flick her clit. It’s already throbbing because she is so close. I lean down and suck a nipple into my mouth. I flick it with my tongue and bite it and suck it harder. And at that moment she lets go and I feel her already tight pussy clench around my dick. She pulls my hair even tighter and slams down hard, her whole body is one complete tight ball, she has pulled it all tight around me. I wrap my arms around and with one final pump I come too. I kiss my way up the sweet side of her neck to her ear. I lick the soft spot and make my way down her jaw to her mouth. I pull her back so I can see her face. She has a much calmer look now; I lean in and brush my lips over hers then press in and take her whole mouth. I explore her mouth. I move my tongue all over her mouth and taste all of her. I love the way she tastes and smells and feels. I pull back and kiss another path down to her breast and kiss from one to the other. Sucking in one nipple while I pinch and fondle the other. Then I switch to the other. It doesn’t take me long and I slowly start to move and work inside her again. When I do, I can tell she doesn’t have much energy left. I stand up with her wrapped around me and walk her to the bed. I lay her down and move down her body spreading her legs so I can see her. She looks down at me with a smile on her face. I quirk my eyebrow asking if she wants me to and she just nods. I lean down and lick her from her asshole all the way to her clit. She moans, a low guttural moan. And then her whole-body shakes. I spread her lips and lick over her clit, licking in circles and flicking it back and forth. I lick down to her opening and stick my tongue in. The sounds she makes lets me know she really likes that. I move my tongue slowly back up to her clit and push a finger into her pussy. She moves her hips into it, working with me.

  “Fuck yeah Noah.”

  I smile because I know she likes it like this. I lick her frantically and fuck her with my fingers and then with my other hand I slide a finger in her ass. And she cries out and comes as soon as I do. Her juices are running all down my hand and my face. It’s fucking fantastic. I lean up and lick one finger then I stick the other one her mouth for her to taste. Her eyes are lidded from how turned on she is.

  “See how good you taste? Like heaven.”

  She just moans her agreement. I wipe my face and make my way up to her. Kissing her breasts as I go. I keep them in my hands as I slide into her again. I take her mouth in mine, kissing her hard and unrelentingly. I’m massaging her breast and moving with her rhythm she has going. She just feels so fucking good. I just came not long ago and I’m going to come again. But not until she does again. I can feel her body tightening, her legs are winding around my waist. Her hips are moving faster, and her moans are louder. Here she comes and I’m going to come with her. Oh God, it’s too much. I give it a few more pumps and reach around and grab two handfuls of her amazing ass.

  “Oh fuck, Finley.”

  “Oh God, Noah. Yes. Yes. Fuuuuccckkk!”

  I fall on top of her and pant for a minute just holding her. Her leg is doing some wild rabbit twitchy thing. It stops after a few seconds. Then her arms just flop to the bed. She reaches up and brushes the hair off my forehead. I lean up on my elbows and push her hair back too.

  “Your amazing,” I say as I smile at her, and she laughs.

  “I think you are the one that’s amazing. That was pretty unbelievable.” She bites her bottom lip.

  “Are you ready to go again?”

  “Are you serious? Again? Now?” she asks and I can tell she thinks I am joking.

  “If you keep biting your lip like that we are going again.”

  “You’re a maniac. Get off me,” she says it teasing, but I just laugh and roll over. I watch her go into the bathroom to clean up. And I don’t remember anything else. I fall asleep hard and fast. The next thing I know its morning, and she is waking me up with coffee.

  18

  Finley

  It’s been a few weeks and there has been no sign or sound from Scott. Dad thinks he is laying low and just waiting to do something stupid. I really hope that’s not the case. I like the peace we have now. Noah got the job, of course, so he never went back to Boston. He has stayed with me since he got here. He sent his resignation and let them know that there was a family emergency he had to take care of and due to the circumstances, he was going to have to stay. They understood completely. He had a friend of his sell his apartment and hired a company to go pack up his place. They are shipping everything to him here.
We should be getting his stuff next week, I think. Although, we haven’t discussed living arrangements. I certainly hope he isn’t planning on getting his own place. I have gotten rather fond of him being around.

  So, now it’s Labor Day, and we decided to spend the weekend at the beach. It’s a big weekend for my family. We always go to a beach in Florida and spend the rest of the week down there. This year because there are so many of us, we rented a house on the main strip right downtown. It’s a large house with enough rooms for everyone going. Noah and I are going, of course. Layla is bringing a friend with her, and Emory is bringing the douche canoe with her. Mom and Davis decided to come as well as dad and his girlfriend. This year is going to be so much fun.

  We get down to Florida on Friday and don’t plan to leave till the next Sunday. The house we have rented has a pool with jacuzzi and private access to the beach. It’s a perfect location. We are even in walking distance to shopping and plenty of restaurants. But I plan on spending the week on the beach and by the pool.

  We get settled in and I head straight for the pool. Layla and Emory join me. We grab a beer and lay on the loungers next to the shallow end. Mom and Susan, dad’s girlfriend, go to the store to get groceries for the week. The guys went down to the beach to check out what they could get into. I’m so glad to be away from everything back home, and just be here with family. I look over to Emory. “So Em, what are you planning to do now that you have graduated? Have you got any job prospects?”

  “I haven’t really thought about it too much. I sent out a few resumes. I’d really like to stay close to home. There are a few big companies that are hiring, but they are entry level. I will have to start there unless I decide to stay in school for my masters.”

 

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