Have I Told You

by F. L. Jacob

  Moments later he pushed me down, so I was on all fours, presenting my ass to him. He positioned himself behind me. Teasing me with his tip at my opening. Leaning over my back, he reached around to grab my breasts, kissing between my shoulder blades.

  As he pushed into me, I let out a throaty moan. He felt so magnificent. I needed him to fill me and use me hard. Being outside the sounds of our love making echoed among the trees, mingling with nature’s sounds. Our moans and slick skin slapping against one another added to the spring night. Falling into a quick pattern, I felt like I needed more. I swiveled my hips into him. My juices were dripping between my legs. He pulled me up by my hair and I reached my arms around him, winding my hands in the hair at the nape of his neck. He bit my neck, which sent me into a spiral. “Caston, I want more. I need more.” He picked up his pace and I groaned deeper.

  The sound that came out of Caston was like the growl of a wild animal. He pushed me down onto the blanket and lifted my hips to give him the proper depth. Reaching between my legs, he drew up the moist liquid that has been dripping like a faucet from my pussy. Spreading it over my rosebud, he dipped a couple fingers in my tight hole. Just from his fingers, I felt my legs spasm.

  He began to move them, stretching my ass, sending sparks of ecstasy through my body, blowing my mind. Every nerve in my body was on high alert. He withdrew slowly and pushed them back in a little faster, taking my breath away. I knew I was going to come soon. I felt my liquid pooling, ready to burst. “I love you, so much, Cass. I’m going to explode.”

  Without much warning, he withdrew his fingers and fell over my back, driving his cock in to me harder than before. I felt the hot liquid of his release being emptied into my pussy. His cock rippling in me, making me come harder than I ever had before. That was something new, and I was already aching for it again.

  He circled his arms around my waist and rolled to the side, pulling me into him. Not breaking our contact we laid on the ground a jumble of legs and arms. Connected in the most intimate way. My head felt fuzzy with sexual endorphins. We drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

  Waking up I wasn’t sure what time it was. It was still dark and the candles were still lit, so I knew we couldn’t have been asleep for long. Caston was still wrapped around me.

  “Cass,” I said lightly, shaking his arm, “we should get up and get dressed in case someone finds us.”

  “Mmm,” he mumbled into my back. The vibration tickled.

  He loosened his grip, and I searched around for my clothing. “What time is it, anyway?”

  “Dunno,” he turned onto his stomach, mumbling into the blanket.

  “Worn out?” I said laughing.

  He nodded his head. Collecting his clothing I smacked his fine round ass nice and hard, sending echoes through the early morning quietness.

  Back in the car, the dawn was breaking in the east. The sky was an orangey, pink color. It was going to be another beautiful day. Caston slid on his sunglasses. I felt so calm. Everything was falling into place, my life, my love, and school finishing up. I couldn’t be happier. Looking over at him, I reached over and grabbed his hand. I brought it up to my lips and brushed a light kiss on the back of his hand. He gave my hand a squeeze. Looking over at me, a smile crept onto his face.

  “I’m so happy,” I said with the goofiest smile on my face.

  “Bre, you have no idea how happy I am.”

  Giving my hand another squeeze, he turned back to watch the road. I could tell something was still on his mind, but I knew he would tell me when the time was right.

  Rolling over in bed I felt Caston’s warm body next to mine. I cracked open my eyes to the sun was pouring into the room. “Don’t you have to go to work?” I said, as I brushed my hand over his chest.

  A small groan came from his throat. “Don’t you have to go to school?”

  “Ugh, don’t remind me,” I said, rolling onto my back, resting an arm over my head.

  He leaned over and plopped a big wet kiss onto my mouth before heading to the bathroom.

  My cell phone started to ring. It brought me back to reality. I haven’t heard it ring in so long I almost didn’t realize it was my phone. I popped out of bed to find it.

  It was a number I did not recognize.

  “Hello?” I asked tentatively.

  “Sabrina, its Sara. How are you?”

  “Sara, I’m okay now. Thank you for checking.”

  “I was worried about you.”

  I paused, not knowing how to respond exactly. My stomach clenched when I remembered our sexually charged interactions at the club a few days ago.

  “Anyways, I’m also calling because Caston’s birthday is in a few days. Jon and I wanted to do something special for him, and we would like you to be a part of it.”

  “His birthday? I didn’t realize.”

  I walked out on patio, so Caston wouldn’t hear me if he came out of the bathroom.

  “I figured he wouldn’t tell you. He’s such a party pooper. We have a party planned in Las Vegas next weekend. We were all going, anyways. He wants to check out the new club. Jon and I went behind his back, though, to plan a whole bash. It’ll be great. I’ll email you the details, if you can keep it a secret.”

  “What can I do to help?” Feeling out of the loop. I sat down on the patio furniture and bit my thumbnail.

  “Nothing, hun, just wanted to make sure you were in the know. Didn’t want two people to be surprised next weekend.”

  “He hasn’t even mentioned Vegas to me. I’m not even sure I’m invited.”

  Sara let out the loudest laugh. “Oh, honey, I’m surprised Caston isn’t following you to class. He would never go away for the weekend without you.”

  I smiled, thinking about that.

  Hearing her giggle lightly, I listened a little more closely. I could hear Jon in the background whispering something. I wondered what they were doing.

  “Anyway, I’ll see you in a few days. Jon is trying to get my attention, so I have to go. If you have any questions give me a call.”

  I hung up the phone and peered out over the grounds. What do I get the guy who has every material thing he could want?

  Hearing soft footsteps padding towards me, I looked over my shoulder. Caston was wrapped in a towel, his hair wet and messed up. He looked delicious.

  “What’s wrong?” He looked concerned.

  “Why didn’t you tell me you were going out of town this weekend?”

  He paused in his tracks, looking caught. “I... I was...”

  My eyes started to well up. His look said it all. He was not planning on taking me.

  I got up and walked past him quickly, so he wouldn’t see me cry. Taking off to the bathroom I locked myself in.

  A light knock sounded on the door. “Bre, what’s the matter?”

  “Nothing,” I let some tears leak down my cheeks.

  “Sabrina, I didn’t say anything because I was going to cancel it. I wouldn’t go without you, but I didn’t want you to feel like you were keeping me from work, or that I didn’t want you with me. You have school to worry about, not traipsing across the country to watch me look at property. I need you next to me, so there was no way I would leave you here for two days. Who told you, anyways?”

  I unlocked the door and opened it, looking at the floor. “Sara.”

  He put his hands on his hips. “Of course she did. What does she have planned?” His voice came out in a groan.

  “You don’t sound happy. Why, it’s your birthday?”

  “I don’t celebrate my birthday.”

  I slipped my hands around his waist, lacing my hands together on his back. He was still a little damp from his shower. “What do you want for your birthday?”

  I felt him tense up again. “As long as I have you, I don’t need anything else.”

  My heart surged wanting to jump out of my chest. “So, you weren’t going to tell me you canceled a trip?”

  He took my shoulders, pushing
me back a little, so I was looking in his eyes. “Bre, honey, I was going to do my best to cancel, but if I couldn’t, I would be taking you. I just didn’t want to drag you away from your rehearsals, or make you feel like you had to choose. I know your spring workshop is coming up.”

  “Oh, ya, that...”

  He leaned down to lightly kiss my lips. “Yes, that.” He pulled me into a hug. I reached down and squeezed his ass.

  “Oh, no, no you don’t. I have to go to work. If you start, I won’t stop, and you have to go to school.”

  I moaned and tried again. He lightly pushed me away and spun me around to usher me to get ready. “Yes, Dad.” I said mockingly, as I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into his embrace, planting a kiss on me that made me weak in the knees. Finally, breaking the kiss, he pushed me forward a bit and smacked my ass as I walked away from him.

  “Don’t test me, Sabrina.”

  I looked over my shoulder, as I dropped my robe and entered the shower.

  His face was torn. I saw him check the time and I knew I had him. He quickly dropped his towel and in a few quick motions was behind me in the shower. Spinning me around, he swiftly lifted me up and pinned me to the wall. In one motion he was in me. The water was hitting my breasts and there was a body jet hitting my ass just perfectly. The whole sensation set me off quicker than ever before. Caston followed behind me. Stilling once he was finished, he rested his head on my neck. “You’ll be the death of me and my business.”

  I laughed at him. “What a way to go, though, huh?”

  I felt him smile into my neck, and he laughed.

  I didn’t have a car, usually relying on public transportation to take me to school, so he preferred to have Terrance drive me. He was drinking his coffee when I walked downstairs to grab my bags and head off to class.

  “You know I wouldn’t have to have Terrance drive me around if you let me take the bus, like I used to,” I said, as I grabbed a bagel.

  “True, but then I can’t make sure you are safe.”

  Shaking my head, I walked over and kissed his cheek. “Bye, Cass. Don’t work too hard.”

  Sliding into the backseat of the Jeep, I opened my bag and smiled, as I touched Caston’s SD card from his camera. Terrance slid into the driver seat. I knew he was my only chance to get Caston an unforgettable birthday gift.

  “Terrance,” I sing-songed his name, “will you help me?”

  Shaking his head, he responded, “Why do I think I’m going to regret this?”

  “Well, it’s Caston’s birthday this weekend. I want to give him something special. So...I need access to photo editing machines. Can you get someone at Black Hollywood’s editing department today to help me do something?”

  He caught my eye in the rearview mirror. Shaking his head, he pulled out his cell phone, “Rick, I’m bringing someone to BH… She needs to edit some pictures... I know... Mr. Black does not need to be notified... Rick...come on man... Fine… Thank you.” He hung up.

  “Well?’

  “You’re in.”

  “Eeek! Thank you, Terrance.” I leaned forward and hugged him around the seat.

  “You owe me one. I have to go on a date with his sister.”

  I pulled my lips in and covered my mouth, so he wouldn’t see me giggle.

  Black Hollywood’s editing room was amazing. Rick showed me around. He was uneasy with leaving me in there by myself, but Terrance assured him I wasn’t going to hack into, or steal, anything. I also assured him I’ve been taking photography and editing classes throughout my college career. He smiled, slightly, and nodded. I quickly got to work on the pictures Caston took of me only a few days ago.

  It didn’t take me long. Caston is a magnificent photographer. A tweak here and there. I sent the pictures to Black Hollywood’s printing department. Walking out into the hall, I saw Rick sitting in the lunch room.

  “Thank you, Rick. I really appreciate your help. I sent my project down to the photo lab, so they’ll be ready...”

  “In about an hour, or so. Maybe less,” Rick said, moving to stand.

  I did a small jump for joy. “Great. I think I’ll hang out here and eat some lunch, while I wait. If that’s okay with you?”

  “Suit yourself.” He turned to walk down the hall, now that the editing room was once again his.

  I pulled my iPod out of my bag and put the earphones in. My attention was completely tuned into the music and my book. I didn’t even hear anyone walk in…until it was too late.

  I was knocked over the head with something hard. Face planting on to the table, I whipped out my ear buds and spun around. Beverly. Her eyes were black as coal. Fury burning behind them.

  “Beverly. How?” I squeaked out.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” She spoke low, controlled, but wicked.

  “I... I was just...” I was barely able to make a sound out of fear.

  She shoved me off the chair and I scrambled into the corner of the room on my hands and knees.

  “Spit it out, you stupid bitch.”

  Turning around, I hugged my knees to my chest and made myself as small as possible. I just shook my head. I wasn’t going to answer her.

  Her arm came out and pulled me up by my neck. I could barely breathe.

  “I told you three times now, LEAVE CASTON, OR YOU WILL REGRET IT.”

  There was a commotion outside of the room. Terrance burst through the door and tackled Beverly to the ground. Her hand suddenly leaving my neck made me fall to the ground, hitting my head on the counter on the way down. I was coughing and hysterically sobbing. My head was killing me. It felt warm. Reaching up, I touched my head and my hand felt something warm and gooey. Pulling my hand back, it was covered in blood. Seeing that much blood made me feel very lightheaded, then everything went black.

  I opened my eyes and Terrance was sitting next to me on the couch in the lunch room with an ice pack on my head.

  “There you are?” His warm smile made me feel okay.

  I moved to try to get up, but my head throbbed horribly and I collapsed back on the couch. “Oh my God, my head hurts.”

  “You’re one tough girl. I think you’ll be okay, though.”

  I bit my lip. “Does Caston have to know about this?”

  “Unfortunately, he’s already on his way here. I’m sorry, Sabrina. I’m already in trouble. Don’t want to lose my job.”

  “It’s okay, Terrance,” I said with a smile.

  That is when Caston walked into the room looking frantic. “Sabrina!”

  I cringed. “Hey, Cass… Surprise?”

  He rushed to my side, where Terrance had been not five seconds ago. “What the hell, Sabrina? What are you doing here?”

  I thrust myself into his embrace. “Before I tell you, tell me Terrance isn’t going to lose his job? It wasn’t his fault. I made him bring me here.”

  He took a deep cleansing breath. “Fine.”

  “I wanted to give you something special for your birthday. It was supposed to be a surprise. I took the memory card from your camera and edited the pictures you took of me the other day. They really were beautiful. I guess the surprise was on me, though. I thought I was safe.”

  He lightly kissed the cut on my head. “Oh, Sabrina, what would I do without you keeping me on my toes? Beverly should still be in jail, but someone posted bail. Fucking idiots. I’ll fire whoever let her in here. There is a restraining order against her for you, and me, including all of my businesses.”

  Moving to sit next to him on the couch, I hung my head, not looking at him. “I still don’t understand why she acts like this. You haven’t told me everything, have you?”

  “No.” He got up hastily and walked to the other side of the room.

  I looked up at him. His hands on his hips, facing away from me, I could tell he was having an internal struggle with himself. I knew he needed me, needed my strength. I walked over to him and snaked my hands around his waist, resting my head on his
broad back. Instantly I felt him relax. “Whatever it is, Caston, I won’t leave you. I love you.”

  Pulling my hands away from him, he spun me around to face him. He looked me over to see if I was okay. Thankfully, I didn’t think I had a concussion. I was between him and the counter. His beautiful eyes searched mine for answers. Not looking away, I wanted him to see that it was the truth. I wasn’t going anywhere.

  “Oh, Sabrina,” he brought his lips down to mine. I opened to him as soon as he brushed his tongue on my lips. The lightness made me shiver, sending a warm fuzzy feeling between my legs. He deepened his kiss, sliding his hands over my cheeks, entwining his fingers in my hair. Finally, pulling back he whispered against my lips, “I promise, I’ll tell you on the way to Vegas.”

  “Vegas? So no cancelling then?”

  He lightly kissed me again. “No, unfortunately I can’t. You’ll be coming with me.”

  I pulled his head down to my lips, kissing him hard. “I can’t wait!”

  My head felt tingly. I wasn’t sure if it was because of head injury, or because of the kiss.

  Someone cleared their throat in the background. Caston swung his head around. It was Rick. He was holding the portfolio I sent down to be printed. Stepping around Caston, I walked over and grabbed the package from him.

  “Good job on these,” he whispered.

  Turning back around, I handed Caston the book. “Well, since my birthday gift is ruined, I might as well give these to you now. I’ll just have to come up with something else for your actual birthday.”

  I handed the package to him. My stomach was in knots. I wished I could have at least looked them over first.

  Slowly taking the gift from me, Caston sat on the couch again and opened it up. I couldn’t watch. My heart was beating so hard, I thought it was going to come out of my damn chest. Hearing an audible gasp, I turned around.