Wicked Bad Boys

by Bella Love-Wins

  She continued to enjoy the job at the petting zoo. Admittedly, she missed seeing Kevin there every day. A week after that night at Kevin’s house, Tara was at work for her usual shift. She was raking out one of the horse’s stalls, when she spotted Amy pacing outside. Tara put her rake down and walked over to check on her.

  “Hi Amy. Is everything alright?”

  Amy looked up. She was beaming. It made no sense. It just didn’t coincide with her nervous pacing.

  “I’m doing great, actually. I guess I’m just a bit nervous and I don’t have many friends to talk to. I didn’t want to interrupt you, but…”

  “Anytime,” Tara replied with a smile. “We both have a break long overdue. Want to go for a walk?”

  Amy nodded eagerly. “Thank you.”

  They left the backyard and headed around to the front of the building where they could have some peace and quiet. It didn’t take long for Amy to start talking. “You know how I told you I’ve been dating someone?” she asked.

  “Yes, I remember. That’s nice,” Tara congratulated her again.

  “Well…we’re going on a date tonight and…” She hesitated.

  Tara didn’t want to pry, so she just listened intently.

  “He said he has something important to tell me,” Amy added. “I’m thinking he might tell me he loves me. Do you think it’s too soon?”

  Tara saw the hope in Amy’s eyes and smiled genuinely.

  “How do you feel about him?” she asked.

  “Well…” She looked down at the ground, hesitant to share as they continued to walk and talk.

  “I haven’t given it much thought,” she said and laughed. “No. That’s not the truth. It’s all I’ve been able to think about. I feel I could be in love with him, but I barely know anything about him. I don’t know his family. I just worry that it’s moving too quickly. You know?”

  Tara thought about what Amy said.

  “I don’t know that I’m the best one to pass judgment and give romantic advice.”

  Amy turned to her. “Are you serious? You’re the perfect one. You have a relationship and you’re making it work.”

  “Maybe, but it’s not like I haven’t made my share of mistakes,” Tara shared, turning to her. “Only you can decide what you want out of life. If you love him and he loves you…that’s all that matters.”

  “You’re right,” Amy said. “I just want to make the right decision.”

  “You never can know what the right decision is. You just have to take a leap of faith and hope for the best.”

  “Thank you for listening, Tara.” Amy hugged her, surprising Tara. “I really appreciate it.”

  “You’re welcome and I hope it goes well for you.” Tara answered, pulling back from the hug. “We better get back to work. I’m sure everything will work out. You’ll see.”

  Amy seemed more certain too. As they got back from the walk, Tara spotted Kevin getting out of the car. It was a relief when they could see each other at work during some shifts, now that he had cut his hours. The three reached the front door together.

  “I’ll head back now,” Amy said. “Oh, hi Kevin.”

  “Hey!” Kevin said as Amy disappeared inside.

  “Well this is a nice surprise,” Tara said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

  “I wanted to come here and tell you about my test,” he whispered as he kissed her hair.

  She stepped back, staring at him.

  “Yes? Tell me.” She braced herself, hoping for good news.

  He frowned. It didn’t look good. Tara felt her chest pounding.

  “Did you fail?” She asked, unable to wait for him to admit it.

  He continued to frown, until he finally shook his head and let out a booming laugh.

  “I’m just teasing you. I got a perfect score.”

  She smiled, wrapping her arms around him. “I knew you could do it.”

  He laughed. “It was all with your help.”

  They kissed. She was so relieved. He could do this on his own, if he just believed. When the kiss ended, he was still smiling.

  “What do you say you come over tonight and we have a proper celebration? I have wine and I can make you supper.”

  She raised her eyebrows in anticipation. “What about your parents and Jake?”

  “Well, my parents are going out of town tonight and won’t be back until late tomorrow, and I slipped Jake twenty dollars to make himself scarce.” He laughed. “The place is definitely going to be ours to enjoy.”

  “Then how can I resist?” she said, looping her fingers into his pants and dragging him closer to her.

  “You can’t,” he said.

  They kissed, not caring who was watching them.

  “I’ll see you tonight at seven o’clock,” she said with a nod, playfully patted him on the behind and winked in his direction. She was going to make it an unforgettable night.

  * * *

  Kevin was finishing with the final touches of the kitchen table when Jake came down the stairs. He looked up as Jake entered the kitchen. He was wearing a navy blue baseball cap that made Kevin smile.

  “That looks familiar,” he replied, pointing to the cap. “Your thirteenth birthday, all you wanted was a baseball cap of your own.”

  The back of the cap was embroidered with the initials, JC.

  “I can’t believe you still have it,” Kevin remarked.

  Jake barely smiled. He had seemed so distant lately and Kevin hoped he would soon come out of his daze.

  “You got it big enough, so it still fits,” Jake muttered.

  Kevin nodded. “Didn’t want to take any chances. I always thought you had a big head,” he teased.

  Jake laughed, but it was dry. They hadn’t teased each other like that in years.

  “So…” Jake started. “I guess I’m out of here. Nice setup you have going there. I figured you were having Tara over.”

  “Of course,” Kevin beamed. He couldn’t hide it. He was finally happy and in his element. He felt better about Advanced Zoology and he was walking on a cloud when it came to Tara and their future.

  “So what about you, Jake? What are you doing tonight?” Kevin asked.

  Jake shrugged. “Not sure, just hanging I guess.”

  He waved, leaving Kevin in the kitchen alone.

  Kevin turned back to the table and straightened up the bouquet of flowers in the center. It was going to be a romantic night. He would make sure of it. The doorbell rang so he quickly went to the door. He didn’t want to appear eager, but was too excited to worry. He opened it and greeted Tara with a long kiss. His arm snaked around her, pulling her into the foyer and slamming the door behind them. “Hello…” he mumbled against her lips.

  “What a welcome,” she replied with a smile.

  He pulled back and looked at her outfit.

  “You look nice. Special occasion?” he asked, winking at her.

  She laughed. “Well, my boyfriend invited me over to his place. I hope it’s special.”

  Kevin loved the sound of her calling him her boyfriend. “I hope so too,” he replied, moving closer to her and putting his hand around her neck. There was no way to resist getting close to her when they were alone. He lifted her head up to him and kissed her deeply. His tongue slid into her mouth, weaving in and out. His hands drifted over her arms, tenderly massaging them.

  If Kevin could have his way, they would skip dinner and go straight to dessert. However, the stove timer went off. He groaned, parting from her lips.

  “We can scrap dinner and head straight for something more appetizing. I won’t mind.”

  She laughed. “After you have been slaving over such a nice supper? Never!” She looked him over and raised her eyebrows. “And I’m starving, so how about we eat quickly and then we can move on to more…appealing things?”

  Kevin had to agree. She was right. He was hungry too. He nodded, pulling away slowly and heading over to the stove to remove the food. The sooner they got done e
ating, the sooner he could try to quench his insatiable need to be closer to her. God, I love her so, he thought.

  * * *

  Tara enjoyed her meal, and found the sounds of soft pop songs playing from the living room sound system quite relaxing. She learned new things she had never known about Kevin; things they couldn’t share in a platonic friendship. She never thought he would be so ready for a romantic connection. She found him so attentive, and loved that he desired her so completely. It was sexy and unbelievably fulfilling, yet she could not get enough of him.

  She took another bite of the spaghetti. Kevin had gone all out with the Italian themed meal. It was her favorite.

  “I have to say, you really impressed me this evening,” she started. “You had salad, spaghetti, garlic bread…wine. I couldn’t have asked for anything more…Lest I forget the romantic music in the background.”

  “I wanted tonight to be perfect,” he explained.

  “You’ve mastered that part. So far everything tastes awesome. And tonight, well I have a feeling it’ll get even better.”

  She lifted her glass and they shared a silent toast as they clanged glasses together.

  “It’s so quiet here. I can’t believe we went through the meal without interruptions of any kind,” She noticed, taking another drink.

  She put down the glass and wiped her mouth.

  “Care to dance?” he asked, standing up.

  She stared at him as he walked around to meet her. “I thought you wanted to eat in a hurry for…other fun activities. Now you want to dance?”

  Kevin laughed. “Just humor me.”

  He reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. As another song started, he wrapped his arms around her and they swayed to the music.

  “How could I not know what a great dancer you are, Kev?” she asked, surprised he had such rhythm and a classy flair.

  “I guess we never had the pleasure,” was his simple response.

  Tara nodded, laying her head on his shoulder. His hands clung to her lower back, keeping her close as his arms wrapped securely around her. She could feel a shallow breath escape his mouth when her hand stroked the nape of his neck. This was nice, just being wrapped up in his arms, but she wanted to get back upstairs and completely get lost in the night with him. Kevin had unleashed a wild sensual beast she didn’t know was trapped inside her. And now that it was out, it kept its needy grip on her. When the song ended, she broke the hold.

  “Mr. Crawford,” she said seductively. “Will you do the honors of joining me in the shower?”

  He raised his eyebrows at her, making her laugh out loud.

  “I take that as a yes?” She asked, ready to start dragging him upstairs.

  “Did you even have to ask?” He responded with a chuckle. He walked over and turned off the radio and then glanced at the dishes.

  “I can get those tomorrow,” he announced through a wide grin.

  He grabbed her hand and they headed upstairs. Clothes were shed from their bodies before they got to the bathroom. Neither of them could wait. Kevin’s lips were on her neck as she pulled back the shower curtain, feeling for the faucet.

  “God, I need you,” he whispered in that deep yearning voice she had come to love.

  She stepped in the shower and turned to face him. Kevin followed, pushing her gently up against the cold tile and pinning her to the ceramic wall. She moaned as his lips met hers, already aroused by his erection pressing against her.

  “I need you too, Kevin,” she whispered, snaking her hand through his hair and pulling him closer.

  She let her body take over her mind, allowing a leg to drift up and down his so he could enter her. There was no waiting. Her need had been building up since he kissed her at the door. The meal was more than enough foreplay. All she wanted was for Kevin to ride her to happiness. She ran her fingers from his hair, down to his shoulder blades, and then back up. His tongue danced with hers, enjoying the taste of sweetness.

  Tara could feel him supporting her weight against the shower wall, so she wrapped both legs around his hips.

  “Please come inside me,” she begged, not able to wait a moment longer.

  “God, Tara,” Kevin answered, grasping her waist for leverage.

  As he entered her opening, she let out a long sigh. She could feel every inch of him as he buried himself all the way to the root. The warm water rushed over them, muting her squeals of pleasure as his movements picked up a rhythmic speed. He began to tease her, pulling out all the way and then slowly entering, changing the pace as she moaned and begged for more.

  “Fuck me hard, Kevin,” she screamed as he intensified each blow, moving in and out in swift motions.

  The more fluid his movements became, the more Tara craved him. He lightly cupped her ass in his palms, lifting her up and letting gravity assist his assault on her wet channel. He pounded hard inside her, and she could tell by his animalistic groans that he could come any moment.

  “Ugh…Oh. Fuck. Tara.” Kevin shouted, sending her body into a tormented shudder as she climaxed.

  The orgasmic ripples inside her made Kevin want her more, giving him an extra jolt of intensity as his thrusts gained speed. She could barely think as her orgasm wracked her body. Her only sensation was how much she fit him like a glove, holding him tight inside of her as her stomach clenched when she came. Before she knew it, her arousal piqued again. Kevin’s quickened pace added to the equation, giving her a burst of need as he slammed deeper and faster.

  Her back hit against the wall again and again, but she didn’t feel any pain. Her body was a flame of undulating, seemingly unending feral need.

  “Yes…” she moaned.

  It was her sensual mantra for him to know how much he satisfied her. Every thrust was now hitting the spot that made her tingle all the way to her toes.

  “Don’t stop!” she screamed.

  He crossed his hands behind her back and gripped onto her shoulders, burying his cock deeper, harder into her.

  “Oh. Fuck…” she pled, wrapping her legs around him and bouncing in time with his thrusts. He continued to hold her in place, searching out her lips, and feverishly pounding her back against the shower wall.

  “Ahhhh…” She came so hard she could cry.

  As Kevin heard her, he knew she had come again and it put him over the edge. He held one hand against the wall and one arm was wrapped around her waist. “Ugh…ugh…oh God baby…” he moaned, releasing inside her.

  His mouth latched on to her neck as he cradled her in place. Their bodies were weak now, but still connected as one. Tara’s raspy breathing was barely audible over the sound of the shower. She rested her head against his, all the energy drained from her body and mind. She relaxed as Kevin lowered her legs to the floor, but kept her pinned to the wall for support. His lips met hers as they tried to regroup. She could only imagine the night getting better. And it had only just begun.

  “Let’s dry you off, okay,” he whispered. “You go relax in my room and I’ll put those dishes in the dishwasher and clean up a bit downstairs.

  “Okay,” Tara answered. Her mind was still vacant.

  “I’ll grab us the extra bottle of wine and two glasses,” he winked. “We’ll continue this celebration in my bedroom.”

  “Are you trying to get me drunk?” she said slowly, feeling his hands roaming up and down her wet back.

  He smiled. “I can’t imagine what we’d end up doing if I got you drunk. I love what just happened while you’re still sober. Not to worry, I’m just kidding. The wine will just add a nice, relaxing touch.”

  “Sounds fun,” she said.

  Kevin smiled, leaning forward and shutting off the water. He stepped out of the shower and offered his hand to help once she could move again. She stepped over the tub and stood in the middle of the bathroom. It felt heavenly, allowing him to pamper her as he wrapped a towel around her and gently dried her off. He then wrapped another towel around his waist. She admired his ripped body, w
ith muscles still glistening. She sighed. She wanted him all over again.

  “I’ll be back in a minute,” he announced. “Don’t get lonely without me.”

  She smiled. “I’ll try not to.”

  After he left, Tara walked into the hallway and picked up the clothes that were strewn along the way. She threw them in the laundry hamper in his bedroom. A smile rose from her face as she thought of how sweet Kevin had been to offer her a dance after dinner. She was glad she didn’t rush upstairs so quickly as to miss out on such a tender moment. She collapsed on his bed waiting for him, and grabbed his remote to find something relaxing to watch on TV. The news was on the first channel she picked, showing a female news anchor doing another Breaking News story on the screen.

  “We open this segment with breaking news. Another death occurred in our small town tonight. Amy Watters was found dead just an hour ago.”

  “No…No…” Tara whispered, covering her mouth.

  “What’s wrong?” Kevin asked, walking back into the room. She pointed at the screen as the news anchor continued.

  “Police reports say the woman was found suspended from a tree in the backyard of her Steury Oaks home. It was ruled a homicide due to the signature burn mark on her chest. If you have any information please call the local authorities.”

  She could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks as she turned to Kevin. His eyes met hers and he quickly put the glasses and bottle down. He plucked the remote from her and turned off the television so she wouldn’t have to be more upset. He sat on the edge of his bed and wrapped his arms around her.

  “I can’t believe it,” she whimpered, shaking like a leaf. She didn’t want to leave the protection of Kevin’s arms.

  “The police will find whoever is behind this,” he said, doing his best to reassure her.

  She nodded, but the disbelief didn’t leave her heart. Bodies kept adding up and no suspects were identified. It was starting to look like this person would keep getting away with it. Her mind went back to the conversation she had with Amy. She wondered if her boyfriend had something to do with it. Amy hadn’t told her who her new boyfriend was.