I hold my breath and try to place myself in her shoes. Go from being the most popular person in the school to being ignored by everyone. Ignored because of something that is out of my control. I would be so hurt. And feel so alone.
“It quickly went downhill from there. Casey was valedictorian of her class before the incident. After she became an outcast, she stopped going to class. She stayed home for weeks on end. She got really lonely.” Dwayne squeezes the plastic bottle and twists it. He turns it into a small ball and chucks it across the room. “That is, until her parents got her a dog.” There’s a smile on his face. “That dog made her happy. It pushed away all the feelings of loneliness until they had to give it away.”
“What do you mean? Why would they give it away if it helped her?”
“Her mother was allergic to the dog. They ended up giving it to some family friends a couple towns over. Casey could still visit the dog, and it still helped but it wasn’t the same as when the dog was with her. Luckily, by the time that happened, Casey was only a couple weeks from graduating. And that’s all I know. I wasn’t really the best boyfriend back then. I made some mistakes.” Dwayne pats me on the back and gets up, sitting back at the desk.
An idea pops into my head. A possible solution to fix my relationship with her. It’s a long shot, but at this, point I am willing to try anything to get her back.
I stand up and throw my jacket on. “Thanks, Dwayne. You’ve been a lot of help.” I give him a hard smack on the back and I’m almost out the door when I see a telephone book on his bedside shelf. I grab it and hold it out. “Do you mind if I borrow this? I’ll give it to you next time I see you.”
Dwayne nods. “Keep it. I don’t need that old thing anymore.”
I’m already out of the door, finger flipping through the pages until I get to their name. They’re going to think I’m nuts when I call them, but I’m hoping they’re as understanding as Casey.
All I want to do is fix what I broke.
15
Casey
I rub at my temples. That had to be the longest hour of my life. Usually, I enjoy tutoring, but not when it comes to Hannah Thomas. She barely pays attention when I’m trying to tutor her. And when I can get her to pay attention, she completely forgets what I taught her less than two minutes later. Agreeing to tutor her was the biggest mistake of my life.
The wind bites at my face and I pull at my scarf up. I shiver as a gust of wind finds its way down my back. I need to get back to my dorm before I freeze to death. I open my stride and practically run when I hear a bark behind me.
I turn around and see a white dog rushing towards me from across the quad. I look around for its owner, but there’s no one out here in this cold. I start to get worried when the dog barks and comes into focus.
“Casper?” I say to myself just as the dog jumps into the air and tackles me to the ground. We both fall to the ground and I wrap my arms around his fluffy neck. A smile spreads on my face as Casper starts to lick at my cheeks, pushing away the scarf and hat that I have on. “Casper, what are you doing here?” I laugh and squeeze him extra tight. Its been so long since I saw him.
Casper is my childhood dog. Correction, was my childhood dog, before I had to give him up because of my mother’s allergies. I haven’t seen him since last summer. Last time, I did see him was when I was forced to give him away to some family friends that lived across the state.
Casper jumps out of my arms and runs around me. He barks at me and gets low to the ground, the big, pink tongue of his hanging out to the side. I grab a stick off the ground and throw it. Dirt flies into the air as Casper zooms after it, picks it up, and hustles back to me to place it at my feet.
This doesn’t make any sense. How is Casper here? He couldn’t have possibly known I was here. And even if he did, I doubt he would walk the hundreds of miles to get here.
I kneel to pick up the stick and scratch the back of his ear. “How did you get here, Casper?” As if he understands my question, Casper turns his head and looks to the side of the quad. David pokes his head from behind a tree and walks forward.
Instinctively, I bite down on the side of my lip. He has his quarterback sweater on and his hands are in his pockets. He’s not wearing anything special, but I can’t help but take him in. It’s only been a couple days since the last time I saw him, but the overwhelming feeling of missing him takes over me. Until I remember how we left things off.
How much he hurt me. How his words stung and made me cry. Casper leans into my palm and licks the side of my face, making me smile.
“Hi there,” David says as I stand. David looks at the ground and kicks at it with the tip of his boots. “Casey, can we talk?” He holds his gaze for a moment before it falls down my body. He takes me in and smiles to himself, hunger building in his eyes.
I’m about to say no when Casper nudges his head against my hand. I throw the stick across the quad and he runs after it, buying David some time. “Sure,” I answer.
Just seeing him is bringing back the memories of that night. The look of disgust on his face. How horrible he made me feel about myself.
“I deserve that.” He walks a little closer until his body touches mine. He leans toward me and pushes his shoulder into me playfully. I look away from him, trying to stop the smile that’s coming to my lips. David lowers himself until I’m forced to look at him. “I want to apologize for everything I said.” He grabs my hand and plays with my knuckles. “I was mad and confused, but that still doesn’t excuse me for what I said. I know that, but I’ll do anything to make it right.” David pulls at my hand and brings it to his lips, giving me a small kiss. “Will you ever forgive me, Casey?” David gets a little closer and places his forehead on top of mine.
I want to shout at him. To beat my hands against his chest and tell him that he hurt me. That he broke me down into little pieces with his words. That nobody who cares about me would talk like that to me.
I want to tell him off until Casper pokes his head between our legs. He drops the stick at our feet and wags his white fluffy tail. His head tilts to the side and he barks at us.
I need to forgive David. He’s not the only one to blame. I went out of my way to keep the truth from him. It would have just been better if I’d just told David about Dwayne, instead of coming up with excuses.
Both of us made mistakes. Both of us need to learn from those mistakes and move on.
Besides, I can’t stay mad at someone who traveled across the state to get my dog. He clearly wants to make it right. And is willing to do whatever it takes. That much is clear.
“I accept your apology.” I look up into those green globes of his and the heat rushes to my cheeks. “Can you forgive me?” I press my forehead against his chest and feel the warmth of his body surrounding me as he places his arms around me.
David kisses the top of my forehead. “Of course I will.” His hand lifts my chin and our lips meet. A shiver rolls down my body and the cold evaporates when he pulls away.
“I can’t be mad at you,” I mumble, “not after you went and got me Casper.” I kneel and grabs Casper’s leash. “How did you manage to get him, anyway?”
David walks with me, his hand on my shoulder holding me close. “Dwayne told me about him. After that, I called your parents.”
“You called my parents?” I laugh. “How did that go?” I can’t imagine the idea of calling David’s parents when I barely know him. I don’t even know their names. It must have taken a lot of balls to just cold call my parents. I’m sure they were plenty surprised to hear from him.
“I had to. I wanted to make it right between you and me.” He smiles down at me before he continues. “They were confused at first, but when they found out that I wanted to get Casper for you, they practically offered to drive the dog up here. You have some really good parents who clearly care about you.”
I nod. “You have no idea.”
My parents were always there for me. They never left my side during the
darkest hours of my life when everyone abandoned me at school. When no one would talk to me or want anything to do with me. All because of a condition that I had no control over.
Casper’s tail bobs side to side as he walks out in front of us. This dog got me through some of the hardest times in my life. Like my parents, he was always there for me. Always there to cheer me up and make me feel wanted. It’ll be sad that he has to go again.
“When do you have to take him back?”
“Never,” David replies.
I stop in my tracks while David walks past me. Casper and David stop to stare at me. “What do you mean never?”
“I’m keeping him. Your family friends were about to move and couldn’t take Casper with them, so I took him off their hands.” David kneels and scratches Casper’s ear. “I happened to be at the right place at the right time. Crazy how things work out like that sometimes.” David laughs before I tackle him to the ground. Casper starts to bark, runs around us, and pulls at my scarf.
I grab hold of David’s cheeks and plant a firm kiss on those sweet lips of his. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” I seal every word with a kiss and David throws his hands around me, laughing the whole time.
16
David
I open the door to my apartment and Casper is the first though it. He runs to the kitchen and directly to his bowl of food. Casey leans against the counter and watches him eat, stroking his fur.
She looks up at me, her eyes full of happiness. That’s the way I always want to see her. I want her to be happy with me. I don’t ever want to make her cry. I’ve made her do that enough already.
“I still can’t believe that you got Casper for me.” Casper walks away and falls down at the side of the couch, closing his eyes. We took him on such a long walk he must be tuckered out. Coach Vaughn would be proud if he knew how long Casey and I walked around campus. And I loved every minute of it. The smile on her face and her fingers between mine. Just how I always want it to be.
“I had to show you how much you mean to me.” I walk across the living room and sit down on the couch, scratching Casper’s ear. He looks up at me, lets out a big yawn, and goes back to sleep. Meanwhile, Casey stares at me from the kitchen. Those blue eyes of hers take me in as she bites down on her bottom lip. When she makes her way toward me, her hips sway a little more and there’s almost a dance in her step. She walks up to me and takes my hand, pulling me away from the couch.
“Where we going?”
At first, I don’t understand what’s going on. I was having a good time just scratching Casper’s ear when Casey starts to pull me toward the bedroom. A smile takes over my face and I try my hardest to hide it.
“It’s time to show you how much you mean to me,” Casey whispers as she opens the door to my bedroom. The second I enter, she turns on her heel and jumps onto me. Her hands lock around my neck and she pulls herself in for a kiss. My hands grab her ass and hold her against me, letting me feel her warmth. Our lips lock and my cock twinges to life between her legs. She pulls away and stares at me, running a hand through my hair and biting down on her lip. “Do you think this will be enough?” She jumps out of my arms, gets behind me, and shoves me toward the bed.
I don’t fight her. Only a moron would do that. And I ain’t no moron.
I want this. I want her.
I’ve always wanted her.
I fall down on the bed and Casey grabs the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head. I hold my breath and watch her tits jump out, held firmly against her chest by her bra. I follow suit and take off my shirt. She walks up to the edge of the bed, and I get up, placing my hands on her back and pulling her into me.
I kiss the middle of her stomach and she presses her body against me. Casey runs her hands through my hair and down my back, feeling at the muscles. I move down her stomach until I get to the middle of her jeans and pull at the flap with my teeth. It takes a little work but I get it undone and pull down her jeans.
There only two sounds that fill the room. The zipper on her jeans coming undone and a loud, audible gasp from Casey. She kicks the jeans across the room and I dig my greedy fingers at her cheeks. My cock presses against the inside of my jeans, begging me to let it out.
With pain in my heart, I let go of her body and rush my fingers at my sweats. The yearning desire to pull them off and show my cock to her. To have that sweet, little mouth of hers on me once more. The thought of it almost makes me finish.
Almost.
But I hold myself together until Casey gets down to her knees and slaps my hands away.
“No. I want to do it.” Her small hand pushes down on my hard chest and I give in. I fall back on the bed and feel her fingers move down my chest, touching each ab and hooking onto my sweats. I hold my breath. I lean forward and watch her smile at me as she slowly starts to peel away my clothing.
She lowers herself down and kisses each inch of exposed skin, her tongue flicking around my skin.
“Can’t you go any faster?” I growl, digging my head back into the mattress and grabbing hold of my sheets. It’s taking all of my willpower not to pull off my sweats and force my cock down her throat. I clench my teeth together and fight the urges inside.
“But that won’t be any fun.” She pulls a little more on my sweats, exposing a little of my cock. She kisses at the stem and runs her tongue along it, making my whole body shudder. I can feel the precum spilling out of my tip. “I want you to beg for it.” She breaks into a smile before she kisses the start of my length. “Think of it as punishment for you.” She laughs at her own wit and I can only roll my eyes.
I dig my fingers into the mattress. I grip the foam harder than I hold a football during an important match. I need to not lose control.
I need to take my punishment. I deserve this. A smile picks up at my lips.
I’ll get what I want in the end. I’m just not used to waiting for it.
That’s what I love about Casey. She really makes me work for it like no one ever did.
Casey pulls down on my joggers until they pool at my ankles. My cock bounces into the air and stands at attention straighter than a flagpole. Her eyes light up and she reaches for it. She starts from the tip and pulls down, stroking me excruciatingly slowly. I curse under my breath as she spreads the precum up and down my shaft.
“Hurry,” I beg. “Please.” And that’s a first. I’ve never begged for sex before. Never had to wait this long to get what I wanted. Casey is slowly breaking me down and I can’t take it anymore.
I thrust my hips into the air to try to entice her. Casey smiles and moves her head forward, her tongue sticking out. My body is practically shaking as her lips descend on my tip and I hold my breath. And just when she’s about to take me whole, she flicks at my tip and pulls away, a smirk on her face.
FUCK!
I want to scream and curse the whole world, but I don’t. I hold it together and bring my body down, giving my abs the rest that they need.
“You didn’t think I would give in that easily,” Casey says, practically on the verge of breaking down laughter. She reaches out and takes my cock into her hand, stroking at it. “You need to be patient.” She kisses the inside of my thighs and works up to my balls, flicking at them with her tongue.
I bounce up and move my hands through her brown hair. Her tongue circles around my sac and moves up the middle of my shaft, licking up every bit of precum along the way. She opens wide to take my tip into her mouth, but pulls away at the last second.
“You’re too easy, David Cooper.” She strokes me and bites down on the bottom of her lip. “You would think that you would learn by now.”
And that’s when I’ve had enough. I reach out and grab hold of the back of her head. There’s only so much teasing that a man can take before he explodes. Before he needs it.
I pull her head toward my crotch and Casey doesn’t fight me. She opens her mouth wide, a moan escaping at the last second, before my cock plugs up her hole. I stroke
deep into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat.
Casey digs her nails into my thighs; there’s a slight pain but I don’t care anymore. I pull her away from me and give her a taste of fresh air just before sending her down again. I hold her head in place, letting my cock slip down her throat. She fights and gags on my cock but she doesn’t pull away. Not really.
She’s enjoying this as much as I am. That much is evident when I pull her away and she smiles at me.
“How do you like my cock?”
Casey runs her tongue along her lips, picking up the drops of saliva and precum along her mouth. “I love it, Big Jock.” She grins before she voluntarily falls and takes me into her mouth. I let her work me for a bit as I fall back on the bed. I close my eyes as she strokes me and sucks at my tip. “I love your big, fat cock.” She moans and takes me over and over, forcing herself until her lips are at my stem.
I run the tip of my tongue along the outside of my tongue. There’s something missing from all this. I’ve gotten all that I want.
Well, almost all that I want. There’s only one thing missing. One thing that will quench my hunger.
I lean over and grab her by her hair, pulling her off my cock. She looks at me, confused, before I jump off the bed, pick her up, and throw her down. Her small body bounces off the mattress as I get down to my knees. I pull her to the edge of the bed and rip the thin fabric from her pussy. I dive forward and take her sweet pussy into her mouth.
And there it is. The sweet nectar that I’ve been missing. I’ll never, ever get tired of this. She tastes better than anything I’ve ever eaten in my life. Casey Boone is a fine delicacy. Something that would be served at the finest restaurants, except that she’s all mine.
I take her clit into my mouth and suck at it. Casey explodes and drives her hips along my face, reaching out and running her hands through my hair. She tugs at me, fighting with herself as she crashes over and over.
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