by Vera Quinn
“Rebel, the other night I spent the evening with Brody.” I stop and look at Rebel. I hesitate, but I have to tell him all of it. “We kissed, and he said he is interested in me. We also had a long talk about his and your animosity towards each other. I told him I just want friends and that hasn’t changed, and I also told him I was not judging you.” There that makes me feel better. Rebel is almost smiling. Not the reaction I thought I would get.
“Let me get this straight. You and Brody spent the evening together, and all you did was kiss and talk?” Now Rebel has a big smile on his face.
“Yes. He said when I was ready to date he wanted to date me.” I guess I was misjudging what Rebel wanted.
“I would like for you to hear my side of the story too. Can you give me a chance tonight to talk to you about Brody and myself? I don’t usually explain myself to anyone, but if you have any questions, I would like to clear them up. Thank you for not judging me.” Rebel tells me but then he is in my space, and his lips are on mine before I know what is happening. He tastes of the beer he has been drinking and a taste that is uniquely him. He takes my mouth, and I am hopeless to fight him off, and I don’t want to. I have never been possessed this way, and my panties are most definitely wet. He finally breaks the kiss off. We are both breathless. “I’ve wanted to do that all day.”
“I’m so glad you didn’t do that in front of anyone.” It’s the only thing I can say. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?” It just came out of my mouth. “I’m sorry. Don’t answer that.” Rebel is laughing softly, and he kisses my nose. I back away afraid he will go farther and I he can’t do that. I may combust right here in front of him. I have not had an orgasm since the night before I found out my baby was a girl and that kiss felt mighty close to it. Kendall was never a generous lover. He got his and if I was lucky it would happen for me but more times than not it didn’t. The night with Brody I was excited, but right now I need to calm down.
“Babe, the way your body reacted to just that kiss is unbelievable. We need to go inside and find a quiet table and talk. How long has it been babe?” I know he is not asking me what I think he just did?
“Um, I’m not sure what you mean.” He lifts my chin with his finger and makes me look him in the eyes.
“You know exactly what I mean. How long has it been since you had an orgasm? Your body was trembling from just the kiss babe.” Now I am embarrassed and try to look away, but he won’t let me. “Please answer me.” Darn!
“It’s been a while, probably a little less than two years. It was the night before I found out Shelby was a girl. I was a little over four months pregnant then, and she is sixteen months old now. A little less than two years.” I am glad it is dark outside now because I know my face is red. I feel the heat all the way down my neck.
“Don’t be embarrassed, babe. We’re just talking. It’s ok, Come here.” I go into his arms, and he hugs me. “So will you please stay the night with me here. Nothing else will happen if you don’t want it to. I will just hold you tonight.” I know I am going to regret this, but for the first time in a long time, I am going with what my body wants instead of my brain.
“Okay, but first thing in the morning you take me to get Shelby.” Rebel gives me a tight hug. I take it he is a happy man.
“Thank you, Gracie. Let’s get inside and get us some drinks, so we can talk and get to know each other better.” Rebel and I walk into the clubhouse hand in hand, and I feel like I have won the lottery. I have never had this much male attention in my whole life. For once in my life, I feel good about myself. I know I shouldn’t need attention from a man to make me feel this way but for someone that has had her self- esteem beat to death by one man the attention feels darn good.
We make our way into the clubhouse and Rebel stops and talks to different people on the way. I see this one barely clothed, beautiful woman with her eyes following us. A man has his arm around her, but she never quits looking at us. I know the look. She wants Rebel.
When I was with Kendall, I saw the same looks from different women many times until I didn’t care anymore and he quit taking me places. Rebel grabs some beers from the bar and takes me to a door right off from where the bar is. He opens it, and I walk in to see it is a small office. He walks with me over to a sofa, and I sit down with him sitting beside me.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and take it out, and I see I have a message. I check it, and Audie has sent me a picture of a clean and sleeping Shelby. The text said she was just going to bed but wanted me to know they were good. I can finally relax, and that is exactly what I have decided to do tonight. I feel lighter than I have in a long time. I have felt like the weight of the world has been on my shoulders for so long I just want to let loose, but first I need to clarify a few things with Rebel.
“Rebel you don’t have to go into everything tonight because I know going back over things that are hard in your life will ruin both of our nights.” Rebel looks at me without saying anything but hands me a beer. “Are you still in love with Jilly or do you hate her? Because Jilly saved me and I can’t imagine anyone ever hating her.” I take a big drink of my beer. Rebel gets up and goes to his desk and gets a bottle of some liquor out of his desk with a shot glass and comes back and sits beside me.
“Ok babe. We are going to play a game. Truth or dare. We take turns asking each other questions. If we answer, it is considered a truth and it must be a total true answer. If you don’t want to answer it is considered a dare and every dare is a shot of this very fine tequila. When one of us is too drunk to answer then we stop, by that I mean you because no way can you out drink me. This way if it is a game of sorts we decide how heavy the conversation gets and we will continue to have fun. Are you game?” He gives me a smile again. I have sorta played this game before but without the alcohol. As long as it is a game we can still have fun and that is what I want to do tonight.
“Ok, but I get to go first, and that was my question.” Rebel is smiling an evil smile. Rebel lifts one finger and gets up and walks out the door but it isn’t long until he is back with four beers in one hand and a small trash can with ice in it and he sets the beers down in the ice. He sits back down and opens a beer.
“I had to get provisions. I am not still in love with Jilly, but I do love her, just in a different way. I could never hate Jilly, and I will always be here if she needs me.” He takes a drink of his beer.
“Do you like Brody for anything other than a friend?” He goes straight to the hard ones, but I know they will only get harder from here.
“I am attracted to Brody just like I am to you, and I had fun with him the other night, but I don’t trust myself to get involved with anyone right now.” That is as truthful as I can be. I think of my next question. “Do you have a girlfriend?” Rebel looks at me and then takes a drink of his beer again.
“I don’t do girlfriends. I fuck. I have fucked a lot. I want it to be different with you.” I almost swallow my tongue on his answer. I never expected such bluntness. Rebel sees my shock. “Gracie, I will never lie to you or sugarcoat anything for me so don’t ask the question if you can’t take the answer. Only honesty between us, babe.” I did ask, and I like the honesty thing. Kendall always lied to me. I pick the shot glass up and hand it to Rebel. “You need a shot, babe?”
“That would be a yes, please.” He fills the shot glass up, and I take it down in one drink. I don’t know what this alcohol is, but it took my breath away. I am strangling, and Rebel pats me on the back. “What is that stuff? It is awful.” Rebel laughs.
“You asked for a drink of something you didn’t know what it was. It’s tequila, babe. Just a minute. I’ll be right back.” Rebel goes back out and comes back with a salt shaker, a bowl of limes, and a couple of more beers. I see he has already finished one, so I take a drink of mine. “My turn. How many men have fucked you, sweetheart?” Well, crap. I am beginning to feel warm.
“That’s easy, one.” Rebel raises his eyebrow. “Do you hate Brody
?” Rebel answers me fast on that one.
“No. He used to be one of my best friends. Women always get in between us, and he thinks he is better than me but I know his secrets, and he is no better.” That is interesting.
“Do you want to fuck Brody?” Not touching that one with a ten- foot pole.
“Shot please.” Rebel smiles and hands me a lime.
“Do it like this.” I watch as he licks his hand and sprinkles it with salt and licks it off then he drinks a shot of the tequila and then puts the lime slice in his mouth and sucks it. I lick my hand, and he sprinkles it with salt, and I do as he did, and then I drink the shot and do the lime. It still burned, but the lime made it much better. I might get used to this. I think carefully about my next question.
“Tell me about Selena.” I know this is a sore subject between Rebel and Brody. Rebel finishes off another beer.
“Selena was Brody’s woman, but he wouldn’t stay home with her. It wasn’t his fault. He was trying to build up his business. The crazy ass woman didn’t understand it, and she started fucking everyone when he was out of town. She started coming to the club with one of her friends. I told Brody she was whoring around and sooner or later someone was going to fuck her here at the club. He didn’t believe me. She set her eyes on me, but I wasn’t taking her up on it. She told me she was pregnant with Brody’s kid, but she wanted to be my ol’ lady. I told her plain out no. Brody left again, and she had an abortion and then she called me and said she had nowhere to go. I told she could come here for a few days but then he was out. I picked her up, and I let her have a spare room for a few days and then made her leave. I have talked to her on the phone a couple of times, but she is banned from the clubhouse. Not my business but I thought it was cold. Brody wanted that child. I don’t want her around me.” I wait for his next question.
“Why did you let Kendall beat you for so long?” I think about taking the easy way out and having a shot, but I think I need to say it out loud so I can own it.
“I think I thought I deserved it in a way.” Rebel looks at me like I am crazy. I think about it before I keep going. “It was like I needed to know I tried everything to make my relationship with Shelby’s dad work. I always wondered what I was doing wrong that made him hate me. My mom and dad had a long relationship. Kendall’s mom and dad the same thing. We had a child together, and I thought one day he would wake up and realize he loved us. I know now he is just a monster but at the time that was where my head was. My self-esteem was at nothing then.” I have never said that much about that to anyone. I peek a look at Rebel, and he has a mad look on his face.
“Babe, no one deserves that. Absolutely no one.” I shake my head, and he kisses my nose. It is a sweet gesture.
“What do you want with me?” I try to look in Rebel’s eyes but to be honest I can’t see real straight right now. In fact, it is getting hot in here.
“Everything, babe. I want everything with you. For the second time in my life, I want to trust a woman completely and this time I want to get it right. Give us a chance, Gracie. I know we can be great together.” I want to believe him so bad. To be able to trust again it sounds so good. “Let me help carry your load. I can do it, I know I can. I will never lie to you, and I will take care of you and Shelby.” Rebel looks sincere, and I so want to be able to lean on someone just for a little while. I want to think the alcohol had something to do with what I say next but I know better.
“I want to try, but I can’t promise you anything.” That’s all it takes. Rebel has me on his lap and has his lips on mine before I can even think, and that may very well have something to do with the alcohol. He deepens the kiss, and my whole body comes alive. I feel him harden underneath my butt. God that feels good. My panties are wet again, and I am pulling at the front of Rebel’s shirt trying to get him closer. Our mouths are melded together, and our tongues are exploring each other’s mouths testing each other’s wills. I give.
My hands find the back of his t-shirt, and they are roaming his bare back. He is sweating as much as I am and my hands are gliding over his damp skin. I am grinding down on Rebel’s very impressive erection and sliding back and forth on his lap. I should be ashamed, but right now I just don’t care about anything but making the ache in my very wet panties go away. I am breathing hard and so is Rebel. His hands have gone up my shirt, and he has his hand inside my bra teasing my nipple. Then his hand is gone from me, and I am sitting on the couch, and he is over by his desk.
“Babe, you are teasing a wanting man, and I am not a man that usually turns a woman down, but you have had a little to drink, and I don’t think you are used to it. I do not want to screw this up before we have a good chance. I am giving you a chance to breathe and think about it. I want to take you to my room and hold you tonight, but I don’t have a lot of self-control so unless you want me to fuck you senseless, we need a breather. Do you want to go slower or do you want me to fuck you senseless?”
Why did he have to stop and ask me that question? Darn. My nervousness gets the best of me. That woman that was watching us earlier had a beautiful body. I’m not as slim as I used to be and I have some stretch marks, and I am sure that woman has never had a baby so no stretch marks for her. That did it for me.
“Thank you. Slow, please.” Rebel nods his head in agreement.
“How about we call it a night? We’ll go back to my room, and we can take showers, and you need to drink some water, and then we will just lie in bed and hold each other. Sound good?” Rebel is giving me an easy out.
“Separate showers, right?” I look at Rebel.
“Hell, yes. If I got a look at you with water and soap all over that sexy body of yours, there is no way we would be getting any sleep tonight. Separate showers and I will give you one of my shirts and a pair of boxers to sleep in, and I will sleep in boxers, too.” He says that like it is funny.
“What’s so funny?” I don’t know what was so humorous.
“I hope I have some boxers left. I don’t wear underwear, but ma usually gets me some for Christmas. She says it is a Ma thing. She gives me boxers and socks every year.” I have the picture of him without clothes in my mind, and I swallow hard. He knows exactly where my mind went. “You naughty girl. You were thinking of me naked. Babe, if I weren't trying to do this thing slow for you trust me you would see me naked. I am not shy. I am proud of my cock.” He grabs himself, and I know I am red all over.
“You did not just say that.” I can’t even look at him. He comes over to me and pulls me into his arms.
“Come on, babe. Let’s get to my room and get cleaned up and get in the bed. Morning will be here early, and I know as soon as you wake up we will be on our way to your house.” He’s right.
“Okay.” He pulls me out the door with him and locks the door. When we get to the bar area there’s not nearly as many people here but there are naked people everywhere, and I see people actually having sex. Jade has some man on the couch, and she is giving him a blowjob. After seeing that I keep my eyes on the floor so I make eye contact with no one. Everyone is busy so no one stops us.
We make it to his room, and he decides I can take the first shower so he can try to get in touch with some guys in Houston. He hands me a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, and I go into the bathroom and get my shower. He has some body wash in there. I smell it, and it smells like him, so I use it. I get out and find me some towels for my hair and body to dry with. I get dried and then slip the t-shirt and boxers on. I go out to find Rebel sitting on the bed. He hands me a bottle of water when I sit on the bed beside him. He reaches over in his nightstand and gets a brush out, and he positions me between his legs and starts brushing my hair. I drink some water, the brushing of my hair soothes me. My mom used to brush my hair for me when I was little. He finally moves me so he can get up. I sit on the edge of the bed and put my arms around his waist and hug him.
“Take another drink of water.” I do and then put the lid back on it and put it on the nightstand. “Now g
et in the middle of the bed and lie down. I have the idea you will be asleep by the time I come out.” He’s probably right. I move to the middle of the bed, and he covers me with the sheet and bends down and kisses my head. I remember hearing the bathroom door shut, but that is it. I just fade into a deep sleep.
Chapter 9
Rebel
I left Gracie lying in my bed, and it was the hardest thing to do to leave her. I have never been a selfless man, but tonight I had to slow down with Gracie. I was pushed to my limits with want for Gracie, but I stopped. I want more with her and to get that I can’t do what I usually do with women. I hurry and get showered so that I can hold her tonight. I put on boxers I never wear so she will be comfortable. When I open the door, I see Gracie has fallen asleep, and she looks so damn good in my bed and my shirt.
Damn I’m as weepy as some damn wet behind the ears teenager. I pull the door to and quietly climb in the bed beside Gracie. I pull her to me and hold her as close as I can. I stare at her beautiful face. She looks so innocent that you would never know she had a worry in the world. This woman is amazing, and she carries the weight of her world on her shoulders. I am going to change that. I will carry her load for her.
I kiss her forehead and cheeks. I feel like a perv kissing her while she is sleeping. I get as close as I possibly can. This snuggling thing is new to me, but I don’t ever want to give it up with this woman. Today has made my mind up; she is mine. Her and Shelby. I am claiming her, and I am putting a ring on her finger and my baby inside her. It’s going to happen, and it is going to happen soon. Those are my last thoughts as I drift off to sleep right beside my angel.
I feel something poking me, and I hear soft cries. I know it is still night because there is no light peeking through my blinds. I try to wake up, and I finally realize Gracie is rolling and whimpering in her sleep. She must be having a dream. I bring her tighter in my arms and kiss her cheek. She tries to fight me, but I finally see her open her eyes. She reaches up and kisses me, and I am lost in her kiss. She usually is more hesitant, the woman kissing me now is surer of what she wants. I give back with all that I am. She seems desperate for something, and I can’t believe what she whispers in my ear.
