“Ah!” I shivered as he nipped and licked at the exposed area. “I… I want to see you too,” I said breathlessly. He looked up at me and smiled. He pulled down his pants revealing his hard on and pulled it through the slit of his boxers.
“See?” he asked teasingly. I blushed and nodded my head. “Touch it,” he whispered. I leaned up and wrapped my hand around him. He was incredibly hard and hot to my touch. He sat back on the couch and allowed me to take control. I stroked him softly and hard then slow and fast. I touched it according to the sounds that he made. “Let’s see how much you can fit into your mouth.” My face reddened when he said that. I looked over at him, still slightly dizzy and he looked at me with lust filled eyes. “Come on,” he said gently. He leaned forward and grabbed my tank top and pulled it over my head. I didn’t expect to take my hoodie off so I didn’t bother to put a bra on. He rubbed my nipples with his thumb and index finger. “Come on,” he said again and this time I obliged.
He was too big for my mouth, but I tried to fit as much of him in as possible, which I could only manage a few inches. “Just like that,” he moaned as I bobbed my head up and down his length. He throbbed in my mouth making my jaws hurt and I had to keep coming off of him in order to catch my breath. He turned off the TV and all that could be heard was obscene sucking noises. “That’s enough,” he said and pushed me off of him. In my drunken stupor I looked back at him in confusion.
“Was that not good?” my words slurred and he smiled at me.
“It was fantastic, but I want more now.” He said and pushed me down on the couch. He reached down towards my overly wet panties and pulled them off. “You look good down here too,” he said and I blushed again. I leaned off of the couch and grabbed the whiskey bottle. I needed a lot more booze in me if I was going to do this. I almost felt like this situation was sobering me up. Even though I know I wasn’t acting lady like, he let me drink out of the bottle as he stroked my cleft. I moaned into the bottle and I shivered. “Save some for later,” Justin said and took the bottle from me. Placing it down on the table, he took himself into his hand and slicked himself with my wetness.
“Oh,” I moaned as I watched him pleasure himself. He leaned down and bit my right nipple hard and I yelped in pain. He moved over to my left one and did the same thing. Even though it hurt, it felt good as well.
“I’ll be as gentle as possible, but I’m at my limit here.” Justin said as he began pushing into me.
“A condom,” I gasped as the head of his penis pushed into me.
“I’ll pull out; I can’t walk to the other room to get one. I want you now,” in my drunken state, I chose to believe that he’d pull out of me. I wasn’t on the pill and I didn’t know if he was clean or not. At that particular moment though, I couldn’t think of anything but the feel of him inside of me.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” I moaned in ecstasy when he decided to take me at a quick pace. He was sucking on my neck and gripping my leg with every thrust that he made.
“You like that? Do you like how I make you feel?” he asked as I writhed in pleasure under him.
“Oh yes,” I said my eyes hazy in lust. The few times that I’ve had sex wasn’t much to brag about, but I never knew that it could feel as good as this. Justin chuckled and bit my shoulder.
“You feel good too, nice and tight.” The way that he was talking to me was bringing me closer and closer to my release. By the way that I was moaning and squirming under him, I could tell that he knew this for a fact. “When you’re coming, I want you to grind hard against me.” He said into my ear and his pounded became harder and much more frantic.
“I can’t!” I screamed as I felt an unknown feeling taking over my body and a few seconds later, I found my hips moving roughing against his pelvis.
“There you go, come for me” he moaned and I felt him thicken inside of me. My orgasm was hard and I could barely catch my breath once my tremors died down. “Here I come,” he gasped and just when I thought he was going to explode inside of me, he pulled out emptying his love on my stomach and chest. He stroked himself a few more times as the last drops fell out of him and chuckled. “Freak,” he whispered to me and licked my neck with his long and thick tongue. It felt so good that I almost wanted him again, but I knew that it was getting late.
“Where’s…. where’s your bathroom?” I barely got out. My head was spinning and I felt like I needed to throw up. He bit my earlobe and nibbled on it.
“Get up and turn left.” He said and got up off of me. He grinned as he helped me up, like he accomplished an important mission. I rejected his offer to help me to the bathroom, if I threw up, I didn’t want him to see that. Once I had found his bathroom, I shut it, locked it, and crumpled to the floor with my head over the toilet.
Chapter Six
When I woke up a few hours later, my head felt like it was going to split open. Justin brought me home at around five o’clock this morning. It was still dark outside so I was able to climb back through my window without detection, but I swerved and wobbled and at first thought I wasn’t going to make it. Justin asked if he could just walk me home, but I said no. Just in case I did get caught, I didn’t want to be caught with a guy, a grown man at that! I fell instantly to sleep, but woke up a few hours later to banging on my door. My head felt like it was splitting in two.
“Leah! Why are you still sleeping? Why is this door locked?” my mother screamed from the other side of the door. I wanted to scream shut up because I was severely hung over, but that only would’ve made the situation worse.
“Mom please, I don’t feel well.” after a few attempts to speak, I was finally able to manage those words.
“What’s wrong with you? Open the door so I can see you.” My mom was being too pushy.
“Please mom, just let me sleep.” I said again groaning and for a moment I thought my mom walked away because it was so silent.
“Fine,” she said after a while. “I’ll put your plate in the refrigerator, so get some rest.” I was thankful when I heard her walking away. My head fell back onto the pillow and I went back to sleep.
* * * * *
I woke up again to my phone vibrating against my cheek. I poked my head from under the covers and saw that I received a text message. It was from Justin:
Leah, I really enjoyed last night. I had fun. Hope you are feeling okay.
I smiled in delight and with lazy fingers and a pounding head, I replied back, major hangover and thank you I had fun too. I was drunk, but not too drunk to not remember what had happened last night. Justin and I had sex and it felt incredible. I blushed, as I remembered every second of our love making.
My phone buzzed again:
Take an aspirin if you have it that normally helps me. The way that you were drinking out of the bottle, I’m not surprised.
I blushed again when I remembered that I drunk out of the whiskey bottle. I felt like my back was against the wall and that I would die from embarrassment. If I didn’t drink anymore I’m pretty sure that I would’ve chickened out of the whole thing and I would have asked him to bring me home. Wanting to hear his voice, I decided to call him.
“Hello beautiful,” he answered on the first ring. I smiled, because he made my heart pound against my chest.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” I said and sat up out of my bed. I was feeling a little better just by hearing his voice.
“No,” he said calmly. “I’m glad you called me. I feel bad about getting you drunk, but you were so sexy.” I laughed growing more and more comfortable with him. “Did you take some medicine?” he asked his voice growing more concerned.
“No, just talking to you is making me feel a lot better.” I wondered how he felt about me saying these things. Was I being too forward? It’s only been one day and I’ve already slept with him and he’s just consumed my mind. I didn’t know what to think of myself, but if he was okay with me then I will be as well.
“Well I’m glad I can be of assistance.” He chuckle
d and paused. “Look, I don’t want to come off as desperate or creepy,” Justin began but he stopped midway through his sentence.
“You’re not creepy or desperate at all, Justin.” I said reassuringly and I could imagine the smile that must’ve lit up his face at that moment.
“Well if you’re really feeling alright, I’d like to see you again today.” I jumped out of my bed quickly with a grin on my face. My curly hair danced through the air at my sudden movement. I was so happy that Justin felt the same way as I did. “Leah?” he asked. “Are you still there?”
“Of course I’d love to see you again.” My heart was racing again and I felt almost immediately refreshed.
“Well it doesn’t have to be tonight. I want to take you to lunch or something.” I was glad that he wanted to see me sooner because I don’t think that I could have waited all the way till tonight.
“That’s cool, I’ll get ready now.” Justin told me to give him an hour and he should be there and we got off of the phone. I raced out of my room and headed straight to the bathroom. I took a shower and washed and dried my hair and before long, I had emerged from the bathroom in a towel.
“Mom,” I shouted and walked into the kitchen. I was surprised to find that my mother wasn’t home, but then I remembered that it was Sunday and that she was more than likely at church. “Good she won’t be able to ask me too many questions.” My hangover was completely gone as I got dressed in some shorts and one of my signature tank-tops. I put on a light blue one to go with my denim shorts. My hair was in perfect curls and my amber skin was glowing. I wasn’t a fan of make-up because I thought I looked decent enough without it so I did not bother with it. I grabbed my purse and my phone and I was ready to go.
Before I left, I decided to write a little note for my mother because if I called her and left her a voicemail. She would just keep calling me to go over safety procedures and I didn’t feel like listening to all of that. I simply told her that a few friends wanted me to help them study and that I’d be back later. Once I was done with the note I walked out of the door. The street was bare of all people, with most of my neighbors’ cars being gone. This was good for me because I didn’t want to run into any of them. I walked quickly over to the next block and I was surprised to see Justin there already.
“Sorry,” I said and ran towards his motorcycle. “Did I keep you waiting long?” he shook his head and got off of his bike so that he could help me put my helmet on. As usual, I blushed when his cool fingers touched my face.
“I wasn’t waiting long,” he said once he snapped my helmet into place. He got back onto the bike and helped me on. “Do you mind if we eat at a sort of low-key park? I want to get to know you better without people being in our business.” So it’ll sort of be like a picnic? I don’t know why, but I found his suggestion to be romantic and I told him that I would love to.
We drove thirty minutes out of our town to a burger place called “Misty’s” and then drove another twenty minutes to a lonely park facing a pond.
“It’s beautiful,” I said once Justin helped me off of his bike and we made our way to a picnic table.
“It is and people don’t normally come here. So we’ll have the place to ourselves.” He sat down on the other side of the table and reached into the bag of food for some plates. I had to hold it down for a few seconds while he fixed the plates for us. The longer that I watched him, the deeper and deeper I fell in love with him.
“Thank you,” I smiled once he pushed my plate over to me and he smiled back, but his face fell quickly. “What’s wrong?” I asked. Did I do something wrong to make his mood change that fast?
“Look, this is fast but I really do like you. Faster than I have ever liked a woman actually.” This confession made me feel butterflies inside of me. “But I want to tell you something first before we can move further in whatever we have going on here.”
“Okay,” I said not knowing where he was getting at. I was sure that he wasn’t married because he had no ring or no indication that he took one off. He was the perfect gentleman to me, so what was on his mind?
“When I was younger, around your age” He paused, took a bite from his burger, and looked back at me. “I killed a man.” The horror that plastered on my face I was sure would be marked in his mind forever.
Chapter Seven
“Wait what?” Maybe I didn’t hear him correctly. Did he honestly just say that he killed someone? Justin’s dark eyes never looked away from mines. He was judging my reactions and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
“You heard me. I said I killed someone.” My mouth opened and closed. What could I say to that? “Are you afraid of me now Leah?” he asked me and without hesitation I shook my head.
“I’m pretty sure there’s a good reason for that.” I said. It had to be a good reason because I felt too deeply for him. I needed it to be a good reason for it. He chuckled.
“Only you try to find the good in everyone. Don’t worry, I like that about you.” Justin cleared his voice and popped and French fry into his mouth. “When I was younger, I was pretty bad. Drugs, alcohol, I stole from people.” I sat still as he told me his shocking tale. I knew that he was a bit mysterious, but I never knew that he had skeletons this big in his closet. “I stole from the wrong person, a thug. He didn’t care that I was young and stupid, he just cared about killing me to show me that the ground was where I belonged.” I shivered in horror.
“What you did was wrong,” I said to Justin. “But if you killed him before he could kill you, then it was self-defense.” Justin smiled.
“Yeah, he broke into my house when my ma was sleeping. I was still up so I ran into my mom’s room and grabbed the shotgun that my father had when he was still alive and POW! He was dead.” He made a gun with his hands and showed me exactly how he did it.
“Did the police get involved?” I asked Justin.
“Of course, but I didn’t get charged with anything because it was self-defense. After that I changed my life around. I’m not the best person alive, but I’m better than what I was.” We all did things stupid when we were kids, so I couldn’t really judge him for stealing and doing drugs. If he wouldn’t have shot that man, the man probably would have killed Justin and his mother. I could accept this part of his life because he had to do what he had to do. I couldn’t see him as a murderer.
“Okay,” I said after I got my thoughts together. “Thank you for telling me and… and this doesn’t change the way I feel. I’d love to get to know you even better.” I felt I knew him already, well I knew his body and he knew mines, but I wanted to know more about him. I wanted to learn every inch of him so that he could be mine. Justin looked at me deeply with unknown emotions washing over his beautiful face. He looked sad, relieved, hurt and healed. I couldn’t wrap my head around the emotions going through his eyes. He stood up from the table and walked around to me and before I could say something to him, his warm lips covered mine.
* * * * *
“Wait! Don’t you want to just head back to your house?” I asked when Justin pulled me behind some large bushes and began taking my clothes off. It was early in the day and someone could come over here any minute now.
“I can’t wait that long. I’m dying over here.” Justin said as he grabbed his length out of his pants. I noticed that he didn’t have a condom again.
“You know I’m not on the pill right? I don’t have sex often.” He stroked himself with one hand and massaged my pearl with his thumb with his other hand. “Oh,” I moaned in pleasure wetting his fingers.
“I’ll pull out, it’ll be fine.” Without waiting for my response, he pushed the head of his penis slowly inside of me.
“Hah,” I groaned in pain once he forced his hardness into my tight entrance. “Ah!” tears formed in my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall down my face.
“I’m sorry baby. It’ll get better soon, I promise.” and after a few minutes, he was good on his promise as my body began quaking in pleasure
. My moans were loud and I knew that people would quickly be alerted to what we were doing, so I placed my hand over my mouth. “Don’t do that,” Justin said and pulled my hand away. “Your sexy little moans are encouraging.” I was shocked that I wasn’t feeling embarrassed or awkward. My body moved against his in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. It’s almost like his confession made me want him more.
“Justin” I called out his name once he lifted my hips up and began pounding harder. He grinned at me when he saw my face contorting in pleasure.
“That’s it call out my name and look at me when you come.” His words embarrassed me, but I began moving my hips erratically so that I could reach my orgasm quicker. “It feels so good inside of you.” He said burying his face in the crook of my neck. He was breathing hard as his wet skin slapped hard against my wet skin. “I’m glad that I met you. You’re an amazing woman.” I was shocked that he said that. I was so used to him dirty talking, so to hear him speaking about something as simple as that brought a small blush to my cheeks.
When I orgasmed, my body tensed up and I arched my back so far back that I brought him with me. He pulled out of my quickly and came with a low groan escaping from his lips. He fell down on me and I caressed his back lovingly.
“Sorry that I couldn’t wait,” he said leaning his body off of me. I nodded my head and gave him a gentle smile.
“It’s okay.” He gave me a confident grin and kissed me on the lips.
Chapter Eight
The next few weeks, Justin and I were inseparable. He’d pick me up from school and I’d tell my mother that I was going studying with my friends. My grades never dropped so I didn’t have a hard time of getting her to believe me. Justin and I went everywhere together. He took me to the movies, out to dinner, skating, anywhere that he thought would bring a small to my face and I loved him for that. The days were long when I was at school and he was at work, but we made up for times lost when we saw each other again.
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