“Zander?”
“Huh.” Her sweet voice brought me back from my thoughts.
Her fingers brushed over the hairs on my chest. “Where were you?”
“Sorry, I thought about how hard I worked to get my woman back in my life.”
“Zander.”
“It’s true I worked damn hard.” My southern drawl was thick.
My hand massaged her ass. “Grab another condom and ride my cock. I want to watch that pretty fucking face contort as you cream all over my dick.”
She smiled, turned, and leaned over the edge of the bed grabbing another condom. Vicky replaced the soiled condom with a fresh one.
I sat up, leaning against the headboard. She straddled me, cum leaking all over my cock. Her pussy suffocated my dick as she bounced up and down. Vicky’s fingers dug into my shoulders. My lips devoured hers and my hands gripped her ass.
“Fuck, you feel good, Vicky. I know I won’t ever get over you.”
Her tongue slid down my neck. Vicky slipped up and down my dick. I circled my cock inside her.
“Tell me you love us both,” I growled against her breasts.
“What?”
“I want to hear you tell me how much you love me and my cock,” I smirked.
She smiled. “I love you both too fucking much.”
“Just what I like to hear.” Squeezing her waist, I thrust into her tight wet hole again and again.
Her eyes hooded and her body convulsed in my grip.
“That’s right, Vicky cream all over my cock.”
The prettiest pleasurable expression took over her face. “Zander, I’m coming again.”
I pulled her taut nipple into my mouth. Slamming into her I screamed out her name as I came.
My hand slipped into her sexy hair and our lips collided. “I’ll never forget this summer.”
“Me either, Zander,” she whispered.
Later that afternoon, we sat in our wet suits in a surf-n-turf restaurant eating the best fucking Mexican food. Whenever Vicky and I hung out together we had the best time. My entire goal was to keep her laughing.
“Alissa caved, giving me your location after I asked the sales associate for the biggest size she had in a pair of heels.”
Vicky dropped her head back in laughter. “You did not?”
“I sure did. I think if I would have tried them on Alissa would have totally lost her shit.”
“Yeah, I’m sure I’ll never hear the end of it when she and I return to school.” She smiled intertwining our fingers.
“This is nice.”
“It is.”
“You and Hayden have to make up.”
I unlocked our fingers and dug into my taco.
“Nope.”
“Before Christmas.”
I stared at her.
“For me.” She poked out her pretty lower lip.
“Shit, since you ask like that. I will.”
Vicky smiled wide. “Give me a kiss.”
I leaned across the table, taking her lips.
“Tomorrow we should go skydiving again.”
“Yeah, that would be awesome.”
“Are you ready to hit the waves one more time?”
“Yup.”
We rode wave after wave that day. The exhaustion hit us hard. We slept in the next morning.
Vicky and I sat on the patio drinking our alcoholic beverages. I sipped beer, she sipped red wine.
“Zander, do you still plan to double major?”
“Shit. Yeah. After I was released from the hospital my father was home every day. He crowded me. Kissing my head, telling me how much he loved me and how he wouldn’t forgive himself if something happened to me.
He and I played a little baseball. We hadn’t done that since I was little. He was never into sports, but for the first time he understood how important sports were to me.”
She grinned. “I am happy you and your dad are getting along.”
“Yeah.” I shrugged.
“Are you playing football freshman year?”
“Yup.”
“Maybe your parents will come to some of your games. I’m sure my parents will. They love you like you are their son.” She smiled against the rim of her glass.
“I know they would. I love them too. Because of them I’m not a total asshole.”
She laughed. Her high ponytail shook.
Glancing at my watch, I chugged my beer. “We better get going. Our skydiving time slot is approaching.”
“Let’s move.”
Later that evening, I sat in the open kitchen and searched for the Vicky playlist on my cell. “Vicky, join me on the beach,” I shouted.
Stepping outside, I inhaled the fresh air. The sky was filled with stars. It was a perfect night to spend alone with Vicky.
“I’m coming.” I heard her run down the glass steps.
She grabbed my hand, stepping at my side. Vicky was dressed in a white strappy short sundress. Simple and perfect. Her brown locks were piled on her head in a messy bun. Fuck, she drove me wild. Did you ever know deep down in your heart there was only one person who could truly make you happy? Vicky was my forever.
I pressed play on my cell. The slow ballad surrounded us. Leading her deeper onto the beach, I pulled her into my arms. Our feet lingered in the warm sand. Her head rested under my chin.
“This is perfect, Vicky.”
“It is, Zander.”
“This could be us every day,” I breathed into her hair.
“Zander, sounds perfect. I love being here with you.”
Being here with me. Not every day. Didn’t matter I knew she desired every day.
We swayed on the desolate beach for almost an hour. No meaningful conversation, just holding each other. Living in the moment. Our special moment.
The remainder of our vacation we rose early and surfed. No better way to watch the sunrise than with someone you love. Our slow dancing continued almost every night. That was how we ended our evening before retiring to the bedroom to make love. Holding her in my arms every day made life so fucking bittersweet.
We made love in every room of the house. We ran through a few boxes of condoms in a month’s time.
I stared out into the ocean. Her hands swept along my waist and her lips melted against my back.
“Dinner was nice. I think you enjoy cooking for me.”
“I do. I’ll miss it.” I pulled her in front of me, wrapping her in my arms.
“I hate our time is up.”
She peeked up at me and her eyes glassed over. “Me too. I love you so much.”
“Hey, it’s ok. I know.” I pressed my lips against hers.
“Come on.” I intermingled our fingers and led her upstairs to the bedroom.
We shed our clothes the second we stepped through the threshold. Vicky dropped to her knees and slid her mouth down my long, thick cock. Her fingers massaged my waist.
“Shit, Vicky.”
Her eyes never left mine. I gripped her brown locks, thrusting my cock into her naughty mouth. Vicky slid her tongue up and down my cock then under the head.
“Vicky, don’t do that. Fuck, I’ll cum quick.”
She hummed on the tip of my cock. “I want to taste your cum.”
“It's coming, Vicky.”
She took me into her mouth again, I slammed my dick against the back of her throat.
She moaned around my cock, taking me over the top. Cum shot out of my dick down her throat.
Vicky smiled. “Yum.” She swallowed.
I stumbled back. “Shit!” Walking over to the night stand, I grabbed a condom, opened the package, and rolled it down my dick. I sat the wrapper on the nightstand.
“Bend over the bed and spread your legs.”
She obeyed. I stood behind her, massaging her clit. Vicky moaned. “Fuck, yes.”
I watched so much porn over the years, I could probably star in my own flick. I knew how to please Vicky. There was no way I’d come half way to her,
holding my dick in my hand, asking her to guide me into her pussy. Not a fucking chance. I planned to please her so good, the next time she attempted to fuck a douche bag, she’d tell him never mind. Yup, I wanted to make it impossible for her to ever love another man.
I plunged into her tight little hole.
“Fuck,” she screamed.
“That’s right take it all.”
I gripped her hips sliding in and out of her pussy. She met my thrust, I leaned over her, kissing her lips as I rubbed her clit.
“Zander, shit,” she gritted out.
“Yeah, that’s right, make sure you get as much of this cock as you can tonight, because this is the last time, we’ll ever make love again.”
Yup, I was fucking with her head. I didn’t take pride in it, but I didn’t want another man ever fucking her. Shit, I wanted her to be mine forever. In my heart she’d always be mine.
Flipping her over, I gripped her thighs, and she hooked her legs over my forearms. Slowly, I slid into her sweet, addictive pussy. Vicky massaged her breasts as I slammed into her wetness again and again.
“Take every fucking inch of my cock, Vicky.”
“It feels so fucking good.” Her eyelids hooded and her legs shook in my grasp.
“I don’t want to let you go,” she cried.
Sliding out of her pussy, I sat on the bed and pulled her into my lap.
The tears streamed down her face as our lips connected.
“I love you, baby. Don’t ever forget that.”
My cock slammed inside her warmth. Holding her in my arms, I stared into her stormy blue eyes.
“I love you so fucking much, Zander.”
My lips crushed hers again. She caressed my shoulders. Slamming into her earth-shattering pussy our bodies shivered at the same time as we came. Our chests rose and fell as I took her lips.
I dropped back, holding her in my arms. “I promise, I’ll never forget us,” I breathed into her hair.
“Never, Zander.”
Standing at the foot of the bed duffel bag in hand, I watched her sleep. Vicky laid on her stomach, snoring. Her brown hair fanned over the pillow. She looked so peaceful and sweet. Squeezing my eyes, I choked back the tears. I walked out of the house and out of her life.
11
Zander
Six Months Later
* * *
School was a blast. Fucking not. Luckily, I was entering college when Vicky and I had gone our separate ways. We never called each other. Football practice, games, and studying kept me occupied. This was the first year, I didn’t spend the holidays with Vicky’s family.
I invited Hayden over to my house for Thanksgiving.
Hayden, Owen, and I sat around watching Football.
“How is school coming along, Hayden?” Owen asked. He sipped his beer, sitting back on the black leather sofa.
“It’s going well. There are an abundance of chicks.” He smiled.
We chuckled.
“Sure is.” Owen raised his bottle in the sky.
“Hayden, my mom, said she was shocked you were coming over. What happened between you and Zander?”
I sipped my beer staring between them. “You can tell him, Hayden.”
“Zander and my sister were seeing each other. He wrote me off because I forbid him to see her.”
My jaw twitched. “So, Owen, here we are. We’ve moved past that time in our lives. We’ve been best friends since I can remember. I needed to hang out with my bud.”
Hayden snickered. “The end of the summer sucked not kicking it with you.”
“Same,” I lied.
I refused to think about her while I sat around her brother.
“Zander, how many chicks are you banging right now?”
This was normal talk for Hayden and I. “Only three. I double majored and I’m playing football. So, my time is limited.”
Owen sat up. “You are going to parties, right?”
“Yeah, absolutely.”
There weren’t any fucking chicks. There were my studies, beer, and football. Every night, I saw Vicky’s face. It had to stop. I knew it was time I dated again, or I’d lose my shit.
“Owen, you’re the college veteran between us. What advice do you have for us?”
I sank into the matching sofa across from him in our oversized family room.
“Don’t make two chicks your girlfriends. The shit was totally fucked up. One girl was a sophomore, basically lived in the library. The other girl was a senior. I thought they’d never cross paths. Fucking wrong. I was at a frat party and they both approached me and slapped me. So, I’ve sworn off girlfriends. Chicks don’t mind sharing you as long as you don’t give them the girlfriend title.”
Hayden and I laughed hysterically.
I sat on the bed in my dorm room, staring into space.
“Zander, do you want to grab a bite?”
“Zander!”
I blinked twice then glanced down at her face, resting in my lap. I shook off the memory. “Sorry, what?”
She ran her fingers through her long blonde hair. “Do you want to get food?” Summer asked, batting her long pretty eyelashes.
“Yeah, sure.”
It was midafternoon. Another dreary winter day in Princeton, New Jersey.
She sat up, tossing her feet over the side of the bed. I flung a T-shirt over my head.
“Summer, what do you have a taste for?”
She slid on her boots. “Pizza.”
“Sounds good.”
Knock, knock.
Maybe it was Kerby. He was a football teammate.
I swung open the door.
No one could prepare me for that moment. My heart sank to my feet. The small piece of my heart I had left that is. She already crushed it. Vicky warned me she would. I was stupid for thinking she’d call a day after being apart, but nope.
What the fuck do you do when the woman you’ve been in love with for years appears out of the blue? And the new girl who wants you badly to make her your woman were in close proximities.
“Hello, Zander. How are you?” Her beautiful smile rose and fell.
“Victoria, what are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to you.”
“Why didn’t you call? Shit, forgive me.” I stepped back. “Come in.” Vicky narrowed her eyes at Summer as she entered.
What did Vicky think I was pining away for her? Fuck no. I had to move on somewhat?
I had no desire to fuck another woman. As beautiful as Summer was, she wasn’t Vicky.
“Summer, this is my best friend’s sister, Victoria.”
“Hello, Victoria.” She flashed a fake smile and waved.
Vicky’s arms crossed her chest, and she glared at Summer. Never saying a word.
Typical Vicky.
“Summer, can I call you later?”
She shrugged on her jacket. “Yeah.” Summer leaned up and kissed my lips.
“Nice meeting you, Victoria,” she smirked, turning on her heels exiting the room.
Vicky tossed her hair over her shoulder, then stepped to the window.
I closed the door.
“What the fuck was that, Victoria?”
“You know what I hate about the east coast?
The snow. It’s almost constant in the winter months.”
She stared at the fluffy snow falling from the sky.
“Is she your girlfriend?”
“It’s been six months. Why the fuck do you care?” I growled.
I exhaled. “It doesn’t matter.”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I dropped my head in my hands.
“Are you fucking her?”
I peeked up, staring at her back. “Of course, I’m fucking her,” I roared.
She didn’t flinch. “Are you eating her pussy?” her voice broke.
I sighed, stepping behind her, stuffing my hands in my sweatpants pockets. “No.” I turned her to face me.
Tears streamed down her face. My eyes widen
ed. I pulled her into my arms.
“Talk to me, Vicky.”
She gripped my back. “The last six months have been pure torture. I wanted to call you. But what would I say? Can we be together in a long-distance relationship in secret? I couldn’t do that to you.”
She peered into my eyes. “Yet here I am because I selfishly needed to see you.” Her fingers caressed my cheek.
“I’m sorry. I’ll let you get back to your life.” She tried, breaking free.
I grabbed her face. Her blue eyes hypnotized me like they had so many times before. My forehead dropped against hers. “How did you get here?”
“A car service.”
“Where are you staying?”
“The Blare.”
“I’ll drive you to your hotel.”
“Zander, you don’t have to.”
“It’s final,” I bit out.
I shrugged on my winter coat, slipped into my winter boots, and shoved my wool hat over my messy mane. Intertwining our fingers, I led her out the door. Students whispered and smiled as we walked down the hall. Vicky’s fingers teased my arm as we walked across campus to my truck.
12
Zander
Victoria sat buckled into the passenger seat of my black Chevy Silverado, gazing out of the window. Her radiant brown hair cascaded over her winter white pea coat. Seeing her again sent blood rushing to my big vein.
I drove out of the parking lot and merged into traffic.
“A guy I hooked up with last year asked to hang out around the beginning of the school year. We went out.”
I gripped the steering wheel. My jaw ticked. Why the fuck was she telling me this shit? I didn’t want to hear about her fucking another guy.
“He asked if he could come up to my dorm room, I told him no. He even tried to kiss me and I turned away. There was no way I could hook up with another guy. You said you’d make it impossible for me to get over you. Fuck, Zander.” She gripped her hair.
I parked the truck in valet, hopped out and helped her out of the passenger side. Tossing the valet attendant, the keys, we strolled inside the hotel.
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