by LK Collins
“Glad to see you’re watching some ball,” my dad says. “Listen, I’m gonna run so I can stop by the office on the way out to the airport.”
“Sounds good, have a good time.”
“Thanks.” He pats my shoulder, and then he’s gone.
I’m not sure how long I stay on the couch or how much of the game I even watch, the pills have me so spun. But the doorbell rings and I’m hesitant to answer it; it’s always people selling shit. Then I remember I gave Arion my address, but there’s no way she would show up over here without calling me. Would she?
Looking out the peephole on the door, I’m shocked. Damn straight she would. This chick is fucking crazy. Upon opening it, I’m struck by her beauty. So natural and confident, instantly my cock twitches and begins to grow, straining the fabric of my shorts. Damn thing has a mind of its own.
“Hey,” I say.
“Hey. So this is really where you live?”
“Yeah, did you think I was lying?” I ask, gesturing her inside. She walks past me, looking around, and I kiss her on the cheek. Hmm, she smells so good. “Why didn’t you call?”
“You didn’t say I needed to,” she responds, setting her purse down.
“True, I just assumed you would.”
“When it comes to me, Bain, don’t assume anything.”
“That, I can do.” She sits at the island and I ask, “Are you hungry?” I ask, knowing I need food to get my head leveled.
“I always am.”
“Me too. Wanna eat?”
“Depends on what you’re making.”
I glance in the freezer, naming the first thing that I see. “I can put a pizza in the oven.”
“Pizza’s cool,” she says looking around the house.
She seems nervous, not like herself. “Are you all right?” I ask.
“Yeah, why?”
“You just seem a little distracted.”
“I just didn’t expect your house to look like this.”
“Well, it’s not my house. It’s my parents’.”
“You know what I mean, this place is crazy nice. Where are they this weekend?”
“My dad is out of town on business and my mom is...” I stop myself before answering.
“Girls’ weekend? Cabo? Business too?” she asks.
I shake my head and figure honesty is the way to go after she was so upfront at the restaurant. “She’s in rehab.”
“Oh shit Bain. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, it’s better for her there right now.”
Arion nods her head as if she understands.
“Want me to show you around?” I ask.
“Sure.”
I pop the pizza in the oven and then reach for her hand, before leaving the kitchen. I start with the main level which is our family room, my dad’s office, dining room, kitchen, and the indoor pool. I press the button, opening the automatic roof and she stares at the pool, steam dissipating off of it in the cold, spring air.
“Holy shit,” she exclaims. “You can swim year round?”
“Yeah, we can as well if you’re interested, later.”
She turns towards me and I can see that look in her eyes. She doesn’t make a move, and since I know I need to eat, neither do I. I show her the rest of the house, the basement, and then upstairs.
“What’s this room?” she asks.
Shaking my head, I don’t answer her question and walk off. She follows me into the kitchen and just when I pull the pizza out, she says, “Come on, Bain, you don’t need to keep things from me.”
“It was my sister’s.”
“Did she move out?”
Tilting her head to the side, she looks at me. I don’t know how to say the words without breaking down. On the fridge is her memorial card and I pass it to her.
It takes Arion one glance to know right away what she’s holding and a sheen of white covers her face. “Oh God, Bain. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking, coming here, into your home like this without calling you first. I can go.”
“No, no, it’s fine, you didn’t know and I didn’t know how to tell you. Trust me when I say I want you to be here, I really do. Please don’t leave.”
She stares down at the picture and runs her thumb over Kinsey’s face. “Jesus, she was so young. Was she older or younger?”
“Younger, by about a minute and a half. We were twins.”
“Shit. If I could ask, how did she die?”
“It was her decision, Arion. Listen, I don’t know if I can talk about this right now.”
She nods her head in understanding and places the card back on the fridge. “Jesus, life can be so fucked up.”
“Can it? Or is it the people around us who make stupid ass decisions?”
She doesn’t answer me and an awkward silence takes over the kitchen. I fear I’ve said something wrong, but sometimes, I don’t know how to talk around her.
“Come on, let’s eat. I know you came here for business.”
She smirks at me in only the way Arion can.
-Kinsey-
As the rest of the class floods out, I get up and pretend to head that way. Although Anthony asked me to stay after, I know I shouldn’t – he’s my teacher and I don’t want to get him in trouble.
“Kinsey, can I see you?” he asks. I turn and see him walk towards me. “Where were you going?” he whispers.
I shrug my shoulders looking into his alluring eyes, they are the color of the sky and lighter than any I’ve ever seen.
“I don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“How could you get me in trouble? I’m allowed to ask my students to stay after class.”
“Anthony, it’s more than that. Maybe it’s just me, but I sense a tension between us.”
Taking my hand, he briefly holds it and says, “No. It’s not just you. That’s why I wanted you to stay. Will you have dinner with me, tonight?”
Tilting my head, I look at him quizzically. “You won’t get me in trouble, I promise. I’m only here for the week, then Snell will be back and if I don’t get to know you now…Well, I’ll always regret it.”
“Okay, just dinner though.”
He winks at me, kissing the top of my hand, and I almost come undone. I guess it’s because I’ve never had anyone show me attention like this. Of all the people I’ve been involved with, it’s been purely sex. There has been no romancing to get us to home base.
-Arion-
Watching Bain devour his pizza has to be one of the sexiest things ever. I mean, how do you even eat pizza and turn someone else on? It must be my dirty sex-filled mind watching his tongue and mouth, imagining the things I want him to do me.
I love how the simple things with him distract me from the reality and the pain of what I’ve gone through. Knowing that Bain has been through a similar loss so recently, comforts me in a way, it’s like he can relate. Since losing Nate, I haven’t let anyone aside from his parents and Aubrey, know what I’m really going through. But with Bain, he knows; he’s been there himself.
Looking at him, my pain is replaced with a need, a need for the pleasure of something. It’s something I really can’t control.
He mutes the TV, which is on ESPN, and turns towards me. “Do you have a curfew?” he asks sarcastically.
I shake my head. “No, definitely not.”
“Good, just checking,” he says leaning over and pressing his lips to my neck. My senses awaken. His touch does that to me. Even being in close proximity to him sets me off. “Get undressed,” he orders.
Swallowing hard, I push away the butterflies in the pit of my stomach and stand before him. He leans back with his arms outstretched behind him, watching me intently. The intensity in his eyes makes me nervous. It’s almost like I’m going to disappoint him, which is not something I’m used to.
Lifting the hem of my white t-shirt above my head, he stares at my breasts like he’s never seen them before, then I realize, he hasn’t. Standing before him in just
my bra and panties, he says, “The rest.”
I shake my head, wanting him to do it. A devilish grin spreads across his face when he catches on to my game. He stands up and stalks towards me. I take a step back, wanting to entice him.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he says reaching for me, but I slip out of his grasp and make a dash for the pool. Bain is close behind me. I cannot only sense his presence, but hear his deep breathing as well. My heart pounds against my chest, the anticipation of him catching me is too great. Then the moment I’m close enough to the water, I dive in. The warm water engulfs me and when I come up for air, Bain is undressing. I watch him take off every last piece of clothing, ‘til he stands before me completely naked, and sexy as sin.
His cock is fully hard and he’s pissed that he couldn’t get to me. I know that playing with him like this has driven him mad. He dives in and comes right to me, but I don’t move. As much as I want to keep playing, I stay where I am, having him right where I want him. As he surfaces, his hands skim my body and he pulls me against him, throwing me over his shoulder so my ass is in the air. The cold air pricks my skin, but it’s quickly washed away with his warm hand as he lands a firm smack. Even though I still have my underwear on, they don’t protect me. The sting of the air, water, and his hand send a chill through my system.
“That’s for running from me,” he says. “And this is for making me wait to see you naked.” Another loud noise echoes in the room and he shreds my thin lace underwear while I balance on his shoulder, then he tosses them in the water. He rubs two fingers inside of my folds, then sets me down. His touch, oh God, his touch is something else. It ignites my insides and takes everything I have to control the jolts that burn through me as he unclasps my bra. Standing before him in the shallow end of the water, he has claimed me. Two of his fingers sink deep inside of me, while his other hand has removed my bra and begins to caress my breasts.
“Fuck, your tits are perfect,” he says leaning down and taking a nipple in between his soft lips, then he nips on the end. I moan in response, pulling him harder against me. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you, Arion?”
“Maybe,” I respond, loving how easily he is to play with. He squints his eyes and looks into mine. His are the color of the water, so light and wanting. With an act of brazenness, I reach down and clench his hard cock.
“You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” With a tiny nod, I frantically start kissing him and he walks us across the pool. I stumble a few steps, then when we reach the far edge, I wrap my arms and legs around him. He presses my back against the cold tile. Shivers take over me and only get worse when he lifts me out of the pool and sets me on the ledge.
“Open your legs,” he orders.
I do so, but it’s not wide enough. Bain shakes his head in displeasure and takes my feet, setting them right where he wants them, far apart. Looking down at his tattooed fingers, he holds my legs even wider and blows a breath of cold air on my clit. I squirm, but he doesn’t allow me to move, holding me motionless while he takes his time dipping his tongue in between my slit.
Fuck, he’s good. Leaning back, I stretch one arm above me and clench his hair with the other. I love how he does whatever he wants to me. My insides scream for a release, and with Bain, I know it won’t be long ‘til he gives me one.
I close my eyes, enjoying the bliss. This is one of the only places where I’m at peace. All the pain of the last seven months is gone. Everything vanishes and nothing that I’ve been through matters. I’m just right here in this moment. Freedom surrounds me – clear, even, deep freedom. There are no worries when I’m here. Just pleasure. Just ecstasy. Just…
Abruptly everything becomes too intense, and I moan loudly, giving the control of my body over to Bain. Without holding back my noises, he pulls away and says, “Fuck yeah; let me hear how good it feels.”
He moves back into me and sinks two of his fingers deep inside, rubbing so softly. I clench tightly around them, imagining they are his cock. Stroking and working me close to climax. Being greedy, I fight coming with all that I can. ‘Til finally I submit, letting my body fall against the hard cement floor.
Bain pushes against me the moment I let go. The pressure is almost too much to handle, and I lift my ass a little off the ground, countering him, pushing back just as hard. As I come violently, my noises echo around the room. The perfect combination of his fingers and tongue is too much for me to ward off and send me completely out of this world.
After my body settles, I try to tame my breathing and blink a few times, but he doesn’t give me a minute. Instead, he lifts me back into the water and grabs my face with his wet hands. “I’ve always wanted to fuck in here,” he says.
With heavy breaths, I want to give him that more than anything and reach between us. “Are you okay without a condom? I’m on birth control.” I reply. He nods his head and I glide him inside of me. Water leads his cock, giving me the best sensation and right away I love having him nestled inside my pussy. Finally. It feels like we’ve been waiting for this moment, forever. He growls, as we stand like this, holding both my breasts, and I wrap my body around him. Our bodies fit so perfectly together. Bain looks into my eyes without moving, but I need more of him. Not wasting another second, I jive my hips, guiding myself up and down his shaft, getting the right friction, just where I need it.
Feeling what each other really feels like, he murmurs, “Fuck, you’re greedy.” And leaves sweet kisses on my shoulder.
“It’s your cock, it’s fucking amazing,” I say breathlessly.
“You feel just as good. We can do this all weekend if you want.”
Watching how we fuck and the way his tattooed body looks against my white skin is something else. I nod my head, agreeing to a weekend’s worth of sex. I can’t resist him, and I definitely want to do this all weekend. I’m not sure how he doesn’t need to move more urgently. He’s patient, unlike me. What I’m doing is not enough. I need more. Harder. Deeper. Rougher. I’ll take anything he’s willing to give as long as it’s more.
“Fuck me,” I command, frustrated from bucking my hips.
“You want me to fuck you?” he asks, bracing his hands on my sides.
“Please.” Finally he sinks all the way into me. Looking down, into the water, his hands grasp my skin and it’s just the right amount of pain. Then he helps to guide me up and down his massive cock, meeting my movements. There’s no mercy in how he fucks me. It’s fast and hard, long and deep; each time a calculated, purposeful thrust.
“Yes, yes, God yes,” I chant, loving the deep pressure.
Our eyes meet as he moves and I’m taken aback to see a little bit of Nate in him. I don’t know why or what it is, but it’s there. I shouldn’t be thinking of him right now and I know that, but for a brief moment, there he was in front of me. Shaking my head to break the connection, I kiss Bain, plunging my tongue into his mouth. He meets mine and we tangle them together, the same way our tangled bodies collide.
Endorphins wash over me and again…I let go. The instant I come, he’s right there with me. It’s one of the best I’ve had, so strong and satisfying. I’ve never had the craving within me calmed, but Bain just did it. When our bodies come back down to earth, Bain asks me, “Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are when you come?”
“Only then?” I ask with my eyebrows scrunched together.
“No, not only then, especially then. God, I want to fuck you over and over again.”
“Maybe I’ll let you.”
_____
You can’t stay the night, you can’t stay the night, you can’t stay the night. Those are the words that I repeat in my head as I lay in Bain’s arms. After the pool, we managed to get into the shower, which just turned to more sex. Then, we spent the rest of the day lounging.
“Does staying the night together count if we don’t sleep?” Bain asks in between yawns.
I can’t hold back the laugh, “Uhhhh, it does because you’re exhausted. Get some rest, I’ll be
back tomorrow.”
“How early?” he questions.
“I don’t know, when I wake up. Why?”
“Because I want your pussy to be the first thing I feel when I open my eyes.”
“I think I can make that happen.”
He yawns again and pulls me on top of him. “Sorry, I’m so tired, my dad and I had a long drive back from Virginia today.”
“Is that where your mom is?”
“Yeah,” he responds, moving a stand of hair out of my face and behind my ear.
“I’m assuming losing your sister is what pushed her over the edge?”
He nods his head and I don’t want to pry any further into his family business.
“What about your family, are you close with them?” he asks.
“I don’t have many memories of my parents; they both passed in a car accident when I was a kid.”
“Damn, I’m sorry.”
“It’s all right. I’m lucky to be alive. I was with them when their car was hit by a drunk driver.”
“Arion, that’s horrible. How old were you?”
“I was four.”
“Who raised you after that?”
“My grandma for a little while, but she passed when I was eleven. After that I was bounced around with family and never really had a place to call home.
“I really don’t know how you keep plugging along like you do.”
“What choice do I have?” I look him in the eyes and rest my hand on his hair. “All of that is the reason I am the way I am. It seems everyone I love, I lose. For me, this is how I protect myself.”
