“Poor Mark,” Curtis mumbled to himself.
It seemed Mark would not be getting lucky after all. If it was raining at their house, it was sure as hell was raining in the woods. Like clockwork, Curtis’s cellphone rang. It was Mark.
“Hey man,” Curtis said, peering out of the rain-streaked bay window.
“Hey, ugh, I’m sure you can see from home, right?” Mark yelled into the receiver.
“Yes, it’s a damn hurricane outside. Did your girl even show up?”
“Nah, man. I texted her that we would reschedule. I’m on my way back now. Just thought we could talk about the whole living situation and clear the air.”
Curtis was about to speak when he felt his phone vibrate in his hands. Jessica was calling.
“Um, hey Mark, let me call you back.”
“Yeah, whatever, I’ll be back in a couple minutes,” Mark said, hanging up.
Curtis quickly clicked over the line to hear Jessica’s bubbly voice. It was a relief because he half-expected a melancholy tone saying they should not see each other again.
“Jess? Hey,” Curtis said, leaning on the counter.
“Hey, um, can I come over? I really want to talk to you,” Jessica said.
It sounded like she was in a tunnel.
“Um, sure. I’m home now. My roommate will be in soon, but we can talk for sure.”
“Awesome. I’m on my way. Like five minutes out.”
“Um, Jess?”
“Yeah?”
“Is everything okay?”
“I hope so. I mean yes sure. I just—I want to see you.”
“Come on over then.”
Curtis hung up and took a deep breath. He cleaned up a bit and tossed Mark’s fireman uniform in his room. By the time the doorbell rang, he felt the place was relatively clean, but his heart was pounding. Jessica stood, mildly damp from the rain, in the doorframe.
“Come in. Come in,” Curtis said, smiling and pulling Jessica inside.
“Hey, sorry, to just show up like this,” Jessica said, pulling off he hoodie.
“No, I’m glad to see you. I thought something was wrong.”
“Wrong? Why?”
Curtis rubbed his hands over his buzzed hair, wondering how transparent he should be. He pointed to the sofa in the living room and Jessica sat tentatively. He sat beside her. She really seemed nervous and was knotting her wet fingers together.
“Can I get you a blanket or some dry clothes?” Curtis asked, rubbing her hands in his.
“No, it’s not too bad I—”
Jessica froze and stared off at the photos by the flat screen television. The color was draining out of her face and she sharply pulled her hands out of Curtis’s.
“Jess? What’s wrong?”
Jessica did not answer. She just rose from the sofa and leaned in, staring at the photos on the wall. It was nothing spectacular, just his and Mark’s firemen photos and some other random pictures from when they were both rookies.
“There’s no way,” Jessica said, turning to look at Curtis and then covering her mouth.
“Jess, what the hell is going on? Are you alright?”
“I should go,” Jessica said, grabbing her jacket.
Curtis grabbed her wrist, but she pulled away and headed for the door without another word.
“Jess?” Mark asked as the front door swung open.
“Oh no,” Jessica said.
“Wait, how do you two know each other?” Curtis asked, looking from Mark to Jessica.
Curtis had finally looked at Jessica’s clothes and realized that she was wearing biking shorts. Realization was dawning on Curtis and he felt his stomach sink. There was no way it was possible.
“Um, what am I missing?” Mark asked, slamming the front door.
“I can explain,” Jessica said, looking from Curtis to Mark.
“Explain what?” Mark asked, dropping a picnic basket on the floor.
Curtis rolled his eyes. Mark really was clueless.
“She played us, Mark,” Curtis said, feeling like he wanted to punch a wall.
“No! I had no idea you two knew each other. I’m just as confused as you two are. I met Mark at the coffee shop and Curt at the grocery store. I never put together that you two knew each other let alone were roommates.”
Curtis slumped down on the leather sofa, holding his face in his hands. He knew it was too good to be true.
“Wow, this sucks,” Mark said, leaning back against the closed door.
“No shit, Mark,” Curtis said, bitterly.
“I really didn’t want to hurt anyone. I just met both of you and it was too soon to tell anything,” Jessica said, ringing her fingers together.
“That’s why you freaked out when you saw the photos,” Curtis said, shaking his head.
“Look, it’s an honest mistake, man,” Mark said, walking over to a recliner in the living room.
“Um, no, this is crazy, man. I actually liked her,” Curtis said, pointing at Jessica.
“I liked you too. I liked both of you and it was so early that I just didn’t know who to pick,” Jessica said sighing loudly.
“Well, we’re here. Who do you want?” Mark asked, crossing his arms.
Jessica was silent, looking from Mark to Curtis with widened eyes.
“Jess?” Curtis asked, watching her speculatively.
“I’m thinking. It’s just so soon and—this is so complicated,” Jessica said, holding her forehead.
“Well, I still kind of want my date when the weather’s good again,” Mark said, shrugging.
“Mark, seriously?” Curtis said.
“Look, man. It’s a small town and we all just met her. I just don’t think it’s fair to gang up on her.”
“Who do you like better, Jess?” Curtis asked.
“Curt, you sound like a pussy, man. Besides I didn’t get to sleep with her yet so she can’t know that,” Mark said, winking.
“I’m right here, guys,” Jessica said, plopping down in the sofa.
“Of course, that’s how you wanted to deal with this, with a sex-off,” Curtis said, leaning back on the sofa and rubbing his forehead.
“I mean… would that be so bad though?” Mark asked, sitting in the recliner.
“I don’t know if I like this,” Jessica said, narrowing her eyes at Mark.
“Me neither,” Curtis said flatly.
“I’m saying that it’s all out in the open and I’m all for Jess making her call when she’s ready, but it the meantime, we’re trapped inside. We’re all consenting adults here. Would it really be so bad if we—you know,” Mark said, leaning on his knees and eyeing Jessica up and down.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Jessica asked.
“I’m saying no one has to make a choice today. Like, honestly, Jess if you choose Curt, I’d support you guys, but for today, I say we explore other options,” Mark said, flashing a crooked smile at Jessica.
“Curt?” Jessica asked, reaching for his hands.
She was considering it. In some weird way so was he. He had never done it before. Mark had a threesome or foursome at least once a month and Curtis did wonder.
“Fine, let’s do it then.” Curtis said.
*****
Curtis
Curtis stood back and let Mark lead. He was not sure he was one hundred percent on board, but the swelling between his legs had other ideas as he watched Mark peel Jessica out of her shorts and t-shirt. He could not believe seeing Mark’s hands on Jessica’s body was actually turning him on.
“Suck it, baby,” Mark said, pulling out of a deep kiss with Jessica.
Jessica looked over at Curtis and he nodded slowly. He wanted to see. He could not explain why, but his dick was rock hard and getting harder as Jessica’s tongue dragged up his best friend’s cock.
“Take your clothes off, Curt,” Jessica said, as she stroked Mark.
Curtis obeyed as Jessica started sucking Mark deeper and slower. Curtis found his ha
nd gliding up and down the length of his own swollen member as Jessica worked.
“Come here Curt,” Jessica said, turning to face him.
Without hesitation, Jessica started sucking Curtis’s dick, deep and slow. He held her head as she sent shockwaves through his groin.
“Oh God, that’s so good, Jess,” Curtis said, feeling her kiss between his legs.
“What about me, guys?” Jessica asked sheepishly.
“Sit down, Curt,” Mark said, jutting his chin to the sofa.
Curtis obeyed since this was clearly Mark’s forte.
“Now you can ride him, Jess,” Mark said with ease like he was giving directions to a physical address.
Curtis watched Jessica’s beautiful body glide toward him and his mouth formed the perfect O as she sank down onto his cock.
“You like that, baby?” Curtis asked, teasing her, nipping with his hands and then with his tongue.
“Yes,” Jessica said as she grinded into him.
As she built a rhythm, Curtis clenched his abs to stop himself from coming. A thin sheen of sweat was covering Jessica’s body giving her a sexy, ethereal glow as she climaxed on Curtis’s dick.
“Oh that’s good, Jess,” Curtis said, guiding her hips.
Mark came up from behind her and started kissing her shoulders.
“Don’t mind me,” Mark said, rubbing some lube on his hard cock.
“Jess, lean forward for me, okay?” Mark said, kissing her shoulders.
Curtis watched with amazement as Mark eased his dick into Jessica’s ass. Curtis saw Jessica’s eyes widen and then her mouth fell open. Curtis felt the tightness increase inside of Jessica and it took all of his strength not to come. He could barely move. Jessica was soaking and holding Curtis’s shoulders tight.
“You okay, baby?” Curtis asked, starting to grind slow into her.
“Yes, baby,” Jessica moaned.
“I’m good too, guys. Thanks for asking,” Mark said through gritted teeth. “Or not. I’m gonna come.”
Curtis, Jessica and Mark moved in sync, and Mark held Jessica’s shoulders tight as Curtis could tell he came inside of her. The tightness was overwhelming and Curtis came hard, burying himself in Jessica.
Mark collapsed on the floor and Jessica collapsed on Curtis’s chest. He held her waist, drawing circles on her back with his fingers.
“Do you forgive me?” Jessica whispered in Curtis’s ear.
“What? Of course. I mean it’s crazy, but it’s no one’s fault,” Curtis said in a low voice.
Mark rose from the wood floor and Curtis soon heard the shower come on in the neighboring bedroom.
“What happens to us now?” Jessica asked, tracing Curtis’s jaw with her fingers.
“That’s up to you. I mean this was fun, but I do want you, Jess. I wanted you as soon as you dropped those capers in the grocery store parking lot.”
Jessica smiled broadly and Curtis felt his heart leap.
“Is that why you came by today?”
“Yes. I wanted to tell you everything. I wanted to tell you I choose you. I swear I had no idea you and Mark knew each other until I saw the photos. I damn near had a heart attack.”
“I believe you. I just want you to know I’m serious and I don’t plan on living with him forever.”
“I believe you. Hey, maybe I can set Mark up with my roommate.”
“Um, no offense, but he is nowhere near ready to settle down with anyone.”
“Ha! Neither is my roommate.”
“They would be a match made in heaven then.”
“Is that what we are then?” Jessica asked, kissing his lips.
“I’d say so. You mean a lot to me, Jess. I just want you happy.”
“We should go to your room, Curt.”
“Oh yeah? Why is that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m tired of sharing you. I want you all to myself now.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Curtis jumped off the sofa with Jessica’s legs wrapped around him and her squealing with excitement as he carried her into his room. It was not how he envisioned everything playing out, but he was used to thinking on his feet, and he was used to following his instincts. And right now his instincts were telling him to never ever put out Jessica’s fire, no matter what happened earlier. This was truly the best spark he had ever faced in his entire life and as long as he had her, it was never going out.
THE END
Bonus Story 13 of 40
Mated to the Vampires
Allison
“I can’t believe you’re doing this Ali, you really don’t have to move,” my best friend Rylen pouted and gave me her big blue puppy eyes. I sighed and then went over to give her a big hug.
“It’s time for a change, it’s something I have to do,” I said and she squeezed me tight before eventually letting go.
“Alright…I’m coming to visit once you’re settled in okay?” she gave me a pointed look and I laughed.
“Yes, I want you to come visit. Don’t worry, as soon as I get the guest room set up we’re getting you a ticket,” I told her and she nodded with a heavy sigh.
“Okay…face time me every day and don’t forget to give Maddy a call too from time to time. He’ll miss you,” Maddy was Rylen’s brother and we had all been friends for a long time. Though Maddy and I had grown apart some when he moved out of the city for work.
“I’ll keep in touch with everyone, don’t worry Ry. Now I really have to go before I miss my flight,” I told her and she sighed again.
“Okay… Call me when you land,” she said after hugging me once more. I grabbed the handle of my carry on and then finally took my first steps towards a new life. I was moving to Old Town, Maine from Jersey City. Yeah it was a big change, but I wanted the change, I felt as if my sanity counted on it. Once I was settled on the plane I got comfortable in my seat and pretty much zoned everything out until the beautiful landscape of Maine was below me. I felt like a little kid with my nose pressed against the window.
The end of fall was probably the wrong time to move all the way to Maine, but I was sure the winters couldn’t be that much worse compared to Jersey. Plus, everything looked so… green.
Getting off the plane and catching a cab to my new house took a few hours. But once I was standing in the foyer I took a deep breath and felt like I had done the right thing. Thankfully, movers had gotten everything set up for the most part. All I had to do was empty a few boxes in each room and unpack the stuff in my suitcases. I walked leisurely through the house, it was pretty big, but I loved the charm of it. There were four bedrooms, three and a half baths, an updated kitchen with adjoining dining room. Then there was the downstairs living room, sun room, and out back a nice deck. Upstairs there was a family room and surrounding it a couple of bedrooms, the others were on the lower floor. The house was perfect. I could see myself there forever, maybe with a husband eventually and a couple of kids…
A heavy knock sounded on the door and I wondered who would be visiting me. I hurried down to answer it without checking first and discovered a huge… gorgeous guy standing on the porch.
“Hello, my name is Blayne,” he said in a deep, friendly voice. He was definitely upwards of six feet and built to go along with it. Though it was chilly—forty degrees—he wore a short-sleeved black shirt and khaki shorts. From the look of his thick, defined arms he definitely worked out a lot.
“Uh… Hi, I’m Allison,” I smiled at him politely and he merely smirked in return. There was something about his frosty blue eyes, the way they focused on me, that was vaguely unsettling. Otherwise he was gorgeous, he looked like he stepped out of an Armani ad. He had that chiseled jaw and chin, perfect cheekbones, not too high or defined. He had thick lashes around his eyes and a razor straight nose. His eyebrows weren’t too thick or too feminine looking. Also he had that perfect five o’clock shadow accented by curly shoulder length hair that was loose around his shoulders.
“I live just next door and I saw
that someone was moving in, now here you are,” he smiled at me and I chuckled, a bit nervously.
“Yeah, I uh, I’m coming from new Jersey, so my things got moved in before I did,” I said and he nodded slowly, his eyes looking around over my shoulder.
“I used to know the couple who lived here before you, they moved south for fairer weather,” he said conversationally and then his eyes locked onto mine… again with that strange unsettling focus. “Anyhow, I just wanted to welcome you into the neighborhood. We are a pretty close knit community here… sometimes people don’t take too kindly to outsiders. But I’m sure you’ll fit in,” he said and took a step back, as if to leave.
“Wait, what do you mean people don’t take too kindly to outsiders?” I asked him, that was definitely a weird thing of him to say.
“Like I said… it’s a close knit community,” was all he replied and then with one last wave, he turned around and left. I closed the door and locked it behind him… That was definitely weird. I tried not to let his words bother me, hopefully I wouldn't have trouble with him. I really liked the house and I thought Maine was a beautiful place. Whatever, I wouldn’t let him scare me, that was for sure.
*****
Blayne
“Dammit,” I muttered to myself as I all but ran from Allison’s porch. I had one job and one I was good at. To turn away outsiders, human or otherwise, get them to leave, or run them out of town if I had to. Yet one look at her aquamarine eyes and I couldn’t even deliver my script correctly. Instead of instilling a real caution or fear in her, I probably only made myself seem like a weirdo.
Then her scent seemed to follow me off of the porch, it was like some mixture of fruit and heat that had my brain misfiring. We usually hardly drank directly from humans anymore, but dammit if I hadn’t had about seven different fantasies of taking her vein right there on the porch. This was a problem, this was definitely a problem… and I needed to get a grip.
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