Imperfections

by Shaniel Watson

  I see some of the tension leave his body and he looks down at my hand holding his. "We don't need to define what we are when we're together, Cat. You're right; we weren't together when it happened. It still doesn't mean I don't want to kill him. I'm pissed the fuck off I have to think about you and him together. Again. It's even worse than you just having sex with him because you two have history together, he was your first."

  His nostrils are slightly flaring with every breath he takes. He looks like he's going to walk out again. I have more right than him to be upset. At least I didn't get knocked up by Matt. "How do you think I feel about you and Kate? You didn't just have sex, you might have created another human being with her. That's a bond for life."

  Yeah, that gets his attention. He runs his hands over his face. He moves up on the bed, his hips touching my folded legs. "No one's going to know what happened between me and Matt but everyone is going to know about you and Kate." His hand is on my knee and he turns his body more toward me.

  "That was the worst decision I ever made. If I could do it all over again, it would have never happened."

  "And the same goes for me with Matt the other night." With a sigh, I touch his arm. "I don't want to talk about them anymore. Let's call a truce from now till I leave tomorrow."

  "What does this truce entail?"

  "We won't talk about anyone in my family and he whose name shall not be mentioned."

  "That would be best for both of us."

  I can see he's still upset. He's upset with me as much as he is with Matt. The muscle in his right jaw is still ticking. Rubbing my bare knee he gets up. He wants me to forgive him for Kate but he's hardly looked at me since he came back in the room.

  "I'm going to the gym."

  "You're leaving?"

  "The gym's downstairs. You haven't seen it yet. I'll show it to you another time."

  "Okay."

  "I'm going to work out. Hit the punching bag."

  I feel sorry for the punching bag. Too much drama this early in the day. I blow out a breath, close my eyes, run my fingers through my hair, and lie back against the pillows. Slowly, I drift off into dreamland.

  I'm wearing white lace underwear and a matching bra. Walking in a field of bright red roses surrounded by what looks like a field of clouds. The smell of the flowers is intoxicating. I'm floating off the ground in the air on a bed of fluffy white clouds. I lie back and spread my arms, petals of roses floating up in the air swirl all around me over my skin. They're moving over my legs like a hand caressing my body and it feels good.

  I feel myself being gently pulled back down hovering slightly. I'm not scared. It feels like I've been here before. Nick, he's kissing me on my neck. "Hello, beautiful." Is this a dream?

  I look into his eyes glowing at me. His hand moves between my legs, he rips off my underwear and I gasp. He watches me as he slides his fingers in me. He dips his head low and takes my breast in his mouth and gently licks around my nipple. My head rolls back against the pillow of clouds with my eyes shut. This is the best dream I've ever had. "Mmm…" I feel myself being pulled out of my dream. I don't want to go I want to stay. I open my eyes realizing it's not a dream. I see a pair of amazing clear jewel-colored eyes. As beautiful as they are hard, they are equally mesmerizing.

  He's on top of me on the bed with a wicked lazy smile. "I thought you were going to work out."

  "I changed my mind. I was watching you sleep. I have a better way to work off my aggression."

  I'm kind of apprehensive here. I don't know if this is a good idea. He was really upset and I'm not sure how much he's calmed down. I'm sure this will help him work off some of his aggression, but I don't know if I want to be the one he's working it off on.

  "Aah…" I'm hesitant and he senses my apprehension.

  "I'm good, Cat. Trust me."

  Pressing his lips against mine, he softly kisses me reassuring me he's in control. I nod my head and he whispers to me, a slight smile on his lips,

  "Relax."

  Opening my robe he kisses me on my lips again. His hands and eyes roam over my body from my neck down to my navel. The muscles in my throat work as I swallow, watching him open my legs with his knee, like in my dreams his head dips low. He flicks his tongue over the tip of each of my nipples making them pucker and peak into hard buds. My breathing gets shallower as I feel his warm hot breath on my sensitized nipples. Blowing on one he takes it in his mouth, sucking and rolling it between his teeth and tongue. I can't stop moving under him. I want to rub my legs together to relieve the tension building inside of me but he won't let me. He keeps my legs separated with his.

  I try to run my hands through his hair to get him closer to me as he sucks me deeper in his mouth. He holds one hand up above my head and presses me down into the mattress with the weight of his body. God! I need him to touch me. I arch my back to push farther in his mouth. It's not working, he sucks harder and harder but I need more. He moans against me when he flicks my nipple side to side driving me to pull his head back by his ear making him release my swollen nipple. He grunts, running his fingers over my hard wet nipple.

  "Nick, I need you to touch me." He licks my lips and kisses me hard.

  Moving down my body with wet kisses, he spreads my legs wide open with his hands like he's examining me with his head between my legs.

  "Are you ready?"

  I answer back, "I don't know, do I look ready?"

  He runs his tongue along the side of my lips making my insides quiver. "Yeah, you're ready."

  Placing his hands on the juncture of my thighs, he spreads my folds open with his thumbs. His tongue snakes out of his mouth and licks my creases. My eyes close and open, rolling back into my head at the first lick, my lips part at the feel of his tongue on me.

  "I want to make you feel good."

  His tongue trails down the middle of my throbbing center lapping at the entrance of my opening. My head goes back, my pelvis rocks forward, but I can't move, his arms are on my thighs. With the strength of his hands he keeps me open to him, rendering me immobile until he's ready.

  "I want you to taste how sweet you are to me, on my lips." His tongue slides into me effortlessly mingling with my wetness. I feel it spread out inside me against my walls. Flailing up and down circling my walls, his tongue and his fingers move up over my clit at the same time rubbing me until I'm so heated, my hands tangle in the sheets at my sides. Unable to control myself, I pull them off.

  I bite down on my lip until it's almost painful. My walls constricting around his tongue he stops and replaces his mouth with his fingers sliding in me. He watches me when he slips his fingers in and slowly pulls them out and in, he holds them there. I grind myself against his hand trying to get as close as possible creating more friction.

  "Open your mouth, Cat." I do as he says. He withdraws his fingers from me and places them in my mouth.

  My lips close around his fingers sucking them deep into my mouth. Making a gravelly sexy sound deep in the back of his throat, he's watching me taste myself on his fingers, with intense unleashed heat in his eyes. He draws his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue. Once again, I greedily suck his tongue into my mouth hard. Our hands are everywhere, touching, pulling, pushing. Pressed together, moaning and writhing with need, our tongues dance against each other. He frees his self and pushes the thick rock hard head of his penis against my opening, swirling it around my wetness almost penetrating me.

  "I need you inside me now, Nick, now."

  "Baby, I need a condom, wait, wait." He pulls one out of his drawer, pulls it on and presses into me, my walls close tight around him. He holds my legs open and my hands curl round his strong, firm muscular shoulders. With slow, sweet agonizing circular movements he strokes, grinding into me hard, the base of his dick pressed against me airtight.

  "Cat, you feel so fucking good."

  My mouth is open wide like the rest of me but the only thing coming out is air. He pulls out inch by agonizing slow inch to
the tip, slamming back into me hard, taking me by surprise. "Aaah!" My back arches up and he holds still, pulls back and again slams back into me.

  "Aaah!" This time I'm not so surprised, it feels good with him pressed against my clit giving me the friction I need. He repeats his movements each time picking up speed.

  "So. Good. Cat."

  In the distance, I hear a door slam and what sounds like a man's voice calling Nick's name.

  He grabs my bottom lip between his teeth and kisses me. "Nick?" I breathe his name. I can see the muscles working in his jaw. He shakes his head at me in answer.

  "Turn over on your stomach," he tells me, quickly pulling out of me and flipping me on my stomach. "Hold on to the pillow and spread your legs apart." He pulls me up by the hips onto my knees and slams into me so hard I scream his name.

  "Ah, Nick!" The force of his deep penetration as he slams into me is equal parts pleasure and pain. He's never been so deep inside me, pushing past my walls, opening me with fast, hard, circular strokes with his hips. Leaning over me, he squeezes my breast between his fingers intensifying the sensations with him inside me between my legs. I grip the pillows under me endlessly moaning.

  "You okay, too much?"

  "No, keep going it feels good," I tell him, not wanting him to stop. He pulls back again and slams into me this time faster and harder. He repeats this over and over again until I scream his name repeatedly. He doesn't stop talking to me.

  "Yes. Nick. Yes."

  "This is my pussy, Cat. Mine."

  "Yes, Nick, yes."

  "This dick is yours, fucking yours."

  "Yes, no one else's."

  "Yes, fuck, Cat, fuck."

  My walls grip around him squeezing tight. I don't know what I'm saying anymore. He slams into me one last time and I explode like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

  "Hold on, babe, I'm coming."

  He's still moving inside me, riding me hard, when I hear him scream his release seconds later. His hands around my waist dig into my skin almost painfully holding me up. We fall onto the bed still together. I feel his weight on top of me and the sweat from our bodies, out of breath, breathing hard and panting. He kisses me on my shoulder, moves my hair to the side of my back and kisses me on my neck sucking the spot around his lips soothing it with his tongue.

  I can't speak. I'm so weak, but I know what he's doing. "Nick, don't do that someone might see it."

  A contented sigh is his only response, running his hand against the side of my ass up my side stroking the side of my breast. He gets up to get rid of the condom. I'm half asleep when he comes back and puts the covers over me. He puts his hand across my back and massages me.

  "Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?"

  "No."

  "Are you sure?"

  "I'm sure. It was all good."

  "I got a little carried away."

  "Did you? You can get carried away anytime you want."

  He kisses me on the tip of my nose. "Good. I will."

  I giggle and he smiles brushing my hair behind my ears. I'm drifting into sleep and when my eyes close I hear him say,

  "I love you, Catherine Reed."

  Nick

  "What up, bro?"

  Drinking a beer, my brother Gage is sitting in the kitchen one foot propped up on my table.

  "What the hell are you doing here, you ever hear of knocking, calling before you come over?" I slap his foot off the table and take a beer from the pack on the table.

  "Hey, man, I called you. I can hear why you didn't answer, wild times. Shit, if it was as good as it sounded, I wouldn't answer either."

  "Shut up and keep it down. She's sleeping."

  "She should be, the torture you were putting on her."

  I give him a murderous look. "Watch it."

  "Hey, damn touchy, aren't we? You usually don't care. Who is she?"

  "Never mind. Where have you been?"

  He shrugs and leans back in the chair, relaxed as usual. "Chilling. Thanks for helping Logan out."

  "I believe him. If I didn't, I wouldn't."

  "Shannon is full of shit, she caught Logan kissing some girl at a party and she freaked out."

  "In front of people?"

  "Yeah, he had to drag her drunk ass out of there. She attacked the girl he was with; he didn't want her to go to jail so he took her home."

  "He should have let her drunk ass go to jail then he wouldn't be in there."

  "That's true."

  "I hope you're staying out of trouble."

  "You know me."

  "I do. That's why I'm asking."

  "Put your eyebrows down, man. I've been scaling back a little, less partying, more studying."

  I sit back and study him for a minute. "Really?"

  "I know I was partying hard last year. That's what you do when you're a freshman, live it up, drink, party. Hook up and wake up and do it again."

  "With all the partying, hooking up, and underage drinking, there should be some studying in between." I'm the last person who should give him a lecture on what he's doing. When I was his age I did some wild shit. More than underage drinking and partying, I didn't get caught. And I kept my GPA up so my father wasn't on my ass all the time.

  "I know my GPA took a big hit."

  "Dropping from a 3.5 to 2.3 is more than a big hit."

  "I see you've been talking to Dad."

  "He said to give him a call."

  "When you talk to him he'll be glad to know I've decided to stop wasting his money."

  That is exactly what my dad would say. "I see you've talked to him."

  "Two months ago. Let's move on to a lighter, happier topic. I hear Ava's here, how long is she staying?"

  "Indefinitely, she's going bicoastal. Opening another store here."

  "All right, I love partying with A."

  I look toward the bedroom. I hear noise, Cat must be awake. She hasn't seen Gage in years, but she's not going to be happy when she finds out he was here when we were having sex. Knowing Gage, he's going to go out of his way to tease her and piss me off.

  "Seriously, who's in there?"

  "None of your business. It's time for you to go."

  "What, is it top secret information, is she famous?"

  "Nick," she calls my name and I hear the sleepy rasp in her voice coming from the room.

  Gage leans forward in his chair, his hand on the table. "No need to tell me, I'm about to find out who the sexy vixen is, got you wrapped up tight."

  I get up and lean over the table giving him a warning. "Take it easy. Watch your mouth." I turn around and walk to her before she comes all the way out. She's in the white robe, hair's disheveled, looking thoroughly fucked and adorably sexy. I put my hands on her small waist and block her view so she doesn't see Gage yet. "Hey, baby, you're up." I kiss her cheek.

  "You're always leaving me alone in your bed."

  "I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you; you look so cute when you're curled up sleeping in my bed."

  "I don't know how cute I am when I'm sleeping but I'll take your word for it. What are you doing out here without me to entertain you?"

  She runs her hands up my arms.

  "My brother's here." Her eyes light up with surprise.

  "Gage!"

  "The only one I have."

  "I haven't seen him in forever." The look of surprise on her face changes like I knew it would, to irritation. In a whispered shout she asks, "Was he here when we were having sex? I thought I heard someone calling your name but you acted like—"

  "Cat, I couldn't stop if I wanted to." I smile at her with my most charming smile. "Tell the truth, you couldn't either."

  "He heard all of that? She slams her head against the center of my chest. "Oh my God, I'm so embarrassed."

  I try not to laugh. I don't want embarrassment to turn into anger. "Trust me, he's heard worse. Go put some clothes on."

  "I thought this is how you wanted me," she says, eyebrow arched.

  "Not a
round my brother, put some clothes on."

  "I don't think Gage would mind if I walked around in nothing but my robe, especially when I give him a long, lingering hug. Do you think he'll mind with me being naked under this?"

  "Cat, if you don't get your little ass in there and change—"

  "Calm down, calm down. You're not laughing anymore?"

  "I didn't find anything you said funny."

  "Neither did I." She spins away and walks back in the room." I turn around and walk back to where Gage is standing.

  "Where is she? This girl must be something special, you keeping her away from me like a national treasure. Don't worry I'm not going to steal her."

  "That's the last thing in the world I'm worried about."

  "You doubting my skills when it comes to the opposite sex? Don't sleep on my powers of persuasion, slays them every time."

  "Yeah, right."

  "Gage Alexander."

  My brother looks over my shoulder and his eyes look like they're going to pop out of his head. He turns his head to me with the same shocked look. A smile creeps up his face. He walks past me over to Cat and lifts her up off her feet in a hug. She smiles from ear to ear hugging him back.

  "Catherine Reed, what the hell are you doing here fucking around with this asshole?

  "I've been trying to convince you to be my girlfriend since I was eight."

  "You can put her down now, Gage, and get your hands off her."

  "Why? This is Cat."

  "I know who she is." Put her down.

  "Gage, you're a man. You look so different."

  "If anyone looks different it's you. Wow, you were fine before but you took it to another level." He stands back holding her hand, looking her up and down.

  "So have you, I would hardly recognize you if I walked past you on the street. What have you been doing?"

  "Living the College life like a rock star."

  She smiles and shakes her head. "You've always reminded me of a surfer boy slash rock star."

  "You know that's a winning combination: love, sex, drugs, rock and roll."