The Object of His Desire

by S. R. Watson

  “What are you doing Nevaeh? Why are you . . .” He draws the correct conclusion as he gets closer to the bed. “Ah baby, come here.” He takes the bleach and rag out of my hand. I look away, but he turns me to face him. He wipes away my tears with the back of his hands.

  “I think I’ll have that bath now,” I say trying to slip past him. He grabs my hands and pulls me into his embrace.

  “Please don’t be embarrassed Heaven. What you gave me is beautiful and special. I already saw the blood baby. It was on me too.”

  “Ugh,” I groan.

  “I wear it like a badge of honor-as a consummation of our union. Thank you for such a one-of-a-kind gift.” Landon leans down and kisses me and I can feel the sincerity of his words in his caress. We join hands and he leads me to the bathroom down the hall. The sight before me is like a dream. Floral undertones waft from the bubble filled tub while the tea lights around the edge create a romantic ambiance. I look at him in complete awe.

  “Let’s get you undressed sweetheart.” He helps me out of my clothes and into the tub. The hot water initially stings my hoo ha as I slide into the water, but then it feels soothing. Landon scoops a couple of handfuls of water across my body before kissing me on the forehead.

  “This is so sweet Landon.” A lump forms in my throat and my eyes mist. This man really loves me.

  “Anything for you Heaven. Relax now while I go cook us dinner. I have something special in mind,” he winks.

  “Okay.” When he leaves, I’m left alone to replay this evening’s events. The whole thing was magical and perfect. Landon makes me feel like the center of his universe. I feel that we were always destined to be together. It is because of this that I can let go of some of the guilt I feel about being with him before he officially breaks it off with Giselle. She had already lost him before he stepped foot in my bedroom today. I did not take him.

  I don’t know where things will go from here regarding our living arrangements, but I know that we are on the cusp of change. Things can’t possibly remain the same. I’m pulled from my reverie when Peyton enters the bathroom. She takes in the scene before her and gives me a sad smile.

  “So much for waiting huh?”

  “Peyton—” I begin.

  “I heard you guys, Nevaeh.” She shakes her head slightly. “Not to mention, Thor is in the kitchen with a silly grin plastered to his face.”

  “Look I won’t apologize. It was spontaneous. We were planning to wait, but then we just both acted on the undeniable chemistry.” I don’t want my best friend to look at me like a home wrecker.

  “I’m not the person you guys need to apologize to. I saw this coming before you two did. I knew it was only a matter of time. I’m happy you found your way back to each other. I’m just worried about how this is going to change our dynamics because I can guarantee Giselle will not be as understanding.”

  “I worry about that too,” I admit. My fingers fidget underneath the water. Even if we hadn’t had sex, things still wouldn’t have been any easier. Once Landon tells Giselle about our past and his unresolved feelings, she is going to feel betrayed. We pretended not to know each other for God’s sake.

  “Enough soaking already,” Peyton says to lighten the mood. “Get your boyfriend stealing ass out of the tub so you can give me all the wicked details before dinner,” she jokes.

  My alarm goes off and I search for my phone to turn it off. I’m not ready to get up. I had a late night of dinner and cuddling on the couch with Landon. I roll to my left and bump into something hard. My hands feel around until I distinctly feel Landon’s body next to mine. What the hell? I know he didn’t come to bed with me last night. The obnoxious sound stops and Landon gets out of bed. I guess it wasn’t my alarm after all. He opens the drapes and the early morning light shines through.

  “When did you sneak in my bed Mr.?” I joke.

  “Around two, I guess. I didn’t want to sleep without you.” He jumps back into bed and hovers over me. “How are you feeling this morning? Are you sore?” He leans down and places a small peck to my lips.

  “Why? Are you finally ready for round two?” I taunt.

  “What do you mean ‘finally ready’? You act as though you have been waiting for round two,” he quirks that sexy as eyebrow of his and I admit I swoon a little.

  “Maybe,” I confess.

  “Hmmm, good to know. For now though, I want you to get dressed.”

  “What for?” I grab my phone and see that is a little after six in the morning. I roll my eyes at him. “Do you know what time it is?”

  “Of course I do, smart ass. I’m the one who set the alarm. Remember? Now get dressed please.”

  He slaps my ass and this similar action that he shares with Giselle irks me somewhat. Of course he is clueless. “I want you to come to practice with me this morning. I want you to see me in action.”

  “You mean you want me to see why they call you Thor,” I tease.

  “Of course. That too,” he laughs. “Is it crazy that I just want you with me?”

  “I guess not since I want to be around you too. How do you plan on explaining my presence though?”

  “That won’t be hard. Women come watch us practice all the time. I just usually ignore them. Come and after practice we can grab lunch.” I’m already getting up, but my inner thighs and woman bits protests any fast movement. “I told you that you’d be sore,” he winks. The fucker doesn’t miss anything.

  “Whatever. I’ll be ready in twenty minutes. I grab a pair of jeans, a university tee, and some undergarments to take to the bathroom to get ready. When I come out, Landon is leaning against the couch sipping on what I’m guessing is his new pre-workout drink. He grabs another bottle from the counter that I hadn’t noticed before.

  “Here. Drink this. It’s a chocolate protein drink to tide you over until we can get lunch.” I take a sip and it is actually pretty tasty.

  “Not bad,” I voice.

  “I thought you might like that flavor. Now let’s get going before I’m late and the coach has me run extra laps. You can text Peyton on the way and let her know where you are.”

  “Okay, but you bet not get me harassed by your THOT squad.” His eyebrows knit together in confusion and then he bellies out a boisterous laugh. He thinks my ‘those hoes over there’ reference is hilarious.

  “I won’t let them fuck with you and they’re not my THOT squad.”

  “You’re going to be on the field, crazy. Whatever, I’ll just tell them to watch the coaches,” I joke. We make it to the football stadium in less than fifteen minutes. Landon wasn’t kidding. Women have arrived in packs to hopefully be seen by the players. They are so obvious in their skimpy excuse for clothes. I snort laugh as I find a place in the stands. Landon leaves to change for practice. I initially listen as the women describe in great detail what they would be willing to do to the players and have done to them, but when Landon steps on the field, he completely owns it. His swag and air of confidence is only a small part of it. Play after play, his passes find their way into the receiver’s hands. I watch as he scrambles, dodges, and maneuvers to put himself in the necessary passing range. And holy fuck, does he have an arm! The women hoot and chant Thor repeatedly. Surprisingly, I’m neither intimidated nor jealous of the attention. He’s mine in every way that counts. So take that bitches. I watch the rest of his practice in awe of his unbelievable talent. When practice is over, I head back to the Escalade so he doesn’t have to come find me. I don’t want to raise questions neither of us are prepared to answer.

  I’m leaning against the truck when Landon walks up. “Why didn’t you wait for me?” he questions. He pulls me into his embrace and plants a soft kiss against my lips.

  “I didn’t want you to have to explain me,” I answer pulling him back to my lips. Someone clears his throat and I jump away from him. It’s Gavin.

  “I fucking knew it. I thought I had confirmation when I saw Nevaeh alone in the stands without Peyton, but now I really hav
e confirmation. Thor, you dirty bastard. I’m your best friend. Why didn’t you tell me?” I look around nervously to make sure we’re still alone. Everyone still knows of him being with Giselle. I don’t want the gossip to start.

  “Keep your voice down Gavin. Not here. We’ll talk later.” Landon urges.

  “Fine, but for the record, I knew you two had to be involved. Does Giselle know yet?”

  “No so drop it until later.” Landon opens the door for me before going around to the other side to get in.

  “You better fess up bro. Don’t get caught with your hand in the cookie jar. See you tonight.” He waves his hand and head off in the opposite direction.

  “What’s tonight?” I dig.

  “I Prevail is in concert tonight and we’re all going.”

  “Oh.” I love that group, but I know they must have gotten tickets ages ago.

  “You’re going too. I have an extra ticket since Giselle isn’t here. I was going to surprise you. Gavin has a big mouth.”

  “Giselle’s ticket, huh?”

  “That’s all you heard? Don’t think of it that way. Let’s just have a fun night out. Peyton is going too.” I guess he’s right. Gavin just awakened the guilt that has been lurking beneath the surface. That and feeling the need to not be seen with Landon around campus has me feeling like I’m standing in Giselle’s shadow, ugh.

  THE CROWD GOES WILD as I Prevail performs their hit song “Blank Space.” I’m so lost in the music that I jump when hands slide around my hips. Landon positions himself behind me and I can feel his erection against my ass. The music is too loud to carry on a conversation, but we don’t need words. If Mike didn’t know of mine and Landon’s involvement, he knows now. As I sway to the music, Landon’s fingers draw circles around my navel under my shirt. After the initial shock wears off, our group gives the concert in front of them their undivided attention.

  Landon and I are in our own little bubble surrounded by hundreds of people. He nibbles on my ear, but he never progresses toward an obscene display of affection. I can feel myself falling a little harder for him and I didn’t think that was possible. I don’t have to question what he is feeling in this moment—whether this current of chemistry is flowing through him as well. He turns me to face him and I wrap my arms around his neck. I stand on my tiptoes while he leans down. He mouth finds mine and I open immediately for him. He kisses me while alternating soft nibbles to my bottom lip. The crowd continues their jumping and hollering around us—oblivious to this private moment we’re sharing. I’m sure Peyton, Gavin, and Mike, has observed our PDA, but are turning a blind eye. For now.

  When the concert ends, everyone prepares to go their separate ways—including Peyton. I think they sensed that our make out session during the concert was the interlude for what was to come. Fuck being sore. I’m going to have Landon tonight. I’ve waited long enough for a repeat performance. I want to explore that humongous cock of his. I want to devour every inch of him. He makes me heated with just a look and I think he knows it. Peyton says she is going to eat breakfast at IHop with Gavin and Mike before staying the night at the sorority house. She winks at me and I decipher that as girl code for ‘get your fuck on.’ I wink back because well, ‘mission accepted.’

  Gavin whispers a few words in Landon’s ear before patting him on the back. He was probably issuing the guy version of our girl code, but I don’t care. I’m just ready to have Landon all to myself. The ride home is quiet as we listen to I Prevail’s “My Heart I Surrender” on CD. When we cross the threshold of our living room, Landon is on me. My shirt buttons down the front, but not anymore. Buttons splatter across the floor as he rips my shirt open. He pulls the cups of my bra down and my breasts spill over the top ready for the attention that he quickly gives them. He squeezes and sucks until I’m begging him to fuck me. He drops to his knees and begins tugging my jeans down.

  “You have too many clothes on baby,” he growls. He slides my jeans and panties off together in one pull. I kick them off and then urge him to stand so I can return the favor. I unbutton his jeans and I can feel him growing underneath my hands. I reach into his boxer briefs and set his gorgeous cock free before inching his jeans to his ankles. I drop to my knees and his eyes glaze over in anticipation. A bead of liquid forms at the tip of his dick as my hand glides over it. I stroke him slowly and he hardens even more. I give some attention to his balls and his cock twitches. I carefully wrap my lips around him and begin to suck as much of his cock as I can. His girth stretches my mouth wider. I continue stroking the base of him as I bob up and down on his length.

  His hand tangles in my hair as guttural sounds escape him. “Fuck, that feels so fucking good baby. Please don’t stop.” He begins to fuck my mouth and sets his own tempo. I take him deeper and he bucks. I have him coming undone and I fucking love it. I take him deeper still and he screams out. “Fuuuucccck!!!! No gag relax—that’s sexy as fuck!” He tries to push my head back as he approaches his climax, but I won’t let him deny me of my reward. I suck him faster, harder, and deeper until he is no longer able to deny me his orgasm.

  “I’m going to come baby,” he warns.

  I grab his ass with both hands and suck him deeper in response. He explodes to the back of my throat and I take every salty drop. I wasn’t expecting the thickness of it, but I’m glad I could bend him to my will. I may have been a virgin, but I learned everything I could about sex for this very moment. I lick my lips and he raises me to my feet.

  “Please tell me you’ve never done that for anyone,” he half jokes. “That was fucking amazing.”

  “Nope. I’ve never given head to anyone, but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t learn all that I could about it,” I smile. “I guess I don’t have a gag reflex. That’s good for you.”

  “Hell yeah it is. Now I must return the favor.” He swoops me up and I squeal. He carries me up to my bedroom—leaving our clothes on the floor in the living room. He throws me on the bed and I know he means business. His face dives straight between my legs. He waste no time. He tongues my opening and I cry out my approval. He alternates nibbling and sucking on my clit and I begin to ride his face. I grab his hair because it keeps me from flying off the fucking bed. He inserts a couple of fingers and I’m already close to orgasming. As his tongue swirls around my clit, I make the mistake of looking down at him. His eyes meet mine and I’m staring at pure wickedness.

  He winks before he uses a finger to make the ‘come here’ motion. I didn’t even feel it coming. I squirt every fucking where. Holy shit. My legs begin to quiver, but I can’t make them stop. Landon continues massaging my g-spot as my juices coat him like a waterfall. He finally removes his fingers and licks each of them.

  “All of that for me baby?” I can’t talk or move. He spreads my legs open and plunges in. He kisses me as he rides my pussy hard and deep. I can taste juices on his tongue and it is erotic as fuck. I find myself opening my legs wider. I need him deeper. He gets the memo and grinds deeper until his balls are slapping against my ass.

  “Fuck, you feel so good Landon,” I say once I find my voice. He squeezes one of my tits as he drives into me.

  “Shit. I just can’t enough of this pussy. I can’t believe it is all mine,” he growls. One more hard thrust and I’m falling over the edge. “Aaaaaahhhh,” he belts out as he falls over with me. I can feel warmness coat my insides as his dick twitches inside me. Shit he didn’t put on a condom. I think we both realize at the same time as the residual come seeps out and down my leg.

  “Shit. Tell me you’re on the pill, Heaven,” he says, looking worried. I sit up and look at him dumbfounded.

  “Yes, Landon. I’ve been on the pill since high school to regulate my periods.” I let out a cleansing breath before asking the question I’m afraid to know the answer to.

  “What about you? Do you use a condom with Giselle?” He looks away and I have my answer.

  “I’m not going to lie to you Heaven. We did in the beginning until we became ex
clusive. We both got tested and she got on the pill. She wouldn’t fuck around and you were a virgin so I think we’re safe.” I don’t know why that last statement pisses me off so much, but it does.

  “Exclusive? Like you’re being right now? She wouldn’t fuck around—like you’re not right now?” I try to get up, but he pins me down.

  “Baby, don’t do this. We were exclusive. You’re my exception because you own me and always have. Nobody could have even tempted me. I know where your mind is going. All you hear is Giselle and exclusive in the same sentence and you’re jealous. It’s you that I want. I would have never taken things this far if that wasn’t the case. I will end things with her the moment she comes home and we will move forward with our lives.” I know I should leave this conversation, but I can’t, I have to know.

  “Landon, how can you let her go so easy? Did you ever love her?” How do I know that someone won’t come along one day and I suffer the same fate?

  “Don’t think that way Heaven. What we have dates back to high school. Do I care about Giselle? Yes, I do. I do love her, but it wasn’t until you walked back into my life that I realized that I wasn’t in love with her. I will always care about her and in order to do the right thing by her, I have to let her go.”

  He pulls me into his lap and for now I don’t resist. “How can you be so sure Landon? What if you break up with her and then realize our relationship is not all that you thought it would be? What if my virginity awakened some need in you to conquer since I was once your first love and now that you’ve had me, you get bored with me?” There. My insecurities are laid out there bare for him to pick apart.

  “Ah sweetheart. Is that what you honestly think?” He tucks the hair that is plastered to my face, behind my ear. His eyebrows knit together in concern. “I can be sure Heaven, because the thought of spending another moment without you bothers me more than the chaos that is about to ensue in this house. I would walk through fucking fire if it meant that you would be waiting for me on the other side. Your virginity was a gift that I will be eternally grateful for, but I’m in love with the woman attached to the pussy.” I laugh at that, but his face is so serious. “We’ve been given a second chance to do this right.” He lifts my chin and kisses me gently before pulling me up.