Wait For Me

by Alexis Noelle

  By the time we get up to the stage and get our microphones, my excitement starts to build. When the girls all wanted to do a song together, I picked this one specifically with Jason in mind. We all step onto stage as the MC starts the introduction. “Our next act is a group of ladies. Please welcome Madison, Holly, Nicole, and Christen singing Lady Marmalade!”

  The whole time we are singing and dancing, I keep looking back at Jason. He looks like his mouth is about to hit the floor. When Christen and I started dancing and grinding with each other, I thought he was going to combust. When we make our way back to the table, the looks on Carter’s and Jason’s faces are priceless. Christen leans into my ear and whispers, “I wish Shawn was here for that. He is pretty hot when he is around for more than five minutes.”

  “Listen, lady, I don’t know what is going on with that boy. He has been changing lately, but none of us can get it out of him. He is a good guy, though.”

  With that, I make my way over to Jason and wrap my arms around him. “So, how was I?”

  He looks at me with those bedroom eyes that I just can’t get enough of. “Baby, we need to go home, now.”

  “Why?” I look at him innocently.

  “Because, between both of your performances and what happened in between, I am seriously dying here.”

  I laugh and give him a kiss. “Well, you will just have to wait until later, because we are all going drinking and dancing at Rebellion.”

  I see the reluctance in his eyes, but I don’t care. I am having fun, being the one in control.

  When we get to the club, it is packed. Thank God Carter is with us, or I’m not sure we would have gotten in. We all head straight for the dance floor, while the guys get us drinks.

  When the guys come back with the drinks, they have nothing shy of heart failure watching us. They spend the rest of the night trying to form a protective circle around the four of us, which is difficult when they are only two people. Every time a guy got close to us, one of them intercepted. We didn’t care. We weren’t dancing for other guys; we were just having fun together.

  I feel someone come up behind me and grab my hips. Was someone able to break their barrier? If so, he better hightail it out of here before they break him. I turn around to warn the poor guy and see it is Jason.

  “We are leaving now. Carter and I are exhausted, I am rock fucking hard, and I need to be inside of you.”

  I am definitely not going to fight him on this. As if I had a choice. He is already pulling me toward the exit at lightning speed. “What about everyone else, J?”

  “Carter has them. The only thing I am concerned about right now is getting you home and naked.”

  We barely get in his apartment door, when Jason tackles me. He shoves me against the front door, and crashes his mouth to mine, biting, nipping, and sucking like I am his favorite food. He starts to take off my shirt, but I stop him. “What the fuck, Nic?”

  “Go sit on the couch, I want to do something.”

  I grab his phone, go over to the iPhone dock, find the song I am looking for, and hit play.

  Chapter Eight

  Jason

  I don’t know what Nicole is up to, but I am about to burst here. I hear a song start to blast from my dock and recognize it as Nickelback’s song Shaking Hands. Once the beat starts to pick up, Nicole starts to move her hips from side to side, and once he starts singing, she turns around and begins making her way over to me. Fuck yes!

  She comes over, grips my t-shirt by the hem, and lifts it over my head. Then she slides down on top of me and rubs her beautiful tits in my face. I surprise her and give her a little bite. As the chorus kicks in, she turns around and sways her ass in my face, then grinds it all over my dick. This is so fucking amazing.

  She stands up, turns around, and runs her hands up the front of her top, unties it, and lifts it over her head. I reach my hand out to grab her breast, but she smacks it away, leans down to my face and says, “No touching the dancers, sir.” She drags my bottom lip in between her teeth and pulls.

  She turns back around, putting both hands on my knees and continues to grind her glorious ass across my chest and dick. She turns around to face me again and starts to unbutton her skirt, sliding it down those long legs that have been taunting me all night. I know this song by heart and I know it was almost over, but I can’t wait any longer. I stand up and pick her up by the ass, carrying her to the bedroom, ripping off the little piece of lace she calls underwear.

  “You know that is the second pair of my underwear you have demolished.”

  “Baby, that is not the only thing I’m about to demolish.” She starts to kick off her heels and I grab her foot. “The heels stay on.”

  I throw her onto my bed, enjoying the sight of her landing there naked and mine. I start kissing up her leg, but when I get to her pussy and her breath catches, I pull away. I start at the bottom of the other leg, but this time when I make my way up, I settle in and get comfortable.

  “Baby, when I was watching you tonight, this was the only thing I was thinking about. Every man in that place wanted you, but you are mine and I’m about to remind you exactly why that is.”

  I bend my head and lick her from the bottom of her pussy, up to her swollen clit. When I reached it, I suck it into my mouth and scrape my teeth over it. Her hips arched and she claws at the bed’s sheets. “My god, Jason!”

  I slip two of my fingers into her and massage her while I go back to work, worshiping her with my tongue. I loved the way she tastes. I swear to God it is like fucking cotton candy. I feel her muscles start to clench and I know I almost have her. I pull my head away from her and stop moving my fingers.

  She looks up at me with an irritated look. “What the hell?!”

  “Mmmm…baby, I know you’re close, but first I want you to tell me who this beautiful pussy belongs to.”

  She looks at me in disbelief, which I really don’t understand. I bend my head and tongue her clit a little, but then pull away again.

  “Well?”

  “Jason, it’s yours. It has never been anyone else’s, just yours. Now, please!”

  “My pleasure.”

  I start moving my fingers, fast and hard, while sucking and licking her like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. When she comes, she screams my name so loudly that I think the neighbors might have heard it. I can’t wait anymore, not even to give her a second to recover. I flip her over and bring her up onto her knees. This is one of my favorite positions because I have a great view of her ass. I sink myself into her and am suddenly transported to heaven.

  Nicole

  I didn’t know how I was holding myself up right now with everything this man just did to me. When he pushes into me, I get a second wind and am ready for him. He starts thrusting so hard, using my hips as leverage to get himself deeper into me.

  God, I love him. Wait. Did I just say I love him? Fuck my life. I have really gotten myself in deep. A hard smack to my ass jolts me out of my own head. He is driving into me so hard I can barely see straight.

  “Nic, you feel so fucking good, baby. I’m close. You have been tempting me all night and I can’t hold it much longer.”

  I start to feel that pull again and I know I am close too. Jason snakes a hand around my waist and starts to play with my over sensitive clit. That is it. I start spiraling from my orgasm and after that he calls out my name and joins me.

  We collapse on the bed together and he pulls me over to him, which is something I am still not used to.

  “I know we have been through a whole bunch of shit, and I’m glad we finally settled everything. I know that you might have been with other people while you were waiting for me to get my shit together, but none of that matters now. What matters is that it’s just us now.”

  I am going over everything that happened tonight and I just have to get something off my chest. “Hey, J?”

  “Hmmm, yeah, babe?”

  I clear my throat to try and make my voice sound stron
ger. “I’ve never told you this but, you’re the only person I have ever been with.”

  He picks his head up and looks at me like I have five heads. “Wait a minute,” he says as he shakes his head a couple times like he’s trying to wrap his mind around what I just said. “You were a virgin?” he asks in disbelief.

  He said it with such astonishment that it pisses me off and embarrasses me at the same time. I jump up from the bed and start to get dressed. “You know what, J, screw you. I am not like all of the whores that you had before, and it hurts me that you would immediately assume I am.”

  He reaches over and grabs my hand, pulling me back down to the bed. “Hey, I’m not assuming you are a whore, I promise. It’s just, you are gorgeous, sexy, and just really fucking amazing. I didn’t think there would have been any way that no one had gotten to you before I had.” Suddenly, a look of realization flashes across his face. “Wait, so that means your first time was when we were drunk, on New Year’s?” I nod my head at him.

  He gets up from the bed, paces the room for a couple seconds, and then punches the wall so hard I am surprised he doesn’t go right through the drywall. I can see him trying to control the anger that is coursing through his body. I kneel on the bed and reach out to him, “Come here. J, you had no idea, and I should have told you.”

  He sits back down on the bed with me and after he has calmed himself down, turns to face me, “Why didn’t you?”

  I sit up so we are face to face, “I have wanted you from the first time Maddy introduced us, but you barely give me the time of day. I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to happen. I feel like if I said something, you would have stopped.”

  “Damn right I would have stopped. You deserve so much more than for your first time to have been a drunken night of sex. God, I didn’t even stay the whole night. I am such a dickhead. Nic, I’m sorry.” He rakes his hands through his hair and looks over at me.

  I kiss him because I know that is the best way to get him to understand that I am okay. “It’s fine. Now let’s go to bed.”

  We lie back down and he holds me so tight, like he thinks I am going to disappear if he lets go.

  * * *

  I start to stay at Jason and Shawn’s on the weekends, mainly because every time I try to leave, he finds a mind-blowing way to convince me to stay. I can feel myself falling in love with him already and it freaks me out because I am scared that he will never feel the same.

  I start to see what Jason is always talking about with Shawn. I always liked him, he is really funny, smart, and he makes it easy to be his friend, but something is definitely up with him. He is hardly ever home and when he is, he’s very distant.

  I can’t believe it is Sunday morning and I am up already. My damn internal clock refuses to recognize that I am able to sleep late on weekends. J is still sleeping. I had learned that if I woke him up before ten, he was cranky all day. I hear someone coming and when I look up, it is Shawn. Where the hell did he get a black eye?

  I scramble off the couch and run over to see him in the kitchen, “What happened? Are you okay?”

  He turns around and gives me a smile, “I’m fine, Nic I was hitting the punching bag at the gym and it decided to hit back. It’s no big deal.”

  Jason and I were up until at least midnight last night and Shawn hadn’t come home yet. Now, I know that the gym here is open twenty-four hours, but who the hell goes there in the middle of the night? I can see in his face that I’m not getting anything else out of him. “At least let me get you some ice or something.” I go over to the freezer and make him a little ice pack.

  He takes it from me and gives me a smile, “Thanks, Nic, I appreciate it. How is everything going with you and Jason?”

  “It’s good. I still have to keep his pig headed ass in line every once and a while, but he keeps me on my toes.”

  Just then, I feel two arms wrap around me, and Jason starts trailing kisses down my neck. “What were you saying about my ass, now? I know that it’s pretty incredible.”

  I just roll my eyes at him. Shawn ends up leaving to go back to the “gym” about an hour later. I tell Jason that he will be on his own the rest of the day. I am going to go to the mall and do some shopping.

  “Can I come?”

  He wants to go shopping with me? “Um…I guess, if you want to.”

  We get dressed and head off to the mall. My purpose for coming today isn’t really because I need anything. However, my dad gave me a monthly credit card allowance, so I might as well put it to good use. I decide that maybe I will have some fun playing dress up for Jason today.

  I take him into one of my favorite stores and have him sit on the chair outside of the dressing room. The first dress I try on is a short black one. It is strapless and looks pretty modest from the front, but when I turn around, the back of the dress dips into a V that stops just above my butt. When I turn around and look back, his face is priceless. This is definitely going to be fun.

  I am trying on about my sixth dress, when the curtain to the changing room is pulled back. Jason walks in and immediately closes it back behind him. He closes the short distance between us and has me backed against the wall of the room. “J, What are you doing in here?!” I whisper at him, completely in shock that he is here. I only have the next dress halfway up my body right now, so my breasts are completely exposed.

  “I can’t watch you walk out there in one more of those dresses. I need you now, I can’t wait.”

  “Jason, I don’t think—” Before I can finish my sentence, he crashes his mouth against mine, and starts to slip off the remainder of the dress I had been trying on. He takes my underwear down with it and I am now standing in front of him completely naked. When he pulls back to look at me, he has a smile on his face. “You are so gorgeous, baby.”

  He lowers his head to take my breast into his mouth and any words of protest I was going to say are lost. I reach down and start to loosen his pants. Once they fall, he reaches around, grabs my ass, and sinks himself deep inside of me. God, he feels so good and I have no idea how I am going to keep quiet.

  Jason braces me against the wall. He pulls back and continues playing with my breasts. The amount of need and urgency in his eyes were only fueling my fire, and I feel myself start to quicken. “God, J, how do you always do this to me?”

  He leans in close to my ear, while one of his hands makes its way down to my pussy, “I told you before, Nic, that this is mine.” He strokes me and starts to play with my clit, “I know how to make you crazy, and I love every minute of it. I will always take care of you, baby.”

  Hearing him say those words, along with everything else, has me shoving my face into his neck to mask the moans of my climax. After about ten seconds, he lowers his head to my breast and bites down as he finishes inside of me. We are both sweaty, out of breath, and I am now sporting a new love bite.

  After a couple of minutes, I kick him out and decide I have teased him enough today. We decide to grab something to eat before leaving. I can’t help but notice all of the dirty looks I am getting from the girls here. I recognize many of them from campus, but I don’t know them.

  Then I look up at Jason and it clicks. Did they really hate me because I am with him?

  Chapter Nine

  Jason

  I really wish I could just skip most of these classes. It is all a bunch of shit I couldn’t care less about. I am majoring in sports medicine, and I hope one day I can work with a professional sports team, but most of the classes are boring as hell.

  My afternoon classes are the ones I don’t mind going to because they actually taught me things I’ll need to use when I graduate. Unfortunately, Stacey is in one of them with me, and that girl can’t take a hint. The teacher assigns us a project to work on in groups of two, and of course with my luck, I get paired with her.

  When I walk out of class, Nicole is waiting for me, and just seeing her there makes me smile. I feel a hand grab my arm and look back to see Stacey, the stal
ker, standing there. “What?”

  “So, if you want to come over to my place tonight we can start researching.” I know exactly what she is doing. She wants to get me into her room and onto her bed. In the hopes that once I am there, I will be overcome with a need to have her again.

  “No, Stacey. Any kind of research I do with you will be in the library. I will talk to you on Wednesday.” I start walking toward Nicole and I can see that she is wondering what the hell that was about.

  When I reach her, I give her a hug and lower my head to kiss her. I can tell she is apprehensive, though. I pull back to look at her, “Listen, I got paired with her on a project. There is nothing you need to worry about, I promise.” I place another kiss on her lips, and she looks up at me.

  “Okay.” She gives me a smile, but I know it is still bothering her.

  * * *

  Tonight Nicole has plans with the girls, so I figure I will catch up on some of my schoolwork that is already starting to pile up. Shawn walks in about an hour later, and I decide to take advantage of this opportunity and try to figure out what his deal is.

  He grabs a beer out of the fridge and sits down on the couch. I look over at him, trying to figure out how to start the conversation. “What’s up, J?”

  Well, that made it easier. “Nothing. What’s up with you lately?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, what is going on with you? You always seem to be disappearing and you are hardly ever home anymore. You never go out with us, and if you do, you usually have to mysteriously leave in the middle of whatever we are doing.”

  He looks at me as if he is contemplating his answer, but then his phone rings. Damn that fucking phone, it is half the problem. “I have to take this, don’t worry, I’m fine.”