by Mj Fields
I jumped up, grabbed the blanket and shook off the sand. I kicked off my flip flops and walked out into the water one last time before I would head back to my apartment to get ready to meet my parents at Ship’s Cabin for a five o’clock dinner.
I turned around and saw a man running down the shore line. He had on basketball shorts, sneakers, sunglasses, and an arm band holding what I assumed was an iPod. When he came closer I looked away, hoping he wouldn’t see me staring. He was built very well. It was obvious he took care of himself. His dark hair and light scruff was sexy and sweat drenched. I loved watching a man sweat, nothing turned me on more than watching muscles work together in unison.
When he passed I noticed a tattoo on his left shoulder. It was the same one Will had. It hit me then.
“JAX!” I yelled behind him.
He slowed but didn’t stop.
“Jax!” I yelled again and he turned as he continued running in place and pulled out one ear bud.
“Can I help you, ma’am?”
I walked quickly towards him. “Don’t you ma’am me, Jaxson Iron.”
“Do I know…? Frankie?”
I nodded as a smile spread across my face.
He stopped running and his head tilted as he looked at me.
“You gonna just stand there or are you gonna come give me a hug and say hello?”
He pulled out the other ear bud and smiled as he walked towards me.
I was about ready to hug him when he stuck his hand out.
“Sweaty, girl. Wouldn’t want to dirty you up.”
“Are you serious right now?”
I jumped at him and hugged him tight around the neck.
“You sure are sweaty.” I laughed and kissed his cheek. I stepped back and looked up at him. “We have missed you so much, Jax.”
“Been busy.”
“I know, I know. Hey, Mom and dad are coming into town for dinner. Come with us, Jax. Please!” I jumped up and down.
He smiled, “Night duty, Francesca. I can’t tonight but we’ll catch up again soon, okay?”.”
“When?” I asked, a bit louder than I intended.
“Soon, okay?” He looked at his wrist and then at me. “I’m running behind. Take care, Francesca.”
I didn’t respond with words. I forced a smile and then waved. He waved back and took off down the beach.
I stood and watched until he was gone.
Thump, thump. I placed my hand on my chest as I felt my heart beat again for what felt like the first time in three years. Thump, thump. I felt the blood moving quickly through my body. It’s heat once again present. Thump, thump. I looked up at the sky and let out a breath. A breath that I had been holding forever. Thump, thump.
I felt tears fall down my face as I raised my hands in the air and laughed out loud. Just then the clouds parted for the first time in forever. I saw the sun smiling down on me.
* * *
I WALKED UP the sidewalk and saw my parents sitting outside on the deck overlooking the ocean. I stopped and smiled when I saw mom look up at dad and kiss him. He always looked at her like he adored her and she looked the same way at him. They were truly an amazing couple. Growing up, I had never seen anyone like them. So rare, like a blue diamond.
“Francesca.” My mom jumped up and walked quickly towards me.
I ran to her and we hugged like we always had.
“You look beautiful, Francesca.” Mom grabbed my hand and dragged me to the table.
“Thanks, Mom, you, too.” Dad stood and hugged me. “Hey, daddy.”
“Hermosa, chica.”
“Apuesta, padre.”
He hugged me tight and then kissed the top of my head before pulling out the chair for me.
“You look happy.” Mom watched as I took a drink of her wine.
I wanted to tell them I had seen Jax, but I didn’t want to hurt them. I knew they missed him too.
“School is going well. I just completed my orientation on base so that I can start my internship.”
The waitress came over and took our orders as we chatted about the internship.
“Your smile looks genuine.”
“Yeah.” I couldn’t hide it. “I was on the beach before coming here to meet you two. The clouds opened up.”
I looked up at them and they both looked at me peculiarly.
“It’s been a long time since I noticed the sun, that’s all.”
“That’s good Francesca.” Mom smiled and choked back her tears.
“You’re still taking your medication?”
“Dad…”
“I’m just asking. Things were dark for a while.”
“Yes dad, I am. But I don’t think I’ll need to for much longer.”
“But if it helps, Francesca …”
“Mom, I’m doing well, I really am.”
The darkness they talked about was over. It was a change in life. I didn’t play sports while attending community school. I didn’t hang out as much with my friends. I spent time at home. I slept a lot. I gained the typical freshman fifteen and when Joel was home I spent time with him. If they knew how Joel and my time was spent together, they would have been more concerned about the darkness as they called it.
We finished dinner and said our goodbyes when they dropped me off at my shared apartment, off campus. When I walked in, Mary and Renee were getting ready to hit Thirsty Thursdays at Bar Norfolk.
“You wanna come?” Mary asked as she applied lip gloss to her full beautiful lips.
Renee laughed. “Why do you keep asking her every week?”
I smiled and hung up my sweater. Every week they asked and every week I declined. I wasn’t into the bar scene. The one time I went, it hurt so much to feel the vibe the amped up Sailors gave off. It made me miss Will… and Jax.
I drove all the way to see Joel at school and when I got there he was having a party at his place. He, his four roommates and an apartment full of under dressed, over made up girls. He hadn’t heard me come in and he appeared awfully chummy with three blondes sitting too close to him on the couch.
I turned right back around and walked out the door. I heard him call after me and kept walking. When he grabbed my arm a little too forcefully, I turned and slapped him across the face. He dropped my arm to cup his face and I took off running. When he caught up to me, he apparently tried to grab my shoulder but caught a fist full of my hair. I was so angry that I tried to slap him and he caught my hand.
“If you hit me, Francesca, so help me God, I’ll…”
“Do what! Go fuck one of your blonde bimbos!”
“They’re friends, Francesca! I was gonna say I’d hit you back!”
“Oh, really!” I spat at him.
“Well, no, but…”
“Good, because I’d have someone bigger than you kick your ass!”
Drunk, he grabbed my arms so I wouldn’t hit him again. He backed me up against the car and screamed, “Oh yeah, who?”
“Fuck you!”
“Is that what you want? Is that why you came here, to get fucked, Francesca?”
“Maybe it is! That’s all we are anyway. But if you’re getting it elsewhere then by all means…”
His mouth crashed over mine and his hands tangled in my hair. His body slammed against mine and I felt his erection pushing against my stomach. “You don’t deserve my time after that little show but if that’s what you want, then I’ll fuck you right here and right now.”
He pulled my dress up and spun me around so that I was facing my car.
He pulled my panties to the side and rubbed the head of his dick against me. I was so angry with him I should have moved away, told him no; but I needed this now.
“I should be spanking your ass and not giving you an orgasm,” he growled as he rammed himself into me fully.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
That was the first time he spanked me. I was not all right with it at all and he held me still.
“Is that what you want, France
sca?”
“Fuck you.” I pushed back against him, needing him deeper, and he smacked my ass again.
“I’m gonna fuck you as I beat your ass. If this is all we are, then let’s do it right.”
I didn’t say no. I wanted it and he was giving me exactly what I wanted; in a lighted parking lot at one in the morning.
We didn’t talk for a week after that and then he showed up with flowers.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what the hell came over me…”
“I wanted it. Don’t be sorry.”
“What the hell are we doing, Francesca?”
To avoid an awkward conversation, I pulled him in the apartment and down the hall to my room.
“I don’t know what happened, Joel, but I want it again.”
As the years passed, we had gotten more deviant in the bedroom. The pain and pleasure combination was welcome. Sometimes he took it too far and I would wear bruises on my ass or across my back. Our first experience with a crop cut my ass and the scar was there still. I wasn’t looking forward to explaining that over the summer. Joel had changed, too. He wasn’t interested in conversation any more than I was ‘because it always ended in a fight. So we spent our time fucking and the darker it became, the more I liked it and the less I thought about the emotional pain.
“I’d love to go. Give me five minutes.”
Mary and Renee gasped and then squealed as they jumped around. I laughed as I walked down the hall to my room to change.
I grabbed a black tank dress and threw on a pair of strappy sandals. I pulled the clip out of my hair and fingered through the black mess of curls, trying to make sense of my hair and decided it really didn’t matter. My nails were a mess, and my makeup was non–existent; it had been that way for a few years now. I grabbed my makeup bag and swiped on some mascara and then some lip gloss. I squeezed some lotion in my hands and rubbed my legs and arms that had finally gotten some color.
I walked out and looked at Mary and Renee, who still appeared surprised.
“You two ready or did you decide to stay in, because I’m going out.”
I walked out the door and they followed.
“Where to?” Mary grabbed my hand, smiling like a fool.
“No clue, I’m following you.”
“I say we try something new. Last time we went to Bar Norfolk, you took off.” Renee nudged me.
“I won’t tonight.”
“Good, okay I’m in the mood for hot alpha men who I can bring to their knees.” Mary laughed as she skipped about.
“Let’s go to Hot Tuna’s,” Renee laughed.
“Eww, that’s gross,” I laughed.
“It’s SEAL specific hunting ground, Frankie. I know you have Joel but maybe it’s time for some SEAL.”
“I’ll have fun watching you two hunt,” I laughed. “Remind me to buy some earplugs.”
“Why?” Mary asked.
“All that barking coming from your rooms will drive me nuts.”
They laughed as we stood waiting for our cab.
Hot Tuna
Jax
“I CAN’T BELIEVE you two assholes dragged me here,” I grumbled as I tossed back another shot of Jack.
“Lot of ass to be had,” Shadows laughed as he grabbed bottles of beer off the table. “Let’s go outside and check it out.”
We walked out front where part of the street was blocked off for the 94.9 Points party. I wouldn’t admit it to them, but it was pretty damn cool.
Spring break brought out the hotties for sure. And let’s just say I needed to get back on the saddle. After seeing Frankie two hours ago, I was struggling and I sure as hell didn’t need that shit in my head again.
Everyone was having a good time. Titan and Shadows were dancing with a couple hot brunettes and I was looking around for a—specific type. I grabbed some more shooters. Jell-O shots, mixing rum and Jack probably wasn’t a great idea, but I was ready to get lit up.
I saw what I was looking for, a hot curly dark haired girl with a Hispanic flair. She had a tight body, nice full ass and tits that looked to be a bit more than a mouthful. The black dress hit above the knees at that spot that made you wonder what the hell was up there. She looked up and away quickly. I wasn’t sure if she was looking at me or not but I didn’t care. You don’t go out looking like that expecting to blend. I started walking towards her and I spotted Ace immediately. He put his hand on the small of her back and whispered in her ear. She tossed her head back and covered her face laughing. I wanted to tear his head off.
He took her hands and placed them on his shoulders and they began to dance. I watched him smiling and laughing. I got a chuckle out of the fact that his nose was a bit bent. “Fucker.”
I looked around needing to find a distraction or I was gonna be back on the shit list when I tore that bastard apart again.
I grabbed a chick I noticed had been eyeing me earlier.
“Dance?”
She nodded and took my hand and followed me closer to Ace. I wanted to make sure he knew I was here and then take the girl he was with home and fuck her.
“Tonya,” she smiled. “My name is Tonya.”
“Jaxson.” I pulled her closer as we danced.
“I’m from Minnesota.”
“Cool. I live here.”
“Cool.”
“I’m on Spring Break…”
I kissed her just to shut her the hell up. I didn’t give a fuck who she was or where she was from.
I felt someone bump into me, pried my lips off Minnesota, then turned and saw the chick I’d be banging tonight was the guilty party.
“Excuse me, miss,” I said loud enough for Ace to hear me.
He looked at me and glared.
“Well hello there, Ace. How’s it been?” He didn’t say a word. “Did this beautiful lady hear what a douche bag you are?”
“Go fuck yourself, Jax.”
“You do know that act is supposed be done with a partner. You may have to resort to doing it alone but I’ve never had a problem finding a willing participant.” Minnesota snorted. “Hey doll, how about you go grab us a drink?”
I handed her some cash and she headed to the bar.
“Dancing requires two people as well, Jax, so how about you run along with your little friend…”
“No, I’m good here, thanks. I’ll wait till your dance partner gets sick of smelling your nasty stench and wants to come dance with a man who knows what he’s doing. Sweetheart, why don’t you come over here?”
She turned and looked up at me. “I’m good, thanks.”
I tried not to look stunned but I was.
“I’m good, Jax, was it?”
“She’s good.” Ace pulled her closer.
She leaned up and kissed him, she fucking kissed him.
“Frankie,” I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, “Not him.”
“Back the fuck off, Irons,” Ace growled and pulled her tighter against him.
“Frankie, I’m not fucking…”
“Aren’t you supposed to be on night duty?” She used those fucking air quotes when she said night duty.
“That’s neither here nor fucking there!” I air quoted that shit right back. “Not him!”
“Back the fuck off, Iron!” Ace yelled.
“When I bust your nose this time, you gonna go crying to the Commander?”
“You touch me and I’ll be ready, mother fucker. You won’t be getting a bitch slap in this time.”
“The only bitch in that jab was you Ace!”
I drew my arm back and Frankie’s hand came up and she slapped me across the face.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. “Not him!”
“Get your hands off me!”
Shadows and Titan grabbed me and pulled me back as I was stepping around her to go after Ace.
“Not here, man.”
I watched as she turned and kissed him again.
“Get her the FUCK away from him!”
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p; “Jax, that’s enough man. It’s been three years. He’s nothing…”
“That’s Frankie! That’s Will’s kid sister,” I pulled away from them and started to walk towards her.
She whispered in his ear and they both started laughing. I saw red and then I was jacked back by Titan and Shadows—again.
“You two better take your fucking hands off of me!”
“Is there a problem here?” A tanned up, waxed beach bitch walked over flexing his muscles and I laughed. “What’s so fucking funny?”
“You, are you fucking kidding me?”
“Nothing, sorry about that.” Shadows stood in front of me while Titan shoved me down in a bar stool.
“Cut the shit, man, or they’ll kick your ass out,” Titan growled in my ear.
“Like I give a shit.”
“Look up at the stage, man. Little Will is about to enter the wet t-shirt contest. You wanna miss that?”
“Over my dead…” Titan and Shadows shoved me back down. “Back the fuck off.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, man? Get a damn grip, Lieutenant!”
“She doesn’t even have a fucking t shirt on. She wouldn’t…” She turned as the DJ handed her a t shirt and pulled the dress down as she slipped the white Hot Tuna shirt over her body. I closed my eyes as she turned around. Fuck!
I sat and watched as she danced to some dirty ass song I think was called Talk Dirty. She avoided the water and was pretty damn tame compared to the rest of chicks up there until two girls in the front of the crowd started egging her on. She took a shot from each of them and her face scrunched up as whatever the hell they gave her went down.
Then she looked out over the crowd, cupped her hand to her ear and made the come here signal. The place roared and she walked down the stairs into the crowd, shaking that round ass that had never been there before. She was working the crowd, eye fucking every guy she grinded up against and then pushing them off when they got too close and laughed. She started doing her own thing, a fucking striptease if you ask me. I was this fucking close to jacking her ass up and out of here when she stomped to the beat of the music towards me, hands gliding up her side and into that black curly hair. I could see black lace, sexy as hell and I forced my eyes up to meet hers.
