My Ranger Weekend

by Lowrance, J. D.

  Right as I was about to tell Garrett not to touch me, Flint growled, “Enough.” He pulled me behind him, causing me to gasp as my top snapped back onto my sunburned skin. I rubbed my wounded skin as Flint turned to examine me.

  “You okay?” he asked with a worrisome tone.

  “Yes,” I said as Garrett said, “No.”

  “Move you idiot,” Garrett yelled as he pushed past Flint to me.

  “You okay sweetheart,” Garrett cooed as he went to hug me. I took a step back not wanting him hands on me.

  “You don’t touch her,” snarled Flint.

  “Too late for that,” Garrett flaunted as he turned back to face Flint. “Right Ryan?” I snorted in response, but that just seemed to egg him on as he said, “I was the first to taste her honey and I will make damn sure I am the last.” Oh. My. God.

  Flint took a step back as if Garrett’s words landed a physical blow to his body before he lunged at him. Garrett easily side stepped Flint’s attack, pushing him from behind as he laughed.

  “Flint, please stop,” I begged, stepping in front of him, blocking his path to Garrett.

  “Move Ryan,” Garrett said as his hands grabbed my upper arms pulling me out of the way.

  Flint roared. Actually ROARED. “Don’t fucking touch her ever again.” Before I could get between them again Flint threw a punch that landed square on Garrett’s jaw. Garrett’s head flung to the side but he maintained his balance and immediately came back with an uppercut then a hook right to Flint’s face.

  “Oh my god. Please stop,” I screamed. “Help. Somebody help.”

  The commotion got the attention of Garrett’s friends while my screaming brought Romeo running down the beach with Reggie not far behind him.

  “Stop,” I screamed over and over again as Flint got the upper hand and straddled Garrett. Flint would not let up as he kept punching him. Garrett’s friends reached us first, pulling Flint off of him. Garrett jumped to his feet and landed another hit to Flint’s gut as Romeo ran full force into Garrett, tackling him to the ground.

  “Please,” I pleaded as Reggie held me in her arms and tears began to stream down my face. I looked at Garrett who was under Romeo, then Flint who looked shredded from the inside out as he took in my tear-stained face and heaving chest.

  “Enough,” he bellowed, never taking his eyes off my face.

  “You cool,” Romeo asked Garrett.

  “Yeah,” he yelled.

  “You sure because I have no problem doing this again,” Romeo warned as he slowly got up. Garrett’s friends loosened their hold on Flint and then released him altogether when Garrett was on his feet.

  Garrett walked right up to Reggie and me. “You okay beautiful?” he asked with sincerity. I nodded but my eyes never left Flint’s face as he bent down to pick up my bag. “I don’t want you alone with him. He’s got a temper and . . .”

  “Stop Garrett,” I said. “I will be fine. Please don’t make this worse.”

  “You coming back out?” he whispered. “I set this all up for you.”

  “I don’t know Garrett,” I murmured, trying to keep my emotions in check. “I don’t know.”

  “Let’s go,” Reggie said, interrupting us and guiding me towards the house.

  “Just think about it,” he called after us.

  Romeo fell in step with Flint who walked behind us. I turned around twice on the way to the house to make sure Flint was still there. I was so worried about what he would do and what he was thinking. The look on his face when his eyes met mine after the fight was one of horror and humiliation. Although Reggie was doing everything she could do to comfort me, I just wanted Flint’s arms around me but he kept his distance the entire way back. Romeo and Flint stayed in a deep whispered conversation the entire walk back. I never caught Flint’s gaze, keeping my fears alive that our weekend together was just cut short.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Flint

  What the fuck was I thinking? “What the fuck was I thinking?” I hung my head in shame at my overreaction to Garrett touching Ryan.

  Mine.

  Ryan.

  Mine.

  My brain was fucking scrambled right now and I was torn between throwing Ryan over my shoulder and hauling her ass up to the bedroom to show her why she needed me or finishing what I started with Garrett. My inner caveman was roaring for me to finish what I started, to make Garrett aware of what would happen if he ever touched her again. I had to consciously put one foot in front of the other to stop myself from running back there.

  But I knew it would never happen. Not after the look on Ryan’s face that I put there by my actions. “I think I should just go,” I said to Romeo as we followed behind Ryan and Reggie.

  “Why?” I could feel his eyes on me but I was too chicken shit to look at him.

  “She can do better.”

  “Then who? You?” He asked as he came to a stop. “Or him?”

  “Me,” I responded as I stopped next to him, still studying my bare feet in the sand.

  “Don’t be an ass wipe.” That got my eyes on him.

  “What the fuck man? I am trying to do the right thing here.”

  “And what is that? Walk away from a fucking 10. A chick that is so fucking hot, and funny as hell. Plus she takes your shit while giving some of her own. What the fuck man?”

  Romeo throwing my words back at me added fuel to the flames I was already carrying. “Fuck you. You don’t know. Yes, she is amazing and fucking hot as hell. But I’m the douche that started that fight. I threw the first punch because he pointed out how I got her sunburned and then touched her, fucking touched her in front of me. I saw red. Hell, I saw blood and I wanted his. Never in my life have I become so unhinged about anything. Fucking anything. She does that to me after 24 hours. Jesus. Imagine a week, a fucking month.” My harsh breathing filled the space between us as Romeo gave me a minute to compose myself. I looked up to see that Ryan and Reggie were sitting on the deck watching us.

  “I know Ryan and I are just getting to know each other but we could have something if we weren’t leaving tomorrow.” My rant now over as I told Romeo exactly what I was thinking.

  “I know man. I feel the same way about Reggie. We talked about it and we are going to try to stay in touch while we are away. Talk to Ryan, man. See what she says. I plan on coming home to this and you could too.”

  “I don’t know,” was all I could say because I did not know. Not after what just happened. Even after the promise I made myself earlier about coming back for her it was starting to look more like a dream than a reality.

  “You staying or going?” I thought about the question as I looked from Ryan to Romeo.

  “I don’t know.”

  Ryan

  “I bet he leaves.” I chewed on my thumbnail as I stared at Romeo and Flint talking on the beach.

  “Maybe he should,” Reggie whispered next to me.

  “What?” I asked, letting my gaze leave Flint for the first time to look at my best friend.

  “That was a little much back there. I mean, what could Garrett possibly say that would lead Flint to react so badly?” It was an honest question.

  “Garrett pretty much told Flint that he was my first and that he would be my last.”

  “Holy shit woman,” she exclaimed. “You got a golden va-jay-jay.”

  “Shhhhh,” I whisper shouted as I covered her laughter with my hand. “Stop.”

  “What? I mean you have slept with only three people your entire life and now two of them are fighting over the rights to pleasure you. You go girl.”

  “Didn’t you just say Flint should go?”

  “I didn’t know this whole display was a cock fight to win you over. I give props to the man now.

  “Reggie,” I whined.

  “Ryan,” she mimicked me. She put her hands on my shoulders and turned me to face her. “I have never seen you this happy around a guy. Yeah Paul made you laugh and Garrett is Garrett, but no one, and I mean no on
e, has made you smile like Flint. You are falling for him like I am with Romeo.”

  “You can’t fall for someone in 24 hours.” I shrugged out of her grasp. I looked at the guys who were heading back to us. “I think I just like the idea of everything he is and just want to bottle it up so I can have it when he leaves.”

  “Liar.”

  “Who’s a liar?” Romeo asked as he came to sit next to Reggie.

  “Ryan,” answered Reggie.

  “Regina,” I warned, earning me a chuckle from Romeo.

  “She busted out the full first name. You better listen to her,” Romeo teased. Flint stood off to the side looking completely out of place. I stood and walked over to him.

  “Can we talk?” He nodded in response. I took his hand and led Flint inside and up to the spare room we shared the night before. He stood in the middle of the room like a statue as I closed the door behind us. I moved to stand in front of him but he did not acknowledge me so I waited as he continued to stare off into space.

  “Hey Ranger,” I whispered, earning a nod in response. His baby blues were still plastered on the opposite wall. The look on Flint’s face had guilt twisting my insides as I realized I played a part in all of this. I allowed Garrett to go too far like I always did. I felt bold in that moment; needing to do something to snap us out of this funk we landed in together.

  I reached behind me and undid my top letting it fall to the ground as I shimmied out of my bottoms and stood naked before him. Although he was trying to ignore me I saw the swell in his trunks as well as his labored breathing. I turned and walked into the bathroom starting the shower. I waited until the temperature was just right before heading back to the room, giving Flint an ample view of my backside and my front. He still stood in the same spot but at least his eyes now tracked my movements.

  “Hey Ranger,” I tried again.

  “Hey lovely.” His words brought a genuine smile to my face knowing that I was getting through to him.

  “You are overdressed for this party,” I teased.

  “Am I?” Most definitely.

  “Let me help you with these,” I said as I pulled the Velcro apart and pushed his swim trunks down his long legs. His semi-hard cock sprang up and in between us as I closed the distance between our bodies. I reached between us and rolled his balls in my hand before trailing my fingertips up his growing length. My fist enclosed his cock as my thumb rolled over the tip. Flint blew out a sigh as he closed his eyes and hung his head. I stood up on my tippy-toes and placed a chaste kiss to his lips.

  “Don’t you remember?” I paused, waiting for him to open his eyes and look at me. It took several heart beats but he finally did.

  “Remember what?” he grumbled as I gripped him tighter, working his length up and down.

  “I’m yours.” His quick reaction to my words shocked me as his hands found purchase at the bottom of my ass as he lifted me up and against his body. My legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me straight into the shower.

  His lips descended on mine right as the water cascaded down my back. His kiss was thorough, exploring every aspect of my mouth. Flint moved us directly under the water as he broke the kiss and chased the water down my neck to my collarbone and then to my breasts. My legs slowly slid down his legs as I stood upright allowing his hands to roam my body before ending up at my breasts. Flint kneaded the one as he suckled on the nipple of the other. His mouth continued to devour my breast before moving onto the next one.

  What started as a spark of desire was slowly burning to a need so deep that I moaned as my clit contacted with his thigh. I pumped my hips seeking a release that I knew only he could give me.

  “Not yet,” he said as he stepped back, not allowing me any relief.

  “Flint,” I begged as he trailed kisses between my breasts, over my stomach, before stopping to place a kiss on each of my hip bones. I ran my hands over his head and onto his back trying to convey through my touch how much I wanted this.

  “Soon baby,” was all he said as he took my wandering hands and placed them on my breasts. “Touch yourself for me.” My arousal shot through the roof as I squeezed my heavy breasts, trailing my fingers to my erect nipples. I pulled on the twin peaks as I sighed with the pleasure it brought me and from the look of pure lust I saw in Flint’s eyes. As I continued to fondle myself, Flint ran his hands up my inner thighs to right where I needed him most.

  I watched his fingers spread me wide as he placed a soft kiss to my clit. “So pink,” he murmured right before pushing his tongue from my entrance to my clit. Back and forth he ran his tongue through my folds until I was pushed up against his face. “Please baby,” I panted as I pumped my hips chasing my relief. I ran my hands over his head as his mouth latched onto my clit and he sucked HARD. Stars filled my vision. Flint was relentless in pursuit, taking me higher and higher until those stars exploded, sending pleasure throughout my body.

  I did not know how long it took me to come down but Flint was there holding me when I opened my eyes to find those bright blue orbs focused solely on me. The light that they held from earlier today was back and so was Flint’s special smile.

  “There you are,” he said, leaning in to kiss me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. My taste on his tongue started a tingling in my core that I could never explain. I moaned into his mouth as he fingers ran through my folds to my most sensitive spot.

  I wanted so much more. The need for him to take me hard and fast had me turning around to push my ass into his groin. His erection spread my cheeks as he followed my lead and slid back and forth between them; the water adding the lubrication we needed to make it feel good. I reached between my legs taking his cock heavy with need in my hand and guided him to my entrance.

  “I don’t have a . . .” his voice husky with desire as I cut him off.

  “I don’t want one,” I said, pushing his tip into me. We both groaned as he grabbed my hips and pumped into me. Instead of one hard pump of his hips, Flint took his time entering me. Inch-by-inch he eased his way into my body letting my moist channel absorb him making us one. When he was fully seated in me, Flint kissed up my spine. My hands walked up the shower wall so that I turned to find his mouth a breath away from mine. He took my face in his hands and kissed me. Not just any kiss, but a kiss that stole my heart right from my chest. It was tender and loving and everything I needed it to be from a man who was everything I wanted in this moment.

  “Mine,” he whispered across my lips and his hands trailed down my body to land on my hips.

  “Yours,” I said, wiggling my ass as I bent back down.

  That was all the invitation that Flint needed as he pumped slow and tortuous in and out of me. “Flint,” I whimpered as I met him stroke for stroke. “Harder. Faster,” I cried out as he picked up his pace, pounding into me. “God, yes,” I moaned as he went deeper and deeper into me until he touched my womb. He was uncompromising in his pursuit as one of his hands slid across my hips to pinch my clit, robbing me of any thought but him.

  My orgasm crashed into me like waves on the shore. Over and over again, pulling me under until I heard Flint exhale my name in his own release. We rode the waves together with him wrapped tightly around me until the water began to turn luke warm.

  “You okay?” Flint asked as he slowly pulled out of me making us both groan from the loss.

  “Perfect,” I responded as I turned to meet his eyes.

  “You are perfect,” he said as he Eskimo kissed me. My breath caught at the beautiful smile that spread across his face. “Come on. Let’s finish up,” he said as he squirted shampoo in his palm before handing it to me.

  We showered in complete silence, stealing glances at one another as we washed our hair then our bodies. Flint got out first while I finished rinsing off. The water was starting to turn cold but I forced myself to stay under, hoping it would clear my mind. His touch, his lips, him being near me caused my body to go into overdrive. All my thoughts vanished when he was touching me, pleasi
ng me. I knew I should feel something, anything after the fight with Garrett but I felt nothing. No anger. No regret. Nothing. All I wanted was to push it away. All I wanted was Flint in whatever way I could have him until tomorrow. My thoughts, hell my feelings, could wait 24 hours. The cold water helped to strengthen my resolve to enjoy myself tonight with Flint.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Flint

  I have never showered so quickly in my life. The claustrophobic feeling was getting stronger the longer I stayed in the shower. The humidity was less suffocating than what we just did; what we just admitted. First, we went bareback. I never went bareback! But Ryan had that effect on me. She made me forget my thoughts, myself. Her, this close was intoxicating and debilitating at the same time. I had no control around her and I just needed to step away to clear my thoughts.

  The confession we made to one another. Me demanding that she say she was mine and then her agreeing as she gave me what I craved the most – her. What now? I was not entirely sure but it was something that I knew was going to change me, her, us. Our stolen glances at one another as we washed coupled with the deafening silence only heightened my anxiety of what was happening between us.

  I stepped out of the shower without a backwards glance to Ryan. I needed space and I needed it now. The fight with Garrett, us in the shower, her – all of it was getting to be too much. I wanted it too much. What the hell was it? Her, this, us, was what I wanted. A fucking relationship! Who the hell was I kidding?

  I draped a towel around my hips and stepped into the bedroom, letting the cool air wash over me, drying my skin and my temper. I dropped the towel as I slid on a pair of gym shorts. I was out the door and down the steps before I even knew where I was going.

  Reggie was in the kitchen looking through carry-out menus. “What do you want to eat?” she asked as she opened a Chinese food menu.