by Alison Mello
“Solids it is,” I brag as my girl takes another shot sinking a second solid. She misses the third shot and Chloe steps up. She sinks her first ball but misses the second.
It’s my turn, and I’m about to approach the table when Lexi grabs me. She has a cocky smile on her face. “I don’t like to lose.”
“That’s good, neither do I.” I give her a chaste kiss and then go about analyzing the table. I sink two more balls before Lucas gets a turn. The poor guy sucks at pool. I can see it the second he attempts to take a shot. Chloe encourages him, but it’s not going to help. They’re going to lose this game. I turn to Lexi, who is sitting there with a smug grin on her face. She must know he’s not good at pool. He misses his shot and Lexi steps up to the table sinking shot after shot, until all that’s left is the eight ball. She misses the shot. Chloe cheers excitedly when she realizes she has a chance. She sinks a few balls but it’s not enough. All I need to do is sink the eight ball and game’s over. The waitress delivers our food as I’m calling my shot. I take it and sink it with ease.
Chloe pouts. “That’s not fair. Lucas hasn’t really ever played pool before.”
Lexi and I laugh. “I guess you better get to teaching him.” Lucas grabs a stool for Chloe and we take a break to eat.
After another round of Lexi and I beating Chloe and Lucas we decide to switch it up, playing guys against girls. We’re getting ready to start another round when the waitress comes over to see if we need anything. Lexi looks nervous but she orders a beer. I’m not sure why she’s so nervous, she told me she took a cab here so she could enjoy a drink if she wants, and she’s coming home with me. I haven’t touched a beer since the one I finished a while ago. I switched to water, and not because Lexi was drinking water, but because I know I have to drive home. I’m not one to usually even have one if I’m driving, but I figured we would be here long enough it wouldn’t hurt.
We spend the next hour battling it out against the girls. We come close to winning twice but fail. Once because Lucas managed to sink the eight ball, but he did it in the wrong hole, and the second time they sunk it before we could. I need to spend some time teaching my boy the game of pool before we play these ladies again. I’m not a fan of losing, never mind to my girl. She’s going to bust my balls good later for sure. Lexi is giving me a questioning look from across the table. I have a feeling it’s time to go. “Are you ready?” I ask her.
She nods. “Yeah.”
I call the waitress over, handing her my credit card to take care of our bill. Chloe and Lucas try to argue but I tell them it’s too late, it’s already taken care of. “We got it next time, no arguing,” Lucas demands.
“Fair enough. We’ll have to get together again anyway. I need to teach you how to play so we can get back at them,” I point to our women.
Lexi and Chloe laugh. “You hear this horse shit. These two think they can beat us.” Chloe is talking smack as she hugs her friend.
“I love you, girl.” Lexi squeezes her tight. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Have fun.” Chloe winks and the four of us are out the door.
When we get to my place, I flick on a few lights and offer Lexi a drink. She asks for a bottle of water as she follows me into the kitchen. “You’re place is really nice.” I can feel her eyes on me and I’m picturing the sway of her sexy ass as she walks.
“Thanks! D used to be my roommate, he helped me set this place up.” I turn to hand her the water and she’s right there.
She glances around. “Cool.”
“Do want to watch a movie or something?” She shakes her head and pulls me toward the hall where my room is. I grin and lead her to my room. She places the bottle of water I’ve handed her on the nightstand and turns her attention back to me. Her eyes are full of lust. She slowly glides her hands up over my ass, grabbing my shirt. She pulls it free from my jeans and lifts it over my head, tossing it across the room. Her lips part, and for a second I think she's going to press up on her toes for a kiss, but she leans forward taking my nipple into her mouth. She’s switching between licking circles around it and sucking on it. Her hands are busy with the button on my jeans. When she finally gets them undone she grabs both my boxers and my jeans pulling them down over my ass as she licks, sucks, and nibbles her way down my chest and over my abs. She takes to her knees looking up at me through hooded lashes before licking my cock from base to tip. She licks around the tip of my cock, and then sucks it into her warm, wet mouth. Fuck me, this feels so good. I suck in a sharp breath as she takes me deeper into the back of her throat. This woman's mouth is magical. I slip my fingers into her hair and slowly roll my hips. I need to take back some of this control or I’m going to lose it completely, and I’m not fond of giving up control in the bedroom.
I look down at her. “I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth. I hope you’re ready.” She tries to smile with my cock still in her mouth, but I’m so big she struggles, so winks at me instead. I roll my hips again picking up the pace. I can feel her swallowing each time I hit the back of her throat. Holy shit, does it feel good. “Yes,” I hiss, continuing my pace. She’s making me proud, taking my cock like a champ. Her hand runs up the inside of my leg to my balls, she squeezes them, gently massaging as I pull at her hair. I’m sure it’s painful, but she doesn’t seem to mind. She appears to be loving it. “Hope you’re ready,” I warn her just in time. My legs shake as my seed erupts from my cock. She swallows with me seated at the back of her throat taking every drop. I close my eyes and take a few calming breaths. That was fucking amazing.
Grabbing her by her shoulders I pick her up off the floor. As soon as she’s steady our mouths collide in a teeth clashing, lip bruising our kiss. Our tongues battling for control until I break the kiss pushing her back onto my bed. She bites her lip. “Fuck, me. Keegs,” she begs, using the new nickname she gave me.
I give her a cocky grin. “Not tonight, sexy, but you will get yours.” I adjust my cock in my pants, and then stroll over to my drawer of toys. I bought some brand new ones just for her, and have been waiting for her to spend the night so we can play with them. I grab a few things and set them on the bed. Her eyes are wide with concern. “Do you trust me?” I ask her, my voice soft as silk. She nods. “Good girl.”
I slip the blindfold over her eyes putting her into darkness. I unzip her boots and slip them off her legs, then rid her of her jeans and thong. “Grab your legs behind your knees and pull them toward your chest. Do not let go of them.” She does as I ask, putting her beautiful, wet pussy on display for me. She moans the second she hears the massager turn on, and flinches when it hits her throbbing clit. She’s already struggling to keep hold of her legs. “Do not let go of your legs,” I warn. She pulls them back up to her chest trying hard not to let go. With the massager rolling over her pretty pussy I lick at her ass. She lets go of her legs fighting against the sensation. “I warned you.” She whimpers when I drop the massager onto the bed just as she was about to explode and now she will have to wait because I need to tie her legs up. I grab two lengths of rope from the drawer, tie one end around her thigh just above her knee, and the other end to the bedpost behind her head. I do the same to the other leg. Now she’s spread beautifully before me and can’t go anywhere.
“Does that feel okay?” I ask, ensuring it’s not too tight. She nods with a huge smile on her face. She likes being tied up. I grab the massager and start at her pussy yet again. She’s soaking wet, juices running down her ass. I lap them up poking at her ass with my tongue. She tastes fucking heavenly. She’s squirming below me on the verge of exploding, I roll the massager over her clit, pressing just a tad harder. Her body shakes and she screams out enjoying her orgasm, but I’m not done yet. I don’t even let up a little. She so responsive to my every touch that within minutes she’s on the verge of another orgasm. This time I’m prepared with a butt plug in hand. I press into her tight hole with it, opening her up wider and wider. “Relax for me,” I encourage, and the second she does ano
ther orgasm takes over her body. I slip the butt plug deep into her ass.
“Keegs!” she screams out.
“Shh, I got you.” I pull the massager away giving her a chance to calm down. I turn the plug forcing it a bit deeper. “I’m going to untie your legs now.” I reach up to the posts and untie each side. Her legs flop to the bed like she has zero control over them, but winces when the plug shifts. She looks over at me. “How’s that feel?”
“Full.”
I press a kiss to her lips. “Let’s go shower.”
Her brows shoot up. “With this thing in my ass?”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I’ll pull it out while we’re in there. I need to stretch you if that fine ass of yours is going to be able to handle my cock.” She climbs off the bed and heads to my bathroom. She goes straight for the shower. “Is it that bad?”
She laughs. “No.”
“Good.”
I step into the shower, grab the shower gel from the shelf and squirt some into my hands creating a lather. Using the soap I rub her shoulders. “You’re so beautiful,” I purr as I massage her breasts and then run my hands over her stomach.
“Oh yeah, I’m sure all my scars are just adorable.” Rinsing my hands I step to the side to allow the water to run down her body washing away the soap.
“These scars make you who you are, and they are as beautiful as you are.” A tear runs down her cheek.
“They’re a horrible reminder of the day I lost Bailey. That’s what they are.”
Wanting to distract her I grab the shampoo and begin the process of washing her hair. “What happened? How did you get them?”
She closes her eyes and relaxes a bit as I massage her scalp. “We were out on a detail when a roadside bomb took out the front vehicle in our convoy. We got out to tend to injured soldiers and I took some shrapnel to the front of my body. I was protecting Bailey, who was running with me. I hit my head hard and ended up with a fractured skull and an inner ear concussion. My hearing came back, but there was a bit of swelling in my brain for a while, and I was left with all of these little reminders.”
By the time she’s done with her story I’ve washed and rinsed her hair. “Please don’t think of them as ugly, they’ve made you stronger.” I kneel down to kiss each of her little scars and pepper kisses along the larger one.
“That one is still numb. I barely even feel that. The doctor says the feeling may come back over time, or it could stay like that forever.”
I grab the conditioner and begin the next phase. “What happened to Bailey?”
She opens her eyes. “Not tonight, please, I’ve already given you more than I’ve given most.”
I plant a soft kiss on her lips. “Fine, we’ll save that for another night.”
The remainder of our shower is quiet. Once I finish washing her she returns the favor and washes me, and then we dry off and snuggle in bed until we fall asleep.
I drag my ass through the door after an exhausting night with Keegan to find Chloe lounging on the couch. She’s in her pjs with her hair in a knot on her head. “You look like your night was as good as mine.”
“Lucas just left like twenty minutes ago.” I plop down on the couch next to her and pull the spoon from her cereal bowl taking a huge bite of her cheerios. “Please help yourself.”
“Thanks,” I say through a full mouth. She laughs and throws a pillow at me.
“How did it go last night? Did you guys talk?”
I smile. “Yeah, and I love that we’re on the same page. It amazes me how two people who never knew each other walk into one another’s life when it’s needed the most. I’ve never been so connected to a man, and I don’t even mean the way he touches me or makes me feel.” I lean back on the couch and tuck my feet up under me. “He sees me and really gets it. He understands me, knows when to push me and when not to, and we’ve only been seeing each other a few weeks.” I look at her. “It scares the fuck out of me.”
“Why?”
I sigh. “He hasn’t opened up about his past too much, and right now I really think it’s because he wants me to focus on me, and I get that but at some point this has to become a two way street. He can’t expect me to be the one doing all the talking and he gets to hold back. We are clearly two very shattered people, and we’re either going to help each other or hurt each other.”
She nods. “I agree, but to be honest, I think he likes you too much to hurt you, and I think at some point he will open up. I know he had a rough start, but I don’t know anything more, and if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.” My eyes shoot to Chloe’s. “It’s not my story to tell. He needs to tell you when he’s ready.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
“I think we took a good step forward yesterday though. We spent the night together, and though he still hasn’t had sex with me, he is amazing at giving me earth shattering orgasms.” I wink at Chloe watching her squirm.
“What are your plans for today?” Chloe slaps me on the leg, changing the subject.
“To talk to you about my earth shattering orgasms.” I laugh.
She throws a pillow at me. “You are not funny.”
I laugh even harder. “I need to call my mom and have a talk with her for a bit. I haven’t really spoken to them much since I’ve been home, and I feel bad. I also need to apply for a few more jobs in case Harpers letter of recommendation doesn’t get me into Mass General. Why? What are you up to?”
“You’re stuck with me today. I’m going to clean up a bit and get my stuff ready for work tomorrow, but other than that, I’m here.”
“Cool. Do you have anything planned for dinner?” I’m so lucky this bitch thinks of everything, because she’s always planning stuff out for us.
“Of course I do. There’s a chicken in the fridge that I’ll be throwing in the oven a little later.”
“You, my friend, are the best. I’m going to go to my room for a bit, but I’ll be out shortly to chill with you.”
“You got it.”
I go to my room, change out of my clothes from last night, and throw on some yoga pants and a t-shirt. Plopping down on my bed I open my laptop and begin looking for jobs at some of the local hospitals but my thoughts keep shifting. Is it really possible for me to like Keegan this much after such a short period of time? I’ve only been seeing him about a month, and already I really like him.
I stare at the blank screen in front of me contemplating my feelings when I decide to pick up the phone. I press my mom’s speed dial button and instantly it rings.
“Lexi?” she answers, sounding really excited, but nervous, too.
“Yeah, Mom. How are you?”
“What’s wrong?” I need to be honest with her, but I’m not sure how this is going to go. I’m too lost in my own head, but she brings me back. “Lexi?”
“Yeah, sorry, Mom.” I sigh. “I’m sorry I haven’t visited and I’m sorry I haven’t called. I’ve had a lot on my mind since I’ve been home, and I was trying to get my head on right.”
“Are you all right?”
“I’m getting there, but I was afraid to tell you what was going on because you were so against me joining the Army, and now here I am a mental case.” I tear runs down my cheek.
“Oh, baby girl. I was scared, but I never meant for you to feel like you couldn’t come to me. We will always be here for you.”
“Thanks, Mom.” I let out a slow breath. “I met someone, and he’s really sweet, caring, and he’s been through a similar situation. It’s been a huge help to me.” I smile thinking about Keegan and how much he’s helped me already.
“That’s wonderful.”
“Yeah. I’m hoping you guys will come visit soon.”
“You let us know when you’re ready and we’ll come down. Have you found a job yet?”
I tell her all about the interview I have, the other hospitals I’ve applied to, and what I’m hoping to do with my life now that I’m home. The conversation has become much lighter, and now I’m s
o glad I called her. I feel like a small weight has been lifted. We spend the next thirty minutes talking about anything and everything, until finally the line gets quiet. “Thanks, Mom.”
“You are welcome, call me anytime.”
“I will. Talk to you soon.”
“Bye sweetie.” The line goes dead.
With a smile on my face and some pep in my step, I jump up from my bed to go in search of Chloe who is dusting the living room. “Do you have any idea how much I hate to dust?” I gripe leaning against the wall.
She laughs. “Yup about as much as I do. Grab the broom and sweep the damn floor.”
I stand up snapping to attention, I throw her a salute and shout, “Ma’am, yes, ma’am.”
With a hand on her hip and a look of annoyance on her face, she shakes her head. “You are such an ass sometimes.”
I laugh. “Why thank you.” I literally march off to the hall closet, grab the broom and dust pan to go about sweeping up the floors, singing cadence as I do to really annoy her.
“Seriously?” She looks amused, even though she’s trying to look annoyed.
“What, is my cadence bothering you?” She throws the duster at me, but I duck and it hits the kitchen table. “Look, now the table has dust on it.” She rolls her eyes and storms into the kitchen to grab the duster. She walks past me swatting me in the ass with it and then starts to run, but she’s not fast enough. I turn and swat her back with the end of the broom. It becomes a sword fight of sorts and ends with us laying on the floor in a fit of laughter.
