After finding his keys, Giovanni took my hand in his and walked me to Chad’s house. He held me close to him as he kissed me good-bye on the lips at Chad’s door. I felt his hands under my shirt touching my lower back tattoo.
I didn’t want him to pull away, but he did. He held one of my hands as he walked away then let it go slowly. I couldn’t help but watch him as he went back to his apartment. I missed him already.
When Giovanni was out of sight, I opened Chad’s front door and walked inside. He was in the kitchen. I sat down at the table and he kissed me on the forehead.
“You don’t look so good. You got a bad hangover, don’t you?”
I looked up at him. The headache came back as soon as Giovanni let my hand go. I nodded my head and that made me really nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. Then I started to feel worse. I washed my mouth out and came back to Chad.
“I never felt this crappy before.”
He came to me and felt my forehead. “You did drink an awful lot.” Then he brushed my hair back. “Baby, did you get any sleep. You look exhausted.”
“I passed out, so I guess so,” I replied. I put my arms on the table and rested my head on them. “I got an awful headache.”
He caressed my cheek. “Do you wanna lie down? I can give you something for the headache.”
I didn’t respond. I started to feel worse by the minute. Chad picked me up in his arms and carried me to his room. As soon as he put me down, I had to vomit again. When I had washed my mouth out again, I came out of his bathroom and flung myself on his bed. He picked me up and got me under the blanket.
Soon he was handing me pills and water. I felt so sick. It wasn’t even worth the feeling because Giovanni wouldn’t sleep with me. The frustrated feeling he created stayed with me, but I was too ill to care.
I woke up some time later without the headache. Chad was behind me and had his arms around my waist. When I stirred, he asked, “How you feeling?”
I turned over in his arms to face him and replied, “Better. Thanks for helping me.”
The sexually frustrated feeling from before returned. I wished Giovanni was able to quell it, but he didn’t. Instead, I kissed Chad, who was never one to turn me down. He kissed me back and soon my arms were around him as well.
Things happened very quickly. The kissing was over soon because I couldn’t seem to wait. I pulled at his pants before he even thought to do anything. He didn’t act like he minded the urgency.
As soon as I had his rigid cock out, he went under my skirt pulled my panties aside. It was all done so hastily, neither one of us thought of a condom. Just after I wrapped my legs around his back, he quickly shoved his cock into me and grunted.
“God, Chad!” I yelled, close to cumming already.
His hips moved so swiftly, I screamed within seconds. It felt better than ever before. My back arched, and I gasped several times as I quivered from head to toe with the much-needed release.
“Oh, that was a good one!” he shouted as I clung to him.
I looked up at him. I could see in his expression that he needed me as much as I needed him. He kept moving fast. So fast, in fact, I was shocked by it and could not participate in any way. It had been more than a few days since the last time we were in bed together and it showed.
After just about a minute, I let out another scream of passion. I clawed at his back from the overwhelming rapture within me. Then I called his name out as I screamed again, right after. That had never happened before. Tears began to fall as I was overloaded with spasms inside me. The feelings were just amazing. He never disappointed me.
Chad smiled down at me. Obviously, he was enjoying how many times he had made me cum. He began to push harder and I loved it. It was nothing like other times he and I had sex. I wondered if he was really just jealous that I went home with Giovanni the night before and that affected his performance. If that was it, I needed to make him jealous more often.
I screamed yet again and thrashed around, unable to cope rationally with the extreme eruption of pleasure within me. “Enough, please!” I didn’t think I could take anymore.
“I’m close, baby… Oh, God… I love you.”
Suddenly he pulled out and got to his knees. Then his semen shot out and went all over my clothes. I knew he had wanted me to suck his load down, but obviously, his timing was off.
I was a little annoyed because I had forgotten to do laundry the last time I stayed over. I had almost nothing to change into.
“I’m so sorry, baby. I just couldn’t hold it any longer,” he apologized. Then he started to pull my clothes off of me. “I’ll wash them with your other ones. You can wear some of mine for now.”
When he had everything off me, he leaned down and kissed my cheeks, lips, breasts, belly and inner thighs. “I love you so much, my baby girl. I wish you would let me do that to you every day.” Then he soon left the room with a pile of my clothes in his hands.
I got off the bed and started looking through his drawers. I took out one of his T-shirts and a pair of my panties from his bottom drawer then took them into the bathroom with me. Then I jumped in the shower.
Soon I heard Chad ask, “You hungry?”
“Definitely, after what you just did to me. I’m starving.”
He laughed, opened the shower door and then smacked my ass. “If you’re not a good girl, I’ll do it again.”
“I dare you!”
Within seconds he was naked and in the shower with me. “Now you’re in for it,” Chad said with a smile. Then he lifted me up and held me up against the shower wall.
I looked into his blue eyes. All I saw was his love for me. I wished I loved him back so much at that moment. When he and I were together it never felt like it didn’t mean anything. I could always feel what was in his heart deep inside of me as our bodies touched.
I pulled my legs up as high as I could and wrapped them around him. Without needing to use his hands, he thrust into me hard, slowing at the end so he didn’t ram into my cervix.
“Oh shit, Chad!” I cried out. It felt that good already. I really liked when we did it again back to back. The second time was always even better than the first. And that time was no exception.
He pressed his lips to mine as soon as I was silent. “I love you so much,” he whispered as he continued his powerful blows inside me.
I gripped his shoulders tightly as he began to swivel his hips. My legs locked around him tighter also. “Chad! Ay! Oh! Damn!” Then I screamed his name louder than ever. I clung to him as hard as I could while the most amazing euphoric feeling I ever had filled me. “Oh, God!”
“Mmm… that’s so good,” Chad whispered as I tensed and quivered inside.
I was spent, exhausted and could barely breathe by then. “No more. No more.”
“I’m not finished with you, baby.”
He gripped my thighs hard and spread my legs a bit more. Then he started to drive his huge cock into me faster, then harder. His breathing was labored. He squeezed my legs then went even faster. It was incredible. He repeatedly withdrew until only the head of his dick was in me, then slammed it back in.
“Oh, my God!” Then I shouted Chad’s name as my body was rocked with more spasms. I clawed at his arms and back, completely overwhelmed. “Chad… I…”
“Oh, damn! Crystal, baby!” He pulled out of me quickly and leaned on me for a few minutes. “Oh, baby that was so amazing.”
He put me on the floor and I started to fall. He grabbed me quickly. “I guess I did a good job, huh?”
I had no strength at all. I looked up at him and managed. “You’re the best.”
Chad held me up in the shower for a few minutes more. Soon he picked me up and brought me back to the bed. Then he helped wrap a towel around me.
“Baby, it makes me so happy to see you feel this good.” He kissed my lips. “I love you.” Then he took a shower himself.
Soon enough, Chad was fully dressed and I had the shirt and panties
on. Then he pulled me to the kitchen. He made grilled cheese sandwiches with bacon and tomato while I made a simple salad.
For some reason, we kept looking and smiling at each other as we ate. I felt happier than I had in a long time. I had forgotten the reason I had wanted Chad in the first place. Giovanni wasn’t on my mind at all. Chad was so sweet and very cute. I felt that our strong connection with one another somehow got deeper that morning.
As we were cleaning up, Rosario and Giovanni came by. Chad got the door while I washed and dried the dishes. Giovanni came to me, just as I reached up to put away a glass.
“Where’re your clothes, Crystal?” Giovanni asked. He stood right behind me, pulled up Chad’s shirt and touched my skin. “You left my house with different panties on.” I felt him touching my purple underwear as I had my back to him.
“I got them dirty and ran out of clothes here.” I admitted, not saying how. “They’re all in the washing machine now.” I would never want Giovanni to know I used Chad to satisfy what I had longed for him to do to me only hours ago.
“I don’t want Rosario to see your underwear,” he told me. “He’s gonna think you’re sleeping with Chad.”
While I still had my back to him, I closed my eyes, suddenly angry about what Chad and I did that morning. If Giovanni had told me he loved me or wanted to date me, I wouldn’t have needed Chad. I would have admitted my feelings to him, but I was only a “friend.”
I took another glass that I dried and reached up to put it away. Giovanni’s breath quickened and he moved his hips closer to mine. “Please stop moving like that. You’re making me want you again.” He put his arms around me and pulled me closer. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my ass cheek.
“I wish I didn’t have this thing about wanting it to mean something. I just wanna bend you over this sink right now,” he whispered in my ear and moved his hands back to my panties. “You’re so beautiful, and your body is incredible. When I woke up this morning and saw your naked body under me, I couldn’t believe it at first.”
His thumbs hooked into the top of my panties and pulled them down a bit. “Maybe I should get drunk again so I could do this to you.” Then he put his hand down the front of my panties.
“What are you guys doing?” Chad asked from behind us.
Giovanni let me go and stepped back. “Nothing. Just talking,” he quickly replied. His hand touched my back before he walked away.
“Do you need help, baby?”
Chad came closer and looked over my shoulder. I was drying the last of the dishes. I tried to reach the top shelf, but I was too short. He took the plate from me and leaned against me to get to the shelf. He made sure to grind his stiff dick into my back.
“You look so sexy reaching up like that.” He pulled my panties down a little and touched my behind. “How about we go at it again?”
“Not now, Chad.” I quietly told him. I was nearly overwhelmed with confusion.
Chad sighed and then softly responded with his fingers still in my panties. “I know. Giovanni, right? I don’t know what you see in him. I’m right here. Why am I not good enough for you? I love you so much, baby. You better cover up before I take these off of you.” He smacked my ass.
I knew he hated that I still liked Giovanni. I couldn’t tell Chad I was in love with Giovanni. It would break his heart. I couldn’t imagine what he would do if Giovanni and I ever got together. “Chad, please. Later, OK? When no-one else is here.”
The washing machine ringing to tell us it was done saved me. He let me go, and I went to put my clothes in the dryer. When I was done, I walked to Chad’s room to find something to cover my underwear. I couldn’t find anything that didn’t fall off. I put on a pair of his boxers, got a pin from the bathroom and made the waist smaller.
Chad laughed when he saw me. “Baby, is that all you could find that fit?”
Giovanni and Rosario turned around. They both smiled at my choice of clothing.
“Two of you told me to put something on and when I do, you complain.” I walked to where the three of them could see me. I pulled up Chad’s shirt enough that the purple strap on the side of my underwear was visible. “Should I take them off and walk around like I was before?” I slid the boxers down, giving them a better view my very lacy panties.
Chad and Giovanni both yelled, “Don’t!”
I smiled at that. “Why?” I pulled them down some more and circled my hips, teasing them all. “Don’t you like them?” I thought it was funny.
Giovanni got up and grabbed my hands. “Stop, please.” He pulled me into the kitchen. He backed me up until I was up against the sink and got so close I could feel his erection through his jeans again. “I know you’re only playing, but Chad looks like he wants to jump on you. I know my brother thinks that was really hot. And I can’t take it anymore.”
He picked up the boxers and covered me up. “I really… um… I mean… I want…” He sighed, sounding frustrated. “I wanted to tell you something, but I can’t. Chad just can’t keep his eyes off you. And we both know he’s in love with you. How are you able to walk around his house dressed like this and him not tear your clothes off?” Then he touched my bottom with one hand. “I couldn’t resist you for long if you walked around my place like this.”
I knew he was right, if no-one else was at the house, Chad would have already had my panties on the floor. I tried to think of something to say that would make him think Chad kept his hands off of me. But there was nothing.
“Rosario wants to go play pool. When you have clothes to wear, do you wanna go?” Giovanni asked.
He had no idea how good I was at and I wasn’t going to show him. “Sure, sounds like fun.”
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
The next Saturday night, we finally convinced Rosario to sing with Chris on a few of our old songs. He looked a little nervous as we got up on the stage. But as soon as the music to “You’re Mine” started, he winked at me.
I watched Rosario jump around like usual, as Chris just walked around. Instead of grabbing me when he normally did, Rosario just pumped his hips in the air. I laughed, mostly because I was glad he didn’t pull my skirt up again.
Then on some of the new songs, Rosario joined Chris for the chorus. He had heard them for more than a week by that point, so he’d learned a lot of the words. They sounded really cool together.
“That was so much fun!” Rosario shouted when our set was over. He and Chris were immediately approached by several girls.
Giovanni came out from behind the drum set and yelled, “Bro, no sex on the new couch!”
Rosario called back to him, “How about in your room?” He smiled, slyly.
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
I grabbed Giovanni as he went after his brother. “Just stay at my place.”
He smiled right away. “I’d like that.”
Once we were in my apartment, I got nervous. I wanted to kind of seduce him. I opened my pajama drawer and realized all of my sexy pajamas were in the hamper. I sighed and stripped down to my panties and tank top.
“Wow,” Giovanni said when he walked into my room.
I looked up. “What?”
“You look so hot like that.”
“You’ve seen me naked. Wasn’t that better?”
“Well, about that… uh…”
“Do you want me to get naked again?” I asked, hoping for a yes.
He looked away. “Um, we were just drunk, you know? That can’t happen when we’re sober.”
I got up on my bed and lay on my side. Giovanni lay behind me, in a T-shirt and boxers. At first he just traced my tattoos with his fingers again. I could feel his hands shaking a bit. He pulled up my top and pushed my panties down a bit more than necessary so he could see the one on my lower back better.
“I really like this one a lot,” he admitted as he kept touching my lower back. “I bet this looks good when you’re… Sorry, I didn’t mean to think of that.”
I smiled know
ing exactly what he was thinking. I bit my lip hoping he was imagining himself doing to me what I was seeing him do in my mind. “I bet it does, maybe one day… never mind.” I couldn’t say it. I wanted so badly to tell him how much I wanted him to do that to me, but I was afraid he would say no.
Soon enough he put his hand on my bare waist. I moved my hips closer to him and his hand slipped under my shirt. I leaned back on him. “This is silly. We almost had sex last week.”
“I know. It almost happened before my brother left, too,” he replied.
I slid my hand over his bare thigh. “I liked the way your body felt.”
“Yours felt real good, too.” His cock started hardening against me and his voice was dripping with desire. “Your body’s just incredible, Crystal.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself. You have a nice sized…”
He quickly shifted his body so I landed on my back then leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. “I like the way you taste, too.” Then he got on top of me and started kissing me open mouthed and so deeply my breathing sped up.
I put one hand through his hair and the other I ran down his back as we kissed. He put a hand up my shirt and slowly touched my breast. He slid his fingertips over my nipple until it hardened. Then he lifted my shirt and sucked on it.
“You taste so good.”
I moved my hand into his boxers and gripped his stiff shaft.
“Don’t,” Giovanni whispered.
“Why? I wanna give you a blowjob.”
I saw him close his eyes and heard his breathing come quicker. “I could never ask you to do that to me.” Then I felt his dick growing even more in my hand.
“I didn’t expect you to ask. Will you let me do that for you?”
He hesitated. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea. That’s a really intimate thing to do. It’s not like kissing. You’re not my girlfriend. You’re my friend.”
“Do you want me to be?” When I didn’t get a response I started to move my hand over his cock.
I did get a moan after a few minutes, but no answer. He didn’t stop me. He just tried to continue kissing me without moaning again, but he couldn’t help it. When I started to move faster, he couldn’t kiss me anymore. He got up off of me and took my hand away. He laid on his side and put his hand on my exposed belly. I didn’t understand why he was still holding back.
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