Beast Mode Todd

by Jordan Silver

  We sat at the table and talked like two people who’d known each other forever and had lost touch. I learned about her dreams, the things she’d always wanted to do but had denied herself. I learned that she hated this town and missed her home and her friends. She’d settled here because it was the best she could do without being back there where the memories were still fresh.

  “That’s good because I’m building a home there.” She looked a bit uncertain at first but then she just nodded her head as if accepting the inevitable. “It’ll be fine. I’m pretty sure they’ve found a hell of a lot to talk about in the last five years. And think of the scandal if we go back as husband and wife. They’ll probably start believing that the shit was true after all.”

  “But then they’ll think you were guilty.”

  “Who gives a fuck, I’ve already done my time.”

  “Oh my gosh, my parents. My dad would kill you.”

  “He can try.” I wasn’t worried about any of that shit. I’d already lost part of my life to lies, I’m not about to let that shit stop me.

  Did I just ask her to be my wife? She didn’t seem to catch that slip of tongue so I didn’t bring it up, but it sounded good to me. In fact the more I thought about it the more it made sense. Not that many options for ex-cons, unless of course you wanted to stay on that particular road. Since we’d shared the same hell why not.

  We spent the day in and out of bed while the rain beat down on the roof. It was easy to pretend there was nothing and no one else outside these walls. We’d graduated to soft whispers while we fucked, and she had become more emboldened.

  Her hands were everywhere, like a kid with a new toy. It was obvious she hadn’t had much experience, which gave me all types of ideas. We were on our second shower since even with the AC going the heat from our fuck fest still made us sticky.

  We took turns washing each other and I made sure to give extra special attention to her pussy while she soaped up my dick before rinsing it off. I’m not sure if it was because of my five-year abstinence or what, but it doesn’t take much for her to get me going. I don’t remember ever being this fucking pussy hungry in my life, and I was a known cock hound.

  “Let’s try something new.” I tore the sheets off the bed and she helped me change them before I tackled her to the bed. I moved her body around until her mouth was over my cock and her pink pussy was in my face.

  She took my cock in hand and studied it before taking a lick of the fat head. She played with my leaking pre-cum while I teased her pussy with my tongue and fingers. “Stop fucking around.” Her little licks and sucks were making me nuts. She grinned with my cock in her mouth and my shit jumped on her tongue. She seemed to like that shit and proceeded to torture my ass.

  I drove my tongue deep into her pussy while pulling her ass cheeks open. She pushed back until her ass covered my nose and her pussy was stuffed full of tongue. She got tired of playing and gobbled down my cock as far as she could go. It wasn’t long before we were both making hungry noises as we pleasured each other.

  I pulled her head off my cock and pushed her body down until she was over my cock, pulling her down on my rod reverse cowgirl style. I used her ass to pull her up and down on my raging cock savagely. She planted her hands on my shins and worked her ass round and round while I pounded up into her as hard as I could without tearing her.

  I was so fucking close. “You have to cum baby.” I gritted my teeth to hold it off until she caught up with me. When her head went back and forth violently and she slammed her pussy down on my cock, grinding her ass back and forth, I knew it was okay to let go.

  She was giving her tits a mauling with her fingers as we both flew high for what felt like a good five minutes as I shot off inside her and her pussy wept all over my cock. She dropped, her body going limp, as air sawed in and out of my lungs. Young pussy is a death trap.

  15

  Time was growing late and I was in no shape to go anywhere or do shit for the rest of the day, so tomorrow will be soon enough. She was pulling on her clothes and checking outside. It was almost time for him to come home. Now I’m a reasonable man I think you can say. And though shit was moving at warp speed, I didn’t like the idea of my woman going next door to keep up appearances.

  I played around with the right words to say so that I didn’t come across sounding like a first class dick, but in the end there was nothing for it.

  “I think I’ll keep you here all night.” She was in the middle of slipping on her shoes in the living room. She opened her mouth to object but I shushed her before she could say the words.

  “That was not a request.”

  “Todd, be reasonable, I can’t just not go home. What’s he going to think?”

  “I suggest you come up with an excuse because you’re not going. If you like I can just walk over there and tell him when he gets home.” In fact that sounded like a plan to me. But I knew she wouldn’t go for it.

  She seemed to think she owed this guy something. I could tell her that he was using her, that he’d played on her insecurities and knew that had she not been wounded there’s no way in hell she would’ve given his ass the time of day, but she’ll figure that shit out in her own time.

  “You car’s in the shop still right? why don’t you tell him you went to your mom’s or a friend’s and you’re stuck. That rain isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.” She hemmed and hawed about lying and I held my tongue because whatever she came up with my mind was already made up.

  I got dinner started while she ran next door to grab her cell phone and some clothes before heading back over. “Okay it’s done.” She didn’t look as worried as she had before she left so I guess it went well. “What did you tell him?” She looked guilty as hell when she plopped down on the chair in the kitchen to watch me work.

  “I have a friend who can’t stand him. I just told him I was with Susan because I know there’s no way for him to check.” I nodded and went back to stirring the chili before covering the pot and grabbing a beer. “You want one?”

  “I’ve never had beer.”

  “Say what now? that’s an affront to good southern living.” I passed her my bottle and she took a sip before making a face. “Yuck.” Funny as shit.

  “Why have you never had beer again?” I remembered the night with the wine she hadn’t partaken either.

  “I told you, after that whole thing with us I just stopped doing anything fun.”

  “Well your life’s about to begin babe, because fun is my middle name.” Poor kid, she got a raw deal too. I’m gonna fuck Doug sideways with a hacksaw. Piece a shit.

  I thought ahead and figured Bryan might come by looking for company since he hadn’t seen me the night before so I wrote a quick note and stuck in on their door. That’s when I noticed the nosy ass lady across the street peeping through her curtains at me. No doubt she’d seen Mal going back and forth. Oh well.

  I barely made it back next door before I heard his car pull up. By now the rain was down to a slow drizzle. I know it was fucked up of me, but the note I left him said I had company so I’d see him the following night.

  We are dinner in the kitchen holding hands across the table. Something I have never done before in my life. She was a talkative little thing when given the chance and I enjoyed listening to her open up in ways I’m sure she hadn’t in a long time.

  When it came time for bed she was a little jumpy about fucking me with him right next door. She is a bit of a screamer but I didn’t think that shit would carry that far. I wasn’t about to deny myself so of course I broke her down. It only took my mouth on her pussy to get the job done and pretty soon she forgot all about her melodrama.

  I took my time and ate her out since I’d already hosed down her insides like four times for the day. My cock was behaving himself though he was at full mast within five minutes of her taste hitting my tongue.

  I laid prone between her spread thighs with her feet planted in the mattress while I spread her open with my
thumbs. Each time I licked away a pearl of pussy cream she’d make more and I’d have to dive back in again.

  I flipped her onto her hands and knees after she came the second time from my mouth and just as I was about to slam home her phone rang. She looked back over her shoulder at me as we could both see his name on the readout.

  I was unnecessarily angry at the interruption. “Answer it.” She gave me a quizzical look but I nodded, assuring her that it was fine. “Hello.” As soon as she answered I fucked into her, leaning over her back and taking her free ear between my teeth.

  She had to cough to cover the sound she made and from there on out all her answers were monosyllabic. I kept fucking her even when she gave me the stink eye over her shoulder. I purposely bit her back, neck and shoulders, marking her. Reminding her who she belonged to.

  She tried cutting me off with her pussy, clamping down tight. But a finger in her ass made that shit backfire on her and she gave it up. He was a long-winded motherfucker it seems, and she’d stopped talking and was just listening, biting into her lip to keep the moans and screams contained.

  “Hang the fuck up.” I growled the words into her ear not caring if he heard me or not, which I was sure he didn’t. She fumbled for an excuse and hung up. I gripped her hips in my hands and punished her pussy with deep hard strokes for her little mishap. Okay so I told her to answer the phone, but fuck. Was he giving a dissertation?

  “That’s way hard, oh shit.” I pushed her head down into the pillow and held her there with her ass in the air while I deep fucked her. The only part of me that wasn’t in her were my balls and I’m pretty sure I was trying to get them in there.

  I knew in this position I was hitting her deeper than ever before and her tight little pussy was probably in distress, but fuck. Jealousy is a mean old bitch who don’t give a fuck.

  Her complaints were buried in the pillow but pretty soon she adjusted, spreading her legs a little wider and arching her back. Now it was my turn to hold on as she used her pussy muscles to own my shit. “Have mercy.”

  I butted against her cervix like a battering ram before it opened just the tiniest bit, but my head wasn’t getting in there, too tight. Wait a minute. I drew back until just the bulbous head of my dick was inside her and slammed back in full force.

  “Oh yeah!” Her body strung tight as a bow and the look in her eyes when she looked back at me said I’d just committed murder. I eased out of her womb when tears started falling from her eyes. “No go back, put it back.” What the fuck!

  I did as she asked and got the same reaction, but each time I tried to pull off she’d growl at me. Pain freak; oh hell yeah. She tore at the sheets and did that wild shaking thing with her head, spoke in tongues and gave my dick a workout.

  I was so caught up in watching her display I forgot I needed to cum before she fucked my shit raw. As uncomfortable as she was having me in there, that tight ring around her cervix was cutting off the circulation to my cock. I maneuvered a little bit until I found the right spot and eased the pressure on my cockhead.

  I flung my head back and howled as my cock jumped and spat off inside her, falling against her back and taking her down to the bed. I couldn’t move so I could only hope she was breathing okay with my heavy weight on her tiny ass.

  She elbowed me in the side when she gained enough strength to move and I slipped off to the side, still with my dick stuck inside her. That’s how we fell asleep until I slipped out of her sometime during the night and hauled her into my arms.

  16

  The next day was sunny and bright and we had the inevitable first fight. I had to go back to our hometown, which was an hour and a half away and didn’t want to leave her behind. She needed to stay here and take care of things with the ex and I wasn’t too jazzed about that shit.

  In the end I reminded her I had the place wired and she’d be in a world of hurt if I saw anything hinky on the tapes when I got back. She called me a stalker and some other choice things, which I ignored because hey, she was kinda right.

  I left a little after eight in the morning after he’d gone, with the hopes that I’d be back before he came back that evening. I don’t know what purpose that would’ve served, but I did not want her anywhere near him. I didn’t feel threatened or anything, it’s just the principle of the matter.

  By the time I pulled into the town limits of my childhood home I’d put one thing out of my mind to focus on another. I headed straight to my attorney’s office to start the ball rolling there. I needed to make sure that my name was still legally on file as the owner of the shop.

  Since Doug had no money for the startup I’d sunk everything I had into with the understanding that he’d buy in at some point if he so chose. Half an hour later I knew enough to know that I had a damn good attorney and that yes, my cousin had tried to make an end run around me to cheat me out of my place.

  When I asked why no one had informed me of this, he explained that Doug had couched his concerns in such a way as to not send up any red flags. He’d supposedly only been interested in safeguarding the business against anything having to do with my criminal record. A record that he was solely responsible for.

  Next step was the accountant, which took much longer and it was decided we’d do an audit when things just weren’t adding up. Now I had a decision to make. One that a few weeks ago would’ve been inconceivable, but now, not so much.

  I dropped in on my parents but didn’t tell them any of what was going on. I did tell them that I’d ran into Mallory and we’d talked and cleared some shit up. Mom was not happy and I knew it would take some work to bring her around to accepting my girl, but I was sure once everything was out in the open things would fall into place.

  I called Mallory on my way back. It was getting late and I knew there was no way I was going to make it back in time. She assured me that she had it under control, but still she was going to stay in his house tonight. “No, you’re not.”

  “I have to. I’ll sleep on the couch but I need time to break the news to him. He had nothing to do with this whole mess and it wouldn’t be fair to just drop this all on him and leave. He has no one here Todd. His family’s halfway around the country, please understand. If I don’t handle this right I’ll probably spend the rest of my life trying to live down the guilt.”

  Knowing her penchant for self-conviction, she might have a point. Still, I didn’t like that shit one fucking bit. “Fine, I guess I’ll watch you until he goes to bed, but then you’re coming next door to me.” She started to argue before I cut her off.

  “If you’re not there by eleven I’m coming to get you.” Click! I threw my phone on the passenger seat and wished for a cigarette. I hauled ass back to the house and sneered when I saw his car in the driveway. As a glutton for punishment I headed straight for the computer and fired it up.

  They were sitting around the kitchen table talking. I came in just in time to hear her tell him she needed some space. Wait, that’s as far as she’s gotten? He wasn’t understanding any of it and kept pressing her to tell him what he’d done wrong. I could see why she felt sorry for the guy. He was petulant and sulky. More like a little boy who was about to lose his new favorite toy than a grown man who was about to lose the woman he was suppose marry.

  She gave him some bullshit story about making sure it was the right thing for both of them, but I have to admit she had a much lighter touch than I would’ve used. No matter what she said, he kept coming back to how right they were for each other.

  I could see the strain in her and it was all I could do not to storm over there and tell him to grow a fucking pair. Unfair I know, but fuck. I sat there eating a bullshit sandwich and listening to him moan and whine but not once did he say he loved her or any of the other shit you’d say to keep your partner from walking out.

  She soon got tired of his shit when it became obvious even to me that he was trying to manipulate her with the whiny bullshit. She finally just told him that they were both adults and that
she was allowed to change her mind if she chose to.

  That had him back pedaling real fast and making all kinds of promises to make things better. She had enough sense not to give him any hope and I didn’t miss the way she looked around the room as if trying to pinpoint where I had those eyes and ears.

  I sat there and watched as she shored herself up for the big breakup but knew she couldn’t do it. She was still that guilt ridden little girl who thought she hadn’t paid enough for her misdeeds. Doug has a lot to answer for.

  I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth barely restraining myself from just walking over there and putting an end to this farce. She finally told him she was tired and needed some space to think. Had he reacted badly I would’ve put an end to it, but there was just more sulking and a short trip down memory lane which I was sure was meant to guilt her into giving in.

  I kept an eye on him as he moved around the house while she set up the couch like she was actually going to sleep there. This is the part of this scenario that I didn’t like, the deceit. Go figure, it was my whole basis for coming here. Now I find I don’t like it one bit.

  He did some work on his computer before peeping in on her and going to bed. I’m pretty sure if that were me we’d still be arguing until I won the fight. I’m not sure if he was this nonchalant because he thought she’d come around, or if the guy was just wired that way. Either way he was a weird ass fuck.

  I had my second beer while counting down the time that she would leave and come to me. I caught her looking around the room again and knew what she was doing when she gave me the one finger salute. Well now! That’s more in line with the girl I always thought her to be.

  I left my seat long enough to take a shower and shave before going to unlock the door for her when she came in. It wasn’t long before I saw her creeping down the hallway and looking in on him before sneaking out the front door.

  I met her at the door and dragged her inside. I hadn’t realized it, but I’d missed her. The kiss was one of those you’d wish your lover would give when you’re going off to war. It was filled with raw passion and need, with just a hint of ‘I really missed you too’.