THE HEALING HEART

by Zelda Clemens

  Daphne took a deep breath, feeling a wave of relief.

  “If you don’t mind me asking, why did she buy it for you?”

  Daphne wondered what she should say. Should she tell him about Dennis? Something about bringing up an ex right now felt wrong.

  “It’s just been a while and she thought she was helping.”

  “I see.”

  Daphne felt the tension build between them like crackling electricity. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted him to make the first move. She turned to say something, but before she could, his lips were on hers. Daphne moaned into his kiss as his tongue moved inside her mouth. He climbed on top of her, kissing her jaw, her neck and kissing her breasts through her shirt. His hands roamed up her thighs, squeezing her hips and ass. Every nerve was tingling and she wanted to rip off her clothes.

  “You okay?” Luke asked, kissing her neck, “I can stop if you want me to.”

  Daphne didn’t want him to stop. She shook her head and smiled down at her, pulling off his shirt. It seemed every muscle on his body was ultra-defined. Her mouth went dry as she traced the cut of his broad chest. Daphne sat up and pulled off her shirt. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her.

  “Damn, Daphne,” he said, looking down at her smooth, muscular body.

  He leaned down kissing her ankles, her calves, her thigh and her pussy through her panties. Daphne arched her back as he pulled the panties to the side and licked her. Daphne had never had a man eat her before. He sucked on her clit, moaning like he was savoring her taste. Daphne felt the familiar build-up, like when she was in the shower. She guided his head deeper inside of her, and he grabbed her thighs as she came hard on his face.

  “Holy shit,” Daphne said, looking down at him.

  He looked up at her and licked his lips.

  “You taste good, baby.”

  Daphne covered her face, feeling embarrassed. He climbed on top of her, pulling her hands off her face.

  “I’m gonna have to teach you to stop being so embarrassed in front of me. You’re so sexy, Daphne, and I’m gonna fuck you. That’s a promise. And you will cum. That’s also a promise. So look at me. We’re gonna be good together so relax, okay?”

  He leaned down and kiss her, and Daphne grinned into his grin tasting herself on his lips. Luke reached under the pillows and pulled out the lube and the vibrator.

  “What are you doing?” Daphne asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

  “Seeing what you like,” he said, winking at her, “Take your bra off.”

  Daphne obeyed. He bit his lips, leaned down and started sucking on her breasts. His tongue swirled from breast to breast, teasing and biting down on her nipples. It was the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. Daphne closed her eyes savoring the pressure of his lips when she heard the lube squirt out.

  “Shh, relax, baby,” he said between kisses.

  Before she could say anything he sucked hard on her breast and slid the vibrator inside of her. Daphne cried out as an all-consuming orgasm rippled through her body. She was screaming his name now, but he kept sucking on her and shoving the vibrator deeper inside of her. It was like she was falling outside of her body. He pulled it out while she was still cumming and flipped her over. He slapped her ass hard and then she felt his lips kiss her backside. He was licking and kissing her back and rubbing his finger over her pussy, making her wetter and wetter.

  “I’m gonna be gentle so I don’t hurt you, okay?”

  Daphne could barely think let alone talk. She heard his jeans hit the floor and when she looked back, he was arching her ass high in the air. She watched him rub lube on his cock. It was hard, thick, long and she was wondering if she could take all of it.

  “I’ll be easy, baby. Just relax,” he said, spreading her thighs apart.

  Daphne nodded and moaned as his huge dick slid inside of her. It was so good to feel full. She had never felt so full. He moved slowly and squeezed her ass with his hands. Daphne was adjusting to him and grinding her hips into him. It felt so good.

  “You can go faster,” Daphne said.

  Luke didn’t answer her. Not in words anyway. He started slamming into her. Daphne met him stroke for stroke. It was wild, animalistic. It wasn’t the quick, missionary-style with Dennis. It was fucking and she came again and again. He flipped her over and dragged her to the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and slid back into her. It was so much deeper this way. And she could see Luke’s sexy, defined body. Every muscle was rigid as he ground into her. He was literally massaging her clit with his dick.

  It felt like he was worshiping her, like her pleasure was the most important thing in this bed. He spread her legs wide, still grinding into her, and lay on top of her on the bed. Daphne pulled him closer, kissing him and pushing her hips into him. She wanted to show him she could take all of him, that she wanted all of him inside of her.

  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Luke said, moving faster inside of her.

  She felt him tense and empty himself into her. He kissed her again and lay down beside her until they drifted to sleep.

  *****

  Daphne woke the next morning with a start. It took her mind a moment to process that it was Saturday. Luke was asleep beside her snoring softly with his arm around her. She didn’t have the heart to wake him, but she really had to use the bathroom. She eased him off of her and climbed out of bed. When she stepped onto the floor her body ached with soreness. Her legs were sore, her back and so were her lady parts.

  “Ow,” Daphne said, trying to walk.

  She heard a light chuckle from the bed, and whipped around to see Luke watching her.

  “Something wrong?” Luke asked, sitting upright in her bed.

  Daphne felt embarrassed because she was naked, but glancing over at him, so was he and he didn’t seem to care.

  “Hey,” Daphne said, crossing her arms over her naked breasts.

  “What did I tell you about being shy?” Luke said, raising an eyebrow at her.

  “It’s just weird when you’re not—in the mood,” Daphne said, pulling her bathrobe off the door.

  “Would you like to be in the mood?” he said, biting his lip at her.

  “Um, give me a second to recover from my high vaginal sprain.”

  Luke burst out laughing at her. “Wow, I’ve never heard that before.”

  “Really? I thought the famous Luke didn’t have any room for new experiences with women.”

  “Well, don’t believe all of the hype.”

  Daphne looked down at the floor and then back up at Luke. She did not want to have any false expectations. She still had a couple years of school to go and he was on his way out. It could never work out. It was fun while it lasted.

  “What’s that face for?” Luke asked, “Come here. Why are you so far away anyway? Come back to bed.”

  Daphne obeyed and crawled back in the bed.

  “So, why are you looking at me like you’re about to kick me out of your room?” Luke asked, holding her hand.

  “I’m not holding you to anything. I mean you don’t have to stick around.”

  “I’m not following. Did you really want this to just be a one-time thing?” Luke blanched and he looked at her like he was confused.

  “Me? No, I just—I just thought that’s what you athletes do.”

  “You athletes?”

  “Wait, no, that’s not what I meant. It’s just—why are you here Luke?”

  “Cause I like you and you invited me in your room.”

  “No, no, at this school. It just seems suspicious to me that you had this great life at UCLA and you come to this no rank school in the middle of nowhere.”

  Luke pulled away from her and Daphne felt the atmosphere dull between them. Luke climbed off the bed without saying a word and started getting dressed.

  “Where are you going?” Daphne asked.

  “I’m leaving. That’s what you want right?”

  “What? No. Stop. I just want to understan
d.”

  “Then ask me, Daphne. Ask me, not accuse me of having some dirty secret.”

  Daphne froze, still watching him put on his clothes.

  “Luke, I’m sorry. Please stay. I want to understand. It’s just. I don’t know how to do this.”

  Luke turned around to face her, still looking hurt. He was standing by the door like he was wrestling with going or staying. Daphne rose from the bed and threw her arms around him. He did not hug her back at first, but slowly he wrapped his arms around her. Daphne felt his body relax, and he exhaled.

  “Come back to bed. Let’s talk, please?” Daphne said, grabbing his hand.

  He nodded and they sat on the bed facing each other in silence.

  “My mom is sick,” Luke said, looking off at some spot on the wall.

  Daphne stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

  “She lives about thirty minutes away from here. She’s, um, she’s dying, Daphne. She has breast cancer.”

  Luke stiffened like he was trying to be strong. Daphne felt guilt weigh down heavy on her shoulders.

  “Only Coach knows. That’s why they took me so late. I couldn’t stay so far away when we don’t know. She’s had it for years now so we knew it was any day now. It doesn’t make it any easier, but now you know.”

  Daphne hugged Luke as hard as she could.

  “I’m so sorry. I had no idea. God, I’m such an idiot.”

  He kissed her neck and hugged her tight.

  “It’s okay. I would be suspicious too. I don’t want any fuss. My mom didn’t want me to come, but I had to. You remind me a lot of her. She’s sassy like you and she doesn’t take crap from anybody, especially me.”

  Daphne laughed, sitting beside him.

  “I want us to try, Daphne.”

  “Me too.”

  “My mom will be at the first game next week. I’d like you to meet her. This is probably the only game she will be able to come to so you can’t say no.”

  “Oh, no pressure right?” Daphne said, smirking at him, “Of course, I will. Coach is going to kill us if he finds out.”

  “I graduate in a year. If you want us to keep it under wraps, I will. If you want me to talk to Coach, I will. I just know that I want to try.”

  “Let’s keep it under wraps until you start winning us games. That way if anything goes wrong, they can’t blame me.”

  “Wow, thanks for the confidence.”

  Luke and Daphne laughed.

  “No, you’re right. I need to prove myself. I got into a lot of stuff at my old school. Some I’m not proud of. I think I just need to be in a position where I can focus on what’s important. I really want you to be a part of this new me and I won’t do anything to jeopardize that, okay?”

  Daphne nodded, feeling her chest swell.

  Luke went to speak when the door opened. Emma walked in looking from Luke to Daphne. A smile broke onto Emma’s face and she started squealing.

  “God, I’m good,” Emma said, walking over to them.

  “Oh Lord,” Daphne said, cupping her face in her hands.

  “Hi, I’m Emma,” Emma said, extending her hand to Luke.

  “Hey, I’m Luke, Daphne’s boyfriend, but I guess you know that,” Luke said, shaking Emma’s hand.

  “Boyfriend!” Emma said, squealing again.

  “Emma, our ears,” Daphne said, throwing a pillow at Emma.

  Emma caught it and threw it back.

  “I’ll be on my way. Just wanted to drop off my clothes. My dad’s new family is not that bad. I’ll tell you about it later,” Emma said, turning to leave.

  “Emma’s dad is Coach Daniels,” Daphne said to Luke who was looking confused.

  “Oh? You might want to keep our little secret then,” Luke said.

  “Even better. I will use my magic powers to hopefully get his blessing,” Emma said, planting her hands on her narrow hips.

  “Um, no thank you,” Daphne and Luke said in unison.

  Emma squealed something about them speaking in time being cute and then she scooted out of the door.

  “Will she be cool?” Luke asked, looking nervously at the door.

  “Yep. She’s fine, but I do have a problem though,” Daphne said, untying her robe.

  Luke watched her and bit his bottom lip.

  “And what’s that?” Luke asked, inching closer to her.

  “I’m the only one in this bed that’s naked.”

  THE END

  Another bonus story is on the next page.

  Bonus Story 11 of 44

  The Peace Treaty

  Description

  Maya has a dilemma that most twenty-one-year-old women don’t have. She is being pursued by two very different men and can’t decide who to choose; the mischievous, funny Michael or the intelligent and charming Ian.

  Having two attractive men wanting to be her boyfriend is difficult enough, but something is preventing Maya from making her decision. She feels like both men were hiding something from her when she had shared many aspects of her life with them, and they are always missing during the same time of the month. When things in her hometown begin to get dangerous, and people start to go missing and even end up dead, Maya begins to wonder if there is a connection.

  Once she has a premonition in a dream, she is almost sure of it. Can Maya make her choice? Or will the truth be too painful and cause her to turn her back on both of them?

  *****

  “Your saved twenty-five dollars. Thank you for shopping at Catskill Grocery, have a nice day!”

  Maya handed the elderly woman her receipt and watched her go with a heavy sigh. Ringing groceries for eleven dollars an hour was certainly monotonous. She couldn’t wait for the day that she was finished with college so that she could have a better job. That sent a new wave of hopelessness over her, Maya could only go to school part-time because of her family’s financial situation. At twenty-one years old she knew that night time college courses and working at Catskill Grocery were in her immediate and somewhat distant future.

  “Why do you look like your about to cry?”

  The voice brought Maya back to the present. One of the service clerks, Michael, was at the end of her register studying her intently. She’d known him for about three years, and they’d been in new employee orientation together. Michael was the one thing that made working at the grocery store interesting. He was funny, and they could easily talk about any topic while Maya rang groceries and he bagged them. In fact, they’d received several complaints from customers for their lack of attention to anything else.

  Michael was also very attractive; he constantly wore a smirk that made him appear mischievous and cute, and he had warm brown eyes, wavy dark brown hair even though he kept it cropped relatively close to his head. He was so tall that Maya’s head barely grazed his shoulder. Her stomach did a nervous dance whenever he was around, today being no different.

  “I’m just having one of those moments where I’m questioning my life choices. Working here, only being able to take two classes a semester, my mom having to raise Gabriella and me on her own. I’m having a pity party, don’t mind me.”

  “No, I get it,” Michael replied. “Your family has had it rough.” He was very familiar with Maya’s messed up home life as they’d talked about it many times. “You got to focus on the positive, girl. Sure it’s going to take you longer, but when you finish school, you could be whatever you want. You could write a book, or be a reporter for some news agency. It will mean so much to you and your mother when you finally graduate.” Then his smirk splayed across his face and made Maya weak in the knees. “Plus, don’t hate on Catskill Grocery, you wouldn’t know me if you didn’t need to work to pay off your loans.”

  Maya blushed and dropped her eyes to the register. “That’s certainly true.”

  Over the three years that she’d gotten to know Michael, something had changed between them. The playful banter between them had become flirtatious, and she found herself play fighting with him
whenever he would tease her. Sometimes when he spoke to her, his sentences wouldn’t make any sense, and his face would be as red as hers.

  The biggest thing had taken place just over a week ago on a night that she didn’t have class. They’d closed the store, and once they had punched out, they stood out by their cars talking. Just when Maya was about to go, Michael kissed her and told her that he’d been “dying to do that for longer than he could remember.” Maya didn’t sleep that night, even now as she looked at his handsome face and remembered the kiss, she felt like she was on fire.

  Part of Maya knew that Michael wanted to be her boyfriend. He didn’t treat anyone else at the store like he treated her. She would be lucky to be with someone so attentive and fun, but she couldn’t confront him about it, at least not yet. There were a few things that gave Maya reservations.

  In the three years that she had known Michael, she had shared many details about her life, but she knew nothing about his. Besides the fact that he lived in the same town as the store, she had no idea if his parents were together or divorced, if he had siblings, or even if he’d had another girlfriend before. He kept his life outside of work very private, and it almost made her wonder if there was something that he didn’t want her to know.

  The second thing that made Maya lie awake and wonder if there was something going on with Michael was that he was always sick from work several days during the month, every month, for three years. Honestly, Maya wasn’t sure how he got away with it, but there were always a few days that he was missing, and she had no idea what he could be up to. He certainly wasn’t sick, so what was it? Maybe Maya had an overactive imagination, but if she got involved with Michael romantically would it affect her life, too?

  “Dude, earth to Maya? You’re on another planet today.” Michael waved his hand in front of her face.

  Maya shook her head. “Sorry, I guess I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

  “Let’s do something after work then. I’ll take you to a movie or something.”

  Maya felt her heart pounding in her chest. He’d never asked her to go anywhere outside of work before. Then she despaired because she had her British Literature class tonight. “Can I take a raincheck for tomorrow night? I have class at six tonight.”