Second Chances

by Kitty Berry

  “Yes, Pete. Ahhhh. God. Coming” Raina yells as her body jerks and thrashes, only remaining erect from Nix’s efforts.

  Nix, at his breaking point, makes eye contact with me. “It’s time. I’m there, mate. Need her mouth. Her pussy is yours, but I need to have those fucking lips around my cock. Now.”

  I nudge Raina to her knees and rub my hands over her tight ass. I yank my pants off in one pull and notice that Nix has done the same. He moves in front of her, takes her face in his hands, bends to whisper something to her.

  She nods then looks at me over her shoulder needing my approval. “Take him in your mouth for me, Princess. Let everyone here watch you make us come for you. We’re so fucking close, baby. I’m ready to go over.”

  I see Raina’s tongue run up the length of the underside of Nix’s cock. It’s erotic and frustrating at the same time. When Nix moans and his body twitches slightly, his hands pulling at her curls, I grab her hips and slide home in one abrupt thrust.

  My hips begin to move in rhythm with Raina’s slow hard pulls on Nix’s cock, the pace bringing us all inches away from the end.

  “Damn her fucking mouth is sweet. I’m holding back as best as I can, but fuck, mate, I’m fucking close.”

  “Yeah, me too. Raina, get there with us,” I order as I reach between her legs and gently pinch her clit in my fingers. Her body obeys and her orgasm crashes over her and runs from her body through mine. Her wetness grows and the heat of her core rises. “I’m going over, man,” I admit to Nix. “Fucking going to come.”

  “With you. Swallow, baby. I’m coming, too” Nix says as he fills her mouth with his salty hotness. His hips move faster. I watch as he fucks her mouth and his orgasm sends me into mine, and I empty myself deep inside her.

  Before the lights have even stopped flashing behind my eyes, my orgasm so strong, I hear the faint sound of applause and remember this scene was played out in front of an audience. Nix realizes as I do, coming off his own orgasmic high. He pulls back, bends and swipes his lips over Raina’s forehead, pushes back the curls hanging in her face. He pulls his leather pants back on as I bend and lift Raina into my arms.

  I follow Nix, carrying her in my arms to a private area. Nix grabs the thick, plush blanket from the chair and wraps it around her shaking body as I lay her on the bed next to me. I curl and spoon around her, cuddling her into my still naked body.

  Nix looks at me and smiles. “I’ll leave her to you to take care of. We good?” he asks.

  “Fine. Later, man” I say desperately needing him to be gone.

  He bends and plants a gentle kiss to Raina’s cheek then he leaves.

  I’m not fine!

  “Wow,” Damian states. “Hot, man.”

  “Yeah, we all got off pretty hard. It was good. We played together a few more times, did a couple other scenes, but now I’m second guessing myself. Should I have done that, shared her?”

  “You said you all enjoyed it, right? So then what’s the problem?”

  “Phoenix Doyle. I’m afraid he’s in love with her.”

  “And if he is, so what? You don’t think she’s in love with him, do you?”

  “Nah. It’s just, well you understand, right?”

  “One hundred percent. My suggestion is to just let it ride for now. Play a little together at The Society and see where it takes you. Maybe this was just something you guys needed to do to get it out of your systems, or maybe it’ll be your thing. Either way, if you’re open and honest and on the same page as each other, it’ll all work out in the end.”

  “Thanks, man. I knew I could count on you. It’s good to be home.”

  May 2009

  Pete

  Raina and Brian crash and burn after only a few dates spread out over the last two months. By the weekend of graduation, they’re over, thanks to my efforts.

  I did everything in my power to make it difficult for them to see each other. I created things for Brian to do at the frat house. Me being a senior member, he had no choice but to follow my instructions. I kept him busy doing the lawn, painting things that didn’t need painting, fixing things that didn’t need fixing. Hell, I even broke a few things so I could order him to fix them instead of being with Raina. I sabotaged their relationship before it had a chance to develop into one. I toyed with him during every free moment I had.

  The rest of my time, I spent either fucking Lora’s brains out or trying to figure out how to get Raina back into my bed. It’s been weeks since we’ve had sex and I’m past my breaking point. I need Raina and I’ll do anything to get her under me again.

  My plan develops in my head late at night while I lay in bed thinking about her sweet pussy wrapped around my hard cock. The thought makes me grow harder than steel and I take myself in my fist, holding firm to my erection. I feel Raina’s tongue lick me from root to tip as I run the pad of my thumb over my growing length. I spit on my hand and slide it over my dick, lubricating myself as her pussy would and I moan when I imagine her tight pussy surrounding me. I jerk off fast and hard, imagining my length reaching her G-spot. I say her name and come, hot and wet on my stomach.

  The next day, I awake still sticky from the previous night’s solo activities and climb into the shower. I quickly clean myself and get dressed. I’m out the door in about ten minutes, my plan already in action in my mind.

  Amber is way too easy. All it takes is a smile, a few bats of my eyes, and she’s putty in my hands. After I make her come twice, she’s willing to sell me her soul. I call Raina and tell her to get the girls and head to the frat house in an hour to watch us play a game of pickup. I call the guys and the plan is in further motion, Brian never knowing what’s about to hit him. Lucky for me, Lora is busy for the day, doing a girl’s day or some shit like that. Who the fuck knows, I barely listen to her when she speaks. Nothing she says having any importance to me whatsoever.

  Amber does as she’s told and shows up after me with her sexy just-been-fucked hair and lush red lipstick. She’s wearing tight short shorts and a shirt so tight there’s no hiding her nipples even through her bra, if she even has one on. It’s debatable. No guy in his right mind could resist her when she has the aura of sex surrounding her like this.

  She stalks right to Brian like a cat in heat. The poor guy never had a chance with his pent-up energy and sexual frustration. I know Raina didn’t give it up to him, I know the guy’s been yanking it just to get some relief. So really, I’m doing him a favor delivering Amber to him on a platter. He should thank me; send a note even.

  Amber strikes fast and hard and within minutes her and Brian are nowhere to be found. Only I know she led him to his bedroom where she’s going to fuck him until Raina walks in and catches them in the act. I just hope the guy can hold off long enough.

  All goes as planned and I watch from the court on the side of the frat house as Raina steps out of Sofia’s car, waves to me and the guys, then turns to head in the direction of the house after inquiring about Brian’s whereabouts.

  Todd, Chris and Willie look at me just now putting the pieces together. Before they can react, Raina is gone, disappearing into the house. Minutes later, Raina comes running from the house crying. I’m the first by her side asking if she’s okay, begging her to tell me what’s wrong. When she finally speaks through sobs and hiccups, she explains what she discovered in Brian’s room. I respond as if shocked and pissed off on her behalf, planning on using this as an excuse to finally kick his fucking ass for trying to steal what’s mine.

  I burst through the door as Brian is running out tugging on his pants, the smell of sex still on his skin. I grab him and fling him down the stairs with me. We land in a heap on the front lawn. I lay into him hard, meeting his ribs with blow after blow. I don’t ease up until Todd and Willie pull me away and fling me into the backseat of Chris’ car.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re losing your fucking mind, man. And acting like such a fucking douche bag” Todd yells at me.

  “You need
to get your shit together, Roman, and man the fuck up over Raina. This shit is ridiculous” Willie continues to ream me out as Chris silently climbs into the driver’s seat. I’m not paying any attention to them. I’m planning how I’m going to win myself back into Raina’s bed tonight as soon as the sun goes down.

  Chris drives around so the guys can lecture me more and I finally cave and admit my plan, tell them what I did.

  “Okay genius, listen up. Tracey will fucking kill me if you ever breathe a word of this, but you do know that Raina can give two shits about Brian, right? You’re not that dumb that you don’t realize what’s going on here” Chris confides in me.

  “What?” I ask. “What’s going on here?”

  “Oh, man. She’s in fucking love with you. She has been forever and we all know you feel the same way about her. You need to break up with Lora and make things right with Raina. I’d do it fast, before you lose her for good. She’s only going to take so much of your crazy ass shit.”

  Instead of breaking up with Lora first and profess my true feelings to Raina later, that night, I rush to her window and climb through. I need to be inside her body, feel the rush of my adrenaline through my veins as I fuck her. It’s the only way I can clear my head and make any sense when I tell her how I feel. Then, after we do it a few more times, I’ll go dump Lora.

  I find Raina sitting on her bed almost as if she’s expecting me. She doesn’t even make eye contact, she looks to the ground, her emotions are on the surface threatening to betray her if she looks into my eyes.

  I’m good with it, I’m afraid now that mine might do the same. I take a deep breath and stalk to her in two strides. I reach into my back pocket and remove the padded metal handcuffs. Raina slightly raises her gaze when she sees them and looks at me with hooded eyes under those long lashes of hers. “I need this” is all I say. She nods and removes her shirt over her head revealing her breasts and lace panties to me. I lock two of the cuffs onto her headboard then I place the first cuff on her right wrist, kissing her pulse point as I do. I check the fit for her safety then secure the left one in place. Raina moans and relaxes into her restraints as I remove my shirt then step back to remove my pants and see how beautiful she looks restrained for me. She’s gorgeous, no doubt about that. But like this, so submissive I guess would be the word, that it brings out some basic animal need in me and I’m overcome by urges, dark and kinky urges, fantasies I’ve been suppressing. Ones I can no longer restrain.

  I attach the third and forth cuff to the footboard of her bed then secure them on her ankles, spreading her wide open for me. She’s still in her pink lace panties that are visibly growing wetter. I bend; take them in my teeth and pull hard, ripping them from her body. “Fuck, Pete. Yes,” she sighs. “Please.”

  “That’s my good girl. Mine. Not Brian’s and not anyone else’s. Mine! All fucking mine! Just mine. Tell me you never fucked him, never sucked him off. Tell me he never made you come” I demand.

  “I…he…we never. It was never about him, Pete. Ohhhh. God! Fuck! Yes!” she moans, losing her train of thought, as my tongue begins to rev her up, flicking at her clit.

  “I love the way your pussy tastes. I could keep my face buried between your legs forever, but then I’d never get my dick inside you, and right now, I need to fuck you, Raina. Just fuck you. Hard and fast. Feel you come on my cock. Fuck, I need to come inside you so fucking bad.”

  “Do it, Pete. Now. I’ll come for you.”

  That’s all it takes. I slam into her in time to feel her pussy pull me in tight and constrict around me. My hips begin pumping fast and hard. Raina’s eyes lock with mine. “Come” she begs me.

  My release comes hard and fast, leaving me dizzy and breathless. I kiss her nose, snuggle into her neck and inhale her familiar scent. I reach for my pants, remove the key from my pocket and free her from her restraints just as my phone begins to chirp.

  I shouldn’t, but I answer it. “Lora, what’s up?” I say. “I’ll be over in half an hour, alright? And there’s something we need to talk about. I’ll see you then.” I hang up without waiting for her response and turn to Raina, ready to confess my feelings, but I decide this needs to be done the right way. I need to end things first with Lora then come back to Raina ready and able to be everything she deserves.

  “Listen, I gotta run but we’ll talk later, okay? And, Raina, uh, thanks. I needed that. I’m sorry if that was rough. Next time, I promise to go easier on you. See ya later, Princess” and with that I slip out her window making the biggest mistake of my life.

  May 2009

  Raina

  My day goes from bad to devastating in one swoop. I can care less about Brian. I mean, I don’t wish him any harm or hold any ill will against him. He’s a nice guy, just not the guy for me. There was never a spark; my stomach never even did a small rotation when I’d see him. We never had sex, never even made out. So, when I catch him with Amber on top of him, I feel nothing. Okay, well not nothing. I’m embarrassed that he’d do this to me in front of our friends and half the frat guys. It makes me question further what it is about me that makes guys go to other women. I admit I can be high maintenance, I know some men might find my looks intimidating, but that’s all they are, superficial looks. Things people can see on the outside. Brian may never have been given the chance to know what I’m really like, what’s on the inside, but Pete Roman has, and he’s the one who destroys me.

  After the debacle with Brian and Amber, the girls take me home and I nurse my wounded pride alone in my room. I play every sad song known to man to try to make myself feel some sort of pain over losing Brian. I don’t. All I can think about is Pete. Enough is enough with us. Our relationship is so fucked up. We’re about to embark on our next stage of life, become true adults, and instead of acting like mature people, we act like teenagers. I need to put on my big girl panties and tell him how I feel. I need to tell him about the offer I got from Damian Stone, the owner of Hot Stones, the top modeling agency in New York.

  I want to accept the job and invite Pete to move to the city with me. I know it’s not the best place in the world if you want to be a general contractor like he does, but if we have each other, will anything else really matter? It wouldn’t for me. And if Pete can’t do that, maybe he can find a job in business and use the degree he’s just earned. New York is famous for Wall Street and Pete would look super sexy leaving our apartment every day in a suit. Hell, he’d look super sexy leaving our apartment every day in jeans and t-shirts, too. Better yet, he’d look best staying in our apartment…naked.

  Things go from bad to worse when Pete arrives with a wild look in his eyes. I know when I see the cuffs that his kinky side is coming out to play. I want to stop him and tell him we need to talk, clear the air, put it all out on the table. But when he says, “I need this” I melt and become submissive to his every whim. I figure we can talk about us after we finish ravaging each other. It might be better that way, we can let off some steam first, clear our heads.

  What I didn’t count on was Lora calling him five seconds after he pulls out of me. It’s my breaking point. I finally reach the time with him where it’s finally too much. He crosses a line he can’t go back over and something in me knows I need to do whatever I can to protect myself from any further heartbreak at the hands of Pete Roman.

  I watch him climb out my window for the last time. I want the tears to flow, to cleanse me somehow, but they don’t. My pain is beyond tears.

  I fish in my bag for the letter from Damian Stone and start packing. I call my aunt in Connecticut and apologize for waking her in the middle of the night. She seems to get it without asking what’s wrong, maybe this is something we all go through once in our lives, heartbreak. She says she’ll make all the arrangements and meet me in the city. I call and book a flight, text her the information, then finish packing. I write a letter to my parents and call a cab.

  I’m gone before the sun comes up and Pete wakes.

  May 2014

>   Pete

  My life slowly returns to normal, Raina and I are back in New York and I’m happier than I’ve been in a very long time.

  Drea and Mac say their vows with me standing by their side. Drea looks stunning in her white sheath dress with her long straight blonde hair pulled over her shoulder to one side, a small blue flower tucked behind her ear. Mac is dashing in his gray fitted suit with a matching flower in his lapel.

  Sydney and Damian stand hand in hand looking amazing, Damian holding their beautiful baby daughter, Pebbles. Syd, flawless in her blue dress except for that tiny little bump, their second child. Damian never leaves her side, constantly checking on her well-being, bringing her water, pulling her to sit on his lap and relax. The perfect couple.

  Sebastian and Skyler continued their BDSM relationship while I was in Florida and moved in together in Damian’s apartment building. They kiss every chance they get, and when it comes time for a bachelor to put the garter on a single lady’s leg, they put on a show better than one you’d see in a gentleman’s club.

  Tate and Brook look like the picture-perfect family that they are with their twins as ring bearer and flower girl.

  Parker and Alex sneak away and returned with smirks on their faces. We all pretend not to notice the ring on her left hand until they finally break down and announce their engagement.

  My life couldn’t be better. Well…Todd comes to mind and my mood deflates. But then I smile at a memory of us as kids. We were running through the neighborhood laughing, and I picture the next generation doing the same someday.

  Amanda came to visit Raina and I last week. She surprised Raina with news of her pregnancy. I smiled, knowing that Todd had been right. She admitted to us that the baby was his and that she had left her husband and was embarking on an amicable divorce. Amanda plans on returning to Florida to live near Todd’s parents and our friends. Tracey and Chris are thrilled that they’ll have her close by and can raise their children together, Tracey also being pregnant. Willie and Sofia are no longer with their significant others and have started dating each other again. Todd just might have been right with his premonition about our group of friends and their futures.