by Katy Kaylee
“I don’t think I’ll regret it. It’ll make me feel safer… if that makes sense.” Fire spread through my body when Eric cupped the back of my head, and my brain went into shut-down mode. His callused palm sent thick waves of security crashing into my ribs, and my eyelids fluttered closed on their own. “I’m 19 years old- by the way… I can show you my I.D. …”
“I believe you.” Each word that floated between us brought us closer together, and I stiffened when Eric’s lips gazed mine. “I’ll make sure you don’t regret it, Delainne.”
Kissing me firmly, Eric pulled a gasp from my throat, and I automatically flung my arms around his shoulders. His lips were warm and slightly chapped, and his fingers crept up into my hair to urge me closer. My core clenched eagerly, and I opened my mouth for his tongue to taste him mixed with some sort of minty toothpaste. A soft moan bubbled up from my throat, and he caressed my waist and lower back to grip my butt and squeeze.
Braking the seal of our lips, he urged me up as he stood, and a little, nervous giggle escaped me. Flickering to the bed, my eyes widened at how vast the queen-sized mattress seemed, and my abdomen tightened as expectation created a firestorm in my chest.
Delainne
Holding myself very still, I gulped harshly as Eric unbuttoned my jeans deftly. The silence was stifling, and my heart thundered in anticipation that boiled my blood. Disbelief that this was actually happening fogged my mind, and he pulled the zipper down before glancing up at me. Gingerly hooking his fingers under the waistline of my jeans, he waited for me to nod sharply before tugging them down.
“I didn’t want to say anything before, but… you smell amazing.” Fire licked my cheeks at his mumble, and Eric’s lips twitched in a smirk before he licked them heavily. “You can back out if you’re unsure.”
“That’s exactly why I won’t.” The words flew from my trembling mouth, and he stared at me, searching for any hint of hesitation. When he didn’t find it, he released my gaze, and I dug my bare toes into the comforter to lift my hips. His fingers grazed my thighs, and goosebumps washed my skin as he pulled both my panties and my pants down. A shiver lodged between my shoulder blades, and I held my breath as the fabric scraped my ankles.
Dropping my clothes carelessly over the end of the bed, Eric crawled up to kiss my lips, and I cupped his face between trembling, clammy palms. Gasping when he nudged his knee between mine, I closed my eyes to drown in the unfamiliar need that coiled in my abdomen. His fingers crept under my shirt, and I moaned softly to invite his tongue to wrap around mine.
Grinding harmlessly against my thigh, Eric groaned a guttural sound, and tremors raced down my spine when he cupped my breast. Arching slightly, I panted harshly when he left my mouth to kiss a trail of fire down my neck. My skin tightened when he pulled my shirt all the way up, and I dragged my hands along the defined, strong muscles of his shoulders to lift my head.
Eric licked my pert nipple, and I gasped as pleasure rippled down my chest. Kneading my breasts with firm hands, he squished them together, and a moan burst from my chest. Licking and kissing, he lavished each dusky bud with attention, and my core burned against the friction of his bulge. Spreading my legs in wanton need, I bit down on my bottom lip hard as he nestled between my quivering thighs.
“If no one’s ever told you- you have a gorgeous body.” His gravelly words were music, and I bit back a moan as Eric suckled my nipples gently. Searching, greedy fingers left my right breast to travel south, and I buried my fists tightly in his shirt. Rough fingertips grazed my nub, and his eyes bored into my chin for a long, hot second before they circled slowly. Pleasure ravaged down my legs, and I tilted my hips into his palm with a needy, keening sound.
Kissing down my belly, Eric kissed my mound teasingly, but I nearly choked on air when he didn’t hesitate to dive between my thighs. My hands flew for his hair to pull taut, and moans and whimpers dropped from my lips as he licked the length of my slit. Flames climbed up my body, and I shuddered while his groan of hunger rang in my ears. Straight, white teeth rolled my nub, and twitches and spasms rampaged through my muscles without care.
Eric hummed as his eyes scanned me, leaving trails of fire in their wake, and I hissed when he prodded my entrance. Tensing up at the unfamiliar sensation, I craned my neck and arched sharply, and his tongue laved my bead relentlessly. His fingertips breached my channel, and pleasure swept up just under my skin in cold, prickling waves. Clamping down on his digits, I sputtered for breath against the desire that flooded my lungs and sent my heart into overdrive.
“You’ve never done anything at all, Delainne? You’ve never even touched yourself?” My expressions must’ve given me away, and I nodded sharply before his two fingers sunk deeper into me. A squeak of a moan burst from my throat, and he laughed hotly until he shuffled up to kiss my lips hard. Wiggling his fingers, he groped blindly to untangle my own from his hair to guide it beneath him.
The hard, impressive bulge in Eric’s dress pants caused a deluge of embarrassment to dump in my chest, but I couldn’t help but squeeze it. Unfastening his pants easily, he directed my fingers under the hem, and I squirmed at the hot, throbbing organ that met my fingers. His kiss deepened, and the sensations thrumming through me became overwhelming as I probed inside his pants.
His bulbous, spongy head scorched my fingertips as I searched his length, and I moaned a needy sound. I could wrap my hand comfortably around his rod, but it didn’t feel small. Pumping him from base to tip, I relished his shiver and groan, and he retreated from my channel to ease back in.
“Does that mean you’ve never seen a man naked?” There was a peculiar kind of pride in Eric’s harsh tone, and I smiled when he pulled back. His fingers left me aching and empty, and I gasped before he climbed off the bed. Pushing myself on my elbows, my body trembled with anticipation, and saliva pooled in my mouth. Unbuttoning his shirt hurriedly, he stepped out of his pants to held out his arms in that ‘impressive, huh’ stance.
And boy- oh, oh boy was Eric impressive.
“You’re like a model-“ The words flew from my mouth before I could stop them, and I blushed furiously when Eric laughed a deep, hearty sound. His sculpted chest tightened, and his 4-pack, defined abs rippled under taut, tanned skin. I couldn’t help myself from scanning farther down, and a lump formed in my throat as I stared none-too-subtly at his manhood. It stood tall, proud, darker at the base with a very clear line that tinted red about halfway up.
“You’re very beautiful, as well, Delainne.” Swiping his pants from the floor, he fished for his wallet with a pleased grin created shallow dents in his cheeks. “I work out every day. It’s kind of my and Maggie’s thing we like to do together at the gym.”
“I never work out- I mean, beyond what I normally do. I ride a bike everywhere, and… uh- but I watch what I eat. My mom only lived as long as she did because of what she ate… I don’t know how true that is, but…” Producing a condom from his wallet, Eric cast me a knowing look and nod, and I licked my lips heavily as anxiety curdled in my gut. “That’s not the- ehm- sexiest… topic…”
“Maybe you can come with us sometime? I bet you’d look great in yoga pants.” My face flamed as Eric winked at me, and I inhaled a shallow, shaky breath while he rolled the condom down his length. “Seriously, though, we should exchange numbers. It’d be good for you to have someone to call.”
“Yeah… we should.” Crawling over me to capture my lips, Eric groaned as he propped his elbows on either side of my head. The conversation died in that moment, and I couldn’t even think to revive it when his shielded head brushed against my wet folds. My heart stuttered, and I stilled when he reached between us to guide himself to my entrance. Swiping the latex against my slit, he slipped his tongue between my teeth to steal what little breath I managed.
Gripping the comforter with white-knuckle tightness, I tensed when Eric nudged my seeping hole, and he kissed me harder. The head of his cock breached my virginal barrier, and I jerked automatically only for h
im to grab my hip with bruising force.
But the pain was nothing more than a surprisingly dull sting, and I huffed short, shallow breaths when Eric pulled back. Bracing his palm beside my head, he thrust his hips slightly, and my eyes nearly boggled out of their sockets. Discomfort rippled through me as he stretched my walls, and I shuddered as pressure built in my skull.
Exhaling harshly as Eric inched deeper, my hands flew to his waist, and I pulled my knees up only to be blasted with pure, unfiltered euphoria. Squeezing my eyes shut, I scrunched up my face and ground my teeth as wave after wave of pleasure rippled out from my core. The tingles swept up to my collar bones and down to my toes, and I couldn’t breathe from the potency of it.
“Fuck-“ Blowing out a hot breath that scorched my cheek, Eric’s rasp coaxed one of my eyes open. His face pinched, expression tense and red around orbs that glittered brilliantly and lips pursed thin. “God- you’re fucking nirvana, Delainne.”
“Th- tha-ah-h-!” Moaning loudly when Eric pulled back, I flung my head to the side and dug my nails into his hard flesh. The sensation sent buzzing up my spine, and I gulped down a huge breath. He thrust slowly, deeply, and he pressed his forehead against my temple as pleasure seized my nerves. His rhythm echoed the blood pounding against my ear drums, and I urged him faster as frantic need welled inside me.
The sting fell out of my scope of comprehension, and Eric pushed himself up onto strong, muscular arms. His hips collided with mine with a soft slap, and moan after moan dropped from my crackling lips. Stars popped at the corners of my vision, and I gripped his shoulders to tilt my hips greedily.
No- there was no way I would regret this.
“It’s so good!” My tortured groan earned me a growling sort of noise that sent thrill through me, and Eric picked up his pace gradually. “Oh-h-h God- Eric…”
“How’s the pain?” Shaking my head furiously, I gasped when he pushed himself up to balance on his knees. Powerful arms hooked against the small of my back, and I squealed when he rammed into my channel. His length throbbed, and my toes curled from the pleasure of him. A choking, harsh gasp rained down on me, and he thrust a steady, pounding beat that knocked my heart out of sync.
“Good- good- good- Oh-h- God! Yes-s-s!” Rasping pants burst from my throat as Eric thrust again and again, and it seemed to go on forever. My walls tightened around his length as it throbbed hotly, and pleasure threatened to whisk me away.
Only when Eric dropped me did I realize it was over, and he slumped back on his ankles as disappointment swept through me. The knots in my abdomen twisted and clenched, and I forced my heavy eyelids open. He stared at me, a big, fat smirk stretching his lips, and I couldn’t hide the face I pulled before he leaned down to kiss my lips hard.
“You’re adorable.” The energy seeped from my entire body, and I groaned softly in protest when Eric pulled back. His smile widened, became slicker, and I licked my lips between heavy pants. “It’s not that great the first time.”
“It gets better?” Surprise and expectation heightened my rasp, and Eric belted out a laugh. Laying down next to me, he propped his cheek on his bicep and drew circles on my abdomen with his free hand while I struggled with the notion that it gets better. “We should do it again.”
“I’ll give you my number so you can call me and ask.” Blushing brightly at the twinkle in his eye, I rolled over heavily, away from him. He only gripped my hip, shuffling to spoon me and nudge his knee between my trembling legs. Kissing my neck, he gathered my hair to pull it out of the way before whispering in my ear. “Or, you can give me your number so that I’ll call you and tell you. Whichever you’re more comfortable with, Delainne.”
Eric
Driving leisurely through my familiar neighborhood, I tapped the steering wheel as my good mood permeated my entire body. My mind race through the weekend over and over again, and a smile permanently tilted my lips. The conference had been less than interesting, but it was the events around it that gave me a tickle in my chest.
I’d almost forgotten what it felt like a have sex with a woman; it’d just been so long that I’d resigned myself to the fact that it had little chance of happening. True- the circumstances could’ve been better, but I wasn’t going to judge.
Delainne enjoyed herself despite what was going on with her life…. And my good mood tanked at that thought. Pursing my lips as they drooped, I inhaled sharply while rolling to a stop in front of a four-way. My heart beat harder, and her face when she told me about her step-brother’s creepiness flashed behind my eyelids when I blinked.
She seemed like a perfectly normal, well-adjusted young woman, but Delainne came off as less so. Until I struck up a conversation with her, I thought she was in serious trouble. Her boss had flipped the fuck out, aggressively questioning me in front of his workers about her. They all looked uncomfortable, and I’d bet money they jumped to conclusions. However, she wasn’t disillusioned and trusted herself- obviously- because hearing her story didn’t give me the impression that she’d stuck around long.
The signs were there, and she was proactive. Donald seemed to really care about Delainne’s welfare, and that made it easier for me to let her leave. A cold shiver slid down my spine at the notion that my own daughter would undoubtedly be forced to handle something like Delainne’s situation one day.
Pulling through the intersection, I shook my head viciously even though the thought always lingered in the back of my mind. Maggie was six, nearly seven, but she was already strong-willed and vocal about her feelings. I hoped beyond hope that she’d never grow out of it, and if she was anything like her mother- she wouldn’t.
For the first time in a long time, Sasha became the focus of my thoughts. We met through a mutual friend, and the sexual attraction that I felt for her was insane. Every time I came state-side, we’d get together. Then, out of the blue, I get a letter overseas that she’s pregnant, and the baby was mine. I’d only been at my outpost for three weeks, so I knew the timing was right- but we were never exclusive.
The paternity test after Sasha died proved my doubts wrong. Even now, I felt her loss keenly; Maggie had to grow up without a mother, and I lost the potential that we could’ve had.
My house came into view, and I shirked off the heavy thoughts once and for all. Excitement flooded my veins, and a smile fixed itself on my face once again as I pulled into my driveway. The baby blue siding soaked up bright, harsh sunlight, and I shut off my car swiftly to climb out of the cabin. Urgency hastened my steps around my vehicle and across the driveway, but my heart leaped into my throat when the pristine, white, front door flung open.
Maggie’s red, tearstained face made the world dimmer, and she ran headlong towards me with a piercing shriek. Confusion and panic knitted my brows, and my palms tingled when she slammed into my chest. Messy, thick, brown curls that hadn’t been brushed whipped across my face, and she babbled incoherently as her little body trembled in my arms. Shock blocked my words at the base of my tongue, and I could only stare at the door waiting for the babysitter to appear and explain what happened.
But the seconds ticked by on pins and needles, and the girl never showed.
“Mags- baby- where’s Kayla? What happened?” My heart throbbed in my throat as Maggie just shook her head and sobbed, and a devastating through slowly crept up on my dazed mind. Kneeling down, I wiped her chubby, rough cheeks with my thumbs as a cold sweat broke out under my uniform. “Where’s Kayla?”
“I- I woke up and s- she was gon-ne!” I instantly checked my watch, and smoke poured out of my ears from how hard I tried to calculate how long my daughter had been home alone. It couldn’t have been more than 3 hours since she woke up, as the time only read 9:54am. That’s a lifetime for a six-year-old that doesn’t know how to call me on the house phone.
Sitting down on the scalding pavement, I held Maggie in my lap and rocked back and forth as the hairs on my body stood up straight. Goosebumps washed my skin, and a rage rampaged through my chest to chase
away the shock. My girl was alone for three hours- maybe longer, if my teenage, dumbass babysitter had left right after she fell asleep last night.
Rushing to fish out my cell phone, I called 9-1-1 with trembling fingers and struggled to breathe. Maggie whimpered as she cried, and I held her tightly and stroked her hair before an operator answered my call. The world seemed to snap into place, and I explained the situation as my chest constricted tighter and tighter around a heart that beat too fast.
Kissing Maggie’s crown, I sat there in the baking heat and waited in anxious anticipation for her to calm down enough for me to talk to her.
“Hey- hey- it’s okay. I’m here, now. I’m not gunna leave you alone, baby.” Rubbing her face into my shirt, Maggie sniffled hard in answer, but I took that without prejudice. She was only six, after all. “Can you tell me what happened? Was Kayla here last night to put you to sleep?”
“Ye- yeah…” Hiccupping harshly, my daughter struggled through a shallow breath while my mind whirred furiously. “She read me the bedtime story, and I fell asleep… and then- I woke up, and she was gone. And I don’t know where she went.”
“It’s not your fault, baby. I’m gunna find out where she went.” And I’m fucking pressing charges. Kayla was 16 years old; she fucking knew better than to leave. My gaze flickered down the road, and I could’ve breathed fire- I was so angry. I never thought she would be so stupid. I knew where she lived. I knew her fucking parents, for fuck’s sake. They gave me a gift for Veteran’s day and Armed Forces Day.
“Did you eat anything, Maggie?” My daughter shook her head at my probing, and my stomach dropped out of my asshole. She was already tiny for her age, and she was probably starving. “Okay- how about we go out to eat breakfast, hmm? We can go get anything you want.”
“Anything?” A light twinkled in her puffy, red-rimmed eyes, and I nodded furiously before the sound of a car approaching pulled my attention down the middle. “Even Mc’Clarie? Can we get the big breakfast?”
