by Karen Deen
His laughter stops instantly. “Holy shit. I’ve never heard you say you’d like to meet up with a girl a second time. There must be something about this one. I think you better put a ring on it, as they say. Before she works out you’re a lost cause and not worth her time. I’m sure she’s telling her friends it was the worst sex she ever had.” He smacks my arm and starts jogging towards the trail.
“Yeah, that’s right, you better start running. Saying shit like that can get you beaten to a pulp by most men. Lucky I feel sorry for you,” I call out to him as he disappears into the scrub-covered track.
Our relationship is built on insults and friendship. Not sure which we enjoy more. All I know is I’d be lost without him.
Catching him not far into the shrubs, we start running in sync together, chatting again about just random topics. Mostly sports, his work, Alesha of course and his upcoming wedding. Listening to him curse about the amount of time and money that is being sunk into this affair, I shake my head. If I ever went down that path, which I know I won’t, I’d be doing the whole eloping thing. No fuss, save money and the quicker you have it over with.
Simple.
Not sure Alesha, and by the sounds of it, Sophia, would agree with that. I know Lilly was keen to get out of dinner last night. Does that mean she’s on the same wavelength as me when it comes to weddings? I’m guessing she’s in the middle of getting the full rundown from Alesha now, though.
Why am I even thinking about weddings and Lilly in the same breath? I’m not even interested in it.
Approaching the bottom of the mountain, we slow down to cool off before we reach the car. If I don’t stretch as a cool down, then Xavier just lectures me on how bad it is for me. He’s good at what he does and in some ways is wasted in the gym. His buddy that plays in the NFL is always trying to convince him to apply for a position with his team. It would be so good for him, but his life is here, and he’s happy. At the end of the day, that is far more important than chasing a career.
Leaning on the hood of his truck drinking water, Xavier looks like he’s a little nervous about something. Scuffing his feet in the dirt while he fiddles with the water bottle.
“Man, whatever you need to say, just spit it out.” I put my hand on his shoulder.
“Willyoubemybestman?” His mumble comes out full-speed with no breath and I can’t catch what the hell he said.
“Whoa, buddy, slow down and try that again.”
He runs his hand through his hair. “Will you be my best man for my wedding? You’re the closest thing I have to a brother. You’re my best friend and someone I would die for. You know that, right?” He pauses, looking at me. “So, will you?” I’m taken back. Not by him asking but more the fact he was nervous at what I’ll answer.
“Of course, I will. I’m so honored you asked. But why in god’s name were you worried about asking me? You and Alesha mean the world to me, you know that. At the risk of sounding mushy, I love you both, man. Never forget that, okay? Now come here.” I grab him and give him a man hug which only lasts a few seconds with a good slap on the back. That’s enough feeling for one day.
“Thanks, Kane. There’s no one I want more than you up there with me on the day. Plus, you’re the only one I think Ally trusts to make sure I don’t run off before she arrives. Mind you, if Grant and her dad are standing between me and the door, there’s no chance I’m going anywhere.” We both get a good laugh out of that and start climbing in the truck.
A bad week at work has turned into a fantastic weekend so far. Just the distraction I needed.
13
Lilly
AS I SIT AND LISTEN to Lesh tell me about how wedding crazy Mom has gotten, I can’t stop laughing.
“Well, you know how desperate she was for grandbabies. Now she has a few of those, the next thing on her bucket list is to plan her daughters’ weddings. You just drew the short straw as to who gets punished first.”
“You have no idea. Even Dad told her he had something big and solid to fill her mouth with if she didn’t stop talking about the wedding. I nearly died. Xavier laughed loudly, Mom just swatted his arm and kept going anyway. Dad rolled his eyes like he just gave up and I was seeing visions I still can’t erase. My cheeks were burning, and Mom thought it was so funny. Why do our parents insist on dropping sexy, flirty comments in front of us? There should be some rule against talking about sex in front of your children even when they’re grown adults.”
“No way. I’m going to be like Mom. I’m going to embarrass my kids at every opportunity. Sex is fair game after they hit puberty, I figure. Need to scar them for life just like Mom and Dad have done to us.” Realizing I’ve already drained my coffee, I know I need another one. Virtually no sleep last night has left me one very tired woman.
“Lilly, you are terrible. How can we even be sisters in how different we are in the way we handle sex talk?” Jesus, we aren’t even really talking about anything rude and her cheeks are a pale shade of pink.
“Alesha, for goodness sake. There is nothing wrong with talking about sex. Especially with me. It’s not like I’m going to spread it around the town. I can tell you the sex I had last night was the best I’ve ever had. Hard fucking involving lots of dirty talk then followed by some sweet loving.”
“Lilly!” she screams. “For god’s sake, stop it. I don’t need to know. It makes me have visions of you, and that’s the same as Mom and Dad. How do you feel about me telling you about Xavier tying me up last night and spanking me until I begged him to fuck me? You now have visions of me that’ll haunt you.”
“Holy shit. That is so hot, Lesh. I had no idea you were into games. Good for you. Hope you enjoyed it.” She drops her face into her hands, totally shocked she just blurted that. There’s no way she meant to tell me that. I, on the other hand, think it’s hot as hell, and I’m excited Xavier has got her trying new things, and loving them by the sounds of it.
“Can you forget I said that?” she mumbles through her hands.
“Not a chance, sis. That one will be coming out again one day, I’m sure. I think we should do a shopping trip together to the adult shop. It’d be so much fun. Imagine what we could buy.” I’m laughing out loud and she looks like she wants to kill me. “We need a serious girl’s night to talk some of this through.”
“I hate you, you do know that, right? Just erase that from your memory.” Like that’s ever going to happen.
I decide to let her off easy and change the subject. She looks like she’s either going to get really worked up or end up crying from embarrassment. Anyone would think she was the younger sister.
Looking at my phone, I can see it’s already five pm. Xavier told us he would be back around five so it’s time for me to head out. Pretty sure Alesha won’t want me seeing him and saying anything about what she blurted out earlier. I bet she’s hoping I’ll forget by the next time I see him. Fat chance.
“Time for me to head off so you can get over your embarrassment. I mean, I’m more than happy to stay and say hi to Xav.” Her glare says it all.
Holding my hands in the air, I surrender. “Okay, okay. I was joking. I’ll just leave, shall I, and not say another word.”
“Good idea, and if you see Xavier on the way out, you will keep your mouth shut, won’t you? Promise me?”
“Fine, but only because you look like you’re about to die from embarrassment. I’ll catch up with you Monday at the office. I would normally say have a good night, but I kinda know now that you will. Good for you, Lesh.” I walk towards the door listening to her mumble under her breath how she can’t believe what she just did.
“Just remember to be careful, rope is harsh and leaves marks. Silk ties are far nicer on the skin.” I keep walking, hearing her groan as I close the door.
My body is feeling the heat of thinking about Kane and some silk ties. Wonder what he would get up to. Maybe I might have to turn up next time in a tie and nothing else. The opportunities are endless.
We didn’
t make any plans this morning to see each other tonight. I think it’s partly a test. To see if we can both do the casual thing. Neither of us want to be the one to look needy. Truth is, though, while I’m lying on my sofa eating noodles out of a cardboard box, all I can think of is Kane.
The way he tastes. His fingers on my body, touching, probing. It’s only the first night and I’m already wanting to turn up at his place. I need to show restraint, plus my girly bits need a rest. That man is insatiable!
Showered and curled in bed before nine on a Saturday night is just not me. I’ll lose my dirty flirty card if I keep this up. The friends I party with awarded me the card after a string of crazy nights last summer. We spent a week in Vegas. Like they say, ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’, thank god. My family would be horrified at how many men I chatted up and flirted with that week. Some may have been a little more than chatting. It was a pretty wild week and I’m not sure I want to go that crazy again, but you can never say never.
I’m surprised how sleepy I’m actually feeling. Kane did his best to wear me out last night. At first, I know he was just getting his bad mood out but then it escalated instead of slowing down. He took it to another level. Holy shit, being with him is going to educate me, that’s for sure.
I wonder what the sales of magazines are like these days. Flicking through my online subscription to Vanity Fair, I know prior to the surge in the internet I would have been one of those girls who spent a good chunk of my pay each week stocking up on every fashion magazine there is. Instead, I either subscribe online or just scroll through my social media. Who needs porn hub when you can see so many random photos of naked men with some random object in the relevant spot all over your news feed? So hard on the eyes, well, maybe for some but not me. Bring on the naked men, the more the merrier. Now I’ve got thoughts of porn hub floating through my mind. I shouldn’t look. After last night, I bet nothing would look as good as the visions I have of Kane.
Like he knows my fingers are hovering over the keyboard about to get naughty, a message from Kane pops up on my phone.
Kane: Hey Lilly, what you up to?
Lilly: Not sure you really want to know…
Kane: Shit, now I really do want to know. Spit it out, woman!
Lilly: Umm, contemplating typing the words porn hub into my browser
Kane: Oh, you are a naughty little girl, aren’t you? Didn’t I take enough edge off for you last night?
Lilly: If having trouble walking today doesn’t tell you the answer then we can’t be friends.
Kane: Not friends, Lilly, we’re fuck buddies, remember? You say where, you say when and I’m there.
Lilly: What if I said now?? Would I sound needy? Haha
Kane: I would say I’ll be there in five minutes if you really mean it.
Lilly: Do you think I mean it?
I don’t know what to say to Kane. Part of me is desperate for him to come over and spend the night in my bed. It doesn’t have to even be lots of sex. A good fuck and then cuddles to sleep would be heaven.
The other part of me wants to show that I’m capable of being the independent sex kitten that I have been up until now. There’s something about this man that’s making me rethink a lot of things.
I can see the dots moving that he’s typing, then they stop. Then nothing. Then dots moving again. He’s killing me waiting for his reply.
Kane: Lil, we agreed no games. Do you want me?
Before I even have time to reply, I can see the dots going again and the next message appears.
Kane: Because I’ll be honest, I wanted to turn up on your doorstep two hours ago. I just didn’t want to screw this up
Kane: I fucking want you bad. My balls are aching!! What are you doing to me, Red?
My heart gives a little flutter knowing I’m affecting him as much as he’s creating havoc on my sex drive.
Lilly: If I say how badly I wish you were here in bed with me, does it make me sound pathetic? Because the answer is YES! My pussy and I miss you already.
Kane: Fuck, Red. I told you my balls were aching. Now they want to explode!
Lilly: Sounds like a ‘you’ problem – Hehe
Kane: Oh, it’ll be a ‘you’ problem shortly!!
I can feel my whole body heating up. Let’s see how far I can push his buttons.
Lilly: I’m all fine here. Between porn hub, my toys and my hands, we’re good.
Kane: You’re playing with fire, Red!
Lilly: Do you need the link for the website? It may help your problem.
Kane: Fuck, you’re asking for punishment, you know that, don’t you?
Lilly: *Insert innocent face* Whatever do you mean?
Kane: You don’t have an innocent area in your body, Red. I should know because I’ve licked every single part of you *Insert wicked mouth with big tongue*
Lilly: You play dirty!!
Kane: You have no fucking idea! You’re only just beginning to find out!
Oh my god, I think I’m going to orgasm shortly if he keeps pushing. My hand is already in my pants rubbing. Much better than porn hub any day. Lucky I have talk to text. My hands are starting to get busy and it’s all Kane’s fault. His texting turns into sexting and I’m loving every single word. The gap between the messages is starting to stretch out. But every message is pushing me higher. I wonder if he’s doing the same with his hands. I want to know, because if he is, I need to see it. I need a video call now! I’m starting to climb that mountain and I’m getting closer to exploding. My breathing is rapid the harder I work my hand.
Lilly: Where did you go? I need you.
Lilly: Kane? So close, please. Want you to finish me.
It’s not the same with my own hand. I’ve done it before, plenty of times, but his voice or words make it so much more powerful.
Eyes closed, my head back, trying to picture Kane destroying my body.
A loud banging is in the distance. Don’t care, just need to come. Where the hell is he?
Kane: Open your door now! Right fucking now! Don’t you finish without me!
Oh god. I jump from my bed and run to the door. Reefing it open, Kane lunges at me and grabs me into his arms. I can’t talk, I’m moaning as he takes possession of my body. My hands are clawing at his jeans trying to get them open. I’ve never been so desperate to have a cock in my hands as I am right now. But Kane is having none of that. He’s carrying me to my couch. At this stage, I don’t care where he takes me as long as he makes me come.
“As long as you have me, you’ll never ever need porn hub to satisfy your needs. Do you understand?” he growls as he stands me at the back of the couch. Stripping my pants down in one swift motion, my top over my head and I’m bent forward over the back of the couch, my hands on the cushions bracing for what’s about to happen.
“I understand. Please Kane, I’m aching.”
“Good, that’s what happens to naughty girls. They get left to ache all night. Is that what I should do to you? Hmm Red, that what you want? I think you’re desperate by now. Am I right?” He’s getting great pleasure in taunting me.
I’m close to losing all sense of rational thought. His hands are running over my body, just not touching where I’m desperate.
I hear his zipper and feel him slam into me before I even have time to catch my breath.
Heaven.
Kane is owning me, making sure I know he’s the one in control.
“No fucking porn, Red!” As he slams his final thrust into me, we both explode together. There is a rush of white noise as I collapse forward over the sofa. I’m spent and I’m not the only one.
“Holy shit,” I hear muffled behind me.
“Holy shit is right,” I reply in my post-orgasmic state.
“You say where, you say when, but I fucking say how! Got it?” I think I’ve just been warned.
“Mmm,” is all I can manage. Surely, I’m not expected to hold a conversation after being fucked within an inch of my life.
My mind starts to clear, so I reply to his warning.
“I say my bed, in five minutes when I can breathe, and you can fuck me however you like.” We both start laughing, our bodies moving together. Kane stands, worrying he’s squashing me.
“I know I keep saying it, but you’re a naughty one, aren’t you, Red? Where have you been hiding all this time?” His hands are helping me to stand and turn me into his arms. His mouth is on me, pouring passion into his kiss to make sure I know this is not just about the sex. I can’t say that out loud, but I know I should be worrying about how every kiss feels just that little bit more intimate than the last.
Pulling back from the kiss, I realize the clothes dynamic is a little one-sided. Naked as the day I was born, standing in front of Kane, who is still fully clothed but just his cock standing at half-mast hanging out of his pants.
“What, too impatient to get rid of your clothes?” I wave my hand up and down to illustrate my point.
“Didn’t want to waste time stripping off. Someone was hanging by a thread, well, to be honest we both wanted the same thing. Feel free to fix the problem now, though.” His cheeky grin makes me all tingly just as much as his touch.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about. Like I told you, I was fine here, I had my hands, toys…”
“Stop. Now. Not happening.” He bends and picks me up in his arms while I try to stop giggling. “Bedroom, Red, point the way.” I’m learning the many voices of Kane. This one is his dominant horny one. It’s one of my favorites.
“One question, am I in trouble?” I look up at him from under my eyelashes.
“So much trouble,” he growls in that low tone.
“Then the bedroom is that way.” Pointing towards my room, my insides warm up picturing what’s in store for me for the rest of the night.
***
Feeling a soft breath on the back of my neck, wrapped in a warm body, this is something I can get used to waking up to in the morning. The light purr of his snore and his chest slightly rising up and down against my back. Is this what couples in a relationship do every night? Sleep wrapped in the other person’s arms. Or is it one of those urban myths. Really, they sleep all sprawled in their own space on the bed. One person in the relationship is the bed hog while the other is the blanket stealer. Surely it doesn’t always stay this cute once the lusting stage is over.
