Echoes and Entanglements (Remington Carter Book 1)

by Emma Cole

  As I reach out to touch him dragging my hands down all the ridges on his abs until I get to his hard length. The tip is wet and leaking he’s so turned on. As I curl my fingers around him he presses into my hand more fully with a groan, I realize my fingers won’t meet around him and he’s long, much longer than I expected. Holy shit, how am I going to get that to fit. Suddenly I’m glad he’s not going to have to breach anything, (that’s a story for another time), he’s bigger than others I’ve touched or seen in person and that’s saying something as they weren’t small in any capacity. I look down to see what I’m holding and my eyes widen. Yep that’s gonna take some maneuvering. I look back up to Eli and see a smug look on his face. Of course he’s proud of it. What guy wouldn’t be? Right then Eli starts a side to side flicking motion with his fingers curled up into that sensitive pad of flesh inside me causing my walls to flutter around him. If he keeps that up I’ll be coming in minutes. As my breathing gets rapid and shallow and my muscles tense up I keep eye contact. “Let go Remi, I want to watch you fall apart.” With those words he adds a fourth finger and this one burns as it stretches me, but I’m so wet my tightness doesn’t slow him down. I twist my hips not sure if I want to escape him or bury his hand further. My choice is made for me as he begins that scissoring motion again, I haven’t taken my hands off his shoulders and my nails are digging into his skin, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He switches back to hooking his fingers up and into me, but it feels different this time. I realize he’s kept two straight and pushing outwards as his middle fingers flick against that sensitive pad. I begin moving my hips in rhythm with his motions as guttural sounds begin escaping my mouth. My eyes drift to half-mast and I give myself over to the sensations he’s causing. My walls flutter harder and more rapidly beginning to pin his fingers down. The orgasm hits with a rush and I clamp down on his fingers, I hear a stunned ‘holy shit’ from Eli as I spasm around his hand and he presses his dick firmly into my thigh seeking relief. As I come back down I feel Eli slowly moving his fingers causing little aftershocks, but calming me at the same time. My thighs and asscrack are wet from my own cum. I’m a little embarrassed now that I’m done. Eli catches my gaze again. “Don’t be shy, that was beautiful,” he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them, “and you taste even better than you look.” Well crap, Eli’s kinda dirty, I think I like it. Not such a good boy now is he?

  “Not to be indelicate by bringing it up, because lord knows I really don’t want to talk about other men touching you, but my fingers aren’t that short and I didn’t feel any….barriers I guess would be the best word. I was hoping since I’m bigger than most that I could make it better for you by using my hand.” I’m confused for a second then get what he’s talking about.

  “Oh yeah, that. So, I meant what I said when I said I haven’t had sex. It’s just that, sex. Intercourse, with a guy. We’ll just say someone else had a bit of the same idea and you won’t hurt me other than what I’m going to be feeling tomorrow from what you’re packing. Saddle sore is what Alex refers to it as.” Eli chuckles a bit at the lame joke I tacked on at the end. Details of why I don’t have a hymen aren’t needed right now. A major mood killer, the talk has already been serious enough.

  “Okay, so I get to dive in so to speak?” Eli asks this with a raised brow.

  “Yes, can we quit talking now? I want you in me something fierce.” That takes all amusement off his face and the hungry look comes back. He rolls over me between my thighs and I plant one foot on the bed and wrap the other around his hip. Eli takes the thigh of my planted leg and lifts up and out with his thick arm supporting the back of my knee. “It’ll be easier this way.” As his tip reaches my entrance he pauses, “I’ve never done this without a condom. If I don’t last I’ll make it up to you.” With that warning he begins to push his way inside, or so I thought. His blunt tip hits my folds and slides through, but then he hits the ring of my entrance. As he presses forward he rotates his hips a little back and forth that causes a small twisting motion that causes the head of his penis to just begin to penetrate me. The burning intensifies, but it’s not terrible, just a little uncomfortable. Again, I’m so wet there aren’t any hang-ups, just pressure.

  “Normally I would use lube, but you’re so wet already I don’t think I need it. If you want some let me know. I promise it’ll feel good after you adjust.” He’s so sweet, if a little untimely. He can totally shut up now and just do this.

  “I’m good.” I wiggle around some and he slips in further with a grunt. His eyes are looking strained and his mouth is open, panting a little. I can tell he just wants to push through, but he’s trying to be careful. Must suck sometimes to be so well endowed. Poor guy. Or poor me, maybe. He lets the pressure off, but doesn’t back up, he reaches down and rubs my clit making me clench around him. My muscles grab onto his tip and actually seem to pull him in some with the motion. As he’s pulled into me Eli starts pushing again, never letting up on my clit. I open my mouth, but no sound comes out, he’s sliding in steadily, filling me up. I feel full and I know there’s only so much actual space he can take up. He stops again and starts kissing me as I adjust. When I nudge my hips up he drops his weight and lets gravity finish linking us. He hits bottom and grabs my hip with a hard thrust to shove deeper. I squeal with the sensation of almost pain. He holds me there and I can feel him flexing in his excitement. I start to throb where he’s pushing in, I feel almost sick to my stomach with the fullness. I don’t know if I’m going to like this, but I’m not sure how to say it without hurting his feelings. At that point he pulls halfway and hits the end again. Alright I’m about done, fuck that hurt. It’s really not looking good for continuing. I finally get to this point and literally can’t fit the guy. Only with my luck.

  He looks down at me and looks crushed by the pain he must see on my face. “Shit baby, I’m sorry. Just hold on a sec okay?” I nod my acquiescence. He has about thirty seconds before I kick him off me. He pulls out almost all the way and I breathe a breath of relief. His eyes are looking very determined. He starts slow shallow thrusts with both our pelvises tipped up. In this position he’s pulling at the back of my opening and rubbing that sensitive spot right inside my pussy in a really nice way. I quickly forget that I was in pain a few seconds ago. This is awesome. I look up in shock at Eli. He has a cocky grin on his face. It says ‘I told you so.’ He picks up his pace until I’m getting worked up into another orgasm, right before I get close enough he plunges back in hitting the end of me and beyond it seems then instantly backing up to that rocking pace again before I can even register that it didn’t hurt so much that time. He alternates that way for several minutes, every time I get relaxed he quickly enters fully until I can’t take it anymore. I’m thrashing my head, my hair sticking to my sweaty face, begging for him to finish it. He doesn’t comply, but now the full strokes are more complete and at the end he holds me to him tightly while flexing. I feel it building in my stomach shooting streaks of heat through my abdomen. This feels different than getting off from his hand. I lock gazes with him as he picks up the pace, keeping a close study on my expression for his cues. He’s now actually pounding me hard and I’m loving it, arching my back up with my head back, barely able to keep my eyes open. I feel my impending release and tighten like a fist around his girth as it begins. I feel it coming hard and deep, before the first wave crashes over I hear Eli mutter ‘shit’ as he closes his eyes and groans. My tightening walls have locked him in and all he can do is flex his hips and rub them in circles as he loses control and starts to come. He’s desperately trying to rub my clit in a rhythm to bring me with him, but the pulsing of his shaft buried so deep with the rocking he’s doing is bringing it on hard. It swells over me making my stomach muscles clench tight as I wrap myself around him tightly trapping his hand between my legs and his head in my arms as I hang on until the spasms loosen. Again, Holy Shit. Seems about all I can say tonight. That’s just not normal, I think as we both begin to relax and I catch my b
reath. I’m going to have a charlie horse after that. Eli looks down at me with a wondrous smile. He looks right at me still holding me tight.

  “I love you Remi.” I freeze. Can I do it? Sure as shit can girlfriend. Buck up and tell him.

  “I love you too, Eli.” I whisper it. Almost afraid to hear it aloud, as if he’ll reject it, even if he did tell me first. His smile is brilliant. He swoops in for a kiss and we don’t come up for air for several minutes. By now he’s gone mostly flaccid and slipped out of me along with a bit of a mess.

  He gives me a few pecks on the lips. “Hold on,” he says as he gets up. “Let me get cleaned up,” he walks into his bathroom and I hear water running. After a minute he comes back with a washcloth. I reach to take it, but he shakes his head. “I made the mess I’ll clean it up.” I blush bright red as he looks down directly at me splayed legs and all even though we just made love. He leans over and kisses near my belly button then takes the warm cloth to gently clean me. When he pulls back it’s slightly tinted pink. “I’m sorry baby. I don’t think you’re bleeding, maybe just bumped your cervix a little much.” I look at him curiously, why would a guy know so much about the female anatomy. He must have seen the question on my face. “Not to sound conceited, but I’ve always had a hard time being so big. I took a couple women’s studies classes. I wasn’t pushing into you to hurt you I was trying to see if I could get you to stretch and get you tented.” Tented, what the fuck is he talking about this for? “Tenting, it’s why I got you off first, you know, so you could accommodate better?”

  “Oh my god Eli, I know what tenting is. Thank you for all the consideration. I really appreciated it. Please can we stop talking about my vagina tenting?!” I’m freaking mortified. I hop up and go to the toilet, leaving the door partially ajar. I mean really, we did just have sex. A little tinkle noise shouldn’t offend Dr. Vagina out there.

  “You know, it’s good to know your body. We’re both adults and should be able to discuss our mutual sexual heath.” He sounds a little put out.

  “I’m embarrassed Eli. I went over the important parts beforehand, maybe give it a few times before the more in depth discussion m’kay? Most guys, hell even most girls I know, don’t just sit around and discuss this. I’m glad you’re good with it. Just, lets discuss it a little less for now? It was awesome. I trusted you. I was a little nervous I’ll admit, but it got good quickly. Now that you’ve cleaned us both up can we please cuddle like normal people?” Eli tosses the rag into the empty clothes basket and hops in under the blanket with me.

  “Say it again.” It’s not a request, it’s a demand.

  “I love you Eli.” I snuggle into him my head on his chest with his arm behind me and mine around him. He kisses the top of my head resting his chin there. I could stay here forever. I want to stay awake longer and bask in this, but I’m so sleepy. It’s been a long night. He whispers against me, “I love you Remi.” That’s the last thing I hear as I drift off after the best orgasms ever.

  A door slams waking me up. I instantly tense worried about someone getting in here. I shake Eli awake.

  “Do you hear that? Someone’s in here.” I can hear the panic in my voice. Eli is alert in seconds.

  “Stay here I’ll go look.” I hear more moving around in the living room. More than one person. Someone in the main hall, then I hear the apartment door open. I quickly wrap the sheet around me. Eli has pulled on a pair of boxers.

  “Hola bitches!” This comes in an English accent. Odd sounding doesn’t begin to cover it. Eli visibly relaxes.

  “Brother will you shut the bloody hell up? I’m too tired for your shit.” Another of the same voice and accent.

  “Will you two idiots move? I’d like to put my stuff down eventually. It is almost five. In the morning. I would like to get to bed.” Yet another voice. Also with an accent, but a different one. Australian if my ears don’t deceive me. I stiffen in Eli’s embrace. I cannot believe I’m hearing that voice. Not now. Eli groans and gets up going out the bedroom door.

  I jump up and walk out of Eli’s bedroom not even caring that I’m in only a sheet. I know I must be as pale as it as well. I’m standing behind Eli and can’t quite see more than three human shaped shadows in the dark room.

  “What the fuck Eli. You have a girl over the minute we’re gone? You know the hook ups don’t come here, we’ve discussed this and you’re not one to bring them here anyway. You go to their place or the back of a car or wherever. Not here.” He turns to speak to me peering around Eli. “I don’t know who you are, but it’s time to leave. I’m not in the mood so hurry up. Eli get your booty call out of here.” Eli is about to blow. Hell, I’m about to blow. That stick up his ass hasn’t moved a bit. I’d know that voice and attitude anywhere. It didn’t usually used to be directed at me though. I think I’m in shock, both with who is here and what he said.

  “Don’t talk to her like-“ Eli stops when I say one word.

  “Ethan?” I inquire softly, but all three turn to look at me. I see them trying to make out who I am in the dark room behind Eli. Then I realize I know the others as well. “Oh my god, Beckett? Dylan? What the hell are you doing here?” My voice is as outraged as my thoughts. Variations of puzzlement flash across their faces. Ethan’s clears first.

  “Reese cup? Oh, fuck me.” With that he darts across the room dropping everything he had in his hands. Grabbing me and roughly pulling me to him. He crushes his mouth down on mine. I don’t even think to protest I’m so shocked. This isn’t possible. How did this happen? My thoughts are tumbling through my head without any logical answers. Before I can do anything at all I hear Eli.

  “What the hell Ethan? Get off my girlfriend.” Eli grabs me and forcibly pulls me behind him.

  “Your girlfriend?” Ethan looks stricken.

  I’m just staring my gaze goes from one to the two others. All of sudden you can see it dawn on them who exactly I am. “Remi?” “Duckie?” They both start forward. Mirror images of each other. They’ve grown quite a bit since I last saw them when they were sixteen, but it’s still their beautiful faces. Black as a ravens hair, crystal blue eyes, sharp angular features. Taller than both the others in the room. I see they’ve quite grown in to the gangly forms they used to have. Trim and ripped, not as bulked up as Eli, but streamlined. They’re both so beautiful. Not that they weren’t years ago, but maturity has put the icing on these cupcakes. I see that Beck has three studs in his left ear and a small hoop on his lip. Other than clothing that’s the only difference I see. As they reach the two guys in front of me I come around to them. They sweep me up in hug simultaneously. I’m so shocked and happy too that I don’t know if I should laugh or cry. When I say as much they just hold me tighter. It’s been so long since I was wrapped between these two like this. I finally pull away when I hear Eli and Ethan arguing. It’s then that I realize what a mess this is about to be. Both twins drop kisses on my lips as I back up. Neither Eli nor Ethan miss the move. Shit’s about to get interesting.

  “Remi, how do you know the guys. Is that why you kept asking about who lived here?” This from Eli, who’s now sounding suspicious and not just a little hurt.

  “I didn’t know they lived here, or even that there was a possibility. I really was just curious about the owners. I do know Ethan from a few years ago though. Right before my dad..Well you know. Things didn’t really end well did they Ethan?” I say coldly as I turn to him. Now I’m getting mad remembering exactly why we broke up. “You took off after your dad made me go home and never spoke to me again. I called you and your dad told me you were busy. When I came by the next day when you didn’t answer your cell I was told by the housekeeper that you and your parents had left that morning and that she was to close up the house indefinitely.” I’m almost yelling at the end. All the anger and hurt has come back. I calm myself and turn to the twins. “Now these two I can’t be mad at. Their dad sent them off to military school after getting into trouble with me. Back then I thought it was in England..�
�� I’m beginning to put all this together now. I don’t know why it wasn’t obvious before. The motorcycle, the familiar scents. The meeting at school before being roommates, the coin I found in Eli’s room that I was going to ask him about… “You all went to the same military school didn’t you?” I look directly at Eli. There’s no way he didn’t know. Is this all a sick game? “Ethan, I thought you went back to Australia, but you were in the U.S. the whole time, weren’t you? And Beck? Dylan? You were here too? You never tried to call or write or send up a smoke signal?” I’m so mad I feel angry tears coming on. Everything was so great a few minutes ago. Now my life has come crashing down again as par for the course. I need to get out of here, I refuse to cry in front of them all. “I think I’m going to take a shower now. Eli? I’ll see you in the morning. Or later in the morning I guess. Guys, it was nice to see you I’ll be out of your hair as soon as possible.” My words are stiff and my spine more so as I turn and hurry to my room. Eli starts to come after me calling my name, I hold up my hand to stop him. He can get his sheet later, I doubt he’s hopping back into bed right now anyway.

  I go to my room. As I close the door I hear the conversation start back up. I know they’re talking about me. I can’t believe the way Ethan spoke to me, even if he didn’t know who I was. I don’t really know any of them anymore. I shouldn’t have let any of them touch me either. I don’t know how this is going to turn out with Eli now. I can’t be over here with them here as well. I throw my dirty clothes in the hamper and adjust the water. As it heats up the first of the tears start. I feel like I’m losing them all at once all over again and now Eli’s added in with that. I stay in for a long time then finally get out and dry off. I get dressed in some sweats and a t-shirt. Putting on fuzzy socks and pulling my hair up complete the outfit and I begin packing. I have my two suitcases and the two plastic totes in the closet so thankfully I don’t have to go out and see anyone. I know I told Eli I would see him later, but right now it’s going to be much later. I put my laptop and school work in my backpack first along with my purse. I pack all my clothes into the suitcases and gather my toiletries out of the bathroom. I strip the bed and put the bedding by the door. I find some cleaner under the cupboard in the bathroom and quickly clean it. I hear a knock on the door.