Love Hurts: The Love Duet

by Leah Sharelle

  “And you should try sticking your dick in an electrical socket, might help you —”

  “Okay, okay, you two. Geez, you are like children, no I take that back children are more mature than the both of you put together,” Zoe scolded us, her finger pointing to him then me then back at Deck again.

  “Listen here, your idiot brother and I are a couple now, do you have a problem with that?”

  “Nope.”

  Zoe smiled at Deck then scowled at me.

  “And you, do you think that you and your doofus twin can get along at least when the three of us are in the same room?” Zoe asked, her eyes narrowed at me and fuck if I wasn’t turned on. When she was fired up like this she was a spitfire, and I loved it.

  “Jason, focus!” Zoe growled, but I saw the small smile she was fighting, her eyes twinkling.

  “I can if he can,” I said glaring back at Deck who was now full out smiling at Zoe. Obviously, he had seen this side of her once or twice over the years.

  “Does this mean you will be attending Sunday roast at Mum and Dad’s while I am there? No turning up after I leave,” Deck asked waving his bottle between Zoe and I, indicating our entwined arms.

  “How about I shove the roast fair up—” a delicate elbow to my gut stopped me from saying where I wanted to shove Mum’s lamb roast, I know I said I would try to behave but come on, did Deck have to smile at Zoe like he liked her? Fucking arsehole.

  Shooting Zoe a mock glare, I rubbed the spot where her bony elbow caught me right in the solar-plexus, for a small chick she had some power behind her.

  “Don’t be a dick, detective,” Zoe said, then leaned up and bit me on the chin, her tongue lathing the small sting she inflicted on me. Of course, my cock sprang back to life, again.

  Damn I needed to get out of here, before I did something stupid like make love to Zoe right there on the bar. Discreetly adjusting myself without calling attention to my crotch area, I then nodded at Deck.

  “Let’s start with lunch and see how we go, fair enough?” I offered, holding out my free hand to him.

  Deck hesitated for a fraction of a second, then grabbed my hand in a bruising grip, shaking it harder than necessary. Hiding my grimace behind a strained smile, I yanked my hand back opening and closing my fist a few times to help the flow of blood back.

  “Isn’t this grand! My boyfriend and my former lover getting along, it’s almost as if you are related,” Zoe gushed with just a small amount of sarcasm.

  “Please don’t mention Deck being your former lover again Nymph,” I pleaded, “For the sake of all mankind and Deck’s well-being.”

  Zoe’s tee-hee reached my ears over the music and Deck’s guffaw. I had to admit it was good to get a glimpse of Deck like he used to be before he went off to fight the war against terror. His blue eyes, identical to mine, didn’t have the same lustre they once had and if I were being honest, it worried me a little.

  Deck used to be the life of the party, right in the middle of the fun and causing all kinds of strife and mischief. Maybe it was time he and I had a beer just the two of us, or a few rounds in the ring?

  Mentally filing that thought for a later time, I gave Zoe a light spank to her rump.

  “Okay I did the deed; now can we leave so we can do the deed? I asked her with what I hoped was my best puppy dog look.

  “Oh okay, geez the things I have to do to make you happy,” she chided me mockingly. Lacing her hand in mine, Zoe glanced back to my brother, “Thank you Deck, you’re a good man. Out there somewhere is your one, someone that will make your heart beat faster, someone you will be miserable without,” Zoe promised Deck, her voice strong with the truth behind her words.

  Deck only nodded, but I saw the flash of hope in his eyes before it quickly disappeared. My brother wanted something he couldn’t find with Zoe, I for one was relieved he wasn’t going to make this hard for Zoe, going from one brother to the other. I know to some outsiders this situation may be construed as tawdry, her flipping from Deck to me.

  It wasn’t though.

  It was fate.

  A union written in the stars. The planets aligning and all that sweet crap.

  With Deck on board, giving us his blessing for lack of a better term, the last shreds of jealousy melted away.

  Zoe was mine, the future ahead of us was bright.

  Chapter 12

  “Oh, fuck me drunk. Baby yes, yes, yes!” I chanted incoherently over and over.

  “Hmmmm,” Zoe hummed around my cock, nearly bringing me off the bed. Her magical mouth took me deep, her clever tongue licking at the base every time she moved her lips down.

  Since we’d arrived at the bed and breakfast, Zoe had taken complete control of our night. Not that I was complaining, the momentous scene with Deck back at the compound earlier in the night had pretty well worn me out mentally. Even the hour and a bit drive to Castlemaine I had been silent most of the way, the only way telling Zoe I wasn’t mad was the fact that I had her hand in mine the entire way.

  It might seem weird, letting something so trifle as speaking to my brother get to me the way it did. But, after all, it was Deck and me. We competed for attention from everyone in our lives, why would the woman I loved be any different.

  That was another reason I stayed quiet on the drive up.

  I was in love with Zoe.

  Completely and totally.

  Telling her was another issue. It was too soon for the L-word, way too fast. I wrestled with my mind and heart and came to the perfect conclusion.

  She was going to have to say it first. There was nothing else for it, by her admitting it before me, I could dodge that horrible moment when you say it and just get a pat on the chest and a ‘That’s nice’ in return.

  Suddenly, Zoe’s mouth popped off my cock, taking one of my balls fully into her hot mouth sucking it deep.

  “Fuuuuuuck baby,” I groaned loudly, emitting all kinds of feral moans and groans at the overwhelming pleasurable sensations having a ball sac sucked on.

  Never in all my years had any woman done this, I wanted to feel it again at least two, maybe three times a day in fact.

  Wrenching my fingers from their death grip on the old fashioned wrought iron bed head, I gently threaded them into Zoe’s soft hair pulling her slowly away from my throbbing balls. If I continued to let her have the upper hand and control, I feared coming down her throat, and while that appealed greatly and I would certainly get around to doing that very soon, right now I needed to be balls deep in her tight hot pussy.

  “Baby, I need to be in you now, right now, instantly now,” I growled each word, bringing her face to mine and smashing my lips over hers and taking her mouth more aggressively than I had so far, not able to stop myself. I was so turned on, one more pass of her smooth tongue or her sweet lips and it will be all over Red Rover.

  “Well then, let me see what else I can do to make you come hard,” she murmured against my lips, her hand reaching under the pillow for the condom I stuck under there before Zoe rendered me speechless with her oral skills.

  Placing the small packet between her teeth, she ripped it opened, delicately spitting the torn off piece of foil to the bed. With nimble fingers, she slipped the latex from its confines and placed it to her mouth.

  “What are you—?” The rest of my question was halted when Zoe dropped her head back down to my cock and god help me she sheathed the condom down my shaft with her mouth. Throwing my head back into the pillow I clenched my teeth and prayed I didn’t fill the thin prophylactic before she got it all the way on.

  The other night after our first time, I didn’t take the condom off when I came then took her the second time. Luckily for us it didn’t break, how I didn’t know but was very thankful. The test results were a few days off coming back so until then we agreed condoms were a must. Babies were in our future, just not yet.

  “Zoe!” I warned in a deep gravelly voice. “Now!”

  Feeling her move on the bed to straddle me, I reach
ed out for her breast, my head still cushioned back in the pillow, my hands finding her back instead.

  Shooting my eyes open, I looked to see my Nymph on me in a reverse cowgirl position, her head turned to me her green eyes sultry.

  “This way you can play with my arse while I get to fondle your balls,” she moaned, her hand holding onto my cock guiding it to its destination.

  The combination of her sexy, dirty words and her warm hand wrapped around me, emitted a feral growl from deep in my throat.

  “Fuck baby, you are the sexiest woman in the world,” I told her my palms already firmly on her porcelain globes.

  “And you are the hunkiest, Lawman, I have ever had the pleasure of—”

  I lightly slapped one cheek in warning, the red blush from my palm turning me on even more.

  “Do not finish that sentence Nymph,” I demanded, grabbing onto her hips and pulling her down until she was sitting all the way down on my cock.

  Both of us groaned in appreciation at the joining, of being together so intimately.

  Using my hands, I helped Zoe find a rhythm that suited us both, this position felt so different, so deep I could feel the rubbery opening of her cervix.

  “So deep Jason, oh god you are so deep, honey.” Zoe’s hands played softly with my balls as her head threw back on her shoulders, her beautiful blonde hair bouncing at the back of her neck.

  “Yes baby, ride me, touch yourself while you play with my balls,” again I demanded. I was going to have to do something about my lack of willpower because the sparks at the base of my spine were already starting.

  Fuck, Zoe is going to think I am a’ one pump chump’ the way I am going.

  Acting on instinct alone, I sat up using my core strength and wrapped one arm around her breasts from behind, the other I snaked around and found her clit, brushing my thumb over it.

  “Coming!” Zoe screamed, her inner muscles clenching me tightly, a show of wetness coating my cock. Her fingers digging into the flesh of my thighs as she rocked over me.

  With my arm on her breasts, I held her down on me hard and thrust my hips up in one powerful move roaring out my pleasure as I came hard, my cock exploding into the condom.

  Breathless, I carefully lifted my beautiful woman off me and placing her on the mattress, this time I was careful to remove the condom, wrapping it in a tissue from the box on the small table beside me.

  Taking care of the less sexy business of making love, I then pulled Zoe into my arms, both of us still panting our bodies covered in sweet sweat.

  Fuck, I wanted to tell Zoe I love her, give her my whole heart. What the hell was holding me back other than not having her say it back?

  No. I was over her and Deck now, more comfortable with the knowledge he was out of her life that way and I wasn’t a just a replacement. Zoe had true feelings for me, I felt it in her kiss and her touch.

  “You’re doing it again Lawman,” Zoe mumbled into my neck, her warm breath tickling my skin.

  “No, I’m not,”

  “Honey, yes you are. Now what’s on your mind?”

  Zoe moved until she was lying flat on top of me, her beautiful green eyes shining with amusement.

  Did she know already? Probably, the woman had seen through me from the first minute our lips touched.

  I was a grown-arse man for Christ sake, telling a woman… the woman, that I loved her couldn’t possibly be that hard.

  Sweat beaded on my brow, my heart raced wildly in my chest and… suddenly Zoe was laughing, laughing so hard her body shook on me.

  What the hell!

  “Glad I can amuse you,” I grumbled, feeling just a little emasculated.

  Zoe gulped a few times, getting herself under control.

  “Oh, Jason don’t be like that, you are just so transparent that’s all. It’s just one of the many things I love about you.”

  Frozen in place, I swear to god I nearly stopped breathing.

  “What?” I asked stunned that she said the L-word.

  “Jason, honey, I have been halfway in love with you for ten years. Something passed between us that night, something that only comes along once in a lifetime. I want to be a part of something that special, don’t you?” Zoe’s hand cupped my cheek, her thumb brushing softly over my lips.

  “I. Love. You. Jason.” Zoe punctuated each word with a kiss, her voice soft, caring and sure.

  She fucking loves me!

  It took me two seconds and Zoe was underneath me, my arms pushed under hers, my body nestled firmly between her thighs.

  “I love you, I love you so much, so fucking much.” I rushed to tell her, opening the floodgates to my heart.

  “From that first moment Zoe, the second I kissed you I was hopelessly and completely in love. I don’t give a fuck if it’s too soon or if other people think we are moving too fast. I —” I paused to lick my suddenly dry lips, the words I never thought I would ever ask ready to spill out.

  “Marry me Zoe, spend the next sixty years loving me. I don’t want to wait any longer, we have waited long enough. Please Nymph, let me love you for the rest of my life.” Not waiting for her answer, I claimed her mouth in a brutally passionate kiss, pouring every fibre of my being, every ounce of love I had for her into that one kiss.

  “Mmmm, maybe you should grab another condom,” Zoe hummed against my lips, her hips grinding her pussy along my hard length.

  “Huh?” Now I was confused. I just professed my love for her, laid my heart in her hands and asked her to marry me, and she wanted sex? I opened my mouth to discuss her answer when her tongue licked the inside of my upper lip.

  “I want my fiancé to make love to me,” she explained, rubbing her foot seductively up my calf.

  My cock grew impossibly hard, my heart bursting with love as I my hand slipped under the pillow and found another small foil packet.

  “Yes ma’am. My dad always says to do as you are told; happy wife, happy life,” I agreed chuckling. I shifted my hips off Zoe to perform the task of sheathing my aching cock, which took a bit of work because Zoe’s hands were now between our bodies helping me roll the latex on my cock. I couldn’t wait until we didn’t have to worry about using these things soon.

  “Nymph, you really aren’t helping me here,” I said with a groan, my head falling forward.

  Zoe grunted delicately slapping my hands away to take over the job, thankfully this time she didn’t use her mouth. That was something I would never forget, definitely wanted to experience again but right now I just wanted inside her.

  “You will be getting me a ring, won’t you?” Zoe asked me, but I couldn’t answer her. Not with the way her thumb was rubbing in the beads of cum at the tip, smooth slow strokes driving me fucking crazy. Gritting my teeth, I waited for her to finish her administrations and finally roll the condom into place. Using my hips, I nudged her thighs open further and with one long hard thrust, I slid home.

  Home.

  Zoe was my home, my beacon of light. My reason.

  Holding myself deep inside of her, I caught her mouth in a deep, slow wet kiss.

  “Yes, I will get you a ring. Now shut up Nymph and let me love you,” I grunted against her lips.

  “Yes officer.”

  Then we did shut up, except for her moans and screaming, and my groans and grunting. I made love to my fiancée.

  Chapter 13

  “CIU 503 to VKC for a code 3.”

  I set my radio back into the cradle and waited for a reply, which came quick as I knew it would. Lately, my radio calls telling them I was on a meal break was giving my colleagues back at the station a great deal of enjoyment, basically I was the brunt of their jokes.

  “Copy that 503, off on a meal break again.” Came the reply along with a lot of snickering.

  Reaching for the receiver I pressed in the button.

  “I have had three lunch breaks, for fuck’s sake, in ten years. Over and out,” I shouted then threw the CB onto the passenger seat.

  “Fu
cking dickheads,” I muttered, flipping on my indicator then steered my car into the car space out the front of the shop I googled earlier this morning while Zoe was in the shower getting ready for work.

  Trying to keep this a secret from her nearly did my head in, finding a jeweller in town on the internet without her seeing what I was doing when all I really wanted was to join her in the shower.

  Late the night before, we got back from our unforgettable weekend away, missing Sunday roast at Mum and Dad’s, a text message from Deck reminded me of that faux pas, along with a few choice insults added for good measure.

  The wanker even used five emojis in his message, and informed me that he told Mum that I was now with Zoe.

  Texting him back twenty-five middle finger emojis in response, however, I chose to ignore Mum’s texts.

  She wasn’t happy that her sons were in a battle over a woman, or that I had a woman and hadn’t told her yet.

  I stopped reading them after those two, I would deal with her later because I was about to buy my fiancée an engagement ring. Yes, I had the steps muddled, but that happened when you let your heart lead the way.

  Jewellery was definitely not my field of expertise, in fact it scared the shit out of me.

  I had visions of Zoe laughing her arse off, throwing the ring back at me and saying something like, “go back to the drawing board Lawman and try to get it right.”

  Okay, so she wouldn’t be that mean about it, but this was important, a big purchase that held a lot of meaning, not only for her but for me too.

  True, Zoe and I didn’t know all the ins and outs of each other yet, but we would as time was on our side.

  I wasn’t that much of an idiot that I thought I was going to get things right every time. I was a man, after all. Zoe and I were going to fight over things in our lifetime together now and then, I was going to stuff up for sure. This decision, however, I was not going to get wrong, something I knew for certain.

  Looking out of the windscreen, I watched the beautiful blonde, dressed in tight almost painted-on denim jeans that were fashionably slashed from the tops of her thighs to her knees. A black cropped leather jacket, and the whole outfit finished off with a sexy pair of blood-red heels.