by Rona Jameson
Fallon buried her face against my bare chest and I felt wetness from her tears. That angered me all the more. “Get out, Tiffany. I won’t ask you again.”
She glanced between us, an evil smile on her face. “I won’t forget this.” With that, she turned on her heels and disappeared.
Taking deep, calming breaths, I cupped Fallon’s face. “I promise you I have remained faithful. I haven’t so much as gotten coffee with another girl, let alone gone on a date with one. It’s you, Fallon. Always you.”
I was standing in the middle of my dorm room with Fallon wrapped in my arms, and I was terrified our relationship had just changed. I was terrified there would always be someone trying to push their way between us. Someone trying to make trouble. Trying our loyalty to each other.
We should have our whole lives ahead of us. We should be excited to meet new people and to experience what the world had to offer. Yet, here we were, trying to cling to the dream of being together for the rest of our lives, when I was slowly starting to realize, that that might not happen.
A deep sadness overwhelmed me as I clung to Fallon wondering what would happen when she left on Sunday.
I put on a brave face, but Fallon knew I was suffering as she was. Until Leon and Julia discovered our secret, we were happy to carry on the way we had been, now though, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen.
Fallon
I curled my arms around Rogan’s neck and held on tightly as he carried me to the chair and settled me onto his lap. The chair supported us both and I felt warm and languid with his body heat surrounding me, as though nothing could touch us. If only it was that simple. Tilting my face up, Rogan smiled and placed a sweet kiss to my lips.
“What’s going on in that brain of yours?” I asked, ruffling his hair, enjoying the slide of my fingers through the silky strands.
“I’m wondering what we’re going to do about Leon and Julia,” Rogan admitted. “I don’t like that they walked away from us.” He paused. “And I’m really hoping they come around and understand what is between us is here to stay.”
I returned Rogan’s heavy gaze and I couldn’t stop the worry from being etched across my brow. Rogan reached up and lightly rubbed with the tips of his fingers. “You take my breath away,” he whispered.
“I love you so much.” I searched deep in his gaze. “I’m afraid,” I murmured with tears in my voice. “I’m so afraid I’m going to wake up one day without you in my life.”
Rogan crushed me to him, unable to hide how much he trembled against me. His breathing became heavy as I felt his panic rapidly growing. I wished I had the words to reassure him that we would always be together. I wanted to—desperately. Losing him was a real fear and deep down in a very dark place, I knew there would come a time in the not too distant future where we would have no choice but to go our separate ways.
Instead, I drew slightly away from the boy I loved and cupped his handsome face between the palms of my hands. A slight smile lifted my mouth before I took my time pressing small light kisses to his cheeks, his forehead, and both eyes before I finally hovered over his lips. “Make love to me, Rogan. Slow, sweet love.” My lips captured his in a deep kiss that left us both trembling as our clothes slowly fell to the floor.
With his strong arms wrapped around me, I held on as he laid me on his bed. I kept my arms around his neck, not willing to let him go anywhere other than to cover my body with his.
He settled on top of me, his chest teased my nipples, and his hips settled between my legs. The thick hard length of his penis throbbed against me, wetting my belly with his excitement. He shivered and wrapped his arms around my back, so not an inch separated us.
“Let me know if I’m too heavy,” he breathed deeply into my ear.
I dug my nails into his shoulders, and wrapping my legs around his waist, arched up, rubbing against his erection. “I love having you holding me exactly like this.” I wiggled. “But I love feeling you filling me up as well.”
“I’m trying not to ravish you,” he panted. “Feeling you naked and aroused against me is such a turn-on.”
I was pretty sure my eyes burned with fire at hearing his words. Desperate to have the fire inside of my body extinguished, I raised my hips, rubbed and wiggled against him…and then, the tip of his arousal was at my entrance.
He paused and held my gaze while he slowly slid inside me. I thought my heart was about to burst from my chest with how much love I felt for him at that very moment.
He was my world.
Unable to keep my eyes open another moment, I let them fall closed and held on to Rogan. My feet slid from his butt and landed between his legs, which tightened my vaginal walls around Rogan’s penis. My eyes snapped open in surprise at the feel of him and the rapidly growing orgasm that had started to coil in my belly.
He growled. “I can’t go slow. You lit the fuse with that move,” he panted into my neck, his body glistening with sweat.
I held his gaze once more. “I love you, Rogan Scott.” I arched my body and reached above my head. Rogan sucked on a breast and I came apart around him.
The keening noises I made in the throes of passion completely undid Rogan. He thrust hard and ground into me, coming in a long burst of pleasure. I reached for him and dug my fingernails into his butt, keeping him against me. Rogan grunted and sweated with every hard throb of his penis as he released semen. I loved the feel of him coming so deeply and it made my pleasure last far longer.
We held each other close until we could breathe again. I watched Rogan withdraw from my body and licked my lips at the sight of him nude and swelling rapidly with my eyes on him.
Rogan rolled to his back and pulled me into his arms. I curled into his side, but found I couldn’t keep my eyes off his beautiful body, he noticed too. “You like what you see?” he said, the smirk clear as day in his voice.
“Mmm.” I trailed my fingers down his chest and trailed the tips along his hardening penis. He sprouted from dark hair, which I ran my hand through to cup between his legs.
“That feels good,” he moaned, thickening even more.
I gave a dirty laugh. “I can see that.” I leaned over him and bit down on a nipple.
Rogan shot up and pinned me to the bed. “As much as I want to make love to you all over again, I think we need to head home and find Julia and Leon.” He sighed and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. His shoulders drooped and his head dipped. “I’m worried about what they’re going to do or say,” he admitted.
An uneasy feeling built in my belly as I moved and straddled Rogan’s thighs. His large hands grabbed my bottom and brought me snug against him, and I wrapped my arms tightly around his shoulders. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed. “I wish we could go away somewhere and not have any of this to worry about. I just want a life with you.”
Rogan moved his hands and caressed along my spine before he hugged me close. “I want that too, but we both knew we’d have to deal with our friends at some point.” He let out a heavy sigh. “Our parents are going to be the biggest hurdle.”
Tears popped into my eyes as I moved and pressed my forehead against his. “I can’t deal with them as well as our friends right now.” I sobbed. “Please, Rogan. I can’t.”
Rogan kissed my cheek. “I agree.” He kissed my shoulder. “One couple at a time.”
I leaned closer and captured his lips in a kiss so powerful, we moaned unable to break the connection.
Moments later, I pushed Rogan down to the bed, and then with his hands on my hips, I took his swollen penis into my body. “One more time before we leave.”
I couldn’t hold my tears in as I rocked on Rogan, because something told me that once we arrived home, things were about to change.
29
Rogan
It had been late when we’d arrived home, so we hadn’t talked to Mom and Dad, instead we’d gone straight to our own rooms. I’d passed out the moment my body had landed on the bed.
Th
e clatter of pots could be heard from the kitchen, directly beneath my bedroom as I lay there and wondered about the day ahead. Was Fallon up? Had she heard anything from Julia? I hadn’t heard anything from Leon, which I checked again by reaching for my cell phone. It sat on the bedside table and lit up as soon as I touched the screen. Nothing from Leon, but Chase had sent me a thumbs up emoji. Fallon had sent me a red heart, and another message telling me she was up and heading down for breakfast.
As much as I wanted to see Fallon, I didn’t want to get up. If I stayed in bed, then I wouldn’t have to face anyone. I could stay in my own world. As sensible as she was, I knew Fallon would stay with me. Neither of us wanted to venture out to find our friends because we both knew something was about to change. I didn’t do well with change. I hated it. So did Fallon. She was a stickler for routine, at least during a school day.
The thud of feet on the stairs drew my gaze to the bedroom door, and seconds later it slammed open and Fallon came flying in, and dived onto the bed. She bounced once and then twice before she crawled further up to rest her head on the pillow beside mine. “Mom said to wake you up.” She grinned and turned onto her side. “I didn’t need asking twice.”
Amused, I reached out and moved a lock of hair behind her ear. I let my finger linger and slowly caressed her plump bottom lip before I forced myself to move my hand. “I missed waking up with you.”
Her eyes darkened and a light flush covered her cheekbones. “I missed that too. It was so different than yesterday morning, in more ways than one.”
“I’d have done everything to prevent that from happening if I’d known.”
Fallon traced my lips with the tip of a finger. “It’s happened and it’s something we have to deal with, no matter how nauseous it makes me.” Sadness slipped onto her face. “I still can’t believe how Julia reacted. She’s known us both for years, and knows our history.”
“I thought”—Mom made us both jump in surprise—“that I sent you,” she glanced at Fallon, “to wake your brother up?” Mom raised a brow.
“I’m awake.” I groaned and stretched. “I miss my bed when I’m at college.” I quickly glanced at Fallon and realized Mom had witnessed it when she frowned and her eyes moved between us.
Mom cleared her throat. “Well, breakfast is ready.” She frowned again and moved away from the doorway. “Five minutes,” she shouted.
“Ugh,” Fallon groaned. “I really don’t want to face today.”
I knew how she felt. “We need to get it over with.” Dropping my legs over the side of the bed, I added, “We need to have the confidence that it will all work out. It’s the only option.” I reached out and squeezed Fallon’s hand before heading into the bathroom.
It didn’t take me long to finish getting ready and when I joined my family in the kitchen, I could have sliced a steak knife through the silence it was so thick. I briefly glanced at Fallon, who kept her face buried in the bowl of Froot Loops cereal she ate. I winced.
Toast and coffee was all I could stomach this morning, and I hoped there was some jelly left, otherwise it would get stuck in my throat. It appeared tension was high in my family, and I was nervous to ask what I’d missed. Fallon would tell me once we were alone, but I wanted to know while I ate my breakfast so I was prepared—at least some sort of hint. It wouldn’t happen, though. I could see that clearly.
Dad drew my attention and after a large sigh, kissed us all on the top of our heads like he did when we were younger, before he left the room.
I breathed easier once it was only Mom and Fallon in the room.
“More coffee?” Mom asked, jumping up from the chair. Her actions were nervous, as though she didn’t know what to do with us.
Fallon twitched beside me and I knew without looking that she too realized Mom was acting oddly. Instead of keeping her mouth shut, she asked, “What’s going on?”
Mom froze and looked like a deer caught in headlights. “I don’t think I want to know the answer to the question that I need to ask.” She took a deep breath. “So, I’m not going to ask it.” She turned her back and busied herself with the breakfast dishes.
I felt Fallon’s eyes on me but I kept mine on Mom, a frown crossed my brow.
Before I had time to think about what to say, Mom said, “Julia and Leon are outside. Looks like they’re arguing.” She leaned closer to the window. “Definitely arguing. They’ve disappeared into Leon’s house.”
While Mom was distracted, I grabbed Fallon by the arm. “We’re going out.” I tugged her with me and instead of heading to Leon’s house to talk to our friends, I intertwined my fingers with Fallon’s and took her to our spot at the river.
Fallon
“Leon finally replied to my message.” Rogan winced and passed his phone to me.
Leon: Julia needs time.
I wanted to rage that it was unfair, that we both should be allowed to be together, regardless of how right or wrong it was.
Feeling lost and uncertain of anything anymore, I turned my sad gaze to Rogan. No words were spoken as he laid me down on the blanket and wrapped himself around me. The warmth of his body and the beat of his heart put me into a safe place. The sounds around us also helped calm my racing heart. Frogs croaked, birds squawked, insects buzzed, and the light sound of turtles as they plopped into the river settled me.
We were surrounded by tall grass and wildflowers, which looked so pretty with the sun shining through the trees, creating patches of bright light. The place we’d made our own was beautiful and special and a love like no other was sheltered from prying eyes.
“I want to leave with you,” I whispered against Rogan’s chest. “Mom and Dad won’t let me, though.”
“No they won’t.” Rogan tilted my face up to his and pressed a sweet kiss to my lips. “You know how much I love you, Fallon.” He kissed me again. “We have to make sure we get a proper education so that we’re capable of supporting ourselves. We have to. It’s important.”
“I’m aware of that. I’m just afraid that if we don’t stay together we’ll end up going in different directions. That you’ll meet someone at college.” My breath caught and I swallowed hard before I continued, “There is Tiffany waiting in the wings.” I hated him living in a co-ed dorm. “She’ll trick you into something. I just know she will. I don’t like her.”
“Fallon, I’m trying to not get offended that you’d think I’d cheat on you so easily. I might be a horny guy with a dick, but I can assure you, it’s all yours, babe.”
I burst into tears, much to Rogan’s shock. I knew he’d tried to lighten his words. He’d wanted me to smile; he hadn’t expected it to backfire. That made me cry harder.
What was wrong with me?
He held me tightly and soothed me with soft strokes of his large hands down my back until my tears became soft hiccups. I wiped my face on my discarded sweater before letting it drop beside us. “I’m sorry.” I nuzzled into his neck. “I do trust you, it’s just difficult to trust us. Chase is the only one in our corner, and I’m terrified that the moment Mom and Dad know for sure about us, that they’ll make it nearly impossible for us to be together.”
Rogan sighed. “I can’t look into the future, however, I do know that I will always love you. You’re the only woman I want by my side, and it will happen. How we finally get there, I don’t know. Don’t ever lose hope.” He kissed the top of my head and kept his mouth against me.
Time stood still until Rogan started to move and pulled me up with him. “I really don’t want to leave you, but I have to get back to school.”
My lips started to quiver, which I was unable to hide. Rogan tugged me to him and held me so tight I could hardly breathe. “I love you, and I’ll be back to see you before you know it.”
“I love you too.”
With reluctance in every move, Rogan finally released his hold on me and ran back to the house. As usual, I was left standing by the river as silent tears fell down my face. The anguish I felt would be writte
n all over my body—the slight slump of my shoulders, the sad eyes, pale complexion.
My legs gave way and I slumped down and cried into my drawn up knees, which I hugged close to my chest.
I didn’t know how I knew, but nothing was going to be the same.
And then the heavens opened and it rained down on me while I cried tears of heartbreak.
Rogan
“Can we talk?” Leon asked as I opened my car door.
I sighed and turned to face him just as a heavy shower dropped from the sky.
I’d left Fallon by the river and it had left me raw and hurting. The last thing I needed was an argument with one of my best friends.
“Please, Rogan?”
With a nod of my head, I agreed. “I’ll meet you at the back of the diner’s parking lot.”
“Okay.” Leon got behind the wheel of his car and took off.
I was weary as I climbed into my car and turned the key in the ignition. As I started to reverse down the driveway, I spotted Fallon watching me from the side of the house. I wanted to go to her but I forced myself to pull away from the girl I loved and headed to where Leon waited for me. I’d be back for her, but it hurt too much to say goodbye. I wished my life away with wanting us both to have finished college so that we could be together.
It just hurt every time I had to leave her.
Sighing, I spotted Leon parked at the back of the lot. We’d parked there so many times over the years that I supposed it was habit to arrange to talk to Leon in our spot. I hoped that Leon accepted my relationship with Fallon because I didn’t know what I’d do otherwise. I needed him on board.
Moments later the passenger door opened and Leon climbed. “Didn’t know if you planned on getting out or not.” He shrugged and stared out of the front windshield.