Crushing Misery

by Kinsey Taylor

  I am watching the episode of “Vampire Diaries” where Elena and Damon are having sex for the first time. I can’t take any more. The video games are so loud, I feel like I’m in the same room playing right alongside them. I jump up out of bed only wearing my favorite ‘Flex Till Your Famous’ tank top and a hot pink lacy thong and reaching into my bag for my vibrator. I’m going to work this tension out of me, and then maybe I’ll be able to stand being around Corbin without panting after him like a dog. All I can think about is ripping all his clothes off.

  Hopping back into bed, I turn on my pink B.O.B. and press it up against my clit. It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten myself off or been a willing participant in any sexual act. The sensation only intensifies my hunger, and the image of Corbin with his shirt off, his tight bulging muscles and that Adonis body on parade is making this easy.

  I don’t hear the door crack open, or his footsteps slap against the hardwood as he walks into the room. I look up when I hear a deep growl. Corbin stops dead in his tracks, watching me in hunger, his amber eyes ablaze with desire. I lose my breath and fumble with my vibrator trying desperately to turn it off. I lose my grip on it, and it plunges to the floor. Oh, my god! I jump, throwing myself on the floor, trying to get to it.

  “Don’t you know how to knock?”

  He’s as still as a statue surveying me. The tension is thick in the air.

  “What do you want?” I yell at him.

  Coming out of whatever trance he is in, he marches like a man on a mission over to me, and I squeeze my sensitive thighs together. Approaching the bed, he reaches down lifting me up off the floor, while glancing down at me, a moan slips from his wicked mouth like he’s in pain. He wets his lips, and that’s my undoing; I jump up into his arms and wrap my legs tightly behind his waist. His powerful calloused hands captured me with ease.

  I smash my hungry lips to his and throw my arms around his neck pulling him in closer deepening our kiss. I feel the electric heat rise over my body spreading to places I never knew existed. I’m moaning, growling, and clawing at him, and I can’t decide where I’m going to grope next. Grabbing me by my hair, he wraps his hand tightly around, jerking my head back. His tawny eyes darken and regard mine.

  Breathing heavily, I sigh and try forcing my head down. The fear of him not liking what he sees pulls on my courage. He keeps his grip firmly in my hair, holding me in place and yanks hard bringing my head back a little more as I am forced to look up into his knowing eyes.

  “You sure about this? There is no going back from where this is heading.” I nod my head yes. My heart is beating wildly, my palms are sweaty, and I am panting like I have just finished running a marathon. The thought of him touching me makes me insane and scares me and makes me anxious all at the same time.

  “I want this with you, but I know this is going to change everything. No more friend-zone.”

  “Fuck the friend-zone.”

  Gliding his rough hand down over my skin, along my back and cupping my ass, he reaches around and slips his finger inside the edge of my thong. He starts to rub in circles against my swollen clit. His grunt turns animal-like as his eyes fall to my sex.

  “You’re fucking bare?”

  Feeling along my soft, smooth folds, he reaches my little jewel treasure and tugs on it ever so gently.

  “Unbelievable… No fucking way… Your pussy’s pierced, too?”

  Placing me on my feet, he grips my thong bringing it down along my legs, and I step out of them. He bends and gets on his knees in front of me examining my entrance, and reaching up; he flicks my piercing, looking up to gauge my response. I almost orgasm from the flick of contact, my sex tingles and pulsates in response, letting out a whimper from his pleasuring hand. I feel very exposed, but the way his smoldering eyes rake over me makes me feel beautiful.

  “Well, hello, kitty,” he laughs.

  I giggle in response, which makes me relax some.

  “Damn, all you’re slippery softness is something to see. I’ve never been with anyone who’s had a pierced pussy. This is surprisingly a first for me. You’re so fucking beautiful, and that’s honestly really fucking hot.”

  Standing, he brings his hand up over mine, and he gently guides my hand down placing my palm over the front of his sweats to feel his rock-hard cock. His eyes pierce through me.

  “This is what seeing you bare, does to me.”

  I take in his deep fiery eyes now set ablaze with lust.

  “I don’t know about this, Corbin. I want you so bad, but I’m so unbelievably scared.”

  “I’m terrified I’m going to hurt you and screw any real chance of having anything more with you. I can’t promise you forever, but I sure as hell would like to try,” he says.

  He looks at me with a smoldering smile it reaches all the way to his eyes. I can’t speak; I can’t breath. My throat is contracting with fear. What does this all mean? I think to myself.

  “I want you, all of you, right here, right now. Stop thinking; Feel me and be here in this moment with me, Kennedy.”

  I swallow and stare back at him.

  “I want that, too, but Corbin, I’m not…”

  Fuck it. I take possession of his lips, sweeping my tongue along the edge of his bottom lip and sucking it into my mouth and teasingly bite down. That’s all it takes; he pulls at my tank top, brings it up and over my head, and tosses it to the side. Leaning back, he examines my round perky girls taking in every curve, and my pink nipples bead like diamonds in greeting.

  He brings his mouth down capturing my nipple, and I gasp in response. He groans as he sucks harder sending shock waves down straight to my core. I feel the moisture build at my entrance as I rub myself along his solid stomach. I’m anxious, ready and willing for him to take me. Placing his hands around my middle, butterflies flutter in my stomach when he hoists me up wrapping my legs around his waist, yet again meeting my mouth with his.

  “I’m going to do very bad things and I’m going to do them very well.” He softly whispers against my ear.

  He reaches around my legs to slide his sweats off slowly, and I enjoy the view. Commando, huh? A smile spreads across my face as I dig my nails deeper into his shoulders granting me an animalistic growl in return. He then moves his tongue side to side swirling it around mine. When his erection finally springs free against my stomach, I gasp and pull away admiring in amazement at the length and thickness of his shaft. My eyes go wide in disbelief taking in the sight before me. Looking back up into his passionate gaze, my eyes widen with instant fear. I swallow hard, thinking how in the hell was his dick going to get inside me without doing some major damage. I glance back up at him, biting my lip, and he gives me a wicked, knowing smile. The bastard. I grab the back of his neck bringing his sinful mouth to mine.

  We lick, touch, and taste, and my resistance is wearing thin. I need to feel him inside of me. I grab ahold of his erection, placing the tip against my creamy folds and glide myself down ever so gently taking in all of him. The fullness I feel from his cock stretching me is intense, causing me to take a sharp breath of pleasure. I clamp down around him, and he really starts to move. He pumps hard and fast, in and out, making me feel every inch of his massive flesh while his sack slaps against my ass.

  This stallion of sin, looking back at me is the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on, and he wants me. Why me? I think to myself. Gripping my ass in his huge rough hands, he walks us over to the door pushing me up against it.

  “Stop overthinking this, Kennedy, and feel me, feel us and enjoy this moment between us.”

  The pressure and restraint I’ve held onto for so many weeks finally takes its toll on me, and I cum apart around him. My walls pulsate and tingle in pleasure, milking every inch of him.

  “Oh, fuck. Yes!” I cry out.

  He picks up his torturous rhythm, pounding into me, and soon follows me over, calling out my name in his release. Bringing me over to his bed, he places me down in the middle ever so gently and falls
to my side.

  “Now wasn’t that so much better than BOB?” he teases. He kisses the inside of my ear, and I shiver. I head into the bathroom and get myself cleaned up. I walk back out and sit down on the edge of the bed. Corbin pulls me to him.

  “I’m not done with you yet. I’m just getting warmed up.” He rolls over, slides his bare torso up and over my flesh, heat rising along my skin from the light contact, and hovers above me. He nudges my legs wider apart with his knee. Biting my lip, I wait for him to slip back inside my heat. He guides his body down mine, nipping along my skin, moving down the length of the bed. He grabs ahold of my thighs on the way, bringing me to the edge of the mattress. In one swift move, he’s kneeling in front of me, his finger circles playfully over my piercing and his mouth comes down attacking my creamy flesh. Swiping his tongue back and forth moving the metal every which way, he sucks inward tugging the jewel into his mouth. I convulse panting hard in pleasure at his assault and watch him release it, eyes watching in desire as his tongue skates across my skin. He laps slowly at first dipping his skillful tongue in and out massaging my folds. He sucks, rolling my clit between his lips, encircling it with his warm, velvety tongue. His playful finger presses inside my pussy, making me buck off the bed. Corbin grips my hips pressing me hard against the mattress.

  “Please! Please! Take me, Corbin! I can’t take this teasing shit any longer.”

  “Shh. Patience, oh little bossy one.”

  Every time he dominates me, my sex clinches as my juices soak my girlie bits. He does delicious things to my inner walls, making my pussy tingle in places I wasn’t aware existed. He slides his hands stroking along my delicate thigh, spreading my legs even farther apart. He puts his tongue at my clit, sliding over my piercing, sucking in so hard I almost come again just like this, but he let’s go with a pop. I can’t take much more. This is sweet, agonizing torture; he’s testing me, and this is a test I will be aceing. He moves up my body, sending goose bumps shooting across my skin. Placing his fingers over my lips, he licks the back of my ear and softly breathes out, “Soon, I’m going to claim this pussy.” He reaches down and slaps his hand over my sex.

  “Fuck you so hard you’ll feel me tomorrow, ripping the orgasm from this beautiful body with my cock.”

  Swallowing hard, I look up at him, making sure this isn’t a dream. He is turning me into a puddle of sweaty lust from his words. I’m holding on by a fragile thread waiting to come. Kissing me softly, he bites my bottom lip tugging ever so gently and releases it. He starts to slide back down my body stopping short, and the anticipation building makes me throw my head back against the mattress. The tip of his shaft hits my entrance, and he rubs his juices over my clit and slip inside.

  “Condom,” I yell out.

  Oh my God! We didn’t use a condom. He fucked me bare, and he had me so wound up I almost let it happen again. He stops, staring deep into my eyes like he’s trying to gauge my reaction. Realization stirs between us, but no words are spoken. Reaching over, he opens his nightstand and pulls out a condom. Ripping it open, he brings it down, and I watch him roll it onto his magnificent flesh. I shimmy my hips, and he nudges inside ever so gently, pulling out, and slamming back inside, hard, stretching me, filling me full taking in all of him. I lose myself in his thrusts. At first he sets a torturous rhythm then slows, savoring each stroke inside me. It’s not long until I bite down on his shoulder, getting an animalistic growl in response.

  “Oh, God. Don’t stop, please. Harder!” I plead.

  Speeding up, he penetrates harder inside as he flicks my jeweled clit with his finger, sending me over the edge.

  “Aww, holy fuck,” I scream out.

  He pumps harder, following me over when I hear his moan slip from his lips, and he empties himself inside me. He falls against me, rolling over to the side. We are both panting hard, and he reaches over, pulling me into his sweaty side. He rolls over taking me with him, and I hear his breathing slow and start to even out.

  “Corbin?”

  “Yeah,” he softly whispers.

  “When’s the last time you were tested?”

  Rolling over to face me, he says, “I get tested regularly, and what happened tonight hasn’t ever happened before, not ever with anyone. Don’t worry, Boss. I’m clean. Now go to sleep. You wore me out.”

  Kissing my lips, he says, “Goodnight, Kennedy.”

  “Night, Corbin.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  Corbin

  We fall into a nice routine; spending all the free time we can together, stealing glances, touches, and tastes. I’m off during the day, training hard while Kennedy is out on photo shoots with her clients. Not surprisingly, it keeps her pretty busy; her calendar is almost full for this month and is already starting to fill up for the next. She sure has an eye with that camera of hers. I have watched Kennedy a handful of times, editing customer’s photos, and that girl has a genuine talent.

  The list of fights coming my way is going to be intense, but they all lead to the fight in August. It’s still in the distance, but I will make damn sure I’m ready for it. I don’t remember ever feeling hopeful for a future with anyone.

  Not even Tori.

  I thought what I had with her was something special. It doesn’t even hold a candle to what Kennedy and I share. The thought of losing Kennedy sends me into a panic. It might make me a pussy, but I can’t see myself without either of these lovely ladies. They are my world, and I will fight to the death to keep them.

  I’m done early today, so I decide to run by the Finley’s’ house to pick up Ashlynn, texting Kennedy as I go.

  Corbin: Off early. Running by your parents to pick up Beauty, now. Is that okay?

  Kennedy: Yes! Thank you. I’m running a little behind. This is my last shoot of the day. Then I’ll be on my way home.

  Corbin: See you when you get home babe.

  Kennedy: See you then, lover boy<3

  I laugh at her message. I pull up in front of the Finley’s, head to the door and knock. Ashlynn flings open the door and squeals when she sees that it’s me.

  “Corbee!!” She jumps into my arms, and I hug her close to my chest. I love this little girl something fierce. From the way we are together, some have mistaken her for my daughter. I secretly love it, and I never correct them and neither does Kennedy. The smile that spreads across her face during the few times it’s happened is priceless.

  Walking us inside, I let Mrs. Finley know I’m taking her home with me. She gives Ashlynn and me a goodbye hug, and we are out the door. The drive home is always a silly one. When I listen to Ashlynn tell me about her day, I just never know what will come flying out of her mouth. Today, she shares that she practiced her ABC’s and worked in the garden. This little girl is almost three now and can talk a mile a minute, and so clearly, too.

  “The tomatoes aren’t ready yet. They need to hurry up. I like Momo’s baby tomatoes,” she informs me. I just smile.

  “They sound good. I’ll have to try some.”

  “Oh, Corbee, Momo save you some.”

  ***

  Ashlynn’s birthday is today, and I’m running late. I head back home and pick up my truck to have enough room to deliver the pretty pink Mustang I bought for Ashlynn’s third birthday. The sales lady at Toys ”R” Us helped pick out a few more items age appropriate for a girl her age. I can’t wait to see her reaction when she opens my gifts. Success. I was the hit of the party and told I went overboard. I call bullshit. Aren’t kids, suppose to be spoiled? Ashlynn’s been through so much for a young girl her age. If I could give her the world, I would do it in a heartbeat.

  Christmas is fast approaching, and I have a surprise for the girls. I find a tree farm not far from the house where we can pick out a Christmas tree and cut it down. Kennedy and Ashlynn walk inside the door, and Ashlynn runs for me, jumping into my lap.

  “Hey, how was your day, Ash?”

  “It was fun.”

  “Hi, how are you, babe?”

 
; “I’m tired. This last family I shot today was a pain. I wanted to tell them I was done, but I couldn’t. I need the money. Their kids were little hell raisers who had no manners. They let them run wild everywhere. I had to keep wrangling them in.”

  “Come here.” I pull her down into my lap next to Ashlynn.

  “I have a surprise for you. Go get changed into something casual and bundle up good. When you’re done, we can leave.”

  “Where we going, Corbee?”

  “I’m not telling; it’s a surprise.”

  “Alright, give me a few minutes. Come on, Ashlynn.”

  I watch as they leave, heading for their room. I grab my jacket and wait.

  On the way to the tree farm, Ashlynn is talking nonstop, and Kennedy falls silent.

  “What’s wrong, Boss?”

  “Can we talk about it later? I don’t want to ruin the mood.”

  “Sure. We are almost there.”

  As I pull up, I watch Kennedy turn and take in our surroundings.

  “A tree farm? We are getting a Christmas tree?”

  “Yes, I thought our place could use some holiday cheer.”

  “Your place, Corbin. It’s not our place; it’s yours.”

  I step out and head around to get Ashlynn out of the truck. What has her in such a foul mood? Something happened today, and I’m going to find out what. We walk around until we all agree on the perfect tree. With my high ceilings, we are able to get a nine footer. I’m excited because earlier I dropped by a Christmas tree shop and picked out the girls each an ornament for our tree.

  I realize how much I’ve missed out over the years, not attending Christmas with my family and friends. My sister called today asking if I changed my mind about coming to my parents’ for Christmas Eve. I asked if I could bring a couple of guests. That got her questioning me. I told her I would be bringing my close friend and her little girl, shocking her into silence. I’m not sure Kennedy will even come, but I wanted to make sure there would be room for them at my parents’. My sister seemed happy about the news and asked for me to let her know for sure by the end of the week. I agreed.