Forever Came Calling

by B. C. Falls

  “No, I have, but not like that.” she moves one of her hands and runs it across my mouth. “I drenched your beard.” I grab her hand in one of mine and lick her palm.

  “I was saving that,” I say in a serious voice.

  Royce laughs making my serious face and voice fade away. “Flavor saver?” she asks.

  “Mmhmm,” I lean in and kiss her. “I want to fuck you,” I say against her lips. “But first, I want to play with your boobs.”

  When I lean back she rolls her eyes at me. I lean down and pull her neglected nipple into my mouth and suck on it hard. “Dane,” she tugs on my ears again.

  “What?” I ask around her boob, making it come out all muffled.

  “Stop teasing me. You’ve played with them enough before tonight.” She tugs on my ears until I lift up. “Fuck me,” she demands.

  “Baby, I thought I told you—”

  “Stop it!” she interrupts. “I get it, you’re in control, but we have all the time in the world for you to play with my tits. I’ve been waiting for this for two fucking months. Now,” she gestures to my shirt, “Take it off.” I growl, but oblige. I unbutton my shirt then throw it over her shoulder. “The pants.” I shake my head and motion to her dress. She pulls it up and over her head then quickly drops it next to my feet.

  “Upstairs,” I say as I kick my shoes off. “Go,” I step back so she can get off the counter.

  “What about you?” she asks.

  “I’m gonna follow,” I tell her.

  Like a good woman, she listens to me. I follow behind her. Once we’re at the stairs, I stop and watch her walk up. Her ass bounces ever so slightly and when she looks back down at me I get a glimpse of her tits bouncing.

  I unbuckle my belt and drop it by the bottom step. “I wanted to do that,” she pouts.

  “All the time in the world right?” I ask, walking up.

  By the time I’m at the top, I’ve got my jeans hanging off my hips they just need to be pushed down. I follow Royce back into her bedroom. She goes to the bed and sits on the edge.

  I push my jeans down until they pool at my feet. I hold her gaze as I push my boxers down next. Her eyes go wide when she sees me at full mast. Soft, I’m a good eight inches, maybe seven. When I’m hard, I get to be about a nine. I don’t have a pencil dick and I trimmed recently for her. The red forming on her cheeks and the way her nipples just pebbled tells me she likes what she sees.

  I reach down and stroke my cock, spreading the pre-come that’s been coming out for the last half hour around the head, then sliding my hand back down. “Dane,” Royce’s voice is pleading for me to go to her.

  “I’ve thought about this,” I tell her.

  “Me too.”

  I walk towards her still stroking my cock as I move across the room. “I’ve dreamed about what it would be like to be inside you.”

  “Stop talking and come fuck me, Dane.” I growl and pounce on her.

  I pick her up and her legs instantly wrap around my waist. “Stop fucking telling me what to do.” I turn and push her up against the wall. I reach down and set the tip of my cock against her entrance. “You like to push me, don’t you?” I bite down on her lip and tug as one of my hands moves into her hair. I release her lip and sooth the sting with my tongue. “Challenge me?”

  I fist her hair in between my fingers. “Yes,” she moans when I tug on her hair.

  I slowly push inside of her, completely bare. I’m not putting a condom on with her. Never. I know she’s clean, we talked about it a couple weeks ago when she begged me to fuck her in my truck. I resisted all of her so she could push me to this point.

  She gasps when I push all the way into her, filling her up. “This is what you want?” I ask against her ear. Her nails dig into my back. I slowly pull out almost all the way, letting her feel every inch of me.

  “Faster,” she begs.

  I don’t listen, which makes her push down until I’m all the way back in her. “Stop that!” I pull her leg up until I can spank her ass. She stops moving and looks at me with shock.

  “Did you just spank me?”

  “You’ve never been spanked before?” I ask.

  “No,” she blushes.

  I pull back out then thrust hard at the same time I spank her. She moans. “You like it?” I ask, and she nods as she bites her lip.

  I thrust again, but don’t stop this time. Her nails dig into my back as I pick up the pace. I can’t help myself. I tug on her hair, making her moan.

  “Fuck.” I groan against her neck. Her pussy is tight, tighter than I’d imagined it would be.

  “Don’t stop.”

  “Never.” I nip at her ear. “Kiss me,” I demand. She pulls on my face and slams her lips down on mine. I move us off the wall and carry her to the bed. I lie down so she’s on top of me. I take hold of her ass and lift her up and down. I’m so much deeper this way.

  “Oh God,” she moans against my lips. Her walls clench around me and I’m there. I’m right there.

  “Fucking hell.” I lean down and pull her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard at the same time I flip her over. I move faster, harder, pounding into her until she screams out. She digs her nails into my back and scratches, which causes my balls to draw up and tighten. Her pussy clenches so tight around me I can’t fucking take anymore. I let go.

  “Royce,” I growl, as I unload all that pent up frustration from the last month into her. I keep thrusting slowly, causing both of us to shudder with aftershocks.

  I slowly kiss down her neck letting both of us catch our breaths. “Okay, I’ll let you be in control,” she tells me making both of us laugh. “Tell me something.”

  I slide out of her and fall next to her so that I’m on my back next to her. Royce moves so she’s lying on top of me. I wrap my arms around her and she instantly starts running her finger over my nipple. She’s got a thing for my nipples.

  “What do you want to know?” I ask.

  “Everything.”

  I take a deep breath. “You know when you meet someone and you tell them your story?” I ask. She lifts her head up to look at me. I brush my thumb across the freckles covering her cheeks. I love that she wears glasses, they give her a very sexy librarian look that has been calling to me. Without them though, I get to see all of her put together and damn if she’s not even more sexy. “You tell them all the good stuff because they won’t judge the good stuff. They won’t look at you differently. You leave the bad stuff out or you change certain stories to please them.”

  “You lie.”

  “Just enough to make yourself the good guy.” I look into her eyes, trying to see how she’ll react. “I don’t want to change my story for you, Royce. I want you to know the bad and the good. I want you to know it all so at the end of the day I know you are with me for me, and not the me I show everyone else.”

  “I want that too,” she says instantly, giving me even more reassurance for our future.

  “That’s good,” I kiss her forehead, “Really good.” I tighten my arms around her as I move my lips to hers.

  “I want you again.” I reach down and push two fingers into her from behind.

  “You’ll be sore tomorrow.”

  “So?” she smirks and I playfully bite at her lip, but she pulls back out of my reach. I wrap my fingers in her hair and tug, making her moan.

  I flip her over until she’s under me. I’m already hard again, but this time I don’t take my time. I slide right into her letting my weight cage her in. Her arms wrapped around my back and again her nails dig in. Fuck, it felt so good. I sucked her nipples into my mouth and begged for the Gods to let me stay here for the rest of my life. “Oh fuck, Royce. So good." I moved my hand to her ass lifting just enough to change the angle.

  I pull her legs up so they wrap around me, then grab her hair in one of my hands as I pump hard and fast into her. It feels too good, too quickly. The familiar sensation of my balls tightening comes creeping up on me. It takes everything in me not
to come the instant she leans forward and sucks my nipple into her mouth. I tug on her hair, but she just bites down to hold on.

  “Fuck!” I growl. “You’re bad,” I tell her.

  I spank her hard, making her ass cheek red. I slide back into her and pick my pace up quickly.

  “It feels so good!” I groan in agreement. She pushes me down on the bed and I end up under her again. She starts riding me and fuck, if it’s not the hottest thing in the world. Her tits are bouncing in my face and her ass is back in my hands. “You’re so big, Dane. Fuck. You feel so fucking good.” She has a small smile playing on her lips and her nails are scratching at my chest and all I can fucking do to not blow right now is think about something that doesn’t have to do with her amazing pussy. “Are you trying to not come right now?” she asks, looking down at me.

  “Yeah.” I close my eyes and lay my head back. “It’s better than the first time,” I tell her.

  She laughs at me making me look up at her. “Really?”

  “It’s been a while for me and you’re tighter than—” Fuck it. I push her off of me so she’s on her stomach. I get behind her and pull her onto her knees. When I start pounding into her she twists the sheets into her hands and moans loudly. My girl is a definite screamer. “Come, Royce. Get there because I’m going to and I don’t want to without you,” I growl out.

  “I’m right there!” I move my hand around to her clit and rub it until she’s so damn tight around me that I can’t hold back anymore. As her orgasm hits her, her knees give out making us drop, but it doesn’t faze me. I keep on going until the tingles are too much to handle.

  “Fuck!” I come so hard my whole body gives way. I fall beside her careful not to crush her with my weight.

  “Jesus.”

  I pull her until she’s curled into me. I don’t know why, in this moment I tell her this but I just do. “I was eighteen when I shot a gun for the first time,” I say, but she doesn’t say anything back, she just lets me talk. “I joined the Army right out of high school and that’s where I learned to shoot. I didn’t know what I wanted out of life, but I knew I wanted a career with the military. I wanted to serve my country and make my family proud even though I knew they’d be proud of me if I was a trash man.”

  “You’d be a really hot trash man,” I smile. “Go on.”

  “I kept my head down most of the time. One day my drill sergeant asked what I wanted to do with my career. He asked if I wanted Infantry to be it or if I wanted something more fulfilling. I told him I wanted more. My answer was always that. I wanted more. I enrolled in EOD training even though that was going to be a lot more training and schooling. My first deployment was hell. I was eighteen and had no idea what I was doing. I’d been trained for everything though, and they always say your training will kick in when the time comes,” I pause.

  “Dane?” she turns over so she’s looking at me. “What is it?” she asks, putting her hand to my cheek.

  “The first IED I had to defuse was in the middle of the road everyone used. I wasn’t supposed to be there that day. I was eighteen, I shouldn’t have been defusing IED’s yet, but they were short-handed and they sent me out. I followed orders. When we got to the site, everyone was looking at me for answers. I thought for sure I would know what to do, but I had no clue. I stared at it for an hour before I made a move.” I close my eyes as the memories start flooding my brain. “I cut the wires like they had taught me. I made sure it wasn’t going to go off. That’s what I kept saying to myself as I was cutting. I cut the right ones, right? I did it right. I had to. After I pulled out the detonator, I walked back to the truck and sat on the tailgate and waited. I waited to see if it went off.” When I open my eyes, Royce is looking at me with worry. “It went off,” I tell her. “I hadn’t cut the second detonator. They’d put it under the ground. My Captain at the time told me it wasn’t my fault. That it was a mistake anyone could have made.”

  “Did anyone get hurt?”

  “Yes. The two guys that were there to help me. They went out to pick up the IED and dispose of it. They didn’t make it back.”

  Royce wraps her arm around my head and puts her forehead against mine. “You were eighteen,” she says. “You had no idea what was going to happen. You can’t blame yourself for that.”

  “I feel guilty for it. They had families. I took fathers away from their kids. That eats away at me.”

  “You told me a story once. On our first date. You said that you’d saved a village and then they gave you a goat.”

  “So?”

  “How many lives did you save? How many more men and women got to go home to their kids?” I shrug. “You’ve made mistakes. Everyone does. I have, but you know what I do?”

  “What?”

  “Learn from them. I learn from my mistakes. Some people’s mistakes are small and less than others, but we all make them. You made one mistake. You learned from it and saved others because of it. Don’t burden yourself or guilt yourself into a place where you believe you don’t deserve everything life has to offer you. Those men who died, do you really think they’d be sitting here letting the mistakes they made dictate their future?”

  “No.”

  “Then you don’t do that either, okay?” I answer with a kiss.

  “Can I play with your boobs now?” I ask and we both erupt in a fit of laughter.

  We’re both sweaty and exhausted, but I want more of her. I can’t stop touching her. Feeling her. It just doesn’t seem real to me even after being inside of her, making her mine.

  In this moment, watching her try to fight sleep with her body wrapped around mine, I realize that she is my future.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Royce

  I’m sweaty and my head is pounding. I didn’t drink much last night so I know the headache isn’t from drinking. Most people with high blood pressure don’t have symptoms when their blood pressure gets to high. Me, on the other hand, I get headaches and nosebleeds when it’s too high. Sometimes my body just reacts to the blood pressure sky rocketing. I haven’t really had any problems over the year since I was diagnosed, but every once in a while I wake up like this.

  “Royce,” Dane says next to me, but I can’t open my eyes. The pain is too much right now. “Royce,” he turns me. I feel my body move, but I’m still trying to keep my eyes closed. “Baby open your eyes for me,” I feel pressure on my nose.

  “Medicine,” I whisper.

  “Where are they?” he asks taking my hand to hold pressure against my nose.

  “Bathroom.” I take hold of the sheet in my hands and push against my nose.

  I hear him rustling around and seconds later he’s back on the bed with me. “Here baby,” he holds my hand open and drops pills into it. I put them in my mouth and open my eyes to the sun light which makes my head pound harder. “Baby drink for me.” He puts a glass of water against my lips and I slowly swallow the pills.

  “Thank you,” I sit up and lean my head forward so the blood from my nose won’t drip down my throat. “Sorry,” I look up at him, his eyes are screaming with concern.

  “Blood pressure?” he asks and I nod. “Do I need to call an ambulance?”

  “No. I don’t think so. Usually it goes down after I take my pills. I’ll do a reading in about twenty minutes.” I tell him.

  “Does this happen often?”

  “No. It’s usually fine, but rarely I get headaches and nose bleeds because of it.” He moves so he’s sitting next to me.

  “Let me see it,” he lifts the sheet from my nose. “I want to take you to a doctor,” he says. “It’s still going, Royce.”

  “Dane, I’m good. Just give it a couple minutes.” He puts the sheet back up to my nose. “Can you get the reader? It’s in the bathroom under the sink,” he nods and goes to get it. My eyes are glued to his very naked, toned ass and I curse my blood pressure problems for ruining our first morning together, well second morning.

  He’s taking his time in there. “Yeah. No,
she took the pills.”

  “Dane!” I yell out.

  “Hold on,” he steps out of the bathroom this time he’s wearing boxers, when did he grab those? “Don’t get upset you’ll only make your blood pressure worse.”

  “You aren’t seriously calling an ambulance, are you?”

  “No. I’m calling a friend,” he steps back into the bathroom. “No, she’s says she’s fine. That it’ll stop once the medication hits her system. No, I believe her I’m just worried. Her nose is bleeding a lot,” he pauses for a couple seconds. “Okay, so after that if it doesn’t stop?”

  “Dane, hang up the phone now,” I tell him. He holds a finger up outside the bathroom door. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

  “Yeah, got it. Okay, thanks man.” He comes out of the bathroom with the reader and sits on my bed. “Here,” he holds my arm up and tries to put it on me, but I push him away. “Royce,” he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. When he opens his eyes again all I see there is concern. “I just want to help.”

  “You don’t get to call your friends and tell them about my health problems. I know how to handle this. I know what my body does because it’s mine.”

  “But I don’t,” he says reaching out and taking my head in between his hands. “You told me last night that you are in this and I’m in this too. I’m all in for bad or good. I don’t know your body, but it’s mine now as much as it’s yours, same with my body. So please bear with me. I have no idea how to handle this. I just woke up to you whimpering in pain with blood coming out of your nose. I might have seemed calm, but I wasn’t. Seeing you bleed doesn’t sit well with me.” I look down and pull the sheet away from my nose. It’s stopped. I drop the sheet and push away from him to go into the bathroom. He, of course, follows me.

  I turn the sink on and wash the blood from my face. When I look up, I find Dane leaning against the wall like a lost puppy. “I get it. You were worried.”

  “I was.”

  “I’m sorry you were worried, but this happens sometimes.”

  “Can we take a reading please?” he asks.