Rewind

by H. M. Montes

  I wanted to throw up, she had the kid after I told her to abort it. I hadn’t heard from her, I couldn’t even bring myself to say her name. “I’ll pay it but I don’t want anything to do with her.” I told Peter.

  “Well I’ll be damned you do have a fucking brain up there.” He tapped his temple. “I’m not gaining any ground with Shelby either. I suggest you ditch Sydney before she finds out about all of this, you’ve fucked up enough women for a life time.”

  I shot up out of the chair and lunged across his desk, papers fell to the floor, the computer keyboard cracked under my weight, “You’re to fucking blame…you, you fucking did this to my mom all the time. You fucked me up too.” I spat in his face.

  He rolled his eyes and peeled my hands away from his shirt, “Your mother deserved it and so did you. It actually made my relationship with your mom better in the long run, she knows that I’m the one in charge.”

  I could feel it, there was no stopping everything from happening. If I couldn’t stop the charges from Shelby and get rid of this fucking kid from life I was going to lose the only person that mattered to me—Sydney.

  I couldn’t stop myself, I couldn’t control myself any more. The anger was back ten fold and nothing I could say to myself stopped me from taking it out on everybody around me. Sydney tried to help me, she begged me to stop. Each punch, slap, insult, whatever I could do to hurt her I did. I could see I was slowly breaking her down—pushing her away. Then at graduation I watched her walk away. My heart broke. I was going to give her time and space to realize that she had made the wrong decision when she laughed at me and walked away.

  I started a construction business right away, at first it was slow gaining new clients until I started bidding on bigger jobs. I had the man power to do them so I knew it wouldn’t be a problem. Luck was in my favor when I won the bid to remodel a hospital not too far from where Sydney lived. With the money I made from that bid I was able to pay off a large sum of back child support and the allowed to sign my rights over for Vivian.

  I met a night nurse named Belle one morning when she was getting off work. I asked her if there were any good bars to hit up on the nights or weekends and she wrote down the name of one. In her sweet southern voice she told me what night she would be there. I didn’t miss the way she stared me up and down with a look of pure sex in her eyes either. The night I went to the bar close to closing time, she was the only one in there. I fucked her on the bar and again on the pool table before she finally told me she had a boyfriend she needed to get home to. I stuffed my dick in my pants and walked out of the bar with a smile on my face. I had asked enough people about her and knew she was dating Cade, the Cade McAllister that wanted my Sydney.

  Our affair lasted for weeks, she was a total wildcat in bed. Not as good as Sydney but good enough to get me off until I was back with Syd. One night she showed up at my hotel room dressed in nothing but a pair of black high heels and a black trench coat. I stepped out of the way so she could walk into the room, within minutes I was buried deep inside of her pumping hard into her as she clawed at the bed sheets.

  “That sounded like my boyfriend’s bike.” She stilled her hips and stopped riding my cock.

  “I doubt it, I hear them all the time. It’s just a bunch of wannabe riders.” I told her.

  She circled her hips and pressed her hands into my chest as she rode my dick into a screaming orgasm.

  Belle stayed the night and left when I did the next morning. It was till dark out and people weren’t moving around yet. “Oh my god.” Belle gasped from in front of me and stopped. I looked at her as I stepped around her.

  My truck was totaled, tires slashed, windows shattered, mirrors gone, and the word Karma engraved in the front windshield. Without another word Belle hung her head and went to her Jeep.

  After having my truck fixed I decided I was going to stop at nothing to get Sydney back. I had been watching her from a distance, she never brought a guy home, she had Theresa and Ryan working with her at the gym, and her schedule was the same day in and day out. With my security hat I had been given from a client I stalked around the outside of her house. Looking at the windows, pushing on the windows and doors. The neighborhood she lived in left enough room for me to be able to hide in the darkness and wait for her to come out. I wasn’t planning on hurting her, all I wanted to do was talk to her. To tell her how much I loved her and missed her.

  That night turned to shit in a hurry thanks to her nosey god damn neighbor and their yapping fucking Pomeranian named Bones. Just like I had expected the nosey bitch had called the cops, and judging by the stiffness in Sydney’s shoulders and her tense body language the neighbor was on the phone telling her that somebody was outside her house. I tried to follow her and tried to get her to stop, she went to the one place I knew she would go, Cade fucking McAllister.

  “I’m pregnant.” Belle nervously told me. Her hospital scrubs were soaking wet from her pacing in the rain.

  I laughed, “So go tell your boyfriend.”

  She stopped pacing, “It’s not Cades, it’s yours.”

  “No fucking way, that’s just not possible.” I shook my head, the anger boiling inside of me again.

  “Are you kidding me? We hardly use a condom! You’re so worried about getting your dick wet you forget to put one on!” She threw her hands in the air.

  “Get rid of it.” I growled at her.

  “What?” she screeched, “I’m not getting an abortion.”

  I spun around, “Been through this before sweet heart trust me, you’re not getting shit from me. I suggest you don’t come back unless it’s to tell me you aborted the fucking thing.” I walked into the hotel room and slammed the door behind me.

  ~~~~

  Belle ended up having an abortion and offered to help me get Sydney back so that Belle could get Cade back. Our plan seemed easy Belle was going to seduce Cade and lie about being pregnant again after a couple of weeks. Both of his grandparents had passed away, Sydney was hanging out more and more with the high school football coach, I knew that we had to make our move quickly before things got serious between the two of them.

  The seduction didn’t work with Belle, Cade wanted nothing to do with her, especially when she told him that I was the father of the baby that she had “miscarried”. So that left me to do one last thing to bring Sydney running back to me for help. I watched her as she left the gym that Friday night, Cade hadn’t been seen around town for a few months so I wasn’t worried about him. When Sydney pulled out of her parking stall I waited until it was pitch dark out. I climbed the ladder on the back of the building, my only way to do what I wanted would require a few tools so I stuffed them in my pockets and ran across the roof of the building. Once I had the roof top exhaust fan removed I lowered myself into the attic of the building and used a hammer to knock small holes in the ceiling so I could spray the gas through them onto the hardwood dance floor below me. Two days earlier a cleaning crew had been in and stripped the floors and reapplied varnish to them so the gasoline along with the fresh varnish wouldn’t take long to work into a massive inferno. I lit a match and dropped it through the holes and watched as the fire started off small but quickly spread across the floor to the carpeted waiting area. The flames would be no match for the sprinkler system since I had crimped the line from inside the attic. The attic filled quickly with smoke as I put the fan back in place on the rooftop. I sat back on my motorcycle in the dark alley and watched as the smoke rolled out of the fans and alarms inside the building started blaring until the only sound to be heard was the popping of the roof falling in and the glass exploding.

  It was all going too good, felt too good, but it was all real. Cade’s hands on my body, my hands on his. God how I had missed him, I couldn’t hold back how I felt about him any longer. I needed him, I wanted him, I wasn’t going to let him go again and I wasn’t going to walk away this time. I loved him. When he said those three words to me I felt it clear down to my toes, this…this
is what love feels like I told myself. Nothing or nobody was going to stop us from making love and putting the past behind us. I should have known that something was going wrong, nobody calls my phone with such persistency.

  I clutched onto Cade’s leather cut as we roared through the darkness towards town. His hand tightened around mine as the black scenery and yellow lines of the highway went by in a blur. I rested my head against his shoulder as tears fell down my eyes, how could my dream go up in smoke? All I knew was there was a fire at ‘Get Twisted’, I pulled my head up and looked over his shoulders as the city lights came into view. I gasped, “No.” I said. The flames were shooting into the sky above all the other buildings. Dragon shapes leapt into the night sky, Cade twisted the throttle further speeding into town. Fire trucks lined the front and the back of the building, cop cars had the streets blocked off for two blocks in both directions. Theresa was crying against Bryan’s shoulder where he sat on his motorcycle. Ryan stood back shaking his head in disbelief. When Theresa heard me sob out her name she let go of Bryan and ran to me.

  “What…how did this happen?” I sobbed.

  “They don’t know yet, it jjusst keeps getting bigger and bigger. The building on each side of it has added to the fire.” She cried with me as we watched more of the building collapse under the weight of the roof. Ryan walked over and wrapped his arms around us both as we sobbed. Mom and dad showed up, they both stood there in shock as the firefighters angled their hoses towards the top and sides of the buildings.

  “What in the hell started this?” My dad asked in disbelief. He looked at Cades hands that were resting on my hips as we leaned against his motorcycle.

  “I…I don’t know. There was no smoke smell when I left. Only the faint smell of the varnish from a couple of days ago but we kept the fans on it and the attic fans were on timers.” I wiped tears from my face.

  After three hours the fire was finally contained and mostly put out except for a few different rooms in the adjoined buildings. The fire chief had told us that he suspected electrical but wasn’t able to say for sure. My dad nodded and shook his hand then angrily pulled mom and me towards their car.

  “I’m going to kill the motherfucker that did this. I wouldn’t put it past that douche bag Ronnie.” He said.

  “I…I haven’t seen him in months.” I stopped walking and so did dad.

  “Get in the car god damnit.” He said on frustrated exhale. I could hear Cade walking up behind me.

  “She can stay with me tonight.” He said to dad.

  Dad narrowed his eyes at Cade over my shoulder then looked at me before him and mom got in the car and drove away.

  I needed to be with Cade, I needed to feel safe so…I chose to stay with him.

  ~~~~

  I hugged Theresa and Ryan before I climbed on Cades motorcycle. Theresa was wrapped in Bryan’s arms and gave me wink before Cade pulled away. The street lights flicked by one by one as we made the ride through town. As soon as we hit open highway Cade twisted the throttle and filled the night silence with the throaty rumble of his bike. I tucked my hands under his shirt and rubbed my thumbs up and down his rock solid abs. With my head resting against his shoulder, I slowly moved my hands up his shirt until I could feel the hoops in his nipple rings. Cade reached back and wrapped one of his hands around my knee and twisted the throttle more.

  We both pulled our helmets off after he pulled into the garage and shut his bike off. I started climbed off first and watched as Cade got off. He sat back down sideways on the seat and pulled me to stand between his legs. No words were being said, his hands resting on my hips, my hands resting on his shoulders. When our lips connected the familiar jolt of need coursed through my veins, like a slow burning fuse. The kiss was calm but needy, slow but passionate. Our heads tilted opposite of each other’s deepening the kiss, tongues stroke against each other’s. Cade’s tongue ring smoothed across my bottom lip and clicked against my teeth sending, the slow burning fuse that was burning inside me grew hotter. He slipped his hands under the baggy t-shirt I had on, his large hands cupped my breasts then he grabbed the hem of the shirt and broke the kiss long enough to pull the shirt over my head.

  “Fuck.” He panted as he moved his mouth from mine and started kissing a line from my mouth down the center of my chest and sucked a nipple into his mouth. I arched my back pressing my chest further into him, my head fell back and my breathing became faster. Each flick of his tongue, each nip of his teeth, and his tongue ring hot and smooth against my nipples made the heat between my legs grow hotter. One large hand smoothed down the arch of my back to the waistband of the too large sweat pants I was wearing. He moved his hand under the waistband circling around to the front, when the palm of his hand pressed against my throbbing clit the slow burning fuse started sparking and sizzling faster—hotter. His lips moved lower until he was licking lazy circles against my stomach, I moved my hands down his body until I found the hem of his shirt and quickly pulled it over his head. The tattoos that covered his body were beautiful; they were art, art that told a story. I couldn’t slow down, I moved to the waist band of his dark black jeans and made quick work of the belt, skull belt buckle, button, and finally the zipper until his cock was in sight. I tried to squeeze my legs together but Cade’s hand against my hot lips stopped me, then he slid a finger to my entrance. Our eyes connect as he pushed his finger inside of me, he licked his lips and flexed his jaw muscle as he pulled his finger out and slid it up to my clit. My eyes rolled back and my hips moved, “Open them.” His baritone voice vibrated my chest. When I opened my eyes he lazily smiled at me, “It’s only me that can make you feel like this, only me…” he moaned. I looked down and gasped, my pussy muscles clenched, and my nipples tightened even more. Cade was stroking his thick cock, a bead of pre-come rest on the wide tip then slowly rolled down the side. His grip was so hard the head was turning a dark red, each time he would stroke himself as his fingers worked inside of me my orgasm grew closer and closer. “I did this so many times, imagining it was your pussy gripping my cock like a fist.” He whispered then leaned forward, still stroking his girth, still pressing his fingers in and out of me his hot mouth surrounded on of my sensitive nipples.

  “Cade…oh god…please.” I couldn’t make a coherent sentence. I needed to feel him inside of me, I needed the release that only Cade could give me. He grinned then moved to the other nipple, sucking, licking, sucking, nipping. The noise that left my throat was something between a whine and a sob. Then he stood up, I looked down at his cock and took it in my hand and started to stroke him. My mouth watered for a taste of him, before I could bend down and take his cock into my mouth he lifted me so I had to wrap my legs around his hips.

  “Ready?” He asked.

  “Yes…” I gasped when the tip pushed inside, the bump of each piercing against my sensitive skin, his thickness, his length, his scent caused my first orgasm to clamp down on his cock. When I felt him lowering himself back down to the seat of the bike I opened my eyes, he swung one leg over the seat and was now backwards on his motorcycle with his back resting against the tank and me straddling him. With his hands under each ass cheek he kept me from sliding all the way down.

  I used the foot pegs to raise myself up and slowly sink as far down on him as I could, until I felt the pinch of pain from him hitting my cervix. Our lips mashed together, I raised and lowered myself on him. With his hands on my hips he pulled down causing more pain, but causing me to orgasm again. Then he started shifting my hips back and forth with his hands, my clit was making enough contact with his cock that I started to shake. “I’m ready to come Sydney.” He groaned out then looked down at where we were connected. I looked down when I raised my body up, his cock was slick with my come, so much that it was starting to bead down to his heavy balls. I let my body weight pull me down again, “Fuck you’re gonna hurt yourself.” Cade growled out and punched his hips up slightly, I started rocking my hips faster and faster as his grip tightened on my hips. He s
at up and took a nipple in his mouth sucked hard on it and the fuse that had been burning sent a shot of fire through my veins as my orgasm clenched and quivered around his thickness. “Open them.” Cade growled. The very second I opened my eyes and stared into his, I felt his cock thicken then pulsate as each rush of his hot come filled me. Still thick and still pulsating inside of me his grip loosened on my hips. “Did I hurt you?” he asked and sat up with his cock still inside of me.

  “No.” I said with a smile. The pain I had felt was so pleasurable I wasn’t going to complain.

  When he finally started to soften inside of me he looked up at me again, “I do love you. I know you say we don’t know each other well enough but…we’ve had a connection since the first time we met.”

  I nodded my head, “I know, I…” Cade pressed a finger against my lips.

  “You don’t have to say it, I can feel it.” He put my hand against his chest, his heart thumped against my palm, “Right here,” he let go of my hand and traced my lips with his index finger, “I can feel it when we kiss, I can feel it when your fingers whisper across my skin. I know you are scared, I promise you I will do whatever it takes, wait however long I have to, just know that there’s never going to be anybody else.”

  I gasped, “Rewind.” I whispered.

  “What part?” his head fell against my shoulder.

  “The…the last part.”

  “Let me rephrase it,” he grinned against my skin, “It’s you and me now, no more men for you and no more women for me.”

  I wrinkled my nose at him, “I probably don’t even want to know how many there have been.”

  He shook his head, “No probably not, but if you need references…”

  “Oh my god, ruin the mood.” I slapped the back of his head and tried to climb off of him but when I slid back his zipper cut my ass cheek. I started laughing, “What a way to end a night.”