TWICE SHY (A SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE)

by Ivy Spears

  When nothing came, he smirked and moved closer to me.

  “Shh,” I whispered, trying not to laugh.

  He groaned and ran one of his hands through my hair. “Like that’s an easy thing.” And then his lips were on top of mine again, reminding me just how in control he really was.

  I could feel him against the inside of my thigh, hard as a rock.

  It occurred to me how bad I wanted to feel him, how rewarding and chilling it felt to know that I had made him that excited. How I couldn’t wait to make him cum all over the place.

  I reached down and started to rub his stiff member through his sweatpants. I couldn’t even see it yet and I could already tell it was huge. I felt anxious for a split second that I wouldn’t know what to do with it but pushed the thoughts out of my mind right away.

  This was Asher he wasn’t going to allow me to feel weird.

  Plus, he had plenty of experience…

  I pushed the thought of Asher and other girls out of my mind and used my other hand to grab him by the back of the neck and thrust him even harder into my mouth. He bit down on my lip and a second of pain followed by intense pleasure took over my body.

  I could feel his hands all over me, moving up and down my stomach and the front of my t-shirt before he slipped his hand up the front of it and pulled it over my head in one quick motion.

  Once he had my shirt off he looked down at me, reaching out to rub one of his hands over my stomach before slowly cupping one of his hands over my left breasts. “You’re so sexy, Bella.”

  My whole body flushed.

  And then his lips were on top of my nipples, sucking on them roughly.

  They were already sticking up and swollen with hardness but his tongue rolling around them made them feel so sharp that they could have cut ice. My mouth flew open and gasps started coming out loudly.

  I snapped my mouth shut, trying not to be so loud, but it was out of my control.

  Asher definitely knew how to use his hands. One of them cupped and massaged one of my breasts as he sucked and licked every inch of the other one. I felt like I was going to explode at any second.

  “Asher,” I moaned. “I’m going… I’m going to cum already.” I felt embarrassed to even admit it but I couldn’t help it, it wasn’t like I hooked up with guys that much and one who was as hot as Asher and as skilled as he was made my body want to shoot over the edge right away.

  Asher released my nipple from his lips and shook his head. “No, don’t, wait.” He ran his hands back and forth over the top of my waistline, a hungry look in his eyes. “Not until I can feel it.”

  My body surged with energy. “Hurry,” I gasped.

  I wished I had more control over myself; unfortunately finally getting Asher was enough to make my body explode after five minutes. Had we only been dry humping and making out for five minutes? Maybe it was ten… it was impossible to tell. I felt like time was merging together and flying by so fast that if I blinked too fast I might miss it.

  Asher pushed his boxers down to my knees and groaned at the sight of my pink undergarments that were already soaked in my wetness. “Fuck, Bella.” He stuck his hand between my legs and started to rub back and forth the small amount of fabric that separated him from my clit.

  “Asher.” I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his forearm. “Please.”

  He grinned devilishly. “What do you want, Bella?”

  I moaned and opened my legs even wider.

  “You have to say it, Bella,” his deep voice demanded.

  I gasped, concentrating on how good his hands felt on me. “I want… I want to cum…” My body started to jolt forward, my legs bucking underneath me, on the verge of feeling satisfied.

  Asher pushed my panties to the side and shoved his fingers inside of my center, starting to work back and forth rapidly. He locked his eyes on me, watching mine as they started to roll back in my head in ecstasy.

  “Say it again, Bella. Tell me how bad I make you want to cum again.” He sounded so strong and in control, it made me feel like my body belonged to him and him alone. “Say it,” he ordered me again.

  “I want to cum… so bad. You make me want to cum so bad, Asher.”

  He moaned, pleased. “Say please then…”

  “Please,” I whispered. “Please let me cum.”

  “Louder, Bella, I can’t hear you.”

  I gasped and begged my body to hold back for just a second longer. “Please!” I begged, louder now. “Please! I need to cum!” I slapped my hands down on the sheets and grabbed a fistful into my hand, desperate to hold on to the little amount of control I still had.

  Asher thrust his fingers inside of me roughly one last time before finally granting me my release. “Okay, you can cum, Bella, go ahead and cum on my fingers like the nasty girl you are.”

  My body jolted in relief, finally releasing all over his fingers.

  I slowly moved my fingers from the softness of the sheets and moaned over and over again softly, allowing my body to come down from the hotness it was wrapped up in.

  Asher licked my cum off his fingers. “You taste so good, Bella.”

  He leaned down and kissed me deeply, allowing the sounds I was making to get evaporated inside of him. After a few more seconds of allowing my heart to beat down to a somewhat normal pace, he moved off of me and rolled over to the other side of the bed, falling onto his back.

  “You ready for this?” he asked me, raising his eyebrows. His dark eyes knitted together for a split second and then he pulled down his sweatpants and revealed the biggest cock I had ever seen.

  Chapter Six

  My mouth hung open in awe.

  I wasn’t some prude; I had seen cocks before, but none as big as Asher’s. Asher was definitely in a league of his own. Just the thought of getting that thing half way down my throat made my gag reflex nervous.

  Asher laughed loudly when he saw the look on my face. “You look terrified.”

  “It’s huge!” I blurted out.

  Asher smirked. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He slipped his large hand around my elbow and pulled me toward his now practically naked body. “Come here.”

  I moved closer to him, my eyes still locked on the sludge hammer he was carrying around between his legs. “I don’t… I mean; I don’t think I’m going to be able to take that whole thing in my mouth!”

  Asher ran his hand back and forth over the top of my hair and then moved my head down toward the tip of his huge hard dick. “I have a feeling you’ll do just fine, Bella.”

  I wasn’t so sure but the thought of having him inside my mouth was too much to resist. I opened my mouth and started to lick up and down his huge shaft, getting going on the tedious job of making his whole member nice and wet for when I put it down my throat.

  “Spit on it,” Asher told me, still rubbing the back of my head.

  I formed some spit inside of my mouth and then slowly let it drip down on his tip before moving it up and down his thick pipe with my tongue. Asher moaned and I repeated the process over a couple times until he was completely soaked in my spit.

  I ran my fingers up and down him, jerking him off slowly.

  I wasn’t trying to tease him; I was just fascinated by every inch of him. Turning him over in my hands while I licked every inch of him seemed like something I thought I would only be able to do in my dreams.

  After a few more seconds I finally opened my mouth and took the tip of him in. He was so thick that I had to stretch my mouth open even further as I went up and down over him.

  It felt like he was filling up so much of me but in reality, I knew I was probably taking in less than half of him. I tried to push him deeper inside of me but ended up gagging quickly and had to take some out.

  I could hear Asher breathing heavily above me, enjoying my skills.

  I took him out for a second, catching my breath.

  He made me so nervous; I wanted him to enjoy himself as much as I had.

 
; Asher pulled my eyes up toward him, searching mine. “Relax, Bella, you’re doing great, trust me.” There was so much knowledge in his eyes, he knew I was worried about the making him feel good, just like he knew so many other things about me without my permission.

  Was I that obvious?

  I nodded slowly and looked back down, taking him inside of my mouth again.

  This time, Asher held onto the back of my head, helping me keep the pace just the way he wanted it. Slow at first and then faster and faster before he would slow down again. He repeated the cycle over and over again, dragging out getting off for as long as possible.

  Every time I would feel his cock start to jerk like he was about to cum he would pull my mouth off of him for a few seconds, regaining his control, before shoving his cock back inside of my throat and starting to get off again.

  My jaw was started to ache I was sucking him off for so long but it didn’t bother me. Giving him pleasure for so long was enough to bring me satisfaction, I felt like I could suck on his huge stick all day long.

  I stuck my tongue out and tried to take Asher even deeper. He followed my lead and pushed down roughly on the back of my head while he continued to moan louder and louder with every inch of him I was able to drown down. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat roughly over and over again.

  For a second I thought I was going to start gagging again but then he pushed me down even deeper. “It’s okay, Bella, you got this. Just relax your mouth. That’s it, just like that.”

  I did and a second later he started moving his body up and down, sticking his cock in and out of my throat like he was fucking my pussy. The sensation sent shivers up and down my body and my pussy started to throb all over again. I had never gotten pleasure from giving head before but just the knowledge of what I was doing to him made me all hot and bothered all over again.

  “Fuck, yeah, Bella, just like that,” Asher groaned as he moved my head up and down like I had the neck of a bird. “You’re so nasty, Bella, you’re so fucking nasty and sexy.”

  His dick started jerking inside of my mouth but this time he didn’t pull it out, only pushing down harder on my tight throat. “Just like that, stay right there.” He let out one more loud groan and then I felt him splash all over the inside of my mouth. “Swallow it, Bella, swallow every drop.”

  I had never swallowed a mouthful of cum before but for Asher I didn’t hesitate, letting the hot liquid drift down my throat and into my stomach. And all I could think as I started to digest it was how bad I wanted to do it all over again.

  Asher had me completely wrapped around his spell once again.

  And it terrified me.

  Chapter Seven

  I woke up the next morning sore with pleasure. My heart felt like it was going to take off in a million different directions. At least, those were the thoughts that consumed me until I opened up my eyes and let the light in.

  And then everything came flooding back to me.

  My father, everything that had happened last night, the fact that I was back in this town. That I had sucked Asher Dawson’s cock last night before we had both passed out in each other’s arms.

  And that he was now nowhere to be found.

  The room was completely empty.

  If it wasn’t for the rumbled sheets next to me that had clearly been slept on and the smell of Asher’s sexy and sweaty body that still lingered in the air I would have thought that I imagined the whole thing.

  I sat up in bed and listened for any signs of life but there was nothing. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a sweatshirt off the back of the desk chair across the room. I brought it to my nose and inhaled.

  Definitely Asher’s.

  I pulled it over my head and headed down the hall toward the kitchen but just like the rest of the house, it appeared to be empty. There was a note on the counter from Asher’s mom, telling me to help myself to coffee or anything else I wanted, I knew they got up early to take care of the crops but where the hell was Asher?

  I went to the front of the house and looked out the window.

  His car was gone.

  “Un-fucking-believable.” I shook my head and stomped back toward the guest room, slipping on my pants from the night before and gathering up the rest of my stuff. The sooner I got the hell out of there the better. It shouldn’t have surprised me that he just left like that, that was what Asher did.

  Acted like he cared and then dipped out before things got too intense. Last night had clearly been a mistake and I hated myself for losing myself long enough to of let it happen.

  I ran to the front of the house and swung the door open.

  “Oh.” The girl standing on the front porch looked startled to see me. She took a step back, alarmed. She let her bright blue eyes travel up and down my body slowly. “Is that… is that Asher’s sweatshirt?”

  She had blonde hair and a perfect set of teeth. Her body looked like it had been airbrushed on and her outfit only helped to prove the point even more. A short jean skirt and white tank top that left little to the imagination.

  “Yeah, it is.” I glanced over her shoulder, desperate to get out of there. “I was actually just on my way out.” I spotted the keys to Asher’s dad’s truck hanging on the wall next to the door and grabbed them, I would explain later.

  I tried to move past the blonde, the last thing I wanted to do was get caught up in another conversation I wanted nothing to do with. She grabbed me by the arm and yanked me back.

  “Look, I don’t know who the hell you are or how drunk Asher had to of been to bring you home last night but if I see your skank ass around my boyfriend again it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” She held her nasty gaze for a second and then dropped my arm before stomping inside Asher’s house and slamming the door behind her.

  Her boyfriend? Had she said, boyfriend?

  Surely she couldn’t have meant…

  Realization and then nausea washed over my bones.

  Asher had a fucking girlfriend.

  He was worse than I thought, way worse than I thought. He had never been the cheating type, more the hooking up type, but clearly, he had graduated to a new level of douchebag since high school.

  I turned around, running toward the truck and throwing the keys in the ignition. When it roared to life I jammed it into reverse and peeled out of the driveway, taking off down the street.

  Having anything to do with Asher Dawson was a huge mistake.

  And I was leaving him in the dust.

  ***

  A half hour later I burst into the third floor of the Intensive Care unit and took off running toward the receptionist’s desk. “Excuse me, I’m looking for Michael Reynolds.”

  The nurse looked up from her computer and shook her head. “Visiting hours won't start for another few hours. Right now we’re only allowing family members in the room.”

  “I am family,” I gulped. “I’m… I’m his daughter.”

  “Oh.” The woman looked surprised. “I didn’t… I wasn’t aware Mike had a daughter.” She stood up from her desk and walked around to the front, motioning for me to follow her as she scanned her ID card and allowed the double doors next to us to pop open.

  Her words stung even though I knew I shouldn’t be surprised.

  I had left my dad all alone when I left without looking back. I felt ashamed now that I hadn’t been home since college, that I had let my hate for this town and the reminder of everything I thought I could never be here affect the amount of effort I had put into our relationship in the last five years.

  My breath caught in my throat when I walked into the room. Sure, I saw people like this every single day. Hooked up to machines, surrounded by family and friends who were praying for a safe recovery.

  But it was different when it was my father.

  Different when you were seeing a man who had always been so strong your entire life in the most vulnerable state possible. The man who had taught me how to fish and throw a killer curve ball, the
man who had always been there for me, the man who had protected me my entire life… and now he couldn’t even breath on his own.

  “He’s not in any pain,” the nurse said now. “He can’t feel anything. When you’re in a coma, you just slip into a place of rest and stillness… he doesn’t even know what’s happening to him.”

  I jumped; I’d almost forgotten she was there. “I know,” I whispered.

  I knew she was trying to make me feel better but the task was impossible.

  I pulled a chair from the corner and moved it next to my dad’s bed, sitting down and taking his frail hand in mine. “Can I… can we have a minute?” Tears welled up in my eyes.

  “Of course.” She smiled sadly at me before she turned to leave.

  I placed my head in my hands and peeked over at him. His usually brown hair was shaved short where they had given him stitches. Cuts and wounds covered his entire body, making him almost unrecognizable.

  He eyes looked like they were sewed shut. I tried to remember how warm his brown eyes were but I couldn’t place it no matter how hard I tried. His nails were bruised and filled with dried blood.

  “God, dad.” I let the first tear slip out of my eye. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” The waterworks wouldn’t stop now, tumbling out like a never-ending river that would never run dry.

  Once you let yourself go there stopping was out of the question. I wiped at my face with the sleeve of Asher’s sweatshirt trying to regain my composure long enough to form at least a few sane thoughts.

  “Dad, I… I know I haven’t been around much, that I haven’t been treating you the way I should have. I really let you down which is ironic considering all I ever really wanted to do was make you proud.” I reached out and held onto his hand, squeezing it tight.

  I used my other hand and swiped left at my tears. “But don’t worry, I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere… you just worry about waking up... I’m going to make this right.” I leaned in closer, whispering. “I’m going to find who did this to you, dad, and I’m going to make them pay.”