Tortured Beginning

by V. M. Holk

  Just then, the waitress sets our drinks down in front of us. "Can I bring you ladies anything else?"

  I decide to order something to eat, if I'm drinking I better eat. "Yeah, can you put an appetizer sampler in for me."

  "Sure, hun."

  I watch her walk away and see Lynette texting on her phone. "Who are you texting?"

  "No one. So are you going to talk to me or what?"

  "What?" I hate being a smart ass, but she asked for it. She shakes her head and grabs her drink. I don't want her to be pissed at me, but I really need a few drinks first.

  We sit there in silence for awhile, the waitress brings us food and I dig in. I'm starting to feel a little better when I get smacked in the back. Oh hell no! Someone better not be trying to start something with me. I turn to see who it is and smile.

  "What the fuck are you doing her? I thought you had your kids this weekend, bitch!"

  Anne sits down, "Well I heard through the grapevine that my best friend might need me." She looks over at Lynette and she shrugs her shoulders.

  "What about the girls?"

  "They are at my dad's. He hasn't had them over for a sleepover in a long time, they were so excited to go."

  I grab my drink and down it. Great now these two are going to badger me to tell them what's going on. I know I shouldn't be like this, but I don't like putting my problems on other people. But I know they won't let me off easy. The waitress comes back and takes our new drink orders.

  Once the waitress leaves, Anne looks over to me with that worried look on her face. I fucking hate that look, why do people do that. I look around, trying to find an escape. As I look towards the bar, that's when I see him.

  Jason drove to the bar after we left that asshole's apartment. I wanted to kill him, or least wipe that fucking smirk off of his face. As soon as we walked into the bar, we sat at two empty stools. We ordered a couple of shots and beers. As soon as the bartender set them down, I downed the shot.

  "So what the fuck was that?"

  "Shit, I don't know."

  "I have never seen you lose your cool, like that."

  "I know." I take a long drag of my beer, replaying the scene in my head. I have to get a grip of myself. I don't know what it is about Jaylah, but I can't get her out of my mind. I look as if on que and see her walking through the back door. "Shit," I say under my breath, hoping Jason didn't hear me. But of course he does, and follows my gaze.

  "Well speak of the devil and she shows up," he says with a chuckle.

  I put my forehead on the bar, "Fuck."

  Anne looks at me and follows my gaze. She finally sees who I'm looking at and smiles.

  Lynette looks at us both confused, "What?"

  I reply, "Nothing." Anne starts shaking her head at me.

  "Bullshit! You guys need to start telling me what is going on, because I'm getting pissed!"

  I look at each of them and try to look to Anne for support. She shakes her head and crosses her arms over her chest. I sigh, "Fine. See the guy at the end of the bar?"

  "Yeah. The really fucking HOT guy at the end of the bar?" Lynette asks.

  "Yeah. He is the detective working on my case about Ben." I stop talking and take a drink. I wish that would be end of the story, but not with Lynette. I love her, but she can be such a pain in the ass when it comes to shit like this.

  She loves to gossip. She isn't one of those people that runs around telling everybody's secrets. She is a great listener and will give you advice, wether you want it or not.

  "Well damn, he is hot. I know you told me he was hot, Anne...but not that fucking hot."

  I look over at him, he doesn't look my way. He really is an incredibly good looking man. He is not what I normally would go after. He is a little to GQ for me. He has that well groomed, I haven't shaved look, with short well maintained hair. He wears suits, that he obviously has made. Those beautiful blue eyes, that I swear I could get lost in and full lips I want all over me.

  "Earth to Jaylah," Anne says.

  "What?" I was obviously very lost in my own thoughts. I see them both shaking their heads and laughing.

  "I asked you what was going on with Ben. And don't try to tell me nothing, I see you everyday and I know something is going on. We are worried about you."

  I sigh. I know I can't keep telling them, nothing. So I give in and decide to tell them the mild version of what is going on.

  "I need a cigarette." I say to Jason.

  He nods, and we head out the front door.

  As soon as I step outside, I light my cigarette and take a long drag from it. I need to clear my head from all that is going on. I'm having feelings for Jaylah and I'm not sure how to react to them. She is not what I'm usually attracted to, she has a wild look to her and I love that about her. I've always dated woman that were the perfect girl next door. Maybe that's what my problem has been all of these years.

  "Damn man, you are really lost in your thoughts." Jason says breaking me from my thoughts.

  I look over to him and nod my head. "I know, sorry. What the fuck is wrong with me?" I say the last part more to myself than to Jason.

  "Well I would say you have it bad for this girl."

  Before I can respond, Jason nudges me. I look over to see Jaylah walking up to us.

  "Hi Trevan." She smiles at me, looks at Jason and back at me.

  "Well since this asshole isn't going to introduce me, I'm Jason Turner." Jason wags his thumb in my direction.

  "Nice to meet you," Jaylah replies. She grabs a cigarette and Jason lights it for her.

  I stand there like a dumb ass, still not saying anything and staring at her. She takes a long drag of her cigarette and I imagine her lips on me.

  I clear my throat, "How're you doing Jaylah?"

  "Better, thank you."

  I can see Jason watching our interaction and smirking. He is getting a kick out of this, what an asshole. I'm never going to hear the end of this from him.

  "Jason and I paid a visit to Ben. I wanted you to know that we reminded him of his restraining order and that he is to stay away from you."

  I could see the fear in her eyes when I mentioned Ben's name. I wish I could fix all that for her, and she would never have to worry again. I want to be the man that makes this woman feel safe again.

  "Let's go get a drink," I say to break her from her thoughts.

  She nods her head and we all head back into the bar. I walk up to the bar and order shots for all of us, including her friends. We walk back to her table and she introduces me to her friends.

  "Well hello, hot stuff," Lynette says in greeting. I smile not really knowing how to respond to that. I hear Jason chuckle next to me.

  "Nice to meet you ladies, this my friend Jason."

  "Well I see Jaylah has brought us some eye candy to look at tonight," Lynette says looking between Jason and I.

  I can't believe Lynette is talking like this. I kick her from under the table and she just laughs at me. I look over at Anne and she just shakes her head. I try to ignore the comments and slam my shot. Normally I don't care and talk just like her, but this is different.

  As the goes on and the more I drink, my troubles seem to get smaller. I keep stealing looks over at Trevan. The thing is every time I look, he is looking at me. He stirs feelings in me that I thought were dead a long time ago.

  I watch as Lynette and Anne go out onto the dance floor, they wave me to come out with them. I put on my sexiest smile for Trevan as I go out to the dance floor. I can feel his eyes on my the whole time, and I find it sexy as hell.

  After a few songs, we head back to the table and find more drinks waiting for us. I down the shot, and take a drink from my beer.

  "I will be right back, you ladies want to join me?"

  They both get up and follow me to the bathroom. I know it's childish to all go to the bathroom together, but it was to loud to talk on the dance floor.

  "Holy shit, Jay. That man is fucking hot as hell," Lynette says as so
on as the door shuts behind us.

  "I know. He isn't usually my type, but there is something about him."

  "It's crazy to see you like this," Anne says and gives me hug.

  "What was that for?"

  "I want you to know that I love you. Please don't hold all your shit in, we are always here to listen."

  "Yeah I know."

  "Then don't make us gang up on you again!" Lynette says and smacks me on the shoulder.

  "Okay," I say looking away from them, so they can't see my face. I don't like that they know me so well, and I love that they know me so well.

  "Well, I think Trevan would be good for you," Anne says, breaking me from my thoughts.

  "What? You know I don't do relationships, maybe I will just have some fun with him."

  Anne sighs.

  "HELL YEAH! Have a some fun with that man," Lynette says with a shit eating grin on her face.

  We walk out of the bathroom, all laughing. I look over to the table to see that Trevan is looking over at me. I smile and he smiles back at me, god he is gorgeous.

  I sit down next to him and grab my beer. I look over to see Anne and Lynette whispering to each other, then get up to leave.

  "Where are you going?"

  "Well we both have to get home to our kids," Lynette says in way of explanation.

  I know that Anne doesn't have her kids tonight, and Lynette's husband Steve is home with hers. I can see what they are doing.

  "You guys can give our JayJay a ride home, right?" Anne asks.

  "Sure. Not a problem," Jason replies. He's smiling at the two of us, knowing what is going on.

  I sigh to myself, how can they be so obvious.

  "Okay, I will see you guys later."

  "Bye. Call me tomorrow," Anne says.

  "Bye, Jay. I will talk to you later," Lynette winks at me and they both leave.

  We sit and drink quietly for a bit. I look over to Trevan and think, what if.

  "So. Do your friends leave you with strange guys in a bar, very often?"Trevan asks.

  I laugh, "No. But I guess they think I'm safe, since you're both cops."

  They laugh, "Hey you guys ready to leave?" Jason asks.

  I nod my head, sad to end the night with Trevan.

  Jason pulls into my driveway and I get out.

  "Thanks for the ride home."

  "Hey, no problem. It was nice to meet you," Jason replies.

  Trevan gets out of the car, "I better walk you to the door and check things out for you."

  I smile to myself. I was hoping he would come in. I nod to him as he follows me to my front door. Just as I open the door, Jason honks the car horn. We both look over to him as he yells out the car window.

  "Hey man, I will pick you up later. I just got an emergency call. Text me later." He waves as he pulls out of the driveway.

  Trevan shakes his head, "I hope this is okay with you. I can call for another ride if you want."

  "No it's fine." I touch his arm, as he walks in.

  We walk in, and he starts looking around checking that nothing is out of place.

  "Do you want a beer?"

  "That would be great."

  I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. I grab two Molsen's and walk to where Trevan is. I hand it to him, and he mumbles a thank you. He seems to be concentrating on something, and I'm not sure what it is.

  I see the trinket on her end table, some what hidden from plain view. Jaylah picks that moment to come back into the room. She has had a rough day, but I have to ask her if she know what it is. I watch her as she walks over to the couch and sits down.

  She looks over to me and pats the couch next to her. I smile, walk over and sit next to her.

  "So handsome, what are we going to do with ourselves."

  She gives me the sexiest damn look, I have ever seen on a woman. I hate to change that look on her face, but I need to know what this is. Just as I am going to ask her, she closes the distance between us.

  She looks me in the eyes, and smiles at me. "Damn," I whisper to her.

  I know that I shouldn't do anything with her, it's not right. Especially since I'm working on her case. But I have not been able to stop thinking about her. There is something about her, and I want a piece of it.

  "What are you trying to work out in that head of yours?" She asks, putting her hand at my temple.

  "I shouldn't, I'm working on your case." I try to convince myself, more than her.

  "Well if you don't want to, I'll back off."

  I could almost see the hurt in her eyes, but they change in an instant. She takes her arms off of me and starts to back away. I feel a loss, the moment she isn't touching me. I don't want her to back away from me.

  "Fuck it," I say through gritted teeth.

  I grab her and slam my mouth into hers. I can feel her smile with the kiss and she wraps her arms around me. Rubbing the back of my head, as our kiss gets deeper. We stop kissing and look into each others eyes. Trying to catch our breaths, I feel hers on my skin. I don't know why, but that feeling of her breath was sexy as hell.

  "Let's take this upstairs."

  I can only nod, as she leads the way up. At least I had a great view on the way up. I chuckle to myself, feeling like a teenage boy again. I realize, I grabbed my beer on the way and slam the rest of it. The beer helping with my nerves, I'm not sure why I actually feel nervous.

  We walk into her bedroom and I set my empty beer on her dresser. She turns to and wraps her arms around me. I wrap mine around her and take her lips to mine. Our tongues find each other and I hear her groan. I feel my cock grow hard, and she herself against it. Our lips come apart, she smiles at me as she backs away from me.

  "Looks like someone is ready for me," she says with a wicked smile.

  I can't take my eyes off her, and she knows it. I start to walk towards her and she puts up her hand to stop me. If this is some form of torture, it's working.

  "Start undressing for me, Trevan."

  She takes off her shirt and waits for me to do the same. Well I don't need to be asked twice. I want this woman in the worse way. I want to feel her, I want to be in her.

  I unbutton my shirt as fast as my fingers will allow me. Finally done, I rip it off and throw it to the floor. She walks over to me and runs her hands down my chest. The feel of her touching me is maddening.

  I grab the front of her jeans and unbutton them. I put my hands down the back of her pants and panties, to feel my hands on her ass. I squeeze hard and hear her groan.

  "In a hurry?" she laughs.

  "Damn. Now that I have the feel of you on my hands, I don't want to take them off of you."

  She pushes away from me and my hands itch to get back to her. I watch as she pulls her pants off. She reaches behind her and takes off her bra. My eyes devour the beautiful woman in front of me. She is more than I could of imagined with her tattoo's and scars. They aren't huge, ugly scars, I assume she got them from that asshole.

  An anger builds inside of me to think of what he did to her. An image of her laying in the hospital bed flashes in my head. I ball up my fists and try to calm myself down.

  I look down, trying to control my breathing. Jaylah comes over to me and lifts my head. I look her in the eyes, and see such hunger. I feel myself lose the rage, slowly and wrap my arms tightly around her. I pick her and she wraps herself around my middle. I'm still wearing my pants and I hate that I can't feel her.

  She rubs against my pants and I am rock hard. I feel like I'm going to burst, with the my want for her. I drop her on the bed and step back to get my pants off. She leans up on her elbows to watch me. I finally get the rest of my clothes off and get back to the bed.

  Jaylah puts her hand on my chest to stop me from getting on top of her.

  I look at her, "What?"

  She holds up her finger. "Hold on big guy. Let me get a condom for you," she winks at me.

  She opens her night stand drawer, and grabs one out of a box. I don't know why, b
ut it pisses me off to know that it was already open. Which means she has had sex with someone else. I shake myself from this train of thought.

  She hands it over to me and I rip it open. I quickly put it on and push her against the pillows. I fit nicely between her legs and I look down at her. The image of her under me, is one I could get use to. She grabs me at the neck and pulls me down to her lips.

  I position myself at the tip of her pussy and as our tongue's meet, I push into her. God, the feel of her around my cock, is almost my undoing. She groans into my mouth, and that only arouses me more. I work in and out of her, not being gentle. As I cup her breast and take a nipple into my mouth, she digs her hands into my hair. I kiss up her neck and grab her behind the neck.

  I flip us so she is straddling me, and I am sitting on the bed. As she rides me, I give her breasts my full attention. I pull away and look into her eyes. We are both almost there, I grab her under her arms to pull her up. I then pull her down onto me as hard as I can, without hurting her. She screams out with her release. I feel my own come from the pit of my stomach, down to my cock and I sound like a wild animal. I have never come so hard, and it seemed like it wouldn't end.

  She falls into my arms and we fall back onto the bed. Still inside of her, we lay like that for a few minutes. Both of us trying to catch our breath, from such strong orgasms.

  I kiss her gently on the lips and get up to clean myself up. Once in the bathroom, I take off the condom and throw it into the garbage. I splash some water on my face and smile like an idiot at myself in the mirror.

  Well damn, I never thought I would enjoy it that much with Trevan. The man was fucking sexy as hell. He was turning me on, just by the way he looked at me.

  I get out of bed and grab my robe from the chair. I put it on and decide to go down and grab us some beers and clean myself up.

  "I'm running downstairs," I yell towards the bathroom.

  "Okay."

  When I reach the bottom of the stairs, I can hear Trevan's phone going off. I go into my small half bathroom, to clean up. As I walk out, I can hear him walking down the stairs.