Revenge - A Second Chance, First Time Romance

by Piper Phoenix

  Thomas looked at me and raised his eyebrows. “I feel like I’m overdressed,” he said with a chuckle. “Maybe I should get more comfortable.”

  I laughed, not knowing if he was being serious or not, but he sat on the couch and waved me over. I sat down on the opposite side and curled up my legs as the movie started.

  “See this yet?” He asked. I could feel his eyes on me.

  “No,” I said shaking my head as I slowly ran my fingertips up my leg.

  I wasn’t even sure what movie it was. I couldn’t concentrate on anything but Thomas and my plan. The only problem with everything was that I wished I still hadn’t found him so damn good looking. He was so hot and muscular. Except for what he had done to me, he was perfect.

  As the movie dragged on or at least felt that way, I kept thinking about him. I could see his thick hands resting on his thigh, and I wanted them on mine. His perfect mouth kissing mine before sliding down to my neck.

  Suddenly I remembered my dream. The one in which his hands were all over my body, making me feel things I’d never felt with anyone before.

  I swallowed hard just as the movie ended.

  He looked at me from across the couch. My tongue slowly glided across my lower lip to moisten it.

  “Did you like it?” He asked.

  “Like what?” I stared at his chest.

  “The movie… did you fall asleep?”

  “No, sorry, yeah I liked it. My mind is elsewhere I guess,” I said as I stood up. “I should really get to bed… early morning for me. Lots of work and stuff.”

  “Aww, that’s too bad. Are you sure? Thought we could make it a double feature,” he said with a hopeful smile. There wasn't any way I could sit there on that sofa with him for another two hours and pretend to be watching a movie.

  My plan was stupid. I didn’t know why I ever thought this would work.

  I started walking to my room, and as I was about to turn and tell him goodnight, he placed his hand on the doorframe to stop me.

  “Lacey, I, ah,” he swallowed hard and leaned towards me. Before I could even make sense of what was happening his mouth was on mine.

  The kiss was soft and gentle. At least at first it was, but then he started sliding his hand up my body, his tongue hungrily searching for mine.

  Part of me screamed to stop him, but the other part wanted to know what was going to happen. That part didn’t want him to stop.

  But it didn’t matter. Thomas pulled back and looked down at his feet.

  “Shit,” he said, lightly dragging the back of his hand along his lower lip. “I’m so, so, sorry. I mean… it’s probably the alcohol.”

  “Okay,” I said. The only way he’d kiss me was if he had been drinking? Was that what he was saying?

  “No, I don’t mean it like that… it’s just the alcohol and seeing you again. Mostly it was the seeing you again after all this time. The alcohol just helped me do something I’ve been thinking about since I saw you again.”

  All the feelings of what happened back then came rushing back. The anger resurfaced.

  “You're still the most… I’ve thought about you.”

  “What are you doing tomorrow night?” I said moving closer to him. I was certain my plan was going to work. “I want to show you something.”

  I grabbed his hand and placed it on my ass. When I stepped into him, his fingers slid deeper, and I was sure he could feel my wetness.

  “Why tomorrow?” he asked, with a huge smile and a groan.

  “We don’t know when my brother will get home. It has to be tomorrow,” I said pushing myself into his hand. “Do you think you can get away for awhile?”

  “Yeah definitely. I will. I’ll make it work,” Thomas said pressing his fingers even deeper into me.

  I was at the point I was supposed to walk away… leave him wanting more, but I couldn’t make my feet move. There wasn’t even a small part of me that wanted him to stop.

  I wanted to feel his fingers like I had in my dream. In fact, for a moment I couldn’t help but wonder if I was having another dream.

  Thomas leaned closer and started moving his mouth down towards my neck. I wasn’t sure how I managed, but I stepped back and placed my fingers on his lips.

  “Tomorrow,” I whispered. “We can pick up where we left off.”

  Chapter 7

  I’d spent the whole day revising my plan to pay Thomas back but now that it was night and I was driving him to the place where the other high school kids used to go to make-out, I was having second thoughts.

  Thomas had offered to drive my car since he didn’t have one here. My brother had picked him up at the airport, and his workplace was in walking distance, so he hadn’t needed on. But I declined his offer. I wanted to stay in control of my plan. I wanted everything to go exactly as I had imagined it would.

  He smelled so good, like spices and a tropical breeze. It seemed as though he actually taken the time to dress up for our date together. Thomas looked hot… like really hot.

  He was wearing a tight-fitting button-down shirt with the top button popped open. His hair was messed as though he’d just gotten out of bed, but he’d probably taken his time to style it just right. And his dress pants fit him so perfectly, it didn’t leave much to the imagination.

  I had to stay focused on what he’d done to me. He was the whole reason I couldn’t trust any man.

  “Oh,” he said when I turned down the road that was probably quite familiar to him. “Interesting choice.”

  Thomas boldly reached over and put his hand high on my thigh. I smiled despite myself, as he slid his hand between my legs, close to the hem of my new short skirt—the one I just had to buy for this occasion.

  When I reached the gravel-covered parking area deep within the trees, I put the car in park. I turned to him, and he glided his hand around the side of my neck.

  “I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” I said, looking into Thomas’s eyes.

  “Me too.” He leaned closer and pressed his lips to mine. He didn’t wait. He didn’t want to talk. All he wanted was to be with me.

  He probably just wanted to do what he’d set out to do when we were younger. Why would I have ever thought, even for a second, that he had changed?

  “I have dreamed of this moment for years,” I said softly into his ear.

  “Shit,” he said pulling away for a second so he could look into my eyes again. “I have too.”

  His hand slid between my legs, and he stroked my wetness through my panties. My whole body relaxed, and I moaned as I moved my hips closer to his hand.

  “You’re so fucking hot,” Thomas said as he slid his hand up my body and grabbed my breast. His thumb quickly found my erect nipple and tugged it through my shirt. “So hot.”

  I crawled over the seat and straddled him. I bit my lip when I could feel his hardness pushing into my already soaked panties.

  It was weird how I wanted him to pay for what he’d done, but at the same time, I wanted to enjoy what I was feeling.

  I felt sexy and based on his rock-hard cock I was sure he wanted me. There wasn’t anything I could do to stop myself from pushing down and grinding against his thickness.

  “Damn,” he groaned as he stroked my nipple. He leaned back so he could watch my hips roll around on top of him.

  I could feel my orgasm building, and I wanted to have that release. It almost felt as though I needed it, but I couldn’t let it happen. I had to stick to the plan.

  “Thomas,” I said in a breath of air.

  “Yes?”

  “I’ve dreamed about the day you’d take my virginity on the hood of a car,” I said reaching down between us. My fingers gripped his cock as hard as I could through the thin fabric of his pants.

  “Virginity?” he said, leaning back slightly.

  I nodded and bit my lip. “Please Thomas.”

  “You’re sure?”

  “I’m so sure,” I said grabbing him again.

  “It’s warmer in
the car,” he said sliding his hand up my skirt and inside my panties. I shivered. He slid his finger inside me and pressed down. I wanted to feel him deeper.

  Whatever I’d gotten myself into was overwhelming. My acting was incredibly convincing, so much so that I had convinced myself.

  “Oh God,” I moaned. “Outside.”

  He opened the car door, and I reluctantly climbed off him. I lowered my head and started to get out of the car, but he grabbed my hips.

  Before I could see what was happening, I could feel him.

  Chapter 8

  Thomas pushed my skirt up on my back and shifted my panties to the side. I was bent in half, and I couldn’t move.

  Every ounce of my being wanted to know what he was about to do. Although I was nervous, I wanted to feel it. I wanted to know what it would be like.

  “Holy fuck,” he said as stroked my wetness with his whole hand. He shook his hand back and forth slightly and gave my pussy a little spank.

  My body jerked forward for a second but then I pushed back towards him again. It had felt so amazing I wanted him to do it again. Which he did, only this time it was a little harder.

  “Oh God,” I squealed, and he did it again. My whole body was tingling. It felt as though I could come just from his spankings.

  “You like that?” Thomas asked, but instead of doing it again, he stuck his finger deep inside me and started gliding it back and forth. I closed my eyes and imagined him sitting there watching as his finger dipped in and out of my wetness.

  It felt so wrong to be enjoying this with the man who’d practically ruined my life. But I couldn’t help it. His touch felt absolutely amazing.

  “Thomas,” I moaned as I ran my fingertips lightly down my neck.

  He grabbed my hips and turned me around. He ran his hands up my body and moved me roughly to the front of the car.

  When he pressed me back against the hood, my knees bent, and he gently lowered me down. He grabbed my legs and roughly opened them as wide as he could. Thomas dove his head forward between my legs and put his mouth on what he found there, without hesitation. It was like he was starving and only I could satisfy his hunger.

  “Oh God!” I cried out, reaching out for anything to hold on to, but the hood was too smooth.

  I couldn’t do anything. Thomas was in complete control, and I wasn’t sure how it made me feel. A big part of me didn’t want his tongue to ever stop torturing my clit, but the other part wanted to experience my orgasm.

  I slid my hands into his hair and pressed him deeper into my wetness. I could feel the twinges of my orgasm threatening to burst out of me. But then something happened. I pulled him away from me. My emotions struck me like a bolt of lightning back into reality. I was here for a reason, and if I wasn’t careful, I’d start listening to my body and forget what my brain wanted me to do.

  “What’s wrong?” He asked with a small frown.

  Shit. What was I doing? I didn’t even feel like I was inside of my own body. Then I remembered the reason I’d brought him out here. It wasn’t to feel his amazing tongue, and it wasn’t to come on the hood of my car. It was to get back at him for what he’d done to me.

  It was weird how that all seemed so far away, almost as though it had been another person back then, but it hadn’t been. It had still been me. I hadn’t been anything to him then, and I wasn’t now either.

  “Nothing,” I said with a sexy grin. “Undress.”

  He smiled and looked around before quickly peeling his clothes off. “I like when you take charge. What should I do next?” he asked.

  “Put your clothes on the hood, and turn around,” I said, licking my lower lip slowly when I saw his massive, hard cock.I swallowed hard and tried not to think about what it would feel like inside of me.

  He placed his clothes on the hood and turned around. I grabbed his clothing and hopped down off the hood.

  “What’s going on?” he asked sounding a bit suspicious.

  “Just hang on.” I ran my fingertips down his muscular back. When I got to his hip, I couldn’t stop myself from reaching around and grabbing his cock. I just had to feel it. It was silky smooth but at the same time hard as a rock. And so, so big.

  Maybe I should just call off the whole plan and let him fuck me. I wanted him too. Even after what he’d done to me, I just wanted to know what it felt like to feel him inside me. I wanted to experience my very first time with him. After all, my feelings for him had been real, and now here he was… standing there, hard and ready for me too.

  But I let go and got inside of the car. Before he could turn around, I started it and flipped it into reverse.

  Chapter 9

  “What are you doing?” Thomas shouted as he tried to catch up to the driver’s side window. “Lacey? What the fuck?”

  I cracked the window just slightly. “This is for what you did to me.”

  “What I did to you?”

  “Yes, I knew all about your plans to get in my pants. A bet or something… that it was all just a stupid game to you. Payback is a real bitch.”

  His eyes were wide as he shook his head. He looked confused.

  “Aw, shit. Lacey, I can explain,” he shouted after me, reaching out towards the door handle. I touched the gas to stay far enough out of his reach.

  I shook my head and turned up the radio. I didn’t want to hear it. None of it mattered. He could try to explain his story all he wanted, but I didn’t have to stick around and listen to it.

  “Come on! Lacey, please. It’s not what you think,” he said. “Shit. My clothes!”

  “Fuck you!” I shouted as I stepped on the gas and flipped him off.

  Maybe it was childish. Dammit, it was definitely childish. It was also probably a little cruel, but honestly what he’d done to me was childish and cruel. It had affected my entire life, even though surely that wasn’t what he had intended. I know that to him it was just a stupid high school bet, and that was just what high school guys did, but to me, it was everything.

  He’d embarrassed me. If you asked me, him having to walk back to town naked wasn’t nearly embarrassing enough as repayment for what he’d done.

  I drove around for probably an hour. Well, maybe it had just felt that way when I realized I couldn’t go back to my apartment. After what I’d done I couldn’t see him.

  He would absolutely just hate me, not that I could really blame him. But I didn’t want to deal with it. The sooner he was out of town, the better. Only I’d have to hide from him until he left.

  Tallie had told me I could stay with her if I wanted, but at the time I didn’t think it would come to that. But that was exactly what it had come to. I reached around on the seat for my phone and quickly dialed Tallie’s number. It took forever, but she finally answered.

  “Yes?” she said in a whisper.

  “Um, everything OK?”

  There was a long pause. “Yeah. Busy. Can you call back?”

  “I need a place to stay.” When she didn’t quickly tell me to come over, my stomach sank. “Just for a couple days.”

  “Shit. Was the whole Thomas thing tonight? I can’t I’m really, really sorry. Tomorrow though. I’m sort of a little tied up at the moment,” she said. In the background, I could hear a man talking, and I was pretty sure it was a second man grunting.

  “What is going on?” I asked raising an eyebrow even though she couldn’t see it.

  “Come on Chelsea, we’re waiting,” one of the men said. I could hear them even though I could tell Tallie was covering the bottom of the phone.

  My eyes widened. “Who’s Chelsea?”

  “Me.”

  “No. You’re Tallie,” I said shaking my head.

  “Not tonight,” she replied as she let out a moan.

  I paused for a second trying to see what else I could hear. “You’re sure you’re okay?”

  “Positive.”

  I could hear everything, but in the background, it sounded like the one man was telling the other what
he should be doing to my best friend. It was clear I wouldn’t be staying at Tallie’s, but I had to give her credit for answering the phone when she had something clearly intriguing going on at her apartment. Tallie and her crazy antics. I guess some things never change.

  “Yeah, right there. Give it to her!” the one man said.

  “I’ll make it up to you. Sorry. Bye,” Tallie said and hung up.

  Tallie was clearly preoccupied with something else, and I was out of luck for the night. When I saw the somewhat familiar motel sign come into view, I decided I’d get a room. I pulled into the driveway with a sigh.

  I stashed Thomas’s clothes under the seat and went inside. It was going to be a long night, or a couple of days depending on Tallie’s situation. But at least the hotel was nice enough, and more importantly something I could afford.

  I paid for my room and bought several packages of snacks from the vending machine. Not that I felt like eating, but just in case, I didn’t want to have to go out again later in the night.

  I opened the door and looked around the room. It smelled of stale smoke, but it would have to do. What choice did I have? I was stuck here until Thomas left town, which I hoped would be soon.

  Chapter 10

  I’d powered off my phone to save the battery, but after roughly twenty-four hours, I turned it back on. I was a little surprised to see a message from my brother asking where I was. I figured he was busy with work and his guest to even realize I hadn’t come home.

  Just as I was about to power it down again, another message came through.

  Worried about you. Where are you? This is not like you. Call back!!

  Shit.

  Please just tell me that you’re OK.

  Fuck.

  He was worried. I guess I should have known he would be since this was totally out of character for me. And Wyatt only contacted me when he needed something or had to tell me something important. So, yeah, he was worried.