Cameron
Audrey is meeting my stare and not backing down. I want to kiss her even if it’s wrong. She’s beautiful. I keep trying to push her away because I am so damn attracted to her its making me feel crazy. I shouldn’t want to make love to my brother’s woman, but he’s not here to stop me. The rain begins to pour down harder than before, blowing in on us as I throw all my reservations over the ledge, bringing my mouth down on hers.
At first she doesn’t move her lips. I grab her by the back of her head and kiss her again, her trembling hand brushes over my stomach. Her teeth graze my bottom lip as I push my tongue through the inviting part of her mouth. Her breath tastes of Corona and lime, mirroring mine.
She’s still hesitant, her fingers don’t seem to know where to go, so I show her, wrapping her arm around my waist as I continue to explore her mouth getting consumed by our kiss.
Audrey pulls back catching her breath. “Cam, that was...” she pauses to find her words.
I’m waiting for her to say that its wrong, to run away, but she doesn’t.
“Don’t fight it Audrey. You want me, I want you.”
“Joey,” she whispers his name as if it’s dirty and not meant to be spoken between us.
“He isn’t here, and he’d want you to be happy, even if it’s only when it rains.”
Her eyes crinkle as she tries to clear her head.
“It’s not that I don’t find you attractive Cam. I do, but he’s still in my heart.” Tears trickle down her pale cheeks.
“He’s in mine too,” I tell her gently as I brush away her tears with my thumbs. “Come inside. We don’t have to do anything, I’m just not ready for the rain to stop.”
She doesn’t say a word, but takes my outstretched hand. I lead her into my place. There’s no way I can go to her apartment, and be face to face with my brother’s memory. I know he’d want Audrey to be happy, but despite what I told her, I’m really not sure how he would feel if it were with me.
Inside, she takes a seat on the couch. Her damp clothes are sticking to her, and I want nothing more than to peel them from her body, but I’m not sure how receptive she’ll be to the idea. Wanting Audrey is unexpected, I wasn’t seeking this connection out, but it’s happened. And for reasons the world may never understand, my mother seems to think we would be good for each other.
She’s called me a few times this week making sure Audrey and me were doing okay with the bar. She even had the nerve to tell me I should ask Audrey out on a date.
Sitting next to her, I fight against the anxiety that is beginning to creep up on me and ruin this night. Audrey is nervous too. Bracing her shaking knee, I still her movements. She places her hand over mine. “I’m scared that when tomorrow comes, we’ll wake up with regrets. Blaming it on the alcohol or the full moon. Our shared love of the rain.”
“Everything won’t always go the way we plan. We have no control over life—fate. We can only live in the now, and right now I want nothing more than to feel you skin to skin Audrey.”
She sucks in a deep breath hearing my confession. She might tell me to get fucked, but I couldn’t go another minute without telling her how I really feel. From the moment I saw her biting that damn strawberry, I’ve pictured her on her knees while taking my cock in her mouth.
“Tell me about your dreams, the demons that haunt you. Tell me everything bad you ever did. I’ll tell you mine and see how we still feel. Sex between us, I don’t doubt it’d be amazing, but if we can share the darkest pieces of ourselves, and still want to look at each other after, then and only then, will I give this,” she pauses pointing between us, “another thought.”
I try to pull away, but she holds my hand firmly. “It’s easy to run away, but it’s a hell of a lot harder to stay when shit gets tough, Cam.”
She doesn’t waste any time getting into the heavy.
“You’re right. I dream about gruesome shit Audrey. Some things I only witnessed while others I was responsible for. I have a lot of regrets.” I think of all the deaths I was part of and my breathing nearly ceases, but Audrey’s’ presence keeps me on solid ground.
“Like what?” She squeezes my hand.
I don’t want to talk about combat, so I focus on her, and what I have wanted to tell her since I remembered how we met. “Three years ago, before I joined the Army, I was at a bar, Dusty Rose’s. I would go there and listen to a beautiful woman sing. I met this brown-haired girl, with gorgeous green eyes one night. She was hella drunk. Couldn’t hold her head up. I took her to her motel room, and got her to bed. I left never knowing her name, until recently. I regret not asking for your name and your number, because I met you first, and life might have turned out different if I hadn’t walked away.”
“Cam, I don’t know what to say.”
“That’s okay because I do.” I turn her face towards mine. Her eyes are sparkling with unshed tears. “I know you loved my brother and he loved you, but everything happens for a reason. Every choice, every word. They all mean something and set off the events that shape our lives. I would give anything to bring Joe back. I’d give anything to go back, and make you mine first when I had the chance. Maybe you were meant to be with Joe, but maybe you were meant to be with me too. I don’t know if I am explaining myself very well, but Audrey… I want you. I need you. You’re meant to be with me now, I can feel it in my bones.”
“Did you feel it in your bones when you were fucking your easy lay against the wall. Don’t try to deny it. I heard you.” She’s jealous of me being with someone else. However, I don’t know what she’s referring to.
“What? I don’t know what you are talking about. Audrey, I’ve not brought anyone home with me. I’ve not been with my ex in three years.”
“When you first came home, your first night back, I was lying in bed. I heard you come in, you had a woman with you. You were both very vocal while you were fucking against the other side of my bedroom wall.”
I can’t help but laugh. Trey and Cassie. I saw them leaving together from my parent’s house.
“Why are you laughing?”
“That had to of been Trey and Cass the night he proposed. He brought some boxes over, and she had the key to let him in,” I explain.
“Well this just got awkward…,” she trails off.
“Why?” I’m curious.
She swallows and blushes looking away.
“Tell me,” I demand, not letting her off easy.
“I got jealous, but more than that…I touched myself while thinking of you, wishing it were me, being taken by you.”
I kiss her fingers. “No need to be embarrassed. I jack myself off in the shower every morning to thoughts of you. But I’m done fucking around Audrey. I want you and I intend to have you.”
I lean into her personal space not giving her a chance to run, or myself for that matter. Pushing her shirt from her shoulder, I kiss her bare skin, working my way up her neck, along her jaw, and to her sweet mouth, that feels like it was made for kissing me.
Her tongue sweeps against mine, as her nipple presses into my arm. She straddles my lap, going all in with me.
The wetness from her damp pants seeps into mine. I tell her to take them off and she complies. She sheds her shirt and her tank top as well, left in nothing but a pair of barely there lace panties.
I pull her back down to my lap. Her pussy rubs against my erection and I about get off. If it weren’t for my jacking off so often here lately, I’d be nutting all in my pants right now.
Audrey
I’m not thinking. Only feeling in this moment. Right now, Cam’s fingers on me feels pretty spectacular. His hands are large and rough as he rubs my back tenderly, reminding my body how good it is to be wanted and touched.
His tongue brushes over my nipple before sucking it into his hungry mouth. I grind down on the prominent bulge in his pants, aching to ride him.
With his mouth latched to my nipple, he picks me up as he stands. His hands are supporting me other
than my legs hooked around his waist. He only stops teasing me to navigate us to the bedroom. He’s holding me tight against his bare chest as he walks down the hall, and feeling him skin to skin is indescribable.
Our bodies melt together as we continue to taste and suck on one another’s bodies as we lay intertwined on his cool sheets.
“Pants off,” I whisper against his mouth, tugging on the drawstring.
He slips his hands along the waistband, and I roll over to give him room to remove his pants.
His erection springs free, resting on his abdomen. He’s big, larger than Joey. I push that out of my head though. If I start thinking about him, I’ll end up running away.
Cam pulls me back onto him and I straddle him. My pussy rubbing against his rigid shaft, coating his hot flesh with my arousal.
His mouth is on mine, claiming me if only for tonight.
He bites my lip sucking it between his parted lips as I continue to rub against him. I can’t get enough of his touch, his mouth.
Cam digs his fingers into my ass cheeks, while his other hand guides his cock to my awaiting slit. I slide down on him and brace my hands on his shoulders. I ride him hard and fast, bouncing my tits as I rock against his hips.
Cam watches me with a heated gaze, never taking his off me. “You feel so damn good Audrey. I’m gonna get you off and then I’m going to come all over your ass,” he promises.
His fingers rub over my clit as I lean back on his thighs with him still inside me. I squeeze his dick as I move up and down and go side to side slowly. My body begins to tremble as fireworks dance behind my eyelids. I still, riding the wave of my orgasm out.
He pulls me down so that we are lying chest to chest, and he massages my back under my blanket of hair, while I recover.
Cam presses a sweet kiss to my temple before I slide over and lie on my stomach with my ass in the air, ready and waiting.
“I believe you promised to come all over my ass,” I tease wiggling my butt at him.
He smacks my left cheek, my skin stings, but it’s a good ache. He lines up behind me and guides himself in slowly, taking his time, enjoying the sensation of our connection.
Light kisses trail my spine as he presses down on me, filling me completely.
He grabs my hair and wraps it around his fist and tugs firmly, using my hair and my shoulder as a brace for the impact. He starts working in and out of me faster and faster, tugging on my hair, fingers digging into my shoulder.
Sweat beads drop onto my skin as he keeps up his pace. And just how I imagined he would, Cam bites down on my shoulder as he comes, only he doesn’t pull out, and I am freaking out internally. We didn’t use protection, and I stopped my birth control after Joey. His name is like a slap to my face, and the tears begin to well up in my eyes. I bite down on the pillow begging them not to fall.
Cam pulls out, collapsing next to me breathing as hard as I am. My chest heaves. I feel like I can’t breathe... I run to the bathroom quickly, with his semen running down my leg, and I pray that he doesn’t have Olympic swimmers.
Cassie
The past week has been amazing. I admit I was still skeptical of Trey the morning after he proposed. He had been gone for a full year, and I was so caught up in the heat of the moment when he popped the question. I have to admit I wasn’t expecting him to show up on my cruise, and try to convince me he’s here to stay. The mechanic shop he works at is the next town over, but the commute wouldn’t be hard if I decide to take him up on his offer. He has a house there, and says he wants me to move in with him, so he can prove to me that we’d be the perfect fit. I don’t know if I want to move in with him.
I know he’s being sincere, but to move in with him and play pretend, that’s a bit farfetched. I can’t stop myself from daydreaming about a life with him though. His place is bigger, and it would be ideal if we want to start a family, eventually. We have time to decide though. We’re taking our time, and not getting in a hurry to make any huge decisions.
Right now I can’t decide if I want to kiss him or punch him. He keeps trying to cop a feel of my boob in the backseat of Ma’s Escalade.
I keep shoving his hand away. My mind isn’t on us now that we are stateside.
I worry too much about Cam and Audrey. Could they run the bar together as a team if I were to move in with Trey in Legacy?
I would make the commute at first, but if Trey and me ever got serious, and one day had kids…changes would need to be made.
Trey grabs my nipple and pinches it hard and I scowl. He smiles and I smile back, when I should pinch him back.
My trip to the Bahamas was better than I could’ve ever dreamed.
I spent every waking moment for the first three days naked, while either under or on top of Trey.
The beach was gorgeous, but I could’ve been anywhere with him and been happy, until he pissed me off with his marriage talk again.
Ma just picked us up from the airport. I’m exhausted, hungry, and concerned by Ma’s lack of talking. She’s being oddly quiet. She isn’t a quiet woman.
I lay my head on Trey’s shoulder in the backseat and doze off.
When I awaken we are pulling into the driveway at my parent’s house.
Trey nudges me gently. “Wake up, we’re almost home.”
Ma finally breaks her silence. “I cooked, Cam is coming over. We all need to talk about some things.” She gets out of the car before I can ask what in the hell is going on.
I haven’t told her the engagement is off. I know it will break her heart. She is so excited about it, maybe she knows. Is that why she is being so weird?
I look at my man, but he shrugs as clueless as I am. “Did she not talk the whole drive here?”
“Nope, not a peep. Come on, I’m famished. I’ll grab our bags after we eat.” He smiles at me, his cheeks sun kissed from our trip. He’s finally starting to tan. He got burnt the first day on the beach with his fair hair and pale skin. A few freckles are sprinkled across the bridge of his nose, reminding me of when we were kids, and he’d ride his bicycle over to play with the boys.
Inside, dad is in the recliner reading some finance book. Not a good sign. He never reads. I mentally prepare myself for Ma to yell at me for not accepting Trey’s ring. I tried to give it back to him, but he told me to wear it on my right hand, until I’m ready to love him again.
It isn’t a question of not loving him, I’m scared he will hurt me again.
Cameron’s camped out on the loveseat drinking a beer. I guess Lewis or Audrey is running the bar. I can’t wait to tell Audrey about our trip and give her the gifts I bought her. They aren’t much, a few shot glasses and some t-shirts. I know she’ll love them though.
Dad and Cam say brief hellos. I shuffle towards the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, with Trey in tow.
Ma has homemade lasagna, garlic bread, and a bowl of salad waiting on the counter. We wash our hands in the half-bathroom by the garage before fixing our plates. It appears Dad and Cam already ate, by the missing half of the food. Ma goes behind us getting a plate of her own.
Once we get seated at the dining room table and start to eat, the rest of the family joins us. The three of them, my parents, and my brother are being so weird. It’s kind of creeping me out.
“Have you set a date for the wedding?” Ma questions before taking a bite.
Trey steals a glance at me and I answer for us. “Not yet. We want to take our time. No need to rush.” I hope she isn’t going to argue with me. I know no one loves planning a party like Ma, but she’s not going to win on this. Trey squeezes my hand hopeful that I mean it.
Ma claps her hands together. “Good we got other priorities right now.”
Her agreeing throws me off and leaves me feeling offended.
“Really? Such as?” I wait for her to explain, but before she can talk the doorbell rings.
“I’ll get it,” Cam offers.
I cast a glance in his direction as he rises and see the dark circle
s under his eyes. I hope he’s not having issues. What if my leaving put too much stress and pressure on him?
He returns with non-other than Lewis. Now I am really intrigued.
Lewis trudges into the kitchen to grab a plate.
“Is Audrey running the bar?” I ask, wondering if she’s going to turn up at any minute too. Cam avoids my eyes and dad clears his throat.
I swallow my bite of garlic bread and chase it with some sweet tea. “What? Is something wrong with Audrey, you are all freaking me out.”
Trey continues to eat oblivious that anything is wrong, he’s too busy stuffing his mouth to see I am about to be hit with bad news. He’s still gloating over the fact my parents don’t know we aren’t really engaged.
Its Lewis that answers as he sits down with his food. “She’s gone.”
The bite of food I swallowed threatens to make its way back up my throat. “Gone, how?”
“As in she took off,” my brother clarifies.
“Well, where is she now?” I’m getting annoyed with all this beating around the bush business.
“We don’t know,” Ma pipes in. “But we need to find her and bring her back. She’s making a mistake. Her place is here with us. We’re her family.” She stresses the word family and I snort.
“Yeah, because you made her feel so welcome.” I shake my head.
“That’s enough Cassie! Audrey is a part of our family. It may have taken me time to accept her, but I do care about her,” Ma argues.
“So why did she take off, what did you all do to her?”
I give them all an evil eye except for dad, he was always good to Audrey, and went above and beyond to make her feel welcome and wanted.
Bowser, our family dog curls up under my feet, and I sneak him a piece of my bread. I don’t feel very hungry anymore.
Cameron
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