Forever Love

by Chelsea Landon

  Heather’s eyes go wide. “You saw his penis? Was it nice?”

  “Oh, God. Goodnight, Heather.”

  She crosses her arms. “Well? Was it?”

  “Goodnight, Heather.”

  Cash groans beside me and moves the arm that’s over his face to my boob. “It’s glorious.” I move his arm and slap his forehead with my hand. “Go to sleep.”

  I’ll never tell her it was a nice penis although I’ve only seen two in my life so I don’t really have anything to compare it to. This is going to be one story to tell Cash in the morning because I know damn well he isn’t going to remember it.

  October 26, 2013

  Bruins vs. Ducks Game

  Once again Heather joins me for another game. I’ve teased her the whole time here saying she was only coming so she could see Declan but she says that’s not it at all. The two of us take our seats bundled up in our hoodies and jerseys. I told her if she was going to start coming to the games she had to buy a jersey. She did and now she’s supporting Declan.

  “Do you know where the party is gonna be held tonight?” Heather asks.

  I shake my head. I’m always last to know. “No idea. That’s what I rely on you for.”

  “Ha ha.” She says nudging my shoulder.

  The first quarter of the game tied. Cash couldn’t find Landon for shit. With every game they seem to be sticking him more and more. They know what kind of player Landon is and they aren’t going to give him an easy chance at scoring.

  The second quarter Cash got the ball to Holden who was able to score a forty-yard touchdown. But then the Bruins scored again and the score was tied fourteen to fourteen going into the second half of the game.

  Heather and I got up to go to the bathroom at halftime. We ran into some of her friends on the way there and they informed us that the party was at Zach’s tonight. On our way back to our seats we passed a couple of guys without their shirts on. Their bodies were painted green and yellow and when they stood next to each out they spelled out the word ducks.

  “Those guys are fucking nuts.” Heather says covering her boobs with her hands. “My nipples could cut glass with how cold it is and they act like its ninety degrees outside.”

  I laugh. “That would be the alcohol warming them up.”

  Heather and I got back to our seats just as the second half started. The guys were running the field but neither team was scoring. Finally, right before the third quarter was over Cash found Holden once again and he ran it in for an eleven yard touchdown. The score going into the fourth was twenty-one to fourteen.

  In the fourth quarter I think the Bruins checked out of the game. Cash was nailing passes and finally found Landon for an eight yard pass. He followed that up with passing the ball off to Holden who scored a three yard touchdown. And the last score was handed off to Sean for a two yard touchdown.

  The Ducks won forty-two to fourteen.

  Heather drags me to the party that is being held at Zach’s house. I didn’t want to go but she said that she’d tell Landon that she found me in bed naked with Cash. I know she would never tell him but still.

  It’s early and the guys aren’t here yet. Heather and I find a seat in the kitchen and we’re chatting.

  “Look at that guy,” Heather laughs. “He thinks he has moves.”

  I snort almost spitting my beer out when I glance over to where she’s looking. This guy is dancing like he’s got a stick up his ass. “I’d hate to see what he’s like in bed.”

  Heather grimaces.

  “Actually, I bet he’s a stud in bed.” I tease.

  Heather turns and cocks an eyebrow at me. “You’re fucking kidding, right?”

  I shake my head and bring my beer up to my lips to hide my smile. She looks back and forth between us and I can’t contain my laughter anymore.

  I wipe the tears from my eyes and notice Jay walking towards me. What the hell is he doing here? I look past him to see if Madison is trailing behind. She’s not.

  Jay is scary. I’m not sure why Madison hangs around him but the dude is not attractive if you ask me. He’s clearly done too many drugs and if I had to guess, he has ink poisoning.

  He walks up to me, never making eye contact, and bumps my shoulder. “Here’s your stuff.” He hands me something then he walks away without another thought.

  Heather’s eyebrows draw in confusion. “Do you know him?”

  I shake my head and glance down to my hand. In a little baggy are a red pill and two small white ones.

  “What the hell is that?” Heather asks.

  “I have no idea.” I look around to see if anyone is looking at us. “I guess he thought I was Madison.” I offer. It’s the only thing that makes sense.

  “What are you going to do with them?”

  I think about that for a minute. What am I going to do? I knew Madison was popping pills for a while. I’ve seen her do it. And it’s the only time that she doesn’t seem to have a care in the world. I wonder what that would feel like. To not care about the next homework assignment. To not care about what Landon is doing or who he’s doing. To not feel anything. To be numb to the world.

  “I’m taking them.” I state matter-of-factly.

  Heather shakes her head. “No, you’re not. I won’t let you.”

  I look away when I say, “I want to feel what she feels. Even if it’s only for one night. I just want to shut my mind off.”

  “I’m going to the bathroom.” She pins me with a look. “Do. Not. Take. Them. Without. Me.”

  I salute her.

  The second Heather walks away I toss all three pills in my mouth and wash them down with my beer.

  The guys from the football team arrive. Colton, Jet, Declan, Holden, and even Sean swarm around me. The music seems to be turned up louder. The guys all crowd my space and they’re causing me to feel like I’m knocking on the doors to hell with how hot it is in here.

  Heather comes back from the bathroom and Declan gets a goofy smile on his face when he sees her.

  He kisses her cheek and then scoots her way over to me. “You sure you want to do this?”

  I nod and the room tilts a little.

  She shakes her head in disbelief. “Alright. Where are they?”

  I smile. Warmth comes over my body. It’s getting hotter in here by the minute.

  “You took them didn’t you?”

  I nod.

  “Fuck, Macy.” Heather says.

  I’m burning up now. I can literally feel the warmth in my cheeks rising. It’s actually… nice. I kind of like this feeling. No wonder people take drugs.

  Jesus. It’s like a rollercoaster ride but you never quite fall.

  “I wanna dance!” I try hopping off the chair and almost fall but Heather reaches out and steadies me. “With him.” I say pointing at Holden.

  “That’s not such a good idea.” Heather says looking at Holden.

  He winks at me. Oh yeah. It’s a good idea.

  “It’s a perfect idea. Loosen up, Heather.” I say tapping her cheek gently with my hand. “Go fuck Declan all you want.”

  Heather’s jaw hits the floor. “This is going to be a long fucking night.” She mumbles as I walk away.

  Holden’s smiles grows a little. “What’s up, Macy?”

  I grab his hand tugging him to the dance floor. “I wanna dance with you.”

  He chuckles as Jet high fives him.

  Holden and I start dancing to the beat of the song. Our hips swaying in perfect rhythm. I’m sweaty but I can’t stop moving my body. He’s keeping up. Every once in a while I feel his hands slide down and grip my ass bringing me closer to him. He’s hard and it’s turning me on. I turn in his arm, he grips my hips and brings me back to him. I reach behind me and run my hands through his hair as we continue to grind into each other. It feels like I’m having sex with him but we’re still fully clothed.

  My shirt is soaked by the end of the fourth song. Holden’s hair is wet too but he never once tries to stop us fro
m dancing. The fifth song is a bit slower. Holden turns me so I’m facing him again. He keeps a hand on my lower back. His fingers dipping into the waist band of my jeans. We’re staring into each other’s eyes but I have to keep closing my eyes as they have grown really heavy quite suddenly. I lean forward needing to rest my head due to the ringing through my ears. Holden’s other hand slips up under my shirt on the side and it feels fucking great. His hands are cold against my burning skin. He nuzzles his face into my neck and starts kissing it.

  Every sensation in my body comes to life feeling him kiss me like that. I know it’s the drugs talking but damn, it’s nice.

  “Whoa,” Heather cuts into my daze. I feel someone pulling me and it feels like I’m free falling before I land against something really hard with a thud. “We need to get you home, Mace.”

  I try to talk and tell her that I’m fine and to leave me alone but my tongue feels heavy.

  “Dammit, Macy.” I hear someone say as everything fades away.

  My mouth is dry and it’s fucking hot as hell in here. I go to push the covers off of me but I can’t seem to move my arms. Damn, what the hell happened last night? I peel one eye open and the room has a soft glow to it. The rays of the sun rising spilling into the room painting the walls an orange color. Knowing it’s safe, at least for right now, I peel open my other eye. My head starts hammering and my stomach rolls. Fuck, I’m going to get sick.

  Light snores have me whipping my head to the side. My eyes snap shut and I cringe from the movement. When everything settles I open them again. Landon is lying beside me with his hands tucked under his face. His brown hair is a mess sticking up all over the place. His lips are red and swollen and he has a faint bruise forming under his right eye. He has stubble growing that’s barely visible unless you’re up close and personal. My eyes continue down to his chest, it’s bare. I close my eyes realizing suddenly that I’m shirtless too. I reach down because my body feels numb. I have no shorts on. Shit! And I also have no panties on.

  “Fuck.” I mumble to myself. My skin is sweaty and sticky. We definitely screwed around last night. I go to move my right leg and wince from the soreness between my legs. My body feels like it’s been thoroughly worked over.

  Landon moans and rolls onto his back. He brings his strong muscular arms up above his head stretching them out, his muscles flexing as he does this. His eyes fly open and he freezes before looking around the room. He turns his head in my direction and shock registers across his face. Guess he doesn’t remember much from last night either.

  “Morning,” Landon says. I scowl from the loudness of his voice.

  “Rough night?” He whispers being mindful of my headache.

  I nod and grimace. My head feels like it was banged around much like my body. “I could say the same for you.” I say and let my eyes wander down to his chest.

  “Damn,” Landon’s husky voice sends shivers over my body. “I fucking missed it, didn’t I?”

  I huff and lay my arm across my face and summon the memories from last night.

  “Ride me, Macy.” Landon panted in my ear while rolling us so I was straddling him. “Hard.”

  Oh God, do I ever. My head fell forward and I watched as his cock disappeared into me, the tip of him slipped past my opening. Feeling a sense of urgency suddenly that took over I slammed down onto Landon the rest of the way and winced from the bite of him hitting the hilt. I raised up and crashed back down again.

  Landon apparently couldn’t handle it either. He gripped my hips and helped guide me up and down at an unrelenting pace, a pace that he controlled yet I’m the one steering this ship. I swiveled my hips against his before I raised up and slammed back down again. I reached forward and dug my finger nails from his chest all the way down to his stomach. Landon’s grip on my hips tighten, so hard, and I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow but I didn’t give a shit. I reached down between my legs as I slowed my movements and started rubbing my clit.

  Landon sucked in a breath watching where I’d just driven this party. He bent his knees and it caused me to pull my hand away. I caught myself before falling face forward into him. Apparently he didn’t want me to have too much control. That didn’t surprise me. Landon’s always in control at all times.

  “Hold on.” Landon gritted out.

  I placed one hand on each side of his face bracing myself for whatever he was about to give me. Landon slid out almost all the way, just leaving the head in, and then slams so hard into me that I knew for a fact that I was going to be walking funny tomorrow. I’d almost lost what little breath I had in me but it felt so damn good I didn’t give a shit.

  He did it again, “Fuck!” I yelled from the sharp pain and blinding pleasure from that new position and that only seemed to drive Landon even crazier.

  His relentless pounding caused my vision to go spotty. My heart wanted to give out from the overdrive of his never-ending, out of this world stamina and threatened to not be able to keep up. He’d pumped into me so hard that all I could say was, “Oh, fuck!” as my orgasm took over.

  If Landon didn’t work out as much as he did I would have been worried he’d die of cardiac arrest. He’d barely broken a sweat. My body started to go limp from the intense orgasm that’s racing through my body yet again and I lost my balance; my boobs now bouncing in his face.

  Landon lifted his head and took a nipple into his mouth. A shiver went right down my back and straight to the very spot that just experienced an off-the-charts orgasm. He sucked on it hard. His body started to tense under me but he still pumped in and out. Landon released that nipple and dove into the other like he was possessed. He sucked on it, swirled his tongue around it and then he bit down hard and it threw me right into another mind-numbing orgasm.

  Holy fucking hell!

  I physically couldn’t hold my body up any longer and fell onto Landon’s chest breathing as if I just ran the last mile right along with him. He wrapped his arms around my back and drove into me a few more times before he gasped. I turned my head into the crook of his neck and bit down on that sensitive spot between the neck and shoulder as he released into me. “Fuck, Macy.” He said through his clenched teeth.

  Landon’s touch to my breast startles me. “Looks like things got a little intense.” He says chuckling and looking nervous.

  I look down and I have his teeth marks around my nipple. Groaning, I roll away from him. He’s about to bolt, I can see it in his face. This is his normal M.O., he bolts the second the emotions are brought in.

  We’ve never fucked around like we did last night, never. Landon always treats me like I’m going to break. It’s what I need but sometimes I like things a little crazy but I’m too afraid to say anything. I’m afraid if I do he’ll pull back and push me away.

  I lie there on my side and I wait for the bed to dip from him getting up but it never happens. He’s so quiet I think he’s fallen back asleep again. I turn slowly, trying not to wake him if he did. Landon has his arms tucked under his head staring off into space. I scoot a little closer to him and run a fingertip down one of the many scratches that have dried blood on it. Landon’s stomach muscles tighten. He lowers his one arm and brings my body closer to his. Is Landon Hayes actually cuddling with me after sex?

  Shit!

  The pills that I took last night. Oh my God, Landon is going to murder me. Maybe I just won’t tell him. Hopefully, he falls asleep and we can skip the pillow talk.

  Is this how Madison feels every day? Is that why she takes them, for that floating feeling, the escape from reality, the numbness?

  Landon takes a deep breath and I watch as his chest rises and falls with each breath. The marks on his upper body are red and puffy; they’re probably going to sting a little when he showers.

  “Do you remember anything that happened last night?” he asks.

  I stop moving my thumb that’s rubbing just below his nipple. “A little. It’s kind of spotty though. Do you?” It’s a lie. I don’t want to say anything if he ca
n’t remember.

  I feel him shake his head rather than answer at first. “No, not really.” Landon plays with a piece of my hair. “I remember showing up to the party late.” He was late because he had to get high first I’m sure. “Colton handed me a shot the second I made my way over to the guys and then that continued for a while. I remember I kept telling them no more and they weren’t listening so I left but I don’t remember how I got here.”

  I lift my head off Landon’s chest and bring my hand up to the bruise under his eye, “Do you remember how that happened?”

  He smirks, “Yeah. I punched Holden.” I remember dancing with Holden last night before things got fuzzy but if Landon doesn’t know why he punched him I’m not telling him. I’m sure the guys were rubbing it in his face.

  I shake my head, “For what?”

  Landon shrugs. “Don’t remember exactly.” He pulls on the strand of hair he’s playing with, “What happened with you?”

  And there it is, the talk I didn’t want to have. “Heather and I were at a party.” That’s all I give him. He didn’t seem to care about where I was before he went to his party so why should he now?

  “And…” Landon probes.

  “And I don’t remember much of it. We weren’t there very long.”

  He sighs, “You were trashed, Macy. I remember that part. You opened the door and jumped into my arms.” Landon reaches down for my hand that’s on his chest and brings it to the top of his head. He’s got a lump there. “We fell in the hallway.”

  I frown. “I don’t remember that.”

  “I’m not surprised. You weren’t drunk though Heather said when she helped us off the floor. She told me it was Madison’s fault that you were like that before she shoved us in here and left.”

  Damn Heather and her big mouth.

  Laying my head back on Landon’s chest I explain everything that I could remember about last night. “So yeah, my head is killing me. I took a baggie of pills. I’m naked. I’m sore and I don’t know what the hell happened.”