To Live Again

by Melody Dawn

  She immediately takes the position I ask for and I can’t help but give her ass a squeeze. I would love to do more than that, but I have to remember she was a virgin until just recently.

  Pouring some bath gel into my hands, I begin gliding my hands up and down her body. When I get to her nipples, I give them both a pinch because she seemed to like it earlier.

  “Do that again,” she demands.

  I give her what she wants, but then move my hand down to her wet pussy. When I feel resistance, I say, “Let me in, baby.” She immediately spreads her thighs wider and I push my finger into her hot channel.

  Adding another finger, I begin fucking her with my hand and her head flies back against my shoulder.

  “That feels so good, Jayson, but I need you inside of me” she moans into my ear.

  I slide my fingers in a few more times while using my thumb to press down on her clit. When I feel her pussy start to tighten against my fingers, I pull out and ask, “Are you ready for me, princess?”

  She pushes her ass against me while pulling my lips down to hers. I line my dick up with her entrance and push in to what will always be my version of heaven. Once I know she is ready, I start to push in some more, wanting to go slowly as I can. I want us to feel every sensation from both of our bodies. Crying out, she tells me, “Faster, Jayson,” but I don’t want it to end yet.

  Sliding in out and out, I know I’m not going to last a whole lot longer. She is pushing against me as much as I’m pushing into her. I start moving faster, my dick feeling like it’s going to burst. We’re both losing our rhythm and right now, I don’t care. I just want to make her come so hard, she will feel it for days. I reach around with one hand and begin circling her clit.

  When I feel her pussy fluttering around me, I pinch her nipple and growl into her ear, “Come right now, Chloe. I want you to come on my cock. I want you to come so hard that you pull my orgasm right out of me.”

  Whether it’s the dirty talk or the sensations from me fucking her, she comes with a scream and just like I said, it pulls mine from me, too. I feel the usual tingling in my spine and as her pussy sucks at my dick, it roars through me almost sending me to my knees. Panting, we both collapse against the shower seat. I know she can’t be comfortable in this position with my weight pushing against her.

  I try to move, but she tells me, “Please wait. I don’t want you to leave me yet.” I hug her to me and say, “I will never leave you, Chloe.” I hear her say, “No, I mean, stay inside of me; I feel safe when I can feel you.” We stay like that for a few minutes until my back starts to cramp.

  “Come on baby, we have to get cleaned up. My mom says we have to be ready to leave at 6:00. I love my mom, but she gets crazy when any of us are late.”

  With a look that could melt ice, she yells, “Jayson, what the hell, why didn’t you tell me?”

  I start laughing because it’s like a fire has been lit under her ass. She starts washing up like Speedy Gonzalez has taken over her body.

  I get a dirty look and she says, “Hurry up, I don’t want your mom to know what we were doing in case we are late.

  “ I give her rear end a swat and say, “All she has to do is look at you and she will know what you have been doing.”

  Not wanting to be late, I hurry and get cleaned up as well because I don’t want my mom to turn into Linda Blair like she normally does if we aren’t on time. After getting out of the shower, I have to help Chloe dry off because as usual, I can’t keep my hands off of her. Of course, she tries to act annoyed, but I know what that blush means; she’s enjoying it, but she tries to act like I’m being a pest.

  We both continue to get ready and I love this feeling of domesticity that I get with us doing this together. Yes, I have definitely moved into confirmed pussy status, but it’s hard to care when I’m this happy. After doing her hair, Chloe goes into my room and brings back a pair of dark washed jeans and a black button down shirt.

  “Wear this with your black Harley boots and don’t forget that cologne I like. What is its name?” she asks me.

  “It’s Euphoria by Calvin Klein,” I say, as I look through my dresser drawer for some boxer briefs.

  This conversation is so normal and in my mind’s eye, I see this very same scene down the road although we are married. I know that it will happen one day. After getting dressed and brushing my teeth, I stand there running some kind of junk of Connor’s through my hair as she brushes her teeth and puts on her makeup. Checking on the time, she is about to walk out the door when I grab her, I pull her to the front of me, and wrap my arms around her waist as we both stare into the bathroom mirror.

  For the longest moment, she just looks at me, but I wait, because I know it’s coming. She gets the biggest smile ever to cross her face and once again I smile back. We both stand there grinning like two loons, but I know what this moment means to her. I make up my mind that this is how we are going to end every morning and every night.

  All of a sudden, I hear my mom screaming for us to hurry up. Chloe jumps out of my arms and is running down the stairs as fast as she can go. We get there about the same time since my legs are a lot longer and my mom looks at us suspiciously. I, of course, give her the look that says I am completely innocent. But Chloe hasn’t mastered that yet and immediately caves.

  “I tried to get dressed, but he wouldn’t leave me alone!”

  My mom rolls her eyes with a grin and says, “Let’s go; everyone else is waiting outside.”

  I grab Chloe on the way out and whisper, “I’m spanking your ass for that…just so you know.”

  She winks and says, “I was hoping!”

  Today has been one of the best or maybe the best of my whole life. It seems like we can only go up from here. Chloe is so much better than she used to be and the fact that my parents love her is great. She finally has the family she has been waiting for. With that thought, we go outside to my truck; I’m ready to eat a steak and then get my girl home for part two of the lovin’ we started in the shower. Life is fucking good.

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Chloe

  God, I’m starving! Is it just me or does sex make you hungry? My stomach gives me away when it growls loud enough for everyone to hear. How embarrassing! I’m so glad that Dr. and Mrs. Reece are getting a table. Of course, it would be loud enough for a certain someone to hear and he loves to tease the hell out of me.

  “So, did you work up an appetite…getting ready,” Connor asks with a dirty grin.

  And there he goes, I knew he was going to bring it up. It’s amazing that after 5 short weeks, I know him so well.

  Giving him a dirty look, I say, “NO! I’m just hungry; I haven’t eaten in a while.”

  He doesn’t say anything more and I think he’s going to leave it alone. Ha, was I wrong! He looks over at me with a smirk and says, “You know J’s shower backs up to mine, right? I can see why you’re so hungry; sex will do that to you.”

  My face burns; I am so mortified! Well, at least I know the answer to my question.

  I look over at Jayson for help and he just has a smug grin on his face. Men! Or in this case, Boys! Since that is what they are acting like!

  I slap Jayson on the shoulder and say, “You are supposed to be defending me right now, and not looking like you won the sexual Olympics!!”

  By this time, we are all laughing. Still¸ it is embarrassing that he heard me in the shower.

  It occurs to me that Madison is really quiet tonight. We had a great day at the salon, but she hasn’t said much to me since we got back to the Reese’s house. I feel somewhat guilty that I’m neglecting her for Jayson.

  Looking over at her while we wait to be seated, I see she has her head down with Connor’s arm around her. It worries me a little; I hope they aren’t having problems. Watching him hold her, it looks like everything is ok. Maybe she is just having an off night. I’m so used to my bestie being the center of everything; it still makes me worry. I make a mental note to talk to her
when we get back from the restaurant tonight.

  Waiting in the front area of Del Frisco’s, the restaurant, the Reece’s decided to go to; all I can think of is the smells coming out of the building are enough to make me want to run in their kitchen and grab something to eat. As we wait near the entrance for our table, Madison suddenly runs outside to a grassy section and gets sick. Connor is right behind her, trying to help her keep her hair out of it. When I make it to her, she is kneeling in the grass, and looking very pale. I have some wet wipes in my purse so I get them out and wipe her face and neck while Jayson runs back inside for some water.

  I hear Connor whispering to her, but it isn’t loud enough for me to know what he is saying. It isn’t my place to know anyway, but I can’t deny I’m worried about my best friend. Connor carries her back to his truck and holds her in his lap. Once Jayson gets back outside with the water, he tells Connor to give him the keys so he can turn it on to get the air going. Madison is sipping the water, but mostly has her face buried in Connor’s neck. I hear him say in a low voice that “they are going to get through this.” Now I’m really worried. I was thinking she had a stomach bug, but he is acting like it is something more serious.

  Once she is all cleaned up and yes, I do carry mouthwash and other essentials in my bag since I’m probably mildly OCD. She starts to look more like herself, but I haven’t been able to get near her because Connor is acting like a bear protecting its young.

  Finally, I get close enough and whisper, “Maddie, what is going on? Are you sick? You’re scaring me! What do you and Connor have to get through?”

  The questions pour out of my mouth without giving her time to answer. She squeezes my hand and says, “Chloe, I’m fine, ok? We can talk later. Let’s get inside of the restaurant before their parents come out here.”

  I nod my head, but say, “Fine, but we are talking tonight; I have a feeling something is up and I want to know what it is.”

  She smiles weakly at me and we walk towards the restaurant doors. Little did I know, there was something a lot bigger than Madison getting sick waiting for me; something so big it had the capacity to change my life forever.

  Chapter Forty

  Chloe

  This restaurant smells absolutely fabulous. As we pass each table to get to our own, I am making mental notes of the dishes that I want to try. Dr. and Mrs. Reece have a table towards the back of the restaurant…kind of in a secluded corner. Of course, Ava notices Madison looking pale right away.

  “Madison, are you feeling ok, honey,” she asks?

  Maddie shakes her head no, looking miserable. Going into mom mode, Ava signals the waiter and asks for Ginger Ale and crackers. Dr. Reece is quiet as usual, but I see him studying Madison and Connor’s behavior as well.

  Once the waiter gets back with Ava’s remedy, Maddie drinks and takes small bites and finally looks a little better. The conversation moves to school and how all of our classes are going. Dr. Reece, or Phillip, it’s hard for me to think of him by his first name, starts telling us some funny stories from his practice over the years. I enjoy listening to him; Ava is normally the conversationalist, but she is letting him take the main role tonight.

  The waiter comes by bringing us water, French bread with butter, and menus. I notice immediately there are no prices on the menu. How am I supposed to know what to order?

  I lean over to Jayson and whisper, “Where are the prices?”

  He whispers back to me and says, “According to them, if you have to ask what the price is, you can’t afford it.”

  My mouth falls open and he grins at me. “That is a little pretentious, don’t you think?”

  He leans over and kisses me on the mouth and says, “Very pretentious, but don’t worry about it tonight. If you are that uncomfortable with it, we can split a meal; their portions are huge.”

  I nod ok and then realize how idiotic I must sound. I have a trust fund; why am I worrying over prices? But I have always been this way. Yes, I might have some money, but I can’t stand people that flaunt what they have, kind of like that skank, Alyssa.

  As if thinking her name conjured her up, she is suddenly standing at our table. I blink a couple of times because I feel like I might be hallucinating. Thoughts begin to inundate my mind: What the hell is she doing here? And how did she know we were going to be here? Did someone call her? Did Jayson call her? Does he want her back? I feel like I am going to join Madison and be sick.

  While she is greeting Jayson’s parents, which I can’t even imagine how she knows them, I feel Jayson’s arm tightening around my shoulders. Evidently, their relationship was more than just being fuck buddies if she knows his family. Ava politely asks about Alyssa’s parents and before you know it, the whore is pulling up a chair to our table. I can feel my breathing starting to increase and my heart is racing. My fingernails are digging into Jayson’s leg and he is rubbing my neck, trying to console me. I want so scream at her to get away from our table and his family.

  I look over at Connor and Madison and if I didn’t know Connor, I would be a little afraid of him right now. The look on his face is pretty scary. He also looks like he is about to come out of his seat. When it looks like Alyssa is settling in, Jayson says in this quiet scary voice that I have never heard from him.

  “Alyssa, you need to leave. No one at this table wants you here. My parents are just too polite to say so. But, I’m not them…so get the fuck up and leave!”

  Though his tone is quiet, there is definitely a “you better not fuck with me” vibe in his voice. She does not look bothered in the least and I have a feeling this night is about to turn into my worst nightmare.

  Instead of leaving, she says, “I will go, but I have a little story to tell you first.”

  In this horrible singsong voice, she says, “Once upon a time, there was a girl who killed a baby because she got drunk and drove her car into the vehicle of an innocent couple. She stood trial and was convicted of vehicular manslaughter. Not only did she kill their baby, but she maimed his parents for life”. As she says this, she throws out pictures of the accident and one of me in handcuffs in the courthouse.

  With that she continues, “So you see, your precious son is dating a murderer and not just any murderer, one that kills babies.” She finally addresses me and says, “You know, Chloe, you really do belong in jail.”

  Looking supremely proud of herself, she sits back to see how Phillip and Ava will react.

  It is like a tomb at the table. There is no noise; I don’t even hear breathing.

  With one last jab, she says, “Jayson, I told you that I would get you back one way or another; you chose the hard way.”

  This bitch is fucking crazy, I mean certifiably crazy. Still no one says anything; I want to defend myself, but I can’t get my mouth to open. And I’m so hurt that neither Jayson, Connor, nor Madison have said a word to help me. Once again, I am alone. When will I finally learn that I can only depend on myself?

  The waiter comes over and Alyssa calmly asks for a glass of water like she is a member of our dinner party. Then all hell breaks loose! Ava is on her feet and gets right into Alyssa’s face. She spits out in such a venomous voice that even I shrink back.

  “You disgust me! I want you to get your STD ridden ass up out of that chair and away from our table. I will be keeping these pictures and I will also be checking into how you found out all of this information. If I find any sort of criminal behavior, you better watch out, we are personal friends with the chief of HPD. And rest assured, I will be telling your parents of your abominable behavior as well as every member of our country club and church. You want to fuck with someone; you picked the wrong family! Whatever happened with Chloe is her business; if she wants to tell us, then she can do so. But the fact that you think you can come over here and blackmail my son into being with you? You need help, little girl! You also need your ass horsewhipped, but hey, you would probably like that…you sick bitch!”

  Alyssa looks shaky from Ava’
s verbal attack, but she still hasn’t moved from our table. Seeing the manager making his way over, both Jayson and Connor get up and grab each of Alyssa’s arms. Jayson whispers something to her and she turns pale and with that, they start dragging her out while everyone is staring. I am so humiliated; I really wish an earthquake would happen and just swallow me up into the ground.

  Madison scoots over into Jayson’s chair and tries to put her arm around me, but I jerk away. I don’t want any sympathy right now. Everything she said was mostly true. Here I am living my life while those poor people are still mourning their child and dealing with the challenges of their injuries. And I’m having spa appointments, sex with my boyfriend, and eating out at steak restaurants. I’m just as disgusting as Ava accused Alyssa of being.

  The guys get back and sit down and I feel like I should say something. But, what do you say? “Yes, I’m a murderer, but I’m reformed now.” I know I am being irrational, but all of the memories are just pouring through my mind. I really need to get out of here. I need to get away from these wonderful people before I infect them with the obvious poison that comes with being associated with me.

  Ava looks over at me and says, “Chloe, I know you are probably in shock right now, but just know that we all care about you and this doesn’t change anything.”

  Numbly, I nod my head, but I know she’s wrong…it changes everything. Jayson hugs me to him kissing my forehead and I let him because I know this is the last time he is going to hold me. I’m such a selfish bitch…I don’t let go until I absolutely have to…I want to remember his touch forever.

  Though it’s awkward, the conversation changes to plans that Dr. and Mrs. Reece have for some renovations to their backyard. He wants to update his grill and put in an outside kitchen and she wants to put landscaping around the pool. In the midst of the conversation, we order and once the food gets there, it is less noisy as everyone eats. I try to enjoy my food, but it tastes like sawdust. All I can think of is that I have to get out of there. I can see Jayson watching me out of the corner of his eye and he is trying to be extremely attentive. I feel badly for what I’m about to do to him, but he will see in the long run, it’s the best thing for us both.