Repair Me

by Jennifer Foor

  “I think you know, it’s you.”

  Should I have been reluctant about diving right in? Maybe. Except, it wouldn’t have mattered. I felt that same fire for him that I’d felt before. Standing there, in front of me, against that brick building, was the only place I needed to be. “What happens now? Do we spend a couple nights together and lose touch again? I have to be honest. I don’t really think I can do that.”

  “Cooper.”

  I was confused. “Huh?”

  “My last name is Cooper. You already know where I live.”

  “Oh.” He was doing the same thing that I’d done when we met. “Whittaker. I live in Easton, Maryland, with my parents, Bill and Sue. We have a Cocker Spaniel named Lucy who only eats table food. My favorite color is blue, because there are so many shades and I love pizza, especially when it’s cold.”

  He kissed me softly, not responding to my humor, at first. “Do you have a boyfriend, Sky Whittaker?”

  Butterflies made my stomach jump. “I hope so.”

  We kissed again and my arms wrapped around his neck. He pushed me into the brick building and lifted me up so I was face to face with him. I wrapped my legs around his hips and held on tight. “Are you hungry?” he asked while out of breath.

  “Not really.”

  “Is there some place you got to be?” If he thought I was leaving him for one second he was crazy.

  “No. I’m all yours.”

  He sat me down and grabbed my hand, pulling me back into the pub. “In that case, I need to get you back to my place as quick as possible.”

  When we got to the table, Lacey and Shayne already had drinks. They smiled seeing that we were holding hands. Ford stuck out his other hand. “Give me your keys.”

  “Screw you. That’s a fifty thousand dollar car.”

  He squeezed my hand, letting me know he wasn’t giving up. “Lace, can we use your car? I’ll bring it back tomo…” Seeing the look on Ford’s face made me rephrase. “I’ll bring it back when I come home. You can take mine when Shayne drives you back.”

  Lacey looked at her boyfriend and they whispered a couple words to each other. Then she reached in to her purse and handed me her keys. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” she teased.

  She had no idea what happened when Ford and I took our clothes off and were alone. Nothing was going to stop me from feeling his hard body.

  When we started on our way, Ford took my hand and pulled it up to his lips. “I feel like if I let you go, you’ll disappear.”

  “I gave you my address. What more do you want?” I teased.

  He looked over at me, instead of at the road. “Everything.” He looked forward again, but kept talking. “I don’t know about you, Sky, but nothin’ has felt right since the day I left that motel room.”

  “It’s crazy, but I feel the same way.”

  “Darlin’, I’m so sorry that I hurt you. If I’d known that things would turn out the way they did, I never would have left that night. I haven’t had that much enjoyment in my life in a long time. I think it’s worth findin’ out if you and I could be somethin’ real.”

  I knew I was treading on water bringing it up, but I had to ask. “What about Ashley? She obviously wants you to herself. It isn’t like a couple weeks could have changed that for her. Have you thought about what she’s going to do when she finds out that we’re together?”

  “So are we? Together?”

  I turned down the volume of the radio since this was such a serious topic. “Is it possible for us to make that decision based on spending two days together?”

  “I’ll let you decide, after this weekend is over. I hope you ain’t got plans, because your ass isn’t leavin’ my bed unless it’s to eat or shower.”

  I giggled. “Sounds like a plan to me.”

  I didn’t care about tomorrow, or the day after that. My hands were still shaking from the shock of being face to face with Ford again. I didn’t know if there was someone up above looking out for me, or it was just dumb luck. All I knew was that I was afraid to pinch myself on account of it all being a dream.

  Ford

  The drive back to my place seemed to take forever. I had a lot of making up to do and keeping Sky with me was going to be my top priority. Even being with her for this short period of time had made me feel better than I had in weeks. I wanted her to know how serious I was about seeing where this could lead.

  We walked up to my apartment, like we had done it a hundred times. I swear, everything about this girl made me feel like I’d known her for years. She sat her purse down on the kitchen counter and walked over to the bed. I watched her look back and smile. She backed herself up against the wall leading to the bathroom. “Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?”

  I leaned against the door, looking at her from across the room. “I think the question is what aren’t we goin’ to do.”

  She laughed and looked down at the floor, like I’d said something that embarrassed her. “So where do you want me? Do I take off my clothes and climb on the bed?”

  I ran my hands through my hair and tried to hide the grin that was growing. “I’d like it if we went a little slower this time. As much as I want you naked, I ain’t goin’ to fuck things up this time.”

  She smiled and bit her bottom lip. “So, what did you have in mind?”

  I walked over to the fridge and grabbed two beers. After handing her one of them, I took a swig before responding. “I got an idea. How about we try to guess things about each other. If we get somethin’ right then the other person has to remove an article of clothing.”

  “Fine. I go first.” She walked around me, looking me up and down. “What am I guessing?”

  “Favorite car.”

  She raised her eyebrow. “Of course. What a typical guy question.” She walked up and kissed me on my neck softly, whispering her answer in my ear. “A Ford Mustang, Shelby. Any year will do, but I bet you get a hard-on every time you see one that’s a classic.”

  I ran my hand through her hair and watched her looking at me. “New rule. If we both guess, than neither of us have to strip.”

  “Bring it on.” Sky backed away from me and started playing with the bottom of her shirt. She teased me by showing off her abdomen then letting the fabric go.

  I cleared my voice. “Jeep. Soft top.”

  Her mouth dropped. “How did you know?”

  I took a sip of my beer and shook my head. “When you thought I wasn’t payin’ attention, I was. I saw you eyein’ a couple of em’ up when we were at the beach.”

  Sky walked over to the bed, looking back to make sure I was watching her. She sat down on her knees and folded her arms across her chest. “Food.”

  “Pizza.”

  “Shit!” She remembered that she’d already told me. “That’s not fair!”

  I couldn’t stop laughing. “You better make a good guess, or else I’ll be seeing what’s under that little skirt you’re wearin’.”

  “Fried chicken?” she guessed.

  I took a few more steps and ran the back of my hand over her cheek. “Chicken is good, but I prefer spaghetti.”

  She threw her arms up. “How was I supposed to guess that?”

  “Why don’t you stand up and lose that skirt, beautiful?”

  She rolled her eyes but did as I requested. I watched that little skirt fall to her feet. Surprisingly, she was wearing the tiniest pair of panties that I’d ever seen. She squeezed her legs together, noticing what I was looking at.

  “Spin around,” I demanded.

  “Seriously?”

  “I can’t believe you wore them on a blind date. Were you plannin’ on showin’ him your goods?”

  Her hands went on her hips again. “Are you kidding me? I didn’t even want to go.”

  I tugged on the elastic to her panties and licked my lips. “I sure am glad you changed your mind.” She was watching me, so I leaned in and kissed her pussy through the fabric. Sky ran her
hands into my hair. I looked up and kissed her there again. “Next question.”

  “Virginity.” She whispered.

  I chuckled and kissed her inner thigh. “Sixteen.”

  She threw a little fit. “Ugh, this isn’t fair. How do you know all the right answers?”

  “I guessed.”

  She fell back on the bed and looked at the ceiling, then leaned on her elbow. Her hair fell down over her shoulder. “Fourteen.”

  I climbed up, running my hand between her breasts as I made it to her neck. I let my fingers slide over her tender skin, before kissing it. “I was fifteen.”

  She said nothing as I ducked back down and helped her remove her panties. Seeing her and smelling her made it so hard to keep this game we were playing, going. I wanted to kiss her there, and continue until she screamed out my name.

  Sky grabbed me by my hair. “No way, mister. We are seeing this game all the way through.”

  I climbed up and lay next to her on the bed, while laughing. “We are postponing the inevitable, darlin’. You’re goin’ to be naked in just a few minutes.” I knew my jokes were more serious than I led on. Sky was the only woman that had made me so crazy. One way or another, I was going to find out a way to keep seeing her. I knew I had nothing to offer her except a rundown business and some fucked up relatives, but I was going to do whatever it took.

  Sky sat up and removed her shirt and then her bra. She scooted herself back and got under the covers. “I forfeit.”

  I fell down across her covered up legs and started laughing. “You took the fun out of it.”

  “Ford, take your clothes off and lay with me. Spend the night with me without having sex. If you behave, I’ll give you whatever you want for breakfast.”

  I stood up and started removing my clothes. “You don’t get how hard this is goin’ to be for me. Not seein’ you was torture, but this is goin’ to fuckin’ kill me.”

  I climbed under the covers and grabbed her into my arms. She giggled and wrapped her arms around me. “Behave and it will be an all-you-can-eat buffet.”

  “Shit! You’re makin’ it worse.” She and I both knew that my cock was ready to go. Still, I knew she was worth the wait.

  Chapter 16

  Skylar

  It wasn’t like I didn’t want to have sex with Ford. I’d been dreaming about it for weeks, thinking it was never going to happen again. Now that we had a second chance at getting to know each other, I wanted to do whatever it took to make it work.

  Ford claimed that he had nothing to offer, but he was wrong. I didn’t care what he did for a living, or where he lived. I admired what he’d given up in his life to help his family. Since his mother was coming back into the picture, I found myself wondering how he was going to handle it. He’d already sacrificed so much. How much more was he willing to lose of his own life to help them?

  Ford held me tight in his arms, like he feared I was going to get up and leave without saying goodbye. I guess it was because of his guilty feelings about leaving me in that motel room. I too, wrapped my arms around him, appreciating the fact that it felt so right.

  Trying to sleep naked next to someone that turned me on so much was hard. Ford kept readjusting himself and I could feel why. He was hard as a rock. “Am I torturing you?”

  He laughed and moved the hair out of my face. “I’m alright.”

  I buried my face into his neck. “Can I ask you about your family?”

  “You can ask me anything you want.” I appreciated that he was opening up to me. It made me feel like he trusted me.

  “How do you feel about your mom? Are you happy that you found her?”

  He took one arm and put it behind his head, looking at the ceiling as he spoke. “Honestly, I don’t know how I feel. The woman abandoned us. She walked away from her family, and did God only knows what, for years. Now, all of a sudden, my family is ready to forgive her.”

  I traced the lines on one of his tattoos. This particular one on his chest was of a dirt bike. Underneath it were the initials H.C.

  “I can’t imagine what it’s like for you. Did she even know about your sister?”

  I was nervous when I mentioned her. When we first met Ford had made it clear that Harley was a touchy subject.

  “My uncle told her. She didn’t show up to the funeral. In some ways, I blame her for everything.” I could tell it was a hard conversation for him.

  “Why the dirt bike?”

  He looked down at his chest and touched the tattoo. “Harley and I used to race motocross when we were kids. She may have been a girl, but she was damn good. When she died I wanted to get a tattoo for her, so I picked somethin’ that we both loved.”

  “Was Ashley your first?” I immediately changed the subject, thinking it would be better if we stopped talking about his sister.

  He chuckled. “Nah. When I was younger, I wanted to run. One girl wasn’t going to work for me. I thought I could sample them all.”

  I must have got this weird look on my face, because he grabbed my hands and started laughing at me. “Are you a jealous person, Sky?”

  I tried to shake off his question. “No!”

  He held my hand and kissed it. “I never said I slept with all of them. I just said I wanted to, for a time. When I finally settled down with Ash, I was content. We were good friends, like I told you before.”

  “If you wouldn’t have lost your sister, would you still be together?” I turned beet red asking that after he’d just said I was jealous. “I just…I want to know if I have to worry about you changing your mind.”

  “Honestly, if we were still together, I’d be miserable. I changed and she didn’t. Ash wants to party all the time and doesn’t care about having responsibilities. I’m twenty-three and I need to act like an adult. She still acts like she’s sixteen.”

  Satisfied with his explanation, I reached up and kissed him. “I still can’t believe I’m here with you.”

  He kissed the top of my head before pulling me on top of him. His hard erection was pushing on my leg. Ford reached up and massaged my breasts. He groaned. “I needed to feel you to make sure I wasn’t dreamin’ all this.”

  I laughed and leaned down to kiss his lips. When I pulled away, his eyes were just opening back up. “We’re not dreaming.”

  As he adjusted, I felt his erection pressing against me. He knew what he was doing, because he smiled, giving me a certain look like he was reminded me what I was doing to him.

  I reached down and let my fingers slide over the smooth skin of his penis. He groaned again and grabbed my arm, making me stop. “If I agree to stay up all night holdin’ you and answerin’ anything you ask, can I please fuck you, now? I’m dyin’ here, darlin’. You got me so worked up I can barely think straight.”

  I sat up and rocked my body around. “Maybe you should beg me,” I teased.

  He put his hands on my ass and steadied me. “I can flip your fine ass around and just take it, seein’ as I know you want it as much as I do.”

  Sensations went through every inch of me hearing him say that. I licked my lips and looked into his eyes. “You’re right. I want to feel your hard cock again making me scream out in pleasure, but I’m afraid I need to know exactly how bad you want it, first. So tell me, Ford. How bad do you want me?” I ran my fingertips over my nipples, while waiting for him to answer.

  He ran his hand down between my legs, rubbing me in the right place to make me close my eyes and lose my focus. When he brought his fingers up to his lips and sucked them, I thought I was going to have an orgasm just sitting there. “Mmm, you taste like I remember, sweet like honeysuckle.”

  My body began moving without me telling it to. I was so turned on. “Beg me.”

  Ford took my body and pushed it down to sit on the top of his legs. His erection flung forward and he took it into his hand. The next thing I knew, he was taking it and rubbing it over my heated sex. The fire had already ignited and I was beginning to lose control over myself. “Oh y
eah, you know I don’t have to beg. You want my dick and you know it. Touch yourself for me.”

  Ford was right. He didn’t have to beg, or even ask for it; not when I was willing to just give in and do whatever he requested.

  Ford

  I tried to hold out, and it would have been so much easier if I hadn’t gone for so long. Beating off to memories of her was nothing like having her sitting on top of me. It was taking all that I had to withstand my urges. She wanted me to beg, but I wasn’t the kind of man that needed to. I knew she would do what I asked, without argument. We were both in it for the same outcome.

  This was so different than when we were first together. Something had changed between us. Maybe it was the anticipation and the fear of never seeing each other again. Perhaps it was the fact that we’d left things so unfinished. At any rate, I had her right where I wanted her; where I needed her to be.

  Sky closed her eyes and reached one hand down to her pussy. I licked my lips again watching her moving her fingers over her clit. “Do it harder. Make yourself cum, Sky. I want to hear you cry out for me.”

  Her normal pattern of movement became vigorous as she whipped around and began to scrunch up her face. With her eyes still closed she cried out. I reached up and pinched her nipples at the same time. Her body arched and she lost control of herself as she climaxed.

  Sky opened her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip, while moaning. “That wasn’t fair.”

  “I thought it was pretty damn cool.” While joking, I looked down motioning that I was still standing at attention.

  She giggled and grabbed my cock, slowly guiding it to slide right in. The pleasure that I got out of that first thrust took me back to the first time I had her. Her tight pussy accepted my girth, while her movements transcended like a bucking stallion.

  Sky ran her hands through her long hair. I sat up, taking her right breast into my mouth. I liked the way her nipples felt when they rubbed against my tongue. My teeth drug against that sensitive part of her skin.

  “Don’t stop,” She cried.

  With my other free hand, I reached down and started rubbing her clit. Her rhythm sped up as she rocked her body into mine. Then, all of the sudden, she stopped.