Just The Sex: Vol. 2

by LK Collins

  Returning home feels so good. I can’t even put into words how much I’ve missed New Jersey. The weather, noises, and even the people. Who would have ever thought I would’ve said that? Bain is practicing with the Nets today and deep down I’m hoping that’s where he gets drafted.

  Checking the clock, I’m running right on time to meet with James. He agreed with Bain that there are definitely certain things I can help with, so he thought it would be a good idea for us to talk. Aubrey’s working – of course she fucking is, that’s all that girl does. Since coming home, I’ve barely had a chance to talk to her. I really want her to know how much I appreciate her support. It means the world to me.

  Looking in the mirror, I’ve got a knee-length, black, tight dress on and a pair of heels. I want James to know that I’m taking this seriously. Before I head out, I also grab a sweater from Aubrey’s closet so I look modest, and do one last scrunch on my messy, blonde hair.

  James and I are meeting at a local Italian restaurant. I guess that’s where you handle these types of things. On the drive, I get a call from Bain. “Hey you,” I answer, so happy to hear from him.

  “Hey to you. I just wanted to call and wish you good luck with James.”

  “Thanks, babe.”

  “Of course. I like hearing you call me that, A.”

  “Well, I’ll keep trying. How’s the workout going?”

  “I don’t want to get my hopes up, but this place is fucking unreal.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, really. I wish you could’ve come to this one, for sure.”

  “I’ll talk to James about it. I mean, it is my job after all and we don’t have much time before the draft. Seven days, right?”

  “Yup, not long at all. Have I told you how much I love you?”

  “Love you, too. I’m gonna go meet with James. Call me when you’re done. Love you.”

  “Okay, baby, love you, too.”

  Walking in, I find James. He already has a table for us. Sitting in front of him is an iPad and a Blackberry box. I know already this will be a whirlwind of a meeting. With the brand new electronics, he means business. I exhale deeply, knowing all I can do is listen and pray some of this clicks.

  -Bain-

  “So, we’ll see you tomorrow morning?” Ron, the shooting coach asks me.

  “Of course. I’m gonna rest tonight and I’ll be back.” I shake his hand and walk into the underground parking garage of this new facility, in the heart of downtown Brooklyn. Getting in my car, I grab my phone and quickly go to my baby’s number

  “This is Ari—”

  She stops and begins to laugh.

  “Are you all right?” I ask her.

  “Oh my God, yes. It’s been a crazy day, baby. Let’s just say the second I turned on the phone James gave me, it’s been ringing off the hook. I guess I now answer my phone like that.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, like seriously, we need to talk about a lot of things tonight.”

  “Can we talk on a date?”

  “Of course. What did you have in mind?”

  “It’s a surprise. Let me run home and shower, then I’ll pick you up in an hour or so?”

  “Come on, just tell me where we are we going.”

  “Not telling you, baby. I love you, I’ll see you soon.” I hang up before she can get out another word. I know she’s fuming and wants to know what we are doing. She’s not a big fan of surprises, but tonight I want to have fun with her. I know we both need it. We went through so much, breaking up and separating and not knowing what the next day would bring. So now that we are back together and our relationship is different and stronger than ever, I want to get out and have some fun. I just want to see her smile.

  Traffic is a fucking bitch trying to leave the city. I call my dad on the way, to see if everything is all set for my mom’s homecoming tomorrow. He’s set to pick her up in the morning and has a long trip ahead. I’m excited and proud of my mom. It’s amazing that she has completed her treatment, and that it’s gone so smoothly. I had so many doubts and now only hope that she stays on the right path going forward.

  Thinking back on the day, I really can’t believe that I worked out with the Nets. They have been my all-time favorite team and where I’ve always wanted to play. I can honestly say, regardless of where I get drafted, I know being fortunate enough to have visited their facility and met everyone has fulfilled one of my lifelong dreams. Not many people in the world can say they did something like that.

  Fuck, most men can’t even fathom being drafted into the NBA. With a smile on my face, I pull into the driveway. My dad’s car is gone; he must still be working. Rushing inside, I shower quickly and dress before getting back into the car and darting to Arion’s.

  On the way, I stop and pick up a bouquet of flowers, just like I gave her on our first date. Walking up to her house, I knock like a gentleman, when really I want to barge in and show her I’m the boss.

  My beautiful girl answers in a pair of tight ass jean shorts and a tank top.

  “Hi, gorgeous,” I say handing her the flowers.

  She pulls me in and responds with a kiss, no words, she just holds our lips tightly together. I can’t help the animalistic noises that ensue from deep within me. I’m horny as fuck and want to have my way with her right now.

  “Hey, Bain,” Aubrey interrupts as she walks in from her room.

  Reluctantly, I pull away and say, “Hey, Aubrey, how are you?”

  “Good. Are you getting excited for the draft? Your name is all over the news.”

  I bust out laughing. “I try and not watch that shit anymore.”

  “I’d do the same thing if I were you.”

  “It’s the smartest thing to do,” I tell her, then Arion asks me, “Are you ready to get going?”

  I nod my head and she grabs my hand. “Bye Aubrey,” I say, then walk out into the warm June evening.

  “Where are we headed?” she asks.

  “I’m about to take you to my bed dressed like that.”

  “Not yet, you promised me a date night. You have to deliver.”

  “Are you saying I wouldn’t deliver in my bed?”

  “Absolutely not. I know you would deliver there, you always do. But I was looking forward to going out with you.”

  “Then out we shall go, beautiful.”

  We make the short drive to our special date spot and I ask her, “How did things go with James?”

  “Really well. He definitely needs the help.”

  “Good, baby,” I respond and lean over, giving her a kiss as we wait at a light. She’s not looking around; she’s only focusing in me. “Ready?” I ask, pulling into a parking spot. She nods her head and I hop out of the car, taking in a few deep breaths of the fresh salt-water air. Walking around, Arion meets me at the back of the car, and I can tell she’s trying to get a look and feel of where we are.

  The lights catch her eye as we round the corner. “Oh my God,” she squeals, almost like a child would if you brought them here. I just shake my head, thankful that she’s so happy. As we step onto the boardwalk, it feels nice to just be another couple in the mix of the crowd. I know after the draft, my life – our life – will never be the same.

  “What do you want to do first?”

  “Anything.”

  I chuckle at her comment, trying to decide what to do. There are shops we could go in, or we could grab a bite to eat. Looking around I see the arcade and next to it is a basketball game. Those games are nearly impossible to win for most people, but not for me. “Come on, I tell her.”

  Walking over, I ask the guy, “How much for one game?”

  He stares at me briefly and then responds, “Five dollars for one ball or three balls for ten dollars.”

  Passing him a five I say, “I’ll take one please.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m sure,” I tell him and he hands me a ball.

  Stepping back to the line, I eye the net knowing t
hat in order to make this shot, I’ll have to pop this baby up. The ball needs to drop in effortlessly and not hit one bit of the rim. I bounce it once, purely out of habit. Then eyeing my target, I shoot and make the basket look easy. It drops right through. The guy looks at me like he just got bamboozled.

  Arion hugs me so excitedly and he grumbles, “Pick your prize.” I know it’s because no one ever wins these games, it’s really just luck or skill in my case.

  Arion picks a huge brown teddy bear, which I can tell she loves. It has a basketball jersey on, so I’m sure that’s why.

  “Thank you, baby,” she says. “I had no idea you could make a shot like that.”

  “Never doubt my skills,” I respond wrapping my arm around her waist and walking us right for the ticket counter for the Ferris wheel. Being with her like this, I think about how far the two of us have come. What used to be a mix of pain and anger has now turned to love and trust. I can see it when she looks at me, she trusts me.

  Waiting in line she looks up at the massive wheel. It’s lit up and one of my favorite things to do at the boardwalk. But I can’t keep my eyes off of her and catch guy after guy walk by staring at her. She’s simply gorgeous, naturally and beautifully gorgeous, and all mine.

  Resting my hands back on the hard metal railing behind me, I watch her look up at the height of the Ferris wheel. “Are you scared?” I ask.

  “No. Are you?”

  “Absolutely not.”

  We are next in line and our bucket arrives. The family that was in there gets out and Arion and I slide in. She sets her huge bear down next to her and the wheel moves a little, I can’t help but want to fuck her on this thing at the top. One day I’ll rent out an entire Ferris wheel and make her come from the top screaming my name.

  “Do you have any idea how hot you are?” I ask, sitting across from her.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Look at you. For starters, your shorts are so short; I can see your pussy when you sit like that.” She closes her legs, but I tell her, “No, no, open them wider.”

  “Like this?” she asks, out of breath, leaning back. My cock begins to get hard and I just nod my head.

  “Touch yourself.”

  “Bain, what if someone sees?”

  “Then let them see.”

  She smirks at me and sticks her finger into her mouth and then inside of her shorts. “Oh, fuck, see what you do to me?” I ask as we sit across from one another. My dick is so hard that it painfully strains my jeans.

  She keeps working her pussy just like I told her to. Quick little strokes.

  “How does it feel?”

  “Good. So good I wanna come.”

  The Ferris wheel must be loaded with people as it begins to make a full circle. The walls of the buckets are high and at the top is tinted glass, making me confident that no one could see her, even if they were looking.

  “Then let go, baby, come for me.”

  Sitting back, I watch her as I rub myself through my pants. The wheel comes to a stop, we are high up and I watch her body change. Studying how her legs tremble and she clamps down tightly on her bottom lip. Relishing in the quietness of her orgasm. Goddamn, she is the sexiest thing in the whole entire world.

  The wheel turns again and we head back down. There’s a silent secret amongst us as it’s our turn to exit. Grabbing her hand, I take her dirty fingers and suck off the leftover sweetness that is her. That’s my Arion, and the scent alone flips a switch and I have to refrain from throwing her over my shoulder. Instead, I walk quickly and with purpose back to my vehicle, where I’m going to fuck her so hard, she won’t be able to look at me straight, afterwards.

  -Arion-

  “Seriously, Arion, I’m too fucking big for this suit.”

  “Baby, come on, I know you are stressed and tense, but would you just calm the fuck down?” I snap as I try and knot Bain’s black tie.

  “Arion, look at me.”

  Looking up at him, I laugh – he’s been a ball of anxiety this past week. We visited Colorado, and even when he wasn’t working, he was like this. I thought the time away would calm him, but it didn’t. He’s so tense and how can I blame him? He’s worked so hard for this day. Stepping back looking at him, just about every muscle in his body is bulging; that’s why the suit feels small. “It fits perfectly and you look sexy as fuck. Would you just take some deep breaths?”

  “You’re so going to pay for this later if I look like my head is too big for my body on national TV.”

  “How’s it going in there?” Bain’s mom asks as she knocks on the door. Reaching back with one hand, I open it for her. She walks in with a huge grin on her face. I’m not surprised though – that’s the way she’s been since she came home. Bain and I have spent a lot of time over here and she’s doing great. Her transition has affected both him and his dad positively.

  “You look so handsome,” she says with tears in her eyes.

  “Oh, come on, Mom, please don’t start with that.” She blinks back the tears and nods her head.

  “I’m just so proud of you. I’ve dreamt of this day for so long.”

  Even though she is emotional, her presence calms him. I can see his muscles relax and everything about him changes. All of his stress washes away. Then she says, “Bain, I have something for you.”

  “I’ll give you two some privacy,” I say and step away to finish my makeup.

  My hair is loose and messy. Leaning forward, I apply one last coat of mascara, then spray my hair and head downstairs to grab a bottle of water.

  “Hey, Arion,” Bain’s dad, says, sitting at the table. I didn’t even notice him there.

  “Oh, hey, how are you?”

  “Good. How ‘bout you?”

  “I’m getting excited. I’m just giving Renee and Bain a moment.”

  “Thank you. I know I haven’t said this to you before, but thank you. Thank you for everything you’ve done for my son. I’ve never seen him this happy.”

  “He makes me just as happy, so I should be thanking you.”

  Renee comes down and asks me, “Do you want something to eat before we get on the road?”

  “Oh, no, I’m good, thank you though.”

  I notice that her eyes are red as I pass her to walk upstairs. She had to have been crying, I’m sure of it.

  Walking into Bain’s room, he’s not in there, then I catch a glimpse of him in the bathroom. Walking up to the door, he’s bracing his weight on the counter and has his head hung low. He looks at me through the reflection of the mirror with glassy eyes. “Are you okay?”

  He shakes his head and hands me a silver locket on a thick chain. “She wore this when she died. I bought it for her on our eighteenth birthday.”

  Looking down at the locket, it’s simple yet so gorgeous. It looks like something that Bain would pick out. “It’s beautiful.”

  He nods his head and gets teary eyed. In that moment, I’m at a loss for words and just pray that I have the strength to get him through this. In my hand is a token that represents so much. It’s a piece of who she was. A piece of who he was. Wrapping him tightly in my arms, we embrace. A flood of emotions works its way through me; however, I push them all away and stay strong for Bain. Today is by far the most important day of his life.

  Searching for the right words to say, I finally tell him, “She would be so proud of you.”

  “I know. It just fucking blows that she’s not here.”

  “I know, baby, but you have to know how proud she is of you. I mean, think about it. You almost let this dream go, and now in just a few hours it’s all going to come true.”

  I place the locket back in his hand. “She might not be standing with you today where you can see her, but her presence is wrapped around your soul like a cape. Embrace it and wear it with pride.”

  He grasps the locket tightly, holding it with all of his might and nods his head. Then gently presses his lips to it and places it in the inside pocket of his coat.

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sp; “I love you, Arion. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

  “Well, you’re never going to have to find that out. Are you ready to get drafted into the NBA?”

  “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

  I kiss him one last time before I turn on a heel to leave the bathroom. But Bain stops me, and grabs my wrist. Looking into those light, alluring eyes, I ask, “What?”

  “I want another kiss, please.”

  Stepping to him, we tightly press our mouths together, our tongues intertwine, weaving and loving one another. Bain smells like heaven, my own personal paradise. So delicious that if this day weren’t so important, I would rip his suit right off of him and devour every inch of his tattooed skin.

  He places his hands firmly on my lower back, holding my ass and pressing my sex against his cock. He’s half hard and I know that we need to stop. I can see just how things would progress. I would either be against that door or on the counter and Bain would be inside of me so fast that I wouldn’t know how it happened. Then neither of us would look presentable for his special day, and as much as I want him, I want today to be perfect.

  “Come on, baby, let’s get going.”

  He growls in protest, moving his lips to my neck, sucking hard.

  “Bain,” I snap and pull away. He smirks at me with a devilish grin.

  “You started this, now you expect me to stop. You deserved that.”

  I look in the mirror at my neck. He sucked so hard, I swear it’s going to bruise. Thankfully, there’s nothing there.

  “You’ll pay for that later.”

  “I can’t wait,” he says and lands a firm smack to my ass. Walking into his room, I put on the ridiculous pair of heels that I bought to go with this dress. They are shiny and black and by far the most whorish pair I’ve ever worn.

  “I fucking love those shoes.”

  “Well, if you behave, maybe I’ll wear them for you later.”

  “A man can always hope.”

  “The car’s here,” Bain’s dad yells from downstairs.

  “Let’s do this, baby.”

  Walking down hand in hand with Bain, his parents are both waiting for us. The smiles that radiate from them are of absolute pride. I mean, how many parents can say that their child follows a dream long enough to see it come true? For Bain, today is the culmination of all his hard work and dedication. Yeah, he might have slipped up for a couple of months, but he went through the absolute worst tragedy possible and experienced something that most people would never have come back from.