by M. Clarke
Our topic of conversation changed when our dinner arrived. “Where would you like your bachelorette party to be?” Becky asked Nicole.
“No need to ask her. I’ve already started looking around,” Kate said, twirling her pasta with her fork.
“Where?” I asked.
“Vegas, baby. And we are going to have the time of our lives,” Kate exclaimed. “Though, I may have to bring Kristen with me, and my mom, so she can watch her. There is no way Keith can take care of her alone for the whole weekend.”
“We don’t have to go all the way over there. I really don’t mind just hanging out and having dinner,” Nicole said, looking guilty for the trouble she thought she was causing.
“Are you kidding? You planned an awesome party for me,” Kate said excitedly. “Now it’s my turn.”
“And we’ll help,” Becky said, pointing to the both of us.
Nicole nodded with a smile. “Okay. That really sounds like fun.”
“I’ll drive,” Kate offered.
After setting the date, we finished dinner while chatting about how much our lives had changed in the past year. Kate and Nicole left after we paid the bill, but Becky and I decided to hang out at the bar. It had been awhile since the two of us hung out alone together, like we used to.
“I still can’t believe it. I mean, I love that you’re dating Matthew, but who knew?” I giggled.
“Yeah. Who knew Matthew would be interested in me?” Becky raised her brow.
“Hey! It should be who knew you were interested in Matthew? Don’t cut yourself short just because he’s good-looking, rich, successful and Max’s brother….”
“You can stop right there,” Becky snorted. “He’s pretty amazing so far. Let’s see where it takes us. One day at a time.” Becky sighed.
After an hour had passed, we decided to head home, since we both had to work the next day. Becky headed to the ladies room one last time. Looking down into my purse to dig for my car keys, I got off the barstool and almost ran into someone. “Excuse me,” I said. When I looked up, I froze and lost my breath. Not again!
Crystal glared at me. Not an inkling of surprise showed on her face. This made it clear she knew I was here and she came specifically for me. With the blink of an eye, I dropped my keys back into my purse and tried to weave around her when she grasped my arm.
“I might have dropped the lawsuit, but that doesn’t mean Max won’t run back to me. You won’t satisfy him the way I did.” Her tone was cold and challenging. Others around us were not only shifting their eyes to us in curiosity, they were honing on our conversation.
I was really getting tired of hearing all her crap. She had caused enough trouble and almost broke Max and I apart. The old Jenna would have sulked away like a coward, but the new Jenna was not only pissed off, I wanted to hurt her just like she hurt us.
Feeling the anger boil inside of me, my fists became tight and I wanted to punch her in the face. I stopped myself since that wasn’t lady-like. Besides, I didn’t want her suing me. Who knows what she would pull. She would most likely find a way to hurt me, plot some type of sick revenge.
Just as I was at the breaking point, Becky came back from the restroom and stood behind me, rubbing my arms to calm me down. Having Becky by my side gave me the courage to say what I wanted to say.
“You know, I’m tired of all of your threats. I don’t need to satisfy Max because he’s too busy satisfying me,” I stammered. “So, if you think Max is going to run to you, you’d better think again.” My eyes shifted to her hand still holding onto me. “You can let go of my arm now. I’d like it back,” I ordered with a cool, calm tone. I decided she wasn’t worth my time or my energy.
“You’re just a new toy. He’ll get tired of you,” she hissed.
“No. You mean you were a toy. I’m something more. I’m his future.” Becky placed a cup of water in front of me. “And you know what? I’m also terribly clumsy.” It happened so fast, even I was surprised how quickly I acted. With no time to think of the consequences, I took the cup and tossed the water on her.
“You bitch!” she yelled, wiping the water off her face.
“You’re lucky it was only water. Next time, something else will hit your face.” After slamming the glass on the bar, I walked away with Becky’s arm around me. Laughing and feeling exhilarated, we pranced out of the restaurant.
“Oh my God, Jenna! That was epic. I didn’t think you understood what I was trying to tell you to do with the water glass. You DO have an evil side.”
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” I smirked. The cold air swept my hair away from my face, cooling me down as we exited, and headed toward the parking lot. Slapping Crystal would have been wrong, but dumping water on her was the next best thing.
“Too bad Nicole and Kate left early. I can’t wait to tell them what you did.” Becky kept staring at me with an awed expression on her face. “Going to Max’s tonight?”
“Yes,” I said, keeping my stride with hers. “But I’m going to go get my package first.” I might have built up courage to do something I wouldn’t normally do, but talking about sex or thinking about it would always make me blush.
“I wish I could see the look on Max’s face,” Becky snorted. “He’s going to thank me tonight.”
With my heart beating out of my chest, I stuffed the items from the package into my bag and headed to Max’s place. I can do this, I told myself, as I unlocked his front door. The first thing I saw was the colorful city lights that glowed against the night. Though there were no stars out tonight, the lights alone were picturesque, like a painting you could stare at forever. No matter how many times I saw it, my reaction was the same. It sucked me in and I was mesmerized. Though it was dark, the reflection from the lights was enough for me to get around.
Trying not to make a sound, I took off my jacket and heels, taking in the warmth from the heater and quietly paced forward. With each step I took, my courage faltered…until I saw Max sitting on the bed with his back to me. He wore his usual white T-shirt and black cotton shorts. He was singing along to a love song. I had never heard him sing before.
As I stood there listening to his beautiful voice, chills ran through me. I think I fell in love all over again with this “wanna-be” rock star who had become my best friend, my lover, my something wonderful. I wanted to show him what he meant to me. I had to put my shyness and my insecurities aside, because Max stripped those away from me every time he made me feel beautiful and sexy through his words, his touch, and his love for me.
When the song stopped and Max turned to the door, he jerked back and dropped his iPad. His hand went straight to his heart. “Jeez, Jenna,” he panted lightly. "You scared the life out of me. You’re like a little mouse! Make some noise when you come in next time.”
“I’m sorry, Max,” I laughed and headed toward him to give him a kiss on his lips. Those lips, his lips, were meant to kiss only mine. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I wanted to surprise you, but I think I was the one who was surprised. You have an amazing voice.”
“Oh, that,” Max mumbled, suddenly looking shy. “I don’t sing in public.”
“Well, I’m not public,” I commented, running my hands along the curve of his biceps.
“How about I change the subject? I can make you forget what you heard,” he said, kissing me passionately. After he thought it was enough, Max pulled back, leaving me in a daze.
Stumbling a little, I looked at him with lustful eyes. “It’s not enough, Max. I want more,” I said with my sultry tone. He rewarded me with the most delicious, naughty grin. Just before he pulled me onto him, I tugged his T-shirt off and pushed him back onto the bed. “No, no, no. No touching,” I ordered, and reached into my bag to take out the first item.
Letting him watch, I seductively took off my long coat and revealed a sexy, black negligee. This one was even hotter than the one Becky bought for me for Christmas. Max lit up with a huge, hungry grin, obviously enjoying his view. Locked
on his eyes playfully, I slowly crawled like a lioness after its prey over his body. I took both of his hands and pinned them above his head.
“Jenna? Did you take something?” Max chuckled. “I love what you’re doing to me, but this is….”
“The new me,” I answered for him. “You make me feel sexy and I’m going to show you just how much.” I smiled, seeing Max growing underneath his shorts. That alone got me aroused. With the black satin tie in my hand, I bound his hands together, but not too tight. I wasn’t good at this, being that it was the first time.
“You want to punish me back, Jenna?”
“Don’t talk. Let me enjoy.” Starting at his lips, I nibbled down to the side of his neck, then from one shoulder to the other, while slowly rocking myself on him. Hearing a groaning sound from Max made me grind against him even harder, and I sucked his tongue just as fast and hard.
Max turned his face to the side, looking completely unglued, but still he managed to speak. “I love what you’re wearing, but what if you got pulled over by a cop?”
I could tell he was trying to untie his hands by distracting me. “Then for sure I wouldn’t have gotten a ticket. I’d just have to show him what was underneath my coat,” I replied without hesitation, no hint of embarrassment from saying what I wouldn’t normally have been able to say.
“You naughty girl,” he said inbetween, biting my lip. “Untie me so I can touch you.”
I didn’t respond or do as he asked. Instead, I ran my tongue down his chest, tasting and enjoying every inch of him. When I went further down to his groin, Max growled and arched his back. Snatching my body with his tied hands, he pulled me back up to his lips and kissed me hard. “Let me go. I need to touch you.” His tone was low, serious, and caveman-like.
“Now you know how I felt,” I stated. Grabbing more items out of my purse, I placed them below my feet so he couldn’t see them. Guiding his hands to the side of his head, this time I blindfolded him.
“Jenna,” Max chuckled. “I’m going to assume this was Becky’s idea. Am I right? Do I need to thank her?”
“Shhh! You talk too much. Now enjoy.” Tugging his shorts off, I poured the lotion over my hand. From the first contact, Max made the most pleasurable sound. Oh, how I loved making him feel as good as he did for me. Stroking steadily, I let him kiss me and when I went faster, he bit my bottom lip. I could tell Max was nearing the point of no return, so I stopped.
Groaning with pleasure, Max succumbed under my control for the first time and it was gratifying to know that I could make him feel this way.
“My turn. I need to be inside you,” Max said. Before I could flinch, I realized Max had somehow untied himself. Taking off the blindfold and the tie completely, I found myself underneath him.
“Hey! I was having fun,” I whined, but Max thrust inside me before I could do or say anything else. I’d lost all sense of reality and time as he pumped away.
Cradling my head with his hands, Max looked lovingly into my eyes. I could see so much in that look—how much he wanted me, and cared for me, even as he pounded me faster.
“You’ve got me so hard, I can’t stop.” Max’s eyes darkened with passion, want, and the need for fulfillment. I would swear the whole world heard the sound that emanated from me. “Shit! I need to get a condom,” he muttered without stopping.
“Don’t stop, Max,” I begged.
As if I just gave him permission, he grabbed my bottom tightly and gave me all he had. When Max pulled out, he jerked and shuddered on top of me. Luckily, there was a hand towel on the nightstand. Max quickly wiped his release from us both, and cradled me into his arms. As our bodies linked flesh to flesh, I felt his chest rise and fall with mine. Out of breath and feeling as if I had just had an out of body experience, I peered up to his eyes when he brushed my hair away from my face.
“You little sex kitten. Where did you get those things?”
No longer role-playing, I suddenly became shy. “Online,” I answered, feeling my cheeks burn.
“We can look online together if you’d like,” Max suggested, almost sounding unsure, as if he didn’t know how I would react.
When I agreed, he chuckled happily, and cuddled me tighter. “Next time we have to be careful and use a condom.”
“I was going to go see my gynecologist and get on the pill.” Max’s reaction startled me. It was his angry tone that troubled me.
“You’re not on the pill?”
“No.” I sat up. “I wasn’t involved with anyone sexually, remember?”
Max relaxed when my voice sounded annoyed. “Jenna,” he said as he tenderly caressed my arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to raise my voice. More than anything, I want to make you my wife someday, and have a minivan full of children, but not now. I want us to have fun, see the world, and explore each other on every level. Having a baby right now would end all that. Babies are a lot of work. I know you know this.”
“I do, but even though you thought I was on the pill, you used a condom.”
“It’s a precautionary measure. I’ve always used one, and I always pull out even when I use one, but I guess with you, I wasn’t as vigilant.”
“Don’t worry; I’m sure we’re fine.” I plopped back into his arms, snuggling. “I’ll get on the pill.”
“You don’t have to,” Max caressed my check. “I’ll use a condom.”
“No. I like to feel all of you.” I laced my fingers through his hair, gazing at this handsome man, admiring his perfect features.
“I knew there was a wild side to you. It just needed a little encouragement. You really are my sex kitten. Seeing that side of you drives me crazy. I can’t help myself. It’s like I’m helping to mold this part of you and I get to watch and experience as you blossom.”
“Want to know what other naughty thing I did tonight?”
Max raised his brows, looking confused. “As long as there wasn’t another man involved, I think I can handle anything.”
“Don’t be silly,” I slapped him lightly. “You’re the only man in my life.”
“Good answer.” Max kissed the tip of my nose.
“I ran into Crystal at dinner.”
Max stiffened, but began to relax and even laughed out loud when I told him what had happened.
“I’ll get it,” I yelled. Looking through the peephole, I opened the door when I saw it was a delivery person. A cute college guy was holding two large vases filled with the most beautiful red roses and a little card sticking out of each bouquet.
“Becky Miller and Jenna Mefferd?” He was confirming.
“Yes, I’m Becky.” Taking the vases from his hands, I headed to the dining room table. After depositing the beautiful flowers on the table, I reached into my purse, grabbed five bucks and handed him a tip. I remembered how hard it was to make ends meet in college. “Here. Thank you.”
“Wow! Thank you and Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Thanks,” I said and closed the door.
“Becky, who was at the door?” Jenna asked, and then stopped in front of the roses.
“One is for you and the other is for me,” I pointed, recalling a comment Matthew made a while back. He said I deserved bigger flowers and he did not disappoint. Our apartment began to smell like a beautiful rose garden. Seeing Jenna take her card out of the envelope, I did the same.
Becca,
I’ll pick you up at 4. Be ready to take that robe off.
We’re going skinny-dipping. See ya later, firecracker.
Be prepared for MY fireworks!
Don’t forget to pack as we’ve discussed.
Matthew
I swallowed and looked at Jenna who was smiling from ear to ear. “What does your card say?”
Jenna handed her card to me as she continued to smile. Walking to her room like she was floating on air, I wondered if I did the same. Her card read:
Jenna,
Be my Valentine tonight.
I’ll pick you up at 4, as per our conversat
ion.
I can’t wait to TKLS. Bring a sweater.
Don’t forget to pack as we’ve discussed.
Love,
Max
“What do the initials stand for?” I asked out loud.
“Touch…kiss...lick…and suck,” Jenna yelled back from her bedroom.
“Oh.” It was all I could say, taken by surprise at her words.
When the doorbell rang, Jenna opened the door. Not knowing who would come first, I peeked out of my bedroom door. When I saw that it was Matthew, my heart fluttered. Feeling nervous and giddy at the same time, the butterflies in my stomach would not rest. Looking absolutely edible, Matthew wore dark slacks, a pin striped shirt, and a dark brown, suede jacket.
I had no idea where we were going for dinner as I glanced at what I was wearing. Jenna and I each wore a form-fitting black dress, but not too casual looking. We were a perfect match.
After Matthew gave Jenna a hug, he spotted me. Grinning, he came for me. “Becca,” he whispered in my ear, squeezing me tightly. “I’ve missed you.” Matthew exhaled a deep breath, then took a whiff of my perfume. Just his simple touch electrified me.
Matthew had been out of town on a business trip for the last few days. He had just come home last night, but we exchanged some hot texts while he was gone. “Hi,” I said, releasing from his hold.
“Wow. Both of you look so beautiful. I think I’ll take the both of you out tonight. Max can go on a date by himself.”
Jenna giggled and blushed. “Thanks, Matthew. Maybe next time.”
“I don’t think so,” Max said as he walked in, twirling the apartment key on his finger. Max had his own set of keys to our place. Embracing Jenna and giving her a kiss, he said, “This one is mine and I won’t share her even with my own brother. But Matthew is right. Both of you look absolutely gorgeous. You’ll be turning heads and Matthew and I will enjoy making all the guys jealous.”
“Let’s go,” Jenna said while batting her innocent eyes. I could tell Max was totally taken with her. She could tell him to drop his pants right then and there and he would for her.