by Carly White
“Decide to do what?”
“You.”
***
It was almost funny how fast he took me to one of the back rooms and shut the door behind him. His dark eyes took me in as he pulled off his T shirt and showed the hard, rippling muscles underneath. There was no bed in the room, as it turned out to be the laundry room, but as he hoisted me up onto the washer, it didn’t seem to be a problem for either one of us.
His hand pushed my skirt up as his mouth ravaged my own. Leaving my lips, his tongue and teeth start to delight on my shoulders, moving to my neck and a place that just made me shiver next to him. It was happening to fast and even though I was dying for it, I wanted him to slow down and savor it.
Curt was having none of that, sliding my body closer to the edge and closer to his own need. My panties were yanked down my legs when he moved back just long enough to pull them off. Spreading my legs wider, he wedged his body in against me and went back to kissing the special place on my neck that made me go wild. I was hot, wet and so ready for him that I was aching with need. I could feel his hard manhood pressing and pressuring my desires, but he was moving too slow. I was pulled between being overwhelmed and being frustrated that he wasn’t already inside of me. He was making me crazy, it was just that simple.
“Lower.”
He took my words to mean my chest, yanking down my shirt and bra and sucking in my hard nipples. My eyes closed for a moment, unable to think as his mouth and grinding hips were making me a little mad. Hooking my legs around his waist, I pulled him closer so that he could no longer rub incessantly against me. My hands went to his hard thickness and I squeezed until he growled. It wasn’t enough to feel him next to me, I wanted more than anything to feel the length inside of me. “I meant here.”
His hungry mouth moved away and started to unbutton his pants. I didn’t let him free to do so, needing more than anything for him to hurry up. I was dying for something more. Then he was out and his weight and silken heat was pressed against me and I didn’t have to think anymore. “Yes right there.”
“I was trying to get you ready.”
“There’s no need. I have been ready since you kissed me downstairs.”
As he pushed in against me, Curt felt the wetness that lay hidden inside and eased in several inches slowly with no resistance from my slickened skin. Curt cursed and pushed in another few inches quickly, taking my breath away. It was already more than I had had before, but there was still the need to know that I had all of him. When I whispered to give it all to me in his ear, he did and it made me cry out. It was more than I had thought.
“Curt!”
He swelled deep inside and made me whimper. I tried to keep myself together, but it was impossible. He felt too good and I was lost in an orgasm that threatened to take my breath away. He started moving inside of me slowly at first and then faster. Each thrust in shook my body and I had to hold on to him tight.
As he started to take me faster, Curt kept pulling my body closer, so he could drive deeper. My ass was barely left on the appliance, now more than anything just hanging off. I had to cling to him tighter and right before I was about to come, he pulled out and then took me off the washer, turning me around and pressing me back down face first on the warm metal.
Curt was no longer slow or gentle, slamming back in as I screamed out my release. It had been just what I needed, but there was no time to recuperate. Curt’s rod speared me over and over again. It hit new and deeper places in the new position, but when I tried to ease him up, his hand went to my lower back and pinned me to take every last inch he had to offer.
I came again and finally felt the quick thrust that told me he was about ready as well. I tightened up as he moved faster, suffocating his length until he groaned behind me, slamming me up against the washer as he filled me full of his thick seed.
He pressed in a couple of more times before his mouth went to my shoulder and bit hard. I jerked and clenched hard. He growled behind me and ripped out, leaving me gasping and empty. I felt his head resting on my back for a moment before he pulled back and I stood up slowly. My legs trembled and as I turned around, he moved in for a kiss. “I knew it would be perfect with you.”
Chapter 7
Curt
I had to get a manager the last week before the draft. There was just too much information and people trying to talk to me at once and a manager seemed like a good filter to most of the mess. I had too many things on my mind and Lana was one of the big ones.
I wanted to go local or as local as the team in our state, but they weren’t as excited for me as Texas. Houston would pay twice as much for twice as long and it was by far the best deal. I wouldn’t have minded going to Texas, but I wanted to see what happened with Lana. When I mentioned this to Leo my new manager, he just looked at me like I was crazy.
“You can’t give up your career already for a female. Do you know how many women are going to be throwing themselves at you, trying to get a piece of what you got?”
I shook my head. I did know and that was one of the main reasons that I wanted it to be Lana by my side. She had several more years of school though and I didn’t know if she would move all the way to Texas. It was a lot to ask someone without some guarantee of forever. While I may have been ready to take the plunge, I didn’t think that she was ready. If I asked and she wasn’t, I would have gone too far and there is no going backwards in a relationship. I hadn’t even asked her to go out with me officially, let alone moving in together across the country and marriage.
He was looking at me with that superior, you are just a dumb kid look and I shook my head again. “That is why I want to stay. She was there before the money and all of the rest. That’s how you know it is real, Lana is different.”
Leo wasn’t going to argue with me, but it was almost like he was just going with it. I realized he had to. He worked for me as it were. “It doesn’t matter my reasons, they are mine. What matters is that you get me a better deal with Charleston.”
“I will do what I can, but they already have two quarterbacks on contract for three more years. Unless someone gets injured, there isn’t going to be a whole lot of need for you.”
I knew that, I had seen the same information that he had, but I wanted to stay close to home. The money never really did matter. I would be close to family and not completely out of the loop. Then there was Lana. She was there and I knew that I didn’t want to go too much further away from her. She was the real reason I was so interesting in staying close to home and though nothing was official, I had to make it happen, which meant that Leo had to make it happen.
“If that is the best you can get for them, than it will be better than nothing.”
He looked incredulous and I almost felt sorry for the guy. He worked on commission, but he was still going to get a hefty fee, the math didn’t lie. It wouldn’t be as big as Texas, but nothing ever was.
“I will do what you want. I guess if you look at it like that… Can I be frank with you Curt?”
Here it comes I thought. I was waiting for it so it was better to let him get it off of his chest. “I think you are making a big mistake. I know that you are feeling very strongly for this girl and maybe you will end up together, but with this kind of money, maybe you should talk to her about it, see what she thinks. Sleep on it and then call me in the morning. If that is what you want to do, I am here for you Curt.”
I thanked him though I didn’t think that my mind would change. I hadn’t thought about asking Lana about it. It put too much pressure on something that to me was still too delicate, but maybe Leo was right. Maybe I should talk to her about it and see what she thinks.
“I will do that Leo. Thanks for the advice. I will give you a call in the morning.
***
“Lana can I come see you?”
“Um, sure. Where are you?”
“Outside.”
“Oh, okay. Well I just got back from work so I am not looking very good.”
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“I bet you are as beautiful as ever.”
“Yeah right. I will be out in a minute.”
I waited for her in my car and she still had her uniform on from the diner, though I was right, she was just as pretty as she always was. Now that I knew what was possible between us, I was more nervous than ever. I was the smitten one, when usually it was the other way around. Smiling as she got in, she looked over at me. “Are you sure you don’t want me to at least change first?”
I leaned over to give her a light kiss. It quickly became more as I tasted her softness and I wanted more. She was the one that pushed me back, reminding me that we were sitting in her parent’s driveway.
“Sorry, you’re right Lana. You just make me so crazy.”
“Uh huh, so what are we doing?”
“I want to ask you something first.”
I could see her getting ready for a serious conversation. It must have been my face that gave it away, telling her that it was time to pay attention. “Okay, what’s up?”
“You heard who is offering for me, right?”
“Yeah I heard about Texas, that they were making a big bid. They didn’t back out, did they?”
“No, but it is really far away.”
“You have to go where the money is. You only have a few good years to play, so you might as well make it count.”
“I know, but it is a long ways away.”
She looked away for a minute, out the window and towards where she had come from. “Yeah but you can’t stay here forever.”
“I like what is going on here though.”
I touched her arm and when she looked back I could tell that something was bothering her. “I like what is going on here too, but I don’t want to stand in your way. That is just silly and we barely know each other.”
“I know about the spot on your neck that drives you crazy.”
She pushed away and sighed. “Yeah, there is that, but it’s not worth the millions you would lose not taking the deal.”
“I think it would be worth it.”
Her eyes flicked up to mine and I knew then that I was going to have to go wherever I needed to. As long as I got to stay with her, then none of it really mattered. Either way it would be more money than I would need or spend in the end.
“You’re crazy. That is a lot of money to pass up.”
She didn’t seem to be getting the connection or she was being purposefully obtuse. “I don’t want to lose you Lana. If I move to Texas, I will never see you.”
“I am sure you will find another girl to fill your time.”
Lana moved to get out and I stopped her. She was mad or upset, something and I wasn’t sure why. The conversation was not going as I had hoped it would and I couldn’t help but curse Leo in my mind. I had a feeling that asking her so soon would not be a good idea.
“Wait Lana. What just happened? Why are you upset?”
“I’m not. I just don’t want to talk about you leaving.”
I was confused or she was purposefully doing it. “I was saying that I was going to stay.”
“But if you do, you will resent me for it later. You have to do what is best for you. We had a good time together and all, but it was just a fling.”
Now I was the incredulous one. “Just a fling? I am thinking of marrying you and walking away from five million dollars and you are calling what we have a fling?”
“Marry me?”
I smiled and pulled her in for a kiss. She didn’t kiss me back, still too shocked from our conversation. “See? That is what I mean. I say five million dollars and all you hear is marriage.”
“Money is just paper. Why would you think about wanting to marry me?”
“Because I love you.”
“You do?”
“How could I not?”
“So why are you going to lose that money?”
“Because you have three more years of school here. I can’t ask you to leave your life for me.”
“I would.”
Her words stopped me and I realized I was still holding her. Lana’s eyes were bright and she had happiness on her face that I had been feeling well up inside of me for some time. It was good to see that it wasn’t only me mad in love. “Would you?”
She nodded her head slowly, leaning towards me for a kiss. It was the first one that she had ever initiated and it made it that much sweeter. Everything was changing for the best and I couldn’t believe that I had almost just walked away from it all without even asking her what she wanted to do. It was clear to me now that I was going to get it everything I had ever wanted and more. I no longer wanted to live the players life. I had Lana and she was all I could ever want.
Addicted
A Motorcycle Club Romance
By: Tia Parker
Addicted
Chapter 1
“How are you doing Gran?”
Mara looked down at the old woman sitting down on the edge of the bed. She had just gotten in and pulled back the shades on the windows, letting the light shine in.
“I’m feeling alright. What time is it?”
“Almost noon Gran. Have you been staying up watching your soaps again?”
She shrugged and started to move the blankets back. Mara helped her some before she got up and went to the tray with her untouched breakfast. “I can’t help it. They have a channel that runs them all day. Did you know about that?”
Mara smiled and shook her head. “No, but you have to get some sleep. The director called me again. He is concerned about you.”
With a wave of her hand, the old woman got up and started towards the bathroom. “I don’t have time for all their activities. I would much rather play cards with Edith.”
Mara didn’t know what to think of her Gran. She was having one of her good days and since coming to Shady Pines, she was having more of them. Mara had wanted to keep her at home, but her grandmother had been so lonely since her husband died and at Shady Pines, there were lots of people her age for her to converse with. She was happier there and though Mara missed her terribly, she knew it was for the best.
The only problem was that Gran didn’t like to follow the rules. She was the rebel in the family and to have her only son so clean, it made for interesting upraising. Gran drove the directors that ran the nursing home off the wall with her rebel ways, but Mara had always admired that about her. She did whatever she wanted, no matter what people might think about that. Mara was always too worried about what people would think to ever really put herself out there.
She waited for her Gran to come back out of the bathroom, moving the uneaten food to the garbage and taking the tray to set up for lunch. They had lunch together every Wednesday and that day Mara had brought some soup. It was getting cold outside and it was Gran’s own recipe that she liked to make when the weather changed.
“It smells good Mara. Did you put the cinnamon and cayenne flakes in?”
Mara nodded. “Of course. No need to change perfection, right?”
The old woman had gotten dressed and she combed her hair back as she looked at her granddaughter in the mirror. It could have almost been her own reflection forty years before. The resemblance was uncanny and Gran liked that a part of her that looked so much like her, was going to carry on long after she was gone. She hoped that Mara too would have a daughter.
Mara had the same pale blonde hair and light blue eyes. It made her stand out and even as Gran’s depths started to fade, she loved to see herself reborn in Mara. She had always wanted a daughter, but only had one son, Mara’s father Alex. Mara was the closest that she was ever going to get and it was enough.
“I wouldn’t say it was perfect, but I hadn’t changed a thing since my mother made it. I am so glad you took to cooking. I tried at one time to get Alex involved in the kitchen, but he couldn’t be bothered. You know how he is, always looking to save the world. Dumplings were never high on his list.” pushing you to go into law as well. I am glad you didn’t”
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p; Mara smiled and sat down with her, serving her some soup in a deep bowl. “I am a lot like him as well. I still can’t go over to Europe or travel like I want to. I just don’t have the guts for it like you did Gran.”
“You will one day. Once you stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. You have to worry less about other people and more about what makes you happy. You can’t tell me that going into social work is really what you want to do.”
Mara bristled. “It will help people Gran.”
“Yes and that is all well and good, but it isn’t what makes you happy.”
“There are lots of things that make me happy. Like not getting a call every couple of days from Mr. Bishop about your wily ways. I thought you liked it here?”
“I do. He is just fussing. As long as that check keeps going to be him every month, it is all talk. He is not going to do anything. I would suggest just not answering. But good job changing the subject. I will let it go.”
Mara had thought about it, but every time she saw that number, she was always so sure that something had happened to her Gran and she couldn’t help but not make sure she was okay. “I will keep that in mind, but I worry about you when I see that number. I wish sometimes you were back home, even though I know that you like it here.”
“Don’t worry about me Mara. I can run circles around the guys around here. I worry about you in this tiny town. Nothing is going to happen here and you are never going to get a career writing here. You need to move to a big city, travel some.”
Mara agreed, but it was actually doing it that scared her. She was not as bold as she wished she was. Nothing was ever going to happen to her in Hartford. On the outskirts of Indianapolis, Mara thought sometimes of going to the city and getting on with a magazine or newspaper. But it was all just fantasies and she never followed through. She was two years out of high school and instead of going to college, she was still working at the same job since she was a Junior. While she kicked around the idea of schooling for public work, Gran was right to say that it just wasn’t in her heart to do.