by Blood, Joy
“So where did you two take off to?” And there goes more red.
“In the bathroom.” She mumbles so low I barely even hear her.
“What the hell were you doing in there?”
“He wanted to check out the tattoo.”
“Oh, you mean the tattoo that you got weeks ago and still haven't shown me or Shane? That tattoo?” I say to her.
“Yes one in the same, and it’s just not in a spot that I would flash around you know? And it’s also kind of personal.” Ouch.
“Personal? You know we don't have secrets, what could you possibly have gotten permanently inked on you that me and Shane…” I stop because it dawns on me where and what she could possibly have gotten tattooed on her.
“Oh, I see. Sorry sweetie I didn't think of that, in time okay?” I feel like an asshole now. She nods her head at me with a slight mist in her eyes. Hate seeing this girl cry.
“So how about we stuff our faces with some of Shane’s food. I’m starving.”
“Me too.” She tells me opening the fridge to grab the potato salad. We walk out the door to find the guys in a heavy debate about who would win in a fight between Batman and Superman. Men.
“Doesn't matter Marvel is better,” I state, immediately winning the debate. Well from my point of view anyway.
“Oh damn, you just got sexier Screamer,” Lee says and pulls me to his side gripping my hip hard burying his face into my neck kissing me softly.
“You look damn sexy in that dress by the way, you wearing any panties under there baby?” Oh damn.
“Only one way to find out I guess.” Teasing the man may not be wise but it is oh so fun. I do believe I hear him growl. That sexy noise is completely worth it.
“Let me help you get the rest of the fixings. You got this guys?” he asks Dez and Rick referring to the burgers on the grill.
“Yeah man no worries.” We barely hear Dez answer before Lee is grabbing my hand and pulling me back inside. Only when we get in there the kitchen isn't where he pulls me to.
“Um the kitchen is that way, we don’t store the paper plates under my bead.” I giggle. Suddenly I’m being thrown onto my bed face first and my blue sun dress is flipped up to confirm that I am not wearing any panties. Que sexy growl from the man above me. My bare ass is in the air and I can feel the cool air conditioning on my now wet slit.
“You fucking tease.” He says then swats my ass cheek, hard. Shit, the sting only gets me going more than I already am. I feel both his hands take hold of my ass cheeks and grip hard. When I feel his breath on my most sensitive area I do everything in my power not to sound like a cat in heat. I feel his thumbs spread me open getting me ready for his assault.
“No screaming, this time, keep quiet this will be quick.” With that, he thrusts his tongue inside me as far as he can and I bite down onto the comforter to keep from screaming out. The man and his tongue should be given medals. I feel that oh so familiar tingle start and he suddenly pulls away causing me to whimper.
“Hold on screamer I’m not done yet.” I hear a wrapper tear and seconds later he is grabbing onto my hips pushing his dick into me with such force it almost hurts but damn it’s a good hurt. His attack only lasts so long before we are both coming undone. He stills for a moment the pulls out of me letting me go leaving me to crumble onto the bed. My legs are quivering and I am a mess no doubt. I look up to see him pulling off the condom then chucking it into the small trash can by my bed. Tucking himself back into his jeans he just smiles at me. “No fucking panties.” He mumbles shaking his head and walks out my bedroom door closing it behind him.
Well shit, no panties it is from now on.
We are getting ready for the dreaded step brother wedding today. I would’ve asked Lee to be my date but he was already busy and this was going to be a girl’s weekend kind of thing. We are going for moral support. Shana is going to need it. Having to deal with her family and the older stepbrother for the first time since they slept together. Needless to say, I do believe she could use a little girl time after this weekend is over.
The wedding is your typical wedding I Do’s, you may take’s, kisses and all that wonderful stuff. If that’s your thing anyway. Looking at the program I see the older step brother’s name as a groomsman, Kyle, but I'm told that he hasn't shown up so maybe Shana has gotten off easy.
Cristal and I are sitting at the singles table when Shana comes up to us and plops down into an empty chair. “God, remind me to never get married please.” She groans.
“I second that motion.” I follow.
“Oh, you two. When you meet the right guy all of this will be exactly what you want just you wait. Linnie, Lee is going to one day propose to you and you are going to be so damn happy your wedding will probably be bigger.” I do believe I let out a laugh so loud that the whole room turns and looks at me like I'm a crazy person.
“Don't fucking bet on it girl there is no fucking way I'm getting married. To much bullshit. I say if you like the guy be with him, you don't have to be married to define your feelings.” I say with my laughter finally dying down. I wonder what Lee feels about marriage. Wait what?
“Whatever. You'll change your mind someday.” She says. I take a sip of my champagne and Shana smacks me in the arm causing me to slosh some over the side. How wasteful, this is actually the good champagne. And it’s really getting to my head.
“Hey, what’s Lee doing here?” I hear Cris ask. What’s Lee doing here? I repeat her words in my head. I look up and sure enough, the next table over is Lee, in a tux I might add, looking directly at me with a dumbfounded look on his face.
“That’s Lee?” Shana says somewhere next to me. I'm so taken aback that he would be here. Did he know where I was and wanted to surprise me?
“Yes, that’s him,” I say to her then wave him over. His expression is one I'm not going to soon forget. It’s a look of shock and defeat all rolled up into one. What is that about? I get up and hug him when he gets to our table, feeling him tense up. I am missing something, he is acting strange, but I still introduce him to Shana.
“Lee this is Shane, Shane, Lee.” I make introductions but they just stare at each other.
“Lee? Since when do you start going by Lee? Kyle.” Her tone is so harsh that it almost doesn't register what the hell she just said.
“Kyle? What is she talking about?” I shake my head and rub my temples with the tips of my fingers, guess the bubbly is getting to me quicker than I thought.
“Can we talk Linn?” He says breaking through my haze.
“You are Kyle? Shane's step-brother?” The look on his face tells me he knows that Shana and I have definitely talked about him, and oh god he is married. Fuck Fuck. Anger takes over my face and he flinches.
“Please, Linn talk to me, babe.”
“I…” I start to say something but Shana interrupts.
“I can't fucking believe this,” Shana says and Lee shoots her a look.
“Please.” He asks me one more time holding out his hand. I hesitantly take it then look over at Shana. She just rolls her eyes and waves her hand in the air. I guess that’s as much of an okay as I'm going to get from her right now. He threads his fingers through mine and leads me to an empty area outside the venue. I'm shaking by now. I really don't realize it until he puts his hands on my shoulders sliding them down my arms and back up again. It’s so comforting. Then I remember why I'm shaking and jerk away.
“Your name is Kyle?”
“Yes, it’s Kyle but all my friends call me Lee. it’s my middle name. My family really are the only ones who call me Kyle.”
“You’re married.” It’s not a question or a statement, it comes out more as an accusation. “Is that why you stood me up and were late for things?” The look on his face tells me all I need to know. I have been sleeping with a married man. Even if this man isn't a happily married man with three kids he still is married nonetheless and that isn't something I do.
“Legally yes, I filed
for divorce shortly before I met you. It hasn't been finalized yet because she wouldn't sign the damn papers until she saw me first. Which is why I was late getting here today. She showed up at my place before she came here. I don't know who the hell invited her…” She's here? Shit.
“Why didn't you say anything?”
“I didn't want to talk about it. She hurt me badly and since I met you that hurt has been dulled. I did some really fucked up things after I left her, senseless things.”
“Would sleeping with my best friend be one of those fucked up senseless things?” He has hurt in his eyes. I know I can’t fault him for this we didn't even know each other when it happened. Still, it really isn't going to be easy to get over the fact that Shana may have been or may still be in love with him. And let's not forget that he was the first guy she ever slept with.
“Yes, it was and I feel horrible about it, I told her as much.”
“You spent a weekend fucking her then blew her off. Sounds like it was horrible for you.” I know I'm being a snot.
“Fuck. How is it that Shane would be Shana? You never once called her Shana.”
“Because I call her Shane!” I yell at him. I need to go or things will only get worse if we continue to talk like this.
“I have to go. I’ll call you when I'm ready to talk.”
“Don't you fucking shut down Linn, not now.” When I don't say anything in response he snakes his arms around my waist holding me in a hug then pulls back. He slides his hand up to the back of my head then pulls my face to his. “Tell me we're okay please screamer, I can’t lose you.” He whispers against my lips.
“I just need to wrap my head around this and talk to Shane, I don't want to hurt her by being with you. She is my family.” I push away from him and go back inside to find my girls. My champagne buzz is by far gone now and I just want to go home now, I'm sure they do too.
I track down Shana and Cristal and we leave. The ride home is quiet and I really don't want to be the one to break the silence. But apparently, Cristal does.
“Okay, will someone please tell me what is going on here?” That’s when I realize she has no idea that Shana slept with Kyle… or Lee. Fuck what do I call him now?
“Well.” Shana starts. “Last year I slept with my dear ole stepbrother Kyle, then a few weeks ago Linn started sleeping with Kyle and I'm sure in a couple more months he will make it around to you Cris. Just wait in line the bastard will eventually get to you.” Ouch.
“You don't have to be a bitch Shane, it’s not like I knew who he was when we started dating. He told me his name was Lee for fucks sake. How would I know he was Kyle?” I say to her.
“You slept with your stepbrother?” Cristal shouts from the back of the car. “What the fuck Shane? You didn't tell me?” And little Cristal has just dropped the F-bomb. Shane and I turn to look at her. Well me mostly, as Shane is driving.
“Yeah I can say ‘fuck’ I'm not stupid. The situation kinda calls for it.” She said it again.
We park outside the apartments get out and head inside now not talking once again. When we get inside Cris breaks the ice again.
“Now, we have been trough a lot of shit together and this is nothing. You slept with a guy and you just so happen to sleep with him now. Who cares? Now what we need to ask Shana is do you have a problem with Linn and Lee being together?” Cristal says.
“You really like him?” Shana asks.
“Yes I think I really do, hell I might be in love with the guy.” I get a gasp from Cristal.
“Then I will just have to be okay with it. Haven't even seen the guy once since you have been dating anyway. Maybe I will never see him.” She says the last part half-heartedly.
“Are you going to call him?” Cristal asks.
“Not right now, I just need some time to process this, it’s all a little weird you know? I will though I promise.” I tell her.
“You had better since you love him and all.” Little shit.
“So, everything settled down now?” Lee asks me leaning on the door jam of his apartment. I haven't talked to him in three days and in those three days he looks like he hasn't slept once. Probably hasn't showered either from the look of him. The damn man can still pull sexy as hell off, though.
“Yes all is good now Shane and I talked it out. She is happy for us.” I say with a smile meeting his impassive face. He looks… well, I really don't know how he looks. A cross between relieved to see me and wanting to rip my damn head off. I'm hoping the latter isn't the case.
“What took you so long to talk to me? I’ve been trying to call you for three days now. Who the fuck does that Linn?” He probably called me a total of twenty times and left a total of five voice mails. Don't even get me started on the texts. Now if I was a normal person I would have answered them and we would have talked two days ago. But I'm not and I let fear get the best of me.
“I'm sorry, I just needed time to process is all.” That’s a lie.
“Process? Okay, say I believe that line of shit. You still should have responded somehow.” He takes a deep breath and scrubs his hands over his face. “While processing this what conclusion did you come to?”
That I love you and none of it really matters to me as long as we are together. Like I'm going to say that. “I'm fine with it.” Good save there Linn. I inwardly scold myself for being a coward.
“Fine with it.” He repeats staring at the ground then looks up at me and nods. “I’ll accept that for now. How is Shana? She going to be okay with this?”
“Yep, she’s happy if I'm happy.” That’s when his eyes go soft.
“Good, come here.” Reaching out he pulls me to him burying his face in my hair and inhales. “Fucking coconut.” I hear him whisper. “Love the smell of your hair screamer.”
“You need a shower yourself.” I giggle out.
“Yeah kinda been a rough couple days, this really hot chick didn't answer any of my calls or texts. I was afraid I lost her.” He says pulling back and looking at my face.
“Well, she is here now.”
“Good then she can help me shower.” Shit. With that, he scoops me up over his shoulder and hauls me into the apartment kicking the door shut behind us. Stomping into the bathroom he doesn't put me down while turning on the taps, catching my shoulder with cold water. I make a fuss and squirm but it really doesn't matter he has me and isn't letting go. Suddenly he slaps my ass hard fuck that hurt. “What the fuck Lee that hurt, I ain't into that shit and you know it!” I shout at him.
“That was for not calling me babe.” He plunks me down onto the counter wasting no time taking off my tee shirt and bra. “Damn, I missed your tits Screamer.” He rasps out before sucking one into his mouth. He is a little rough but I'm liking it right now. This must be what makeup sex feels like. A little hateful but oh so damn good. He has us stripped down in no time. Then we are in the shower with my back against the wall and my legs wrapped around his waist. “I'm fucking crazy about you Linn, don't go not calling me for that long again.” I don't even have time to respond before he is slamming into me and kissing me hard. The water makes it hard to stay in place but he does his best by gripping my thighs and thrusting relentlessly. I know I'm going to have some marks tomorrow and I just can’t bring myself to care. This is too good to stop because of something as stupid as pain.
Coming back down from the high of my second orgasm we are both panting and the water is starting to get cold. He shuts the now cold water off and starts pulling out of me letting my feet go back to the ground. That is when I feel the gush of his release run down my leg. Oh. The. Fuck. No. We didn't use a condom.
“Fucking hell Lee, we didn't use a condom!” I screech out.
“Fuck babe I'm sorry I wasn't thinking. I'm clean if that’s what you are worried about. I got tested shortly before I met you.”
“Are you sterile? Because right now that’s really all I care about. I can’t have a fucking kid.” He reels back like I just slapped him then backs awa
y from me and out of the shower. He grabs a towel, leaving the bathroom and me behind.
Crap I can’t deal with this shit. I do quick math in my head to determine whether I'm in the clear or not. Should be okay but I'm still pissed. That’s when I process what I said to Lee before he walked out the door with that hurt look in his eyes. I slowly dry off and get dressed then head to his room.
His door is open a crack so I timidly push it open further. He is dressed now standing with his back to me in front of his dresser.
“I'm so, so sorry I shouldn't have said what I did I just freaked.” Silence. “Will you say something please?”
“Not much to say. I was careless and for that I'm sorry.” He pauses. Then turns around toward me. “Look I have some things to do today, you better get going.” Ouch.
“Um, okay. I will call you later?” It comes out as a question, to see if he even wants me to I guess. Shit so much has happened within the last thirty minutes maybe some space would do some good. I walk over to him and give him a kiss. He barely responds and doesn't move to touch me at all. I feel my heart being ripped out the further I move away from him. I stop at his door to whisper goodbye then leave.
Getting into Shana’s car I just think to myself over and over, this is why I avoid relationships. The hurt you get when you are in one just isn't worth it.
It was a week before we speak again. I waited for him to text or call and it didn't come. Fed up I went to his place and pounded on the door until he finally opened it.
“We doing this again? This time, it’s you ignoring me, I get it. Is this my punishment? Is this you getting back at me for my silence? I get it okay, it sucks.” I rush out. He is still quiet. “Say something!” I yell in his face.
“I won’t be with another woman that is going to deny me, my child.” He grits out. Wait what?