by Amanda Wylde
"Yeah, but you didn't say when."
Trace walks out of the kitchen smiling just as big and holding some kind of sandwich. "Hey, Travis," he says and gives me a more toned down hug than Trevor's. "How long you staying?"
"I'm here for the weekend," I explain then look down at his sandwich. "That looks good."
"Remi made us breakfast," Trevor says and just then I meet Remi's eyes as she comes to the kitchen door.
She's in her scrubs, hair up looking a little tired but still as breathtaking as ever. "I got off at seven. Kris won't be off until nine so I figured I'd stop by and fix them something before I go home and sleep."
I smile at that. I know Kris must think her going out of her way to look after my brothers is for his sake but I know better. "Thank you for that," I say.
"There's plenty left," she says motioning to the stove top where the foods at. "I made enough so when Kris gets here he can warm it up and make himself a sandwich but even then there's more than enough if you'd like some."
My brother's announce they have to go. Their friend is here to pick them up. "You have friends that drive?" I ask distracted momentarily by that.
"His brother drives," Trace says as he rushes out biting on his sandwich. "Thanks for breakfast, Remi. See you after practice Travis," he says with a mouthful before running down the porch steps.
Trevor runs out after him holding his pads and helmet and it suddenly dawns on me. I'm now alone with Remi. I turn towards the kitchen where she's now cleaning up and I can tell she's working fast.
"What's the rush?"
She continues to rinse plates without looking at me. "I just got off a twelve hour shift. I'm tired."
"I can finish cleaning up, Cherry. Go ahead and go," I say then start toward her as she turns the water off and starts drying her hands with the dishtowel.
"Okay, I think I will." She starts to turn but freezes when she realizes how close I'm standing just behind her. "About that," she says clearing her throat as I get even closer but she doesn't move away. "The nick name," she says staring straight ahead and I can feel her breathing accelerate.
"Cherry?" I whisper in her ear.
"Yes." She nods, her body already trembling and I take a step forward my hard cock grazing her ass and she drops a dish. "You have to stop calling me that—"
"Never," I say pressing my body against her.
She straightens but again doesn't move away. "Kris overheard you last week and he didn't like it."
"I don't give a fuck. You'll always be my Cherry."
I wrap my arm around her waist and kiss her nape. While she gasps, she's not telling me to stop or even making an effort to undo my embrace. I move my hand up inside of her scrub top and under her bra and take her nipple between my fingers playing with it while my other hand tugs at her bottoms. Then I slip my hand inside the front and between her legs. I can feel her tense but then give in and spread for me like my good girl. My Cherry. She's feeling what I've always made her feel. It's why she came back time after time; all those times I made her blush like a school girl. Why she's still standing here almost panting and hasn't walked away. Because she has as much power to ignore what I do to her as I have to ignore what she does to me. "Always will be."
"Travis, please don't . . ."
"Please don't what?" I whisper when she doesn't finish, my fingers already playing with her wet slit. She doesn't pull away nor does she try to move away. "Don't stop?" I lean in and suck her neck softly feeling her entire body quiver in my arms. "Don't believe what you said to me on that call that tore my heart out?"
"Travis I can't," she whispers even as I slide a finger into her and she moans. "You can't keep doing this. It's not fair."
"Tell me to stop and I will," I say pulling my hand out of her bottoms and tugging them down. Her body's reaction tells me what I've known all along. She'll always be mine.
Her head falls back allowing me to suck her neck a little harder and I smile at the small mark my sucking leaves. Then she turns her head and I kiss her. Our tongues are one now and I tug at her pants pulling them down to her lower thighs. This is as perfect as it's always been between Remi and me. We belong to each other and no one will ever change that. "I love you," I say between kisses. "God I love you."
"I love you, too," she whispers back as the kissing intensifies.
"I've never stopped loving you," I say against her lips then plunge my tongue into her mouth and devour her. I pull away and see her eyes that are beginning to well up. "I've never stopped thinking about you. Not for a single day. Not even after that fucking call." I squeeze my eyes shut. "Especially after that call."
I kiss her again before she can say anything because I'm done talking. I don't want to discuss this. There's nothing to discuss anymore. We belong to each other and we’ll figure this out somehow but right now I need to reclaim her. Remind her what it feels like to make love to your soul mate.
I bring my hand around between her legs again and play with her while undoing my zipper with other hand. Remi moans in pleasure. She wants this as much as I do. Morals be damned. We were born for each other, so fuck everything else. I slide her bottoms and panties off all the way down and bend her over. I'd rush her to bedroom or even the front sofa but I need this now. I've waited too long. My heart and aching cock are begging me to do this now.
The moment I'm out of my pants I slide into her with a grunt and she takes me crying out. Jesus Christ in heaven. It's everything I've been dying for. I don't even understand how making love to Remi could feel so different than with anybody else but it is. The tears that blur my eyes as I continue to sway into her over and over, surprise me but at the same time it doesn't. I've cried tears of torment for this girl. Of course the emotion I'm feeling now is irrefutable.
Remi's crying now too but I know it's not in a bad way because her quivering body is speaking to me. She wants this now and forever and it's happening. I'll make sure of that. I slam into her a few more times before I collapse on her overwhelmed with the best fucking orgasm ever. Remi's body trembles in reaction to the pleasure of our reunion.
I pull out of her and turn her around to face me then kiss her again sweetly as I gaze into her anxious eyes. "Don't say anything," I whisper not wanting to ruin this, reaching for a towel and I clean her up. "Just remember this." I say as I kiss her again and she kisses me back willingly. "Nothing we do will ever be wrong. You hear me? You’re mine and I’m yours. That’s how it’s always been and always will be."
I kiss her again, losing myself in the taste of her lips until we hear a car outside. Remi quickly pushes me away fixing her clothes, and then we realize it’s a false alarm. She reminds me Kris will be home soon and doesn't want to be here when he gets home.
"I'm afraid he'll know just by looking at me," she says.
"This might take a little time," I say as I walk her to the front door. "But know this, baby. I'll figure it out and you and I will be together. It's just how it's supposed to be and there's not an ounce of doubt in my heart anymore."
We reach the front door and she turns and kisses me. "I don't know why but I wanna believe you. All I know is after today I can't possibly be with Kris anymore. It's wrong but I can't just break things off."
I nod understanding because this will be tricky. Only she's right. We have to be careful. My brothers are still living here. He and my aunt are doing me this favor of letting them live here even though technically this house is more theirs than my aunt's and Kris's. This is the only home my brothers have ever known.
Still, I have to take care of things back home too. Figure out how this is going to work and still be there for my kid because I have every intention of doing so. I start to follow her out the front door. "You can't touch me out here, Travis. The neighbors all know me. Know I'm with Kris."
I take a deep breath as I watch her walk down the porch steps to her car out front I hadn't even noticed when I first drove up. I'd been so lost in thought and now it'll be even worse. She dr
ives off and I close up the house because I'm not ready to be around Kris just yet. I'll go watch the boys practice. Take them to lunch after, and then brace myself to come back and hang with Kris later. With my aunts bed free I know the boys will want me staying here every time I come now.
That afternoon I find out what Remi's plan is. Kris mentions his plans to get together with her tonight are a wash because she picked up a virus—thinks it's the flu. He still goes to see her for a little bit anyway and I of course text her to tell her I love her. A tiny reminder that she better not even reconsider what she said she was doing today. To my surprise, she texts back.
Cherry: I'm trying to think like you said. That nothing we do is wrong. But this feels so wrong. He was here to take care of me. Cater to his cheating girlfriend who's faking being sick just to avoid him.
I frown because I know the feeling. I was on the phone earlier with Elsa because she called me since I hadn't called her to let her know I made it here okay. I completely forgot to after my amazing morning with Remi. Then I got distracted with the boys practice and taking them to lunch.
Getting home was another distraction. Trying to chat and hang out with Kris like nothing's changed, when something huge has. I've never actually told Elsa I'm in love with her. We've never had any deep conversations or exchanges about our feelings like I have with Remi. But when she started telling me she loved me, I responded with a generic me too. I can’t even bring myself to do that now
I respond to Remi's text just as Kris walks through the door. As expected, he doesn't look thrilled about his night with Remi being cancelled. I send the text to Remi.
Travis: It's not wrong. And the lying will stop soon enough. I'll call you tomorrow when he leaves for work. We'll talk more then.
"You home for the night?" I ask as he picks up the mail on the table by the door.
"Looks like it. She doesn't want me to catch whatever it is she has."
I feel a little evil for grinning inwardly but not too evil. A part of me thinks there's no way Kris could not think I might've had some kinds of feelings for Remi. I've known her since I was twelve. If he fell for her after knowing her for such a short time he'd have to know that. He knows about the nick name now. She had to have told him it's something I've been calling her for years. That should clue him in and yet he's never once thought to ask anyone if maybe I had a crush on her or something growing up. It's the logical thing anyone would assume being around beautiful Remi all those years.
He's lived a charmed life. He'll be okay. No matter what heartache his break up with Remi will cause him. It won't even compare to the torment I've had to endure for years now. It's time I take her back and he can find his own soul mate because it's not Remi. She's mine.
I tell him I'm taking the boys to the show and extend the invitation to him. I figure it's over two hours of hanging out without having to actually talk. He agrees and we take off. The evening is pleasant enough and we get home without incident.
The next day I text Remi to let her know the coast is clear. He's gone for the day and we can talk if she wants to. She texts back that she hardly got any sleep. The moment she mentions she's home alone I shoot out the door. The boys sleep in on the weekends and I know will be out for hours still. I text them that I had errands to run but will be back to take them out for lunch.
I'm not even all the way in the house and my lips are all over her. Her hair's in a towel and she's in a bathrobe and I can't believe my luck. "How long are your parents gone?" I ask between frantic kisses.
"They'll be gone most of the day," she says as I open her robe and groan when I see she's completely naked... "My grandpa's in the hospital again so they'll be there all day."
I hate to say it but I don't even care and I don't ask more about her grandpa. That can wait until later this can't. I pull her over to the sofa sit her down and I'm on my knees in front of her. "God I've missed this beautiful pussy," I say spreading her with my fingers and licking her juices from the bottom to the top.
Remi moans lifting her feet onto to the sofa giving me maximum exposure not just to her pussy but that other place I’m almost certain no one has ever touched. I use her own juices to play with it with my pinky”
"He ever fuck you in the ass, Cherry?"
"No," she says with a gasp as I gently slip my pinky into her ass. 'You like that?"
"A little," she admits as I press in further. "It's different."
"I'll make it mine too. That way you’ll belong to me in every way—" I say, as I lick her delicate flesh again, "but first this."
On a deep inhale I run my nose from the bottom of her dripping slit to the top of her clit and groan deep in the back of my throat as my eyes roll back in my head. There will never be anything like the smell, the taste, the feel of Remi's beautiful pussy. But something tells me that her tight little spot just might be my undoing. If I wasn't already addicted to Remi, I will be after today.
“Travis” Remi gasps my name as I push deeper still into this newly discovered place.
“Shh, it’s ok baby,” I whisper against her clit, “It’ll start to feel really good in just a second. I promise.”
I bury my tongue inside Remi’s slick pussy once again and press my finger gently into her tightness as she begins to tremble so hard I almost start to worry but I know she’s getting close just from this brief contact. I press my tongue further inside and curl my finger up towards my mouth and feel what I’m doing to her forbidden entrance as I work simultaneously to bring her to orgasm. I can tell she’s getting into it more as her muscles relax, accepting my thrusts easier. With my free hand I pinch her clit between my thumb and forefinger just enough to be firm without hurting her.
“Oh Fuck! Travis! Dear GOD!” she yells, as she grabs at my neck.
A violent spasm grips my finger as her pussy contracts around my tongue. With every pull of her orgasm I get closer to coming in my pants and have to force my eyes closed in a feeble effort to hold off until I can come inside her again. Spent, her legs fall limp to either side of my arms as she comes down from such an intense experience. I can’t quite move my hand yet because she still hasn’t relaxed enough to let me go.
“Remi,” I say quietly, rubbing her thigh with my free hand. “Baby, I need you to relax, take a deep breath and when you exhale push me out, ok?”
She opens her dreamy, sleepy eyes and nods slightly as she inhales a deep stuttering breath letting it out with a gusty moan.
Gently, I remove my hand from her so as not to hurt her and stand; leaving to wash up before grabbing a warm washcloth so I can clean her up also. Her voice is hoarse as she finally speaks.
“Oh my God, Travis. What have you done to me?”
I chuckle to myself as I finish cleaning her up and kiss the inside of her right thigh with a sucking smack.
“Didn’t know you had that in you, did you?”
“I’m not even sure if I’m still alive,” She says with a soft laugh. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. Now I understand what people mean when they say ‘mind blowing’. I always thought they were exaggerating.”
Kneeling in front of her once again I look up into her beautiful face and smile. “Welcome to great sex, Cher. Now, let’s take this to the bedroom so I can introduce you to some more tricks I got up my sleeve.” I scoop her up into my arms and stand, heading towards her bedroom. She wraps her hands behind my neck and I wince slightly, sucking in a breath through my teeth.
“What’s wrong?” Remi asks her blue eyes full of concern.
“I think you might have marked me up a little bit back there.” I say, as I’m heading down the hallway, stopping in the doorway to her bedroom.
Remi moves her head to the right and peeks behind my ear and gasps.
“Oh, Travis. I’m sorry! Are you ok?” She gently caresses the surrounding area and blows on it lightly, sending chills zipping down my back that land with a powerful force in my cock.
I bite my lip as a deep rumble works
its way up my throat and say “Goddamn, girl, you’re gonna be the death of me. I'll be ok, once I bury my cock inside you and hear you scream out my name again.”
Remi grins like I've never see her do before. Bringing out her inner vixen nearly has me dropping her because I’ve never seen this side of her before. It steals the breath from my lungs.
“I can hardly wait,” she says with a slight lift to one eyebrow.
Stepping into her room I nip her bottom lip as she giggles. “Oh, Cherry baby, you are so gonna get it.” I say as I kick the door shut with my foot.
Chapter 16
Kristiano
It's Sunday and it's been two days since I've spent time with Remi. It's driving me nuts but she's adamant I not pick up whatever virus she's been hit with. She says it's a bad one and even the hospital doesn't want her coming in until she's completely over it. This morning she said it could still be days.
Travis and the boys have been somewhat of a distraction. Since he leaves tomorrow we're barbequing some steaks and a few hamburgers today. But my mom and aunt have always forgone getting a gas grill so we have to wait on the charcoal to heat up. In the mean time we're shooting some hoops out back by the garage.
"Man, I can't believe your brothers prefer to be inside in front of that TV than out here," I say as I shoot one from far and it swishes in. "I was always outside when I was their age. Shooting hoops, riding my bike, running amuck. You hardly ever see kids out just doing some good ole fashion playing."
"Times have changed, old man," Travis says as he slams one in and hangs off the rim right after.
I roll my eyes as he pulls his T-shirt off and wipes his forehead and neck with it. I bounce the ball distracted for a second by all of Travis's tattoos. I knew he had entire sleeve tats on both arms but I didn't realize how much more he had on his chest and shoulders. Then my eyes zoom in on the one on his chest. It's two cherry's on a stem with something dripping right between them almost in an erotic sort of way. My thoughts are instantly on his nickname for Remi. I'm not even sure if I should be mad yet. This could just be an annoying coincidence. Only my gut says otherwise.