Stuck in Between (Bound by Your Love)

by Bennett, Blakely

  My nipples peaked again, drawing my areolas in tight. “Please let me take him out,” I said, pointing down into Red’s lap.

  The obvious bulge strained against his shorts. “Come here,” he said.

  Stepping forward, I unsnapped the waist and lowered the zipper. The head of his phallus—so thick—stuck out. So wide, I wondered if I would be able to take him into my mouth. I wound my hand inside and touched his silky hardness.

  He removed his shirt and let me slide his shorts off.

  “Wow,” I said, taking in Red as he lounged on the loveseat. “Are your nipples sensitive?”

  “Come find out.” He held his arm out to me.

  I sat on his lap, staring at the seductive smile on his face. I touched his cheek, running my hands to his ears. I fingered the small gauges in his ears like I had dreamed of doing. I felt down his neck and touched the red hair on his chest. “It’s softer than I imagined.” His tiny nipples stood erect, and I brushed over them, watching his expression change. “Oh, you like that.” I smiled.

  “Suck it,” he said.

  Shifting to the right, I lowered my mouth over his nipple.

  “Yesss,” he groaned.

  I had a destination in mind and so I trailed my fingers over the line of hair that ran down the middle of his stomach. “Oh,” I mumbled. “I’m not sure I’ve ever been so turned on.” Lifting his manhood, I held it in my right hand.

  “Your little hand makes my cock look big.”

  “Your cock is big!”

  “Easy,” he said as I moved my hands in tandem, up and down. He stopped me. “Do you come with Bond?”

  “Yes, of course.”

  “I remember, in the beginning, he mentioned that you didn’t.”

  “He told you that!” I was indignant. “Must we talk about Bond?”

  “Yes, Jacqs, I need to know a few things.”

  “Like? Are you trying to kill my arousal? Because it’s working.”

  “I was trying to kill my own.”

  “We need to get him from between us,” I said, adamantly.

  “That’s just not possible, so let’s be honest.”

  “Fine.” I stood up, placed my shorts down beside Red and sat on them. “It was a few months before I came with Bond and he was the first.”

  “Your first sex?” he said, his eyebrows rising.

  “Well, no—not like there were many—but I meant my first orgasm with another.”

  “You don’t seem to have trouble coming with me.”

  “Yes, I’ve noticed that as well. It’s different with you.”

  “How so?” he asked, placing his arm behind my back and using his outstretched leg to rock us again.

  I glanced down and said, “Am I supposed to have this conversation with him standing at attention?”

  “We’ll take care of him in a few. Answer me.”

  “It’s really hard to put in words. Sex with Bond is great—hey, don’t bristle, you asked.”

  “Go on,” he ordered.

  “But it feels different. I mean … not that you and I’ve had sex yet. Bond requires eye contact all the time but it’s more a thing of control than connection. Does that make any sense?”

  “Sure. Continue.”

  “Why do I feel like I’m going to get into trouble for this?”

  “You might,” he said and he looked serious.

  “Before you, I thought I would never feel desire for another person again. You know I’ve tried dating since him, but it never felt more than lukewarm.”

  “So how does it feel with me?”

  I turned to the side to face him and said, “The heat index is definitely off the charts.”

  A smile transformed his face, and he said, “For me too. If it weren’t for Bond, I’d ask you to move in with me now. I can’t stand spending time apart from you.”

  “I’m not sure how to respond to that. That’s pretty much over the top.”

  “How about the truth?”

  “I’m scared, overwhelmed, and confused. Feel free to throw a couple more verbs in there if you’d like.”

  “And falling …”

  “Yes, there is that too.”

  “Before I let you make me come, which I know you want to do—”

  “Badly,” I pleaded.

  “I want you to do something else for me.”

  “Why did I just get scared … yet my clit twitched at the same time?”

  “I guess you can read my intention.”

  “Tell me.”

  “I want to spank you, Jacqs. And, I want you to willingly take it from me.”

  “Why?”

  “Because you love us both and it’ll make me feel better.”

  “You mean because I haven’t let him?”

  “That might be part of it, but my hand has been itching to spank your bottom for a long time. Alright … over my knees.”

  “Do I have to call you Daddy too?” I said, laughing.

  “Only if you want to.”

  “Will it hurt? I’ve never been spanked before.”

  “I have a feeling you’ll enjoy it.” He stood up, his cock still fully engaged, and locked the loveseat so it would stay stationary. “However, feel free to stop me any time past five.”

  “Five spanks?” I said as I rose up.

  Red sat down in the center of the couch and said, “Lie over my lap, now.”

  He sounded serious so I hurriedly climbed onto the love seat and draped myself over his thighs.

  “Okay, Jacqs, I’m going to start.”

  I felt the air move when he lifted his large hand and then felt the smack across both butt cheeks. “Ohhh,” I moaned. His cock swelled under my stomach and that turned me on as much as the spank did. The second one landed just slightly harder and I could feel my pussy pulse. The next three came steadily and I enjoyed the experience.

  “Will you take more from me?” he asked. “I went light on you.”

  “You did?”

  “Yes.”

  I lifted my head up and said, “Give me the real thing. I want to see if I can take it.”

  “Are you sure?” he said, but he didn’t wait for me to answer.

  I lowered my head, anticipation swirling within me. My nipples pushed against the cushion and I imagined Red taking me, penetrating me with his thick cock.

  Instead of spanking me right away, he fingered my clit, slowly at first and then at a steady pace. “Oh my lord,” I muttered until I exploded again.

  Before I had a chance to recover, thwack, sounded and the spank caused my heart to race even more wildly. It didn’t hurt exactly, but it did sting a bit. His big right hand continued the spanking and I could feel myself panting and my pussy swelling even more.

  “That’s ten. How are you feeling?”

  I lifted my body, still unsteady and knelt next to Red trying to catch my breath. “Like I want you … to fuck me … hard … up against the wall.”

  “When is the lease up on your apartment?”

  “Very funny,” I said, chuckling. I took a couple of deep breaths, finally feeling more grounded.

  “I’m serious.”

  “I own it, it’s not a lease. How are we going to explain that to everyone? Plus, I’m not sure I want to live with you,” I said, slightly shrugging my shoulders.

  “And why is that?”

  “Besides the obvious?”

  “Enlighten me.” A grin played at his mouth.

  “Well, there’s your controlling nature—”

  “And…”

  Pointing down, I said, “You haven’t let me finish playing with him!”

  He spread his arms across the top of the couch and motioned with his head.

  I took the cue and clutched his heavy dick in my hands. I loved how hard and soft it felt at the same time. Moving up and down his shaft with my right hand, I fondled the bulbous head with my left. “Can I put him in my mouth?”

  “Yesss,” he hissed.

  I hopped off the co
uch and knelt between his legs. Burying my face against the side of his cock, I breathed in his heady masculine scent. I palmed his firm heavy testicles as I ran my fingers around his cock. He kept the hair trimmed and I appreciated the effort. Lowering my mouth, I kissed his tip, slowly sucking his head past my lips.

  He arched his hips up and uttered, “That feels incredible.”

  Forcing as much as I could take in my mouth, I pumped my hand up his shaft as I raised my mouth and lowered my fist as I plunged my mouth back down. Up and down my mouth and hand went in unison. He let me take my time and enjoy his cock. I knew he would never fit down my throat like Bond did, and I loved that they were so different.

  “I’m close,” he muttered. “Make sure … you hold … the come in your mouth. Don’t … don’t swallow.”

  I had no idea what he wanted me to do with his ejaculation, but the idea of holding it for him turned me on even more. I increased the tension around my lips and circled my tongue around his head as I pumped frantically; using my free hand to caresses his balls.

  “Oh Jacqs, motherfucker, I’m coming!” He thrust his cock through my hand into my mouth, exploding his release. He jerked and convulsed until he finally lay back against the couch, breathing heavily. “Kiss me,” he said.

  Climbing onto his lap, I pressed my lips against his and opened my mouth. We shared his jism as he rolled his tongue against mine. “Hmmmm,” I moaned into his mouth. After we broke off the kiss, I said, “Wow! That was hot.”

  “You have no idea,” he said, shaking his head. He draped his arms across my back and pulled me in close. He reached over the side of the couch and unhooked the stopping lever which caused us to start rocking again. “I love you, Little One.”

  “Mmmhmm,” I mumbled.

  “Spend the night with me,” he said as he ran his hand up and down my back.

  “We both have work in the morning and what if Bond drops by?”

  “It’s highly unlikely.”

  I tilted my head up and said, “But not impossible.”

  “No, not impossible but I can check out his plans for the evening.”

  “What happened between him and Blue?”

  “I told you, I’ll let them tell you.”

  “Bond doesn’t remember.” I continued to rest against Red but lifted my head. “You know, I’m not sure we can work if your loyalty stays with him. It won’t work for me.”

  “This isn’t about loyalty, it’s about respect and privacy and I only know what I saw. They argued and Blue was fuming. I’ve never seen her that mad.”

  “Well then, I already know what happened, at least part of it. I wonder if Blue will confess.”

  “Are you upset?” he asked as he stroked my hair.

  “You assumed the same thing? Why are we so worried about upsetting Bond when he is so busy fucking everyone, even my friends?”

  “Because he’s like a brother to me and yeah, he’s fucked up and he makes a lot of mistakes but I don’t want to hurt him.”

  Breathing out heavily, I said, “No one seems to have that concern for me.”

  “Not no one. You are angry.”

  “Damn straight. I can’t live my life the way I want and yet everyone else does. They certainly aren’t taking me into consideration!”

  “Come on, Jacqs. Wait to see what Blue has to say. Maybe we’re both wrong.” He brushed my hair away from my face. “What time do you need to be home in the morning so you have time to get ready for work?”

  “Breakfast and shower there?”

  “No, here.”

  “Oh. Why don’t I run home and take care of a few things and then meet you back here after dinner?”

  “And you’ll spend all night in my arms?”

  “I’d love to.”

  CHAPTER NINE

  Near to You

  by A Fine Frenzy

  After I had entered my apartment, I rested my back against the door. I slid into a sitting position on the floor. It all seemed so doable when Red had me wrapped up in his arms or dizzy from his kisses and orgasms. Away from him, the brutal facts resurfaced and my relationship with him seemed impossible. “You think too much,” I said to myself. My body chimed in and said, Way, way too much! He rocks our world. It didn’t matter what my mind or body said, I knew I would go back to his place.

  I pushed myself up and headed to the bedroom, opting for a nap. Lack of sleep and all the stress worked their magic, and I slept until my phone went off.

  Fuck! I opened my eyes and blinked a few times.

  Bond: Come by the club. Stay is here and we can all hang out.

  Me: I have plans.

  Bond: With? Bring them along.

  Me: You guys have fun. I’ll catch you later.

  I took a quick shower and gathered my work clothes for the next day. I didn’t feel like taking the time to cook so I texted Red.

  Me: Have you eaten?

  Red: Sure haven’t.

  Me: Should I pick something up on the way?

  Red: Sounds great.

  Me: I heard from Bond.

  Red: So did I.

  Me: Oh shit. What did you say? I said I was busy.

  Red: I said I needed a break from all the partying.

  Me: Oh, that’s good. What should I get?

  Red: You know what? Just come over and we can order something from here.

  Me: Okay. See you soon.

  *****

  I pulled into the circle drive at Red’s and found him waiting for me on the front step in plaid pajama bottoms and a T-shirt. Sitting down next to him, I said, “I like the outfit. I forgot to grab PJs.”

  “You can borrow a pair of mine.”

  I rolled in laughter. “Oh yeah, that’ll work.”

  “I’m frustrated,” he said, rubbing the side of his beard.

  “About us?” I said, shifting closer.

  “Impatient to be us. I’ve been thinking—”

  “Uh oh,” I said.

  “No, really, I’m serious.”

  “Yeah, I know, that’s what scares me. You’ve already waited so long, so why the impatience now?”

  “Because before it was merely what I thought we could be and now I know,” he said, placing his hand on my knee.

  I glanced at his broad hand and back at him. “Okay, so tell me.”

  “What if you date both of us?”

  Standing and throwing my hands up in the air, I yelled, “You’ve got to be out of your fucking mind!”

  “Why? It makes the most sense. You love us both and—”

  “Jesus, Red, you aren’t thinking clearly. First off, Bond and I aren’t dating and secondly I can’t even imagine what it would be like to try to juggle the two of you. No! I’m saying no! Are you hearing me? Stop smiling at me!”

  “If you’d just listen, you’d see it’s the perfect solution.”

  “You’re crazy, the both of you.”

  “Baby, just hear me out.”

  I crossed my arms over my chest and contemplated leaving Red sitting on his front step with his cheeky smile.

  “Come sit,” he said, patting the ground next to him.

  I sat, keeping my distance.

  “You and I would be the primary relationship and Bond could continue to date other people.”

  “Oh, you cannot be serious. What about STDs? I thought—”

  “We would have to address that with him. He’d have to agree to use condoms with everyone other than you and get tested regularly.”

  “That’s not fail proof,” I said, shaking my head.

  “I’m aware of that.”

  “What makes you think he would even go along?” I stood again and started pacing.

  “Because he could have his cake and eat it too.”

  I stopped and pivoted to face Red. “Oh great, so now I’m cake?”

  “You know what I mean.”

  “I don’t think you’ve thought this through. How are you going to feel when I’m out with Bond?”

  �
��I don’t know. It might just turn me on. At the very least, I can punish you once you get back.”

  “I don’t even know how to respond to that. How the hell is it going to work when we’re all together? I’m not interested in a tug-of-war. Whose lap do I sit on? Who gets my attention at any given moment?”

  “All of that would have to be worked out, Jacqs.”

  “I don’t know what I’m worried about,” I said, sitting back down. “Bond will never go for it.”

  “Let’s not worry about him for a moment. Are you open to it? We could live together. Bond could keep his place and have a room here too.”

  “This seems way worse than just confessing that we like each other.”

  “Love each other, Jacqs.”

  “I still maintain that I haven’t said it yet.” I shook my head.

  “You implied it. The real question is: do you want to live with me?”

  “I’ve never lived with a man before. Have you?”

  “No, I don’t date men, but I’ve never lived with a woman either.”

  “It seems like a complicated mess to tackle all at once. You’ve had years to think about it but it’s still very new to me.”

  “What is?”

  “My feelings for you ... our chemistry and attraction ... the truth about Bond’s past ... all of it.”

  “Let’s order some food and you, can think about it,” Red said as he stood and held out his hand.

  “The only reason I’m coming in is because I’m starving. This in no way means I’m considering your crazy idea.”

  “Sure. Got it.”

  He led me to the kitchen and pulled open the drawer by the phone. “Chinese, Italian, Thai, bar food or—”

  I placed my belongings on the counter, including my cell phone and said, “I vote for the bar menu. I could use some comfort food right now.” He handed me the menu and I perused the sandwiches. “The smoked turkey panini sounds incredible. It has cheddar, bacon, and cranberry jalapeno jam on sourdough.”

  “Would you be up to sharing that and the parmesan fries?” Red asked.

  “Perfect.”

  “I’ll call it in.”

  I walked out the French door and slipped off my shoes. Sitting on the edge of the pool, I slowly kicked my legs in the water.

  “It’s going to be about twenty minutes and I ordered key lime pie for dessert.”