by Logan Castle
As I relayed the details of that night to her, I could see all the conflicting emotions in her eyes. Understandably, the cocaine bothered her quite a bit. She obviously didn’t like knowing I’d done it and worse still, that I did it in a bathroom stall with another woman. I ended the story by telling her that I must have had too much to drink along with the coke, and simply blacked out. A lie, I admit, since I carefully omitted the movement of my tattoos and the incessant beating of the clock in my ears. But a lie by omission wasn’t really a lie.
Er… wait. Is that how that saying goes? I was pretty sure I had that backwards. Ah well, it would just have to do. She was mad enough as it is. No sense in making this an all-nighter.
Plum was pissed, but there was something else too. She seemed to be re-examining my story in her head, as if she were trying to build a case for its legitimacy. Knowing her as well as I did, she was preparing to ask more questions to verify all the details.
“But why did she keep insisting that your tattoos were moving while we were in the hospital?”
Shit.
I thought fast. “I don’t know, babe. I was in the stall with her for barely five minutes! I don’t know her or anything about her. Maybe she goes home and speaks to her imaginary friend, Fred, every night. I honestly can’t explain what she thinks she saw!”
Plum was quiet for a few seconds before nodding. She believed me. Thank god for that! I wanted to end Plum’s interrogation so I could begin one of my own. Not because I was anxious that she might ask me questions that could have been harder to answer or lie about, but because I was mostly honest in answering hers and now, I had some burning questions of my own.
“My turn,” I announced. She seemed to know her time in the spotlight was coming because her eyes quickly dropped to the ground. She went from staring at me dead in the face to watching her toes knead the carpet. “Who was it?”
A long pause ensued. When Plum finally opened her mouth to speak, she was prevented by her hesitancy. “Isaac…don’t do this. I’m here now and…”
“Plum,” I stopped her. “I deserve to know. I gave you the honest answers. Now it’s my turn. Just tell me so we can begin to move past this if that’s what we both choose to do.”
“I do want to do that,” she answered immediately and her guilty eyes met mine. “I really do. I will answer you honestly but…” Her gaze fell to the floor again and she took a deep breath before lifting her eyes back to mine. “Please understand… I was in a bad place. After what you did, I needed someone to hold me and it couldn’t be you.” “I understand. I really do,” I nearly interrupted her just to avoid hearing her explanation. The rising guilt that swelled inside me began to suffocate and choke me. “I don’t want to be angry about it. I can’t really be angry under the circumstances,” I corrected myself with a sigh. “I just want to know his name. And then we’ll see where we go from there. But I need to know, Plum,” I pressed her.
Another long pause. Plum took a deep breath in and uttered the name I knew was coming. “Justin.”
I expected to feel more than I did. Perhaps my body and mind were already prepared for that. In the back of my head, I naturally suspected it was him.
The ex-boyfriend.
Plum dated Justin before me and he was still head-over-heels in love with her. I always suspected that he was just biding his time in the wings, waiting for me to fuck up so she’d run back to him. And that was exactly what I’d done! I set myself up, building my own pyre and then igniting it with my own lighter!
As I considered this, I felt a sudden swell of anger rise in my chest and red perforated into my vision. My chest tightened and it was suddenly difficult to breathe. I wanted to lash out, to yell at her, to make her feel as she had made me feel that night. In the literal blink of an eye, I’d been all but consumed with rage. From the back of my mind, there was a desperate screaming voice telling me to stop and breathe…but it was just as quickly drowned out by an avalanche of hurt. I looked up at her with bulging eyes and, as our eyes met, I watched her bottomless blue eyes widen slightly in surprise.
“Isaac? Isaac, are you alright?”
The sound of her voice was like a cool breeze that instantly doused the fire within me. I coughed, holding up an arm to Plum. “I’m fine, Plum. Sorry, just something in my throat.” I lied. I hated doing it but I didn’t know what the hell was happening to me. As I feigned catching my breath, I made sure I was back in control of myself. What the hell was happening to me?
“I’m sorry about Justin, Isaac. I hope you believe me,” she said and I knew she was being sincere.
As I stared into the depths of Plum’s bottomless, blue eyes, I didn’t feel as angry anymore. It was strange. As Plum reminded me, my liaison with Tina was the first betrayal. So, in essence, I delivered the first blow. While that failed to excuse Plum for abandoning me on New Year’s Eve and running back to Justin, both of us handled the situation as poorly as two people possibly could have. By continuing to be angry and hurt about it, we would only be dragged further down. The choice to move on from it had to come from me; that much was as plain as day. I just hoped that if I told her my choice, Plum would decide to walk alongside me.
“I’m not mad, Plum,” I announced. I deliberately stalled before answering to appear as though I were processing the information she just provided.
“You aren’t?” She was shocked.
“No. I’m hurt but I get why you did it. I caused you a lot of pain,” I inhaled deeply and glanced down at the tattoos on my arms. I was suddenly wishing they would move right now—start turning backwards and return me to that moment when I made the worst decision of my life by choosing Tina, who meant nothing to me. But I couldn’t run away from my mistakes. I had to take responsibility and learn from them in the process. “What you did wasn’t right; and what I did wasn’t right either. But I understand it. I just want to put this behind us so we can move on. That is, if you can do the same.”
“I don’t know what to say. How the hell can you be so understanding?” she asked as she shook her head and fresh tears returned. “I wasn’t so understanding with you and Tina at all,” she squeaked, her eyes welling up again. “I ran to him because of that, Isaac.”
“I know,” I answered, but I no longer cared to hear any more about it. I just didn’t have the strength to respond. “No more tears, Plum. I want to know one thing though for sure, so think about it before you answer,” I paused, and she waited. “Is it really over with Justin?”
“Yes,” she didn’t hesitate and the timing reflected her conviction. “It won’t happen again.”
“Okay. I feel the same way,” I replied, taking a deep breath. “I swear to you I won’t ever hurt you like that again.”
“What about Tina?” she inquired, facing me with new pain in her eyes. “I know she must have reached out to you.”
“She did,” I admitted, hating the doubt I still saw in my girlfriend’s eyes. Doubt put there by me. “And I’ve ignored her calls and texts. I want nothing more to do with her. I might have been a shitty boyfriend to you but she was shitty as your best friend too.”
Plum nodded because she couldn’t argue either point. She didn’t say anything though so I continued.
“Let’s just put all of this behind us, please? I want to move forward now,” I reminded her. I rested my hand underneath her chin and brought her face up so her eyes were level with mine. “I love you, Plum. So fucking much.”
“I love you too!” She threw her arms around me, nearly throwing us both off the bed.
“There is just one thing though,” I started. Plum’s body stiffened as if she were anticipating more bad news. “I want my New Year’s Eve kiss. Some asshole stole it from me.”
Plum pulled away and grabbed my face with both hands. “Mister, you’re gonna get a lot more than a New Year’s Eve kiss.”
*
We had wild, passionate sex that night.
No roman
tic touching, whispered feelings or dim lighting. No. This was the kind of sex where any semi-flat surface was all that was necessary. And any and all positions were on the table too, literally! We both took from the other whatever we wanted. Having been made for each other in so many other ways and dimensions, sex was no different.
In the time it takes most people to walk five steps in any direction, we had already ripped each other’s clothes off, and were groping and kissing. I wrapped my arms around Plum’s waist and lifted her off the ground before throwing her down onto the bed. I had to admire her beautifully proportionate figure. For only a second, that is. Now wasn’t the time for me to gaze at her. Not when I was so overcome with the urge to claim her, and make her mine again.
I grabbed her milky white legs and spread them apart, lowering myself down between them and kissing every inch of her along the way. I watched her eyes, which in turn, were watching me. They rolled back into her head as I settled my face between her legs. I kissed her wetness, hearing her gasp as soon as I did so.
I began very slowly with my tongue, licking and flicking her clit up and down, repeatedly. Her thighs clasped my ears, making it impossible for me to hear her purrs and moans. I couldn’t suppress an amused smile when I settled my tongue on her clit with the sheer determination to turn her into a shivering mess. She responded immediately, gripping my hair and pushing my face harder against her, which made it somewhat difficult to breathe. But I wasn’t overly concerned with my respiratory system now. No, my sole focus was on rocking Plum’s world. I intended to give her an orgasm that would leave her begging for me to penetrate her with everything I had. Turned out, she didn’t want to wait that long.
“I want you, baby,” she moaned. “Please, Isaac, I need you inside me now!”
“Are you ready for me, baby?” I asked, just to make sure I wouldn’t hurt her. I was so ready. Beyond ready and very willing. My cock was at full attention and aching to be inside her.
I positioned myself at her opening, and without any warning, thrust hard inside her. I could feel her whole body tensing up as she screamed out. I grabbed both her shoulders and sunk myself deeper inside her, barely conscious of anything but how incredibly good she felt.
“Aaaaaah!!” she cried out with relieved pleasure.
I gave it to her hard, as hard as I possibly could without breaking her. I used her shoulders for leverage as I impaled her against the bed. Sex with Plum was way too special just to have her bend over in front of me. Even though the vision of her delectable ass in the air was almost irresistible, there was nothing I loved more than staring into her eyes while being buried deep inside her. The familiar look of daring and naughtiness that always shone in them was enough to send me over the edge…and it always did.
“Oh god, yes!! You feel so amazing! Give it to me!” she screamed.
“Get on top of me, baby. I want to watch you,” I ordered.
She wasted no time and got on top of me. Grabbing the slippery hilt of my cock, she placed it at her opening once again. Looking directly into my eyes, she lowered herself onto me and the warmth of her insides hurled me instantly into nirvana. She rocked back and forth, and up and down with a speed that only she controlled, using one of her hands to rub herself furiously, all while staring into my eyes. With a look of complete concentration, she continued to work on me and herself at the same time.
“Oh god!” she screamed.
“You’re mine, babe, and I’m yours,” I said to her, feeling the sincerity of my words all the way to my core.
Plum’s eyes were like moons and as bottomless as the deep blue ocean. Her head was in line with the arch of her back and I could feel her entire body when it began to seize as she thrust her fingernails into my pecs.
“I’m cumming baby!!!” she shrieked, so loud that I had no doubt everyone within a five-mile radius was also aware of that fact.
“Yes, baby!” I yelled back. “I fucking love you!”
Her arms straightened as her fingernails scored into my chest and her body convulsed with pleasure. I didn’t wait for her to finish shaking. I threw her onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. While she was still quaking and moaning, I thrust myself deep inside her. She cried out as I pulled myself in and out of her as quickly as I could.
Gritting my teeth, the climactic wave washed over me before I exploded deep inside her. My body shook for several seconds as the euphoric orgasm completely enveloped me. I held onto her with all I had and she held onto me just as tightly until we both stopped shaking. As soon as we looked at each other, I gripped the back of her head and brought her lips to mine, anxious to be close to her again.
We were both entirely spent. Plum was the first to close her eyes, but I stayed up, staring at her and watching her chest go up and down with each breath. I could only admire her beauty and how peacefully she slept. I was falling madly in love with this striking woman. Whatever mistakes we both made on New Years were banished from my mind. All I could think about was this point forward. Plum was the only woman with whom I wanted to spend the rest of my life. And that was what I needed to believe in—not past regret for the mistakes we both made.
Beaches, long vacations, I wanted to do it all with her and only her. She was the only one for me and I knew it all the way to my core. True, we were chaotic. But the highs I experienced with her were the greatest highs of my whole life. I knew she would agree. We both had to find a way to heal from all the recent bad behavior and move closer to our happy ending. The future certainly wasn’t etched in stone, but she was my other half, my soul mate and no matter what, she always would be.
“Goodnight, Plum. I love you,” I whispered to her. She shifted as if she heard me but made no outward reply to acknowledge it. Then she muttered something that sounded completely unintelligible and I knew she was fast asleep. I smiled, gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and closed my eyes.
Chapter 6
A violent twisting sensation in my stomach swept through me. It happened so suddenly that I was already moving an arm toward the area before I was even completely awake. Or, at least, that’s what I intended to do. For some reason, my hand was slow to respond, as if someone were holding it down to resist every effort I made to move it into the desired direction. I begrudgingly opened my eyes to see what was causing the problem.
Both of my eyes nearly fell out of their sockets at what I saw.
I was floating! My entire body was weightless, my arms hung limply at my sides while my legs, which were bent awkwardly backwards, trailed behind. However, I wasn’t stationary while floating. The swirling rush of air blew on my face with a rapidly increasing force, making me all too aware of that fact. I was being levitated, rising toward the vaulted ceiling of my bedroom.
What? What is this? It sounded like a very distant whisper when it popped into my head and just as quickly vanished. Naturally, it was left unanswered.
After searching the furthest recesses of my mind, I realized that while all my senses were still working, a blanket of confusion seemed to be smothering how my brain interpreted them. I was feeling inexplicably nonchalant and almost carefree. There was absolutely no reason for it. My current predicament should have scared me right out of my wits. To my surprise, I wasn’t afraid, but I couldn’t shake the inkling that there was something glaringly obvious about all this. I could not immediately identify it so it remained slippery, skillfully evading me in its significance.
Slowly inhaling, I mentally gathered whatever parts of my scattered, foggy brain that I could together. I was desperately trying to remember how the hell I’d gotten here. It took a few moments and every ounce of intense concentration to jog my memory but I did. Ever so vaguely I remembered that, only a few seconds ago, I was in bed next to Plum. I closed my eyes and when I opened them up again, I found myself here. All at once, the true nature of my situation, and my otherwise absent-mindedness, became clear as day.
I’m in a dream!
&n
bsp; The blatancy of that fact dawned on me and I knew deep down exactly what was happening. I tried to resist my body’s upward momentum, despite the lack of gravity, struggling to swing myself completely around until I was facing the opposite direction. I found myself staring at Plum, still glistening with sweat from our furious bout of lovemaking and sleeping comfortably in soft sheets and pillows. Lying right there next to her, I saw my own half naked body, neatly tucked beneath the sheets and sleeping all too peacefully. There was certainly no denying it now.
I swung myself back around just in time. My body crashed into the ceiling of my bedroom. My heart began to pound hard and fast, as if it were galloping through my chest. My mouth and eyes opened wide, seemingly frozen in that position. I tried to scream, yet no sound came from my lips. My hands rose up wildly to shield my face, at the same moment my lips slammed into the white, spackled surface of drywall.
But nothing happened. I felt no impact, yet even with my hands still covering my face, I knew my ascent had not stopped one bit. I slowly peeled my hands from my face and peeked out from underneath them. What I saw made me remove my hands altogether and I dropped my arms slowly back to my sides. All my concentration was centered on what I saw directly in front of me, a night sky so pitch black that I could not see anything else.
What?! How?!
I strained my neck around, looking behind me just in time to glimpse the roof of my townhome fading in the distance. A large lump formed in my throat as I understood what had just happened. I did go through the ceiling. My body had somehow passed right through the confines of my own home. I was now spiraling upwards into the darkness of the unknown. I tried to soothe my increasingly panicked mind by rationalizing what was happening to me.