Lacey
My head was spinning when I thought about almost having sex with Joey. Had Shayne not come looking for me, I would have been in his bed, letting him have me.
How could I have been so stupid?
Shayne left promptly, with a smile on his face as he walked out the door. I didn’t want to give him false hope, but I couldn’t let go like I thought I could. As much as I wanted to be able to move on and no longer hurt, I found myself consumed with guilt, over Joey. He’d been right about the chemistry between us. It was there and also electrifying. When Joey touched me I could feel every emotion possible. My senses were heightened and I knew that if I let him take me to bed, it would be something I would never forget.
When he heard the door close, he walked back into the living room and stood there looking at me. “You’re leavin’ aren’t ya?”
“It’s not like that, Joey. Please don’t make this any harder than it already is.”
He walked into his bedroom without saying anything. Feeling like I needed to be fair to him, I followed. He was gathering clothes out of his dresser to change in to. “You don’t need to explain, Lace. I’m a big boy. I get it. Shayne wants another chance and you’re goin’ to give it to him.”
I walked up behind him and touched his arm. “It’s not like that, but I’m not going to lie to you. I still love him.”
He looked down into my eyes and smiled. “I told you, no explainin’ necessary.”
He was being standoffish and it led me to believe that he was upset I was leaving. It made me consider that maybe he was more interested in me than I’d thought. Why else would he have been so broken up about it? “You were right earlier, when you said the attraction was mutual. I feel it too. I just couldn’t bring myself to admit it, out loud.”
He pulled a clean shirt over his head. “What do you want me to say, Lace? You want me to beg you to stay? You want me to tell you all the reasons that you should end up in my bed tonight instead of his, because I’m not goin’ to do that.”
The more salty he acted, the more it made me want him. Shayne was waiting for me and all I could think about was feeling Joey’s kisses all over me again. Just imagining them made a rush of heat form between my legs.
Without regard for the repercussions, I pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it at his face. When he removed the article of clothing from his view, I backed up and bit down on my lip as I came to the edge of his bed. “How about you give me a reason to come back?”
I backed myself up onto his bed and watched him approaching me. He climbed up and removed his shirt before making it to where he could reach down and kiss me again. Right away, the tingling began and I knew that even though I was going to regret it, I needed to know what was happening between us.
Joey teased me with his tongue then pulled away. “Tell me, Lace. Say the words.”
I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath. Since I’d never put myself in this type of situation, it was hard to be able to admit that I wanted what was about to happen. Yet, imagining walking out of his bedroom wasn’t an option. This man had me so worked up that I would never be able to forgive myself if I didn’t see where it led. The passion between us was so clear and all I wanted was to feel what it was like for us to come together.
“I want you to fuck me. No. I need you to.”
He smiled and drug his bottom lip over one of my breasts. “You say one thing, but you mean somethin’ entirely different.” He lifted my hand and placed tiny kisses over the back of my fingers. “I’ll be gentle with you; making sure I kiss every inch of your skin. After that I’m goin’ to make you cum and when you scream out my name, it will be because you don’t want me to stop touchin’ you.”
His words were making me pant, just imagining him being able to do what he was promising. I could barely speak, I was so turned on. “Take off my shorts and get started then.” Pretending to be subtle was difficult.
Joey stared into my eyes and he slowly removed the shorts off of my legs. He took pride in watching me squirm around as he removed my panties. “Don’t get shy on me. I’ve waited too long to see you naked.”
I ran my fingers over my right breasts. “Was it worth the wait?”
He put his hand up to his chin and looked me up and down. “Roll over and give me the full show.”
I rolled over, sticking my ass up and rubbing one of the cheeks. “Is this what you like?”
He fell down on top of my back. “I like it all.” I could feel his erection hitting my leg as he grabbed my hair and yanked it slowly, while being positioned like he was going to take me from behind. “Oh yeah, I’m going to fuck you so good.”
He rolled me over and backed off the bed, taking my foot into his hands and kissing my ankle. I pointed my toes and watched him watching my reaction. His tongue led the way as he kissed his way, inch by inch, up to my thigh. When his eyes left mine and went to my pussy, I wanted to inexplicably scream with anticipation. He was doing all that he could to avoid touching me there. The more he kissed the more I mentally pleaded with him to take me.
Joey’s face went lower, close enough to be able to touch me there, but he kissed my opposite thigh instead. He laughed, knowing how crazy it was making me. “You want me to touch you, don’t you Lace?”
I nodded.
“Flip over, you’re not ready for me yet.”
He was crazy if he thought that I could handle much more. His kisses were bad enough on my thighs, but when he leaned down and started kissing the cheeks of my ass, I thought I was going to collapse on the bed. The back of my thighs had never been a sensitive part, so I thought. Joey's tongue trailed over my skin and my body began to tremble as I felt his hand sliding between my legs. I knew I was wet; so wet and prepared for him, but I couldn’t have prepared myself for the way his fingers slid right inside. He’d done that to me; making me so horny that I was dripping with desire.
“Exactly how I want your pussy; wet and ready.” He took the moisture and spread it over my clit, allowing the slipperiness to work to his advantage. I was lingering on my knees, but shaking so much that I became too weak to hold myself up. The jolts of my orgasm had consumed my limbs, causing me to lose control. I put my face into the pillow as he inserted fingers in me, while using his other hand to roughly rub my throbbing clit. My ass bucked and I felt my body reacting to the movement of his touching me.
I thought that when he pulled his fingers out, he’d be ready to go, but once again I was wrong. “Turn over and hold up your legs. This time I’m going to watch you cum.”
He sat up on his knees and allowed me room to twist around. Our eyes met as I lifted up my legs, spreading my pussy open for him. My nipples tingled and I wanted to touch them, except I was busy holding my ankles. Joey licked his lips and sank down low in the bed. He smacked my pussy lightly, getting a reaction out of me immediately. He blew on it and I threw my head back on the pillow, unable to keep my eyes open any longer. He pinched my clit between his fingers and blew on it. I could feel it throbbing, like a heartbeat. This time, when his fingers penetrated me, I really did cry out. My hands let go of my legs and they fell down on either side of him. My body bucked and I dug my nails into my own skin.
Finally, I calmed and a very pleased man slid up beside me, kissing me gently on the lips. “You’re so sexy when you cum, Lace.”
I went to say something, but he stood up, fully erect under his shorts, and put his shirt back on. I sat up. “Wait! Where are you going?”
“You’ve got somewhere to be and I need to reheat your breakfast.”
“Joey, wait. We aren’t done here.”
He climbed back on the bed and met me in a kiss full of tongue and angst. “You’re right, we’re not, but I’m not about to give you everything so you can walk away and never look back. This way, I know you’ll return.”
“So, you’re just going to walk out of the room, even with me here, sprawled out and naked?”
He kissed my neck and ran his hand up
between my breasts. “It’s very difficult.”
I pointed to the teepee in his pants. “Are you planning on icing that down?”
“Nah, it will be waiting for when you get back.”
“What if I don’t come back?”
He stood up and laughed. “Then I will be icin’ it.”
“Do I have to beg?” I wanted more and it was making me crazy that he could be alright with leaving me hanging.
“Patience is a virtue.” He crossed his arms and leaned on the doorframe. “It’s goin’ to happen, so I’m not worried about waiting. Your head is too messed up today.”
“I know what I want.” He kept walking out of the room, even though I was embarrassing myself by pleading. All bets were off when it came to restraining. I wanted him, even more than before. He’d given me a taste and I was craving for us to continue, with no regard for what could come out of it.
Chapter 11
Shayne
Lacey met me two hours later. When I’d left, she was a crying mess, but in that short amount of time, she seemed calm but withdrawn. In fact, she didn’t say much as we drove to the first address. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah, sorry.”
I couldn’t help but ask. “Did you have a fight with Joey? I won’t apologize for that, you know.”
“We didn’t fight.”
“What’s with the silence?”
She shrugged. “Shayne, I’m not going to lie you, because lies are the reason that we broke up in the first place. This isn’t easy for me, but you need to know.”
I cut her off. “You’re sleepin’ with him, aren’t you?”
I looked over and she was looking out the window. “No. I mean, sort of.”
“Sort of. You either fucked him or you didn’t.”
“We’ve never had sex, well, not all the way.”
“I don’t want to hear about this, Lace.”
“So you’d rather me lie? Do you want me to pretend everything is okay?”
“No, but I want you for myself. I don’t want to share you with that asshole or anyone else.”
“I didn’t want to share you, but clearly you thought it was okay to hook up with other people.” I could tell from the way she was being defensive that he’d gotten under her skin.
I reached over and tried to touch her hand, but she pulled away. “Do you have feelin’s for him?”
“I like him.”
“What about me?”
She looked at me as I pulled over and put the car into park. “I still love you.”
Lacey wouldn’t look at me and I could tell she was conflicted. I’d never considered what it was like for the other person in a relationship to have to share affections. I felt like shit. “I can be faithful. I’ll change.”
She turned and finally peered at me, but the look on her face was different. “Have you been with anyone since we broke up?”
I could feel the bile rising to my throat. Why had she asked me that? Was it really important? “Of course not.” The lie lingered on my lips. I knew it was wrong, but telling her the truth would of sent her right back to Joey. Knowing that she still loved me meant I had a chance. I needed a clean slate to make things right. I couldn’t add fuel to the open fire and expect to not get burned.
Lacey smiled, seeming pleased of my faithfulness, even though it was a load of crap. “Did you really miss me?”
I ran my hand through her hair and leaned against the headrest. The sun came in the window, showing off the natural highlights of her blonde hair. “Like a crazy person.”
“Yeah. I know what you mean.”
We stared at each other for a few moments, saying nothing. We were together, maybe not as a couple, but she was still with me and she loved me. It was enough for me to be happy about. Lacey was worth fighting for and I just needed to prove it to her.
We saw three apartments, all about thirty minutes from where I worked. Provided that my dad would have me back, I’d be able to pay for it easily. Of course, if I had a roommate, someone to share my expenses and my bed, it would make things even better.
Lacey was great for the rest of the day, giving me her opinions like she’d be around to help me decorate. I took her out for a late lunch and she even agreed to go with me to get things from my parent’s house. I knew he’d be at work, so it was be easy to gather my things without him getting in my face again.
Peyton was in the kitchen when we entered. She gave me a look and shook her head at me. “Save it, sis. I’ve heard enough from Dad.”
I pulled Lacey in my room and shut the door before I could hear my sister respond. We were alone and in private, where no one could interfere. Taking advantage of the situation, I pulled her into my arms and held her there. She didn’t reciprocate at first, albeit it didn’t take her long to put her arms around my back and lay her head into my chest. “If I could go back, I would.”
She looked up and smiled. “Do you really love me, Shayne.”
I nodded. “I do.”
Our lips met and it felt so good to kiss her. After a few moments, she pulled away. “I’m going to go out and wait with Peyton. You better hurry in case he comes home early.”
I started packing up all my things in duffle bags. Twenty minutes later, I realized that Peyton could blow everything up in my face. I grabbed the rest of my shit and ran out toward the kitchen.
Lacey’s face told me I was too late.
Lacey
It was good to see Peyton and I wanted to chat with her while Shayne was packing. He was starting to push for more from me and I wasn’t ready for that, especially after being intimate with Joey earlier in the day. Not to mention the fact that my body tingled every time I thought of him touching me. It wasn’t right to be with Shayne when I was thinking of someone else.
Peyton hugged me right away. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too. How are you?”
She shrugged. “I didn’t think I’d miss Parker, but I do. Dad is being even more ridiculous with this whole baby situation. I can’t believe you’re standin’ here when Shayne got another girl pregnant. What are you doin’ with him?”
“We’re trying to be friends. He’s told me the truth about everything. There’s no more secrets between us. It doesn’t solve things, but it gives us a clean slate.”
“Shew, you’re a brave woman. If my boyfriend slept with two girls at once, I don’t think I could get over that.” She was calm and serious.
My mouth literally dropped open and I saw him walking into the kitchen. He put his head down and started shaking his head. “Take me back to the car, right now!”
Shayne waited until we got into the car to talk to me. He called his sister a few choice words before the kitchen door shut. After realizing she’d stuck her foot in her mouth, she didn’t offer a goodbye to me.
I refused to look at him as he drove us back to my car. All I wanted to do was get away from him. I’d asked him to be honest and he couldn’t do it, again. How was I supposed to move forward or start over when he couldn’t tell the truth. Our relationship depended on trust and I had none.
When he pulled up to my car, he hit the lock button so I couldn’t jump right out. “Lacey, please wait. Hear me out, at least.”
“Screw you!” I slapped him on the arm. “I can’t even look at you, right now. Two girls, Shayne? My god, I thought that cheating was bad enough, but now I get why you had to do it. One woman will never be enough for you, I guess. Save your speeches. We’re done and I’m not playing around anymore. I refuse to forgive you this time. Call one of your whores when you need pussy. I’d tell you to lose my number, but I’ve already taken care of that problem, when you crushed my heart the first time.”
I climbed out of the car and got into mine as fast as I could. Shayne laid his head on his steering wheel as I pulled away. He had me so worked up that I didn’t even realize I’d driven back to Joey’s, until I pulled in the driveway. I’d cried away all my makeup and looked like Hell, so I figur
ed I go talk to Sky. She always knew how to make me feel better.
Unfortunately, they’d gone out with her parents and weren’t home. I sat in my car crying for the longest time, until a motorcycle pulled in, catching my attention. Joey knocked on my window and I wouldn’t look up. He opened my car door and crouched down in front of me. “I’m not goin’ to ask you what happened, but my doors open if it’s where you want to go.”
He walked away, never forcing me to reply. I didn’t understand why he was so nice to me, but I didn’t want to be alone. Once I wiped my eyes and grabbed my bag of clothes from the backseat, I headed into Joey’s. He was in the kitchen and I could smell garlic. I leaned on the wall in between the rooms. “Do you care if I get a shower?”
“My shampoo smells like a man.”
I smiled. “I don’t even care.”
As I entered his bathroom, I could already smell the scent of his shampoo. It reminded me of the way his skin smelled when we kissed. I stripped out of my clothes and let them lay on the bathroom floor. It was pathetic, but I didn’t even have the energy to pick them up. The hot water fell over my head and I wrapped my arms around my body, unable to control my emotions any longer. I began to sob in the shower, thinking about Shayne and everything we’d never have. I don’t know why it hurt more than the first time. I guess I’d built up so much hope of us having a second chance. I wasn’t going to jump into bed with him, but I considered starting off slow. It was definitely over this time. I felt insignificant, like nothing I could do would ever be good enough to make a man want only me. I never considered myself bad at sex, albeit it was possible that I was awful and just didn’t know it.
Why else would every boyfriend cheat on me?
I don’t know how long I’d been crying, but I heard the bathroom door open and froze in place. Through the sheer curtain, I could see him standing there, looking at me. He started undressing and it frightened me, because being intimate was the last thing on my mind, especially with him.
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