Joey kissed me one more time and jumped off the bed. I felt confused until I saw him coming back in the room. He had something behind his back and I had no idea what it was. Had it not been for the giant smile he was wearing, I would have been afraid of what to expect.
He climbed back on the bed at the foot. “Close your eyes, Lacey.”
“You’re scaring me.”
“Just close your eyes. I swear I won’t hurt you.”
I listened and did as he requested. For a few seconds, I heard plastic moving, but nothing else. Even the bed didn’t move. As I began to say something, I felt something touching my right nipple.
It was cold and completely unexpected. I opened my eyes immediately.
Something red caught my attention as it was making contact with my nipple again. Upon further observation, I realized it was a frozen strawberry. Leave it to the chef to get creative with frozen foods on the first night of us having sex. I bit down on my lip and tried to prepare myself for the reaction to the coldness. “Close your eyes.”
“It’s cold.”
He reached down and sucked on my nipple. His saliva felt hot and my body reacted, making it harden. He pulled away and blew on the sensitive area, before taking the melting fruit and rubbing it over my other nipple. I gasped, even though I knew what to expect. I could literally feel it in my toes as it soaked my breasts. Once again, his mouth sucked away the coldness.
I opened my eyes and watched Joey bringing the strawberry up to my lips. My mouth opened and I let him feed me. When I began to chew, he leaned down and kissed me there. He pulled away and smiled. “Your pussy’s next.”
My nipples tingled, and it traveled down to my pussy, that eagerly awaited the idea of being touched again by Joey. He’d already showed me how easy it was for him to pleasure a woman.
He pulled another strawberry out of the bag and showed it to me as he focused on my pussy. I knew it was going to be intense, so I clenched the sheets beneath me as it made contact with my clit. My body bucked feeling the immediate, almost sting of the frozen fruit hitting my sensitive bud.
Joey rolled it around in circular motions, and the friction from the texture of it, combined with the sting of the coldness, was incredible. My hips thrust and the butterflies came, followed by my screaming out into the bedroom. He didn’t give me any time to settle either, as I watched him going down on me, determined and eagerly.
The warm heat of his tongue made contact with my clit and I lost total control of myself. I dug my hand into his dark hair and shoved his head back down over my pussy, not willing to lose the euphoric sensations that were filling every inch of my sensitive skin.
Joey fought me, pulling away enough that he could look right at me as his tongue separated the lips of my sex. I was panting as I watched him kissing my clit and then sucking it into his mouth. The pinching pleasure traveled up to my nipples and I couldn’t help but run my fingers over them, circling my own hardened nubs and pinching them.
When I watched him eat that strawberry, I thought I was about to scream out his name. It was so erotic and in seconds, he was back at my pussy, licking up my clit, like a battery-operated machine.
I kept squeezing my nipples as my body reacted. Joey’s head bobbed, but he never stopped lapping me up, even when I began to shake. He sat up and took my hand, bringing it down to my pussy and moving my finger over my own clit. After showing me what he wanted to see, he stopped guiding me and watched me touching myself.
I almost couldn’t stand the pleasure as it jolted through my body again. Joey kissed my inner thigh, then the back of my hand, while it circled over my clit. He grabbed it and moved it out of the way to kiss my pussy again, then he smiled. “That’s two.”
I moaned and watched him making his way up to kiss me. I could taste my essence on his lips “How many do you expect to give me?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out. Prepare yourself for a long night. I can cum twice before I need a sandwich break.”
I smiled and teased his lips with my tongue. “Prove it!”
“Are you challengin’ me? You do realize that I’ve made you cum four times now and never even fucked you?”
Of course I knew that. The anticipation was killing me, especially knowing how thick he was and how good it was going to feel when he was inside of me. “Give me what I want, Joey.”
He shook his head and started tugging down his shorts. I was too excited to look down, just knowing we were one step closer to it finally happening. The anticipation alone was making me want him more than I thought it was humanly possible.
Joey grabbed protection out of his dresser and rolled over to apply. I appreciated that even in my irrational thinking, he was responsible. At least one of us was. When he rolled back over he kissed me tenderly, like we had all the time in the world. It was so personal, the way he touched me, like I was the only woman he’d ever been with. He stared me in the eye, before looking down at my body. While holding his body up with one arm, He ran his erection over my entrance. His dick was hot and my tiny bud hadn’t recovered fully from the last orgasm, so the smallest contact made me react to him, exactly like he wanted me to.
I kept my eyes focused on him, concentrating on his olive skin and the way he had begun to sweat.
Joey leaned down and kissed me repeatedly, sucking on my bottom lip and pulling it. I reached for his mouth, but fell back on the pillow when I realized he was in position and ready to penetrate me.
We looked into each other’s eyes and I reached up and touched his face. It was right there, slowly entering me. He was purposely taking his time, allowing me to feel every single inch of him filling me. Our lips met and before he’d gotten all the way there, we were caught up in a mind-blowing connection.
Little cries escaped me the first few thrusts, but Joey never stopped kissing my skin. His hands explored while every move was geared to give me the most pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his back and clung to him as our bodies rocked together. Maybe I should have known better, but I found myself experiencing something that neither of us was ready to admit. We stared into each other’s eyes once more while I came another time; this time because he was inside of me, finally.
Moments later, our pace picked back up again. Joey’s focused face scrunched up and I knew he was fighting the inevitable.
However, he was much stronger than I’d imagined. He pulled out of me and rolled over on his back, breathing heavily. “Ride me.”
I climbed on top of him, grabbing his cock and letting it slide right inside of me. Then Joey grabbed both of my hands and held them as I began to ride him, like he wanted. He didn’t try to finish early, so he could get off and go to bed. He wasn’t trying to rush me out of his bed, or make promises to satisfy me that never were kept. He fulfilled me over and over, sending me to places that my body had never been before.
He never took his eyes off of me and that’s when I knew that he’d been right all along. Our intense connection was scary and that meant that when we came down off of the high, we’d created a mess that neither of us knew how to handle. His tough facade wasn’t in this bedroom. This man I was with was someone else completely and I wanted to know everything about him.
We’d crossed a line, acting on pure lust, and nothing was going to come out of it except heartache, because all along it was about sex and nothing else.
Joey erupted and finally let himself release nearly an hour later. Not only was I surprised about his ability to last, but also that he’d never been selfish, not even for a minute. When I felt him ejaculating, I got off again, tightening my walls and almost squeezing him out. He clung to my ass and held me still, until he could open his eyes and move around again. I fell down over his chest, sweating and out of breath. Instead of rolling me off of him, he held me and kissed the top of my head. “You weren’t lying,” I managed to announce.
“Woman, we’re just gettin’ started.”
Chapter 13
Shayne
/> My friends place at the beach wasn’t anything to write home about. Aside from it looking like a pig sty, it could have probably been condemned at any moment due to the structure being in such poor condition.
Chris Bono, also known as Boner, had been a friend since we both were lifeguards. We trained together and partied together.
Even though we still kept in touch, Boner hadn’t changed and still lived his life drinking and hooking up with random girls, even the small amount that came around in the winter.
He greeted me with a half hug and a smile, before shoving a bong in my face. “I missed you, brother. What’s goin’ on, man?”
Boner had a lot going for him. Aside from his parents paying for him to live at the beach year round, his father was a huge part of the Ocean City community. He’d grown up there and only moved recently, when tourism got too much to handle.
Living only ten miles outside of Ocean City, he frequently paid his son visits where he would press him about growing up and finishing school.
Boner didn’t care. He said he was happy and didn’t need anything more to feel adequate. He was a beach bum in every way and a part of me envied his easy going lifestyle.
“Shit hit the fan this week at my place. I had to get the fuck out of there.” He was going to want details and I didn’t know where to begin.
After an hour of explaining, several beers, and then my having to re-explain, he finally got it. “Dude, you really fucked up this time. Lacey, she was a fine piece of ass.”
“Yeah, I know. The thing is, as much as I want to be able to say that I could try to be with one person, I don’t know if I could. I care about the girl, that’s not a lie, but it wasn’t like I wanted to get married and shit.”
“I hear ya, dude. You’re better off just lettin’ her go. Girls like that will mess with your mojo, big-time.”
“Tell me about it.” I popped open a beer, that he happened to keep in a cooler next to the couch, so he didn’t have to get up to grab them.
“You need to get laid?”
“Nah. I just want to get drunk. This one has gotten into my head.”
“You sure you’re over it?”
That was a good question. “It doesn’t matter. She’s moved on already.” I moved my head around, disappointed. “She’s seein’ someone who’s related through marriage. I think I’m just pissed that I still have to see her.”
He looked shocked. “She’s seein’ a relative? Holy shit, dude, that’s lame.”
“We share a mutual cousin. It don’t matter.”
Boner took a hit from his bong and offered it to me, but I held up my hand to pass. While still holding in the smoke, he began to speak. “I’d show up at every function with a hot ass bitch on my arm.”
Hurting Lacey wasn’t part of some diabolical plan to make me feel better. I’d put myself here and I needed to live with it, without hurting her. “I don’t want to do that. She’s a nice girl. I just wish she wasn’t with that prick.”
When Boner sat his bong on the table he checked his phone before leaning back. “Annie and her friend are comin’ over.”
Annie was another local. She was raised by her grandparents and had a wild side that they had no idea about. Not only did she have tremendous tits, but she had an amazing body, skinny in all the right places and stacked in the others. We’d hooked up several times, including right before I got with Lacey and once when we were together. In fact, Lacey always seemed threatened by Annie, so I didn’t tell her that we still talked frequently.
When she arrived, her hair was done and she was dressed nice, as opposed to her usual bummy look. Her long brown hair was rarely down, and especially not straightened and styled like it was. She saw me and smiled, walking over and climbing on my lap without even looking around the room for who else might be there. Her lips pressed against mine before she spoke. “Mmm, I missed you, Shayne.”
My hands traveled back to her ass and I pulled her closer to me, ignoring the fact that her friend had sat down and was waiting to be introduced. Annie finally turned around and began giggling as she pointed to her friend. “Shayne, this is Megan. She’s my new roommate.”
I motioned to wave to the girl, but when I got a good look at her, everything in the room disappeared except for us. Not only was she blonde, beautiful and totally my type, but she reminded me of Lacey. When I said nothing, Boner added his two-cents. “Excuse my friend. You sort of look like his ex.”
“Shut up! It’s nice to meet you.”
She smiled and looked down like she was shy. It was different than I was used to. Most girls came on to me without me having to do anything at all.
Annie climbed off of me and walked into the kitchen like she owned the place. She came out with a bottle of rum and four shot glasses. “Before you decide to hit on my friend and take her innocence away, I think we should get drunk.”
I took a shot glass, but never looked away from the girl. She grabbed one and smiled, but I could tell she was uneasy. “Where are you from?”
“St. Michaels.”
In the midst of throwing back my shot, I began to gag. St. Michaels was ten minutes from where Lacey grew up. Realizing the millions of people in the world, I didn’t want to even ask if they knew each other. It wasn’t possible. Lacey had never mentioned a girl named Megan that I could remember. “Is your dad a waterman?”
She gave me a funny look, like I had offended her. “No. My dad owns the Inn on the Island. He also owns a fishing tour business here at the beach. That’s kind of why I’m here. We got a new office and it needs a lot of work. Plus people book their excursions in the winter for next summer. I work Monday through Friday in the office and go to school at Salisbury State at night.”
Annie leaned on her friend’s seat and pointed to me with the glass still in her hand. “You need to stay away from this one. He can be charming until he gets you naked.”
I gave her a dirty look and wondered if she’d made the announcement because she didn’t want to share. It would have been fine if this new chick wasn’t so intriguing to me. Annie was a great lay, but maybe it was time for me to slow things down. This girl was too nice to fuck and walk away from. I could tell that she was uncomfortable and hated that I was pegged as some douchey man whore. “Let the girl decide that herself.” I winked at Megan but she didn’t respond.
Annie walked back over and sat next me, putting one leg over mine. She put one arm behind me and looked back at her friend. “Or, I could just tell her all your dirty little secrets.”
I looked at Annie and clenched my jaw. She knew she was pissing me off and I think she was doing it on purpose.
Boner cut in before I could say something that would make her leave and never come back. “Are ya’ll staying the night? We need to get more liquor before the store closes.”
Megan stood up and grabbed her purse. “I’ll go.”
I practically pushed Annie off of me as I stood up, too. “I’ll go with you, since I know he doesn’t have any money.”
Boner put his hands up. “Hey, I supply the place, you’re in charge of the booze.”
Annie remained sitting, but added, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
As we walked outside, I finally felt like I was going to have a chance to get to know this girl. Then she turned around and stuck her finger to my chest. “I know who you are, Shayne. Don’t get any ideas of trying to sleep with me, because it’s never going to happen.”
Lacey
I woke to the sunlight coming in through a cracked curtain. Upon turning over, and discovering that the spot on the bed next to me was empty, I sat up. On top of Joey’s pillow was a note.
Lace:
Had something to do this morning. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen. I’ll be back around 3pm.
J
I traced over the words that he’d written in cursive and thought about how he’d made me feel, even after the horrible day I’d had. Joey’s touch made me forget about all of it, especia
lly Shayne.
Then the guilt hit me and I began to cry.
A knock at the door startled me, and before I could get up out of bed and find my clothes, I heard Sky calling my name.
“Lace, you need to open this door, right now. I know you’re in there hiding. Ford called Joey and made sure.”
I grabbed the blanket, wrapped it around my naked body and went to unlock the door. Sky was standing there with her hands on her hips. I held the door open for her to come inside. She plopped down on the couch and I followed. “I wasn’t hiding. I just woke up.”
She motioned to the blanket I had around me. “I guess you lost your clothes? Do you usually sleep naked when you’re hiding from your ex in another man’s home?”
“Shut up!” I shook my head and covered my face. “I slept with Joey. Are you happy now?”
“You said it was never going to happen. How long has this been going on? I knew you two were hiding something.” I hated that she assumed I was sneaking around.
“It just happened. You weren’t home and I didn’t know where else to go. Joey’s different when it’s just us. He’s nice to me.”
“Of course he’s nice. He wants to screw you.”
I had to know what she knew that she wasn’t telling me. “You think I’m stupid?”
“No! Of course I don’t. Joey’s a perfect one-night-stand, forget about Shayne kind of guy, but don’t expect anything else. Ford says that Joey doesn’t have girlfriends.”
“What do you mean? I know he’s not gay.” After last night and the way he devoured my pussy, I knew that was impossible.
“I didn’t say he was. It’s just, he doesn’t get involved. Joey likes casual sex and that’s as far as he goes. Ford told me that he’s never had a real girlfriend. In the time we’ve lived here, he’s had several girls come over and they’re gone by morning. I just don’t want you thinking that it could be more. I don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I’m fine and I don’t expect anything from Joey. We’re friends, who had one hot night together. It’s no big deal.” I was lying through my teeth.
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