Fervor

by Silver, Jordan

  Now she had her hands over her ears as if to stop the words, while she rocked back and forth, knees drawn up to her chest, head down as if waiting for a blow.

  Too fucking bad, if she wanted me, wanted us, then she was gonna have to answer the tough questions. I was already willing to put my heart on the line, leaving myself wide open for her to fuck me over again. If she couldn't do this with me, then we were done. Fuck that.

  "I swear on my fucking life Suzette..."

  "No, no, I'll answer, just give me a minute please." She unfolded herself, still rocking back and forth, only now she had her arms crossed over her chest.

  "I really don't know what I was thinking, it's not a cop out. I was confused okay..."

  "Why were you in the car with him?"

  "I don't...he met me at the gym. No we didn't plan to meet I don't remember what he said he was doing there, something about his car, but either way it was a chance meeting."

  I just bet it was slick motherfucker.

  "Anyway, we started driving I was going to drop him off at his mechanic or something like that."

  She furrowed her brow.

  "Then he started talking about the movie and how well it had done, about my career and where it was going. Then somehow it turned to you and Justine and I don't know, next thing I know he was kissing me." She was trying to catch her breath at this point but I didn't try to calm her. I needed her to finish I needed to hear it all.

  "I didn't want that I swear it took me by surprise, but then I don't know, everything just got away from me, but he wasn't doing...what you said before. He wanted to but I couldn't. Then I left the car and walked away trying to get my bearings. I don't understand how the paparazzi knew where to find me I never saw them at the gym. They must've followed me somehow, but I don't see how."

  I didn't bother filling her in yet she needed to finish her story first.

  "Then I guess in the picture you're talking about, I went to that window to try to clear my head. I was already feeling the guilt, but I was nervous too you know. I didn't know how to handle his advances."

  How about kicking the motherfucking douche in the nuts? That would've worked. I would've much rather look at pictures of that than of him rubbing his dick against your ass, an image that was now part of Hollywood's infamy. I didn't say that out loud because I know she would just freak the fuck out again, but I wanted to. Let it go Maddox, you promised, don't let your hothead get in the way of this. Just take a fucking breath.

  "In the picture it looks like you're laughing it doesn't look like you're nervous or unsure of anything, it just looked like two people having a good time on the side of the street."

  "Gage please, I promise you I don't remember all that happened that day but I promise you I was not there to cheat on you. Maybe for one moment the thought of you with that Justine person made me have a lapse in judgment, but I promise you I never once wanted him. I could never want him I love you. I'll always love only you, please you've got to believe me."

  And therein lies the heart of the matter, could I believe her? Should I believe her? I'd already decided to give us a chance so what real choice do I have? Fuck me over a barrel this shit is whacked.

  Chapter 29

  I could see Gage's frustration, feel his anguish, it tore me up inside knowing that this was my doing. I'd done this to him, to us. I selfishly wanted him to forgive me and go back to the way things were as if none of this had happened. But was I being fair to him? Would I have been so quick to forgive him if the shoe were on the other foot?

  I wanted so badly to hold onto him, but I loved him enough that if he needed me to, I would find the strength to let him go, although it would kill me to do it.

  He said he wouldn't leave but I was through being naive, there was a lot more at stake here I had bruised his ego before the whole world, made him a laughing stock. How could I ask him to put that aside and take a chance on me?

  The food his mother had brought sat on a tray untouched, I couldn't bring myself to eat though Gage had made me drink the herbal tea. Even now he was still looking out for me.

  Tiffany had come to the door earlier loaded down with shopping bags, which were now laid out across the bed.

  For the last half hour I had sat here in silence, Gage said we needed to take a break after my last episode. I wanted to be strong, I wanted to be the girl he fell in love with, I hated who I had become, what those pictures said about me.

  I'd finally got up the courage to read some of my own press and it was brutal. I don't think I could ever face the outside world again. I looked like a grade A slut, some had gone so far as to call me that. It was deserved.

  He'd told me about James and what he'd found and I was flabbergasted. I couldn't get my head around it, two people that I'd trusted set out to harm me, but why? What was the purpose? I didn't have the answer.

  Sitting here with nothing but my own thoughts to keep me company since Gage had disappeared, I took a good hard look at my situation, I was screwed, no two ways about it. It didn't matter that I felt guilty or that I was sorry, the damage had already been done, now all that was left was to pick up the pieces.

  I spent the next hour thinking things through trying to work out the best solution for everyone. I kept coming back to Gage and what this had done to him in the public eye. He said he didn't care about that but I know that wasn't true. Gage is a very private person, for someone who shined in front of the camera he craved anonymity. I had opened his Pandora's box. I was certain of one thing though, I could never survive without him, but could he without me? I couldn't accept that, we were made for each other, we belonged together and no one should be able to take that way from us.

  He came back not long after, his hair still wet from his shower, he'd gone down to the gym to work off some steam. He looked so good I wanted to jump him. It's the first time we were ever alone in a room together without touching in some small way. We were always very touchy feely, like two sides to one coin. How could we move on from that?

  "Come here."

  He held his hands out to me and I couldn't get to him fast enough. It felt so good to be held in his arms again.

  "I've done some thinking, listen to me now. I'm gonna ask you some questions and I need you to be as honest as you can, no bullshit, I won't get mad at you, no scratch that I'll probably get mad but I won't lash out at you for telling me the truth. Agreed?"

  I nodded my head and geared myself up for what was to come.

  "Did you at any time want out of our relationship?"

  "No."

  "Did you want to have an affair with Terry Poole?"

  "Absolutely not."

  "Are you stifled by our relationship?"

  "No Gage, I love our life together."

  "Do you love me Suzette or do you love the character in a movie?"

  "What, why would you, how could you even think that?"

  "Ssh, ssh, we need this okay, these are the questions we have to ask ourselves so we never come back here again." He drew me in tighter.

  I drew in a deep breath," Okay, okay you, it's Gage I love not some character in a script."

  " And you're sure you know the difference?"

  "Yes I know the difference."

  "Do you see yourself spending the rest of your life with me, think about that before you answer, because if we do this we're doing this forever."

  "I don't need to think about it I know what I want, if I've learned one thing from this whole nightmare it's that I could never survive without you, you're my whole world, my everything, I love you." He kissed me.

  I felt his lips on mine for the first time in forever and it was the most amazing feeling in the world. We kissed as if our lives depended on it, my hands buried in his hair, his large hands cupping my ass the way he was so fond of. I felt his need for me against my Mons, my body reacting naturally to the stimulus. I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, my head was swimming and my heart was doing cartwheels. He pulled away slightly.r />
  "I forgive you Suzette."

  Chapter 30

  The taste of her was intoxicating, heady, all consuming, our tongues battled each other for dominance but I was determined to win. Without breaking our kiss I walked us to my bed, holding her to me with one arm I used the other to throw the packages off the bed. I was in a rush now to get inside her it had been too long too long without this, without us. There was no room for doubts here it was just her and I as always.

  I could hardly leave her lips long enough to tear off her robe and my pants. There were hands everywhere, hers, mine, and when I felt her warm soft hand against my chest, over my heart, I finally let it all go, for this, for moments like this I will fight.

  " I love you baby girl, my butterfly." I kissed her temple.

  She reared up to meet me, tears falling, but these tears were different, these were tears of joy and renewal.

  "Love you too." She attacked my mouth with hers, her hands grabbing my hair tightly holding me to her.

  I had thought to go slow this first time but she seemed to have other ideas, she was ravenous, like a tigress she rolled me over onto my back as she ran her hands and mouth all over my body. I grabbed her ass, which was my favorite thing to do. Regaining the upper hand I threw her back on the bed towering over her, the look of her all flushed and opened for me sent me over the edge, all reason fled as I bit and licked my way down her body. When I reached her core I dove right in, no hesitation, sweet ambrosia.

  "Uhhhhhhmmm"

  That purr from her spurred me on as I used my tongue to fuck her while holding on tightly to her ass. I was gonna mark her but I didn't care, I needed to, needed to see my brand on her. I left her sweet pussy to nibble on her hips, her stomach, I left no place untouched. Holding her hands above her head I guided my cock into her.

  "Sweet fuck, you feel so fucking good baby." Warm, tight, snapping, she clamped down on my cock like a vice, so tight I could hardly move, I bit her nipple lightly and felt her clench and release, then I moved in her, hotly, forcefully, I'll be gentle next round. Raising her legs over my shoulders, I bent her almost double as I ground my dick into her, I could feel the opening of her cervix that's how deep I was in her, the sounds that came from her could probably be heard all over the fucking house but I didn't care, I was a man possessed reclaiming what was mine.

  "Mine, you're mine, this is mine." I had my hand wrapped around her throat holding her in place as I pounded into her.

  "Say it..."

  She was holding onto my shoulders, her hips moving in time with mine, her head tossing back and forth in wild abandon, just how I liked her.

  "Yours...I'm yours." She bit her fucking lip and I lost it.

  I flipped her over bringing her to her hands and knees and drove back into her with one long stroke. She screamed, I groaned as my body took over, there was no control, no finesse I fucked her like an animal. Holding her hair in one hand I pulled her body back onto mine, I fleetingly wondered if I might be hurting her, but I couldn't seem to stop. She was tearing into the sheets now mewling as she rocked back and forth on my dick. She was so wet every time I entered and pulled out there was more of her juices escaping down her legs onto the bed. I pounded her so hard the bed didn't slide, it jumped, but still I couldn't stop, her sweet pussy felt so fucking amazing, how had I forgotten that?

  It had never been like this before, this was new, I liked the fuck out of this. I was so close I felt it building in my spine, but not without her.

  "Come for me baby, I need you to come." I pinched her clit and pulled her nipple at the same time and she bucked against me almost throwing me off as she screamed out her release. I unloaded everything that was in me in three long hard spurts.

  "Fuck baby." I couldn't even fucking talk, so I just rolled onto my back bringing her down to my chest, calming her racing heart with soothing caresses. We were both limp as a motherfucker but somehow my dick was on the rise again greedy motherfucker, then again my boy had been deprived. Before we were calm all the way I was pushing her down on my engorged cock.

  "Ride me."

  Chapter 31

  Needless to say we spent the rest of that day fucking like bunnies, we couldn't seem to get enough of each other. My dick was seriously rubbed raw and I had to give butterfly a good soak in the Jacuzzi because she said her pussy was tore up. Of course I had to bend her over the side and hit it again, my dick didn't have sense enough to stay down, he was like a heat seeking missile all day and into the night. I felt that shit the next day though, my shit was fucked but in a good way.

  "Morning sunshine." I rubbed my morning wood against her tight ass. Of course I wasn't going to do anything, my poor dick needed a vacation, plus as hard as I was I knew if I fucked her again I might do serious damage to myself not to mention her. I never knew two people could fuck so much without some type of drug damn and my boy was still looking for more. I wonder if...

  "Get away from me you fiend." She scrunched up her neck where I was busy nibbling away.

  "Who me you sure it's me or that snapper pussy?" She wiggled back against me rubbing her ass against my dick and the poor sucker fell for it. Fuck it there were worst things than a sore dick. I went back for more. Maybe we'd spend another day in bed, my family would understand, and if they didn't who gives a fuck? I had my girl back I had to make sure every motherfucker out there knew that, and I'd made a good start, I left my mark all over her body, her breast her hips, and especially her neck where it was sure to be visible unless she wore a turtleneck and I was gonna make sure she didn't, fuck that, I'd reclaimed what was mine. Now that things were settled I was determined to plant a baby in her, as much of my seed that had spilled in her already I'd say I had a good head start.

  My mom is a fucking saint at every mealtime I'd get a text telling me there was a tray of food waiting outside our door. Other than that no one disturbed us, it was like getting room service in a hotel.

  My girl and I pigged out on all kinds of shit, from fruit and cheese to steak and potatoes. I was glad as fuck to see my baby eating again, nothing like marathon sex to get your appetite back. I loved that fat ass of hers too much to see it disappear.

  We played and laughed together, rolling around on the bed that we'd changed for the second time. I gave some thought to getting Rex but thought better of it, he didn't need to see his parents fucking hardcore.

  Did I mention I like the new motherfucking us? I liked being able to let go without worrying that I was hurting her, far from it, she gave as good as she got, my baby is a freak.

  We didn't discuss anything heavy, we left all that shit alone, as a matter of fact I thought it might be a good idea not to discuss that fuckery in our bedroom. This was our sanctuary our escape from the rest of the world, it belonged to only us. No one and nothing would be allowed to breach our haven.

  Wow I think Gage killed me, my legs were so weak I couldn't even attempt to walk, and my puss, forget about it. But everything hurt so good. He was a maniac, never seeming to get enough, not that I’m complaining, I was enjoying the hell out of this new us. This raw animalistic passion not that we weren't passionate before, it's just, this was different this was more.

  He'd left his mark on me, like this last time before he left me a listless lump on the bed before swaggering into the shower. He had every right to be cocky he'd left me beyond satisfied. I smiled and hugged myself, happier than I'd ever been, secure in our love knowing that nothing would ever tear us apart.

  We'd weathered the storm we'd come out on the other side together intact. I wanted to shout it from the rooftop, but first there was something I needed to do. I had to ask my love if he'd marry me.

  Chapter 32

  Fuck, I think I broke my dick. I'm in the shower after leaving butterfly rung out on the bed, I'm feeling on top of the fucking world, but my boy was crying. The water felt good and then again not so good. My girl hadn't been grooming herself in the last two weeks if you know what I mean, so there was a bit of a muf
f going on down there, my boy put up a valiant effort, but I'm not sure he was up to tackling a snapping pussy and a bear muff together again. One trip to the waxing chair coming up; until then I'll just have to shave her myself. That was always fun but usually led to me eating her out before fucking her silly I think that shit was out for at least the next few hours. Okay maybe two, there was still life left in my boy yet, stupid fuck.

  I was also thinking about the fact that with the way things were butterfly probably hadn't been remembering to take her pills. I'm a dick I know but I was really hoping I'd fucked at least one kid in her. There was no reason we couldn't have a kid, I was twenty six she was twenty two, a bit young yes but I was ready before this fuckery started and see no reason not to go ahead now that we'd committed to each other. We were also financially stable even if neither of us ever worked another day in our lives. I wasn't sure how she would feel about a baby right now, but I don't think she would mind too much, we'd always talked about having our kids young.

  It might seem like I was moving too fast after the fuckery, but I saw no reason to wait and I could give a fuck what anyone else thought. This was my motherfucking life if I want to have a kid with my girl that's our business everyone else could go fuck themselves.

  I ended up shaving butterfly not long after my shower and just as I expected we ended up fucking on the bathroom floor, the vanity, the shower stall, damn I really needed to take it easy for real she could hardly walk and my nuts were sore, I had to sneak an ice pack, just saying.