Wanting More

by Jennifer Foor

  I kept rubbing myself, even faster when he talked about the way I tasted.

  I can hear your breathing getting heavy. Use two fingers and rub them in a circle around that little clit of yours. I bet it feels good. Close your eyes and pretend it’s my tongue. Rub yourself the way my tongue licks you.

  I rubbed harder and was so darn turned on that I dropped the phone on the rug and threw my head back as I tried my hardest not to scream out with pleasure.

  “Shit,” I whispered I picked up the phone.

  Conner was laughing.

  Yeah, you miss me. Call me tomorrow, Blaze.

  I realized I was sitting the bathroom panting and got up and hid my phone quickly. As I opened the door, Rick was approaching it. “You sure you’re okay? You’ve been in there for thirty minutes.”

  I shook my head and grabbed my stomach. “I feel like I have to go to the bathroom and I can’t. My stomach is killing me.”

  His grin changed and he walked with me to the bedroom and grabbed me a nightshirt. “Go take a nice bath. Maybe the warm water will help.”

  I didn’t really know who this man was, but I was starting to really wonder how he could change and be the caring person he had become. Was it really because I’d fallen for someone else?

  I climbed in the tub and thought about hearing Conner’s voice. I should have been thinking about Rick and what he was up to, but Conner flooded my mind and I wouldn’t let him leave.

  Chapter 33

  Conner

  This was the first time in my whole life where I didn’t want to be in Kentucky with my family for Thanksgiving. I should have waited to call Amy, knowing damn well it was just going to make me want to see her more than I already was.

  By the time I got home, I wasn’t sure just exactly how to approach seeing her in person after having been away for so long. I didn’t know about her, but I knew just looking at her was going to make me rock hard, which could stir up a fuss if we were in someplace with other people.

  I thought about going to the salon and seeing her like I said I was going to, but just saying hello wasn’t going to be enough for me. I had to touch her and to be able to be inside of her.

  When I woke up the next morning, and started my daily routine, I sat down and sent her a text asking if she could meet me.

  I got excited when she said that she was planning on stopping by to the see the twins and Bella anyway. I knew that my sister wouldn’t be okay with us talking in my room, so I told her to drive down the lane and hide her car when she left and I would meet her in the barn.

  The only person I had to tell was Harvey and he got a kick out of me hiding a girl from my sister.

  The day went by so slow.

  There were certain things we had to do, depending on what time of year it was. Winter was always the slowest. The chickens kept us busy, but it wasn’t an all day job. After feeding the cattle and doing our counts, they were good for a while too. Ty was teaching Bella to play pool in the barn during lunch, because Miranda and the boys were asleep. I grabbed a drink and watched her playing with her father. She was cute how she would reach out to take her shot and stick out her tongue when she aimed. When she would miss she would stick out her lip and pout.

  I held it in, while Ty laughed at her. “Iz, you’re not going to make every single shot, sweetie, you can’t get all mad about it.”

  “But you and Uncle Conner make your shots.”

  “We’ve been playing a long time. You’re just learning.” Ty bent down to take his shot and he missed on purpose.

  Bella took her stick and tapped it on the ground. “Daddy, you missed on purpose!”

  He lifted his eyebrows and pretended to be offended. “I did not! Sometimes Daddy misses shots. Everyone misses, in fact, Uncle Conner misses all the time.”

  I picked up a billiard chalk container and threw it at his head. “Don’t listen to your dad, Bells. He’s the one who chokes under pressure.”

  “Chokes?” She didn’t understand.

  “Yeah, when he is playin’ a real match, he shoots worse than you.”

  Ty flipped me the finger and mouthed ‘fuck you’, before turning his attention to his daughter. He bent down and looked at me when he talked. “Your Uncle Conner has something called erectile dysfunction that makes him tell lies all the time. Don’t listen to him, Iz.”

  “Dude, don’t tell her that!” I shook my head, but couldn’t help but laugh.

  Ty was all red in the corner, until his daughter started asking more questions. “Daddy, what’s ereekile fuktion? Is he going to die?”

  She pronounced function like fucktion and I lost it. Ty’s laughter ceased and he squatted down in front of her. “Iz, that isn’t what I called it and I was just joking. I made it up. Uncle Conner is fine. Don’t say that word again, or your mother will kill me.”

  “Then your dad will be the one with the erectile dysfunction.”

  Ty shook his head. I’d called him out on his own joke and he hated that.

  “Don’t you have something you can do, or a married woman to call?”

  Bella was bent over shooting a ball and she wasn’t facing me. I grabbed my jeans where my balls were then walked out of the barn.

  Once my sister was awake, Ty and Bella went back in the house. I shot a couple games of pool by myself and watched the damn clock. When I saw her little car pull up the lane, I headed for the house. I knew I couldn’t make it obvious when we were inside, but I couldn’t wait to be close to her again.

  She climbed out of her car and I leaned up against the house, so Miranda couldn’t see where I was. “Hey, beautiful.”

  She smiled, but looked down to hide her face. “Where’s your sister?”

  “Probably lookin’ out the window for me.”

  She walked up to the door and looked over at me. I reached my hand out and she put hers into it. Our fingers intertwined together and I squeezed them tighter. She looked up into my eyes. “I miss you.”

  I pulled her hand up to my lips. “Have a nice visit. You know where to find me, Blaze.”

  Bella opened the door for Amy and she went in without letting her notice I was standing there the whole time. Once I heard them all talking, I walked around the back of the house and then straight to the barn. It was hard finding something to do when I knew she was that close. I should have just walked in there and claimed her as mine in front of Miranda. I was tired of walking on eggshells, but I also didn’t want them to stop being friends. Amy didn’t really have any real friends that were girls, except for my sister and Miranda was in the same situation. Sure she had Van, but they were family and in our family you didn’t have a choice.

  After about an hour, I heard a car parking on the far side of the barn. The way the lane curved, my sister wouldn’t have been able to see that Amy didn’t pull off the road.

  I met her at the door and grabbed her by the hand to lead her inside. Her hair was down and fell all over her face. “Hi.”

  I looked into her blue eyes as I went in for my first kiss in so long. “Hi.”

  As much as I wanted her, I also didn’t want to go all fast about things. I wanted to savor her and take my time. I kissed her lips and then down her cheek, until I got to her neck. My nose nuzzled over her ear. “I missed the way you smell.” I ran my hands up the sides of her shirt and felt her warm skin as I kissed over her ear. “The way you feel when I touch you.”

  Her breathing increased and as my hands traveled along the line of her bra and traced the underneath of her breasts, she couldn’t help but grab the button to my jeans and open it up. She reached her hands down the front of my jeans and took a hold of my shaft. I already knew I was hard. One kiss from her had done that. “Conner…” she couldn’t even finish the sentence because my mouth was on hers again.

  Her tongue played with mine, while our lips moved in sync. I pushed up her shirt and buried my face and hands into her breasts. As I pinched at her nipples she moaned against my mouth. One hand reached around he
r waist and pulled her into my body. She lifted her leg and started grinding over me, while stroking me in my pants. She backed away just enough to look down and watch what she was doing to me. I saw her licking her lips and threw my head back knowing she was turned on by it. I opened my eyes, because I felt her sliding down and yanking my jeans off my hips. She took her tongue and licked up one of my thighs while never taking her eyes off mine.

  I reached for her head and ran my hands through her hair. She took me into her mouth and as good as it felt to have her lips around my cock, I knew I needed something else. I’d gone too long without it and there was no alternative to the feeling.

  I picked her up and laid her down on the recliner before I yanked off her jeans. She lifted up her ass when I tugged for her panties to come off too. I stood in front of her fully erect and looked at her body. Her bra and shirt were pushed above her breast and her perfect pussy was spread and waiting for me to enter. I couldn’t help myself. I slid right inside of her. She was so beautiful; so perfect to me. I loved the way I felt when I was inside of her and the way her tight walls grabbed at my cock. The faster I pumped, the more she moaned and grabbed at my arms. I leaned down and kissed those puffy lips and as our tongues brushed, I knew I had to taste her.

  I pulled out, leaving my dick throbbing, while I bent down and buried myself between her legs. She grabbed my hair and I pushed her legs open more after my first taste. While running my tongue all over her lips and her swollen clit, I felt her jolting her body against my head.

  “Conner…oh God…oh…”

  I waited until she calmed down before I steadied myself against the base of her again. As I slid inside of her for the second time, I kissed her sweet lips. It had been too long for me and after just a few minutes I could feel myself letting go. She pulled me into her body, allowing me to fill her with my release. It felt so good; so natural to be with her like this. I needed to touch her every day and to be able to love her every single second.

  Afterwards, she cuddled her body on top of me in the recliner. From the fear of being caught we had dressed, but it still would have looked bad if someone walked into the barn and saw us. Still, I held her tight and rubbed her soft arms. “I don’t want you to go home.”

  “I wish I didn’t have to go.”

  “Don’t. Stay here with me. I don’t care what they think or say. Just do it because it’s where you want to be.”

  She brushed her fingers over my lips. “It is where I want to be, but I can’t do it, at least not today. I promise I will explain everything when I know more, but you have to trust me.”

  I hated this, but I did trust Amy and I also knew that when Rick wasn’t drinking, he wasn’t hurting her. If he would just keep his horny hands away from her, I would feel better about things. “I don’t like this.”

  “Conner, please don’t fight me. I need two more weeks.”

  I pulled her into me tighter. “You promise me that in two weeks you’re really going to leave?”

  She nodded. “Maybe it will be sooner. I just have to get Shelby to tell me what she knows. Rick is hiding something, I know it. There is no way someone changes as fast as he did.”

  “Just remember that he can change back just as fast. He lays one hand on you and you’ll be visitin’ me from behind bars, because I will fuckin’ kill him.” I wasn’t threatening her, that was my promise.

  Chapter 34

  Amy

  I knew as soon as I pulled off that farm lane where I wanted to be and I didn't want to wait any longer to have it. I don't care if I had to rent some run-down apartment and eat macaroni and cheese. I just wanted to be able to come home and be with Conner. I loved him and it wasn't just because he saved me more than once, or promised to always keep me safe. It wasn't because sex with him was the greatest thing I'd ever experienced in my life or because looking at him made my heart pound.

  When looked at Conner I saw something more.

  I loved him for sacrificing his own happiness for his family. I loved him for holding his heart on his shoulder and letting me in. He was a hard worker, who loved children. A badass who always made me feel safe.

  He asked me once to fall into him. I was ready to take that leap.

  When I got home, I had a determined mindset. The problem was getting around Rick. Being that Shelby was finally talking to me, I used my secret phone to ask if she could meet me within the next week for lunch. I had to know how she knew.

  This is Amy. We need to talk. Can you meet me this week sometime for lunch?-A

  I can't. He will know I told you. -S

  Please. I won't tell him and I promise to make it so you aren't involved. Shelby, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. He doesn't know I have this phone. Just think about it and tell me.-A

  I will let you know. -S

  It wasn't the greatest of news, but it was a start. In the meantime, when Rick left for work, I ransacked through every drawer, every cabinet and even the closets, but I couldn't find anything that would incriminate him. After getting the house back together, I felt like I was never going to find anything that would give me a way out.

  It just didn't make sense. Rick was this changed man. He was nice all the time and doing everything to make me happy. Even when we were first married, he wasn't that nice.

  A week went by and I still had no word from Shelby. Conner was back to stealing lunchtime kisses and back room make out sessions like we had never been threatened before. I think he was just at a point where he didn't care if the whole town knew we were having an affair. He was sick of waiting and the fastest way of having me for himself was forcing us to be caught.

  I considered just letting that happen too, but I always feared that we'd have to look behind our backs all the time and I didn't want that kind of life.

  With Conner being so determined, I continued to try to pry into Rick's life. The man was so squeaky clean that he looked like he was best friends with the pope. Finally, I started sending Shelby messages until she broke down and agreed to a meeting.

  While I waited for the meeting to happen, I kept up with the charade at home. I would wake up in the mornings and go to work as Rick was coming in. He would sleep all day and then have dinner ready when I got home and leave around seven for his night shift again. His holiday hours allotted me a lot of time to talk to Conner. A few times I even took the chance and snuck out to see him.

  The two week period had ended and we were literally a week and a half away from Christmas. Conner was begging me to just leave and spend Christmas with him and his family, but I wasn't ready for them to know like that. It was too many of them to face at once and I needed to talk to Miranda before I just showed up at her house. I know she'd offered for me to stay with her a million times, but this was different. I wouldn't be moving in just to get away from my marriage. I'd be moving in to be with her brother.

  Shelby and Devon met me at a mall that was about forty five minutes from town. I didn't mind the drive to keep her safe. I didn't recognize her when she showed up. Her hair was back to brown and even though she still had her piercings, they weren't really noticeable. "You look so pretty."

  She turned and looked at Devon. "That's what he said too." She grabbed a strand of hair and looked at it. "I don't know if I like the color."

  "I think it's perfect, but if you need to change it, I know a great salon that would do it for free."

  She smiled and sat down. "Amy, I'm sorry I was so awful to you for so long. You have to know it wasn't easy for me to live in that house with him. When you weren't around, he would take things out on me. All I wanted to do was escape."

  Tears filled my eyes. "If I would have known I would have taken you out of there. You have to know that."

  "I couldn't tell you, Amy. He threatened me."

  "He did the same to me. For a long time I believed that he really would hurt me."

  Devon reached his arm around Shelby and she leaned her head into him.

  "I don't understand why you ha
ven't left yet. I mean, you have the money to get away. Why haven't you?"

  I just assumed that she was referring to the salon. "I don't make as much money as you think. Your father is in charge of the bills and after he takes everything out, I barely have enough for groceries and gas."

  Shelby gave me a dirty look and turned her direction to Devon. "You don't know do you?"

  "Know what? Shelby, you are really confusing me."

  Devon grabbed her hand. "Tell her, babe. I know it's your dad, but she deserves to know."

  I was thinking the worst thing possible, like he had molested her, or worse. Shelby started to cry. "I'm sorry, I know he's an awful man, but he's still my dad. If I tell you this he could lose everything."

  I grabbed her other hand. "Shelby, please."

  "Have you gone through his things?"

  I nodded. "Every inch of our house."

  "You didn't find anything?"

  I was still so lost. I wanted her to just spit it out. "What am I even looking for?"

  "Search his truck, Amy. You will find everything you're looking for in there. If you haven't found it in the house, it will be there. That's where I found it." She stood up and pulled Devon with her. "For what it's worth, thank you for being so good to me."

  "Wait, what about lunch?"

  "We really need to go. Keep in touch, Amy."

  They walked away before I could say anything else. Apparently, the key to getting out of my marriage was in Rick's truck. The problem was that only he had the key and now I understood why he never took them out of his pocket.