“Yesterday when I saw your body I went instantly hard. I’ve never wanted someone more than I did in that moment. You’re so damn gorgeous. Are you going to let me have you?”
“Fuck, Blaze, god yes, now,”
I didn’t know if I was making any sense and at that moment I didn’t give a flying fuck. He was hard, and aching between my legs and I wanted him to push forward and enter me. I felt Blaze shift above me until he was lined up perfectly at my entrance. I rocked my hips up and wrapped my legs around his waist then began to pull down. I was able to pull him an inch closer to me before he used his muscles to stop me. My hand gripped his shaft tighter and I began to stroke him up and down faster, if he was going to tease me, I would do it right back.
My hand wiped the pre-cum off of his tip, using it as lubricant. Blaze moaned my name as his hand came down to cup me. I knew how wet I was and that he could now feel it. His fingers trailed up my lips, and found my clit where he slowly moved in circles. I arched into him causing his dick to brush against my entrance. At that moment we both had enough with foreplay. Blaze’s hand shot out to the nightstand to grab a foil packet. He brought the wrapper to his teeth and ripped it open. That was when I stole it from him. His eyes widened as I leaned down letting my hands skim over him as I slowly and torturously protected us both. Blaze crashed his lips to mine, grabbing my hands with his, he pulled up and held my hands above my head. Then he shifted slightly letting his tip meet my entrance.
Our eyes met and held, as we watched each other as he slowly pushed inside of me. I felt his big dick slicing through me, as he grit his teeth moaning out something about my warm wet walls gripping him. He was only half way in when he stopped and held himself still.
“Blaze, please,”
“Please what?” He gasped, that will power of his was being tested as he tried to ease into me slowly.
“Give me all of you,”
“I’m trying,”
“Blaze just do it, stop going slow. You won’t break me,”
Blaze’s shocked expression met my eyes, before he smiled wide and gave us both what we wanted. He held my hips and thrust down hard filling me completely until I swallowed him whole. I screamed his name loud as my nails raked down his back leaving marks. Blaze hissed out a curse at the mix of pain and pleasure. Then he was moving inside of me, hitting so damn deep that I thought I was seeing stars. His hips arched back until he was almost all the way out of me, just the tip of his dick was left inside. His hands found mine as his fingers linked through mine. Again he met my eyes before he thrust forward, bottoming out inside of me.
“Fuck Chloe, I knew you could fucking take all of me,”
I smiled at him and began rocking my hips matching his downward rhythm. Blaze leaned down connecting his lips with mine. My mind went blank as our bodies took over. I could feel him thrusting inside of me, as my pussy gripped him so tightly. I was seconds away from orgasm, and there was one thing I knew with one hundred percent certainty. I would never regret this.
ZANE
They were having sex right this very second. I bolted out of Blaze’s house as fast as I could, but the sound of her moaning someone else’s name, I will always remember. I had stopped by because I still felt horrible about what I had done the night before. But I should have fucking called. The second I walked into the house all I could hear was the two of them moaning, as Blaze made love to my girl. So I had turned and ran for the door as fast as I could.
As I sat outside in my car, feeling like a little bitch, the angrier I got. Why the hell was she able to fuck whenever and whoever the hell she wanted to, but I couldn’t? At this moment I didn’t give a shit that I was the one in the wrong, and I was the one that had to prove shit and make everything up to her. No, the only thing that was flying through my mind was the need to bury myself inside someone and forget about everything else. There was nothing else that I could think of that would drive the memory of her away from my mind, and give me some damn peace.
That’s how I found myself at the bar on my third drink, while Cage and Axel sat on either side of me. They had listened to me bitch for the first half hour until the dinks started coming and my mind went numb. I wasn’t one to drown my sorrow in alcohol, but right now all I wanted was oblivion. It was on my third beer that I decided to slow down. I sat there nursing my drink and just watched my two friends. A group of girls walked up to flirt and they both instantly changed into seduction mode. It was a lethal combination to any woman around when these two went into their smolder mode.
Axel pulled a woman down into his lap, as Cage started sliding his hand up some other chick’s thigh. Well these two would be getting laid tonight, there was no doubt about that. Which made it obvious that I could fuck tonight. Where there was a group of friends that were down to fuck, there was always enough to go around. My theory was confirmed when a red head walked up to our table and headed straight towards me. She wasn’t the hottest woman in this bar tonight, but my dick didn’t care either way. The smirk that said I was ready to play appeared on my face and her eyes lit up immediately.
“Careful with that one carrot,” Axel said looking first at the red head and then at me, “He’s looking for an angry fuck tonight. If you can’t handle that, you better walk away now,”
“Shut up Axel,” I hissed, then grabbed the girl around her waist to tug her into my lap. She came willingly enough and tried to snuggle in, that was not going to help me tonight. I closed my eyes and shifted slightly away from her.
“It’s okay if you’re rough, that’s how I like it,” Mystery woman purred into my ear. Normally my boy would be up and ready to party right now, but he wasn’t coming out to play.
“How rough do you like it?” I whispered in her ear, letting my lips brush her ear lobe as I spoke.
“As rough as you can be. The harder the better,”
“I’ve heard women tell me that often. Want to know what I’ve learned about those women? They can’t handle me. In a matter of minutes they are asking me to stop,”
“I can take you,”
“We’ll see,”
There was only one woman who was able to handle me at my best, and my worst. Chloe took all my anger as I pounded it away into her body as fast and hard as I could. She never begged me to stop as my hand closed around her throat, or when I flipped her on all fours and slammed into her from behind as I tugged her hair hard. No this woman on my lap right now wouldn’t be able to handle me. But I would give her the chance if that’s what she wanted.
“Let’s go now,” There was no way that I was taking this slut back to my place, hell I wasn’t even sure I wanted to stick my dick into her. I was about to tell her no when the sound of Chloe moaning entered my mind.
I stood up, almost knocking her off of my lap and onto the floor. She caught herself before she fell, with no help from me. Obviously she didn’t care if I treated her like shit. What little respect I had for her disappeared in that moment. She should have told me to fuck off for treating her like shit. Instead she grabbed my hand and led me towards the back of the bar and into the bathrooms. This place was filthy, and it didn’t seem that she cared.
There wasn’t enough time for me to explain what was wrong with this chick. But honestly if she was ready and willing then I just didn’t give a fuck. Chloe didn’t want me anymore, and I needed to fuck someone. I pushed her into a stall and shut it behind me before walking up to her and spinning her around. She pinned her hands against the wall in front of her and stuck her ass out in offering for me. Nothing. Nothing happened, there was still not even the slightest twitch in my jeans. My hands pushed under the short as hell dress she was wearing and pushed up, showing me her bare ass. My hand came down and smacked hard.
Carrot top let out a yelp, that turned into a moan, a sound that usually worked for me, yet still nothing happened. Little miss impatient in front of me decided that she would take matters into her own hands. She spun in my arms and dropped to her knees, earning a grimace
from me when she touched the nasty ass floor in here. Then she got to work unbuttoning my jeans. Her hands wrapped around my flaccid dick and started to stroke. Then she tilted her head up to catch my eyes and sent me a smirk. My eyes instantly closed to block her out. Her face was not the one I wanted to see right now. My dick, and my heart only wanted Chloe. As soon as I thought her name my dick sprang to life. I heard the girl laugh with joy as she put her lips around my tip and sucked hard.
I opened my eyes and looked down expecting to see a head full of blonde hair. When I saw read hair and brown eyes my dick shriveled back up. Something was wrong with this. This woman on her knees for me was not the one that I wanted. This wasn’t my Chloe that I was letting touch me, and suck me. I groaned with self-disgust and gently pushed the woman away. Her face morphed to one of shock but I didn’t fucking care. I quickly put my dick away and zipped my jeans before walking out of the stall.
“Where the hell are you going?” Carrot top screamed behind me as I walked over to the sink to wash my hands. I smelled like her nasty ass perfume, not like the sweet exotic smell of Chloe that I loved so damn much. At least I didn’t finger this chick. I could just imagine what the rest of her smelled like.
“Away from you,”
“Why? I thought we were going to have sex. You promised to give it to me rough. And now you’re just going to walk out of here? What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you usually leave women horny and aching?”
“Something tells me that you’re always horny, so don’t blame that shit on me. There is a bar full of men out there, take your pick of them and bring them in here like you did me. You’ll get laid in a matter of seconds,”
“Fine whatever, walk out. I didn’t want your small ass dick anyway,”
“Don’t lie to yourself or to me Carrot top. The reason you’re so damn pissed at me, is because I am anything but small,”
“Fuck you!”
She screamed at me once again but I was already walking out of the bathroom. What the hell was I thinking walking into that bathroom with a woman like that? I didn’t want someone who had so little self-respect for herself. There was no way in hell that my Chloe would go into a nasty ass place like that bathroom to fuck someone, let alone a stranger that she didn’t know. Hell I was all for women who wanted to express themselves sexually.
There was nothing hotter than a woman who knew what she wanted and went for it. Except for a woman who used sex as her only good virtue. The woman I had just left behind in the bathroom was like that. I’m sure she had some good qualities, but I wouldn’t know what they were. The only thing I knew about her was that she had no self-respect and that she liked it somewhat hard, or at least she said that she did. I was betting that she would say she liked whatever it was that the guy was into that way it was a sure thing that she would get laid that night.
That woman’s parents should have taught her not to be a follower. Hell they also should have taught her that if a man treated her like I just did, that she should cut his dick off and tea bag him with it. I almost felt bad for carrot top. Someone needed to help her because what she was doing was going to end badly for her one way or another. But she wasn’t my responsibility, and I wanted to get as far away from her and this damn bar as possible. I might not have gotten laid, but I did learn something from being here tonight.
The life I once had is not one that I wanted anymore. That didn’t just mean bars every night. It included sex with anyone that wasn’t Chloe. When I had opened my eyes and saw some other woman, I was physically disgusted with myself. I wanted to beat my damn ass and then go and hop in the hottest shower I could before melting my skin off, just to feel clean again. I also wanted to go crawl into bed with my baby girl and forget everything that had happened over the past few months.
I stepped out of the back of the bar and was instantly surrounded by loud music and the smell of alcohol. The guys were still sitting at the table where I left them. I smirked when I noticed just what my two friends were doing right now. I was fucking positive that Cage was fingering the girl under the table, while Axel was getting a hand job from the other. Hell to each his own I guess. But the only damn one who would be jerking me off under the table will be Chloe. I chuckled as I got closer to grab my jacket and tossed it over my shoulder.
“Hey guy’s I’m taking off,”
“Why, what happened to the red head?” Axel asked with his head tossed back against the seat.
“Left her somewhere back there. Look I’ll see you later,”
“Cool dude. Drive safe,” Cage responded as his arms started moving faster.
I chuckled my ass off as I slapped both of them on back before walking out. The fresh air hit me in the face and sobered me up instantly. What I had almost done tonight would have ruined everything that I had worked so hard for. I was just so damn glad that I came to my right mind before I let it get further than it already had. Yes, I was upset that Chloe and Blaze were having sex. But she had every right to do that, I was the one that had fucked up so damn badly. She had done nothing wrong. This was all just her attempt to move on from me. So I would let her do this, but I damn sure would not let her move on from me, I just had to work harder. I would get her back, and soon.
17
CHLOE
The next day I found myself sitting on Blaze’s lap at his kitchen table laughing my ass off at some ridiculous story he was telling me. He was wearing nothing but his boxers and I was clad in only his shirt. I was so damn sure that when I woke up today that I would feel some type of guilt or shame. Hell I was positive that I would be embarrassed, and that would make things between the two of us awkward. The moment I opened my eyes Blaze had been awake and looking at me. We talked everything out and decided that we wouldn’t let this change anything between the two of us. Hell we were still really close friends, and we had no shared feelings for each other. If anything what we had shared the night before had brought us closer together in our friendship, it definitely made it stronger.
“Dude, shut up,” I said lightly punching Blaze in the arm.
“Ah, Ah, Ah, no hitting the hottie,” He responded wrapping his arms around my waist.
“You’re so conceited Blaze,”
“Babe, look at me. I have every reason to be,” he joked.
“You’re silly Blaze,”
He just laughed then slowly moved me off of him so that he could get up and stretch. My eyes instantly darted to his amazingly toned body and I felt my mouth start to water. This was all so new to me. I wasn’t used to wanting someone who wasn’t Zane, and I was happy that I was finally starting to get over him. However after what we shared, I was now more than ever curious about his story. There was a woman out there that he wanted, and he was helping me out, I needed the details because I was damn sure that I could help him.
“Blaze, can I ask you something?”
“You just did,” He shouted on his way back to the kitchen.
“I’m serious,”
“Chloe, you should know by now that you can ask me anything. You just might not get an answer,”
He came back from the kitchen and handed me a bottle of water before taking his seat again. When I made no move to sit back down or speak, he raised a brow at me but didn’t say anything. Damn this man had the patience of a god.
“What did you want to ask me Chloe?” I retook my seat on his lap and snuggled in, making myself comfortable.
“Man you’re comfortable,”
“Yeah? Say the word and we can run away together right now. Let’s turn this faksionship into a real one,”
“Oh god, shut up,” I laughed, shoving him again, “Seriously though, there is something I want to know,”
“What’s up?”
“Okay, look. You don’t have to tell me, and really it is none of my business. But since you’re helping me out in so many ways,” I stopped and blushed earning a deep laugh from Blaze, “Shut up. Anyways I want to help you out as well. I think I can do that, but I need y
ou to tell me what happened between you and Brittany,”
Blaze choked on the drink of water he had just took which caused it to go down the wrong tube. That resulted in a coughing fit that had me almost falling off of his lap from laughing so hard. When I finally got my laughter under control, Blaze was able to breathe again. He shot me a dirty look then tugged my hair hard.
“You really want to know?”
“I do, I can tell that you have no one to talk to about it, and since we sort of have this thing going on between us, you might as well be getting something out of this as well,”
Blaze shook his head and let out a laugh “I was in that room with you getting something out of this. Or did you forget?”
“Blaze, seriously,”
“Okay, damn. Just don’t judge me too harshly okay?”
“I wouldn’t. We all make mistakes Blaze,”
“Brittany and I were together since we were kids. You know that. We got together when she was fifteen and I was seventeen. Like you and Zane, but we were actually dating. Then we started touring. I talked to her mom and was able to get her to go with me. For three years she traveled with us, and kept us all in shape. Woke us up for shows, drove when we were all so damn tired, and got us gigs booked. Hell she was always there, if it weren’t for her I don’t know where we would be. Anyways we were taking a short break. Coming home, but we would be heading out again in a few weeks. Just before we headed out I started getting all of these thoughts. I was going to be a famous rock star. There were going to be thousands of girls throwing themselves at me, and I wouldn’t be able to do anything. I wasn’t a cheater. But the thought caught and started to fester. There had to be more out there than the high school girl I was dating. Right before we boarded the bus, that we now had because we had been signed, I told her it was over. That I couldn’t be tied down to some girl that I got with in high school. That I wanted to fuck around, and I couldn’t do that if she was holding me back. Then I boarded the bus and left her there. I didn’t even have the fucking decency, or the balls to break up with her before we were about to leave. I fucking left her standing there as the bus drove off. That was when our new manager asked why she wasn’t coming with us. That shocked me, I mean how the hell did he know her? So I asked him. He told me that she barreled her way into his office and made him listen to us. Without her, we wouldn’t haven’t gotten signed. I knew that I made a fucking mistake. Only then did I look out the window at her. She was almost out of sight, but I was able to see the tears streaming down her face as I left her,”
Almost Easy (Sinister Ascent Book 1) Page 17