by Kailin Gow
Chapter 15
Nat
Rachel goes up to Summer and hugs her as she begins wailing. My heart breaks for Summer, hearing her cry like that, but it’s the kind that is a long time coming. She needs to get it out…all that she feels, including Aunt Sookie’s death.
How much can a girl handle? She’s been through so much. Seeing Summer cry like that doesn’t make me think she’s weak. Seeing her cry, letting all the negative hurtful emotions she’s been holding inside, out, makes me think how strong she really is. She knows how to survive this. She’ll get over this, just like she’s gotten over other things before. But right now, if Rachel hasn’t gone up to her to hug her, I would be all over it. I would be all over Summer.
“It’s okay,” Rachel tells Summer. “No one was hurt. I must’ve scared him away before he could have pull something like that.”
So what if Rachel is hugging Summer. I know it sounds hokey, but Rachel’s my sister, and Summer is the girl I love so…I go up to them and hug them. It’s awkward at first, but it makes all of us feel better. “Summer,” I say against her hair on the top of her head, “You’re not alone in all this. Aunt Sookie is family, and she made all of us promise to watch out for each other and the Academy.”
“So, you can’t possibly think this is all about you, Summer,” Rachel says. “That’s not fair. This is about all of us.”
That gets a small smile from Summer. She wipes her face with her hands. “Thanks for that, Rach…Nat?”
I’m about to say something nice, but my phone rings. It’s from the team back at Donovan Dynamics.
“What’s up?” I ask Timothy.
“Good news! We traced some of the strongest leads we have on the cyber-bullies to real individuals. Most of them are located in the neighborhood close to the school.”
“That’s very good news.”
“So the next steps are to pursue them in court or to do nothing,” Timothy says, “if you want them to stop, and make them think twice about bullying Summer again, I’d go after them alright.”
“Then let’s do it.”
Chapter 16
Drew
I’m holding Summer in front of me up against a wall, her legs wrapped around my waist while I bang into her. She’s nice and slick, but tight, making it easy for me to slide in and out, but oh so good as I make my way deep. We fit so well together, our bodies were made for each other. My cock fits snug inside her, and her luscious breasts with their perky nipples jut right into my hot mouth like they’re custom-fitted for me to suck on, especially while I’m pounding into her like this, all sweaty, hot, and in a frenzy.
We keep going at a rhythm that speeds up as our need to go deeper drives us. Our hands are groping each other. Her hands are clawing my bare back, and mine are wrapped around her smooth round bottom. Gripping them, squeezing them, pushing her in deeper. She’s so wet, she’s practically dripping down my thighs. The feel of her hot moisture makes me lick my lips. I want to taste her.
With one hand holding her, and one hand pushing her up higher against the wall, I now have her positioned on top of me sitting upright. I wrap her thighs on top of my shoulders, and dive into her folds, licking her clit, lapping up her moisture like it’s honey, savoring her slowly like it’s the nectar of life. My fingers find its way into her, and I plunge into her stretching, reaching her spot and rubbing hard.
“Drew, Oh My God!” Summer cries. “Oh God, Oh Oh God!!!” She climaxes in front of me, clenching tightly on my fingers, while I bite into her clit at the moment of climax, enhancing her pleasure. She goes wild, and I take my fingers out of her and start stroking my cock, mixing her juices with the one from my tip. I’m as hard as a rock, and ready to rock her.
She’s shuddering and subsiding from her drewgasm when I turn and lean against the wall, sliding her down from my shoulders until she’s right on top of my tip. “Hello, Baby,” I smile at her, “welcome home” I growl before I impale her.
“Oh Drew,” she cries. “That feels so good. I’m so full.”
“Good,” I say slowly. “Don’t want to leave you starving for more…” With that I twist my hips, twitching my cock in her at an angle that sends electricity through us. Fuck that feels good.
I twist my hips again, and am rewarded with a long moan from Summer. She grabs my shoulders wanting to pull me in closer, deeper.
“Not full enough?” I ask.
“Drew, with you, I can’t get enough,” Summer says hoarsely. Her eyes are beautiful green pools of hunger as she licks her lips and begin riding my shaft fast and then slow.
Oh, it is my turn to groan. Her assertiveness and insatiable appetite for sex with me has taken me for a pleasant and very pleasurable surprise. I can’t get enough of her, and she can’t get enough of me.
She rides me hard and relentlessly until she breaks me and my steel control. Without a warning she pulls off of me right when I start twitching, surprises me once again, and takes my hot pulsing length into her mouth, licking the full length while I pour into her.
Licking her lips afterwards and smiling happily at me, she purrs, “I want more, please,” which sends all the blood back down to Second Drew again. He’s ready, hard as nails, ready to pound into Summer again.
Summer stares at Second Drew, her eyes wide with amazement, then hunger before she licks her full sexy lips. She pounces on me, pushing me to the ground before her fingers with her long red fingernails grab and stroke Second Drew, rubbing the tip with a sensitive touch that nearly pushes me over the edge.
Summer’s beautiful eyes look into mine and then down to where she’s holding Second Drew, stroking him, squeezing him. Her eyes look longingly at him and then directly at mine questioningly.
I smile while running my fingers through her silky chestnut hair. “Baby, it’s all yours,” I say.
She looks gratefully at me before wrapping her full red lips on Second Drew, pushing him deep into her mouth and throat. I close my eyes as she nibble, suck, and drink me in. “Oh, that is good, Sum,” I say, fisting my hand into her beautiful wild hair. “I like it long and slow like that.”
“Long and slow?” she asks, working Second Drew all in and slowly out, then licking from base to tip.
“Yes,” I groan, while she gets up and straddle me, pushing Second Drew deep inside her before she lifts up and straight down on me, causing me to grip her butt and pushing her down on me again. Fuck, this woman is going to get me to drewgasm heaven!
She keeps going and I pound into her at the same time, riding each other until we reach the point we can’t hold on any longer. “Do you love this?” I ask before letting go.
“Yes!” Summer cries.
“Do you love me, Summer?” I groan, plunging hard into her. “Or do you just love this?”
“You!” Summer cries.
“Which do you love most?” I ask fiercely.
“You,” Summer whispers, tears flowing down her cheeks. “I love you. It’s always been you, Nat,” she cries.
“Nat?” I ask.
Summer opens her eyes, and she’s horrified.
My heart plummets as I realize she meant what she said. I close my eyes in disappointment.
I hear a loud beeping sound. Very irritating. Very annoying. I open my eyes and stare right into the neon green numbers on the Bose radio clock on my nightstand. I pick up my alarm clock and fling it against the wall. Damn dream. No nightmare. For the second time in a row, Summer’s been picking Nat. The first time, she picked me, but now there’s more times she’s picked Nat than me. It’s always Summer and I making wild passionate love in every which way I fantasize. But the outcome’s always changing. I get up and get ready to work on my paper, tired because these dreams seem so real I feel as though I’ve had sex with Summer just like in my dreams. I’ve gotten them so often now since seeing Summer again last summer, that I’m used to it by now. The sleeping pills I get from Mom’s doctor helps calm me down and get me to relax though.
These dreams a
re driving me so crazy. Wanting Summer and wanting her body after her birthday dinner day, drives my body in need for her. I need to focus on getting my school work done so I can go back to the Pad for sure. Thank goodness for my miracle pills. I’m now focused and ready to go.
Chapter 17
Summer
Drew is supposed to show up last night, but he is under the gun to finish the rest of his high school workload before he can graduate early.
“Hey, Summer,” he calls. “How’s it like at the Pad without me?” He sounds upbeat, but there is a hint of longing in his voice.
“Horrible,” I say. “What can I say, Drew. I wish you’re here.”
“If you only knew how much I want to be there with you, Summer.” He lets out a frustrated groan. “I have one more paper to turn in before I can take off for vacation. Mr. Reber promise to grade it as soon as he can so it counts for this semester’s work instead of next.” His voice lifts and he sounds upbeat again. “I’m almost getting there! Just one more paper, and I’ll be officially done with high school and starting college early at USC!”
“I’m so happy for you, Drew,” I say. “You make me so proud.”
“I hope so, Summer,” Drew says. “I’ve been working so hard to get here, to change, to become the guy you would be proud of.”
“Drew, how can you think I’m not proud of you the way you are?”
“But you just said…never mind,” Drew says. “I thought you and Rachel couldn’t stand what I’ve become…some kind of man-whore, right?”
“I didn’t say I’m not proud of you,” I argue back. “I’m just not proud of what you were doing with all those girls. It’d be different if you have something special with them, but it just seems you’re in it just for physical gratification.”
“Summer, that’s because there’s a kind of guy culture you’re too innocent to understand. I’m glad you don’t, because if you do…”
“I’d be one of the bad girls you whore with, right?” I ask. “Wait, I am,” I said, remembering clearly how Drew brought me to my knees with his Drewgasms. My knees almost buckle remembering them. “What if that’s not so bad after all?”
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this from you, Summer,” Drew says, slightly amused, but frustrated. “You only want me for my body like the other girls.”
“Such a travesty,” I joke back.
“It’s a true travesty that I can’t be there to satisfy your needs, Needy Girl,” Drew says hoarsely. “After all, now you’ve got a taste of me, and I have a taste of you…” he smacks his lips loudly.
“Drew!” I laugh, turning red.
“I miss the taste of you, Summer. I miss tasting you.” His voice is low and sensual, bringing me back to the night of my birthday dinner when I felt so vulnerable and lost, when I wanted to get lost in all things Drew. “Do you miss me?” Drew asks.
“Of course I do,” I answer immediately.
Again there’s a frustrated sigh. “I want you, Summer,” Drew growls. “I want you right now on my lap while I play with your breasts. You have magnificent breasts, Summer. They’re the kind that would get you through any nightclub’s doors. They’re so perfectly rounded and soft, if you were in my harem, I’d force you to never ever cover your breasts up. I’d like to look at them, feel them, and lick them all day so you won’t be able to cover them even if you try.”
“If you’re doing all that to me,” I answer breathlessly, “why would I try?”
“Boy oh boy, Summer,” Drew says. “I’m tempted to hop on the jet to go get me some summer loving. I’m so hot for you right now, if I don’t find a release, it’s going to bother me all day long.”
“Poor Drew,” I say. “Looks like you’ll have to take a break from studying just for a little while.”
“So tempting, Summer. I wish I could.” Drew takes a deep breath and lets out another frustrated groan.
“I wish you could, too,” I say, wanting to reach through the phone to pull him closer to me.
“Listen, I’m a few pages away from being done with high school. I’m going to focus all my energy into it for the next couple of days, and then I’m packing up for the rest of the week, calling the movers, and hopefully by Christmas morning, I’ll be moving into the Pad.”
“That’ll be great!” I can’t contain my excitement about it.
“I have to in order to keep you sane. With all the craziness in your world, you have to have someone like me to keep you sane.”
“You sound just like someone I know right now,” I say.
“Nat?” Drew asks. “Well, that’s because there are some things…not all things, because I don’t always agree with him, that I admire and want to be like. Keeping a good head on his shoulders and being responsible are some of those traits I admire. Plus what Nat’s doing for you at Dad’s company working with Donovan Dynamics…it’s harder than it looks. He’s grown up a lot since summertime. All the stuff with Mom and Dad, Aunt Sookie, it’s made us grow up, hasn’t it?”
“Drew?”
“What?”
“Don’t ever think I’m not proud of you. Right now, I’m so proud of you, I want to reach into this phone, grab you, and kiss you.”
“Summer…” Drew’s voice is lower, and the light-hearted Drew is gone. “I know how much you still care for Nat, but I love you, too. I always will, and I’ll see you soon.”
He hangs up, and I’m left with my heart pounding. I’m getting close to Nat, so close, and that heated make out with him on the beach the other day…I want to get closer. Just being close to him is enough for me to react to him. He’s always been my hero, growing up. He hasn’t stopped. Nat has become much more like Drew, and Drew is starting to be more like Nat. I’m more confused about them now than during the summer. I’ve never meant to have such strong feelings for the two Donovan brothers. I’ve always loved Nat, and I guess deep down I loved Drew, too. Then Astor comes around to sweep me off my feet. I’m so incredibly lucky to have the love of three amazing and heart-wrenchingly beautiful men. I don’t want to hurt any of them. I know what it’s like to be rejected. Had years of it when Nat didn’t seem to notice my crush on him. Not his fault, though, which I know now. And now with Astor no longer pursuing me, maybe it will be clearer.
A phrase I remember Aunt Sookie saying over and over again throughout the years came to me like the wind.
This is your life, Summer. You can choose to hide from living it or you can live it to the fullest.
Now knowing that Aunt Sookie had all these problems with rival schools, internet saboteurs, and running a school, it amaze me how she could be the happiest, most carefree and encouraging person I know. Even saintly well-loved Aunt Sookie had haters. Yet despite that, she rose above it all and lived her life to the fullest.
*****
Nat has scheduled me to meet with his company’s legal team, and we’re flying on his company’s private jet back to San Francisco for me to meet with them in person. They’re taking on the case of defending me against the cyber-bullies. “You need a heavy-hitter team behind you, Summer,” Nat says. “If it was just about a girl being bullied, it wouldn’t make much news, and unfortunately, even officials don’t take bullying in schools all that seriously until something drastic happens. We hope to change that, Summer,” Nat says.
“Celebrities standing up to bullying? How will that help? I’m associated with Astor. I’m sure if he makes a statement…”
“He can, and he should,” Nat says. “But the mentality of some of his crazed fans…it’ll only fuel their hate for you.” Nat is dressed in grey slacks, a white button-down shirt, and a silk light green tie with grey diagonal stripes. It’s the first time since I’ve seen him dressed up aside from when he wore all black at Aunt Sookie’s funeral. He looks so strong and tall, his biceps not so well-hidden underneath his sleeves. His outfit is definitely expensive, and with his hair combed back, away from his face, revealing his rock star features, he looks so sexy, I have a hard time co
ncentrating on what he’s saying.
Nat sits down next to me on the plane, handing me a glass of soda. “We’re almost there, Summer. It’s a short flight, from LA to San Francisco. I wish I can do this more often so I can see you all the time.”
“Well, why don’t you?” I ask.
Nat looks at me, takes the glass out of my hand, and leans in to kiss me softly on the lips, his tongue slowly licking the contour of my lips where drops of the soda had fallen. “Hmm, you taste good,” he says.
I run my tongue over his lips and use it to open his mouth. Nat closes his eyes, and he grabs my face with both hands before he kisses me hard. I unbuckle my seatbelt and take his face in mine and match him kiss for kiss. My mouth guides me, and I can’t think of anything else except Nat and me, and this moment. How much more I want of him. How much I want to give him. We keep kissing like this for however long. It doesn’t matter. I’m lost in his kisses, in him, and all I want is to give in to whatever he wants.
“Take your seat and have your seatbelt on,” the captain’s voice comes over the radio. “We’re landing in 20 minutes.”
Nat kisses me long and slowly one more time, resting his lips on mine, as he says, “As much as I don’t want to stop this, we better do what the captain says”
“Hmm?” I’m on his lap, and my hands have unbuttoned his shirt to the point where I’m running my hands against his bare naked chest. I have my eyes closed, and my face is resting against his. It feels good, and it feels safe. Nat makes me feel safe. I don’t want to leave his arms or his body.
“I want to come back to Malibu to see you all the time,” Nat says when I’m back in my seat and securely seat belted, “to answer your question. But…” He looks at me, and there’s pain there. “I have obligations in San Fran. You know how that is. That would be different, though, if I have a reason, a good clear reason to come back often, though.”
As dazed as I am from kissing Nat, I know what he means. We have to be together. Seriously together, and exclusive. I know I love Nat. I’ve had a crush on him for so long. I dreamed of being with him for so long, but at the same time, I’m not sure if I can. There’s Drew, Mrs. Donovan, Astor…well, and…I don’t get a chance to think about that.