by C K Marie
“I need to know,” she says but pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing. “Do you get the same reaction with Jordon, as he does with you?”
I sit next to her before responding.
“If you’re asking if my heart pounds fast and hard. If my body goes numb from the electrifying magnetic pull, that’s between us. Or if it feels like a thousand bolts of lightning rip through me when he touches me. If that’s what you mean by reactions, then my answer is… Yes.”
She stands up and starts walking towards the door.
“Tori! Wait!”
“He’s in love with you Maria,” she turns to face me. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I’m sorry for setting you up the way I did.”
“He loves you too Tori.”
She can’t hold back the tears.
“I know he does and I love him. But it’s not your kind of love. I know that now. I thought it was until he told me how he feels with you. I’ve never felt that. The love that Jordon has for me is a different love, a love I never knew could exist between two people until last night.”
She turns back to the door but pauses once more.
“You’ll never find another man like him,” she tells me. “He’s a good man with a warm and generous heart. You’re a lucky woman Maria Dregon. Just do me a favor and never forget that.”
Tori’s words shocked me.
After what happened last night, it was as if she just now gave me her blessing and as odd as it may sound; I feel as though I needed it.
Another first for me. Other than my father, I have never… not once have I wanted or needed anyone’s approval.
After I finished getting dressed, I called my father. I listened to him bitch about the concrete guys being no-shows two days in a row.
Those two days put him behind seven, which means he won’t be making a trip here for two weeks now.
I reassured him everything here was fine. Not that he needed reassuring, he knows I can handle my own, but it always calms him to hear his one and only little girl is as strong and confident as he is.
Next, I pulled up my texts. One from Jordon, one from Kenneth.
I text Kenneth and apologized for missing our meeting. We rescheduled for tomorrow morning.
Back to Jordon’s text. I read it again, his words sent a shiver straight to my core.
Bad girls don’t get rewarded
They get punished
You’re late!
I decide not to text him back, to test his limits, see how far they go before he jumps into action.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
JORDON
Maria never responded to my text. It took everything I had in me to restrain myself from taking my phone out of my pocket and call her.
At least she responded to Kenneth and rescheduled.
We didn’t make any plans to see each other outside of work, except for next weekend when she agreed to go to South Carolina with me.
The urge to go to her is strong, but I push it back.
Tonight I have plans with Tori. I told Lyla and Carrie before I left for work this morning I was taking her out.
They both have to work today, but told me they would talk to Tori before heading out. The girls love and care for her as much as I do.
I get home around five-thirty; The house is silent. Tori’s bedroom door is open, but she’s not there. I check every room and out by the pool.
All empty.
Looking in the garage, her car isn’t here.
She’s probably out shopping. I told her six-thirty for dinner, that’s still about an hour away.
I head to my bedroom, strip out of my clothes and jump in the shower.
Seven O’clock, still no Tori. She’s not answering my calls or texts.
I called Lyla; she said Tori was home when they left at ten a.m.
An uneasy feeling creeps under my skin.
I jump up from the couch and run back to Tori’s bedroom.
Swinging open the closet door, my heart stops.
Suitcases are missing along with almost every piece of her clothing.
Her bathroom is cleared out, leaving no trace of her behind.
Fuck!
“Jordon.”
I whip my head around to find Lyla and Carrie in the doorway.
“She’s gone,” are the only words I say before walking out of the room.
I go straight to the living room and over to the liquor cabinet. I don’t bother looking at the bottles, I just reach in and pull one out.
Twisting the top off and raising the bottle to my lips. The smooth warm liquid slides down my throat leaving a welcoming, much-needed burn in its path.
Tori was feeling hurt and angry last night and those two emotions don’t mix well with her. She can easily find trouble with the emotional brew stirring inside her.
I need to find her.
“Lyla” I call out.
She and Carrie are in the room with me seconds later.
“Is there anyone at the beauty shop Tori would go to for a place to stay?”
“Della,” they both say at the same time.
“Will you call her? I will check the hotels.”
“Yes, let me grab my phone,” Lyla says.
Ten minutes and four shots later I’m going out of my mind.
Della hasn’t heard from her and she’s not at either of the local hotels.
Just as I tilt the bottle back there’s a knock at the door.
My heart races as fast as my feet are running to answer the door.
“Xavier.”
“Hey, buddy. You got a minute?”
I turn and head back into the living room.
“Not really. Sorry, but Tori’s gone. My head is spinning trying to figure out where she could be.”
“She’s at my house.”
I stop dead in my tracks.
“What?”
“Tori is at my house. I found her sitting on the front porch when I got home.”
“I need to go talk to her,” I run to the kitchen to grab my keys off the counter.
“You can’t,” Xavier blocks my way. “Buddy, listen, I don’t know what’s going on but I know Tori is not ready to see you.”
“I fucked up Xavier.”
“Obviously,” he grabs my shoulder and leads me over to the couch. “Talk to me.”
“You remember Maria?”
I give Xavier every detail of what’s been going on.
“Wow, you’ve got it bad my friend.”
“I need to talk to Tori.”
“If I let you go to my house that will piss her off. She’ll leave and then you won’t know where she’ll be.”
“Fuck!”
“Here, she gave me this to give to you.”
Xavier hands me an envelope.
Ripping it open I pull out the pieces of paper and unfold them.
Jordon,
I’m sorry. I need some time.
I want you to know I’m not angry. I’ve thought a lot about what you always tell me when my mind travels back to the past.
“You deserve the world and all the goodness it offers.”
You were right. I deserve that.
“You are strong and fierce. Nobody can bring you down… except you.”
You were right about that also and I was the one bringing me down.
I never realized it. I never took a step back and looked at how far down I was.
In my head I always had you. YOU were always there to break my fall.
If it weren’t for you, I don’t know where my life would be right now.
What I do know is that I need to stand on my own two feet.
I went to see Maria. I apologized.
I asked her how she feels about you.
Don’t be mad… I had to know.
Jordon, she’s what you’ve been searching for.
Grab hold and never let go.
I left her place discovering one thing about myself.
I want th
at too. I want that heart-pounding, electrifying, body numbing LOVE.
I know it’s out there waiting for me and I will find it.
I know this because I do deserve the world and all the goodness it has to offer.
I love you, Jordon - I promise this is not goodbye, this is me being strong and fierce.
Xoxo
Tori
I fold the letter and place it back in the envelope.
I can feel curious eyes on me.
“Tori will be fine,” I tell Lyla and Carrie then walk into the kitchen for the notepad.
Tori,
I’m glad you finally see what I’ve always known you’ve been.
Strong and Fierce.
I will always be here to break your fall, but I know in my heart that the path you are about to follow, you will do it standing tall and steady.
I love you, Tori. It will never be goodbye. A piece of my heart will always belong to you.
Xoxo
Jordon
I place my letter in an envelope and hand it to Xavier.
“Watch over her.”
“You know I will buddy.”
The only man I trust takes the envelope from my hand and walks out the door.
I replay the words from Tori’s letter.
She went to see Maria. It hits me right then… she never responded to my text. She didn’t show up for the meeting with Kenneth.
Did Tori’s visit affect her?
I rush to grab my keys and fly out the door.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
MARIA
It’s just past nine p.m. I’ve done nothing but sit in this little cottage all day.
Images of last night replay over and over in my head.
Never have I felt so alive. Just the touch of his hand sent waves of pleasure through me.
The electricity between us was so strong it still lingers under my skin.
The connection between us is something I’ve never experienced before.
It’s terrifying. Yet it’s exciting.
The feeling numbs me. Yet I’ve never felt so alive.
All these new emotions should have me confused. Yet I’ve never been clearer or felt so certain about anything.
I. Want. This. Man.
A loud pounding on the door shakes my thoughts.
I don’t have to open it to know who is standing on the other side.
I can feel the heat of his body breaking through the wooden barrier between us.
It all happened so fast.
The instant I opened the door he swooped me into his arms.
His lips brutally, but beautifully ravish mine.
The heat of our bodies so intense we could set fire to our surroundings.
He walks us into the bedroom.
My back hits the soft cushion of the mattress.
Our tongues tangle together doing a passionate dance in our mouths.
His hands run down my body, his fingers slip under my cotton shorts that cover my wet, needy pussy.
I raise up allowing him room to slide them over my hips and down my legs.
When his lips leave mine a sigh escapes from the sudden break of connection.
Jordon’s hands move to the tank top covering my breasts.
In one swift move, he tears it open. The rush of air and sudden exposer make my nipples tight and perky.
He kisses me softly. Once… twice… before pulling back.
“Mar…”
I stop him by covering his mouth with mine.
I don’t want to hear his words. I want to feel them through his touch.
A deep growl vibrates up his chest.
I wrap my legs around his waist, he’s massive compared to my petite frame, but I use all my strength and push up and over, trapping him beneath me.
His cock bulges through his thin athletic shorts, pressing against my ass.
I scrap my nails down his chest, over his t-shirt and down to the elastic band on his loose-fitting shorts that allow me easy access.
Keeping myself firmly against him, I slide down taking his shorts with me until my mouth is hovering over his cock.
My tongue trails down his shaft, around his balls, and back up again. The drop of pre-cum soaks into my tastebuds giving me a delectable sample of what’s to come.
I swirl my tongue around the tip before moving down cloaking his cock. I tighten my lips around him and fuck him slowly with my mouth.
“Oh, Fuck!”
He cries out when I suck in my cheeks, my tongue pressed tight against his thick cock. Just like a tight little cunt would.
I speed up my movements fucking him hard and fast into the back of my throat.
His body jerks and his dick twitches. I can feel it swell against my tongue.
One last downward stroke and his warm release jets out, turning the earlier sample into an exquisite, savory meal.
I raise my head and meet a set of hooded eyes that burn with raw passion. The look is animalistic, one that would send fear and panic to most people. But I’m not most people. That look ignites me, sending a surge of intense heat straight to my core.
I want to feel that raw passion.
I want him to feel the heat he ignites within me.
I want him to taste the aftermath of my destruction… that only he can ignite.
Crawling up his body I straddle my thighs around his head and lower my pussy down onto his waiting mouth.
His tongue slides up my slit.
A tremor quakes down my spine when he pushes through my folds.
He licks, sucks, and bites assaulting my pussy and clit in every way possible.
I want to ride him. I want my body to tremble and release a silky explosion for his tongue to bathe in.
But I can’t just yet.
I’m lost.
Lost in the blissful erotic feeling that is him.
I hold on to my control, basking in the overload of sensations.
A finger slips into my pussy, teeth grip onto my clit.
It rips away my control.
My release is like a tidal wave thrashing against his mouth and his tongue is a sponge soaking up the aftermath of my destruction.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
JORDON
Holy Fuck!
My body has never felt so alive.
It’s her.
It’s Maria.
The feel of her seeps through my skin and into my soul.
Her taste is the detonator that is setting off every fucking sensation within me.
Her sweet release intensifies the hunger that burns inside of me.
I push my tongue deeper. Wanting, needing, desperately craving more of her sweet essence.
I’m addicted.
Slowly she lifts away from me and moves down my body until her head is level with mine.
Our eyes meet, her soft lips feather across mine, her tongue lightly traces over my lips before deepening the kiss.
Thumpthumpthump
Thumpthumpthump
Thumpthumpthump
Maria lays her chest against mine.
“Do you feel it?” she whispers over my mouth.
The vibration of our pounding hearts penetrates through us both.
My beats become hers, hers become mine.
Our heartbeats become one.
I spent the night lost in Maria. We talked, we made love; We claimed every inch of each other’s bodies.
“Get dressed,” I tell her as she drinks down the last of her coffee. “We need to go to my house, I can’t show up to work in these clothes.”
“We’re going to the office together?”
I pull her onto my lap.
“Do you have a problem with that?”
“No, I just wasn’t sure how you wanted to play this with everyone.”
“There’s no playing, this isn’t a game. You are mine and everyone will know it.”
“Excuse me?” she grabs hold of my cock and it hardens instantly from her touch. “If I remember
correctly,” she slides her hand down grasping my balls. “I claimed you the moment I flicked that crop on these,” she squeezes lightly. “I think that puts me in control. You belong to me.”
Her words send a blaze of heat through my body.
I pick her up and move to the bed, laying back so she’s on top of me.
Not wanting to waste a single second I push my shorts down just far enough to release my aching cock.
My hand goes to the crotch of her shorts, the soft cotton stretches as I pull them to the side revealing her smooth pussy.
My other hand grips my cock, I rub it against her folds, her hands press against my chest and then she slides her already soaked pussy down sheathing my cock.
Maria stills when I’m completely set inside of her. A soft moan escapes her lips then she rocks her hips back and forth.
The friction of her skin rubbing against mine sends streams of pleasure right through me.
I’m lost in the way she looks at me.
I’m lost in the way she touches me.
I’m lost in everything that is her.
“Maria,” I call out when my cock can’t hold back any longer. My seed pouring out deep inside of her… along with my heart and soul.
A lifetime with Maria will never be enough.
I sit up keeping her legs around me.
My hands gently cup her face.
“If it means that I get to hold you, kiss you, and love you every day for the rest of my life,” I place a soft kiss on her lips. “Then I want you to claim me,” one more kiss.
“Maria, I want you to take my control.”
EPILOGUE
JORDON –
EIGHTEEN MONTHS LATER
“Are you girls ready yet?”
I step into the kitchen from the door that leads to the garage. “I started the truck twenty minutes ago.”
“Are you getting snappy with me? Do you remember what happened the last time? Or do you need a reminder?”