Kayden: The Past (Love at Last) Page 8

  Ron and I had a past – one that I rarely mention. Sophia knows about it, and it’s something I can’t escape or leave out. When we started talking online, I told her about it briefly. Naturally, she had more questions over time, but I never went into details about us and the girls we’ve been with. We’d shared woman in our past, mainly in high school. One girl, her name escapes me now, was a regular for us.

  Looking back now, it just wasn’t right, but when you’re a horny teenager, you don’t think about it. She wanted it, and we gave it to her, plain as that. She wasn’t the only girl who we shared. There were more after high school, and I don’t know why or how they even happened. Ron wasn’t well endowed and that may have factored into the equation, but I know if I wasn’t hung, I sure as fuck wouldn’t want a guy with a bigger cock fucking the girl I’m trying to nail.

  Ron walked down the hallway, leaving Danielle and I alone. I looked at her, and as she did another line, and watched as her tongue darted out licking her lips. We were both sitting on the floor with a table full of coke between us. She looked at me and smiled before scooting a little closer.

  “We want to know if you want to have a threesome, Kayden,” Danielle asked with a hopeful look in her eyes.

  The words shocked me coming from her mouth, and I almost choked on my drink. “He’s having you ask me?”

  “Yes, he said I should ask you. We talked about it, and he felt it was the right thing to do. He said you’ve done it in the past.”

  “In the past, yes, and all with girls who meant nothing to either of us… We’ve never shared a woman we’ve been dating.” I shook my head not believing the words that came out of her mouth.

  I would NEVER share Sophia with anyone, ever. She’s mine and only mine. When I told her the story of Ron and Danielle and the other girls we’d shared, I told her it would never happen with her. I love her too deeply, and the jealousy would kill me.

  “You piqued my curiosity with Candy. Ron knows you aren’t looking for a relationship, so he feels you’re safe with you, with us.” She moved closer, almost crawling to me around the coffee table. “Don’t you find me attractive?”

  I swallowed hard and licked my lips, my mouth salivating at the thought of tasting her. “I find you extremely attractive, maybe too attractive. It’s dangerous.”

  She laughed at my words. “I thought you liked a little danger in your life,” she said moving close enough I could smell the scent of her perfume – a sweet flowery scent. “Ron won’t trust me with anyone else, please.”

  My cock answered the question for me, growing harder in my pants and straining against the material. I sat there and didn’t move. I didn’t want to make the first move or give an answer. I didn’t know what the right thing to do in this moment would be. Ron’s one of my best friends, but he did give his blessing. It’s not like he wouldn’t be there or this would occur behind his back – it was purely consensual.

  Danielle leaned forward and stopped a breath away from me and stared into my eyes. I could feel her waiting for a protest, but I didn’t give one. She placed her hands on my knees; I could feel the warmth of her skin as she kissed me. Her lips were warm and soft, and she tasted like strawberry lip gloss. I didn’t touch her back. I needed to know Ron was okay with this, that he sanctioned it.

  I heard Ron in the room and opened my eyes to see what he was doing. He touched Danielle’s shoulders and started to kneel down next to her. He looked at me and nodded his head, giving me the sign of approval before kissing her on the sweet spot where her neck meets her shoulder. Her body shook, almost convulsing, from the sensation. Her hands slid across my pants and stopped at my thighs. She squeezed my legs, gripping tightly as her kiss grew more intense. I no longer wanted to be a passive participant; I wanted to be the aggressor. I wanted her since the moment I saw her.

  I ran my hands across the skin of her arms towards her shoulders and placed my hand against the back of her neck. Kissing her was too intimate and personal, and all I wanted was to be buried inside of her. She wasn’t mine to kiss or linger but to use enjoy and leave. I lightly pulled her hair downward breaking the kiss and exposing her neck to me. I kissed her perfume infused skin and could feel her pulse vibrating beneath my lips - it felt like the vibration of music coursing through her veins.

  Her hand touched my cock and palmed me through the cloth. I moaned wanting to feel her skin against mine. Her shirt hit my chin as I licked her throat. Ron pulled her shirt, and I moved, allowing him to remove it. He unhooked her bra, and I slid the tiny straps down her arms exposing her breasts. She didn’t have large ones but small beautiful tits. I ignored Ron and whatever he was doing from behind. I wanted to see her face and look into her eyes. She was too pretty not to look at.

  I returned to my pursuit of her flesh needing to work my way down to her breasts. I placed my hands against her ribs and moved them slowly up her skin, stopping just below her breast, and grazed her nipple with my thumbs. She shuddered and moaned, squeezing my cock in her hand. I leaned forward licking a trail with my tongue down to her nipple and sucked it into my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue before dragging my teeth across it.

  Her body shifted as she rose slightly, and my mouth instantly felt the loss. Ron pulled off her skirt while she adjusted to make the transition easier. She didn’t have panties on underneath, and her mound was completely bare. Ron pulled her backwards and leaned over her face, kissing her deeply and filled with passion. She stretched out her legs granting me full access to her body.

  I ran my fingertips over her skin from her shoulders down to her knees. I could see tiny goose bumps form as she reached up and grabbed Ron’s face, holding him to her like a lifeline. I leaned forward and laid my tongue against her flesh moving it slowly. I could taste her, and the sweet tang of her pussy danced across my tongue. I laved her flesh with my flat tongue, soaking up every drop. I grabbed her ass and tipped her hips wanting to get deeper. I could feel her wetness dripping down her ass and onto my fingers.

  I sucked her into my mouth running my tongue across her swollen clit. She pushed herself on my lips, grinding against my face. I squeezed her ass and dug my fingers into her skin. I sucked and licked until I felt her body shake from pleasure.

  I couldn’t wait any longer – my cock ached, and I needed to be inside her. I let go of her skin as she bucked not wanting me to stop. She sat up slowly and moved to face Ron as I unzipped my pants and pulled off my shirt. Ron laid her down on the floor and unzipped his pants releasing his cock. He held her legs in the air, and he pushed himself into her already lubed pussy. She reached up in search of me. I pushed my cock forward giving her something to hold on to. She eyed my cock, surprised by the size. She was used to Ron’s size, but I knew she had to see plenty of cocks in her twenty something years.

  I leaned forward wanting to feel her soft tongue and warm mouth on my cock. Her lips parted, and she sucked me in, taking all of me. My cock hit the back of her throat, and she didn’t even gag. She cradled my balls, and she worked my shaft in and out of her mouth. I pumped my hips forward and back, controlling the speed and the depth. I didn’t want to come, not yet at least. I watched as Ron’s cock disappeared inside of her wet core. Her mouth did amazing things, but I wanted to feel her insides.

  I waited patiently, watching the scene before me, trying to hold out for my turn. It felt like an eternity waiting for Ron to switch and give me my just reward. We never did sloppy seconds. He liked blow jobs more than pussy, and I knew that’s how he’d finish. He didn’t want her to swallow my come and claim her mouth in that way.

  She turned and lay on the floor splayed out before me. The position was the same, but the cock in her mouth had changed. I was thankful that I’d get to see her, although her face would be partially blocked by Ron.

  I pushed my cock slowly inside her, relishing in her tightness. Her body gripped my cock like a vice, clamping down on it with each pump. My cock has a slight bend to it; it’s the secret to the pleasure I’m
able to give. It hits just the right spot inside a woman causing the experience to be great and the pleasure more intense.

  Her eyes grew wide as I began to move quicker and relentlessly pursued my release. I held up her legs gripping them in my hands and placed her toes in my mouth. I sucked them causing her to writhe against me. I licked the bottom of her foot as I pulled her legs a little higher and moved faster. This was about me, my release.

  My body tightened and began to stiffen from the building pressure, and my speed became erratic. I was at the tipping point, the precipice of pleasure. Three more hard thrusts, and I spilled my seed inside her.

  No one discussed condoms or birth control. In the heat of the moment and the drugs in our system, it never entered my mind. I prayed Danielle was on birth control. I didn’t need a child being born from this one night of pleasure.

  I pulled out as I watched Ron fuck her face. He withdrew and began to pump his cock in his hand, spilling himself onto her face and chest. She licked her lips and collected every drop off her skin, putting it into her mouth and swallowing it like it was the most delectable morsel. I stood up and gathered my clothing before walking to the bathroom. I needed a moment to gather my thoughts before heading home.

  I stared at myself in the mirror, and I prayed to God that I wouldn’t regret this night, that it wouldn’t ruin the friendship Ron and I had shared. Sex can cause problems, emotional problems and complications. She was off limits unless Ron was part of the picture. I didn’t feel as free sexually with the other person being a significant other. Jealousy can make things ugly.

  I dressed and found Danielle and Ron curled up on the couch. “I’m exhausted. I’ll catch you guys later.”

  “You need a ride home, K?” Ron asked.

  “Nah, man, I’m good. I worked that shit right out of my system. I’m fine,” I said.

  “Danielle left you a party favor by your wallet, bro.”

  Danielle stared at me, looking almost mesmerized. She seemed to be paying more attention to me than the man at her side. I grabbed my keys, wallet, and coke off the counter before heading to the door. I wanted to make a stop for some beer on the way home and checked my wallet for cash. Inside was a tiny piece of paper that read “D" with a phone number and a heart. Fuck it.

  Breaking the Rules ~ Danielle

  I should’ve thrown her number in the trash and never gave her another thought. I wish I had, but I didn’t – something pulled me to Danielle. Maybe it was her beauty or her wildness – I have no clue. I thought with my dick back then, and I didn’t use my head. My mind was too clouded, and my heart too broken to make an intelligent and thought out decision.

  I put her number on my fridge and stared at it for days. I didn’t call her. I would never betray Ron in that way intentionally. I couldn’t avoid her forever, and her place of work was a regular hangout for me and my friends. I convinced my friends to go to the dance club in the flats instead of the strip club where Danielle worked.

  Aqua was a late night club that stayed open until six in the morning and was the trendy spot to hangout. It sat on the edge of the Cuyahoga River and had a beautiful outside area and deck overhanging the water. The building faced the water and was covered in glass, showing the spectacular view of the city at night. Girls danced on the speakers; people made out on the couches, and sex happened in the bathrooms. It was crowded and loud and the perfect spot to get lost and dance my ass off.

  We ordered drinks and stood at the bar watching the girls on the dance floor. I didn’t want to be the guy asking a girl for dance; I’d wait until someone came to me. The music blared through the speakers playing the song ‘I’m Horny’ by Mouse T. Most of the girls were dancing with their friends, showing off their bodies, almost offering themselves up to just the right taker. I watched as men approached them and started to dance only to be turned away. I didn’t want to be the creep being rejected tonight.

  The guys and I weren’t talking; the music was too loud to be heard. Bobby nudged me and pointed to the patio doors and held his fingers up to his mouth. I shook my head wanting to get some fresh air and talk – not much was happening inside the club for me to stick around. I followed him outside and watched as he lit a cigarette. “It’s packed tonight, bro,” Bobby said as he took a long drag off his cigarette. “Want one?”

  “Thanks.” I took the cigarette and lighter, cupping my hand when I flicked the lighter, trying to block the wind. “It’s packed, which gives us all more options.” I looked around the exterior. White lights were strung between the trees overhead, illuminating the grassy area and lights dotted the deck on the riverbank. A couple hammocks filled the open space, and couple lounged on them kissing and getting to know each other a little better.

  “How’s work at the new place, Kayden?” Bobby asked. He worked at my previous employer and knew what a lying rat Jessica was – how she lied to get me fired.

  “It’s going really well. There are no females working there, so I know I won’t have that bullshit happen again. How about you? I’m sure you were all happy to see me go – more sales for everybody else.”

  Bobby chuckled, “We weren’t happy to see you go, but yeah, we’re all making more money now that your smooth selling ass is gone.” He inhaled almost sucking down the remaining portion of his smoke. “I got some good news that will make you happy.”

  I raised my eyebrows, not much made me happy lately, but Bobby thought he had a morsel that would bring me joy. “Shoot.”

  “Jessica,” he said sucking down the cigarette to the filter before throwing it on the ground. “She was fired yesterday. I almost called you to tell you the good news, but I thought I’d wait until I saw you; I wanted to see your expression.”

  A smile crept across my face, and my insides grew warm with the knowledge that her ass was out on the street. “What happened?”

  “I don’t have the entire story, but from what I hear, someone called corporate and complained about your firing, and Jessica’s role in it. Somehow they convinced them to pull up the security camera footage, and they saw her come on to you and not the other way around. She was fired for filing a false complaint.”

  I smiled and laughed thinking about the video someone had to watch. Neither of us knew that the store had been outfitted with cameras. I’m sure we wouldn’t have fucked if we knew they could see us, and she sure as hell wouldn’t have filed the false complaint. “Bitch deserved it. You’ve made my night, Bobby. She got her just reward.”

  “Trust me; everyone is happy as hell to see her go. I might make assistant store manager now. Will you come back if they call you?”

  I know Bobby wanted me to come back, in a way, but no one really wanted the competition I brought to the table. I couldn’t go back. She ruined my reputation, and I’d feel like I had to look over my shoulder constantly. “Nah, I like where I am now. I’ll leave the hustle to you in that store.”

  He pretended to be sad, but I knew otherwise. “Sorry to hear that, man. We miss you,” Bobby said. “Let’s get back inside with the other guys and find some grade A pussy.”

  “Did you find your manhood all of a sudden? I thought it wasn’t your style to be so forward?” I asked surprised by his complete one-eighty.

  “My way just wasn’t working. I’m sick of watching you guys have all the fun while I sit on the sidelines being a fucking altar boy.”

  I slapped him on the back, “Welcome to the dark side. Let’s go find what you seek my friend.”

  I ordered another drink, watching the clock carefully. All liquor sales stopped at two am and were replaced by bottled water. Cleveland didn’t allow liquor to be sold after two am and most bars shut down at that time, but Aqua found a way around it. I turned my back on the dance floor; I didn’t want to watch anymore bumping and grinding. The club was more crowded than when we walked outside. People poured into the place after one looking for somewhere else to dance the night away after everything else closed.

  I felt a tap on my shoulder
and slowly turned my head to see who I caught. My stomach sank as my heart began to pound in my chest. Danielle – Fuck. I didn’t turn around, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. Maybe she got the picture when I didn’t call her; I hoped she just wanted to say hi.

  “Hey Kayden,” she said in my ear, leaning forward pressing her breasts against my back. My cock grew hard as I remembered her mouth on my skin and the feel of her tongue on my shaft. “You never called me.”

  I turned around slowly, and my arm brushed against her body. I stared at her for a moment and could see hurt in her eyes. I leaned in and smelled her hair as my lips touched her ear, “I didn’t think it would be right to call you, Danielle.”

  “Ron and I were never serious, or I wouldn’t have given you my number.” I felt like shit. I wanted her. The rub of it all is that I knew Ron had girls on the side. Danielle isn’t the only girl he was seeing or fucking. He had never been a one-woman man. Would he care if he lost one of his girls or if he shared her with me again? “I knew I wasn’t the only one Ron was seeing; we made no commitment. We broke up a couple days ago.”

  I didn’t know how to respond. Ron’s still my friend, and I wouldn’t throw his business out there for others, including Danielle, to know. “I just don’t know, Danielle.” Even if they did break up, you never date your friend’s ex. It’s just an unsaid rule.

  “Come on, at least dance with me.” Her lips brushed my ear causing a shiver to run down my body. I didn’t see anything wrong with dancing with her. I’ve been balls deep inside her, what’s a dance? She held out her hand and waited for me to respond. I enveloped her fingers in my grasp and ushered her quickly on the dance floor before my conscious got the better of me.

  Danielle danced like music’s part of her soul. I’d watched her on the stage, but the songs were always slow and sexy and chosen to help show off the female body and bring in the most cash. The speakers lining the dance floor pumped music into the air, the techno beat causing my insides to move with the vibrations. Danielle smashed her body against mine. We danced with our bodies intertwined as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and my body reminded me how much I wanted her.