"Baby, what's
going through that pretty little head of yours?" Well damn, maybe
Larkin knew me better than I thought.
"Just
thinking."
Larkin eyed me
suspiciously. "About?"
"Honestly, us.
Our relationship."
"Ok, and how
are you feeling?" Larkin asked.
I shrugged and
said, "I'm not there yet but I'm closer than I was
yesterday."
Larkin gave me
a small smile. "I can't promise that I can fix all your problems
but I can promise that I will be beside you, helping you face them.
Trust me I know from my own fucked up life that you have to
struggle through some bad days to have some of the best days of
your life, that’s what you give me. Some of my best days are
because of you."
"I don't want
you to have to face my demons, if you had any idea about my past
you would turn and run. I'm damaged and I'm screwed up. One day
you're going to realize just how fucked up I am and leave me.
That's what I'm preparing myself for."
Larkin pulled
me into his lap, kissing my cheek and said, "I have my own fucking
demons that could make yours look like damn saints. Anyone can
fucking give up, it’s so damn easy sometimes to just say fuck it
but it’s those times we really need to hold it together and push
forward whenever other assholes are waiting to see us fail, show
the world how fucking strong we are. Our lives haven't been easy
and maybe that’s why we're together. Maybe because we're both so
fucked up that we're perfect for each other.”
I laid my head
on his chest, kissing just between his two pectorals. "You have no
idea how fucked up I really am. There have been so many times I
wanted to say screw it and give up everything. My life, my family,
my friends. But I won't let my past control me. I don't need anyone
to save me, I need to save myself."
Larkin said,
"You're right. We can't save each other, we need to save ourselves
but that doesn't mean we can't be there helping each other. My life
has been so much damn easier, so much better since you came into
it. I thank Jinx every day for introducing us. You know I'm not a
fucking sappyass guy and I don't do emotional talks but I like you
Jenna. A lot. We still have so much to figure out but for now let’s
not worry about anything stressful and just enjoy each
other."
I leaned up so
my face was even with his. A smile broke out across my face as I
teased, "Maybe if we make out for a few minutes it will help us
figure a few things out."
Larkin took my
not so subtle hint and trapped my mouth with his. Running his
tongue along my bottom lip I finally opened my mouth, allowing his
tongue to dive in. He tasted like beer and Larkin, a very
intoxicating mix.
Pulling away I
breathed, "Anyone ever tell you that your kissing is
awesome?"
Larkin raised
his eyebrows and lifted one side of his mouth into a cocky grin.
"Oh that's not all my tongue is good at." Larkin wrapped his arms
around me and stood with ease, making a bee-line for my bedroom.
Once in my room, he kicked the door closed with one foot and walked
over to my bed. Lowering me down he kissed me, hard and full of
lust.
Feeling his
hands run up my thighs sent chills over my body, and I felt Larkin
smile. Slipping one hand into my cotton shorts he rubbed over my
panties. "Already so wet and ready for me,” Larkin
stated.
I couldn't say
anything, so I just nodded. Larkin removed his hand and pulled my
shorts and panties down at the same time he pulled me to the edge
of the bed so my legs were spread, and he was standing between
them. Dropping to his knees, I felt his warm breath blowing on me.
Using one hand, he ran his finger up and down before finally
slipping it inside me. I felt his mouth covering me. His tongue
darted in and out and licked up once then again. "Mmm just as I
imagined, you taste like heaven." I let out a cry as his mouth was
back on me, and his tongue caressed me.
Now, this
wasn't my first time, but hot damn did this guy know exactly what
to do. I had some guys in the past fumble around and there were a
few that were pretty good, but none compared to this. I felt him
slip another finger into me and slid them in and out as he
continued fucking me with his mouth. I grabbed a pillow and covered
my face as I let out the loudest scream of my life. You know the
kind of high pitched, bitch being chased by a guy with a chainsaw
in her underwear through the woods- that kind of scream.
As I felt my
body coming back down after another earth shattering Larkin induced
orgasm Larkin was pushing his hard length into me. Another moan
escaped me as he pushed all the way in and just stayed there,
filling me up fully. "Shit, you are so fucking tight." I used my
inner muscles to squeeze him and saw him wince, "Baby you can't do
that if you want this to last longer than thirty
seconds."
I giggled,
"Not my fault your dick is like the Hulk."
"Did you just
name my dick the fucking Hulk?" Larkin swore with the biggest shit
eating grin on his perfect face.
"Sure did. Now
are you going to show me what the Hulk can do or are you going
to..."
Before I could
finish, he was pulling out and slamming back into me causing me to
cry out. Trying to cover my mouth as he continued his pursuit, I
closed my eyes and felt his piercing every time he filled me up.
Whoever invented those piercings, I owed a huge thank you and maybe
a kiss? I already liked sex, but those two little balls were a game
changer. Not able to keep my hands off him anymore, I reached up
grabbing his shoulders and pulled him to me. Larkin's mouth found
mine just as another orgasm ripped through me. This time Larkin
joined me, feeling his cock pulse inside me sent goose bumps down
my body. He had no idea what he was doing to me, I sure as hell
didn't want to let him go. Yet.
Larkin lifted
himself off me and grabbed his boxers, slipping them back on before
climbing into bed next to me. "Fucking awesome," he
declared.
Rolling my
body so I was facing him I smiled. "Not too bad."
Larkin glanced
down at my face then laughed, "You know you’re
addicted."
"To that
piercing thingy, hell yes. That thing is like magic."
"That piercing
thingy as you call it is an apadravya. Painful as fuck to get but
watching your face is worth it."
"No pain no
gain, right?" I teased.
"Right, but
it’s not like I need that piercing to have you screaming," Larkin
bragged.
I raised one
eyebrow and pursed my lips, "Eh, guess we will have to try it
sometime and see."
Larkin was out
of my bed and had his boxers off before I could say 'penis
piercing'. "What are you doing?" I questioned.
"Trying it
out." Larkin was pulling the bar out and set it on my nightstand
before crawling back over me.
"Isn't there
like a waiting time for you guys before you can go
again?"
Larkin shook
his head and smirked. "Maybe for those unlucky dicks but when
you're around I’m flying half-mast anyway. Just seeing you gets me
hard."
"Oh." I was
shocked.
Larkin grabbed
my legs and pulled them apart then ran his hand over my core. He
dropped his head and pulled one of my nipples into his mouth as he
slipped two fingers into me. Arching my back off the bed, I slid my
hand down to find his erection, sitting and waiting between my
legs. I grabbed him and rubbed my hand up and down, slow at first
then speeding up. Keeping with the tempo of his fingers sliding in
and out of me.
Larkin
withdrew his hand and I let go of him, running my hand up along his
tight stomach until I was cupping his face. We were looking deep
into each other’s eyes, saying what we couldn't with words. I could
see so many emotions cross his eyes. I closed my eyes and brought
my legs up to rest on his hips and said, "Just fuck me until I
forget."
Larkin nodded
then proceeded to thrust into me over and over. He used his thumb
to rub my clit and roll it between his fingers. He was pushing me
closer and closer to falling off the edge, then he stopped. "Not
yet, baby."
"What the
hell? You can't do that," I whined. I'm sure I sounded like some
four year old who just had her candy taken away, but I don't
fucking care. I wanted it hard and fast.
"Relax and
enjoy it," Larkin growled. After taking it slow and easy for a few
minutes he was picking up his pace and once again he was back to
pounding into me, exactly what I wanted.
"I'm going to
come Larkin. Oh damn. Holy fuck, I'm so close."
"Come, now,"
Larkin hissed through gritted teeth. As I dug my teeth into his
shoulder I heard him groan then he ground out, "Fuck me, Jenna.
Fuck!"
One thing I
knew for sure, sex with Larkin Nayler would. Never. Get. Old.
Ever.
After taking a
few minutes to catch our breath and come back down to earth Larkin
leaned up and asked, "So is the piercing needed?"
I quirked my
eyebrows. "Needed? No, you have serious sex skills. Wanted? Fuck
yes, that little thing does something to me that I've never felt
before."
Larkin
snorted, "Your wish is my command princess."
After putting
his piercing back on he slid into bed and pulled me flush to him. I
snuggled into his side and let out a sigh. For the first time in
years I felt content. Happy and content. Waiting for something to
fuck everything up. It was coming, just a matter of where and when.
And I hate waiting.
CHAPTER 13
When classes
started the following week, I was so stressed from trying to have a
functioning relationship that I almost missed my first class and
ended up on the wrong side of campus. I felt like a moronic
freshman all over again. Thankfully, I left early knowing campus
would be packed, and since I had my car, I made it just in time,
just as Professor Lynton walked in and took over the
room.
The first day
of classes were the worst, just a shit load of paperwork to fill
out and a lot of time to think. Sitting in Data Communications, I
realized Larkin and I really don't know anything about each other.
I know he loves football and tattoos, he's not a fan of tomatoes,
and he sleeps naked most of the time, which I find to be very
inconvenient in the chance of a fire. Oh and he has his penis
pierced. That sums up my knowledge of Larkin Nayler. If we are
going to try this relationship thing, I really do need to know more
about him. I don't even know when his birthday is for Christ’s
sake.
After two long
and boring classes all I wanted to do was go home and relax. But it
was Trent's birthday, and everyone had planned on going to dinner
at Champs. When I got home, Gage was still in class, or maybe he
had football, who knows. I decided to take a bubble bath, it was
only three in the afternoon, and we weren't meeting until seven
thirty, so I had plenty of time.
Pulling my
hair into a messy bun on top of my head, I stripped my clothes.
Once the water and bubbles were perfect, I slowly sunk down into my
little piece of heaven and let out a contented sigh of pleasure.
Closing my eyes, I shut my brain off and for the first time in
weeks, I was relaxed, well as relaxed as I could be. Of course,
that didn't last long before my brain was in over drive and all my
thoughts were racing around. Maybe I could love. Maybe I could have
a healthy relationship. I was slowly figuring out myself and how to
be happy. Ah who the hell was I kidding, I had nothing figured out.
I was still stuck and saw no escape anytime soon.
When the water
started to get cold I pushed myself up, grabbing a towel to wrap
around me before turning on the shower. Dropping my towel, I took a
quick shower and dried off. Shrugging into my robe, I walked into
my closet to find something sexy, I wanted to get under Larkin's
skin...tease him a little at dinner. Champs wasn't a fancy
restaurant, more like jeans and t-shirts, but I'm a girl, and I
love getting all prettied up even if it is to go to a sports
bar-type place. I dug out a pair of dark teal skinny jeans and
thumbed through my shirts until I found a light grey scoop neck,
three quarter sleeved shirt with ruffles along the neckline. After
getting dressed, I ran a brush through my hair, leaving it hang in
long waves down my back. I kept my makeup simple with a light pink
eye shadow and clear lip gloss. I put in simple diamond stud
earrings and went back to my closet to find my grey Steve Madden
wedges.
By the time I
was ready and walking into the living room, Gage was sitting at the
bar eating a pre-dinner snack. I swear that boy ate all
day.
Walking up
behind Gage, I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my chin
on his shoulder and asked, "Ready to go?" Gage nodded his head,
shrugged my arms off him hopping off the barstool and going into
the kitchen. Gage had been acting really weird the past few weeks,
and it was starting to piss me off. He was hot then cold towards
me. I understand he was worried about me but I was a big girl and
could handle myself. "What's been up your ass lately?" I asked
him.
Dropping his
plate in the sink, Gage grabbed the edge of the counter so tight
his knuckles were turning white. "You don't get it, do
you?"