“What…what if someone wants to come in, Ty?” I turn my head to ask, as my lips curl at the corners into a giddy smile. My body could care less where we are and if we get caught. Our bodies pressing together are enough for me to let all my prudish shit go. He grips my hips with his big hands and pulls me until I can feel him at my wet opening.
“Well, I don’t plan on being in here that long. I’m going to give it to you fast and hard and when you scream my name, Stella,” he chuckles at himself, being serious yet playful, “we will be done and they will come in to find us standing here, and wondering what you were screaming about.”
“Shut up and just fuck me.” We quickly get serious as I watch an eager darkness fill his eyes. “I’ve been aching all week. I don’t care if it’s quick, just make me come.” I can’t help it. I’ve looked at my vibrator all effing week and not given in, waiting for this moment.
He grasps the bend in my knee and hikes it up to rest onto the desk. “You look so beautiful tonight. Sorry I haven’t told you that yet.” I arch my back as I feel him begin to push inside. In one long push of his hips, he enters me until my body ends. It makes me scream his name to the ceiling as he retreats and does it again. “Too rough? You feel fucking perfect.” I shake my head no. His right hand comes around my front and begins a relentless assault on that one sweet spot as he shoves in and out of me in a desperate rhythm. The weight and warmth builds quickly for me. “I’m close, Baby, fucking close.”
“Me…oh God…too,” I breathe back at him, as little jerks of pre-orgasm starts. The slipping, sliding, and shoving are just too much for me to hold on. I clench my teeth together and spasm around his massive cock until my eyes flutter into the back of my head with pleasure. He pulls me in tight around my waist as my body slumps and shoves inside of me over and over. I feel him pull out, and shoot his hot release all over my ass. His breath is heaving in and out of his parted lips. The moan he releases equals an instant satisfied smile from me. I love that I have this effect on him, and that my body brings him so much pleasure. I am surprised once again how quickly he brings me to orgasm. I have never felt that so quickly with any other man. I have a nagging voice in my head that is pissed that this was another orgasm on the outside of my body. I want what he gave me the very first time, an orgasm on the inside. He was the first man to give that to me. I am not complaining, he is perfect and although that time was a bit quicker, it was amazing. Ty pulls me back to his chest, his voice is low in my ear, yet I can hear the smile in his voice, “Well, that wasn’t one of my finest performances.”
I push my head up until my nose is under his chin. “Well, I give you a job well done on that one. You were fast, yet succeeded for both of us.”
We clean up with tissues. I never do get my panties back. We start to walk out and he pulls me to his chest and lays his head on top of mine. “My Nan was horrified that you thought she was referring to you as a gold digger. I heard it that way too, but really she was just dredging up Lacey. Neither one of us think your trying to have a free meal ticket with me.” It’s nice to hear the reassurance.
“Ty, I’ve dated a lot of guys with money. Really it has no effect on me. I’ve told you what I’m looking for.”
“Yeah, you have.” This comes out laced with regret.
We come up to the table after getting our drinks quickly. The music is loud and Zoey yells, “Did you have to make the drinks yourself?”
Ty replies quickly, “The line was crazy long so we got everyone two of everything.”
I settle in next to Zoey and take in Jason’s voice. The music is so loud and Jason’s voice is really good, I think. It’s metal, so there is a lot of yelling, but it does complement the music. Zoey and I giggle at her encouraging me to flash him while he’s on stage. I feel eyes on me, and when I look up, Ty is staring my way. My lips curl up and I have to control my face. I want to send him a super flirty look considering he told me he was going to fuck me throughout the night.
The light bulb moment hits me, and it hurts in my chest that I’m good enough when we are alone, but not while we are in front of everyone. Ty feels so damn genuine with me when we are together. I’m certain that he enjoys the sex. I play back all the other times we’ve been alone and laughed, talked, and just enjoyed one another’s company. I hate that I was forced to sit in Jason’s lap and look comfortable. When in reality, all I wanted was to sit with Ty, lean into his chest and enjoy our night out. Everyone would have seen that there is chemistry between us. They would have seen that we enjoy one another. They wouldn’t have to know that I die and go to heaven when we have sex. Being friends with hot, sexy, and fulfilling benefits doesn’t mean that we have to fall in love. Although, looking at his face at this very moment and feeling the uncontrollable warmth I feel in my chest, worries me. This is casual, and I’m not supposed to be having these feelings.
Four drinks in, and another round on the way has me grabbing Zoey and pulling her up to the front of the stage. Ty and Pierce shoot us don’t do it looks, but really that’s for Zoey to deal with, not me. Ty and I are not together, so I’m free just to be me. We jump with the rest of the crowd while Jason rocks out in our ears. He sees us close and winks my way as his song ends with a loud drawn out last note. The crowd is loud and goes wild for them. “Thank you, St. Cloud. There is a gorgeous girl here tonight. I’ve been trying to get a date since I first laid eyes on her. She hasn’t given in yet.” Our eyes meet and his smile is so kind when he shoots it my way. “What will it take, Stella? Fans! Let’s encourage her… chant it with me. Stella! Stella! Stella! Stella!” They chant my name and there’s no question my ears are going to ring when I walk out of here. Jason extends his arm and I extend mine over bodies until the tips of our fingers touch. The band starts another song and we stay up front until the band takes a break in the set.
“You two are total groupies!” Pierce says with a twinkle in his eyes. “Zoey, you got me all jealous tonight giving Jason so much attention.”
Zoey wraps her sweaty arms around him and says, “No! Don’t be jealous, my eyes are only for you, honey! Jason’s eyes are for Stella, he barely glanced my way.”
I stand at the table next to Ty rolling my eyes at my best friend and her loving boyfriend. Jason pops around my shoulder closest to Ty and inserts himself between us. “You ladies are enjoying the show?”
“Yes! You guys are awesome, Jason,” I say. The waitress sets down more drinks. That leaves me looking at three made for me. I grab one and down it. I plan on sipping the next one. The boys make conversation, and a very cute brunette walks up to Jaxon, and wraps her arm around his side. We are all introduced and I’m guessing this is the chick that is taking him home tonight. Jason releases me and heads back on stage for the next set. He’s very touchy feely tonight. I’ve seen him served a ton of drinks. I think I would be bothered if I hadn’t had my fair share of alcohol too.
Zoey sits on Pierce’s lap. He smiles from ear to ear as she says words only meant for him to hear. Jaxon and new girl are totally making out. Ty rubs his fingers up my thigh into my skirt and squeezes my ass hard. My eyes fly up to his and he leans down to my ear, “You look very sexy all sweaty, relaxed and intoxicated. Are you still going home with me? Or are you going with him?” His fingers slide around my skin until he rubs along my slit and then stop leaving me wanting more. I feel like he’s showing me what I will be missing if I choose Jason. The emotions flood my chest knowing that he wants me, yet touches me only out of sight of our friends. I don’t answer and sip my drink.
Jason takes the stage again and I feel a bit overwhelmed. He commands the audience and they love him. I’m frustrated at myself at the moment with my actions and decisions. I’m picking a man who doesn’t acknowledge me in public, wants to be friends with benefits, and dictates when and where those benefits happen. I look at Jason and know that he would proudly acknowledge me. He would proudly let me pick when and where we would have sex. I know Jason is the reasonable choice, so I keep asking myself why I choose Ty. I need a moment out of this situation. I tell Zoey that I will be right back, gently push through the crowd and leave out of the front door.
This town is so cute, small and old. The sign says one of the buildings was erected in 1910. All the buildings connect and are anywhere from two to three stories high. I walk out and find there is a ton of action going on inside, but the front is desolate. It feels good to breathe and try to clear my head. I’m so frustrated with Ty at the moment, I could spit nails. This is exactly the situation that reminds me why I never go anywhere that I can’t get in my car and leave at my leisure. I would never drive that POS this far, but right about now, I would kill to get in it and get the hell out of Dodge.
The door opens behind me so I stroll over to the right. I don’t want to make conversation with someone smoking a cig. I’m gripped around my waist and chest and pulled into an alleyway. “Don’t scream, Stella.” The voice is deep and hot in my ear. I know who it is as my back is pressed against his front and he rests against a wall. I relax into his embrace as he slightly grinds his hard length into my rear. “Why are you out here alone?”
I have tears in my eyes instantly, as I turn my head away from him. It’s not fair that I get his attention in an alleyway and never in front of actual people. I whisper, because if I speak he will know that I have a lump the size of a softball in my throat. “I needed some air.”
“Why? Jason has you all hot with his rock stardom?” His nose is shoved in my neck and his tongue is flicking out to taste my skin.
“No, and why the fuck do you care?” He stops the licking that has me hot instantly.
“Because we agreed, right? Are you changing your mind about you and me? Do you want Jason?”
“If I did, you would know, Ty, because he would let you know and so would I. He wouldn’t hide what he wants from everyone on the side of a building. He seems pretty proud that he finds me attractive and wants to date and have sex. You’re the opposite. Is this where you will take me, Ty? Is there where I get your attention? Outside, on the side of a building, in this little town? Because that’s how it works with you, Ty. You always get to choose when, where, and how.” I tense waiting for his reaction. I actually said exactly how I feel out loud.
Ty stops grinding into me and presses his forehead against the back of my head. His hands are tight around my waist. I hate myself for it, but he soothes my irritation with his touch. I want him and I feel like a damn yo-yo with my emotions spiking up and down, going from hot to cold.
What I have to remember that I did agree to this. He has been 100% honest. Yet, here I stand, feeling like I want to raise my head to the heavens and scream bloody murder because I don’t know what the hell I want. Well, I do, but my choice doesn’t want the same as me. The logical thing would be to quit, and call this whole thing off. It’s me who has the power to choose. I whisper out, “Forget what I said, Ty. I agreed to this. Just give me a minute, okay? I’m totally girlying out on you right now.”
Ty stays quiet and pulls me tighter. “I’m not trying to hurt you, Stella. I’m really not a bad guy. I swore, no matter what, I would not do what was done to me and keep my feelings and thoughts quiet.”
“I know, you’re right. I can’t say you haven’t been open and honest.” I gently work my way out of his death grip and walk back inside. Zoey’s questioning look is interrupted when I see our waitress and order a shot for everyone at our table. Ty comes back about five minutes later. He drags his eyes over my face, and I do my best to ignore the emotion running over his. The waitress drops off the shots and we all clank our glasses together. The vodka feels good running down my throat.
Jason’s set is almost over and we all agree to get out of here before the lights come on and we have to be wrangled out with the regulars. On the way out, Ty grabs my hand as we weave through the crowd. As we pass the stage, I give Jason a wave goodbye. He’s mid- sentence and stops singing. The band doesn’t stop playing. I hear over the speakers, “Come here, girl!” Looking up, I see he’s coming my way. I let go of Ty’s hand and walk to the end of the stage. His smile and eyes tell me he’s totally buzzing from all the drinks thrown his way tonight. He leans down, grabs the back of my head and plants a kiss on my lips that takes my breath away. His tongue invades my mouth. One part of me wants to push away. The other says, “God it’s been so long since I’ve been kissed.” I want to respond but feel mechanical. The kiss last three seconds but it feels so much longer. I can’t help but smile as the crowd erupts when he lets me go. Jason starts singing again and never misses a beat. He blows a kiss my way and then waves to everyone I’m with goodbye.
I have the same seat in the Escalade. I watch Ty’s jaw clench… release…clench… release and repeat. Pierce is asleep the moment we get on the turnpike in the front seat. Zoey is like a giddy schoolgirl whispering in my ear that the next moment we are alone, she will be getting mucho details about that kiss. I honestly don’t know what I would say about that kiss. I surely didn’t ask for it, yet I can’t say it was bad at all. Jason’s mouth was soft, yet his tongue was a bit forceful. It’s just not like me to have sex with one man, and then kiss another, hours later. So right now, I feel a bit dirty. I can tell that Zoey is feeling no pain because she is oblivious to the beast up front driving that happens to have steam coming out of his ears.
The steam comes out at a slower rate when we drop off the lovebirds. Plans are made for dinner and drinks for tomorrow night. I move to the front seat although I wanted to stay in the back. Ty extends his hand across the captain seats and I take it lightly in mine. He’s quiet on the ride back to his place. Once we park, he looks straight ahead and asks, “Are you staying here tonight? If not, will you text me when you get home?”
“Do you want me to stay? You seem really aggravated at me again.”
He finally looks at me. “I’m not. I just wasn’t expecting to have the woman I had sex with make out with another man in the same night. I know I have no say, but yeah, I feel pissed.”