Torn (33 page)

“Jesus, just what porn have you
been watching?” he groaned. “You’ll make me come before you even get me in your
mouth.”

“A girl can’t give away all of
her secrets, can she?” I smiled as he shook his head, then I palmed the
windscreen with one hand as I held his solid cock with the other. There was no
way I was equipped to deep throat that without practice. I made a mental note
to buy some unripe bananas first thing tomorrow. I leaned in, surprised to feel
more excitement than nerves at the thought of doing this. I slowly blew on his
tip, then dragged my tongue over it, enjoying the hiss Nate made through his
teeth. I swirled my tongue around his head, then licked over his piercing,
making him groan loudly and lift his hips a little. Tilting my head, I trailed
my tongue all the way down his shaft, then kissed and licked his balls before
moving back up and playing with that bar of metal, which had him cursing. “You’re
so big, Ace. I’m not sure I can take you all of the way in, but I want to try.”

Taking a deep breath, I lifted my
eyes to his as I opened my mouth and slowly lowered it over him, flattening my
tongue as I guided as much of him inside me as possible, then closed my lips
around it and hollowed my cheeks as I sucked my way back up.

“Holy fuck,” Nate grunted, one of
his hands immediately reaching to grasp my ponytail. His eyes burned into mine,
pools of fire where his dark pupils normally lived. I moaned at the look on his
face, the noise muffled by the size of him inside me, but his nostrils flared
as his jaw clenched and he gritted his teeth. He wasn’t giving me any pointers
yet, so I hoped that I was doing ok and giving him what he needed. But God, if
it didn’t make me feel like I had all of the power for once, to have him in my
mouth as I watched him struggle to maintain control.

Nate

When we were both legal, I was
taking Liam on a night out in Vegas for this. My usually sweet and innocent,
yet sexy as hell, girlfriend was on her knees, blowing me like a pro. It was
all I could do not to grab her head, fuck her throat, and spill myself inside
her already. I’d always loved the view up here, sometimes I drove up at night
after Ma had worn herself out and fallen asleep and I was restless. I’d sit in
my car and stare out at the view, imagining what my life might look like in the
future. To see this vista from on top of my car, with Sky on her knees, her
full tits and pert pink nipples shaking as she sucked me, that necklace
swinging like a pendulum, and the globes of her ass encased in hot pink lace
against the backdrop of the city lights, was mind blowing. Her first time and
she already ranked up there as the best I’d ever had on technique, but the
feelings I had for her, and her for me, blasted her straight to number one. I
loved that she’d taken so much care and trouble to make sure she pleased me.
Christ knew how much better she’d get with practice. And I hoped there’d be lots
of practice, for both of us.

I could still taste her in my
mouth. Pink cotton candy, sweet and delicious. To think she was ready to go all
the way, too? I was glad I didn’t have any condoms on me, I’d have been too
weak to resist the offer, and there was no easy way to make love to a girl on
the hood of a car. I wasn’t sure I’d ever made love to a girl, but for her
first time I wanted to. The fact that she was offering her virginity to me
meant something, to her and to me. I felt honored and I’d have hated to ruin
that by being unable to resist my urges and fucking her up here. Though the
thought of taking her from behind over the hood was so appealing, I’d make that
happen one day. I jolted as she fondled my balls, stroking that sensitive bit
of skin behind them, that had given me the most intense ejaculations of my life
since she’d started playing there while she jerked me off. I could feel the
blood in my veins boiling, surging to my cock, making it swell even more inside
her tiny mouth. I grunted again and held her gaze through half-closed eyes to
see her lips stretched to capacity as she hummed in pleasure while she worked
on me, the vibrations only making my balls and stomach tighten as I felt the
end approaching. I didn’t want to come, I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to
imprint this on my brain, my first ever blow job from the first ever girl I’d
fallen in love with.

“Fuck.” My voice was a strangled
cry as my hand fisted her hair even harder, my hips starting to pump, my cock
taking over for my brain as it chased its release. She spluttered as I moved
deeper into her mouth, but when I tried to pull myself back, she grabbed my ass
and slid me forward again, her eyes pleading with me not to stop, to just lose
myself in the moment, the way she had when she’d come all over my face. “Oh
yeah, that’s it, baby, suck, suck harder, I’m so close. Don’t stop …
Jesus
,
don’t stop.”

I gasped as my hips thrust forward
one last time, spearing her, my hand holding her head in place, not wanting to
spill a single drop of my seed without her swallowing it. I roared her name
into the night as a white-hot flash engulfed my cock, as my come burst from me
with force and Sky’s eyes widened in surprise at the torrent that flowed down
her throat. I groaned as I relaxed my grip on her a little, pulling back to
allow her to swallow, fighting to keep my eyes on hers, only to be filled with
pride to see her gulp me down with no complaint. I collapsed back onto the
roof, releasing her hair as I flung an arm over my face and tried to pull my
scattered senses back together.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned as I felt and
heard her sucking me clean, then kissing her way up my stomach and chest. She
suddenly stopped and gasped, and I felt her fingers move to a spot on my chest,
right above my heart. I winced as I felt a slight sting as she circled her
fingers.

“What did you do?” she uttered.

“Fuck!” I woke up immediately and
bolted upright, reaching out to grab her as I nearly sent her sliding down the
windshield. “I totally forgot to tell you, you kind of distracted me sitting up
here in your bra and panties.”

“You got my name tattooed over
your heart?” she whispered, her eyes growing damp with emotion as she searched
my eyes. I nodded, wondering if she’d find it too much. I was coming on kind of
strong for a guy who’d never lasted more than a few fucks with a girl. And now
I was confessing love and getting her name tattooed, and we hadn’t even had
sex. “It’s
permanent
.”

“Yeah, think I already knew that,”
I laughed, as I hauled her up to sit in my lap. “But … I’ve never told a girl I
love them before, Sky. You’re my first, and I already know you’ll be my last. I
knew I was going to tell you tonight, I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, so
this was part of my gift to you. This tattoo was to show you that my words,
like my love for you, were permanent too.”

“
Nate.”
Whenever she said my
name that way, breathlessly, with wonder in her tone and in her eyes, she
didn’t need to say anything else. I knew how she was feeling. How the hell had
a guy like me got so lucky to love a girl who loved me as much in return? My
heart swelled when she did say more though. “I love you that much, too.”

Sky

Mid-February

I opened my purse again as we approached
the stadium, checking for the umpteenth time that Nate’s present was still
there and hoping that the fake ID his friend Saunders had managed to make me,
without Nate’s knowledge, would pass muster. I’d be devastated if I was turned
away from his birthday treat I’d arranged. I hadn’t seen him all day, both of
us had had back-to-back lectures, and he had baseball practice, but I’d
arranged to take the night off from working in Joelle’s, and Pops had agreed to
drive me to Vegas and drop me off at the stadium to meet Nate. He still wasn’t
exactly jumping for joy about my relationship with Nate, but he’d admitted it
had lasted longer than he’d expected and he could see that I was in love. He’d
confessed he didn’t want to lose me by trying to be heavy handed about things,
but he’d refused to extend my midnight curfew.

“Be careful in the city at night.
Stay in public areas,” Pops warned as he drove me right to the main entrance.

“I’ll be with Nate, Pops, not
wandering the streets on my own, and I’m not exactly dressed like I’d be
mistaken for a hooker, am I?”

“Thank God, and long may it stay
that way,” he sighed as he leaned over to kiss my cheek.

“Thanks so much for driving me, I
really appreciate it.”

“You’ll be driving yourself soon,
hopefully those lessons are paying off.”

“I’ve been thinking about asking
Nate if he can teach me too, out on the empty parking lots after work.”

“Hmmm,” he murmured, expressing
his displeasure at that snippet of information. “Midnight, Sky, no later.”

“Yes, Pops. Love you,” I called
as I slid out of his truck and shut the door. He waited until I stepped in
through the doors and gave him a wave before driving away.

I ran up the stairs then jogged
down them, ignoring my usual place above the dugout and heading down to the
stands, pressing up against the bottom rail. I’d have missed Nate pitching
tonight, he always went first, but I smiled as I spotted him running around the
back of the field, wind-milling his arms to loosen them up every now and then.
I felt kind of bad that I wasn’t in a sexy dress to celebrate his twenty-first,
but what I had planned meant I needed my jeans. I’d tried to sexy it up a bit
with some high heels and a tightly fitted white jersey shirt, topped with a
black wool poncho. My hair was knotted into a messy but sexy up-do, as I knew
Nate loved looking at my neck. I’d finally perfected the art of the sultry,
smoky, black and gray eye shadow with flicked-out liner, and I’d gone for a new
set of lingerie, part of my birthday gift to him, of black bra and panties with
hot pink ribbons around the edges.

I hollered as I saw one of his
best friends, Griffin, sliding across the red dirt to beat the fielder’s throw and
score a home run. Griffin grinned up at me as he dusted himself off. I sighed
with happiness as Nate got closer, hoping that he’d finally let me score a home
run with him tonight. Sure, I had some nerves, more about how painful it might
be based on the size of Nate’s cock, but I was beyond impatient now. I loved
him and I wanted to experience everything that people in love did. Having sex,
offering myself to him completely, was the final gift I could offer. For now,
anyway. Obviously there was marriage and babies, but that was way,
way
down
the line. I wanted a career first, and I’d already had to acknowledge that my
dreams of working in LVPD may not happen. If Nate got a major league contract
when he graduated, he could be relocated anywhere in the country. And where
Nate went, I was going to follow.

He spotted me and slowed down,
putting his hands on his slim hips as he started to walk toward me. Before he
made it, there was a sudden swarm of his teammates surrounding him as they
abandoned practice and tackled him to the ground. I laughed as they hoisted him
up into the air, on top of some of their shoulders, amidst chants of “Hudson,
Hudson.” He grimaced at me, an apologetic smile, but I couldn’t begrudge his
team wanting to celebrate his birthday, too. They carried him off toward the
tunnel, but Saunders came jogging over to see me.

“Hey, Sky.”

“Hey, Saunders,” I replied. I’d
given up on using his first name, Bryce, as it seemed weird that Nate didn’t
call him that and I did.

“Take my hands, I’ll help you
over. You can come and wait inside where it’s warm while he showers and changes.”

“Hmmm, an open invitation to the
Rebels’ locker room to watch you all shower. Is it my birthday again?”

“No way,” he laughed, as I
climbed over the railing with his help. “Coach would skin me alive, letting a
woman into the inner sanctum. There’s a bench outside. But there’s nothing to
stop you imagining us in there.”

“No, there really isn’t, is there,”
I grinned.

I texted Josh as I sat waiting,
checking that he was ok with their mom, and double checking the takeout order
for when we got back to Boulder City. Much as I’d have loved to have Nate to
myself for the rest of the night, it was a special day for him, and he’d barely
had time to see Josh this morning. Plus his mom wouldn’t handle him being away
all night on his birthday. We were going to go do the surprise, then head back,
pick up Chinese, and have dinner at his, then all things being well with his
mom, we could sneak up to JT’s and finally do the deed.

I snapped my head up as the
locker room door opened and I was hit with a wall of laughter and voices as the
guys started to exit, a few of them giving me the once over. I cringed to think
what Nate would do if he caught them doing that. I jumped up as he came out
with his bag slung over his shoulder, back in his trademark white tee, black
jeans, boots, and leather jacket. His face split with a wide grin and he
dropped his bag and caught me as I jumped up onto his hips, planting my lips
straight on his. He walked me back into the wall as we kissed, my hands
gripping his hair as we ignored the whoops and cheers of his friends as they
exited.

“Happy birthday, Ace.”

“Hmmm, I wish my morning had
started with that welcome, instead of another bowl of Captain Crunch aimed at
my head for leaving,” he chuckled.

“Wouldn’t it be safer to give her
bacon and waffles for breakfast?”

“No,” he sighed, dropping his
forehead to mine as he pecked my lips again. “It was Dad’s favorite cereal, so
it’s all she wants for breakfast since he died.”

“I don’t know what I’d do if I
lost you.” My heart ached at the thought of it. If I couldn’t cope a single day
without seeing him, what if I lost him for good? Would I go crazy and turn to
some kind of addiction to try and replace the high I felt whenever I was with
him?

“You’d live, Sky,” he said
firmly. “It would break my dad’s heart now to see her like this, slowly killing
herself. He’d never have wanted that. He’d have wanted her to carry on without
him, to bring up Josh, to still be the kind of mother she was before it
happened. He’d even have wanted her to move on, to be happy with someone else
one day.”

“How could she be? I couldn’t if
it was me.” I dropped my chin to my chest, unable to look at him as I
considered a life without him. He gripped my jaw and forced my head back up.

“You would,” he ordered. “Promise
me, promise me that if anything ever happens to me, you won’t end up like her.
That you’ll grieve, then you’ll start again, find someone else to love.”

“I’ll never love anyone the way I
love you, Nate.”

“Would you want me to pine away
for you for the rest of my life?”

“No, but–”

“I’ll never love anyone the way I
love you either, Sky,” he said firmly, talking over me. “But that doesn’t mean
that a lesser love can’t bring us some happiness after a devastating loss.
Promise me, I need you to promise.” There was something in his voice, something
that betrayed just how painful he found his mom’s decline. He always tried to
brush it off, that he was dealing, but I knew better. She wasn’t just killing
herself, she was slowly killing her sons as well.

“I promise to try, but I can’t promise
I will,” I whispered. He sighed and nodded.

“I can live with try. Now can we
bury this deep and depressing conversation and get back on the happy birthday
highway?”

“Kiss me happy again first.”

“If I ever kiss you sad, you put
on your sneakers and you run from me like the wind,” he chuckled, giving me
what I wanted again.

We sat on his driveway, making
out in the car before we had to be on reasonable behavior in front of Josh.
When we finally pulled away from each other, he looked down at his right hand
and grinned.

“I love my ring, baby.”

“It looks good with your leather
cuff,” I smiled. I’d gotten him a super-masculine bevel-edged black tungsten
ring, with a steel strip around the middle. I’d gotten it for his middle
finger, but he preferred it on his index finger, and I’d caught him looking at
it while his hand was draped over the steering wheel throughout the journey
back.

“You’ve spoiled me. The Rio VooDoo
Zipline, which I wanted to take you on for our first date, my ring, and now Chinese.”

“Cold Chinese if we don’t get in soon,”
I laughed. “Plus the quicker you eat, the faster you can have your main present.”

“There’s more?” he exclaimed, his
brow furrowing in disapproval. He’d told me not to spend much.

“I haven’t broken any spending
rules,” I advised as I grabbed the bags of takeout from their spot between my
feet. “In fact, it’s totally free, but I’m hoping it will be your favorite gift
so far.”

“What is it?” he asked, his
disapproving look changing to one of puzzlement as I leaned over to kiss him
chastely.

“Me,” I whispered. “Or more
correctly, my virginity.” His eyes and the flare of his nostrils betrayed how
he really felt about it, but he pursed his lips and frowned again as he grabbed
the back of my neck, holding me close to him.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” he
asked, searching my eyes for any hint of hesitation.

“Ace, I’ve been ready for weeks.
It’s not like your cock is going to get smaller the longer we date. Don’t you
want me?”

“I’ve never wanted anything more,”
he growled, silencing me with his tongue again. We both jumped and separated
when there was a loud knock on the window.

“Are you going to suck face in
there for the rest of the night, or can we go in and eat? I’m damn hungry,” Josh
scolded as he peered through Nate’s window. Nate turned to look at me and gave
me a questioning look.

“We could keep ‘sucking face’ and
just let him eat all the food,” he suggested.

“Tempting as that is, I’m
actually hungry too, and I need my stamina for later.” I winked at him and
quickly hopped out of the car with the bags, offering one to Josh as I linked
arms with him and we headed inside, Nate on our heels.

“How’s Ma?” he asked.

“Unusually quiet, except for the
crying,” he replied as he put the bag on the kitchen island.

“She’s crying again?” Nate’s eyes
drifted in the direction of her room.

“She wasn’t … sorry, Sky, she
wasn’t happy that you were out with Sky instead of being here for your birthday,”
Josh answered as he reached for some plates.

“I’ve got a life too,” Nate
muttered, shoving his hands through his hair and flashing me an apologetic
look.

“Don’t,” I warned. “I know how
Mom and Pops felt about me not celebrating my birthday night with them. Maybe
you could tempt her to come out and join us at the table when we’ve reheated
the food?” I suggested. “I haven’t met her yet, maybe she’d feel more at ease
if she gets to know me, if she realizes how important you are to me, both of
you,” I added, looking over at Josh. He nodded and offered a shrug.

“Can’t hurt to try. Why don’t you
go and see her while Sky and I get the food dished up?” he suggested.

“Fine,” Nate sighed, looking
anything but convinced. He clasped my face and kissed my forehead tenderly. “I’ll
go talk to her.”

I hip-bumped Josh out of the way
and took over with the food, telling him to get some drinks ready. Their
kitchen was nice, only a few years old. Mr. Hudson had upgraded the kitchen,
laundry, and bathrooms the summer before he died. In fact, the interior looked great.
It was in need of a coat of paint, and the curtains and carpets needed a good
steam clean, but it was a nice place. It was the outside that needed some work.
The roof was overdue for some major repairs, the stucco was cracked, with
chunks missing from it, and all of the windows and doors needed sanding and
repainting, not to mention some serious work on their front and back yard. Nate
was too busy to do any more, unless he wanted to sacrifice his down time with
me. Josh was busy with his studies or shadowing Billy when he went out, and
they couldn’t afford to pay someone to come in and do it all.