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“Yeah, I know, I don’t know why I’m being so needy. I know, I know before you say it. It’s not needy to express your needs to those around you. It’s called communicating.” She changed her voice so it was deeper to imitate my voice. Bella and I both chuckled.
“Exactly, now have a good night and call me if you need me to pick you up.” We’d arrived at the bar and Crimson hopped out of the truck quickly. I figured Bella would scoot over once Crimson was out of the truck; instead she seemed very content to stay where she was. We both waved to Crimson when she turned around at the front door and watched her walk inside.
“You’ve done a good job. In case you didn’t know.” Bella murmured as I pulled out of the parking lot. It meant a lot to me to hear her say that.
“Thank you. I just want her to have a chance. That’s what anyone who’s been through what she has deserves.” Bella reached out and grabbed my hand giving it a squeeze.
“You’re right she deserves that chance to be happy. You’ve helped give that to her.” I’d just pulled into my drive when she reached up and turned my head toward her. I thought she wanted to look me in eye, but instead she leaned up and kissed me. As soon as our lips met my entire body came to life.
My hands found her their way into her hair and gripped her tightly as I deepened the kiss. Suddenly she shifted and was in my lap moaning and rubbing her core against my cock that was straining against my jeans. I’d probably have a fucking indention on it from my zipper at the rate we were going. Pulling back, I looked into her eyes.
“This is a bad idea. Tell me this is a bad idea.” Instead of telling me it was a bad idea, she yanked me to her lips once more. Her hands pulled my shirt up ‘til she could get underneath to skim my chest with her nails.
“House. Need a bed. Want to make you scream.” I said between kisses as I opened the truck door and we made our way into the house.
“Just for tonight.” She whispered against my lips. I wanted more, but right at that moment; I’d take whatever she was willing to give so I nodded.
As soon as the door was shut, clothes started coming off. I heard buttons hit the floor when she yanked my shirt open and flung it somewhere across the room. This woman was like fire and if I wasn’t careful, she’d brand me for life as hers. I could easily see myself falling for her and not just because of her hot fucking body. There was something about her that called to me.
When she was down to her bra and panties, I brought her flush against my body so I could touch every single inch of her curves. If I was only going to have her for one night, I was going to make sure it was a memorable one for both of us. Gripping her ass, I lifted her up wrapping her legs around my waist and carried her back to my room without breaking contact with our lips.
Laying her out on the bed, she was all lush curves and sin staring back up at me.
“You going to just take in the sights or play with them.” She ran her hands from her hips up to her breasts before stretching out like a satisfied cat. Fuck she was beautiful.
“Oh I’m going to play with them; I just like to admire beautiful things when I see them.” A light blush spread from her head to her toes. Reaching for the waistband of her panties I slowly pulled them down her legs, bending a little to kiss a trail down to the top of her mound. She smelled fucking delectable so I dipped my tongue just a little to tease her and she moaned out my name.
Gripping her thighs, I pulled her to the edge of the bed and got down on my knees. Fuck moaning out my name, I was going to make her chat it like a prayer. Running my tongue along her slit, I let it slide in until I hit her clit.
“Holy shit!” Nope not the words I want her to be yelling yet. Gotta try harder. Latching onto her clit, I nibbled it until she was arching into me. Then I slid two fingers inside her wetness and started pumping slowly until she was grinding against my hand.
“Holland please...please.” Her head was thrashing from side to side while her fingers had a death grip on my hair. I was pretty sure I’d have half-moon indents in my scalp from her nails, and I gave zero fucks.
“Something else you wanting sweetness?” I asked as I reached in my nightstand for a condom.
“Yes, now give it to me before I take it.” There was that fire I was falling for. Sliding the condom on myself I rubbed my cock against her wet opening. I could feel the warmth emanating from her, welcoming me. She growled in frustration at my teasing, so I dipped just the tip in. Bella moaned out in pleasure.
“Is this what you are wanting?” I slid about half the way in, and she grabbed for my hips pulling me all the way in.
“Ah hell!” I hissed out she felt so fucking good wrapped around my cock. Like the perfect fucking glove. Bella reached around behind her back releasing her bra before flinging it across the room. God her breasts were beautiful and were begging for my mouth to be on them. Latching onto her nipple, I sucked hard which brought a hum of approval.
“Fuck Bella, what are you doing to me.” I always made fun of guys who got pussy whipped but right about now I could totally understand why they did. Being inside her made me forget everything else around me.
“Don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop.” She begged as I grabbed her hips and started pumping harder. Rubbing my thumb against her clit, I could see her release coming. It was only a matter of minutes, maybe even seconds, before she was going to detonate, and I wasn’t going to be far behind her. Her whole body convulsed as she reached the peak of her orgasm. Her nails raked down my back, her legs became vice grips, and her pussy pulsated around me.
“Fuck. Holland. Holland. Holland.” She chanted as I pounded into her again and again chasing my own release.
“Holy shiiit!” I yelled as I curled my body around her, drawing out both of our orgasms as long as possible. There’s a moment where I’m pretty sure she snatched my soul out of my body as I rolled off of her. Hurrying into the bathroom, I disposed of the condom and crawled back into bed pulling her against me. She stiffened for a moment before relaxing against me.
I woke the next morning knowing immediately that she was gone. The warmth of her body was gone; the only thing that lingered was her soft vanilla scent. Figuring she got up so she could get ready to leave I jumped out of bed. Silence greeted me as I made my way through the house. Crimson’s bag was gone, and when I looked outside so was Bella’s bike. There was a note taped to the frig, it wasn’t in Crimson’s handwriting, so I assumed it was Bella who wrote it.
Holland,
I’m glad I got a chance to thank you properly last night for everything you’ve done for Crimson. She wanted to say goodbye, but I didn’t want to wake you. Thank you again for being there for her when I couldn’t.
Bella & Crimson
Something in my chest felt heavy at that moment, like all the air had been sucked out of the room. I felt disgusted with myself thinking that she only gave herself to me as a thank you for helping her sister. She’d always view me as all the other men in her life because of that. Fuck! I stood there looking at my door hoping they would come back. But life doesn’t work that way for me, never has and never will. People leave me, that’s just the way it is.
