“Ok,anywayIsaythis,it’sgoingto comeoutbad.”Shefinallylooksatme.“The wayyousaid,youneededtotel me somethingandthenyouonlykissedmeon mycheekwhenIgothere,Itookitas somethingbadandassumedtheworse.I thoughtyouweregoingtosayyouwere
breakingupwithmeuntilal thiscrapwas overormaybeyoucheatedonme,orthat I’mnotwhatyouwantedafteral .
Ifeellikesheslappedme.NeverdidIthink shewouldassumethat.Itoldherhow muchIloveher.Takingherhand,Ibringher tothecouch.
“Katy,listentome.Iloveyou.Idon’t wantanyonebutyou,haven’tforalong time.WhenItellyouthat,Imeanit.Now, thatIhaveyou,I’mnotlettingyougo.Do youunderstandthat?”
Sheplacesherhandonmycheek.“Kel an,I understandthat,andIloveyoutoo.Idon’t likethinkingstufflikethat,butIknowyou getlonelywhenyou’reontourandthere areplentyofwil inggirlsforyoutopick from.It’sstillhardformetobelieveyou wantme.”
“Thosegirlsdonothingforme.Do youknowwhy?”Iaskher.Sheshakesher headno.“Becausetherenotyou.”
Atearslidesdownhercheek.Sheleansin andkissesme.Leavingherforehead pressedtomine.Whenshepullsback,I lookdownather,“Iamsosorry.”
“Babe,Igetwhyyouwouldjumpto thatconclusion,butIwantyoutotrustme, ok?”
Shenodsherheadyes.Thistime,Ileanin andkissher.
“Haveyouheardanythingfromyour friend?”
“Unfortunately,not,butIwillletyou knowwhenIdo.”
“Ok.”
Chapter23
Kellan
TwodaysaftermytalkwithKaty,we leftagain.Hernotbeingwithmesucks.
Sure,Italktohereverydayandtextbutit’s notthesame.Iplopdownonthecouch.
DaneandKaneareplayingsomegame,but Kaneturnslongenoughtosmirkatme,
“there’sthelove-sickpuppy.”
Igivehimthefinger.
“You’renotmytype.”
Weal laugh.Maddoxgoesbacktohis phoneandJasperisreadingabook.
Alittlewhilelater,Jasperlooksupfromhis book,“What’swrongwithyou,otherthan beingalove-sickpuppy?”
Ihavebeenthinkingalotaboutthiswoman andherbeingpregnant,andforthelifeof me,Istil can’trememberifIsleptwithher
ornot.ThemoreIthinkaboutit,thelessit comestogetherinmyhead.Iusuallyamthe onethatcanremembereverythingbut sinceIwasdrunkmostofthattime,Iam havingonehel ofatimewithit.Ihaven’t toldtheguysyetaboutthis,butIwonderif anyofthemwouldrememberher.
“Thelasttimewewerein,awoman showedupatKaty’sandtoldusthatshe waspregnantwithmychild.”
Alltheguysheadspopup.Theyareall staringatme.So,Itellthemwhat happenedandwhatthepaperssaid.WhenI amdone,theyareallstil staringatme.
Maddoxisthefirsttospeak.“Doyouhavea pictureofthiswoman?Irememberalotof theirfaces,sinceIwastheonetoshow themthedoor,thenextmorning.MaybeI canlookatitandtellyouifherfaceringsa bel .”
“Yeah,”Kanejumpsin,“Isawsome ofthewomentoo.Maybe,Iwil recognize her.”
“HowisKatytakingthenews?Dane asks
“Shesaidshewouldstandbymeno matterhowitturnedout,butIknowthisis reallymessingwithher.Shewouldn’ttell me,butIcanseeit,everytimeweare together.IalsocontactedBradleyand askedhimtorunacheckonherandColt.”
“WhatdoesColthavetodowith
this?”Jasperquestions.
“Wel ,thereasonshebrokeupwith himwasbecausesheoverheardhimonthe phonewithsomeone,tellingsomeonehe lovedthem.Hehascontinuedtosendher flowersandshowupatherwork.Shesaid whenhesawthepictureofustogetherhe losthisshitandwentoffonherinher store.So,Igottothinking,sincehehas beentryinghishardesttogetbackwith Katyandshecontinuestotellhimtoget lost,thenwhenhefoundoutwewere togetherandwhenhegotpissedand startedtalkingshit,Katyputhiminhis place,mayhedidn’tlikethattoomuch.We
allknowhedoesn’tlikeme.Now,this womanshowsupandsheisallofasudden pregnantandshegoestoKaty’shouse,not mine,totellus.Somethingisn’tright somewhere.”
“Ok,Iagree.HasBradleycontacted youwithanynews?”Maddoxasks.
“Notyet.”
“Hewil .Justgivehimtime.”
Maddoxwalksoverandsitsbesideme.
“Wanttotel mewhatelseisbothering you?”
Ilaymyheadbackagainstthebackofthe seat.Damn,sometimesIwishedmyfriends couldn’treadmesowell.ThefactthatKaty thoughtIwouldcheatonherisstillmessing withmyhead.SheknowsIdon’tcheatand yetshestillthoughtIwoulddothattoher.I don’tknowifit’sbecauseofthedouche bagsshedatedbeforeme,orwhatbutI needhertotrustthatIwouldn’tdothat.
“Ifyouwantedagirltoknowhow muchyoucaredabouther,whatwouldyou do?”
“Tel herorshowher.”
“Doneboth.”
ItellMaddoxaboutmyconversationwith Katyfromtheothernight.Hisbrowsreach intohishairline.
“Youmeantotel methatshe
thoughtyouweregoingtobreakupwith herorthatyoucheatedonher.Shereally doesn’tknowhowmuchyouloveher,does she?”
“ItoldherIlovehermanytimes,but forsomereasonthatwasherfirstthought.”
“Letmethinkonthisone.Iwil get backtoyou.”
Thenextday,Icallandhavesix dozenrosessenttoher.Whenmyphone pings,Ismile.
Katy:Iloveyou
Katy:thanksfortheflowers
Me:whatflowers?
Katy:yourjoking,right?
Messingwithherisfun.Ilaughoutloud.
Theguysalllookatme.
Me:yeah.Gladyoulikethem
Katy:you’reanass
Me:yourass
Shedoesn’trespondback
Maddoxelbowsme,“youlookhappy.Get everythingfiguredout?”
“Iamhappyandmaybe.”
“Good.”
“How’sthingswithSuzanne?”
“Sameasusual.”
“AreyougoingtotakeKaty’sadvice andgethelp?”
“I’mfine.”
“Itakethatasano.”
“IsaidI’mfine.”
He’sfinefornow,butwebothknowheis actuallyfarfromfine.Idecidetodropthe subject.
“How’sAxel?”
Maddoxsmiles,“he’sgood.nexttimewe’re home,Igethim.Iwil bringhimby,ifyou wanttoseehim.”
“Ofcourse,Iwanttoseehim.”
Ilovethatkid,likehe’smyown.Imight onlybehissurrogateunclebutIwouldkil anyonewhotriedtohurthim.
Whenmyphonepings,Ilookdownatit.
Katy:I’mgladyou’remyass.
Ilaughagain.
Wejustfinishedourmeetandgreet andwearewalkingbacktothebus,when twogirlsstartrunningtowardus.Luckily,
ourbodyguardsstopthembeforethe reachus.Weclimbonthebus,andIhead tomybunk.Ileftmystageclothesandmy phoneonmybed.WhenIopenthecurtain, Iamstunnedsilent.Katyislayinginmy bunk.Sheisproppedonherside,lookingat me.Itakeherinfromheadtotoe.Shehas onablackskirt,blueshirtwithagunsand rosesemblemonitandherhairisbraided downoneshoulder.Sheisthemost gorgeousthingIhaveeverseen.
“Heybabe,missme.”
Igrinather.Hel ,yes,Imissedher.Iclimb upintomybunkandpullherunderme.
Lookingdownather,Icanseeallthelove shehasforme,shiningthroughherbig beautifulgreeneyes.
“YouknowIdid.Whendidyouget here?”
“Um…onlyabouttenminutes
ago.”
Ikissthesideofhermouth,thenherneck.
“Iwantedtosurpriseyou.”
“Itwasaverynicesurprise.”Itellher, beforekissinghercollarbone,thenbetween herbreast.
“Kel an.”
Ilookupather,“yeah.”
“Coltcamebytheshopagain.Imade himleaveandthreatenedtocal thecops,if hecameback.Hedidn’tdoanything,butI wantedtoletyouknow.”
Thisguyisreallystartingtogetonmy nerves.
“I’mgladyoutoldme.Anything
else?”
Shescrunchesherbrowsatme,“noIdon’t thinkso.Whataboutyou?”
“Nope.”
“Howmuchtimedowehavebefore
youhavetobeonstage?”
“Aboutanhourandhalf.”
“Thenlet’smovetothebigroom.
Unlesssomeoneisinthere.”
Fromthelookthatcrossesherface,Ican tellsheisrememberingwhenshewalkedin onMaddox.Ismirkather.
“ComeonKaty.Don’tbesucha
prude.”
“I’mnotaprude.Ilikeadventurous sexbutnumerouspartners…wellthatgoes beyondanythingIhaveeverwantedtodo.”
“Don’tyouhavefantasies?”
“Wellyes.Doesn’teveryone?”
Igrin,“Iguesstheydo.”Iraiseabrowat her,“wanttotel mesomeofthese fantasiesofyours?”
“No,notrightnow,maybelater.”She states,assheflushesred.
“Tellmeonething.”
“What?”
“Doyourfantasiesinvolveme?”
“Always.”Shewhispers.
Ican’thelpbuttosmile,asallofmy fantasiesinvolveheraswell.Shejust doesn’tknowit.IguessIwil havetoshare someofmyfantasies,inorderforherto sharehers.
“HowaboutIshareone,thenyou
shareone?”
“Maybe.”
“Comeonbabe,youknowyou’re
curious.”
“Maybe.”
Ijumpoutofmybunk,grabherbyher waistandliftherout.Openingthedoor,the roomisempty.Istepasideandletherin.
“Arethesheetsclean?”
“Yeah.Theywerechangedthis
morning.”
“Good.”
ShepushesmeandIlandflatonmyback.I watchherassheslidesherskirtdownher legs,thenstraightens.Shepullshershirtup
andoverherhead,she’snotwearingabra.
Itakeherin,sheiswearingonlyherred lacepantiesandblueheels.
Whenshegoestoremoveherheels,Istop her,“Keepthemon.”Shesmirksatme.
“Liketheheelshuh.”Shehooksher thumbsinthesideofherpantiesandslides themdown.Katyisfuckinghot.Iwantmy mouthandhandsal overher.
“Comeherebabe.”
Shewalkstowardthebed.Isitupandslide totheedgeofthebed.Iwrapmyhands aroundherhipsandkissherstomach.She sucksinabreath.
Ilickaroundherbellybuttonbeforedipping mytongueinsideit.Sheshivers.
Ilaybackandpullherwithme.Sheis proppingherselfupwithherhands.
“Iwantyoutostraddlemyface.”
Shedoesn’tmoveorsayanything.Ipatmy mouth.“Iwantyourpussyrighthere.”
Sheslowlyclimbsonthebed,straddlingme andmovesonherkneesuntilsheisatmy chest.
“Areyousure?Imean…”
Icutheroffbygrabbingheraroundthe waitandmovinghertherestofthewayup untilsheisexactlywhereIwanther.
Withthefirstlickofmytongueherprotest diesaway.Ilickandsuckonheruntilsheis ridingmyface.
Whenshestartspul ingonmyhair,Isucka littleharder.
“Ohgodyes,rightthere.Don’tstop.”
Iaddmyfingerandcurlit,untilIhitthat sweetspot,thatsendshershootingofflike arocket.Beforeshehastimetocome down,Ihaveflippedher,strippedoffmy clothesandIamburieddeepinsideher.She letsoutamoan,wrapsherlegsaroundmy hipsandpullsmedeeper.
Iplacemyhandsbesideherheadandkiss herpassionately.Iglideinandoutofher
slowly.Whensherocksherhipsupintome, Islowdownevenmore,tothepointof almoststopping.
Sheyanksonmyhair,pullingherlipsfrom mine,“stopteasingme.”
Ismile,sheissoimpatient.Idon’tspeedup butdoincreaseourfriction.Whensheison theedge,Ispeedupjustalittle,thenstop.
“Damnit,Kel an.”
“Notyet.”
“Yes,now.”
“No.”
“Why?”shewhines.
“BecauseIhaveotherplans.”
Igrabherhipsandflipus,sosheisontop, thenIliftandspinher,soherbackistome, slidinginsideheragain.
“Oh,”shemoans.
Damn,shefeelssogood.Closingmyeyes,I runmyhanddownherspine.Whenmy
handsreachthespotrightaboveherass,I applyjustalittleofpressureuntilshe bends,justslightly.
“Please,Kel an?”
“Please,what?”
“Fuckme.”
“Howaboutyoufuckme?Rideme,
babe.”
Whenshestartstomove,Isuckinmy breath.Fuck!Ididn’tknowitwouldfeelthis good.
Wrappingmyarmaroundherwaist,Ilift her,sothatherbackistightagainstmy chest.Ipoundupintoher.Shereachesback andwrapsherarmsaroundmyneck.
“Yes,godyes.”
Irunmyhanddownherstomachandstop whenmyfingersreachherclit.Istarttorub circlesoverit.
“Rightthere.Don’tstop.”
Withanotherthrust,sheconvulsesaround mydick.Ikeepthrustingupintoher.When herconvulsionsstop,Ispinheraround.I wanttoseeherface,asIfindmyrelease.
“Ridebabe.”
Sheplacesherhandsonmychestandstarts torideme.Afterafewminutes,shestarts tighteningherinnermuscleswithevery slideup.Itfeelsasifsheismilkingmycock.
AfewmoreglidesandI’mcoming.
Chapter24
Katy
IstayedwithKellanfortwodays, beforereturninghome.Thismesswiththat woman,plusthefactthatColtwon’tleave mealone,hasmystresslevelthroughthe roof.
TheonlytimeIgotabreakwaswhen IwaswithKellan.Hemadethingssomuch moretolerable.Whenmyphonerings,I glanceatthescreen,Idon’trecognizethe numberbutansweritanyways.
“Hel o.”
“Ms.Hart?”
“Yes.”
“Itoldyouhewasmineandwould alwaysbemine.Now,whydon’tyoudous bothafavorandleavehim.Doyoureal y
wanttoraiseanotherwoman’sbabywith him?”
“Look,lady.Idon’tknowhowyougot mynumberbutifyoucal meagain,Iwil callthecops.Butletmemakemyselfclear, ifyourbabyisreallyhis,Iwillberightbyhis sidealltheway.So,whateveryourgameis, youneedtofindadifferentplayerbecause I’mnotplayingit.”
ShehangsupbeforeIcansayanythingelse.
Sheisreallystartingtopissmeoff.Who doesshethinksheis?Shereal yhasnoclue thekindofrelationshipmeandKellanhave, andsheneverwil .
So,forthenextweek,Itrytofind anythingandeverythingIcanonthis woman.Ilookthroughal mypaperworkto seeifshemighthavecomeintotheshop beforeal thisstartedbutnothing.Iam sittingonmycouchwithaglassofwine, whenthere’saknockonmydoor.Idon’t knowwhoitis,andIdon’tcare.Icontinue tositthereanddrinkmywine.
Whenmyphonegoesoff,Igrabit andlookatthescreen.Can’tagirlhavea littletimetoherselftowallow,Imeanshit!
It’satextfromKellan
Kellan:Heybabe,busy?
Me:No
Kellan:Whatareyoudoing?
&n
bsp; Me:Sittingonmycouch,drinking wine
Kellan:Answerthedoor
Huh?Ireadthetextagain.Nopeitstil says, answerthedoor.Now,Iwonderwhathe did.Ihaven’tseenhimintoolongtocount andImisshim.
Whenthereisanotherknockonthe door,Igotoanswerit.Pullingitopen,Ilet outasqueakasIampushedbackinsidethe door.Iblinkandsureenough,Kel anis standingthere.Isquealandjumpathim, crushingmymouthonhis.
“Whatareyoudoinghere?”
“Wedecidedtomakeaquickstop
home.I’monlyherefortonight.”
Ifeelmyfacefall.Ionlyhaveonenightwith him.Thissucks!
“Don’tlooksosad,babe.”