Two
Chapter 2
I waive the bartender over to get our drinks. Finally, a table frees up. I throw him a fifty as I nod to the girls to grab the now empty table. Why do girls have to travel in packs? It would be so much easier if she were alone. Now I get to flatter her friends, but not so much that she thinks I want one of them.
Lacey doesn’t know I’m watching her watch me. Damn, that woman turns me on. I see her face flush every time I touch this sweet young beauty. "Dance with me?" As if I have to ask this girl. Ten minutes and I already know she’ll do whatever I want her too.
Ah, she has another interest. Poor guy, she belongs to me. How will she reject this one? Look at her. Who wouldn’t hit on her? I have to stop or this little girl will think the growth in my pants is her doing.
This show bores me. I should just hit her in the head and drag her home so we can have her. If only she was alone. Instead, her friends sit and gawk as we spin across the dance floor. I have to reinforce that I’m a good guy and yes, you can come home with me.
Six drinks and an hour later I help her in my car as she waves goodbye to her friends. You are letting me have her. They have all but giving me permission to keep her. Live with these choices ladies.
I hate this drive home. A forty-five-minute drive, what a waste. I still think we should shop closer to home. Quicker and there are girls I would like to see her taste. Lacey is so picky.
I park next to the garage and see the upstairs light is on. I won’t interrupt her shower. This girl will be out all night. Between the Ketamine and those drinks, she shouldn’t stir till morning. I will set her up for Lacey.
It’s two A.M as I look around. No one is watching. I unlock the back door. Leaving it ajar in case she comes to as I bring her inside. We need a house with an attached garage. It would make this so much easier.
As I open the car door a breeze blows her hair in her face. I slide it behind her ear. She is young. I have spent most of the night showing interest in this girl and I can’t remember her name.
I wrap her left arm around my neck as I slide my arm under her warm body. She’s lighter than she looks. Easy to maneuver because she is unconscious well, passed out but same difference to me. "Come with me sleeping beauty," I whisper as her head rolls on my chest.
Using my foot, I slide the door closed behind me as we enter the house. The basement is ready and waiting. I lay her on the bed and light two candles. Raising her hands, I cuff them first to the bedpost. I notice her body is amazing as I stand to admire her beauty.
I grab the scissors from the night table and cut off the little white top that barely covers her breasts. The shirt looks two sizes too small for her. As I push it back from her breast, I hear Lacey behind me. I pull her black skirt away from her skin so I can cut the thin material while asking her to move it out of our way.
Rarely have I seen the look she now wears as she climbs on the bed. I strap the girl’s legs down for her safety. I can only watch as Lacey runs her tongue down this girl’s leg. Anger rages through me as I watch.
The woman I love is loving another woman with me behind her as if I don’t matter. I’m torn between excitement and disgust. How can she act as if I’m not watching her? Does she care at all?
I will make her wait. Show her how it feels right now. I grab her by the hair and pull her to me. I shove my tongue down her throat. She accepts it, kissing me back with a passion in her mouth. I watch her; I need to know she wants me.
Her eyes find the girls breast. I slide her close enough to reach them. I watch as she grabs her breast the way I want her to stroke me. The thoughts of her stroking me this way are instant arousal. I let her hair go so I can step out of my pants.
I know Lacey wants her and I want Lacey. I cut the bra off so her breasts are free. I push her forward so she can have her wants. I watch as she fills her mouth with breast, sucking and biting keeping them cupped in her hand.
I can feel the soft silk robe as I rub against her. I want to be jealous but I don’t want her to stop. Again I grab her hair and roll her off. I guide her head to her thigh and I make her lay and watch. I want her to stop me. I want her to watch me with this girl while wishing it was her. That never happens though.
I push her leg up so I can crawl between them. Lacey throws her tongue across me as I lean in to kiss the girl. Maybe she is jealous. As I kiss her, it’s Lacey’s face I see. It’s always Lacey. I turn her face away from me and kiss her neck. All I see is Lacey as I kiss her nipple and hug her breasts with my mouth.
I place myself at her opening and I wait. Feeling the warmth from her excites me. Lacey leans in and licks me on her. This is the first time she has done this. My body shivers as I feel her wet tongue circle me on another woman.
The feeling sends me inside this girl. Confusion freezes me there. All these feelings pulsing through my body locks me just inside her. My eyes stay on Lacey. Annoyed she takes another taste.
I thrust in hard and pull out so she can taste us. I want her mouth on me. Watching as she licks this girl off me. She makes me crazy in so many ways. I grab her head and I release my frustrations down her throat.
Pushing me back, she sits in my lap. I stay still for her. I need to see her satisfied. I caress her back as I watch. Watching as she fulfills her needs turns me on. She starts to slide her hand between her own legs.
I slip out from under her as I grab her hips and lift them to my height. She wipes her wet fingers across herself, easy to enter her now. I love the tight feel of her. I start slow, enjoying the slow slide deep inside her. Completely relaxed I pull out even slower.
With my hands on her hips, I guide myself back in as deep as I can, pulling her against me. I can feel her enjoyment as she slides her fingers in alongside me. Feeling her fingers move with me is unbearable. My explosion detonates hers as well.
I watch as she stands to leave. Turn around. At least say goodnight. Damn it, woman, why can’t you love me. However, I say nothing, like always. My sigh is heavy, I grab the bucket and head to the wash sink. I flick the light on above the washer as I grab the detergent. My night is almost over.
I push her hair back as I wipe her face with the sponge. I suppose she is pretty. Not my type, but one day she will make someone very happy. Look at me, cleaning up her mess again as she sleeps without me. Why do I stay? Why can’t I leave her? One day she will love me. I know she will.
It’s almost four, I have to hurry. Damn, where does the time go? I can’t screw up now; I have to eliminate any physical evidence. Without Lacey, I feel nothing for this girl. Odd.
I lift her body easily as I dress her in the newly purchased sweats. ‘Alright honey, they’re somewhat big but you look fine, now let’s take you home.
As I slide her in the front seat of my car, I grab her bag. A quick look at her driver’s license and her house key are all I need. How cute, she brought condemns.
With my black trench coat and winter toboggan on, I look around for any prying eyes. I have to be quick and quiet. Sucking in the air around me, I leave my car and go straight to her apartment door. Listening, I stand still. I put the key in the lock as I turn it slowly. Still listening for any movement, nothing. I turn the doorknob even slower. Easing the door open enough to peek through, no one in sight.
I leave the door ajar as I return to the car. I can’t carry her without seeming suspicious. Instead, I wrap my arm around her waist and I support her weight as I half drag her to the apartment.
Again, I listen for movement as I push the door open. With a glance, I see a couch, perfect. I lay her down and throw the blanket from the back on her. I toss her keys in her bag and I leave without locking the door.
My heartbeat quickens as I race home. I want to tell Lacey how I release them, but I can’t. She can never know. I have to keep her safe. One day she will love me.