Second Chances (15 page)

“Why didn’t you stick up for me, then?” Stacy whispered, her eyes filled with tears.

“Oh, baby, I did, but you had bolted already.” Dustin grabbed Stacy’s face, tipping it up to wipe the tears that leaked from her eyes away. “I’m sorry, Stacy. I’m so fucking sorry. Please forgive me.”

She couldn’t say anything at first. Stacy wanted to be mad at him, but didn’t they all make mistakes at one time or another? She knew dating him that there would be run-ins like that all of the time. Obviously he saw something in her that she didn’t. Could she trust him not to break her heart? Only time would tell, but wasn’t it time that Stacy let herself be happy even if it didn’t last?

“It’s the past, Dustin. There isn’t anything you need to apologize for. I can’t promise that if something like that happens again I won’t react the same way. I’ll be honest: I hate my body, especially when people make assumptions about me because of the way I look.” Stacy grabbed the tie of her robe, making it tighter.

He pulled her face up and kissed her with the softest touch on the lips. “Baby, you are far more beautiful than any of those women.” Stacy snorted. “I’m serious, and you want to know why? It’s because you’re beautiful inside and out. Those women may have been beautiful, but it was all superficial. Not you, though. You’re the total package.”

The kiss that followed had her burning up. She was at war with herself, part of her wanted to jump up and down, but the insecure part of her wanted to laugh in his face. The former won, so she wrapped her arms around his neck as he plundered her mouth with an intensity that made her feel nothing but love.

Stacy felt his hands slide up her back into her hair. With a tight grip, Dustin pulled her head back and began a trail starting at her chin to the base of her neck. She felt the hard ridge of his cock against the top of her mound. Stacy wrapped a leg around his upper thigh, pulling him as close as she could get him.

Dustin pulled back from her. He smiled at the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Dustin grabbed her hand and started dragging her down the hall.

“W-where are we going?” Stacy asked.

“To your bedroom, sugar.” Once they walked through the doorway he couldn’t stop himself. He pulled her to him and kissed her lips with the softest of touches. “I’m gonna show you how beautiful you are.”

***

Stacy felt her pulse hammering away as Dustin led her to her full-length mirror. Her body was thrumming with desire, but she was scared. Stacy knew Dustin wouldn’t make her do anything she didn’t want to. It was the fear of the unknown that was gripping her. She felt Dustin’s hands slide around to the tie of her robe, never taking his eyes from hers as they both stared into the mirror. Stacy felt his erection against her ass as he got closer to her back.

He undid the belt so slow Stacy felt like ripping it from his hands and doing it herself. It gaped just enough for a strip of skin show between her breasts down to her pussy, that felt wet and swollen.

“I only ask one thing of you, Stacy, and that’s for you not to take your eyes off of the mirror.” She felt his hand slide up the back of her thigh until it caressed her ass. Stacy wanted to close her eyes. The euphoric feeling rushing through her body had her whole body vibrating with need. Dustin’s hands came back around to her front, sliding his hands up her stomach to her breasts. Stacy could feel the heat from his touch through the silk of her robe. Her nipples hardened to stiff points under his talented fingers. Stacy couldn’t stop the small whimper that left her lips.

“Let’s get rid of the pesky robe, shall we?” Dustin whispered hotly in her ear. All she could do was nod her head like a damn bobble head. She swallowed heavily as Dustin peeled the fabric from her body. Inch by inch, more and more skin was showing. Stacy wanted to close her eyes, but Dustin held her stare as the fabric dropped to the floor.

Her heart beat a rapid staccato in her chest. This was a first for her. Sure, she’d had sex during the day and with the lights on, but she’d never done it in front of a mirror. She felt exposed, but she could see the lust in Dustin’s eyes as he stared at her and it relaxed her.

“Beautiful,” he whispered. Dustin lowered his lips to her shoulder and placed open-mouthed kisses all while he held Stacy’s eyes with his. His voice came out slow and smooth as he started running his hands down to cup her breasts. “You know what I love most about these gorgeous tits? They’re real. Look at these luscious nipples. I love the deep shade of pink they turn when I lavish them with attention.”

Stacy cried out as he tugged on both of them. She felt her juices start to coat her inner thighs. Dustin continued to hold her gaze as he plucked at each nipple. They both seemed to have a direct line right down to her pussy. They’d barely started and she was already soaking wet and aching for him.

Dustin’s hand began to descend down her ribs to her waist. “You have an hourglass shape and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. These hips are perfect for my hands when I want to grab them like this.” He grabbed Stacy’s hips, pulling them towards him until they rested against his erection. Dustin felt hot and hard from her back to her ass. “You have the smoothest skin, baby.” He slid his hand across her stomach. No matter how many sit-ups Stacy did, it was never flat. Her eyes started to drift shut, but opened quickly as she felt Dustin’s hand slap her ass. The sting quickly morphed into a pleasurable hum as he caressed the spot. “Baby, I told you not to close your eyes, didn’t I?”

Stacy moaned as his tongue traveled from her neck up to her ear. He nipped at her earlobe and released her. She turned to him, confused by what he was doing, but he halted her and then walked to stand in front of her. Dustin kissed her lips. He drank from them until Stacy thought she might attack him. She’d never been this needy before. Dustin began the trek down her body with his lips and tongue. He paid attention to each nipple until they were a dark, swollen pink.

She had a tight grip on his hair as he continued his assault on her nipples. Stacy felt like she could come right then, even though he hadn’t even touched her pussy yet. She groaned when Dustin got down on his knees in front of her, kissing and licking his way down her stomach. Stacy kept a hold on his hair as he went lower and lower.

Dustin looked up at her and gave her that cocky smile that she loved. “Spread your legs, baby.”

Stacy was so mindless with lust she had no choice but to comply. It gave her an unexpected thrill when he told her what to do.

Once her legs were spread she felt his breath against her pussy before she moaned at the first swipe of his tongue. “Oh god!” she cried out as Dustin latched on her clit with his lips and flicked it with the tip of his tongue. He worked her with his tongue until she couldn’t take it anymore. She was mesmerized by the sight in front of her. In the mirror she could see the flushed color of her skin. Her pupils were so dilated that her eyes looked nearly black. The best was her hands fisted in Dustin’s hair as he sat on his knees with his head between her legs.

She felt a rush of moisture escape her pussy as Dustin thrust two fingers inside her. “Come for me, baby,” he whispered. It was like a rubber-band snapping when her release hit.

Stacy groaned low and long as she rode out her orgasm. Dustin gentled his ministrations as he eased her back down to earth. She blew out a breath when he took his mouth away from her. Before she knew what was happening, Dustin had her up in the air and on the bed with him following her down.

***

Dustin felt like an animal. He mauled Stacy as soon as they were on the bed. Dustin knew he was being rough with her, but Stacy was giving it as good as she was getting it. He leaned up enough to rip his shirt off as Stacy undid his belt and unbuckled his pants. Within seconds, Dustin was completely naked, settling himself between Stacy’s thighs. She reached up, grabbing him by the hair and bringing him down for a kiss. Stacy nipped at his lower lip, licking away the sting.

He felt his cock throb against her thigh. Dustin could still taste her honey as they kissed and he knew she tasted it, too. When Stacy had come in his mouth, he thought he’d come right then and there. She was murder on his restraint, but he loved that she was as desperate for him as he was for her.

She pulled her lips back from him. “Dustin, I need you.” It came out as a whimper that had him reaching for the drawer on her nightstand, grabbing a condom. He quickly opened it and sheathed himself. With no finesse, he lined up his cock and thrust inside, deep and hard.

Stacy cried out as she arched her body. “Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good,” he groaned out. He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, flattening it against the roof of his mouth. His hips moving in a digging rhythm hitting that spot deep inside her that always brought her to her peak hard and fast. Dustin grabbed both arms and pushed them above Stacy’s head. He shackled them with one of his hands. Stacy’s cries became more frantic, her head thrashing against her pillow. “Do you need to come, baby?”

“Yes! Please, god yes!” she cried out.

Dustin reached between them, rubbing her clit until her channel clenched down on him. Her cries and her pussy milking him was enough to throw him over the edge. His thrusts became more frantic until he felt that tingle that shot down his spine to his balls and then he felt it when he came into the rubber. He buried his face in Stacy’s neck as he tried to get control of himself.

He laid his head on her chest, sighing as Stacy started stroking his hair. Dustin felt himself start to nod off, but realized he was still inside of her. With a groan, he pulled out, pulling her into his side. Dustin kissed her forehead. “Let me get rid of this. I’ll be right back.”

That sparkle was back in her eyes as she gave him a heavy-lidded smile. He leaned down, kissing her lips before he climbed out of her bed. Dustin made his way quickly across the hall to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He washed his hands. After drying them, he went back into her bedroom smiling at the sight before him. Stacy was on her stomach, out like a light. He threw on his underwear and made his way back out to the living room.

He checked to make sure the doors were locked and grabbed a glass of water. As he drank it, he looked at the pictures on her refrigerator. Dustin smiled, looking from picture to picture. There was a picture of him and Stacy at his sister’s wedding with the bride and groom in between them. Stacy had looked beautiful that day. She had worn a dark pink sundress. Her hair had been covered in tiny flowers. They’d spent the whole evening together; dancing, drinking and laughing. Had he known that was the night she was going to break things off, he would’ve done things differently. Would it have made a difference? Probably not, but still he should’ve pushed harder.

Dustin moved on to the next, unable to stop the huge smile that stretched across his lips. It was the day Carrington was born. Stacy was holding his little niece, smiling even as tears fell from her eyes. The next was Bellamy and Stacy smiling so big at each other. The baby was still cradled in Stacy’s arms. The whole family had been there waiting for Bellamy to give birth. Both grandmas had been inside with Bellamy and Luke as they welcomed their daughter into the world.

Dustin and Dylan had sat out with the rest of the family, including Luke’s brother Jason, who’d flown in to be there, along with Bell’s best friends, Travis and Stacy. The look on Luke’s face when he’d come out to announce the baby was there was something Dustin would never forget. Luke had had tears running down his face, but it was so very clear they were tears of joy.

He shook his head out of the past and turned to walk out of the kitchen and about jumped out of his skin. Stacy stood there in his white dress shirt, watching him with a soft smile on her lips. “I woke up and you weren’t in bed with me.”

Dustin walked towards her. When he reached her he hauled her up against his body kissing her lips hard. He pulled back. “Did you miss me?”

Stacy smiled up at him as her hand reached his growing erection. He groaned loudly as she squeezed it over his underwear. Dustin grabbed her hair and brought her roughly to his mouth. His tongue dueled with hers as she continued to stroke him to the point of mindless lust. Dustin backed her up until she hit the wall. He grabbed her leg, wrapping it around his waist, and began to rub his cock against her bare, wet pussy. “I love how fast you get wet for me,” he whispered against her lips.

Stacy whimpered as he pushed his erection harder against her mound. Dustin couldn’t take it anymore—he had to be inside her again. He grabbed her other leg, lifting her until both legs were wrapped around his waist. Dustin carried her swiftly back to her bedroom. There was more finesse this time. He tossed her on the bed, grabbed a condom, sheathing himself, and then he flipped her over on her stomach and plunged deep inside her.

***

Stacy cried out as Dustin entered, stretching her, and she loved it. His grip was hard enough on her hips that she was sure she’d have bruises, but she didn’t care. She felt Dustin’s tongue as he ran it up her shoulder to the spot right behind her ear. “Baby, you feel so fucking good. I love the way your body hugs my cock.” His breath was hot against Stacy’s ear as he said it.

Dustin continued to piston in and out of her. Her desire to come was climbing higher and higher with each thrust. Stacy felt him grab her hair and pull her head back so Dustin could reach her lips. The kiss was a frantic meeting of lips and tongues. He continued his assault as Stacy felt a hand slide between her legs and begin rubbing her clit. The blood started to rush in her ears as her orgasm gripped her. She broke away from his mouth to sob out his name. Dustin answered with a groan as she felt her slick channel continue to milk him.

They were both breathing heavily. Dustin was lying across her back. Finally, Dustin kissed the middle of Stacy’s back. She whimpered as he pulled out of her. She already felt the loss of his body heat. Stacy collapsed on the bed. She heard the toilet flush and then felt the dip of the bed as Dustin crawled in next to her and pulled her against his side. She snuggled against him, her head resting on his chest. Stacy could hear the steady rhythm of his heart and combined with the hand stroking her hair she felt her eyelids grow heavy. Just as she drifted off to sleep Stacy heard him whisper. “Night, baby.”