Seeking Karma (14 page)

     I feel a hand come down on my ass - hard.  “Well get that pretty ass in gear.” 

     “Ouch!”  I roll over and see Dusty standing next to my bed.

    “Okay, okay, I’ll hurry.”  I climb out of bed and head to the bathroom.

     I stretch my arms above my head, as the water pounds down on me.  I keep thinking about my dream.  Trent and I were lying on a huge bed, and he was kissing and touching me.  It’d felt so real.  My body seems to ache for him to touch me, but I want to take this slow.  I really like Trent, and I don’t want to screw this up.  The way he looks at me, makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.  When I used to go out with Aaron, he was always checking out other girls.  He wasn’t even discreet about it - but if another guy so much as looked at me - I’d have hell to pay.

     I shake my head and climb out of the shower.  I have got to stop thinking about Aaron.  It always puts me in a bad mood, and I want to have fun today.  Spending time with Dusty and Anna, is always fun, but add shopping into the mix, and I’m pretty sure this is going to be a riot.

     “It’s about time!”  Dusty says, as I walk out of the bathroom.  “I was getting worried that you fell in, or something.

     “Ha-ha very funny.  Let me get my purse
, and I’ll be ready.”  I step around him and go back to my room.  I grab my keys, toss them into my purse, and walk back out into the living room.

     I glance around the room.  “Where’s Anna?”

     Dusty rolls his eyes at me.  “She’s in the car.”

     “All ready?  What’s her hurry?”

     “Shopping, duh,” he hooks his arm through mine, and practically drags me to the car.

     “So, where to first ladies?”  Dusty asks
, as we step into the mall.

     Anna glances over at me.  “I think we should check out Victoria’s Secret first.  Karma and Trent’s relationship seems to be heating up, and I think she could use some sexy lingerie.”

     “Anna!  It’s not that hot.  We mostly just talk.”  I can feel my entire face burning.

     “Well, if all you’re doing is talking
, we definitely need to sex you up.”  Dusty grabs my arm, and starts pulling me towards Victoria’s Secret.  Anna follows behind us, giggling like a five year old.

     “Oooh girlie, you’d be so hot in this.”  Dusty holds up a small
red, satin and lace nighty, against my chest.

     “Oh my God, Karma!  You have to get it!”  Anna shrieks over Dusty’s shoulder.  “You’d have Trent drooling.”

     I’ve never worn anything like this before, but Anna’s words are swirling around in my head.  I think back to other night at - Trent’s parent’s house.  The way he’d looked at me when I pulled my jeans off.  It was so hot.  I don’t even bother checking the price tag.  “Okay, I’ll take it.”  I snatch it out of Dusty’s hands and head towards the register.

     Dusty grabs hold of my wrist.  “Oh no, not so fast.  We need to find you some accessories to go with it.”

     By the time we leave Victoria’s Secret, I’m pretty sure I’m as red as a beet.  My face is on fire.  I cannot believe the things I bought.  I have garters, and fish net stockings, for Christ’s sake.  This is so not me - but God help me - the thought of getting Trent worked up, is overwhelming.  I think I may be ready to take the next step with him.  Not sex, but definitely a lot more kissing, and touching would be nice.  This thought has me shaking from head to toe - partly from fear - but mostly from pure excitement.  I mean, the way the guy kisses, its mind boggling.  The way he takes his time, and caresses my face, I can only imagine how the sex will be. 

CHAPTER 41

TRENT

     I’m shocked I didn’t get a speeding ticket on my way home.  But I swear, I’m going through Karma withdraw.  I haven’t seen her in six hours, and I’m in desperate need of a fix.

     I strip off my oil stained clothes and climb into the shower.  I can’t seem to go fast enough.  I texted her on my way home
, to make sure that she was home.  I know she spent most of the day with Anna and Dusty, but now it’s my turn.  I turn the water off and grab a towel.  I dry off, and toss the towel into the laundry basket.

     As soon as I’m dressed, I grab my keys
, and head over to Karma’s.  Thank God, she lives as close as she does.  I don’t think I can go another minute, without seeing her.  I rake my hand through my wet hair.  God, I’m such a pussy! 

     The door opens up, and my jaw nearly hits the floor.  Fuck me!  Karma is wearing a pair of white short shorts, and a tight red shirt, without a bra!.  Her hair is hanging loosely across her shoulders, and she’s even wearing red lipstick.  I’m totally speechless for several seconds
, as I take her in from head to toe.  I have to wonder if she’s trying to kill me.  I lick my lips and finally speak.  “Is this new?”  I motion towards her sexy outfit.

      She gives me a big sexy grin.  “Yeah, do you like it?”  She holds her arms out by her side
, and slowly spins around, giving me the entire view.  I use the time wisely, and quickly adjust myself in my jeans.  Is it possible to die from a constant hard on?  I sure as hell hope not!

     I nod my head slowly.  “Oh yeah, I like it – a lot.”  I reach out and grab her hips and pull her against me.  I don’t even try to be gentle.  I crash my lips against hers, and dig my fingers into her hips.  I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and bite it softly.

     “Mmmm you taste like mint.”  I groan into her mouth.

     “Uh-hum,” I pull back
, when I hear Anna clear her throat.  “I don’t want to interrupt you guys, but you’re kind of blocking my exit.”

     I blink over at her.  She has her purse draped across her shoulder, and she has her keys in her hand.  “You’re leaving?”

     “Yep, I have a date.  The place is all yours.”  She nudges Karma in the shoulder, as she steps around us.  Anna closes the door behind her, leaving Karma and I all alone.

     I cock my brow at Karma.  “Did you know she was going out, tonight?”

     Karma sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth.  “Yeah, I knew.”  Fuck yeah! 

     We’re silent for several seconds, both of us staring at each other.  The only sound is the clock on the wall, slowly ticking each second away.  I can see her nipples hardening benea
th the thin fabric of her shirt - causing my jeans to tighten.

     “Um – do you want some popcorn?”  She asks, finally breaking our intense silence.

     I clear my throat, and force my eyes up to meet hers.  “Sure, popcorn sounds good.  I’ll help you.”  I follow her into the kitchen.  I watch her pull out a bowl, and a box of microwave popcorn, from the cabinet.

     I make my way over to the refrigerator.  “What do you want to drink?”

     “I picked up a bottle of wine, earlier.  Do you want some?”  I jerk my head towards her.  A new outfit, Anna’s out of the house, and now wine.  Is she trying to seduce me?  Because, she doesn’t have to work so hard, all I need is a simple: ‘I want you, Trent,’ and I’m all hers – forever.

     “Sure
, wine sounds good.”  Hell, I’ll play along.  Fuck, I’ll do whatever she wants.  “Where do you keep the glasses?”

     She points to the cabinet directly above her.  “I’ll get them.” 

     Oh, fuck that!  “No, I want to get them.”  I slide up behind her, and press my chest against her back.  I smell the top of her head as I reach my arm above her.  I inhale deeply.  “You smell good, Karma.”  I whisper into her ear, as I grab two glasses.

     “Thanks, so do you.”  Her voice has a slight tremble to it.  She’s nervous. 

     “Hey,” I grab her waist and turn her, so she’s facing me.  I don’t want her to be nervous around me.  She draws in a sharp breath, and her chest brushes up against mine.  I reach out and pull her bottom lip out of her teeth.  “Are you nervous?”  I lean down, and brush my nose up against hers.

     “A little.”  She says breathlessly.

     I slowly slide my hands up the sides of her body – enjoying the feel of her - and cradle her face between my hands.  “You don’t have to be nervous, around me.  I’ll never do anything that you don’t want me to do.  Do you understand?”  She nods her head slowly, and I slide my tongue across her lips - parting them.  She opens up for me and I explore her mouth with my tongue.  I even drag it across her teeth.  God, she’s so warm, and she tastes like Heaven.

     The microwave beeps, and I reluctantly pull away – damn mic
rowave!  “You get the popcorn, and I’ll pour the wine.”  I tell her, as I drag myself away from her.  She nods her head and takes the popcorn out of the microwave.

CHAPTER 42

KARMA

     I know that I shouldn’t be nervous around Trent.  I trust him.  I really do, but I can’t help myself.  I want to move forward with him.  The problem is
, that I’m not for sure how far to go.  I’m definitely not ready for sex, but where do I draw that line?  How do I let him know that I want more, but not too much more?  I shake my head at myself, as I crawl beneath the covers.  Trent is putting season one of Bate’s Motel into the DVD player.

     “Are you ready for your Norman Bates lesson?”  He asks
, with a smirk.

     I nod my head and take a sip of my wine.  “I think so.”

     He jumps onto the bed, causing some popcorn to spill out of the bowl.  “I got it.”  He picks it up, and tosses it into the air, and catches it in his mouth.

     “Very impressive.”  I say, as I reach him his wine.

     “If you think that was impressive, wait until you see all of the other things, I can do with my mouth.”  He waggles his brows at me, and my face heats.

     I quickly dro
p my chin and grab a handful of popcorn.  After I wash it down with more wine, I start to relax a little.  “I’m sure you’re really good with your mouth.”  I mutter under my breath.  Oh! My! God!  Maybe the wine wasn’t such a good idea – after all.  I don’t want to get too relaxed.

     I sneak a peek at him, and he’s gaping at me.  He has the remote in his hand, and he’
s stroking his thumb back and forth across it.  “Would you like a little preview of what I can do with my mouth, Karma?”  His voice has gotten husky, and his dark eyes are hooded.

     I finish off my wine, and look over at him.  “Sure,” I cannot believe how brave I’m being
.  This is not like me – at all!

     He tosses the remote over his head
, and leans towards me.  I think he’s going to kiss me, but he sucks my earlobe into his mouth, raking his teeth across it.  The sensation sends shivers racing up and down my arms.  A moan comes from deep in my throat, as he slides the tip of his tongue down the side of my neck. 

     He stops at my collar bone and gently bites and nibbles on the skin.
  “Fuck Karma, you taste as good as you smell.”

     His words
- along with the way his mouth is hot against my sensitive skin - has my pulse racing.  The tips of my fingers are tingling.

     “Trent,” I roll onto my hip, causing the bowl of popcorn to fall to the floor.  I don’t care!  I
throw my leg across his waist, and grasp his face in my hands, pulling him up to my lips.  I’m not as gentle with him, as he’s being with me.  He has me tore all to hell, and I’m obviously not thinking clearly.  I bite down on his bottom lip – hard - and pull back, stretching it out slightly.  I don’t have a clue what has gotten into me.  I’ve never wanted someone like this, before.

     “Whatever you want, Karma.  I’ll give you anything you want.”  He grabs the back of my head
, and crashes his lips against mine.  We’re both getting rougher, and our teeth actually clash together.  He slips his hand beneath my shirt, and begins rolling my nipple around between his thumb and forefinger.  The sensation is almost too much to handle.  I tip my head back and moan, as he keeps exploring my mouth and body with his.

     We’re both breathless, when I finally manage to pull away.  “Trent, we have to stop.  This is just – too much.” 

     He pulls back instantly, and looks at me.  His eyes are slightly glazed over, and my red lipstick is smeared around his mouth.  “Whatever you want, Karma.  This is all about you - but remember - whenever you’re ready - I’m here.”

     I smile at him.  “I know, and it really means a lot to me, that you’re willing to take this slow.”  I reach out and begin trying to wipe my lipstick off of him.

CHAPTER 43

TRENT