Wanting More (25 page)

He came up behind me again and reached his arms around me. Even now the memory of him being drunk and trying to touch me still made me cringe. I was trying to get along with this man, but nothing had changed as far as the way he made me feel. I hated him and just wanted to be free.

Conner had assumed that I was sleeping with Rick. I'd done everything to prevent that, including making up a fake female infection to make him want to stay away. Still, it didn't keep him from trying.

Our meal was quiet, just like every year. I could always tell that being a family was something that Rick just wasn’t good at. 

I knew that once Shelby moved in with a boy and still wasn’t eighteen, that her father was done being a parent. I mean, what kind of father lets their daughter do something like that?

The guy, whose name was Devon, turned out to be a pretty smart kid. He was really into art and brought a portfolio from the car to show me some of his pieces. Shelby seemed completely obsessed with the kid, but he was also as equally into her. We hadn’t always seen eye to eye, but I was happy for her.

As the night progressed and we had dessert, Rick fell asleep in the recliner. We didn’t keep alcohol in the house, so we went into the kitchen and played a board game to pass the time. Devon was still involved in the game on television and had been talking to his parents that lived in another state.

I took a look beyond my step-daughter’s piercings and saw how beautiful she had become. “I’m glad to see you so happy.”

She smiled. “Yeah, Devon’s great. He’s nothing like my father.”

I raised my eyebrow, curious to what she was implying. “What do you mean?”

She shrugged. “Well, first of all, he would never hit me, or my kid.”

I was shocked. I reached over for her hand, but she pulled it away. “Don’t Amy. I know you didn’t know and it was never as bad as it was with you. I think the older I got the easier it became and that’s why I left.”

I looked down at my own hands and closed my eyes. “I never thought he would be that way.”

Finally, she reached across the table and grabbed my hands. She spoke in a whisper and kept looking into the other room to make sure we weren’t heard. “You need to leave, Amy. Take what you can and get away from him. There’s more that you don’t know about him.”

“What do you mean? More what? What don’t I know?”

The recliner squeaked and we knew he was awake. We both pulled away from each other and started laughing for no apparent reason to make it look like we were just catching up.

Shelby gave me a look like I better keep my mouth shut and I intended to.

Rick came in the room and gave me a wink that made me want to gag. He wasn’t going to touch me, if that’s what he was thinking.

For the rest of the evening, until Shelby and Devon said they were tired, Rick wouldn’t let us out of his sight. I was frustrated because I needed something on the man and she may have the answer.

I had been hiding my cell phone under the sink in the powder room. I used duct tape to attach it to the underneath of the sink, so even if someone went to look in the cabinet, they would never be able to see it. I sat down on the closed toilet seat and checked it one last time.

Three messages waited for me.

I miss kissing you. – C

I miss touching you – C

I miss fucking you. – C

My heart skipped as I read them. I could even picture his face as he typed them.

I miss you kissing me. – A

I miss you touching me. – A

I miss you making love to me, because that’s what it is for me. I love you. – A

I sat there chewing on my nails, waiting for him to respond. It was making me crazy.

After a few minutes, Rick knocked on the door. “You okay in there?”

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a second. I think I just ate too much.”

I looked down at my little phone, trying to compel a message to come through. At the very last moment before covering it with tape, I saw one come through.

I’m done sharing you. You belong in my arms, not his. If I have to come get you myself, I will. You’re mine! – C

I got butterflies reading it. The past months had been horrible for me. I honestly believed that I would never be with him again. It killed me inside.

From the first time you touched me, I think I’ve been yours. I used to say you were shallow, but maybe you were the one who was right. – A

Yeah, I was just trying to get into your panties back

then. – C

I stopped wearing them. – A

Get the fuck out of here, for real? –
C

I could feel myself getting hot just thinking about playing around with Conner. Rick was obviously waiting for me to come out of the bathroom, but all I could think about was how horny I was feeling.

You make my body tingle. I keep thinking about your lips touching me. – A

I’m picturing it too. Touch yourself, Amy. Tell me how it tastes. – C

I thought about what I should do. Coming from Conner, this request wasn’t that crazy.  I think with the combination of the fact that I missed him so much and the fact that this was all I could get, I reached my hand down my pants and touched myself.

Can I call you? – C

I’m in the bathroom. He will hear me talking. – A

You don’t have to say anything. I want to talk you through what I know you’re doing. –C

Yes. –A

I bit down on my lip and accepted the call when it came in.

Don’t say anything, Amy. Just let me do the talkin’. I can hear you breathin’, so I know you’re there listenin’ to me. I’m thinking about that first night I had you in the hotel room. I climbed up on that bed and told you that my back hurt, but I really just wanted to be close to you. When you finally rolled over and touched me, I knew that one day I’d be able to have you. It was hard not takin’ you that first night, Blaze. I thought about the way you were going to taste on my tongue. Mmm, I’m thinkin’ about it right now. I crave your pussy. You taste like honey and heaven. 

I kept rubbing myself, even faster when he talked about the way I tasted.

I can hear your breathing getting heavy. Use two fingers and rub them in a circle around that little clit of yours. I bet it feels good. Close your eyes and pretend it’s my tongue. Rub yourself the way my tongue licks you.

I rubbed harder and was so darn turned on that I dropped the phone on the rug and threw my head back as I tried my hardest not to scream out with pleasure.

“Shit,” I whispered I picked up the phone.

Conner was laughing.

Yeah, you miss me. Call me tomorrow, Blaze.

I realized I was sitting the bathroom panting and got up and hid my phone quickly. As I opened the door, Rick was approaching it. “You sure you’re okay? You’ve been in there for thirty minutes.”

I shook my head and grabbed my stomach. “I feel like I have to go to the bathroom and I can’t. My stomach is killing me.”

His grin changed and he walked with me to the bedroom and grabbed me a nightshirt. “Go take a nice bath. Maybe the warm water will help.”

I didn’t really know who this man was, but I was starting to really wonder how he could change and be the caring person he had become. Was it really because I’d fallen for someone else?

I climbed in the tub and thought about hearing Conner’s voice. I should have been thinking about Rick and what he was up to, but Conner flooded my mind and I wouldn’t let him leave.

Chapter 33

Conner

This was the first time in my whole life where I didn’t want to be in Kentucky with my family for Thanksgiving.  I should have waited to call Amy, knowing damn well it was just going to make me want to see her more than I already was.

By the time I got home, I wasn’t sure just exactly how to approach seeing her in person after having been away for so long. I didn’t know about her, but I knew just looking at her was going to make me rock hard, which could stir up a fuss if we were in someplace with other people.

I thought about going to the salon and seeing her like I said I was going to, but just saying hello wasn’t going to be enough for me. I had to touch her and to be able to be inside of her.

When I woke up the next morning, and started my daily routine, I sat down and sent her a text asking if she could meet me.

I got excited when she said that she was planning on stopping by to the see the twins and Bella anyway. I knew that my sister wouldn’t be okay with us talking in my room, so I told her to drive down the lane and hide her car when she left and I would meet her in the barn.

The only person I had to tell was Harvey and he got a kick out of me hiding a girl from my sister.

The day went by so slow.

There were certain things we had to do, depending on what time of year it was. Winter was always the slowest. The chickens kept us busy, but it wasn’t an all day job. After feeding the cattle and doing our counts, they were good for a while too. Ty was teaching Bella to play pool in the barn during lunch, because Miranda and the boys were asleep. I grabbed a drink and watched her playing with her father. She was cute how she would reach out to take her shot and stick out her tongue when she aimed. When she would miss she would stick out her lip and pout.

I held it in, while Ty laughed at her. “Iz, you’re not going to make every single shot, sweetie, you can’t get all mad about it.”

“But you and Uncle Conner make your shots.”

“We’ve been playing a long time. You’re just learning.” Ty bent down to take his shot and he missed on purpose.

Bella took her stick and tapped it on the ground. “Daddy, you missed on purpose!”

He lifted his eyebrows and pretended to be offended. “I did not! Sometimes Daddy misses shots. Everyone misses, in fact, Uncle Conner misses all the time.”

I picked up a billiard chalk container and threw it at his head. “Don’t listen to your dad, Bells. He’s the one who chokes under pressure.”

“Chokes?” She didn’t understand.

“Yeah, when he is playin’ a real match, he shoots worse than you.”

Ty flipped me the finger and mouthed ‘fuck you’, before turning his attention to his daughter. He bent down and looked at me when he talked. “Your Uncle Conner has something called erectile dysfunction that makes him tell lies all the time. Don’t listen to him, Iz.”

“Dude, don’t tell her that!” I shook my head, but couldn’t help but laugh.

Ty was all red in the corner, until his daughter started asking more questions. “Daddy, what’s ereekile fuktion? Is he going to die?”

She pronounced function like fucktion and I lost it. Ty’s laughter ceased and he squatted down in front of her. “Iz, that isn’t what I called it and I was just joking. I made it up. Uncle Conner is fine. Don’t say that word again, or your mother will kill me.”

“Then your dad will be the one with the erectile dysfunction.”

Ty shook his head. I’d called him out on his own joke and he hated that.

“Don’t you have something you can do, or a married woman to call?”

Bella was bent over shooting a ball and she wasn’t facing me. I grabbed my jeans where my balls were then walked out of the barn.

Once my sister was awake, Ty and Bella went back in the house. I shot a couple games of pool by myself and watched the damn clock. When I saw her little car pull up the lane, I headed for the house. I knew I couldn’t make it obvious when we were inside, but I couldn’t wait to be close to her again.

She climbed out of her car and I leaned up against the house, so Miranda couldn’t see where I was. “Hey, beautiful.”

She smiled, but looked down to hide her face. “Where’s your sister?”

“Probably lookin’ out the window for me.”

She walked up to the door and looked over at me. I reached my hand out and she put hers into it. Our fingers intertwined together and I squeezed them tighter. She looked up into my eyes. “I miss you.”

I pulled her hand up to my lips. “Have a nice visit. You know where to find me, Blaze.”

Bella opened the door for Amy and she went in without letting her notice I was standing there the whole time. Once I heard them all talking, I walked around the back of the house and then straight to the barn. It was hard finding something to do when I knew she was that close. I should have just walked in there and claimed her as mine in front of Miranda. I was tired of walking on eggshells, but I also didn’t want them to stop being friends. Amy didn’t really have any real friends that were girls, except for my sister and Miranda was in the same situation. Sure she had Van, but they were family and in our family you didn’t have a choice.

After about an hour, I heard a car parking on the far side of the barn. The way the lane curved, my sister wouldn’t have been able to see that Amy didn’t pull off the road.

I met her at the door and grabbed her by the hand to lead her inside. Her hair was down and fell all over her face. “Hi.”

I looked into her blue eyes as I went in for my first kiss in so long. “Hi.”

As much as I wanted her, I also didn’t want to go all fast about things. I wanted to savor her and take my time. I kissed her lips and then down her cheek, until I got to her neck. My nose nuzzled over her ear. “I missed the way you smell.” I ran my hands up the sides of her shirt and felt her warm skin as I kissed over her ear. “The way you feel when I touch you.”

Her breathing increased and as my hands traveled along the line of her bra and traced the underneath of her breasts, she couldn’t help but grab the button to my jeans and open it up. She reached her hands down the front of my jeans and took a hold of my shaft. I already knew I was hard. One kiss from her had done that. “Conner…” she couldn’t even finish the sentence because my mouth was on hers again.