Wheels of Steel, Book 3 (17 page)

“Oh…god, Jason.” I groaned as I quickly undid his pants and released his cock. It was so fat that I almost passed out from lust overload. I threw my arms around his neck and we grinded our hips together. I collapsed forward and pressed my mouth to his neck. I nipped him roughly, pulling his tender skin between my teeth and then I began kissing and lapping at his neck, pulling him into my mouth and sucking him until I was surely bruising him.

He reached between us and quickly guided his cock towards me and I had to pull back and rise up on my knees and even lean back, bracing one hand against his knees just so that he could line himself up with my entrance. I could not stop staring mesmerized at his beautiful cock.

When the head of him pushed into me, I blinked my eyes and cried out. My head was thrown back and one hand reached out to grip his big shoulder while the other continued to brace myself against his leg. I pushed forward until he slid halfway in and then I chewed my bottom lip and moaned like I was in a porno.

He was holding my hips, waiting for me to adjust. I looked at him then, his eyes were just slits. I knew that he was practicing nearly impossible restraint by not moving. CP makes it hard for him to stay still even when he’s not overly stimulated by sex.

“God baby…so fucking tight. Ready?” He moaned.

I nodded quickly and then rolled my pelvis forward until he slid inside of me completely. It hurt some, I needed to get used to him again. We’ve used lube before but most times I’m more than wet enough. I slowly rocked my hips back and forth. My lips parted as the sensation built. Jason was digging his fingers into my hips so hard that I’m sure I’d be bruised but right then it felt good.

He groaned loudly and began to push into me. “Oh Robin!” He gasped. My body was beginning to loosen nicely to receive him and the pain had disappeared but he was so big that he stretched me as much as I thought I could possibly stretch. And then he held me in place while he rocked his hips upward rhythmically, stopped every once in a while to rub his groin against mine. My clit swelled and pushed back against him!

“Oh fuck YES!” I called out. “Jason, don’t stop!” He kept rubbing against my clit and I started trembling and panting. I could no longer let him do all the work and I began moving up and down his shaft, quickening my pace until the friction ignited a flame in my core. I started shaking even harder.

“You’re going to make me cum!” I yelled. “JASON!”

I saw his mouth fly open and he threw his head back. “Oh god…” he cried out. “Robin, I’m cumming!” His hips pumped quickly, bottoming me out with each hard thrust. I whimpered as my muscles spasmed along his shaft. And then his hot cum was flooding me. I clutched him as I rode out my orgasm with loud cries and dazed eyes.

I couldn’t move for damn near three minutes after as I panted and held onto him. His cock finally slipped out of me and his semen drained all over his lap, and I still couldn’t get up. That’s what it’s like to be with Jason. He is so good at fucking. It’s no wonder that no other man can do it for me.

JASON

I don’t know where Robin got those moves. I know I think about shit that I shouldn’t but when she is bouncing her hips like she’s in a rap video, I can’t help but to wonder what Mutha Fucker taught her those things! How many men has she danced for like this, fucked like this?

Then I want to kill someone at the same time that I want to grab her and hold on to her so that she never ever even thinks about going off with some other guy again. Belinda told me that I was tripping. I talked to her a couple days ago because I knew that she and I had something in common.

The people we loved had each slept with other people when we’d broken up.

I’m not blaming Robin. I realize that I pushed her away and I would never blame her for whatever happened when we were apart. But I need to know. I need to know how many guys she’s been with.

Belinda and I were in the kitchen. Peter had gone to Sunday dinner at his parent’s and Amberly and Y were out at some club. I hated to bring it up because I would never say or do anything to bring up bad memories for Belinda. She has been through some shit and I’m so proud of both her and Link for working past all of it.

“Um, can I…” I shook my head. “Never mind.” I headed out of the kitchen.

She was sitting at the breakfast bar eating a bowl of cereal and leafing through a fashion magazine. It was almost ten at night and she was eating cereal. “Come here, Top.” She said.

I did, sitting down next to her on one of the stools.

“What’sup?”

“Argh.”

“Eh?”

I blushed. “Do you ever…wonder about those girls that Peter slept with when you two were apart?” I was so ashamed of asking her that but I needed to talk to someone about it. I stared at my hands on the counter.

“Yeah.” She said simply. I looked at her. She was giving me a hard stare. “But I don’t ask. I don’t bring it up. It’s the past and it doesn’t matter.”

“Yeah.” I agreed while nodding my head rapidly. “But…”

“Jason. No buts. Don’t bring it up to her. You need to let it die. Besides, she said a lot of shit to hurt and it might not have ever happened.”

I licked my lips.

“She’s…a lot different, especially in bed.”

She rolled her head until her neck popped and then she grimaced though I’m sure it was more due to the topic of conversation than the neck popping. She gave me a steady look. “Stop tripping. She’s with you now. You start poking and you’re just going to piss her off.” I digested her words. “Top, You and Robin have a second chance. Answer me honestly, would you break up with her because of something that happened when you two weren’t even together?”

“No! Absolutely not. I’m never letting her go again!” Ever!

She nodded her approval. “Let it go, Top.”

Right. I should let it go. I love Robin. But I haven’t been with anyone else, just her, and that was something very special between us.

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“You gonna come to the show Thursday?” Robin asked me. We were in the tub taking a bath. We’d both gotten pretty dirty and even at 6’3” and two hundred twenty-five pounds the tub was big enough for the both of us.

“We only have one more show before I head off to Atlanta to visit my mother.” I stiffened involuntarily but wasn’t about to complain about her leaving. It’s just that we’d just gotten back together and I couldn’t stand for her to be away for two weeks.

“Yeah, I’m going to be there.” I put my arms around her body and pulled her even closer to me. She was sitting between my legs and the hot water was bubbling and swirling around us. I placed my lips against her ear and kissed her. “I’ll never miss one of your performances, not if I can help it.”

She wrapped her arms around mine. “Tell the whole gang to come. It’s been a while since we’ve hung out as a group. I want you to tell Amberly and Yagano to come, too.”

I gave her a surprised look and she just smiled slightly. I smiled too. “Okay. I’ll let them know.” Maybe the past should just stay in the past. It would be so great if we could all get along together like it used to be.

ROBIN

I didn’t spend the night, even though Jason kept asking me to.

“You’re leaving Saturday and I want to spend as much time as possible inside of you,” he murmured against my ear, his lips brushing my tattoo as his body spooned behind me.

I shivered. “You can come with me, you know.” He pulled back and gave me a surprised look.

“Really?”

I nodded. “Yeah, my mom likes you.” I told her that Jason and I were back together and she whooped and that alone told me that she was honestly happy.

“I didn’t want to ask since it was you and your Mom, but fuck yeah I want to go!”

“Atlanta in the summer ain’t no joke, I hear.”

“I don’t care,” he pulled me close.

“But we can’t have sex in my mom’s house. We probably can’t even sleep in the same room.”

Jason pulled back slowly, now he was frowning. “Can’t we stay at a hotel?”

“No, silly! I want to spend as much time with my Mom as I can. And, no. You can’t stay at a hotel without me. I want you as close to me as possible.” He grinned.

“Well can you call her and ask her if we can room together?”

I jabbed him in the arm. “No! That would be disrespectful and my Mom is a Christian. She is not going to go for that!”

“Okay okay, I’m just kidding. I look forward to seeing your Mom, actually.” He replaced his arms around my body and pulled me close again. “Besides, you’re a screamer.”

“Me?!” I craned my neck to look at him. “I seem to recall you whimpering like a school girl all night long-”

“School girl! I got your school girl!” He smacked my ass. “Oh, and by the way, that dance you did for me yesterday? Well you’re banned from doing it-”

“Banned?!”

“-for anybody but me.” I grinned and hugged his arms around my body.

“You got a deal.”

We had sex a few more times, but I honestly did have lots to do. I hadn’t even packed, or did my laundry. I still had to inform my landlord that I’d be away and I had to clean the apartment so that it wouldn’t smell like rotten eggs when I returned. So around two a.m. I finally dragged myself out of his bed and slipped on my shorts. My thongs were stretched and still damp from…well, you know. So I just tossed them in his laundry. I didn’t feel like putting on my bra but Jason insisted or he told me he wouldn’t let me leave. I just chuckled at his over protectiveness but I did put it on. When we went downstairs I saw Amberly and Yagano were in the living room sprawled out on the lounger together. They had evidently just come in. They went out all of the time—thank god.

“Hi, you two.” Y said. Amberly smiled slightly and raised her hand. Amberly and I…we weren’t quite enemies but we definitely weren’t friends. But I did like her husband Yakano or just plain Y. He was very cool and laid back. Plus he had helped me with my decision to get back together with Jason. Well…maybe I would have done that without him, but without even knowing me, he took the time to talk to me even though I had just slapped his wife dead in her face.

I still hadn’t managed to muster up any regret over that. She’d tried to steal my boyfriend, which really wasn’t the worst thing. The worst thing is that she did it under the guise of being my friend. No, I would never think of Amberly as a friend but I also didn’t want to waste my energy hating her or anyone else, for that matter. So with that in mind I took a deep breath and plunged ahead.

“My band is playing for the last time before summer break. You guys should come out and watch. It’s this Thursday.”

Amberly’s brow went up. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’m going to ask Peter and Belinda, too. It’ll be like…a party.”

“Sounds like fun.” Y said.

“Yeah.” Amberly smiled broadly. “We’ll be there.”

“Cool.” I turned and gave Jason a lingering kiss. I have no idea if Amberly really is over Jason now that she’s married to Y. I know she loves her husband. But that didn’t mean that you still didn’t have some feelings for your first love.

I hid a smirk. But he is mine.

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About the Author

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Pepper Pace writes romance stories with steamy eroticism, humor and warmth. She enjoys writing, as well as reading about unlikely romances and interracial relationships. Her characters are painfully real and just like in reality, sometimes their stories make you cry, sometimes they make you laugh and when Pepper turns up the passion it becomes very steamy!

She has described her stories as ‘out of the box’ because she is intrigued by the unusual. Stories about perfect people offers very little excitement for Pepper, which is why she has woven a world rich with anti-heroes, the insecure, the angry and always redemption.

Pepper lives in Cincinnati Ohio with her teenage son and daughter…as do most of her characters.

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Awards

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Pepper Pace is a popular author on Literotica.com. She is the winner of the 11th Annual Literotica Awards in 2009 for Best Reluctance and best Novels/Novella, as well the August 2009 People's Choice Award. In the 12
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