Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set (39 page)

She sighs again and crosses her arms over chest. “Because, Jessie. Yes, we’re unattached, attractive adults. But for eight years, you’ve been a complete asshat to me every chance you got. Now, we’ve just fucked each other’s brains out. Twice. And it was good.” She hits the bed a few times and glares at me as she stands up. “But I don’t know what the fuck this is and I don’t know what the fuck you want. So, yes, this is weird!”

I just look at her. She’s standing there in all of her glory, with the lights of Vegas playing off of her body through the window. Every curve is accentuated. Her hair is a mess and her face has a freshly fucked glow. My heart pounds. “Ok. Yes, I have been a jerk to you.
But
, you’ve acted like you hated me too. So, how was I supposed to act, Blue? For years, I’ve wondered why you hated me. We are
amazing
together. We click on a sexual level! You have to see that. I don’t know what this is and I don’t know what I want. What do
you
want? What do you want from
me
?”

Ok, yes I’m getting pissed. Why does this have to get complicated?

She looks at me, with heated eyes and I can see she’s getting irate. “Ok, so, what? We just fuck? You want to be fuck buddies, Jessie? You said you don’t want a ‘one night stand’, but I’m going home, to LA, after the concert tomorrow. I would imagine you are going back to Baton Rouge, so what the fuck? You want to fly out to fuck me or am I supposed to fly down to fuck you?” Her hands are on her hips and her chest is heaving. She’s speaking through gritted teeth. “I don’t know what I want, but I’m not some cheap whore who’s going to come at your beck and call, I know that!”

Her eyes are blazing and I can see the fury on her face. What the hell? “Whoa! What the fuck? When did I call you a whore, Blue? Are you serious right now? When did I say I wanted to be fuck buddies?” I’m enraged.

“Whatever, Jessie. I’m going bathe. You can let yourself out.” She stomps off and slams the bathroom door.

What the fuck just happened?

Blue

Ok, I think I might have overreacted a little bit. But dammit, he messes with my mojo. And that was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life! I think I’m ruined for other men. Dammit to hell. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Why did I do it? Yeah ok, Blue. Because it’s JESSIE and he makes me want things. I bet he really does hate me now though. SHIT!

I turn on the faucets and lay my head against the door I just slammed. Why did I do that?

I have no idea if Jessie stormed out of the room or not. I can’t hear anything over my pulse in my ears and the water filling the tub.

Good job, Blue!

Laying some towels out on the shelf, I turn on the stereo in the bathroom. Of course Paramore would be on. Dammit!

I find myself singing along to Still Into You,
how fitting
, as I step into the tub. I’m so into the song and swinging my hips, I don’t hear the door open.

“You have a nice voice.”

I scream as I lose my balance. Thankfully, Jessie is quick and he catches me before I fall. I’m pressed against a naked Jessie.

“Wha– What are you doing? You’re still here?”

He sets me in the tub and steps in with me. “I’m taking a bath. And, yup.”

I’m confused. So, I just stand there. Naked. In a tub. With Jessie. “Why? You’re not mad?”

“Oh, yes, I’m mad. I’m livid. In fact, I would love to take you over my knee I’m so furious.” He says with no emotion. His blue eyes are staring into mine.

My eyes go wide. “What? You want to spank me?”

“You have no idea.” He sits down with his back against the tub. I’m still just staring at him. “Are you going to sit down, Blue? Kind of hard to bathe like that.”

I finally get my bearings, “Wait a freaking minute? What the fuck are you doing? You’re mad at me and you want to spank me, but you’re sitting in a tub with me, and want to take a bath? What is
wrong
with you?”

“Shut up, Blue, and sit down. We can talk while we bathe if you insist. As far as what’s wrong with me… plenty. You make me fucking nuts. Now sit your ass down!” He grabs the washcloth and starts lathering it up with my body wash.

“Stop ordering me around, asshole. You don’t own me.” I know I’m acting like a child, but his heavy handedness just pisses me off… I feel like stomping my foot.

He stops with the soap and stands up, getting right in my face. “Dammit, woman, why do you have to argue with me over everything? I swear you make me want to beat you. I never said I owned you. As if that would even be possible. Now, I swear to God… sit down!” He’s talking through gritted teeth and he pulls his lip ring into his mouth at the end.

I want it in
my
mouth. Arguing with Jessie has me turned on,
again. What is wrong with me?

I roll my eyes and sit down before I give in and show him I have no willpower when it comes to his blatant sexuality. Ugh!

He lets out his breath and sits with me. Neither of us speaks, we both just lather up. I start washing my hair and feel the suds run down my chest. Opening my eyes, I see Jessie following the trail with his hooded eyes. He catches my eye and winks.

Good Lord. How is he so sexy?

We both finish bathing and still neither speaks. I stand up and go to grab a towel from the shelf by the tub, but he beats me to it and wraps it around me. Then he proceeds to dry me off, paying special attention to my breasts before kneeling and trailing the soft towel down my legs. He avoids between my legs, which is now wet, and not from the bath.

I’m watching him dry me and my skin feels like an electric current is running over it with every pass of the towel. He dries my ass and I unconsciously open my legs a little. His head is level with my mound. He inhales and I moan. Opening my legs wider, I lean back until my hands find the edge of the tub. This puts my wet folds right in his face.

I have never been like this with another man, so wanton. He looks up at me and smiles, before running his finger between the folds. “Oh, Jessie. Please. I need it. Please.”

His finger is slowly moving, not entering me, and just playing with my wetness. “Need what, Blue? What do you want?”

“You. Your mouth. Oh, please.” I’ll beg if I need to. I’m so turned on.

“My mouth? Where?” His finger is still sliding and it’s so slick with my juices, my inner thighs are moist.

“There. Right there. You know where. Please, Jessie. Please. I can’t take it. I need it.” My hips are thrusting towards him, but he doesn’t comply.

“Say it!” His finger stops moving and I groan at the loss and try to wriggle to get it back where I want it.
“All you have to do is say it, Blue!”

“My pussy. I want your mouth on my
pussy.
Now!”

I’m watching him and his eyes light up with triumph at my words. He pushes me down with his hands on my waist. My ass finds the edge of the tub and he pushes me back as he positions my legs on his shoulders. He licks me and I scream out. “Oh, yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
That’s where.
Oh, Jessie!
”

His tongue is laving my folds, before he fucks me with it. He’s not using his hands, so I look over and see him stroking his semi-erect cock. He’s concentrating on me and alternating from licking me, sucking me, and fucking me, all with that glorious tongue. The lip ring adds a different friction and in minutes, my eyes are crossing and I’m on the verge. My body starts to tense and his tongue gets frantic, licking and sucking my clit. He moans and I scream out with my release.

“
FUCK!
Dear God, Jessie. Oh my God.” My stomach is convulsing and I’m shaking from the third life shattering orgasm this man has given me in a short time.

Finally, I sit up and he’s sitting there watching me. His dick is still in his hands and there’s a tiny bit of moisture at the top. I raise my brow.

His cheeks flush as he says, “Sorry. I think the well is dry for now. Two major orgasms that close together is a lot for a man to come back from.”

I smirk, “Really? Am I too much for you, Jessie?”

“Hell no. But I’m not a machine.” His cheeks darken will a full on flush and he laughs.

“Oh, I’d say you are. You’re a sex machine. Sorry I wore your batteries down though.” Looking at his crotch, I smile and say, “I owe you one.”

Damned if his cock didn’t jerk from my comment. I feel great. But I also feel like I need to apologize… Shit.

He wraps a towel around his waist and walks into the bedroom before lying back in the bed and just watching me through the open door. He’s staring at me with his hands behind his head while lying in my bed. I’m still naked and I start to get self-conscious.

I grab a towel and wrap it around myself before walking into the bedroom and sitting near him on the bed.

“What? What’s going on in your head, Blue? I can see your brain working.”

“Um, I think I need to apologize. I’m sorry for jumping on your ass before. About the sex, I mean.” I fidget with the hem of the towel, but I keep my gaze on his eyes.

“Ok. But… I can hear the ‘but’, so spit it out.” His body tenses.

“Um, well… the thing is… what I mean. Shit. I don’t know what we’re doing, Jessie.” I throw my hands up.

I look down. I can’t stare into his eyes anymore. I don’t know what he wants. I know that for me, this is more than sex. I’ve fantasized about him for
years
, and the reality far surpasses even my wildest fantasies. But I have no idea what he wants and I have no idea if I trust him enough to even try anything other than this if that’s even what he wants.

“Blue. I don’t know. I’m not going to lie to you and tell you I know what I want. I have no idea. This,” he points from himself to me, “you and me, and whatever this is… it’s good.” He shrugs. “But, do I want to date you exclusively? I don’t know. I’d like to spend a little time with you and get to know you though.”

I raise my eyes. “How are we going to do that? I’m in L.A. You’re in Louisiana. And I’m not going to be your fuck buddy. I meant that. I don’t know if I want more from you, but I know I’m too good for that and deserve more than to just share your bed when you get a whim.” I’m staring into his face, challenging him, daring him to say something… but, I’m not sure what.

“You can come to Louisiana. Or, I can come to Los Angeles. We have some time. We can just… see. Get to know each other a little bit.” He smirks. “Outside of bed, I mean.”

Oh shit, Blue. You are such a liar and you are so freaking screwed!

I want this man with every fiber of my being. I am so going to get my heart broken.

I smirk back at him and pat his leg before pulling on his nipple ring. “Ok. We’ll see. But right now, I’m tired. So either get dressed and leave or lie down. I’m going to bed.”

His eyebrows raise and he smirks. Then he throws the towel to the floor, pulls mine off and tosses it onto the floor, turns off the light, and pulls me down and against him while positioning the covers over both of us. “Goodnight, Blue.”

I relax against his body and smile into the dark, “Goodnight, Jessie.”

Jessie

I
wake to the smell of coconuts. Blue is lying tucked against me and our legs are wrapped together. In our sleep, we’ve spooned. She’s still sleeping, so I take the time to look her over, appreciating her beauty, before she wakes up. There’s no telling how she’ll react to what happened last night once she wakes up.

She moans in her sleep and rubs her ass against my groin. My already-hard morning wood becomes like a rock. The sheet slips and her dusky pink nipple is visible. I swallow.

She continues rubbing her ass against me and I groan.

Dammit. Go down. You are not having sex with her while she’s asleep. But, that ass is delicious and I really want to.

I decide the only thing to do is get up and go take care of it in the bathroom, so I start to move my arm from underneath her. She grabs it and rubs her ass against me harder.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Her voice is raspy with sleep. She opens her legs and reaches down to grab me. Pumping me a few times, she then takes the head of my dick and rubs it between her soaked folds. Pushing back against me, she inserts the tip. “Fuck me, Jessie.”