Beautiful Goodbye (6 page)

He grabbed my
leg and hitched it to the side. "The past can hurt. You can either
run from it or learn from it." Larkin rolled me over and said,
"Beautiful."

My cheeks were
warming again, and I couldn’t help but be drawn to him. "What about
you? I saw some tattoos earlier, what's your story city
boy?"

Larkin
smirked. "Well for starters I'm not from the city, I'm from the
suburbs. But yes, I have enough ink for three people. Those little
bitches are addictive."

Larkin stood
and pulled his shirt over his head. Well there go all my senses,
right down to the floor with his shirt. The man had muscles I
didn't even know existed. Did he have a six pack, hell ya...no make
that like a twelve pack, and I'm not talking about Bud Light here.
All his muscles were insanely defined right down to that sexy v
thing guys have that drive the ladies crazy and once again, I'm not
referring to Viagra. This man had it goin on.

After a slow perusal of his chest and stomach I finally
focused on his tattoos.
Suggestion: On
each of his pectorals he had three stars. The words ‘For those I
love’ were written under the stars on his left pectoral and the
words ‘I will sacrifice’ were written on his right.
Damn.
I'm not sure, but I think under his belly button it said
'freedom' with two guns pointing through it and straight to his
dick.
Since he
still had his jeans on, damn him, I could only see the top of what
looked like a bomb and maybe a shield. On his left shoulder, there
was a bird holding a ribbon but I couldn't make out what it said.
Both his arms were covered and they all blended in together making
it hard to see, but regardless he looked damn near
lickable!

"Well turn
around, you can't have this many tattoos and none on your back,
let's see what you got." Larkin slowly turned around and when he
stopped I saw 'NAYLER' sprawled across his shoulder blades, under
his last name he had two giant stars. Inside one star was the
number twenty-one. Football number, maybe? Then running down his
spine was something in Chinese. "What does this say?" I ran one of
my hands along his spine and felt him stiffen a little, ah so I do
have an affect him, good.

I could hear
Larkin's smile. "Only he that has traveled the road knows where the
deep holes are." Larkin spun around so fast I wasn't sure what was
going on until I felt his mouth kissing along my shoulder, up my
neck, and to the sensitive spot behind my ear.

Larkin leaned
back to look at my face before saying, "We don't have to do
anything tonight, just so you know. I'm not some playboy man whore.
Anymore."

I smirked.
"Really? I was hoping you were."

I saw his eyes
shoot up into flames. "Don't say I didn't warn you. I'm not like
those sweet country boys you’re used to." My breath hitched, and I
stiffened for a moment, Larkin noticed and asked, "You ok? I didn't
mean that in a bad way."

I let out my
breath and gave a small smile. "It's cool. But not all country boys
are sweet. Don't believe everything you hear about southern
hospitality, sweet tea, and charming country boys. Trust me, it's
not like that." I shook my head and grabbed his face. "Kiss me,
city boy."

And he did
just that. Leaving my mouth and trailing hot kisses down my throat
straight to my belly button. Now I'm no slut, but I certainly have
experience and I can honestly say no guy had ever made me feel this
way. What the hell was going on? I needed to get my emotions on
lock down.

When Larkin
slipped his hand under my barely there dress, my breath started
coming in rough gasps. "Fuck, country!" Larkin looked almost
pained. "You’re so wet and so tight." Larkin slipped two of his
fingers inside me as I tried to hide my cry. He crushed his lips
back to mine, swallowing my cries.

Truth was it
had been about six months since my last male contact. Not that he
needed to know that. I ran one hand through his hair, let my other
hand trail down his chest, across his abs and down to his jeans. I
ran my hand across the top, slipping my thumb just inside. He
finally got the hint and pulled back a little. He undid his belt
and slipped his jeans down. All that was left were his boxers and
even those were sexy on him. I quirked my lips. "I'm
waiting."

Larkin gave me
the sexiest half smile that had me melting. "Are you now?" Slipping
his hands into the sides of his boxers he slowly and torturously
lowered them.

Oh. My. Damn.
The fucker had his dick pierced!

That boy just
kept getting better and better...and bigger. He must have heard the
catch in my breathing because as he lowered himself, his eyes were
full of devious sparkle. He had that oh so sexy cocky half smile on
his face. Larkin brought his mouth to mine, our tongues dancing
around. I felt him sliding up and down at my entrance. I let out a
little groan hoping he would get the point. He did. I shut my eyes
and when I opened them he slammed into me. The scream that escaped
my lips was unstoppable. Larkin pulled out before slowly pushing
back in. This time stopping when he was in all the way.

"Fuck. You are
so damn tight,” Larkin gritted out.

"And you have
your penis pierced," I let out breathlessly.

"Well baby, I
don't hear you complaining about it," Larkin smirked. He let out a
ragged breath before pulling out then slamming into me, but this
time, he didn't stop. He kept at the rough, fast pace until I saw
sweat forming on his forehead. Even his sweat was sexy. I brought
both my hands to his shoulders and squeezed. I felt myself building
up. Both my legs were wrapped around his hips as he slammed into
me, over and over. Bringing one of his hands down, he ran it down
between us and right to my most sensitive spot. His thumb found it
instantly, and before I had a chance to object, he had me
screaming,

"Shit. Oh my
God! Larkin, fuck. Oh God, oh God. Yes." I scrunched my eyes as my
body started tensing and shaking.

"Come for me,
Jenna. Now." Larkin's deep, gravelly voice was all it took. I let
go and felt Larkin slide in and out a few more times before he
called out my name and collapsed on top of me. We laid there for a
few minutes slowing our breathing before Larkin leaned up. "Damn.
That was amazing."

I just nodded.
I still couldn't find my words. Wincing when Larkin pulled out he
climbed off the bed and walked into what I'm assuming was his
bathroom. I saw a light come on then he was walking back towards me
with a washcloth. In all his naked glory that man could make a nun
a sinner.

"Let’s get you
cleaned up." Larkin sat on the edge of the bed pulling my legs
apart. "Are you on the pill?" Larkin brought his eyes up to meet
mine.

I didn't want
to tell Larkin about my past and why I didn't have to worry about
getting pregnant, so I lied. "We're good. And I'm
clean."

Smiling, he
slowly raked his eyes over my body. "Well just so you know that is
the first time I haven't used a condom. I always remember those
fuckers. I'm clean too."

After cleaning
me up, Larkin lay beside me and pulled me to him, tucking my head
into the little nook of his arm. I felt comfortable, safe. No one
but Gage had ever made me feel this way. What was
happening?

Shit!

I woke the
next morning to Larkin’s alarm. I rolled and saw that it was five
thirty. Hoping I still looked halfway decent and not like the
whore-next-door, I rolled over to face Larkin.

"Good morning,
beautiful." Larkin said rubbing my back.

"Good would
have been at nine, not five thirty. Why does football have to start
so damn early?"

"Hell if I
know, but I gotta get up and get to the field. Will you be here
when I get back? It should be around one."

"Probably not,
I was going to try to decorate today while Gage was at football.
You could come to my place, and I can make you lunch."

"Mmm more of
your cooking, you can count me in." Larkin leaned over to kiss me,
was out of bed and grabbing a t-shirt to put on. He had an amazing
body, right down to that sexy ‘V’ at his hips. Those two guns he
had tattooed pointing right at his manhood, and good Lord those
were the sexiest tattoos I'd ever seen.

He gave me
another kiss, and I was pulling him down when there was a loud bang
on his door. "Get your ass up. Let's go." Ugh Trent!

"Stay as long
as you want. I will be at your place around one." One last kiss
then he was gone. I waited a few minutes until I heard the front
door close before I got out of bed. I went to Larkin’s closet and
grabbed a vintage Beatles t-shirt and found a pair of black gym
shorts. The shirt which I'm sure would fit Larkin just right hit me
mid-thigh and was baggy. The shorts were so loose I had to use my
hand to hold them up. This was going to be an interesting walk
home. I went across the hall to check my hair and face. My hair
wasn't too bad, but I still put it up in a messy bun then washed
most of my makeup off.

Thankfully, my
walk home wasn't too bad since it was barely six in the morning. I
only passed a few people out on a morning jog. I walked into my
apartment and started coffee. Being up this early caffeine was a
must. I went into my closet to pick out something cute, normally I
would just put on a simple sundress or shorts and a tank top, but
since Larkin was coming over I wanted to look good. I decided on a
red flowy skirt that hit just above my knees and a black sparkly
tank covered by a leopard print sheer tank top paired with black
peep toe heels with a red bow on the ankle. I got a quick shower,
got dressed, downed my coffee and headed out to do some
shopping.

CHAPTER 7

After a few
hours and a couple hundred dollars later, I was lugging bag after
bag from the trunk of my Dodge Charger into my apartment. I sat
them all on the couch and went into the kitchen to start lunch. I
was sure after Gage found out Larkin was coming to our place for
lunch he would invite Jinx, Trent, and Tyler as well. I cleaned the
chicken and placed it in the bag to marinade. I went back to start
my morning of decorating. I pulled a few candles and holders out of
a bag and placed them on the entertainment center. Pulling out
three picture frames I went into my room and grabbed three pictures
to put in them, one of Gage and me from the beach. One of Gage's
family and one of my family. I spent the next few hours hanging
pictures, placing candles or other little decorations. It was
almost twelve thirty by the time I stopped to start lunch and the
apartment was looking good.

Just as I was
finishing cooking, I heard Gage's key slide into the front door.
Gage was laughing as he walked in followed by Trent, Tyler, Larkin,
and Jinx.

"Hey guys!
Lunch is almost ready."

The guys all
turned to look at me, of course it was Trent who spoke first, "Damn
girl you look hot."

"Thanks
Trent." I crossed my arms and leaned against the
counter.

Gage walked up
and kissed my cheek and asked "What did you make? Smells good,
babe."

"Thanks, it’s
just chicken fajitas. Nothing special."

Larkin walked
up, put his arm around me, and kissed me in front of everybody. As
he pulled away, I couldn't help but look at the other guys. Tyler
and Jinx were smiling. Trent looked expressionless, and Gage looked
like he just got hit. "Um well ok, I guess y’all should eat. "I
grabbed a stack of plates from the cabinet and set them on the
counter before walking out of the kitchen.

Gage followed
me out and pulled me into his room. Slamming his door he
questioned, "What the hell was that?"

"A kiss Gage,
what did it look like?"

"Don't fuck
with me, I know what the hell it was but I mean WHAT was it? Why
did he just kiss you?"

"I saw him at
the club last night, we had fun. Apparently he wants to continue
the fun."

"You hooked up
with him? Jesus fuck, Jenna!" Gage ran his hands through his hair
and let out his breath. "Dammit J, I told you to stay away from
him. He is trouble."

"Yes, Gage I
hooked up with him. What’s your point? I told you I wanted to have
fun and I meant it. I also told you I was interested in him." I put
my hands on my hips and pursed my lips.

"Babe, have
all the fun in the fucking world, but be careful when it comes to
Larkin Nayler."

"Don't worry.
I'm a big girl."

Gage shook his
head and gave me a smile when he said, "I know you’re a big girl
but you’re my girl. You should be used to my over protectiveness by
now."

"Ha. You sir,
are beyond over protective. You are mental when it comes to
me."

Gage grabbed
my face and ran his thumbs across my cheeks. "When it comes to you,
mental doesn't even begin to fucking describe me. You’re my girl. I
love you and would do anything to protect you."

"You’re my
best friend Gage. Thanks for always being there for me. I don't
know what I would do without you. But please lay off Larkin.
Nothing serious will happen between us. We both just want to have
fun." I put my arms around Gage and laid my head on his chest.
"Please, Gage,” I pleaded.