Rubbed Raw (40 page)

Then he started to thrust even quicker, bringing me almost to orgasm then suddenly slowed down. The mischievous smile on his face told me it was payback. He did it several more times, and I wanted to kill him, but he had me pinned to the bed.

“No fair. Make me scream again, please!”

“You didn’t stop when
I
asked you to,” he said, going faster again. I could see the teasing was affecting him as well.

When he slowed down for a tenth time, I cried out, “I’ll do anything, if you just let me cum.” I tried to move my hips faster under him, but he put his weight on me so I couldn’t.

“I want my name written on your body.” Faster again.

I got so close that time. I felt the release start then he actually stopped his hips. His timing was so good. After he did it one more time, I relented. “Fine! I’ll do it. Just fuck me!”

His cock rammed into me hard and fast, again and again. “Oh God…. Giovanni!” I grabbed his hair and pulled it as I shook within. “Oh, yes… harder… yes… that’s it… oh… oh… oh!” I clawed at him. “Enough… no… more… please… Oh God!” So much stronger. “I’m… done… please… cum… please… Ay!” I felt like I was going to pass out. “Giovanni… enough… uh… please… God!” Another. “No… more… shit!” I felt my body starting to give out. “I… can’t… please… cum.”

Finally, Giovanni grabbed my ass and ground his hips into me. I sighed as I felt his cock swelling. “Damn, Crystal!” Then he pulled out and spewed cum all over my abdomen and chest. “Shit, I almost came in you.” He dropped on the bed next to me, looking completely worn-out. “That was different. You were jealous, huh?” He took my hand in his and kissed my fingers.

“Livid may be a better word.” I was soaked with sweat and exhausted.

He turned to me. “I thought you were gonna clock that girl.” He smiled. “I like that side of you. And I love when you’re rough with me, most of that was amazing.” He reached out and ran a hand down the side my body. “You agreed to put my name on you remember?”

“Yeah, where do you want it?”

“I want to get matching tattoos with our names. I was thinking a heart on fire, to represent the fire in out hearts for each other.” He kissed my lips. “We both got a space on our left leg. I want people to know you’re mine.”

“I thought you wanted your name on my hips. Like,
This Belongs to Giovanni
or something.”

“I’m not that mean. Would you be up to doing it today if Manny’s free?”

“We can do it as soon as I can take a shower. I can’t even lift my arms.”

After getting the tattoos done and changing clothes, we headed to Chad’s. We had a gig that night. It was unusual for a Tuesday, but it was a fan’s Christmas party. Chad saw my leg while packing the vans. He quickly pulled me inside the house.

“Why would you get his name written on you?” He was almost yelling at me. “It’s like bad luck. You’ll be sorry if you guys don’t work out somehow.”

I rolled my eyes. “Chad, that’s just jealousy talking, and you know it. You want your name on me, right?”

“Well that’d be cool, but that’s not why I said it,” Chad replied.

I reached up and put my hand on his shoulder. “Please. Chad. Try to be happy for me. We’re getting married soon. I want you there with me.”

Chad pulled away from me and went back outside. When I got back to the garage, he was helping put stuff in the vans again. I didn’t think he could be any more hurt.

“What did she do to you, Giovanni?” Phil laughed.

“She bit me.”

“No man, look at your wrists. Did you let her tie you up?”

“Fuck!” Chad shouted and went inside again.

Giovanni looked at me. “Just go.”

I was glad he understood. I found Chad in his room, punching the wall. I dropped my purse and put my arms around him from behind.

“Get off me Crystal!”

“No. I’m sorry.”

“Then why do you keep making it obvious? How fair is it that I have to see marks all over him?”

“Do you want me to tie you up?”

“Not unless you’re gonna fuck me after you do it.” He sighed. “How could you put his name on your body when you’re not even sure you wanna marry him?”

“I
am
sure.”

He turned around, “Really?” Then he lifted me up and put me on his bed, quickly lying on top of me. “Try and resist this.” He kissed my lips passionately as he ground his hips into me, making his cock harden rather quickly.

I couldn’t hold back. I put my hands through his hair and sighed. His lips slid down to my neck and over my ear. I felt the blood rushing to my loins as my legs spread, out of need.

He pulled my panties aside then his fingers prodded my opening. “See how wet I get you. You want me. Try and deny that.” I heard his zipper open. “You want this.” He rubbed his cock over my pussy.

He was right. I wanted him, badly. Nothing else mattered at that moment, besides getting his huge cock into me.

“I’ll give it to you, if you just ask. I know you miss it.” He pushed in just a little. “You want more?”

Breathlessly, I pleaded, “Yes.”

He drove into me hard, and I moaned. “I knew it.” He thrust into me deeply a few times. “You can’t give me up.”

“Crystal, what’s taking so long?” Giovanni called to me.

Chad jumped off me fast and closed his pants. “I’m sorry, baby.” He helped me sit up. “I was just so mad.”

“You’re right. Marriage is a commitment.” I sighed, scared I would always want him. Then I took a few deep breaths and fixed my lipstick.

Chad led me outside with a hand on my back. I saw that Giovanni had taken his shirt off.

“They go down below your jeans, don’t they?” Chris asked, laughing.

Giovanni turned towards us as Chad shouted, “I don’t want to hear about it!” He turned around. “Put your fucking shirt on!”

I felt even worse. Chad was fuming mad and more jealous than ever. Just before we left, he punched the heavy bag so hard I thought it would come off the hook.

“Don’t worry, Pops. I’ll have her home by two,” Chad teased, as we stood at the door ready to go play pool without Giovanni a week later. His anger about the tattoo seemed to have dissipated.

Giovanni smiled and fixed my blouse. “OK, dear. Now, make sure his hands stay where they should be. I have the shotgun ready just in case.” He laughed. “Be good to my little girl.”

We all burst out laughing. It felt so good to joke like that. Giovanni had a jealous look in his eyes when I said I didn’t want him to come. However, when I reminded him of his promise that we could still hang out, he relented.

Just as the door closed behind us, Chad picked up my hand. “Is he just faking it? I mean he really seems OK with this.”

“He told me he had to keep his promise, so I’m not sure.”

During our first game of pool, a blonde-haired woman came to Chad. “Can you sign my CD, please?” She was holding it along with a pen and looked nervous.

“Sure.” He smiled at her and inked his name.

She looked up at him. “Um, do you have a girlfriend?”

He glanced my way. “Not really.”

“Then do you have a date for New Year’s Eve?” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I think you’re an amazing guitarist, but would love to know the real you.”

He backed up a bit. “Well, I don’t, uh…”

“It’s OK,” I whispered, putting a hand on his back. “You need to start dating. I want you to.”

He leaned down and softly replied, “I’m not ready.”

“Then just be friends. Who knows what could come of it.” I quelled the urge to scream from the jealousy eating at my heart. “I want you to be happy, too.”

“Chad,” the blonde said, “Take my phone number, just in case. I’m Maggie.” She handed him a piece of paper.

“I’m just getting over someone right now, so we’ll see.”

“We could just talk,” she assured him. “I wasn’t expecting anything more.”

Chad visibly relaxed. “That sounds good. I hate to be rude, but Crystal and I only got tonight to play.”

“I understand,” Maggie told him. “It’s obvious you’re getting over her. I never had anyone look at me the way you look at her. You know I wouldn’t even care if that’s all you wanted to talk about.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, that’s what friends are for.”

“I guess it couldn’t hurt to just talk.” He hugged her, loosely, “Nice to meet you, Maggie.”

When she finally walked away, I felt such relief, but smiled widely, pretending I was just fine with it. “She’s cute.”

“I guess.” He picked up my hand. “But no one can replace you in my heart, baby.”

Then we went on to play a few more games. People asking for autographs or pictures interrupted us several times. It started to get frustrating.

“Baby, let’s go downstairs and have a drink in that corner booth.” Chad winked.

As soon as we sat down, I smirked, remembering the time he and I had sex in that very spot, “Oh God, Chad, look who’s here.”

Chad laughed. “I wonder if she remembers.”

The waitress smiled widely at us as she stopped at our table. “You two gonna keep your clothes on today?” I blushed, recalling her coming to our table just as Chad came that night.

“I think we can manage that,” Chad replied. “Can you get us a Jack on the rocks and a cola, not much ice? Thanks.” She winked at him then went to the bar.

As soon as the waitress put my soda down, I took a sip and looked at Chad. “Are you quitting your job before the tour?”

“No.” He took a drink from his glass. “I gotta keep up my mortgage payments. My boss said I could work remotely during the day again.”

I put my hand over his. “You’re gonna exhaust yourself.”

“It’ll keep my mind off of you, baby,” he sadly responded. He looked at me. “Will he let us hang out after you’re married?”

“I’ll make sure of it,” I promised then picked up his hand and held it in both of mine. “I want us to be friends forever. I need you in my life. You’re more important to me than anything.”

“Even him?”

I exhaled loudly. “I think so, but don’t tell him that. He wouldn’t understand.”

Chad looked at me. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but hesitated. Then he looked away for a minute, as if he was thinking. Suddenly he kissed me. His hand moved to the back of my head as he got closer to me.

I instinctively reacted by kissing him back. When he pulled me onto his lap, we put our arms around each other. I ran my hands through his hair while I moved my legs, so they wrapped around him. Suddenly it felt like the world had stopped and only he and I were moving.

I tilted my head the other way and kissed him with even more passion. He pulled my hips higher on his legs, hands on my ass. Then I could feel his stiff cock. I softly moaned, wanting him. From there, our kisses started to get more and more urgent. I pressed my body against his. His hands moved up my body slowly when I grabbed his shoulders.

“I need you,” I whispered.

Then he put his hands on either side of my face and quickly separated us. “We shouldn’t,” he told me, his breathing really labored. “But I want you so fucking bad.” He pulled me close again and covered my mouth with his.

“At it again?” I jumped and turned to see the waitress. “I knew it wouldn’t last.” She laughed. “I’ll come back later.”

I climbed off Chad and sat next to him. “We can’t keep letting this happen.”

“I know, baby.” He touched my cheek. “Maybe we should go before I try something else.”

We didn’t talk during most of the trip home. Then Chad’s song came on the radio, and he looked at me. “It’s still true, but I guess I gotta find a way to move on. You been my whole life for so long, I’m not sure I can just let go without some sorta good-bye.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you should finally take the stuff you have at my place.” He had just pulled into his driveway. “There’s no reason to hold onto it anymore.”

When I stepped into his bedroom, I looked at the bed. The one he and I made love on countless times. Where I had done so many new things; and we gave each other unbelievable pleasure.

Chad put his arms around me from behind. “I know, baby. Some nights, I reach out for you, expecting you to be there. I’ll treasure every memory you’ve given me.” He sighed. “That’s why I had to buy this house. I couldn’t let it go.”

He kissed my cheek and released me. Then we both started packing. I turned away from him as tears fell from my eyes. After a while, I started to feel overwhelmed, so I sat on the bed.
How could I do this? Why did things work out this way? How could I have fallen in love with someone else?

“Baby?” Chad was suddenly in front of me. “Baby, what is it?”

I sniffled, trying to keep from crying.

Chad lifted my chin. “Tell me, please.”

“My heart’s breaking, too.”

He gently kissed my lips. “I know. I feel it.” He sat next to me and kissed me again. “One last time, please? I love you.” He ran his fingers through my hair from the nape of my neck.

I sighed and closed my eyes. Our lips met again, open-mouthed, and his tongue caressed mine. That was all I needed. My hand moved to his face, and I lay down with him as we kissed.

Before I knew it, we were both naked, and Chad was on top of me with a condom on. His hand ran up the entire length of my body. “I love you more than anything in the world, Crystal.”

“I missed you,” I whispered as I ran my hands through his hair, and he touched my face. It had been so long, and I needed him so much.

“I haven’t been with anyone else,” he whispered while he pushed his cock into me. “I swear, only you.”

I looked up at him as his love consumed me then clutched him hard. Suddenly, I was racked with spasms. “Oh, Chad… God!”

“Uh, that feels so damn good.” He leaned down and kissed me while our hips slowly met. “Oh, God, I missed you,” he said as he held my body as close to his as possible.

I moaned loudly, but then tears started to fall. Overcome with emotion, I pulled his face down to me and kissed him again and again. The feeling I got from his slow thrusts was incredible, so much like our very first time.

The head of his cock grazed my sweet spot with each stroke. “Chad… oh!” I cried out, trembling within. “Oh!” Again. “Chad… oh God.” Again. “Oh… oh… yes… yes, Chad!” I pulled him closer, digging my nails into his shoulders as my insides exploded a fifth time.