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“Hmm, that makes two of us. Are you hungry?”

Justin gave a huge belly laugh. “Terri, have I deprived you of food?”

I laughed too. “Yes, but it was well worth it.”

“Do you have anything we can cook or would you rather I take you somewhere? Or would you like to go back to my place and I could make you something there?”

“I need to shower if we go anywhere. I’m not sure what I have.”

“How about we go look?”

We got up and I went in search of a robe when he asked, “What are you looking for?”

“Um...a robe.”

“No clothing please.”

“But Justin.”

“Look Terri, I’ve seen you in every position naked, and trust me, you do not need clothes.”

I grinned. I was self-conscious, but what the hell? So I got up and we both padded into the kitchen in search of some nourishment.

 

 

CHAPTER FIVE

 

 

Justin

 

What a way to wake up! Terri is amazing. I’m still reveling in the fact that she let me stay last night...that she agreed to a six month trial. I feel giddy as hell. I knew I had a sappy assed grin on my face, but damn it all, I couldn’t help it. I feel all gooey inside. God, if any of my friends could hear me now, they’d beat the crap out of me. They’d call me a pussy. Well, hell, maybe that’s what I am. I don’t know. I’ve just never felt so damn happy before.

“What are you thinking about?” I heard her ask.

I was rummaging through her refrigerator and she was standing next to me.

“Huh?”

“What are you thinking about?”

“You. Why?”

“Because you have this goofy grin on your face.”

“Is it bad?”

“Yeah. You look like a moron.”

I gave her one of those looks right before I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. Her bare ass was right next to my head so I couldn’t resist giving it a couple of slaps and then I rolled her a little so my mouth had access to it. I gave her a little nip until her squeals turned into giggles.

“Are you gonna take that remark back?”

“That depends.”

“On what?”

“On whether you still have that look on your face.”

I marched back to the bedroom, tossed her on the bed and started the tickle torture. She was dying in no time, begging for mercy.

“Are you gonna take it back?”

“YES! I take it all back,” she eked out through fits of giggles.

“You swear it Terrington Mitchell?”

“YES!”

“Say it.”

“I swear it!”

I released her and she just stayed in the bed laughing. God help me but I felt myself get hard again. I cocked my head to the side and just stared at her. Her laughter dwindled down and my heart beat started that giddy-upping.

She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed and wrapped her slender fingers around me and before I had time to think, she had her hot and wet mouth around my hardness.

“Oh Christ Terri.” I felt her heat all the way to the arches of my feet. She slid her mouth up and down on me and I knew I couldn’t last very long, watching her like that. Her long dark hair hung loosely around her wrists and suddenly she looked up at me and her eyes, oh fuck, those azure blues of hers settled on mine and I couldn’t get a damn meager bit of air into my lungs.

One of her hands inched its way up to my stomach and she started doing little things with her fingers that made me want to scream out her name.

I threw my head back and I knew I was going to release, but I didn’t want to do that to her.

“Terri stop.”

She kept going.

“Terri, baby, I’m not going to last.”

She stopped then, but only for a second. “I don’t want you to last Justin.” And then her mouth was back on me.

I didn’t want to do that to her, I really didn’t. “Please Terri. I don’t want to do this to you.”

My words set her off and she grabbed my ass with both hands and squeezed and that’s all it to
ok. I was a goner. Nothing but one massive orgasm.

My arms ached to hold her; my body was hypersensitive to all touch; I was lightheaded as I stood there. She released me and I immediately picked her up and kissed her, wrapping my body around hers. I couldn’t speak yet...my throat was still thick with my hunger for her.

When my voice found its way back to me I told her, “You are an amazing woman Terrington Mitchell.”

She responded with a husky laugh. “Well, I’m glad you think so.”

“Oh, there’s no thinking about it babe. I know so.” I kissed her again. “Now I really need to feed you because I know you must’ve worked up an appetite over that.”

She laughed again. “Well, you can say I owed you for earlier this morning.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. “Hey, there’s no owing. I don’t want you to ever do anything because you think you owe me.”

From the look on her face, I knew I had mistaken her comment.

“No, Justin, that’s not what I meant. I wanted to do that. I wanted to do that earlier but you wouldn’t let me. You’re so sexy...I just wanted to...well, I...what I mean is...”

“Hey, Terri, just say it. No need to be shy here.”

“Okay. You are totally sexy and I want to lick you all over. How’s that? This was just the beginning.”

 
Wow! How’s that? I’ll tell you how’s that? I want to do a flip right now.

“You like?” she asked.

“Er, yeah. How can you tell?”

“If your smile was any bigger, it’d be at your ears.”

“Well, the image I get of you licking me all over puts that on my face sweetheart.” I brushed the hair off of her face and kissed her nose. “You are some kind of beautiful, by the way.”

She smiled.

“Hey, we need to eat. If we keep this up, we’ll never get out of here!”

“I know, right?”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the kitchen where I started to cook up a huge breakfast of omelets, grits and toast.  When we were finished feasting, we cleaned up the dishes and she looked at me and burst out laughing.

I furrowed my brow and asked, “What’s so funny?”

She shook her head and replied, “I’ve never cooked, eaten and then cleaned up afterward butt ass naked before.”

A wave of intense jealousy vibrated through my body. The thought of her naked with another man suddenly sickened me. I almost wanted to lose the breakfast I’d just eaten. I could barely breathe.

Holy shit! I get it now. I finally understand how she felt when she found out about me with those other women. Right now, just the thought of her being naked with another man has me reeling, let alone fucking two women at once. My God! I am such a shit! How could I not understand that? How did I not know how it would hurt her so badly? How could a man be so blind and stupid all at once? Was I that selfish?

I grabbed my hair with both fists.

She noticed something wasn’t right.

“What is it?”

I looked at her and grabbed her by the shoulders. Then I said, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. I never knew. Shit Terri, I’m so goddamn sorry.”

I pulled her to me and held her against my chest and kept telling her how sorry I was.

“Hey, Justin, what’s going on?”

I just held her to me and I trembled with a chest full of emotions. I got to the point where I couldn’t speak. My throat got so tight and thick. I rubbed her back in circles. She tried to pull away but I wouldn’t release her. I could only get a mere “Huh uh,” out. I felt her arms go around my waist and squeeze. Then I knew I’d never deserve this woman.

“Whatever it is, it’s okay.”

My voice returned to me and I told her, “It’s not okay. I never got it until now. The thought of you naked with another man set me off. And then I thought about what you must’ve gone through when you found out about me and t
hose two sluts. I’m a total shit Terri and I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you like that. It will take a life time...”

“Wow. I wasn’t expecting this at all.”

I’d blindsided her with it, but I wasn’t going to hide how sorry I was or the fact that I really hadn’t gotten it until now.

“I don’t know how I didn’t know. I’m so sorry. I’m so stupid.”

“Justin, you’re eventually going to have to let all of this go. I’m not over it yet. I told you that last night. It’s a work in progress. I don’t like what I see in my head when I think of it, but if we keep going there, you and I don’t stand a chance.”

Then I asked the question I feared the answer to the most. “Terri, do you think you and I even
have
a chance?”

“I’d like to think so...yeah. Because this morning was the best morning of my life. I don’t know about you...”

“Let me tell you then. It was the very best of my life too. I never thought mornings like this existed.”

“Then I have to hope that we have a chance.”

I looked her straight in the eye and said, “God, I hope so too.”

“But Justin, it can’t be only about the sex.”

She just doused me with a bucket of ice water. “Wait! Is that what you think? Because let me disabuse you of that notion right now. The sex is only the icing on the cake honey. I would’ve waited forever for that. I put that ball in your court, if you recall.”

“I know. But once we crossed that sex line, it changed everything. I tried not to do it, but you’re irresistible.”

“I am?” I admit I felt like preening a bit.

She gave me the biggest eye roll. I almost thought her eyes were going to roll right out of her head. “Oh come on Justin. Women throw themselves at you.”

That bit was true but I quit paying attention to that long ago. Most of them were pains in the asses anyway.

“I don’t pay attention to them,” I responded.

“Come on!”

“I don’t! It’s been going on since I was twelve. Look, I have a confession here. Pearce is the nice guy in the family. He’s the one with the manners. I’m the asshat. I’m the one that used women. I didn’t give a shit. A few years ago I got over it all. I decided that I wasn’t going to date anyone unless they meant something to me. End of story. You’re the first woman I’ve been interested in quite a while.”

She snorted and asked, “Is that supposed to make me feel special? Because if so, it’s not working.”

“No! I didn’t tell you that so you would feel special. I told you that to reveal a part of my nature. Basically I’m a jerk Terri.”

She rubbed her chest, as if it ached. “Why would you say that?”

I bent my neck back, in order to ease the building tension. “I’m being honest here. I could give a monkey’s ass about other women throwing themselves at me. I only care about one woman. The one who is standing in front of me right this very second. The beautiful naked woman named Terri. I want her to know who I am. I’m the most imperfect human being that God ever created. I’m an ass. I’m selfish a lot of the time.  And apparently I’m stupid as hell too. But I’m trying to become a better person. What I want with you isn’t just about the sex. It’s about everything. I want to walk with you on the beach at sunrise. I want to lay with you on a blanket under the stars on a crisp fall night. I want to take you for a drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway when all the leaves have changed color in the fall. I want to take you to Vail at Christmas time so you can see all the decorations in the village. I want to watch your face when the snowflakes hit it. None of that has anything to do with sex. But I want to get to know you first Terri. I can’t do any of those things unless I
know
you.”

She smiled, really smiled when I finished talking. “That was the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

I hadn’t meant for it to be sweet. I’d only meant to reveal that part of myself that I wanted her to know I was working on. “Terri, I wasn’t trying to be sweet.”

“But that’s the whole point Justin. That’s exactly why it was sweet.  The best things in life are the ones that aren’t contrived.”

Well damn, she had a point there.

“I suppose so. How’d you get so damn smart...and sexy too?”

“Lucky I guess. Wanna take a shower?”

Now how the hell could I refuse that? I allowed her to pull me into her bathroom. Every few seconds, she’d glance back at me and give me one of those seductive, smoldering looks. My boner was about to shoot sparks out of it. That girl could get me rocking with a simple glance.

Thank God her shower was huge. It was a walk in with one of those dual shower heads, one of them being a hand held. I had all sorts of ideas flying through my head when I saw that. It was going to be a long shower indeed.

 

 

CHAPTER SIX

 

 

Terri

 

What a day. Justin just left. It was ten thirty and I had to get to bed. I had to be at work at seven thirty for our Monday morning team meeting. But, damn, he’d been gone for all of ten minutes and I missed him already. I was in deep dookie here. We’d had sex all over the place...in the bed, in the shower, on the floor, on the couch, on the kitchen counter and on the dining room table. The man was a master and insatiable. Of course, I guess I was too, ‘cause I’d initiated just as many sessions as he had.

I had to hand it to him too. He hadn’t tried to hide anything from me. He answered every question and with great remorse. My greatest concern about him was that he wouldn’t ever be able to forgive himself. He reminded me so much of Lexi after her fiancé, Peter died. When he’d been killed in that car wreck, she’d blamed herself for years. It wasn’t until she’d met Pearce that she was finally able to forgive herself and move on. I hoped Justin could do the same. The issue with the women was something I would have to work on. I couldn’t say he cheated on me. That was misleading. We never had committed to each other. Hell, we only had gone out a couple of times. He had every right to date who he wanted to at that point in his life. It was the fact that Lexi had caught him with two women. But when he explained it and how he needed help and wanted to get caught, it made so much more sense to me. I didn’t like it any better, but doing it as a cry for help did make sense. Why the hell couldn’t he have just picked up the phone and asked instead?

Staying angry at him wouldn’t solve anything. We’d never get anywhere. The attraction between us was so thick you could almost touch it. If I hadn’t agreed to this six month trial, I would never have forgiven myself. I would’ve always wondered, for the rest of my life, if I had missed out on something big. If he was the one I’d let slip away. At least this way, I’d find out one way or the other. Yeah, I was taking a monumental risk and putting my heart on the line. But isn’t that what life was about? Putting your heart on the line? I either had to go with it or put it to rest. He’d haunted my dreams...waking and asleep for months now. At least I’d know after this.

My head hit the pillow and I crashed.

 

********

 

My phone bleeped, telling me I had a text. Grabbing it, I didn’t recognize the number. I slid and unlocked it and the words grabbed me. My stomach flopped and landed on my toes.

 

J: Morning gorgeous. Sleep well?

Me: Yeah. Just woke up.

J: Me?

Me: Yeah.

J: Sorry  :-(

Me: Don’t be. Alarm was going off in 3 anyway.

J: Miss u.

Me: :-D Same here.

J: I’ll call u later. I have some cases this a.m.

Me: K. BFN

 

My body was damp all over, and I mean all over. From a mere text. I wanted him right next to me so I could feel his warm skin beneath my fingers. I rolled off the bed and trudged to the shower. When I stepped inside, my thoughts went straight to the last one I had. It was with him. Damn, he put a whole new spin on showers for me. The things he did with that hand held shower head.  I never knew.

I had to get a move on here. I didn’t have much time before seven thirty would be here. Mitchell Properties, my dad’s business and the place of my employment was on James Island, but traffic could get really jammed up on Folly Road, the main thoroughfare on the Island. If I didn’t get out of my house by seven, there was a chance I’d be a few minutes late. Not good for the daughter of the owner and the one who was supposed to kick off the meeting.

I pulled myself together and got to work on time, albeit a tad frazzled. I could only blame Justin. All thoughts centered on him and my body was reacting. Dampness under my arms, warmth spreading throughout my body, heartbeat ratt-att-tatting, and damn if my panties weren’t damp too. I was freakin’ aroused just thinking about him.

I walked in the door and the office receptionist was at her desk. She eyed me like a hawk.

“Good weekend, I see.”

Now what the heck did that mean?

“Yep,” I answered curtly as I tried to breeze by.

She stopped me before I could. Then she turned me to face her and buttoned one more button on my blouse. “I didn’t think you’d want everyone to see that little mark you have there,” she said.

Holy fire balls! Isn’t that just craptabulous?

I blew out a lungful of air. “Thanks Alana.”

“Any time Terri.”

I marched to my office and dropped my stuff on my desk and then headed straight for the bathroom. Grabbing a wad of paper towels, I started to dab up the moisture that had formed on my body. This shit was not going to work for me. I could not go through life with perpetual sweat clinging to every inch of my body. I needed a cold shower.

Damn! Why did I have to say the word shower?

My body turned into a puddle of liquid heat. A fire started in my belly and traveled straight between my legs. I was panting. Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened and I stood face to face with another agent. Angela.

Oh God! Just what I need now.

“What’s got you so worked up this morning?” she asked in that breathy voice of hers.

“Traffic.”

“Traffic? Where did you come from ‘cause it was easy peasy this morning for me?”

“Yeah, well good for you,” I meowed.

“Gee, someone is PMSing. You need to get laid honey.”

I gulped. Hard. She heard me and looked at me.

“I wouldn’t wait much longer or that thing of yours is gonna shrivel right on up from inactivity. You know, I heard that if you don’t use it, you lose it.”

“Yeah, well, no worries for you then, huh?” I retorted.

“I know, right? My little thingy is going to have her fun whenever she can.”

My little thingy? What the hell!

“Well, good for your little thingy Angela,” I squealed. That little thingy of hers had been all over hell and half of Georgia, and then some.

She giggled and we both walked out the door. She thought I was on board with her. Who the hell calls their anatomy their ‘little thingy’ anyway? That woman was whacked. Too bad she was one of our number one agents. I had to wonder what the hell she did to her clients. I was worried about it but too afraid to ask.

I managed to get through the meeting and the rest of the day with only three internal combustions. The first two occurred when I got two texts from Justin. Two very explicit sexts, explaining exactly what he wanted to do to me when he saw me later that night. I had to excuse myself from the lunch room after the first one and go sit in my car with the AC on max. After the second sext, I just rode the storm. The third time happened after a phone call. He didn’t even talk about sex. He called to tell me he was thinking about me. It was short and sweet, but that voice of his was so husky, sexy and full of promise. I decided afterwards that I was going to start carrying around several changes of panties. This was ridiculous.

I had two showings that day. The first one was with a couple who was moving here from Seattle. They both worked for Boeing and decided to take the move to the East coast when Boeing opened up their newest facility in Charleston. I had three houses to show them in West Ashley.

My second one was that afternoon with an older woman who was downsizing. Her husband had passed away recently so she was ready to move to something smaller that required less work. She wanted to look at some properties in Mount Pleasant.

Both went well and I think I had potential sales for both.

I got home around five and was worn out. I changed and headed to the gym. My phone rang on the way there.

“Hey!” It was Justin. “You up for dinner later?”

“Yeah, after my workout. Someone did a number on my body today so I need to work out some frustrations.”

“What are you talking about?” He sounded totally confused.

I laughed as I explained what I meant.

“Well, I have a better way of handling those frustrations, you know.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Oh yeah!”

“Well, I must work out. It’s not an option. I’ve been ordered to by my doctor, Doctor.”

“Right. Okay, how about meet me at my place at seven thirty then.”

“Sounds great. But I don’t know where you live.”

I should’ve known it would be downtown Charleston, south of Broad Street, where all the wealthiest of the wealthy lived. He was, after all, a Middleton.

“Terri, I could pick you up if you want.”

“Justin, I’m not helpless. I can drive.”

“Okay. Great. See you in a little while then.”

My workout was fine. I had a weight routine that I had to do. The muscles in that right leg had weakened and I had to get them back up to par. Physical therapy had set me up on the right path and then they had recommended a trainer that I worked with. I was at the gym five days a week. I didn’t want to lose anything I had gained.

I left there and on my way home Justin called.

“Come straight here. You don’t need to shower. I have plans for you.”

Well, didn’t that sound fun?

“On my way.”

I pulled into his driveway and sat and gazed at his beautiful home.  It was a three story brick Charleston single house with a two story piazza that ran the length of the home. This was my favorite style of home so I chuckled to myself when I saw he owned one.

And then he was standing next to my car and opening the door for me.

“Hey.” His hand reached for mine and he helped me out.

I went to return the “hey” but my mouth was captured by his in a toe clenching, tummy tightening kiss.

As soon as I could, I broke away saying, “I don’t smell very good Justin.”

“You always smell good to me baby.” And I was back to being kissed and caressed. I’d been holding my purse in my other hand, but I let it drop to the ground and wrapped that arm around his neck. My body melted into his as his kiss deepened and he backed me up against my Honda Pilot. Then he lifted me up on the hood of the car and my legs were around his waist. His mouth moved to my neck and he nipped and nibbled his way to my throat. An inferno burned within me and made a beeline straight between my legs. I scooted closer to his hips, wanting my body to touch him there.

“I need you Justin,” I panted between breaths. “I’ve needed you all day. You’re all I could think of.”

“Then let’s do something about that.”

He bent down to retrieve my purse and then picked me up. My legs tightened around his waist. I wanted to feel that friction between us as he walked. I moved my hips around, trying to make the most of it.

“Eager, are you?” he asked with a smile.

“Oh yeah.”

I was almost dry humping the man by now. He took the stairs two at a time and when we got to his bedroom it struck me that I was nasty from working out.

“Shower first?”

“No way, babe. I want you now. Just like this.”

“But...”

“Hush. No buts.”

He tugged all my clothes off and my hands were shaking, trying to get his off. He finally brushed them aside and did it himself.

When he was naked, I guzzled in the sight of him.  Hot. He was so damned hot.

“Terri, I want you to touch yourself for me. Now. Do it.”

I had no will where he was concerned. I was so damned aroused, I would’ve done anything at this point. I did what he told me.

“Tell me what you feel.”

“Wet. I’m wet,” I murmured.

“How wet?”

“Very.”

“Good. Now, what do you want Terri?”

“I want you inside of me Justin.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

“So, you want me to slide inside of you and that’s all. Like this?”

He put the tip of his thickness at my opening and ever so slowly, he slid into me. And then he didn’t move. Not one inch. He just stayed like that. I tried to move but he stilled me with his hands on my hips.

“Is this all you want Terri?” he teased.

“No! I want you to move. In and out. Fast and hard.”

“Ah, I see. Like this?”

And then it started. He drove into me and pulled out, hard and fast. I cried out. He did it again and again. I thought I would go crazy. My heart was pounding, I arched my back, trying to get every last bit of him...his fullness deep within me. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than this, he looked at me under heavy lidded eyes and said, “Terri, I’m going to make you come now. And when you do, you’re going to scream baby.”

Good lord, I was already screaming! Could I scream any louder? What will the neighbors think?

He took the pad of his thumb and pressed it hard against my nub of sensitivity, barely moving it. He held me like that and within seconds I was falling off that proverbial cliff, screaming out his name, over and over. My fingers were digging into his shoulders and seconds later, he was right there with me. It took a few minutes for everything to settle down between us. 

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