Shattered Essence (19 page)

On the other hand, I was secretly
hoping she was as wonderful as I remembered. She certainly was prettier than I
remembered.

When I arrived at Pacific Beach she
was waiting for me. I couldn’t recall the last time someone waited for me. She
was wearing a blue and white small checkered sundress with white buttons down
the front. Her long dark hair was loosely curled and flowing down her back. She
looked good enough to eat. Did I mention her smile made my dick move?

There was a Bar & Grill on the
beach where we started the evening with a drink. During this time I learned
about her marriage, the death of her husband, her twin boys and her career. In
turn, over dinner, I shared stories of Paige, Megan and my job as a DEA Agent. There
were no barriers to our conversation. I hid nothing from her.

After the Bar & Grill closed we
walked along the beach, sharing stories from our lives. It was as though no
time had passed since the last time we spoke. After all these years I was
suddenly conscious of how dejected and gloomy my life had been. I knew even
though I was alive I had never really lived before our reunion. Time had no
meaning. All I knew was I didn’t want this moment to end. I felt complete and peaceful
for the first time in years.

Before I knew it, the sun was
rising.

“Would you like some breakfast?” I
asked. I reached for her hand for the first time since I saw her yesterday
evening. The moment we touched an electric current ran through my body.

Tonight was the night I fell for
her all over again.

Espe

When Drew reached for my hand I knew
I wasn’t going to let go anytime soon.

“Now that you mention it, my stomach
is grumbling. Breakfast and a cup of coffee sounds really good right now,” I
replied.

“How about I walk you to your car
and you can follow me to this hole in the wall on Balboa. It may not look like
much but the breakfast is out of this world.”

Walking hand in hand I said, “Sounds
like a plan.” I was amazed I had stayed out all night. “I can’t believe we’ve
been talking all night. Even more surprising, I’m not even tired. Usually I’m
asleep by ten-thirty, eleven at the latest.”

“It has been an incredible evening.
One I’m sure I won’t forget anytime soon,” he added.

He turned me toward him and pressed
his lips against mine. It was soft and gentle and he tasted like the ocean. I
smiled, breaking the connection. He leaned his forehead against mine. Smiling
back, he looked me in the eyes placed his hand on the nape of my neck, then he
made contact with my lips a second time. There was nothing tender about this
kiss. It was barbaric, demanding, and oh so bittersweet.

Heaven help me.

Screw breakfast!
I wanted to
stay attached to his face.

In a raspy low whisper he pleaded,
“Come home with me.” Chills ran throughout my entire body.

My body reacted by turning to Jell-O.
I was wet and wobbly. All I could do was chomp my teeth together in a biting
motion.

Chomp chomp!

He responded by rushing me to my car
and practically throwing me into the passenger’s seat before settling in as my driver.
I quickly handed over the keys. On the drive to his place there were no words
spoken. He held my hand tightly and smiled at me every once in a while. I was
desperate to run my hands over his body. I hadn’t had sex since before Jake’s
death over two years ago. All the pent-up energy was taking a toll on my body. I
was like an animal waiting to be let out of a cage. If Drew so much as said one
word in his sexy velvety voice I was going to lose it. I was going to strip him
naked in front of I didn’t care who and I didn’t care where.

Drew

Espe’s eyes didn’t move from mine
while we walked up the sidewalk leading to my front door. Her pupils were
almost black with desire shining in them. Once inside I shut the door looking
at her from head to toe. I had this compulsion to eat her alive.

My body was screaming. I savagely took
her lips into my mouth, devouring her. Tasting her. I picked her leg up to my
waist and slid my hand under her dress. I rubbed my hand up and down her thigh slowly
moving higher till I was cupping her firm butt cheeks. I had every intention of
carrying her to my bedroom.

I didn’t make it that far.

I raised her dress to her waist before
sitting her on the kitchen table. I buried my head in her chest, feasting on
her scent.

She smells amazing.

She pressed her hands against my
shoulders pushing me away. Licking her lips she reached for the hem of my
shirt. I lifted my arms allowing her to remove my shirt. She made a sound like
a purr as she buried her head into my neck. My chest started fluttering and my
breathing became uneven. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. All I could
do was pull her in closer.

I wanted to lie next to her. Kiss
her. Touch her, and lick her. I even wanted to suck her. I needed to have her
naked. I needed to be inside her. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back,
trying to fight the urge to pin her down. If I didn’t control myself I was
going to explode in my pants.

I grabbed the front of her dress
with both hands where the top two buttons were undone. I ripped open her dress,
sending buttons flying around the room. I was mesmerized from the movement of her
chest heaving up and down. The feel of her navy blue velvet bra sent shivers
down my spine. I took a glimpse of her round plump breasts. Her flat belly, her
swollen lips, and a glow radiating from her cheeks were making it hard for me
to breathe. Her matching navy blue panties were sexy as hell, causing my body to
ache in places I didn’t even know I had. My cock was howling to be set free.

I moved my hands over her rib cage
and continued moving them up until my hands were covering her breasts. I
removed her bra and buried my head in her chest. I took one hard nipple into my
mouth. I sucked, teasing her with my tongue. I pulled lightly with my teeth, bit
gently, and licked my way to the next one.

She held on to my shoulders, wrapped
her legs around my waist, arched her back and threw her head back. I licked her
collarbone, her shoulder, her ribs. I returned to consuming her mouth while
laying her flat on the kitchen table. I shifted over her body supporting my
weight with my arms. My erection was hard on her flat belly. I knew she could
feel it. My jeans were becoming tighter by the second. I had never been so hard.
She ran her fingernails down my chest, releasing a million goosebumps on my
flesh.

My breath caught in my throat. I
felt myself grow harder than I ever thought possible. I slid down her body,
pulled her hips to the edge of the table, and removed her panties.

Fuuuuck!
I felt a little
pre-cum in my pants.

Her beaver was nicely trimmed almost
hairless except for a half inch strip just above her lips. What I was looking
at was sublime, glistening, and ready for me.

My hands moved their way up the
insides of her thighs opening her legs. I gently stroked the center of her
core.

“Good lord,” she let out in a hoarse
voice.

Smiling, I looked into her eyes. I
loved that she was watching me. I couldn’t look away from her. Her face was
flushed, her lips were swollen, and her pupils were black with desire. I slowly
slid a finger into her warm slick core.

Softly I said, “I’m going to taste
you now.”

I pulled my finger out and licked
it. I’m pretty sure I heard myself growl.

“You are irresistible, scrumptious,
and I want more,” I said.

I went back to licking and probing
with my tongue. It didn’t take long before her legs started shaking and her
hips started bucking. I could feel her core contracting as her orgasm hit my
tongue. Her taste was a heavenly scream in my mouth. She yelled my name right
before she shattered. She fell back on the kitchen table, glowing in complete
bliss. My erection was hurting something fierce. It was beckoning for release.

I stood staring down at her. I
couldn’t recall the last time I had ever seen such beauty. I started to remove
my pants. As soon as I unbuttoned and unzipped I felt her feet grab my waist as
they started to glide my pants off my hips. When my pants and boxers hit the
floor I felt her feet rub, pull, and turn my shaft.

Holy hell
!

I lost it!

I crawled up her body and spread her
thighs with my knees. My lips came down heavily on hers. I gradually slid into
her little by little. When I was in as far as I could go I basked in her warmth
for a minute. It felt so good. My movements were slow as I started grinding
into her. My need to consume her was growing. It didn’t take long before I was
pounding into her harder and faster with every breath I took. Her body started
contracting once again. I knew she was on the verge of another orgasm. I pumped
harder until I felt the first sign of release in my spine. As she milked me I
gave one final thrust and exploded into her just as she screamed. I collapsed
on top of her breathing into her neck. I lifted my weight off her and waited
till my breathing became somewhat normal.

“That was incredible!” I said
smiling from ear to ear. “By far the best meal I have ever had at this table.”
I stood at the edge of the table, reached for her hand, and led her to the
bedroom.

Espe

It was a little after four in the
morning. I should have been sleeping, but all I could do was watch Drew sleep.
He looked so peaceful, content; and the way the moonlight was hitting his face
made him look angelic. As I lay next to him watching his chest move up and down
I tried to avoid thinking about leaving. It had been four days since I had met
Drew for dinner. I was still in his home, wearing his boxers and a T-shirt—although
most of the time I was wearing nothing at all. I laid my head on his chest to
listen to the beating of his heart. The rhythmic sound put me back to sleep
quickly. When the alarm went off at five I rolled over on my back, pulling the
pillow over my face. It was too early to be getting out of bed. I wasn’t ready
to move away from Drew’s warmth. I let out a disappointed groan.

I don’t want to get up. I don’t
want to leave.

I felt the bed shift and the alarm
stopped blaring. A muscular warm arm was pulling me closer. I threw my pillow
to the floor turned to my side and scooted my butt back, allowing myself to be
spooned.

“Morning, mi amor.” I scrunched my
face as his whiskers brushed my check.

“Mmmmmm,” was all I could convey. I grabbed
his hand and brought it to my chest. I wasn’t looking forward to going back to
work. I had spent the last few days in my very own Drewtopia, in complete bliss.

“I don’t suppose we could get away with
calling in sick three days in a row, do you?” I asked.

Chuckling, he replied, “In all the
years I’ve worked for the agency I have only called in sick twice. If I call in
again I’m afraid some of the guys might show up and knock down my door. I’m
sure some of them are already suspicious.”

“The last few days have been so laid
back and relaxing. I don’t want to ruin my jubilation by going to work.”

“I know what you mean. I haven’t
felt this good in a long, long time.” Drew was twirling my hair in his hand.
“The day will go by faster than you think.”

I sniffled, wiped my eyes, and
turned to bury my face in Drew’s chest. I really didn’t want to get out of bed.

He placed his cheek on mine pulling
me in closer. “Why are you crying? I’ll see you tonight, I promise.”

Snickering at him I said, “I’m not
crying. I’m wiping the sleep from my eyes.” I lifted his arm off me and forced
myself to get out of bed.

Standing at the foot of the bed I
said, “Can I ask you something?”

He turned to face me from where he
was lying in bed, his tan skin a contrast to the white sheets half covering
him. Resting his head on his elbow he asked, “What?”

“What happened to us all those years
ago? Why did you stop calling? Why didn’t you return my calls? Why did you stop
writing?” I asked.

Sitting straight up in bed, he
replied, “I’m sorry if I hurt you. In truth, I was an idiot. I always meant to
get back to you. The longer I waited and the more time passed the more I convinced
myself you deserved better.”

I responded by saying, “Do you know
how many versions of Andrew Malone there are in the San Diego phone book? Tons.
I even tried to find you on social networks. I didn’t have any luck finding you,
but I did find your brother Scott. I was so tempted to send him a message
asking him for your number. I never did because I was afraid. I reasoned I
should leave the past in the past. When you stopped communicating with me, I
figured you had fallen in love with someone else. At the time I thought it was
best to let you live your life.”

“Sounds like we were both young and
stupid,” he said grinning.

“Drew, do you want to hear something
crazy?” I asked on my way to the bathroom.

“Shoot,” he said.

I swallowed hard, hoping I wasn’t
going to scare him away. I took a deep breath and started, “Drew, these last
few days I’ve been happier than I ever thought I could be. Last night as I
watched you sleep I realized I have always loved you. I have never been in love
with anyone but you. All the years I was married I knew I loved Jake, I was
just never
in love
with him. I had dreams about you throughout the
years. I figured it was because I missed the sound of your voice. I missed you
holding me. I missed your touch. I don’t know how many times I tried to recall your
face when I closed my eyes. When I’m with you, I feel like my soul is home.”

I’d spilled my guts. I said what I
wanted to say. I winked at him and concluded, “I just thought you should know.”