The One Place (12 page)

Tuck returned my passion full force, grabbing my ass and lifting me as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Once again he carried me to the house, into it, and up to his bedroom. What we did when we got there could only be described as making love.

Tuck’s work callused hands moved over my entire body with a gentleness and reverence I had never known. He absolutely worshipped me and I returned the favor. He kissed and licked every inch of my body, and I returned that favor too. We spent hours in the bedroom, showing each other all of the feelings that we had yet to declare out loud to one another. With our secrets at least mostly shared, our connection was that much deeper.

Chapter 17

The next two weeks passed quickly and without much change.

I went to work while Tuck either worked on the farm or worked around town doing odds and ends for other people. We did make more time for each other though. That was an absolute priority and we both cut back to make it happen. We had sex at least once a day, usually more, and it kept getting better and better every time, and I had finally gone to the doctor to take care of the birth control situation (I wasn’t pregnant). We ate dinner together every night whether we did it at home or Tuck came to the diner to eat with me on a break.

Tonight was no different. Tuck had come to the diner to eat dinner with me and explained that we had plans for the night.

“Goin’ out tonight, Babe. Ruthie’s orders. Apparently, she’s not seein’ enough of her ‘Bestie’- her word, not mine- now that we’re together.” He even lifted his fingers and made air quotes around the word ‘Bestie’.

I rolled my eyes, smiled and said, “Okay. She only sees me pretty much daily at work.” I laughed and then continued, “You good with going out? I’m sure the whole town will be there.”

He nodded. “Yeah, they will. That’s ok, though. I’m hopin’ to get a few drinks in you and make use of your inebriated state later tonight.” And then he winked.

God, he was so sexy when he winked. What was it with winks that made you want to melt into a puddle? I mean all it is, is the ability to close one eye without closing the other. But, Jesus, if it didn’t make me tingle between my legs when Tuck did it, I’d swear it was the apocalypse.

This actually worked out perfectly, and gave me an idea. Now I just had to make it happen.

“Hey, Babe, is it alright with you if I get ready with Ruthie and meet you there?”

He gave me a suspicious look. I really was not good at bullshitting him. Everyone else, yes. Him, no. I really had to cut back on slipping in endearments. I always laid it on thicker than usual when I was trying to swindle him.

“I just figured it would be good to get in some extra girl time since she’s complaining that she isn’t getting enough of me.”

He still looked suspicious but gave in anyway, “Ok, Babe. I’ll meet you there. But after, you’re all mine.”

I smiled huge and said, “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

********

Ruthie had agreed to getting ready together whole-heartedly, so that’s what we were doing in her townhouse. She had the music blasting and we were dancing around like a couple of teenagers. I hadn’t actually gotten ready with friends like this before, but I had heard this is what girls did. No wonder. It was fucking fun.

She was in the bathroom straightening her hair when I asked her, “I need to ask you a favor. Can I borrow those shorts that I wore when we went out the first time?”

Her lips started to turn up until I finished, “And actually. I’m probably going to need to keep them after tonight.”

Her smile that had been forming turned into a grimace. “Ew, gross.” She paused for a minute and then said, “But, yeah! They’re all yours!”

I beamed. “Thanks, girl!”

She walked into her closet, pulled them out, and threw them at me. She was already dressed in a black miniskirt, a pink scoop neck shirt, and thick-strapped black espadrilles.

I was more of a do my full hair and makeup and
then
get dressed kinda girl. I guess that was a stupid thing to do if your shirt had a tight collar, but that had always been my routine.

I pulled the white shorts on sans underwear, again. This was getting pretty ridiculous, but at least there was a point tonight. I then added a lavender top I had gotten with a sequined front that was the same lavender color as the rest of the shirt. It was dressy, but the sequins being the same color toned it down a little bit. Not to mention, we were going to an 80’s bar in Joplin. It probably didn’t matter.

I sat down on the bed and strapped on my Mary Janes. Maybe one day I would get some different heals, but these did the trick. My life also didn’t have much use for heals these days.

Finally, I was ready to go, and as I looked up, I saw that Ruthie was too.

********

When we walked into the bar and Tuck saw me, I
thought
maybe I hadn’t thought this all the way through.

I
knew
this was the case when before I had even made it ten feet inside the Lizard, Tuck was there, grabbed my hand, and started dragging me to the back of the bar. I didn’t know where he was taking me, but I didn’t have to wait long to find out. When we came to a storage room in the back hall he opened the door, pulled me inside, slammed the door shut, and pushed me up against it.

“Knew you were up to somethin’, Babe.” He wasted absolutely no time and started kissing my neck and then running his fingers along the very short hem of my shorts. “You goin’ commando again?” I didn’t even start to talk before he had his fingers skimming up my leg, inside the hem, to find out for himself. His fingers ran up my inner thigh and I expected them to go right to the already wet juncture between my legs, but instead they stayed along my bikini line following it all the way up.

Both of us were breathing raggedly at this point, but he kept going. Slowly he moved his fingers back down the bikini line and around all of the good stuff to the other side. He traced that bikini line too and then came back to the center, but he still avoided all the major players. He just kept skating all around the outside driving me out of my mind. I couldn’t even speak because my mind was so jumbled from his merciless teasing. Apparently, Tuck still held the ability to talk.

“Come on, Baby. Get fuckin’ wet for me. I want you to come harder than you have ever come in your whole fuckin’ life.”

Shit. I think I might come without him even touching me.

His other hand went into my shorts behind, down my bare ass, and then joined his other hand teasing me.

I whimpered. That was all I had in me. I didn’t even know how I was standing anymore.

“You want me to touch you, Baby?”

I moaned and he got even closer but still didn’t touch me. I pushed with all I had and got one word past my throat. “Please.”

He moved his finger, finally touched me, and I fucking lost it. “Tuck, Baby,
God.
Fuck.”

His voice was so rough when he spoke, it was like he was talking around gravel. “Fuck, Talie. Wanna fuck you so bad, but I’m gonna have to settle for finger fuckin’ you. If somebody comes in here they are not gonna get an eyeful of you. That’s
mine
.
You
are
mine
.”

I was pretty sure that if he wanted me to be his, with the way he was treating me, I’d be his forever.

He shoved two fingers inside and I came instantly. I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, but he caught me with an arm around my waist, leaving his fingers inside until the spasms stopped.

I was starting to come back to myself and heard him talking. “Well, that doesn’t solve all of my problems, but at least you look like I just fucked you now. Maybe I won’t end up in jail for beatin’ the shit outta every guy in the bar.”

I wasn’t even sure what he was talking about, but I knew what I wanted to do. I dropped to my knees and started unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. He started to pull me up, but before he could I shoved his pants and boxer briefs down and took him in my mouth.

I immediately hollowed my cheeks and sucked him as deep as I could. Tuck yelled, “Jesus, fuck. Jesus.
Fuckkk
.” I was thinking he liked it as much as I did. He tasted good, just like the rest of Tuck’s skin did, and felt velvety smooth.

I moved back up and swirled my tongue around the top when I got there, finishing by running my tongue along the slit and adding my hand to the bottom of his length. From there, I set a punishing rhythm repeating those motions over and over again, sucking him as deep as I could each time, and changing the direction of my tongue swirl every once in a while. When Andrew made me do this, I was basically just there. With Tuck, I used all of my best moves.

“Talie, fuckin’ hell.
Shit
. Jesus, fuck.” His language got really colorful when it really felt good. I took that as a good sign and moved my other hand up to cup him. That did the trick.

“Fuck, Talie, Babe, Fuck. I’m gonna come, Babe.” He tried to pull me off of him, the gentlemanly maneuver, but I held strong and stayed in position. A moment later I could feel him pulsing into my throat and I took it all.

“My Talie.”

As I pushed back and stood up, Tuck was still pressed against the door murmuring, “Jesus Christ. Fuck.”

I picked his pants back up, tucked him back inside everything, zipped, buttoned, and buckled him, and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. When I pulled back he looked at me with openly carnal appreciation.
I
winked at
him
, pushed him aside, opened the door, and walked out.

I found Ruthie again and she gave me a knowing look followed by a wicked smile. “You can definitely keep the shorts.”

I burst out laughing. We gabbed and giggled until I saw someone else I needed to talk to.

Jezzy had come in and was across the room talking to Toni. I had been meaning to stop by and see her, but I usually only went anywhere near the hotel late at night or early in the morning. I was really glad she was out tonight because I missed her. Her personality was larger than life, but just like Ruthie, she almost always seemed to have a positive attitude.

I approached her only to find that she was giving me the cold shoulder.

“Hey Jezzy!”

I watched as she purposely turned her face away from me and pretended she didn’t hear me. Ruthie stood close and whispered in my ear, “She’s pissed you haven’t been by to see her. I tried to tell her you haven’t had time for
anyone
, but she wouldn’t listen.”

I cut my eyes to her and my face clearly said I knew what she was trying to insinuate with that comment but let it go and tried to talk to Jezzy again. “Jezz, come on. I’m sorry I’ve been busy and haven’t paid enough attention to you. Please forgive me.” I gave her a pouty bottom lip for good measure and waited it out.

Unable to hold a grudge for any time at all, Jezzy’s freeze out melted instantly. She flailed herself up and down clapping her hands together before jumping and wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’m so glad you came out Natalie!”

As always, her boobs had bounced wildly and I’d been unable to look away. Except when I felt another pair of eyes, a very specific pair of eyes, and cut my eyes to look on the other side of the room. Tuck’s eyes were glue to Jezzy’s breasts along with every other man’s eyes in the place. I knew I had been right about this. People were drawn to them like moths to forest fire flames.

Feeling my eyes on him, Tuck looked up and I scorched him with a fake chastising look. He laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and mouthed, “What?”

Unable to stop myself, I smiled my own smile and mouthed back, “Well talk about this later.” He just laughed again, gave me a huge grin and shook his head slightly.

********

Things quickly deteriorated and before we knew it we were several drinks in and breaking down in hysterical fits of laughter over the smallest things. Tuck had been hanging out with the guys most of the night and I was at a table with Ruthie, Jezzy, Toni, and Toni’s sister, Rhonda. We had all joined in on a rousing rendition of Paula Abdul’s “Straight Up” and had yet to come down from our high.

I sobered pretty damn quick though when I looked up to see Bobby headed toward our table. My eyes cut to Ruthie and she gave me a pleading look. She had obviously seen him too, and furthermore, knew what kind of behavior I was prone to.

Alright, for Ruthie, I would be on my best behavior. For now.

As Bobby approached, I heard him command, “Yo, Ruthie. Get up and get me a beer.” Ruthie jumped up and headed to the bar.

Biting my tongue (doing so, so hard that I thought I might draw blood, in order to stay quiet), I looked up and saw Tuck headed my way. He could probably tell I was close to exploding and didn’t want to see me come home with a black eye and then have to fuck me like that in bed that night. It would probably be a mood ruiner. It wasn’t for some people though, I thought with startling first-hand knowledge.
That’s it Natalie, fight me darling. A few bruises don’t affect your ability to take my cock, darling.
Andrew’s voice coming back to me like that made me shiver.

Ruthie came back with Bobby’s beer as he sat down on her stool. Ruthie went to sit down on his lap, but he pushed her back up and said, “No way, Ruth. You’re too heavy. I thought all those classes were supposed to be takin’ off weight, not puttin’ it on.”

That was it, I was pissed. However, Tuck was already there and laid a hand on my shoulder and murmured in my ear, “Let it go, Talie. If you go after him it’s just gonna make a scene and embarrass Ruthie.”

I hated this. But I knew Tuck had a point, so I had to back off.

Officially talked down off the ledge, I settled back into my seat.

Bobby barked out a laugh and shouted, “That’s it Tuck, put a muzzle on your woman. She needs to mind her own business.”

Before I could react at all, there was a growl in my ear. An honest to goodness
growl
coming from Tuck. He followed it up by saying in a low and deadly voice, “You better watch it, Bobby. You know you don’t want me comin’ after you.”

He seemed to at least take Tuck seriously, but he was also extremely pissed off. He shoved back from the table, jumped up and headed for the door, bumping Ruthie out of the way in the process.

Ruthie seemed embarrassed- just like we had tried to avoid. I wanted to go to her desperately, but I knew it would be the wrong move.

I whispered to Tuck, “Looks like we embarrassed Ruthie anyway.”

His face still a mask of anger, he responded, “No, we didn’t. Bobby did. And let me tell you he better watch his back. He better not touch Ruth and he sure as hell better not touch you or he’ll definitely be wishin’ he never met me.”