Always Summer (25 page)

“He took my
face in his hands... and before I realised, he was kissing me.” She cried.

“What did
you do?” I shouted, slamming my hand on the table.
 
“Tell me your reaction!
 
Did you kiss him too?” I blasted.

Her tears
were still there, but her face showed some semblance of indignation.
 
“I didn’t do anything!” she said.

“Did you
hit him?
 
Did you tell him to get
lost?
 
You didn’t do anything?” I
continued to shout as I stood, menacingly.
 
My fists were clenched.
 
If I had
something to hit like a punching bag, right now, I would punch it till my
knuckles were raw!
 
I needed my car keys
… NOW!

“No!” She
shouted back, slamming her feet to the floor and rising from her chair.

“So you
kissed him, too!” I hollered.

“No!” she
hollered right back at me, but tears were still coursing down her face.

I couldn’t
temper the anger... I didn’t know how to right now... I couldn’t run into the
back yard and bash at trees, or rip out shrubs, I couldn’t go to the gym and
burn it off, and I didn’t even know where one was yet anyway.
 
I couldn’t break furniture or punch a hole in
the wall, and despite my anger... there was absolutely no way I would ever hit
Summer
!
 
I was being
devoured by my rage!

“Aargh!”
I vented loudly.
 
Every muscle in my body
was tensing with
anger,
my blood was swamped with
adrenaline.
 
I was bent over in my rage.

“I didn’t
do anything wrong!” Summer shouted.
 
“I
didn’t know he was going to kiss me!
 
I
was shocked by everything!
 
By what he
did to you, and by what he was saying to me.” She reasoned aggressively, and
despite my unwillingness to touch her, push her or hurt her in any way, she
displayed no such hesitancy.
 
She just
came right up and started pushing me in the chest.
 
I’d never seen her do this... ever!

“You
should’ve told him off... you should’ve knocked him out!” I heatedly argued...
stepping back when she unbalanced me with her push.
 
I threw my arms wide to emphasize my point.

“I didn’t
know what to do!
 
I froze!” she said
vehemently... pushing me again.
 
I was
heading back toward the living room.

I growled
at her, as though I didn’t believe her... but for some reason, I did believe her...
but I was hell angry and demanding justice.

“My
inaction spoke loudly to him!” she continued, still angry but not quite as
volatile.
 
“He knew I didn’t want
him!
 
So he cut me off forever... told me
we were nothing... that I was nothing!” she screamed at me.

“As it should be!
 
As it is!”
I shouted back.
 
I had meant to convey
that there should be nothing between them; obviously she took it to mean she
meant nothing.
 
She pulled her hand back
and slapped me hard across the face.

She then
went to push me aggressively again.
 
But
I caught her wrists.
 
She struggled
against my grip.
 
My face stung,
especially given that I’d just shaved.
 
I
was also worried that she might use her legs next and knee me in the nuts... so
I clarified my statement.

“You
shouldn’t have a relationship with him... at all!
 
That’s what I’m saying
Summer
...
that’s what I mean!” I seethed.

She didn’t
introduce her knees or begin kicking me, but she was mega pissed!

Good! So
was I!

Summer.

I knew
Blake had every right to get upset with me... hell; I was upset with me after
Julie had talked to me about the whole fiasco.
 
But I couldn’t seem to control the volatility that began to consume me
when he started mounting in anger.

I just
seemed to feed off the fumes rolling off of him.
 
I had seen him angry before, I had seen him
shouting at Julie before, but he’d never been angry like this at me; close, but
not this bad.

I could
even tell this was not the limit of his anger.
 
He was shaking as he attempted to put a rein on his temper.
 
I on the other hand didn’t normally have a
temper... I just suffered from intense passion around him.
 
So his mounting anger was stoking my own.

Then he
made reference to me being nothing and I saw red... bam!

However,
when he explained it away, it made sense... too bad I’d already gone there... I
just didn’t want to stop now... the flame was hot... I was burning!
 
I needed to release it!

Blake.

She
wouldn’t calm down, and neither could I.
 
Our breathing was rapid yet deep... intense heat radiated off of both of
us.
 
Her chest rose and fell in great
gasping waves.
 
Her eyes were burning.

She
struggled, her arms twisting, trying to set herself free from my grip.

“Let go of
me!” she growled.

I looked at
her menacingly... I was gritting my teeth.
 
She was
mine
... my girlfriend, my soul; my
salvation... my God Damned everything!
 
MINE!
 
Primitive... caveman... possessive!
 
I wanted her, she was supposed to be mine, and I needed her to know
that...
I
needed to know that!
 
This fire had to be spent somewhere... It was
sure providing me with enough passion to consume several teenagers!

I wrenched
her around to my left and backed her up to the wall that was a few feet
away.
 
I didn’t actually mean to slam her
into it, but she did smack against it.
 
It jolted her but wouldn’t have hurt her by the look on her face... if
anything, it fired her up more.

“Let go of
me!” she demanded through her teeth.

I didn’t, I
just held her there staring at her, pushing her into the wall with my body; her
hands were on either side of her shoulders, held in place by my hands on her
wrists.
 
I had parted her feet and pushed
in between them with my own, as I had rushed forward to pin her to the wall, so
she was stuck, and couldn’t bring her leg up.
 
My thighs were pressing against her thighs.
 
My hips pinned her upper hips and her lower
abdomen.
 
My chest pressed strongly up
against her breasts.
 
My God Damn dick
was so aroused; it was being strangled in its clothing prison.

My head was
back slightly so I could glare down at her... she glared right back, so I
rushed in to cover her mouth with my own.

Summer.

Blake was
strong... very strong.
 
I was in no
position to break free.
 
This fire wasn’t
abating, it was building, and now I was pressed up to the wall, with Blake
going all territorial on me.
 
I was
confused right now.
 
This shit happened
in heaps of the books I’d read at Sally’s place... but I was certain that it
never happened in real life!
 

It was a
huge turn on... but I didn’t want him to know that... I was angry with
him.
 
And then I noticed the blaringly
obvious... shit... of course!
 
He was
fucking aroused!
 
I could feel his
erection clearly pushing up against my lower abdomen, immediately above my mound.

I was
glaring up at him, and he was glaring down at me.
 
His jaw was tense... I should’ve been afraid,
but all I could think at that moment was,
bring
it on!

He read my
mind... his mouth smashed into mine.

Blake.

I wanted my
hands free, but that wasn’t happening while I was holding her wrists against
the wall.
 
Besides, despite the fact that
I believed she was as turned on as me, I wanted her to be free to push me away
if she wanted to.
 
I didn’t want to force
her into anything... although if she did
fend
me off,
I knew I’d be forced to go and trash downtown Hackettstown.

I let go of
her hands, and whipped my hands up to hold her face; where I had been
forcefully kissing her and now was attempting to gain entry to her mouth.

The moment
I let go of her hands, she allowed my tongue access through her now parting
lips.
 
She grabbed the hair at the back
of my head and almost wrenched the hair right out of my scalp with her grip as
she forced me unyieldingly to her face.

She began
making sounds in her throat.
 
Soft little
grunts of desperation.
 
I knew I was
making them too, yet mine were more like growling.

She reefed
my head back, so my mouth popped off of hers.

“Fuck me
Blake.” She breathed, before ramming my face back to hers.
 
Shit... okay... no problem.

I
growled...

I pulled
back from her body enough to peel her dress up around her waist.
 
My mouth was still on hers, our tongues were
clashing... we were
tasting
and devouring each other
all at once.

I lifted
her left leg with my right hand, as I had that day when I masturbated her at
her sister’s condo back in July, locking it around my back with my elbow.
 
With my left hand I reached up and pulled the
thin strap of her summer dress off her shoulder, along with her bra; before
tugging the right side of her dress along with the cup of her bra down, to
expose her right breast.
 
She placed her
hand on my waist, as the straps tentatively held her arm down.

She was
whimpering by the time I slid my hand up her thigh, toward her entrance, before
directly entering her pussy with my middle finger.
 
She released my hair with her left hand, and placed
it on my bicep in tandem with releasing my mouth and releasing a loud anguished
moan.

I attended
to her right nipple with my left hand, and watched her face as she rose in
blissful agony.

I was
surprised at how restrained I was being, considering how enraged I had been
moments ago, and how desperate my cock was to be released and introduced to her
pussy.

Thinking of
this, I replaced my middle finger with my index and middle fingers, and began a
slow rhythm in and out of her pussy, paying particular and intense attention to
the rough ridges inside her, and feeling the slick wetness that had moistened
and readied her for my penis.
 
I stayed
away from her clitoris at the present, since I wanted this to last a little
longer.

“Blake...
please
fuck
me!” she pleaded and groaned.

“I am
fucking you.” I replied, groggily.

“Not with
your fingers!” she begged, looking up at me.

“Tell me
what you want me to fuck you with
Summer
?” I asked,
finding my voice and strengthening it into a command. My breathing was erratic...
my pulse was soaring.
 
Her vital signs
were displaying the same properties.

“Blake,
please!” she begged again.

“Tell me
what you want me to fuck you with
Summer
?!” I growled.

“You... I
want you inside me.” She answered desperately.

“Are you
asking me to fuck you with my cock?” I asked her confidently, and then I bent
forward and took her nipple in my mouth, lifting her breast up with my hand and
sucking her nipple aggressively inward.

“Ahhh!” she
screamed in delight.
 
“Yes! I want your
cock inside me Blake.” She said breathlessly.
 
I ignored her momentarily, and suckled her nipple while fucking her with
my fingers until I felt her getting closer and closer to the threshold of an
orgasm.
 

“God damn
it!
 
Blake!” she cried out.

Keeping my
mouth on her nipple, I pull my fingers out and lifted my hips back from her,
fiddling with my button and zipper, I opened my shorts to gain access to my
raging hard on, still momentarily trapped by my boxers.
 
I put my hand in my boxers and lifted my
entire package over the band as I simultaneously shoved the band down.
 
It wasn’t hard to do, since my cock was so
ready, it could have crawled out of my pants on its own if it had the
ability.
 
I bent my knees and widened my
stance, in readiness to enter her in a moment.