Tortured Beginning (5 page)

I look up to see that I need to start getting ready for tonight. I get in the shower and think of O, and oh what a time I have had with that man. I found out his band is playing tonight, I am hoping we can have a fun night in the sack. We hooked up a couple of weeks ago and he could melt my pants off.

He is a gorgeous  green eyed man with shoulder length dirty blond hair and tat's all over. He is a rocker and I love it. His voice is to die for, I could listen to that for the rest of my life. We hit it off right away when we meet and I brought him home with me. And shit, can he fuck!

I don't do relationships, so when he asked for my number, I told him I would see him around. I don't mean to be a bitch, but my track record hasn't been great. I am not ready to get in any kind of relationship, other than being fuck buddies. I am hoping he is in for a roll in the sack tonight, because I can really use it.

I get out of the shower and pick out one of my sluttier outfits for tonight. I am hoping O won't be able to resist me. I get dressed, then go do my hair and make-up. I look at myself in t he mirror, "Damn, girl....you look fucking HOT!" I laugh at myself. I grab my phone and purse, then walk out the door, making sure it's locked behind me.

I light a cigarette, as I walk across the street to Anne's house. I walk up her porch and knock on the door. She walks up and opens it, not looking ready.

"Hey, I will wait for you out here."

"Okay, I'm almost ready."

I yell at her, "Dress slutty, bitch."

I hear her laughing on her way to her bedroom. I sit in one of the wicker chairs she has on her porch and look around the neighborhood. I freeze when I see that same car down the street. Again, someone is in the driver seat. They start the car and make a u-turn and drive the opposite direction from me.

Maybe they live down there, but why is there someone in the car every time I see it. I have a bad feeling that it's Ben. I will have to call Detective Ryan and let him know I saw the car again. I get a warm feeling, when I think of him. Damn, I have tried to not think much of Trevan and those eyes. I shake myself to forget about all of this for tonight, if only for my own sanity.

We pull up to the bar and the three of us get out. Thank god, it's not far from home. We open the door and get blasted with the music playing inside. My stomach does a flip, as I recognize the person singing, O.

The girls go off to find a table close to the stage and dance floor, I go to the bar to get us drinks. I tell the bartender what I want and look around. I hope that Wyatt shows up tonight, Anne and him need to talk. I don't see him anywhere, so I grab our drinks and head to our table.

I sit facing the stage and look right at him. Our eyes lock, those beautiful green eyes that dance when he is singing. I see a smile cross his face when he looks at me and it warms me. Those eyes, those lips and his voice make me melt, hell it makes me wet for that matter. I'm hoping that look means I am getting lucky tonight.

I look away and pass out our drinks, I see Anne smiling at me out of the corner of my eye. Damn, I was hoping nobody noticed that exchange. We sit and listen to the music in silence for awhile. 

The waitress drops off more drinks and I look around, again. I see Wyatt walking and smile at him. Damn, he looks like shit. The poor guy has it bad for my Anne, she needs to fix this. He starts to walk over to us, but stops at the bar for a beer. Anne has her back to him and he pulls up a chair and sits behind her. I can tell she knows it's him because she stiffens in her seat. I look over at Lynette and she is grinning like a school girl.

I get up and grab Lynette to go to the bathroom. I figure they need a moment alone. Once the door closes behind us, Lynette turns to me.

"I hope they talk this out."

"Yeah, me too. He looks miserable and I know she feels the same for him."

"How are you holding up?"

"I'm good, hoping to get lucky tonight. Damn that man looks good and his voice makes me melt."

She laughs at me and we walk back out. I see Anne and Wyatt facing each other and talking. The band is taking a break and the jukebox is playing. I let Lynette know I am going outside for a quick cigarette. She nods and walks off to talk to some other people she knows.

I walk outside, the cooler air hits me and it feels good. They have tables set up for smokers to sit at and I go to an empty one. I look out over the parking lot, lost in my thoughts. I feel someone put their hand on my arm and I jump. I look over to see O, laughing at me. He sits down in the chair next to me.

"What the fuck? You scared the shit out of me," I yell and playfully hit him on the arm.

"Yeah? I noticed you were in your own world. How you been, doll?"

"Better, now that you're here." He smiles at me and I smile back.

I get closer to him and grab his hair so his face is closer to mine. He doesn't stop me and I kiss him hard on the lips. He grabs me and pulls me into his lap, the kiss gets deeper as he invades my mouth with his tongue. He pulls away, faster than I wanted and I groan. He looks into my eyes and gets that devilish grin on his face.

"Damn woman. You light me on fire. I have to go back in, we only took a ten minute break."

"Shit, okay."

"We will pick this back up later."

"Damn straight."

I get off his lap and we walk back into the bar together. He grabs a beer on his way to the stage and I order a shot. As soon as the bartender hands it to me, I slam it. I order another drink and look back at our table. Wyatt has his arm around Anne's shoulders, their hands intertwined and she is leaning back on him. They are listening to the music, Wyatt looks over at me, smiles and nods. I smile back and shake my head. I knew once they saw each other things would be okay.

I walk back to our table and sit down. Anne looks over and gives me a weak smile. I nod and smile back at her, happy that she isn't running away from him. I look towards the stage and watch O, he is singing his heart out. I can't wait to run my fingers through his hair later tonight. Lynette comes back and sits with us, we all sit quietly and listen to the music.

I am thankful that Lynette only had the one drink, so she can drive my ass home. It's getting late and I want to get the rest of my evening going.

I look over at Anne, "You leaving with Wyatt?"

She smiles, "Yeah. Thanks by the way."

I wink at her, "For what? Go have some fun, you slut."

Wyatt comes up behind Anne and wraps his arms around her, it's so great to see. Anne's whole face lights up as she turns to whisper in his ear. I suddenly get a flash of jealousy, for not having that with someone. I shake myself and remember I don't do those kind of relationships anyway.  I feel someone come up behind me, I turn to see O.

"So, I will come over to your house when we finish loading up all of our stuff. Okay?"

"Of course," I smile back at him.

My stomach does a flip, as I watch him walk back to his band mates and pick up a box. I turn and start walking out with Lynette, anxious to get home. I get into Lynette's mini-van and see Anne hop into Wyatt's truck.

"Thank god, right." Lynette says to me as we watch Anne.

"Yeah. Now come on woman, I got a hot guy coming to my house."

She laughs at me as we pull out of the parking lot.

I walk back towards my band mates, with a stupid grin on my face. I've been hoping for weeks that Jaylah would show back up. I can't get that woman out of my head, I feel like a damn teenager. We had a great night of sex and when I asked her for her number she shut down on me. Damn, someone fucked her up. But then who isn't, I don't have room to talk.

When I went outside earlier to find her. I watched her for a bit, she looked sad and lost. It broke my heart to see her like that. I'm hoping I can break down her wall, piece by little piece. I think we could be good for each other. 

I look up to see the guys laughing at me, "What? Assholes."

"This girl has messed with you head, man. I asked you a question and you didn't even hear me,"  T replied.

T is short for Tony, we call each other by nicknames. Don't know how it got started but it stuck. "Sorry man, what?"

"Are you going over to her house, or you want to come back to Kev's place with us for some beers and pool?"

I smile, "I'll catch up with you guys another time, she invited me over."

Kev and T, slap me on the back and laugh. J stands off to the side not saying anything, I wonder what's bothering him. He has been having problems with his girlfriend and I figure that must be it. 

We finish loading everything up and I wave goodbye to the guys. They wave and all pile into Kev's van. I get onto my hog, to drive the short distance to Jay's house.

I could hear O before I saw him, driving up on his hog. Damn, he looks so fucking hot on that thing. I love a man on a motorcycle, especially a Harley. He sees me in the window watching him and gives me that wickedly sexy smile of his. I feel myself melting. I go to the door to let him in.

"Hey sexy."

"Hi, doll."

I move out of the way to let him in. I shut and lock the door before I turn to him.

I look up into his eyes and feel myself relax. I don't know what it is about him, but he has a way of making me feel calm. Flashes of our last time come to my mind. If things were different in my life, I can see myself with him.

He reaches out and grabs my hand, I feel it all down my back. It's like a bolt of lightning and I feel myself getting excited already. I close the distance between us and kiss him hard on the lips. His tongue invades my mouth and I groan from the pure pleasure he gives me.

Our hands are all over each other in a frenzy to get our clothes off. I run my hands through his hair. He has such beautiful hair, so crazy the contrast between us. Mine short, to his being long, I chuckle to myself.

O looks up at me and before he can say anything, I start kissing him again. Finally all of our clothes are piled up on the floor, he throws me up against the wall. He starts kissing me down my neck and finds my nipple. I groan and run my fingers into his hair.

I hear the sounds of a wrapper, before he pulls me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and he rams hard into me. I let out a scream and pull on his hair. As he pumps in and out of me, I scratch at his back and bury my head into his shoulder. I feel my climax getting stronger and scream out in pleasure, seeing stars. O pumps in and out a couple more times, releasing his own climax.