Denying Heaven (Room 103) (15 page)

Her face lit up my heart, her happy laugh and relaxed
mood bouncing off the walls and brightening the whole room, making me stop and
stare at her.

She blinked up at me then frowned, “What?”

Something inside me was closing tightly as something else
opened up and I swallowed down the lump that was forming in my throat as my
chest clenched. I leaned forward, brushing her lips with mine softly, “I really
like you, River Phoenix Jolene Spirit Brannigan; really, really like you.”

She gazed at me for a moment before her face erupted into
a huge beam, “I’m impressed, you remembered my name.”

I grazed her lips again, begging her to open her sweet
lips and let me in, “And I’ll never forget it.”

A tiny whimper left her before she crashed her mouth over
mine, taking me into oblivion with just her kiss. The way she subtly dominated
me was completely spellbinding and I cursed myself when I echoed her moan and
slid a hand into her hair, needing to feel more of her.

“And I really, really like you Chase Donnelly” she
whispered against my lips before she pushed at my chest, forcing me to roll
over.

I couldn’t remove my eyes from her as she lifted herself
over me and sunk onto my hard dick slowly. My head whipped back as she
completely took me, all my length was disappearing inside her as she watched me
intently and I couldn’t seem to steal a breath.

I groaned loudly as she lifted then plunged back down
gradually, her pelvis grinding against mine as she descended fully.

Her hands rested on my chest and I lifted my own to her breasts,
rolling her stiff nipples between my fingers as she started to ride me harder,
her soft moans escalating as her rhythm increased until her tits were bouncing
heavily and her fingers dug into my flesh with her vigour.

“Give it me honey, let me feel your sin.”

She screamed out loudly as she drove down one final time
and ripped my orgasm from me before she bent over me and kissed me urgently as
her body twitched with her come down. “You do know this is mine now?” she said
as she pulled my bottom lip between her teeth and then licked the throb away as
she clenched her pussy walls around my dick, indicating what she was referring
to.

I couldn’t hold back the wide smile before I nodded,
“Every inch, honey.”

She beamed at me and waggled her eyebrows. “And how many
is that actually?” she asked around a mischievous grin.

“What?” I asked in confusion.

“Inches.”

I snorted and shrugged, “I have no idea.”

Her jaw dropped before she jumped off me and placed her
hands on her hips, “Well I’m real sorry but we need to find out, it’s a matter
of life and death. Janey wants to know. Ruler?” She held out her hand as if I
could pull one out from under the pillow and pass it her.

“Spirit, I uhh, I don’t think I have a ruler.” I was in
shock and just shook my head and chuckled at her excitement.

She grumbled something as she cast a glance over the room
then turned back to me, “Well I’m sure you have a tape measure.”

“Uhh, yeah. Kitchen drawer under the sink.”

She nodded firmly before turning and skipping out of the
door, completely naked and I was silently glad I didn’t have a dog. Even the
dog wouldn’t be allowed to look at such a pure delicacy. She was mine now, and
that meant that incredible body was all mine; every inch of it.

Talking of inches, Spirit reappeared three minutes later
with a wicked smile and the tape measure.

“We need to get the monster back to full height first.”
She stated irrefutably as though the following experiment was of upmost
importance, a mission from the government.

“Of course” I nodded back seriously.

I really liked this mission and it was my duty to provide
as much help as possible.

“Come on, it’s past…., Holy shit, sorry.” I heard Boss
rumble and I peeled open an eye.

“What time is it?”

“It’s past nine. It’s Sunday, Bulk Breakfast Bonanza
day.” Boss said as he peered at my face closely.

I snapped my eyes open and stared at him, his face was so
close I could feel his breath across my cheek, “What are you doing?”

“Checking for teeth.”

“W..What?” I stuttered.

“Your teeth, I’m checking to see if you still have them”
he answered as he stuck a finger in my mouth and slid them across my arid gums.

“Fuck – off!” Bulk mumbled grumpily from beneath the
duvet and I gasped, looking down at myself and praying I was wearing something
before I remembered Bulk slipping a t-shirt over my head before we snuggled
into each other and fell asleep.

“Why would I not have teeth?” I asked as I shuffled my
bum back and leant against the headboard.

He scoffed and inclined backwards so he could analyse me,
“With the size of his cock, I’m surprised he didn’t knock the buggers out.”

I rolled my lips as I snuck a look at Bulk. He was
shaking his head slightly and sighing heavily. “I’m sure I told you to fuck off
Boss, in fact I’m fucking positive I did. Please tell me why you are still
here.”

He still hadn’t emerged from under the quilt and I looked
back at Boss as he continued with his muttering. “And please tell me why you
are still in bed at this time? It’s Sunday, Bulk, it’s Sunday, you know -
breakfast day.”

“I twigged that the first time you mentioned it, now fuck
– off. I’ll be down in a bit.”

“Really, you’re not just saying that to get rid of me? My
tummy’s hungry Bulk, can you hear it? It won’t shut up!”

“Like its fucking owner!” Bulk snarled loudly and Boss
winked at me.

I chuckled at the pair of them and nudged my legs to the
edge of the bed, “I’m coming, Boss. I’ll cook you something.”

He beamed at me and sighed happily, “Bulk, I am in love
with your girl.”

“Mmmm,” Bulk mumbled from behind me and I smiled when I
felt his arms wrap around my waist. “And I really, really like her too.”

I sighed contentedly and snuggled back against him.

Boss stared in bewilderment then shrugged and slapped my
thigh, “Come on girlie, I need feeding.”

I smiled and nodded at him before he left us to it.

“Good morning, honey.” Bulk breathed against my neck as
he swept my hair to one side, “Sorry about him, I always cook for the band on a
Sunday morning as the girls go to baby swim shit with the babes.”

I turned my face to him and smiled, “That’s okay, if you
want a lie in, I’ll do it.” His brows rose and he peered at me in amazement,
“What?” I asked.

He shook his head and scoffed, “You are the first person
to offer. The guys just took to coming here all the time cos’ I’m the only one
out of them that can cook. Thank you.”

I shrugged, baffled slightly at his thanks. “That’s okay.
You grab a shower and I’ll make a start.”

“You sure?”

I nodded happily, “Yeah, go on.”

He planted a quick kiss on my cheek before he jumped off
the bed and walked into the bathroom. I watched with a low jaw as his delicious
arse cheeks clenched with every step. “Holy fuck, you have an amazing arse.”

He turned and grinned at me, “You do know you said that
out loud?”

“Did I?” I mumbled dreamily as my eyes now dropped to
Titan, his morning greeting mighty and large. “YOU HAVE AN AMAZING COCK!” I
shouted and he laughed, shaking his head slightly with humorous bafflement. “I
shouted
that out loud.” I winked and pulled open one of his drawers.

“What are you looking for?” he asked softly as he came up
behind me and cupped my arse.

“Something to wear cos’ you’ve hid my clothes.”

He bent lower and pulled out a pair of sports shorts from
his bottom drawer, “Any good?”

I pursed my lips and regarded them before pulling them
on. Bulk laughed out loud and I scowled at him, “Well I think I look rather
sexy” I admonished, faking umbrage and trying to hold back my laughter.

He grabbed the bottom of the hem and pulled them from
under my boobs where I had positioned them, to my waist and I groaned as they
lowered to my shins, “You’d look sexy in a damn Hulk costume.” He growled
playfully and I beamed happily at him.

“I know. You should see me in my Sesame street bird
cossie. Awesome, proper hot stuff, baby.”

He laughed heartily as he ventured into the bathroom. I
turned and caught myself in the mirror. There was something there what hadn’t
been there for a while and it took me a while to work out what it was.

Hope.

***

“I wonder why they don’t just do the whole breakfast
thingy in a sausage.” Boss mumbled as he inspected a sausage skewered on his
fork and everyone sighed when they prepared for Boss’s light bulb moment. “I
mean it could totally work,” he continued, mainly talking to himself as we all
gazed at him in awe. It really was amazing where he came up with it all. “You
know, I mean they do some amazing flavours, our local butcher does Bloody Mary
sausages with vodka and tomato, absolutely wicked.”

We all carried on staring at him as he rattled on; Jax
even placed his cutlery down and rested his chin in his hands, getting
comfortable for the duration.

“And I bet curry and rice ones would be cool. But, I mean
you could perfectly have all your breakfast in a single sausage.” He twisted
the sausage round, regarding the thing as he narrowed his eyes in thought,
completely oblivious to our attention. “Bacon, beans, tomatoes, ooh and
mushroom, oh God and fried bread bits, all in one little cock shaped food
item.”

We all nodded slowly, all the eyes in the room hypnotised
by the twirling of Boss’s sausage.

“And I bet pork chop flavoured ones are nice.”

Jax barked out a laugh as Romeo shook his head sadly,
“Boss, the fuck?”

Boss squinted in confusion at Jax, “What?”

“You do know that they do pork sausages?” Romeo asked and
then cringed as he waited for an answer.

“Yeah but I mean, actual
pork
; like what they use
in pork chops.” Boss argued and Romeo closed his eyes and drew in a steadying
breath.

“Yeah mate, pork chop sausages would be totally cool.”

I smiled and looked around the table, my feelings already
growing for this bunch of awesome guys.

They were wholly with each other, perfectly mixing and
matching like the pieces of a jigsaw slotting together, each bringing a different
part of the picture but when they came together as one, the complete picture
was harmonious.

Janey, Kenny, Eric and I had been like that once, each of
us supporting the whole of us and fitting together perfectly.

I sighed and closed my eyes when I thought of Kenny. How
could I tell him I was in a relationship with Bulk after everything he had done
for me? It was cruel and I knew it would hurt him.

“Hey” Bulk interrupted my thoughts and I turned to him.

“Sorry? What?”

“I said, penny for them.” His brow was creased with an
anxious expression and I forced a smile.

“Nothing, I’m good.”

He continued to observe me but then smiled and shook it
off when I forced my smile wider.

“Ooh girlie, we’re doing a private tonight at Yellow’s,
you coming? E and Jen are going.” Boss asked as he shovelled in another whole
sausage.

I think he liked my cooking. “Sure” I answered with a
genuine smile this time, “Okay if I invite Janey?”

He smiled happily and nodded after he reached over and
speared my own sausage, “Sure, but it’ll cost you your sausage.”

“Is it pay in advance? Cos’ you seriously ate that before
you answered my question.”

He laughed and shook his head with a huff, “Girlie, you
have a lot to learn but I’m sure you will.” He winked at me before he eyed Bulk
and grinned, “Nice to see its return, big guy.”

Bulk frowned in puzzlement as he shrugged, “What?”

Boss smiled around his fork as he popped a mushroom in his
mouth, “That light, Chase.”

I heard the slow grind of Bulk’s throat muscles
struggling to swallow as his loud gulp pierced the silence in the room. “What
the…”

Boss held up his hand and tilted his head at Bulk as he
shrugged nonchalantly, “You were Chase the last time I saw that in your eye,
but I’ll tell you now, I missed it, I fucking missed it and it’s good to have
it back.”

He didn’t give Bulk a chance to respond as he slid his
chair back noisily, walked around the table and patted him on the shoulder
before he winked at me and left through the kitchen door.

Jax and Romeo both stood at the same time and also patted
Bulk on the shoulder as the made their way out of the same door, “Catch ya’
later… Chase.” Romeo said as he pulled the door closed behind him.

I stared at my plate, not sure what mood Bulk would now
be in but I cringed when the feet of his chair squealed noisily on the floor
and I heard the back door open and close again.

I looked up and sighed as I spotted him traipse down the
garden, his shoulders low and his feet dragging on the grass.

I knew he was struggling with our relationship but it
wasn’t until now that I realised how much it was actually disturbing him and I
worried whether we could withstand the backlash from it.

My heart felt heavy as I watched him palm the pagoda at
the bottom of the lawn and bury his face in his hand. I ached with him, his
sadness enveloped me and crushed my spirit with it as I sat and contemplated
what I should have done different. Should I have left well alone, left him to
continue in his grief and misery? Or was I right as I tried to help him
through? Was I actually mentally strong enough to fight this fight with him?

Sighing heavily, I stood and collected the dishes as I
started to clean the debris from the boy’s breakfast.

Bulk remained outside for a good hour, just stood palming
the pagoda and staring into space as he battled with the ghost that haunted him,
but he returned with an easy smile; one that covered the whole of his face –
and one that camouflaged the entirety of his grief.

***

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Jen growled at Zoe,
her best friend, as she barked an answer to something Jen had said.

We all turned to look at her; her attention was on the
floor as E gave Jen a shrug of confusion. “I, uhh, I…” Her gaze shifted to
Romeo on the stage as the band played one of their new songs and the room went
wild.

“You…” E pushed, causing Zoe to close her eyes with a
look of distress on her face.

“I’m…” she whispered and we all leaned towards her,
having missed the words. She coughed to clear her throat as her eyes lifted to
Romeo again and I tipped my head slightly as I noticed the sad look in her eye.
“I’m pregnant.”

A silence swept across the table and I lowered my own
eyes guiltily.

Snap love.

“Right…” Jen sighed, “Romeo?”

Zoe shook her head, “You know it’s not like that with us,
Jen. It’s just… a bit of fun. We’re not serious. It’s not like I love him or
anything, just fun, you know…”

“Zoe!” Jen snapped and Zoe huffed as her eyes filled with
tears.

“He hates me,” Zoe rasped. “Romeo,” she added when we all
gave her another confused look, “He hates me cos’ he… cos’ I… well you know.”

Jen blew out a deep breath and pulled her friend into her
arms, “I
know
he doesn’t hate you, treacle, it’s probably just a shock.”

“Him and me both!” she scoffed as she gave Romeo another
swift glance. “He told me, he told me, Jen. He told me it was just fun between
us. You know how much I want him, you know, but he didn’t wanna take it further.
Over two God damn years now I have put myself on hold for him. How long does he
expect me to wait for him?” She continued to babble as we all gave her
sympathetic looks, “Shit, fuck! Why is life so fucking shit?”

We all snorted in agreement and then a horrible thought
fluttered around my mind. “Uhh, when did you tell him?” I asked her.

“This afternoon, just before we came here. He stared at
me in shock and then I blurted out it wasn’t his… not really nicely. It was his
face, I panicked.”

I really hoped my talk with Romeo hadn’t caused his
reaction to Zoe’s news. Romeo didn’t seem the type to act like that but did I
really know them?

I just smiled and nodded and turned my attention back to
the guy’s. They were all rocking out, completely mesmerising the crowd with
their final song and a smile lifted my lips as Bulk turned to me and winked;
his face alight and so fucking beautiful that a little gasp stuck in my chest.

His fingers plucked the strings expertly and a pang of
jealousy stabbed me. I missed it, the whole deep rooted sensation of liberation
and gratification; the burn in your blood, the pounding in your soul and the
way your spirit came alive and rocked the fuck out of the room. It was all gone
now; the atmosphere, the crowds demand for you to fuck with their own souls and
the utter satisfaction knowing those people thought you were the God damn goat’s
gonads.

His grin got wider as mine got dirtier. Romeo came up
behind him and nudged him, egging him to take his attention from me and get on
with the show but Bulk scowled at him and smirked before turning back to me and
swiping his tongue over his bottom lip slowly.

I raised my eyebrows at him but giggled as I stood from
my chair and raised my arms in the air, swaying my hips in time with their song
as I mouthed the words, recognising it from the tour.

‘Make me move, make me bite,