Fantasy Attraction (Hidden Secrets) (17 page)

“Carson, it’s the whole house.  My room, my office, my bathroom…she ruined everything!  I’m going to have to buy all new shit!”  I ranted as I walked around the kitchen and living room.

Carson was still on the phone with his back toward me and had just turned around starting to say, “We will get it figured out, Angel.  Don’t… Uh, Wow!”  He finished trailing his eyes down my body.

“It was the only thing that survived of my clothes.  I have to buy all new clothes. I hate shopping for clothes!”

“Seriously?  I thought all women loved shopping for clothes.”

“
Well, you thought wrong.”

“I just got off the phone with everyone and they are all coming here to help.  I also ordered a dumpster too
, so that should be here soon.”

“
Wait, who is everyone?”

“
Oh well, there’s Jason and Kayla, Eli, Jeff, my mom and dad, Nick, Jack and Jake.  Mary isn’t here this month like she normally is and Mylee and Kylee are busy with work as is Colt.  But I think with everyone that is coming we should be able to clean and paint today and then we can pick out furniture and shit tomorrow unless you want to do it tonight then we can.  Whatever you need…”

I cut him off by smashing my lips into his.  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him as close to me as I could get him.  He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close to him.  Running his hand up my
back, tangling his hand in my hair before pulling it down, he deepened the kiss further and all the trash and broken shit and mess around me… all forgotten.  All I was thinking about was Carson and his hardness digging into my stomach right at this moment.

He pushed me against the door.  He wasted no time dropping down to his knees and pulling my pants down.  Carson looked up at me with a glint in his eye as he nuzzled me between my legs before freeing one leg completely from my pants and lifting it over his shoulder.  His tongue spread my folds and he licked his way up to my clit and circled it slowly.

“Oh God…” I breathed.

He worked my clit with his tongue for a bit before inserting a finger.  I cried out as he hooked his finger just right hitting that spot.  Before I knew it, my orgasm ripped through me and my knees buckled, but he kept me upright until I rode it out.  Kissing his way up my stomach, pulling down my running bra and freeing my breast, he took each in his mouth and sucked them greedily.

Not being able to take anymore, I pulled him up to me and kissed him.  My hands began to undo his pants and pull his erection out.  Breaking the kiss and stroking him from root to tip, I looked up at him.

“I need you right now inside
me.  Fuck me hard big boy.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” He growled before lifting me and slamming into me hard.

“Oh God, yes!” I moaned.

It was
slow, hard thrusts and it was driving me insane.  Loosening my legs from his waist causing him to pull out, once I was standing on the ground I turned around and arched my back and looked over my shoulder.

“What are you waiting for?” I said as I bit my lip.

“Just committing this vision to memory.  You look so fucking hot right now.”

Without another word, he gripped my hips and slammed into me.  It was the best feeling in the world.  With every thrust all
the edginess of the day vanished.  All the worries from the shambles my apartment was left in were gone. All I needed was Carson; he made things better, no matter how bad they looked.

“Yes, Carson that feels so good!  Fuck me harder!”  I moaned.

“Fuck!  You feel so amazing.  So tight.  Yeah clench that pussy around me. Fuck!”

“Faster, baby.  Faster!”

He pushed harder and faster, knocking me harder into the door each time.  It felt so fucking good. He was claiming me and I was claiming him and my life right back.  I could feel myself start to build.  It seemed to start in my toes and slowly work its way up to my core before exploding through my whole body.  My legs shook, my head lolled back as far as it would go, fireworks exploded and I screamed out his name.

“Fuck Colleen! I’m coming
Angel!”  He roared as he pounded into me one last time.

His orgasm sent me over the edge again.  It was weaker this time, but still covered my whole body.  Carson leaned over me resting his head on my back, both of us
are trying to catch our breath.  Eventually he pulled out of me and corrected his clothing and helped me back in mine.  I really had no energy left to do anything here.  The thought had me laughing.

“I’m thinking the same thing
Angel, but we have help coming so we have no choice.  No going back to bed.  Time to work.  Everyone should be here…” A knock sounded on the door. “Any minute now,” he said with a laugh and a sly smile.

As he started to open the door, I pulled him to me and kissed him tenderly.

“I love you.  Thank you.”

“Anything for you, my love.” He kissed me
again, then opened the door.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

~CARSON~

“Geez dude can’t you stay off her for longer than five minutes. 
Hell, we heard you outside.” Nick said, barging in the door.

I looked at Colleen and winked.  “
Nope, sure can’t.”  I said with a chuckle as Colleen’s face turned red.

Wrapping my arm around her waist I pulled her close to me.  She was embarrassed.  Colleen was a beautiful woman.  Her long dark straight hair, beautiful blue
gray eyes and her ‘made to torment you’ body, all making her the Angel she is to me.  I’ve noticed when we are making love her eyes are more gray than blue, very hot.

“Don’t worry
Angel.  If they really did hear us they will only torture me, not you.” I whispered and she nodded.

“Oh my goodness!  Dear, you must have been so scared.”  My mom
said, taking her in a hug.

My dad stood next to my mom looking around the living area.  He looked back at me and I knew what he was thinking.  I was thinking the same thing.

“I’m handling it dad.”

“You better keep her with you Carson.  She’s not safe here.”
My mom said still holding Colleen.

“I’ll be okay Mrs. Williams.  She just destroyed my apartment.  I’m okay.”  She smiled at my mom.

“Pish, Posh, you call me Jane.  You keep saying ‘she’.  Do you know who attacked you, dear?” Mom asked.

My head shot in her direction.  In all her
confessing, and going back to my house and making love, I had completely forgotten to get the who out of her.

“
Uh, yeah,” she looked at me and dropped her head.  “It was Wendi.”

“Fuck!  This is all because of me!”

“No Carson.  This was because of her!  You have never led her on or talked to her.  This wasn’t your fault.”  Colleen said, placing her hands on each side of my face.

This was why she didn’t want to tell me.  This was why she put it off.  She was in no hurry to tell me who did it and now I see why. 
Again, another person was hurt because of me.  My heart sank.

“I’m so sorry
Angel.  I will protect you.  You will never be hurt again as long as I can help it.” I said firmly while resting my head on hers.

There was a quiet that hovered over the apartment.  Everyone was fuming over the news that Colleen just revealed.  This chick was nuts!  She needed to be in a mental institution.

“Where do we start?”  In true mom fashion, she gets right to the point.

“Ummm…” Colleen
said, looking around.

“Let’s start out here and work our way back.  This way we have a clear path as we are taking shit from the back rooms.” I said resting my hands on her shoulders.

We all got to work.  It was a big job, but with the amount of people here it shouldn’t take us long to finish it.  The more we had to carry out of the house the more pissed I got.  She really did destroy everything.   I was grateful to my family for setting aside time to come here and help right my girl’s home.

“She really didn’t leave anything alone, did she?”  Jason asked standing next to me.

“No,” I hissed out.  “What have you come up with?”

“Not much right now.  She’s not living in the area that we can tell at the moment.  No know
n vehicles registered to her, but we are working.  I was thinking about having some of the guys talk to Tommy.  Pretend to be her husband or boyfriend see what information we can get that way, but unsure who to use.  I’m working on it though.”

I just nodded and looked at Colleen.  I watched my mom walk up to her with something to show her.  She smiled sadly at it, but then her face changed.  She looked at the item
horrified, then ran to the closet not far off. 

I moved over to her and dodged things as she threw them out.  She was frantically searching for something, I just didn’t know what.  Everyone was
watching, wondering the same thing I was.

“
Angel, what are you looking for?”

“This picture,” she handed me a ripped picture of a guy I’m guessing was her dad. “This picture was in a box with a few other things I hold dear to me.  The only things in my past I want to remember.  In that box it held…”  Her voice trailed off as she gathered something in her hands.  “Carson…” She had tears pool in her eyes.

Kneeling down next to her I took what she held in her hands and I immediately knew what it was.  “Oh Angel, I’m so sorry.”

She burst into tears.  Holding her close, I rocked her
softly, trying to calm her down.  Her whole body shook with each sob.  I looked up, feeling the burning in my own eyes.  My family was standing watching with saddened faces and my mom and Kayla had tears in their eyes.

“They were all I had left of her.  They were all I had left and she ruined them.” She sobbed.

“I know baby.  I know.” I crooned into her hair trying to comfort her over something that would pain her no matter how much time passed.

After a few minutes she pulled away and walked into the bathroom.  I moved to her kitchen counters with the pieces of the picture in my hand.  Asking someone to bring me some tape, I began to try and fit the picture back together the best I can.

“She has had so much taken from her.  I want to give this one thing back to her.”

“Who is it?  Her mother?” My mom asked.

“No, her mother was abusive at best.  She would not treasure a single thing from that damn woman.  No there were only two things she held close to her heart from her past.  Her father, which is the picture mom showed her and her daughter that I’m trying to salvage now.”

“She has a daughter?”

“She was in college.  She thought she was with a guy that loved her and she thought she loved him back.  Turns out he was sleeping with her mom; her mom set it all up to prove some kind of point.  When she caught them in bed together, she left and later found out that she was pregnant.  Somehow they found out she was pregnant and beat her almost to death and left her lying in her dorm room. The baby miraculously made it through it.  They continued to Hunt her down whenever she went to the doctors or hospital,” I looked at Jack on this. “At seven and a half months she gave birth to her stillborn daughter.  The pictures are all she has left of her father and her daughter.”

It wasn’t a seamless picture, but it was the best I could do.  Staring down at this picture, my heart ached.  The baby was pale and so tiny.  To have had to endure what she did, I can’t even
imagine.  Right then and there, I made a promise that I would make sure she was happy and never had to hold on to this pain again.  Yes, I knew I couldn’t give back what she lost, but I also knew that what my mom said was true.  New memories, new moments can help ease the pain of those that haunt her.

“Son, you can’t let her see the pity in your eyes
.” My dad whispered in my ear.

Looking up at everyone, I could see the sadness and tears of their own. 
Running my hands over my face, I tried to push away the urge to cry myself.  I was feeling her pain.  I was feeling her loss, but nowhere close to the emptiness she must be feeling right now.  This was a child.  If I was that child’s father and I lost her, I would be beyond devastated.  My heart hung heavy.

Clearing my throat, “I’m sorry guys.  She’s told me about her past and this moment,” I looked down at that picture again. “This moment had to the hardest moment in her life.  The beatings, the
running, the fear, being hunted… none of that would come close to having to bury your child.  How can I help her?”  I looked back up at everyone pleadingly.

Kayla walked over and hugged me. Jason walked over and squeezed my shoulder.  “We can start by getting Wendi off her back so you guys can enjoy yourselves and she won’t be reminded of the past fears because of present actions.”  He let go of my shoulder.

“Let’s get this place cleaned.” Nick states with a clap of his hands and we all dug in.

For a moment, I didn’t go into the bathroom.  She needed some space, but when she hadn’t come out for a bit I went and checked on her.  Pausing at the door before knocking softly, I waited for her to answer.

“Angel?”

“Come in, Carson.”

Opening the door, I first noticed that the room was just as destroyed as the rest of the house.  When the door opened all the way and she came into view, the only thing I noticed was my girl in tears.  Quickly closing the door, I moved to her scooping her up in my arms and setting her on the sink.  I stood between her legs and I held her.

“Are you okay?”

“I will be.  That just hurts.  It was all I had left of her.”

“I taped it back together.  Not seamless, but it is viewable.” I said as I kissed her head.
Pausing a minute before I said it, “She was beautiful.  I think she would have been a spitting image of you.”

I felt her sob and laugh together into my chest.  For a moment, I wondered if I should have kept it to myself.  Maybe that would hurt her more.

She pulled back and stared up at me.  The sadness in her eyes killed me.  If there was one thing I ever did, it would be replacing that look with one of pure happiness, but I didn’t know how I was going to do that.

“Why are you so good to me?”

“That’s easy, because I love you.”

“But it has only been two and a half months.  You could have any girl you wanted.  Why me?  Why go for the damaged can when you could have the mint can cheaper?”

“Angel, you need to realize that your past is not what defines you, at least not to me.  It helped mold you yes, but you are you with or without your past.  I love you…period.”

“Gah! I’m not normally this emotional.  I’m sorry.”

“Never apologize for letting go.  You have held all this with you for so long that sharing it has brought back the pain again.  You are grieving and hurting.  There is nothing there to apologize for.”

Leaning down, I kissed her slowly and tenderly.
  As I went to pull away, she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and pulled me closer to her. Laughing softly, I pulled back, holding her face in my hands.

“What are you trying to do?  Torture me?”

“It doesn’t have to be torture.  We can take care of it right now” She looked at me through hooded eyes.

“You know I would love to, but neither of us can be quiet to save our lives.” I laughed.

“I can be… If I want to be,” she whispered seductively before kissing me.

“
Angel…”

My sentence fell flat as she began to massage my cock through my jeans.  Before I could stop it, a moan escaped and my hips began to rock into her touch.

“Oh fuck…we need to make this quick and quiet.”

Her smile was amazing.  Crashing my lips to hers, I moved my hands to pull her pants down.  Once they were off she worked my pants and shoved them down far enough to be out of the way. I yanked the running bra she was wearing down and then moved the front of my shirt over my head, but not off.

Colleen leaned back and I took her breast into my mouth as I pushed into her, slowly at first. She was ready for me just as I was for her.  Her legs wrapped around me tighter as she met me thrust for thrust.

“Faster,” she panted in a whisper. “Harder.”

Grabbing her hips tightly, I pulled her almost off the sink and pushed into her harder and faster.  As much as I didn’t want to do this with people in hearing distance it was definitely a turn on at the fact we could get caught.  Her quiet moans and sighs were just as sexy as her loud ones.

“Oh God, Carson I’m close…come with me, baby.” She whispered into my chest as she bit down on one of my nipples.

I had to kiss her
to keep from moaning too loud.  She knew exactly what to do to me to drive me completely insane.  My thrusts sped up and I slammed into her harder.  She bit my other nipple and I flew over the edge.  I had to kiss her to keep from making noise as I began one intense orgasm.  I could feel each clench from her own orgasm and felt her body shake as she kissed me back to keep her own screams under control.

When
we started to come down, I broke the kiss and rested my head on her shoulder and tried to get my breathing back to normal.  Pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, I leaned back and pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth before pulling out of her and we both went about correcting ourselves.

Reaching for her, I pulled her into my arms and held her for a few moments.  A knock sounded on the door as a soft voice spoke shortly after.

“You guys okay?”

Colleen turned and opened the door to find Kayla standing at the door.  Kayla looked at Colleen with so much sadness that I had to do something to keep this from turning into a cry fest.
 

“She’s doing okay.  Let’s get this house done so I can take her home, okay?”

Everyone nodded and we got back out there and worked our asses off for the next three hours.  By the time, we had all the trash out it was pretty much empty.  Colleen stood in the center of her living room and threw her hands up in the air, before turning to me.