How to Save a Life (19 page)

I turned towards my open bedroom door and apologized, “I’m sorry Sadie, but you have to stay out," and I quickly shut her out. I had to take a deep breath before I turned around and I was glad that I did. Sheridan was sprawled out on
my
bed. I hadn’t ever had another woman in my bed, well not this particular bed, and before that it was only Erin. No, when I had my occasional hookups we always went back to her place, I didn’t ever think that I would let another woman into my bed let alone my life, and here was this goddess.

I crawled up the entire length of her body ending on my forearms right above her head and then captured her lips in a slow and sensual kiss. Feeling her hands sink into my hair was incredible and I couldn’t even formulate the words to describe it.

Deciding that I had had enough and I was ready to see the rest of her delectable body, I rose from my position and quickly shed free from my clothes, leaving only my boxer briefs as the only article of clothing left on my skin.

She licked her lips and sucked her bottom lip in her mouth again so I knew she definitely liked what she saw.

Kneeling on the bed, I slowly unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the teeth of the zipper one tooth at a time. I practically had to peel the jeans from her body, they were made to look like a second skin. “These jeans are almost as bad as Toby’s. I don’t know how you can move in them." I completely got them free revealing her glorious legs and a satin red thong which matched the hue of her lips and I proceeded to discard it as well leaving her stark naked from the waist down.

“Do we really have to talk about Toby’s jeans
now?
" She sat up and whipped off her tank and threw it on top of my abandoned clothing and her jeans and then unbuttoned the front clasp of her bra, freeing her impressive pert breasts. My mouth watered just looking at them.

A deep guttural growl erupted from my chest and I was back on top of her again, “I wanted to do that. I have often fantasized of taking your clothing off piece by piece, revealing your glorious body."

Taking inventory of all of her curves and features she wasn’t just glorious though, “But you are more than just that, you are fucking exquisite, a goddess."

I trailed kisses down her breasts, taking a pink supple nipple into my mouth and giving it a good suck, then releasing it and giving the same attention to the other before I descended my way down the rest of her body.

Placing my mouth on her core, she reacted just the way I’d hoped she would, with her back bowing off of the bed and a string of expletives releasing from her lips as her hands dug into my hair again.

The faster that I licked her pussy and the harder I sucked on her clit, the more response she would give in pulling my hair, so I wasn’t exactly gentle in my ravishing of her. I had waited too long to take it easy.

It wasn’t until I felt her center begin to tighten around my tongue and her legs begin to tremble I took my mouth off of her, bringing her to the edge, but not quite letting her fall off to the other side. I quickly ditched my boxer briefs and didn’t let her get in a protest or a smart ass comment before I slid my straining erection slowly into her tight pussy until I was completely seated.

“Mike!" she screamed digging her nails deep into my back.

Gritting my teeth because it felt so unbelievably amazing, I began slowly moving bringing my dick out, exposing almost the very tip then thrusting into her quickly again. Each time I completed this I got a little rougher and each time her moans got a little louder and her nails dug in a little further.

I pulled myself completely out and flipped her onto her stomach, she quickly caught on and lifted her ass into the air. I entered her from behind, and this different angle was incredible, I had to refrain from rolling my eyes into the back of my head from the sheer pleasure of it. I bent forward and cradled a breast in my hand, squeezing gently, until she said that one word that made all of the difference.

“Harder!"

Something feral went off inside of me and I started pumping harder and faster and she would push back meeting me thrust for thrust. I decided I wanted to get a bit bold, not knowing how it would come across since she was in such a dark place with Pate, but I was too far gone to turn back now, I lifted my hand and brought it down on her ass. Not too hard, but hard enough for her to feel the bite from the sting. She cried out only to quickly say, “Again!" So who would I be not to comply? I repeated my actions, just a little harder this time and the instant my hand connected with her ass, she screamed out during her release. I had to bite my tongue in order not to come while her pussy was gripping my dick so tightly.

Seeing her ass pink from my handprint turned me on even more. Once her orgasm subsided, I flipped her back over and this time I was going to take my time.

It must’ve been something about Sheridan, because any other time I wouldn’t be able to control my release this long. I wanted to savor this time in case it would be the only time.

Her breathing was still ragged, but I slipped into her once again, this time looking directly in her eyes. And her eyes, God damn those eyes, they were sparkling back up at me and I swear something passed between us right then and there.
She was mine
.

After her second orgasm and me finding my release, I fell onto my back utterly exhausted and without me even asking, she curled into my side. I could tell that things changed for the better and I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

Opening my eyes at the first sight of dawn and hearing the birds chirp outside my window, I sat up and stretched my arms above my head, getting all of the kinks from sleep worked out. I felt completely rested for the first time in years, the same smile that was on my face when I fell asleep still lingered. I didn’t think I had ever smiled so much since Hannah had died, in fact, I knew I hadn’t. Until I looked down and my smile completely vanished due to the empty space where Sheridan was supposed to be sleeping.

I placed my hand down on the fitted sheet over the mattress expecting to find it still warm, but it was completely cool to the touch.

I wondered if she had a bad dream and just stayed up with Sadie, I would’ve thought that she would wake me up if it occurred, but I would’ve have put it past her stubborn self.

I quickly got out of bed and went to my dresser picking out a pair of basketball shorts to slip onto my otherwise naked body. Spotting the pile of clothes on the floor I had to do a double take to confirm that she had indeed taken her clothes off of the pile.

Opening the door, Sadie was right there laying on the hardwood floor, and she perked up whenever she saw my face.

“Morning, Sadie. I’ll take you out in a minute. Where is Sheridan, girl?"

Sadie looked at the closed door that was next to mine, Sheridan’s room. I stepped in front of the door and strained to see if I could hear any movement going on from within the room before I turned the knob and slowly opened the door, “Sheridan?"

She was in there alright, snuggled underneath her covers still fast asleep. It made me wonder how long she waited before slipping from my bed. And then I wondered if I had said or done something to make her leave. I thought things had changed, but I guess not.

I felt hurt and betrayed at the thought, but then there would be absolutely no one but myself to blame because I had asked for just one night.

Making a fresh pot of coffee, which wouldn’t be strong enough for my present feelings I thought back to my dream last night. I remembered that I told her that I loved her in my dream, whispering it ever so lightly, but what if I actually said that to her not realizing it? I probably scared her off with my forwardness.

A few minutes later I had myself a strong cup of coffee and I sat down at the bar knowing that she would smell the brew and wouldn’t be able to resist. Plus she would be getting up for work soon anyways.

Sure enough, she came out covered pretty much from head to toe in her long sleeved bathrobe which practically reached the floor. She went straight to the cabinet to retrieve her favorite coffee mug that said,
Keep Calm I’m A Paramedic
. Which, in fact, was my favorite, but I just let her use it to make her happy, and didn’t even spare a second glance my way while filling her cup.

She still hadn’t said a word as she retraced her steps back through the living room and evidently down the hallway. I heard the bathroom door shut and the shower turn on and I thought that was just great. I knew a blow off when I saw one. Too bad for her that
her
walk of shame occurred under
my
roof.

I looked down at Sadie who was laying on her side, “You’re lucky you have it so easy girl," looked back at the empty space where Sheridan just occupied one last time and let out a long drawn out sigh. “Let’s go outside."

By the time Sadie and I had come back in from our lounge session on the back patio, Sheridan had already left for her shift at the diner.

And how lucky for me, Brock wanted to meet at the one place that was crucial for me to avoid…

I let out a loudly audible sigh as I jerked my body into the booth across from Brock at The Diner, and pulled my baseball cap lower over my head to try and shield my eyes. My thought logic was that if I couldn’t see her then I wouldn’t have to think about her.

Yeah right, who the fuck was I kidding, I had thought of very little else except her since she made her grand appearance in Brown County.

“What the hell crawled up your ass?" Brock hissed my way as he then proceeded to take a drink from his water.

“I really don’t want to talk about it. I tried to call to get you to change the location or at least cancel my coming here, but
someone
wouldn’t answer the damn phone."

“Yeah…" He raised his finger pointing it towards my face, “You know, I had a feeling that was what you were trying to call for, which is exactly why I didn’t answer." He said matter of fact. Lowering his hand, he started dragging his fingers through the condensation on his glass. “Tessa thought it’d be great to be a little spy last night and followed you and Sheridan out of the bar and saw you two all over each other. So I wanted to hear about what went on last night."

My brows arched and if my hat wasn’t pulled down so low, you would’ve seen that they reached my hairline. “I call bullshit."

“Alright," he said raising both hands in a mock surrender, “I could really care less that you and Sheridan finally succumbed to the inevitable, but if I came home later without any ounce of gossip to feed to my wife, she might physically combust. Plus it was the only way to get to come here, she caught wind that I was coming to this grease trap. You know how she’s been on my ass about eating healthier." Slapping a hand on his belly, he continued, “Apparently I’m starting to form a gut." I wasn’t about to step into that trap, so I just kept my mouth shut.

“And I’m guessing by the way you keep readjusting your hat lower over your face and the way that Sheridan is ignoring your presence whenever she passes by our table, but is peeking through the window in the kitchen, so you can’t see, that things didn’t go well."

I quickly turned around only to find the small circle window that was on the door to the kitchen completely empty.

My shoulders slumped as I turned back to face Brock, a stony expression darkening my face, I felt truly defeated. “I thought things went well. When I woke up this morning she was back in her own bed asleep and then completely ignored me once she woke up." I wasn’t going to confess to him of my mental freak out. I was supposed to be a man dammit, I didn’t like all of these extra feelings. I continued to wrack my brain at what could have caused her awkward brushoff. She couldn’t be embarrassed because of her reaction to my spanking her, could she? Maybe I’ll never know.