Mended (19 page)

Kassie arched, squirming under his touch. Her body igniting with something she’d never felt before, a sexuality that seemed so foreign to her, that only existed with him. She nearly howled with pleasure. Her breast rose like two glorious caramel globes and Tim devoured the succulent engorged nipples that topped them, making her scream.

“Timothy!” She cried raising her hips off the mattress, seeking his questing fingers.

Tim groaned hungrily and licked his fingertips, her sweet juices tasted like the sweetest honey ever to him and he was possessed by the urge to have more.

“Tim.” She whispered, watching him slide down her body and push her legs open. “Tim.” Without a word, he went to work on her; suckling the sweet button, sliding his tongue into warm tender spots, and gently tugging at the silky lips of her with his teeth. She cried out, clutching his shoulder.

“Oh!” She called out in a high pitched wail.

But Tim barely heard, he was lost in his hunger for her and she was delicious. Kassie gave him all of her that he wanted when he stroked his tongue hungrily over her throbbing clit. Her body trembled ferociously and her brain seemed to go completely numb. She screamed his name over and over again, spreading her legs wider and letting him ravish her as she climaxed against his lips.

“Tim!” She screamed. “Timmy!” Kassie trembled, feeling like she was injected by a live wire. “Timmy.” She whimpered weakly, quivering as he lapped up her sweet nectar.

He slid up her body, stringing a trail of kisses to her swollen lips, feeling spent acquiescence in her kiss. Kassie held him tightly, stealing her taste from his lips.

“You ok?” He asked.

She nodded gently and kissed him again.

“I’ll be ok.” She whispered.

Tim rose from her grabbing his wallet off the night table. He took a condom from the fold as she kissed his neck. Putting it on, Tim moaned loudly at the feeling of her mouth on him and slowly sank into her.

“Tim!” She cried arching her back, her swollen nipples hardened again at the feel of his chest brushing against them. He was so deep inside of her that she ached.

Tim moved, rising from her body just a tiny bit. His hips began a rhythm that she hadn’t felt before, infused with some insane power. Kassie gasped, her hips surging harder against him, wanting more.

Tim gave in to the power coursing through his body. He wanted to shred her but at the same time he wanted to savor this. She was so soft and tight around him, he was in heaven.

“Kassie!” He hissed pressing to her tightly and stopping for a moment. He was about to come and he wasn’t ready. He wanted to see her come first, needed to see it. Tim bent his head and captured her nipple between his teeth, tugging the chocolate berry before sucking it strongly.

Kassie’s body tightened around him and he could feel the powerful pulses of release starting. She was going into the abyss and Tim began his deep powerful thrusts again.

“Oh God Tim!”

He moved deeper, driving her into another intense, earth-shattering climax. Kassie shrieked in utterly body numbing pleasure, wrapping her hands around the railing and holding on for dear life as waves of pleasure washed over her.

The combination of Kassie’s scream and her contractions around his cock as she came evoked a climax in him unlike anything he’d ever dreamed of before. Timothy threw his head back driving harder, the pleasure raked every nerve in his body.

“Fuck-” He cried pounding into her so hard that it felt as if the bed would break under them at any moment. Every solid thrust jolted her off the mattress driving her back to the wait arms of an orgasm.

Kassie contracted around him again and again, the delicious squeezing felt as if she was milking him dry and he roared her name desperately. His hands gripped the sheets so tightly that she could hear the cotton ripping in his grip. Tim held on as he erupted. His heart pounded louder in his ears as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

Tim finally began to relax, moaning her name softly as he jolted down to her body. He settled against her, sliding his face between her shoulder and neck, moaning her name in a soft, sweet chant. He couldn’t process a single thought, as his head was full of jumbles.

Kassie wrapped her arms around him and rained kisses along his shoulder, neck and jaw line.

“You’re mine timothy. She claimed him in an instant. “You belong to me and no one else.” That was all he wanted. That was all he needed and he kissed her softly in total agreement with the statement.

They held one another tightly, lost in their aftermath, as they slowly drifted to sleep.

*~*~*~*

Kassie stared up into his eyes as they stood at her front door kissing. She was seriously having a hard time with him going home.

“You live right next door.” She sighed and nuzzled against his neck.

“What?” He asked with a soft smile.

“I’m trying to make myself let you leave.” She said.

Tim grinned. “I can stay.” He whispered suggestively.

“I can’t Timmy.” She said running her hands down his chest. “I have some plans with Rosie today.”

Kassie kissed him deliciously and nibbled his earlobe.

“That’s not making me want to let you leave.” He growled and captured her lips again.

“I can’t believe we did that . . . that you did that to me.” She sighed shaking her head. “I never imagined . . . I thought I was dreaming.”

Tim looking at her with a devilish twinkle in his eyes. Kassie reddened in the cheeks a bit and lowered her head.

“I love making you blush.” He laughed.

“You’re so bad Tim. You should go.” She whispered in between kissing him. “You really should.” He moved to her neck. “Stop it Timmy.” His hand cupped her breast, circling her nipple lightly with his thumb as he enticed her into giving in. “Oh.” Kassie nodded her head gently. “Okay you win.” She leapt up around his waist.

“I knew you’d let me stay a little longer.” Tim smiled against her lips, cupping her lovely bottom eagerly. “Thank you.” He carried her into the house and kicked the door shut behind him.

*****

Kass smiled at Rose and shrugged a shoulder, she’d just told Rose about being snowed in with Tim . . . minus most of the sex. She didn’t need Rosie screaming in the middle of the restaurant even though she really wanted to scream. She was still filled to the ends of her hair with passion for Tim. He bought it out of her in a way that no other man had ever done. With Tim she just wanted to give her all and she did give her all. He felt too good when he kissed her, or made love to her, not to give as much of her as she possibly could. It was as if something possessed her every time he kissed or touched her, or buried himself inside of her.

“He’s sweeter than I thought he would be.” Kassie said softly as Rose sat across from her.

“You lucky bitch.”

“It’s just fresh.” Kassie said. “I’m trying so hard not to be clingy and emotional. Look what happened last time.” She was referring to Nick as she was starting to get to a point with him where it could have turned into love.

She sipped her coffee. Who was she fooling? No matter what kind of relationship it was, Kassie was a hopeless romantic. Even when she was at her lowest point since leaving Monroe there was a small part of her that prayed she wouldn’t be alone forever. She always wanted the happy-ending even though she’d never gotten it, but she always held out hope for it.

“So when can I officially meet your new guy?” Rose asked.

Kassie sighed smiling.

“He’s going to Prague.” She said softly. “So I don’t know.”

Rose smiled; she liked seeing the light back in Kassie’s eyes. Her divorce wrecked her so badly, she cried all day, every day for a month.
This
Kassie had been missing for a while now and it was nice to see her friend glowing and happy again.

“I really care about him.” She said softly. “When he was staying with me he was so sweet. He would listen to what I had to say, I told him some stuff about my life growing up and everything that happened with Monroe and he just gives me the most amazing hugs and support.” Kassie said. “Every time I try to think about work or anything else, I end up thinking of him.”

“I think you have a crush.”Rosie clapped excitedly.

“A serious one.” Kassie laughed, shaking her head.

“I really have to meet him now.” Rosie smiled.

“You will.” Kassie sighed softly and sipped her coffee. She asked him to drop by her place if he wasn’t busy later and he was more than a little eager to oblige.

*****

Kassie pulled into her driveway and saw Griffin and Timothy coming back from a walk; he stopped at the fence standing in front of her.

“Hi.” She beamed. He wanted to kiss her so badly it was ridiculous.

“Hi.” Tim said. “Did you have a nice day out?” He asked.

“Yes and Rosie wants to meet you.” Kassie said.

He smiled leaning on the fence. He knew she wouldn’t kiss him in front of the neighbors.

“Great, I can’t wait to meet your friend and pump her for information.” He said softly.  “I’ll set up lunch or dinner.”

“What about tonight? Are we still on for dinner tonight?” Kassie asked enthusiastically.

“I’ll be over at seven then.” Tim replied.

What she really wanted was for him to stop talking to her and kiss her, but she wasn’t sure if he wanted to bring attention to them.

“Great, see you then.” Tim put his hand on hers and sparks filled her. He saw it in her eyes as she stared at him. Her lips parted as if she really wanted a kiss.

“I want to kiss you too.” He said softly.

She smiled and gave him a sweet peck on the lips before she turned and walked up the path to her house. Timothy watched her with a hungry narrowed gaze and she tossed him an inviting look over her shoulder.

She was incredible last night and this morning, so full and vibrant; so alive and untamable. He enjoyed Kassie, thoroughly, and she enjoyed the hell out of him too. He got out of bed this afternoon after his nap, walking like an old man. His back was so tense it was crazy. Even now it tightened every once in a while.

*****

Kassie showered and slipped on her old cotton robe. She wasn’t expecting him until about seven thirty so she had some time. The doorbell rang as she walked into the kitchen. She looked back to see a long tall figure standing on her porch and instantly knew it was Tim. She tossed a look at the clock; it was six thirty and hoped that everything was ok with him as she rushed to the door pulling it open.

“Hi.” Tim said.

“Hi.” She said. “I thought-,” He kissed her hard backing her into the house and closing the door. Her robe found its way across the room in seconds.

*****

He noticed the smile on Kassie’s face as they sat on the floor in her living room drinking decaf and eating cookies. She was back in her robe, her hair was a bit wild, but she had smoothed it into some semblance of order. She had bites on her shoulders and hickey’s on her neck, her lips had been nibbled and suckled until slightly swollen, and her cheeks (top and bottom!) were red from his stubble.

“Tell me more. I want to know everything I can about you.” He said softly. She looked up at him biting her lip. “How did you actually end up on the streets?”

“Well I told you some but I didn’t go all of the way in to the story, it’s a little painful for me.” She answered. “My birth father is an elitist, meaning that his family comes from old money. A lot of people don’t know that some Black people come from families that started accumulating wealth back in the 1800’s. My mom’s family is new money, recent generations have become rich, but as far as dad’s family was concerned, she was trash. They divorced when I was really young.”

Tim could see that talking about it still hurt her.

“Dad took my little brother Benny and left me with mom. So there I was just mom and me. By the time, I was twelve she was remarried to a man that I didn’t like much, not because he wasn’t my dad but because he gave me bad vibes. I was never alone with him. If mom left and he was there, I would go outside and stay outside until she came home. I locked my door at night and if I had to stay inside while he was there alone with me. I just didn’t trust him.” Kassie sighed. “Soon, he realized that I knew he had his eye on me and he began to whisper in my Mom’s ear about my disrespect and lack of discipline. What’s worse is that my Mom believed his lies.”

Kassie sat back crossing her legs, her leg brushed his and his hand instantly gripped her knee. She smiled, her cheeks covering in a slight crimson. He loved making her blush like that.

“For months he’d been coming on to me, like one night when I went down to get a snack and he trapped me in the kitchen and told me I was sexy. I was like thirteen Tim, I didn’t know what sexy really even meant.” Kassie said reflectively. “I had friends who were having sex when they were twelve and thirteen but I sure as hell wasn’t, I thought it was disgusting.”

Tim suddenly started to wonder about Natalie.

“You think Nat-?”

“No way she’s only, what, ten?” Kassie said quickly. “Natalie’s a good kid. She’s still at the age where she thinks boys suck.”

“Yeah.” He said softly, visibly relaxing. “Sorry baby, go on.”

“Well one day I was home alone and downstairs doing my laundry. He came home and I had on my headphones so I couldn’t hear anything other than my music. So I’m bending over in the washing machine, mom had one of those old top loaders, and he grabbed my butt. I mean it was so close to my crotch that it was barely even ass anymore. He pushed me up against the machine, ripped my shirt open and grabbed my breast. I got so freaked out that I wiggled away and punched him in the face with all of my might; I knocked him off his feet. I was so scared that he would attack me that I ran to my room and locked my door. I don’t even remember if I cried, I was in so much shock.”

“Baby.” Tim said shaking his head, his hand on her knee went from seductive to supportive. He knew Bruce was a good guy but let Nat come to him one time about Bruce doing something like that to her and he’d kill him.

“So mom got home and he told her some story about me wanting money from him and him saying no so I hit him. Mom believed it all and kicked me out, said I’d become too difficult. I called my dad but I didn’t get him and every time after that my grandmother would pick up and tell me my father was busy. So I realized that it wasn’t that he was busy it was that he didn’t want to talk to me and finally I stopped calling him.” She said. Tim slipped his arms around her softly; Kassie put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

“That night I slept on a train and after that it was the abandoned house. I had to fight this guy off who wanted to pimp me out once.” She remembered with a shiver. “I met Rose in ninth grade and I started crashing at her house a few days a week.  When her parents weren’t home, she’d let me shower and wash my clothes or let me wear hers. Then I met up with an old woman named Maxie who had an old boardinghouse and she let me stay with her. I worked at a burger joint so I had money to pay for a room and a couple of nights a week I would bring her some food. It was hard and I just wanted to get out of there. So I worked hard in school and I got a scholarship to go away to college.” She broke another cookie in half, not realizing she was crying until a tear dropped on her hand and Tim brushed the tears off her cheek with his thumb.

“I worked like a dog Tim,” Her voice was so sad it was breaking his heart. “I worked two jobs and between that and my stipend money from the scholarship, I could rent this crappy little apartment off campus and when Maxie lost her house, she came to stay with me. She took care of the apartment while I worked and went to school. She would knit me these tacky scarves and sweaters, but because I was so broke all the time and couldn’t afford good coats and stuff, I wore them like they were freakin’ minks.” Kassie said with a little laughter.  “She helped me get through school; she was like a gramma to me.”

“Whatever happened to her?” Tim asked rubbing her knee.

“Well I was getting close to graduation and my relationship with Monroe was serious. I couldn’t assume that Maxie wanted a life with Monroe and me. I knew she would never say anything, even though I suspected she didn’t really care for him. Thinking back now I wonder if maybe she saw something I was blind to, know what I mean. For so long it had been just the two of us. The more serious Monroe and I got, the more I started thinking about Maxie’s family, if she had any and if they were looking for her. So with Monroe’s help, I found them. It didn’t seem likely that someone as wonderful as she was had no family and no history. It took us months of calling, looking through directories, there are a lot of Duncan’s out there,” Kassie shook her head chuckling.

“I finally found her son and daughter. They had spent years worried and looking for her. Apparently after her husband died Maxie had some kind of mental and emotional breakdown and just left her family.” Kassie said softly. “By the time she had finally gotten herself together, she had been gone for so long she was afraid to go back for fear they wouldn’t want her.”

“Jeez Kass, that’s unbelievable. I can’t imagine that being my Mom, missing for God knows how long?” Tim shook his head sympathetically.

“They were so happy to see her. She went to live with her son, but she never forgot about me. When I married Monroe she gave me away. When he got famous, I’d send her things, perfumes from France, chocolates from Belgium and seashells from Hawaii.” Kassie sighed. “Anything I thought she would like I bought for her. A token of gratitude. She made me the woman I am in a sense.”

“You were blessed to have her.” Tim said, brushing his lips across her temple.

“She was amazing. I cried for so long when she passed.” She said tenderly. “I still miss her sometimes.”

“I’m sure you do, she was your guardian in a lot of ways.” He said softly.