Mr. Right (10 page)

“You don’t know if we should what?” I looked up at her and grinned.

“What?” Her eyes fluttered as she looked down at me. Her breasts were heaving and I reached up and played with her nipples, enjoying the way her eyes dilated and her breathing grew heavier as I teased her.

“You don’t know if we should what?” I said again, and bent down and licked my tongue between her legs and lightly sucked on her bud.

“Evan…” She moaned and I could feel her growing wetter.

“That’s my name.” I licked again and then moved away. “Yes?”

“Evan, stop playing around.” She moaned again and I could see her eyes begging me to continue playing with her.

“Stop playing around?” I frowned. “I thought you just said you don’t know if we should—”

“Oh, shut up.” She groaned and pushed my head back down between her legs.

“Oh, so now you want me.” I laughed, loving how aggressive she was being. I knew she had it in her.

“You want me.” She moaned and I heard her whimpering as I stuck my tongue inside of her and started pleasuring her. Her body convulsed beneath me as I fucked her with my tongue and I held the sides of her hips as I went as deep as I could. My cock grew harder and harder and all I wanted was to enter her and feel her on top of me, riding the shit out of me. I wanted to watch her breasts bouncing up and down and then I’d reach up and suck on her nipples and pull her hair and watch her face go wide in surprise as I gave her the biggest and best orgasm of her life.

“You know it,” I muttered as I felt her coming on my face. I lapped up her juices eagerly and then I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripped off the wrapper quickly and slid it onto my cock. I lowered myself down, looked into Jess’s eager face. She gave me a quick smile and nod and I entered her swiftly, loving the feeling of her pussy as it tightened around my cock. She moaned and wiggled beneath me as I slid in and out of her and I groaned as she tightened her legs around my waist. Hot damn, this girl knew exactly how to get me going. I leaned down and kissed her as I continued thrusting into her, my tongue entering her mouth as eagerly as my cock was entering her. She ran her fingers down my back, her nails scratching as she dug into my skin. I welcomed the raw passion of our bodies meeting and becoming intimate. It only seemed to make sense that we would be primal and searching in our first union. I pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her knees so I could slide into her doggy-style and fuck her fast and furious. I felt like I’d been waiting for forever to have her and as she screamed into the pillow, her ass up high, I felt myself coming into her hard and fast with no other thoughts on my mind about what was going to happen next. I certainly had no guilt about betraying Pierce. That should have told me then and there that I was a bad person and that this was a bad situation to be in, but all I could think about was how Jess’s body felt as good as I thought it would and that she was a drug I would love to overdose on.

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, there's a warm body pressing into me from behind. And—whoa—I think that whoever’s behind me is very happy I'm awake, if the hardness pushing into my butt is any indication. Shit, my eyes are blinking rapidly as I think back to the previous night. Too many cocktails. And then those glasses of wine. And the two beers. What was I thinking?
Oh, shit
. I froze as my mind immediately remembered him sliding into me, deep and hard. I can picture his intense eyes, his loud growls as he'd slammed into me. Oh, fuck, what had I done?

"Morning, Jess," he whispered into my ear as his hand slid around to grab my breast. "Ready for round two?" He pinched my nipple and I moaned and closed my eyes. I was a horrible person. I couldn't believe I was here in bed with him. I couldn't believe we'd had sex. Shit, I couldn't believe we were going to have sex again. I was a bad, bad girl for having slept with him. But fuck it, what was the point of resisting round two when there had already been a round one? I'd pay for my sins later. What was done was done. We'd already crossed the line of no return.

“I said good morning, Jess,” he said as he nibbled on my earlobe, and I squealed slightly as I turned to look at him.

“Morning, Evan,” I said with a small and slightly embarrassed smile. “And it’s not really a good morning, is it? If I’m in your bed, Pierce must be wondering where I am.” I bit down on my lower lip as I thought about Pierce. “Oh, my God, what did we do?”

“You mean you forgot already?” His fingers slid between my legs as he teased me.

“No,” I moaned as I started to grow wet. “Evan,” I moaned his name out loud as I closed my eyes and then started to shift away from him. “We need to stop. I need to leave this bed now before you go any further.”

“But I want to go a lot further.” He grunted. “I have many more things to show you.”

“Evan.” I groaned and then froze as I heard a noise outside the door. For some reason my gut instinct kicked in and I slid down under the covers quickly as I heard the door opening.

“Evan?” I heard Linda’s voice in the doorway and I wondered what she was doing there and if she was trying to hookup with her son’s friend. Was everyone Pierce knew shady?

“Morning, Linda,” he said with what sounded like an exasperated voice. “How can I help you?”

“I thought I heard some noises,” she said suspiciously. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I’m fine,” he said stiffly. “I’m still in bed.”

“That, I can see. So is Pierce,” she said softly. “I’m glad you guys are getting along again.”

“Yes, so am I,” Evan said, and my head started spinning. Why had they fallen out previously? Had Evan slept with another one of Pierce’s girlfriends? Or had Pierce maybe slept with one of Evan’s girlfriends? Was this revenge? Was that why Evan had come after me? I could feel my naked body starting to shake as I thought of that possibility.

“He’s missed his dad.”

“I know,” Evan said. And I frowned, wondering what that had to do with Evan. Where was Pierce’s dad and why was he missing him? I was genuinely curious, but wasn’t sure I’d ever find out the answer to that question, seeing as I was planning on breaking up with Pierce as soon as possible. I didn’t want Pierce to think that we had anything special or anything that was going to last past this moment. I felt tremendously guilty for having slept with Evan, but I think we had both known last night that we wanted each other and boy had it been worth it. He’d been dynamite in bed. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen between us now, but I almost didn’t care. I was willing to go with the flow and see what happened.

“I’ve missed you too,” Linda said, and I froze. What was she talking about? Evan had slept with Pierce’s mom as well? What was going on here?

“Linda, let’s not get into this. You know we weren’t right for each other.”

“Shouldn’t Pierce have his parents together again?”
His parents? What?
My heart stopped and I could feel my lips trembling. Oh, my God, what was going on? Evan was Pierce’s...

“Hey, what’s going on, Mom?” Pierce’s voice reverberated into the room and I could feel my body shaking even more. I could feel my face flushing and my whole body growing hot.

“Just talking.”

“Morning, Evan,” Pierce said, and I frowned.

“Why do you insist on calling him, Evan?” Linda said with an annoyed tone. “Why can’t you just call him Dad?”

“It’s fine,” Evan said dryly and I could feel my eyes welling up with tears as my body grew even hotter. What the hell was going on here? Evan was Pierce’s dad? This made the whole thing even more fucked up.

I told you that it was going to get crazy. I told you that I did something bad. You just didn’t know how bad it was, did you? Who sleeps with their boyfriend’s dad? The night of their birthday party? Who hides in bed with said dad as the boyfriend and mom have a conversation with him? I was going to hell on a one-way ticket and the fire was already singing my skin. Then I felt Evan’s hand reaching down to touch me and I knew he was going on that same train ride to hell. I bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from gasping. This was the absolute worst position I had ever been in in my life and I wasn’t sure how I was going to get over it or out of it.

“Mom, you know I’ve been calling him Evan since I was about thirteen years old.” Pierce sounded slightly exasperated. “You’ve never thought it was a big deal before.”

“Well, I just think that now you should call him Dad.” Linda sounded annoyed. “It’s weird for you to call your dad by his first name. I certainly wouldn’t allow for you to call me Linda.”

“I don’t do that though, do I, Mom?” Pierce teased his mom and I bit down on my lower lip, hoping they would leave the room soon. This could really turn into a bigger mess than it already was and I wasn’t sure what would happen if they realized I was in bed with Evan and that we were naked. My body started to tingle as I remembered what it had felt like to feel him inside of me. Oh, my gosh, I’d never had sex that good before in my life. His cock had been like magic, seeming to hit my G-spot every single time he entered me and he’d known just when to rub my clit, so that I came with such force that I thought my whole body was going to explode in orgasm. I was shivering just thinking about it. I’m not sure what came over me in that instant, but I reached my hand down to grab his cock and squeeze. I felt his body stiffening at my touch and I almost laughed as he grunted slightly. I bet he wasn’t thinking everything was so funny now. I moved my hands up and down his shaft and I felt his hand grabbing on to my wrist tightly, trying to stop me. I wanted so badly to push his hand off me, but I knew that wouldn’t be smart. I’d probably end up falling out of the bed and then I’d probably be kicked out of the apartment. Naked and embarrassed. My face was growing hot just thinking about it. That would be the walk of shame to end all walks of shame. Oh, God, what had I done? Suddenly the full realization of what I’d participated in during the night (well, really the morning before) came thundering down on me like a ton of bricks. And I knew that I was going to pay for it in one way or another.

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S
o now you
know my dirty little secret. You might or might not be judging me right now. You might even be thinking it’s not a big deal. I mean, it’s not like I was that into Pierce and it’s not like he was a Prince Charming, right? We didn’t even really have a great relationship. And it wasn’t really my fault that I slept with his dad. I didn’t even know that was his dad at the time. I mean, up until that point, I was pretty much an innocent. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of a stretch. Maybe I wasn’t exactly an innocent. Maybe I was still pretty bad. And unfortunately, I got worse. Can you believe that? Maybe not. Maybe yes. I’m sure you want to know how it could have gotten worse. I should have just left Pierce’s place that day and never looked back.

I know what you’re thinking. I know you’re judging me. Thinking this didn’t have to get worse. Thinking that I should have just left. I mean, why didn’t I? I honestly don’t know. I don’t know what came over me. I have no good reason for not leaving right away. Maybe it’s because I wanted to make sure that this wasn’t just a booty-call for Evan. Maybe I wanted to make sure he felt as naughty and guilty as I did? I’m not really sure. I don’t have a good answer. When I look back at everything, I really think that I should have just darted out of the bed and out of the room as quickly as possible. That’s what a smart girl would have done. But yeah, I’m not smart. I’m not smart at all. I’m embarrassed to admit that after Linda and Pierce closed the door that morning, I had sex with Evan once again. Yes, and he had to keep his hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming loudly because he knew as well as I did that the noises I was making were bound to bring people running to the room as quickly as possible.

I snuck out of Evan’s room and into the bathroom at about 9 a.m. and ran the shower right away. He didn’t even stop me, which made me feel slightly upset, but I told myself that he knew that time was of the essence and we didn’t really have time to talk about what had happened. I hopped into the shower and scrubbed my body hard. It was my hope that Pierce would think I had been in the shower the entire morning, though I knew it was a long shot. If he pushed it and asked, I would tell him that I’d been scared I was going to throw up, so I had sat by the toilet bowl. Gross, I know, but that was really one of my only options in regards to what I could hope he would believe. It’s not like I could tell him I’d been hooking up with his dad. Oh, yeah, that would go down well. In all honesty, it worked out well for me. I came out of the shower as he and his mom were talking about breakfast and neither one of them looked suspicious or weirded out.

“Morning, Jess. Sleep well?” Pierce came forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek and I just nodded at him, relief filling me that he didn’t seem suspicious of me and where I’d been all morning.

“Oh, yeah, great.” I nodded with a small smile and looked at Linda to see if she was looking at me funny. However, she was beaming at me and I could tell by the expression in her eyes that she still loved me as much as she had the day before. “What about the two of you?”

“Yeah, I slept great. Sorry I crashed last night.” He made a face. “Seems like it would have been a really special night.”

“Don’t worry about it,” I said with a small smile, thanking God he had conked out right away. “I just hope you had a great night and enjoyed your birthday party.”

“Oh, yeah, it was great.” He nodded. “Did Alyssa have fun?” he asked me and winked, and I smiled back at him weakly.

“Yeah, I think so.” I nodded. “Actually, I think I need to go home now and check on her.” I pretended to look sad, though I was hoping he would buy my excuse to leave.

“Oh, no.” He made a face. “I was hoping we could go to breakfast with Mom and Dad.”

“You said ‘Dad.’” I looked at him in surprise and annoyance. Why was this the first time he would choose to call Evan ‘Dad’?

“Yeah, Mom prefers me to call him Dad and not Evan.” He laughed. “So I’m trying to respect her wishes, at least for now.”

“That’s why you’re my favorite son.” Linda beamed at him in approval.

“That’s because I’m your only son.” He laughed and leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Are you sure you can’t come to breakfast with us this morning?” He looked at me and pouted. I looked back at him nervously, wondering if he would be able to tell that I’d had sex that morning just by looking at me.

“I really wish I could,” I said, trying to pretend I was really upset. Though I was just counting down the minutes in my head until I could leave the apartment.

“You really wish you could what?” Evan walked out of the bedroom and looked right at me and gave me a wink as he looked my body up and down. I could feel the heat rising up my body as he stared at me as if he wanted to eat me. And I hoped that he could sense that I wanted to be eating him as well. It felt oddly tantalizing just to be standing here with him and the others, in broad daylight, knowing what we’d just been doing a couple of minutes ago.

“Go to brunch with Pierce and Linda,” I said, wondering if he would get jealous or upset. Hoping he would look pissed.

“Oh, awesome. I’m hungry myself.” He grinned at me and then looked at Pierce and Linda. “Where are you guys thinking of going?”

My jaw nearly dropped open at his words. He was seriously asking them where they were going? Without a care in the world. Did he really think that was cool? Did he not care that we had just slept together and nearly been caught?

“Sad you can’t make it, Jess, but maybe later.”

“Maybe later, what?” I asked him with a frown.

“Maybe we’ll see you later. If you want to come...” His voice trailed off and I stared at him with a shocked expression. I couldn’t believe he had just said that to me, in front of everyone. What was up with the innuendos? Did he want everyone to know? Did he feel no shame? Whatsoever?

“Come where?” I asked him with pursed lips.

“Wherever you want.” He laughed and I could see Pierce and Linda looking at us curiously. My face flushed red and I was sure it was obvious we had slept together and had something going on.

“Well, you guys can let me know what you’re up to later this evening,” I said with a small smile and then I looked at Pierce and gave him a huge smile. “I hope you had a great birthday party.”

“It was fantastic.” He nodded. “I had a really great time. I was so glad that you were here with me. It meant a lot to me.”

“I’m so glad.” I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You deserved a great day and I think that your mom is awesome.” I looked over at Linda. “Thanks for being so awesome.”

“No, thank you.” She beamed at me. “You’ve been wonderful. An absolute delight. Perfection in a bottle.”

“Well, thanks,” I said with a small smile, wondering why she was laying it on so strong. It wasn’t like she really knew me that well and it wasn’t like Pierce and I were that close. Or that we had been dating for a super long time. It’s not like we had any sort of long relationship. Everything about this family was a little off and I just couldn’t understand why they all seemed to have these weird reactions to things that were so small. I mean, come on now, Pierce and I barely had anything. Why was everyone acting like we were soul mates or something? It could have been flattering if I was really interested in him like that, but I just wasn’t. And sleeping with Evan had really complicated everything; well, not really. I wasn’t even sure if it had meant anything to him or if he wanted to see me again. Or if we were going to go on a real date or if he cared about me in any way. My heart thudded slightly as I thought about him and I wondered what I’d done. I was a skank, that I knew, but had I been a skank for a good reason? What was I going to get from this and was there a reason why everything seemed so weird? I didn’t have the answers then. Obviously. If I had known exactly what was going on I would have run away as quickly as possible. At least that’s what I tell myself. If I’d known exactly what was being planned. If I’d known the whole truth about the entire situation, I’d like to think I would have done the smart thing and just backed the hell away from the whole bunch of them, but who really knows? I think I’ve already proven that I’m not the smartest tool in the toolbox or at least I was willing to pretend that I didn’t see things clearly. I’m not sure who I thought I was fooling. I’m not sure why I thought I was going to get away scot-free with no remorse and no heartache. Life never works like that and it certainly didn’t work like that for me.