Second Chances (17 page)

Stacy grabbed the box of chocolate covered strawberries and arranged the berries on a little serving platter. The berries were huge and covered in rich looking chocolate. All day Stacy had to use all of her restraint to keep from getting into them. She grabbed the tray and made her way out into the living room.

She found Dustin leaning back on the couch with his hands resting on his stomach. He looked like he was about to fall asleep until he looked up at her and smiled. Stacy almost laughed when his eyes got as big as saucers. “Sit up, please,” she whispered.

With a saucy smile on her face, Stacy sauntered over to Dustin. She stopped right in front of him. “Would you like some dessert, Mr. Carmichael?” Stacy felt a sense of satisfaction when Dustin couldn’t answer her because he was staring at her breasts like he was in a trance. “Mr. Carmichael!” she said in a singsong voice.

Dustin jerked his head up staring at her in what looked like pure lust. “Yeah, baby?” He rasped out.

Stacy moved until she was straddling his lap, still holding the platter of strawberries. “I asked if you’d like dessert.” She plucked one of the berries up and leaned into Dustin and held it to his lips. As he bit into it, Stacy shifted her hips to give her better access to rub against his hardened cock. The moan that escaped his lips caused a shiver to run down her spine. Stacy pulled the uneaten end of the berry away, and leaned forward to lick a little bit of chocolate that was on the corner of his lip.

Before she could pull away, Dustin attacked her mouth like it was covered in chocolate. Stacy opened her mouth and groaned when Dustin’s tongue touched hers. She could taste the sweet and tart combination as he deepened the kiss. Stacy felt his hands slide up her thighs and then around to her ass. She felt him freeze when he reached her bare-bottom. “Oh, you naughty little minx. Do you want me to give you your dessert?” he whispered against her lips.

“Yes,” she moaned.

Dustin grabbed Stacy’s hips, rocking her as he continued kissing her. She knew she was probably leaving a wet spot on his jeans, but she didn’t care. He slipped his hands up to the middle of her back, untying the strings and pulling the apron over her head. Stacy squirmed when Dustin grabbed one of the berries, rubbing the chocolate over her nipples. He licked it off at such a leisurely pace Stacy was squirming more and more in his lap.

Stacy didn’t know how much more she could take. She was wet and aching for him. Stacy had started this game; Dustin was finishing it. She yelped when he flipped them so Stacy was on her back and he was looming over her. The jerk was wearing his trademark smirk and was still fully clothed. His hand travelled up her thigh, making her sigh as he got closer and closer to where she needed him. Stacy groaned in frustration as he pulled his hand away. She watched him slide back until his head was between her legs.

“Lay back, baby,” he whispered.

She did as he asked, waiting to see what he was going to do. Stacy quickly had her answer when she felt him rub one of the chocolate covered strawberries against her mound. She moaned when she felt Dustin’s tongue follow the path of the berry. He passed over her pussy with slow swipes of his tongue. “Oh please,” Stacy begged. For what, she wasn’t sure, Stacy could feel the roughness of his tongue with each pass. The need to come was over-powering; the blood began to rush in her ears.

When Stacy thought she couldn’t take anymore, Dustin slowly pushed something warm and soft into her pussy. She cried out when she felt his lips wrap around it, pulling it slowly out of her. Dustin came over her with it in his mouth. Stacy watched, mesmerized, as he lowered his mouth to hers. She opened readily, taking the berry into her mouth. All of the different tastes mixed together sent her closer to the edge.

“Are you ready to come, baby?” Dustin whispered in Stacy’s ear.

“Please,” she cried.

He worked his way down her body again, this time not stopping until he wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking it until she could only scream. Dustin brought her down slowly until the tremors running through her body stopped. Stacy rubbed a hand through Dustin’s hair as he laid his head on her stomach.

“Can I stay tonight?” Dustin asked her. His voice so quiet Stacy had to strain to hear it. It made her smile that he wanted to stay with her. It’d be nice since he was going to be so busy for the next couple of days.

“Of course you can stay. If you ask me real nice I’ll make you breakfast before you head home.”

Dustin got up off of the couch and scooped her up in his arms. Stacy snuggled into him as he carried her to her bedroom.

Chapter 13

Dustin pulled into the parking lot at the airport, looking forward to seeing his brother. They had so much to talk about. He’d stocked up on beer and got everything to make steaks and all of the sides on the grill. Dustin pulled into a parking spot and hopped out of his truck.

The last day and half his thoughts had been completely consumed by Stacy. He missed her already. Dustin couldn’t remember ever being this happy. They’d talked the night before until he could barely keep his eyes open. He’d told her about the big meeting he had earlier and the plans he started working on when he got home until she called him to tell him goodnight.

He’d talked to her earlier, but she was in the middle of her spa treatment. She told him to have fun with his brother. Stacy wouldn’t tell him what she was having done, but he’d see her by the weekend. It worried him a little that when he told Stacy he loved her that she didn’t say it back, but he was a patient man. He’d waited a year for her, so he could wait for however long it took. Dustin would just show her every time they were together how much he did love her.

Dustin made his way into the terminal and took off toward the direction Dylan would come out of. He knew he was going to have to get a few beers in his brother before he started talking about his trip. Dustin would love to see his brother lighten up a bit. It worried him a lot that Dylan was always about business. Sure they’ve had fun in the past going out, but Dylan never seemed to really let go. Maybe it was the military man in him, but Dustin would like for once to see his brother act like a fool.

He stood there waiting as people starting coming out of the gate. Finally, there he was. Dylan, like himself, stood about a head taller than most of the other passengers and he looked good. Dustin, even from a distance, could see that his brother had a tan. He looked a little thinner, which wasn’t such a bad thing as long as Dylan was taking care of himself. Dustin watched Dylan look around until he spotted him standing there. Dylan’s face broke into a smile as he made his way towards him.

Dustin didn’t say anything, he just grabbed his brother and pulled him into a hug. He inspected his brother. Dylan’s hair that was usually high and tightly cut had grown out a bit. He was still more broad in the chest the Dustin was, but they looked more alike now than when they were in their teens.

“You’re looking good, bro. How was your flight?” Dustin asked as he and his brother made their way out of the airport.

“Thanks, it was good. Not long enough, though. I could’ve used a nap,” Dylan said as he pulled out his phone and turned it on.

“Well, I’ve got a twelve pack at home and steaks to grill. Mom said she’d leave you alone tonight, but we’re expected there tomorrow for dinner. Bell, Luke and Care Bear will be there too.”

“How is that little niece of ours?” Dylan asked as they climbed into Dustin’s truck.

“She’s good. You should see how big she’s getting already,” Dustin said as he maneuvered out of the parking lot. “So I’ve got a lot to tell you.”

Dustin went on to tell Dylan about Stacy and the Mark situation as they made their way home.

“I knew there was something about that prick. To think Bellamy was the one who encouraged Stacy to go out with him. Well, have the courts set up a date to make the restraining order permanent?”

Dustin clenched his jaw. “You know, to be honest, I haven’t heard anything. The bastard’s probably hiding from them so they can’t serve him the papers.”

“That’s fucked up. Keep an eye on your girl, Dust. It sounds like he’s gone off the rails.”

“I am as much as she’ll let me. He’ll go almost a week and not call her and then he’s calling her, and calling me, which she doesn’t know about. I just don’t want him showing up when she’s alone. He’s been violent with her once. I think if pushed, he’d hurt her again.” It only made Dustin more pissed off when he was thinking about it.

“Oh, how the mighty have fallen,” Dylan said with a laugh.

“What are you talking about?”

“You love her, don’t you?” Dylan asked.

“Yeah, I do. So what.”

“Nothing, man. I’m happy for you. Stacy’s a helluva woman. I’m sure hearts all over South Carolina are breaking now that Mr. Suave is off the market.”

“Well, I can see you’re still a dickhead. Don’t worry, man, it’ll happen to you too, and when it does, I’m going to enjoy watching you fall, brother.” Dustin watched a small smile form on his brother’s lips as he turned to look out the window. He knew Dylan met someone. Getting him to talk about it was going to be a real chore.

***

After they finished eating, Dustin joined his brother out on the deck. Dylan must not have heard him because he was looking at something on his phone with a strange look on his face. He started when Dustin sat down across from him…strange.

Dustin snatched the phone away from Dylan before he could put it away.

“Dude, give me my phone.” Dylan jumped up, trying to snatch it back.

Dustin looked down at the screen. It was a picture of his brother and a very cute blonde, who also looked very young. She was smiling at the camera and Dylan was kissing the side of her mouth.

“Please tell me she’s eighteen.”

Dylan grabbed his phone back from Dustin and shoved it into his pocket. “Sh-she’s twenty-one.”

“And?” Dustin wanted to know more. He grabbed himself and Dylan a beer out of the cooler.

“And what? It was fun and now it’s over.”

Dustin wasn’t surprised his brother was going to be tightlipped about it. Just from what he saw in the picture it looked like more than just fun. Even from Dylan’s profile he could see how happy and carefree he looked. Dustin could see why he seemed so relaxed now. The girl in the picture was very cute. Her blue eyes twinkled as she smiled in the picture. Dustin wanted to know where Dylan met her, if he was going to stay in touch with her and if this could be something with potential. His brother may have said it was over, but the way he looked at the picture made Dustin think it was far from over.

“Come on, Dylan, tell me about her. Where did you guys meet? Did you spend the whole time together down there?”

Dustin watched Dylan drain his beer and toss it in the trash can that Dustin brought out earlier. Dylan grabbed another beer and took a long pull from the bottle.

“Fine, I’ll tell you, but this is between us.” Dustin nodded and waited for Dylan to start. “I met Journey—that’s her name—at a little restaurant right on the beach. She’s working down there for the summer. Anyway, I was sitting there minding my own business the second afternoon I was there, just people watching, when she walked out onto the patio. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was waiting on another table. I guess she felt me looking at her and she looked up.” Dylan ran a hand through his hair. “We spent the rest of my trip together, at least when she wasn’t working. That’s pretty much it.”

“That’s pretty much it? Are you guys going to keep in contact with each other? I know you’re going to tell me to mind my own business, but you looked really happy in that picture with her.”

“Well, she may not want to speak to me now, anyway.”

“Why?” Dustin could see his brother get agitated.

“I didn’t even say bye to her because I lied about when I was leaving. She was supposed to meet me for lunch earlier today, but I was gone by the time she got there. I don’t know why I did that, but that’s not even the worst. I told her my last name was Carter.”

Dustin looked at his brother like he was looking at a stranger. “Why the fuck would you do something like that? That poor girl probably has no idea what she did wrong. I’m really kind of shocked that you could do something like that. What’s sad is it sounds like something I would’ve done.”

“Don’t you think I know that? The last name thing happened the day we met and I only did it because I didn’t know her and what if she was a crazy person. By that night I knew she wasn’t, but I couldn’t tell her I lied.”

Dustin could see the inner turmoil in his brother as he kept talking. This girl, Journey, really affected him. “That still doesn’t explain why you left without telling her.”

“Last night I took her out to dinner and then we went back to her apartment. Well, later, when we were going to sleep, I swear I heard her whisper that she loved me. I panicked, but couldn’t bring myself to leave. This morning she made me breakfast and we just sat and hung out. She never mentioned it, but Journey would look at me and I knew she was thinking it. What scared me most was that it didn’t scare me at all. For once in my life I feel light and not so pissy all of the time.”

Dustin was quiet as he sat staring out into the yard. It was clear that his brother needed to call this girl and make things right. “You should call her, Dylan. I’m sure if you talk to her, she’ll forgive you. I know long distance relationships are hard, but you could at least try.” He got up, leaving his brother to make the decision himself.

***

Dylan heard the door shut when his brother went inside. It was just supposed to be just a fling. No getting attached by either party. They didn’t even exchange numbers, for fuck’s sake. Did it stop them from spending every night together? No, it didn’t. Every time he sank into her pussy it was like heaven. It had never been like that with anyone. Journey hadn’t been very experienced at all. She hadn’t been a virgin, but she’d only been with one other person. In just a short time she became important to him and what did he do? He bolted like a coward.