Vision of Love (17 page)

Alexis; Yeah I heard. I’m so sorry. How are you doing?

Me: Shitty. Nicholas saved me but as soon as I came to I pretty much have been in bed crying...

Alexis: Awww babe I’m so sorry...Why don’t we have a girls night soon? Just us!

Me: Sounds good...Maybe a night out is what I need

Alexis: That’s my girl! I’ll text you tomorrow. Get some sleep k?

Me: K...Thanks <3

I slowly get out of bed and head to the bathroom to shower. Taking off my clothes I stand in front of the mirro
r. My eyes are swollen from crying and I look so pale. “Be strong Karly. You deserve to be happy.”

I look away and decide to take a quick shower. I need to clear my head before I do or say something wrong. The hot water cascades down my body. It feels good showering. It’s as if I’m washing away the memories of him and starting over again. I hear the door open and very quickly Nicholas is standing in the shower with me. I turn around and admire his naked glory.

“Nicholas,” I whisper, “You can’t be in here! What about Emma?”

He smirks, “I put her back in her room.”

I lick my lips and without hesitation he picks me up and pushes me against the wall, entering my wet pussy with delicious force.
I grip his shoulders with all my might. I need this. I need him, fast and hard.

“Harder, Nicholas!” I bite his shoulder
, then throwing my head back whimpering for more. His eyes stay on mine and the primal need intensifies. I feel his cock get bigger inside me as he pushes himself deeper. I can’t hold back my screams and moans.

The pleasure explodes through my body.
I can’t form the words to describe the level of amazing I’m on. Nicholas finds his release, taking my lips and kissing me with everything.

“You’re so bad,” I whisper as he lifts me off him. He smirks his usual sexy
grin and we finish showering.

Nicholas takes my hand, leading me back to the bed. “So what happened in the pool? Baby you were passed out and scared.”

I look down and curl my body on his lap. “It’s nothing. Just my dad was an asshole, which you already know.” I look down at my hands. “Thanks for helping me today though. Can we not talk about my past, please?”

“Of course. I’m here for you, baby. Don’t ever forget that. Just because you’ve been hurt before doesn’t mean you’ll be hurt again. Look at me.” I turn my head and face him. He’s on his knees looking at me with my hands in his. “You know I love you and I wanna give you the world. I wanna make you happy and keep that smile on your face.” He wipes my tears, “I promise to try and always make you happy. I promise that I’ll mess up and I’ll need you to remind me how to be a good boyfriend because I want that with
you.
” I choke back my tears. “Don’t push me away. Take my hand and we’ll figure this out together.”

“Why though?” It’s hard for me to think he wants to know everything. I’m scared that my past will make him run away or something.

He brings his hand to my face, cradling it. I love how his touch makes me feel. “Because you matter to me.”

As we sit under the stars outside, she’s lying in my arms as I stroke her hair and listen to her breathing. This is actually happening. She’s breaking down my walls, making me feel again. I love the way she feels in my arms, never wanting to let her go.

“Where’s your head at?” She touches my hand.

I kiss the top of her head, resting my chin. “Just taking it all in. I feel like I’m back in high school and I just got the beautiful prom queen.”

“Stop! You’re making me blush.”

I wrap my arms tightly around her waist, “Why don’t you see what I see?”

“What do you mean?”

“When I look at you,” I sigh, “I see the most beautiful woman; someone who’s constantly giving and showing the world her brilliance and smile. You’re amazing in every sense of the word. I’m not sure what else I have to say to get you to believe that about yourself.”

“It’s hard you know?”

I kiss her again. “So let me help you.” She doesn’t say anything and we stay in a comfortable silence.

After a few more minutes we head inside and settle on the couch, turning on the TV.
She lies down, resting her head on my lap. I gently play with her soft hair and listen to her steady breathing. It’s the most beautiful comforting sound and this moment with her is perfect.

Her fingers
entwine in mine as she rests our hands on her chest. I feel every breath she takes and her heart beating. “Nicholas?”

“Yeah?”

“My dad almost killed me in the pool. He was mad at me and dragged me from the house to the pool. He was high and drunk like always. That’s why I can’t be near the pool. It scares me. I see him sometimes, but since being with you his voice doesn’t play in my head as much. I’m scared to close my eyes sometimes because I don’t wanna see him.”

My heart breaks for my beautiful girl. How the fuck could her dad have treated her like shit? She was a fucking child. He stole her innocence. “Baby I told you that I’m here for you and I’m not leaving. It’ll be okay.”

“It’s hard.”

“Life’s hard, baby. But I need you to listen to me when I tell you over and over again how much I love you and how much you mean to me.” Kissing her beautiful head and breathing her in, “Baby we both have baggage, but that shouldn’t get in the way of our happiness. When I look at you I see my forever. You’re it for me.” She sniffles holding me tighter, “and every day we’re together I’m gonna keep reminding you how amazing you are.”

She lets out a sigh and soon I hear her steady breathing. Slowly we get up from the cabana and I carry her upstairs and keep her in my arms.

* * * * *

Waking up to her face every morning doesn’t get old. I love that she never leaves my chest throughout the night. I love everything about her. I love how she lightly snores and sometimes will mumble in her sleep. Perfection. Simple perfection.

“Morning,” I kiss her on the forehead.

She smiles brightly at me and there’s a different look to her today. “Morning babe.” She gives me a kiss and raises an eyebrow; my morning hard on pokes her stomach. “Looks like you need
something
.” Before I can say anything her head disappears under the covers and my cock’s in her mouth.

“Oh shit baby.” I move the blanket off us and grip her hair. I feel the back of her throat as she swirls her tongue. The warmth of her mouth, sucking and licking, causes me to close my eyes and moan her name. Fuck I love when she goes down on me. I feel one hand cradling my balls and the tension it creates. I lean up and notice that she’s touching herself. “Baby, damn. Keep playing with your clit. That’s so hot!” Shit she’s never played with herself while sucking me off. “Are you wet baby?” She stops sucking and nods her head. “Shit so fucking hot.” Her motions increase; I grab her hair tight and push her down further. She squeezes my balls tighter letting me know she loves what I’m doing. “Fuckkkkkk!” I find my release and she takes it all, as usual.

Karly makes her way back up next to me with a triumphant smile.

“You know you’re gonna be the death of me.” She laughs, kissing my cheek and heads off to the bathroom. “It’ll be the best death. Death by fucking amazing blow job while watching hot girl play with wet clit. Yep. Epic.”

I get out of bed and put on my basketball shorts. “Baby I have an idea!”

“What?”

“Let’s create new memories. Come on change into your bathing suit. I know it sucks but you shouldn’t be scared anymore.”

“Nicholas,” she whines. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea. I haven’t swam in
so
long.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Huh?”

“Do you trust me?” She nods her head. Resting on my arms and hovering over her, “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, okay?”

Sighing she says okay and I grab Emma from her room. “Morning Princess.”

“Shhh daddy it’s so early,” she mutters, pulling the blankets over her head.

“Come on sleepy head. Wanna go swimming?”

Her head perks up, “I
s mommy coming too?” I nod my head. “Okay I’ll meet you downstairs.”

Running down the stairs and through the screen door, I stop dead in my tracks when I see Karly in a white bikini.
Holy shit.
I’ve seen her naked plenty of times, but for some reason seeing her now in that tiny bikini, shit.

I walk over to her and place my hand on the small of her back. She slightly jumps and I start laughing. “It’s okay. Alright, I’m gonna go in first and then I’ll help you in. You’ll be okay.” Karly nods her head, not saying anything. I get in the water and the coolness of the water hits my body, I instantly relax and get my head together. “Come on Karly,” I say, reaching my arms up to help her in.

She shakes in my arms but I tell her over and over again that it’ll be alright and I’m here to help her. I know it will take a while before she can even begin to show unnerving fear that she’s able to let go and start swimming; but I love seeing her in the water. She looks free and comfortable. It takes a few minutes for her to let me go and start swimming.

Emma runs and jumps in the pool squealing in the air. “See if a four year old can do this, so can you.”

“Yeah. Funny.”

Emma pops up from the water. “Come on mommy you can do it,” she encourages Karly.

“Can you swim on your own yet?” She quickly shakes her head and holds on tighter. “Baby, you gotta swim on your own soon.”

“Not yet, Nicholas. Please?”

“Okay.” After almost an hour of walking around the pool I ask her again if she’s ready. She lets me go and I hold onto her waist, guiding her through the water. It takes her a few minutes, but when I let go she starts swimming on her own.

“Nicholas! Emma! Oh my gosh! Look,” she laughs, “I’m swimming.” I’m so proud of her and am glad she’s overcoming her fears.

“You got this baby!”

We swim around for a while before I get out and grab the blow up floats. Emma lays with Karly on one leaving me with my own. It’s a nice Saturday morning with my girls. In a few hours Emma is heading to my parents house. Karly and Alexis are going to do their girl’s night thing while Larry and I are heading out to the basketball game.

* * * * *

Three more minutes of the game and UNC is killing it. “Another win!” I shout over to Larry and dad.

“Come on boys keep it up,” dad yells.

The three of us have been cheering for UNC throughout the entire game, downing some beers and eating nachos. Typical guy night. The three of us came to an agreement; no one text messages their significant other unless it’s a true emergency and missing someone doesn’t qualify, but shit I miss Karly. I hope she’s having fun.

At the end of the game we cheer for another win for UNC, watching Dad smile and clapping for his team.

“Mr. H heading out to
Sullivan’s
with us?”

“Not tonight boys. Go have your fun and I’ll talk to y’all later.”

We say bye to my dad and head to
Sullivan’s
. The bar is packed tonight with people cheering UNC’s epic win. We saunter up to the bar and order a round of drinks. I look around trying to find Stephen. He said he’d meet us here after the game. Some country song plays over the speakers and I think about Karly. Damn I miss her, but we need a night apart.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and see Stephen with another guy. “What’s up guys?” The three of us shake hands before he introduces Bradley. “Larry, Nicholas this is Bradley.”

“Hey man what’s up?” Larry extends his hand.

“Hey man,” I shake Bradley’s hand. “Good to see you again.”

“You too,” he says not taking his eyes off me. “How’s Karly been? She hasn’t been texting me back.”

Larry and St
ephen stay quiet looking at us. “Give her a call. She went through a lot with her best friend, Neil, passing away.”

“Oh wow I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Thanks man.”

The rest of the night goes pretty smooth. After a few rounds of beer and pool the bar picks up and the music blasts with hip hop and pop songs. I’m at the bar getting another round of pitchers when Lisa, Stephen’s baby sister, taps me on the shoulder.

“Well, well looks like Mr I’m too good to come visit is back in town!” Her Southern drawl is too cute. I give her a hug and spin her around.

Lisa’s been in our lives since we met Stephen. She’s the little sister we all wanted. The girl’s a spitfire, but a gentle soul. “How are you baby girl?”

“Really good! I’m in my second year at UNCW and I met someone,” she giggles jumping up and down. “He’s really nice and I think y’all will like him.”

“Well I can’t wait to meet him. You deserve the best girl.” I kiss her forehead and wrap my arm around her shoulder. ‘Hit the Lights’ by Jay Sean plays and Lisa takes my hand pulling me on the dance floor.

I spin her around a few times and we dance to the song. Lisa whispers in my ear, something about how Stephen should get laid tonight and we both laugh. Things are going great until Bradley taps on my shoulder and the expression on his face looks deadly.

“Really man? You’re fucking all over this bitch while your
girlfriend
isn’t here? Wow you’re awesome.”

“A bitch? Who the hell do you think you’re talking to?” Lisa screams.

“Dude chill. Lisa’s like my little sister.”

“Yeah whatever I know what I saw and I sent it to Karly. You’re a piece of shit and you had the nerve to judge me for something I did when I was fucking eighteen. Whatever you don’t deserve her. I should go get her and take her away from you.” I’m not sure what happened next but my fist connects with his face a few times. Lisa’s screaming for me to stop and for Stephen and Larry to come and get me off Bradley, but I don’t listen to her. This idiot has some fucking nerve causing unnecessary drama.

Everyone in the bar lines up around us and Larry’s trying to pull me off. Who the hell does this idiot think he is?

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” I scream punching his face. Larry gets me off and keeps me back from Bradley.

“I’m protecting her!”

I’m about to knock his ass on the ground again. “She doesn’t fucking need protecting! She’s fucking good asshole.” I move out of Larry’s arms and punch him again.