Curtis took me to the new Chinese restaurant across town. I still didn’t know anyone so it wasn’t like I had to worry about running into anyone. If Curtis knew anyone there, he didn’t bother acknowledging them. Once we placed our order, he didn’t waste any time getting down to what was bothering me.
“What’s going on? This isn’t like you. I know you like hanging out with me because I’m the cool brother, but this is different.” I knew he was trying to make light of the situation but it wasn’t going to work.
“I am struggling, bad. I am so overwhelmed, I just want to give up on everything. I hate school. Most days I just want to say ‘fuck it’ and go home. Only now, we don’t have a home. I feel stuck. I feel like a failure. Speaking of which, I am probably going to fail a couple of my classes. I talked to the guidance counselor today and dropped one of my classes. He had me make an appointment to see a doctor. He thinks I could benefit from counseling and possibly some anti-depressants. Most of the time I think I just want to quit school, but then I hear Grandpa telling you and Steve that you don’t have a choice, you have to go. Which means he would want me to do the same thing. It would let everyone down if I quit. I spent all last year wishing I was with you and Steve; now that I am, it’s not at all what I want.” I took a cleansing breath, surprised I got that much out with only a few tears.
He took my hand from across the table before he spoke. “Sierra honey, you are putting way too much pressure on yourself. Nobody, not Grandpa, not Steve, not me would want you to be this unhappy with what you are doing. Grandpa forced us to go to college because he knew if we had a choice, we would have stayed home just to be by you. He didn’t want us to give up on our future because of our need to protect you. But Honey, we didn’t know at that time there was money left for us. If we knew then that we had the money, we would have done things differently. I would have never let you suffer through last year alone. I know we all balked at Grandma when she brought in the counselor, but Sis, at this point, if we found a good one I would go. I have spent all my time working through my anger and depression in the gym. I know you have used running much the same way. It’s a great option, but not when you are running yourself into the ground just to find a minute of peace.”
Listening to him be so supportive and understanding causes the flood gates to open. Knowing that he wasn’t judging me for wanting to quit school or for seeing a counselor was huge. That feeling led to me telling him about Cal. I am not sure what I was thinking when I blurted, “I slept with Cal last weekend.”
The surprisingly supportive brother disappeared instantly. “What the fuck did you just say? Did you just tell me that you slept with Cal? As in Hannah’s older brother Calvin? Where the fuck was Steve when this happened? Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have left to go with Callie and Will.” He continued to mumble to himself as I just sat there, shocked that I confessed because I knew despite generally liking Cal, Curtis was not going to take the news very well.
“I am an adult. It’s my body and I get to choose who I share it with.” It sounded good in my head.
“Sierra, I am so pissed right now. How about you not tell me about sharing your body with guys okay? I am holding it together by a thread because we are in fucking public. What the fuck were you thinking? Seriously, I am dying to know what you think happens now?” My tears didn’t stop and now they were accompanied with anger.
“First of all, don’t yell at me. I am trying to do the best I can. I told you because you’re my best friend. I don’t fucking have a twin sister to talk to, I don’t have any sisters to talk to. I have two brothers who I love, but who have unrealistic expectations of me staying a virgin for the rest of my life. I told you because I am scared. I told you because I don’t know what to do now. He says all the right things. He says he loves me, he says he wants to do anything he can to make a relationship work with me. I am not naive, I know he has been with plenty of others before me. Hannah doesn’t stop talking about how he is different with me. I don’t think she is a liar so I can’t help but believe what she tells me.” I paused to make eye contact with him before I continued telling him, “I am sorry if I disappointed you. Lately I feel like that is all I am doing, disappointing people.”
“Fuck Sierra. Don’t talk like that. I am sorry. I hate knowing that I wasn’t there to protect you. I hate knowing that you put yourself out there like that without knowing for sure”
I had to stop him. “For sure what Curtis? That he isn’t like Cody? I may not know for sure how my relationship is going to turn out, but I know for sure that Cal would never lay a hand on me. I refuse to live my life constantly sheltered because of fear. I know you and Steve want to protect me, I understand why. I lost Sophia too. I lost Mom and Dad too. But Curtis, you cannot give up on living your own life simply to protect me. I don’t want you to sacrifice you because of me.”
We both sat in silence for a few minutes. Each lost in our own thoughts. You could feel the uncertainty between us. I was the first to break, “I don’t need you to fix anything for me. I just need your emotional support. And Curtis, I am here to give you the same. I may not tell you often enough but, I love you.”
“Thank you, Sierra. I will try not to stick my nose in your business, but I will tell you this. If he messes with you, I will not hold back. I’m serious, I don’t give a fuck if Steve is with Hannah. You are more important to me than the McMann family.” He tried to end the conversation there but I wasn’t letting him off the hook that easily.
“What’s the deal with Callie and Will? Are you going to see them again?” I watched as his body tensed as I said their names.
He took a deep breath before answering me, “I don’t know Sierra. It’s weird. I don’t know that I want to talk about it.”
“With me or at all?”
“Um. Both. I don’t know. It’s weird. The connection I felt with them isn’t something I can even explain with words. I don’t know if there is a real relationship there or not. I guess that makes my situation not a lot different than yours.” He looked at me with apprehension.
“Curtis, unlike you. I don’t mind hearing about you sharing your body. Okay, that sounds creepy. What I am trying to say is, I don’t care if you like them both. The only thing I care about is your happiness. If being in a three-way relationship makes you happy, go for it. Don’t look at me like that. Seriously Curtis. A lion never loses sleep over the opinions of sheep. You know that.” He is still giving me a look like he thinks I am crazy.
“Sierra, first of all, we aren’t talking about my sexual activities. Period. I don’t know what is going to happen with the relationship. I will say, it is hard because they already live together and I am here. Just like you, I don’t know if it is something worth exploring. Lion or not, I do worry about what you and Steve think. So, that being said, thank you for letting me know your opinion.” For the first time all night, he smiles a true Curtis smile. “I love you. It is my job as your brother to worry about you. I am glad you are going to go to the doctor. If you want me to come, I will. If you need anything, you know I will drop everything to be there, right?”
“We’ll figure it out somehow. If all else fails, we could just go back to Florida for vacation.” I laughed because, despite enjoying our vacation, the three of us were so ready to leave.
I left her a message on my way home from work. I thought for sure she would be in her room studying. When she didn’t answer, I left her a message and decided to head to the gym. After an hour of working with the weights, I saw that she hadn’t called back; not even a text message. So I sent her a quick message before jumping on the treadmill for cardio.
Me: Just checking in. How are you doing?
After a half hour of cardio, there was still no message. I tried calling her again before jumping into the shower. Thankfully, I had a change of clothes so I didn’t have to put my suit back on nor did I have to wear sweaty gym clothes.
As I walked out of the gym, I gave up and called my sister. I attempted to play it off as checking on her, but she was at the library and couldn’t really talk. Before she hung up on me, I asked her if she knew where Sierra was. She said she didn’t because she hadn’t been back to her dorm.
I sat in the gym parking lot, debating with myself. The fact that I couldn’t get a hold of her was making me crazy. I don’t want to be the crazy stalker boyfriend who freaks out if I don’t talk to her. On the other hand, what if something awful happened to her and I didn’t go to her; I didn’t look for her. With that thought, my decision was made. I called my dad to let him know I was hitting the road and that I would either be late to work tomorrow or not there at all.
I did a quick stop for gas, food, and caffeine before heading out to find my girl. I left her one more message telling her to call me as soon as possible, it didn’t matter how late it was. I turned the music up and rolled the windows down for the fresh air. About 2 hours into the drive I called her again.
I held my breath as the phone rang. It wasn’t that late, but late enough that she really should be in her room. She answered on the third ring. “Hi Cal.”
My first instinct was to be relieved that she was okay and that she answered the phone. My second instinct was to freak the fuck out that she hadn’t answered earlier or at least called or sent me a text. The freak out instinct turned to being hurt that she didn’t care enough to respond to me. She brought me out of my thoughts when she asked, “Hello? Cal, can you hear me? Hello?”
“Yeah, I am here. I can hear you. What are you doing?” I am sure my flat tone of voice let her know my current mood.
“I am just stepping out of my room, so I can talk to you in private. Hannah just got in bed, so I don’t want to keep her up. How are you? Are you okay?”
“I am better now that I’ve heard your voice. Can I ask you something without pissing you off?” I honestly don’t know if I want to know the answer to my question, it could very well piss me off.
“Yeah, Cal you can ask me anything you want.” She sounded apprehensive but it didn’t stop me from asking.
“Is there are reason you didn’t answer my calls or messages earlier?” I was trying really hard to not sound like a pissed off, jealous boyfriend.
“Oh my god, I knew I should have asked Hannah to use her phone. I dropped mine. It landed face down in a puddle. I have it in a bag of rice. I just decided to see if I could still use the sim card. I just put it in my old phone. I was planning on calling you but as soon as I powered the phone on, you were already calling me. I am sorry if I missed messages from you.”
I am sure she could hear the release of the breath I had been holding as she explained why I hadn’t heard from her. “Sierra, right now I am about a half hour from where you are. I don’t even want to talk about the thoughts that have been running through my head. Please just get yourself a change of clothes and be ready to come with me when I get there. I have a room booked for the night. I need to hold you. I don’t have any expectations, I just need to hold you.”
“Oh my god, Cal. Are you seriously almost here? You drove all the way here to check on me? I am so sorry you’ve been worried. Does your sister know you are coming?”
“No Honey, she doesn’t know. I am not coming there for her. I am only coming to see you. I can’t stay long because I have to work tomorrow. If she is still awake when you go back in your room you can tell her. If she is sleeping just leave her a note on your bed, chances are, I’ll have you back in the morning before she wakes up.”
“Okay. I’ll be ready. And Cal?”
“Yeah Babe?”
“I can’t wait to spend the night in your arms.”
He groaned before warning me, “Watch yourself Sweetheart. Talking like that is going to have me forgetting my intentions for the night. I would love nothing more than to have your body again, to feel you surrounding my cock, to have your legs wrapped around me while I fuck you. But Sierra, that really isn’t why I came here.”
“Okay Cal. I will go get ready and leave Hannah a note. I will see you soon. Just text me when you get here and I’ll meet you down stairs. I love you Calvin.”
“I love you too Sierra.”
He really drove three hours because I didn’t call him back? Who does that? The girlie princess part of me is giddy that he would drive three hours after working all day, just to check on me. It means he really does love me. Right?
The other part of me, the little sister to Sophia part, is a little panicked at the thought that he just drove three hours to check on me. Is this the start of him trying to control me? Is this the beginning phase of stalking? Is this how it started for Sophia?
Hannah was already snoring when I made my way back into our room. I quickly grabbed a change of clothes, pajamas, and my basic bathroom stuff. I know he said he just needed to hold me but I changed into a matching red bra and panty set, I had gotten while shopping with Hannah, just in case. I wrote her a quick note, letting her know I was with Calvin and left it on my bed in case she woke up while I was gone.
I was already waiting down in the lobby when he text saying he had just pulled into the parking lot. I could see him walking towards me as I made my way outside. My mixed feelings about him coming were overshadowed by the instant physical pull I feel every time I see him. His long strides combined with my quick steps had us within touching distance faster than expected. I couldn’t stop myself from jumping into his arms, thank god he is big and strong. Even being taken by surprise like he was, he still caught me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist. His hands naturally gravitated to my ass, giving each cheek a firm squeeze as our mouths connected in a frantic kiss. Lost in our kiss we forgot where we were until a group of guys walked by and yelled, “Get a room.”
Cal pulled away from the kiss long enough to yell back, “We got one.” Thankfully it was too dark outside for them to see my embarrassment and hopefully they didn’t recognize me as my brother’s sister. He didn’t even put me down, he just kept me in his arms and carried me straight to his truck. He waited while I buckled myself in before shutting the door and making his way to the driver seat. After backing out of his parking spot, he took hold of my hand and didn’t let go as he drove to the downtown Hilton.
With deliberate movements, he got us checked in and onto the elevator heading towards our room for the night. Despite the constant contact he kept with my body, neither of us spoke. If I had to guess, he was barely holding on to his intentions of just holding me tonight. Before I managed to express my desire for him to do more than just hold me, he was guiding me into our room for the night.
He set our bags on the chair in the corner of the room before kicking off his shoes. I stayed on the opposite side of the room while I followed suit by taking off my shoes and ditching my hoodie. When I turned towards the bed, he was already sitting against the headboard, barefoot in just jeans and a tank top. I knew if I climbed onto the bed beside him any hope of talking would go out the window. So, instead, I sat beside him facing the headboard and ultimately him. I sat with my legs crossed and pulled a pillow into my lap, blocking myself from being a visual distraction for him.
“I am sorry if I worried you today. I don’t have a lot of, actually, I don’t have any experience with guys. I had talked to you this morning so I thought, well, I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to call you before bed. We haven’t been good at expressing our expectations, which now has turned into issues for both of us. At the rate we’re going, we are going to get all of these issues figured out before we even have a real date.” I tried to make light but the tension was still heavy.
“Sierra, I know you think I have loads of experience when it comes to relationships. I hate telling you this, because it once again confirms that I have been a total douche bag, but I haven’t had a girlfriend that lasted more than three weeks. The reasons aren’t worth talking about. But, the truth of the matter is, I wasn’t willing to introduce any of the girls I’ve been with to Hannah, which most girls found offensive so we’d break up. That being said, I don’t know what my expectations are in this. I know today, after talking to you last night, I missed you. I worried about you. I wanted to know how it went, if you talked to your brothers. When I didn’t hear back from you at first, I figured you were busy. But as the day went on and I left messages that I thought you were ignoring, I was crushed. I thought you didn’t care enough about me to respond. While at the gym my hurt feelings turned to worrying that something happened to you. I knew I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t come see for myself. I don’t know how this is supposed to work, but today made it pretty clear that I need to hear your voice more than just morning and night.” He linked our fingers together while he was talking. I couldn’t help but squeeze his hand, supporting him as he confessed.
“I need you to know I had mixed feelings about you coming tonight. Half of me is beyond ecstatic that you would drive three hours to check on me.” And just like that my tears started to fall, seriously I spent all last year silently wishing and praying that one of my brothers would show up to check on me. “But Cal, the other half of me is nervous that this is how controlling relationships start. I was still into brat dolls when Sophia and Cody first started dating so I don’t know what it was like. Since I don’t have any experience, I don’t know what it is supposed to be like. I know without a doubt that you wouldn’t hurt me physically but I don’t know what is normal.”
I couldn’t control the tears, they just kept coming. I know with my logical mind that Cal would never want to be a controlling boyfriend. But I also know we are kind of like the blind leading the blind here. He voiced it before I could, “I never want you to think of me as a controlling boyfriend. Sierra, look at me with your beautiful crying eyes. Just so we are clear, I am your boyfriend. I have never needed someone like I need you. After our conversation last night, I just needed to hear your voice; I needed to know you were okay. Even after I knew what happened with your phone, I couldn’t turn around. We needed to have this conversation face to face. We, me and you, get to determine what our normal is. I already know what I feel for you, it hit me fast and it hit me hard. I wasn’t just telling you what I thought you wanted to hear last night. I am willing to do anything to make our relationship successful, I want to show you every day that you are it for me.”
I tried to keep my hands to myself, but I couldn’t. I know we weren’t done having this much-needed conversation, but I had to feel him. I dropped the pillow before lifting to my knees so I could stretch up and kiss his lips as one hand ran up his solid arm and shoulder meeting the other one around his neck. As I held his head firmly against mine in a deep emotional kiss, he lifted me by the hips shifting me around until I was straddling him. Neither of us made moves to progress our make out session, until I got lost in the sensation of him rapidly sucking my lower lip. I don’t know if my pussy matched his sucking or if his sucking matched my pussy; either way the combination of the pulsing quickly progressed our make out session to the next level.
I was frantically trying to remove his tank top, I wanted my hands on his body. I wanted to touch him. I couldn’t get him naked fast enough. It took him a minute to get the picture, but he finally helped me remove his clothes. Before he would allow me to touch him, he was removing mine as well. Once we were both completely naked, side by side on the bed, he rolled me onto my back and rested between my legs.
“We are not done talking Sierra. Being naked with you, it is extremely difficult to have a thoughtful conversation. That said, before we do anything else I need you to know a couple of things. Number one: you are the sexiest woman I have ever been with, you take my breath away. Number two: having your naked body against mine causes all the blood to head south so I am unable to think properly. Number three: there is nothing you could do while naked with me that I won’t fucking love, simply because it is with you; if I fail to tell you that it’s because of the blood flow. Number four: I want to explore your body, if you want to try something specific or don’t want me to do something you need to use words to tell me; I will try to read your body, to learn what gives you the most pleasure, but I will learn faster if you tell me. Last, but not least: I love you, I know it sounds crazy and I know it is fast but it doesn’t make it any less true.” His open mouth kiss is sensual but brief as he moves his kiss down my neck. Leading with his tongue as he traces it down my collarbone before pulling a mouthful into what I know will be a hickey.
My small breasts are vibrating with need, the sucking he is doing on my neck and collarbone I want moved straight to my nipples. Instead he stays right where he is, switching from the left side to the right. It isn’t until he whispers in my ear, “Tell me what you want Sierra. Do you want my mouth somewhere else?” I moan in response trying to tell him that yes, I do want his mouth somewhere else. “Tell me where. I will do anything for you, you just have to ask me for it.”
I was embarrassed, I didn’t know how to ask for it. What if I asked him for something he didn’t like or that made him think I was someone I wasn’t? “I want your mouth and tongue on me. I want you to lick and suck starting with my boobs and working down my body...to my pussy.” A little nerve-wracking but I said it. The instant he took a mouthful of my left breast all those nerves dissipated. His fingers brushed against my wet opening, circling through the moisture causing my lips to swell further. I made eye contact with him as he released my nipple with a loud popping sound. We held eye contact as he slowly inserted one finger at a time.
“You like that? You like when I use my finger to fuck you? You want my tongue to fuck you too? Then you want me to fuck you with my cock? Do you want me to fuck you fast or slow?”
I wasn’t sure if he was expecting an answer, but I was going to give him one. “I love it. I love feeling your fingers fuck me. I can’t wait to feel your tongue fuck me. Then I want you to fuck me hard and fast with your cock. I want to feel you tomorrow when you’re gone. Please Cal, give it to me hard.”
He growled while using the size of his upper body to spread my legs wide. He didn’t stop finger fucking me, he just added his mouth. He alternated between using his tongue and finger to penetrate me. He added a second finger to the first and circled my clit with his tongue until he could feel my orgasm coming. I lost control as it hit me, “Oh god, yes. Oh, don’t stop. Oh fuck. Oh god, Cal. Give me your cock. Please, oh god. Fuck.” At my request, he scrambled up my body and slammed into me with one hard thrust.
He didn’t go slow. He buried his face in my neck as he jacked his hips back and forth; I rotated my hips in perfect sync to his thrusts. His words were whispered almost like prayers as he peppered my neck with kisses. “So fucking perfect.” kiss, “Oh god, it’s never been this good.” kiss. “You are mine.” kiss. “Never going to lose you.” kiss. “Please don’t stop.” kiss. “Oh fuck.” kiss. “I can’t stop, I’m going to cum.” kiss. “Oh god.” kiss. “Cum with me Baby. I can feel your pussy, give it to me.” kiss. “Oh fuck yeah.” His whole body froze as I felt him release inside me.
After coming down from the high he just gave me, it dawned on me once again that he just released inside me. We still haven’t had that conversation. At least I already have a Dr. appointment scheduled so I will just request birth control when I go. He isn’t asleep, but he also isn’t moving off me. His face is still buried in my neck where he is still quietly giving me small kisses every few seconds. I love the closeness but it’s kind of hard to take a deep breath with him on top of me. Running my hand up and down his back I ask him, “You okay Cal?”
“Oh god, I’m sorry. I am squishing you.” He slowly lifts his upper body off me, instantly I miss the comfort of his body. He doesn’t pull out and in this position, I can feel he hasn’t lost his erection either. I watch him as he looks down to where we are still connected. “You feel so fucking good. So, I, umm, I want to do it again.”
I don’t have any objections. I slowly rotate my hips while contracting my pussy as his cock moves with my hips. He reaches for my ankles and pulls them up to rest on his shoulders, it completely changes the angle he slides in and out of me. He goes deeper, he hits that amazing spot inside of me. I can’t help but moan in pleasure and clench my pussy every time he hits it. I try to squeeze him so tight he can’t pull out, I want to keep him there; keeping him in constant contact with my spot. He is teasing me, staying there just long enough to get my pussy to twitch then pulls out. The fourth or fifth time he pulls out after getting me so close, I growl at him and narrow my eyes. I grab hold of his ass and attempt to hold him where I need him, only he’s stronger than me and once again pulls out at the last second. I give up and beg for what I want, “Please Cal, please stay deep inside. Oh fuck yea, like that. Oh god, I am going to cum. Oh god, I’m cumming.” As my orgasm pulses throughout my whole body, I force my eyes to stay open so I could watch his body twitch in release. Once he stopped twitching, he slowly lowers my numb legs to the bed, gently kissing my forehead before pulling away from my body. I would have reached out to hold him to my body if I could have moved any portion of my body. He chuckled as he rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom.
He returned with a warm washcloth that he uses to clean me up before climbing back in beside me. He pulled my body into his and held me with my back to his front, if it weren’t for the constant motion of his hands I would have thought he was asleep. Neither of us spoke for what felt like hours but was probably only minutes. He finally spoke first, “I know we have done this backward, but trust me when I say I will take you on a proper date; I promise.”
In the darkness, I know he couldn’t see my smile but I think he could feel the movement of my cheek as the smile took over my face. “I don’t need a date. I can’t tell you how happy I am right now. Cal, that was amazing, it was what I had hoped for last time. I know we have to get up early in the morning so you can get to work on time, but do you think we can go again before you leave?” I couldn’t help but rotate my hips as I pressed my ass into him.
He quickly grabbed my hip and held it still as he told me, “Already planning on it Babe. Now let’s get some sleep. I know we didn’t finish our conversation from earlier and we will. I just want you to know, I need you. Since I don’t get to have you in my bed every night, I need to be able to talk to you multiple times throughout the day. I don’t need to control what you are doing. I just want to know what you are doing. Do you understand the difference? If I know what you are doing, I won’t worry. Or I won’t worry as much. Can you do that?”
His whisper is calming, he could have asked me for the world and I would have given it to him. Letting him know what I was doing throughout the day was easy.
With zero reservations, I answered, “Of course.”
We didn’t wait until morning to go another round. I had the same dream, the one of us on the beach with all the kids. I woke up from the dream right as she stood up in her little tiny bikini. In the dream her tits were bigger and her ass was rounder, I couldn’t get enough of watching her. It was the sight of her brushing sand off her ass that made my cock twitch even in my sleep. The feel of my dick swelling must have woken Sierra, because her hips were moving and her ass was rubbing me in just the right way. What started out as slowly entering her from behind, while laying on our sides ended with her on all fours and me pounding into her until we both collapsed in a heaving mess.
I couldn’t even gather enough strength to do anything but pass out. Thankfully she passed out with me, so there were no hurt feelings.
We woke up early enough to sneak her back into her dorm room without Hannah noticing she’d been gone. I wasn’t prepared to leave her, thankfully my dad was prepared for that to happen. When I dropped her off at her dorm, I sat in the parking lot and called my dad. It only took two seconds for him to tell me that he had things covered at work and he would see me tomorrow. After hanging up I got to work planning our first date.
I knew I could have called Hannah, but this was just for Sierra and me. I didn’t need help in the planning process, I just needed help in the distracting others process. I wasn’t sure which brother was going to be more helpful. I had to double check with Sierra to see which brother knew most about us.
Me: Miss you already. Quick question, have you talked to either of your brothers about us yet?
My Girl: Yeah. Had dinner with Curtis last night and talked a lot about us.
Me: Love you. You have class until noon, right?
My Girl: Yeah. Then I have my Dr. appt. 12:30
Me: Where is it?
My Girl: On campus
Me: Will you call me when done?
My Girl: Of course! Gotta run. Love you.
It was almost 7:30 now. I had approximately five hours to plan our first date. First things first, I need to check back into the hotel. Then I needed to shop. Presents, I needed to buy her presents.
Four hours later, I had successfully shopped. I found the mall but rather than going in, I drove around to the stores that surrounded it. One parking lot and I was able to hit a sporting goods store, bed and bath store, antique store and book store. At the sporting goods store I got her new running gear; thankfully Steve knew her shoe size and preferred brand of gear. At the bed and bath store, I got her new comfy slipper shoes; the same ones my mom loves. I’ve seen girls wearing them with leggings so I don’t know if they are slippers or shoes, hopefully she’ll like them. I was just wasting time when I went into the antique store, I didn’t figure I would find anything that I thought she would like. I was wrong, I found an old silver ID bracelet with a scrolled S engraved. Finding the beautiful bracelet was cool, but then to pick it up and see the letter S engraved caused chills throughout my body. Last stop was the book store. I started out in the self-help relationship section and I ended up in the romantic comedy section. I found two women who, if I had to guess, were drinking something other than water in their fancy ass water bottles because they were giggling like twelve-year-old girls. I can’t complain, they took pity on me and helped guide me to a few of their favorites. I had 4 books: Pucked by Helena Hunting; Axel, Corps Security by Harper Sloan; Until November by Aurora Rose Reynolds and Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss. One of the ladies looked at me with a completely straight face and said, “You know, all of these books are just the first in a series. If you really want her to love you, go get her kindle and down load the remaining books in each of those series. I guarantee if you do that, she will marry you, if not I can give you my number. I am currently married, but with a gift like that, I could very easily be persuaded to leave my husband.”
Her friend smacked her in the arm and informed me, “No she won’t. She’s not leaving her husband, she’s married to my brother. Good luck. If she doesn’t like the books, I would reconsider whether she’s worth the time or effort.” They were giggling as they walked off. I wasn’t sure if I should be scared or thankful. I thought to myself, maybe I should read one before I give them to her.
My last stop before heading back to the hotel was a greeting card store. Thankfully they offered a gift-wrapping service which I took full advantage of while I looked for a card that said all the right things. I couldn’t find one, so instead I bought one with a beautiful sunset on the outside that was blank on the inside. I figured I could just write what I wanted it to say.
Back at the hotel I showered and prepared the room for when we returned from our date. Surprisingly, it took longer to shower than it did to write in her card. I propped the card up in between a couple of the presents before walking out to go get my girl.
I still hadn’t told her I didn’t head home. Instead, I sent Curtis a text message letting him know I was in town to see her. We exchanged a few messages back and forth. He agreed to keep my presence a secret from Steve and Hannah. Which meant he had to claim responsibility for Sierra for the day. I reassured him I would gladly cover his responsibility. I kept myself from telling him I would gladly take over the responsibility for the rest of my life, instead I told him I had to be back to working tomorrow at noon, so I would see that she made it to her first class before heading out.
I timed it perfectly, I was standing outside the clinic when she walked out. She was busy looking at her phone, which I assume she’d had on silent while she was in with the doctor. I knew she got my message when her head popped up and she started frantically looking around.
Me: I couldn’t leave. I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done. Can I please take you on our first official date?
She smiled the smile that makes my knees weak when her eyes found me. I stepped toward her and she launched herself into my arms. This time, unlike last night, I was completely aware of our surroundings. Instead of holding her by the ass, I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her to me. I didn’t realize she was crying until I felt the tears on my neck and shoulder. I didn’t bother trying to ask her questions, I just kept her in my arms and carried her to my truck. I carefully loaded her in, then quickly ran around to the driver side where I took hold of her hand as soon as I climbed in beside her.
It took less than a minute for me to realize I didn’t care about the date I planned. I didn’t want to take her out in public, I wanted to go straight back to the hotel room where I could hold her while she cried. Where I could hold her while she told me why she was crying. Where I could hold her until it was all better. Before I pulled out of the parking lot I asked her if she had already eaten lunch. While still crying, she admitted she hadn’t eaten. After hearing that, I decided to head toward a taco truck I had seen at the edge of campus when I pulled in. I didn’t figure she would feel much like sitting in a restaurant, nor would she want typical fast food. I pulled in along-side the taco truck and told her to wait while I got us some lunch.
I pretty much ordered one of everything. The food off these things was always amazing, usually cheap, and never enough to fill me up. She jumped out of the truck to help me when she caught sight of me with the three bags of food and one bag of bottled drinks. I could see the tears had dried, but her eyes were still red and puffy. She climbed back into the truck and I handed her the food bags and set the bag full of drinks on the floorboard by her feet. Once I was back in the truck, I finally told her why I was still there and what I had been planning. “Obviously, I didn’t head home today. I called my dad after I dropped you off this morning. Apparently, he figured that would happen and already had my work shift covered. I spent today planning a date, a real date for the two of us. I already let Curtis know, so nobody will be looking for you. I hadn’t been planning on taking you back to the hotel this early, because I was afraid if we went there we wouldn’t leave the bed; we probably wouldn’t even talk much either. But Honey, I hadn’t expected for you to be this emotional. At this point, I want you to decide whether we carry on with the date or if we take our lunch back to the hotel.”
The tears started again as I was talking. My heart rate increased at the sight of her tears. I didn’t want her to feel bad about crying, but I really had no clue what to do about all the tears. Growing up with Hannah, she didn’t cry very often so when she did it was super uncomfortable to be around. I haven’t known Sierra all that long, but I’ve seen or heard her cry more in the last couple of weeks than I have seen or heard from Hannah in the last couple of years. “I don’t know what you had planned, but there is a nice park about 3 miles south of campus that is usually quiet. Maybe we could go there to eat, then make a decision about the rest.”
After telling her that was perfect, she told me how to get there. She was right. The place was empty, which I would guess had to do with the temperature outside along with the fact that it was the middle of the day so kids were likely still in school. Neither of us were really dressed warm enough to spend much time outside, but it didn’t stop us from trying. She didn’t eat much and I ate fast, so we weren’t out there very long.
With food in our bellies and the heat blasting in the truck, I turned to her and saw a completely different version of the woman I love. The tears were gone, the puffy eyes were no longer puffy, and she was smiling. I still wanted her to be the decision maker, just because the tears were gone didn’t mean the emotions weren’t sitting right there under the surface. “What would you like to do? I was hopeful that I could surprise you with our first official date, but so far things haven’t gone according to plan. I can let you know what I’d planned and you can tell me one way or the other if it is something you want to do.”
“I’m sorry to ruin our first date. Did you plan something that can be rescheduled?” I could hear the sadness in her voice as she asked the question.
“Of course. We can do it anytime. It doesn’t have to be done today. Do you want to just head back to the hotel?” I didn’t want to do something if she wasn’t going to enjoy it.
“If that’s okay. I just don’t want to ruin the date by being over emotional. Maybe I’m just tired and need a nap.” I could see she had already visibly relaxed at the idea that she didn’t have to be seen in public.
With the decision made, we ran back to her dorm so she could grab another change of clothes. She also left another message for my sister so she wouldn’t worry. I waited in the truck on the off-chance Hannah showed up at their room. I felt bad avoiding her but I really didn’t want to share my time with Sierra. Maybe after we’ve had more time alone I’ll feel differently about sharing her.
When I saw Sierra heading toward my truck, I got out and opened her door. This time, I pulled her into my body and kissed her hard before helping her into the truck. I didn’t mean to start anything, I just needed her to feel what I do. She didn’t ask any questions which told me she did feel it.
Once back at the hotel I checked in with the concierge to see if he could get us a couples massage. He took our room number and let us know someone would be by the room with bathrobes and information on our appointments. Just like that, our first date was back to being more than just getting in bed together. We made our way to our room and before either of us could flop down on the bed, there was a knock on the door. The bathrobes were still warm and the delivery guy let us know they had two masseuses that would be up in approximately twenty minutes.
I had never had a professional massage before, I’d tried once but ended up having sex with the masseuse instead. Ever since then, I have been hesitant to get one. I figured the whole couples aspect of this would prevent the masseuse from coming onto me. It was a real kick in the gut when I opened the door and found two men standing there with the portable massage tables. Sierra blushed the second she caught sight of the two guys. I’m not sure why the fuck she was blushing but it wasn’t making this any easier for me.
It took them a few minutes to get the tables set up. The taller of the two instructed us we could be completely naked under our robes or we could strip down to our underwear, whichever we were more comfortable with. I took Sierra by the hand and led her to the bathroom. Once locked inside I began undressing myself, I was standing in my boxers before she had even taken her top off. Finally, I looked at her and she was suddenly nervous. I raised a questioning eyebrow at which point she told me, “I have to get naked, I am only wearing a thong.” At which point she showed me what she was wearing, it was bad either way. I didn’t like the thought of either of those guys touching her while she was naked nor did I like the thought of either of them seeing her in the sexiest fucking thing I have ever had the privilege of seeing. She made the final decision, to go naked.
A few minutes later we were both face down on the most comfortable portable massage tables ever. Sierra was snoring within minutes and I wasn’t too far behind her. The massages lasted 45 minutes, when the two guys were finished Sierra moved from the table to the bed where she promptly passed right back out. I tipped both guys very well. Despite my initial reservation about them touching Sierra they were both truly professionals that did what they could to make us both feel comfortable.
I only let her sleep for a few minutes because I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. I knew she was naked under the robe and I wanted to feel her nakedness. I wanted to touch her and I wanted her hands on me. So, before she could really crash, I slid into the bed behind her and wrapped myself around her. Before I could get too comfortable or too horny, she turned so we were face to face. She pushed me onto my back and snuggled into my side, draping one leg over mine and resting her cheek on my bare chest. She fit there perfectly, our bodies were made to fit together like two pieces of a puzzle.
She ran her fingers up and down my abs. Normally, her touching me like that would turn me on to the point of no return, this time it calmed me in ways I have never felt before. I imagine she could feel my body respond because she began talking shortly after the calmness took over my body. “I thought I was going into my appointment today with an open mind. I thought I knew what was going to happen. I thought I was prepared. Reality wasn’t close to what I thought was going to happen. By the time it was all said and done, it was determined by the doctor that I have PTSD that was never dealt with from losing my parents and sister. The loss of my grandma probably added to it. The hardship of last year followed by the loss of my grandpa tipped me further into it. They gave me several options in terms of medication, but when I also requested birth control the doctor back tracked on some of the options. I almost got the impression that he didn’t want to prescribe two medications at the same time. He gave me several options to choose from for counseling. I opted to wait on the anti-depressants until after I try counseling. They gave me birth control that I can start taking as soon as I start my next period. I was feeling overwhelmed and seeing you standing there just allowed me to let go for a bit.” At that admission, her tears came back, softly this time. “I haven’t had that freedom to feel my feelings in a long time. I know my brothers would do anything for me if I asked. It has taken almost 5 months for them to accept me crying. I didn’t used to cry like this, but ever since we lost grandpa it has gotten worse.”
Before I responded I pulled her even closer to my body while rubbing my hand up and down her back. “Can I confess?” I felt her nod her head against my chest, “I used to call for my mom anytime Hannah would cry when I was around. I didn’t know what to say or do. I don’t know that much has changed, I don’t know what to say or do when you cry either. But I do know I would do anything to make it better for you and I never want to walk away from you when you are crying. I want to be your safe place, the place to cry when you are sad, the place you celebrate when you are happy, the place you always feel unconditional love and acceptance. I’ve said it before, I know it’s crazy how fast I fell for you, but it’s true. I am crazy in love you with Sierra. The happy times, the sad times, and all the times in between.”
“I don’t know what to say. I haven’t felt this kind of love and acceptance since my mom was alive. I know my brothers would do anything to protect me and I know they love me, but sometimes it feels like I am more of an obligation than something they actually want. That makes them sound like bad guys and they aren’t, I promise. But I know if it weren’t for me being here, Curtis would transfer or drop out in a heartbeat. At this point, I know I am an after-thought for Steve. Please don’t think I am complaining about that, because I’m not. I want the relationship he’s building with Hannah to be strong and last forever; I don’t however, want to be the third wheel simply because he feels the need to be protective of me.” She turned until her chin was resting on my chest and she was looking at me directly. She began speaking again once she made eye contact with me, “I am 98% sure I am going to drop out after the semester. If it weren’t for Hannah, I would drop out today. But I don’t want to leave her in the middle of the semester and have her get a late transfer roommate. You know what late transfers mean right? They tried a different school and didn’t like it so they transfer here. I would hate for Hannah to get stuck with one of them. If she knows now, she can request a single room for next semester. Curtis isn’t going to be shocked but Steve is going to have issues with it. I don’t care though. I will figure something out. Sorry, now I’m just rambling.”
“Honey, you don’t have to apologize. I will always listen. Okay that’s not true, I will always try to listen.” She chuckled with me, which was what I was hoping for. I know she is still putting a lot of pressure on herself and honestly, I hate knowing she is doing it. “Do you think going to counseling is going to change your opinion?”
“Unfortunately, I don’t think anything could change my mind. Maybe I’ll be ready in a few years to do the school thing, but until then I really think I should start figuring out what I am going to do.” Her eyes were no longer connected with mine, now they were darting up and down my chest and abs. She slowly traced her lips with her tongue and seeing the wet pinkness circling her plump lips was too much. My cock was hard within seconds. There was no hiding it, it was standing proud trying to get her attention. She started by using her tongue to trace a path for her mouth to follow. When she sucked hard on my small right nipple I reached for her ass.
Before she would allow me to move her she asked, “Have you ever considered getting your nipples pierced?” I was too turned on to have a conversation with her so I simply grunted before pulling her leg all the way across my body so she was straddling me. She was already slick with arousal and quickly lined herself up with my hard cock. She didn’t go slow, she slammed herself down hard and fast, before slowly lifting and repeating the process. Before we reached the brink, she lifted off me and slid down between my legs. She ran her pink wet tongue from the base of my cock all the way to the tip where she circled and then flicked her tongue. She wasn’t shy about taking as much as she could, when I hit the back of her throat and she gagged, she pulled back for a second before trying again. I couldn’t get enough of her mouth making love to my cock. I finally sat up enough to reach her knee, once I got hold of her I quickly had her pussy in my face while she continued licking and sucking my cock.
I had never been a fan of eating pussy. Her pussy was the exception, I couldn’t get enough of her salty, sweet taste. I grabbed both ass cheeks to hold her steady against my mouth, I buried my tongue into her darting in and out as quickly as I could. She paused in sucking me off to moan out her appreciation. Having just her hand stroking me allowed me to put more effort into eating her. When I added two fingers into her tight pussy, she circled her hips chasing her release. I wiggled my tongue on her clit before I sucked it into my mouth. She lost control of her body as her orgasm crashed. She was no longer stroking me, she was busy trying to hold herself up, with both hands on the mattress alongside my hips. With very little grace she rolled off me onto her back, I slowly stood up and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed where I was standing. With little concern for anything other than being buried deep inside her pussy I told her just that, “I’m going deep, tell me now if you aren’t ready.”
Instead she begged, “Please Cal, fuck me. I’m ready.” I did just that, I slammed balls deep in one stroke. I lifted one leg to my shoulder and held onto her as I pulled her further off the bed. I pulled until her hips were free of the edge, then rotated her lower body, I pushed the leg that wasn’t on my shoulder between my legs. I could fuck her deep, deeper than any other position. Her pussy was so perfect I didn’t even want to pull out even knowing I was slamming right back in. I could feel the pulsing of her upcoming orgasm and couldn’t hold back. We reached bliss together, it was fucking perfect, life altering perfect.
I knew in that moment she was the one, I just had to figure out how to ask her brothers.