Chapter 8
“What’s it going to take?”
Dylan
Tonight of all nights Shane wants to go out. He’s all about business and making money and I can appreciate that, but I was hoping for a slightly different ending to this crazy day. Hell, just the other night we met up with a buddy of his that is putting his art in some gallery down town and he offered Shane a spot on the wall too. Priced to sell, and we’re not talking peanuts here. This is the real deal. So Shane asked me to come along with him just to be an extra set of ears since I am familiar with some legality from growing up with my uncle who is an attorney. Businesses have been hiring my uncle for years and I have learned a good bit about random things here and there. So of course I agreed to go with him even though I knew nothing about art work.
Tonight however, is pure down time and Shane asked me to come along. Well, that is until he meets up with one of his fuck buddies till morning. Since Maddox and Jen wanted to go home and Lilly is going to be sore, plus Sill was going to come but his new boyfriend doesn’t like to come around us for some stupid reason, so that leaves us. Anyway here we are, and who is our bartender tonight… Tom the fucking pervert that’s who. This is going to be interesting; maybe I can take some frustration out on his face later since a punching bag isn’t an option at the moment. “The usual?” Shane asks me and I nod.
“Two crown and cokes.” Shane orders while I push his money aside and toss a fifty on the table. “Thanks man.” He says while putting his money back in his wallet before turning to me. “So what’s up with you and my sister?” He wastes no time in getting straight to the point, but honestly I knew it was coming. I chuckle as Tom slides our drinks to us and gives me a dirty look. “I’m not sure actually.” I answer honestly and look over to him. He nods and takes a drink. “She’s been acting weird all week.” He pauses and pulls the straw out of his glass and tosses it on the table. “Really?” I ask and he laughs. “Well, she stares at you when you’re in the room and you do the same right back. I mean I was born but obviously it wasn’t yesterday.” I laugh because honestly we weren’t really subtle come to think about it. “I know, I know, it’s just that we are attracted to each other, we just click, and I think she is afraid for you to find out. Plus I’d hate to lose a brother if this shit didn’t work out.” I admit as I take in half of my drink that tastes as if there is no alcohol even in it, Tom, that fucker I swear his day is coming. Shane pauses and then looks to me. “We’ve known each other for a while now Dylan and I know you’re a decent guy. Like a brother even, but I can’t say who Lilly can go out with. That fucker Brandon treated her like shit and I could’ve killed him, still might one day, but in the end it’s her decision. I just want her to be happy. My parents would want her to be happy. So if you think you can do that for her then have at it. But if there is any doubt in your head, then stop. Don’t put her through anything she doesn’t deserve.” He finishes and then downs the rest of his drink. Which makes me question myself. I mean I know what my history with women must look like to Shane because his isn’t fucking stellar either, but it’s not like I didn’t look for something to hang onto. It was just never there. Some women have a way with leading you to believe that they are this wonderful prize, but after a while their true colors come out and they aren’t who you really thought they were going to be. Lilly is not that case and I find myself thinking that she will get scooped up soon and it would kill me if I had to watch some other man step in where I would like to start. “What if it just doesn’t work and we both tried?” I find myself ask out loud probably more to myself than Shane but none the less his input might help, and he shrugs. “Then be adults about it.” He replies as if it’s no big deal.
“So what are you going to do?” He asks me. “I don’t know yet.” I answer honestly while he checks his phone. “Well, for the record, I won’t be going home tonight, just sayen, and my ride is picking me up in about ten minutes.” His approval means a lot but still my mind is going in every direction right now. “Thanks man.” I tell him and his hand claps the back of my shoulder. “She is my baby sister, don’t forget that.” He adds and I laugh. “Point taken.” I assure him as he motions for two more drinks. “Where’re you headed?” I ask. “No place important, just somewhere to pass the time.” In translation, my prediction was spot on and he’s hooking up with someone who is just a casual fuck.
“I heard Lilly say something about Everly coming down in like two days or something.” He stops and looks over to me. After a moment he doesn’t say anything, he just shakes his head and picks up his drink. Rumor has it that something happened between those two at one point but now, their feelings towards each other are like a war with cannons going off , and you don’t want to get caught in the cross fire. “I just thought I’d give you a heads up if no one else did already.” I add. “Thanks, but I could honestly care less.” He tells me as he slides his small empty glass to Tom, then gets up and grabs his phone. “My rides here.” He announces before leaving. “Alright, see you later brother, thanks for the talk.” I tell him and he nods. “Yep.” Then he’s gone.
So that leaves me here alone, confused, and well maybe a little pissed off too as Tom comes over to get Shane’s empty glass. “Drinks are a little weak tonight.” I say loud enough that he can hear me. “What’s wrong did Lilly toss you to the curb already?” He replies which causes me to be on the brink of snapping within a split second. What the fuck… to say something like that to me! Dude must either have a set of brass fucking balls or he’s just the stupidest fucker alive. When I stand I tower over him and I can feel the veins ready to explode in my neck. “Just because there is a bar in between us doesn’t mean you’re safe.” “What are you going to do? There are cameras everywhere, and besides it isn’t my fault that you are just a big dumb tattooed freak who Lilly probably got bored with. Let’s face it she needs someone smart and normal in her life, not someone who probably can’t even spell his own name.” He finishes with a chuckle.
I see red. Like a veil of darkness come over me as I grab his head and slam it into the bar. It happens so fast as the glass he was holding shatters on the floor. “Let’s face it, you’re a momma’s boy with no common sense, and if you so much as look at Lilly again or even say her name for that matter…I’ll fucking kill you.” I push down on his head even harder as he appears to be wide eyed and listening… or he is ready to pass out. Either way I am getting my point across before I leave here. So I get a little closer as the gasps can be heard from around the bar. “I’ve killed before and I promise you it will hurt.” I finish and then let him back up as Jim the owner comes running out. “What the hell’s going on out here Dylan?” I look over to him calmly but still ready to kill as Tom holds his hand on the side of his face and looks like he is ready to cry. “He was talking shit on Lilly.” Now I know Jim and he knows all about Armed and Inked and the things they have done for the community. We’ve actually teamed up to help out people in need and different organizations before so he sees the kind of people we are and that we don’t start trouble unless it arrives at our door first.
One look at me, then to Tom, and his mind is made up. “You fucking dumb ass. Get out of here and go the fuck home.” He tells Tom which causes me to laugh. Tom doesn’t even look at me as he grabs his stuff from under the bar and walks towards the back. “I’m sorry Dylan, but next time just tell me first okay.” “I’m pretty certain there won’t be a next time. I think he got the message.” I tell him and he nods in agreement. “Let’s hope so, I’m sure his mother will be calling my phone here in about 15 minutes.” He says as he shakes his head in disbelief. “Are we good, or do I have to wait for the cops?” I ask because I know how these things normally go. Not that I get into trouble a lot but I’ve had a conversation with a cop a time or two. “No, you can go. That kid has to learn to watch his mouth; I just hope you didn’t knock the last of his brain cells too loose.” He says with a nervous laugh. “Thanks Jim.” “Don’t mention it.”
Tonight I welcome the cool wind as it hits my face. I could have cracked that mother fuckers head like a melon, but I had to refrain. I like my freedom too much, but hopefully he knows now not to fuck around with people. As I try to shake the anger I find myself in front of A&I. I take a deep breath and blow it out as I attempt to figure out what I’m going to do. So I check the time, and its way past midnight. Usually we don’t even bother to go out on Saturday nights because we are all too damn tired, but after what just happened and the talk I had with Shane…I’m nowhere near ready to go to bed. I could go to the gym since I have a key to get in and lift weights or hit the heavy bag until I collapse. Or, I could go for a long walk home and just leave my truck here. Who knows, maybe the cool air will do me some good so my brain can stop jumping from one thing to the next.
However, as I stand here leaning against the building I find that none of those options will fix what’s really bothering me, because all I really want is to just see her. Not at work, not in a bar, and not around a million people. Only us. I want to touch her while knowing that it doesn’t matter what anyone else in the fucking world thinks. I want to kiss her and not worry about a damn thing other than making her smile. She’s what I look forward to everyday now, and I feel the need to see what fate has in store.
More determined than ever I decide go with my gut and climb the stairs. Not really sure what’s going to come of this but needing to take the chance, I knock. A whole new set of uncertainties come over me, but what’s life if you aren’t willing to jump every now and then, right. Hell, I’ve faced death head on in the desert and remained at peace with that possibility, but yet what lies behind this door has me all fucked up inside. My stomach is seriously tied in fucking knots here as I stare at the grey steel door in front of me.
Maybe she doesn’t want to see me. Maybe she looked through the peep hole and decided I wasn’t worth opening the door for. So I hold on to what’s left of my pride I knock again. “I’m coming, dammit.” I hear her say as the sound of footsteps get closer.
The chain to the door drops against the wood and the knob lock clicks. I’ve never been more nervous about a woman before and honestly I don’t know how to handle it. Until she opens the door. Any doubt I just had is fucking gone as she stands before me with her hair up in a messy ponytail and a short soft fuzzy looking robe on, because now I know exactly what I want.
“Dylan.” She looks surprised. “What are you doing here?” Her question sounds sweet and genuinely interested. I chance a step inside towards her and she backs up to let me in. “Do you always answer the door like this?” I gesture to her clothes. She looks down and then pulls the robe even tighter as if she wanted to make sure nothing was showing. “No, usually I don’t get people knocking at my door…” She checks the clock on the wall. “…after midnight.” She says and then closes the door. “Where’s Shane?” “He’s going to be occupied till morning.” I follower her into the kitchen as she reaches up to get a cup out of the cabinet and I see more of the backs of her legs as the robe lifts slightly. God, she has no idea what she does to me. “Ah, what happened to your plans then?” She asks as she fills her cup with water and sips it while turning around and leaning against the counter. “Funny thing occurred tonight.” I begin as I move to stand in front of her and her eyes zero in on mine. “Yeah, like what?” Her sarcasm makes me laugh as she sits her cup down and grips the edge of the counter. “Oh, like your brother and I talking about you…and me.” Her eyes go wide. “No.” “Oh yes baby. He knows.” I confirm as I crack a smile from the look on her face “What…what did you tell him?” After she asks she holds her bottom lip captive between her teeth and her hands come to rest on my chest. Will she push me away…maybe, but my bet is that she wants this just as much as I do. “Nothing much really, just that I like you and that I’m pretty sure you’re crazy about me.” I decide to have a little fun as she rolls her eyes playfully. “So, what did he say?” The anticipation builds with every question she asks. “He just wants you to be happy Lilly.” I give in while she lets out a breath and seems to relax against me with my answer. So I lean in and take advantage of her soft exposed neck and kiss her as I breathe in the scent of her shampoo that smells like berries. Then I move up towards her ear and kiss her again. She tilts her head to give me more room just like earlier and I swear I could taste her all fucking day. “Well, tell me Lilly…what do you want?” My question is desperate but direct because we need to finally be clear about this. I lean back to see that she has a beautiful smile on her face as she looks up to me. My heart is going fucking crazy as I wait for her answer. I’m on the fucking edge and I need to know what to do. If I have to leave it might just kill me. Lord knows a bullet couldn’t stop me but hearing a real answer come out of her mouth could very well break me. “You Dylan, I want you. I want to see what this is.” Something inside of me shifts gears as if I’ve been waiting for her to tell me that since the moment we’ve meant. I can finally breathe now.
“Me too.” I tell her only a second before she pulls herself into me and kisses me hard. “Come back to my room.” She says in between the kisses she places down my neck as her hands lift my shirt and begin to slide down my stomach to the button of my jeans. I chuckle at her eagerness. “I mean we can wait if you want?” I give her the option because it’s my last-ditch effort in being a gentleman, after this I make no promises of being polite and she stops to looks at me with a raised brow. “Yeah I think you’re right, maybe we should.” She calls my bluff as a playful grin gives her real answer away and she steps back away from me. When she unties her robe I all but lose it right here, because underneath her fuzzy diversion lies what truly awakens every cell in my body. Nothing but a loose cut off tank top that only appears to cover her tits, but fails at that even because I can make the outline of her hard nipples and the curve of the bottoms as they peer out below the frayed edge of the fabric. Below that lies nothing, no panties, nothing. I think my heart just stopped. Her skin so pale and so smooth and her side now covered with the dark outline of beautiful flowers as it trails down to her hip. “Fuck me.” I manage as I grip my chest to check my own heartbeat. “Well, that was kinda the idea, but since you want to wait, I guess I’ll just go to bed now.” She closes her robe all innocently. “Yeah, that isn’t fucking happening.” I say as I take a step towards her and she laughs while the need I have to touch her takes over. “Do you always sleep like this?” I need to know for my own sanity and she shakes her head. “No, quite the opposite actually. I usually have underwear on and a real shirt at least if not shorts too. It’s just my side hurts to touch it so I was left without any other choice.” She finishes with a shrug, and I feel like the luckiest man alive right now.
Down the hall we stumble as she leads the way. In her dimly lit room we still close the door as I practically tear my shirt off and kick my shoes to the side. The fuzzy robe is tossed to the floor as I reach for the piece of fabric she calls a shirt and rip that right the fuck off too, as she becomes greedy with feeling my arms and chest. It’s when her nails dig in a little bit that I realize I can’t hold back any longer. The energy between us is insane; waiting even this long was torcher. Fuck we could have been like this from day one and I’m sure it still would have been this intense. There’s just a connection.
Her hands struggle with my jeans but I waste no time in pulling them down and off. My dick springs to life, and her eyes stare as she licks her lips at the shiny silver piercing that goes through the head. “Fuck, this is going to be quick.” I warn her breathlessly as I roll on a rubber. It’s just way too intense and anticipated to go all night, but that doesn’t mean that a couple more rounds aren’t in our near future as well.
When I lay her back on the bed I make sure to be easy with her side, because I know that shit fucking hurts. Even though she is being a trooper about it I still never want to hurt her. Then things seem to slow down a notch as I hold myself up above her and stare into her beautiful eyes. Her hands cup the sides of my face and she smiles before lifting her head up to kiss me. “It’s okay Dylan.” She whispers, and I think she knows that this is going to change everything between us now. This isn’t a casual hook up; this isn’t a one and done kind of thing. I’m fucking hooked and we both know the consequences. But all of that is thrown to the wind as her legs hook behind me and she pulls me in. I feel like a teenager all over again in the backseat of my first truck. I’m nervous and I don’t want to screw this up.
When I slid inside of her I instantly feel surrounded as her eyes close and she sucks in air through her teeth. I know she loves the feel of me as I begin to move so painfully slow. Her hips rock against mine with every thrust. As I lick the swell of her breasts she lets out a soft moan and I feel her grip me even tighter. I’ve found my new obsession, and I’ll never be sorry for it.
Her nails scrape the skin on my back and her body moves seamlessly along with mine. Our rhythm gets a little faster and our bodies begin to shake. I know I’m close. “Lilly, come for me baby.” I demand because her release will be the beginning of mine. “Dylan” her weary eyes focus on me and she arches up with her heels dug into the bed. So I grab hold of her knees and push them up as drive in harder each time. Her hands grip the sheets and in a matter of seconds I’m a goner.
After a minute of catching our breaths, while lying on the bed with her rolled on her good side next to me, I regret having to move. “Let’s get cleaned up and I’ll help you put more ointment on your new ink.” I offer as I look down to her and she lets out a tired groan. Leaning over I kiss the top of her head. “Come on, and then we’ll get some sleep, I promise.” I tell her and she smiles even though her eyes are closed and she looks happily sated.
The cleanup process is rather quick as we take turns in the bathroom. When I finish I come back in the bedroom to see her standing in front of her long mirror fixing her hair back up into a neater ponytail. So I step up behind Lilly to wrap my arms around her and she looks at my reflection while continuing to smile. She doesn’t bother to cover herself up like some women do; instead she appears to be confident with herself, and I like that about her. Plus I’m finding that I like being the one to make her light up the way she is right now.
“Turn around so I can put this stuff on your side and then you can get some sleep.” I offer with a kiss to her cheek. When she faces me I notice her eyes trail all over my chest and study me. “Did this one hurt?” She asks as she reaches up and touches the blue and green Lotus flower on my neck with two skulls behind it, while her finger trails so softly down and around my throat to the other side. Her touch alone I don’t know if I can ever get enough of, but I smile at the look of seriousness on her face, like she is thinking about pain on a different level now. “Oh it did, but it’s worth the pain, at least I think so anyhow. What about you?” I ask as I try to memorize her naked body while she stands in front of me. Then I begin to spread the stuff from the tube along her raised skin as gently as possible as she sucks in air through her teeth from my touch. “Damn, that’s sore! Ask me again in about a week or so.” She admits which causes me to huff out a laugh. “I’m sorry, but at least this will help. Then it will scab and get all better.” I try to reassure her because I know its miserable, especially one of this size.
“There, all set.” I tell her as she moves her arm back down to her side. “Ready for bed?” I ask her. “You gonna stay with me?” She asks as she steps to me and places a kiss on my chest. “Only if you want me to.” My hand hooks around the back of her neck and I secretly hope she won’t turn me away. “I’d like that.” Her answer is sealed with a kiss just to show her how much I’d rather stay then have to go.
Her bed however leaves some room to be desired as we crawl in and get comfortable. No clothes, just skin to skin we lay side by side as she curls back into me. The perfect ending to a really long day.