The days after Christmas were marked by quiet passion. When Mom was at work during the day, we spent our time discovering new ways to give each other pleasure. And when Mom was home in the mornings and evenings, we were so satisfied and comfortable with each other that she never suspected our secret. After Mom went to bed, John would slip under the sheets and hold me while we slept.The morning after Christmas, I told John about the situation with Holly. He was concerned that our secret hadn't lasted more than few days, but I was able to reassure him she wouldn't tell anyone else unless we said she could.I planned on calling Jules the day after Christmas to tell her about my change in status, but when my thumb hovered over her contact, I couldn't make myself press it. When I imagined telling her about John, everything about it felt wrong. And I didn't understand my own feelings about it enough to share them with John.Jules certainly had no problem sharing every detail of her encount
"I really am. I haven't seen Jenna in a long time and we're both looking forward to catching up. I think the last time we had a visit was when she'd given Steph a graduation party.""Has it been that long?" I asked, tucking my hair behind my ear and flipping the meatloaf. "I could've sworn you mentioned something more recently.""I've run into her a few times, but we travel in different circles. I've always liked her, though.""She always asks about you and not in the generic, polite way. The last time I saw her, she wanted me to help fix you up with someone," I said, glancing at her with an amused grin."Don't you go there, Kate, I'll find someone when I'm good and ready," she said with her finger pointed at me, but I noticed her blush."Is there anything you want to tell me?""No, there's nothing to tell," she said, but wouldn't look me in the eyes."I'll ask around at the party, maybe someone's looking for a date for New Year's Eve."She compressed her lips and shook her head, but
When I turned, I touched his cheek and smiled. "Thank you. Don't worry about tonight. Just let go and have fun with her, and whatever happens, I'll be fine. You can give me all the details when we get home.""If you say so," he said, still not sounding convinced. After he shut the front door and locked it behind us, he asked, "You want the front seat?""No, you've got longer legs and Mom's car doesn't have much room in the back."I climbed in behind Mom and John went around to the passenger's seat. After turning on the heater to full blast, Mom rubbed her arms. "I miss summer.""Maybe we could go see the beach near Norfolk during spring break," I suggested."Oh, that would be so much fun."John got in and shut the door. "What would be?""Kate just suggested that we go to the beach near Norfolk during spring break."He grinned and winked at me. "That sounds wonderful. I forget what being warm feels like.""I'll mention it to Susan. Maybe we can all save up and get a beach house togethe
Mom came up and slipped her hand through my arm. "Let's go get this party started!"I managed to put on a happy face as we went into their large living room. But it got harder as I watched Steph introducing John to our friends, and I left Mom near the bar to go join them. When I walked up, Carol squealed and hugged me."Kate! I've missed you so much. How have you been?"She'd cut her hair since she'd moved away. Reaching up to touch her short locks, I said, "Your hair looks great! I've been fine. How's Brown?""I love it. Campus life has been so much fun. I've even met someone," she replied, holding her hand up conspicuously."Holy shit!" I cried, pulling her hand closer to examine the diamond on her ring finger. "You're getting married?" The diamond was bigger than my pinky nail."Not until after we graduate, but he said he didn't want me getting away.""Congrats!" I said, pulling her in for another hug. "Did you bring him home for the holidays?""Not this year. We agreed to have one
"You don't understand. She's got enough credits to transfer now and in the last few days she's been talking non-stop about finishing her degree at Old Dominion."I felt my mouth dry up. "Are you serious?""As a heart attack," she replied, taking another long drag before stomping out the butt. "And you know she can afford to do it.""What am I going to do?""What you should have done! Christ, Kate, just fucking tell her already. You can't let her find out some other way. It's cruel and that's not like you at all.""I don't want to spoil her night. I'll tell her tomorrow. Will you come with me?""If she finds out I knew all this time, she'll kill me. Let's go back inside. I'm freezing."After we made our way back inside, I lost Holly in the crowd while I worried about what she'd said. Another glass of champagne found its way into my hand and I looked for a place to sit and think. The music was playing again and I couldn't see John anywhere, so I sat down in an empty chair near the firep
"This is Jules! Leave me a message."Nausea made my mouth feel slick as I dropped the call before it could beep again. After the party I'd assumed the sense of foreboding I felt would go away, but if anything it had gotten worse.John looked up from reading at his end of the couch. "She still won't pick up?""No.""You've been a nervous wreck since the party. Why don't you talk to me about it? I won't try to give you advice this time, I'll just listen.""I would if I thought it'd help," I said. We'd had our first, really ugly fight the day after the party. Mom had gone to work and he kept trying to come up with ideas to fix everything. That's when it became really obvious how little we knew each other.My friendship with Steph went back years, but I'd allowed the crazy lust I'd felt for my cousin destroy it in a single evening. Holly lost her best friend, all because I'd been too scared everyone else would find out what a freak I was. Someone had to have told Jules, because she'd stop
My phone rang just as things were coming to a head. "Fuck!""Just ignore it," he said, his breath tickling me as he spoke."I can't," I groaned. "What if it's Mom coming home early?" He let me up and I went back to the couch to get my phone. I looked at the picture and said, "Holly." I pressed the button and said, "Hey.""Could I please come over and talk?" she asked. "I'm losing my mind right now.""Of course, Holly, when will you be here?" I asked loudly so John would hear."Twenty minutes?""That'll be fine.""Can we talk alone?" she asked.I looked at John. "Maybe we'll go out for coffee or something.""Sounds good, I'll see you in a bit."I hung up and slipped my panties down over my hips. "We have ten minutes."By the time Holly arrived, I was dressed and John was out running errands. She looked like hell when she came in. After leading her into the kitchen, I got to work making some coffee.While I filled the coffee pot with water, I asked, "Have you heard from Steph?""She won
Holly chuckled sadly. "She's told everyone that she caught John fucking me."I leaned back against the counter and sipped my coffee. "Fuck, I'm so sorry Holly." If she could do that to her best friend, I was doomed.Holly's eyes filled with tears. "She's my best friend. I know I always talked big about leaving her behind, but I never would have actually followed through with it."I leaned against her shoulder. "I know it's not the same, but I'll be your best friend.""I appreciate it," she said with a sad laugh. "Just watch out for Jules. I know you don't want to hear it, but she's really hurt right now."I couldn't look at her. "I never led her on.""It doesn't matter. Just imagine how you'd feel if John had fallen for Steph."We had just moved into the living room to finish our coffee when John came in. "Hey, Holly," he said as he bent down to kiss me on the cheek. "I ran out of things to do. I can hang out in Kate's room if I'm intruding.""It's fine," she said. "I need to go and g
Between his looks and his heavy money, Riccardo Bainchi could have anybody on this planet. He had gone out with plenty of women who were half his age without wrinkles and stretch marks, those who could still give him kids.I had dedicated my life to him, had given up all hopes and dreams I had because the money was nice and he treated me better than some of the other jobs I had in my teens. I never got a college education so the opportunities had always been limited. I had nothing to offer him.Before I could voice any of those concerns, he was at my side. He took my chin in his hand, pulled me closer to him, and kissed me hard on the mouth. I stiffened in his hold for a brief moment, wondering if this was all some sort of… joke.But Riccardo didn’t make jokes, especially not with me.“Riccardo,” I whispered between kisses. “Wh-What are you doing?”He seized my waist and lifted me onto the table, almost immediately dropping to his knees between my thighs. I leaned my arms back on the
Riccardo Bianchi scrolledthrough his phone at the head of the dining table with an empty glass of whiskey in front of him. After wiping down the kitchen counter, I refilled the glass, my hand trembling from the nerves zipping through me right now.I had worked for the Bianchi Family for nearly thirty years and had never asked for a night off because I had never quite needed it before now. Riccardo gave me more than enough time during the week to spend my days doing whatever I wanted with his dirty money.But I wanted to go out Friday night with a man I had met at the grocery store. He had worked there for the past five years, but I had never gotten the courage to talk to him besides some desperate little smiles here and there.“What’s wrong?” Riccardo asked.“N-Nothing!” I said too quicklyHe grabbed my shaky hand, stopping me from pouring any more. “Ophelia.”Sucking in a breath, I placed the bottle of alcohol down on the counter and hurried toward the front of the table to distance
She turned off the buzzing toy and climbed up next to me. Her breath smelled like beer and my musk, but I didn't care. I kissed her, holding her face between my hands. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue between her teeth. "I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you kiss me," she said.I found her wet and open when my fingers reached her mons. I pressed her back against the pillows and kissed her with abandon. She began to move against my palm, making quiet mewing sounds as I rubbed up and down. Every kiss was open, every bite a tease. I ground myself against her side, while my fingers slid along and between her slit.She was holding back. I could tell she didn't want it to be over too soon. I began to kiss her neck and ears, enjoying her biting my shoulder as I worked her closer to the edge. She began to hold her breath, just like John had when he got close. I grabbed her hair and pulled to expose her neck as she had done to me."Oh, fuck yes," she whispered as I licked
I hadn't been entirely honest with Jules. She was the only woman I'd ever thought of sexually. There were a few times when my imaginary lover grew softer curves and longer hair. It was usually after I'd woken from a dream and I couldn't sleep again without finding release. In those drowsy moments, as my fingers rubbed, it was her breasts I touched, and her mouth I kissed. And when my release came, it was her name I whispered. I was ashamed I hadn't told her.Admitting it in my journal didn't change the way I felt about John. Being with him was satisfying in ways that being with Jules couldn't replace. I loved his rough skin when he didn't shave. I loved holding onto his strong shoulders as he entered me. I loved the way he called my name when he emptied himself into me. John and I had connected so powerfully that I now feared losing him as much as I did Jules. It was hard to believe I'd only known him two weeks.I'd fallen for someone wonderful, my best friend had become something mor
Jules spoke before I had a chance to say anything. "She's my wife. It doesn't matter how old she is."Now he looked even more skeptical. "Ya'll are married?" he asked, his tone implying he didn't believe her.I was confused and turned to ask her what she was doing, but Jules reached around my shoulders and pulled me close. She kissed me, moving her mouth against mine and knocking all other thoughts out of my head. I forgot everything as she took my breath away. She stopped after a few lovely moments and turned back to him. "See?"His eyes opened wide as he licked his lips. "Uh, fine. You're married," he said. Then he turned to go back to the bar, looking back over his shoulder at us twice as he went.I was hot suddenly and took off my coat. "That was unexpected.""You wanted a beer, didn't you?""Yes," I agreed, putting my coat down next to me on the seat. "That was ... wow."When he brought over the beers and sat them down in front of us, he asked, "Ya'll want me to run a tab?""Can
"Anyway, he started asking more and more questions. I could tell he was worried about me moving too fast. He tried to make you seem like some backwoods gold digger and I nearly popped him in the mouth for it," he said, sounding angry with his words clipped short."He just doesn't know me. Jules is worried you just want someone to hook up with that won't complicate your life on campus.""Fuck 'em both, then." he said with a grim laugh."I need to tell you something," I said, but he didn't seem to hear me."Look, you don't know everything that's happened over the last couple of years. Mike's been a good friend. He's helped me get through some serious shit. Even so, you don't have to worry about him changing my mind. I've never felt like this about anyone before. Let them worry. You still trust me, don't you?""Yes.""Then hang tough, only four more weeks and I'll be there. I may even bring the bastard along to put this shit to rest. Hey, maybe we could set him up with Jules?""We can tr
"You mean, John..." She trailed off for a second. "Wait, he took your virginity and all he gave you for Christmas was a fucking calendar?""That calendar was his promise to me. He's coming back in four weeks, with more trips to follow! If you hadn't flown off the fucking handle, I'd have told you--""Oh my God, you can't start dating your cousin! What would I tell Susan?""Why the hell not? It's not like we're actually related or did you forget that part?" When she didn't say anything right away, I took advantage and tried to catch my breath. Glancing back at Jules, I found her standing in the doorway of the closet with the strangest look on her face."You still could've told me, Kate," said Mom, sounding much calmer, but my frustration was beyond my control."Yes, I could have, but with the way you've reacted so far, I'm not sure it would have turned out any different.""Just come home. I've been worried sick about you. I haven't been able to sleep since you left."I laughed out loud
Niro's looked a little like a brown house from the outside, but the interior featured a green and white theme with garish accents in yellow and red. We lined up and ordered our dogs, taking seats in the crowded dining room. Mine was fully loaded with tomatoes, pickles, peppers, and onions, and I knew I'd pay for it later, but I hadn't been able to resist my favorite. Jules had hers with everything except the onions."You're going to regret that later," I said.She looked up at me, puzzled. "What?""Not eating onions." I looked at her with a wicked grin. It was still so odd to see her and want to kiss her. I kept thinking of her as my friend, but then my racing heart would correct me every time I looked at her."I don't mind onion breath." Picking up a single fry, she slipped it between her lips seductively, and whispered, "As long as it's yours."I could feel my face grow hot and had to look away for a moment. When her foot slid up my calf, I chuckled. "You'd better eat fast. I'm alre
The hunger I felt for her couldn't stop my mind from comparing our bodies. My own lips were smaller, and my sensitive nub didn't protrude like hers did. Her flavor was amazing, coppery and bright with an almost electric spark. I'd tasted my own arousal before, but this was like drinking lightning from the clouds. Her wetness spread along my lips and cheeks as she began to moan. When she reached her peak, she was completely still, but her thighs trembled against my face. After she'd cried out, her pulsing finish triggered another fit of giggles as she pushed my face away. I kissed her fingers when she put them under my chin to pull me up."Stop, too intense," she said. "Come here and kiss me. Was that enough to blot out the bad memory?"I was feeling greedy. "No, but it was a good start."When I snuggled down next to her again, we looked into each other's eyes. "It makes a difference when it's you," she murmured, seeming surprised, and it puzzled me."Did you imagine it wouldn't?""I'v