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  “Sure? I hear it can make sex much better.”

  I frowned. “There’s nothing wrong with the sex we have, Jaxen. You just looking at me makes me want to cum.”

  Jaxen stepped back and looked at me. “That was an insanely hot thing to say, baby.”

  I tightened my arms around his waist. “Insanely hot but very true.”

  Jaxen bent his head and kissed me so deep and passionately I almost burst right then and there. I had to make myself break away from him.

  We were panting when we separated and I smiled. “I want the navel piercing.”

  “Are you sure?” Jaxen frowned.

  “Oh, yeah. Will you do it or do I have to go to Skull and ask him or one of the other guys?”

  “Fuck no. No one touches your skin but me, baby,” Jaxen grabbed a sheet and put it on the exam table and patted it. I jumped up and laid back then raised my t-shirt. I giggled when he swabbed the antiseptic on. After a while, he said he was done then I looked and frowned when I saw the plain barbell.

  “Why such a plain one?”

  “This is all you need for now, baby. We’ll get you something fancier when you heal.”

  I smirked but accepted it.

  After the wedding, Jaxen had to do a couple of hours in the parlor as a fill-in for Gorge, the roughest looking artist in the shop. The guy was so rough and tough looking but really, he was the most sensitive man I’d ever seen. He was tatted everywhere and muscular, bald and the color of oak wood. In some ways, most ways, he reminds of the guy from The Green Mile. He was Jaxen’s personal walking billboard. Jaxen had done about 75% of his tattoos.

  Jaxen had checked my piercing at least twice a day and declared it healed the morning of the wedding and as soon as we got to the tattoo shop, he wanted to change the barbell. I eagerly agreed.

  “Now, what was Madame thinking of putting in place of the barbell?” Jaxen grinned his beautiful grin.

  “You pick,” I smiled as I reached for my wallet to get my credit card out.

  “I was hoping you’d say that. This one’s on me, baby,” Jaxen winked then put a fresh sheet on the table. “I’ll be right back.”

  I sat on the table and waited for Jaxen to return with his choice. When he came back, he was grinning big and told me to close my eyes. I did. I felt him take the barbell out then insert something else.

  “Okay, baby. You can open now,” Jaxen said softly.

  I opened and looked down. It was a silver ball at my piercing that had a silver curve through my skin. At the end of the curve was a several ovals. Inside the area where the ovals met, was three dark blue balls and two light blue balls.

  I frowned when I saw it, then it hit me. I’d seen that before. I grinned up at Jaxen when it came to me.

  “Negative ion,” I whispered.

  Jaxen shyly smiled back and rubbed my head. “I knew you’d get it right away.”

  “I love it.”

  “Good. It’s one of a kind and I had it special made, hoping you’d trust me enough to pick something out for you.”

  “Of course I do, Red. I trust you with my life.”

  “As I trust you with mine, baby,” he smiled then bent to kiss me. Boy, did that get heated quickly and I was completely confused when Jaxen pulled back and stepped away.

  “Baby… I’m gonna have to ask you to leave. Please go back to the hotel now.”

  “Why, Red?” I frowned.

  “If you stay, I’m going to break house rules in here and I have never done that.”

  “House rules?”

  “I want to fuck you in here, baby.”

  I inhaled. “I see.”

  “Good. Please go now and be naked when I get there at exactly 9. I’ll get Brandi to give you a lift.”

  After a quick kiss, Jaxen left the cubicle and after I straightened my clothes, I followed. Brandi, who I strongly suspected her real name was Fern or Gertrude or something like that, talked a mile a minute as she drove me to the hotel and I stayed quiet.

  “Brandi?” I said when she finally stopped for air.

  “Yeah, darlin’?”

  “Can I ask you something that you cannot say to Red I asked?”

  “Sure,” Brandi nodded. “I’m as silent as an unplugged radio, darlin’. Shoot.”

  I shyly looked toward her tattooed hands and whispered, “What’s it mean when a guy says he needs you leave before he fucks you?”

  Brandi stayed quiet a moment then softly said, “Uh, darlin’, haven’t you ever had sex before?”

  “I know what sex is, Brandi, and yes I have,” I sighed. “I just want to know what it means when he usually says make love or sex but suddenly, out of nowhere, says ‘fuck’.”

  Brandi chuckled at me then slapped my thigh. I looked at her and silently pleaded for her to answer.

  “This guy that said it to you, it was Red, right?”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  “Okay, darlin’. Just checkin’. I’d hate for my boy to get locked up for kickin’ ass over his woman.”

  I blushed. Jaxen’s woman. But for only another 51 short days.

  “It’s a compliment, darlin’. It means you turned him on and he needs to get you away from him before he acted on it. What did he say after he said you needed to leave?”

  I sigh. “To be naked when he got to our room.”

  Brandi let out a long, high-pitched whistle. “Lucky you, darlin’! I’d be naked and get some sleep before he gets there. At least had some fuckin’ Red Bull or Five Hour Energy nearby. You’re about to get the sex of your life!”

  I blushed again as Brandi cackled a long laugh.

  “So you’re telling me to brace myself?”

  “Oh, yeah,” Brandi nodded as she stopped at a red light. “And darlin’…”

  “Yes?”

  “I’m fuckin’ jealous. My old man ain’t fucked me right in years. Trust me, you’ll be singin’ and tinglin’ all over when he’s done with you.”

  “Is there anything I should do?”

  “Do?”

  “Can I do anything… different? Special?”

  Brandi frowned as she arrived at the hotel. She pulled into a spot then turned to me. “Darlin’, what are you askin’ me exactly?”

  I tightened my eyes. “I need to know… I’ve never… um… shit!”

  “Darlin’, have you ever sucked Red’s dick? Any guy’s?”

  I was so embarrassed, I was wailing. I am way too inexperienced for him and he deserves better, I thought as Brandi’s long arms encased me as she rubbed my back.

  “No, no, darlin’… don’t cry. I swear I won’t tell him any of our talk. Come on, calm down.”

  I tried but I only had a few days left and I wanted to please Jaxen and I thought doing that would please him. I had no idea how to do it. How do I start? How do I know when to stop? How will I know if I’m doing it right? I asked Brandi all that. She sighed and could see I was in turmoil, not knowing what to do.

  “Red’s off at 8.30 and it’s now… 6. Okay. I can work with that. Let’s go get some groceries.”

  I wiped my eyes and frowned. Groceries? She actually drove to a grocery store and shut off the car.

  “Before we go in, darlin’ I need to ask: what’s Red’s dick look like?”

  I squirmed. “Look like?”

  “Yeah. What’s he look like, size wise? What food?”

  I blushed again. “Uh, I don’t really know.”

  Her brow raises. “Asparagus? Cucumber? Pickle? Gherkin? Sausage? Polish? Sweet potato?”

  “Plantain,” I whispered.

  “Really?” Brandi screeched. “HAHA! Lucky, lucky you! Let’s go, darlin’!”

  Brandi and I walked over to the plantains and she made me pick out several that were Jaxen’s size. I reddened as I picked through them and found a bunch that matched him. She then grabbed other phallic-shaped items similar in size and paid for them without so much as a nervous glance. She then drove us to her place and cleaned the skin of our ite
ms, then sat us in her spacious living room and… well…

  “First, darlin’, if a man thinks he’s going to get a blowjob, then he ain’t gonna fight it. They love that shit. Don’t ask me why. My old man says he likes the feel of a wet mouth. I think that’s bullshit because in his next breath he said pussy feels like a thousand tongues are licking him at once. Others have said it’s the watching of him disappearing in a woman’s mouth. Whatever it is, they love it and will go nuts when you do it.”

  “Really?” I ask wide-eyed.

  “Yeah, darlin’. Do it right and you will practically own him.”

  “I just want to give him the same pleasure he gives me.”

  “Red licks your clit, darlin’?”

  He does and it drives me insane. Oh, God… and the kiss I get after I cum… I totally taste me and it makes me hot. Once, I flipped his big body and rode him so hard and fast that he actually shouted out for me to slow down. I couldn’t. I needed to do that and luckily for me, Jaxen held on until I came before he let loose.

  “Yeah and I wanted to do him but I don’t know what to do.”

  “You don’t have to worry about that anymore, darlin’. First…”

  I sat and listened then watched as she demonstrated. Then we watched porn, one she said showed exactly what a man liked. By the time she dropped me back at the hotel, I was stunned and shocked but ready to try.

  I showered and put on a nightgown, sprayed on some of Jaxen’s favorite perfume for me and sat on the couch. Fifteen minutes later, Jaxen came in and stopped in the door and shook his head as he looked at me.

  “Naked, baby.”

  “No problem,” I whispered then pulled the gown over my head. I had nothing on underneath. Jaxen inhaled sharply when he saw me naked and ran to the bathroom, and two seconds later the shower was on. I smiled and walked in the bathroom and joined him.

  Kissing his back, I stroked him. He was already hard. I kept stroking as I turned him and his head went back as I licked a nipple. I remembered what he did to me before licking at my sex, so I did the same thing. I kissed and bit down his body and when I got to his shaft, I licked him from his hair to the crown while looking at his contorting face.

  “Fuck, Itsy! You don’t have to--”

  “Shh,” I said softly.

  I flicked at his crown and heard an inhale. I put him in my mouth and slowly lowered and he shivered. I came back up and released him, he panted. I gripped the base and stroked while bobbing my head up and down on his crown and half his shaft. His hand gripped my hair and gently pulled while holding me in place. That got me riled up and I licked up and down his shaft like he was ice cream.

  I put him back in my mouth and sucked again. His other hand gripped my head and he started thrusting. I got completely wet.

  Sucking harder, I gripped and massaged his balls then sucked one into my mouth. Jaxen shouted out then and I did the other one while stroking his base. I licked up his shaft and sucked him again and let out a moan. He shouted out again then yanked me up and dragged me from the shower. He sat me on the sink and pulled me to the edge, dropped to his knees and raised my right leg as far back as it would go and started licking and sucking me like his life depended on it. He let go of my leg and set my foot on the sink and I was wide open as I stared down at his long tongue working me. I started tingling and gripped his hair, as I lifted my ass off the sink and thrusted into his mouth.

  Jaxen made a sucking and slurping move and I fell apart. I came everywhere and hard. He took one look at my face and laid back on the floor and I immediately got on top of him on my hunches. He laced our fingers and fucked him hard and fast, slamming down on him. I cried out and shivered.

  Suddenly, Jaxen lifted me and carried me to the bedroom. Still inside me. I don’t know how but he flipped me to my stomach like that. I got on my knees and he repeatedly slammed into me, gripping my hair and smacking my ass. It all felt so good and I was screaming and writhing as I gripped the sheet.

  Jaxen gripped my waist and we fell to the floor. He was STILL inside me. I slammed on him and he gripped my upper arms and pulled me back, lifted his knees and widened my legs. He went in deeper and I gasped. His hands went to my waist and started ‘directing’ me on how to move. I bounced hard and fast, screaming out another orgasm in no time. My throat was sore and my lower body ached but I felt so alive and loose. I never wanted this to end, loving Jaxen all wild and hard. He flipped me to my back and raised my ankle to his shoulder.

  “Gotta… cum… now… baby…” Jaxen shouted out, slamming his length, our heated moist skin slapping together.

  “DO IT!” I shouted back.

  He leaned forward, moving my hips higher as he gripped the floor, thrusting harder and faster until he stilled, shouting to God and thanking him.

  We both collapsed and panted, me on my back and Jaxen, still inside and on top of me. I thought I was going to have an asthma attack, I was breathing so hard and heavy.

  “What the fuck… oh, God, baby… what was that?” Jaxen breathed into my neck.

  “What?” I giggled through my breaths. “Didn’t you like that?”

  “Are you kidding? Fuck! I loved it! Where did that come from?”

  “I don’t want you to get bored with me, Red. I wanted to spice it up and keep you happy.”

  Jaxen looked up and frowned at me. “You thought I wasn’t happy with our sex?”

  “You never say. You just do.”

  “I do because I love making love with you.”

  I look away and whisper. “You said ‘fuck’ earlier, Red.”

  Jaxen turned my head and looked in my eyes. “There is sex, there is fucking and there is getting off. With you, all of it is making love. We just fucked but I still made love to you. I called it a fuck because I wanted to ram you hard and make you cum like fountain. I meant nothing negative by saying that to you, I promise.”

  I nod then Jaxen bends and kisses my lips so softly. I kiss him back and feel him grow again. I started moving my hips as he groans in my mouth. I gasped and held on to him as he takes me to the edge. I build and cum again and Jaxen is right behind me, crying out and tightening his eyes.

  We hold each other on the floor for I don’t know how long and he rubs me everywhere he can reach.

  I swear I don’t know how I’m going to be able to let him go.

  Chapter 11

  32 days left and I got a what?

  I sauntered in the house at 3 a.m., completely wiped. Jaxen and I attended what had to be a fourth going away party and I drank until I was blue in the face. This one was hosted by Skull and the guys at the tattoo parlor for one of the part time artists that was also going east. As usual, Jaxen smiled and watched me party with his friends, keeping a close eye on me as he sipped from the same cup and I had a suspicion it was only soda or water.

  My parents were waiting up for me, which I found odd, especially my pregnant mother who usually knocked out by 6 these days and stayed sleep until noon the next day. Okay, that was an exaggeration. I think she showed herself around eight or nine a.m. but she looked like she wanted to sleep until noon.

  This night, Jaxen brought me home early but we were in the car for a couple of hours necking and trying not to go too far since we had no protection. Pregnancy was the last thing I needed and he agreed.

  I walked in the door to my beaming parents and I smiled back.

  “What’s with your smiles?” I ask as I sit across from them.

  “You got a letter or a large envelope, I should say,” Mom gushed.

  My brows rose. “From who? Grandma? She’s been threatening to send me her recipe book and I swear borscht is the last thing I want to learn to cook.”

  “No, honey,” Daddy grinned. “It’s from Harvard.”

  “Harvard?” I whispered. “Harvard sent me a large envelope?”

  “Yes,” Mom grinned as she held out the package.

  I couldn’t do anything but stare at it. I froze, couldn’t move if you paid me. I f
elt whatever was in that envelope, I wasn’t going to like it at all. I had 32 days left with Jaxen and I wanted them all and no matter what was in that big envelope. Nothing was not going to ruin these last precious days.

  “Come on, honey! Open it!” Mom smiled.

  I shook my head, still staring.

  “You need to at least see what’s in there, Itsy,” Daddy frowned. “It’s a thick envelope. It has to be good news.”

  Yeah, good for everyone else but it won’t be for me, especially if it took me from my love. Sighing, I took the envelope and slowly peeled it open.

  “It’s an admittance,” I murmur as I read. “I got in early. Holy… ”

  I read the letter and see that they want me to enroll a week before I am supposed to leave and start work in Daddy’s firm. A week less with Jaxen. Seven days.

  I wiped my tears and sigh. I can’t go. I want and need Jaxen and I know I will never be able to casually get on that plane and leave him. I still had four weeks to go and even the thought of it tears me apart. I was going to tell them later but since I have this letter, I feel like I should do it now. I know they are going to be disappointed, but I need to do what I feel is right for me.

  “Um, Mom… Dad… I uh, well…,” I start then look at the floor hoping I can find the right words.

  “What, honey?” Mom’s voice asks nervously.

  I take a deep breath and exhale it slowly and staring at my toes, I speak slow and even.

  “I don’t want to move to New York anymore. I want to stay in California. Whew.”

  Complete silence. I slowly raise my head and look at my bewildered parents.

  “Itsy, um…”

  “Mom, I fell in love and I couldn’t help myself. I cannot let him go.”

  “But this is your education, Itsy. You can go to school a year early, which is really on time. Are really going to throw that away?”

  “I’m not throwing anything away, Mom. I’ll still finish my education, just not on the east coast.”

  “Honey, listen. Your mother and I will be east and you’ll be here, missing out on seeing your siblings grow up. Is that what you really want to do?”

  “I need to, Daddy. Mom said that I needed to see what this was with Jaxen so that I wouldn’t have regrets later. Well, I did and now I cannot be without him. I love him.”