I kept reading the message over and over again, as if the words would magically transform into other words- words that didn’t mean that the woman of my dreams was in love with her brother, or that the amazing night we just had was all in vain. I couldn’t stand the thought of Kiera leaving me, least of all for her brother. I looked over at the bed and saw her, laying down and sleeping peacefully.
Her body was covered thoroughly by the blanket, and only her face was exposed. Her hair was disheveled, makeup was running, but she still looked like an angel, a gift that God himself made just for me. I loved her more than words and actions could describe, and I was praying that when it came down to it, she would tell me what I wanted to hear. I didn’t care what her excuse was, as long as it convinced me that what Caleb sent to her phone wasn’t of any truth: that she isn’t in love with him, nor is he with her, and I pleaded silently to heaven above that she never made love to him, for that would be the most devastating blow to my heart. Hopefully, Caleb was drunk and texted his sister something so unheard of, so obscene, that Kiera will be shocked as hell when she sees it. I was so anxious to see her reaction to it, but I fought the urge to wake her up out of fear that my happiness may come crashing down when reality kicks into overdrive.
I couldn’t sleep because I was so on edge about the whole situation. The thought of Caleb and Kiera kissing, touching… making love, made me nauseas. I kind of knew that she wasn’t a virgin, especially by how sexually charged she was last night. She was a fucking sex goddess every second, from the moment she walked into the room with the lingerie to the end when I shot my load inside of her. Bits and pieces of everything started to come together in my mind.
I vividly remembered her talking about having a boyfriend that broke her heart by having an affair with another woman. It’s possible that she had sex with this boyfriend before he fucked up, but if Caleb’s text was accurate, she also had sex with her brother. She told me how much she loved me last night, and I think I would die if that were a lie. I looked over at the bed where the sleeping beauty rested, and I silently pleaded.
“Please tell me that you’re mine, Baby. Tell me that this whole thing is a mistake. Tell me that you belong to me, and that you and your brother never had sex. Tell me that I jumped to false conclusions, and that I am the only one you love. Call me a jerk and a dick for looking through your phone, and tell me that I can go to hell for accusing you of something so serious. Just tell me that your heart is mine. Tell me that you have only made love to me…”
I stared at her for countless minutes, trying to read her mind, but I couldn’t figure out what was real and what wasn’t in that complex brain of hers.
Kiera
I’m walking through a forest, through a green plain that seems never-ending. I keep walking until I see a silhouette in the distance. I get closer only to realize that it is Shawn.
“Shawn! I haven’t seen you since Prom Night! How are you?” I ask him.
He has a sinister look in his eyes, like he means trouble and is in search of revenge. “How have I been since you left me at the prom for your brother? Since you made me the laughing stock of the senior class? Well, honestly, sweetheart, I’ve felt like shit because I liked you, and I have liked you for a while. I asked you to prom because I wanted to be with you, and I was ecstatic when you said yes. But when we finally got to the prom, you gave Caleb all of your attention, and that pissed me off! I barely got a chance to dance with you!”
He starts pacing around me, contemplating how he should express his feelings while my eyes are glued to him, afraid of what he’s going to do next.
“Do you know how it feels to spend Prom Night alone? I hated every second of it! Seeing all of my friends dancing and having fun with their dates drove me insane… But that’s ok. I now have a second chance to get what I want.”
I look at him quizzically as I ask him, “What is it that you want, exactly?”
He inches closer and whispers in my ear, “One time with you.” He licks on my earlobe, covering it in his saliva, but I push him off of me before he goes too far.
“One time with me? I uh… I don’t know about that, Shawn.” I back away from him slowly, but for every step backward, he takes a step forward.
“You lost your vote when you walked out that door on prom night instead of staying with me.” Before I could run away, he grabs hold of my body and holds it tightly against his. Immediately he shoves his tongue down my throat, and I try to punch his muscular chest, but he probably couldn’t feel it.
Before I know it, he lays me down on the grass and his body is in between my legs. His eyes have a glaze of lust, and he is about to take off my panties. I close my eyes, no longer afraid of the monster in front of me, but rather sad for him. He is so desperate to get into my pants that this is what he resorted to- forcing me.
I wish that Bobby was the one who was ripping off my panties, not Shawn. But Bobby doesn’t rush with intimacy- he takes his sweet time and that teases the hell out of me. He would slowly pull my drenched panties off of my mound and kiss every inch of skin that is exposed as he pulls them up and over my legs. He would lick my calves and suck on my toes even after he pulls my panties off, and when I ask him why he pays so much attention to my legs and feet, he would say, “Because I worship your whole body. I can’t tell you how long I have dreamed of kissing you, and I want you to know how I love you.”
I would be moved to tears and he crawls back up my body and brings me in for a hug. I pull him in tightly because I love the feeling of his body against mine. He rolls over in one swift movement and now I’m on top. He massages the small of my back and kisses all over my neck as I moan quietly for him. He says the perfect thing at that moment: “I love you so much, Kiera. You have my heart, so be gentle with it. You’re the angel that I never thought I deserved, and I still don’t think I do. But I will spend the rest of my life, proving to you that I do.”
My lips find his in a kiss so passionate, and my hands roam his whole body until I reach his hardness. I try to push it into me, but he stops my hand. I pout and beg him, “Please, Bobby, put it in. I need to feel you pulse inside of me.” I wrap my legs around him, keeping him close to me, and he finally agrees. I dig my nails into his back as I feel his thick hardness stretch me out, and I love every second of it. He looks up at me and he starts to pound into me quickly. I close my eyes as I feel my orgasm approaching, and I scream out, “Oh my god, yes, Bobby! Yes!!! I’m gonna fucking cum all over your dick, Baby. That’s right, Baby! Pound that pussy- oh, my god, this pussy belongs to you. Oh my god, YES!”
He moans loudly as my walls tighten around him, and I keep eye contact with him as I slowly grind into him. His hands wander my body as he looks me dead in my eyes, and I can tell that he’s going to cum soon. My hands land on his chiseled 6-pack and I moan for him. He closes his eyes, trying to keep himself in control.
“Open your eyes, Baby. I wanna look into your eyes as you cum for me. I want you to see how horny you make me.” His eyes shoot open, and I come again just by looking into his sex-crazed eyes. He groans again, locking his hands on my hips as he makes me grind on him harder and faster. I hear him whisper, “Fuck!” as his dick pulsates inside of me. His abs tighten as I feel his semen shoot out of his dick. I bend down and kiss him as he releases inside of me. I look at him closely, memorizing every feature on his perfect face…
I snap out of my trance when I hear a zipper being undone. I open my eyes and see that my arms and legs are tied up so that I can’t move. Shawn is above me, unzipping his pants and preparing to have his way with me. I close my eyes again, hoping for some miracle to occur. Ten seconds passed, and no sign of a miracle. I gave up hope, deciding to just get it over with.
Suddenly, I heard Bobby’s voice.
“HANG ON, KIERA!” Bobby was dressed in a superhero costume and kicked Shawn’s chest with his superhuman strength. Shawn growled in anger, ready to attack my cousin. They went back and forth, slapping and punching and kicking each other relentlessly. Both men had super strength, so they were both powerful. While I watched the two fight, I felt hands caress my hair. I looked above me only to see Caleb.
“Hey there, Beautiful. Need some help?” He was always suave. I took the first deep breath I made in a while, and I nodded. He smiled and untied my arms and legs, being gentle the whole time. When he finally finished, he helped me to my feet, and I gave him a huge hug. I was crying hysterically because it dawned on me what could’ve happened if they weren’t here.
I let go of my brother just in time to see Bobby give Shawn a strong uppercut. He fell down and didn’t move, clearly injured. Bobby checked Shawn’s pulse, and once the coast was clear, he walked over to me. Caleb was holding my hand the entire time, but when Bobby was approaching me, I detached myself from him and I jumped on Bobby, my legs interlocking behind his back. My head was nestled in that warm spot in between his cheek and his neck, and I didn’t want to let go.
The hug only lasted 10 seconds, but it felt like an eternity. I was so comfortable, it was over when I felt Caleb yank me off of my cousin. Looking at them, side by side, made me nervous. Both faces were solemn and stern, and so was mine when Caleb asked me a question I was not prepared to hear.
“No more games, Kiera. Who is it that you love? Who is it that you want to be with?”
I hesitated for a while, trying to form words that would make statements that would make an answer to the question that had me stumped. I couldn’t form words because I didn’t know the answer. I didn’t know who I loved more. Caleb was my first everything- my first love, my first time, and my first real boyfriend. But Bobby, Bobby amplified the love that Caleb had for me by a factor of 10 and he introduced me to intimacy. He gave me his heart, his soul, and his word that he would never make me worry about his fidelity or his intentions.
I stroke Caleb’s cheek and see a vision before my eyes: I see him and another woman having sex and then the vision flashes to him apologizing to me, saying that he’ll change, that he’s definitely done with other women, but I don’t believe him. That I don’t buy the bullshit that he’s giving me, and I think he knows that I don’t buy it. A world with Caleb could lead to a world of heartache and stress, things with which I cannot deal, nor will I.
I stroke Bobby’s cheek, and I see something completely different: I see him and myself in the future, 5 years from now. I see him enter a house, our house, after a long day of work, and I get up and kiss him with so much passion. He drops his briefcase and coat and wraps his arms around me, keeping me close to him. As always, my head is resting in that sweet spot in between his cheek and his neck. I kiss all over his neck, unable to keep my hands and lips off of him, but we have to let go of each other when we hear two little voices scream in tandem, “Daddy!” Our twins, a boy and a girl, come running and jump into Bobby’s arms, and he hugs them tightly. While holding onto the kids, he leans over and gives me a kiss. “Eeeew” resonates through the room as we blush and stare into each other’s eyes. A world with Bobby can lead to a happy family and never-ending love, which is what I have always dreamed of.
I stepped closer to Bobby and I kissed him as deeply as possible, betraying to him that I made my choice- that my choice was him. He pulled me into his arms and picked me up, swinging me around happily. I break the kiss and whisper in his ear, “I love you, Bobby. I’m sorry that I took so long in saying this, but just know that you are the only one for me. I belong only to you, and I don’t want anybody else. You possess me in mind, body and soul, and I never want to let you go.”
He gave me a grin that absolutely warmed my heart. I knew that he had me 100%. With that, he let go of me and he got down on one knee. “Kiera Janay Green, I love you with every ounce of my being. My world revolves around you, and I cannot imagine my life without you. You’re my everything, and I cannot say that enough. Would you do me the honor of being my bride?” He presented me with a gorgeous ring, its diamonds shining beautifully.
My eyes flooded with tears as I shrieked and said, “YES, BABY, YES!” And we kissed for an eternity. My whole body ached for him, and my heart pounded for him. I am in love with Bobby, and I have to let Caleb go.
My eyes fluttered open, feeling better than ever before. I looked at the bed next to me, but I didn’t see my man. I sat up and saw him sitting in a chair across the room, facing the window. I got out of bed and crept over to him, ready to straddle him and to consummate the proposal that he made in my dream. I envisioned him pushing me against a wall and fucking me while standing up, then lifting me and letting me grind on him while he picked me up, then to top it off, walking me to the bed and letting me ride him until he comes inside of me while I tell him how deep my love for him is. My hands ached for his touch, and I was about to get it.
I got behind him and purred in his ear, “Hey, Baby. Are you ready for Round 2, because I’ve got a lot of sexual frustration I have to take out on my man.” I kissed and nibbled at his earlobes and I rubbed at his chiseled chest, but he broke free from my grasp. I never saw this side of him, resisting me, and I was curious about why he did.
“Kiera, I had the best night ever last night. It was a dream come true to be with you, and I never came so hard in my life. You’ve had my heart for a long time…”
“And I gave you mine yesterday. I’m so in love with you that it makes no sense. You’re the…