Revive (Storm MC 3)

Guilt hit me when I thought of the way I’d treated her last night. Thank fuck she’d let me explain myself, and had a heart as big as she did to accept me and my faults. I’d really fucking meant it when I told her I was a lucky man. I wasn’t sure there were many other women out there as good as her.

My thoughts were interrupted by a text message.

Gabriella: I need to see you.

Me: No.

Gabriella: Fuck Nash we need to talk.

Me: I’ve got nothing to say to you.

Gabriella: Well I’ve got shit to say to you and I’m coming there.

Fuck.

My chest tightened at the thought of seeing her. I had to put a stop to this so I dialled her number.

“Nash,” she answered in her breathy voice. My heart thumped in my chest at the sound of it. Christ, even after all these years, she was able to affect me; able to bring out the anger in me fast.

“Don’t fuckin’ come here, Gabriella. I’m warning you, if you do, you won’t like what you find,” I threatened.

“Have you dealt with this, Nash?”

My anger exploded out of me. “I fuckin’ deal with this shit every goddamn day of my life. Don’t fuckin’ ask me that crap.”

She was silent for a moment. “I meant, have you found a way to move on, to be able to live with it.”

Sweat broke out on my forehead, even though it was freezing today. I realised what she was asking me, but she was the last person on Earth I wanted to be having this conversation with. “I’m not getting into this with you. Don’t come here.” My words were delivered furiously, and I stabbed at my phone to hang up.

Fuck.

Over the last couple of weeks, I’d felt like I was moving towards a place where I’d be able to finally work through the shit in my head. Having Velvet in my life was helping me with that; she calmed me. But the thought of Gabriella turning up, the day before the anniversary, fucking blew it all to pieces.

I heard the shower turn off, and decided I needed to get out of here. I had to put some distance between me and Velvet while I processed this, otherwise I knew I’d fuck up all the good we had going now. My temper was walking a tightrope today, and I didn’t want to take it out on her.

“Baby, I’ve gotta head over to Mum’s now,” I yelled out as I put my boots on.

“Wait, don’t go just yet. I need to kiss you goodbye,” she called out.

My dick jerked. Christ, when Velvet did sweet, my whole body responded. I joined her in the bathroom a moment later, sucking in a breath at the sight of her naked in front of the mirror. I moved behind her, pressing my hard dick against her ass, and slid my hand around her waist. My lips brushed her shoulder as I made eye contact with her in the mirror. The room was still steamy from her shower so I reached out to wipe the mirror so I could see her clearly.

“Jesus, woman, you’re fuckin’ glorious. And if I had the time,

I’d fuck you and show you exactly what you do to me.”

Her head fell back against me, and she moaned, “Baby, it wouldn’t take you long to make me come. I’m permanently wet for you.” As she said it, she took my hand from her waist and guided it down to her pussy. “Let me borrow your fingers, just for a minute,” she added, and almost made me blow in my pants.

I breathed into her ear, “You fuckin’ own my fingers, sweet thing. I hope you know that.”

She wasn’t lying when she said she was wet, and I easily slid two fingers in. I reached deep, and was rewarded with another sweet moan from her lips. All the shit I was dealing with was momentarily forgotten as I lost myself in her. Giving her pleasure could become my full-time job as far as I was concerned. I’d become a fucking workaholic.

“Nash!” she screamed when I moved my free hand to her breast and began tweaking her nipple.

I bent a little and worked harder on her pussy, giving her clit some special attention. My cock was screaming to get inside her, and although I had intended on just making her come with my fingers, I knew I was going to fuck her now. “Change of plans, babe,” I murmured, and pulled away from her so I could get a condom.

Her eyes met mine in the mirror and she hit me with her sexy smile that would always bring me to my knees. Her tongue flicked out to lick her lips, and she said, “I hope those plans involve your cock.”

Fuck, she was killing me today. I went in search of a condom, and quickly got it in place. When I got back to her, she was bending forward, ass out, and staring at me in the mirror with a look that told me to hurry the fuck up.