Big Man's Contract

We sixty-nine until she comes. I continue the monumental task of holding on. I’m not done with her yet. Not even close. I plan to spend the entire night making her feel good.

I don’t let her relax after she comes. I plan to keep at it until she can’t move. She rolls on top of me, straddling my waist. The way she looks me in the eyes, slowly rolling her hips, and watching me carefully, I can see she’s different. There is good in her. There always has been. I knew that as a kid, but she kept it hidden from everyone else. She was too worried about her reputation as queen bitch to show her softer side, but she’s not afraid of it anymore. She really has changed. Right now, seeing that kindness in her turns me on even more. I take her by the hips and start to thrust hard and fast until she’s screaming and her eyes roll in the back of her head.

“Oh, god, oh yes,” she cries until the words become gibberish and there are only grunts and gasps as she comes again.

I flip her over, onto her stomach and fuck her from behind. Our skin slaps together, and I spank her beautiful ass, loving the way it jiggles. She grabs the pillow, squeezing it into her fists. I want to push her to her limits. See how far she’s willing to let me go. I use the pad of my thumb and rub it against her asshole. She moans louder. Her cries are muffled as she buries her face into my sheets. She likes it. I smile to myself, knowing that soon, I’ll be able to have her in every way possible. Not tonight, though. Tonight is about connecting again. But this won’t be the last time. I’m not letting her disappear again.

After several hard thrusts I can’t hold it in any longer. I come inside of her. And for some reason, my muddled, post-orgasm brain goes right back to the past, to that night in my truck when a group of my classmates stood around with their flashlights, shining them through the windows of my truck while I was lying there prone and naked. I could see all of their amused faces, hear all of their laughter. My eyes had locked on Lina’s. She was the only one not smiling or laughing. She stared at me with a painful expression.

I roll away from Lina and lay beside her, trying to catch my breath while looking up at the ceiling.

“What’s wrong?” she asks. Her fingers glide across my sweaty chest, playing with my nipples and bellybutton. Remembering her, that pained expression, makes me see her in a different light.

My plan was to make her fall in love with me, then hurt her by pushing her away and humiliating her the way she had done to me, but if she never meant to hurt me, then my revenge seems particularly harmful.

“Did I ever stand a chance with you when we were kids?” I ask. “Or did you just agree to sleep with me as a cruel prank?”

She touches me gently on the shoulder. I roll over to face her. Her smile is as soft as an angel’s. “I was in love with you. I guess I’ve been trying to block those memories out because they were too painful, but being here, at the creek, at the bar, it’s bringing up so many memories I thought were lost forever. But I do remember loving you and being excited to lose my virginity to you. I even wrote it down in my diary. That was my first mistake. Haley snuck up on me and read the whole thing. She told all of our friends. We weren’t called the bitch squad for nothing. They tormented me, humiliated me and threatened to tell my parents if I didn’t go along with the prank. Haley was the worst of them. She just wouldn’t let it go and it all got so out of control. And the weirdest part was, even after the prank, Haley kept bugging me about it. She was trying to get me to fuck you. She wanted me to. It became her obsession. She was teasing me for being a virgin and bragging that she wasn’t …”

She starts to shake and I can tell these memories are upsetting her.

A tear rolls down her cheek. I wipe it away and try to console her. “You don’t have to talk about it,” I say.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “I never wanted to hurt you. That was never my intention.”

“I know that now. It’s all right. Don’t think about it anymore.”

My mind is going a million miles an hour as I absorb what she just told me. Haley apologized to me after Lina moved away and made an obvious effort to try to get close to me. She told me that Lina set everything up, but even then I didn’t fully believe it because there were a lot of inconsistencies with her story. For someone who lied all the time, she wasn’t very good at it. I didn’t think too much of her lies and didn’t overthink them because I was so mad at Lina and thought of her as the bad guy through the whole thing. I even let Haley into my life because I was desperate for part of Lina to stay with me. I was pissed at her, of course, and I thought she was the most horrible person I’d ever met, but at the same time, I couldn’t just get over those feelings for her.