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  After I got her in the truck, I took my time walking around the back of it to get in the other side. There was something about that kiss and I had to grit my teeth and push my dick down to get it to a place where it wasn’t uncomfortable as hell in my now tight pants. This was going to be a long ride home and it was only a few miles there.

  Melanie was already driving me crazy and she had only been back one day, not even one day. Not only was she perfect in so many ways, she was just too much of a temptation. I was really going to have to stay away from her; sure there would be consequences if not.

  ***

  I got her home safe and sound, without accosting her which was harder to do than it sounded. She was looking so damn fine and I couldn’t help but want to kiss her again. I felt guilty about it, but I was far more turned on than anything that my conscious could make me feel.

  Picking up my phone, I turned the ringer back on and saw a lot of messages from Bianca. She didn’t like to be ignored and I was no longer going to. I needed her, badly and before long I was calling her back and pulling in front of her house. She was mad, but there were ways to dampen her anger that always worked like a charm.

  When I knocked on the door, I thought she made me wait because she was mad at me, but then she answered it without any clothes on, her robe wide open and damn it I forgot pretty much everything else. I might have forgotten my name for a minute or two.

  “Damn.”

  “You going to get in here or stand there gawking at me?”

  The latter was what I was doing and it helped me to get my brain off of other matters. I moved into the house and grabbed her up, holding her in my arms as I took her to the bedroom. There was going to be no talking for a while. I had needs that were demanding and Bianca didn’t mind the quiet.

  I left the lights off and moved towards the woman that was now lying on the bed in front of me. Her blonde hair flowed onto the pillows around her and for once I wished that it was red hair that I saw contrasting against the white pillowcase. She looked beautiful, but there was something missing.

  I pushed the thought from my head and climbed onto the bed, pushing my bod against hers as she egged me on with her words. Bianca and I had always done well in the bedroom, one of the main reasons that we were still together and tonight was no different. Her hands went to my back and she raked her nails underneath my shirt, making me wince a little with her excitement. She wanted it badly and I did as well. I had never been so turned on in all of my life and that was mainly from a semi-innocent kiss with Melanie, not the fact that I was on top of a beautiful naked woman. There was something wrong with this picture.

  Pushing all other thoughts aside, I got up and took my clothes off quickly. I was done waiting and with Bianca I didn’t have to. She was always wet and ready for me and tonight was no different. I surged inside of her with a sudden press inward and we both made a groaning sound as I moved deeper. She always felt so tight and good, wrapped around my shaft.

  When I took her, my eyes were closed and thinking of someone else. I didn’t say a name, but Bianca told me twice to look at her, so she noticed the difference. I buried my face into the bed next to her. I didn’t want her to know what I was thinking. I wasn’t thinking of her as I plowed into her over and over again. Bianca was the last thing on my mind as I sought pleasure in her velvet folds.

  After a time she wouldn’t let it go, so I turned her around and put her on her hands and knees. Bianca liked it like that and she was coming quickly when I slammed back into her. I ignored her whimpers and screams because I didn’t want to hear them. I had tuned her out and was thinking of only one. My hands gripped her hips and she squealed with each plunge before I blasted inside of her for the last time. I don’t know why, but something told me that this was going to be it. I was satisfied, but there was still a part of me that wasn’t. I wanted something new, something more.

  Afterwards she was content, no matter how upset she was that I hadn’t looked at her or that I had ignored all of her calls today. Now she was half dozing off and I knew she would be asleep soon. We’d known each other for a while and I knew that even if she was mad at me, Bianca couldn’t stop herself when it came to having sex with me. It was a good thing on my part to have that little bit of knowledge, but I got to thinking about what Scott had said earlier about her wanting more. Was she giving me all that I wanted because she was expecting more from me? Did she really expect me to marry her, because we had sex?

  “What got into you tonight Carl? I don’t think you’ve ever been like that before. I’m going to be sore for a week I think.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, this was, I don’t know, different somehow and so powerful. It was like you were a new man.”

  I didn’t like where she was going with this line of talk and I told her that I didn’t know what she was talking about. I did of course. I had fucked her harder than usual, for longer than usual and so help me, the orgasm I’d had was far more intense than our usual and I was unable to stop myself from groaning loudly, something I didn’t usually do. But damn it felt too damn good not to when I’d erupted in her with my mind on a redheaded vixen.

  “I just missed you is all Bianca. This morning really got me going and I wanted you even more. I thought about it all day and I couldn’t help myself when you opened the door like that. You really are a vision.”

  The first part was a straight lie, but she took it and snuggled into my chest. “You should leave unsatisfied more often than because that was amazing Carl.”

  I felt like an asshole, but how was I supposed to know that everything was going to change this morning? How was I to know that Melanie would be back and that it would make such a difference? I really was getting in over my head with all of this if I was already fantasizing about the very woman I was unable to have.

  Chapter 10

  Melanie

  “Where’s your car sis?”

  “It’s at the bar. I need to go get it. Will you give me a ride down there in a minute? I would have asked mom, but she would have given me a hard time for going there in the first place.”

  “She should. Are you even old enough to drink?”

  I ignored his question and asked him if he was going to give me a ride or not. I was kind of grouchy and wasn’t in the mood to answer all of his questions right now.

  “How did you get home?”

  “I got a ride. What’s with all the questions?”

  Scott had a suspicious look on his face and I wondered if I was looking guilty. I bet I was because all I could remember clearly about some of the night was a kiss that I shared with Carl. It hadn’t went far, certainly not as far as I wanted it to, but Carl had made it clear that I have to stay away. My brother was trying to protect me, but he was the reason that it hadn’t gone further.

  “Because I just want to know that you aren’t doing anything stupid. You look hungover.”

  I was, badly so and it was a lot of work to even keep my eyes open at this particular moment in time. There was still too much noise and light, but if I stayed in bed too long, the questions would come from mom and she would be certain that I was sick.

  “I might be a little hungover, but it’s no big deal. It wouldn’t be the first time.”

  “Has mom seen you?”

  “No and I would like to get the car back before then. I don’t want to hear it from her already. I just got back. Can’t you have a little compassion for your sister?”

  “Fine, let’s go. But we got to swing by Bianca’s to pick up Carl. He’s going to help me with a couple of things around the house. Dad wants me to get them done and I told him that I would. Carl is handy with most everything, so he offered to come over yesterday. I swear that guy can do anything”

  As soon as I heard his name, I perked up and paid attention. I wanted to see him again, even though he might not want to see me. I didn’t know who Bianca was though.

  “Bianca?”

  “Grawly. You k
now her. She used to work at the canteen before it closed up.”

  I searched my mind for who he was talking about, but I couldn’t remember. The canteen had been closed for a long time and even when I was back home for a visit, I never stayed around here that much. I didn’t know who he was talking about until we pulled up at her house and I instantly knew I didn’t like her.

  I’d only seen her couple of times before in town and she was someone that hadn’t even looked at me when I’d passed her. She was better than everyone or so she thought and you could see it written all over her face.

  Now the woman was staring at me in the same way as she had before and I could tell that she hadn’t changed much since I’d seen her last. But now she looked at me like competition and I made sure to smile and wave at her. She didn’t smile back and I scooched over for Carl to get in before I looked back through the windshield at her. The blonde was not happy and she stared daggers through the glass like she knew what I was thinking. Did she know about the kiss? I didn’t think that Carl was the type to tell his secrets and I really didn’t like the fact that he had a girlfriend that he had to withhold information from in the first place.

  Why hadn’t I known about her? And if I had known about her, would I have cared? I didn’t now, so I don’t think that I would have back then either.

  Carl’s knee touched mine before he moved it away and Scott got back in. I was stuck between the two of them and I didn’t look back up at Bianca. She had nothing but something akin to hate in her eyes and I didn’t want to see it anymore. I shouldn’t have smiled at her like I did.

  The two guys talked about a few things and then we were at the bar and I was driving back home. I was turning down the street and saw that they were already back and instead of going back home, I went instead to see Lily. I said I would and I realized that it was a good way to forget about what was going on.

  Lily had been my boss and friend for many years. She’d been the one that had first thought of boarding school. I was going down the wrong path, that’s what everyone said and getting me away from it all was better than getting trouble. I was sent away and it worked in some aspects because I stopped getting in trouble. The reasons were of course different, but I’m glad that I left. It was all because of Lily and her time in boarding school that got me thinking about it.

  When I pulled up it looked the same as it always had. The small white house was down by the small river that cut through town and everything was starting to bloom. I was sure that she would be out in her garden as beautiful as the weather was and when I got out and went behind the house, there she was, right where I knew she would be. I liked the predictability of Lily. I always had.

  Waving to her when she looked up and saw me, Lily smiled and put down her ho. “Well Melanie, it’s been a while? I thought I would see you in a couple of months when the year was done?”

  “You get to see me sooner Lily. I decided to come home for a while, maybe just skip the rest of the term. I passed by the market last night and saw it was sold. I had to come see you and find out what was going on.”

  She smiled in that tired way she had picked up the last couple of years and shrugged. “It was time to move on Melanie. Sometimes, it’s just time. I’ve been living in the past since George died, so now I have to move on.”

  Chapter 11

  Melanie

  The talk with Lily had me thinking about moving on. I of course equated it to Carl because he was what was on my mind right now. I couldn’t get him off of it, even if I tried. The way she talked about moving on and putting the past behind her made me think that maybe I needed to do the same thing with him. Carl was with Bianca and I was off limits to him. Scott didn’t want us together and Carl was bad news when it came to matters of females and the heart. I knew that he had broken quite a few hearts when I was here before I left. I had a feeling that nothing had changed in that respect.

  Lily was going on an adventure she said. She was packing up and taking an RV across the country. Apparently there was a lot of it that she hadn’t seen yet and she wanted to remedy this with a road trip. She’d told me that she was glad I was back for a while because she wanted me to take care of the house and garden while she was gone. At first I was sure that I was going to go back to school and finish out the last bit of time I had left when I was done with my break, but now I wasn’t so sure. I agreed before I really thought about it and made it so. I wouldn’t tell her one thing and then not do it, so I was locked into the decision now, whether it was a good one or not.

  When I got back to the house, Scott’s car was still in the driveway and the guys were nowhere to be seen. If I was going to take Lily’s route and move on from the past, it was going to be now. Instead of looking for them somewhere in the backyard, I went inside. I told mom about Lily leaving for a while and me watching her place. She thought it was a good idea and I think she liked the idea that I was staying for a while. After what Scott told me, there was no way that I would be able to go back to school and think about class any ways, not when there was so much going on here.

  I was just going to have to stay away from Carl. Keeping my distance like I had before and eventually I would think about him less and less. I wasn’t going to let one kiss change all of that. I needed my peace back because he still didn’t want me. Maybe that wasn’t true, he did, but we were just as destined to be apart as before. There was nothing I could do about the situation because it was helpless like it always was.

  ***

  I settled into Lily’s place and I did a good job of staying out of my parent’s house when Carl was over helping out with random projects. Dad had been sick for a little while, but there were a lot of things that were falling to the wayside before his diagnosis. I think in a way he wanted to get everything ready for my mom. It was sweet, romantic and sad all at the same time.

  But in the end it meant that Carl was over a lot and I was spending more and more time at Lily’s. She’d left and now I was left with a quiet, green sanctuary that helped me to forget about Carl and the crush that I’d had so long ago.

  I still had to go home though and there were several awkward times when I was sure that I was going to have to leave because his eyes were full of something dark. It was much like before since I’d been back and I remembered his words about slamming into me a hundred times. It still made me shiver inside and when it was paired with the fact that he was looking at me in that way, it was impossible not to wonder what it would be like if things were different. I wanted to move on, but there was still that nagging question and feeling inside of me that was harder than ever to dispel. I wanted to of course, needed to more aptly, but I couldn’t.

  Today I was home because I promised mom I would help her with some canning and of course when I showed up in dad’s car, Carl was the first person that I saw. He was fixing the gutters and Scott was nowhere around. I don’t know what got into me, but I was feeling flirtatious and I had the man looking at me in a strange way not long after I arrived. He was on a ladder and his ass was level with my face. I merely made mention that it was a nice ass.

  Carl practically jumped and then looked around before looking down at me. I wanted to make him nervous and I succeeded very quickly.

  “Hey Melanie. What are you doing here?”

  “Canning jelly and checking out the view.”

  His brow bent and he told me to shush. “Your brother will be back in a minute.”

  “Pity.”

  I stepped just a few feet away. “You should come have a drink with me tonight. I will be twenty one tomorrow.”

  “I can’t. Bianca has this thing.”

  I wrinkled up my nose, even though I tried not to. I didn’t like Bianca and I didn’t like her being the reason he wouldn’t come out with me.

  “Oh, well then I guess I will see if Jake wants to go out. He was always up for a night out when I asked him. I hope he is free tonight.”

  It did what it was supposed to do and I got a dirty look fro
m Carl that made me smile inside because I knew that I’d just gotten my way. “Fine, I will see you there later, but just having a couple of drinks. That’s it.”

  “Suit yourself. See you later Carl. I look forward to it.”

  I saw Scot before I went in the house. “Hey Scott.” I waved and went in before catching Carl’s eyes. I couldn’t let it go, even though I probably should. Lily was right on some respects, but so wrong in others.

  Chapter 12

  Carl

  I was asking for trouble. This wasn’t something that was a surprise for me of course, but at the same time, it should have at least made me pause. Melanie was acting strange today and she had this upbeat smile that I was hard pressed not to respond to. She was in a mood and tonight was going to be more of the first night she was back. That should have held me back some, but it didn’t.

  Bianca was starting to get suspicious. Ever since that day that Scott and his sister came to pick me up, Bianca had had nothing good to say about Melanie. She didn’t know her, but she wanted me to stay away from her and she would have a fit if she knew I was driving towards the bar to meet up with her right now. Scott wouldn’t be too happy about it either, but here I was, doing that very thing. It was stupid, but there was still something that drew me to Melanie and just because of all of the reasons why, there wasn’t enough reasons why not. I knew that I was going to pay for it later, one way or another, but now I had a feeling that it was going to be sooner than later. I was pushing it, when I should have just walked away.

  When I got there, I saw that Melanie was already there and I also saw Jake’s new car. I hoped the man wasn’t sniffing around her again. He really was bad news, even if it was Melanie that had ended it before. I didn’t want to think about the two of them together. It didn’t make sense. It didn’t make sense for her to be with anyone else but me. That’s all that mattered and I wish that she would learn it sooner than later.