Even with stacy kissing my neck and running her long nails down my back I couldn't do it, I couldn't enter her without thinking about Cait. So I just made her unravel with my fingers.
I feel like I just tamed half of my soul again.
The day dragged by and I just felt more empty with each passing second. I could feel my good mood caving in I knew it wasn't about to last long. It's now 2pm and I'm in the local meat store getting the meat for the barbeque. I didn't cancel despite my bad mood. Once I got home I got everything ready and waited for Estelle to show up. Harry helped me outside and I can't help but notice how our whole ordeal we faced today made us closer. I feel my mother's eyes on me . She has a sense of pride when she looks at me . If she only actually knew how empty I feel. I feel like a big part of me is gone with Caitlyn and I don't know if i want it back just yet. She can keep it. She can keep that part of my soul in the same way I keep the memories we share greedily. Estelle does in fact bring alcohol and harry is the first to open the bottle and start pouring shots. He tried getting me to drink twice now but fails. Tonight I need something stronger. I need something strong enough to knock me out my senses completely. We all sat at the outside table to eat. Estelle sat next to me and rubbed circles on my thighs. Eventually the teasing had gotten bad and I started craving her. She was pleased with herself when she looked at me and I couldn't breath properly. Estelle and I both know it's just some form of lust between the two of us. She's way to old for me.
We are seated on my bed now and I fucking can't hold it in anymore. I start to trace the lace pattern on her. She's looking at me in the eyes and I look away. I dont feel like talking I just feel like putting my emotions off and this how I go about doing it. She spreads her legs on either side of me as she climbs onto me. I unclip her bra and she nibbles my jawline. Her body moves in small circles on mine. I don't intend to hold back tonight. My body wants this pleasure from this morning or lack thereof. She's making her way down my front with her hands. I grab ahold of them and turn us around so I'm on top of her. I hold both her hands above her and she gasps and closes her eyes. I bite at her left nipple and feel her vibrate. She tries to fight my grasp on her hands but I hold her down flush. " no touching " I look up at her and pure lust consumes me and guides my free hand down her body. She's breathing heavy as I rub circles on her, teasing her with every movement. I want her to beg me for mercy. I bite at the skin above her navel , I'm not even bothered at the fact that I'm leaving marks behind.
" Tyler please stop I want you so bad" her voices comes out as a whisper. I don't even smirk nothing . I'm not guided by emotion tonight that part of me is off. I'm guided by my lust and need to release my energy. I spread her legs open further and make her unravel with my fingers. She catches her breath and moves to sit up. I push her back down and move my tongue down her body. I play with her using my tongue until I feel her legs tighten around my neck and she tugs at my hair as she arches of the bed. I look up at her and she grips me. Not today I'm not done with you. I lay on the bed and let her climb on top of me. I grab a handful of her hair and pull it hard. I hear her moan and sit up I turn her around and slip on the protection. I take her from the back and after a while i feel myself fill the empty bag. She's out of breath and I'm exhausted now. She looks up at me to speak but I close my eyes.
I'm not in the mood to speak now. I thought the familiar feeling of that euphoric state would help but I feel more torn now. I feel a bit guilty for using her but she used me to. I feel the burn inside of me and I turn my back to her. She waits about half an hour before she sneaks out. I knew she would. This is how we did it as kids too. She would come multiple times and then fucking leave. I never knew what it feels to have touch on an intimate level and communication mixed with passion or even the need to know every detail about a person. All this happened when Caitlyn came into my life and I didn't know what to do with it when it came my way and now it's gone.
I stare outside my window and look at the stars. I remember the day Caitlyn came to the workshop and found my surprise for her. Unable to sleep I decide to walk outside and relive some memories of my dad in the garage. I walk in and immediately feel the yearning in my soul for him. I never stopped missing him but when Caitlyn was around it was easier some how. I look around at a few pictures he had on the wall. I open cupboards just reminiscing about my childhood when a can of paint catches my eye. It's a purple a deep purple, similar to the original paint the Impala was launched in. I feel a smile tug at my cheeks. My father did buy paint I just didn't find it until now. I open the tin and the consistency of the paint still seems normal. I load a spray gun and push the Impala in the garage to paint. I smile as the colour catches with each spray.
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Letting Go
RomanceTyler Slone is your typical bad boy and of course like any other cliche he goes soft when he meets his good girl Caitlyn Peterson, but what if things aren't as they seem and the story doesn't take the cliched turn we've all grown used to. I wrote th...
