Yes, she had expressed loneliness these past two years at times, but he thought she understood. He was working hard for their future together. But from this picture, it was him, who didn’t understand her at all.
“Oh, Alex, baby, that feels so . . . so . . .” her voice trailed off.
He couldn’t believe it. She was with Alex. Alex, a friend to both of them. He liked Alex right away when they met. They had become great friends. A serious student, here on scholarship, playing ball for the university. They had met Alex at a party two years ago, and quickly developed a friendship over their shared love of the game, and the similar professors and classes they had taken. Alex was studying law too.
He could hear his heart pounding as it tore into shreds. Not only was Nicole betraying him, but Alex as well. It was too much. He almost chose to turn and leave, but some sick perverseness overtook him, and he had to see it for himself. Had to see the woman he loved fucking their friend. He had to witness this betrayal.
He walked down the hallway, and saw Nicole’s bedroom door slightly ajar.
“Oh, Alex, so good. Yes . . .” she murmured. He couldn’t hear Alex at all, didn’t want to, but he still walked forward, as if in slow motion, towards that door that loomed larger as he got closer. His tunnel vision made it appear like it was miles away, yet he was just steps away from seeing her, seeing them together.
“Oh-oh,” her cries of pleasure were coming faster and getting louder. He could hear her thrashing about on the bed. He could envision her there, gripping the twisted sheets like she did when he pleasured her, and it sickened him. How could they destroy them all with this act?
Just one more foot to go and he took that final step as Nicole cried out her final release. “Oh fuck me. Yesssss!” He was standing in the door, and now there could be no denying it. There she was, Alexandra Martin, at the foot of the bed on her knees, licking Nicole’s pussy, sucking her clit, while she climaxed and reached her pinnacle. Nicole’s brown waves were splayed across the sheets just like he imagined, as she gasped for breath, and Alex crawled up her body taking her nipple into her mouth and suckled at the rosy peaks. Breaking free of her nipple, Alex whispered to Nicole, “I love you Nicky. Always.”
Nicole reached a hand upward to take hold of Alex’s auburn hair, and in her dainty fist grasped it pulling him closer. They began to kiss, and soon Nicole used her body to turn Alex onto the bed.
He took a step back in that moment, back into the shadows of the hallway, but not before Alexandra saw him. He took a breath, he hadn’t realized he’d been holding, and turned without saying a word. He walked down the hallway, and out the door, closing it softly behind him. He took the stairs two at a time, not wanting to wait for the elevator. He just had to get out. Out of the building, and out of the city. At twenty-five when he thought his life was just about to really begin with a family of his own, he realized that it simply wasn’t. His faith had been tested before, but now he had lost it. This betrayal and the image of the two of them together would be burned into his mind’s eye forever, into his soul it seemed in that moment. Happily ever after wouldn’t happen for him. Not now. Not ever, he thought bitterly as he made it to the bus stop just in time to catch the city transport.
And four years later, when he woke up from that nightmare it was like he had lived it all over again. It was the reason he had agreed to move from New York. It was the reason he didn’t trust woman. It was the reason he took what he needed, and walked away. That was how Blaze felt, and there wasn’t anything, or anyone, who could ever change his mind again.