I hate this so much. It’s becoming more and more frequent for his father to hurt him. I’m starting to worry that if no one stops him he may end up killing him, and there’s no way that I can live without Alex. He thinks that I keep the pain away, but he’s wrong . . . he’s always been my something for the pain, not the other way around.
I can hear him struggling to breathe as he rests his head above mine and pulls me in closer. It’s ripping me apart from the inside out. Every single part of me hurts for him, as well as the thought of ever losing him.
Please don’t take him from me . . .
HOLDING TRIPP AS TIGHTLY AS I can, I try to get comfortable without hurting myself too much. I hate letting Tripp see me hurting, but I can’t stop myself from coming here to be with her after every fight. Being with her just numbs the pain and makes me believe that things will get better.
With my mother close to dying and my brother always out on the streets fighting, Tripp is the closest comfort that I have. My father has become a crazed lunatic that I can’t even look in the face anymore. He’s dead to me now; a total piece of shit that isn’t strong enough to take care of his family. He’s not a real man. A real man fights to his death to keep his family together, but he’s doing everything he can to rip us apart. I’m only sticking around for my mother and Memphis. If it weren’t for them I’d be long gone by now. Well, maybe . . .
I look down at Tripp in my arms and then I realize that isn’t true. I’m stuck here. She will always keep me here. She’ll always be my reason to come back. She’s so fucking precious to me.
I close my eyes and sigh, before running my thumb under Tripp’s eye to wipe away the tears. She’s close to falling asleep now. I can tell by her breathing. I feel bad for waking her up in the first place, but I wasn’t strong enough to be alone tonight. She’s always my strength when I have none.
I’ll spend the next two hours holding her and pretending that life is okay, and then I’ll slip out of her window and sneak back into my bedroom, where everything is far from okay.
Until then . . .
“Love you, babe,” I whisper once I know that she’s asleep; when I know that she can’t hear me.
This may be the only time I say it. If it slips again, I’ll know for sure that she means more to me than just a friend, and everything will have to change.
I’m not sure I can handle that . . .
I AWAKE IN THE MIDDLE of the night, tangled up in the warmth of Tripp’s body. The silkiness of her smooth skin against mine has me fighting with everything in me not to do something that I might regret. I didn’t come in here looking to do anything but hold her and fall asleep. We’ve slept in the same bed plenty of times before, but never with such a small amount of clothing. Her bare ass is fucking torture up against my stiff dick, and every time she moves a little . . . it gets harder. She’s always gotten me hard, but this is on an entirely different level. There’s definitely no hiding this one from her.
Swallowing, I lean down and press my lips against the side of Tripp’s neck while brushing her long hair away from her shoulder. I hear a small moan escape her lips as she whispers my name, her voice barely coming out.
That small breath of air is what does me in. I’m fucking fooling myself if I think I can control myself from acting on the urge to make love to her right now. She’s all that I’ve been able to think about since I got a taste the other night, and I’m a total mess over her right now. Maybe I always have been . . .
Snaking one arm around her belly, I wrap the other one around her neck and rock my hips, grinding my erection against her perky ass. Fuck the consequences. Damn, it feels so good to not hold back for once.
She moans again, but louder this time, and then stretches her neck as I pull it back and run my tongue up the length of it.
“Alex. . . . Touch me. Please.” She breathes loudly. “I can’t take you rubbing your dick against me like that and not feeling you. I can’t fight it anymore. I need you inside of me.”
“Fuck, babe,” I whisper in her ear, totally fucking losing it. “When you put it that way . . . I have no choice but to bury myself deep inside your pussy and take care of you. Fuck! You know I’ll always give you what you need. Even me,” I add, in the heat of the moment. I don’t really know what I meant by that last part, but at the moment I don’t have time to figure it out. I just need to be inside her right now.
“We really shouldn’t do this . . .” I say, in between each kiss down her arm, pulling the strap of her silky tank down lower with each kiss. “Just one more time,” I whisper. “Just for tonight, Tripp. Just two friends having fun.”
“Just for tonight,” she repeats behind me, breathing out, sounding desperate. “We can both handle one more time. Right?”
I don’t answer her, because well . . . I don’t know the answer, but I can’t worry about it at the moment.
Rolling her over on her back, I move over her, and slip my body between her legs, spreading them with my knees until my erection is pressing against her heat. I wet my lips, before roughly biting the bottom one and then lift Tripp to strip her of her shirt.
A deep growl escapes me as her beautiful breasts fall from the fabric of her shirt, just waiting to be sucked and licked by me. “So fucking beautiful . . .”
Grabbing her wrists, I hold them above her head while laying her back down and gently tugging on her right nipple with my teeth. Her body instantly reacts to it, pushing up to reach my mouth again as I pull away.
“Don’t stop.” Her arm wraps around my neck and she pulls me down until my face is planted between her breasts, her back arched off the bed. “I want to feel your mouth on me. It feels so good, Stud.”
Hearing her use her nickname for me causes my dick to somehow harden even more. It reminds me that the woman I’m about to sink into is my best friend: Tripp Daniels. I never thought this would happen; yet here I am between her beautiful legs for the second time this week.
Flicking my tongue out, I run it between her breasts, before finding her left nipple and sucking it into my mouth, teasing it with my barbell.
“Alex . . . mmm . . .” She moves her hands up to my hair and tangles her fingers in it, then pulls. I will never be able to handle her hands in my hair again after this. Shit . . .”Lower,” she whispers, pushing down on my head. “Please . . . keep going. I need you to taste me.”
Looking up at her, I run my tongue down her body, not stopping until I reach her throbbing, wet pussy. “You want my mouth here, Firecracker?” I slip my finger beneath her panties and run my finger between her slick folds. “You want me to taste you until you come again?”
Sexually frustrated, she tugs on my hair and growls at me as I slip my finger inside her tight cunt. “Yes . . . yes . . . Alex.” I pump in and out of her, causing her hips to buck off the bed. “Shit . . .” She pulls my hair so hard that I have to clench my jaw through the pain, but it only fucking makes me want her more. This woman can hurt me all she wants and I’ll still give her anything she asks for.
“You asked for it, babe.” Smirking, I pull out my fingers and rip her panties down her legs, tossing them aside, before burying my face between her thighs and sucking her clit so hard that she screams.
I’m going to eat her pussy so damn good that my mouth on her sweet spot will be the only thing she can think about while having sex with Lucas, or any other man for that matter. When she comes it will be to thoughts of my tongue tasting her in ways that no other man is capable of coming close to. It will be because of her best friend, the man that fucking knows her better than anyone else. Sorry fuckers . . .
Licking her pussy from the bottom of her slit to the top, I cause her to grip the bed sheets and moan out, preparing for me to make her explode. When she has a good grip, I place my mouth around her clit and suck, before swirling my tongue around it, being sure to use every fucking inch of my tongue. I want to taste her like I want to fucking breathe.
I lick her slow and steady, before dipping lower and fucking her with my tongue. After only a few seconds I feel her thighs already starting to shake, so I pull my tongue out, run it along her pussy, and suction her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue up and down in a steady rhythm.
“Ah. . . . Mmmm. . . . Fuck me. Alex! Aleeeex!” Her thighs tighten around my head, squeezing just as hard, or maybe even harder than last time. “Oh my God . . . I can’t . . . I can’t take it.”
Her hands find my hair again and pull. I love it. I’ve never loved someone’s hands in my hair so much before. I need to be inside Tripp right fucking now, and I don’t care how desperate she knows I am for her either.
With quickness, I strip out of my boxer briefs and slide between her legs, gripping her thigh with one hand and the back of her neck with the other.
“Fuck, Tripp . . . I want to be inside of you more than I’ve ever wanted to be inside of another woman before. If this is the last time . . .” I stop to gently kiss her lips, biting the bottom one as I pull away and look her in the eyes. “Let’s make it count,” I whisper.