Being able to share my last summer with them, is something that I still hold dear to my heart. There was no drama, issues, or problems. We were just the trio that we always were. I’m grateful I got the opportunity to experience that with them again, before heading off into the real world.
I was definitely nervous; I had never been away from home longer than a week. I didn’t know what to expect. I wanted to make my parents proud of me; I think that was the biggest influence for me choosing to go to my father’s school. I also wanted to experience something different, just to say that I did. Even if I ended up back in Miami, I could say that I got to live in New York.
I knew it was going to be devastating for my girls and I. They were a huge factor in my decision. I didn’t want to leave them. However, part of me felt like it would do us some good, like maybe things could change when I came back or something.
I don’t know what I was thinking or hoping for, I guess I thought we would be older and things wouldn’t be so hard and confusing for any of us, like time could magically make everything alright, whether that be Olivia and I being together or accepting the fact that we never would.
We were watching a movie in my room on my last night, we were all laying in my bed with me at the end and the girls against the headboard. Oli was dozing off and she excused herself and told me she would come over in the morning to say goodbye. Julia told her she would be home after the movie was over.
As soon as Olivia left I would catch Julia looking over at me.
“What?” I asked, looking over at her.
“Nothing.”
“Oh come on, Babygirl, you know that shit doesn’t work on me. Now tell me or I’ll tickle you till you do.” She laughed, while hiding her feet under the covers.
“Nothing…” She urged.
“You’re going to make me do it aren’t you? You have three seconds before I come over there.” I warned, starting to sit up.
“One…”
“Sebastian…it’s nothing.”
“Two…”
“Are you being serious?”
“Two and a half…”
“Fine!” She yelled out and sighed, “I don’t want you to go.”
“Babygirl…it’s a little late for that.” I explained.
“You never asked me how I felt about it. Don’t you think, you should have at least asked me? I would have asked you.” I looked at her while I started to scratch my head.
“I mean we’ve done everything together, Sebby. Now you’re leaving me.” She whispered.
“You know that’s not true. I could never leave you, you’re too important to me. I’m just going to try out something new.”
“Why?”
“What do you mean, why?”
“Why do you need to try out something new, Sebby? Why can't I be enough?
Why have I never been enough for you?” She stammered.
“Where is this coming from, Babygirl? You are enough, you mean the world to me, you know that.” I stammered. Great, it was like deja vu. I had already heard this once, from Oli mere months ago. I mean I knew how Julia felt, well, I thought I did, to hear her say it was a whole other ballgame. One that I wasn't sure I wanted to play. What the hell was I supposed to say?
“Sebby…Can we talk?”
“We are talking.”
“No…I mean really talk.” She suggested.
“Isn’t that what we always do?”
“Ugh…fine. Just listen, can you do that?”
“Mmm hmm.” I said nodding.
“We have known each other our whole lives. We have engaged in endless amounts of conversation. This needs to mean something. I need you to know before you leave that you mean something to me. You always have.”
“Okay…”
“Will there ever be a time for us?”
“Babygirl…what are you asking me?”
“I’m asking if there will ever be more to us than what we have now. I love you, you’re my best friend, and I want you to know that you mean more to me.”
“I do know that, Babygirl, and you know I feel the same way. You've always been that for me. You're always going to be in my life and nothing will ever change that. You’re my Babygirl, you always will be. Nobody will ever be able to take that away from me.”
“Sebastian, I don’t think your understanding what I am saying. I’m saying I want to be the one. The one for you.”
“Babygirl, you’re too young to even be thinking like that. You have so much more life to live. The second you start college, some hot guy is going to sweep you off your feet, you will have to get my approval first though.” I tried to make her laugh, but she wasn’t even smiling.
“Will you be honest with me?” She cautioned.
“Of course.”
“If I were Oli would you have said the same thing?” She asked while avoiding eye contact with me.
“What? Where is this coming from?”
“Just answer the question. Please, you owe me that much. If Oli were sitting here saying this to you, would you have told her the same thing?”
“It’s different with both of you, Babygirl. I can’t begin to express how much I love both of you. You have been my everything since the day you were born. It doesn’t matter who has come or will come into the picture. You will always be that to me.” I reaffirmed grabbing her chin to look at her. “You are beautiful to me inside and out. I could never imagine my life without you in it. The way things are with Oli is different. I can’t lie to you and say that I love you both in the same way, I don’t. Although, don’t for one second think that I love her more than you, it’s complicated.”
Nodding, she hesitated to say what was on her mind, “Sebby, I know that things have changed over the years with all of us. We’ve all grown up and matured in different ways. I need to know that you’ll always be mine. I love Oli; please believe me when I say that. However, I can’t imagine anything more between you and her than already exists.”
My head was throbbing with this conversation. I didn’t think that Julia would throw me an ultimatum. That’s what she was doing right? Giving me a choice? What the fuck do I even say to that?
“You’re both going to find someone that makes you happy, and if they love you even half as much as I do, it will make me a happy man. It doesn’t matter where you or I end up, Babygirl, it will never change the fact that you’re a part of me. Who knows…maybe you’ll make me the Man of Honor, because I most definitely deserve it.”
That one won me a smile, if I was being completely honest with myself it gave me more of a migraine to think about Oli being with someone else. I was fucked. Babygirl, would be devastated if anything were to happen with Oli and I. I couldn’t do that to her. That was her sister, and I was her best friend, it would have been double the agony. We both would have lost her.
We finished watching the movie and Julia went home. I stayed up all night thinking about the consequences of what would happen if Julia ever found out about Oli and me. It would crush her.
I wished that things could have been different. I wanted nothing more than to see what would happen if I were given the opportunity to explore things further with Olivia. It was devastating to know that I couldn’t allow that to happen, for all of our sakes. I wasn’t just thinking about myself, it was for all of us. Our lives and friendships would be ruined.
I meant every word I said to Julia, she couldn’t not be in my life. She was a part of me.
I learned in that moment that you can’t always have what you want and you just have to hope that everything works out for the best.
The next morning I woke up and said goodbye, to my girls.
Chapter 8
Madam moved to sit on the opposite side of the couch and handed Brooke the robe, while she sat beside me. I glanced at the camera that was now pointed directly at us and noticed a little green light blinking. Brooke grabbed my chin and brought my attention back to her.
“Don’t worry about the camera, B
ella…just focus on me, okay? Can I call you Bella? I love that name, you look more like a Bella to me, sweet and innocent Bella.” Her voice was low pitched; it was soothing and intoxicating. She smelled elegant, majestic, and royal, I don’t know how to describe how she smelled. It was alluring, and I couldn’t help feeling like a magnet being pulled.
“I like the name Bella too.” I rattled, with a nervy voice.
“Great! I can tell already that you and I are going to be amazing friends. I started off a little like you. You remind me a lot of myself.” I wondered how so, but didn’t ask.
She pulled both straps of my dress down exposing my breasts.
“I knew I wanted more out of life, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it,” she explained, moving to a crouch on the floor. Never taking her eyes from mine, she tugged the hem of my dress beckoning me to shimmy out of it. She slid my dress over my ankles and placed it on the shiny table. I sat there in just my panties and heels, not really knowing what to think. I glanced over at Madam, noticing the look of satisfaction on her face. I wanted to make her happy. For whatever reason, I wanted to please her.
“Phew…Bella, you are going to make clients very happy…your body is a paradise,” Brooke praised.
She rose, resting her weight on her knees and etching her lips to my collarbone, she blew soft breaths to my skin. I felt my breath catch, as she lightly caressed the sides of my breasts. I felt awakened, and my nervousness was vaguely perceptible.
“Your breasts are round, plump, and perky.”
Her tantalizing breaths progressed to the middle of my breasts. That caused another hidden gasp.
“Your nipples are just the right size.”
She looked up at my face, and didn’t stop caressing the sides of my breasts.
“I know you don’t see it, you’re glowing Bella, you were made for this. There are very few women in this world who are made for pleasure, and you are one of them. We are few and far between, Bella.”
Her hands skimmed the sides of my body until she stopped at the edges of my panties. With her index fingers, she began to slide them down. I slipped out one leg at a time.
“The shoes stay on.” She asserted.
She turned and Madam handed her my robe. I extended my arm and she slid it on, and left it open in the front. Brooke sat down next to me. I felt disappointed that I was clothed again. It was a thrill that I couldn’t even begin to explain. I wasn’t sure if they were dwindling for my benefit.
“Spread your legs, Bella Rosa.” Madam demanded, in a soft tone. I did as I was told and the thrill was enlightening. I felt their gazes on every inch of my body. I could feel the yearning and hunger in the room.
“Your pussy is sweeter than I thought it would be, you’re just the right shade of cream. It’s been a nice surprise that you don’t have any tan lines. Your caramel skin color is natural. That pleases me,” Madam assured me, while inspecting my pussy. I, for some indescribable reason loved it. I think that moment was one of the most thrilling moments of my life. It was overwhelmingly and electrifying. I was adored. I was wanted. I was loved.
My nerves had subsided and I felt aroused. My core was throbbing and all I craved was relief. I suppressed the urge to touch myself and instead felt driven to want to touch Brooke. I turned to her and twirled her hair, as Madam had once done to me. I moved her hair to my nose and inhaled. Brooke did not seem surprised by my forwardness.
“Do you know that you have a deep erotic smell about you? It’s addicting.” I said.
I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled, she moaned. I kissed lightly at her jawline. Her warming skin was apparent. I forgot about everything in that moment, and all I wanted to do was please Brooke, and in return receive pleasure. I didn’t care that Madam was in the room, or that there was a camera filming us. I desired her, I wanted to touch and taste her. I wanted to feel every inch of her body and have her do the same to me. I wanted to be one with her. I had never craved anything this much in my whole life.
I brought her lips to mine and traced her bottom lip with the tip of my tongue, and then did the same with the top. I softly pecked her to provoke a reaction. She understood and opened her mouth as I plunged my tongue in and she sought it out. Our tongues twirled around and we tasted each other, we were both moaning at this dance. We breathed each other in, like it was our last breath, inhaling the invigorating scent of arousal and lust.
“I knew you would be like this, Bella Rosa. I knew once given the chance you would surpass any thought I would have imagined.” Madam proclaimed.
I didn’t pay any attention to what she was saying. I couldn’t. I wanted Brooke. She tugged the edges of my robe and slipped it down, never breaking our kiss, our connection. I did the same to her and once I knew it was off, I wanted to look at her. I removed my lips from hers and looked at her eyes, her pupils were dilated and her eyes appeared dark. I knew mine looked the same. I took that time to really look at her. She was a goddess. Her lips were swollen and red, her skin was warm and rosy, her hair was tussled and flowed loosely. She was radiant.
“You’re a vision, Brooke.” I said.
My eyes moved from her face to her neck and I saw her pulse pulsating. I blinked and moved my eyes to her breasts, she was breathing heavily, causing her breasts move upward every few seconds. They were calling to me. I put her left pink, perfect nipple on my tongue and licked, she moaned again and grabbed the back of my neck, urging to me to do more. With my teeth I pulled on it at first and then sucked, gentle and then firmer. Once it was a hard pebble, I moved to her other breast and did the same. I was feasting on her. She brought my mouth back up to hers and we began the same alluring dance.
She moved forward, causing me to move backwards until I was lying on my back. She spread my legs, placing one leg between mine and then straddled the other. It was then that I felt the moisture of my pussy on her leg. She crouched a little more and that was when I felt the wetness of her on my leg, as well. We were still kissing even more passionately than before. We were both moaning openly, as we glided our clits on each other’s legs. I was getting close to orgasm, I could feel mine and I could feel hers as well. She suddenly stopped and lowered her mouth to my neck.
Panting so hard I could barely talk.
“What are you doing?” I asked. No…asked is the wrong word. It came out in some sort of frantic pant.
She moved from my neck to my left nipple, licked and sucked it until it was hard, she did the same to the other.
“Shhhh…Bella.” Her breath on my nipple gave me goose bumps.
“I’m going to take care of you…just lay back and enjoy it.” She demanded.
She trailed her tongue from my nipple to my bellybutton. I knew what she was going to do. I had never had anyone lick me down there. I didn’t go that far with guys. That’s not what it was about with me. I was anxious and eager for her to move faster. I gyrated my hips forward, hoping she would understand my silent plea. She looked up and smiled at me.
“Bella…you impatient little thing, don’t you know that good things come to those who wait, huh? I want to lick your pussy, as much as you want me to. Here’s the catch though, I want you to watch me. If you stop watching, I stop eating…okay?” She asked, and at that point I would have agreed to anything.
“Yes…” I replied.
I was confused by her next move. She repositioned her body to the floor and sat on her knees.
“Sit up Bella, and spread your legs on the sides of my body, put the ends of your heels to the edge of the couch.”
The tone of her voice was demanding and captivating; I did what I was told. I couldn’t help it, I felt so exposed and bare in this position. It made me feel even more erotic. My clit was throbbing I could feel it pulsating just wanting to be caressed. She leaned over and I thought I was finally getting what I wanted, I saw her inhale my scent.
“Hmmmm…Bella, you smell heavenly, I love the smell of a woman, and nothing compares to a woman’s scent.”/> She nudged my clit with her nose and then casually kissed it. I moaned loudly, not taking my eyes from her, there was no damn way I was going to let her stop. She licked me from my opening to the top of my clit. I moaned so loudly that it made my head fall back to the couch.
“Nah uh Bella, you aren’t following directions.” I looked at her.
“This will help…put your hands on your knees and spread your legs wider, don’t take your hands off your knees, and don’t stop watching.” She commanded.
I did as I was told and she repeated the same process. I felt even more exposed this way, and her tongue felt more forceful too. She started licking my clit back and forth, back and forth. She brought her lips to an O shape and began to suck lightly in a teasing manor.
“Oh my God Brooke, please don’t stop, please don’t stop…” I said in a husky voice.
Her sucking became more forceful as I felt the edge of her tongue in sync with her lips. She sucked on me until I was moaning senseless. She moved her tongue from my clit to my opening and pushed her tongue into my pussy as deep as it would go. I felt like I could come just like that if only it were longer. She stopped and I made a disgruntled sound. I watched her lick the palm of her hand and place it on my pussy as she began rubbing it up and down. I moaned again.
“Does that feel good, Bella? Do you want to come?” She asked, toying with me.
“Yes…I want to come so bad…please Brooke, please make me come…”
I was begging this woman that I just met to make me come, and I didn’t give one flying fuck, I needed to come, and I needed to come hard. Her hand was full of my juices and she brought it back up to her mouth, licking her middle finger clean.
“Hmmm…you taste like salty sweetness.” She implied.
She moved her mouth back to my clit and resumed her sucking torture. This time it felt more immediate and urgent. She pushed that same middle finger deep inside my pussy and moved upward right toward my g-spot. I yelped with a mixture of pleasure and pain. She moved her eyes to look right at my face while she ate me. It was the most stimulating view. I was closer to the edge of an orgasm just from her looking at me while she devoured my pussy. My body was tight, my legs were shaking, and my stomach was quivering. I subconsciously started to rock my hips with my hands still on my knees, it looked like I was fucking her face, and it caused her to moan.