“Oh…fuck…oh my God…I’m gonna come…please, Brooke fuck me harder…yes just like that, right there…”
Before I knew it my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I had the most intense orgasm of my life, my body convulsed for what felt like minutes, my brain was so foggy that I saw lighting flickering with my eyes closed. She didn’t stop until my breathing had slowed and I had rode out my orgasm on her mouth and fingers.
*S*
Being away from home was awful the first few months. Being part of a fraternity helped. Again, I pledged my dad’s old stomping grounds at Kappa Sigma. The guys quickly became like brothers to me, however I missed my girls terribly. I kept busy, with schoolwork and friends, it did little to aid in my misery of missing Julia and Olivia. Thinking about it, I realize now that Julia and I had never really been away from each other. This was the longest stretch we had ever been separated. God, I missed her.
Of course, I missed Olivia too. It was just a different kind of missing, more like a longing. At least we had gotten past the unwanted tensions from the past. I couldn’t handle that. It would have driven me crazy had I been away from her still bearing the strain.
I spent Thanksgiving and Christmas with their family and mine. Olivia and I never discussed that night at the waterhole. We continued to talk on the phone almost everyday. She and Julia were enjoying their junior year of high school and had become closer since I left. I could tell they were doing well. I loved the fact that they had each other. It felt great to be home, it made me miss them even more when I was back on campus without them.
They both started looking at colleges to apply to. Julia wanted to go to law school and Olivia was undecided. They were coming up to see me for the first time on Valentine’s Day; luckily it landed on a weekend that year.
However, they labeled it as ‘browsing the university’ for college research purposes. I was thrilled to finally have my girls there and for the three of us to spend time together. They were arriving at 9:00 p.m. I wanted to pick them up from the airport, however they insisted on taking a cab to experience “The New York lifestyle.”
I decided to live off campus and not in my fraternity house. I lived by myself and I loved it. I resided in East Village, because I wanted a two-bedroom apartment. I was fortunate that it was still within walking distance of campus. My rent was high, my parents were supportive though. I think they would have said yes to anything at this point, being that I was the only child.
I hopped in the shower and walked out into my living room.
“SURPRISE!”
I jumped, screaming like a little girl.
“Holy shit, girls!! You scared the fuck out of me. What are you doing here? Your plane doesn’t land until tonight.”
“We left after lunch and took an earlier flight. We wanted to surprise you, Sebby! Nice towel by the way.” Julia said. Olivia was looking at any and everything, but me. I could see her blushing. Damn it, I could not get hard right now.
“I mean, I could have been naked…” I said.
“Well…you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all, Sebby.” Julia replied. Did she just admit that she’s seen one?! I looked at Olivia.
“What the fuck is she talking about?” Julia grinned and Olivia chuckled. I needed to go change before I flipped my shit. I wanted us to have a great time this weekend. When I returned they were both looking at something on their iPad.
“You girls hungry? I thought we could go grab a bite to eat. I could show you around a little tonight. We’ll get a head start tomorrow on sightseeing, then tomorrow night the Kappa house is throwing their annual Valentine’s Day party.”
“I love everything about what you just said, Sebby!” Julia squealed.
I took them to Gruppo, the best pizza around, that I was aware of anyways. We walked around Tompkins Square Park for a bit. They whined the whole time about the cold. They had Florida blood, and couldn’t get over how cold it was, spoiled Miami blood. We crashed early, and I was woken at the ass crack of dawn to go explore Manhattan. We did all the tourist crap you can imagine; Statue of Liberty, Times Square, Central Park, Chrysler Building, Empire State Building, and Rockefeller Center. If I heard “please…just one more place” one more time, I would have keeled over and passed out.
It was great, both my girls in New York with me, one on each arm. I couldn’t have been happier, well maybe I could have, I was trying my damnedest not to go there. I still glanced at Olivia, and every freaking time I did, those green eyes lured me right to her. I kept my distance though. I mean we touched, goofing off and shit, not like I was fighting to touch her. I didn’t. I was proud of myself. I refrained and kept my two best friends, friends.
They made me promise that we would go to Little Italy the next day before they left. I was exhausted…how the hell can two small people move around that fast and still have energy is beyond me. By the time we made it back to the apartment it was time to get ready to go to dinner. I only had one bathroom, so I’m sure you can guess who got to get ready last. My bathroom looked like Victoria Secret fucking exploded. I mean…perfume, hairspray, body lotion, and a puffy brush that had sparkles on it, what the fuck is that?
Thank God, the worst was over, I thought, until I walked back to see what they were wearing. I’m still not sure what the hell they were wearing, two red skimpy something’s and to top it all off…fuck me heels!
“Why are you guys wearing t-shirts?” Of course, I got laughs in return.
“Relax crazy…they’re dresses! We got them from the Dash store on South Beach, aren’t they pretty?” Olivia asked, twirling around.
“Okay…where’s the rest of it? I asked as they looked down, liking what they saw and then each other. They looked back to me and I was sure they could read the What The Fuck expression.
Seriously, why am I the only one seeing a problem?!
“I’m not taking you to the Alpha house dressed like that, either change or we’re not going.” As if… calling my bluff they started walking to the door.
“We don’t have anything else to wear, plus we have coats to put on too. You need to get over this whole protective thing you got going on, it doesn’t suit you. We wear stuff like this all the time.”
“Since when?”
“Since now!” Julia shouted. With a disgruntled sigh. I moved to get my coat, damn it…another battle lost.
“Do not take drinks from anyone, and please pull your dress down every few steps.” I demanded.
A few of my brothers met us out at dinner and things went smoothly. The girls got along great with the guys. I can’t say that I was overly excited about that fact. I didn’t like the attention they were receiving. Call me a little protective.
The party was just how I had expected it to be. The place was packed, the alcohol was flowing loosely, and the music was blaring. I left the girls to get us all drinks, and to get away from them long enough to let the guys know that they were only seventeen, probably more for my benefit than theirs. I was hoping it would make their dicks stay in their pants. “Sebby, I’m going to go dance with Oli.” I heard Julia yell. Okay…dancing that shouldn’t be too bad right? Wrong…again! The girls were grinding all up on each other.
They could move. They could both move, of course my eyes landed right on Olivia’s dress riding up her thighs as she moved, grinding her hips. I looked to Julia and she was staring right at me. I knew what the sad smile meant without words. She wanted me to be looking at her the way I seemed to idiotically always be looking at Olivia. It never failed. She seemed to always catch me, longing after her sister and best friend. Jesus, I had to stop.
“Damn man…how the hell did you grow up next to that?” My brother asked, pulling me from my thoughts of Olivia and my eyes from Julia’s hurt expression.
“Don’t ask!” I replied, with an even tone.
The rest of the night proceeded with much of the same. The girls drank and danced while I monitored and stood guard. By two m. I had a slight buzz
and had been holding the urge to piss for as long as I could. There were so many people it wouldn’t have taken thirty seconds to lose sight of them. I tried to continue to hold it, it was becoming unbearable. I had to piss, NOW!
“Tony, do not let them out of your sight. I’ll be right back.”
“Yeah bro, no worries,” he halfheartedly promised, as his hips swayed to the music.
The line to the bathroom was long, as I expected. It was always like that at these parties. I decided to slip out the back door and use a bush. All I could do was shake my head in disbelief, as I ventured back to the girls. They were both dancing all over each other, not that that was any different than what they had been doing it all night, nevertheless the table? What the hell happened to my little Julia, that stuck her tongue out on a continuous bases, and my Olivia, afraid to jump from the tire swing?
“What the fuck man?” I reprimanded Tony.
“What? You said not to lose sight of them. I didn’t…” he assured me, pointing to them. “They’re right there.” I would deal with him later.
“Can you help me get them down and into a taxi?”
“They’re so much fun to look at. Oh come on bro they’re actually pretty tame, just trying out the good ole college experience.” He laughed.
I gave him a stern look. God, I was turning into my father, acting like they were my responsibility; shit they were.
“Alright…party downer, let’s get them.”
Getting them off the table and to the cab wasn’t as hard as I imagined it was going to be, getting them to my apartment was a different story. Have you ever tried to get two drunk seventeen year olds to do something? Between the giggles, trying to hold them up with both their purses, and straps of their heels looped over my fingers, it was a shit show.
Once I finally got them inside, they went straight to the kitchen to raid my cabinets.
“Potato chips!” They yelled together with girly giggles of course.
“I’m going to go rinse off. Don’t get into any trouble.” I demanded, as I left them.
As soon as I was out of the shower and drying off, I realized how quiet they had gotten. That could be bad. I breathed a sigh of relief when they were both passed out, Olivia half lying on Julia. I pulled the throw blanket from the back of the couch and covered them.
I closed my bedroom door and slid on a pair of boxers. I think I also passed out moments after lying across the bed. Mine however, was from the stress of my girls being drunk and provocative. I was exhausted.
I’m not sure how long I was asleep before I felt soft lips, kissing my chest. Was I dreaming? No…it felt way too real to be a dream. The kissing moved lower as I tried to make myself coherent enough to figure out, what the hell was going on. My boxers snapped into my skin. That did it. I sure the hell wasn’t dreaming. “What the fu-.”
“Shhhh…you’re going to wake Julia,” Olivia warned.
“Oli?” My eyes hadn’t adjusted yet. I could barely make out her face. When I finally did, my eyes widened. She was completely naked. Shit, she was naked.
“Hi.” She smiled. I had absolutely no idea what to say.
“I’m not drunk, I swear. I made sure not to drink too much, because I knew you wouldn’t be with me if you thought I was drunk,” she started explaining.
She moved, pulling herself up to straddle my waist. My eyes take in her unbelievable body. She sat up, luring me even more. I couldn’t stop staring. She was so much more confident now. She tilted her head to the side while grinding into me. Her hands trailed her waist and up to her breasts. She stopped at the back of her neck and pulled her hair tie out, shaking her hair loose. It fell to the frame of her face. I swallowed for the first time since she had woken me. She smiled, licked her lips, and leaned towards me. She stopped a fraction from my lips.
“I want you Sebastian…I want you so bad…” She whispered, to my lips. Olivia was baiting me. She wanted me to make the first move. I was confused, torn, and thanks to her horny as fuck. I wanted her probably more than she wanted me. Julia was right outside the door. Could I do this to her, right under her nose?
I could see Olivia growing impatient, her eyes changed from lust, confusion, and rejection all within seconds. Her body immediately started to withdrawal from mine.
“Don’t.” I protested, softly. I didn’t think she heard me. She still moved off of me, grabbing the sheet to cover herself.
“I’m so stupid…I can’t believe I just threw myself at you.” She wiped the tear sliding down her right cheek.
“We’re never going to be together…are we Sebastian?”
I didn’t know what to say, so I said the only thing that I knew was true.
“I love you, Oli.” Her eyes closed, as if my words were hurting her. I never wanted to hurt her.
“It’s never going to be enough though…is it?”
I didn’t know it then, this would be the moment that I would regret for the rest of my life.
I didn’t stop her…
I watched her get up, get dressed, and leave.
Nothing else was said between us. The following day she faked being too hung over and stayed at the apartment until it was time for their flight to leave. She hugged and kissed me goodbye, and the second I let her go I knew that I had lost her.
To what magnitude, I wouldn’t realize until later…
Chapter 9
As my head lay on the couch, I opened my eyes and stared at the chandelier above me. I knew that once I faced them reality would set in and I’d have to discuss what just happened. I wanted to enjoy this euphoric state. I wished I could have bottled that feeling, I knew in that moment that there was nothing more right for me to do than to become a VIP. I belonged there. I had finally found peace.
“Bella Rosa…are you with us, Darling?” Madam asked. I raised my head with the biggest smile on my face.
“My Beautiful Girl, you’re glowing. Post orgasm afterglow is a delicacy on you.” I couldn’t stop smiling. It was permanently stamped on my face.
“I don’t think I need to ask how you’re feeling, eh?” Brooke asked. I looked at her and she had a haughty look about her.
“I have no words…I don’t…” I said.
“I know Bella, no need to tell me how you feel; it’s written all over your face. Our clients will enjoy that about you. You wear all your emotions on your sleeve.”
“Do you want me to…I mean you didn’t get…”
“It wasn’t about me, and trust me when I say I got off plenty, just as much as you did.” She looked at Madam. “May I be excused, Madam. I need to go get ready for my date tonight.” Brooke stated.
“Of course Brooke Baby, you were magnificent as always. Please, tell Victor I said hello.” Madam moved to kiss Brooke’s cheek. “I hope you enjoy your evening. I haven’t had a chance to catch La Nouba yet, let me know if it’s something I need to make time for.” She said.
“I will. It was great meeting you, Bella. I’ll see you soon for a shopping day, okay?” She asked.
“Okay.” I replied. I couldn’t believe she was having a normal conversation with me, after what just happened. Brooke left and Madam moved to sit by me again. She handed me my robe and it was then that I realized I was still naked. I put it on and tied it this time. I then reached for my panties and put them on.
“I can’t tell you how proud I am of you, Bella Rosa. You have exceeded any measly idea my imagination could come up with. I knew that you would be made for this, the way that you come is remarkable, with everything you have, and you don’t hold back one bit.” She took a sip of her champagne and handed me my glass.
“You took charge with Brooke without even being told to, it was a natural instinct for you. You weren’t shy or bashful that you were being filmed or that I was watching. Part of me knows that you got off on knowing that you were being observed.” I tilted my head, waiting for her to finish.
“This has been some evening for you. I know you have had enough.” I swear
this lady was a mind reader.
“You have had too much to drink; the chauffer will drive you home. I’ll call you tomorrow to move forward, yes?” She said, and I nodded my head.
I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned the entire night. My thoughts and feelings were a tangled mess. I knew come the next morning my life would change and I would no longer be this silhouette of a person. In a sense, I was waving goodbye to a part of me, and saying hello to someone new. My life was about to change in more ways than one.
Buckle up; it’s going to be one hell of a ride.
*S*
I searched for my phone, trying to wake up enough to figure out why Oli's ringtone was echoing in my room.
“Oli? What time is it?” I asked, in a groggy voice.
“The time? Who cares about time, Sebby? Time is overrated, you need to live in the moment and cherish each day like it was your last.”
“Oli? Are you drunk?”
“Drunk? Hmm…Am I drunk? I don’t know, drunks a funny word. Don’t you think so? Drunk. Say it, Sebbyyy.”
“Oli, where are you?” I glanced at my phone, reading 2:45 a.m.
“I’m not where I want to be, that’s for damn sure.” I could hear her bitter tone.
“Where’s Julia?” I hesitated, rubbing the sleep from my face.
“Oh Julia…Babygirl Julia…I don’t know, Sebby. Maybe she’s with you. Maybe you’ve been sneaking around my back with her, maybe you’ve been fucking us both. Is that it Sebastian, is that why we can’t be together?”
“Oli…you’re scaring me. Where they fuck are you?” I shouted.
“Don’t fucking yell at me. You have no right to yell at me okay, you have no right to touch me, or fuck me, or tell me you love me. Because, it’s all bullshit lies! You are a liar. I don’t believe you anymore. All you do is lie to me.”