Replace Me (18 page)

Lacey

Running into Joey was becoming inevitable. If I wanted to see my best friend, which I did, I knew there was a good chance he'd pop in, taunting me with his seductive voice and innuendos. 
Maybe I was glutton for punishment. Perhaps I was the one leading him on, giving him false hope that he could have me whenever he wanted. It wasn't like I was fighting him anymore. No. The moment Joey came on to me,  in any way, I was his puppet. 


Every Friday night I found myself in this same predicament. I'd no sooner pull into the driveway and he was hunting me down, offering me another night of memories that I wouldn't soon forget. 
I couldn't say no, because as much as I wanted to hate it, our intimacy just kept getting better, to the point of exceeding any sort of expectation I could ever possibly have. Joey knew it too. His cocky demeanor drove me insane, so much that I began to get off on it. 
Tonight was no different. 
I made it to Sky's door before I heard his opening. He lit up a cigarette and finally looked up at me. "How was school this week?"
I pulled my hand away from Sky and Ford's door. "Boring as usual. Why do you care?"
A half smile formed in the corner of his mouth. "I was just wonderin' how many times you thought about me fuckin' you."
His words turned a switch on inside of my body. No matter how dirty this man spoke to me, it fueled my fire for him. "I am there to learn, not to relive some mediocre sex."
He laughed and took another drag. "Woman, you can say whatever you want, but I know what you're really thinkin'."


"You don't know me. You just think you do."


Joey leaned back against the gray siding. His eyes looked me up and down. "You're sexy as Hell when you're lyin'. Lacey, I bet you sat in those classrooms drawin' little hearts on your folders while thinkin' about me lappin' up that pretty pussy of yours."


"Shut up! I don't do that." He was pissing me off insinuating that I spent every second of my days thinking of him. Sure, there were many moments spent replaying our hot sex together, but that was a secret he would never know.
I opened the door and started to walk into Sky's apartment. "So, when should I expect you?"
I peeked back out of the door. "Why don't you stand here and wait." I shut the door quickly, laughing and wondering how long he would stand there waiting for something that wasn't going to happen.

One thing about spending my free time with the happiest couple in the world,  was my inability to accept that I was always the third wheel. Each time they kissed or made out, I imagined kissing Joey. His evil bantering had gotten me so worked up that it was impossible to not imagine being with him. Add that to the fact that he was so good with those big, wandering hands. With one touch, he had my panties wet and my willpower gone.
While sitting on the couch, hearing them whispering sweet nothings, I pictured it being me and Joey. Then my mind reverted back to being in his arms and in his bed. His perfect lips knew just how to caress my skin. His focused eyes guided him to his awaiting prize and when he undressed me and discovered my wet surprise, he dove right in, devouring my pussy and lapping up my juices. His lips would sparkle from my wetness. 
I craved this man and everything that he was able to make me feel.
Realizing that Sky had been calling my name, I looked over to see her smiling at me. "Where were you just now, Lace? I said your name three times."


I could feel my cheeks turning red. "You probably don't want to know." It was embarrassing that he was getting to me so much.


Ford shook his head. "He's under her skin. I'm sure that's been his game this whole time."


"He's not," I lied.


"You little tramp. He is so. Just look at you over there, thinking about how you're going to sneak off again and accidentally end up in his bed." Sky knew I was full of shit.
I could keep denying it, or just cop to what they already knew.


"Fine. He's A-MAZING in bed. Like I can't even put it into words."


Ford threw up his hands. "Spare us the details. There are some things that I never want to know about my cousin."


"What should I do? Everyone keeps telling me he's bad news, but all he brings me is pleasure. When we're alone he's different. It's like no other woman exists. I know that's not the truth, but is it so wrong for me to just want to have some fun, to forget all of my problems and be carried away by him and his sexiness?"


Sky reached over and grabbed my hand. "It's not wrong. We just don't want you getting hurt."


"I told you before that Joey doesn't do girlfriends," Ford reiterated. 


I stood up and straightened out my clothes that had bunched from sitting. "Maybe I don't care anymore. Love is over-rated. No offense, but I'm sick of putting my heart on the line. I want passion and adventure and I know just where to go to get it."
After grabbing my thing's,  I walked towards the door and looked over at my shocked friends. " I'll see you in the morning."


Sky whispered something in Ford's ear and he shook his head and smiled. "It's her choice."


I didn't wait for my bestie to try and talk me out of it. She didn't understand what it was like seeing her so happy when my heart was crumbling. I wanted a distraction, no matter how temporary it was. Maybe if I didn't expect anything, I couldn't get hurt. 
Once I was standing in front of Joey's door, I felt all of my courage leave my body. My idea to go and offer myself wasn't as exciting as it had been in my head. Just as I turned around,  ready to walk back into Sky's and hear them make fun of me, the door opened. 
Joey cleared his throat and waited for me to turn around. 
I was too embarrassed to speak.
"Did you need somethin'?


"Uhh, they're out of milk. Can I borrow a cup?"
I felt like a moron. He held the door while I walked in, smelling the scent of his soap from a shower. I tried not to be obvious, knowing he was focused on my every move.
When we got into the kitchen, he pulled out a glass and opened the fridge. I watched him pour the milk into the glass and hand it to me. Our hands touched and in an instant I felt the connection. 
He peered into my eyes, keeping the distance between us to a minimum. "I just thought about ya, while I was in the shower."


I should have been repulsed,  maybe offended even, but instead I was turned on. "Glad I could help. "I licked my lips and grabbed the milk.


"Are you really, Lace? Are you glad that I busted a load while thinkin' about your fine ass bendin' over for me?"
I felt the fire igniting between my legs and knew if I turned around to look at him, we'd end up in his bed.

"It's flattering."


I made it to the doorway that separated the kitchen from the living room. "Put the milk down,  Lacey. I saw Ford carryin' in a gallon this mornin'."


My mouth dropped. I was flabbergasted, at a loss for words. He knew I was lying the whole time. I dropped my shoulders and turned slowly. Joey surprised me by grabbing the glass and pulling me into his arms.  "At some point you're going to have to start admittin' that you want me."


I bit down on my lip and whispered, "never", while glaring into those light hazel-brown eyes. 


Joey leaned in, lightly touching his lips to mine. "Why is it so hard to admit that you like me touching you?" The back of his skin traced over my arm. "Fightin' me only makes me want you more,  but you know my rules. If you want this, you have to ask."

His skin was braising mine and I shivered as his hand lightly coursed over my lips. “You know why I’m here.”

“I do, but you’re goin’ to need to follow my rules. I can’t have you screamin’ for me to stop halfway through. I mean, I’ve got needs, too.”

“I won’t. You know that.” He was crazy if he thought I was going to beg him. I wasn’t desperate.

He pulled away and dumped out the glass of milk. I stood there, waiting for him to come back, except he didn’t. He rinsed and dried the glass, then put it away in the cabinet above.

When Joey walked by me, heading into the living room, I felt my adrenaline kicking in. I didn’t have to beg this man, because he enjoyed me just as much as I enjoyed him. That had never been a secret. So I did what every girl in my situation would have done.

I took off all of my clothes and sat them on the kitchen chair. After a few deep breaths, I walked into the living room, past Joey who was sitting on the couch, and into his bedroom.

After nearly ten seconds, he came in and jumped on his bed, pulling me on top of him. “You never play fair, Lace.”

We kissed, so deeply that the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I could feel myself getting wet. He hadn’t even touched anywhere sensitive. When his hands did start to explore my naked skin, my nipples hardened and I sat straight up so he could see the way my body responded to him. He smiled and suckled on my nipple, while looking into my eyes. I grabbed his chin and led it back up to my mouth, where our tongues played and teased. Our kisses became vigorous, sometimes clanking our teeth together during the intense moments. I tugged on his t-shirt and ripped it off of his head, just wanting to be able to feel his fiery skin against my palms. Joey’s nipples were hard and I pinched them at the same time, sending him squirming. I shoved him back on the bed and tantalized one of them with my tongue. Each time I got close enough to suck it into my mouth, I pulled away. He bit down on his lip as I repeated the same movements with the opposite side. Joey played with my hair, using his hand to direct my head from one nipple to the other, while one of my hands trekked below, to the elastic of his shorts. I could feel his erection pressing on my ass as I sat on top of him, so I knew it was in there waiting for attention. In a quick movement, I grabbed ahold of him, pushing my body down between his legs. He adjusted, getting comfortable for me to get to work. “I love this cock.” It wasn’t a lie. I loved what this man could do with it. It pleased me like no other before it.

My lips surrounded his thick shaft, gliding down it with the help of my own saliva. I sucked him off hard, jerking him with the same tempo. He bucked and groaned each time my head bobbed, which only made me want to do it harder and faster.

Swiftly, he grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled me off of him. I licked my lips and tried to go for it, but he wouldn’t allow me to. “Hold on there, sweetness. I can’t spoil myself that fast. We’ve got all night to enjoy each other, don’t we?”

I nodded. “You want me to stay all night?”

He pulled me up to his face and kissed me softly. “You got a problem with that?”

I leaned in and kissed his collarbone, dragging my lips back up his neck. “None at all.”

Joey’s strong arms flipped us around until he was the one on top of me. He pinned my arms above my head and held them with one of his, while the other traced down, tickling circles around each of my nipples. The sensations took my breath away.

Once he had my nipples hardened and reacting the way he wanted, his fingers followed down to my eager pussy. I felt them rubbing over my labia, soaking up the wetness that was already there. He pulled them up to his lips and sucked them into his mouth. Watching him, tasting me like that, was so erotic. I closed my eyes to try to control the butterflies that were overwhelming me. Every inch of my body was tingling and I wanted this man, so badly that I was ready to beg. “Please, Joey. I want you so bad.”

He pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a shit-faced grin. “Say it again.”

“You heard me.” I looked right at him. “I want you so fucking bad.”

“Oh yeah,” he groaned, flipping me over and then sitting on the back of my legs. I was confused, but he grabbed my hands and kept them together, over my head. Joey dug his fingers into my pussy, then trailed my juices from there to my asshole. I felt him there, spreading the lubrication over my most sensitive of areas. “Wait, don’t do that.”

“Shh, trust me, Lace. I won’t hurt ya. I need to do this. Your ass is too fuckin’ sexy to ignore. Don’t you know that every man wants what they shouldn’t have?” I felt pressure first and then a pinch as slowly his finger entered into my ass. I could feel every millimeter going inside and violating me. At first it felt as if it were tearing me. I scrunched up my face and tried not to focus on the immediate pain, but as he pushed inside further, I began to relax. Joey wasn’t hurting me, he was trying to take me to new heights.

As I finally stopped fighting him, he removed his hand that was holding mine up. Shortly afterwards, that hand was massaging my pussy, rubbing my creamy lubrication all over my outer lips. Then he located my clitoris, pinching it between his two fingers, while pumping his other fingers in and back out of my asshole. I could feel my inner walls tightening and throbbing, and as my body reacted, so did Joey and the speed of his pleasing me. He pinched my clit, then rubbed it fast, so fast that I screamed out, allowing him to still pump his finger into my anal cavity. “Let go, Lacey. Cum like you’ve never done it before. I want to see it gush out of that pretty pussy. Do it now!” His fingers rubbed even harder over my clit, so intensely that I could barely breathe. I arched my body and shoved my face directly into a pillow as I bellowed out nonsense and felt a warm rush pouring out of me, like I’d never experienced before.

Finally, when I relaxed, Joey removed both of his hands and climbed off the bed, leaving me there naked and vulnerable. He wiped off his hands and stood at the edge of the bed, watching me turn to face him. When our eyes met, he leaned down close to me. “I knew I could make you squirt.”

I felt embarrassed. “I didn’t.”

He laughed and pointed to a wet spot on the bed. “You did and it was sexy as hell. Now flip your ass over and spread your legs, it’s my turn now.”

I was shaking, but did as he said. I’d just had a finger literally up my ass and if that could give me pleasure, I trusted Joey had even more tricks up his sleeve that I was ready to discover.

Chapter 18

Shayne

The phone conversation with Joey was still bothering me, so I waited until that following Monday to call Lacey, because I knew she be back home for school.

It rang a few times before she answered. “Hello.”

“Hey. It’s Shayne. How are you?”