Rubbed Raw (26 page)

I smiled. “Yeah, sounds like fun. I didn’t know you followed them.”

“Well, I looked them up last night while you were asleep.” He admitted. “I wanted to find a way to spend more time with you. They
are
a good band, but not as good as us.”

I laughed quietly. “True, and Jason’s a nice guy. I’ll see you tomorrow Chad. Our other songs should be easier since we know them so well.”

“Yeah, baby, I just hope Giovanni can handle this for a while.”

Tommy got in the car. “Chad, you understand what I was trying to tell Giovanni, right?”

“Of course, just like last night. He has to get over himself. That’s his deal. You shoulda seen him the first time he was naked in a room with me. He almost freaked out. He needs to start watching porn. Maybe I’ll just hand him some DVDs or something, so he can see sex is sex and love is love.”

I sighed. “And some guys put the two together more than others.”

“I know I do that baby, but when it’s just you and me, it feels different. Hey, I did you with Giovanni and didn’t get too jealous, right?”

“Well, only when I was holding him.”

“OK, OK; but last night I wasn’t. I liked watching Tommy fuck you. Every time he made you cum, I thought I was gonna explode.”

“Yeah, that was hot,” Tommy chimed in. “Wanna do that again? I got some cool ideas I think you’d both like.”

Chad smiled, “Friday, after we go out. You’re gonna scream all night, baby.” He kissed my lips again and touched my arm. “The mark is gone. I’ll see you in the morning. I love you.”

It was July 4
th
, but I had planned on going to sleep early. The week before had been busy and difficult, so I needed a break. Chad had come over three times and every night ended with him and Tommy fucking me to exhaustion.

I also shed more tears than I could count. Giovanni sent me text messages every day, and I wanted to give into him. I missed him so bad, my chest actually hurt.

When I got out of the shower, I heard muffled voices in the living room. I quickly ran from the bathroom to my room next to it, without looking down the hall. I dried off and put on a sleep shirt, although it was only seven thirty.

Tommy walked in, just as I opened my underwear drawer. “Hey, come inside.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me.

“I’m not done!” I cried out.

He didn’t let go until he almost pushed me onto the couch next to Giovanni. I scowled at him, but he stared back at me. “You two need to talk about this.” He pointed at us. “It’s gone on too long, and you’re driving me nuts talking about him every day. Me and Phil are gonna be outside. Make up already.”

I watched Tommy walk away as I tried to think of a reason I couldn’t. I held my shirt down as far as I could and hoped Giovanni didn’t notice I had no panty lines.

“Will you just come home, please?” He pled softly.

“Then you’re OK with me and Chad hanging out again, right?”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “You guys being friends I can handle, but nothing more.” He looked into my eyes. “I don’t wanna feel like it’s gonna happen again.”

“I knew it!” I stood up and walked to the other side of the sectional. “You still don’t trust me!”

He sighed and put his hands over his face. “I didn’t mean it that way.”

“But you said it that way.” I fought the tears. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you that night. It just fucking happened. I swear I was drunk and confused.” I started towards my room.

“I know. Come back and talk this out, please?”

I walked back to him and angrily replied, “What’s there to talk about?”

“That we’re meant for each other.” He touched my hand, which I pulled away. “I can’t even sleep without you next to me. Please, take me back. I’m so sorry for everything, really.”

I glared at him. “This whole fucking thing is about Chad, and you know it.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “You can’t stand to see him even talking to me anymore.”

“No, I don’t want him fucking you!” He said a bit loudly.

I raised my eyebrows. “So, if he ran his fingers through my hair, that’s OK?” I was just baiting him.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He stood up. “This is the problem. You let him touch you and kiss you and expect me not to get jealous.”

“We’ve lived that way for years. It’s hard to stop it.”

He opened his mouth to say something, and then an angry expression took over. “You fucked him again, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” I replied. “You’re even jealous when we’re broken up. You got no right to be!”

He exhaled loudly. “It’s been a fucking month. I haven’t touched anyone else. You couldn’t keep your hands off his dick for that long?”

“Oh, so that’s how it is?” I laughed. “I also fucked Tommy, Jon and Phil. How you like that?” I smirked, hoping he would walk out.

He paced for a few steps then stopped in front of me. Suddenly, he lifted me up by the waist and tossed me on the couch, quickly pouncing on me.

“What the fuck’re you doing?” I protested as he lifted my pajamas and grinned.

He leaned on my chest. “You can’t get enough, huh?” Then I felt him fumbling with his pants.

“Hey, I don’t… Ow!” I cried out as he shoved his cock into my pussy hard.

He looked down at me as he thrust in and out of me really fast. “Now you’re fucking me, too.”

I closed my eyes as the pain from his dry entry subsided. I tried like hell not to like it, but he knew me too well. Automatically I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his back.

Then he pushed in deeper and moaned. “You like fucking that much, huh? Why only five of us in a month? You couldn’t fuck Chris, too? Want me to call him? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You want another threesome, don’t you? You wanna feel another cock in here with mine,
don’t you?”

I did, but I didn’t want to tell him. Then my back suddenly arched, and I cried out his name. I pushed my hips up against his as I trembled wildly inside.

“You like my cock best, don’t you?” He lifted his body up and put his hands down just above my shoulders. Then he started to slam his hips into mine as I cried out his name. “You ain’t gonna be able to walk tomorrow. They’ll all know I fucked you again. Gonna show Tommy your bruises later, huh? Let him fuck you up the ass ’cause your pussy’s gonna be way too sore when I’m done with it.”

I looked at him as each thrust pushed me further up the couch. I could see anger and pain in his eyes. Sex was just an outlet for his feelings. Fury was the only thing that allowed him to separate sex and love.

“What the fuck?” Tommy suddenly said. “This is not talking.”

Giovanni turned to him. “No. It’s fucking the shit outta her. I’m done talking. If she wants to fuck all you guys, then I’m gonna fuck her too.”

I glanced over, Phil was standing against the wall watching, and Tommy stood close by with his hands on his hips. “Go in the bedroom, before you make Phil pull out his dick.”

“Let him jerk off,” Giovanni retorted before grunting as he shoved into me even harder. “Better yet, tell him to fuck her face and cum in her mouth. She’d like that.”

“Hey, I’m in the room,” I said.

“Yeah,” Giovanni replied as he looked into my eyes. “And you wanna fuck them all again, I bet.” He ground his hips into me and circled them.

I moaned loudly. “Oh, God!” I grabbed his arms and screamed when he continued. My nails dug into his skin as I tensed all over.

I heard voices. Tommy said, “Did you know he was so good?”

“I seen him fucking her a few times. Was a real sight to see.”

“Put your dick away,” Tommy insisted.

“How can you not touch yours while they fuck like that?”

Tommy and Phil’s voices trailed off. I clung to Giovanni and had another orgasm as he started pounding me again. When I felt my head hit the other side of the sectional, I realized just how far he had moved my body.

He grabbed my shoulders and rammed into me so hard I yelped. My head also pushed harder against the couch, so I put my arms up to hold me in place. Giovanni pulled me to the side, and suddenly we tumbled onto the floor, rolling over until he was on top again.

“You ain’t getting away that easily,” he whispered and covered my mouth with his while he rammed his cock back into me. He groaned into my mouth.

He kissed me hard and continued to plow into me relentlessly. My pussy and thighs were starting to ache, but I had the urge to caress his skin, to run my fingers through his hair. We rarely truly made love, so it was normal for those feelings to surface while we just fucked.

Giovanni pulled back and gazed down at me. There was love in his eyes again, so he felt it too. He leaned down and kissed me softly as his pace slowed. We both moaned as our hips met, and we pushed them into each other, grinding slowly together.

His tongue parted my lips, and our kisses turned passionate. I ran my fingers through his hair as I clutched his bicep, and he put an arm under my neck.

“I love you,” he softly said between kisses.

I looked up. “I love you too.”

“I’m so sorry.” He gasped as he kept his cock buried deep inside me. “I’ll do anything to get you back, please.”

I moved my hips side to side then threw my head back in ecstasy. “Giovanni!” I cried out. Then while I tried to catch my breath, I said, “I’m… sorry…. too.” Then I tried to think of what would make me take him back. `”Trust… me… please.”

“I will, no matter what,” he breathed then started thrusting again, quickly. “Can I cum in you? Please, my love. I still want you to have my baby.”

“Don’t,” I begged, just before screaming from an incredible orgasm. My entire body tensed and quivered as I cried out several times, my back arching and my hips moving.

“Oh, fuck!” Giovanni quickly pulled out and shot semen all over my belly. “Ah!” His eyes closed, and his head tilted back.

“Fuck!” I heard Phil shout.

Then Tommy said, “God, babe, that was… uh!”

I turned my head and saw both Phil and Tommy cumming as they stroked their dicks across the room. Then I looked up at Giovanni, who was on his knees, cock still dripping. “Stay here with me tonight.”

Giovanni smiled. “I needed you in my arms for a month. How could I say no?”

Later that night, Tommy, Giovanni and I sat on the balcony barefoot, waiting for the fireworks to start. There was awkwardness in the air. Giovanni held my hand, and Tommy just glanced at me once in a while.

Phil had left, right after cleaning himself up. Then Tommy had given us some time alone, which we used to take a shower together. We didn’t have sex again, just washed one another and held each other close.

Giovanni suddenly said, “I know you fucked her, man. I don’t care how many times, or whatever. Just so you know she’s mine, OK?”

“Sure,” Tommy replied. “You know I can fuck without having feelings for someone, right? Sex don’t always gotta be making love. If you let go of that thought, the possibilities are endless, man.”

Giovanni sighed and put an arm around my shoulders. “I get it. With just me and her, it’s different. The rest is fucking.”

“Exactly,” Tommy responded.

The first fireworks charge exploded over a resort about a mile down the beach. Tommy had told me they put on an amazing display. He wasn’t exaggerating. Some of the explosions were in the shape of hearts and stars. It was awesome.

It was over after an hour or so. Tommy got up. “Hey, I’m gonna go out tonight. If you need anything, I’ll be here for like another hour, OK?” Then he went inside.

“He was good to you, wasn’t he?” Giovanni asked as he clutched my hand in both of his.

I smiled. “Yeah, it’s gonna be kinda weird not living here anymore though. It’s nice having the beach right downstairs.” I looked at him for a reaction.

“I bet it is.” He smiled and kissed my lips. “I could probably get used to it too. The ocean sounds are kinda calming.” Then he touched my cheek lightly. “Let’s go inside, so I can hold you closer.”

We could hear Tommy’s music in the living room, so chose my room. I sat on the bed, a little nervous, “So, what now?”

Giovanni looked at me. “I feel awkward asking Tommy for a condom, but I wanna make love to you. I missed you so much.”

“You don’t have to. I know where they are.” I got up and quickly went to the hallway bathroom.

When I came back with several in my hand, he said, “Please don’t tell me how many of those you used while we were apart.”

I put them on the nightstand and decided the night had to be special. Giovanni was standing at the foot of the bed watching me. I pulled my top and shorts off. He grinned and started to come towards me, but I went to him first.

Looking into his eyes, I ran my hands down his arms then up his body, over his shirt. The strength in his muscles was so arousing, but so was feeling his cock stiffening against my belly. When I could reach no more, I got on my tiptoes. My hands slid over his shoulders and down his back. Every inch of his upper body was even bigger than I remembered.

“I love you,” I whispered as I started to push up his T-shirt. Once it was off, he popped my bra open. “No,” I scolded him. “Let me show you how much I love you, please.”

I tossed the bra aside and explored every inch of his exposed skin with my fingers and mouth. I licked his nipples and sucked on them several times which drew a sigh from him each time.

Then he bent his head down, and I kissed his lips, slowly and passionately as I ran my fingers through his hair. Soon I felt the need to tear his pants open already, but I resisted it, which was very difficult. I put my other hand on his neck and got up on my toes again. Our kissing became stronger, but I forced myself to hold back. It had to be different.

When I could feel my body needing him even more, I broke the kiss and opened his pants. Carefully, I pushed his jeans shorts down, but not his boxers. He stepped out of them for me, and I just looked at him for a minute. He was so fucking sexy! His cock tented his underwear, but I didn’t look at it for long.

I got on my knees and caressed his thighs from just under his boxers then went down to his feet. Then I kissed him down that very same path. With each touch, I felt more love fill my heart. Soon I stood up again.