The Throwaway Year

  Electrical shocks traveled up her body and her eyes began to blink at the rapid onslaught of pleasure. Brian groaned and turned her slightly so that her back was against the cabinet. His hips began to thrust against her rapidly and Hayden’s fist buried into the length of hair at the back of his neck.

  He swiftly lifted her and she wrapped both her legs around him. Brian pulled back slightly, never breaking the connection between their rapidly pumping and rolling hips. He sat her rump on the cabinet and then clutched her breast. He sought her nipple through the material of her bra and pinched and rubbed it until he caused it to thicken and poke against the material.

  She cried out in pleasure, feeling the juices slipping from her opening and wanted more than anything to rip off her damp panties and to feel him against her, skin-to-skin.

  “Please Brian!” she whimpered her need.

  “God, Hayden!” Then he reached between them and released himself from his pants. She didn’t bother to look; she wantonly spread her legs as she sought his lips and tongue. A moment later, his fingers had pulled aside the damp crotch of her panties, and then she felt something big and slick separating her swollen flesh just before it pushed into her.

  Her breath died in her chest for one tortuous moment and when it returned, she wailed and thrust frantically against him, feeling the stretch that was just this side of pain and much more that side of amazing. She could not think, or attempt to control her movements and sounds. All she knew was that the pistoning of Brian’s hips could not end—not until…

  “Brian!” she screamed as her body trembled uncontrollably until there were mini quakes overtaking her.

  At the sound of her climax, Brian pulled the fabric at the top of her dress downward, along with her strapless bra, until her left breast tumbled free. His mouth immediately clamped onto her swollen nipple and he sucked and worked it as he rapidly thrust in and out of her tight opening. Hayden’s hands became claws as she gripped and held onto him, while her orgasm slashed through her violently.

  Her uncontrolled spasms gripped and milked him until his control was shattered and with a guttural groan he fired shots of his semen repeatedly into her depths. Hayden was unsure how long that had all lasted, it could have been seconds, it could have been an hour, but what she did know was that she had never experienced anything like it. She had no idea that she could experience such a level of pleasure. MyKell hadn’t been her only lover, there had been a few others before him, but nothing had come close to the place that Brian had just taken her.

  Brian pulled out of her and then leaned his forehead against her chest while he caught his breath. She stroked his hair thinking that this was the most perfect moment. People always said to find her perfect place, and she knew that this moment in time would be hers.

  Brian raised his head; his eyes were worried when they met hers. “Hayden…” He still hadn’t fully caught his breath, but the expression on his face was nowhere near as happy as hers.

  “We should not have done that,” he said softly.

  Her eyes widened in surprise. He shook his head and quickly kissed her lightly on the lips. “No, not that! That was beautiful honey. But we didn’t use protection-”

  She placed her palms gently on his cheeks. “It’s okay. I’ve been on the pill since I was a teenager. It helps to keep my cycle regular.”

  He didn’t seem relieved by that explanation. After inhaling deeply, he stared into her eyes. “Honey… I don’t have unprotected sex. Not ever. This is the first time that I’ve ever done that.”

  “Ever?”

  “Ever.” He frowned and lightly gnawed his lip. “It was… amazing.” He quickly kissed her and then stared into her eyes again as if something worried him.

  She waited, confused about his mix signals.

  “You know that I’ve used heroin-”

  Her back suddenly stiffened and she looked like she was about to hyperventilate. He clutched her arms firmly then, but not painfully.

  “No! I’m not HIV positive and I don’t have any STDs. I get tested twice a year.”

  “You’ve shared needles?” she asked in a weak voice. What was wrong with her? Why hadn’t she realized this? All she’d considered was her inability to get pregnant, but she had never even bothered to ask about his health before taking this step.

  “Hayden, listen to me. I’m clean. I don’t have anything. But you and I have to be careful. I want to be inside of you as often as possible; but not without protection. Not until I’m satisfied that there is not going to be anything… to worry about.”

  He stared at her, searching her face for her acceptance or rejection.

  After a moment her racing heartbeat slowed. “Brian, I understand. You’re clean. You don’t have anything… but you could have.”

  He nodded, seeming relieved that she understood what bothered him.

  “I wouldn’t put some random woman at risk, so I sure as hell won’t put you at risk. And as much as saying this makes me want to choke, if you do… make love with someone other than me, then I don’t want you to put yourself at risk with them, either.”

  She nodded in understanding and then placed her arms around his neck and then they touched foreheads.

  “Hayden?”

  “Hmmm?”

  “We have to cook on this counter so… maybe you should get down.”

  She made a face and punched him lightly on the arm.

  He laughed and picked her up before he set her lightly on her feet, but not before thoroughly exploring her mouth with his again.

  ~Chapter 14~

  A RIPPLE IN THE WATER AND THE SMELL OF MORNING SEX

  Dinner was exquisite, even though it was just chicken wings from a carryout pizza place. Neither of them had felt in the mood to prepare and wait for meatloaf and cabbage. Besides, there really wasn’t much time since they moved to the bedroom and spent several hours there making love instead.

  ~***~

  Hayden was nuzzled against Brian’s chest. He stroked the fine hairs along her temple and she relaxed even more. She didn’t feel self-conscious being naked in front of him. He was turned on by her and that turned her on. Besides, she was content to watch him equally as naked.

  “Brian?”

  “Hmm?”

  “Why did you stare at me that first day? When I first showed up at the office?”

  His hand paused and she looked up at him and waited.

  “Oh…” He smiled without saying more and she propped herself up on her arm, looking at him and continuing to wait patiently.

  He sighed. “That wasn’t the first time I’d seen you,” he finally confessed.

  She frowned. “You’d seen me before? When?”

  He looked down and gave her a wry smile. “I’m not a stalker, okay? But it might sound like I am.”

  “Gotcha,” she waited now very curious.

  “This last time that I returned to the office, my dad and I had an agreement that I wouldn’t leave the building during work hours. So smoking and eating and anything else had to be done within an eight point five hour time period and within the office only. I’m not… complaining.

  “I had messed up pretty badly the last time I was there. I had gotten out of rehab and went right back on heroin. I would leave the office, meet my dealer and do basically what Marcus used to do; get high in the parking lot or restroom.” His playful look disappeared as he watched her seriously. “We haven’t talked about this part of my life, but when I came back this last time, it was after going cold turkey off heroin.”

  “Jesus Brian… isn’t that dangerous?”

  “Well, I’d just been through rehab, so my body had already gone through a break from the drug. But yes, it was dangerous, and I sure didn’t feel as if I’d survive it. Anyway Hayden, that part is a horrible story and I’ll tell you about it some other time, but not right now. So when I returned to work, it was about a month after I’d quit and I was still pretty sick.”

  Hayden recalled how skinny an
d pale he was back then. Heroin withdrawal… damn, it made her feel sad for him. She glanced down at his forearm where the flesh was mottled and scarred from repeated needle injections. Hayden moved back into his arms and he cuddled her while continuing his story.

  “In the beginning, I really needed to smoke; the nicotine just helped. But thinking about that canteen was bad. My system was already screwy and my stomach couldn’t take the smell of Abdullah’s food or the sight of everything else going on in there.”

  Hayden huffed her agreement.

  “I wasn’t used to it, the way the rest of them were, because when I worked in Lexington, my employees didn’t live like that. But that first day when I went in for a smoke, I saw that the canteen was clean. I mean, I could smell the disinfectant and just the smell of something clean helped to keep me from being nauseous. I’m sorry to say that I didn’t really think too much more about it. But then one day when I was leaving, I noticed a woman sitting in her car, looking annoyed.”

  Hayden lifted her brow at him.

  “I figured this woman was waiting to give one of the other employees a ride home, but to my surprise, she went into the office once everyone was gone and being curious, I waited for her to leave to see if she would come out carrying some computers or something.”

  Hayden made a face at him and he gave her a wry grin.

  “Well, she wasn’t carrying anything and I went home no longer curious.”

  “You thought I was a burglar with my own key?”

  “I thought you were a very well-dressed cleaning lady.” He leaned over and kissed her. “A very sexy, well-dressed cleaning lady.”

  “Yeah, right.”

  “A couple of weeks later, when you came into the office during work hours, I knew I’d seen you before, but I wasn’t sure where. I was trying to figure it out.” He shrugged.

  “I thought something was wrong with you,” Hayden confessed.

  “There was.” He chuckled. “But I was somewhat preoccupied at that time.”

  Hayden looked down at his hand and then intertwined their fingers.

  “You make me happy Hayden.”

  Instead of asking why, she just smiled.

  ~***~

  “Sweetheart. It’s time to wake up.”

  Hayden’s eyes popped open and she nearly jumped straight out of her skin at the whispered words and brush of lips against her ear. She looked around frantically and Brian kissed her neck.

  “Shhh,” he whispered. “It’s okay. You’re still at my house.”

  “Oh my God! Brian, what time is it?”

  “It’s just before five am.”

  Hayden tried to process that. 5:00 A.M. What did that mean? It meant that she’d slept in Brian’s bed all night!

  “I have to get to work-”

  “Mmm hmm…” Brian agreed slowly and lazily. His lips were still very close to her neck. “You’re going to put on a pair of my sweat pants and a t-shirt, we’re going to make you some oatmeal; I happen to have two types because I didn’t know the best one to get for meatloaf. Then I’m going to drive you to your car. You’re going to drive to the gym, workout and then go back to your house to get ready for the day.”

  Hayden relaxed as she realized that it was a good plan. Then she still gave him an accusing look. “You didn’t wake me up.”

  “You needed the sleep. I told you that I intended for you to get some rest. Plus, I admit that I enjoyed the company… despite the snoring.”

  She huffed. “I know I snore! It used to make MyKell…” She blinked at the way his name just slid from her lips. “He used to complain about it.”

  “Well, I won’t be complaining. The sound of it was like a lullaby. It helped me to fall asleep.”

  She squinted at him. “You are one strange man Brian Fox. But I like it.” She smiled and kissed him and then prepared to get out of his bed. “Ugh, I smell like… sex in the morning!”

  Brian placed his hand on her leg. “No you don’t. But you will…”

  Hayden looked down at the bed sheet covering his lower body. Oh my… There was a tent there. Any thoughts of sleep, work, the gym or leaving immediately all disappeared.

  Boldly, she slipped the sheet from Brian’s body and marveled at his solid form. She didn’t want to think of MyKell, but couldn’t help compare the two. There was at least a 10-year difference in age between both men, and it was obvious in the hard lines of Brian’s muscles.

  Her eyes hungrily scoured his perfectly toned body. Once upon a time, she had thought he was too thin. Yet not when she looked at him lying in bed with one arm under his head, and one knee bent just so in order to frame the sight of a thick and throbbing penis surrounded by sandy colored pubic hair. A trail of light colored hair traveled from the thick thatch of his pelvis, and then meandered around his belly button where it then spread lightly across his toned chest.

  Her eyes moved to his face where his lips were slightly tilted up in a wicked smile, and this time Hayden knew that she was being thoroughly seduced by this man. Grey eyes captured and trapped her, freezing her like a deer caught in the headlights. His tousled hair falling into his face and the soft stubble across his normally clean-shaven face completed an erotic picture that brought her body to life, her pussy weeping with need. She slipped back into bed and straddled his hips, rising up on her knees enough to rock them back and forth until she bumped his cock and caused it to rock forward. Brian caught his breath and then moved his hands to roam up her bare thighs.

  “Ride me Hayden.”

  She braced herself on his forearms, the tips of her fingers brushing against the mottled skin of his old track marks. She traced each mark, each ripple of flesh until she felt him shiver and goose bumps began to rise beneath her fingers. When she met his eyes, he watched her with a speculative look on his face and in embarrassment, she moved her hand.

  “No,” he stopped her. “Nobody has ever done that before. I like it.”

  As she resumed her exploration of his old scars, he raised his hands and cupped her breasts. His fingers began to caress her nipples and Hayden’s rocking hips intensified into a fast grind. Having him touch her there with so much care and desire was her undoing. To be touched so intimately while his cock bobbed in front of her was a sensual and visual stimulant. She wondered how simple touching could make her want to come and scream it to the world?

  Hayden suddenly gasped and her rolling hips became staccato. “Brian!” He reached over and grasped a condom from the bedside table, which he quickly ripped open. The condom went on half a second before Hayden gripped his shaft, angling the head of his cock to her rapidly pulsating opening. He thrust forward and slipped inside of her one breath later and the pain and pleasure combination only intensified her orgasm.

  Spasms gripped and held him within her depths, milking at his engorged shaft while his pelvis rose and fell rhythmically against her. Her body bounced with each hard thrust. It felt so good! He was bigger than MyKell and the newness of an act that she hadn’t engaged in during the last few months, as well as his much bigger and harder size, reached places that sent her mind flying in a million different directions.

  She cried out a ragged screech at her prolonged climax. Never before had she been so out of control that she couldn’t end the explosions within her depths. She quaked, screamed and grabbed him blindly as he rapidly thrust in and out of her—only released from her torturous orgasm after he yelled his own release.

  Bucking frantically, he gripped her hips, holding her in place until he somehow swapped their positions, and now lay on top of her body buried balls deep inside of her. His body trembled as he ejaculated all that remained in his testicles, down to the last drop. When she could again think, Hayden stared up at the ceiling while Brian lay gasping for breath next to her, his hand gently stroking her inner thigh. She smiled feeling loved and accepted and thought of her very own affirmation.

  I am surrounded by love and everything is fine.

  ~***~

 
Hayden was still smiling when she drove to her first job on Monday morning. She had gotten in her hour workout and was still able to make it into work by 8:00 A.M., and that was despite Brian’s promise to make her smell like morning sex. She couldn’t believe it when she began tingling down low at just the memory of it. How was that possible? She had just had sex five and a half times in the last 24 hours. It would have been six had she not fallen asleep the night before when Brian was beginning some thoroughly relaxing foreplay.

  Dani was grinning too when she walked over to Hayden’s desk. “Girl, you aren’t mad at me, are you?”

  “Mad at you about what?” Hayden asked in a raspy voice due to strained vocal chords caused by screaming out during her morning orgasm.

  “Uh, what in the world is wrong with your voice?”

  Hayden touched her throat quickly. “Uh…”

  “Hayden! Did you do the nasty?” Hayden shushed her and looked around quickly. “We are going to talk about this at break,” Dani said as she quickly sauntered back to her workstation.

  “What-?” She wanted to ask what she should be mad about, but let it drop for now. Ugh, Hayden wished that she had some hot tea for her throat. Yet, she smiled immediately as she remembered why her throat was so sore.

  At break, Dani gave her a sheepish smile. “So you’re not mad?”

  “About what?”

  “Uh… don’t you check your phone messages? I sorta gave Sean your phone number and he sent you a text—don’t be mad, don’t be mad! I promise I’m not trying to sabotage you and Brian, even though it might appear that way-”

  Hayden dug her phone out of her purse, but it was dead. “I have to charge it.”

  “He left the message Saturday night while he was still at our house. You haven’t checked your phone since then?”

  Hayden rolled her eyes. “I was a little preoccupied.” She grimaced at her friend. “Why would you give Sean my phone number?”