58. Cin

58

Cin

M y shoulders are tight, but after swimming for an hour, I feel more relaxed. The pool was empty when I left; it seems I'm the only one who enjoys doing laps this late in the evening.

Thank god.

I wasn't in the mood for company. Especially not female company.

The last time I came here to swim laps, a woman from one of the other apartments tried hitting on me. Normally, I'd be all over that shit. She was pretty, with a banging body, perfectly showcased in a bikini so small it could have doubled as dental floss. But the only woman I want is Tessa.

I'm in so deep I don't think I'll ever find my way out.

She's on my mind as I stroll down the hallway toward my bedroom. It's late but I'm wide awake. As I pass her bedroom, my feet slow down and stick to the carpet by her door.

Is she awake?

The faint light beneath her door suggests she might be.

I should probably leave her be. Kade might be around. If he sees me slip into her room, he'll have plenty to say about it. And probably punch me in the face.

Oh well.

Won't be the first time.

Tessa is sitting up in bed reading her Kindle when I stick my head around the door. She looks up in surprise.

"Cin? Is everything OK?" Her hair is all mussed up, and there are purple shadows beneath her eyes, but the way she brightens when she sees me gives me a warm feeling inside.

"I saw the light under your door. Figured you were awake, so thought I'd look in to make sure you're alright." Not sure why I feel so awkward. Women never normally make me nervous. I've been charming the panties off them my whole life.

Maybe it's because she matters more to me than any other woman I've met.

"Couldn't sleep," she admits with a rueful grin. "I fell asleep early and then had a bad dream. So I thought I'd try reading for a bit."

"Can I help?" I wink lecherously and she giggles. God, she's adorable when she's not stressed up to the eyeballs.

"I don't know. What did you have in mind?" From the way she bites her lip and blatantly eye-fucks me, I can tell where her thoughts just went.

I dive onto the bed, knocking her Kindle out of her hand.

"Hmm..." I pretend to think about it while ogling her perfect tits that I'd like very much to get my mouth on. "Maybe a relaxing massage?"

"That sounds kinda nice," she admits.

"You need to be naked." She rolls her eyes while trying not to smile.

"Of course I do."

"I better get naked, too. You know, in case we make a mess."

"Does this massage come with a happy ending?" From her hopeful smile, she wants it to, which is good because I'm 100% planning on making that happen.

I pretend to consider her question for a few moments. "Maybe. Depends on how tired I get."

Her eyes narrow. "If you think you're teasing me and then fucking off, think again. I may as well carry on reading my book for kicks if so."

"Speaking of, how is Cindy the biker slut doing?" I pick up Tessa's Kindle to check where the story is at.

"Cindy's fingers dip inside her soaking wet cunt and she moans as Gage licks Priest's enormous cock. Seeing the two of them together are all her dirtiest fantasies brought to life and she can't wait to watch Gage's thick length slide into Priest's ass."

Well ... that took an unexpected turn. Tessa's cheeks are bright red when I look up with a smirk.

"Two guys together, eh?" I chuckle. "I'm shocked!"

Tessa laughs. "Yeah right. Pretty sure nothing can shock you."

She's right.

Although I do like the idea she's getting off on dirty fantasies of two guys fucking.

If this is the kind of shit she uses to get off, watching Madden fuck me will blow her mind.

"There was me, thinking you were all sweet and innocent," I tease.

"Hmm, pretty sure I haven't been sweet and innocent since I lost my V-card at 16."

"16!" My jaw drops in mock shock, and she rolls her eyes.

"Pfft, that's practically ancient by most standards. How old were you?"

My fingers stroke her soft, curved belly as I lie next to her on the bed. She feels so damn good.

"14 I think?"

"Jesus, Cin, that's practically child abuse. Who took your V-card?"

"One of my mom's friends." I'm smiling like it's all a joke, but it's not. Kade was mad as fuck when he found out Laurie-Lee had bedded me. She was our mother's age. Far too old to be lusting after a teenage boy.

Tessa looks horrified, and I regret raising the topic. Thinking about that pedo bitch has killed my erection stone dead.

One of the trauma counselors I spoke to in the aftermath of what happened in Afghanistan delved into my back story and concluded my higher-than-normal levels of promiscuity were in part caused by popping my cherry at a young age. Didn't stop her from crossing patient-counselor boundaries, though. We fucked twice and then I reported her for unprofessional behavior.

She was a decent enough fuck, but I found out not long after that I wasn't the first soldier she'd seduced. Predators like that should not be in jobs helping vulnerable people, so I dealt with her. Served the cunt right.

"I'm sorry." Tessa's eyes are sorrowful as she gazes at me.

"Don't be," I shrug. "It's all in the past."

Her fingers trace my jaw, then dip lower, making me shiver, and my libido comes roaring back to life with a vengeance.

"Now, where were we?" Before she can protest, I push her onto her back, so she's trapped beneath me. "I believe I promised you a relaxing massage."

"It's OK, you don't need to."

Her words disperse some of the arousal fogging my brain. Does she think I'm doing this out of some misguided sense of pity? I thought we were past that.

"Baby, I need to touch you. This isn't a matter of choice. Now be quiet or I'll find another way to shut you up."

Madden is the Dom, not me, but I don't miss the way her eyes darken with lust at my forceful words. She likes being told what to do. Our girl has a submissive streak.