Chapter 4

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Put your hands all over me, please talk to me, talk to me
Tell me everything, it's gonna be alright
Put your hands all over me, please walk with me, walk with me now
Love is a game you say
Play me and put me away

Hands All Over – Maroon5

Ch. 4

She’s good.  She’s too good and I want more and more to give into her.  She was right there for the taking, yet I just left her standing on the dance floor.

“Man, what’s wrong with you?  She’s beautiful and down to earth…” Loui growled at me.  “You just left her standing on the dance floor and I’m pretty sure she just ran to the bathroom with tears running down her face.”

“I only break their hearts and I get mine broken in the mean time,” I answered back, feeling defeated.

“Man up, she’s there for the taking and you are going to push away something that could be the best thing you’ve ever tasted.  We can have hockey and love, believe me buddy, I thank God for that balance every time I see my wife and baby girl.”

I was going to say something but I was interrupted by Brad returning to our group with his blonde hook-up standing in the background, flushed and waiting patiently.  “Hey guys,” he said breathlessly.  It wasn’t often he hooked up with someone out at a bar, but tonight seemed to be not the norm.

“What ya got there, Richie?” Otter chirped a little too loudly for my taste.  I hated when the guys were bawdy and acted like women were just candy for the taking.

“Um, well, her name is Kristy and I’m heading back to her place so…” he drew out slowly as he looked at me.  I knew what the question was going to be so I just piped up before he had to ask it.

“I will get a ride from someone.  Just go and have some fun,” I said as I patted him on the shoulder.

“Okay, wait.  Where is Hanna?” he stopped abruptly as he looked around the room for his cousin.

“She went to the bathroom,” Loui stepped in, helping me not have to stutter out an answer.

“Oh, well, just tell her I’ll catch up with her tomorrow.  She said something about going to the Rodeo tomorrow night, so just tell her I’ll call her,” Brad said with a hazy smile.

“Sounds good, see ya sometime tomorrow, bud.” I clapped him on the shoulder one more time, sending him on his way out the door with Kristy.

A few moments later, Hanna walked back into our presence.  “Where is Brad?” she asked, acting like nothing had happened.  The only tell tale sign that showed she was upset was the little redness of her nose.

“He went home with the blonde chick,” Steve piped up as he handed her a shot that she slung back with ease.  “Wanna dance?” he asked as he got up off his stool and laced his arm through hers.  She nodded and shot him a beautiful smile that would have stopped a high-speed train in its tracks.

I sat with Loui and watched as her, Steve and Jamie acted like nuts for at least another half hour.  I then decided I had watched enough and that it was time for me to go home.  I was getting off my bar stool to go out and call a cab when the crew was returning from the dance floor.

“You headed home?” Jamie asked.

“Yeah, I’m tired.”

“I’ll give you a ride home,” Hanna blurted out with a hiccup, causing everyone to laugh at her.

“Um, how about I drive you home, drunk,” I said, with a slight smile.

“Actually, I’m not drunk.  I just get the hiccups after bouncing around out on the dance floor with a little alcohol on board,” she said sincerely, causing me to actually believe that she wasn’t drunk.  In reality she didn’t drink more than us, except for the one shot of hard liquor and she seemed to be the type who could hold her alcohol.

“Aw, just let him drive,” Loui chirped at her.  “He’s jealous of your little Focus, besides, I’m sure it will give you a good laugh to watch him cram his long legs behind the steering-wheel.”

She giggled at this and handed me the keys out of her purse, “Good call!”  As soon as she gave hugs to everyone we headed out the door into the cool night air.  “So what’s the deal, Neal?  You decide to be nice to me again?” she confronted with a hint of attitude in her voice, but the hurt was more noticeable.

I just walked over to her car, opened the door for her and closed it as she climbed in.  I then opened the driver’s side door, pushed the seat back as far as it would go and climbed in.  My head almost hit the roof of the car as she giggled once again.

“Uh huh,” I grumbled and started it up, making sure my big foot wasn’t going to step on the clutch and brake at the same time.

“So how does this work?  You are driving me home, but how are you going to get home from my apartment?” she asked, seeming amused with herself.

It wasn’t something I had really thought about until she noted this, but of course I wasn’t going to let her know this.  “I figured I’d just drive your car home and either Brad or I can drop it off tomorrow for you,” I said quietly.

“Oh, okay, whatever,” she mumbled sleepily.

“Too much partying for you?” I asked with a smile beginning to form on my lips as I caught a glimpse of her sleepy brown eyes half covered by her long, thick eyelashes.

She yawned and nodded her head, “Days get long when people play games with you,” she murmured as she leaned her head back on the head-rest and closed her eyes.

Shot to the stomach on that remark.  Okay, you deserve it.

A few moments later I pulled into her apartment complex and parked in her spot.  I shut down the car and walked over to her side of the car, opening the door for her.

“You don’t have to pull the knight in shinning armor act,” she grumbled as she stepped out of the car, almost losing her balance.  Of course I reached out and steadied her without thinking twice.  She shrugged me off and began walking towards her apartment, leaving me behind.  Before I knew it, my feet were propelling me forward, towards her.  Without even asking I followed her through the door, turned and locked it behind me.

I took off my jacket and laid it on the couch.  When I looked up I realized she was watching me intently with her arms crossed in front of her.  Her face was twisted up in a look that said she was confused, hurt, and nervous all at once.

“Plan on staying for a bit?  I don’t need a babysitter,” she snapped.

“No, but I need to apologize for what I said earlier,” I said quietly as I took a step towards her.  What are you doing Neal?  You know once you take another step that you are falling deep down into the bottomless canyon.

“No apologies needed.  I understand when I’m not wanted,” she mumbled.

I left out a long breath of air before speaking, trying to keep my cool.  Of course my words still didn’t come out as nice as I wanted them too.  “Damnit, Hanna.  I do want you.  That is the fucking problem.”

“Just get out of my place, I don’t want to hear your excuses,” she cried with a flip of her hand, quickly turning away from me to walk to the other side of her apartment.

Something inside of me shattered and with a few strides I was able to put my hands on her waist and turn her around to face me once more.  “You’ve been in my dreams ever since the night I met you.  I’m been a horny mess, having to jerk off twice a day because otherwise I’d end up bashing someone’s head in on the ice.  You prance around in front of me, dangling yourself in front of me and all I can do is try and be mean and ignore you.  Unfortunately it isn’t that easy.  I stay away from relationships because I don’t want them clouding up my mind, instead you have blacked it out ever since you arrived and I haven’t even touched you until tonight.  I was so jealous that you went out with Burish on Friday night that I had half the mind to drive around town until I found you, to make sure you weren’t letting him have his way with you.  As much as I don’t want this to happen, I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything before,” I spouted.

She just stood there wide eyed and obviously taken back.  “That has to be the most words I’ve ever heard you say.  Plus, I’m not quite sure if I should take any of that as a compliment or as the biggest insulting I’ve ever taken from someone.”

I took another step towards her, making it so that I could feel the length of her body against mine.  “Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.  I’m fucked up,” I breathed against her hair.

“I’d rather have you fucked up than not at all right now…” she whispered so low that I could barely hear her over the pounding of my heart.

We stood still for what seemed like hours.  I jumped when I felt his hand move from my waist and up to my cheek.  He hesitated before touching my skin, but when he did I could swear I felt the ground move beneath us.  The pad of his thumb lightly traced my cheek bone and I could feel his grey eyes studying me.  I just stood still, staring through him, afraid any movement from me would scare him away.  After a couple strokes of his thumb, I felt his other hand come up and cup the other side of my face.

“I’m sorry for making you cry earlier,” he said in a hoarse, quiet voice.  “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”  He was sincere and almost sounded like a scared child.

I just nodded my head once, finally daring to look up into his eyes.  They were soft but full of hesitation; some of his long blonde hair framed them.  When our eyes connected I watched patiently while he sucked in some air and held it in.  It was only the second time he had actually looked straight into my eyes with no reservations and it was a devastating moment.  From there on out everything seemed to move like a rain flooded stream.

He leaned down and gently kissed my lips, pulling back before I could really lean into him.  However, I wasn’t kept waiting long as he dipped down once more and brushed his soft, full lips against mine once more.  He looked to be in pain during the first few chaste kisses, but I decided he was putting me through more torture by these teasing movements.  The next time his lips touched mine, I reached up and wrapped my arm around his neck, pulling him into me.  I began kissing him back with some urgency and want, running my tongue across his lips a couple times until he opened his mouth to me.  Once I was allowed to really taste and trace him, I could feel him begin to un-tense.  I felt his arms move back down low on my waist and soon his one hand was caressing my back.  I surprised myself when I left out a moan as he entered my mouth with his tongue, drinking heavily from me.  He responded by pulling me even closer to him, if I was any closer we probably would have had to been forged together.

I couldn’t help but lace my fingers through his soft, thick hair that curled underneath his ears.  I swear I could feel him purring as I did this, sending happy shocks through my body.  Our kisses were past the hot and heavy stage in a matter of moments as we began biting and nipping at each other.  I soon found myself leaning backwards, putting my weight into his strong, supporting hands, giving him room to leave a trail of heat down my neck.

“J-aaaames…” I whined, tugging at his hair while goosebumps sprung up all over my body.  My nipples had begun to ache under the lace of my bra and I could feel my cleft almost quivering in anticipation.  My whole body was humming to the tune of him.

“Hanna, please tell me to stop…” I felt him plead against my throat.

“I don’t want you to.  Strip me down and take me, pleaseeee,” I cried out when I felt his one hand move up under my shirt.

I felt him groan at my directions but I soon felt the cool air on my belly as he lifted my shirt up.  I stepped back and held up my hands, allowing him to pull it up and over my head.  Before it even hit the floor I was clawing at the buttons of his own shirt and nearly ripped it off of him, revealing to me the beautiful hard chest I had caught a glimpse of earlier in the evening.  It felt like it was ages ago, especially with the emotional rollercoaster he had put me on but none of it mattered as I watched his hesitant eyes fill with lust.

I moaned when his large hand came up and cupped my one breast, dragging his thumb lazily across my lace covered nipple.  I was thankful at that moment I had decided to wear my good, black lace bra and matching thong.  I cringed as he pinched my nipple and without a thought I reached out and pinched his.

“Ouch!” he pulled back, rubbing the now red nub.

“Well let me tell you something buddy, pinching mine felt the same way with how worked up you have me right now,” I growled as I reached back and attempted to un-hook my bra.

“Wait,” he whispered as he grabbed my arm, stopping my efforts.  “I want to be the one to take your clothing off.  I’ve been fantasizing about this for the past week and a half.

I reluctantly dropped both of my arms down to my side and shivered under his intense gaze as he hooked his fingers underneath the straps and drug them painfully slow off of my shoulders.  I gasped when he leaned down and traced a nipple lightly with his tongue.  “Is that nicer?” he asked while he blew some air on the sensitive area and looked up at me with his grey, puppy dog eyes.

“Fuck yeah,” I breathed out, rethreading my fingers into his hair.  I felt the warm air from his chuckle before he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently and kneading my other breast, gently with his hand.  I was getting light headed by the time he paid attention to both of my heavy breasts.  “James, I’m not going to make it standing much longer,” I informed him, running my hands over the smooth, taught skin of his muscular back.  As soon as the words were out of my mouth he picked me up and placed me on the cold medal of my spiral staircase and quickly had me out of my jeans.  He was positioned over top of me like a cage and I couldn’t help but reach down and unbuckle his belt, pulling his suit pants down, revealing his long, thick, hardened erection that was pointing straight up on end.  He looked down at me and I watched as an adorable coy smile grow on his face.

“A little turned on, Neal?” I smiled back teasingly as I took him in my hand, causing him to shutter.

Instead of answering me I watched him put all his weight on his one arm and reach down between my legs to lightly run a finger over my sensitive folds that were drenched with anticipation.  “Seems you are right there with me,” he breathed, leaning down and kissed me hard, while he pushed aside my barely-there thong and pressed into my warm core causing me to cry out into his mouth from the shocks of pleasure he was working on me.

His mouth muffled my cries of bliss as he stroked me and it didn’t take long to succumb to his magic.  As soon as he felt my breathing become more ragged he pressed a thumb to my clit and rocked my world.

“James!” I cried out, pulling away from his smiling lips as I let the orgasm rip through me, clawing my fingers into his side, attempting to hold on for dear life.  Once I stopped shaking, I looked up to find him still smiling as he leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.  “What are you smiling so slyly about?” I asked, amused by the look on his face, realizing I had so much to learn about this man but the only thing I truly cared learning about at this moment was how his body was going to feel with mine.

“I’ve been waiting to hear you scream my name like that,” he whispered heavily into my ear.

“If you had played your ducks a little better, you wouldn’t have been waiting this long,” I giggled as he picked me up once again and skillfully carried me up the narrow spiral steps to my bedroom.

“I just had more time to perfect my fantasy on what I am plan to do to you right now, so it works out better for you,” he grinned back as he set me down, keeping my body pressed up against him so that I could feel his thickness against my stomach.  He quickly undid the clasp of my bra, letting it finally fall to the floor and before I could protest I felt his hands go down to the side of my left hip and a sharp ripping sound echoed off the bedroom walls.  As I went to complain he shushed me with a kiss, running his large palms up and down my naked body and mumbled something about buying me 50 more pairs if he could do that each time.

After running his hands up and down my body several more times he cupped my ass and placed me onto my soft, king sized bed, and then crawled over top of me, pushing my legs apart with his own.  He laid trails of kisses down my skin, whispering almost inaudible words of how beautiful and soft I was and how much he wanted to feel the inside of me.  I was wriggling around on the bed with so much anticipation by the 2^nd time he was heading down past my breasts with his lips that I hooked my arms through his and pulled him up towards me.

“James, please just take me and make me scream out your name again,” I begged and I kissed him roughly on the lips, even drawing blood as I bit his lower lip.  Another cocky smile covered his face and I found myself wrapping my arms and legs around him when he pushed his length slowly into me.  I was dripping wet, so his large diameter caused no discomfort as my body eagerly accepted him.

“Shit you are so tight, Hanna,” he breathed heavily into the comforter while he rested his head next to mine.

“Do with me what you want,” I whimpered in a heightened state, feeling every inch of him as he pulled back out to push in once more.

He obliged me by starting out slowly with methodical strokes as he coaxed me to wrap my legs low around his waist while he leaned over-top of me, resting on his elbows.  Soon he was up on his hands, like he was going to do push-ups over top of me, I bit back a sigh as I watched his muscles move and prove their strength.  His new position brought my hips off the bed, effectively giving him a deeper angle into me.  After a couple thrusts, I felt him hitting my g-spot and I knew I’d soon be a goner.

“I’m going to come,” I whined out in a long exhale.

A surprise look seemed to cross his face as he stopped mid-thrust.  “Noo, noo, not yet, if you come I will too and we are not done yet,” he exclaimed, quickly pulling out and stepping back, allowing me to get a glimpse of his dick shimmering with my juices on it.  My chance to admire was cut short by him pulling me up off the bed and turning me around so that my back was facing him.

“What are you doing?” I asked, slightly sad because I was quite happy with how the last position was working out.

“Turn around and sit on my lap, just let me position you…”

“What are you doing?” I asked again.

“Just let me be in control of this, I promise you will thank me in a moment,” he commanded patiently as he guided me backwards onto his lap where he was sitting on the edge of the bed.  With his hands splayed my hips, he moved me down over top of his now air cooled erection, causing me to shiver.  “Bend your legs so that they are up on the bed, giving you a way to help out, okay?  I can’t do all the work by myself on this one, babe.”

“Okaaayy…” I said, unsure how this was going to work.  “Are you some sort of Karma Sutra master?” I giggled while I positioned myself the way he asked.

“You are going to find out,” he growled into my neck, tickling me until I completely forgot about it as his hand easily snaked around my belly and his fingers began tracing my very sensitive clit.

“Shit,” I breathed out, relaxing my head back onto his shoulder.  Before I could even revel in the feeling of his fingers once more, I felt him lifting me up and lowering me down onto his shaft.  We both began moving together as he latched onto my neck with his mouth.  That is going to leave a nice mark.  He was bouncing me up and down with so much force that I was forced to hold onto my breasts.  He obviously knew how to use his strength outside of the hockey rink, thrusting up as I bounced down onto him, making me cry out each time he bottomed out.  This position was working wonders and it turned me even more feeling his abdominal muscles clench and release against my back as he moved.

“James, this time I’m really going to come,” I whined, broken up between bounces.

“Good, cause so am I,” he grunted out as I felt his one hand squeeze my hip roughly.  Two more thrust/bounce combinations and I was seeing stars and literally screaming out his name along with some other explicative.  At about the same time I felt him shoot his load deep inside of me as he too called out my name, wrapping an arm around me to pull me close and down over top of him as he emptied himself into me.  I was spent as he finished and I found myself leaning my head back down onto his shoulder to relax a bit, also realizing that it was going to be hell getting my legs unbent.  Personally, I just didn’t want to leave the intimate position we were in.  “So?” he cooed into my ear, causing me to shiver once more.

“Amazing,” was all I could slur out.  “Can’t wait to try out other positions you’ve read up on…” I half giggled.

“Damn, probably should have saved that for another time because now you are going to expect even more out of me,” he joked, his laughter jolting me a bit since our bodies were still connected.

“One problem,” I said as I raised my index finger.

“Yeah?” he asked, pushing a piece of hair back behind my ear.

“You are going to have to lift me up because I think I am stuck.”

If this is what it feels like for our first time, I can’t imagine what the next time is going to feel like…

She totally threw me over the edge and I can feel myself still falling.  I barely know her, yet the way we just made love makes me feel like I’ve known her all my life.  Or, I’ve been waiting for her all my life…

I’m supposed to be sleeping, but I can’t get over how she feels curled up against me, breathing softly into my neck mumbling incoherent words every now and then as she drifts deeper into sleep.  I am unable to stop running my hands up and down her smooth skin, wishing I could just touch her forever.  I’m glad I realized I needed to stop making excuses, even more thankful that Loui told me to man up because I it’s quite possible I would have missed the world by not being in her arms tonight.

I don’t know what made me decide to change my way of thinking besides the fact that something kicked me in the ass as she turned away from me in her living room.  I hurt her once tonight and I couldn’t let it happen again.  Of course my little speech made me sound like a crazed maniac, which is what she has made me, but I just spoke the truth.

I’m sure this is going to complicate everything in my life, but Loui was right, there has to be some sort of balance and if there is anyone I hope to find it with, I want it to be with her.