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  Joe walked towards me slowly, his steps heavy and deliberate. My eyes scanned all over his body starting at his massive, broad shoulders, to his perfectly sculpted chest, gliding over his fine-tuned washboard abs, and finally focusing on his large member, thick and fully engorged waiting for me.

  Oh, I wanted him inside of me so badly.

  I was lying naked on the bed, my legs spread apart slightly, just enough so he could see my sweet pussy, growing wetter by the moment with lust for him. My fingers were rubbing gently on my clit, not focusing directly on the nub, but moving around it and just touching it intermittently so it would be primed for what was coming.

  I was so wet, my walls swelling with desire, growing tighter by the second.

  Joe was at the foot of the bed now. He was standing over there looking down at me with that look of total desire and full want. He wanted me so badly. I wanted to feel loved and the way he looked at me in that moment showed me that. At least in that moment.

  He suddenly dropped to his knees and spread my legs further apart with his massive, strong hands. They grabbed my thighs and Joe pulled me closer to him until I was just sitting on the edge of the bed. He paused a moment and then with his massive finger began to trace the line separating the entrance to my sweet wetness.

  I was trembling at his touch. My whole body felt like it was about to start convulsing. I grabbed the sheets to the sides of me, balling them up in my tight fists to relieve some of the anticipation I was experiencing.

  Then his face was in my crotch.

  Joe’s sweet tongue began to probe the inside of my hot, waiting pussy. His tongue was thick and strong, working with great purpose as he explored my inner walls. It was as if he knew every single button to press. I couldn’t keep from gasping. At this rate I knew I was going to come all over his face any moment.

  I wrapped my legs around his head as if trying to pull him deeper into me.

  “How’s that taste?” I groaned.

  Joe answered only by becoming more vigorous with his oral tool. He was deeply inside of me probing with his tongue while his finger expertly managed my clit. He was rubbing on the desire button moving it around at first and then laying off, and then pressing it up and down, manipulating it in ways I couldn’t predict.

  “Oh, shit! I’m coming!” I yelled.

  My orgasm blasted hard all over his mouth, my juices gushing wildly onto his tongue.

  Joe continued to lick and probe me. His mouth was a perfect vessel for my orgasmic pool of desire. His lips wrapped tightly around my pussy as if trying to suck up every one of my juices. My hips gyrated across his face from the aftershocks of the climax, but Joe held on strongly. He was ready.

  As my body relaxed from the orgasm I laid back on the bed waiting for what Joe wanted to do to my body next. I would not have to wait long.

  Joe quickly stood up and pushed me back on the bed. His rock hard cock was pushing its way inside me instantly.

  “Ahhh!” I groaned loudly.

  “There we go,” Joe said. “Oh, do you like that, baby?”

  “Yes!” I gasped as Joe continued to pile drive his hard cock deeply inside my wet, aching pussy.

  He was so large, so thick. His length was hitting the back of my pussy with just the right amount of force. It took a few minutes for me to get used to the onslaught of Joe’s massive penis. It was the biggest I’d ever had. I’d dreamt about how big he was before, but I never imagined he was in possession of a piece of manhood this big before. It was almost too large. I felt at first like I might be pushing it past my breaking point, but as I held on for dear life, my legs wrapped tightly around his torso, I realized that it was actually beyond perfect.

  Joe grabbed my legs then and placed them so they were draping over his shoulders. Then he pulled my ass even closer to him and began thrusting even more deeply inside of me. I could barely breathe from the orgasmic pressure that was building up and from the position I was in, my legs practically moving over my own head with each hard thrust of his sweet cock.

  Joe suddenly pulled back from me and sat there a moment, his rigid member glistening in the illumination from light outside the window. He was smothered in my juices. I loved the sight.

  “Turn around,” Joe said. “I’m going to take this to the next level.”

  I quickly did as he ordered me, even though my legs felt like jelly at the moment. I assumed the position and pushed my ass up in the air while Joe climbed up behind me. He rubbed his dick on my ass cheeks, found the position, and shoved all nine inches of thick member into my wetness.

  Oh, it was even better from behind.

  “AAGGH!” I gargled.

  “Is that what you wanted? Is that what you’ve been dreaming about?” Joe grunted, emphasizing each question with a well-placed forward movement of his hips.

  “Yes!” I said, my breath almost escaping me.

  Joe grabbed a fistful of my hair right then and pulled back on it just enough to be firm, but not quite cause any real pain. Oh, I loved the way he knew my boundaries. It made me feel that he would take me to the very edge of where I wanted to go, but we would never go over. He gave me that element of danger with the security that he would always be there for me.

  “Are you going to come soon?” Joe asked, growling in my ear. “Are you going to come for me?”

  “Yes!” I said.

  And I was. Any moment I was going to drown his cock with my juices. I felt my orgasm building. It felt like it was going to be even bigger than the one before.

  Oh….shit…

  “AAAGGGHH!” I yelled as my pussy spasmed with the climax. My whole body clenched, almost in a cramp. The pressure was unreal. I felt my pussy explode with passion and total lust all over the rigid member of Joe’s body as he continued to mercilessly pound my ever-growing tightness with it.

  A moment later I heard Joe let out a loud grunt of his own and I instantly felt his hot, salty juice enter my body. He was pounding me uncontrollably now, his body spiraling independent from his mind, shaking almost in some form of seizure.

  And then it was done.

  Joe leaned over me, his face close to my ear. I could feel his hot, sweet breath drifting over me.

  “You are perfect,” Joe said.

  You are perfect.

  I awoke to the echoes of those words in my ears. Instantly confused by my surroundings I looked around my room for any sign of Joe.

  There was none.

  I sat up in my bed and took a deep breath, trying to remember what had happened.

  I was in my bed and I was still wearing the same clothes I had been wearing earlier.

  It was a dream. Shit…

  Just a dream. But a beautiful, perfect dream.

  A dream that I planned to make a reality very soon.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Joe

  I knew this was a mistake.

  I was sitting in my truck outside of Ronnie’s house. I timed this perfectly because Gina was in her first week of classes and she had a late class tonight. So, I figured Ronnie might be home. I didn’t want Gina to get in the mess of what I knew was probably going to be a very intense argument between friends.

  Of course, I wasn’t sure how long we’d be friends after this.

  I’d run through the scenario in my head repeatedly like some kind of a video loop for the past few days and none of the scenarios ended really well. Nevertheless, this had to be done.

  I couldn’t stop thinking about Gina. She was my first thought when I went to sleep, she was in my dreams, and she was my last thought at night when I closed my eyes. I had never felt this way about someone. It was a new experience and I was really loving it. I knew that I wanted to change my life and find someone special. Well, it turned out that Gina was that special someone.

  But first I had to be straight with Ronnie. I had to make him understand that I was a changed man and I would never do anything to hurt his sister.

  So here I was.

  I turned
off my truck’s engine and knocked on the door.

  “Hey, man,” Ronnie said when he answered. “I wasn’t expecting you tonight. Cool deal, come on in. You want a beer?”

  “Sure,” I said figuring out quickly that Ronnie was about a six-pack ahead of me.

  “So, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?” Ronnie said with a laugh as he handed me a bottle of beer from the fridge.

  “I just had something I wanted to talk to you about,” I said.

  “OK, cool. Well, have a seat, man,” Ronnie said sitting down at the kitchen table.

  “Nah, I think I’ll stand,” I replied.

  Ronnie’s face got a worried look. He was putting something together.

  “Wow, this must be serious,” Ronnie said.

  “It is,” I confirmed. “Look, I’m just going to come right out and say it. I care about Gina. She cares about me. And I’m hoping to get your blessing for us to start seeing each other.”

  Ronnie’s face turned deadly cold. He looked like I just slapped him.

  “What? What the hell are you talking about?” Ronnie demanded rising to his feet. He started pacing around back and forth.

  “Just listen to me,” I said. “It’s true. You can ask Gina. We want to be together. Now I would like your blessing, but if I don’t get it then that won’t change things.”

  “Like hell it won’t,” Ronnie said.

  “Man, I know you are trying to protect her, and I admire the hell out of that, but she is not a kid anymore. And I’m not the same guy anymore.”

  “Man, people don’t change,” Ronnie said. “You are going to give her the Joe Simpson treatment and she will be crying on my shoulder in a month. She doesn’t need that crap right now. Dude, you can get any girl out there. Why don’t you stay away from her?”

  “Because I can’t,” I said. “I care about her. We have a special connection.”

  “Special connection? Man, I never thought I’d hear you say that about a girl.”

  “Like I said, I’ve changed. I want something real out there. You say people don’t change, well I don’t believe that. I’m the living proof. What I want out of my life has changed. I want to love, real love. You can call me a pussy if you want, but that’s how it is. And I think I could have that with Gina.”

  Ronnie took a swig from his beer and sat it down hard on the table.

  “You bastard,” he growled.

  I barely saw the punch coming in time to side step it.

  It sailed over my head as I dodged and jumped back. Ronnie’s drunken body lurched forward unsteadily.

  “Hey! Calm down!” I yelled. I did not want to get into this with him, especially in his drunken state.

  “I told you it would be hell to pay!” Ronnie screamed as he charged at me with a haymaker right hand.

  I dodged the punch again. I did not want to hurt my friend and I definitely did not want Gina to come home to a mangled mess of a brother. But I was afraid Ronnie was leaving me no choice but to defend myself.

  “Man, calm down. We need to talk about this,” I said.

  “Nothing to talk about!” Ronnie screamed.

  He charged again.

  I ducked underneath his charge and tied him up in a bear hug. He was struggling like crazy but I held on strong.

  “Ronnie, I’m not going to fight you. This is crazy. We have to talk this out.”

  “I said no! I warned you not to date my sister. I warned you…”

  “Ronnie, it’s going to happen whether you like it or not. There is nothing you can do about it, so you might as well get used to the idea.”

  Ronnie growled and with all his might jerked out of my grasp. As he staggered backwards he pushed off the counter and threw another punch towards my face.

  I ducked under it and hooked him in the belly with a hard left uppercut.

  He went down to the ground quickly.

  I felt like kicking the shit out of him, but I held my composure. He was my oldest friend after all. Hell, we’d been through so much together I never thought a woman would come between us, but this was Ronnie’s sister so it was a much bigger deal.

  “You have to get a grip on yourself,” I said. “Ronnie, Gina and I are going to see each other. I hope it isn’t the end of our friendship, but if it is then that is all on you. That is your decision.”

  Ronnie staggered to his feet. The fight seemed to have been knocked out of him for the time being but the rage in his eyes was still there. He wanted to kill me.

  A clapping sound erupted from the doorway.

  Standing there was Victor Silas, and two other men I didn’t know, except of course that they were in The Cobras. I knew that alright.

  “Very entertaining,” Victor said as he sauntered into the room. “Um, sorry, but we knocked. There was no answer.”

  I knew he was lying. This guy didn’t know the meaning of the word “truth”.

  “We just came by to discuss a private matter with Ronnie,” Victor said. “But if this is a bad time…”

  “No, it’s fine,” Ronnie said. “Um, Joe I’ll talk to you later.”

  The urgency in Ronnie’s eyes for me to leave was almost heartbreaking. I wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but it definitely wasn’t good. There would be nothing good to come of it.

  “Ok,” I said.

  I left Ronnie’s house wishing I could have stayed. But I knew that involving myself, at least directly in whatever Ronnie had going on was the wrong move to make here. I had to find out more about what was going on if I was going to hope to help my friend.

  If I still had a friend that once was.

  I hated that Ronnie had attacked me. To see the rage in his eyes that extreme that he wanted to hurt me of all people was heartbreaking, but that was the way it had to be. If I wanted to be with Gina and give us a real shot then this is the way it was. Ronnie would either get over his issues, which I hoped he would do with time, or he wouldn’t. It was as simple as that. I was not in charge of him.

  But I still wanted to help him. Whatever “The Cobras” were going to ask of him was going to be something highly illegal and if it went wrong Ronnie’s life might be over. He would definitely go to prison and probably do hard time.

  I decided not to go home right away. I was going to hang around and talk to Ronnie. Whether he wanted my help or not I was going to help him.

  I drove my truck around the corner and parked out of sight, but where I could still see the SUV that “The Cobras” had pulled up in. About fifteen minutes later Victor and the other man got into the car and drove away. I waited until they were out of sight and pulled back into Ronnie’s driveway.

  I found him still in the kitchen talking to himself and on the verge of tears.

  He tried to straighten up when he saw me walking back in.

  “Man, what the hell are you still doing here?” Ronnie asked.

  “What did they want?” I demanded.

  “Ah, man I think I’m in deep here,” Ronnie replied.

  “Just tell me what they wanted so I can see how to help you.”

  Ronnie looked at me in total despair. I’d never seen my friend so broken.

  “They want me to help them with a drug deal tomorrow night,” Ronnie said.

  “What kind of a deal? Where?”

  “They want me to carry the product to the meeting,” he said. “They need an extra guy just in case anything goes wrong.”

  “Jesus, that sounds really bad, man,” I said. “You’ve got to go to the cops.”

  Ronnie looked at me with sadness in his eyes. He knew that it was the right answer, but it was obvious that he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

  “Look, these are serious guys,” Ronnie said. “I can’t put my family in any more danger. I’ve got to do this.”

  “I know how serious they are,” I said. “Guys like that bank on your fear to get what they want. They are intimidating you, making you think they really are more powerful than anybody and that not even the cops c
an protect you. Please, don’t fall into their game.”

  Ronnie smiled weakly.

  “I know you want to help, and if it weren’t for Gina and my mom, I’d probably go to the cops. But I can’t take the chance.”

  I stood there gazing into Ronnie’s frightened eyes for several seconds, before saying goodnight and heading towards my truck. I knew there was no talking sense into him. He was as stubborn as they came, and for all I knew he might have been right. Could the cops protect Gina and his mother from Cobra retaliation if he talked? I couldn’t give him that guarantee and neither could the police.

  There was too big of a risk.

  All we could do right then was wait and see what came of it.

  But as I drove home my heart leapt out to my friend. I felt powerless to help him, but he’d gotten himself involved in something very serious.

  I wished I could tell Gina what was going on, but it just didn’t feel like my place. Besides, Ronnie might have been right that the less she knew, the better.

  I wished I could hold her in my arms right then. I’d thought of nothing else since that kiss the other day.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Gina

  I sat my book bag down on the chair in the kitchen and took the moment to have a nice, long back stretch. I hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before and today was my busiest day with four back-to-back classes starting at eight in the morning. I was tired, I felt like I needed a shower, I was starving, and I was looking at hours of studying ahead of me. Maybe I was getting too burnt out on school. It was never too late to take a year off and decide if this was what I really wanted to do.

  I dismissed the thought from my mind as I grabbed a leftover piece of cheesecake from the fridge and sat down to eat it at the table. It probably wasn’t the most nutritious thing to eat at the moment but it was going to be a sweet sugar rush all the same. In moments of weakness sugar always ruled for me.

  I was just relaxing into the beginnings of a cheesy sugar-induced coma when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number and figured it might be a telemarketer, but I answered anyway almost out of habit.