Page 23 of Mending Me
After exiting the bar and heading back down the street towards my apartment, Hank suddenly pulled me around the corner of a building and into a small alley. For the briefest of moments, my mind flashed to a different time that I had been pulled into a dark alley, just like this one. My eyes squeezed shut as the sound of my cries rang in my ears and I felt my body tense up as the weight of a stranger held me down. My heart started to race and my breath was starting to catch in my throat when the sound of his concerned voice pulled me back to reality.
“Hey, are you okay?” When I opened my eyes and they focused, I realized that his arms framed my face and my back was against the wall. I glanced around the alley, realizing where I was and who I was with and could feel my body started to relax again.
“Yeah, I–I’m okay.” My hands found his ribcage and pulled him closer. I wanted to feel his body on mine. I needed the protective energy I felt with him to surround me.
“Are you sure? I didn’t mean to scare you.” His voice was steeped with concern and the look on his face mirrored that of someone who had just harmed a small child.
“It’s okay, you didn’t scare me. You just surprised me is all,” I lied. It wasn’t that he’d scared me, but the move reminded me of a different time that fear had taken over my entire body. A time where fear and hopelessness were all I felt.
“A good kind of surprise I hope?”
“A very good kind of surprise.” My voice was low and my eyes flashed between his eyes and his lips. I wanted him to kiss me. I needed to know that feeling once more.
He paused for half a second before he finally pressed his lips to mine. When our lips met, all the memories that were fighting for a space in my head disappeared. I leaned into him and he pushed back into me. It was as if we couldn’t get close enough to one another, our tongues clashing together like waves off the shore. My hands grabbed at his shirt, pulling him closer, and with no effort at all, he looped his arms under my legs and hoisted me up in his arms. He held me there, between his abdomen and the wall as I wrapped my legs around his center. When he pressed against me, I could feel him through his jeans. A sudden heat washed between my legs and I coiled my legs around him even harder. I loved how his hands wrapped around the side of my neck and held me in place. He was strong but soft, a shy man finally taking his shot. And he was doing it like a pro.
He held me against the wall without wavering until someone walking by noticed us and whooped. We both laughed into each other’s mouths, breaking away from each other just long enough to catch our breath. I loved how his eyes were all fire andpassion, that he wanted this as much as I did. He dropped his forehead to meet mine and took a breath.
“Should I put you down now?” He leaned in and kissed my neck, sending a shot of lightning down my spine.
“Not unless you want to,” I played.
“Do you want me to?” He kissed the other side of my neck.
“Mmmm no.” I laughed as he nipped at my ear.
“Then we can stay like this forever.”
“I don’t think my legs can manage that.” I laughed into his neck. My thighs were starting to burn from holding myself between Hank and the wall.
“Alright, let’s put you down then.” When my feet reached the ground, his hand met my chin and tipped it up to look at him. A small smile was spread across his face and the way he looked at me changed something inside of me forever.
It was as if he saw me for everything I was, but didn’t mind all the things I lacked.
“I just need you to know, I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Thank you for coming out with me tonight.” He leaned in and kissed me softly, a stark difference from the hard and passionate makeout session we’d just shared.
“You make me feel like the most beautiful girl. Thanks for taking me out tonight and telling me about your friends. I hope that I can get to know them more. I hope I can get to know you more.”
“I think we can make that happen,” he promised before pulling me out of the alleyway.
He walked me home, hand in hand the entire way, and once he dropped me off, I couldn’t wait for another chance to see him again.
14
HANK
“Alright boys, settle in.”
We were all sitting around the now familiar dining room table once again for another week of gameplay. Somehow I’d made it through the work day without any major issues seeing as how my brain couldn’t focus on much of anything other than what had happened last night. The feeling of her lips still lingered on mine and I could smell the scent of her hair as if she were still pressed against me.
After getting back to my apartment last night, I’d taken a shower and gotten myself off at the thought of her legs wrapped around me and what I’d imagine she’d feel like against me in bed. I thought about how her blonde hair would fall behind her as she rode me, her back arching and how she would sound as she moaned out my name. The thought of my cock inside of her, feeling the tightness of her around it sent me over the edge quickly. I hadn’t been laid in a long time so it didn’t take much to get me off. After cleaning myself up in the shower, I fell asleep thinking about her, wondering when I would get to see her again.
“Hank, brother, you listening?” Kolbi’s hand landed on my shoulder and gave it a shake. “You good dude?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I blinked a few times and looked at my friends who were all staring at me.
“You had some stupid fucking look on your face, that’s why,” Malcolm chuckled at me with a devious expression.
“I did not.” I took a sip of my beer and shifted in my seat. My friends knew Bailey and I had gone out last week, but I hadn’t told them about last night.
