Chapter 25

Pixie

I shouldn’t have kissed Viper the other night. Was the kiss bad? Hell, no it was incredible just like all the ones before if not better. No, it was definitely better. Viper will remember it this time. That is why it was better. The downside is I feel like he is tattooed on my lips. I still feel him. Still taste the beer he was drinking. And it is days later. I have brushed my teeth and washed my lips at least twenty times and it is still there. And don’t even get me started on the dreams that kiss has inspired. Well, dreams mixed with memories. I have woken up with my panties soaked and my pussy throbbing three times. Finally I had to take matters into my own hands.

I had to get rid of this ache. And I didn’t want to run to Viper. Not yet. So I was left with one option. I dug out my butterfly vibrator out from the box I keep hidden under my bed. Yes, I have it hidden. I share a house with my brother, I don't want him seeing this. I was so paranoid that he was going to find out I got it. I had Rocket sneak it in the house for me. But I’m getting off track. I took my toy and went into my bathroom.

I turned on the shower faucets full blast. I didn’t want to take a chance that someone would hear me. As I discovered from my time with Viper I can get loud. And I didn’t want to risk Viper hearing me. Yes, he is in my house somewhere. It was his night to watch over me. So that made the dreams worse than ever. I stripped down and got under the water. Yes, my little toy is waterproof. At first I tried to bring up pictures of every fantasy I ever had. That didn’t work. Then I tried remembering every porno I ever watched. Nothing.

So I went to my memories. The way Viper’s breath against my ear gave me goosebumps when he whispered sweet things. Or the way my body felt like it was pulsing when he ran his tongue over my nipples. The moans and groans he made because of me. I saw myself wrapping my hand around his thick dick. That got me going. I held the vibrator against my clit as the water ran down my body. It pulsed as I went with the memory. I remembered how he walked me through my first blow job. How I felt every ridge and vein of his dick with my tongue.

How I felt him throb in my mouth. How he called my name and tried to warn me he was going to blow but I didn’t stop. I just hollowed out my cheeks and sucked harder. I remember him shouting as he went off like a rocket down my throat. I was so turned on by it my pussy was pouring.I remember Viper reaching down and flipping me on my back. He dove between my legs and sucked on my clit. The memory felt so good and real. With the memory and the vibrator I came. Hard. I shouted Viper’s name like he was in the room with me.

I was so wrung out from it I dropped the butterfly and pressed my hand against the wall for support panting. That was almost as good as the real thing. But I know it is only going to keep the ache at bay for so long. I’m so screwed. And not in the sweaty, can’t breath fun way. What the hell am I going to do?

Other than the obvious attraction I still love the guy. That is why all this has hurt so much. I know most people will say you can’t fall in love in a weekend. But I did. My rational mind days nope. But my heart overruled my brain. And even though Viper hurt me I don’t regret the choice I made. But what do I do now? Do I let him back in? Do I make him beg a little more?

Am I ready to face the possible hurt again? These are all the questions running through my mind as I towel off and get dressed. By the time I made it down to the kitchen I had no answers. And I don’t know who to talk to. Nixon hasn’t ever been in love before. He dates, he fucks, he is done. The Devils are pretty much the same way. I guess I could try to talk to Anna but what if she is team Viper?

And to make the day suck even more when I get to the rink there was a fire truck there. It turns out someone set our dumpster on fire. Most of the time it would be a big deal but when you add all the other events that have happened it leads to the stalker. And my practice with Isacc wasn’t great either. We had most of our moves down except one. I was thrown into the wall or landed on the ice so many times I know I’m covered in bruises. And I’m so sore every muscle hurts.

Rocket was worried so she made me come lay down on the massage table after a shower and a steam. She doesn’t want my muscles to get tight. So that is where I am now, naked on a table letting Rocket rub my muscles. Don’t worry I’m covered with a sheet. But none of my brothers trust anyone else to put their hands on me. Despite how much we playfully flirt we both know there is nothing to it and she is always professional when she does this. After my accident Rocket trained as a paramedic and massage therapist to help me out.

Got to tell you the woman has magic hands. Her hands alone could have Rocket any woman she wanted if they knew her skills. But she keeps them just for me. Rocket just finished with my legs and is now working on my lower back. Because of previous injuries there are always worried when I get hit there. I hear the door open which is a little odd. Usually my brothers leave Rocket and I alone when she does this. They give me my privacy. Which I am glad about. Rocket and I have had some serious heart to hearts in here.

I turn my head and see Ice coming in. He grabs a stool, places it by my head and sits. “ How are you feeling, sweetpea?” he asks. I smiled at him. Typical Ice, always looking out for me. “ With Rocket’s magic fingers. I’m good.” I said. Rocket laughs “ All for you my love.” See playful flirting. “ And I love you for it.” I told her. I don’t think I ever tell them enough how much I love them. “ So what do I owe for this visit?” I asked Ice.

“ Well, you have a rough week. Nixon has a date tonight.” Ice laughs. A date, yea right. “ So I thought you and me could order in. Get some popcorn and do movie night. Just the two of us.” he said. “ And my babysitters.” I said. “ We will keep them outside.” Ice said. I think about it. We used to do movie nights often. It has been a while since we have had one and I miss them. “ Yea, Ice. I would like that. A lot. So are we thinking burgers or pizza?” I asked. “ Pizza of course.” Ice said. I wink “ I knew I liked you for a reason.”