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She loved Tristan, and so she would get over this. Tristan had taken her rejection well, all things considered, but he needed me now more than ever, and I was determined to get him through this. He'd spent the past month basically glued to my side. He still had his apartment, but he'd slept over at Bev's house every single night since we'd left his mother's.
He didn't want to be alone for even a second, and I understood. Solitude was perhaps a necessary component when dealing with grief, but I could not deny this man anything.
We didn't go out, spending our days playing with the boys, and our nights watching re-runs of Jerry's all-time favorite show, Arrested Development , over and over again, until we could quote the episodes to each other. We'd make love, fall asleep, then make love again. It was a time of comfort and distraction, of love and avoidance. To this day, I thought back on those days as the most bittersweet of escapes.
His eyes shut tightly, and his lips sought out mine, seeking comfort through touch. I gave it to him. I was ready and willing to give him absolutely everything. His fingers let loose their grip on my shirt, skimming up along my back, peeling it off me in a few smooth, swift motions.
His shirt received the same treatment from my impatient hands. I rubbed my chest to his as we made direct contact, skin on skin.
He dragged off my panties while I dragged off his boxer-briefs, kissing every part of his body that I could reach, sucking his nipple hard into my mouth until he gasped and tugged me away, his hands in my hair.
He slid his hands down to my hips, gripping tight. He rolled onto his back, and pulled me up to straddle him. I arched my back, using one hand to balance on his chest while the other guided him to my entrance.
I rubbed him there, letting him feel how ready I was, and just loving the feel of his tip playing over me. His hips bucked underneath me, pushing him in far enough to make me gasp. My eyes closed, my head falling back as sensation overtook me. I stayed still, just enjoying that perfect contact, until his impatient hands tugged at my hips, urging me to move. I circled at first, a teasing motion that had him gripping my ass and moaning. I bit my lip and worked into a rhythm, rocking back and forth, back and forth.
He brought one hand up, kneading at my breast, his other sliding up my thigh, going unerringly to my clit, rubbing in a circle that brought me to the threshold of release deliciously, leisurely. Those magic hands never missed their mark. He worked me faster, and I froze and shook like I had a fever, letting the waves of rapture take me.
I felt him jerking inside of me as I came back down from that addictive high, his face arrested in his own gratifying release. I loved to watch him come, and I held as still as I could, impaled on him, until his eyes opened, and he blinked up at me.
I folded down to lay against him, burying my face in the side of his neck, breathing him in. He always smelled divine. Like home. He said it all the time. He didn't hold it back, now that he'd admitted it, but it still gave me butterflies, every single time. I was, by nature, a fighter, and no one could say I didn't fight for us.
Tristan was in the shower when I finally took Kenny's call. He'd been trying to contact us both for a week, but some strange instinct had kept me from talking to him. I felt bad about it. Kenny was a nice guy, and he had to be hurting about Jared as well, but Tristan and I had been thriving in our own little world, and it was hard for me to let go of that.
How are you? And how's Tristan doing? Sorry I haven't answered.
It's just been, well,,," "No worries. I understand. You're taking care of him, and we all appreciate that.
Thank you. I had been trying to take care of him, but I hadn't expected his friends to thank me for it. I just want to be there for him. I'd do anything for Tristan. I'm glad he had you to help him through all of this. He really needed you. I wasn't used to hearing things like that. I doubt he'll want it now, but just let him know that I'm keeping it for him. Jared was teaching him to play. Did you know that?
It would make him feel closer to Jared, and he needs that. I wasn't asking because I had the answer. In my opinion, it could go either way. They were so close. Forgetting his brother is not an option, and staying close to what made Jared whole is the best way to remember him. Later, much later, I would regret telling Tristan about the phone call, about the guitar.
Some part of me, the part that liked to wallow in my own misery and dwell on the past, would blame that guitar for everything that went wrong between us, because it brought him back to the band and that lifestyle. But the logical part of me knew that Tristan would have gone back to old habits and old friends, and that whether he sank or swam was, inevitably, in his own hands.
Every misstep that led us down the path to our destruction was our own doing, but to this day, I still hated that guitar. We were people of extremes, to be sure, though I'd never have put myself in Tristan's league when it came to decadence.
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