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“I was just being a jealous bitch.”
“Nah, you were just saying it out loud. I ain’t no good for someone like her.”
“Wanna talk about it?” Her hands rubbed my back.
I shook my head against her. “Nah, just don’t wanna be alone.”
“You ain’t alone, Cal. You’ll never be alone, not with me and Slay around.” Casey jumped up at the pair of us, nose snuffling.
I pulled away, and we stood in silence to smoke. The night was quiet, so fucking quiet. Too fucking quiet.
“Come inside,” she said. “I’ll get us a drink.”
I shut Casey in the shed, and she grumbled a good while before she settled down, poor little sod. It would be hard on her, just like it would me. Vicki made us a cuppa and I perched on the sofa, brain fucking reeling. She sat down close to me, her hand on my knee.
“It’ll be alright, Cal.We’llbe alright.”
“Aye.” I didn’t believe it, though, didn’t believe a word of it. That fucking lump in my throat started up again.
“I’m here for you,” Vicki said. “She ain’t worth no upset, stuck-up cow. She ain’t like us, Cal, we’re different. We stick together, we get each other, from the same mould.”
I nodded, not really sure what I was agreeing to. I hadn’t got any fight left, just letting her yank my head to her chest. She nestled my face against her tits, arms wrapped round me, stroking my hair.
“I love you, Callum Jackson, even if she don’t.” I made to pull away but she held on tight. “Relax, Cal, let me hold you a minute. You need love, that’s what you need. Real love this time, someone who really cares.”
My nose pressed tight against her soft tits, and she kissed my head.
“Never really got chance to show you how much I love you, Cal. Can show you now, though, babe.”
Guiding hands, teasing me backwards, my head on her thighs staring up at her smile. She loosened her dressing gown and pulled it open, her neat little tits on display. Her hands felt nice on my face, stroking me.
“That’s it, Cal, just relax.”
I was getting fucking hard again, horny over Sophie Harding on her knees in the rubbish. I forced the memory away. She was fucking gone now. Gone from me.
Vicki was stroking her tits. “Most relaxing thing in the world,” she soothed, just ask Slay, sends him right off. Not you though, Cal, I’m gonna make you feel good.”
A nipple flopped against my lips and I sucked it in. It tasted like baby lotion.
“Yes...” Vicki moaned. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted for this, Cal... so long...”
I tried to lose myself in her. Maybe she could love me, maybe she was the only one who ever would. I put it to the test, clamping my teeth fucking hard.
“Fuck, Callum, ow!” she hissed. “No wonder they say you’re fucking rough!”
Her hand moved down my stomach, coming to rest at the bulge in my jeans. She was gasping, little snatches of air, her greedy palm rubbing at my cock through the denim. I sucked her little tit right into my mouth and gave it all I got.
“Stop, Cal, stop!” she rasped. “Can’t take no more of that. It really fucking hurts.”
Hurts? She should be fucking moaning for more. Nah, she weren’t the one for me. Not even close.
I hated her for it, but not as much as I hated myself for not loving her back. I slapped her hand away, sitting back up as she gawped at me, rubbing her teeth-marked tit.
“Sorry, Vick. This just ain’t me.”
She looked so hurt. She could join the fucking club.
“Sorry,” she said, though she had nothing to be sorry about.
