The First Cut: A Dark Psychological Thriller (Gushers Series Book 1) Page 3

  Rebecca yanked Holden’s hair. It hurt his scalp badly but he didn’t mind. He knew she had had enough. Rebecca had two orgasms already and he knew things were too sensitive for her now. He sat up on his knees and Rebecca hurried for his cock. She grabbed it at the base and deep-throated it a few times before pulling it out to lick it up and down. Holden tilted his head back to enjoy her mouth.

  After another ten minutes of Rebecca devouring his manhood, Holden’s knees started to ache. And he didn’t want to finish. Not yet. But Rebecca was so good at giving head, he was tempted to fill her up with his seed and then try to work it up for another round. He whispered to her for a change.

  “Stop.” He looked down and Rebecca stared up into his eyes with a mischievous look. Her tongue kept working his shaft, teasing him with her skills.

  Holden shoved her down and mounted her. Before he entered Rebecca, he took in her body. She was built for sex. Her wide hips and meaty ass. The huge tits and flat belly with just a little bump of meat. And she was always full shaved. Holden silently thanked his lucky stars for the opportunity to enjoy such a beautiful sex machine. His mind flashed to Samantha as he penetrated deep within Rebecca.

  He loved Samantha. Holden hated cheating on her but he had such needs. Things that gnawed at the fibers of his being. An itch that his wonderful wife just couldn’t scratch. It wasn’t like they had a bad sex life or marriage. Quite the contrary. Their marriage was wonderful. They had been best friends since they met. Samantha wasn’t his exact opposite, but she was different enough for them to believe in the opposites attract theory. And sexually, their parts fit together like a key in a lock. Both achieved orgasms almost simultaneously when they made love. Yet, something wasn’t there. Missing.

  Holden and Rebecca slammed into each other. Holden fought the urge to end it. It felt so good and he wanted it to last. His mind kept sliding back to Samantha. When he looked underneath him, he saw Rebecca’s body but Samantha’s face. The vision was trippy and a little disturbing. The good thing about his guilty conscious during moments like this was the ability to last longer.

  Holden closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Images of his ultimate fantasy washed over his mind. Rebecca and Jordyn both handling him like a piece of meat. He had always had a fantasy about mother/daughter action but it was reserved for the dirty letters section of pornographic magazines. Nothing he would ever imagine to be possible. Would it be possible?

  No sooner had the question arisen then Holden lost it. He convulsed and thrashed while Rebecca gyrated her hips in circles, drawing him deeper inside. She started to scream as another wave overtook her. Holden jammed his palm over her mouth. The need to cover her loss of control took a little edge off his pleasure. She had forced him into cutting the afterglow short in order to save his ass from being caught in her room. With her daughter downstairs in the hot tub.

  Rebecca calmed down and shuddered. She started giggling softly and bit into Holden’s neck as he lowered his arms and body on top of her. He was spent. What a night. What a woman.

  Holden, like most men he knew, felt the urge to pack up and run now that the moment had passed. He had often wondered if it was a survival instinct stretching back to an earlier era. Men probably had to dump their seed to carry on their line, and then get running before a beast crept up behind them and made a snack of their ass. He almost laughed out loud. Holden bit his lip so he would feel pain instead of hilarity.

  Rebecca held him tight, squeezing his shoulders and playing with his red hair. She gave him little kisses, all over his face. She was very affectionate. All the time. It was nice, but Holden thought it might get annoying after a while. He enjoyed it since he rarely got prolonged amounts of time with her. He wondered if Turner enjoyed her affections the same way, since he had access to it whenever he wanted.

  Holden rolled over onto his back. Rebecca fought him on it, trying to squeeze her strong legs around his waist to keep him close. She relented and exhaled. Both of them stared at the ceiling in silence. He wanted to know what she was thinking but he was afraid to ask. What if she wanted me to leave Samantha for her? He cast the notion aside as foolish and egomaniacal. Just enjoy the moment, idiot. He chastised himself silently, listening to Rebecca breathe.

  “That was fun. When will you be ready again?” Rebecca grinned and rolled on her side to face him. One full breast drooped over his arm. The other one stared him in the face.

  “I’m gonna have to leave. Samantha will be home soon. Any word from Turner on his flight?”

  Rebecca pouted for just a second. “No. He’ll be home late. As usual.” She flopped back upon the pillow and stared up.

  “You are so incredible. You make me feel like I’m nineteen again.”

  Rebecca chuckled. “Oh, yeah? You’re not so bad yourself. For an old guy.”

  They both laughed at her barb. They kissed long and slowly.

  While his eyes were closed and his mouth was occupied, Holden thought about Samantha.

  Chapter 7

  The guys stopped talking as Jordyn approached the hot tub. All eyes were glued to her perfect body. The one-piece bathing suit rode high on her hips and low on her breasts. Jordyn’s cheeks revealed no cellulite or blemishes. She seemed to enjoy the attention she garnered.

  Aiden watched Zoe roll her eyes and look away. Leah resisted eye contact, or even glancing in Jordyn’s direction. Ryan, Spencer and Todd gulped as they watched their friend climb into the tub.

  “Now that we’re all present, we can begin the first official meeting for our little secret society.” Zoe looked around the tub. “The First Cut.”

  The faces surrounding Zoe showed confusion, except for Jordyn who already knew Zoe’s plan.

  “The name of our secret group is The First Cut. Before anyone argues, it represents our elite status as a top notch organization. And it works well with the vampire theme we all liked.” Zoe grinned with pride and settled back against the jets bubbling along her back.

  “It has nothing to do with sex.” Ryan protested right away. He had a one-track mind.

  “Sex has nothing to do with US, Ryan. Get over it.” Zoe reprimanded her friend. He slumped down so his shoulders dipped under the bubbles.

  Zoe worked into her harangue over the rules and etiquette of their secret club. It was to remain secretive as to the nature of their gatherings. All conversations within The First Cut were not to be shared in part or in whole. However, it was okay to talk in general about the organization, so kids in school can become jealous and inquisitive. Nobody was to be invited to join until ratified by a majority vote by the organization in advance of any new memberships. They all knew Zoe meant SHE would decide who got into the club. There would be NO vampire fangs or goth dress-up. Zoe went into a tirade about cheesiness and how costumes were only for Halloween. She preferred everyone to look normal. Most of the group agreed as they couldn’t see themselves building a whole new wardrobe for something that might only last a few months.

  When it came to codes and etiquette, Zoe stressed, several times, it was not a sex club. The whole reason for the club’s creation was to add some excitement to their lives and get massive attention from their peers. It was a statement confirming their credibility as the upper crust of the school and the town.

  Aiden was glad they allowed him to be part of the secret group, even if he thought it was kind of stupid. He knew his place in the pecking order. He was really a nobody in their group of friends. And, quite frankly, among the rest of the student body. Aiden was well-liked by others but he was more of a wallflower or background noise. And he was fine with that. He had never presumed to draw attention or focus. In his parent’s house, all family members were equals. Nobody was more important or special than anyone else. If somebody overstepped the philosophy boundaries, they were quickly put back in place.

  Todd splashed some water at Spencer. He was clearly bored with the meeting. “When do we get to drink?” He laughed and Ryan cheered him on.

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��Chill, guys. My mom is inside. This is a meeting, not a party.” Jordyn squinted her eyes at Todd.

  Todd splashed Jordyn and she screamed. Spencer splashed Todd back in Jordyn’s defense. A small splash fight erupted and everyone started to have fun. Except for Zoe. She was not amused.

  “Maybe I should start this secret group with other, more mature people.”

  “Lighten up, Zoe. We know you’re a control freak but you don’t have to ruin the fun of this club.” Spencer shot Zoe a defiant look as he scolded her.

  “You want fun? I’ll give you fun.” Zoe dove across the hot tub and tried to rip Spencer’s bathing suit off under water. Spencer laughed and tried to wiggle away from her. There was nowhere to escape to. The hot tub was full of bodies.

  Ryan immediately yanked one of Jordyn’s straps down. He figured it would be okay if Zoe was willing to play around. Jordyn wasn’t having it. She slapped Ryan’s chest, leaving a big red hand print. Ryan howled and rubbed his wound. Todd laughed and punched Ryan’s arm extra hard. He didn’t need an excuse to rough house but he took the opportunity anyway.

  While the other five played around, Aiden glanced at Leah. She smiled nervously. Aiden watched her eyes dance from one wrestling match to the other. She looked like she wanted to join in but was too shy to take the leap. Aiden wanted to have fun, too. So he forced Leah’s hand.

  Aiden jumped over to Leah and began tickling her. He didn’t know why he tickled her instead of something similar to the others. It just happened. While he did it, he felt like a stupid little kid. He hated how awkward he was. Aiden’s hand brushed Leah’s breast, accidentally. She stopped giggling from his tickling. Aiden felt horrible for touching her private area. But something in her eyes told him it wasn’t necessarily unwanted. Her giggles turned serious. Her eyes opened wide for a brief moment while she bit her lower lip. Aiden immediately withdrew and slumped down in the tub next to Leah. He wanted to apologize but he didn’t want to draw attention to what happened. Mostly, he didn’t want to embarrass Leah.

  The group settled down. It took a few minutes for everyone to tire out from fighting each other and the lumpy tub. Nobody had noticed the incident between Aiden and Leah.

  They stared at each other.

  Zoe brought the meeting back to order. She had played long enough and it was time to get back to business. She ran through their options for meetings. She wanted to meet weekly, officially. Perhaps more often, unofficially. They all agreed Friday nights were the perfect time for the secret group to get together. Saturday nights were tied up with parties and dinner events, so Fridays would be optimal.

  “We have to figure out where we want to hold our meetings.” Everyone had issues with holding meetings at their house because of the space available or the grumpy parents. It came down to Jordyn’s house or Leah’s house since their parents were the coolest and their houses were centrally located. It helped that their houses were right across the street from each other, too. Leah took her time responding. So Jordyn piped up.

  “We can do it here for now. My parents are cool. And we can soak in the tub when we meet.”

  Jordyn’s answer was met with a raucous round of approval.

  Chapter 8

  Rebecca grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator. She figured she would wait for Turner on the big fluffy couch in the den. Rebecca wasn’t a fan of late night television, or T.V. in general. But her mind was too active to sleep. She finished showering after Holden sneaked out the garage door.

  As she sipped her water, Jordyn came through the sliding glass door off the kitchen. She had a beach towel wrapped around her and tucked under her armpit. She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, too. Jordyn started to head up the stairs without acknowledging her mother.

  “Did everyone leave?”

  Jordyn walked into the den and sat on the carpet in front of Rebecca. “Yeah. They just left.” She sipped some more water.

  Rebecca got along well with Jordyn. And she knew when Jordyn was up to something. Her antenna was picking up those signals as she watched her daughter avoid eye contact.

  “Sooooo. Something you want to talk about?” Jordyn shook her head. Rebecca would get it out of her by hook or crook. She liked playing the game with Jordyn. “One of the boys who was here...someone you are interested in?”

  “Oh, God no.” Jordyn scrunched up her face.

  Rebecca laughed at Jordyn’s reaction. “No? They’re all cute. Especially Todd.”

  “Mom, that’s just gross.”

  “I didn’t say I was interested in him.” Rebecca giggled at her daughter’s disapproval. Rebecca actually believed Jordyn’s male friends were pretty good looking. She sometimes wished she were Jordyn’s age again because the boys could go all night. Not like the grown men.

  Rebecca started up the round of twenty questions to draw Jordyn out. Her daughter felt compelled to keep things close to the vest tonight. Rebecca could usually break Jordyn but she was striking out on every attempt this time. She eventually got Jordyn to admit they were forming a stupid secretive society to make themselves feel cool. Apparently, the kids were bored with high school life so they wanted to invent a new game to liven it up. Rebecca thought it was more fear of splitting up and going off to college than avoiding boredom. Jordyn’s little group of friends had been together for a long time. And she had gathered from snippets here and there that each of the kids had apprehensions about leaving their cozy town to strike out into the big world. On their own, without the cocoon of their little group.

  “Sounds like fun. Why don’t you seem excited by it?”

  Jordyn huffed and went into a mini-tantrum about Zoe’s power trips and need to exert control over everything, which sucked the enjoyment out of it. Spencer wanted an authentic experience, practicing in magick and other occult rituals. Aiden and Leah were silent about everything as always. And all Ryan wanted to do was fuck chicks like the movie Eyes Wide Shut.

  “What about Todd? And you?” Rebecca pushed on for more of Jordyn’s feelings.

  Jordyn explained how Todd didn’t really care one way or the other but if Jordyn knew him well enough, Todd was probably somewhere in between Spencer and Ryan. Todd was always horned up like Ryan. But he had a dark edge to his personality with all the sports and fighting. Todd could be a bully and a hard-ass. So he probably wanted to do some fucked up shit.

  As for herself, Jordyn didn’t know what she wanted. She liked the idea of a secretive group to make kids jealous. But she was also drawn to the mystique. She was excited by a little bit of all the possibilities.

  Rebecca tried to control her comments about Jordyn’s desires for sexual encounters or exotic rituals of any kind. But she was smart enough to know Jordyn was just like her, when she was her daughter’s age. If her parents told her not to do something, then Rebecca went and did it. Drinking, drugs, sex. Rebecca had been a wild child. Still was, in a way. And she wasn’t going to allow Jordyn to jump into trouble. At least, not by her opinions prompting Jordyn to rebel.

  Rebecca felt a bit titillated by the secret society sex stuff. She wondered if she could talk Turner and Holden into something like that. It would spice up her relationship with Turner, and maybe she would be able to have Holden without hiding it anymore. Her mind wandered through images of being with Holden and Turner at the same time. She had always fantasized about being in a threesome. It almost happened once in college, until her friend Robert puked up all his beer. Rebecca liked the possibilities. Jordyn kicked her leg to get her attention. Rebecca had drifted off and Jordyn had caught her.

  “Earth to mom.” Jordyn said as she huffed.

  “Sorry, dear. I just thought of something I needed to discuss with your father when he comes home. Go on.”

  “That’s it. I’m done complaining. Just keep it to yourself. I don’t need you hinting to my friends that you know what’s up. Or mentioning it to their parents either. That would be far worse because then I would hear about it after the fact.” Jordyn rolle
d her eyes and stood up. She said goodnight to Rebecca and made her way through the kitchen to the stairs.

  Rebecca listened to Jordyn’s footsteps fade as she got upstairs. She had something new to think about. Swapping and secrets. Life could become much more interesting if she could make it work out. She would have to be delicate, subtle. Turner would NOT approve of such a concept if she were to bring it up out of the blue. Maybe some hints and alcohol could pave the way. Holden would be into it without a doubt. Rebecca knew the hardest part was getting Samantha on board. She was so...vanilla. Plain Jane. Rebecca liked Samantha and everybody got along well. But sex with others would be a feat, for sure. If Rebecca was to make this come to fruition, she knew she would have to work on Samantha the hardest. And relying on Holden to convince her would only arouse her suspicions about their affair. Or confirm them if she suspected them of anything.

  Rebecca sipped some more water and slouched down in the fluffy couch. Her mind worked on the idea while she flipped through late night infomercials. She browsed through the channels and found Fatal Attraction playing on cable.

  God forbid, Rebecca thought to herself.

  Chapter 9

  Aiden lingered after school. He had to talk to Leah and he knew if he left the building at the same time as the others, then he would be expected to go along for the ride. Leah had to make up a quiz and the teacher was only available after school hours. Aiden knew it was his best chance to catch up to her.

  He had worried all weekend about the conversation. He dialed Leah’s cell number at least a dozen times without following through. Aiden had mapped out and rehearsed the conversation a bunch of times. And he still couldn’t call her. Aiden forced his own hand with the face to face approach.