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Missed Connection Ch. 02

By: Bizzy_Bish



"I just don't think it's a good idea, that's all I'm sayin," Sean said as Kassidy pried her remote control out of his grasp. "I heard some weird shit about people who meet online."

"I'm a big girl, Sun-Sean, I can take care of myself. Plus, technically, I didn't meet him online, I met him at the grocery store, " she replied, changing the channel. She kind of liked the concern Sean was showing her, even though he was mostly concerned about where the encounter would end up instead of her well-being.

"Kass, this guy could be a psycho," he said, exhaling loudly. He didn't wanna seem like a nag, he just was watching out for her. She was, in reality, the only girl he cared about besides his mother.

"You're right, he could be... there's also a good chance that he isn't," she said, propping her legs over his lap. Without thinking, he gripped her bare thigh in his hand... it was only natural.

"Why do you even wanna meet up with this guy anyway?" he asked, searching her face. He wanted to know what her intentions were so he would know what to expect.

"I'm just curious, I guess," she said, shrugging. 'Why do I want to find this guy so badly?' she asked herself, bewildered.

"Bullshit! You just wanna give my pussy away," he accused, causing Kassidy's eyes to widen.

"Your pussy? Seriously, Sean?" she scoffed and raised an eyebrow, "You've gotta be fucking kidding me!"

"Whatever, Kassidy, you know who it belongs to. That's why you haven't given it to anyone else but me," he declared, looking at Kassidy confidently. He wasn't wrong, he really was the only guy she'd ever had sex with but she didn't like him staking a claim on her like she was a piece of land.

"No, I haven't given it away like a party favor because I'm not a slut, unlike you and I hate to break it to you, Sweetheart, but my pussy is no more your's than your dick is mine," she said, throwing a pointed look in his direction, "and so what if I did? Whose to say I don't wanna let him grip a handful of my hair and fuck me like a madman? What now, Asshole?"

Involuntarily, a surge of jealousy washed over him and he didn't like it. He was totally unfamiliar with the feeling and it made him uneasy. Even without saying, she knew that he didn't like the thought of someone else having sex with her and she was making a joke out of it...out of him.

"You're about to regret everything you just said, Kay," he growled, pushing her legs off of him and separating them. "Apologize."

~*~*~*~*~

Jackson woke up covered in a sheen of sweat. His nightmare was so realistic: he could have sworn he felt the scorching heat on his skin as well as the sting of the blowing sand. After staring into the darkness for several moments, he turned his eyes to the clock on his bedside table: 3:12 am. He knew there was no way that he could possibly go back to sleep after a dream like that.

After stretching and yawning, he went to the living room, sat down on the couch, and flipped on his television. He watched a couple of episodes of Bait Car on Tru TV before he got bored. He was stressed, lonely, and sexually frustrated. He needed release and he was gonna have to handle it like any other pussy-less guy: by jacking off...

After getting some much needed relief, he browsed the net. He looked on Craiglist for a new gun safe and somehow ended up in the personals. After browsing Men Seeking Women (to see what kind of man looked for a woman on Craigslist) and Women Seeking Men (to see what kind of woman looked for a man on Craigslist), he ended up on a page called Missed Connections. Out of curiosity, he clicked on the first post:

Redhead at Shropshire Shopping Mall- m4w - 36

You had your red hair in a long ponytail. You were with a guy but you guys seemed too playful to be a couple, he even ruffled your hair, so I guess he was a friend or brother. You were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and I wish I could have said that. Send me a message that says what color shirt you were wearing if you're interested.

'Pathetic,' Jackson thought as he pressed the back button, 'What kind of ridiculous, sappy shit was that?' After clicking through several more posts, he felt a helluva lot better about his own sad-ass situation.

Then he remembered: The girl from the grocery store. He knew it was a longshot , but maybe, just maybe she could have made a post. He went back two days and checked the posts, to his surprise, he saw something that could have been her:

Tall Guy at Bryant Grocery- w4m- 22

He read the post in disbelief... it was her...talking about him. He was floored! The attraction was definitely not one-sided, he remembered cursing himself for not saying anything to her. She really didn't strike him as the Craigslist type, hell, she didn't even strike him as a 'Kassidy'. She was young but not too young at 22, not bad..not bad at all. He, himself was 29, creeping up on thirty. What could she possibly have in mind? He guessed he had to send a message to find out...

He clicked the 'reply' box and typed his message:

Subject: Mystery Guy

Kassidy,

I drive a 2010 Black Ford F-150- Harley Davidson Edition. Call or text me at 555-555-5555.

-Jackson

Jackson reread the message several times before sending it. He didn't know how specific she wanted the description, so he put it all and hoped that he didn't come off as an asshole. He also had no idea how soon he could expect a call or text from her. Hell, she might even change her mind. He stretched and went to brush his teeth and wash his face. Soon, he was dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes, ready for his morning jog...

~*~*~*~*~

Kassidy was asleep when she heard her phone going off. She grumbled angrily when she realized it wasn't even 6 am. Sean was sprawled all over her bed and had stolen most of her covers. Sighing, she picked up her phone to find that she had an email. Her heart leapt in her throat when she saw 'Mystery Guy' in the subject line.

She eagerly opened the email and read it twice before she nudged Sean excitedly. "Sean! It's him!" she said with a smile.

"What's who?" he grumbled, opening one eye.

"It's him, Mystery Guy! He sent me a message! It really is him!" she said, tackling him.

"Seriously? Let me see," he said, eyes widening in realization. Kassidy shoved the phone in his face causing him to blink several times before he could read it. 'Oh, shit,' he thought.

Missed Connection Ch. 03



Kassidy went back and forth for three days on whether or not she should text Jackson and when she thought about what she should write, she felt like a complete dumbass. Kassidy did NOT want to give a bad impression... Too many times had she started a text and soon found herself overanalyzing what was being said and didn't send it.

She also felt that calling him was out of the question... She wasn't really the 'phone' type. She hadn't expected him to really respond... Honestly, she just made the post to say that she tried. She definitely did not foresee herself as she was, now: on pins and needles, staring absently at her cell phone. Whenever she had down time, she found herself chastising herself for being such a coward about the whole situation. She knew that if he was like any other guy, if she kept him waiting much longer, she'd miss out on him again... She really needed to get it together!

She had to mentally prep to convince herself to take action: 'Kassidy, you have to send him a text... It was you that submitted the post and now the ball is right back in your court... What's a text message, anyway?' Sean, of course, did not want her to respond and for some reason when she brought the subject up, he acted really frustrated... Sean wasn't here to talk her out of it, so she swallowed her pride and picked up her phone.

Kassidy: Hey Jackson, it's Kassidy... I got ur email

After she pressed 'send', she relaxed...a lot. She even laughed at her own stupidity: Was that really so hard? How could she get so damn worked up over a text message?

Her mind traveled back to when she got the email three days prior:

"So what are you gonna do now, Kass? I'm telling you that that," Sean said, nodding towards her cell phone, "is no fucking good." His chest rose and fell quickly as his green eyes bore into hers.

"Sean, calm down. I'm not planning on going and meeting him or anything...Well, at least not yet," she explained in an attempt to clam him down.

"Yet? Yet! You can't be fucking serious! You don't know anything about this guy! He could be a fucking murderer!? Sean was seriously getting on her nerves.... It wasn't like she was fucking naïve enough to just go off and meet this man in some deep, dark alleyway... Jeez.

"Oh, Sean Davis! How could I have ever lived without you?" Kassidy spat sarcastically, "Do you really think I'm stupid enough to put myself in a fucked up situation? Fuck you!" The anger in her eyes stopped Sean in his tracks: Her eyes wild, her perfectly arched eyebrows ruffled... He knew it was cliché but she was so damn sexy when she was mad. He wanted nothing more than to lay down and let her take all her frustrations out on him but he quickly decided against that because now wasn't the time.

"You know what, Kassidy? You're right... you're a grown ass woman, so I can't stop you from doing anything. Just know, I'm trying to keep your best interest in mind," he said softly as he calmed down. He went from freaking out on her to softly stroking her cheek and Kassidy wondered what the reason behind his sporadic and weird behavior was.

She reached up and placed her hand on his, holding it in place. "I know you are, Sun-Sean but I already have a father... what I need from you is my best friend."

Sean felt the unfamiliar ache as he broke eye contact with her. "Fine... I love you, Kassidy."

"Love ya, too, Sun-Sean," she said with a toothy grin. Kassidy knew Sean like the back of her hand (or so she thought) and knew that the only reason he was pretending to catch feelings was because she had another guy in mind. Little did she know, his feelings were far from artificial.

~*~*~*~

Jackson was making himself dinner when he heard his phone blaring 'Indestructable' by Disturbed. He had a text message but had long given up hope that it could be Kassidy. For three days, he waited for her to call or text... minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days with no response. Every time his phone went off, he'd run to it, thinking it could possibly be her... it was usually one of the soldiers he fought with checking up on him. Soon, however, he figured that she lost interest.

He walked to the living room and picked up his phone and looked at the text. Again, he found himself reading it several times before he was convinced that it was real. He had thought she had forgot about him, yet, here she was sending him a text message... a very simple text message but a text message nonetheless.

He decided to play it cool:

Jackson: Hey, what's up?

Shortly after sending the message, he felt that maybe he played it a little too cool. 'Damn,' he thought. It had been awhile since he had meaningful communication with a civilian woman. He spoke regularly with military women and they were for the most part tough broads that didn't pussyfoot around with small talk. His last relationship was with a female Marine named Katrina Scott and although she was an AMAZING fuck, he didn't think that two military-hardened individuals did well in relationships...at least not from his own personal experience.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy was borderline elated when the message came so promptly, even if it was just three words.

Kassidy: NM. Sry it took so long 4 me 2 txt. I just now mustered enough courage 2 txt, I was nervous ;/

Kassidy was a firm believer in the 'Honesty's the best policy' rule and as a result, she was frank to a fault. That sometimes made her come off as a bitch but she figured that if this was to turn into something, she wanted to begin by being truthful. This was who she was: take it or leave it.

Jackson read her message and smiled, slightly. She was too cute but he never would have expected such an open and honest response to come so soon. Immediately, he took her lead:

Jackson: Nothing to be nervous about, I almost thought you forgot about me. I was waiting for a response.

Kassidy: I kno, I'm sry. My best friend didn't think this was a good idea n I started second-guessing

Jackson: Well, I'm glad you didn't listen to her.

Kassidy: Him* Yea me 2, what r u up 2?

Jackson didn't know how to feel about talking to a girl with a guy for a best friend. He could think of 1,001 ways that could be a bad thing...Unless, of course, he was gay.

Jackson: Nothing, really, I was just trying to adjust to being back home

Kassidy: Sounds like fun...not lol Where have u been?

Jackson: Afghanistan

Kassidy: O, ur n the military? What branch?

Jackson: Army

Kassidy was ecstatic...she loved a man in uniform. She made a mental note to tell him so when she got to know him better. If she got to know him better.

Kassidy: Cool... How long were u gone?

Jackson: 9 months... 9 looooong months lol I had actually just got home the day you saw me in the store. Are you a student?

'Great,' Kassidy thought, 'He could have been checking me out because I was the first chick he saw, not because he was actually attracted to me.' After shaking the negativity from her mind, she scolded herself for overanalyzing again. She walked to her closet and pulled out her black work shirt and a pair of tight, black slacks. She was running out of time.

Kassidy: Yes, I finish up next Spring.

Jackson: Awesome! What's your major?

Kassidy: Nursing with a minor in Sociology

Jackson: Cool

About ten minutes passed with no response and Jackson wasn't sure why she stopped texting. He figured that he had better keep the conversation up or risk losing her for another three days.

Jackson: So what are you doing?

Kassidy: NM juss gettin ready 4 work

Jackson: What do you do?

Kassidy: I'm a hostess at Burge's Steakhouse

Kassidy couldn't believe that she told him her place of employment. After the initial shock of her stupidity, she shrugged it off. He knew she was a student, he knew she had to be close because she was grocery shopping right off campus, why not tell him where she works? More than likely, he would have bumped into her anyway... her college town was not that big.

Jackson: I know that place. Maybe I'll see you around, Kassidy

Kassidy: Maybe you will, Jackson ;)

~*~*~*~

After taking a quick shower and dressing, Kassidy was at work. Today was a slow day. It had been slow all week because classes were over and most of the students were gone home for the summer. She let out an exasperated sigh as she looked up at the clock... her work day was passing at a snail's pace. When it seemed that all hope was lost, her phone vibrated. Looking at the message, she smiled:

Jackson: Having fun yet?

Kassidy: Hell no! I'm bored outta my damn mind!

Jackson: Would you like some company?

Kassidy's heart thudded in her chest at the thought of seeing Jackson in person again. He was absolutely gorgeous (from her memory) and she was here in her work clothes! She wanted to decline but she was really bored and she did want to see him again... Against her better judgment, she picked up her phone to respond:

Kassidy: How fast can you get here? ;)

~*~*~*~

Kassidy was on edge ever since Jackson told her that he was on his way. She went to the bathroom to look herself over to make sure she was presentable. After coming to terms with the fact that this was as good as it was going to get while she was wearing her work uniform, she exited the bathroom and inconspicuously looked outside to see if she could spot Jackson's truck.

After hours with scattered customers, an elderly couple decided to come in while she was waiting for his arrival. Kassidy cursed her luck and went to seat them... They didn't want a booth and didn't like the layout of the tables. After finally seating them, she walked back to her pedestal just as someone was entering the restaurant.

"Hi, welcome to Burge's. My name is-," her speech was cut short by the beautiful yet stern, blue eyes staring back at her. She swallowed audibly. 'Hellooo, Jackson' she thought as her eyes rolled over his body. Her breathing was labored as her corrupted mind thought of the possibilities:

She looked at his head that she could envision pushing into her pussy,his flawless face that she could picture twisting in pleasure, his perfect lips that she could picture wrapped around her clit, his thick neck that she saw herself sinking her teeth into, his broad shoulders that she could picture gripping as he moved inside of her, his hard chest that she saw her fingernails raking, his waist that she could envision wrapping her legs around. He broke her concentration when he spoke:

"Hello, Kassidy," he said with a confident smirk. He loved when women checked him out, not that he needed approval, hell, it just felt good. Something about her age gave the impression of innocence and it turned him on to no end. His eyes descended over her exposed collar bone and to her black polo that had one button too many unfastened.

After snapping out of her trance, she gave him a small smile. "Jackson," she said, extending her hand. Jackson took it in his and marveled at how small and soft her dark hand was in contrast to his rough, white one. He fought the urge to press his lips to her flesh, not wanting to scare her off too soon.

"Would you like to be seated?" Kassidy asked, raising an eyebrow. Jackson almost missed his cue because he was busy watching her mouth move... She leaned forward to grab a menu from her pedestal and casually pushed her wild curls behind her ear. He saw her ear had several piercings and it even had a small tattoo of a rose vine surrounding the pinna. He loved the way her lip ring nuzzled at the corner of her mouth and he couldn't stop himself from wondering what other tattoos or body piercings her clothing concealed..

"Sure," he said, smiling, "When's your lunch break?"

"I already had it," Kassidy said, pouting. 'Jesus, if she doesn't stop making that face,' Jackson thought as she poked out her full bottom lip. He wondered what it would be like to suck that lip into his mouth as he claimed her body...

"Ah, that sucks," he said simply. He tried to mask his true disappointment but Kassidy was no fool. She walked ahead of him, leading him to a table that was close to the front so they could still talk. Jackson couldn't stop staring at her round ass, thick thighs, and wide hips if he wanted to... and he definitely didn't want to. Kassidy smiled to herself because she could feel his eyes on her, making her stand straighter and walk with more confidence.

After seating him and giving him his menu, Kassidy retreated to her pedestal. She was so deep in thought that she barely realized that her boss was standing right beside her.

"-, Kassidy... Have fun," Stanley said with a smile. Kassidy shook her head and looked at him.

"I beg your pardon?" she asked, apologizing.

"I said," Stanley began, "that it's really slow today and that you could take the rest day off if you wanted."

Kassidy couldn't believe her luck! After thanking him profusely, she turned on her heel and entered the dining area and sat at Jackson's table.

"I'm glad you changed your mind," Jackson said, winking at her.

"My boss actually gave me the rest of the day off," she said, beaming.

"Awesome... so does this count as our first date?" Jackson asked, taking a sip of his soda, relishing in the taste.

"No," she said, watching the glow leave his eyes. She loved how even though he was disappointed, he had enough pride not to let it show. "This doesn't count as a date because you haven't asked me out, yet."

"Kassidy," Jackson said, reaching across the table, "Would you do me the honor of being my date this fine evening?"

Kassidy pretended to think it over before placing her hand in his. "Why Jackson, it'd be my pleasure," she said in an artificial Southern accent.

~*~*~*~

They made small talk and was truly enjoying one another's company. In a short amount of time, Kassidy learned that Jackson's favorite color was black, he was Alumni of her university's ROTC program, and he had no family. Jackson learned that Kassidy was a free spirit with an open mind, cried when ASPCA commercials came on, and she couldn't stand her stepmother.

It wasn't long before Kassidy's phone began to vibrate. She excused herself and prepared to leave to take the call. Jackson gestured for her to remain seated, indicating that he didn't mind her answering her phone at the table. She smiled and answered it. It was Sean.

"Hey, Sun-Sean, what's up?"

"Oh nothing, thinking about popping up at your job to keep you company, I know it's slow as all hell tonight."

"Sorry, Sean. I'm on a date."

"With who? Mystery Guy?"

"Uh-huh. Stanley let me off early and we kind of decided to do dinner."

"Kassidy, I told you not to trust his ass. I'm on my way."

"Sean, don't-," she began only to be met with a dial tone. She smiled uncomfortably at Jackson and sat her phone down on the table.

"Was that your boyfriend or something?" Jackson asked after swallowing his bite of steak.

Shaking her head, she spoke: "Or something... That was my best friend, Sean. He's still really weirded out by us meeting. Do you mind if he swings by to see that you're cool? He's on that Big Brother shit."

Jackson shrugged, he had nothing to hide, "I have no problem with it."

"Thanks, Jackson," Kassidy said with a wide smile and changed the subject, "So what did you wanna be when you were a kid?"

"A soldier," he said shortly and sipped his soda again.

"Well you got that," she said, laughing, "What was second place?"

"A police officer," he replied, using the same initial tone.

"And what are you?" Kassidy asked, turning her head to the side in the most adorable way Jackson could imagine.

"I'm a Military Police Officer," he said, cracking a smile.

"No way," she said, returning it, "Okay, what was your favorite cartoon?"

"I don't wanna tell you," he said, looking away.

"Out with it!" she said, strumming her fingers on the table and looking at him expectantly.

"G.I. Joe," he grumbled, turning a lovely shade of red when Kassidy burst into hysterics.

At that moment, Sean approached the table. "I see everything's going fine here," he said, surveying the situation.

Kassidy stopped her laughter and took several gulps of her water. "Yes, Sun-Sean, I told you it would be. This is Jackson... Mystery Guy from the grocery store. Jackson, this is Sean, my best friend."

Jackson looked at Sean intently before offering him his hand. Jackson knew that look anywhere... 'Big Brother my ass,' he thought as he watched Sean size him up.

Sean took Jackson's hand and shook it curtly. He never broke eye contact and neither did Jackson. Kassidy, feeling the tension, broke the silence. "So, what's up?" she asked Sean, hoping to stop the stare-down.

"Nothing much, Kass. I just came to check up on you but now that I see that there's nothing to worry about I guess I'll leave you to your date," he said with a smirk, retaining the stare.

Jackson was not about to back down, especially not from some kid. Sean's behavior actually had an adverse effect on Jackson: Instead of intimidating him, it made him want Kassidy even more...

"Nice to meet you, Sean," Jackson said darkly.

"Likewise, Bro," Sean said, turning on his heel and walking away.

"What was that about?" Jackson asked, finally looking at Kassidy.

"Oh, he's just a little protective of me," Kassidy replied, shrugging.

"I think he may have a crush on you," Jackson said, his words accompanied the sexiest smirk Kassidy had ever seen in her life.

"He does, but I just don't feel that way towards him. Physically, definitely, but I just don't want anything more from him. He's not what I want."

"So you and Sean-," Jackson stopped and raised his eyebrows.

"Oh yeah," she said, wondering if this was one of the times her brutal honesty would give her problems. She gave Jackson the entire spiel about the complexity of her and Sean's relationship as they walked to their cars. When she finished, he opened his mouth to speak:

"Well, Kassidy, I can honestly say that you deserve better than his shit. I'll be around if you need me.. All you have to do is text," he said, feeling comfortable enough to grab her by her hips and pull her into him.

Kassidy closed her eyes and relaxed into his embrace. Sean held her but it was nothing like this. She loved the way he oozed masculinity and raw sex appeal. She felt herself grow moist with the thought of her being able to completely let go and allow him to dominate her.

Jackson saw the raw desire in her big brown eyes and knew exactly what she craved. He was certain that when she was ready, she'd come to him because they both knew that he was just the man for the job...



Missed Connection Ch. 04



"What the fuck was that about?" Kassidy yelled into her phone before even saying 'Hello'.

"I just wanted to see what the competition was like and I'm not worried," Sean said casually despite her tone.

"Competition? Competition! Sean, what the hell are you talking about?" Kassidy asked, staring at her phone in utter disbelief.

"Kassidy, I want to be with you," Sean said slowly and calmly so there was no misunderstanding what he wanted.

Kassidy scoffed audibly, clearly not taking him seriously. How lightly she took the situation made him crazy... "Kassidy, I'm fucking serious!" he said, his anger getting the best of him.

"Sean, I'm sorry but I don't want to be with you... You're my best friend who I happen to have sex with, nothing more. I thought we had an understanding," she said softly.

"We did, it's just- fuck it... I'll see you in a little bit," he said, sighing.

"Actually, I'm really tired so I thought maybe I'd take a shower and go to sleep early tonight," Kassidy replied, mind reeling.

"So now that you're talking to that motherfucker, I can't even come over anymore? That's bullshit, Kassidy," Sean said, actually feeling a little hurt.

"Fine, come over, Sean," she said, throwing her free hand up in defeat.

"No, it's fine... Why the fuck would I go over there if you don't want me over there. I'll see you around, Kassidy," he said before hanging up.

Kassidy did not like her best friend being angry with her at all but she also didn't want to mislead him. After collapsing on her bed, she exhaled. What the fuck...

~*~*~*~

Jackson got home and sat his keys on the kitchen counter. Even though his home was the loneliest place he could fathom, he smiled thinking of the evening's events. He really liked Kassidy and he could fully understand why Sean was having such a hard time accepting a simple friend label. Jackson, however, had more pride than to pursue someone that was clearly uninterested in him. Of course the whole sex thing complicated things a bit... but, hey, they had an agreement.

He took off his shoes and laid on his couch. He was flipping through channels when he got the text message.

Kassidy: Sean is mad @ me.

Jackson: Why?

Kassidy: He thinks things have changed cuz I'm talkin 2 u...

Jackson: Have they?

Kassidy: No! I juss started talkin 2 u 2day! This was my 1st time talkin 2 him since I got home n I told him that I was juss gonna go 2 sleep and hinted at no company. Then he flipped n hung up on me!

Jackson: Wow...I'm sorry

Kassidy: U didn't do nething... he's just actin rly crazy.

Jackson: Do you need me to leave you alone for awhile so you can sort things out with your friend?

Kassidy: There's nothing 2 sort out! He'll get over it. I'm gonna shower n go 2 sleep. When can I c u again?

Jackson: I don't have any plans until I start back work. I'm on post-deployment leave.

Kassidy: Awesome... ttytmrw

Jackson went to the kitchen and got some water, confused. He didn't know what to expect from Kassidy and for now, she was fair game but he knew that soon she'd be his.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy tossed and turned in bed, feeling torn in a million different ways. She knew that she really liked Jackson but she knew that she was in a really fucked up situation right now and the last thing she wanted was to be mind-fucked by Sean. Against her better judgment, she picked up her phone and sent a text:

Kassidy: I'm sry we fought... I cnt sleep, come over?

Sean was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling when his phone vibrated. He looked at the phone saw the text. As much as he wanted to ignore the text, he couldn't. She had been texting him when she couldn't sleep for years and he couldn't walk away from her now.

-4 Years Earlier...-

Kassidy covered her head with her pillow to muffle the sounds of her dad and stepmom arguing. This was getting so old... Before long, she heard the door slam, indicating that her father had finally had enough and was taking a drive to cool off. Kassidy hated all of this for her father, he was such a good man and deserved a helluva lot better. She picked up her phone and called her best friend... He picked up on the second ring:

"What happened?" he asked, concerned and ready to whip some ass.

"Dad found out that Tina was cheating again," she said, matter of factly.

"That woman is such a fucking cunt," he said, gripping the phone a bit tighter. He knew that Kassidy's stepmother was a lying, cheating, manipulative bitch that Kassidy's dad thought the world of. She took advantage of him and always ended up apologizing and putting on the 'waterworks' and her father, in fear of dying alone, would always take her back.

"I can't sleep, Sun-Sean...come over?" she asked, hopeful.

"You never have to ask me twice, Kass... be there in a flash," Sean said, smiling.

"Thank you," she said, relieved.

Within 10 minutes, she heard knocking on her window. She got out of bed and opened it for him. It was cool out and the whoosh of frigid air made Kassidy's nipples strain against the thin fabric of her t-shirt. Sean gulped uncomfortably and thought of nursing homes to keep his erection at bay.

"Thank you so much for coming," Kassidy said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"No problem," he said, returning the hug, "I'll always be here when you need me."

Kassidy laid down on her bed and flipped her covers back for him. Sean took his shoes off and removed his shirt before climbing in next to her. She turned on her side and he pulled her securely into him. This was heaven for her. She smiled inwardly...finally able to relax, she started to drift to sleep.

Outside, they heard Kassidy's dad's car pull up and heard the car door slam shut. Soon, they heard the front door open and close.

It didn't take long before they heard Tina crying: "Kevin, I'm so sorry! I just made a mistake... please, Baby...I love you so much!"

Sean felt Kassidy's body shake and he held her tighter. He hated this for her... to have lost her real mom to cancer and get this cumhole in her place.

Kassidy turned around and rested her hand on his cheek, looking at her hero. He was incredibly important to her and was always there for her. Without thinking. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, causing him tense up.

"Shit, Sean, I'm sorry! I-," she began only to be cut off my his mouth crashing into and claiming hers.

He rolled her on her back and positioned himself between her legs, kissing all the way. He massaged her tongue with his causing her to moan in his mouth. The sound alone sent all the right signals to his cock and caused goosebumps to raise on his skin.

He shook his head, coming to his senses. "Kassidy, we shouldn't... I don't want to take advantage of you," he said, looking into her lust-filled brown eyes.

"Please, Sean," she said, kissing him again. She loved him and wanted to give him her virginity. With no further protest, he pulled her shirt off, leaving her naked from the waist up. Her dark nipples hardened invitingly, causing him to lean down and take it into his mouth. She exhaled sharply at the sudden contact and ran her hands through his hair. He dipped his hands behind her and gripped her full ass through her pajama bottoms. He couldn't believe how perfect her ass felt in his hands, like it was meant for them.

"Kassidy, I'll only do this if you're absolutely sure," he said as a final attempt to give her an opportunity to back out. Sean already knew that she was a virgin and he wanted her to be certain that she wanted to give it to him.

Without saying a word, she stepped back and removed her pajama bottoms and panties at once. Gesturing to him with her index finger, she laid on the bed and separated her legs.

"Jesus," he said aloud, looking longingly at her pussy, taking note how her juices made it glisten in the moonlight. He walked over to her and knelt between her legs. Before she could ask what he was doing, he attacked her pussy. She groaned and squealed as he ran his tongue between her folds, sucking her clit into her mouth. This was unlike any pleasure she had ever experienced in her life.

"Oh, Sean! That feels so fucking good... Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!" she squealed, her bedroom obscenities catching him off guard.

He pulled his mouth away long enough to say: "Keep talking, Kassidy... Tell me you fucking like it!"

"Sean, I fucking love it! Just like that! Right there!" She said, pushing his face deeper into her pussy.

'She's the most vocal virgin on the fucking planet,' he thought as he felt her body tense, her fingers gripped his hair, and heard her scream several filthy words that was indicative of her release. He spread her legs and prepared to insert a finger only to be stopped by her.

"Just do it, Sean... I can take it," she said looking down at him, brown eyes ablaze.

"Kassidy, I don't have a condom," he said quietly.

"I don't give a fuck! Fuck me and pull out," she said, growing impatient.

That is how Kassidy Levine became the only girl that Sean ever had sex with without a condom.

He crawled in between her legs and pushed inside of her... she was so tight it was almost painful. "Fuck, Kassidy," he groaned, gritting his teeth. She bit her bottom lip and minded her breathing to control the pain as he took her cherry.

It didn't take long for the pain to be replaced by raw pleasure... Sean pulled her legs over her shoulder and began to plow himself into her wet cunt. "Shit, Sean!" she squealed, dragging her nails down his back, drawing blood. The pain snatched him out of his happy place and he flipped her hard on her stomach.

With no warning, he slammed into her tight opening. Kassidy clutched the sheets as she began to feel tension in her loins. "Fuck, fuck, fuck... I'm gonna cum!" she shouted as her pussy clutched him securely. He slowed his pace as she spasmed on his cock.

Not showing an ounce of mercy, he pushed his arm beneath her waist and pulled her slack body to her knees and pounded her doggy style. He was in heaven as he repeatedly impaled her... gripping her hips, he let out a groan as he pulled out and shot his load all over her back.

He fell to his side and pulled her cum-coated body against him, kissing her forehead. He was exhausted and that was the best fuck he ever had. Kassidy nuzzled into his chest, content.

"I love you, Sun-Sean," she said softly, making his eyes widen.

"I love you, too, Kass," he responded, looking into the distance behind her.

They slept that way, bodies tangled together until sunlight peeked through the blinds. Kassidy opened her eyes and blinked several times before she remembered what happened and why Sean was naked, sprawled over her bed.

She felt so gross, there was dried cum everywhere and she was sore all over. She nudged him.

"Unh!" he groaned, smacking her away.

"Sean, get your ass up!" she said, shaking him.

"Fine, shit!" he said, sitting up and looking at her, "What?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to know why the hell you were taking up the whole damn bed and why you took all my fucking cover," she said, gestured to the bed.

"Kassidy, every time you call me over here, I take up the whole bed and steal all your cover... if you don't like it: stop calling me over here!" he said, smiling.

"Never!" she said, tackling him to the bed. She looked down at him and lowered her lips to his... Instinctively, he gripped her ass and returned the kiss.

"Kassidy," he began, "just because we did this doesn't mean things have to get weird between us, does it?"

Kassidy knew what this was: It was him saying that he wanted to keep things the way they were to avoid being tied down with a relationship. She partially expected this but it didn't make her feel any better. She was stupid to think that because she was in love with her best friend that the feelings were mutual...

"Of course not, Sun-Sean," she said with a forced smile. He smiled and kissed her lips... he could have his cake and eat it, too.

-Present-

Kassidy heard knocking on the door. She stood up and opened it after looking through the peephole. She looked at him, he looked sad... she hated being the cause of his pain but she wasn't going to make it worse by leading him on.

"Hi," he said, simply. He wanted nothing more than to break the awkward silence.

"Hi," she replied with a small smile. Without another word, she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bedroom. Kassidy laid down on her bed and flipped her covers back for him. Sean took his shoes off and removed his shirt before climbing in next to her. She turned on her side and he pulled her securely into him. This was heaven for her...She smiled inwardly...finally able to relax, she started to drift to sleep. 



Missed Connection Ch. 05



Kassidy woke up, confused when she saw Sean sprawled all over her bed... again. She almost freaked out until she realized that she was still wearing her oversized nightshirt and her pussy wasn't sore and throbbing. She looked at Sean: His tousled brown hair, his straight nose, his perfect lips... it really sucked that there would never be a future between the two.

As if he could feel her eyes on him, his eyes flickered open. He looked at her and smiled. When he remembered what happened last night, his smile faded.

"Good morning, Sun-Sean!" Kassidy sang happily and laid beside him.

"Morning, Kass," he said, ruffling her curly hair.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you whatever you want...," she said with wide, hopeful eyes, hoping he would take her peace offering.

"I, ah, I'm not sure that's a good idea, Kassidy," he said, sitting up and stretching. Kassidy's eyes watched hungrily as his muscles flexed yummily as he arched his back to stretch.

"Please, Sean?" she asked, breaking eye contact with his abs long enough to make eye contact with him.

"Okay," he agreed, against his better judgment. It was going to be tough keeping his hands off of her, especially if she kept eye-fucking him the way she was... "You know what I like."

Kassidy nodded happily and went into the kitchen. Within minutes, the smell of eggs, bacon, and toast filled the air, sending subliminal messages to Sean's stomach. He watched intently as she maneuvered her way around the kitchen. She sang aloud to 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield and moved her curvy body to the beat. She was too cute... this was the Kassidy Levine that he fell in love with years ago. It was then that he decided to give it another try... While Kassidy was making orange juice, he walked behind her and slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.

"Sean, I-" she began and he planted kisses along her slender neck, "I can't do this with you... I'm not going to lead you on."

"You look so sexy in here singing and dancing... I tried, Lord knows, that I tried to keep my hands to myself but it just occurred to me that it's been about four ENTIRE days since I've been inside you," he whispered, sending a wave of chills over her body. She groaned as he pressed his erection against her ass, "Tell me you don't miss it."

Kassidy felt her knees grow weak and her pulse quicken. Sean's hands began to gingerly grope her breasts over the thin material of her shirt. He smiled to himself when her heard a small moan escape her throat. "Tell me you don't miss it, Kassidy," he repeated, rubbing small circles around her nipples and tweaking them ever so often.

"Sean, this isn't a good idea," Kassidy said, desperately clinging to reason, "This is just gonna make it harder on us later."

"Kassidy, please... just this once, for old time's sake," he said, turning her to face him. She nibbled on her bottom lip and nodded her consent.

He ran his forearm across the counter, pushing objects to the floor. He sat her on the cleared countertop and attacked her mouth with his before she had time to change her mind. He pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her only in her panties and continued to massage her tongue with his. He left her hungry mouth and kissed down her neck to her breasts. He took a stiff nipple into his mouth and nibbled it softly.

"Mmm, Sean, please don't fucking tease me," she pleaded, her hot body shuddering in anticipation.

"Kass, if this is gonna be my last time with you, I want it to be perfect," he said, pulling away from her nipple and looking into her eyes. The intensity behind his stare took her breath away and all she could do was nod.

He dropped to his knees and looked longingly at her covered pussy. He leaned in and ran his tongue over the crotch of her soaked panties, teasing both of them as he looked up at her. When he couldn't take it anymore, he pulled her panties off and spread her legs until he was even with her pussy. He kissed it lovingly before wasting no time to suck her clit into his mouth.

"Ah! Fuck, Sean! Just like that! Lick my fucking pussy! Please don't stop!" She yelled repeatedly, alternating her praises.

He closed his eyes and was fueled by her words of encouragement. He licked her pussy passionately, leaving no part of it untouched inside or out. He was relishing in the fact that thus far, he was the only one... He was the only one to taste her, to love her, to fuck her... He found comfort that as of right now, there was no one else.

Kassidy soon began to tense and squeal, snatching Sean out of his thoughts. She released he frustration on his tongue and sighed contently. "You're the fucking best, Sun-Sean," she praised, satisfied.

"And don't you fucking forget it," he said with a smug smile, her juices glistened on his lips and chin. Without giving her time to come down from her high, he took off his pants and stepped out of them, his erection jutting outward proudly.

He spread her legs wide open and pushed his hard cock deep inside of her. They both groaned aloud when he was in her to his full extent.

"God," Kassidy whispered as he began to slowly move inside of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as she kissed him passionately. Sean gripped her ass, continuing to pump in and out of her tight pussy.

'So, this is what making love feels like,' he thought as he returned her kiss, as she rubbed her hands up and down his back.

He began to drive Kassidy mad, pulling out of her as far as he could with her legs wrapped around him and slamming back into her, tapping her g-spot.

"Sean?" she whined as her continued his thorough movements.

" Kassidy?" he said between thrusts... the sound of her whine making him just about lose his load.

"Please fuck me... hard," she pleaded, body on fire.

Without another word, he slammed into her to the hilt, losing himself. "Mmm, yes! Sean... Fuck me!" Kassidy groaned as he roughly pumped inside of her over and over again. Soon, her breathing and pulse quickened and he knew she was close. He pulled out, eliciting a cry of frustration from Kassidy.

"Dammit, Sean," she grumbled angrily, no one likes to be deprived of an orgasm.

"Get up and bend over the counter," he said sternly. She quickly obliged, not used to Sean's tone being so low and dangerous. He roughly kneaded her ass, planting a slap here and there before he rammed his cock inside of her violently.

"Ow! Fuck, Sean!" she said, trying to crawl away from the pain. He separated her brown ass cheeks so he could watch his cock disappear into her pussy. His body collided audibly with hers and soon he felt the familiar tension in his balls.

"Damn, Kassidy, I'm so fucking close," he grunted, looking down at her perfect, round ass.

"Come on, Sean! Keep fucking me! You know you want to... fuck my pussy" she encouraged, pushing her ass back on his cock. He tried and tried to keep his orgasm at bay but Kassidy had such a filthy fucking mouth!

After a few more seconds of Kassidy's dirty talk, Sean was at his brink. He anchored her hips and fucked her until he pulled out, grabbed her roughly by the hair, and pushed his spurting cock deep down her throat.

"Fuck, Kassidy... Oh my God!" he yelled up at the ceiling as Kassidy eagerly swallowed spurt after spurt of his cum. Pretty soon, Sean began to get a little weak in the knees. Seeing him sway, Kassidy pulled away, got to her feet, and helped him to a chair.

"That. Was. Amazing," Sean said when he regained his sanity. Kassidy simply nodded as she nuked their breakfast in the microwave. She placed a cup of orange juice on the table before him and shortly after she had his plate next to it.

After serving him his plate, she took a seat opposite him and began picking at her food.

"Kassidy... What's wrong?" He said, taking a swig of his orange juice.

"Nothing," she said, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Now, Kassidy, you know that I know you better than anyone else. How you gonna lie to me?" he said, concern painting his handsome face, "Is it because of Soldier Boy?"

Kassidy laughed aloud, choking on the piece of bacon she was eating. "Soldier Boy?" she coughed, tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

"You know...," he said, erasing all emotion from his face and giving a mock salute.

"Sean, don't be an asshole," she said, taking a sipping from her glass of water.

"I'm not! I said that I was going to back off and I will if that's what's gonna make you happy. Just know, I'll just have to kill him if he hurts you and I'll expect a very handsome reward in return," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

It took all Kassidy had to not laugh aloud at the thought of Sean killing a man whose body was a lethal weapon. Oh well, the man can dream. She exhaled and felt weight fall off her shoulders, life would be a lot easier now that she and Sean were on the same page.

Kassidy and Sean ate the rest of their meal like old times, as in, before the had slept together. They laughed, they told jokes, and not once did they mention sex... well, not with each other. Of course, they laughed and joked before but this is the first time in a long time that it didn't end with them having sex.

Kassidy averted her eyes as he stood to put his pants back on, it had only just occurred to her that they had been eating breakfast in the nude. While he was busy dressing himself, she pulled her shirt over her head. Soon, she was walking him to the door.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around," Sean said with a sigh.

"Of course, Sun-Sean," she said, walking over to him and wrapping her arms around him, "Please make it sooner rather than later." He nodded.

After she closed the door behind him, she walked back to her room with a huge smile painted on her face. No more worrying, no more stress, no more temper tantrums. She ran herself a hot bubble bath and slowly sank into it, loving the way the hot water seemed to work all of her problems away like the hands of a masseuse. For the first time in her life, she felt content...



Missed Connection Ch. 06



Two days after Kassidy's encounter with Sean, Jackson was in the middle of a pretty intense ab workout when he heard his phone ringing. "Fuck," he sighed, knowing he would have to answer and if it was a bullshit call, he'd have to build his intensity up all over again... He got to his feet and wiped his sweaty hands on his shirt and went to answer his phone.

"This is Jackson," he said after pressing the green 'answer' button, hiding his irritation. He sounded so... serious and mature and it drove Kassidy wild.

"Hi, Jackson. It's Kassidy," she said, unsure if he knew it was her.

"Hey, Beautiful," he said with a smile, "What are you up to? I thought you didn't like to talk on the phone."

"Ah, a text seemed a little cliché so I dared to be different," she said with a laugh, "I'm not doing much, I just hoped you weren't too busy today because I wanted to see you," she said, hoping she wasn't sounding too needy.

"Okay, when?" he asked, leaning against a wall.

"Uh, well, I... Whenever you're free. What are you doing now?" She said, a little thrown off. She didn't want it to seem like she had nothing to do but she also didn't want to sound too busy.

"I was just doing some sit-ups but I can definitely fit a pretty lady such as yourself into my busy schedule. Give me 20 minutes to shower and get dressed and I'll take you to a movie. Sound good?" he asked, already stripping off his shirt.

"Yeah, definitely," she said, happy to finally have someone that makes decisions instead of the usual: 'I dunno, what do you wanna do today?' with Sean.

"Okay, I'll pick you up. Where do you live?" he asked, taking a swig of his bottled water.

"I stay in the Commons at the University," she said, looking through her closet for an outfit.

"Which room?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"D3," She said, holding a shirt up to her body only to make a face and throw it on her bed.

After they hung up the phone, she continued to sift through her closet wondering what the hell she was going to wear until she remembered how much he enjoyed seeing her in a maxi-dress when they first met. Smiling, she pulled another one out of her closet. This one was predominately pinks, yellows, and oranges where her other one was mostly blues, purples, and greens. She liked this one because she felt this one went better with her skin tone... Plus, it was hot out and she figured a little skin wouldn't hurt.

She put on her dress and finished her hair and makeup. After slipping a colorful assortment of earrings in her ears, she took a picture of herself and sent it to Jackson.

Jackson was getting into his truck when his phone vibrated. He was almost sure it was Kassidy canceling because Sean had a problem with her going out... 'No,' he thought, 'I'll give her more credit than that.'

He pulled out his phone and checked the message:

Kassidy: I juss thought u'd like a pic ;)

The picture that was attached was of her smiling innocently at the camera, the phone was at a semi-angle and he could see she was wearing another multi-colored dress like the first one she wore, beaded tie and all. What was really intriguing about the picture was the perfect amount of cleavage showing... the happy medium between 'I'm cute' and 'I'm fucking sexy'... How could she possibly master that? Especially at her age... He knew 40 year olds without that sort of knowledge. Her eyes were perfectly lined and her lips were covered in a simple gloss. Her lip ring shimmered invitingly...

'Jesus, she has to know what she does to people!' he thought, feeling his semi coming to life. After adjusting himself, he pulled out of his driveway and within 3 minutes, he was pulling into the parking lot of Kassidy's dorm. He got out of his truck and walked up to the door of Dorm D3. He knocked and stepped back, awaiting an answer.

'Fuck, he's gorgeous,' Kassidy thought to herself as she looked through her peephole. After taking a few comfort breaths, she unlocked the door and invited him in. "Well, well, well, 20 minutes on the dot... Impressive," she said with a smirk.

"Yeah. In Basic, I had this Drill Sergeant that would penalize you even for being early," he said with a chuckle. Kassidy watched carefully as he spoke, loving every word, especially loving the way he made 'Sergeant' sound like 'Sar'nt'. "What?" he asked, seeing her stop and stare at him with a small smile as if he had three heads.

"Oh nothing," she said, flushing, "Give me two more minutes, I still have grab a few things. Can I get you anything? Water? Lemonade? Crystal Light? Tea?"

"Oh no, I'm fine. I'll just wait here," he said looking around her 'dorm'. This was unlike any dorm he'd seen before... this building was new and when he was a student there, the dorms were actually small rooms that you shared with someone. This place resembled an efficiency, actually, it was just like an efficiency and Kassidy used an Asian inspired room divider to separate the living area from the bedroom.

She had several framed posters covering her walls and one large wall was covered with a yellow panel since she couldn't paint. Jackson looked around and saw that everything was bright and cheerful and the whole place was semi-cluttered. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were utter and complete opposites.

"Okay, I'm ready," she said, throwing her small, golden bag over her shoulder and looking at him expectantly. She had moved so fast earlier that this was his first time getting a good look at her: Her curly brown hair was adorned by a large, orange flower, the beaded dress tie brought attention to her smooth neckline and shoulders, the dress clung to her body perfectly, and she was wearing golden gladiator sandals revealing a perfect French Pedicure.

Jackson swallowed trying to keep the searing discomfort of an oncoming erection at bay. He cleared his throat and walked outside, waiting for her to lock up and follow him to his truck. He walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her and helped her up inside. Soon, he was in the driver's seat, starting the truck. Jackson turned down the blaring rock music so as to not scare her away.

"I liked that song," she said with a small pout. Jackson turned it back up. 'Woman after my own heart,' he thought.

Kassidy looked around his truck, taking note that it was completely spotless, 'Neat Freak,' Kassidy thought with a small smile.

"What are you over there smiling about?" he asked, starting the truck and looking over at her.

"Nothing," she semi-shouted over the rumble of Jackson's engine.

"You sure smile a lot about nothing," he said, shooting a wink in her direction, making Kassidy feel like her heart was going to burst at any moment.

"Yeah, I guess I do," she said, feeling foolish, "So... what movie did you want to see?"

"I was thinking Prometheus or Avengers," Jackson said, shrugging.

This was one of the times that Kassidy's honesty would be a problem:

"Seriously? What about Ted? Or Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter? Or Madea's Witness Protection? Or...or.. Magic Mike?" Kassidy semi-pleaded. Prometheus seemed boring as all hell and she liked Marvel movies, they just lasted soooo loooong. She wanted something if not shorter, entertaining so she could enjoy her time with Jackson afterwards.

Jackson could not believe the movies that she was throwing out there...wow.

"What are those movies even about?" he asked, looking over to her.

"Well, Ted is about a teddy bear that is real and is giving his owner hell. Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter is self-explanatory. Madea's Witness Protection is about a guy who needs to hide from the mob at Madea's house-," she said,

"Who?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, Madea... as in Tyler Perry's movies," she said, her beautiful eyes wide in disbelief.

"Who?" He repeated, bewildered.

"Oh, hell no... turn the car around," she said, twirling her index finger.

"What? Why? Are you not feeling well?" he asked, quickly obliging.

"Oh, I feel just fine... We're going back to my dorm and I'm gonna teach you some things," she said, smiling.

Jackson looked at her questioningly, wondering if he was misunderstanding... He was.

"Simmer down, Big Boy. I meant I have the entire Tyler Perry Movie Collection at home and we can chill there and I'll make dinner," she said, realizing where his mind was going.

"Oh," he said. 'Wishful thinking,' he thought, but he was happy she wasn't that kind of girl.

~*~*~*~

"Jackson, harder," Kassidy moaned into his ear. Jackson quickly obliged, throwing her long legs over his shoulders, sinking his fingernails into her hips as he slowly and thoroughly impaled her repeatedly. "Don't stop, please don't stop," she groaned as her pussy began to contract rhythmically on his rigid cock...

Jackson shook his head vigorously to clear the inappropriate thoughts from his mind. When they made it back to her room, she changed into a pair of lime green and blue Nike training shorts and a fitted white v-neck. When she came from behind the room divider, he felt as though his cock would explode at any moment.

After excusing himself to her bathroom, he adjusted himself and returned to see that she was already starting dinner. He stood quietly, leaning against the wall, watching her.. She hummed a little tune and did a miniscule dance that he would have missed if he had blinked. She was too cute and it was obvious that she had no idea that she was being watched. She turned around and saw him looking at her.

"What the fuck, Jackson?" she said out of surprise, jerking her hand over her chest, " You scared the living shit outta me."

"I'm sorry," he said, looking away.

"It's okay, just let your presence be know next time, fucking Ninja," she said, now resuming her meal preparations. He nodded agreement with a smirk.

Before long, the heavenly aroma filled the dorm sending subliminal messages directly to Jackson's empty stomach.

"That smells so good," Jackson said as his stomach growled impatiently.

"What did you expect? This is some good shit, you'll see," she said, setting his plate on the eating tray in front of him as well as a napkin and a cold glass of lemonade.

"You sure have a bad mouth, Little Girl," he said, raising an eyebrow. Kassidy felt chills down her spine when he called her 'Little Girl'... it was all she could do not to moan aloud.

"Uh yeah, that's how I roll," she said mockingly, "What are you gonna do about it, Old Man?"

Jackson jerked his head to face her and gave her a chilling gaze... "Watch it, Woman."

"I'm shaking," she said, sarcastically feigning fear. She took a seat next to him beginning to eat.

The couch was suddenly too small for Jackson. He wanted to touch her, to taste her, to fuck her and it was all too much. He gritted his teeth and began to eat when the urges subsided.

"Kassidy, this is amazing!" Jackson praised, without looking up from his food.

"I told you," she said smugly, watching proudly as he cleaned his plate, "Do you want more? I made extra for just this reason."

"Hell yeah," he said, sitting up when his plate was bare. Kassidy got to her feet and made him a second helping and refilled his drink. "Where did you learn to cook like that? I thought you college kids lived on just takeout and Ramen Noodles," he said only halfway kidding.

"Wow...stereotyping, are we?" she said, placing the newly filled plate in front of him, "Nah, my mom taught me how to cook when I was little."

"Did your parents divorce or something? I remember you telling me about your 'evil stepmother,'" he said, shoveling more food in his mouth.

"No, she died from breast cancer when I was fourteen," she said matter-of-factly.

"I'm sorry," he said, stopping his enchilada demolition.

"It's cool, it was a long time ago," she said, looking off into the distance.

"How did your dad meet your step mom?" he asked, wanting to know as much about her as she would allow.

"She was his secretary," she said curtly, indicating that she didn't want to talk about her anymore.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to pry," he said, polishing off his second plate.

Kassidy nodded and gave him a small smile. Soon, the silence became stifling. She got to her feet and gathered his plate and drinking glass and took them to the kitchen.

"She was his secretary. She took advantage of him in a vulnerable state and he fell for it. He married that miserable excuse for a wife and she broke his heart... repeatedly. Me and Sean even caught her cheating once. She told me that my dad wouldn't believe me... that wasn't what hurt. What really hurt was that he believed me but turned the other cheek. Acted like everything was fine and dandy. Then she did it again...and again... and again," she said darkly, hate in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry," Jackson said, scooting closer to her. He pulled her into his strong arms and held her like a small child.

"It's fine, Jackson," she said dismissively after allowing herself to be in his embrace for awhile. She got to her feet, to both of their disappointment and popped Madea Goes to Jail into the DVD player. She took her seat beside him after dimming the lights.

"You know, you can come closer, Little Girl... I don't bite," Jackson said, gesturing to her with a smile. She felt the warm, familiar ache in her loins. She gave him the sexiest smirk he'd ever seen and crawled into his open arms. She stayed that way, in his arms throughout the entire movie. Jackson even held his bladder, ignoring the painful urgency just to keep her that way. When the movie was over, he finally excused himself to use her restroom.

"Do you have to be anywhere in the morning?" Kassidy asked him upon his return.

"Not that I know of... why?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"If you weren't too tired or in too big of hurry to go home, I wanted to watch another movie with you," Kassidy said, only being partially truthful. She didn't really care to watch another movie but she couldn't very well say 'I wanted you to stay and hold me like you were for just a little bit longer' could she? Actually, she could have and it wouldn't have phased Jackson one bit...

"Definitely," he said, taking his spot on the sofa and she took hers in his arms.

Halfway through Madea's Family Reunion, Kassidy fell asleep. Her head was on Jackson's chest and he could smell the warm, soft scent of her vanilla body lotion. His eyes rolled hungrily over her young body... Her flawless skin seemed to glow in the light of the television and he looked longingly at her pouty lips... they looked so soft. He even stole a peek down her v-neck and wanted nothing more than to bathe her ample and exposed cleavage with his tongue. His prominent erection was prodding her lower back but in her sleeping state, she didn't seem to notice.

When the movie ended, he eased himself from beneath her and took her limp body in his arms. He carried her to her bed and placed her inside, covering her with her comforter. He wished she would wake up, pull him in, and allow him to take her to ecstasy... wishful thinking. After leaving a note on her bedside table, he locked her bottom lock and let himself out.

He climbed into his truck and began his short drive home. This entire time he sat on the sidelines and allowed her to come to him. Now, he realized how badly he wanted her and he realized he would have to make a move.



Missed Connection Ch. 07



Kassidy sat up in her bed and stretched. She smiled to herself remembering the night before... she could still smell him on her shirt. Laughing at herself, she stood up and something caught her eye: a note:

Call me when you wake up.

-Jackson

She took a quick shower and sent him a quick text:

Kassidy: I'm up, r u?

After making herself a bowl of cereal, she flipped on Saturday morning cartoons and began eating. Her phone began to ring, smiling to herself, she answered it.

"Hello?" she said, taking a bite of her cereal.

"I thought I said to call," Jackson's deep voice said into her ear.

"I know you did, I just felt like being a little disobedient," she said, smirking.

"Disobedience can get you into a lot of trouble, Kassidy," he said evenly.

"Yeah, yeah," she said, rolling her eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Just finished my run. Are you busy?" he asked, taking off his running shoes.

"No, why?" Kassidy asked, drinking her cereal milk.

"I thought if you weren't busy that I could pick you up and bring you here to my house," he said, stretching.

"What are we gonna do there?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I dunno, I guess I just wanted to see you again," Jackson said, feeling cheesy as hell.

"Aww, Jackson, aren't you sweet?" she teased, causing him to groan in embarrassment, "I'm kidding! That sounds cool, let me finish this episode of Spongebob and I'll start getting ready."

"Spongebob? Seriously?" he asked in utter disbelief.

"Don't judge," she said, shrugging, "I'll see you in about an hour."

After they hung up, Kassidy smiled until her cheeks hurt. 'I actually like him,' she thought, setting her cereal bowl on her coffee table and curling up with a blanket to finish her episode of Spongebob. As soon as it ended, there was a knock on her door. She looked through her peephole and squealed in delight.

"Sun-Sean!" she yelled as she pulled open the door and jumping into his waiting arms.

"Kassidy! I missed you, Kidd," he said, twirling her around several times before setting her unsteadily on her feet.

"I missed you, too! Have you eaten?" she asked, looking him over and closing the door behind him.

"Yeah, I had a McMuffin on my way here," he said, shrugging.

"Oh, okay, then," she said, feeling a little down.

"What have you been up to?" he asked.

"Nothing much, I just took a shower because Jackson's picking me up in about half an hour but I just finished watching Spongebob and eating cereal," she said with a smile. The deflated look on Sean's face was quickly replaced by one of amusement when he heard what she was watching.

"Cool. How are you and Soldier Boy, anyway?" Sean asked her, sitting on her couch.

"Jackson and I are doing just fine... he came over last night for enchiladas and Tyler Perry movies," she said, taking a seat next to him. He grabbed her legs and pulled them into his lap.

"Enchiladas or enchiladas?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Regular, edible enchiladas, Perv," she said, smacking him across his chest.

"The other enchilada is edible, too, Kassidy," he said, his hand traveling to her thigh.

"Enough, Sean!" she said, laughing, "If we're gonna do this whole 'just friends' thing, you're gonna have to have some self control!"

"I'm sorry, Kassidy, old habits die hard," he said, shrugging.

"I know," she said, getting to her feet to get ready. She went to her bedroom area and went through her closet. She decided on a navy blue and white striped tank top, short white shorts, red, dressy flip-flops, and red hoops. She began undressing when Sean rounded her room divider.

"Sean, get outta here!" she said, covering her body.

"Kass, chill out, it's nothing I haven't seen before," he said with a wicked smile.

"Still, avert your eyes," she said, frowning.

"Fine," Sean sighed, looking at the ceiling as she got dressed.

"Okay, how do I look?" she asked, doing a small circle.

"You look like a sexy sailor," he said with a smile. She could tell he wanted her... she wanted him, too, but she wasn't gonna go back to that, especially when she could possibly have something good going with Jackson.

"I think you're missing this," Sean said, walking over to her vanity and picking up a large, red flower headband. He slid it in her hair and smiled. "Perfect."

"Thank you, Sun-Sean," she said, blushing. She went to her bathroom and did her makeup and slipped navy blue and white studs in her other three holes. After applying her red lipstick, she smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She saw Sean in the mirror behind her.

"You really look beautiful," Sean said, leaving the bathroom.

There was a knock on her door and Kassidy was in the middle of changing out her facial jewelry. "Sean, can you get that?" she called to her friend.

"I got it, Babe," he said, knowing Jackson could hear him through the door. He looked through the peephole and watched the wave of emotion pass behind Jackson's eyes. He loved fucking with this guy.

He opened the door and looked at him. "Jackson," he said, nodding in his direction and stepping to the side to let him in.

"Sean," Jackson said, repeating his action and stepping inside.

"Kassidy's still getting ready, she just got out the shower... You know how women are," Sean said, with a smirk.

"Oh, yeah," Jackson said, trying to hide the fact that his blood was boiling right now.

At that moment, Kassidy came into the living room, wearing a big smile. "Hi, Jackson," she said cheerfully, oblivious to the butter-thick tension in the room.

"Hey," he said, pulling her into his arms for a hug. "You look amazing."

"So do you," she said, looking him over.

Unable to take it anymore, Sean walked over to Kassidy and hugged her. "Kass, I'ma head out. Text you later," he said, walking to the door.

When he walked out, he left Jackson and Kassidy in an awkward silence.

"Kassidy?" Jackson said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you still having sex with Sean?" he asked, trying not to take out his frustration with Sean's behavior on her.

"No," she said, looking at him quizzically, "Why?"

"Because I want you all to myself," he said, grabbing her hand.

Jackson watched as a small smirk danced on Kassidy's full lips. "It's about time," she said, still smirking.

"What do you mean?" Jackson asked, searching her playful, brown eyes.

"I mean that I've been waiting for you to make a move all week," Kassidy said, laughing.

"Why didn't you make one, then?" Jackson asked, trying to keep a straight face.

She leaned forward and kissed him, catching him off guard. "I just did."

~*~*~*~

One Month Later...

"Do we really have to watch the news? It's so fucking depressing," Kassidy whined, pouting.

"I had to sit through hours of Perry Tyler movies...one hour of information won't kill you," he said, pulling her into his arms and changing the channel from MTV to News Now.

"It's Tyler Perry, Silly," she said, laughing.

"Whatever," he said, dismissively with a smirk. He turned his attention back to the news story about a girl that was raped a county over and realized that Kassidy was right: the news was depressing. She began to trail light kisses on his neck. "Stop it, Woman. I'm watching the news," he said with a smirk.

Ignoring his protest, she straddled his lap and kissed him deeply. Jackson ran his hands up and down her back, pushing her deeper into the kiss. Something about this girl was addicting but how can you be addicted to something you've never had?

"Are you just trying to distract me from the news?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Depends...Is it working?" she asked, running her tongue along his strong jaw line.

"Uh huh," he said, flipping her on her back and taking his place between her legs. Kassidy wrapped her legs around his waist so he could feel the heat emitting from her wet pussy and went to pull his shirt over his head. He pushed her shirt up and discovered yet another tattoo.

"Jesus, Girl! How many tattoos do you have?" he asked, kissing the newly exposed skin.

"Enough," she said with a smirk. Jackson ran his hands upward to fondle her breast, eliciting a hungry moan. Kassidy groaned impatiently as he sat up, pulling her on top of him in a sitting position... She wanted him so bad that she couldn't think straight. "Not yet," he said, adjusting himself. She nodded and crossed her arms in frustration. "I want it to be special when it happens," he said, kissing her lightly and bringing his attention back to the news.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy went down an aisle in the grocery store, throwing things in her cart. She was in a hurry. She was hellbent on having Jackson's birthday cake ready before he made it to her dorm when he got off work. He had let it slip that his birthday was today about a week ago... 30 years old. Kassidy couldn't help but feel that it was hot that Jackson was older than she was... it made him even sexier to her...if that was even possible.

As she weaved through the aisles, she realized that she had no idea what kind of cake he liked due to the fact that there was only once or twice she had even seen him eat sweets... he was such a health nut. She was determined to get him to loosen up.

After she got everything on her list, she proceeded to check out. She repeatedly checked her phone to look at the clock... she had enough time. As she walked out to her car, she sent him a quick text.

Kassidy: Come by my dorm b4 u go home 2nite, Birthday Boi

She had already gotten everything ready for tonight. She made a special trip to Lucille's Lingerie yesterday to pick up a birthday surprise for him. Tonight she planned on taking their relationship to the next level and she hoped like hell that he was ready for her.

When she finally made it home, she carried in her groceries and began making his cake. She decided to use her grandmother's recipe for a Sock-It-To-Me Cake... her personal favorite. She hoped to God that he wasn't allergic to pecans. She finished the cake not a moment too soon because as soon as she pulled it out to cool, she got a text from Jackson.

Jackson: I'm on my way

She put on a short, yellow flared dress and put on light make-up. She didn't want him to suspect anything when he got here...

Jackson knew something was up. Her text made him suspicious... normally she'd let him go home and change before he went to see her but not this time. She was up to something, but he wasn't quite sure what it was. He started his truck and drove off base.

Kassidy smiled to herself when she heard the knock on her door. "Hey, Baby," she said, kissing him as he pulled his patrol cap off before stepping inside... God, she loved a man in uniform. "How was your day?"

"It was okay... normal bullshit," he said, shrugging, "You look beautiful."

Kassidy felt her face flush as she said thank you. "I have a surprise for you," she said, beaming. She was just too cute to him. He just wanted to just throw her down and...

"What is it?" he asked, shaking his head of the impure thoughts that he was thinking.

"You have to close your eyes," she said, walking behind him and putting her hands over his eyes, "Walk forward," she directed him.

After they made into her kitchen, she counted to three and uncovered his eyes. Jackson's eyes grew wide when he saw that she had baked him a cake with a lit '30' candle sticking out of it... he hadn't had a birthday cake in over twenty years!

"Surprise! What do you think? I hope you're not allergic to pecans because-," she spouted before he put his index finger over her lips, shushing her.

"I'm not," he said pulling her into his arms and kissing her deeply. He ran his hands under her dress and found her hot cunt. This fucking girl had a clit ring...who would have known?

"Jackson," she groaned as he teased her clit with his index finger. She moaned his name again as she began to grind her clit against his fingertip. She had been wanting him for so long that she could hardly believe he was touching her. "You have to make a wish."

A wish was the last thing on his mind but she took the time to bake him that cake and he'd make the wish if she wanted him to. He nodded, walked over to the cake, closed his eyes and blew out the candle. "I'm going to eat a slice of this cake. I want you in your bed and naked...now," he growled, looking into her wide, lust-laced eyes. She nodded and disappeared behind her room divider. He wanted her so much, he couldn't believe he was gonna eat the cake first.

He poured himself a cup of milk and cut himself a slice of cake. He removed his jacket and sat down, taking his time eating. He wanted her to squirm in anticipation. The cake was delicious. After washing his final bite down with milk, he rinsed his plate and glass and stuck them into the dishwasher.

With no warning, he walked around the room divider to find her laying in bed wearing the sexiest piece of lingerie he had ever seen... it was barely enough to leave something to the imagination. He was absolutely appalled by the amount of ink that adorned her otherwise brown skin.

"I thought I said naked," he said, standing at the foot of the bed.

"You did, I just felt like being a little disobedient," she quoted, giving him a sexy smirk.

"Disobedience can get you into a lot of trouble, Little Girl. Come here," he said, gesturing to her with his index finger.

She crawled over to him in such a catlike, sexy manner that Jackson almost came in his pants. "Take off all of my clothes," he said.

Kassidy ran her hands over his tan shirt before trailing her fingertips down his taut stomach, reaching his belt buckle. She took it off and slid her hand down his pants, rubbing and softly squeezing his rigid cock. He groaned, briefly allowing her to stroke him.

She wrapped her fingers along the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Her mouth watered, seeing the tattoo of his dog tags for the first time.

"You have tattoos, too," she said smiling.

"I have a tattoo, there's a difference. I'm not a human canvas," he said, his eyes rolling hungrily over her body.

She buried her face in the hollow of his neck, pushing his pants down his thighs. She dropped to the floor and began unlacing his boots. He stepped out of them when she was finished, leaving him in just a pair of black boxer-briefs and sporting a very prominent erection.

She returned to the bed only to be pushed on her back forcefully. His lips crashed against hers as he forcefully kneaded her breasts. He wanted to take this slow with her but she was having none of it. She unsnapped the crotch of her teddy and rubbed his cock over her clit.

"Fuck, Kassidy," he groaned, loving the silky feel of her smooth, wet pussy as well as the metal on the head of his dick.

"Jackson... fuck me," she said, her eyes boring holes into his. Normally, he would resist her seduction but he hadn't had sex in almost a year and he was thinking with his cock.

He nodded curtly and slammed into her causing her to cry out. "Jackson!" she squealed, raking her fingers down along his strong shoulder blades. He pumped inside her roughly and she loved every second of it. She watched in awe as his muscles flexed deliciously under his sweat-sheened skin. "Fuck, Jackson! Please, don't fucking stop!"

Jackson felt her feather-light touch on his biceps as he pounded her hard. He closed his eyes and relished in the sound of his skin smacking off of hers. He groaned and dug his nails into her hips... she felt like heaven. This was the best fucking birthday gift he had ever had.

"Ah, Jackson! I'm gonna fucking cum!" She shouted as her body quickly gave in to the deliberate thrusts of his cock nudging her g-spot. Jackson almost lost it as her pussy did a death grip on his cock, almost stilling him.

"I love your fucking cock, Jackson... you feel so good!" she praised as she came down from her high. Without a reply, he flipped her over, presenting her round ass (and lower back tattoo) to him. He lowered his head and licked her pussy hungrily, wrapping his skilled tongue around her clit ring and tugging. She released a jumble of obscenities as she rode a wave of pleasure given to her by his tongue.

He pulled away and slammed into her from behind, pumping vigorously without pulling too far out. Kassidy screamed into the mattress, quivering with the feeling of his cock as it continuously prodded her cervix.

"Kassidy... I'm about to cum," he said, eerily calm. She backed her hot cunt onto thrusting cock, beckoning him to cum inside of her. He smacked her jiggling ass and anchored her hips as he pumped inside of her vigorously. He let out a low growl as he filled her hot cunt with his seed

Kassidy fell to the bed, thoroughly satisfied. She had never felt anything like this from Sean...ever. She loved how he knew exactly what to do to make her body scream. He pulled her limp body into her arms. "Happy Birthday, Jackson," she said, closing her eyes.



Missed Connection Ch. 08



Kassidy's mind woke up before her body. She knew she was in her bed alone and when she finally opened her eyes, she realized that it had to be really late. She could hear the television playing on the other side of her room divider. After sitting up in bed and stretching, she went to her living area to find Jackson asleep on her couch. Her television was playing The O'Reilly Factor... ugh.

"Jackson," she said, walking over to him. He was in a deep, troubled sleep, groaning and moving, "Jackson?" He slept through her calls, sweat pooling on his forehead...

"Captain," a young Private said breathlessly before stopping and saluting him.

"Private," Jackson said, returning the salute.

"Captain, we have a lead on the whereabouts of Sadiq Zahir Bishara... Majid started talking a few minutes ago," Private Hall said.

"I don't trust him," Jackson said, simply, "I don't trust anything that any of them have to say."

"Yes, Sir," Private Hall said, saluting again and walking away. Jackson knew he was going to have to speak with him but he had no desire to. Qadi Khalis Majid was by far one of the most notorious Afghan assassins in military history. Needless to say, Jackson could not see him having a change of heart...it was definitely a set up.

Jackson walked into the prison, nearly gagging at the smell. The intense heat amplified the already nearly unbearable odor. He returned the salutes given by several enlisted soldiers before stopping in front of Majid's cell.

"Majid!" he shouted, rattling the bars of his cell.

"What do you want?" Majid said in his thick accent, briefly looking toward Jackson.

"I was told that you had some information for me," Jackson said, clearing his throat.

"I have very valuable information for you," Majid said, smiling, "I can tell you where to find Bishara."

"Why would I trust you?" Jackson pressed.

"I have failed Allah. He has already forsaken me. Why should I not help you?" Majid asked, getting to his feet and scratching his full beard. Jackson rolled his eyes. This fucking guy.

"Where is he, Majid?" Jackson asked, sighing.

"He is hiding outside of Sar-e Pol," Majid said, leaning in.

"I don't believe you," Jackson said, turning his back on him and walking away.

"It is the truth, use it as you wish," Majid said, sitting back down.

Jackson sat at his desk and pondered his next move. He couldn't trust Majid as far as he can throw him. He knew not to lead his troops to Sar-e Pol because it would either be a wild goose chase or a set up and he refused to have senseless blood on his hands. There was a knock on his door.

"Enter," he said and watched as an NCO entered the office.

"Captain, Majid killed himself, snapped his own neck," Sergeant Childress said after saluting him. Jackson nodded and Childress said, leaving the office. 'Fuck, now what?" Jackson thought.

~*~*~*~*~

The next day, Jackson and a platoon manned two humvees to safely detain a few belligerent failed suicide bombers. As soon as they passed an outskirt checkpoint, a few IED's exploded, flipping both humvees and ejecting Jackson and two other soldiers, instantly killing one. It took awhile for Jackson to get his bearings, he couldn't hear and his mind was reeling. He blinked several times before focusing on the burning vehicles. He got to his feet, clumsily. He had broken ribs, it was excruciating to breathe. 

"We've been hit! We've been hit!" he shouted after pulling out his radio. The humvees were burning and after his hearing returned, he heard the men screaming... burning to death. He would never forget the screams... the screams of the men he failed.

"Captain!" Jackson heard from his humvee. It was Private Hall, he had to only be about 18 or 19... He had to save him. "Captain, please! I don't want to die!" Hall sobbed, looking at him with terrified eyes. The smell of burning flesh was nauseating. Jackson pulled out his knife and proceeded to cut him free. The fire began to spread over Hall's body, causing him to scream in pain. Fire licked at Jackson's hands as he continued to cut through the young Private's safety straps, blistering them. Soon, the screaming ceased.

"I'll get you out! Stay with me, Private!" Jackson shouted, ignoring the burn of his hands as he cut Hall's final strap. The Private's lifeless, burning body fell to the ground. "No!"

He hobbled to the other humvee, checking for life but found that no one was alive. He finally walked to the ejected bodies. One was dead with a crushed skull, the other was barely hanging on. "Am I gonna die, Captain?"

"No, Corporal, you'll be fine, you just have a few broken bones," he lied, propping his rucksack underneath the bleeding soldier's shoulders. "I called for help, they should be here any moment."

Jackson waited for help next to the wounded soldier but he could still hear Private Hall's pleas in his head...

~*~*~*~

Jackson opened his eyes and was drenched in sweat, his throat was dry and sore. He looked around and saw Kassidy looking at him with tears in her eyes. What the fuck did he do?

"Kassidy? Did I hurt you?" he asked, cautiously. He had absolutely no control of his actions while he was asleep. One time he had even woken up with bloody knuckles.

She shook her head, still looking at him in silence. "What's wrong, then?" he asked.

"Nothing," she said, getting to her feet.

"No, come here," he said, his deep voice sending chills down her spine.

"What is the matter with you?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"You screamed, Jackson. Your eyes shot open and you screamed... you didn't even see me," Kassidy said, her bottom lip trembling.

"I'm sorry, I was just having a nightmare," he explained, hoping his calm attitude would rub off on her.

"About Afghanistan?" she asked, sitting next to him.

His throat went dry thinking about his dream. It felt so real. "Yes," he said, exhaling heavily.

"Are you okay, Jackson?" she asked, concerned, "Can I get you anything?"

"No, Babe, I'm fine," he said, wiping the remaining sweat from his brow.

"I'm sorry that whatever happened to you over there, happened, Jackson," she said, kissing his lips.

"It's fine," he said, quietly. He knew that she would never understand the ghosts that haunted him whenever his eyes closed, but he knew that she meant well and she cared about him and he cared about her as well.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy sipped her lemonade as she waited for her best friend to show up at Buffalo Wild Wings. Today was the day of the big UFC fight and it was tradition for them to watch UFC fights together at BWW.

At first, Kassidy was afraid that Jackson would have a problem with her spending time alone with her ex-friend-with-benefits but Jackson was too confident to be insecure which is one thing that Kassidy found incredibly sexy about him...

Halfway through her drink, she saw Sean walk inside. She waved to get his attention. When he saw her, he nodded and began to walk over.

"Sun-Sean!" She said, jumping to her feet and into his waiting arms, "I missed you!"

"I missed you, too, Kass," he said, relishing in the feel of her perky breasts pressed flush against him. Were her nipples hard?

"Um, Sean," Kassidy's voice crept into his filthy thoughts, "You can put me down, now."

At that moment, he realized the he had been holding her for entirely too long. "Oh, yeah, sorry about that. It's been... too long," he said, setting her to her feet.

"I know, we need to get together more often," she said, sitting down, "So how's life?"

"It's been okay, went back home last week. My Mom still has OCD and Tina is still a cunt," Sean said, rolling his eyes.

Kassidy gritted her teeth at the mentioning of her stepmother's name. The bitch was like Voldemort from Harry Potter... Cunt-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

"Sean, what have I told you about talking about her while I'm eating?" she grumbled, pushing away her Mozzarella Sticks in disgust.

"Sorry, Kay... anyway her and your dad were at the grocery store when I ran to get my mom some milk... She's so fucking vile. I greeted them and spoke with Kevin for awhile but when he walked away, she pretended to forget something and walked over to me and said 'My, my, my... haven't you grown up nicely.' I almost puked in my fucking mouth," he said, finishing with a dramatic retching gesture.

Kassidy felt an uncontrollable surge of anger flood through her veins. Not only was her whore of a stepmother fucking around on her father, she made a pass at her fucking....friend. Friend, she reminded herself...her friend. She was snapped out of her thoughts when he continued his story:

"I told her that I wouldn't touch her nasty ass with a fifty-foot fucking pole and to go find her husband. You shoulda seen her fucking face!" he said, laughing loudly.

"Serves her right," Kassidy said simply, "Serves her fucking right."

"Anyway, bullshit aside: Your dad really misses you. He told me to put it into your ear that he wanted you to come home to visit," he said, looking into her eyes. She had avoided going home more than she absolutely had to ever since she started college... she couldn't stand seeing her father being used the way he had been... he was nothing more than a cuckold and she fucking hated that for him.

Nonetheless, he was her farther and he needed her. "What did he say?" she asked.

"He just said that it's been awhile since you've been home and he really wanted to see you. He wanted me to let you know," he said, taking a sip of his soda.

"Sean, buy me a drink," she said, sighing.

"Alright, what do you want?" Sean asked, flagging down the sexy brunette waitress known as Gina.

"Something good and strong," she said.

"Gina, my friend here wants something good and strong... whatcha got?" he asked, winking at the blushing brunette that seemed elated to know that he and Kassidy were just friends.

"I have just the thing," she said before flashing him her best smile and walking away, switching her ass for his prying eyes.

~*~*~*~

Three 'Knockout Punches' later, Kassidy was all kinds of fucked up.

"Sean, I love you," she blubbered, "But I really care about Jackson... don't hate me."

"I love you, too, Kass...I could never hate you. How are you and Soldier Boy anyway?" Sean asked, sipping his Tecate .

"We're fine... great actually. His thirtieth birthday was a couple of days ago," she said, matter-of-factly.

"Does his age not bother you?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Not at all, I find it hot," she said, dreamily.

"I guess," he said. Lord knows he'd had a few Cougars in his time.

"What'd you get him?" he asked, scared of her answer.

"Sex," she blurted out, taking another sip of her drink.

"Are you fucking serious, Kassidy? You barely know this guy," Sean whined.

"We've been together for almost two months, I've known you to stick your dick in girls that you've know less than two hours. Don't judge me," she shot, glaring at him.

"I guess you're right but don't get mad at me for being concerned," he grumbled, "...was it good?"

"It was fucking amazing! I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life! Kassidy said a little too loudly, getting a few looks from guys at other tables. Sean gave them all a 'try it and I'll fucking kill you' look until they looked away.

"That's good, I guess," Sean said, feeling down.

"Oh yeah," she said, turning her attention back to the fight.

"Did he at least use a condom?" Sean asked, unable to let it go.

"No," she said, setting down her empty glass.

"Kassidy, where the fuck was your brain? You fucked this guy raw? Did he pull out?" Sean asked through clenched teeth.

"No, Sean, he came inside of me... I dunno why you care any-fucking-way, Sean! I don't ask you for details about your sex life," she snapped, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought we came here to watch Anderson Silva beat the fuck outta Chael Sonnen."

He let out a sigh. "You're right... we did come to watch Chael whip some ass," he said, forcing a smile.

When the fight was over, Kassidy did a drunken victory dance at Chael's defeat. It wasn't that she liked Anderson Silva... she just hated Chael Sonnen.

Sean pulled her silly ass into his car and drove her back to her dorm. He walked in and checked the place out. She went behind her room divider and changed into her pajamas and put Noxema on her face. When she came out, Sean laughed so hard he nearly pissed himself.

"You look like Ghostface from Scream," he said, still laughing.

"Fuck you, Sean," she said, flipping him off.

"Don't tempt me," he warned, causing Kassidy's pulse to quicken. This was bad...very bad. She had to get him outta here before she fucked up.

"Stop it," she said, pulling her phone from her pajama bottoms and sending Jackson a text.

Kassidy: I juss got home...I miss u ;)

"Well, I'ma head outta here...I told Gina she could be at my house by 12:13 am," he said, hoping he made her feel a fraction of what he felt today. She did.

"Alright then.. See you around, Sun-Sean," she said, giving him a big hug.

"Oh, yeah... Text me in the morning so you can tell me how bad your head hurts," he said, flashing her a smile.

"I'll do that," she said, releasing him. After she closed and locked the door behind him, she felt her phone vibrate.

Jackson: Bullshit, you just want my cock.

Kassidy: So what? ;P

He didn't write a reply. Instead, he threw on a tank top and some Army sweats and was in his truck in 0.3 seconds. He couldn't get to her place fast enough and his cock was straining uncomfortably in his pants.

Before long, Kassidy heard a loud knocking on her door. She warily walked to the door and looked through the peephole. There stood Jackson in all his sexy, masculine glory on the other side of her door.

She almost opened it before she realized that she still looked like 'Ghostface'. "Fuck," she whispered.

"Just a minute!" she said before running into her bathroom and washing her face. After swishing some mouthwash, she went to open the door.

"Took you long enough," he said, smiling mischievously. Kassidy got goosebumps when she felt his ice blue eyes roll hungrily over her body. "Now, what were you saying about wanting my cock?"

Kassidy walked over to him and attacked his mouth, nibbling roughly on his lower lip. Almost instantly, she saw the incredibly impressive tent form in his sweats. Still kissing him, she slid her hands inside and wrapped her nimble fingers around his pulsing cock, causing him to groan in her mouth. She released his cock and roughly pushed his body against her front door, removing his tank top. The alcohol erased all of her inhibitions as she lowered herself to her knees before him.

She pulled his sweats down far enough for his delicious cock to bob enticingly in front of her face. Without warning, she took his cock deep in her throat eliciting several obscenities from deep within his being. Kassidy smiled around his cock and found the confidence to look up at him and stare into his eyes as she sucked him so well that he was afraid his knees would buckle.

"Fuck," he groaned, never breaking eye contact with the cock-hungry vixen that was on her knees before him. He watched as his white cock disappeared between her full, brown lip and back out again. He swore that no woman with a dick in her mouth had ever looked sexier and he told her so.

He entangled his long fingers in her curly hair to anchor her head as he fucked her mouth with abandon. This was the first blow job that Kassidy had ever given him and she damn sure was making it a hard one to top in the future. Soon, she tasted his precum. She watched, entranced, as Jackson's abs flexed while he continued to pound her throat.

"I'm about to cum, Little Girl...Do you want it in your mouth?" he asked in a raspy voice. All she could do is nod. Soon, he was spraying his jizz down her throat. She enthusiastically and audibly slurped the cum from his cock.

"Jesus Christ, you're sexy," Jackson said, wiping sweat from his brown.

"I'm sexy and you're delicious," she said, winking at him seductively, "Now come to bed and hold me while I sleep."

"So that's it? You're gonna give me the best blowjob of my life and then make me hold you so you can sleep?" Jackson asked, following her to her bed.

"Yeah, I've had my fun," she said, crawling inside and pulling the covers back for him.

"Me, too," he said, joining her and pulling her close. In less than three minutes, she was asleep against his chest... and Jackson fought like hell to stay awake.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy woke up the next morning still wrapped in Jackson's arms. Sean was right... her head was throbbing. "Good morning, Beautiful," he greeted with a smile. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he didn't get a wink of sleep.

"Hey... you look exhausted," she said, raising her hand to stroke his cheek. She grazed her fingertips along his strong jawline.

"I am. I didn't want to fall asleep next to you because I didn't want to hurt you in case I had the dream again," he said, kissing her forehead.

"Aw, Babe, I'm sorry. I should have let you go home to sleep," she said, feeling like a selfish cunt.

"It's fine, I wanted to be with you anyway," he said sincerely, "But is it okay if I grab a few winks really quick?"

"No, I don't mind. I have to call my dad anyway," she said, kissing his lips lightly. Jackson nodded, yawned, and pulled the blanket over his head. Kassidy looked at his lump before grabbing her cell and stepping outside. Before she called her dad, she sent Sean a quick text:

Kassidy: You're right, it hurts like a bitch ;/

She dialed her dad's number and waited for an answer. Unfortunately it wasn't him that answered.

"Well, if it isn't Kassidy. Your father and I have been wondering when you'd come home for a visit," Tina's voice said into the phone.

"Just put my dad on the fucking phone, Bitch," Kassidy said, not bothering to hide her feelings.

"That's no way to speak to your father's wife, Kassidy," she said lowly.

"My father doesn't have a wife... he has a skanky whore that fucks around on him. Are you gonns give him the fucking phone or not?" Kassidy asked, annoyed by the fact that she was still on the phone with her.

"Kevin! Pick up the phone! It's Kassidy!"

"Hey, Squirt," he said into the phone. Kassidy could tell by his voice that he was smiling.

"Hi, Daddy. How've you been?"

"Missin' you..."

"Sorry, Dad...I've been kinda busy... I have a boyfriend"

"You have a boyfriend? Uh oh... How's Sean taking that?" Kevin knew how Sean felt about Kassidy. In fact, he was always 100% sure that Sean would be his Son-In-Law... he was actually looking forward to it.

"Not well. He hates it...He's so spoiled," she said, laughing.

"What's his name?"

"Jackson"

"Does he go to school with you?"

"No, he's in the Army." Kassidy was not ready to tell her dad that her boyfriend was so much older than her.

"Ah, a Soldier. How long have yall been together?" Kevin suddenly felt better about the situation.

"Going on two months."

"When do I get to meet him?"

"I dunno."

"When will I get to see you?"

"Maybe next weekend. It's been awhile."

"Why don't you bring your boyfriend, then?"

"Ugh! I'll talk to him about it!"

"I missed you, Kassidy."

"I missed you, too, Dad. I have to go. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"See you soon."

She hung up.

'Fuck,' she thought. How was she gonna get Jackson to agree to meet her dad and not get weirded out? That was a problem she'd deal with in the future. The first problem was to get rid of this fucking hangover.



Missed Connection Ch. 09



Jackson couldn't believe this... in less than 24 hours, he would be driving an hour with his younger girlfriend to spend the weekend with her dad and stepmother who may hate him. What the fuck was he thinking? It was crazy that he couldn't say no to her if she asked him for something in just the right way. Maybe it was love... He shook his head vigorously, maybe not...

~*~*~*~

"Jackson, it's not too late to turn around," Kassidy said, gripping his hand. He had been staring blankly out the windshield, not saying a word for the last twenty minutes.

"Oh, no...I'm just thinking," he said, kissing the back of her hand reassuringly.

"Are you sure, Babe?" she asked, looking up at him with those big, brown, God-forsaken eyes.

"Yeah... yeah," he said, turning on some music. 'I Will Not Bow' by Breaking Benjamin blared through his speakers. Kassidy smiled and leaned her head back against the headrest, letting the music take her home...

~*~*~*~

The drive to Kassidy's hometown was fast... very fast.... faster than Jackson would have liked. He took a look at her family's home, it was a ranch style flat in a quiet suburb with lush, green grass, a beautiful garden, and a nice stockade fence... Kassidy must have went hard against the grain in this place. He put on his best Poker face as he walked over to the passenger side of his truck and opened the door for her. She got out, smiling, unable to believe that he was here with her to meet her dad.

She grabbed him by his hand and led him to her front door and rang the doorbell. To his surprise, a younger, pettite Asian woman with gigantic, fake tits answered the door. Her dark eyes rolled over his body before she smiled her approval. Her entire demeanor changed when her eyes fell on Kassidy. "Kassidy," she said, crossing her arms and staring her down.

"Tina," Kassidy replied, her voice laced with venom. Jackson was a bit thrown off that Tina was Asian for some reason.

"Who is your friend?" Tina asked, turning her attention back to Jackson.

"None of your fucking business... Where's my dad?" Kassidy growled, changing the subject.

"He's in the house somewhere," Tina said, shrugging.

"Squirt!" a male's deep voice boomed from inside the house, "Come in! Come in! Step aside, Tina!"

Tina rolled her eyes childishly and stepped aside to let us in. Kassidy ran inside, giving the tall, dark-skinned man a big hug as he twirled her around and sat her unsteadily to her feet.

'Great,' Jackson thought, 'He looks like he's only got me by eight or so years.'

"I have someone I want you to meet," Kassidy said, grabbing her dad's hand and leading him to Jackson. "This is my boyfriend, Jackson... Jackson, this is my dad, Kevin."

Jackson extended his hand and Kevin took it, shaking it firmly, never taking his eyes off of him.

"Nice to meet you, Jackson," Kevin said, still looking at him. There was something odd about Jackson, but he just couldn't put his finger on it.

"Likewise," Jackson said, releasing his hand. He didn't like the way Kevin was looking at him at all...

"Let's all go to the living room and talk, Kevin said, gesturing to another room. Jackson nodded and felt Kassidy's small hand weaving with his own, following Kevin into the living room.

In the living room, Kevin sat into a large, brown leather recliner while Jackson and Kassidy sat on the loveseat hand-in-hand. Tina took it upon herself to perch herself on Kevin's knee, still checking Jackson out. Kassidy looked at her as if she was gonna murder her, causing her to avert her eyes.

"So... Jackson," Kevin began, "What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a Military Police Officer," Jackson said, still wearing his Poker face.

"Impressive," Kevin said, nodding in approval.

"Very impressive," Tina said, nodding in agreement.

"Have you been deployed at all?" Kevin asked, watching a bit of emotion pass behind his eyes. Emotion that would have been undetectable to anyone that wasn't studying his every move.

"Yes, Sir, I've served one tour in Iraq and my most recent one in Afghanistan," Jackson replied.

"How recent was the most recent?" Kevin asked. Kassidy wasn't liking how this was turning into an interrogation but Jackson was taking everything in stride.

"I got back almost three months ago," Jackson answered, earning a loving hand-squeeze from Kassidy.

"And how long have you been with my daughter?" Kevin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Two months," Jackson replied, knowing where this was going.

"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?" Kevin asked. That was the real question he wanted to ask since he saw him.

"I turned thirty last week," Jackson said, almost nervous of Kevin's reaction.

"...And just how did a thirty year old man meet my daughter?" Kevin asked, not particularly liking his age one bit. He, himself was forty-two and Tina was thirty-eight. This man really didn't have a place with his baby girl.

"I was at the grocery store and I met him there. I actually had to approach him first... he was such a gentleman," Kassidy cut in, looking up at him with a smile. Jackson leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Well, now that we have all those tough questions out of the way, how would you like a beer?" Kevin asked, smiling at the way Kassidy looked at Jackson. Kassidy was a pretty good judge of character, as much as he hated to admit it and he trusted her. 'Sean has to work his ass off if he wants to get her attention back,' Kevin thought as Tina got off of his lap to fetch the two of them their beers.

"He's alright by me to stay the weekend," Kevin said, looking at Kassidy, making her squeal and give him a hug, "He just has to sleep in the guestroom."

~*~*~*~

Kassidy had Jackson by his hand, giving him the tour of the rest of her childhood home. He laughed at all of her baby pictures that hung in the hallway. Then he noticed how many had Sean in them... Prom...Graduation... He sighed.

"....And this was my room," she said, opening the door. It was obvious to Jackson that her room remained untouched. There were still posters of her favorite bands plastered on her walls and a few pictures of a very young Kassidy and a beautiful woman with curly hair and chestnut skin. Jackson assumed that that was her mother. He also saw several pictures of her and Sean thumb-tacked to a cork board.

Before Jackson could blink, Kassidy was on him, kissing him while gripping his broad shoulders.

"Kassidy, what-" he began as she began to rub his cock through his jeans.

"I want you to fuck me in my old room, in my old bed, right now," she said, unbuckling his belt.

"Kassidy, no," he said, gripping her determined hands.

"C'mon, Jackson," she said, kissing his lips, he loosened his grip on her hands and she wrapped her arms around her body, falling backward onto her bed. She started again on his belt but this time, he didn't resist.

"If we're going do this, we have to make it quick," he whispered against her lips. She nodded, eagerly pushing up her skirt, removing her panties, and spreading her legs for him. He rubbed the head of his cock against her clit ring, making her body quiver in anticipation.

"Just do it, Baby," she said, looking into his icy blue eyes. He nodded curtly and slammed his entire thick length deep in her pink hole. "Fuck! Just like that," she said into the crook of his neck, making his cock swell inside of her.

He gripped her hair and roughly tugged her head to the side to run his tongue up and down her neck. He pulled her shirt and bra over her breasts to tweak her hard, dark nipples as he claimed her body again and again.

Before long, Kassidy was pushed over the fucking edge, screaming his name before he slapped his hand over her mouth to keep her dad from hearing. After a few more deliberate thrusts, Jackson succumbed to the feeling of her pussy massaging him to heaven. He pushed himself as deep inside of her as possible before allowing himself to explode inside of her.

If they were paying attention, they would have heard the sound of clicking heels coming down the hallway, stopping in front of the door... Tina stood with her ear pressed against Kassidy's bedroom door listening to the sounds of their passion as she had several times before with Kassidy and Sean. She swore that she would teach that little bitch a lesson... she swore that she was going to fuck Jackson....tonight.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy straightened her outfit and fixed her hair in her vanity. It had been years since she'd done that. Jackson looked at her with a smile... watching her do small things made him happy. It felt...weird.

He got to his feet and kissed her on the cheek. She felt the heat rush to her cheeks before she stood to her feet. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. The kiss was soft and gentle, not the norm at all for them.... but she liked it.

When they both looked presentable, they walked out of her bedroom. Soon, they saw her dad in the living room.

"There you guys are," Kevin said, looking them over. He had a sneaking suspicion that they were up to no good, "Where have you been?"

"I gave him a tour of the house," Kassidy said, sitting on the loveseat.

"Yeah, you have a very lovely home... I've been meaning to update some of the stuff in my house and this place gave me some inspiration," Jackson said, looking around the living room.

"Yeah, my Candace had a lot of this started before she got sick. I took it upon myself to finish it after she died," Kevin said quietly. Jackson watched as sadness etched his features, "So you own your home, you say?" Kevin asked changing the subject.

"Yeah, I bought it a few months before my first deployment. I wanted to be able to say that I had something of my own if I got killed out there," Jackson said, shrugging. In an instant, Kevin respected him as a man and he his respect until he gave him a reason to lose it.

"I can't say that I fully understand but I can say that it makes sense," Kevin said, nodding at him.

Tina came into the living room, cheeks flushed with an odd smile on her face. Kassidy noted that she was looking at Jackson differently and she didn't like it one bit.

"Anyone up for a movie?" Kevin asked.

"What did you have in mind, Dad?" Kassidy asked, though she knew what his favorite movie was... it was only tradition that they watched it every time she came home for a visit.

"Remember the Titans?" Kevin offered, earning a smile from Kassidy, a nod from Jackson, and a pout from Tina. This was also an every time thing... Tina always whined and pouted like a child when she was 'forced' to watch Remember the Titans with Kevin and Kassidy... She lost, as usual.

Kassidy snuggled up to Jackson's side and curled her bare feet beneath her and he wrapped his long arm around her shoulders. Tina rolled her eyes in the darkness. 'Their fairytale will come to an end tonight,' Tina thought, smiling to herself.

Jackson watched as the closing credits rolled across the screen. Kassidy, of course, had fallen asleep less than halfway in... Jackson was beginning to think that she wasn't much of a late night movie person. He lightly shook her awake. "The movie's over," he said, kissing her temple. She grunted a reply and nodded.

"Well, Tina and I are gonna hit the hay, I suggest you two do the same," Kevin said, getting to his feet and stretching. Both Jackson and Kassidy followed his lead, getting to their feet as well, "Remember, Jackson stays in the guestroom," Kevin said before disappearing in his bedroom with Tina.

"I want you," Kassidy whispered, leaning in, nibbling on his thick neck.

"I want you, too, but I can't disobey your dad's orders. That would be disrespectful," Jackson said, gritting his teeth from the attention that she was giving to his sensitive neck. Everywhere her lips grazed burned, aching for more.

"We won't... I'll go in the guestroom," she said, smirking, "That's not against the rules, he said that he wanted you to stay in the guestroom."

"Still, you know what he meant. I can't do it but I swear to God, I'll wear that pussy out when we leave here," he whispered into her ear. Kassidy could feel the moisture collect in her panties from his raunchy words.

"Well, I guess I'm just gonna have to fuck myself tonight," she said, releasing him and turning her back to him, preparing to walk to her room.

He grabbed her from behind, wrapping his left arm around her collarbone and holding her by her right hip with his right arm. He slowly began to grind his hard cock into her ass and slipping his right hand down her pajama pants to tease her clit. "You fuck yourself nice and hard for me tonight and I'll make it up to you sooner than you know," he growled into her ear before giving her round ass a hard slap.

His eyes watched her ass until she rounded the corner to go into her room. He exhaled heavily and adjusted himself before going into the guestroom and collapsing into the unfamiliar bed. Who would have thought that meeting his young girlfriend's dad would be one of the most challenging things he had ever done in his life?

~*~*~*~

Jackson felt the bed sink in beside him. He had been in a deep sleep, having a wonderful dream about watching Kassidy fuck herself in front of him. Needless to say, his dick was so hard that it hurt.

"Kassidy, didn't we say that we weren't going to break your dad's rules?" he said, as he felt her hand wrap around his rigid dick. She said nothing, just continued to stroke him as he groaned quietly. "Fuck," he whispered as he began to thrust his hips in time with her hand. After a few minutes of this, she felt his cock swell in her hand. "I'm about to cum," he groaned as she dipped her head beneath the covers and took his cock into her hot mouth. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her hair as he shot spurt after spurt into her exceptionally eager mouth. It wasn't until his balls were empty that he realized that the hair that he grabbed was straight and silky, not the thick, familiar curls that covered Kassidy's head.

He flipped on the light of the bedside table and pulled the covers off of her head. He looked in horror as Tina's tongue darted out of her mouth and licked the remaining jizz from her lips. "You tasted amazing... Fuck me," she said, pushing her lacy g-string to the side offering her soaked, waxed pussy to him.

"Kassidy!" he bellowed, waking up the house.

Kassidy jumped out of bed and ran to the guestroom. When she swung open the door, she saw Jackson in bed with wide eyes and saw Tina dressed in sexy lingerie, cowering in the corner. She looked from him to her and walked up to Tina.

"Don't you dare fucking touch m-," Tina said before Kassidy's fist connected with Tina's jaw.

"What happened?" Kassidy asked, rubbing her fist and turning her fury on Jackson.

"She sucked my fucking dick, Kassidy," he said, ashamed of himself.

"What?" Kassidy squealed,horrified, "You let her suck your dick?"

"I didn't fucking mean to! I thought she was you! As soon I figured out who she was, I called for you! I swear to God!" Jackson shouted, gesturing to the crying lump on the floor that was Tina.

"What's going on in here?" Kevin said, walking in just as he saw his daughter's foot plow into his wife's stomach.

"This fucking dirty bitch blowed my boyfriend in your house," Kassidy said, watching as Tina clutched her abdomen.

"What?" Kevin demanded, looking around for answers.

"Tina came into the guestroom to have sex with my boyfriend," Kassidy reiterated.

"Kevin! It's not true! He came on to me!" Tina blubbered, eliciting a scoff from Jackson.

"Bullshit! She came in here while I was asleep and sucked me off," Jackson said, frantically.

"Kevin, you have to believe me!" Tina said, crawling over to him.

"You fucking touch my dad, I'll crack your fucking skull," Kassidy threatened, her voice low and dangerous. Tina's hand stopped just shy of Kevin's leg.

"Get out," Kevin said, looking down at his wife.

"What?" Tina asked, looking up at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. She grabbed his pajama pant leg.

"Get the fuck out of my house, you lying, cheating bitch! If he came on to you, why are you in the guestroom in lingerie? Get the fuck out! I'll have all your shit delivered to you... Don't you ever darken my doorstep again!" Kevin said, kicking himself free from her grasp.

Kassidy hated this for her dad but she couldn't help the crazed smile that painted her face as she yelled behind the beaten skank, "Yeah! Get the fuck out!"

~*~*~*~

The drive home was an awkward one. Even though it wasn't his fault, Kassidy could help the ill feelings that she felt in spurts toward Jackson. He turned on music to drown out the deafening silence. It hurt him for her to be angry with him... he wished he could fix it but given the circumstances, he knew that she would have to come to peace with this on her own.

He reached for her hand to see if the was any hope at all for them. She gripped his hand as she reclined her seat and listened to the loud music.

When they pulled into the parking lot of her dorm, she untangled her hand from his and sat the seat up. He looked at her with hopeful eyes. She gave him a half-smile and gave him a peck on the cheek. She turned to get out of the car, but he held onto her arm.

"Kassidy, Baby, speak to me," Jackson pleaded, not believing that she got him to this level. He hadn't felt this way about someone in a long fucking time.

"I don't know what to say, Jackson. I know it wasn't your fault but I can't help but feel this feeling of... betrayal," she said, closing her eyes when she said the word 'betrayal'.

"I understand," he said, looking away. When did his life begin to feel like a soap opera?

He released her arm and she looked back at him. "Give me a day and we'll be back to normal, I promise. I don't wanna lose you, I just gotta flush these disgusting images from my mind with alcohol... See you tomorrow?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"As soon as I get off, I'll be here," Jackson said, kissing her a final time. He watched with an unfamiliar feeling in his chest as she got out of the truck and went inside of her dorm. 'Fuck...' he thought.



Missed Connection Ch. 10



"That's so fucking sick! It's a wonder that his dick didn't fall off!" Sean said, making a face. Even he had to admit that he knew he wasn't helping Kassidy's situation by talking about the Tina-Jackson incident, it was just so hard not to. He felt a flicker of hope for them when she finished telling him the story. Honestly, he hated this for his friend, she deserved better but he couldn't help the feeling that he may have another chance with her.

"No kidding," Kassidy grumbled, taking another sip of her 'girly drink' or so Sean called it. She wasn't feeling up to going out, so she just invited Sean over to her place to hang out. They were sitting on the floor of her living area with a few bottles sitting on her coffee table.

"It is really fucking cool that your dad finally kicked her out, though," Sean said, shrugging... he couldn't be a complete dick.

"Yeah, there's always that," she said, a small smile playing on her full lips. As much as she hated that her boyfriend was a part of it, this cloud does have a silver lining... She would never have to see Tina again.

"I just don't get how he thought she was you... I've been feeling that mouth for years and there's no way in hell that I would be able to confuse it with anyone else's," Sean said, leaning back against her sofa. Kassidy took a nervous sip of her drink....she could see his muscles flexing under his thin, white tee shirt. Her breath hitched in her throat when he stretched, exposing about an inch of his bare lower abdomen.

"Gee, thanks," she said, rolling her eyes. She threw a throw pillow at him, hitting him in his hard chest. She had no idea what to make of his comment, though she knew that knowing Sean, he meant that as a compliment.

"I'm serious! Plus, I meant that in the best way possible," he said, setting the pillow behind his head. Sean took in her appearance for what seemed to be the thousandth time since he'd been there. She looked damn near irresistible in her white tank top and plush pink and purple Hello Kitty pajama pants... he could almost swear that she was trying to test him to see how long she could tease him before he took her up on her nonverbal offer. There was always the slim chance that she was completely oblivious to the sexual agony that she was inflicting on him... he preferred to think it wasn't the latter.

"Well, I'm gonna get some water to dilute some of this alcohol," Kassidy said, setting her glass down.

"Oh, please," Sean said, rolling his eyes, "The alcohol content in that girly, fruity shit you're drinking is damn near nonexistent."

"Some of us don't drink 364 days of the year," she said, getting to her feet, "Do you want some?"

"Hell yeah," he said, his mind going a different route. Kassidy stumbled into the kitchen, knocking Sean's keys to the floor with a carelessly swaying left hip. "Easy there...Oh, and I don't drink 364 days out of a year, I drink 50 of the 52 weekends of the year... there's a huge difference, Kassidy."

"Is there?" she asked, filling two cups with water and carrying them back to the living room. She had nearly made it to the coffee table before she tripped over the rug, spilling the water.

"You okay?" Sean asked, rushing over to her. Kassidy watched in awe as his muscles flexed enticingly under his shirt... had he been working out more? She had nearly forgot about the nagging ache in her elbow as he go to his knees beside her.

"I-I'm fine," Kassidy stammered, avoiding his green eyes. Her heart thudded audibly in her chest as the scent of his cologne made it to her nose . She absent-mindedly nibbled her lower lip. Between the alcohol and the intensity of her feelings for Sean, she could hardly think straight and him being in that close of proximity to her wasn't helping at all.

"Are you sure?" he asked, taking her chin between his fingers forcing her to look into his eyes. He was taken aback by the amount of emotion and lust that etched her features... Without another word, he leaned forward and kissed her. Not a demanding kiss, not a possessive kiss, but a kiss that told her everything she needed to know about where he stood. She closed her eyes and returned the kiss, allowing him to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her into his lap.

After a few minutes, she began to return to her senses... She felt his erection prodding the crotch of her pajama bottoms, she felt his lips moving against hers, and she felt the heat of his body all around her... This wasn't good. "Sean," she whispered against his lips. He knew that whatever followed his name at that point in time couldn't be good. Instead of responding, he left her lips to nibble along her collarbone. "Sean," she moaned as he grinded his cock against her clit.

He pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it carelessly to the floor. "Fuck, I love you," he said, running his fingertips along her shoulder blades. Kassidy tilted her head backwards as he peppered her cleavage with kisses. She knew that he loved her, she also knew that she felt the same way about him but Jackson... Jackson!

"Sean, I can't do this," she said, attempting to get off of his lap but was held in place by his strong hands. The look of hurt on his face made her chest ache.

"Kassidy, I love you. I love you more than you'll ever believe. I swear to God if you gave me the chance, I'd show you everyday that you made the right choice. I've loved you since the sixth grade when I first moved to Greenland and didn't know anyone. I was just so fucking stupid... I've been stupid for a long ass time. Shit that didn't fucking matter took precedence when I've had everything I ever wanted right here with me all along," he said, sincerely.

Kassidy felt the tears well up in her eyes. This wasn't fair... not fair to her and especially not fair to Jackson. She loved Sean to pieces but something was telling her that Jackson was who she should be with. She swallowed the lump in her throat before she began to speak:

"Sean, I love you, too. I really do, but I just can't do this to Jackson. He deserves better than this, he's a really good guy and I want to see where things go with him," she said calmly. Several emotions passed behind his eyes before he took a deep breath and exhaled for a prolonged amount of time. Kassidy could have almost sworn that she could almost hear his heart break in the deafening silence.

Without another word, he released her and looked away from her. The crushing that he felt in his chest was nearly unbearable which under any other circumstances, he would have been embarrassed. Now, he felt nothing other than pain and the occasional stab of regret.

"Sean," she began only to be silenced by a quick shake of his head. He made this bed for himself and the last thing that he wanted was her to start trying to sugarcoat shit for him, he was a grown man... 

She nodded in understanding and gave him a kiss on his cheek before getting to her feet. "I still want you to stay, Sun-Sean... You're still my best friend," she said, looking down on him. Never in the ten years that she'd known him had she ever seen him with that look on his face.

"I really don't think that is a good idea, Kass because, honestly, as of right now, I can't see myself just being friends with you," he said, getting to his feet and grabbing his jacket. Kassidy felt her world begin to crumble. In less than five minutes, she had protected her relationship and lost her friendship. She didn't even know what to say. 

Sean watched as Kassidy stood with her hands on her bar, looking into the distance in silence. He knew that he was being unfair by walking away from their friendship but was he really expected to just be filed away in the 'Friend' category while his heart ached every time she smiled at him or his arms never wanted to let her go when she hugged him?

Against his better judgment, he closed the distance between the two of them and wrapped his arms around her waist as he hugged her from behind and planted a final, loving kiss to her throbbing temple. He wiped the tear that she would never know of away from his cheek and disappeared out of her door without looking back.

Kassidy stood in that position for several minutes without even realizing it until her muscles began to ache. She heard her heart throbbing in her head... Apparently, it was oblivious to the fact that it was broken. She walked unsteadily to her bedroom and collapsed onto her bed. 

What was she supposed to do without Sean? What was she supposed to do without her best friend? The first thing she knew that she had to do was make what she salvaged right... she picked up her cell phone and sent Jackson a text:

Kassidy: I fucked up.

~*~*~*~

Jackson groaned at the sound of the notification ringer on his cell phone. He looked at the clock and groaned again at the time. He had to be up in about an hour for his run... this had better be fucking good. He picked up his phone from the bedside table and read and re-read the message. He couldn't help but feel a sense of panic. He didn't know what to expect when he dialed her number and waited for her to pick up... it was like the rings were taunting him.

"Hello?" she said, in a low voice.

"What happened?" he asked, taking note of the long sigh from her end of the line.

~*~*~*~

Sean was driving down Sable Boulevard on his way back to his place. He was no longer hurt about the situation, he was now completely numb. That's not to say that he wasn't kicking himself for waiting so long to tell her how he really felt. He pounded his steering wheel with his hand when he thought back on the events of the night... Never again would he see her face, hear her voice, feel her touch... Kassidy Levine was now to be a fond memory.

When his light turned green, he pushed on the gas. He was 3/4 through the intersection when a speeding truck pummeled into his car, pinning him against the traffic light pole. Soon, everything went black...

~*~*~*~

Jackson sat on the sofa across from Kassidy, who had not once made eye contact with him. She was on an emotional rollercoaster... She no longer had Sean and she had just told Jackson about the events of the previous night. Jackson was the first to speak:

"I'm not angry with you," Jackson said, sitting back in his seat, exhaling. Kassidy's eyes widened and for the first time, she looked at him.

"What?" she asked, surprised. How could he not be mad at her? She had come dangerously close to fucking her best friend, well, ex-best friend while they were still together... again. How the hell was he so calm about all of this?

"I said: I'm not angry with you. Kassidy, I came into your life at a really awkward moment when you had a lot going on. Plus, after the whole Tina thing happened, you went to the one person that you could depend on... He just happened to also want to have sex with you, I don't blame you," he explained, making her feel a little better, "Come here, Little Girl."

Kassidy nearly flew into his open arms, straddling his hips. He gripped her hair in his hand and roughly tugged it backward. "Take off all of your clothes and sit back down," he ordered, running his tongue over her earlobe. Nodding, Kassidy dismounted him and removed her clothes in a slow, teasing manner. Jackson felt himself throbbing in his jeans... She was gonna pay for that.

When she was completely undressed, she climbed back onto his lap. He lightly kissed her lips, running his hands down her back and over her ass... "You won't ever put yourself in that position again, will you?" he asked though she felt like he was telling her. She shook her head as he nibbled along her collarbone. With no warning, his large hand connected with her ass, catching her off guard. "I asked you that question verbally, I expect a verbal answer."

"No, Jackson, I'll never put myself in that position again," she said, looking into his blue eyes. Though she was totally turned on, she did want him to know that she seriously would never do anything to endanger their relationship again. She cared about him too much.

"Good girl," he said, feeling the intensity behind her stare. He reached his left hand up to tug on her nipples while still squeezing her ass with his right. Jackson hated that Sean walked out on her but he loved the fact that he would no longer be an obstacle in their relationship. He wanted all of her and she wanted and was ready to give all of herself to him.

She leaned down and kissed him... Jackson groaned at the passion that left her and entered the kiss. She slowly began to roll her hips, grinding on his cock, making his breath hitch in his throat.

"Tell me what you want, Baby Girl... Do you want to ride me?" he asked, stilling her hips, grabbing handfuls of her ass.

"Yes, Jackson, I want to ride your cock," she groaned, missing the friction on her hard clit. He leaned down and took a nipple into his hot mouth, sucking it until it was stiff. After releasing that one, he gave the other one the same treatment.

He picked her up and laid on the sofa, positioning himself to be ridden. She got off of him and got to work removing his jeans while he leaned forward and removed his shirt, growing impatient with her unhurried mannerisms. When she finally finished undressing him, she re-descended his thick torso to his hard cock that was already leaking precum and aching for her attention.

Smirking up at him, she ran her tongue around the tip and took him into her mouth. Jackson exhaled loudly while his hips thrust further inside involuntarily. "Fuck yes, Kassidy," he hissed, fighting the urge to grab her head and fuck her mouth. Unable to take it anymore, he used his thumbs and index fingers to pinch her sensitive nipples, pulling her until she was on top of him. He gripped her hips as she hovered over his body, his hard cock teasing her soaked pussy. She released a sharp breath as she sank down onto his thick erection, allowing inch after inch to fill her welcoming pussy.

She moaned loudly as she began to ride him. She had no idea why it felt as though it had been forever since she had him inside of her when, in reality, it had only been a couple of days. "Jackson, you feel so fucking good!" she praised as she increased her pace. Jackson's grip on her hips became borderline painful as she bounced mercilessly on his throbbing cock. He clenched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth in an effort to keep his orgasm at bay.

"Holy fuck," he groaned, fucking upwards to meet her descent. As soon as he felt the contracting of her tight, wet pussy, he lost it, shooting his thick load deep inside of her spasming pussy. Kassidy smiled to herself as she feel his cock spurting incessantly inside of her. She leaned down and attacked his mouth, pinning his arms over his head as she continued to roll her hips on his semi-hard cock.

Jackson felt his heart slow down in his throat and his breathing became less labored. Soon, Kassidy collapsed on his chest as he rubbed her shoulders and back. He struggled with the words as he played them over and over again in different sequences in his head. In the end, he decided to say it flat out and as plain as possible:

"Kassidy," he asked, kissing her forehead.

"Hmm?" she grunted, eyes still closed, nuzzling her face further into his chest.

"I love you," he said, his body tensing for her reaction. Her eyes shot open and her heart felt as though it could nearly leap right out of her chest, he felt it against his own. He loved her? Really? She had no reason or explanation but nothing could stop her from her response:

"I love you, too," she said, planting a tender kiss to his lips. Jackson tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her body flush into his, still buried inside of her. He felt like Atlas, as though the weight of the world was lifted off of his shoulders. He held her that way until she fell asleep, safe and warm in his arms. He heard her phone going off in the other room but he wasn't going to wake her because he figured that she could use the sleep.

~*~*~*~

Kassidy woke up on a sleeping Jackson's chest. She looked around, blinking several times for her eyes to adjust to the light shining though the living room windows. She smiled at the aching in her body, remembering the words that they had exchanged the night before. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips as she eased out of his grip to use the restroom. When she finished, she went to the kitchen to see what Jackson had in his refrigerator so that she could start breakfast. She knew he was hungry... that man could always eat.

She frowned at her options before putting some turkey bacon and eggwhites on the stove...She was going to put some decent food in this place if it killed her. Her cell phone was sitting on the bar, flashing green. She picked it up to check her notifications. Her heart jumped into her throat when she saw an obscene amount of missed calls from numbers she didn't know, Sean's mom, and her dad. Clicking on the first of many voicemails, she heard Sean's mother, Jana's fearful voice in her ear:

"Kass, it's Jana... Sean's been in an accident. He's here at Lakewood Medical Center...Please come when you can. He's in Room 432."

Kassidy's heart broke into a million pieces. For a moment, she was in shock and was unable to move. It wasn't until Jackson smelled the eggs burning that he though anything was amiss. When he got to his feet, he walked into the kitchen to find Kassidy sitting at the bar, staring blankly ahead.

"Kassidy?" he asked, snapping her out of her thoughts, "What's wrong?"

She looked at him with tears falling from her eyes. He could tell by looking at her that something terrible had happened. "Is it your dad?" he asked, walking over to her.

She shook her head slowly and said: "Sean."