Chapter 103 - Wild Temptation After Divorce

Nicole

I’m a runner. I’ve always been a runner. The moment I turned 18, I left Vegas as fast as I could, and I haven’t been back. My mom calls every once in a while, mostly so she can borrow some money in between boyfriends. I never contact her. I really don’t want her in my life at all.

When she came to my college graduation I was surprised. She never came to visit me at college. Her comment was, ‘Well, I guess keeping your legs closed did you some good. Not like any man would want you the way you look like a hot air balloon in that gown.’ I had scoffed at her to hide my tears. My hero, Mr James, came up to me right away, and exclaimed how gorgeous I was and that if he wasn’t happily married, he’d scoop me up fast. Uncle Hal’s exact words were, “I’m single, beautiful Nicole. You and I can run away together now.” My cheeks flamed, and he bent his head and kissed me lightly on the lips. My mother’s mouth had dropped. Uncle Hal was a fine silver fox. If I had the guts back then, I probably would have thrown myself at him. He had looked at my mother with utter disgust. She had stomped off in a huff. They treated me and Savvy to dinner before we went to a party with friends.

The last time I visited her was last year around Christmastime. I had thought we hadn’t seen each other in a while, but I wasn’t in her house for two seconds, and she was commenting about my lack of man in my life and, of course, my weight. I stayed one day and went back to Montana where I reluctantly spent Christmas with Savvy and Brian. I could have done without Brian. He gave me a gift certificate for three months free at their gym. A*shole.

So now, here I am after a wild night with David and two random men two nights ago, I’m chugging along the highway towards the state of Maine to stay in a cabin that my uncle left me when he died. I made sure to call the couple that maintains the cabin for me to let them know I was coming to make sure the cabin was well stocked with food and wood. I had about three more hours to go.

The farther north I went, the colder it got and stupid me, only brought a hoodie. I needed to stop in the town before I turn off for the cabin and buy me a couple of thick jackets, gloves, socks, and boots. How could I have forgotten how cold it gets further north one drove in December?

“You weren’t exactly thinking, Nicole, you once again panicked, threw clothes in a bag and ran.”

I rolled my eyes at myself, I was getting on my own d*mn nerves. I thought about the night with David sharing me with strangers. It was so f*cking wild and felt so good. I wanted that. There was no way I could go back to just one man s*x again. He ruined me. Although s*x with David was fantastic, with three men, it was mind-blowing. The feeling of being so full, the many hands, tongues, mouths, and teeth. The multiple d*cks.

“Ahhhhhh, stop it. You’re going to make yourself horny!” I really needed to stop yelling at myself. But still, it was a hot night.

I thought about the way Liam and Colton have been treating me this last month, since Thanksgiving. We have fun talking and getting to know one another. The way the three of them fight on who gets to sit next to me makes me giddy. But they treat me like their brother’s girlfriend. They never go over that line of appropriateness. I mean sure the little brushes of a hand or arm sometimes made me think, but then when I would look at them, they were all smiles and innocent eyes. The closest either of them have made me think that they wanted me like David was one night when we all drank a little too much. We were playing a game called Never have I ever and David had said ‘never have I ever had multiple s*x partners at once’. We all drank, and they all snapped their heads towards me. Liam pointed at me and said ‘spill.’ I told them about my college years and how I had a threesome with a couple of frat bros.

Liam high-fived me and Colton chuckled. David had grabbed me and hauled me off to the bathroom. The man was insatiable. After he told his brothers he was taking me home. I was surprised when each of them hugged me. Colton gathered me into his arms and molded my body to his. Liam did the same, but he let his hands roam all over my back. I was a little dazed and confused. That was a couple of days before the beach house party, a couple of days before having the best s*x of my life, a couple of days before letting the man I love go, so he could find what he needed with his brothers.

Isn’t that what you are supposed to do when you love someone and can’t give them what they need? You put their dreams before your own, right? Colton’s, Liam’s and David’s faces pop in my head. Tears streamed down my face. I turn the radio station from the st*pid sad love song to something more up beat. Singing with Taylor Swift’s Shake It Off seemed appropriate.

I let my mind close down and just drive while the music plays. I must have blanked out, something that is so dangerous while driving, because the next thing I knew I was coming to the turn-off for the town that was forty minutes from the cabin. Freeport, Maine has that small city, big town feel. It was small enough not to feel overwhelming like big cities, but big enough that not everyone knew each other's business. It was a place with discount stores and the home of L.L. Bean. I shopped quickly. I got two thick jackets, three pairs of boots, thick socks and more sweats and jeans. They even had my favorite butterscotch candies.

Back on the road, I hauled a*s to the cabin. The air was frigid. I felt like it was going to snow soon. I could smell it. I took a turn where there was a small sign that said Jed’s Cabin and then the number 2 and the word miles, nailed to a post. I smiled. Uncle Jed was my dad’s brother. My dad died when I was eight. Massive heart attack. I kind of thought he just gave up and finally left my nagging mother. But that was just me. She was never happy with him either. All I remember was a lot of screaming from her, and him always throwing his hands in the air and yelling, 'I give up!'

Uncle Jed was some kind of recluse. My mother once said a woman broke his heart and he closed himself off from everyone. Except me. Once a year, I got a letter from him and later an email. He called me his Nikki bug. I was his constant companion and the source of the news to the outside world. That was until two years ago, when I didn’t get an email on our designated date. I knew something was wrong. I called the local sheriff's office and asked for a welfare check. My instincts were right. He had passed away. Died in his sleep. There was a will read two weeks later and he left me his cabin.

I pulled up to the cabin and let out a deep sigh. It was still so beautiful. Two stories, lots of wood and glass. The windows were huge. I got out of my car and grabbed my bag and the bags from the store and lugged it all to the door. I had a set of keys and opened the door. The scent of citrus floated towards me and I inhaled deeply. Martha and Jared, true to their word, kept the place clean and stocked. Everything was modern in it. My Uncle Jed may have been a recluse, but he loved his comfort. The whole area was open. The only walls were the walls that surrounded the downstairs bathroom. From memory, I knew that the bathroom had a rainfall shower big enough for six people to fit, a toilet, and a huge vanity area with a deep farmers sink. There was a spiral staircase to the left of the living area. That staircase took you to the upper loft area where a giant bed was. There was a fireplace with an authentic bear rug. A dresser, an old-fashioned wardrobe, and two bedside tables. I looked around the living area where another fireplace with another authentic black bear rug was. To the left of the living area was a huge kitchen with chrome appliances and a big marble island. Then next to the kitchen was a dining area with a rectangular black dining table and eight chairs. There was a huge chandelier hanging from the high ceiling made of glass, metal and wood. I felt myself relax now that I was here. This will be a good place to hide out and think about what I am going to do. I don’t think I can stay in Florida. I can’t be close to David and, in turn, be close to Colton and Liam. If I ran into one of them, I knew I would crumble and beg them to like me.

I sat on the big round comfy reading chair and turned on my phone. It immediately started pinging with message after message. The first ten were all David. I wasn’t going to open those yet. I opened Savvy’s, asking if I had made it to the cabin. I texted her and told her I had made it. Then I saw a message from my old boss, Jeff. He wanted me to come back, his magazine was floundering without me. Of course, it was, my articles brought in readers and therefore money. I had two unknown number messages, but before I opened them, I took a deep breath and opened David’s.

My Italian Stallion: Baby where are you, where did you go? I woke up and you were gone.

My Italian Stallion: Nikki, little mama, why have you disappeared? Is this because of last night? I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh. I wasn’t laughing at you, I was laughing because you have it all wrong. My brothers want you just as much as I do. I f*cked up. I should have told you everything.

My Italian Stallion: Nicole, you’re scaring me, please text me back. I will explain everything, baby please.

MY Italian Stallion: Savvy said you left. She won’t tell me where, but that’s okay, I am going to find you. And not just me baby. Colton and Liam are coming too.

My Italian Stallion: You can run baby, it might take us some time, but we will always chase after you.

My Italian Stallion: Come out, come out wherever you are…. Tick Tock, we have all the time in the world.

My Italian Stallion: I miss you. I miss the feeling of you, I miss the taste of you. I miss feeling the heat of your tight, wet, c*nt wrapped around my hard as steel c*ck. It’s hard right now baby. I am stroking myself and staring at your pictures. Just to let you know, I gave those pictures to Liam and Colton a while ago. They have both used them for their own pleasure. I hear them every night roaring your name when they c*m. We’re coming, baby.

My Italian Stallion: I dreamed of you last night. We had you tied down. We punished you for running away. I was f*cking your face while Colton ate your pretty p*ssy and Liam f*cked your t*ts. We denied you release, edged you for hours. Would you like that baby?

My Italian Stallion: I was granted long-term leave, Colton took the next month off and Liam put in for a three-month leave, and it was accepted. Guess what that means….

My Italian Stallion: Video of Him, Liam and Colton driving in his truck. Liam is staring into the phone with a Stoic look. I’ve never seen him not smile. The phone pans to Colton. His scowl was fierce, his eyes blazed. Then the phone is turned and David looks into the camera. Times up baby….

I put the phone down in my lap. My brows were furrowed. There was no way they knew where I was. And why would Liam and Colton be coming? I scrolled up and reread the texts. What did he mean by his brothers wanting me too? There was no way. They have never shown interest in me. It didn’t matter, they were never going to find me until I was ready.

I picked my phone back up and clicked on one of the unknown numbers.

Unknown: We’re coming, pumpkin. I am so mad that you ran before giving me a chance to taste you. It isn’t fair that David is the only one that has had your delicious cream on his tongue. We share everything, Nikki. Soon I’ll be f*cking you with my tongue so deep in that sweet c*nt of yours. I jerked off to your photo last night. I caught my load in my boxers. I wish it was in you. See you soon, pumpkin.

My breath was sawing in and out of me. I clicked the next unknown number.

Unknown: I am going to f*ck your p*ssy raw. Just you and me, no barrier. I want my c*m dripping out of you. Then I’m going to eat you out and gather all of it in my mouth. Afterward, I am going to kiss you so you can taste us together. Because it will always be you and me, Angel. Because no matter what happens. You’re mine and I am yours. You just don’t know it yet. I'm also gonna spank that a*s red. I can’t wait.

Holy sh*t. What have I gotten myself into?