Once Upon an Arizona Sunset

Chapter 5

********* Peyton *********

When I woke in the morning I was entwined in Chuck’s arms and legs, the sun was beating in on us. He was so comfortable, I felt so safe. Life here seemed like how it should be. I smiled looking at his peaceful sleeping face. I couldn’t believe how honest I had been with him last night. Well I could sort of. When I got home and went up stairs Connor had come into my room obviously high, screaming at me. He had woken the whole house and made a huge fight so I had left. I didn’t know where else to go. I knew who had made me feel good. He smiled suddenly. 

“You just gunna stare at me woman?” He asked through one partially opened eye. I smiled at him. 

“Yea, I think so.” I answered. He opened both eyes. Blinking because of the sun. 

“You ok?” He asked me. I was slightly taken aback. Why was he asking if I was ok? That didn’t make much sense. Of course I was. 

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked him. 

“Well I was just worried that you hadn’t really meant it.” He said, still looking right in my face. I brought my mouth to his. 

“Of course I meant it.” I said, pulling away from him. He smiled and pulled me down for a deeper kiss. 

“Well then, let me make you breakfast.” He said sitting up. His leg he had taken off at some point in the night. It was leaned up against the bedside table. Honestly, it had startled me when I saw it. I just hadn’t been expecting it. But for some reason it made me appreciate him more. He had given his leg for my freedom. It made him more of a man, more of a hero. It was beautiful. I sat up. 

“How did you lose it?” I asked him. Hoping I wasn’t striking a nerve. He was busy putting socks and pads onto his own leg getting ready for the prosthetic. 

“Explosion, the one that put us into retirement.” He said, I nodded. Then I wrapped my arms around him. 

“Thank you.” I said, kissing his shoulder. He slid his boxers up and then He turned his torso so that he could look at me. He kissed me. 

“Thank you for not running away from it.” He said. 

“Why would I do that?” I asked him. He shrugged. 

“Well I kind of think that it bugged Anna. Other than that, I haven’t been with any other women and while I’m not self conscious about it I do wonder what people think.” He said, kind of shyly.  This was a vulnerable spot for him. I dropped to my knees on the floor in front of him. Looking up at him, I ran my hands along the stump. Then I bent and kissed his thigh. 

“It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful. It makes you stronger, it makes you heroic. I love it.” I said. He ran a hand down my cheek. Then he pulled me up to him, bringing his mouth to mine. He wrapped his arms around me. Kissing me deeply. His mouth exploring my body. 

“Where have you been?” He asked me, pulling away from me. I smiled. 

“Phoenix Arizona.” I said, getting off his knee. I turned around and he swatted my rear. 

“Smart ass.” He commented. I looked for my clothes. s**t….. I didn’t have any, not unless I was going to wear fishnet. 

“Does Olivia have clothes here?” I asked him. He nodded pointing down the hall while he started strapping his leg on. I found hers in a drawer in Liam’s room. I stole a pair of Jeans and a tshirt deciding to go commando underneath. I was pulling the t-shirt over my head when I heard him start downstairs. I smiled. I couldn’t believe what I was thinking about him. But I was going to marry this man. I followed him down the stairs to the kitchen where he was digging in the cupboards for pans and bowls. I sat on the Island, I was going to let him make me breakfast. 

“So, we didn’t discuss what you told me last night.” Chuck said, I looked down and the counter. s**t. I hadn’t told anyone any of that before. I was honestly ashamed of it. No one had bothered to ask. 

“Yea.” I said, stirring a coffee he slid in front of me. 

“I’ve never said it outloud before.” I admitted to him. 

“Do you want to?” He asked me. Did I? I wasn’t sure. I was certain I didn’t owe it to him. But maybe I needed to talk about it to someone. 

“I don’t know, I admitted.” He didn’t push, but he silently mixed up pancake batter making it obvious that if I wanted to I could tell him anything. 

“I was 13, He was 23.” I said, starting off with that shocking fact. 

“I thought he hung the moon. I wasn’t ready, but I did it to keep him around. Two days later he took me to a party where a bunch of his friends were.” I stopped, recalling the night. I wasn’t going to cry, I told myself. 

“There were four other guys and two girls. They weren’t gentle with me.” I said. Quietly. It had honestly been the most painful experience of my life. He still didn’t speak. 

“John, my boyfriend. He made me take three men at a time.” I said. At this point Chuck quit cooking. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. Kissing me on the head. One tear fell from my eye. 

“I hadn’t done anal yet, but some strange man took that from me.” I said. Ashamed that I had let it happen to me.

“The worst part was I liked it.” I said. He squeezed me. 

“Then they filmed while I went down on the two girls.” I said. I remembered how terrified I had been, but I had done it anyway. 

“From there we would go to these parties where someone would always film. They’d pay us. I was amazed. I was 14 years old getting paid two grand every weekend to get off.” I said. 

“But because I was a minor it had to be sold on the black market. I was in high demand. I made porns for two years. Then John was arrested. He had been doing this with three other girls that I didn’t know about. I didn’t testify. I didn’t want my parents to know.” I said. 

“I’m sorry.” He said. Kissing me gently. I smiled at him. 

“Don’t be, I’m not traumatized. I just wish I had kept my innocence longer.” I said. He nodded. He kissed me once more and then went to stir the bacon. 

“I didn’t have a life like that.” He said, I didn’t stop him. 

“My first was my highschool girlfriend. We were together for 7 years. She only put up with my going on active leave for two years. Then she moved on, got married and had babies with someone else. That hurt. So I moved on, I would take my days off on leave and go into the local village to find a woman to party with. I got to having a few women that I would go back to when I was in the region. Then I got blown up. Came here, slept around with Anna. That’s it. Boring.” He said, I smiled at him. 

“No that’s not boring. That’s just called living.” I said. He put a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of me. I ate quietly. Pondering this new relationship. Chewing my food, enjoying it. Enjoying his presence. 

“How come you showed up here last night?” He asked me suddenly. 

“Connor is using hard drugs again. When I got home he picked a fight and I decided I didn’t want near that negativity. I had a great time with you. I wanted you…” I said trailing off. He smiled at me. 

“I wanted you too but I was waiting, trying to be a gentleman.” He said. 

“You were.” I said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. He giggled. 

“What?” I said, He giggled again. 

“Gentlemen don’t usually ass f**k their girlfriend on a first date.” He said giggling again. I smiled, he was right. 

“Well technically, I’m a dirty, dirty girl and I influenced you.” I said smiling. He laughed again. 

“You are a dirty girl and I like it.” He said, popping his last piece of bacon into his mouth. I smiled, picked up the syrup and poured it along my chest. 

“Oh man, look at me, being so dirty.” I said smiling at him. He pounced, his tongue licking the syrup from me. Trailing along my collarbone, leaving a burning path behind it. I felt myself get wet. I wrapped my arms around him. 

“Chuck.” I moaned as he licked up my neck. 

“Hmmm?” He said. Not slowing his assault, his hands wrapped around my waist. 

“Make love to me on the kitchen island.” I said, scooching up onto it. He responded by yanking my jeans from me and bringing his mouth to my womanhood. I cried into the kitchen, it was rare, even as a girl who used to do porn. To find someone who was actually good at this. He trailed his tongue along my lips. His mouth closing around my c**t as he suckled gently on it. My hands wound into his hair. My toes curling on his shoulders. He slid a finger into me. Sliding it in and out and then He slid it into my rear. I cried out my orgasm as he thrust his digit in and out of me. 

“Chuck! Yes, yes. f**k I love you.” I cried out. Oh my god. I just said I love him. Oh my god, he’s going to run. He’s going to be done with me. Crap, crap, crap. But he shed his clothes and joined me on the counter. Sliding my shirt off of me. He brought his mouth to my breasts. 

“Why are these so perfect.” He said, popping a n****e into his mouth. I smiled at him and rolled him onto his back. Straddling him I gripped his erection and aimed it for my moist center. Sliding him into me. God he fit me perfectly. I lowered myself until he was engulfed completely inside of me. 

“God woman, you fit me like a glove. But we forgot a condom” He said, his hands gripping my hips. 

“Doesn’t matter, I’m on the shot.” I said, he smiled and started lifting me up and down, helping me grind my pelvis into him. Thrusting into me as I met him with my own movements. His hands moved from my hips to cup my breasts. Still thrusting in me. Then he slid one hand down to my c**t, pulsing his finger on it. I came around him. Crying out his name again. 

“Ahhh. Yes. Chuck. Oh god. Come in me.” I cried, he met me with his own orgasm. Groaning and grunting as he emptied himself inside me. I stopped moving. Still straddling him. Enjoying the feeling of him inside me. 

“We need to shower.” I said, smiling and getting off of him. He followed me to his bathroom. The water felt great. Rinsing the sweat from my body. He took his leg off and joined me. When I was done he was just rinsing his hair. I looked at his sexy body. The muscles rippling on him. Damn. I had gotten myself quite the man to play with. He wiped his eyes, kissed me on the mouth. 

“I love you to Peyton.” He said, those blue eyes meeting mine. I melted.