Been Waiting for Love Ch. 06byMyanlass©
The next day Scott went to go see Dominique; it wasn't hard to get away from Katrina. She went to work that day after he made her tell him over and over again that night that she loved him every time he felt her ready to cum. There wasn't anything sweeter than hearing those words from her mouth. He knew he felt the same way and he wanted to wait till the right time to tell her. Right now, he had more important things to work out.
He sat in the waiting room, going through the same magazine for what seem like the millionth time. He was actually waiting to see a therapist, something he told himself he wasn't going to do again. Then again, he told himself that he wouldn't screw with Katrina and look where that promise had gotten him. He was contemplating leaving when he saw her door open and she came out with another man who was just nodding his head.
"I'm telling you Mr. Jones, you will feel so much better afterwards. I'll see you when I come back from my vacation." Dominique smiled at the man.
"Alright, well I'll be in touch." he nodded towards her.
Scott waited till the guy left before he followed Dominique into her office, "Nice to see you still came. You can just have a seat on the couch." she said going behind her desk.
Scott sat on the couch and looked around her office. There weren't a lot of things hanging from the wall. It was mainly her degree and a couple of pictures of the girls. On her desk, he could see a picture of Dominique hugging some Asian guy. He wondered if that was her boyfriend, Katrina never said that she was dating anyone. He was kind of stunned to not see any pictures of her family.
"Sorry about that, how can I help you?" she said sitting in front of him in her plush chair.
He clasped his hands together realizing how sweaty they were becoming, "I don't exactly know where to start."
"Start with why you thought you needed to see me."
"Well, I came to see you because I need to change the relationship with me and Katrina. Did she tell you anything about me?"
"Just the usual stuff girls talk about, but this is about you." she said sitting there motionless, but waiting patiently for him.
"I have this problem with my body. Um, as you know I'm in the Marines and years ago something happened that left me, in my opinion, disfigured. I was whipped and repeatedly cut on my chest and back. They healed, but a lot of them left scars and wounds. I can't bring myself to take off all my clothes for anyone, even Katrina."
She nodded, "I'm sorry to hear about what happened to you. I have counseled some soldiers that came back from Iraq. You've been dealing with this for years, so why have you come asking for help now."
"Because I have feeling that if I don't get over this, I'm going to lose Katrina, but I'm scared that if I do show her, I'll lose her too."
"Why would you think that?"
"When my ex-girlfriend saw my chest, she wouldn't even look at me the same way and she end up cheating on me. I had a female doctor that flirted with me for years in Washington, but when she saw the cuts and bruises and it stopped." he stood up and started to pace the room, "I don't want to see anyone look at me like I'm defenseless or with pity."
"Of course not, no one would like that, but there has to be another problem lying under that."
His face wrinkled with confusion, "Why do you say that? I told you what the problem was."
"Scott, I understand what happened to you and how that may affect you, but you showed your body before to other women and they prove they couldn't handle it. You got that in your mind that no woman would be able to handle what happened to you or handle your job with the Marines."
"I know a lot of women wouldn't."
"You know Katrina isn't that type of girl. She grew up with you and she knows you, she can handle it."
"I don't know. I mean she is strong and determined, I know you see that. She has been great for me since we got together." she smiled briefly, "My parents know about us and they said this is the first time that I have actually acknowledged a girl as my girlfriend."
"Katrina is actually your first girlfriend? What about the girl back in D.C.?"
"I called her my girlfriend around her just to make her feel better, but I just didn't feel that way about her."
"It was possible you knew she wasn't the one for you."
"That's for sure." he said leaning against the wall and then something clicked in his head.
There never was any woman that he felt close to, except for Katrina, he knew she was strong enough to handle whatever came her way and that scared him. He ran his hand down his face as he thought more about what he was piecing together.
"Maybe I'm more screwed up than I thought."
"Why do you say that?"
He hurried to the chair to sit in front of her, "This is just a thought, but, could I be using this as an excuse because I'm scared that I have actually found the one?"
"You think Katrina is who you are supposed to be with?"
"I mean it makes sense. Any other woman I wouldn't even care if she likes me or not, but Katrina is not like that. I know she will be okay with seeing the bruises."
"Okay speaking from someone who does know Katrina, she has been thinking about you for years and she wants to be with you. You have to decide whether or not you are ready for that, because she is. I believe you know that this isn't someone that will fall for you charms and sweet talk. You are on to something thought."
"So, I'm not as screwed up as I thought."
She smiled, "No honey, you're just being a man."
They talked for a little while longer and Scott felt a little better about what he already planned to do. In fact he couldn't understand why he took so long to come about this decision. He was driving around when something caught his eye.
It was a house, but not just any house, it was THE house. It was red brick on the outside with a garage and big trees in the yard. It was a two story with a small deck on the second floor. He leaned against the car looking at it when an older woman came out smiling; obviously she was trying to get a sale.
"Good afternoon sir, I'm Maria Turner and your name?"
"Scott Porter, nice to meet you." he said taking her extended hand.
"I see you looking at one of my favorite houses."
"It's beautiful. I was actually in the market for a house."
"Well, why don't you come in and I can show you the inside? I have some extra time if you would like." she hinted with a smile.
Scott figured she was desperate for a sale, so he went ahead and played along. She showed him the huge backyard, Scott instantly thought of all the things he could do with a backyard like this. He could get that huge grill that he wanted and have the boys out here kicking it.
"This is nice Mrs. Turner." he said following her inside.
"I know, my husband and I saw this house and we thought about it but we decided that we are happy where we are. I love the fireplace." she said pointing towards the fireplace facing the living room. Scott nodded as he walked around the living room. This place was slowly growing on him.
"How many bedrooms?" he asked.
"Three, the master bedroom has a master bathroom with a big bathtub. Let me show you the kitchen which is something else I love."
"You really like this house?" he asked.
"I do. It's a perfect family house. I'm sure you and your wife would love to live here." she said as she showed him the spacious kitchen.
"Oh, I'm not married, but this is really nice." he said walking around taking in the kitchen.
It was beautiful, the appliances were new and he knew that Katrina would love the marble floor and cabinets. He stopped in the middle of his thoughts as he came to a realization. He thought of Katrina while he was looking for a potential house for himself. Wow, this is more serious than I believe, he thought to himself.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that whoever you marry will love this house. If you are single, I may have someone for you that would love a man like you."
"I'm sure she will, but I am taken." he said with a smile, "Can you show me upstairs, please?"
"No problem." she smiled back.
Scott drove back to Katrina's with a clear head, for the first moment in a long time. He walked in to see Katrina on her hands and knees. She was on the floor searching under the couch in a red dress that barely covered her ass. He sneaked over towards her and smacked her hard on the ass.
She let out a loud cry and stood to full height. He started to laugh at her bewildered expression.
"You ass." she said punching his shoulder as he laughed.
"I couldn't help, you know I can't keep my hands off your ass." he said pulling her close to him and kissed her, "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for my shoes. I'm running late for Kendra's party and I need to pick up the food before I go to the house."
"What kind of party is this?" he asked as she went back to look for her shoes.
"You know the girl party where we sit around, talk, and give out gifts. Things like that."
"Are you going to the bachelorette party?" he called out.
"It's just a party babe." she came back to him holding her shoes in her hand.
"Are there going to be strippers?"
"I don't know." she said innocently putting on her shoes.
"Oh, you don't know but you planned the whole thing." he crossed his hands in front of him.
She sighed and went over to him, placing her hand on his arms, "Are you going to have strippers at my brother's party."
"I didn't ask you that."
"But you just answered my question." she laughed walking away from him, "Trust me, you have nothing to worry about and you know it."
"Look, I have something to talk to you about when you get back baby."
"Really? Should I stay? Is it important?" she turned to look at him with concern etching her face.
"No Kitty Kat, go to the party and have fun.
Then you come home to me and I will deal with you later." he said moving towards her and wrapping his arms around her warm body.
"Deal with me? You make it sound like a punishment."
"Oh believe it's everything but." he smiled slyly and leaned down to kiss her.
She melted against him as he angled her head. He deepened the kiss as he ran his fingers through her hair. He felt his need build for her and was scorched by the kiss. He knew he had to stop before he was tempted to strip her down. He pulled away looking down at her. Her eyes were still closed and her lips were swollen from the kiss.
"Baby, you better straighten up or you will be really late for this party." he whispered and she opened her eyes.
"Alright and I do have to go. I'll see you later. Please don't have my brother try to send a spy to the party or start calling Kendra all through the party." she said with a smile and he couldn't help but laugh.
"I'll see what I can do."
"Okay, I love you." she said briefly kissing him before she headed towards the door.
Hmm, she didn't even wait for him to say it back, he thought to himself. He still had plenty of time for that. He was just going to have the guys over to play some cards. It should be awhile before she gets back.
An hour later, Scott had Ricky, James, and Nikolas over at the house playing cards and drinking. Scott was moving between the card table and the kitchen, cooking some burgers.
"So James, I have to ask you man, what did you say to Dante?" Ricky asked.
One corner of his mouth turned up as he glanced at the cards, "I didn't tell him much, just the usual." James replied.
"The usual my ass. I swear that man almost pissed himself." Ricky laughed, "You must like little Jade."
"No, I still think she is overdramatic, but I hate to see a woman being disrespected like that in public."
"I hate to see her go through that with that man. I keep telling her she needs a good man in her life, but for some reason she wants to settle with him." Ricky said, "I know that. She is fine too though."
"This is coming from the man getting married." Scott pointed out and they started to laugh.
"What? I can admit it. All my sister's friends are fine, especially my future wife."
"That's true, but hey your sister is fine too." Nikolas said.
"Nik, don't make me kill you. I actually like you." Ricky warned.
"I'm just saying you can't stop a man from thinking what he wants to think about. She certainly isn't a little girl anymore and believe it or not some guy is going to sweep her off her feet." Nikolas said and James glanced over at Scott who was leaning against the cabinet.
"I think she's got a boyfriend now, but she's not telling me."
"Why do you say that?" Scott said joining them at the table.
"You know that dreamy look that girls get when they are staring into space with that goofy smile?" they nodded, "I've seen her look like that. Not only that, but she told me that she needed some stuff fixed around here and now when I make my way over here, she say it's already fixed."
"Yea, I'm here and I fixed it." Scott said.
"You? You fixed it?" Ricky said, looking over at Scott.
Scott knew that intense look on Ricky's face. It was his challenging look when he was deciphering what the hell was going. So, Scott did the one thing he knew would draw Ricky's attention away from what he was thinking. He challenged him back with that same look. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. James and Nikolas looked between the two wondering who was going to give first.
That's when Ricky started to laugh, "Oh man." he said looking back at his cards.
"What?" Scott said.
"You have been working so many long hours; I forgot that you were still here. You know I trip sometimes." Ricky said and Scott nodded.
Something about this moment made Scott feel uncomfortable. He was a little scared that Ricky had already put everything together, but he didn't give it away like he knew. This was definitely becoming too much for him. He needed to hurry up and confess what is going on between Katrina and him. He sighed to himself knowing that he couldn't just yet. Katrina wanted to tell him together, so he would just have to bite his tongue.
They played cards and ate for awhile before they left him alone to clean up. The guys were buzzed and had to go home soon before they were completely drunk. Scott didn't drink much because he was trying to stay awake till Katrina came home. He was finishing up the dishes when he heard the door open. Katrina came in with her shoes in hand and locked the door.
"Hey baby." he called out.
"Hey, my feet hurt." she said and he couldn't help but laugh.
"Want me to come over there and rub your feet?" he said seductively, drying his hands on a towel.
She smiled and plopped down on the couch, "I would like that." she said lifting one leg up in the air.
He moved over towards the couch and moved her feet into his lap as he sat down, "I don't know if I should be doing this knowing that you were probably dancing around with one of those strippers." he said deeply massaging her feet and she couldn't help the moan that escaped her mouth.
"Whatever Scott, you are my boyfriend and you are suppose to do things like this. Now this is just to remind me that I have something better at home."
"You better keep remembering that too." she rested her head on her hand as she stared at him rubbing her feet.
"Scott, are you happy with me?" she asked.
"Of course I am baby. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. Dominique said that you came to see her, but she wouldn't tell me why."
"And you also said that you wouldn't ask her either." he smiled.
"Well," she pouted, "that was before I actually knew you were going."
"Yea, I talked to her about some things. After that, I saw this house and went for a tour."
"You want to move?" she said drawing her brows together. She was a little thrown off by the fact that he still wanted to move.
"I told you, your place is too small for me, but I think you will like this place."
"Really?" the smile instantly returned back to her face.
She knew that it meant he still intended on having her move in with him. She was excited because she knew there could never be any other man but Scott. He was the man that she always dreamed of, her perfect man. Just staring at him right now, made her heart swell.
"I love you, you know." she admitted.
He paused from the massage to look back into her big brown eyes. She was waiting for his response and he couldn't disappoint. The words were already on the tip of his tongue, "I love you too."
She knew her face was going to hurt tomorrow as much as she has been smiling. She had been waiting to hear those words from his mouth. She crooked her finger to him seductively and he answered her call, pressing his lips to hers. He moved on top of her as she ran her fingers through his hair. Nothing could describe the intensity that Scott was feeling. It was a mixture of doubt and confidence. He heard the little nagging voice telling him that she would not accept him, that she would run just like all the others, that was, until he looked into her eyes. Her sparkling big brown eyes staring back up at him. He moved over to sit down and she crawled into his lap. He moved his hands under her dress rubbing her ass. She bit her bottom lip as he started to move the dress up over her head.
He sucked in his breath as he stared at her twin globes encased in her red see-through bra, "Do you always have to look at me as if you are going to eat me up?"
"That's because most of the time I plan to." he said bringing her head down and kissing her.
Katrina wrapped her arms around his neck as he stole her breath away with his kiss. She loved to feel his tongue push through her lips and caress her tongue. She grabbed the back of his head as she felt his hand caressing her breast and pulling at her nipple. She could feel the bulge growing under her and she grinded down against it.
"Damn." he whispered, throwing his head back.
She grinded against him as she took her bra off and carelessly threw it behind the couch. She gasped feeling his hot mouth surround her nipple.
His tongue swirled around the hardened bud, before he sucked it into his mouth. He gave the same treatment to her other nipple and she felt her wetness soaking her underwear. She wanted to feel him push inside of her right at that moment as she reached for his belt buckle.
He slowed her hands and the shocked look she gave him was priceless, "Hey baby, why don't you get a blanket and I'll start the fireplace?" he said leaning forward to kiss her.
"Alright then. I'll be right back." she said as she slowly got off of him and went into the room.
Scott went and started the fireplace. He waited patiently for Katrina to come out with a blanket and his wait was rewarded as she came out with a blanket wrapped around her. He smiled to himself shaking his head as she walked closer to him. He grabbed a hold of it and peeled it off of her to reveal her naked body.
"How did I ever get this lucky?" he said.
"I'm wondering that myself." she smiled; she met him on the floor, running her fingers through his hair as she kissed him.
He pulled her closer to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled away long enough to lay out the blanket and lay her down on it. Her lips were swollen from the kiss and hair framed around her in a perfect little mess. He unbuttoned his shirt leaving on his tank top, not breaking eye contact with her.
"Katrina, I know that you have been patient with this and you know I appreciate it more than anything. You are really too good for me and even though I may think you won't like what you see, I'm going to show you this because I love you."
Katrina's eyes drew together in confusion as she wondered what he was going to show her. She saw him reach for the bottom of his shirt and her eyes widened. He was actually going to do it, she thought to herself. As if to get it over with quickly, he pulled the shirt over his head. Katrina's mouth dropped at the sheer shock of what he finally revealed to her. She looked down at his chest and saw the scratches and cuts. Some were a little more defined than others were. She could see the bruises but it was not that bad. There was this long cut right on his abs but it was barely there. She lifted her hand and her fingers grazed each scar. Scott closed his eyes as her light touch excited him to no ends, but she still hadn't said anything. His heart started to tighten and his breath got short, please don't be like the others he thought to himself.