Love Lies Dying by Steve Gerlach Read Free Book Online Page A

moved. She was beside him now and it felt as if she had curled herself into a ball and was lying down next to him, her head resting on his thighs. He opened his eyes and stared down at her. He rubbed her back once more and placed a hand on her head.
    It was then that he felt her hot, wet lips. He could feel her sucking gently on his erection, slowly, rhythmically. Exactly as she was doing to his finger earlier.
    “Hey!” he said as he grabbed her shoulder. “Hey! Stop that!”
    She continued, stronger now, as if satisfying him might change his mind.
    “Zoe, please. Stop it.” He pulled at her shoulder. “Don’t!”
    After one last loud and wet suck, she slowly withdrew her mouth, her tongue playing with the very top of his throbbing cock as she pulled away.
    She sat up and looked at him, sadness in her eyes.
    “I’m sorry,” she pouted.
    “What’s wrong with you? Jesus!”
    “I’m sorry,” she repeated.
    “It’s okay,” John struggled to get his fully erect cock back into his pants. “You just, you know, you just don’t have to do things like that.”
    Zoe sat back on her haunches. “I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks for everything. All the help and everything.”
    “Then just say it,” John said as he pulled his zipper up over the bulge. “I know you were in a pretty strange relationship and maybe this is the way that Fox guy got you to say thanks, but you don’t have to do that any more and you don’t have to do it to me.”
    “Didn’t you like it?” she asked.
    “What?”
    You’re kidding? he thought. Did I like it?
    “Didn’t you like it? You know, what I was doing. Isn’t it nice to wake up to that warm, lovely feeling?”
    John didn’t know what to say. “Well, ah, yeah, of course it was nice , but you don’t have to say thank you that way. Okay?”
    “Okay.”
    Zoe still looked sad.
    “Don’t be upset, Zoe. It’s just not right. We just don’t do that sort of thing here, okay?”
    “Why?” she asked.
    “Huh?”
    “Why can’t I do that to you if I want to? You enjoyed it. I enjoy it. So where’s the harm?”
    John sighed. “The harm is, I’m married ! And Helen is your friend . We can’t do it.”
    Zoe crawled closer to him and placed her face inches from his. Her dark brown eyes enveloped him as they searched his whole face. She lifted her right hand to play with his hair.
    “Does that matter?” she asked.
    “Does it matter? Of course it matters!”
    “But are you really happy?”
    “Happy?
    “Yeah, with Helen. Can she give you everything I can?”
    John was speechless.
    This girl shoots straight, that’s for sure, he thought.
    “I mean, is she as good as me?” Zoe continued in a whisper. “Is she?”
    Her left hand rubbed across the bulge in his pants. She squeezed slightly.
    John just stared at her.
    “Is she?”
    John grabbed her hand and pulled it from his pants. He pushed her aside and bolted from the sofa.
    “Look, Zoe,” he said over his shoulder as he walked over to sit on the dining chair on the opposite side of the room. “I know you’ve had trouble and everything. But we just can’t do this, okay? I love someone else . I’m with someone else. Do you understand that?”
    Zoe’s face fell, “I’m sorry.”
    “It’s okay. I understand. I really do. Just as long as we know what the boundaries are. Okay?”
    “Okay.”
    “Good.”
    They stared at each other across the lounge room for a while.
    “But have you ever thought about it?” Zoe finally asked, her head tilting slightly.
    “Thought about what?”
    “You know, having sex with someone else.”
    John shook his head and sighed. “I don’t think we need to talk about this.”
    “No, I’m just interested.” Zoe rearranged herself on the sofa into her favourite yoga-like position once more; legs spread, arms resting on her knees. “When I was with Ricky, towards the end when things were rough, I always had to fantasise that I was with someone else. Like I was doing it with