Saturday she
was pissed, even though she knew she didn’t have a right to be.
She kept busy by cleaning the
apartment and calling friends, though no one, not even Angie, knew she saw him
again.
She knew she had to prepare herself
if there would be any “arrangement” between them. He would never go for all the
details leaking out.
She would tell Angie when she
figured out exactly what was going on.
She had told Angie about Tony and used
it as an excuse to be alone that weekend. She had agreed to be his play toy,
she didn’t know what was worse now, staying with a man she knew she didn’t love
or agreeing to be a fuck object with no expectations.
What had she agreed to?
It didn’t matter now, he wasn’t
even giving her a reason to want or expect anything. By Sunday she had resigned
to another week of work hell.
She was in the middle of a feeding
frenzy full of store bought plastic containers when she heard knock on the
door.
If it was Tony, she wouldn’t open
it, she was not even close to ready for that confrontation.
She fully expected to see Angie
through the peephole but it wasn’t, it was him !
She quickly cleared her coffee
table of her buffet and ran back to the door, realizing her clothes were far
from acceptable.
She had taken too much time already
and had to answer.
She cracked the door to see him
looking perfect, fuck.
Her hair was a mess and she was in
her boy cut tighty whities and a tethered Spring Break ‘97 tee shirt.
“Drunken, drug addict,” he teased.
“Damn, Tite, you could have warned
me,” she said as she pulled the door open for him and ushered him to come in
quickly.
“And miss all this?” He pulled her
whities at the hip and snapped them back to her body making them pop.
“Funny, you’re a funny guy.”
She all but ran to her bedroom to
get some clothes on, but he was right behind her.
He spun her around and grabbed both
her arms pinning her to the bedroom door.
He kissed her hard, then softening
his kiss, he ran his hands up and down her body until
she moaned. He licked her nipples until she cried out and then worked his way
down, peeling off her panties he parted her legs and kissed her until she
spread them wider. He tore off what was left of the shirt and now had her
completely naked and threw her on the bed. She screamed a little in surprise
and delight and smiled as he started to undress in front of her. He slipped off
his shoes and started at his jeans. She lifted up off the bed and started
fumbling with his belt until she freed him, once she did, she looked him right in the eye and took him into her mouth. He took in a deep
breath and looked at her. She pleased him as long as she could before leaning
back on the bed, expectant. He leaned over and kissed her slipping his hand
between her thighs and messaging her.
She moaned again this time loud and
he smiled down at her.
He reached into his jeans pulled
out a wrapper and slipped a condom on. He hovered over her and looked at her.
She stared up at his perfect body down and then up to his eyes. As soon as she
was ready to demand that he take her, he did, swiftly and roughly, he buried
himself in her and they both cried out.
He tortured her slowly with long
strokes and she could not control herself as she moaned loudly over and over.
He stopped suddenly and flipped her over pulling her in a sitting position back
to him. He eased her onto him and kissed her neck, fucking her gently over and
over.
She came again and again and each
time she shivered he whispered in her ear, “That’s right, Jordy.”
He turned her over once again to
face him easing her down beneath him and licking her stomach and her nipples
until there was nothing left. He smashed into her then over and over again
looking at her intently and stroking harder and harder until he finally gave
in.
She woke up on his chest and opened
her eyes and smiled at him, though he was sound asleep. She wondered why she
had woken up so quickly, she