Watch Me Walk Away by Jill Prand Read Free Book Online

Isn’t this a little quick? I hear him rip the condom pack and he turns back to me. He reaches for my underwear and pulls them off me, settling himself between my legs. His fingers touch the wetness between my legs and he says, “So glad you’re ready ‘cause I can’t wait any longer.”
    What! I am so not ready. As I am thinking that he is pushing himself into me. Damn this is uncomfortable, I haven’t felt pain since my first time. Stuart is setting a quick pace, grunting above me with his eyes closed. Does he realize that I am just lying here not responding? Does he care? He moans and falls on top of me. Well at least he was quick!
    “That was great,” he murmurs into my ear. “I knew you would be the best. Sorry I was so fast but I’ve been wanting you for so long. I’ll make sure you get yours next time.”
    Next time? He is expecting a next time with that performance? He pulls out and lies on his back. He is asleep within the minute.
    I get up and go into the bathroom. I pee then decide to take a shower, I feel dirty. As I am waiting for the water to warm up I look in the mirror. My hair is a mess and my eyeliner is making me look like a raccoon. What the hell am I doing? I knew earlier that I shouldn’t sleep with Stuart. I like him and he is nice and good looking but he is definitely not the guy I see myself with in the long run. At least not after tonight. I ran into the guy that all others are held up to and Stuart was left wanting. No that’s not right. I was left wanting, Bobby. Why can’t I get over him? My body hums when he is near. No other guy has made me feel like that, ever. I dated a lot in college. Not that I slept with them, Stuart was only my third in that category.
    I climb in the shower and let the water flow over me. My body still wants release so I close my eyes and touch myself. I picture Bobby in the shower with me, his hands touching me. His mouth on my neck one hand on my breast the other between my legs. His long fingers stroke inside of me while his thumb plays with my clit. I lean on the wall of the shower and pump my hips into my hand.
    Bobby moves his mouth down my body, taking the time to worship my breasts. He strokes my back down to my ass pressing me into him. His head pressed to my stomach holding on like I am his lifeline. Slowly he kneels in front of me, both of his hands cupping my ass as he looks up at me. He opens his mouth and his tongue darts out to taste me, never breaking eye contact. I almost fall but he holds me up. He puts one of my legs over his shoulder as he licks from my pussy to clit then scrapes his teeth over me. My head falls back against the wall and I bury my hands in his hair holding him to me. “Oh God don’t stop, Bobby,” I pant.
    “I’ll never stop, Baby,” he says. His tongue continues to tease me. He pushes it into me then licks up to my clit and repeats the process over and over. My hips push into his mouth. He spears me deep with his tongue and I ride it. His thumb moves to my clit, circling and flicking. I come, hard my muscles contracting around his tongue trying to pull him deeper while I cry out his name.
    I open my eyes to Stuart’s shower, my hand still between my legs. My orgasm is still causing spasms and I slide down into the tub. Tears start to fall from my eyes. This is not supposed to be happening. I was coming home to New York to build a future, not get caught up in the past. I want to excel at my job and find someone to spend the rest of my life with. I want someone who will support my decisions and will stay with me. Bobby will end up leaving me again and I can’t risk that. I will be broken beyond repair.
    I really wish Stuart could be that guy. He wants to move up in his company. He makes a good living now and he is handsome. Why can’t I feel for him what I feel for Bobby? Okay the sex sucked but it was our first time, maybe it will get better. He realized that I wasn’t fulfilled and he did apologize. Maybe we can