Little flirt never killed nobody

4

- Fuck me right now. - Gillian looked at me completely puzzled as I just entered my apartment. Probably, she was cooking us dinner since she wore an apron, but the only dinner I could think of right now was my pussy. 
- What? Really? - She chuckled questioning if it was a real statement or maybe just a joke. Her hands were stained with some red sauce. When she sucked her thumb to clean it, she knew exactly what she was doing.
- If you don't push me on that wall in a second I wi... - Gillian pushed me roughly, so I was facing the wall, and she was pressing me from behind. She kept her arm on my chest to have access to my intimate places.
- You will what? - Her voice completely changed from light to deep and she didn't hesitate to send shivers down my body as she literally said it to my ear.
- I, uh, I won't talk to you for a long time. - I whispered. Gillian grabbed my entrance through the clothes and roughly but slowly repeated the action. I looked straight into her eyes. She could see the struggle in my eyes and in unsteady breath. Suddenly we shared a passionate kiss and our actions became more rapid and uncoordinated. I tried to change the positions, but my fight for dominance was quickly lost because Gillian pushed my hands to the wall over my head. She is the only person that I allow to make me feel vulnerable. Suddenly, she turned me around and ripped my shirt off. I gasped as I've never seen Gillian so rough.
- It was my new shirt. - My whisper sounded more like a thank you than a complaint and it actually was. Gillian was balancing on the thin line of the foreplay. One good move and I'd already reach my climax.
- I don't give a fuck and in a second you won't either. - And I was right, Gillian dove her hand in my pants and without hesitation pushed two fingers inside me. I didn't even have time to adjust to a surprising pace as a few movements pushed me over the edge. My shaking body lost its ability to stand still, fortunately, Gillian hugged me in support.
- Say my name. - She whispered to my ear as she continued doing wonders with her fingers.
- G, G, Gillian. Oh, fuck!

- What are you doing? - We were laying in bed, looking at each other, when Gillian suddenly got up.
- I'm getting dressed. - Her voice was harsh as if we just had an argument instead of sex.
- Don't you want another turn? - I asked shyly. When we were laying in bed, I was sure everything is going in the direction of the second round.
- Not really. - Before I got up and sat on the bed, Gillian already put her jeans and shirt on.
- You came, right? If I'm doing something wrong, please, tell me. - I got up completely and followed Gillian with all of my insecurities. Maybe I'm too young for her, she needs someone with experience and mature, and I don't know what I'm taking about but this action made me panic more than ever before.
- You're doing everything right and I came multiple times today, and that's the problem. The only thing we do together is sex. I want something more than just casual fucking. - Gillian was frustrated but also sad. I tried to hide my emotions because deep inside I knew that all of that sex was caused by Cate. Her flirting works on me more than it should and I just have to somehow get rid of the titillation. Maybe I'll start masturbating again...
- I know... Let's have a date tonight. Real date, because we are in a real relationship. - Her fingers tangled with mine and we stared at each other for a minute. Gillian always says that I have a radiant smile, so I decided to use it as my weapon. After a couple of second blush covered her entire face. Mission accomplished.
- Since we are real, maybe we should go public? - Suddenly, incomprehensible fear filled my body, and for the first time my vision of the future didn't want to include Gillian. Until now, I still had a chance to flirt with Cate without bigger guilt, but if I agree to go public, media will destroy us with the first photo of me literally just looking at Cate.
- Public? But you said yourself that will destroy everything. - I really hoped, she didn't hear the trembling in my voice. I was trying to keep them both for me, even though it's not possible.
- I know, but I want to tell those fuckers that I'm taken and I don't need anyone else. - Gillian hit the magazines with her hand to show how frustrated she is. Maybe when the emotions cool down, she will change her mind?
- Context, please. - I was stepping on a very thin line, even though the anger wasn't caused by me, it was directed at me. I felt like I was trying to stop an avalanche with my own, bare hands.
- Ugh, one guy is constantly hitting on me on the plan. I have this urge to say FUCK OFF, I'M TAKEN, but I can only say FUCK OFF, which is, I guess, not clear enough for him to understand.
- Not that I'm saying anything but I know a guy who's able to, uhm, eliminate someone for a relatively small cost.
- Could they also make a soup out of him? I wonder what his small dick would taste like.
- I-uh, I don't know if I should be scared because of your cannibal thoughts or disgusted because you just said that you want to try his dick. - I turned around and went to the bathroom, but when I tried to close the door Gillian stepped in.
- I'm sorry that I'm so moody lately. It's because I got really engaged. I know, I said that I don't want anything serious or public but I want your help... in making this relationship work. - She grabbed my hand and was slightly kissing it. With every kiss she was tearing my heart more and more. Gosh, I have to stop seeing Cate, but I just can't. I've never felt worse, I am a cheater, a liar, and I am destroying a family. I have to stop before it's too late.
- I don't think going public is a good idea... yet. But we definitely should go out more often.
- Fine, but you owe me a huge martini.
- Even two. - I winked and got up to take a relaxing bath with my beautiful girlfriend.