Coffee Mess

Apology

At night, at around 9, as I'm sitting on the couch reading a book to relax before going to sleep, my doorbell rings and I go answer. When I see from the camera that it's Ian, I push the button to talk.

"Go away, I'm still mad at you"

"I know, I'm really sorry, please let me apologize properly" He says and after thinking about it for a few seconds, I buzz him in. When he's outside the door, I open and let him in

"I brought you these, please don't take it as manipulative..." He says giving me a bouquet of white tulips

"I should, but I'm sure you looked a lot to find white tulips at this hour, so I'll give it to you. Come in" I say taking them. He steps inside

"First, I want to apologize for asking you if you're waiting on your period. I don't know why I said it, it just came out and it was wrong" He starts

"I appreciate it. Now apologize for the rest..." I say, putting the flowers in a vase

"Truth is I don't know what to say without sounding like I'm making up excuses. I only know that I did miss you and believe me when I say it, because I don't miss a lot of people. Another truth is that I'm not used to meeting younger women that are so mature and down to earth as u are. I knkw I sound like a creep saying that, but I mean it. There are times that I'm thinking dude, she's 19. You can't expect her to understand, she wants sunsets and roses. But then we talk about serious stuff and you make me go like wow, she's so understanding and her mind is so open. Give her some more credit. And that's when I regret treating you like a little girl..." he says, coming to the kitchen with me. I hear him leaning on the counter

"Look, Ian, I may be mature and have my mind in the right place, but I am indeed a little girl. I'm barely an adult. I can't even drink legally yet. Don't confuse mental maturity with my age. I get excited about the small things, I have expectations girls my age have and I sure as hell expect my boyfriend to give me attention, especially during the first months of our relationship. I thought we were doing great, but now that you were away for 2 weeks, I realized that we were only ok because we were seeing each other every day and had bomb sex. And the fact that I've never been in a real, adult relationship before and I chose to try with you, makes matters worse"

"You can't expect me to change my ways from one day to the other, Sandra..."

"I'm not asking you to change your ways. I'm not asking you to do anything. I'm just trying to understand if you really want me or not" I reply and without saying anything, he comes at me and crushes his lips on mine, lifting me and putting me on the counter.

I don't read much into it, especially since I've been waiting for that for 2 weeks. I push my tongue in his mouth, while pushing his jacket off of his shoulders, and grab his shirt from both sides, pulling it apart, making the buttons fly away. He takes it off completely and stops the kiss to take my top off. I get off the counter to take my pants and panties off, while he kicks his shoes away and takes his pants and boxers off, after taking a condom from his pants.

"Help me up again" I tell him and he lifts me up, placing me on the counter again.

After putting the condom on, he grabs my thighs and brings me closer to the edge, pushing all of himself inside me, as I grab him from his shoulder with one hand and the counter with the other, opening my mouth wide, moaning. I wrap my legs around his waist and bring myself forward, kissing his neck. He moves his hands to my ass, grabbing it, groaning with every thrust, with his eyes shut, going full speed.

Quickly, I run out of breath and just rest my open lips on his skin, breathing heavily and leaving deep moans, as I get close to finish. After a few seconds, I do finish and he grabs my hair, pulling me away and attacking my neck, holding my head back. I grab him by his ribs and bite my lips. Soon, he pulls away, lets his hand fall from my hair to my shoulder, and then he grabs my throat, choking me. He bites his lips and his thrusts become slopier and his breath comes out shakier, making me realize he's close.

A few moments later, he cums groaning, letting his hand fall from my neck, grabbing me with both hands from my hips, pushing my pelvis close to his, until he's done. When he relaxes, he puts his hands on the counter, on either side of my hips, throwing his head down, taking breaths, while I rest my head on the cabinet behind me and my hands on his shoulder, trying to calm myself.

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"I just realized I didn't ask you where your dad is, I didn't even think about him walking in on us" he asks when we're on the bed, with me on my side, with my head in the crook of his neck and my hand resting on his abdomen, while his one hand is on my back and the other on my hand.

"He's in Texas for a funeral the past 3 days"

"So, you were completely alone those 3 days?"

"Yeah, in a way..."

"God, I'm so sorry. I swear if I knew, I'd come sooner"

"Well, if you had picked up the phone, you'd know"

"You're gonna hold that against me forever, huh?"

"We'll see...depends on how you behave from now on"

"Am I that bad at this?"

"Well, I don't have someone else to compare you with, so I don't know how bad or good you are, but I know that these last 2 weeks I felt like I didn't have a boyfriend. Just someone I begged to give me his attention, and I hate begging, let alone for attention"

"You said something about other people that don't need to be reminded to care for you. I assume you didn't mean your father and friends..."

"No, I didn't..."

"Is there someone else?"

"I'm not cheating on you, if that's what you're asking..."

"Ok, but there is someone who made you feel better while I was away?"

"Not really...I mean, yes, but not the whole time. We just talked yesterday and he made me feel nice again"

"Who was it?"

"I'm not gonna tell you that"

"Ok, so I know him"

"I didn't say that"

"So, I don't know him?"

"Crap, I hate how honest I am sometimes. Yes, you know him"

"It's Logan, isn't it?"