Obsession

Three

Beads of sweat ran down the crevice of her breast to the top of her navel. I took the tip of my tongue and swirled it around her hard nipple, earning a few low moans. At this point I was sick of foreplay and ready to feel her warm tightness around me.

"Chris; I'm scared, " she moaned, her eyes slowly closing from the pleasure she was feeling. I bit down on her right breast hard and she gasped. "I promise to go slow,"

"Promise me again," she urged with worried eyes. I could never bring myself to hurt her. "I promise."

Slowly I guided my d|ck inside of her watching her face contort into the sexiest love faces. "Ooh Chris that feels so good," she moaned. That was all the motivation I needed to fuck her shit up right. I took long hard strokes making sure to ram my hips into hers. "Damn Leah," I grunted. She gripped my shoulders tightly and begged me to speed up so I did.

"Chris...Chris...Chris...CHRISTOPHER"

"What ma, damn!?" She better have a good reason for waking me up early on a Saturday. I heard her clear her throat and then silence. Angrily I ran my hand down my dry face. Fuck she waiting on an invitation?

"Someone's here to see you,"

"Who?"

"...Aleah."

Lazily I got out of bed and treaded over to the door. I didn't even acknowledge her presence as I headed down the hall to the bathroom. Since she made me wait yesterday, imma make her wait.

--

"She's in the living room." Casually I strolled in and sat down on the couch across from her, staring straight ahead at the TV. Out the corner of my eye I could see her nervously fiddling with her fingers.

"I want to apologize for yesterday. What Jayson said about you was--"

"Don't even worry about it. I've been called worse things."

Once again, we were quiet. It's funny how I just dreamt about having sex with her and now she's here. "Um. Marisol is having a pool party tonight. Would you like to come with me?"

"I'll let you know. What time does it start?"

"6. Here's my number in case you decide to come."

She wrote it down on a piece of paper and slid it to me. More than likely I wasn't gonna go, but now I had her phone number.

"I really want you to come Chris." A low grunt escaped my lips when she said my name. And just like yesterday he was twitching again. Where was this sudden "interest" in me coming from? I'm not complaining, it just feels weird. I've admired her from a far for so long I've grown used to it. What surprises me though is the way I've been able to keep my composure. I'd think being around her would make me nervous, but it doesn't.

"I'll let you know." I reiterate with a toothless smile.

--

When I got back to my room, I pulled my phone from my pocket to see that I had a missed call from Jayson. After the way he treated me yesterday he's lucky I didn't break up with him. For the past 2 months, he's been pressuring me to have sex with him; and most recently I caved into his urges by letting him finger me. It was slightly uncomfortable for the most part, and he ended up stopping.

I plopped down on my plush mattress to return his call. "Are you still mad at me Lea?"

"Yes Jay I am. How you treated me yesterday was disgraceful. I'm your girlfriend, not some trashy whore you can treat any kind of way." I rolled my eyes.