My Lust

Chapter 16

A quickie is what it is.

Olivia doesn't even want to make eye contact, and when I bring her face to look at me, all I see is regret and guilt swimming in those eyes. I feel like I am sinking, shaking from frustration and I just can't do this. My thrust are coming in hard and slow, biting the inside of my mouth a I spill inside her but it's not satisfying and it's clear from her face that she's feeling the same

So I pull out, she doesn't even complain while pushing me back so that she can get on her feet, fixing her dress.

I do the same tucking my soft dick back in my jeans. "What's wrong with me asking for more." I question, yet I know the answer maybe I just want to live in this bubble.

She moves to the kitchen, pulling out a glass and pours herself some wine.  "More."

"Yes more, I want to talk and take you out not just having sex."

She lets out a dark chuckle. "I honestly thought this is one of your bullshit but now I see you're actually serious about this shit." Takes the glass and drinks the entire wine in one goal. Then pours herself another glass.

Now I am getting mad.

"So this...I mean nothing to you?"

"Don't do that."

"Do what? I am asking a question."

"I was fine pretending I felt nothing for you until you pressed the buttons and opened the paradox box, you haven't even solved it yet, you already want to open another box of shit." Her temper was escalating with every chunk of wine she  poured down her throat. "Are you going to tell your father then?"

"What...I wouldn't..."

She cuts me off. "Wouldn't? Because that comes with the more package." Her hands come up in her hair. "Spencer I don't have time to play softball with you. You and I can't be a couple, unless you are ready to tell your mother and father."

"This has nothing to do with them."

"Well grow up, part of life is realising that you can't always have what you want."

That stun a little.

This is how she will always look at me, do I want everyone to know. Yes, but what are the consequences for those actions?

She finished her fourth glass and placed it in the sink. "Come on I will drop you at home."

"Nah I'll walk to the bus station or call a cab." Walking to the door.

"Must everything be difficult with you." We stepped out of the door and I quickened my steps, wanting to get away from her. "Don't try me Spencer, get in the fucking car"

"I said I am getting on a cab or bus."

The door behind me opened. "I don't care if you are flying there, I got you from home so I will drop you." 

I decided to ignore her. Her door closed and I started walking down the road. Her car came to life as it accelerated, when we were side by side. She honked the car continuously. Almost jumped out of my skin.

"Fine..." She stopped the car and I got in. "Your neighbours will think you are a psycho now."

"Better to know now than be surprised."

We sat in silence the entire way. Pulling up in my mother's driveway. I looked outside but didn't make any movement to get out.

"I haven't been intimate with him for months now." She said softly.

"Why tell me this."

"So that you know that I am not playing around. My feelings for you are real but there is nothing much we can do about that. I have done messed up things and I can't sleep." We finally look at each other, my heart almost breaks at seeing tears in her eyes. "No matter how you want to look at it, it's not okay so please stop pushing for this."