"I'm happy you've decided to come." Caleb said while fastening his seatbelt.
"It was a good idea." I answered with a smile and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I know this isn't ideal; juggling between two guys but I had to go to New York. Every time I'm with Eric it was like being back at square one-after all that took place in that Penthouse-I needed to re-think my life choices. I don't doubt that I love but was it a wise choice. Caleb was in my life first and I was yet to give him actual chance and a chance for myself to have a normal relationship, the possibility of future-quiet life in the suburbs, white picket fence with two kids running around and dog named Sunny. I mean isn't that how it's supposed to be, no guns or thugs-people dying around me. And besides I loved Caleb too, why couldn't have the house in the suburbs.
As the in-light safety demonstration began I pretended to be focused but all I could picture was that night in Eric's office, this was horrible I am here with Caleb focus on that but it was too late I was already caught up in the memory.
Flashback***
"I really hate your choice in occupation." I said while undoing his belt and pulling down his jeans and the same time.
"And I really hate the fact that your fucking another guy." he answered ripping off my shirt his mouth immediately searching for the closest breast to satisfy his hunger.
"That's your own fault." I said while pushing him back against his desk. He looked just delectable- from his broad muscular shoulders right down to his throbbing cock, poised and ready for action. I could almost see the heat rising off his body, his breath uneven. He looked like a predator ready to devour his prey. Instincts should tell me run but I was prepared to match his ferocity.
"I know and trust me when I tell you I'm not gonna be so stupid again." He took me by the waist and as if I weighed no more than a twig threw me across his desk and finish undressing me. Using his mouth he locked his teeth around my thong with his finger on the other side and began to pull them down, his hot breath tickling my thigh. At this point I completely lost any decency of ladylike behaviour I might have had before and lock my legs around his neck. He looked up to me with a smirk on his face as if to say 'All you had to do was ask' His fingers dug into my thighs and with just the flick of his tongue on my clit I started to convulse, it was as though every part he licked melted. I wanted so bad to scream, moan, something but the man had me at his mercy lost for words, no sound could escape my lips all I could do was struggle to breathe as each time my climax would build he would pull back ever so slightly leaving me just on the brink. With a feral growl, I went for a fistful of his hair and yanked his head up.
"Is this some kind of joke to you-do your job!" I screamed.
"Yes ma'am." Was his reply before dove back under and god was he holding back before, oh my I saw stars. The mere sound of him lapping up my juices was the most erotic sound I've ever heard. As he kiss my inner thighs I heard him let out a soft chuckle, he was really enjoying my torment, playing with my destiny. Fine if he wanted to play, I will teach him the consequences of his actions. Sitting up to meet his lips, I licked around his lips tasting myself on him. Before he could do anything else I pushed him once, jumping from the desk I pushed him again, this time against his bookcase and took my revenge. With no time to waste I dropped to my knees I took him into my mouth and began a full assault on his member. I didn't have to look up to see that he was trying his best to control himself. I released him from my suction then glanced up with a smirk playing on my lips.
"What are-why did you stop?" With slow, tortuous licks along his shaft I watched him while he squirmed and when the bookshelf began to vibrate, I knew I had him so I engulfed his manhood once more and played with his release he was begging. Once I had it I pulled harder, calling for his seed-with every jerk and moan of his release a few books fell from the shelves.
Rising to my full height, captured his lips with mine.
"Well played." The words were clear enough but it was clear he was still struggling with his breathing.
"I am not to be trifled with." Walking backwards to his desk I hoisted myself back up slowly spreading my legs apart giving him a clear view and full access. "Now you and I have unfinished business."
"Yes we do." The words came out as a grow; he moved between my legs then opened one of the drawers in the desk-pulling out a condom he quickly sheath him and without another hesitation joined our bodies as one, our need for each other too great to be pleasant. There was no caressing-just strong grips and hard thrusts. I laid my head down on the desk and pleaded for him to go harder, we were angry, sad and in love all those emotions transferred between us causing a high I never wanted to let go. When he shifted our positions so that I was now laying face first across the desk and him behind me pulling my hair-he was rough and demanding-I loved it. Each smack on my ass shook my very core in every way imaginable not to mention the thrusts were so powerful the large desk moved. I matched each thrust letting him know I was not going to make this so easy-his speed increased and the walls of my core contracted.
"Oh Yes, Eric...! My voice was not my own my body began to shake, pulling me into a slight upright position without breaking his rhythm I waited for waiting for the explosion that was about to come. Everything intensified and my vision went blurred; I felt myself that familiar feeling getting ready to erupt and I knew he could feel it too.
"Yeah...come for me baby, show me how angry you are-get it out. Let me hear you scream it!" he grunted in my ear. And I did, I moan his name so loud I sure the whole house heard me a few seconds later he lost his control; his own moans echoed throughout the room.
We stayed like that in what seems like forever panting, out of breath-he stepped away from behind me, I could as he removed the condom throwing it into the bin. Then he moved over to the couch-I had to use the table as support, for my legs felt useless. I turned to face him, my anger dissipated; I wanted nothing more than just to be with him while we enjoyed our first moment of ecstasy together.
"Come here." he said holding out his hand. I moved over to him and straddled his legs. "I'm sorry. I was being stupid again, forgive me?"
"Forgiven." I answered with a kiss. Feeling exhausted in so many ways I rested my head on his shoulders. "We're both really fucked up you know." I continued.
"I know but I'm working on that. One day things will be better and we'll be just like everyone else."
"Everyone else? Is that even possible?" I asked.
"I'm working on it Rach-I'm working on it." He hugged me close as he said it and with that I felt safe. "Do you have to go back tonight? I know you have another part of your life, I'm not happy with that but it's my fault I pushed you away so I'm not gonna force your hand." He looked at me as if to say he was begging.
"No. Tonight I'm all yours." I smiled.
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Where the Heart Lies
RomanceOverworked, underappreciated and seriously lacking in the love/sex department. That was Rachelle's life until a simple phone call involuntarily set in motion a chain of events. For underneath those layers of dull and boring there was a wild, dangero...