It's my first date since the breakup, and my ex is standing in front of me, he looks shocked as if he had seen a ghost. I hadn't seen him since we broke up but that didn't mean I wanted to speak with him now on my first date of all places. He opens his mouth to say something but I quickly turn and link arms with Eric to step out of the elevator, I lift my chin and smile in front of me, Eric politely says, "Excuse me." I'm glad I didn't speak, I almost felt like throwing up but I refused to look back, he didn't deserve it, he got the last glance when we broke up when I pleaded with him not to do it, to not leave, not break me, but he did and no man deserves a moment of your time after they've wasted it, not even for a moment of eye contact.
We walked through a set of double doors into the restaurant, I'd never been here before, mainly because I'd been on the waitlist since they opened six months ago. What I didn't expect was that the entire restaurant was empty. It was beautiful though, the carpet looked as if no one had stepped on it, and two bars sat on both sides, but what was the most entrancing was the 360 view overlooking the entire city, no walls, just windows. The host greeted us by name, we followed which led us to a table next to one of the enormous windows.
After Eric had placed our drink order, I finally had a chance to speak, "So how did you manage to not only get us a table but the entire restaurant?" He smirked, "Well let's just say I know the owner and I'm good for it." "You know John Swayze?" Okay, close your mouth before you start drooling again, "Yes, we worked business together," "You sure are lucky then that he let you have the entire place to yourself."
"Yes, I am," he says this as if he's not talking about the restaurant or the owner.
The night went on, and the conversation turned in much later than expected, the food came and it was phenomenal, the best steak I had in my entire life, then the check came and went but we were still at the table, I checked my phone, "It's 9:30," I said confused about how much time had passed, "Oh do you have to get back?" He said with concern, "Ya, it's just I have an early meeting tomorrow morning, and I don't want to go in with baggy eyes." We stood, "Of course," heading towards the elevator Eric grabbed my hand, it felt odd, his hands were much bigger than mine, but it was comfortable all the same.
After we got into the car a few minutes of silence went by before I eventually dozed off, I was so tired I didn't realize I slept the entire car ride, by the time I woke up Eric had stopped the car in my driveway. "Sorry, I must've dozed off," he replied, "Well it wouldn't have been too hard to notice except for your loud snoring." I gasped, "I do NOT snore." He laughed, "Ya okay, let me walk you to your door."
"I had an amazing time tonight," he said when we reached the patio, "I did too, for the first time in a long time." He grabbed the side of my face and pulled me in for a kiss, then another one, and another, until he had me pinned against my front door. Eric stopped to look at me, up and down until he landed on my eyes, "What?" the silence was almost deafening, "I want to destroy you so you can't walk into your meeting in the morning." His face was stern, he meant it, my legs began to buckle, okay think rationally. Hmmm, "I could always call and meet them in the afternoon...?" Okay so not rationally, but come on.
He kissed me once, "If that's what you want," I turned and unlocked my door, I then turned back and looked him in the eyes again, "You're what I want." We walked in and Eric asked where the bathroom was, "Down the hall to the left," before I knew it he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, "What are you -," I was cut off when he smacked my ass before heading towards the bathroom, hmm the cleaning process again. This time, however, he started the shower, instead of the bathtub, he started taking off his clothes and I honestly can say I could never get tired of watching him get undressed. He gets in while I'm taking off my makeup, eventually, I undress and step in with him.
His hair was already wet, droplets formed everywhere on his body as he stepped back from the shower head so I could get underneath the running water. I tipped my head back so the water could stream down my face when I felt his hands on my body. They weren't slippery with soap like they usually are, he's caressing me. His hand eventually goes over my clit where he starts in circular motions, a light moan escapes my mouth and I stepped forward so I wouldn't be drowning in the water. His fingers eventually go inside of me, and his mouth finds one of my nipples, I look down and he's smiling as he's kissing my body. Completely in a trance with my body.
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It's Not Love
Short StoryEmma is single, has her mind made up about men, and has given up on love from her past. But when a man she knows nothing about comes into the picture, she doesn't realize how much he knows about her, and how little she knows of him. This is my firs...