Coffee and Cream

Dangerous Desire

                                                                                            EMRYS

The needle crashed to the table as I dropped it, I untied the rubber around the arm I'd just poked then took a drag from my sativa vape.

It was a good thing I had no plans today because I was about to get fucked up. I wet the bottom of my lip with my tongue as I poured myself a nice glass of whiskey.

I ran my fingers through my hair then crashed on the daybed on my patio. I smiled at the thought of Darcelle running her fingers through my hair.

Sweet Ladybug.

I should text her. She had been to my house now maybe she could come over if she was free. We could test out my new sex dungeon, the Red Room. I'd put everything in place. Darcelle was ready for the bigger play and my cock was rock hard just thinking how ready she was.

I had left my grape out to ferment and she had fermented to perfection. Those men could kiss her goodbye now, I don't like to share.

My bottom lip between my teeth, one leg propped up and another crossed on top of it, I excitedly sent her a text. Now I wait.

Shades over my eyes, I stared out at the crashing waves. Sometimes, i just wanted to take a few steps back, run and jump off my patio into the ocean below for the heck of it. Probably tie a heavy rock to my feet so i go all the way to the bottom.

Perhaps that'd cleanse me of my sins. I took another drag and puffed out the smoke. I was waiting to hear my phone ding so I knew she had replied to me.

I remember how I'd missed my moment with her after countless boring sex with Isabelle. Unfortunately, I wasn't the kind of guy who fucked prostitutes and i could never be too careful about who went to my college, so I couldn't have random flings unless I was out of the city. I had the type of sex I wanted but it wasn't satisfying. Because I always wanted more.

Something about being Darcelle's first, excited me. I felt like I had a sort of ownership of her. I wasn't wary of her either. She was who she was and she had her mouth shut most of the times I saw her unless she was with Nathan and even then he did most of the talking.

Ladybug had been perfect and it had been my luck to see her in the club.

To reintroduce myself in her life, I'd waited to get her alone when her sidekick wasn't with her. I didn't have her number and despite knowing I could get it if I asked anyone to get it for me, I didn't.

I didn't want anyone asking questions, sticking their noses in places they don't belong. I'd probably slice that nose right off. I also didn't want other people noticing her just because I did something as little as ask for her number. She was invisible and I loved it.

Darcelle was the prettiest girl i'd ever lay my eyes on, the hottest too. But she was a terrible actress. She had tried go pretend like she didn't know who I was.

Silly.

Everyone knew who the fuck I was, bit just in the college but in the whole damn city. I'd told her she couldn't have forgotten me since i popped her cherry, besides with the way she moaned for me, she could never forget me.

I had reminded her how many times I made her squirt and squirm. She'd blushed and asked me to shut up, go straight to the point.

I'd been super amused by her bashful reaction and her attitude. I didn't want to take her, neh... i wanted to get crazy with her. The Harley-Quinn to my joker, the Bonnie to my Clyde.

I'd asked for her number. She asked me why feigning innocence her face held a scowl but I wasn't fazed by it. Despite the arrogance and attitude she pulled off, i knew I had total control.