Dire Lust 2 [Book 2]

Thirteen

Atika

I rolled over the next morning with attempts to get things back to normal. It had been a couple of days since I moved into my new place.

The house smelled new, like fresh paint.

The sheets were new and fresh. The down comforter kept me and Jared warm.

I knew that he was awake. He had been tossing and turning all night for some reason. He was still in a funky mood and lying to me, saying nothing was wrong.

To make us both feel something close to normal, I sensually crawled on top of him. Between his legs was a morning wood strong enough to knock out my teeth.

I slid down on it. And as I did, our eyes met.

As I rode him, we both made soft, lustful sounds, but something was definitely different.

There was tension between us. There was no excitement in our moans. The lustful that was once there was replaced with strain and pressure similar to a couple that had been together for ten years.

I felt him losing his erection. Slowly, his erection ran out of the room, like it was a scared little boy.

I didn't give up though. Things had to get back to normal. Being with Jared had to work.

I wanted the happiness that I had felt just a few weeks ago.

I disappeared under the covers and came face to face with him.

I kept trying to get it hard again, but it wasn't working.

When I came up from underneath the covers, Jared saw the irritation on my face.

"Why you stop?"

I looked at him like he was crazy. "Because yo dick ain't hard, ugh!!"

"Get it hard then. Why you gettin so mad?"

I huffed and puffed while lying back down. "Because since when to I have to get it hard? That motherfucker usually stay hard. Whats wrong with you?"

He tried to smirk like in was the one with the problem.

"Nothing, shit. I enjoyed the head."

Overcome with frustration, I sat up and looked at him. Just like a man avoiding the issues, he grabbed me gently and attempted to pull me back on top of him.

"No. Jared, stop."

I was literally fighting back tears. Something was wrong with him.

I just knew it.

"Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing. I told you I was enjoying the head. Come back over here." Again, he reached for me, but I slapped his hand away.

"No you weren't. And I don't mean right now. I mean what's wrong with you period. You've been walking around here with a fucked up attitude like I did something to you."

"Man, I told you ain't nothing wrong with me. I'm good."

I smacked my lips. "I didn't sign up for this shit."

"Sign up for what?"

"I went from one fucked up relationship to another. We ain't even in a committed relationship and the shit done turned bad already."

"Atika, I told you I'm good."

"And I'm telling you that you're not. "

Jared tried to convince me, but i wasnt buying it. "I'm good."