Yearning

I'm a barren waste of a person. I feel so empty inside. I feel yearning. But for what I don't know. Shoes? No. Clothes? No. Jewelry? No. Food? Maybe later. Sex? Yes. No. I don't know. I lay on the King sized bed, that I share with my boyfriend, in my underwear thinking about my yearning. Trying to find what I want. I start to stare out the window of the 4th story apartment building and look. Looking at nothing in particular, just looking. Yearning, for something. I am cut from the trance as I hear the front door open and I hear keys cling against the counter. How long have I been staring out the window? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Suddenly through the open bedroom door I see the smiling face of my love. He's always so happy. He greets me and comes to the bed and gives me a kiss. "What's wrong babe?" He asks, his smiling face turning into a concerned one. "I don't know. Guess it's just an off day." I say back in monotone looking back to the window. I hear him let out a sigh and the bed shift. "Well, I guess we better do something about that then. How bout we go out tonight? Just the two of us." I turn back towards him and sit on the edge of the bed to see him standing and smiling yet again. I let out a sigh, "I guess." I say and tilt my head towards the floor. "Hey," he says as he tilts up my head with two of his fingers to look him in the eyes, "cheer up, it'll be fine." He says as he bends down and gives me a deep kiss on the lips. As he pulls away and leaves the room to get ready I realize what I was yearning for. His touch, his feel, his lips, his-, everything. I wanted him. No. I needed him. The more I thought about it the more I felt the yearning. The more I felt antsy. I needed more. How to get more is the question. In the 9 months that we have dated sex has never come up between us. There have been instances where Dave would get a little feely, but not sexually, during cuddling but he would just stop. I guess he just not ready for that type of thing.

Later at the restaurant

Dave decided to take me to decently nice restaurant. It wasn't like red robin but it wasn't like 3 separate forks nice, it was just right. My short black dress, that showed a decent amount of cleavage, may have caught the attention of the waiter. I didn't notice until dave started to pull me closer to him in the booth whenever the waiter appeared. I don't know why Dave was so worried, the waiter was nothing compared to him. Anyone could see that. I guess I didn't realize I was getting "too friendly" with the waiter because by the end of dinner Dave was quiet and his smile had been replaced with a scowl. "Dave?" I said as he was paying the check. He didn't respond he just paid it and forcefully grabbed my hand and started to pull me to the car. I let out a slight squeal out of pain but that was it. I was struggling to keep up in my wedges as he walked faster. "David slow down I can't walk that fast in these shoes." He let out a grunt and picked me up and carried me on his shoulder. I let out an eek and looked to see where we were going, but the only thing I could see was his butt. It was a good butt, mind you, but I was still wondering where he was taking me. Suddenly I heard the car door open and he put me in my seat of his mustang and closed the door. He got into the drivers side and started the car. I didn't say a word worried Dave was mad at me. He started to pull out and I reached to turn on the radio, to ease the tension, but he slapped my hand away and he turned it back off. I decided it was best the keep quiet. Once we got onto the road was a different story. Dave started to speed, very fast. He was running red lights, passing vehicles, rolling through stop sign. Luckily it was late at night so there were practically no cars on the road. "Dave?" No response. "David slow down." No response. "David Escamilla slow down before you kill someone!" I said his time more loud looking straight at him. He didn't even glance my way when he said "Shut up." Ive never had David talk to me like that. I sunk into my seat worried of what would either happen on this road, or at home.

We arrived at the apartment building, luckily without any injuries, and we made our way up the floors to our room. As I stood in front of our door to unlock it I felt Dave's presence very close to mine. I could feel his hot breath on my skin. He was so close, it was like he intentionally was that close. My breathing hitched and I dropped the keys as I felt his hot breath get closer and stop at my ear. I bent down to get the keys, but Dave was faster, he snatched them up before I could and he got in front of me and started to unlock the door. He opened the door and stepped into the dark apartment. I let out a sigh and walked in. Not even 2 feet in apartment Dave closed the door and closed me in trapping me between him and it and he started attacking my face. His kisses became sloppy as he started to move down to my neck. I started to moan as he hit a sweet spot. I tried to wrap my arms around his neck to bring him closer, but he grabbed my wrists with one hand and held them above my head. Dave started to mumble something into my neck but I couldn't understand him. "Dave. Mm. Babe. I can't understand. Mm. What you're saying." I tried to say through moans. I think he understood me because he stopped kissing my neck, most likely leaving multiple marks all along it, and releasing his grip on my wrists. Before I could say anything Dave threw my over his shoulder again, but this time he slapped my ass. I let out a light eep not expecting it. I couldn't see where we were going, but I didn't question it. Within seconds he threw my down and I landed on our bed. As I lay there staring up at Dave in lust I see a new side of him. He starts to undo his belt and I eagerly sit up and try and help him get his pants off faster, but he stops once I do this. He uses his hand to sit me back down on the bed and all he says is "stay." And I obey. He starts to take off his belt as I sit there as he commanded. "Hold out your hands." He now says. I do as he says, but apparently I did it wrong because he pulls my hands towards him in an eager manner. He starts to wrap his belt around my wrists, trapping them. Then he takes my belt tied hands and ties it to the bed post so I'm stuck laying down on the bed. He stands up and starts to pace in front of me. "You know what you did tonight was very wrong. Flirting with that waiter. Dr-" I started to cut him off "I wasn't flirting with him!" This earned me a pull on my belt handcuffs. "Don't interrupt me while I'm talking. Anyways. Flirting with that waiter. Dressing like a whore. Dressing like a very very sexy whore. I thought you were faithful to me." He said as he licked his lips. "I guess I'll just have to teach you a lesson." I gulped as I saw his eyes cloud over as he took off his shirt in a swift motion revealing his abs. He stated to crawl on the bed over me inching closer and closer to my face. He stopped right before my face and looked my cleavage revealing dress. He hadn't said anything, all he did was rip the fabric to the dress wide open so he could see my breasts full on. "No bra? Wow were you expecting something from that waiter?" He said as he played with one of my nipples making it hard. "No! Th-" I couldn't finish my sentence before I heard more of the dress rip. I looked at Dave to see him working his way farther down my dress. He ripped open the bottom part of my dress to reveal my black laced panties. They were cute they had little bows on them. "And this underwear too? You were expecting to get some with that waiter." Dave said and ripped my panties off just leaving me naked on the sheets with my hands tied to the bed post. "There. Now you're ready." Dave said. "Ready for what?" I said slightly scared. "Ready to be claimed as mine." I gulped as he started to take off his pants only leaving him in his boxers. I started to fidget once he put his hands on the sides of his boxers. But suddenly he stopped, he took his hands off his boxers placed them on my legs and looked straight into my eyes. "If you don't stop fidgeting," Dave started, "then you won't get anything." I nodded and stopped moving as he stood back up and took off his boxers revealing his erect cock. It was huge and it made me wonder how I never noticed how big he was, after all he slept in his boxers. Dave grabbed my waist and picked it up lining himself up at my entrance, but before he did he spoke. "I'm not using a condom so you're gonna have to take the pill in the morning." Before I could respond he slammed his massive length into me. I gasped and tilted my head back in ecstasy. I felt him inside me, but he wasn't moving. Then I felt a kiss on my stomach. He started to kiss up my stomach and slowly thrust at the same time. Once he got up to my breasts he paused for a second and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned in pleasure from his mouth and his dick, now thrusting faster, inside me. He slowly move away from my nipples back up my neck, still kissing, and to my face. With each thrust he was going faster faster, picking up speed and force. He stopped once again once his face was in front of mine. He just looked at me and smiled his cute smile and said "Hi." I smiled back and said "Hi." He started laughed a little and started to kiss me softer, building up aggression. Soon I felt my wrists being released from his belt handcuffs. I placed my hands around Dave's neck pulling him closer as he started to thrust into me again. Faster and harder. I was a moaning mess trying to keep kissing Dave. Soon his thrusts became sloppy and I felt him release into me.

I guess we both fell asleep after that because I woke up naked trapped by a naked Dave snuggling me. I turned around and faced him to find him awake. I looked at him, smiled, and said, "Hi." He smiled back and said "Hi." We both laughed and I kissed him. "I'm sorry about last night" Dave started to say after the kiss. "I just got really jealous with the waiter flirting with you and I guess I got paranoid an-" he started rambling so I put a finger up to his mouth to shush him. "Dave, it's fine. Really. I get it." He smiled and said "Really?" "Yes really. And to be honest I wouldn't mind you being jealous again." We both laugh. "Although there is one thing." I started to say. "And what's that?" Dave said kind of worried. "I happened to like that dress and panties you happened to rip last night." I said as I glared at him. "I'll buy you a new one?"