Diary of a Sociopath

Chapter 23- New Beginnings

Never in my life had I been nervous for a woman-but with Ava, I felt like a schoolboy. I blushed each time she would look at me and even giggle if she spoke to me. At least, it was how I saw it. But in reality, I knew I kept a composure that she could understand-I was just terrified if she ever found out my true desires-other than her.

"I thought we could do the new Chinese place and then catch a movie?" She asked as she emerged from the house looking more gorgeous then ever. Her hair had a slight wave and she appeared healthier than before-not so slender. She had a light in her eyes that I hadn't seen in over a year and this feeling was euphoric-better than sex even. Slowly, I enjoyed the drive with her until we arrived at the restaurant and ate delicious cuisine before getting back in the car.

"I find this useless." She told me as the car got half way to the theater. My attention varied between her and the road as we spoke.

"Doing this. People go on dates to see if they like each other-to see if they want another one. I already know my feelings for you-and I just...I want to get back to how we used to be..." She said as she brushed a long strand behind her ear before turning fully to me. Her head rested on the headrest as her gaze was in my direction.

"They also go on dates to connect."

"Do we not connect anymore?"

I smirked, unable to hide the humor I felt.

"What is funny?"

"You do not see the pull you have on me...and even with your insecurities, my feelings haven't changed."

A smile came over her face as she unbuckled her belt.

"Then what do you say we blow off the movie and go back to the house to have a drink?"

"Sounds good." I said, imagining the fireplace and her company along with a nice bottle of wine or even beer-anything sounded good. Expecting a sweet moment, I was surprised to be pulled into the house. My jacket was removed before I had the chance to fully close the door. I realized then, I didn't want to walk away again-and I gave in. Swinging my arms around her, I kicked the door shut and placed her against the closest wall before she turned me and placed my back against it. Standing on the tips of her toes, her soft lips gently touched my neck as my fingers prodded her waist, digging deeper and deeper as she then slid her tongue against my skin. Eventually, I pulled her lips to mine and lifted her so I could move her easier. I moved towards the couch before she then straddled me on the couch. I removed her jacket quickly before tossing it behind me, hearing it slide on the floor. My fingers ran up her back to the line of her neck where I gently rested my fingers, pulling her head back so I could kiss her neck.

"I missed you." She said into my ear as I returned to comment, in a heavy whimper as her fingers pulled at my belt. Expecting the moment to be solidified at that moment, I was surprised to find her walk towards the kitchen.

"I have thought of this so many times..." She said as she bit her bottom lip.

I brought my finger to her lip, pulling it free from her teeth before she pulled me into her and I tossed her onto the table, sending kisses up and down her body. Eventually, we were both down to our undergarments until she relieved her bosoms of the bra and allowed me to knead and tease them. Sliding my tongue on each freshly exposed section, I ended by her thigh, teasing just enough to drive her crazy.

"I need you." She begged as my kisses turned into soft bites. "Now." She demanded as she pulled me into her-and I became her slave. I fell into her the same way you do a drug-first to escape, and then as a necessity.