The Blanket Baby

Chapter 12 - Derrick

I'm warning you... 💦💦
^there, I warned you.

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He reexamined the footage over a dozen times, and still couldn't intake anything. Why? He was harbouring a massive cock-swelling distraction: Athena. Normally, an erection never bothers him; he either doesn't notice it, beats one out or find a willing woman for a quick fuck. Simple, right? It won't work now. Ever since kissing Athena on the day of the break-in, the only things traveling through his mind are her lips and softness, tasting more of her, fucking her...hard. He leaned close to the laptop on the kitchen counter, elbow on top with hand supporting his chin and glowered as he absentmindedly rubbed at the length of his dick through his jeans. She's been avoiding him these past few days, Adelia has been the only one to travel between the apartments and Athena has made it her mission to switch up her routine constantly just so that he doesn't catch her unexpectedly if at all. At first, he understood her predicament: the neighbor you fought with constantly suddenly kissed you out of the blue and now you need time to process it because you don't know how to behave after that. He understood and gave her her space but now, she's taking advantage of his empathy by avoiding him completely. The thought pissed him off. He grabbed his phone...

Derrick: Come outside, we need to talk.

Thee: Fuck you, Derrick. It's late.

Derrick: Now Athena.

He would usually laugh at their banter or take it in a totally different direction but this is a serious matter and her flippancy at the situation is grating at him. He waited for a response but nothing happened. Throwing his phone on the counter, he marched out of his apartment and started banging on Athena's door. She opened it and came outside in ten seconds.

"What the fuck, Derrick! It's too late-!" He cut her off by roughly pressing her in to her door and harshly took her lips with his. She struggled against him beating at his chest and forearms, and he let her, every woman unwillingly blindsided by the move does. However, she was quickly losing her protest as the kiss worked its way into her system. Feeling her relax a bit in his arms, he dragged her back to his apartment, locked the door and sat her on the nearest flat surface trapping her sides with his arms. Initially , he wanted to talk but that flew out the window for him when their lips met each other again. He soon left them to trail a set of kisses across her cheek and down to her neck lingering there. Using teeth, he bit the sensitive flesh before sucking causing Athena to grab both his biceps and arch into him. He flexed at the touch, she really doesn't know how much she affects him. He sucked harder and that pulled a soft mewl from her lips instantly starting the hard throbbing of his dick.

Expertly, he found the tie of her robe and had it on the floor. Taking a quick peak, he opened the robe and found that she was wearing silk white shorts and matching thin-strapped blouse but that wasn't the main attraction: she wasn't wearing a bra so her nipples were pebbled and hard standing happily at attention. Is that a fucking nipple piercing in her left nipple? Taking a chance, he flicked the sensitive nub and heard her gasp. It fucking was a nipple ring and he groaned internally; another thing to love about her. It was like she was made for him. Gathering her up, he wrapped her legs around his waist, his hands supporting her just under the curve of her ass as they took to the couch.  Her straddling him, she looked dazed. Needing to talk and her full attention, he slapped her thigh bringing out of her stupor with a loud yelp.

Realizing her predicament, she struggled to get of his grasp but he held her firmly. "Since you won't talk to me, you listen. For years, I've been telling you that I want you and you think I'm fucking around. I don't play around with your emotions yet you have me like a fucking violin. What part of 'I want you for myself' is so hard to grasp when I say it, hell, when I fucking show it? You don't know how much I lose sleep over you." He grabbed her hand and placed it on the tent of his jeans. "This is proof enough. I only dealt with other women because you wouldn't give me the time of day. Do you know how hard it is living across from Mona Lisa looking but can't touch?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "Now tell me Athena, what do you want?"