In Too Deep

10

I drop my things off on the kitchen counter and proceed to go into my fridge. After digging around through its contents I come up with the sad discovery that there is nothing there for me to eat. I sigh and shut the door behind me.

I take my phone out of my pocket and dial the oh so familiar number.

"Ricci's Pizza, how may I help you?" answers a woman.

"Hi, could I get a medium hawaiian pizza with garlic sauce and a can of coke?" I say into my phone.

I walk through the doorway and plunge into my bed.

"Delivery or pickup?" she asks.

"Delivery"

"Address?"

"66 Willow Street, unit 2, second floor, 206" I say and she says it would be on the way in a couple of minutes.

I hang up and close my eyes as I breathe in the familiar scent of my blanket.

I open my eyes after a minute and try to find the remote amongst my ruffled sheets.

I turn on the tv and change the cable into netflix. I flip through the many shows in my list.

I make an effort to sit up from my lying position after picking a show to serve as background noise. I grab a pair of shorts and a tank top as I take off my clothes.

After changing I walk to my kitchen and grab the folder containing his file. I take out my hair out of my scrunchie. I sigh and run my fingers through my dark strands.

I place the file before me on my bed as I sit down cross legged.

I open the mamilla folder and flip through the pages from the things i've already read.

"What has he been up to for the past few years?" I whisper to no one but myself.

Patient was brought in by Batman after a robbery orchestrated by the patient.

I flip further back.

Patient had been under custody at Blackgate Penitentiary for a year. Patient was charged with three counts of second degree murder, brainwashing, second degree assault and was set to live out a sentence of 25 years to life with no chance of parole. Patient escaped and had been on the run from for a year or so from the authorities.

In the time being the patient has tormented the Gotham Police Department with multiple acts of violence, defacing property, armed robbery, illegal distribution of drugs and weaponry-

There's a knock at the door that drags me out of my head. Jack has certainly kept himself busy since I last saw him.

I walk into my kitchen and grab my wallet. I take out some cash and walk to my door. I unlock it to pull it open and once I do I almost dropped my money.

A drop dead gorgeous guy stands in front of me. Pitch black hair with a piercing in his eyebrow. The red buttoned shirt with the pizzeria name isn't buttoned to the top as it should be. Instead the two bottoms are undone letting me see some ink on his skin. 

I regain my posture as his eyes connect with mine.

"Hi" I smile and lean against my doorway.

"Hi" I say back, he looks me over and I smirk.

"Take a picture. It lasts longer" I taunt him.

"I'd rather have your number" I bite my lip and move to the side. He walks in and sets my pizza down on the counter of my kitchen. I walk past him to grab a pen. I grab his arm and pull it towards me so now his body is against mine.

I write down his number before turning towards him, facing him.

He's taller than me. I'd say he's six foot something. And he smells so good.

I look up at him to see him biting his lip. I realizeI still have his wrist in my hand and I place it on my ass. His hand squeezes my cheek and I giggle.

"Is that all?" I ask, twirling a piece of my hair in between my fingers.

He licks his lip and uses his hand on my ass to bring me up against him.

"You tell me" he says and I nearly melt at the sound of his deep raspy voice. I smile and place my hand on his neck before going on the tips of my toes.

"I can feel how hard you are against me" I whisper into his ear before biting his earlobe.

"Let me help you with that" I mutter before undoing his pants. I grab his hand walk him to my bed. He sits down on the edge and I straddle his waist.

My lips meet his as my hand connects with his cheek. His mouth feels good against mine. I might just have to use him as a booty call rather than Zach....or Chris.

His hands begin to roam around my upper body.

I pull on his collar and he gets the message. He tears away from our kiss to chuck off his shirts and I'm left drooling at the revelation of tattoos. Most of them make no sense to me. He has a gun, a rose, a dagger, a wad of cash, and a skull scattered all across his torso.

My fingers glide across his skin as I look through each tattoo. I look back up
at him before joining our lips together. I don't care enough to know what they all mean. If they have a meaning to him.

His mouth kisses down my throat and I moan as he sucks on the skin of my collar bones.

I push him back and he nearly lands on my papers. The ones I left before answering the door. I completely forgot about the file.

"Do you have protection?" I ask him and he shakes his head with a laugh.

"I don't usually fuck girls when i'm delivering pizza" I roll my eyes.

"You on birth control?" he asks and I nod.

I get off his lap and open my nightstand drawer. I pull out the condom before getting back on top of the bed.

"I thought you said you were on birth control" he asks confused.

"I am. Doesn't mean I want you to come in me" there's only one person that has ever done that. My eyes flutter to the pages scattered on my bed. But one sticks out to me. The one with his face on it.

After having above average sex it's time to kick him out.

"That was.." he begins to say but I cut him off with a kiss.

"Good. Now you gotta go" I smile against his lips.

"Why?" he says sleepily. It almost makes me want to cuddle with him. I trail my fingers across his chest before nodding to the phone on the floor.

"I think your boss is calling" His eyes widen as he remembers what he was supposed to be doing instead of fucking me.

"Shit" he mumbles under his breath. He stands up from my bed and zips up his pants.

"Yeah I know I'm sorry there's just so much traffic-" he says into his phone and I laugh. I grab his shirt that lays on my pillow.

I stand up next to him and hand it to him. He grabs it with his free hand and pulls me in for a kiss.

"I'll definitely call you" he says into my ear as he walks away from me.

I smile and close the door behind him. I walk into my kitchen and grab the box of pizza. I sit down on my bed and open up the medium. Taking a bite out of the slice I change the show playing on my tv.

"I love me some free pizza"