Breaking All The Rules

Chapter 4

I sat listening to Jerome vent for hours about the possibility of losing his dad and the pressure he felt being the most successful of all his siblings. It was refreshing to see that he was human and had real worries. I wasn't sure why he'd chosen to confide in me out of all the people in the world, but I admit I was happy that he did. His issues made the news that I had learned about Ryan minuscule in comparison. "Thank you for lending me an ear he said. I'm sure that I've talked your head off." Though the conversation was quite long I enjoyed listening to him. I continued to stroke his head as he stared up into my eyes. I could tell there was something he wanted to say, but he wasn't sure how. He took a deep breath and asked the question I'd dreaded for months. "Why did we stop talking? What happened?I could tell that he was confused and interested in my answer. Rejection wasn't a pill that was easy for me to digest. I would rather hurt myself before giving anyone the opportunity to hurt me. I sighed. It's complicated I said to him hoping he'd just take that as an answer and not push for me to elaborate more. His facial expression illustrated even more confusion than the last time. I could tell that we'd have to have a more in-depth talk and that I'd have to admit some truths about myself that I'd longed to avoid. I sighed heavily and began to explain. The night at the bar I spotted you before you'd seen me and there was a blonde woman that was all over you. I thought she might've been your girlfriend so I backed off. I probably should've asked but I chose not to. He sat up on the couch and shook his head at me disappointedly. "So you assumed that I was playing you he said. I had no real justification to react or treat him the way that I did, but I'd heard the tales of the athletes and beautiful guys who were just after sex from women and who would dog them out once they got what they wanted. I couldn't prove that he was that guy, but most jocks were so I'd assumed he would be too despite him giving me no indications. "I'm not sure that you want the real answer to that question I responded." Although I'd still felt that I'd made the right decision another part of me was disappointed in myself for jumping to conclusions. Listen I'm so sorry but ...I didn't get to say much more. My lips were greeted by his. They were just as soft and as tender as I remembered. I was confused but there was no way I'd stop to question what was happening. My body longed for a man's touch  and seeing that Ryan moved on fueled the thought that this was right. I needed to move on. I pulled him in closer each kiss more passionate than the last. I climbed on top of him maintaining our locked lips. I began to remove his shirt buttons as his kisses moved to my neck. I slowly began to grind my hips on my pelvis exciting my sleeping clitoris. He opened up my robe and removed pajamas that I wore underneath. He pulled me closer and began to suck my nipples. I quietly moaned before starting to unbuckle his pants. He lifted his bottom up off of the couch as I stripped him down to his boxers. They were black and silky. I placed my hand inside of the hole and began to stroke his penis up and down. His excitement aroused me. He closed his eyes and rested his head back on the couch and moaned. I pulled my panties to the side and mounted myself on top of his large hard black penis. It was unlike the routine sex Ryan and I had; this felt fun and exciting. He placed his hands on my hips and bounced me up and down. Making love to him was heaven. He started off slowly and then gradually he gave it to me harder and deeper. It felt soooo good. We went at it for awhile until finally he climaxed inside of me. We both slightly smiled at one another in satisfaction. We had been so caught up in the moment we'd never considered protection. Jerome and I showered and got cleaned up. I made him a light breakfast and then he went back to the hospital to be with his dad. I didn't think I'd go there with him but it was definitely the distraction I needed to help relieve my pain that night. Although I didn't know what our relationship would become I did realize that our relationship wouldn't be the same. My heart fluttered like a school girl and for the first time in a long time I was excited about a man again. Later that morning I got a call from Jerome. He was supposed to be attending a charity event that night and asked me if I'd accompany him. Initially I'd said no because I didn't know what to wear to such a place but he'd assured me everything would be taken care. About an hour after we spoke a car pulled up to pick me up. Jerome had arranged for me to go shopping, get my hair done, make up done and nails done. I was in shock no one had ever done anything like for me. I ran out of the house in my sweat pants and t shirt ready to be transformed from the ugly duckling into Cinderella. We pulled up to a private studio where I was greeted by Aubrey ,the studio owner. At first I was nervous but she assured me everything would be ok and gave me a glass of champagne to ease my anxiety. I must say the girls did great work. They dressed me a dark red satin gown that enhanced my curves and decked me out with diamond earrings, bracelet, and necklace. They straightened my Afro hair and slightly flipped the ends. My shoes were a sparkly silver that resembled the diamonds I wore. It was surreal like something I'd see in a magazine. After being pampered the car picked me up and brought me to the event where I found Jerome outside waiting for me. He was dressed in a black suit with a dark red dress shirt to compliment my dress. We looked damn good together. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and we began to stroll down the red carpet together hand and hand as he completed interviews. I felt like I was living in a dream that I didn't want to wake up from . I accompanied him down the red carpet not saying a word ,just being his arm candy for the night and that was perfectly fine with me. When inside we were seated with other football players and their wives. I've heard football wives could be a bit catty and snobbish. They weren't easily welcoming to newcomers like girlfriends because they felt like girlfriends come and go, but my situation was different we hadn't put a title on what we were. I had no idea who I was to him or who he was to me. I tried not to let my thoughts ran away and instead focused on the event. The media does a great job of making the viewers at home feel like oh my god you've gotten be here, but to be quite honest it was quite boring. We walked around mingling with the guests. It was quite routine until one of the guests asked Jerome "and who is this beautiful young lady we have her?" Although I didn't anticipate the question I was curious to know what his response would he. I looked away trying to hide my face when he responded "where are my manners this is my girlfriend, Alyssa. My heart fluttered. It had been a long time since a man claimed me as his own. I went along with it and shock hands and greeted the guests. My mind wondered if he was serious or if this was apart of the act for the night, but I didn't dare to offend him by questioning his response . After the event we went back to Jerome's place and cuddled up together in his California king talking and laughing all night getting to know more about each other. The more I learned him the more I loved. I could feel my guard letting itself down. I could see myself breaking all of my rules for him.