Falling For The Bad Guy.

Chapter Three

Walking into his apartment, I notice that everything is placed so precisely. Everything is neat. When he goes into the kitchen and offers me a drink, I ask for water. Accepting the water and sitting down together, I feel an urge of temptation. An urge to straddle him and rock my body against his. While I'm daydreaming, he wraps his arm around me. "Is this okay? This whole thing, me bringing you back here, is that alright with you?" He asks, warmly. "Yes. It's great." When he turns on the television, Fifty Shades Of Grey comes on. The scene is all to explicit, and I feel my hot cheeks turn red. I look over at him and bite my lip. All of it is moving fast, but I've never liked to go slow. "Do you like this?" He questions my flutter. I take his hand and put it on my thigh. Truthfully, I had never slept with anyone on the first date. But this was intense. His touch sent a shock of electricity down my spine. "Oh." He says, sliding his hand up my thigh. "Yeah." I say, shaking my head. When he gets up, I stand up in front of him and grab his belt. He groans as he picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist. This ultimate craving of each other in this moment is the best feeling I've ever felt. His mouth explores mine, and it's when I feel his tongue against mine that I know this is going to be a great night. Carrying me into his bedroom, he throws me onto the bed. He rips the fabric of my dress off of me and I writhe under his touch. When he takes off his shirt, I see his amazing body. His arms are muscular and his chest is defined. He takes off his pants and leaves his boxers on. He puts his body on top of mine and playfully touches my breast. It's when he teases me that I roll over on top of him. He likes this action, I could feel it below me. I take off his underwear and grab his erection. When he slides into me, I'm fascinated with how big it is. Drawing circles with my hips and moving slowly, I know I'm torturing him. He pushes me back and pounces on top of me, thrusting into me. Within minutes, he finds my spot and we release together. We fall back onto the bed and I say, "Oh my god." I had only been with two other men, but they didn't compare to him in any way. The way his arms grabbed me, the way he threw me onto the bed, the way he pounded into me over and over again is something I wouldn't be able to get enough of. "We should do this again. We should do this all the time." He says, out of breath. "Next time, let's do it somewhere else." I beg. Sex with him is mind blowing, but sex with him in a place we shouldn't be doing it could be captivating. I get up from his bed and ask for clothes. He laughs as he sees me pick up my ripped dress. He throws me a black shirt and black pants, but I decide to stay in my underwear, only putting
the shirt on. He licks his lips as he watches me dress. "Do you want something to eat?" He asks. "Yes, food would be nice right now." He looks down at the floor smirking as he puts his pants on. "Please don't put a shirt on." I beg. He shouldn't cover up those abs. "Okay then." He smiles, walking out of the bedroom. He prepares two grilled cheeses. "Eat up." He says, putting the plate on the counter. I moan biting into food, a habit I do when something tastes incredibly good. "Better than sex?" He jokes. "Better than regular sex, but not sex with you." I laugh. When he gets a phone call and picks up, I begin to worry. His tone becomes more panicked with every thing the person on the other line says. "Yeah yeah, I'll go." He says, hanging up. He comes over and puts his hands on my thigh. "I really wanted you to stay. But they need me back at the precinct. I'll call you tomorrow." He says, kissing me. "No problem." I smile. Leaving his apartment in his shirt and sweatpants, I feel overwhelmed with passion and achievement. I got to sleep with one of the sexiest guys I've ever laid my eyes upon. This could be an ongoing thing. Sex and nothing more. Just crazy, wild, and fun nights. Next time, I hope he's wearing his uniform.
Those were my thoughts after the first night I got a taste of what being with James was like. I thought he was someone he isn't. A mistake that would lead me down a path I never could of expected. The lies behind the phone call, and the lies behind his words, would quickly unravel into a state of damage. I would soon find out that everything James touched turned into pure evil. Everything James spoke was a lie and everything he did was a sinister truth.