day1 love

chapter 10* the princess treatment

The rest of the weekend flew by and before I knew it, it was Sunday evening.

We had spent almost all weekend catching up, playing games and music, sexing so much that I actually needed a rest from it I was so sore.

Not that I'd ever admit it to him.
As many times as he wanted it, wherever he wanted it, and whatever position he wanted it in, I was happy to oblige!

Not to brag on it, okay, yes I am, but he was nowhere near little and knew how to use it.

The ex asshole, yeah...not at all.

On top of being abusive, a drug and alcohol abuser, he held no job (unless working my nerves counted!) he was also not packing and wack as hell in bed.

I really do not know what I was thinking for staying as long as I did or putting up with it for a fraction of a second.

Sammy and I just snuggled, watching a movie and all of a sudden I wanted it yet again.
Fuck being sore, that's what Epsom salts were made for right?

I climbed into his lap and began kissing his neck while grinding my pelvic area slowly

He stilled my hips and told me to stop, because he knew, without me saying it, that I probably wouldn't be able to enjoy it.

"Yo, lil bit," he grinned wolfishly at me, desire evident in his face, as he said seriously, "We ain't gotta do this. I know you gotta be sore.
If it ain't gonna be good for both of us, then I can wait"

That had me rolling my eyes, as I could feel his evident desire underneath me.

He pulled in a breath
Said with warning in his tone, "Did you just roll your eyes at me?"

I grinned at him, waggled my eyebrows, and mouthed off, "maybe I did, what you gonna do bout it?"

He looked incredulous, his grip tightened on me, not hurting me at all, and warned me with a look, that if I didn't stop I wouldn't be able to walk.

"Spicy huh, lucky for you that shit turns me on" he said standing up, with me still on his lap.
He carried me towards the steps kissing me.

I broke the kiss and slid my lips to just behind his ear, licked the area, then blew lightly upon it.
"Oh, alright, now you in for it!
See I was trying to at least get a bed under you, but the wall right here will have to do" there was laughter in his eyes but he stilled anyway, waiting for me to either back down, or proceed with the plan.

"Psssh, so what are ya waiting for Daddy, I don't care where you give it, just get it!"
I laughingly said to him, adding, I don't run from the dick."

He chucked low in my ear.
It gave me the shivers

"Alright now, you remember you started this, kid!"
I whispered back hotly, "bring it then!"

He placed me without force up against the wall between the stairs and front door.
We continued the sexual foreplay, him kissing my neck and sliding his jeans and boxers down, while raising the too long on me, (another of his) tee shirt I was wearing up.
Discovered I wasn't wearing anything under it.

I held on to his strong shoulders and moaned softly, scratching his back tatt lightly with my nails.

He braced his hands on either side of me on the wall, leaned his forehead to mine and rested it there saying,
"Uhh, oh see, now you in trouble, why you playing with me like this, huh?" in a velvety tone, his eyes looked as dark as I think I'd ever seen them.

"Ah, stop you know you love it!" I said defiantly, still refusing to back down.

"I seem to remember you like variety. For me to switch it up, so that every time is a memory you can't ever forget"
He grinned and said "you always was a smart chic though, and that's why I fuck with you."