Lo Siento

17

What have I done?

I look over to my left in the cage. There he was.

Resting peacefully on the fur rug he, so kindly, lay us to have sex a bit more comfortably. I had sex twice in one night.

His breathing was steady. When I look at him up close, I could see more of his features. He doesn't look retarded. Matter of fact, he knew enough things to be in control last night. Very in control. He had long, brown hair up to his shoulders. He had better bed-hair than I did. He looks peaceful. He never drugged me, choked me, or called me names during sex like "whore" or "slut". He would swear but I knew it wasn't directed at me. From just one night of sex, I felt like I learned a new character. I stayed there, lying next to him. Examining his six pack. He, too, had a slight stubble that hurt when we kissed a bit. He softly smiles in his sleep.

"You watching me sleep, creepy lady?" he speaks with his eyes closed, making me gasp. Afterwards, I just laugh quietly.

"No" I lie. I calmed down, getting my heart at a normal pace.

"Do you want me to go?" he starts to get up. To be honest, I didn't know. He would probably get in trouble if he stayed. He stands up, looking down at me smiling.

"I don't know..." I cover myself with the fur rug on the cage ground.

"Should I stay?" his voice sounded deeper. He winked and smirked at me while buckling his pants up and putting on his cap backwards. Who puts their cap on before their shirt? But I didn't mind seeing him with his shirt off.

"Depends?" I flirt back at him. For the first time, I flirted back because I wanted to. Not because I had to or was trying to escape or trick someone. I simply wanted to be with him. Something about him makes me feel safe and I haven't felt that in a long time. He threw his head back smiling in annoyance.

"Fuck, you're adorable. I don't wanna leave..." he sits back down to the left of me on the rug and kisses me. Not a "two second kiss" like Ethan, but a "thirty second kiss" which defines something. Something I have yet to discover.

He grabbed my face with his hand and pulled it towards him. He straightened himself by sitting with his legs criss crossed inviting me to sit on his lap. He grabbed me by my waist with both his hands onto his lap, pulling me closer to his body. His shirt was still off and I was still naked. He let go of our kiss. He looked into my eyes. This was a look I've never experienced before, but he seemed mesmerized. He looked at my lips while biting his. He looked back in my eyes again, smirking.

What is so wonderful about this that is making me go insane? The fact that he stopped our kiss to stare at me, making me want more of him again or the fact that this isn't Ethan?

This time, I kissed him. It was like his eyes pulled me to do so. I cupped his face in my hands. I wanted him. My hands guided up to his hair that was still messy, but tamed. His cap blocked the rest of it so I took it off and played in his hair. As my hands get lost in his hair, I could hear him let out a soft groan in our kiss. I could tell he's getting turned on. Not just the grunting but the tent under me told me, too. I didn't want to continue all the way so I hoped we'd continue making out. He started biting my lip to do something for me. At one point, I forgot whose air I was breathing. When I was near to passing out, I let go of his hair and put my hands on his chest to tell him to stop. That all happened in 30 seconds. We both gasp for air as we look at each other.

"Wow" he breaks the silence. He gets his shirt, puts it on, and leaves the cage, locking it. Before he leaves to outside of the room, I get up and run to the furthest my cage can go.