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| I just need to get some shoes and I�m ready to go, he thought. He came out of the closet with a duffel bag and saw her bent over the nightstand. She only had on his jersey and she wasn�t wearing any underwear. Damn, he shook his head, what am I leaving? No, forget it, it�s not about the sex. I can get fucked good by a lot of women and not have to worry about the bullshit afterwards. Why can�t she just go with the flow? Stop making everything a big deal? He�s so inconsiderate. Why can�t he just be a little more understanding of her feelings instead of downplaying them like they didn�t matter? You would think I was asking him to be Cyrano de Bergerac or something? She laughed, I can only imagine if I told him that the kind of the �what the fuck� look I would get, she thought. She turned around to see him staring at her with that look and it sent her over the edge. �What? What the hell are you looking at?� Damn him, she thought, as she noticed his eyes were still on her legs. He probably hadn�t heard a word I said, �So�what Nick? I�m good enough to fuck but not good enough to talk to?� She walked over to him and ripped the jersey off. Fine one minute and psycho the next, he thought. This is crazy. God, I want her. Yeah, I want you. Don�t I always? Why does that have to be a bad thing? Women are so damn sensitive. If you look at them like they are sexy then you are looking at them like they are a piece of meat. But, God forbid a woman doesn�t get attention from a man, then her damn self-esteem goes down the drain. If you are going to put it in my face, I�m sure as hell going to take it. I don�t know what I was thinking, she thought, as she stood before him completely naked. The look in his eyes, the thin line his mouth made. She was beginning to second-guess her impulsive act. He reached for her and she flinched, not exactly sure why, but she wasn�t exactly sure what he was going to do either, �You�re good enough for both but right now I just want one.� Yes, she was good enough to talk to, he thought, but that�s the last thing on my mind. I noticed the look on her face as I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards me. I�m not sure what it was all about, I�ve never raised my hand to her and it�s the last thing I wanted to do now. This was the last time he was going to have sex with her and all he wanted was for it to be great. Good enough for both but�what? What the hell was he talking about, she thought. As he pulled me towards him I couldn�t help but notice his eyes were so intense but for some reason, everything seemed to be ok. This would be the moment where they started over, a new beginning. As he kissed her, her mouth opened and accepted his tongue. His hands were everywhere and so were hers. His hands fell to her butt and squeezed. Hmm damn, she feels so good, he thought. Her hands fell to his pants and she unbuckled them. One of the things he liked about her was he didn�t know what mood she would be in from day to day. Some days she was aggressive, others she was submissive and shy. Neither was an act; that was just the way she was. His eyes opened as she moaned into his mouth. They struggled with his clothes and didn�t stop until he was naked like she was. He walked her back until they collapsed on the bed. His fingers ran down her body and began to rub her. Damn, he thought, as he felt her, she is definitely ready. He was like this sometimes, she thought, as his mouth left hers and attached on to her neck. He could get carried away and forget to take his time with her. Some times she loved quick and wild but the majority of the time it was all about slow and easy. She ran her fingers through his hair as he nipped on her neck and she could hear him moan. She knew how much he loved that. She rolled them over; figuring the only way it would happen at her pace was if she took control. She began to slide down his body and her mouth stopped at his chest and she looked up at him and returned the smile he was giving her before she licked his nipple. God she knows exactly what I like, I am definitely going to miss that about her. Sex with her was so good now. It wasn�t always so mind-blowing. She was very shy at first and it took a while for her to feel comfortable enough to tell him what she wanted. Hell, she wouldn�t even make noise in the beginning, now he would have to cover her mouth when they were in hotels. She had definitely opened up and had become a lot more experimental. Damn, he thought, as she continued to lick on his nipples. He looked down at her and couldn�t help but smile. He didn�t know why he felt the urge to smile, but things just seemed so nice. This was definitely the best breakup he had ever had. His breath caught in his throat as she kissed down the middle of his body and didn�t stop until her face was even with the part of his body that wanted her most. She was being so patient and slow, he thought, and all I want to do is fuck her. Home Same Difference Part 5 |
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