He really would have preferred if they went almost anywhere but back to the house but she had a roommate so it just wasn�t possible.
�Nice house. Is it yours?� She asked as she twirled around in a 360-degree spin.
�No, its rented.�
She admired the house but it didn�t enter his mind to play tour guide.
�This way.�
He wanted to get her into the bedroom before anyone else came home. She followed him and he held the door open until she entered the room.
�Nice.�
She faced him as he walked further into the room.
�Would you like something to drink or anything?�
She shook her head. She was attractive to say the least. Hell, she was hot. Her smoldering brown eyes conveyed her desire to have sex. He may have had plenty of experience with women but the one thing he hadn�t mastered was initiating the intimacy with a one-night stand. Letting them make the first move always seemed to work better for him.
�I saw when you arrived on Monday; and I saw you yesterday too.�
�What made you approach me tonight?� He asked as he sat on the bed. He hoped she would follow, making it easier for the next step to occur.
�We leave tomorrow.�
�Oh, never to see me again; nothing to lose.�
She nodded. Sometimes he wondered about himself. He was Derek Jeter; he didn�t always think that arrogant way but 99% of the time he always got what he wanted. She made the advances; there was no need for him to be nervous at this moment; it was obvious what she wanted and she wanted him to give it to her.
She sat next to him and his hand ran through her dark brown hair. They leaned in and the kiss was on. Aggressive was her style but it wasn�t overbearing. It was the way a one-night stand was supposed to act.
She leaned back taking him with her. As they went down he kept her from rolling him on top of her. Instead he opted to lie beside her so her entire body was exposed to his roaming hand.
Her thin top looked like lingerie and his hand glided swiftly over her breast. She turned her head and he was left with her neck as she moaned out to him.
�Oh Derek, that�s feels good.� There were no better words that ever filled his ears. He had to remove his mouth from her neck; he could taste the alcohol of her perfume. Back to her mouth while his hand worked the button and zipper of her tight jeans.
�I want you.� She breathlessly called out. Unlike others, that was his favorite three-word sentence.
He removed himself from her grasp and the bed and undressed as she did the same. Her breasts were fake nut they weren�t too obnoxious. There was still a soft feminine appearance to them. To be honest, it was better than flabby ones that were headed towards the ground.
He grabbed a condom out of his wallet and joined her on the bed. She watched him while he stood on his knees and put the condom on.
She made room for him and he entered her immediately, kissing her, running his hands through her hair and feeling good.
**
Lisa�s flight was for the early afternoon and she and Derek lounged around in his room until it was time for her to go. He led her out of the bedroom and they sat on the couch. He offered to give her a ride but her friend was on her way.
Sean, Jack and Maleeyah were all sitting in the kitchen. The guys were eating and she was drinking from a bottle of water.
�Hey guys.�
�Hey.�
�Hey man.�
�Hi.� Maleeyah�s greeting of the morning was accompanied by a glace at Lisa. It didn�t bother him that Sean and Jack saw him with Lisa but for another woman seeing him was different; even though there was nothing between Maleeyah and him. It was like proper etiquette or something.
�Jack this is Lisa. Lisa, that�s Jack.� He said as Jack waved.
They both nodded and greeted each other.
�Would you like something to eat or drink?� He softly asked her.
�Maybe a little juice.�
He stood up and entered the kitchen. As he went into the kitchen Maleeyah got up and walked off. He noticed her little gray shorts. He wanted to keep looking but he couldn�t do that, he�d just come out of his room with another woman. He might have been a pig but he wasn�t flamboyant with it.
**
He went back in the house after walking Lisa to her car. He wasn�t a total slime ball, besides he didn�t want to be Kobe Bryant. He had trained himself not to spend too much time alone with women. The only time he spent alone with Lisa was on the car ride to the house. He made a phone call and Sean met him back there.
Maleeyah came out, still in her little gray shorts.
�Did you eat already?�
�No.�
�You feel like going to get some breakfast?�
She turned around. �I have to get dressed first.�
�Oh, I thought you were.�
Laughing she shook her head, �No, I slept in this.�
�You always go to bed like you�re dressed and ready to go?�
�No, I usually just sleep in a shirt but I�m in a house full of men with apparently high sex drives.� She smiled at him expressively.
He was partly embarrassed and partly relieved she wasn�t on the some high moral pedestal looking down at him with condemnation.
�Well you know a man is a man.�
�No, that�s dogs and pigs wasn�t it?� She said, bringing one of their previous conversations.
�Just go get dressed. And make it under two hours we don�t have all day.�
�Mr. Jeter are you implying that I take a long time to get ready? That�s very stereotypical.�
�Well, stereotypes come about for a reason.�
�Says the black overpaid oversexed professional athlete.�
�Touch�.�
�And what about you? I have a feeling you take just as much time as a woman. You look like the mirror is your best friend.�
�It only takes me ten minutes.�
She smiled seductively at him, �I wouldn�t brag if I were you.� Before he could wipe the shock off his face she was bouncing out of the room.
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