“Oh Curtis. It feels so good.”
“I know baby. I know. Are you ready for harder?” I ask her even as I am shifting us, so she is under me.
“Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me.” she says over and over her head rolling around the pillow. Lifting her ass in my hands I impale her over and over, the water in the tub, ice cold, but a perfect background for the force of my thrusts. “I’m coming, babe. I’m coming.” she moans.
“Me too, baby.” We scream and release together, water splashing all over the floor as we come down, our bodies still moving frantically. “Fuck, you are perfect for me.” I confess catching my breath. We heave, clinging to one another until we both start shivering. “Come on Lil Bit. Out we go.” Lifting her out of the tub, I dry us both off. Pulling a shirt from the dresser, I tell her to lift her arms so I can put it on her. I step back and take in the sight of her in my shirt with nothing else on. Jesus. I am going to spend the rest of my life in a state of arousal being married to her. Turning my head and taking a deep breath, I pull on some shorts, not bothering with a shirt. “Come on baby. Let’s go eat.”
Walking downstairs into my kitchen, I can’t help but look around and try to see everything from her viewpoint. When I found the for-sale sign in the yard of this house a year ago, I decided to buy it, knowing that it was just going to be me living it. Never in a million years did I think I would find my future. “I’m sorry. I know it’s not much.” I say shrugging my shoulders as I open the refrigerator.
“I think it’s charming, Curtis. I love quaint houses. I bet it has a lot of history.” she says her voice so sweet and cute.
“I’m not sure. I never thought about it.” I answer honestly. “You allergic to anything?” I ask her realizing we don’t really know much about one another. I turn when I hear her laugh and my heart immediately warms more. She has the most melodic laugh I have ever heard. Like a fairy sprinkling tickle dust all over you. “What’s so funny Lil Bit?”
“It just dawned on me that I know nothing about you.” she says still laughing. “But considering what we just did, it feels like I should have known you forever.”
“That’s true. How about this, while we eat, we talk, and we ask each other anything.”
“Deal. And no, I am not allergic to anything.”
“Perfect.” I scramble us some eggs, make some toast and place some juice down at the table. We spend a few minutes eating before we begin talking,
“So, Curtis, I feel like we should start with the basics. How old are you?” I start chuckling. She’s right. She knows nothing about me. I, however, can’t say the same. The three weeks I spent following her, I found out everything I could about her. I found her FB and Instagram. I had my friend at the DMV look up her old driver’s license and found out where she grew up. I know her favorite store, color and drink. I also know she has dreams of going to college but hasn’t been able to afford it.
“I am 30.” I tell her.
“Did you grow up here in Chicago?”
“I did. I grew up on Michigan Ave. I am an only child. Both of my parents died in a car crash when I was twenty and I have been alone ever since. I met Mike three years ago when he expanded his business and was looking for experienced mechanics. I had just finished UTI in Chicago and was looking for a job. He took a chance on me and the rest they say is history.” I decide to just spill it all out. It’s not like there is much to tell. I am a simple guy, living a simple life. I just need to figure out how to make it more. For her.Chapter FiveYvetteGeesh my pussy hurts. Despite the bath which turned into a little more than just a soak, my kitty is still tender and swollen. Though I have to admit, I am not complaining. These less than 24hrs. have been amazing. I had no clue sex was like that. No wonder my friends go crazy over guys once they have sex with them. Hell, my mind is spinning, thinking of all the different ways and places we can do that again. Even now, when I should be trying to figure out why he left for those three weeks. “Anything else you want to know, Lil Bit?”
“Nor right this moment. How about you? Any questions for me?” I almost cough at the fact that his face turns bright red. I don’t know why he would be embarrassed. “I’m sorry. Did I say something wrong?” Suddenly I feel a bit uneasy.