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“Bedroom?” is all he says. I can only point to the back of the apartment.
As we walk, Simon kicks of his shoes and starts to unbutton his shirt with his free hand. When we get to my room, I am flying through the air one second and am on my bed with Simon between my legs the next. He moves so fast his hands are almost blur. He pulls my romper and panties down with one swift motion and suddenly I am completely bare in front of him.
He sits back on his heels and stares down at me. The smile on his face resembles that of a man who has just conquered a huge obstacle and set the world record doing it.
His huge hands run down my sides until they meet at the tops of my thighs and spreads my legs. He stares at my pussy before he looks me in the eye.
“Does this pretty pussy belong to me tonight, Addie?” I am only able to answer by moving my head in a nod.
“Good, baby, because I am going to eat this pretty pussy until I’m full. Then, Addie, I am going to fuck you so that when I’m done, your pussy won’t forget my cock, my mouth, and my fingers in it. Ever.”
I gulp, my throat desperate for moisture. Who is this man? How does he know what I need to hear? He leans down and places a soft kiss on my mouth. It completely belies the look of hard determination in his eyes.
Then his head is between my thighs and he kisses his way up from the inside of my knee up toward the center of my legs. It tickles, causing me to start to squirm and laugh, but Simon is undeterred. His mouth kisses my lips before he brings his hand up and his first two fingers part them, exposing my clit to him and the laughter dies in my throat.
“Fuck, baby, you are so wet, I cannot wait to know how you taste.”
His tongue runs from the entrance of my pussy to my clit and it is like nothing I have ever felt. My hands come to his head to hold it in place because I can’t risk him stopping. I feel his chuckle vibrate against me before his mouth closes over my clit and he starts to suck. My hips buck off the bed as this man eats me like I am his favorite meal.
He is gentle, yet I can feel his eagerness. His tongue is magic, his lips are exquisitely soft and I am in another galaxy.
He takes two fingers, puts them inside, and starts to pump them hard and fast. I can feel my orgasm starting to build and I almost don’t know what to do with myself. It builds and then suddenly, with no warning, it crashes over me and I am coming. Screaming Simon’s name as I writhe and rub my pussy into his face, yet he does not slow down. He eats me through my orgasm and I have to push his head away when I can’t take it anymore.
His head pops us from between my thighs while he’s actually licking his lips still slick from my come. “Fucking delicious, Addie.”
He stands up and starts to finish removing his shirt when a loud tone sounds from the pocket of jeans. The jeans he hasn’t even unbuttoned yet.
His eyes close with resignation as he fishes the phone out and after glancing at the caller ID, answers it. I feel irritation prick me. My irritation is quickly replaced by concern as I hear a loud male voice screaming the minute Simon answers the phone.
“Kyle! What the hell is happening? I can’t understand a word you’re saying. Calm down!” Simon shouts back. I hear more yelling and Simon’s face goes from confused to an expression of abject horror as whatever the caller is saying becomes clear. “Kyle, text me the address, I am on my way.” He says all this as he starts to button his shirt.
He hangs up and says without looking at me. “Addie, family emergency. I’m sorry I have to leave right now.” I stare at him as he turns to leave my bedroom without waiting to hear my response.
I jump up to pick up my clothes from the floor. I have no idea what to say or do, but I follow behind him as I pull my romper back on. “Simon, what’s going on?”
He’s bent over trying to put his shoes back on. “It’s my nephew. There has been an accident; he’s been taken to the hospital. I need to go meet my brother there.”
I am spurred into action at his words and start putting my shoes on, too. He looks at me with eyes looking tired but also bewildered. “Addie, what are you doing?”
I glance at him as I buckle the straps of my sandals. “I’m coming with you, of course.”
He grabs my hands to still them and pulls me up into a standing position. He looks me in my eyes with his own eyes almost pleading. “Addie, no, you can’t. I need to go right now, and I don’t know what I am walking into. Please.” He is nearly begging me. “I’ll call you when I know what’s going on, but you can’t come with me.”
I deflate, even though I know he’s right. We are practically strangers. Offering to go with him was presumptuous, but it felt like the right thing to do. I nod, looking him in the eye is hard, but I don’t want to add my hurt feelings to the pile of things he is thinking about now.
With a smile I say, “Yes, sure. Go.” I raise up on my toes to kiss him, but he is already reaching for the door handle. And without so much as a distracted “Bye” he rushes down the hall and out of my building.
August 31, 2014
I rush into the A & E at Hammersmith Hospital, fury and fear warring within me. I hurry to the thankfully patron free reception desk and choke out, “My nephew, Henry Phillips, was broug
ht in earlier this evening by my brother Kyle Phillips. I am his guardian.”
The attendant gives me a careless glance and instead of responding types dispassionately on her keyboard. The rage usurps the fear and I roar, “Are you going to answer me? He is seven fucking months old!”
“Sir, I am looking him up. You need to watch your tone. I understand your concern, but your anger won’t make my computer work any faster.”
I take a moment to really look at the woman in front of me. Her accent lets me know she is West African and her mostly gray hair lets me know that despite her unlined face, she’s probably old enough to be my mother. Immediately, I’m ashamed. “I am sorry. I received a frantic phone call from my brother forty minutes ago.”
