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I want to hold her, tenderly kiss her on the cheek, tell her she doesn’t have to be afraid. She doesn’t have to live in the past or let her evil so-called friend guide her life anymore.
And then I’ll lay her on the bed, struggling to repress the savage in me as I gently take off her clothes.
We’ll start slow, with my solid manhood gliding up into her patient pussy, deeper and deeper.
When I feel her shifting with me and her moving with me, I’ll let out the animal side. I’ll thrust my hips forward and snarl, pushing deep, telling her huskily as I lean close to her ear….
“Mine, mine, mine.”
Each word is a thrust.
I walk around my apartment, looking for my old cell phone. I got a new one a couple of years ago. I remember thinking I needed to donate the old one, but I can’t remember if I ever did.
I look in every drawer, under the bed, rifling through my MMA gear.
It’s nowhere.
Screw it, then. I need to go to the store.
I can’t leave my woman hanging like that, wondering how I feel about her revelation.
As I head for the door, I open and close my hand. I didn’t even feel the small shards embedded in my skin, little pieces. There’s hardly any pain.
All I can feel is the need to talk with Della.
* * *
Are you still awake?I send the text after inserting my SIM into the new phone.
I’m sitting in the parking lot of the twenty-four-hour megastore, paying careful attention so I don’t turn full beast and end up shattering this phone too.
I’m struggling not to lose my mind, thinking of how she could’ve interpreted my silence.
It’s almost eleven. It took me an hour to find an open store selling cell phones. Now I hold a brand-new smartphone. Luckily, the setup was fast, but there’s still a chance she’s gone to sleep as I’ve been sorting it.
Yes, she replies.
I sit back, letting out a long sigh of relief.
My mind was going to all kinds of evil places like maybe my woman had found solace in another man’s arms.
Not that sheknowsshe’s my woman….
I need to tell her, want to. Except I can’t threaten what we’re building here.
The closeness has been sudden, overwhelming, the things she’s shared with me feeling important, vital.
But that doesn’t automatically mean she wants all the same things I do.
You won’t believe this, but I broke my phone. I squeezed my hand, and it shattered.
What? Really?
I laugh gruffly. I may be sitting alone in this corner of the parking lot, but I don’t feel alone, not with my woman seeming so close.
Yeah. It was you, Della. It wasn’t your fault. But it was when you told me you were a virgin. It made me wild.
Wild…as in, you like it?
