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I took her to the living room, where I put her on the couch in front of me. Arms on the back of the couch. Knees buried in the cushions. I wrapped my hand around her throat and she looked back at me, eyes heavy, and her lips parted in surrender.
“Oh, you bad, huh?” I slipped inside her nice and slow, drawing it out.
She was singing to me the sweetest song, on repeat, the way she moaned for me.
“Oooh,” she sang.
I took my time inching into her and then withdrawing. She arched her back, curling toward me. It was time to get the business. To fuck. Slipping inside her deep, she exhaled, closing her eyes.
“No, no, no. You're gonna watch. Open those pretty light brown eyes of yours and focus on me.”
She nodded, and I tightened my hand around her neck, taking away some of the freedom for her to breathe how she wanted. I controlled the outcomes from here on out. She’d had enough fun earlier. I had one hand gripping her hip, forcing her back onto me. Stroke after stroke, she became messy and wet, dripping down her thighs and onto mine. Taking more and more of me every single time. Slick and crazy good. Just right when I bounced into her. She threw it back hard, sending more vibrations into her body. She was sweet. I could feel it and smell her, read her body language, and it told me how good she felt. How ripe she’d taste right now. It wasn't just in her eyes, even though those too told me I was hitting it just right. She'd been missing this, and hell, so had I.
This was our moment. One that didn't need to be defined by “I miss you” and “what the fuck have we done?” This was us finding peace and solace in one another. Something we were good at. Getting lost in each other, being in the moment. That's why when she came screaming my name, I didn't stop. She wasn't the type of girl who was one and done. We could both keep this shit up all night with no complaints.
I let her ride this one out before I started working on the next. It turned into a few orgasms later before I caught up to her. It wasn't until she slipped my finger into her mouth and sucked did I falter. She worked my finger over while I fucked my need into her. Then my control slipped. Each pump of my hips into her became shaky, and she knew she’d been successful in bringing me to my knees. And somehow that had her on edge, too.
Stubborn as fuck. We both tried to hold on for as long as we could. When I tipped over the edge, no longer able to deny her how good it felt. She did the same. Following immediately after me with the help of my fingers strumming her plump clit and my hand cutting off all of her air. She came so hard that she rocked us both off the ledge.
I collapsed on top of her, freeing my hold, and she put her head back onto my shoulder, gasping for air. No words were needed to be spoken about anything. We stayed quiet. Even when I pulled her into my arms and we lay on the couch, both drifting to sleep, nothing more needed to be said. We’d had our moment and expressed ourselves through physical intimacy. There was something still here between us. I called it passion. We knew what the other was saying without the words, that’s why when I woke up and she wasn’t there, I knew exactly why.
She needed time.
CORINNE
I've been staring at the same text message for two weeks. One from Seven asking if he could date me. Technically, it is what I wanted. Hands down, no questions asked. I wanted Seven back, but did I want everything that came with letting him into my life? I didn’t know the answer to that question.
The sex we had the last time that I saw him was phenomenal. I hadn't had sex that fantastic since the last time we were together. But letting him back into my life required me to let old demons resurface. We had a lot of shit to work through. The pain of past trauma broke us apart. Not to mention Tina was still present in his life.
As far as I knew, nothing had changed between the two of them. I didn't even know if he understood the reason the relationship between them was problematic. Yes, I’d said something to him. But that didn't mean that it sunk in how it needed to.
I also stared at the other text message. I received it first thing this morning. David was asking if he could see me tonight. The last time I saw him was also two weeks ago.
I needed time to figure out what I wanted from either situation. David was all about sex and he was a pretty decent lover. I also liked him as a friend. I enjoyed it when we hung out. It wasn't messy. He didn't force a relationship on me, either. We hung out just because we had common interests. And we never hung out on the same days that we had sex.
Dating Seven was going to require that I let that go. Or did it? As long as I was honest, I could maintain both relationships. How much of myself was I willing to give each man? They both knew about the other. I wasn’t hiding what I was doing. And I respected the fact that David hadn’t given me any pushback about Seven. I knew what I had to do. It required two conversations. I was going to start with the most awkward one by talking to Seven first.
He was meeting me at my house in an hour to discuss whether moving forward was the best option. If he agreed to the terms, then surely we could date, not that I thought he would.
When Seven rang my doorbell and I let him in. Moving to opposite ends of the couch, I allowed the kiss he placed on my cheek as he passed. Call it a small price for what I was about to say.
“How are you, Seven?”
“I'm good. How are you?” He smiled as if he didn’t have a single doubt about this conversation moving in the direction that he wanted. “Much better now that you finally texted me back.”
“Listen, Seven, it's been a long road to get to where we were before we broke up. There were a lot of good things that happened, but there were also some bad things that damaged what we were building.”
“I know,” he starts, “and I'm sorry about what happened that last time. Leaving you waiting for me at the restaurant… There's nothing I could say that would communicate to you how sorry I am, but know that I am. I deeply regret it.”
“What part of it do you regret?” Mentally, I crossed my fingers, hoping that he truly understood the issue. “Leaving me at the restaurant for an hour and a half with no way to get home isn’t the root of the problem.”
“All of it. That was our time, and there was no way I should have let anything else interfere with that. I’m so sorry.”
I wanted to believe him. I wanted to jump all in and say the past was the past. But I was leery. Had he learned his lesson and understood the importance of our relationship? I wasn't asking for anything beyond the normal, but he always chose Tina over me. That wasn't something I could tolerate again.
“We can try dating. But just so you know. I will not stand for anything like that to happen again. You're either in all the way or you're not. Your actions are going to speak way louder than your words. I understand things happen. But there's no reason I should find out information after the fact when I’m waiting for you.”
“I understand. And I'll make sure that you know that you’re a priority.”
