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“Is that what my little slut needed?” I question.
“Yes, YES!” she yells as she comes again. Her walls clench down on me tightly like a vise. I move my hands back around to her ass and pull her to me and I continue thrusting in her. My finger finds her virgin hole and I press inside. She clenches down on me.
“Relax, let me in, baby. It’ll feel so good.” She relaxes some allowing me to pump my finger inside her rosebud.
“Sebastian, it feels so good. I’m going to come again!”
“Me too, baby. Fuck you are so perfect.” I come again with a roar. Leaning over, I kiss over her shoulders. Chills spring up in my wake. I collapse onto the bed, bringing her with me. We lie there catching our breaths, no one speaking. I reluctantly pull out of her so I can turn her body toward me. Her face is flushed, and she has never been more stunning as when she is freshly fucked. I push the hair from her face and take her lips into mine. Stormy runs her hands up my chest and I realize I never want to feel another woman touching me. She is it for me. I truly want it to be her and me always.
“Sebastian, I-” but she doesn’t finish because my phone begins ringing in my sweats on the floor. I have a feeling of what she was going to say, and I curse my phone for taking the moment away. It’s probably Miles confirming everything. Stormy sits up looking spooked. “I guess I need to take that shower if I’m going out.” She scoots off the bed and heads toward the bathroom. I curse under my breath, grabbing my phone. I see Miles’s name on the screen, and I give him a call back once I hear the shower start. Placing the phone between my shoulder and ear, I put on some gym clothes. I walk downstairs as Miles answers the phone.
“Hey, Lizzie is game for today. She can’t wait to meet Stormy,” he states.
“Great,” Is all I can muster. My mood has drastically plummeted. I want to know what’s going on in Stormy’s mind. Sometimes I can’t read her, and it worries me that we aren’t in the same place.
“What’s your problem? Something happenbetween when I talked to you this morning?” Miles asks. I walk into the gym and the lights illuminate as I walk through. I head straight for the boxing bag and give it a swift punch without my gloves. “Hey, are you alright, bro?”
“I don’t know. Sometimes I feel like Stormy is at the same place I am and then I get glimpses that says she isn’t. I don’t know what to do. Am I moving too fast? I want her here with me. I want to be able to protect her. I love her for fuck’s sake. I feel like I am going insane,” I respond, sitting on the bench and cradling my hand in my other. I know it’s going to bruise. I wasn’t thinking and just let my anger get the best of me.
“Listen to me. You can’t rush her. It will make her run. I know from experience. She knows how you feel, and she hasn’t left yet. If she didn’t feel something then she still wouldn’t be there. Just take a breather and calm the fuck down,” he says.
“You’re right. It’s just these feelings and shit are for the birds. I hate feeling vulnerable,” I confess. I let out a deep breath and scrub my hand over my face.
“Get your workout in and then shower your sweaty ass. Lizzie and I will be there in about an hour or so. You know women, who knows when she will be ready,” He chuckles.
“Alright, thanks man. See you soon.” I hang up the phone and set it on the bench. Popping in my EarPods, I wrap my hands. Hitting my bag will take out the aggression and confusion that I’m feeling. Setting a timer on my phone, I begin pounding away. All thoughts leave me allowing me to concentrate on my punching bag. I get lost in the rhythms and my chest feels lighter with every swing. This is exactly what I needed.
Chapter 28
Stormy
The shower feels amazing on my tense muscles. I was going to tell him I loved him until his phone rang. It pulled me back to reality and scared me. I know I love him but knowing it and telling him are two very different things. I know he’s probably wondering if I feel the same way and I do. It’s just so hard to tell him. And it’s not because I think he will hurt me. I don’t know what my problem is. I feel like a bomb ready to go off. I almost want to take my anxiety medicine. Not that he is giving me anxiety just this situation is. I can’t keep using my medicine as a crutch like I do. My therapist would be upset with me.
As I step out of the shower, I listen for Sebastian, but I don’t hear him. I wrap myself in a towel and brush my teeth. Going to my new closet, that feels weird to say, I pick out a deep plum sweater dress with a plunging neckline I’m sure Sebastian will love. I also grab my black knee-high boots, as well. Laying the dress out on the bed, I notice the breakfast tray is still in here. I take it to the kitchen and clean off the plates. Walking back to the room, I hear Sebastian’s grunts coming from somewhere in the apartment. I follow the noise and find him working out in his gym. I stand and watch him hitting the punching back with such force it sounds like it will bust. I wonder if he always hits it this hard or if heis upset about something. Namely about me not telling him I love him yet.
Turning around, I leave him to do his workout and head back to the bedroom. I’m not sure what time Lizzie will be here, but I want to be ready when she is. I put on a matching set of bra and panties and walk back into the bathroom with my brush, blow dryer and curling iron. I don’t feel like straightening my hair today so I’m going to curl it instead. I brush out the tangles and dry my hair. Before I start curling my hair, I go back to the closet and get my makeup.
I finish getting ready by putting on my dress and boots. I’m just finishing up when Sebastian walks into the room. He whistles as he comes over to me and twirls me around.
“I don’t think I should let you out looking like this. Damn, baby. You’re stunning,” he says with a crooked smile on his face. He looks so sexy all sweaty in a pair of low hanging shorts. I would jump him right now if I didn’t need to be dressed already.
“Well thank you. When is Lizzie supposed to be here?” I ask, as he rubs a towel over his face and chest, ridding himself of the excess sweat.
“Anytime now. That’s why I need to jump in the shower.” He drops my hand and walks toward the bathroom. I feel like I should say something to him but before I know it, I hear the shower running and I’ve lost my window.
Cursing myself, I go back into the closet to retrieve a jacket. I saw on my weather app that it might snow today. I’ve never seen snow and I can’t wait for the first snow of the season. Either way, even if it doesn’t snow, it’s supposed to be cold and wet. I take one lastlook in the mirror to apply some dark plum lipstick. Taking a step back, I look at my reflection and I’m happy at what I see. I love the way this dress hugs my curves and shows off my ladies up top.
As I turn around and see the unmade bed, I decide now would be a good time to make it. I have some extra time and Sebastian is still in the shower, so I don’t really have anything else to do. I guess I’m a little nervous to be meeting Miles and his wife. I truly hope they like me. If they didn’t, I don’t know what that would mean for me and Sebastian. Would he take their advice, or would he not talk to them anymore? My anxiety levels rise as I think about everything that can go wrong.
Sebastian’s shower cuts off and it isn’t long before he is coming out of the bathroom with a towel tied around his waist. I’m sitting on the bed and getting my fill of his spectacular body as he moves past me.
“Is everything alright?” I question.
He looks at me for a moments and nods. “Yeah, just a hard workout today.” He replies as he goes into his closet for some clothes.
“I know. I heard you so I followed the sound since I haven’t gotten a tour of this huge place yet. I saw you punching that bag. Does that hurt your hands?” I ask., trying to figure out what’s going on in his head. He seems like he is shutting me out. He doesn’t want to hang out with me today and he didn’t shower with me. It just seems like I have done something wrong, and I need to know what so I can fix it.
“I didn’t see you come down there. You could have said something, but I probably wouldn’t have heard you since I had my EarPods in,” he says from the closet. He doesn’t even come out to talk to me. He gets dressedwhile he is in there. I take a deep breath and ask him what I want to know.
