Two Hard

by Amy Brent

  'No, no, no, no. I was just imagining you in a plumber's outfit.'

  'Do you do that often?'

  'What? Imagine you? Well...uh...I...' he laughed a bit.

  'Not imagining me, just imagining.'

  'Oh, that. Yeah, I do.' I'm probably blushing furiously by now. I quickly took a sip from my hot chocolate and burned my tongue in the process. He laughed again. Such a pretty smile. I think I'm gonna die. And yes, I imagine him all the time…

  'So, uh, I know this might be sudden but are you free tomorrow?'

  'Yeah, I think so.'

  'Would you like to go on a date with me?'

  Wait, what? I completely blocked out there. Complete system overload.

  'What?'

  'Would you like to go on a date with me?' he repeated it but a bit slower. So he did ask me out, I wasn't imagining it.

  'Y-Yes! Sure!'

  'Great! How does noon sound?'

  'Great.'

  'At noon at this bus stop?'

  'Yeah, sure.'

  'Great.' we were silent for a bit before my thoughts returned to normal. I remembered his girlfriend.

  'Wait. Don't you have a girlfriend?'

  'What girlfriend?'

  'Audrey Gaines.' his expression went suspiciously dark for a moment there.

  'Oh! Her! Yeah, we broke up a couple of days ago.'

  Two days ago to be precise and you're already asking another girl out on a date?

  'I hope that that doesn't bother you.' he looked at me with his green eyes.

  Nope. Doesn't bother me at all.

  'No, it's fine.'

  'Awesome. I gotta run now so I guess I'll see you tomorrow?' he pulled out money for the drinks and placed them on the table.

  He bought me a drink! Aaaa!

  'At the bus stop at noon.'

  'Right. See you tomorrow Jasmine.'

  'See ya'' Brian. He left the coffee shop first and left me to finish my drink. I returned home afterward and already began rummaging through my closet for the clothes that I'll wear tomorrow. I didn't care that I was still wet here and there. I didn't care that I wasn't in college today. All I cared about right now was Brian.

  Brian...Brian and Jasmine. My head was filled with wild fantasies again. When I found my outfit for tomorrow it was already pretty late.

  It's midnight. Go to sleep. You don't want to get those bags under your eyes.

  I went to bed full of excitement. It took me an hour more to finally fall asleep and…..

  I meet him in his house the next day. He looks at me with hunger and lust, brings me closer to him and….

  ‘Jasmine, I could not sleep last night. All I have been thinking about is getting you here, ripping your clothes off and showing you how much I love you.’

  ‘You love me, Brian?’ I say huskily.

  ‘Yes, and let me show you how much!’

  He slowly presses me against his erection and I feel the warm smell of his groin. He is rock hard, I must say as I struggle to unzip his pants.

  ‘Patience, my little girl, patience,’ he whispers as he gently moves my hands away and pushes me against a wall.

  ‘You have been waiting for this moment, haven’t you?’

  ‘Yes…’

  ‘You love the fact that you make me so hard, correct?’

  ‘Yes, I love it.. Please take me, kiss me, play with me….please…..’

  ‘Tell me how do you want me to take you, how should I play with you? Should I use my mouth to stroke those pink nipples? Or would you want my very hard member to slowly move over your body’ …he kisses me, this time more forcefully and again whispers, ‘tell me how…’

  It’s my first time, but I have been dreaming about it for so long. I want to take control!

  ‘Let me show you how…’ I take out the handcuffs from my bag, grab his wrists and cuff them to the window behind.

  ‘You carry these with you?’

  ‘I have been preparing for this moment for long… now tell me, how you want it.’

  ‘Take me in deep, Jas…very deep…’

  I unzip his pants, hold his lovely member and ask it ‘So, Mr. Handsome wanna cum in my mouth?’

  ‘Jas, don’t tease me, take me in…NOW’

  He is rock hard! OMG, I love it…

  I lick the tip, taste his delicious pre-cum and grip his hard member in my hand – exactly how he likes it.

  ‘Ummmm….’ He moans in pleasure….’Jas, can I have your lips tight over me….I want you so much...’

  ‘Patience, my lord and master, patience,’ I tease him again.

  He moans in pleasure as I move my tongue over his shaft.

  I do exactly as he says, stroke him, play with him, tease him and then, I experience it for the first time….I taste him…..he finally comes in my mouth.

  ‘My turn now,’ he says and uses the same handcuffs to cuff me. He undresses me, my shoes and socks first… and then plants a kiss over my tired feet. Oooo…. It’s heavenly. Slowly, he removes my skirt and kisses my legs, stroking the inside of my thighs. I am so ready for him….

  His hands move under my white satin shirt and he holds one of my breasts. I want to get out of my lacy bra….I want it so badly.

  I am moaning in pleasure… as he unbuttons my shirt and slides it off my shoulders. His hungry mouth licks my nipples, and my lacy bra is all wet.

  ‘I want to feel you directly…..please take it off,’ I beg as he removes my bra and plants another kiss over my bare nipples. He uses his mouth to remove my white panties. They are wet with my juices flowing. I can tell from his expressions that he loves making me wet… and I love it too!

  He begins to plant hungry kisses all over my naked body. Now, his tongue skillfully moves on the inside of my legs, slowly moving towards my beautiful flower….He looks at it with hungry eyes and stokes my mound.

  ‘Don’t worry, I will be patient with you….I want you to experience heaven….I will take you there….,’ he says as he continues to stroke me. I am wet and slowly he moves one finger inside me….

  ‘Aaaahhhh…..,’ I moan again. I guess, I am really loud.

  I feel another finger moving inside as he kisses my belly.

  ‘Brian…take me in….. I want you inside me, I want you ……please….’

  ‘Patience, baby…,’ he says as he moves away from my sweet spot and begins to play with my breasts. One hand over my left breast and lips over my right breast. Another hand over my belly….his hand moves further down south…once again…

  ‘Please….take me, I want you now….I want to feel your hard and lovely …inside my body, can I have it, please’.

  ‘It’s all yours,’ he says…

  And….

  Saturday

  Sun rays pierced my window and stabbed me in the eyes. I realize I was dreaming.

  OMG, I had the most ultimate orgasm in my dreams…Brian…I am coming for you.

  I turned over to the other side and looked at the clock.

  10 AM! I overslept!

  I jumped out of the bed and hurried to the bathroom. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed and left the house. I caught the bus at the last moment and barely got there in time.

  He was already there, all dressed up nicely. He was wearing blue jeans, a black T-shirt and a dark blue suit coat that suited him perfectly.

  When I saw him, I thought I looked ridiculous. I wore my standard skin tight black jeans, a white shirt (not satin though) with a white T-shirt underneath it.

  'You look gorgeous.' he complimented me straight away. Careful, Jasmine, you're melting.

  'Thank you. You look good too.'

  'Thanks. Shall we?' I nodded.

  He led me to a fancy restaurant nearby, a place for which I clearly wasn't appropriately dressed for. He already had a reservation for a table so we sat there. The waiter came to us and we ordered our meals. It was kind of hard to figure out what meal is what considering that most of them have weird or foreign names.

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bsp; 'Don't worry about the price. I'll take care of it.'

  'Are you sure? I can pay half if you want.'

  'It's fine. Can't take a girl out on a date and make her pay her lunch.'

  'Thanks.' I smiled. He’s such a gentleman!

  'No problem. So, Jasmine, do you have any hobbies or something?'

  'Uh...no, not really.'

  'Is there something you like doing?'

  'I like to read.'

  'That's a start. Who's your favorite author?'

  'I don't have a favorite really, I like the majority of them. But I do like Shakespeare a lot, though.'

  'Yeah? Me too!'

  'Really?! What work of his is your favorite?'

  'Uh...that would be...uh...damn, it's right on top of my tongue but I just can't seem to remember the name.'

  'Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth...Othello...'

  'Macbeth! That's it. I loved that one.'

  'Really? I like it a lot too. Which character is your favorite?'

  'Uh...I kind of liked the main character more than anyone else?'

  'Macbeth?'

  'No, not him. The main character, what was he called?'

  'Macbeth is the main character.'

  'Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're right! You'll have to forgive me, I read that a long time ago.'

  'I understand.' the waiter delivered our lunch.

  'What do your parents do for a living?' That's a strange question to ask now.

  'My mom's a doctor and my father's an engineer.'

  'Wow, those are some pretty impressive occupations.'

  'Yeah.'

  'You must be loaded with cash.'

  'Not really. I mean, they do have nice paychecks but I can't say we're loaded.'

  'Hmmm...' he finished his meal. Already? I barely got halfway. I better hurry. 'So, how come a pretty girl like you is single?'

  'I...don't know. I'm not really social so…' Brian, I am a virgin too…I want this to be my first time…I want it with you…

  'You don't have any friends?'

  'I do have...one.'

  'Does she know where you are?'

  'No.'

  'Do your parents know where you are?'

  'I told them I'm going on a date. That's all. What's with the interrogation?'

  'Oh, sorry. I'm kind of bad at this.'

  'It's okay, I'm not any better at it too. What about you? Do you have any hobbies?'

  'Me? I like to play the guitar from time to time and I play basketball occasionally. That's about it, but enough about me. I have something to show you after this.'

  'Show me what?'

  'It's a surprise.' Show me how much you love me, Brian. Just rip off my shirt and show me, baby…

  After I finished my meal, we left the restaurant and he led me to a small alley on the other side of the building. That alley led to another small alley which was a dead end.

  Seriously now, where the hell is he taking me?

  He stopped and turned towards me. He pulled out a small black box out of his pocket and opened it, inside of it was a golden necklace with little roses on it.

  'Do you like it?'

  'Wait...it's for me!?'

  'Yes, of course it's for you.'

  'Isn't that a bit too much, I mean, we just met.'

  'You don't like me?'

  'Uh....well, I do like you.'

  'That's great because I like you too. In fact, I like you a lot….I think I love you.'

  'Really?' my heart fluttered.

  'Yes. To tell you the truth...ever since I saw you at that fast food restaurant, you've been on my mind all the time.'

  'Oh my God! It's the same for me. Ever since I saw you in the bus, I can't stop thinking about you.'

  'That's great! I mean, I even broke up with my girlfriend because of you.'

  'You broke up with her...for me?'

  'Yes.'

  'Why?'

  'Because...' he got a lot closer to me. Close enough for me to feel his breath on my face. A moment later, our lips connected. Finally, it wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was real and it was everything I had hoped for. His lips were soft and tender, kissing them brought me to another plane of existence. I don't know how much time passed before he broke the kiss. I was clearly dazed from the kiss. What can I say? He's a good kisser. 'That's why.'

  'I...I don't have words to describe this. I...I...'

  'You don't have to say a word. I know. Allow me?' he raised the necklace. He wanted to put it on me. I raised my hair and he got behind me. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. It was a dream come true for me. He actually noticed me and now we kissed and he told me he likes, no he loves me!

  I still can't see the necklace. It's taking him a bit too long. I wonder if I should turn around.

  Suddenly, a white rag became pressed on my face. Naturally, I panicked and tried to inhale but to no avail. The rag was coated with something which probably made me unconscious.

  I woke up some time later in a very small and dark room. Where am I? What happened? I looked around the room but I couldn't recognize where I was. That's when it hit me. I remembered what happened and it dawned to me that I was kidnapped.

  Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. I began to panic and scream. The door opened and there he was, my kidnapper – My Mr. Handsome.

  'Would you quiet down please?'

  'Brian, what's going on?! Where am I?'

  'That's pretty simple. You've been kidnapped and you'll be held for ransom, understood?’

  'W-What?'

  'Do I have to repeat everything to you? The bottom line is, you're kidnapped.'

  I can't believe this. My mind raced back and forth, trying to make sense of it all. Maybe it's a joke? I look straight in his eyes, he was dead serious. No, this is for real.

  'Why are you doing this to me?'

  'Because I need money. A lot of money and your parents look like they have it.'

  'You don't have to do this. I could give you some money every day.'

  'I need loads of money in one go. I don't need your allowance money. Besides, I have already contacted your parents. They have to pay up until Tuesday.'

  'Why is this happening to me?'

  'Because you fell for the wrong guy. Don't worry, if you listen to what I say, you'll return to your home totally unharmed.' he said and closed the door.

  I could her the lock twisting from the other side. He locked me in here. My only source of light was a small light coming from the window that was near the ceiling. The room was empty – no furniture, nothing. The paint seemed to be peeling off the walls and the floor was just solid cement. I tried reaching the window but couldn't. It was too high for me. Left in this unknown place, I could feel fear creeping up on me. It gripped me tightly and wouldn't let go. I even began to shake, blaming it on the cold. I slowly lost track of time. The sky was the same as before, gray, cloudy, there was no signs to indicate what part of day it was. After what seemed like days and not hours, the sky finally began to darken. It is then when I heard the lock again.

  He opened the door.

  'Come.' I obeyed him without question.

  I slowly got up and walked through the door. I walked through the hallway and into a larger room. The room had a heater, a table and a bed. 'Sit.' he pulled a chair and commanded me to sit. When I did, he gave me a box with three donuts in it. 'Eat it.'

  'I'm not really hungry.'

  'I suggest you eat it. You won't get anything until morning.' I reluctantly began to eat the donuts.

  'How long do you intend to keep me here?'

  'Until they pay up.'

  'How much did you ask?'

  '2 million.'

  '2 million dollars!? Are you crazy? We don't have that much money!'

  'Oh, yes you do. You've got a big house and two cars. Any of those would fetch a hefty price. If that fails, you could always ask for a loan from the bank.'

  I remained silent. He was right, my parents could find the money but it will be hell t
o get back on our feet after that.

  'Alright, get up. It's bedtime for you.'

  'What? Where will I sleep?'

  'In that room, of course.'

  'There's no bed in there.'

  'Sleep on the floor, princess. I'll give you a pillow and a blanket but that's all. Now, let's go.' he grabbed my arm and led me into the room. He brought me a blanket and a pillow like he said he would. 'See you in the morning.' he said and closed the door, leaving me in complete darkness.

  It's amazing how the human senses work when they're in darkness. It's almost as if they get enhanced. You hear everything around you, every little sound and that makes you uneasy. Really uneasy. I slowly ducked down to checked the ground first. I swept my hand over it and found a spot that was more or less comfy. I mean, as comfy as concrete can get. There are parts that are rough and cause discomfort when you sit on them, much less sleep on them. This spot was smooth at least. I wrapped the blanked around me completely, making sure that I wasn't touching the floor directly. It wasn't really because the floor was cold and dirty, it was more to make myself more comfortable. I couldn't fall asleep right away. My mind shifted from being blank to over-crowded with thoughts. I don't know how long it took me to fall asleep.

  Sunday

  'Hey there – sleeping beauty. Did you sleep well?' his voice forced me to open my eyes. I looked around and saw him at the door.

  'Come to the other room when you're ready.' he said and left me to shake off my drowsiness.

  The room seemed to be well illuminated now. It's a nice day outside, I don't need to go outside to see that. While getting up, I stretched my limbs – they were really stiff, especially my neck.

  The joys of sleeping on the floor. I left my room and joined him in the other room. He pushed the chair and told me to sit. He had already prepared a box of donuts on the table for me.

  'Donuts for breakfast too?'

  'No, donuts for lunch. It's 1 PM.'

  'What?'

  'Yeah, I didn't know you sleep that long.'

  'I had trouble falling asleep.'

  'I bet you did.' I ate my donuts and he showed me where the bathroom was so I used it. After that he locked me back in my room again.

  I wasn't really afraid anymore, it was almost like I got used to it overnight. Like it was routine.

  While thinking about things that transpired these few days, I'm almost embarrassed to admit that...I still love him. I would do anything for him and with that in mind, I began to think more about the reasons why he kidnapped me. Why does he need the money? Maybe he needs it urgently? Maybe he has a little sister who's sick and needs an operation but it's expensive? You watch too much movies, Jasmine. Either way, it must be a good cause, right? Maybe he's trying to help someone else with the money? The more I thought about it, the better he became in my eyes. I portrayed him as a victim of a system that forces its people to become criminals just to feed themselves.