Into You

by Sheena Binkley

  “Yeeeeessss,” she whispered.

  I knew she was wanted to cum, but she was holding back. I wasn't sure why, but I was going to make it happen for her. I needed to see her release, because that's the ultimate turn-on for me.

  She leaned back as I continued touching her, and our eyes locked.

  “Don't be afraid to lose control.”

  I returned my mouth to her, continuing my work, and she gripped the back of my neck. She was speechless, but I knew she was getting to her breaking point as her hips grinded against me. Before I knew it, she let out a piercing scream before falling back on the bed. I licked her one last time, tasting her sweetness. When I looked up at her, she had an embarrassed expression on her face.

  “Why are you giving me that look?” I wondered.

  “Because I've never been like this with anyone.”

  “Not even your ex?”

  “No. I guess you did something right.”

  “I know I did; there’s no doubt about that.”

  “Let me return the favor.”

  “You will, in due time. Tonight, it’s all about me pleasing you.”

  Her eyes widened as I came closer to her. I kissed her on the cheek, and she smiled.

  “Wow, you really are too good to be true.”

  “Just because I said that?”

  “Among other things.”

  “One thing I’ll always do is treat you like you should be treated. You deserve that and so much more, Vanessa.”

  She pulled me closer and kissed me. I meant what I said to her. I really do want to do the things her ex never did for her. I want her to know that she will be my one and only.

  Vanessa

  I'd fallen asleep, but the smell of wings made me slowly open my eyes with a smile. Mark stood beside me with a tray of the wings and fries we'd bought as well as two glasses of strawberry lemonade. I picked up the lemonade, and he grinned.

  “I noticed that you always drink it at work, so I kept some in the fridge.”

  “You're very observant.”

  “I can be at times.”

  “And how did you know I was hungry?”

  “Your stomach was growling while you were asleep. “

  “Wow. How long was I asleep?”

  “Just an hour. I guess work and the club wiped you out.”

  “You can say that. Now, that there's food in front of me, I'm starting to wonder about the dinner you’re going to make for me next week.”

  “Aww, that. I’m making the stew, but I was thinking about making tostones, or fried plantains, and for dessert, budin, too. It's Puerto Rican bread pudding.”

  “Wow, that sounds really good.”

  “Trust me, it is good, especially the fried plantains. The recipe is my mom’s; it’s actually one of the first dishes she showed me how to make.”

  I gazed at him, noticing how his eyes lit up when he talked about his mother. I leaned towards him, and he put an arm around me.

  “Her not being here must be hard for you, especially not seeing you open your restaurant.”

  “It is, but I know she’s watching over me and is proud of what I've accomplished. She always told me I would be something special, so I pretty much want to do what I can to please her. That’s why I have to do what I can to keep Suds in my family.”

  “I thought you didn’t want a part in the business.”

  “I didn't until my dad decided he wants to give the company to Avery.”

  I raised an eyebrow as Mark took a deep breath. “Did I hear you right?”

  “You did. My dad told me earlier today that since I can’t make up my mind, he wants to give everything to him. He thinks he’s a good businessman who can keep the company going.”

  I laughed “I've only been at Suds a week, and even I know he would be making a huge mistake.”

  “I don't want Avery to take over, so I have to convince my siblings to get on-board with keeping the company. I figured if all three of us are interested, my dad would get the notion of giving it to Avery out of his head.”

  "How are you going to do that?”

  “I already texted them about going out for lunch, so I’ll ask them then.”

  I grabbed a wing from the tray and started eating.

  “I have been thinking a lot about some things lately,” Mark said, breaking the silence.

  I put down my wing and turned to him. “What?”

  “I’ve mainly been thinking about my mom. I wonder how things would be if she was still alive, if she still would be helping my dad with the restaurant, or if she would be at home, being a homemaker. She would be asking Sebastian, Carmen, and me when we were going to give her grandkids or who's getting married first. She probably would have laughed when we all agreed no time soon.”

  “She seemed like a wonderful woman.”

  “She definitely was. She would help anyone and everyone if they needed it, and she never complained about anything. She just had this spirit about her that made her extraordinary. She was, and still is, my guardian angel.”

  I squeezed his hand as he took a deep breath. I thought it was maybe time to change the subject, but Mark continued, so I listened.

  "The light she always had left when my dad started caring more about the business and less about his family. And about the woman he was seeing on the side.”

  I looked at him like he was crazy, and he shook his head. “What?!”

  He chuckled. “Yeah, my dad was an adulterer. While everyone praised him for being this great businessman, no one knew what was going on behind closed doors. During the fourth year the business was open, my mom wanted to hire her best friend, Lucy, at the restaurant. She'd lost her job, and being the person my mom was, she wanted to help her out. Anyway, our families were really close; we always had Sunday dinners together and had even gone on vacations together. Little did anyone know that she and my dad had been messing around for years.

  “I was the first to find out. One day after work, I'd left my keys in the lobby, so I went back to get them. It was late, and everyone had left for the day; I was just going to slip in, get them, and leave. But as soon as I walked in, I heard noises coming from the center area of the lobby. I walked further inside to see what was going on, and I saw my dad and Lucy having sex on the counter. You know how much that hurt me? To see my dad, this supposedly upstanding guy, cheating on his wife with her best friend?”

  “Wow, Mark; that’s awful! What did you do?”

  “I punched him. We fought in the middle of the lobby until Sebastian and another employee broke it up. Lucy crouched behind the counter, scared shitless about the fight. I told Sebastian what I saw. He was upset, but not for long since my dad bribed him with a brand new Mustang.”

  “Damn,” I whispered.

  “Ever since then, I couldn’t stand to be around him. And when we did see each other, we always got into it; we even almost had altercations during business hours.”

  “How did your mom find out?”

  “I told her. She didn’t want to believe me at first, but she finally caught them at, of all places, our home. They were going at it in the bed he shared with her.”

  “Oh wow.”

  “That nearly killed her. Actually, I think that was the day she died inside, because from that point on, she wasn’t the same. She shut down and shut everyone out; she didn’t come to the car wash anymore. She just stayed at home and sulked. I tried everything I could to help her get back to her old self by encouraging her to get in the kitchen, but the passion she once had for food disappeared. Once it left her, it left me, too.”

  “So you’re saying the stress from your dad’s affair was the reason for her stroke?”

  “It was part of it. When she found out, she stopped caring about everything, even her health. It was like she wanted to die.”

  “I’m really sorry, Mark.”

  “You know, the really shitty part about it is my dad didn’t give a fuck about what my mom was going through. If he cared,
he would have stopped fucking Lucy. But the jackass just kept doing it. That’s why I don't really respect him. I figure why should I? Especially after what he did to my mom.”

  “I really hate that this happened to you, but you have to understand that there are two sides to every story.”

  Mark glanced at me and rolled his eyes. “Are you trying to say my mom was doing something, too? She would have never done anything like that.”

  “I’m not saying that; all I’m saying is that you have to look at things from both perspectives. Maybe there was something you didn’t know about.”

  “I doubt it. My mom has always been straightforward with me; she wouldn’t have stepped out on my dad.”

  I nodded. I didn’t want to upset Mark even further, so I let it go.

  I took his hand and kissed it. “No matter what happened, it’s just a bad situation. I hate that your father did that to your mom.”

  “Yeah, me too.”

  He put the tray on the floor and held me tighter. I gazed into his eyes while running my hand through his hair.

  “I have to ask you about your eyes. They were the first thing I noticed when I first saw you.”

  “You’re wondering who I got them from? Honestly, no one knows. As you know, my dad’s are brown, and my mom’s were hazel. So no one could explain the color.”

  “Well, they're incredible, just like you.”

  He reached for my lips, kissing me sensually. What Mark told me about his parents was still on my mind. I wondered if something happened that made his dad act coldly towards his mom. But as soon as his lips went to my breast, all the thoughts of his parents disappeared. That’s something I'd have to think about later.

  ***

  Spending the night with Mark was everything that I'd imagined. Even though we didn’t sleep together, it was wonderful just being with him. We talked, joked, watched movies, and had a couple of make-out sessions. But the best part was simply laying in his arms, hearing his heartbeat.

  Throughout the entire day at work, I was anxiously waiting to leave so I could get ready to go to The Soul Player to hear Simone sing. It was always a delight seeing her perform, but it would be even better with Mark beside me.

  As I finished the closing procedures, I noticed Maya on the phone. She glanced at me, rolled her eyes, and continued her conversation. I sighed; I really didn't care if she helped or not. I was on a mission to leave here soon, so I didn’t need her help.

  But there was one thing I wanted to talk to her about.

  When she finally got off the phone, I stared at her while I placed the forms in the drawer.

  “You’re done?”

  “Yes; I guess you wouldn’t have noticed since you were too busy on the phone.”

  “It was an important conversation.”

  “It must have been since I did the entire close-out.”

  “In that case, you can leave. Avery will sign everything once he comes back into the lobby.”

  “I would, but I'd rather witness him signing the forms.”

  “I’ll be here, so you don’t have to be. I’m sure you have something planned with Mark.”

  I smirked, and she returned it. “For your information, Mark and I aren’t dating.”

  “If you say so. I saw how you two were hanging around each other at Tropicana. You can play it off all you want here, but I know something’s going on.”

  “I think your eyes are deceiving you; are they?”

  “My eyes are perfectly fine.”

  “Are they? I mean, are you sure?”

  I could tell she was getting annoyed as I pulled out my phone. I went to the video of her and Avery and pressed play. Her eyes widened, and she looked mortified.

  “Now, were my eyes deceiving me when I recorded this?” I asked with a smile. “I mean, come on. If Mark and I were seeing each other, we wouldn’t be stupid enough to behave like this at work.”

  “When did you record that?”

  “Don’t worry about all that.”

  She tried to take my phone, but I pulled it away.

  “It’s not what you think,” she tried to explain.

  “So this is not a video of our boss fucking you? Wow, I guess my eyes are playing tricks on me.”

  “Tu pinche puta.”

  “Who are you calling a bitch?! I’m not the one sleeping with my boss! What is he doing for you? He has to be doing something for you to be with him!”

  “Mind your business!”

  “Oh, this is my business. You have been trying to come for me after the positive comments everyone has made about my work performance. And not only that, you still want Mark. First off, Mark doesn’t want you. If he did, he would be with you. Secondly, I don't want your job, so you don't have to worry about that.”

  “But you want Mark, right?”

  “You're damn right, so I will have a problem if you try me again,” I snapped. “So, this is what we’re going to do: You’re going leave Mark alone. If he passes you, don’t even look at him. Don’t even speak to him unless it’s about Suds business. If I even see you trying to talk to him about the fling you had, I will make it my business to put this video on blast. And trust me, I won’t hesitate in doing it, especially to get rid of Avery’s perverted ass.”

  “What’s going on?” Avery asked, approaching the counter. I stared at Maya, letting her know with my eyes that she better stick with my plan.

  “Nothing, just talking about an incident from earlier, and it got a little heated,” she replied.

  “Okay, is everything done?”

  “Yeah, and it’s all right here,” I told him. I took the forms out of the drawer and handed them to him.

  “I guess my work here is done. I’ll see you all on Tuesday,” I said with a smile. I was glad I had two days off. That would give me more time to look for another job so I could finally leave this place.

  Before going out the door, I went to Maya and whispered in her ear.

  “Remember what I said: If you do anything crazy, your porn will go viral.”

  I patted her on the back and went out the door. She would her think twice about messing with me. Even though Simone mentioned that the video wouldn’t be enough to get rid of Avery, I could still use it to my advantage.

  Now, it was time to get ready to spend the evening with my man.

  Vanessa

  After rushing home and quickly getting ready, I was standing in the living room, looking in the hall mirror, wondering if I chose the right outfit. The cream-colored bodycon dress was perfect for where we were going, but I still wasn’t sure about wearing it tonight. I was about to go to my room when the doorbell rang. Simone was already setting up at the club, so I had no choice but to go to the door. I looked through the peephole and saw it was Mark. I nervously wrung my hands together before I opened the door. Mark looked me over before whistling.

  “Wow, if I thought you could be any more beautiful, I thought wrong.”

  “This dress is okay?” I asked, spinning around to give him a better view. He smiled as he closed the door and pulled me into his arms. He gently pushed me against the door, and his hands roamed all over my body. I guess that was a yes.

  With every kiss and touch, I wanted nothing more than for him to make love to me. We'd both been fighting our attraction for each other for a while now, but we wanted to wait until the time was right to take that step. We'd just really started dating, so it was too soon to be jumping into bed together. Or was it?

  Mark pulled away from me and sighed. “Still taking things slow, right?”

  “Yeah, we are.”

  “How much slower?”

  I smiled. “Are you breaking down, Mark?”

  “Yes, I am. Especially after last night.”

  I put my hands on his, feeling how strong they were, and looked into his eyes.

  “Tonight might be your lucky night.”