When Eli returned and I saw the front of his naked physique I smiled. He was even more exquisite than the view from behind. “You’re looking at me like I’m an edible arrangement.”
Oh, I could eat the hell out of one of those.
I picked up my finger and motioned for him to join me.
He climbed up on the bed and bit the condom wrapper, pulling it out and applying it. We’d never discussed partners, because I’d been in denial that this was ever going to happen.
Eli got into position and kissed me passionately again. “Are you sure you want this?”
I nodded and pulled his body closer. He entered me, filling my insides with more than Charlie ever had. He also caressed my skin, and never let his lips travel far from mine. This man paid close attention to me the entire time.
When he got tired we switched positions. When I started to sweat he lifted me up and flipped me around, while standing up over the side of the bed himself. He held onto my hips and rocked me from behind. I cried out, feeling like I was going to pass out from the euphoria. I wasn’t used to having sex for hours at a time, not that I was complaining.
Eli started to get close, and he flipped me around so that I was facing him. He propped my legs on either side of his chest and watched his dick as it went in and out of me. I cupped my breasts and got off watching his face to react to what he was looking at. Seeing him cum, watching his face scrunch up while waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, and brought me my own release. I curled my toes and dug my hands into the bedding beneath me.
Finally we collapsed pretzeled together on the bed. Another thing that I wasn’t used to was cuddling. Eli turned on his ceiling fan to cool us down so that holding me wasn’t unbearable. He played with locks of my hair as he stared into my eyes. “I have to tell you something.”
“Is it bad?”
He shrugged. “Only for my ego.”
“Why?”
“One of the partners at the office gave me an enhancer to try. When I put on the condom I took it.” He rubbed against me and I noticed that he was still stiff.
I laughed. “You’re kidding?”
He shook his head and laughed with me. “I thought that after I came it would go down.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and licked over his lips. “We should rectify the situation.”
He pulled away and looked into my eyes. I saw this seriousness wash over his face. “I love this side of you.”
I giggled. “Oh yeah? What else do you love about me?”
“Everything.”
My smile dissipated when I realized how serious he was. I opened my mouth to respond, but he put his finger over my lips.
“I think I’m in love with you, Lily. No, I know I am. Spending all of that time together, and building a friendship has made me want what I know I can’t have. I spent my life focused on my damn career, never taking a single second for a real relationship. Then I met you, and even on that first day we met, I saw something that I knew I liked.”
I felt warm liquid falling down my cheeks. Even though I couldn’t say the words back, I still felt what he did. My life was just too messed up to give him false hope. “I thought you never wanted to see me again.”
“Avoiding you took every ounce of energy that I had. It was a losing battle.”
I reached down and started stroking him vigorously. “I’m here now, and we have the next two hours to do whatever we want to each other.”
“As long as you stay naked I’m a happy man.”
For the next hour Eli worked off his stiff predicament. We fucked for so long that my pussy ached, reminding me that this was the best sex of my life. Even my experience with Nessa couldn’t compare to the emotional and physical connection that had happened with Eli.
I cozied my head up to his chest and closed my eyes, with him still inside of me. “I wish I didn’t have to leave.”
“I would need to leave to work every once in a while.”
“That’s a bummer. I suppose I need to do the same.”
He sat up and backed away to be able to face me. “About that. I asked you here today because I want you to stop. I don’t know what happened with you and your client, but I can’t feel what I’m feeling knowing that you’re still doing that, Lily.”
I pulled away more. “This is why I said we needed to stay friends. You know why I’m doing it.”
“Let me help you. I don’t care about the money. I know you think it’s some big deal, but I won’t miss it. Please.”
I sat up and covered myself with my hands. “Ten meets. If I see him ten more times I’ll have enough to get started. The child support and alimony can kick in and I’ll be good.”
“No!” He raised his voice for the first time. “I’m not okay with that. I’m not okay with you sleeping with someone for money. I’ll never be okay with that.”
I stood up and pointed at him. “Isn’t that what this is? You just slept with me and offered me money.”
He stood up on the other side of the bed. “Are you fucking kidding me? I offered to help the woman that I care about. I didn’t tell you to bend over and let me fuck you for money. There’s a huge fucking difference.”
I started grabbing my clothes. “It’s the same. Either way I’m sleeping with someone to save my kids.”
“I can’t believe you.”
I scrunched up my face and started to lose it. “I can fuck who I want, Eli. Besides, I’m not your only client that you fuck. I saw that woman that you were with the day we met. She came out of your office last week a mess. What happened? Did you trade her in because you had hopes of nailing me?”
He pointed to his door. “Get the fuck out, Lily, before I say something I’m going to regret.” I was half-dressed when I made it out to my vehicle. Eli came running towards the van as I started backing out of his driveway. I only stopped because I saw the dog run near my tires. Eli appeared at the window and knocked on it until I rolled it down. “I’m sorry. You really pissed me off in there.”
“This is why we shouldn’t be involved, Eli.”
He rested his head on my door and closed his eyes. “That girl you saw, the one you said I was fucking…She’s my sister, Lily. She married someone she worked for and then caught him cheating with someone else they worked with. She’s going through hell, and even though we don’t get along, I agreed to help her, until I came in last week and caught her fucking my partner, who is married. I’m tired of trying to help her.”
I felt like an asshole. He obviously wasn’t screwing his sister. “I’m sorry. I assumed she -.”
“I get that you can’t trust people, but I would never hurt you. I thought you knew that.”
I cried harder. Our day was ruined. Everything I touched turned to shit. “I need to leave.”
“Lily, don’t. Don’t leave upset.”
“No matter what I do someone gets hurt. Today was beautiful. I made love to you because I wanted to. I did it because when I close my eyes and I need to smile I think of you. I didn’t do it for any other reasons. This thing between us is dangerous for me. It messes with my priorities, and right now I can’t afford that. You can either be my friend, or not. I’m not going to change my life right now. I have a plan and it needs to happen. I can’t feel the way I do about you and be alright with accepting your money. This is my mess to get out of, Eli. I told you only because I couldn’t lie to you.”
He pointed to the envelope of cash sticking out of my purse on the passenger seat. “I’m guessing you got that today?” The look of disgust washed over his face. “What was today for you? Did I get some other man’s sloppy fucking seconds? Is that what just happened?”
I hated him saying it. “Shut up! I wouldn’t ever do that to you.”
“Did you see him today, Lily? Is that where you were when I called? Were you in bed with him?”
“I was sitting on the bed, and yes he was in the room too, but it isn’t like you think.”
“Did you have clothes o
n?”
I buried my face in my hands. “Please, Eli. I am not lying to you.”
I couldn’t look at him. I had to leave. I started to back up again. He moved away, but started talking. “Tell me if you were naked, Lily.”
Finally I turned and looked right at him, deliberately lying to his face. “I was clothed. We talked, that’s it. He let me leave early so that I could be with you, because I told him everything about you.”
I pulled away before he could respond. Whether I was clothed was irrelevant. I’d kissed Frankie, but that was it. The drama that came with Eli was too much for me to be able to deal with.
Even though I was so irrational, I found it to be the perfect time to drive to the hotel and spy on my husband. After taking pictures of both his and Kate’s vehicles, I drove to the bus stop and picked up the kids.
Then I splurged and took them out to dinner, allowing them to order whatever they wanted. The food didn’t do anything for the guilt that I was feeling, or the fact that I couldn’t stop thinking about Eli.
My life was ruined. I was my own worst enemy.
For another seven days I put up with Charlie, while doing my wifely duties at home. Eli never called me, nor would he answer any of my messages or texts. I’d crushed him, and I could hope that in time he’d forgive me.
I arrived at the hotel a little before ten to meet Frankie, and after a whole week to think about choices, I’d decided that I was still going to go through with whatever charade he was playing. Unlike the times before, I went out and bought a slinky little outfit, the top fabric stopped below my breasts, exposing them, while the crotch was open as well. I positioned myself on the back of the couch, applied my mask, and spread my legs, like a good little whore would do. With anger motivating me, I heard the door open and kept my stature.
“Good morning, Frankie.”
He cleared his throat as he walked toward me. I felt his fingers start at one of my knees and go straight to my pussy. He swiped two fingers between my folds, testing my excitement. I let my mouth open and ran my tongue over my lips. “You said that when I wanted you again, we could fuck.” I over-annunciated the word to get his attention.
He groaned and laughed simultaneously, while sampling my pussy with his fingers. He took my hand and pulled me down off of the back of the couch until I was standing on the floor in front of him. I felt his lips smacking against mine and then he shoved me down on the sofa. He spread my legs wide open and dove in, while shoving his finger in me deep and forceful. It should have scared me, but Frankie’s touch always seemed to get me hot. Our sexual chemistry worked, and if I had nothing else in my life at least I would be satisfied. I heard the crackling of a condom wrapper when he lifted his face from my pussy. He removed his fingers and lifted me up again, this time smacking my ass and unsnapping the lower part of my outfit. Fully exposed, I felt him slap my ass and then rub it out. He leaned me over more, making my ass stick up in the air. I wanted him to touch me there, and soon felt his tongue sliding between my cheeks. The idea of him licking my ass got me hot again. No man had ever touched me like Frankie and I was finally able to admit that I wanted him doing it. “You like that don’t you, you dirty man. Lick it. Make me cum, Frankie.”
He bent me over more and sucked my whole pussy into his mouth. I listened to the sounds his mouth made as he began lapping me with his tongue. I could feel myself getting wetter with every stroke of his delightful tongue. With saliva as his guide he shoved a finger into my ass and started fucking me with it. His tongue still focused on my pussy, and especially my clit. I was right there, ready to scream out into the dark room, when he stopped and flipped me over, spreading my legs into a split and moving his body in between them. I reached for his cock, grabbing it and moaning as I sunk down and shoved it into my mouth. The taste of the rubber was terrible, but I sucked on it anyway, roughly with no real pace. I had given up on morals and just wanted to become numb. I had to forget about my dreams, and focus on only my desires. I pulled his stiff cock out of my mouth and sucked his balls, one at a time. He played with my hair as I continued stroking him with one hand while sucking on him as hard as I could. Even with the rubber between us, I felt his hot cum pouring out. He grabbed my hair and lifted me up, removing his rubber and letting the rest squirt all over my tits. I ran my hands through it and then felt him positioning himself to enter me. He wasn’t wearing a rubber and it scared me. I backed away. “Protection.”
“No.” He said loudly for the first time. Then I froze for another reason completely. I didn’t take off the mask. I should have, but I didn’t. A part of me was too afraid of what I’d see.
He positioned himself again, without protection, and I moved back as far as I could on the couch. “I said protection, Frankie.”
I heard him ripping the wrapper and spitting out the end. A few seconds later I felt him coming closer. Just to be safe I checked for protection, and felt satisfied that he was definitely wearing one. He smacked my clit with his cock, making me jump. Our lips met, and I tasted my pussy on his tongue. The smell of his cum on my chest reminded me that he’d finished, but was still hard.
I got ready to say something, but he turned me around and entered me. He pulled my hair hard, forcing me to bend my neck back. I felt his lips coursing over my earlobe and then my skin. “Say my name,” he whispered.
I reached up and pulled down the mask, seeing that the room was still light. He was behind me fucking me, and even though I couldn’t turn to see his face, I didn’t have to. I could see him in the reflection of the window, and the shock of what I thought I was seeing left me speechless. He asked again for me to say his name as he pounded himself inside of me harder. I lifted my whole body up and reached for his hands, raising them to my sensitive nipples. I reached higher and I closed my eyes, pulling his mouth to mine. For right now I could contain what I was feeling, until I was positive what was going on. He pulled out of me and spun me around. Right away I felt the mask being placed back over my eyes. “I want to see you. I want to picture you fucking me when I leave here today.” Then I added fuel to the fire to test my theory. “When I touch myself tonight I wanted to imagine it’s your lips, Frankie. I’m sorry I made you wait. You were right to pick me. I want this. I want you to protect me, and I want to know the only man who can make me cum like you do.”
He picked me up and carried me into the bathroom, sitting me down on the cold porcelain. I heard the water starting in the large tub, and felt him lifting me inside of it. The water was steaming hot, but I hardly noticed. He was keeping my attention by removing the outfit completely off of me. I sat down as the water rose and felt him joining me. With no words he picked me up and sat me back down over his cock. It slid right in and I immediately began riding him. The steam of the water was making me sweat. He leaned my body back against the tub wall, and washed my breasts. He took his time pinching over my nipples and then finally sucking them into his mouth. I arched my body and continued fucking him as he caressed my skin.
One of his hands traveled down to my pussy. He spread my lips and I knew he was watching. The idea of it turned me on. I licked my lips. “I want to see it. I want to watch your hard cock as it slides inside of me. Please. Isn’t this what you want? I’m giving myself to you.” He ran his hands up from my breast and grabbed my neck. He wasn’t choking me, but it was enough pressure to be noted. I slowed, but only for a second to realize that this was pleasure. He wasn’t trying to hurt me. “Oh shit. It feels so good.”
He let go and lifted me up, sitting me back down so that I was reverse cowgirl. He pulled my back against his chest and squeezed my nipples. The slap of my ass moving up and down splashed the water all around. I reached my hands backwards and ran them through his hair holding it while my body lost control. His mouth found mine as the lower part of my muscles contracted. I reached down with one hand and rubbed over my pussy. I started to shudder, and he held me closer, still kissing me while I lost control.
When I finally was abl
e to move, I spun myself around and kissed him hard on the lips again. Our tongue matched a pace, hungrily wanting even more than we’d already had. I started rocking my lower body again, letting him know I wasn’t nearly finished. If he wanted me to be his whore, I was going to give him the fuck of his life.
I rocked my body hard over his, slamming all of my weight onto his legs. I kissed his face, his neck and then sank down, pulling my body off of his cock. I took him into my mouth, shoving it in as if I was starved for it. Rubber and the taste of my release covered my tongue. He grabbed my hair and responded with a loud moan. I pulled away and licked the tip. “Is this what you want? You want me dirty? You want me to be your whore, Eli?”
I’d been blind not to see it what was obviously right in front of me this whole time.
All of a sudden he froze. He lifted me by my hair, but didn’t do anything as I lifted the mask from my eyes. I sat there, his dick still in my hand, waiting for him to say something to me. “I can explain.”
“You better, because I have a handful of dick that I’m about to rip off your body.”
He let go of me and put his hands in the air. “Lily, just let me talk before you freak the fuck out.”
“Freak the fuck out. Are you serious? For three weeks I’ve been spending time playing some sick game with you. Have you no shame? You talk about fucking lying and look at you.” I took my other hand and smacked him in the face, before shoving him away and climbing out of the tub.
He followed behind me, almost busting his ass on the porcelain floor. I wanted to laugh but was too freaking pissed to consider it. “Lily, you have to understand. I was protecting you.”
“Protecting me from being fucked?” I started to put on my regular clothes but he spun me around.
“I was trying to protect you from making the biggest mistake of your life.”
“You, my sick and twisted friend, are the biggest mistake of my life.”
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