I rolled my eyes. That was never happening again. As long as I didn’t get drawn back to her apartment, I was in the clear. I finished off my dinner and put away my dishes, then headed back to my room for the night. I wasn’t ready for bed, but I didn’t feel like sitting around and watching TV either. What I really wanted was to go out and find someone to fuck. I bet if I called up Molly, I could have her here in just a few minutes.
Since that wasn’t happening, I turned on the TV and stared at it, bored out of my fucking mind for the next few hours. It really sucked being single. That was the one nice thing about being with Delaney. Even though we both knew it wasn’t going anywhere, I had someone to spend time with. Everyone around here was already with someone, and I was the third wheel wherever I went. I never thought I would see the day when I was the one sitting around and praying to meet someone that I could spend some time with. And the crazy thing was, right about now, I was really thinking about calling up Molly just so I had someone to spend my night with.
“Fuck,” I stood from my couch and scrubbed a hand down my face. I needed to get a life, and preferably one very far away from Molly, where I wasn’t tempted by her pussy.
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I groaned as a hot mouth covered my dick. This was by far the best dream I’d had in a long time. God, the way she moved her mouth was fucking perfect. Definitely a ten at blow jobs. I opened my eyes to see who my fantasy woman was that was doing such amazing things to my dick and frowned when I saw Molly there.
Seriously? I dream about getting my dick sucked and my subconscious picks Molly? The psycho that has been following me everywhere? This fucking sucked, but she was very good at what she was doing, so I went with it.
“God, take it, Molly,” I muttered. “Suck me harder.”
The pressure increased on my dick and my hips jerked, shoving my cock further into her mouth. I pumped my hips up and down, making her take all of me. Her moans sent shivers down my spine and my fists clenched. I wanted to grab her hair and shove my cock further down her throat. That’s what she liked, after all.
I grabbed her hair and held her in place as I closed my eyes and let the warmth of her mouth fill me up. God, it was so fucking perfect. If only she wasn’t a clinger in real life. I took a deep breath as she swallowed over and over, sucking me in deeper and swiping her tongue along the underside of my cock.
“Holy fuck,” I shouted as I came down her throat. My body jerked again as she continued to suck on me, pulling on the sensitive flesh around my cock.
I laid there for a moment, thinking any minute now I would wake up. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift, but flinched when hair started tickling my chest. I opened my eyes, jerking back when I saw her right above me.
“Holy shit! This isn’t a dream,” I shouted, scrambling off the bed.
“Why would it be a dream?” she asked.
I tripped over her shoes that were scattered on my floor, along with all her clothes, and hustled to find my pants, but it was too fucking dark. I flipped on the light, praying that she wasn’t really there, but she was, and she was so fucking naked in my bed. I found it hard to pull my gaze away from her gorgeous tits, but I had to focus. This woman was in my suite, and I most definitely did not let her in here.
I backed up against the wall and fumbled for anything I could use as a weapon, because right now, I didn’t feel like a fucking personal protection agent. No, I felt like a guy that had a fucking psycho sitting in his bed naked, with absolutely no intention of leaving.
“Tony-” she started as she stood from the bed.
“Stop! Just…don’t go anywhere.” I felt like a caged animal, backed into the corner and fighting against the zookeeper that was trying to get me to perform.
“Why?”
“Because…” I panicked, not knowing what to say. All I knew was that I was freaking the fuck out and aside from killing her, I wasn’t sure how to get rid of her. “Because I said so.”
“Tony, you’re acting really weird.”
“I’m acting weird?” I asked incredulously. “You’re in my room.”
“Yeah.”
“In my bed!”
“Yeah,” she said slowly. “I’m not sure what the problem is here.”
“You don’t-” I chuckled to myself, even though this was the farthest thing from funny. This was a fucking nightmare that would never end. I just had to sleep with her. And then I had to take that damn phone call and have phone sex with her. And those damn tacos…I never should have eaten them. I should have shoved them back in her face and told her I hated tacos. What the hell was I thinking?
“Tony, maybe you should just calm down. I know a way that I can make you relax,” she said seductively.
“No,” I said forcefully, pointing my finger at her and hoping to God that she stayed where she was. “I know all about how you want to make me relax, and it’s not going to work.” That’s what I said, but my cock was already pleading with me to take her up on her offer.
“What’s not going to work?”
“You know what’s not going to work! Stop fucking with my head!”
She bit her lip and cocked her head to the side. “I’m getting the feeling that you’re upset that I’m here.”
“You think?” I shouted.
“Look, I’m sorry that I just showed up, but I’m your girlfriend and I wanted to be here for you. I know that today was exhausting for you and I wanted to take care of you.”
“I don’t want to be taken care of!” I shouted. “You know what I want? I want to go to sleep and not wake up with a woman sucking my dick!”
“Really? I thought guys liked that?”
“Well, they do, and it was very nice. I mean, it was more than nice. It was fucking fantastic, but that’s besides the point. You don’t just show up at my place and come in uninvited.”
Understanding lit her face and she nodded, pulling the covers up to cover her breasts. It actually made me kind of sad that the girls were hidden. “I’m sorry, you’re right.”
I felt my shoulders sag in relief. Finally! She was getting it.
“I should have asked you for a key. It’s weird that I got your friend to let me in, right?”
I was gonna lose it. I was seriously going to pull my gun and start fucking shooting someone. The woman didn’t get it. She was beyond clueless, and I didn’t know how to deal with that.
“I think I know what you need.”
She stood and spread her legs wide, sliding her fingers down to her pussy. Oh God, this was a terrible time to try and kick her out.
“Do you like this, Tony?”
I tried not to stare. I really did, but this woman had cast some kind of spell over me. It was like, whenever she got naked, all sanity flew out the window. I was no longer a man capable of making logical and rational choices. I would willingly walk up to this woman, no matter how crazy she was, and let her fuck me until I passed out.
“Tony,” she gasped, sliding her fingers through her juices. “Do you like this?”
I swallowed hard and nodded jerkily. “Fuck yeah.”
“You want me?”
I nodded again because talking was out of the picture as long as her fingers were shoved in her cunt and she was moaning like that. I was drawn to her, needing to touch her, but damn, I had to remember that she let herself in here in the middle of the fucking night and she was stalking me. I swallowed hard and clenched my fists, resisting the urge to grab my cock and start jerking myself to the motion of her fingers. I wanted her so fucking bad right now.
Crazy person. She’s fucking crazy. Do NOT go down this road again with her. She’s a clinger. She will only get worse the more you engage.
“Do you want me, Tony?”
I nodded, even though my brain was telling me no.
“Do you want to fuck me?”
I nodded again, this time grabbing my cock and fisting it tight.
“My pussy is so wet for you.”
Fuck it.
You can deal with the crazy. What’s the worst that could happen?
I internally slapped myself.
Alright, so it could get bad, but look at those fingers. Goddamnit, you need to get in there and fuck that pussy. She’s begging you for it. You can break it off with her later. She’s just a temporary addiction.
“What if I said that I wanted to spank your pussy?” I asked, going with the voice in my head.
Her mouth dropped open and she rubbed that little nub between her legs harder. “Oh God,” she moaned. “Do it.”
I jerked myself harder, trying to think of what to say next. I was new to this whole dirty talk/dom thing. It wasn’t my style. I was a fuck hard and keep your mouth shut kind of guy, but I could definitely get into this if I could keep that look of hunger on her face. But the most I knew was shouting out the few expletives that came to mind when I fucked hard.
“You want me to spread your legs?”
“Uh-huh.” Her fingers worked faster and I swallowed hard, focusing on the end goal.
“And then I’d spank your pussy hard.”
“How hard?”
“Uh…so hard.”
“Yes. What else?”
What else? I mouthed to myself. What else was there? “I’d tie you up.”
“Yes!”
“And I’d…shove my cock inside you.”
“Yes,” she shouted, her body sagging against the bed as her whole body shook. “Tell me more.”
“I’d fuck you hard and…come in your mouth.”
“Oh fuck,” she screamed, collapsing fully on the mattress. I watched with wide eyes as her body jerked and then she panted heavily. I didn’t know what to do. I was pretty sure that I was pretty fucked up right now. If any of the guys heard the shit I just said, or my lack of finesse in doing it, I would be the laughing stock for months to come. Hell, Burg was still made fun of for something that happened years ago.
But with all that in mind, I was still fucking hard and needed to come again. I walked over to her and stood between her legs. Her cunt was glistening in front of me, just waiting for me to take her. But instead, I slowly trailed a finger down her dripping slit and slid a finger inside her. My eyes flicked to hers and burned with an intensity that I wasn’t used to. I felt like I was about to be knocked off my fucking rocker by this woman. I started finger fucking her as I jerked my own cock. Each stroke was harder and faster as I kept up my rhythm inside her. Her breathing turned harsh and her tits bounced with every stroke. Her fingers tensed around me and I felt my balls tighten in anticipation.
Groaning, I held my cock over her stomach and spurted all over her skin. It was so fucking hot, and something I had never done before. Condoms were always used. Birth control was always requested. This woman made me not care, and that was a very fucking scary thing when half the time I was trying to outrun her.
I snatched a shirt off the floor and tossed it onto her so that she could clean up and then grabbed my phone from the nightstand. There was a very shitty teammate that I needed to bitch out right now.
“Dude, it’s fucking three o’clock in the morning,” Storm grumbled.
“Did you let Molly in here?”
It was quiet on the other end of the line. “Maybe. Why?”
I turned away, hoping to get some privacy. Luckily, she was in some kind of post-orgasmic bliss and didn’t seem to be paying attention. “Because I woke up to her sucking my cock.”
“Nice.”
“I thought it was a dream.”
“Not a bad dream,” he grumbled.
“Why the fuck would you do that to me?” I whisper-hissed.
“To fuck with you. Why else?”
“You can’t be fucking serious right now! I told you that she was fucking psycho and you let her into my room!”
“Look, just go with it. I know she’s a little out there, but it can’t be that bad. I mean, she’s hot.”
“Is that what you would think if a clingy woman showed up in the middle of the night in your bedroom?”
“Okay, I can see how that might be a little disturbing.”
“A little? My stalker woke me up by sucking my cock!”
“But is she really your stalker? I mean, you haven’t really broken it off with her and you keep sticking your dick in her. I mean, you only have yourself to blame. Besides, you could have kicked her out, but I’m guessing she’s still there and you got off.”
“I’m gonna kill you.”
“Yeah, well, this has been a nice chat, but we have that battle in the morning, so I’ll see you later.”
“Don’t you hang up!” But the line went dead. “Don’t- fuck!”
“Something wrong, baby?”
I had to play this smart. Now that I got off, I had to figure out how to deal with the woman in my room. Was it okay to send her home in the middle of the night? “Nothing’s wrong. I was just checking on when I had to be at work in the morning.”
She opened her eyes and stared at me all dreamily. It was weird. No person should ever look at someone else like that. It was creepy as hell. “Because you wanted to know how long you could stay in bed with me?”
“Uh- sure,” I chuckled uncomfortably.
“I know what you’re doing. You want to push me away now that we’ve had sex, but I’m only getting started with you, Tony. I know what’s going on in your head, but we have something good, and I’m only getting started with all the ways I’m going to please you tonight.”
I was mentally freaking the fuck out. All I could think about was that I had a woman in bed that I did not want there, and no fucking way to explain this to anyone. Not that they would believe me. I kept going back and forth in my mind between keeping her in my bed and then chastising myself for not making the smart decision and kicking her out. But then I remembered Susan’s talk and decided this was the perfect time to go with it.
“Molly, I do not want you here. I am not going to have sex with you.”
She chuckled and crawled across the bed toward me. My heart pounded as I saw that sexy ass swaying in the air. I could imagine pounding into her from behind, and that made it very easy for my dick to start overruling what my head was saying. When she kneeled on the bed and ran her hand up my chest, I knew I was losing the battle. She took my hand and guided it to her breast. And I was a guy, so yeah, that was pretty much game over. I barely heard another word out of her mouth as her hand wrapped around my soft cock. I wasn’t ready to go again yet, but if she kept touching me and shoving her tits in my hands, it wouldn’t take long for me to be ready to go again.
“Can you feel it, Tony? We have something amazing.”
“Mhhmphf,” I mumbled against her lips, not wanting to talk anymore. I just wanted to fuck her. It didn’t matter if I was on top or on bottom. I wanted to stay inside her for the rest of the night and feel her tight pussy wrapped around me. So she was a little crazy and a lot of a stalker. We all had a little crazy in us sometimes. Look at Craig. Now that was a stalker. By comparison, Molly was just…sexually motivated. Yeah, that was it.
Stop thinking and fuck her. You can deal with the crazy in the morning.
And with that, I slipped my hand around the back of her neck and kissed her hard as I pushed her down on the bed and sank my cock inside her.
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Thursday
“You know, you’re always running out on me,” Molly mumbled from the bed where she still laid. Her eyes were sleepy and her hair was splayed out all over my pillow. I just stood there staring at her for a minute, unable to take my eyes off her. God, she was so fucking beautiful.
And then her eyes blinked up at me, full of what I could only describe as love, and that snapped me out of my perusal. If I stared at her, no matter how fucking sexy she was, she would take that as me falling for her or some shit. Not that I really had a leg to stand on after I didn’t kick her out last night. What the hell was I thinking? Oh yeah, I wasn’t thinking. My dick did all the thinking for me, and he de
finitely wanted something different than what my brain wanted.
“I have to get to work,” I said, grabbing a black t-shirt and pulling it over my head.
“Alright. I’ll see you tonight.”
“No, you won’t,” I said, biting back my irritation. “I don’t want you here, Molly.”
A flash of hurt crossed her face and it looked like she was about to cry, which was so much worse than what I expected. There was no quick exit while she was still in my room, naked in my bed. And I didn’t have the first fucking clue how to deal with tears. It wasn’t in my wheelhouse of information, and not anything I wanted to figure out any time soon. Her chin quivered and the first tear fell. Panic filled me and I shouted out the first thing I could think of.
“I don’t want you here because I’ll probably get my ass kicked and I don’t want you seeing me like that.”
She blinked rapidly, the tears in her eyes starting to disappear. I let out a breath of relief, but cursed myself for being such a pussy. Why couldn’t I just end things with her? Why was this so fucking difficult?
“You know I wouldn’t judge you,” she sniffled.
“I know, but no man wants his woman seeing him like that,” I choked out. And the thing was, I thought it would grate on me to call her my woman, but part of it felt right. I was pretty sure that was the insane part of me that only wanted her for her pussy. The sane part of me was still screaming for her to get the fuck out and leave me alone.
“Okay,” she whispered, and I praised myself for coming up with something so ingenious on the fly like that.
“Well, I need to leave.”
“Alright,” she smiled, but didn’t move.
“So,” I said, drawing it out and hoping she would take the hint, but she just sat there smiling at me. “I need you to leave.”
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