Watch Me Walk Away

by Jill Prand

  When our breath finally slows he pulls away. “That was a much better breakfast then what I had planned.”

  I laugh. “Oh you still have to feed me but I don’t care if the food is cold. That was so worth it.”

  “The food won’t be cold, I have a microwave.” He laughs and starts towards the kitchen. Damn his ass is hot! “Where do you want to eat?” he calls back.

  It takes me a moment to snap out of my appreciative glare. “Huh?” I have no idea what he just said.

  “If you keep admiring my ass we will die of starvation. Where do you want to eat?” He turns around.

  Wow! I am really trying to concentrate on his words but Adonis himself would be jealous of his body. The words finally register in my over stimulated brain, “In here is fine.” I really hope he plans to at least put his pants back on or I have no shot of being able to walk for the rest of the week!

  He turns and walks into the kitchen. My brain finally starts working again and I realize I am naked sitting on the back of his couch. I get up and walk around the end of the couch to find his shirt. I slip it back over my head and make my way to the guest bathroom. I can’t help smiling as I clean myself up. What a way to start a Sunday, I could get used to this.

  As I walk back out to the living room I hear him ask, “Baby, did you hear me?”

  “Sorry, I went to the bathroom. What did you ask?” I make my way towards the kitchen.

  “How do you want your coffee?”

  “Milk and two sugars. Can I help you with anything?” I walk into the kitchen and he is still naked. Oh my God! Is there anything sexier than a man cooking naked in the kitchen? The microwave beeps and he takes the plate of food out, quickly setting it down on the counter.

  “Damn that’s hot!” He blows on his fingers.

  I laugh. “My thoughts exactly.” He looks at me and cocks his head. I purposefully look him up and down. “But I wasn’t talking about the plate.”

  “If you want to drive my car and go out on the boat you really need to keep those thoughts in check. Of course I will be just as happy spending the whole day here in bed with you.” He grins and cocks an eyebrow.

  “Oh I could be persuaded to give up the boat today but I definitely want to drive-” I let the double meaning hang there between us as I walk over to him. I see his eyes flash as I get closer, then I stop and pick up the coffee mug and take a sip keeping my eyes on him the whole time. “the car. I really want to drive the car.”

  He steps over to me. “You are such a tease. You can still drive the car whenever you want. We can take it for a spin later, much later.” He takes the mug out of my hands and puts it back on the counter, “You know I will never be able to wear that shirt again without thinking of you in it. You are all my dreams come true.” He puts his hands on my hip and lowers his head. “I think we may have to skip breakfast and hope we make it out here for lunch.” He kisses me and all thoughts of food disappear. He bites my lip and then caresses it with his tongue when I gasp. His mouth leaves mine to kiss along my jaw to my ear and then down to that spot on my neck that drives me insane. I tilt my head and lean back against the counter so I can stay upright because my knees are threatening to give out. My hand is in his hair holding him right where he is. “Oh God, Bobby.”

  “What, baby?” He is licking me with short little strokes that make my whole body vibrate.

  “If we keep going like this I’m not going to be able to walk.”

  He pulls back and looks at me with concern. “Was I too rough?”

  “No, babe, you were perfect but I am a little sore.” I blush.

  He picks me up in his arms. “I have the perfect thing for that.” He strides into his room and straight to the bathroom. “We’ll take a bath.” He puts me down and starts running the water.

  “That sounds like a great idea. I was hoping we could do just that when I came in here this morning.”

  He turns back to me and puts his hands on the hem of the shirt. Instead of just drawing it up his hands move up my thighs and my body trembles, he is caressing me as he works the shirt up and off my body. Following it all the way up my arms until it is off. He throws it in the corner and picks me up, “Anything you wish for, baby I’m gonna give to you.” He lowers me into the hot water then reaches over to start the jets. Oh that feels really good! He climbs in across from me putting his feet on either side of my hips. He grabs my feet and puts them on his thighs and I lean back to let the jets totally relax me. He is massaging my feet with his hands and I think I have just found Nirvana. He reaches over and shuts off the water before it gets too high then leans back and we just stare into each other’s eyes. My hands are running up and down his calves while he continues to massage my feet. We don’t talk. I can see the same contentment in his eyes that I am feeling. It is not just the physical pull with us, when I am with him I feel secure and at peace like I am home.

  I don’t know how long we stay like this but eventually my eyes start to close, I am so relaxed I am falling asleep. I feel him move to stop the jets, “Let’s get you out of here before you pass out.” I yawn in response. He climbs out first and lifts me out like a child and I cling to him putting my head on his shoulder and breathing in that scent that is uniquely Bobby.

  He puts my feet down and leans me up against the sink as he grabs for towels. He starts to dry me off working his way down my body using light strokes with the fluffy towel. It is almost like getting a massage. When he is done he wraps the towel around me then dries himself off quickly. He picks me up again and takes me to the bed, the sheets are still askew from last night and he moves them so he can lay me down. He lies down next to me and pulls the covers over us and then wraps me in his arms. “Sleep, baby,” he says and I do.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  This time when I wake up I’m not alone I’m wrapped up in Bobby. My head and most of my upper body are on his chest, my legs entwined with his, both his arms securing me to him. I’ve never felt safer or more loved. Usually when I sleep with a guy I become uncomfortable and end up turning away from them but I could stay in Bobby’s arms forever, we just fit together. I raise myself up so I can look at him and he frowns in his sleep and tightens his arms like he thinks I’m leaving him. I reach up and touch his cheek and his frown disappears. His chest rises below me and he sighs. I could look at him all day, he looks younger and more at peace when he sleeps all the intensity is gone and I can see the boy I first fell in love with. Seeing the difference makes my heart ache a little. He’s been through so much since we were last together and again I wish I had been there for him.

  I lay back down and listen to his heartbeat so strong and even. This man wants me. Why he has never stopped wanting me is a wonder to me. I never really understood what he saw in me in the first place. The man looks like a God and has a way of drawing people to him even though he really never took a leadership role in school everyone knew who he was. I remember being cornered in the bathroom by senior girls who just had to know what I had that they didn’t. The funny thing was I could never answer them because I didn’t know.

  Bobby’s hand starts moving up and down my back breaking me out of my thoughts. I realize that my fingers have been lightly caressing his chest and I probably woke him up. I look up at him and he still has his eyes closed but now there is a smile on his face. I know he is awake but fighting it, knowing we will get up and end this perfect feeling. While I’d love to stay in his arms forever, I do need to get home and go to the store for the ingredients for the dinner I promised Brad tomorrow.

  I put my lips to his chest and blow, making a sound like a fart. His eyes fly open and he looks at me in surprise. “Really that is the way you wake me up?”

  “You were awake.” I give him a playful smile. “You were just fighting it. Not only that but you deserved it for tickling me last night.” I bite my lower lip, reminding him of tickling me could get me into trouble.

  “So it was revenge? Well you know I think a little punishment is
in order,” and he smacks my ass, hard.

  “Ouch, I zerbert you and now you’re spanking me? How is that fair?” I laugh. He is now caressing my ass to take the sting away. “You better not be turning all Fifty shades on me, I’m not into that shit.”

  “Oh, baby, I do not want to play rough with you but I do reserve the right to smack that fine ass on occasion.” He smiles.

  I push myself off his chest and straddle him. “Just so you remember I know where you’re ticklish and I have no qualms about using my knowledge.” I run my fingers lightly up his sides to just under his armpits and then tickle him.

  He bucks underneath me and grabs my arms I can feel him getting hard between my legs. “If you don’t cut it out you are going to end up sorer than you already are.”

  I push off of him and get off the bed, sauntering my way to the bathroom, “Promises, promises,” I say going through the door. I hear him laughing as I pee. I am still a little sore but I am sure that one more round really won’t make any difference.

  My stomach growls loudly as I walk back into the bedroom. “I do need to eat before we do anything else. Someone said something about breakfast a few hours ago and totally reneged on the offer.”

  “If I remember correctly you were the one who interrupted me as I was getting it ready. It is not my fault you can’t keep your hands off my body.” He smirks at me.

  “Well it is a fine body but I am sure once I get used to it I will find it easier to resist.” I smirk back at him.

  He gets up and stalks towards me. “You think you will ever be able to resist me, baby?” He reaches me, grabs my ass and lifts me up and against him. “I am going to make sure you are as addicted to my body as I am to yours.” He kisses me and damn if I don’t want him right now.

  I grab his hair and pull away from his mouth. “While I concede you could turn into my new favorite obsession I really am hungry. You need to feed me please.”

  “Oh okay if you insist. But we will finish this later.” He puts me down and walks around me to the bathroom.

  I walk out and go to the guest room to find my bag and get dressed. Maybe if we have clothes on it will be easier to keep our hands off each other, probably not. When I walk out a few minutes later I can hear him in the kitchen scraping plates and loading the dishwasher. I smile. I like a man who cleans up after himself.

  “So what are you hungry for? I can call for anything you want,” he says when he spots me. He is dressed in jeans and a Yankees t-shirt, a man after my own heart.

  “I was thinking we could grab something on the way back to my place. I have to go grocery shopping. I promised Brad I would make him chicken alfredo for dinner tomorrow and have to pick up a few things,” I tell him.

  He frowns at me. “You’re making some other guy dinner tomorrow?”

  I roll my eyes. “He’s not some other guy, it’s Brad, you know, my friend.”

  “The friend who is just waiting for me to fuck up so he can get into your panties, I am not alright with this,” he pouts.

  “The friend who knows we are together and just wants to spend some time with me. I am not going to sleep with him, he is more like my brother. I don’t understand your problem with him.” I glare.

  He clenches his jaw. “My problem is the fact that he has been in love with you since before I knew you and I don’t see that stopping any time soon.”

  “Well you are just going to have to live with it because I am not going to ignore him just because you and I are together. I have just gotten him back too and I missed him. Please just realize that he is important to me and it would hurt me to lose him again,” I plead.

  He walks over to me takes me in his arms and kisses my forehead. “I will never like it but I am not going to come between you. I just wish I knew what made him irreplaceable in your life.”

  “He was the first friend I made when we moved to Oakdale and he got me through a lot of tough times when my father was still living with us. We were each other’s support system and I fucked it up. I need to spend time with him to get us on solid footing again,” I explain hoping he doesn’t ask any more questions. If he finds out that it was Brad that I lost my virginity to and when he will go ballistic.

  “Well I would feel better if I was invited too,” the sly devil says.

  “You are not invited this time but if you want me to make you dinner here later this week I will be more than happy to cook.” I look up at him. “But right now we need to get going. We can stop for lunch on the way and pick up steaks for dinner?”

  He kisses my nose. “Sounds like a plan, baby, I’ll go pack a bag.”

  I grab my bag from the guest room and go stand by the window looking out onto the park. It is a gorgeous day and would have been great out on the boat but I am just as happy being here. It’s not like the water is going anywhere. As I am lost in my thoughts Bobby puts his arms around me and I lean back against him. “Ready to go?” he asks.

  I turn in his arms. “Anywhere with you.” I lean up to kiss him.

  He grabs our bags and we head down to the underground garage. When we get off the elevator he leads me to the Aston Martin, there is a blue Mustang next to it and I whistle. “Wonder who owns this one.”

  “That one’s mine too.” He smiles. “Would you rather drive it?” He holds out his keys, “Your choice, baby, whichever one you want.”

  Wow which one do I pick? The Aston is smooth and sleek and the Stang is hard and hot I wonder if my choice of cars will determine Bobby’s demeanor for the rest of the day. The gentleman or the bad boy, well every girl I know deserves a day with a bad boy, I choose the Mustang. I get in, adjusting the seat. Starting it up, I listen to that motor growl. Oh boy this is going to be fun! Bobby puts the bags in the back and gets in. “Just don’t get into an accident in the city, this baby has a lot of pick up.”

  “Oh not to worry, I am getting used to being picked up.” I smirk and back up. He’s not kidding the car can move, I barely touched the gas and we were jerked backwards. The brake and the clutch are just as sensitive and I have flashbacks of him teaching me to drive stick in his old truck. The memory makes me laugh and he looks at me questionably.

  “I was remembering my lessons in the Ford,” I explain.

  “Well hopefully this drive will go better. I don’t really need to deal with whiplash this week.” He laughs. So yeah I did have a problem getting his truck into first but once I got going I was fine. “What was your record for attempts to get going, nine or ten?

  “Hey once I got going I was fine and I have been driving for years now, you have nothing to worry about.”

  We get out of the city and stop at a diner off the LIE. We go to Stop & Shop and pick up the all the ingredients I need for tomorrow as well as steaks and veggies to go on the grill. By the time we get to my place it is almost five o’clock.

  Jodi and John are hanging out watching the Giants and after putting the groceries away and marinating the steaks we join them in the living room. Bobby sits on the couch and grabs me to sit in his lap. “Who’s winning?" he asks John.

  “Giants fourteen zero in the second quarter.” John doesn’t take his eyes off the game. He is a serious Giants fan.

  Jodi is watching us and smiling. I blush a little and lean into Bobby. “We brought steaks and stuff to go on the grill.”

  “Oh good I didn’t have a chance to get out to the store, we slept late.” She is the one blushing now.

  We talk softly while the guys watch the game, once it gets to half-time the steaks are ready to go on the grill and we send the guys out to cook them while we do the veggies. We all eat in front of the TV so the guys can finish the game.

  We spend the night just hanging out and it feels so normal, we all get along well as only people who have known each other for years can do. Around ten I start yawning and Bobby and I move to my room. As soon as the door shuts he scoops me up in his arms and sits on my bed. “Alone at last.” He nuzzles my neck. “If I had to keep my hands off you f
or one more second I think I would have gone insane.” How does he always find the exact spot on my neck that turns me into a puddle?

  Wrapping my arms around him, I turn my head to capture his lips. How is it possible to have missed his kiss with him sitting right next to me all night? Our bodies were in constant contact but having his tongue in my mouth sends shockwaves of pleasure shooting down my body. “I need you in me,” I say into his mouth.

  He pulls away and looks at me. “Oh no, baby, we are going to take this slow. I want to savor your body.” His hands are under my shirt and he pushes it over my head. “I am going to kiss every inch of this beautiful body.” He undoes the clasp of my bra. “Fucking perfect.” He bends to take a nipple into his mouth and my whole body melts. I’m grateful for his arm around my back. He turns his body and gently places me on the bed. He is still worshipping my breasts with his mouth but his hands are working on the button of my jeans. As he slides my jeans off his mouth follows down my body, kissing and licking my stomach. He ends up kneeling beside the bed ridding me of my jeans, underwear and socks all at once. Grabbing my calves separating them, he moves his hands up the inside of my thighs pressing them further apart so I am totally open to him. His gaze travels up my body until it reaches my eyes. “Do you know how perfect you are?”

  I just shake my head I can’t form a coherent thought to answer him. I can feel my clit throbbing for his touch. I am already wet and I wonder if he can see it. His head leans down and he tastes me. “I can’t get enough of you.” He looks up at me as his tongue takes long slow swipes at my sex. My hands fist in the comforter I want him inside me so bad and he wants to tease me.

  “Bobby, please, babe, I need you so bad,” I cry.

  “I’ve got you.” He sucks my clit and I explode. I’ve never come this fast. He puts two fingers in me stroking slowly pushing up against the front wall of my pussy finding that one spot that makes my orgasm go on and on. I reach down with both hands and yank his hair I am done playing around.