“I don’t give a fuck what Andrew thinks of me, or anyone else in there.” My voice is louder than I intended so it’s a good thing we came outside. “I only care what he thinks about you. I thought you dumped him? Because you realized it wasn’t actually you he wanted? Isn’t that what you told me the other day when I was at your place taking care of you when you were sick?”
“It’s important for me to give him another chance, Ryder. And it’s not really your business, anyway.”
“I’m your friend Denise. And I think you know I want to be more than that.” I know she felt something the other day. She let me hold her for hours while she slept, for fuck’s sake. That has to mean something.
“You have no right to ask anything like that of me!” Her eyes flash with anger while she pokes me in the chest with her index finger. “I watched you hook-up with countless women foryears.Years that you did everything you could to make me think you were fucking every woman you could get your hands on. You put on an act to make me believe you were sleeping around even after you’d stopped, if I can believe what you told me the other day. You don’t get to tell menowthat you have feelings for me, and expect me to drop everything in my life and come running. Who do you think you are?”
“Whoa, whoa.” I gently take her hand from my chest. “I don’t expect anything, Denise. But I know how angry you were the other day. I know you didn’t want anyone who would expect you to change yourself. And now here you are, a week later, and you’ve changed yourself and taken him back.” I gesture to her outfit.
“That’s my business, not yours.” She stomps away to the other end of the deck and sits in a chair near the outdoor fireplace.
I follow and sit directly in front of her on a stool. Leaning in close, I grab the arms of the chair and pull her so close that her knees press against the stool between my legs. She glares at me, her ice-blue eyes flashing.
“I’m sorry I told you about my feelings the other day,” I say. “It was not the right time. That wasn’t fair to you. I got caught up in how easy it was to spend time with you, and how it was what I’ve been dreaming of for years without believing it was even a possibility. But I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you find another Andrew without at least trying to see if you could feel for me what I feel for you. ”
“Ihadfeelings, and you found a new girl every night while I looked on.” She looks down at her hands in her lap. I can’t stop myself from taking them both in one of mine and reaching to touch her cheek with my other hand. She looks up at me again, and I can swear her eyes are glistening now. She looks like she’s on the verge of tears. “I just don’t know what you want from me, Ryder.”
“I want everything, Denise.” I breathe while sliding my thumb across her lower lip. “I want you to be mine.”
I know it’s wrong, and I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop myself from leaning closer. She licks her lips as I approach slowly, giving her plenty of time to turn away. When she doesn’t move, I kiss her gently. My heart beats faster as Denise’s breath quickens against my lips. I taste her lower lip with my tongue and am rewarded with a soft moan. Taking that encouragement, I part her lips with my tongue, deepening the kiss. Denise shakes her hands free from mine and grabs the front of my shirt, pulling me closer, kissing me back roughly.
I reach down between us and lift her legs over mine, dragging her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. Someone could come out here at any moment, but I can’t bring myself to stop. I reach one hand up into her hair and the other to her ass so I can pull her onto my hard cock; I want her to feel what she does to me. I close my fist in her hair, tilting her head back, and I kiss along her jaw until my mouth is against her ear.
“I want you so fucking bad, Denise.” I grind my dick against her pussy, and she pushes back against me. “Can you feel how hard I am for you?”
I kiss down her neck and run my tongue along her collarbone, listening to her gasp. The heat from her cunt warms me through my pants, and I just might die if I don’t find out how wet she is. I move my hand from her ass around and up underneath her dress, teasing the edges of her panties with my fingers. I kiss my way back up to her mouth, teeth grazing her bottom lip before I kiss her deeply. My fingers find their way to the front of her panties and I growl low in my throat.
“Oh god, babe. You’re so wet for me.” I slide my fingers under her panties and through her slick heat. I brush my thumb against her clit and she moans into my mouth, pressing her pussy closer to me, chasing the friction she needs. My thumb makes soft circles around her clit, and her breath catches.
“Please Ryder,” she whimpers.
“Do you like that? Do you want more?” I don’t think I can ever get enough of this woman. The noises she’s making are shooting straight to my dick, making me uncomfortably hard.
“Yes, yes, more.” She grabs my hair with both hands and pulls me into a deeper kiss.
I slide two fingers into her while continuing to work her clit with my thumb. She rides my hand with abandon while my fingers massage that spot inside that I’m not sure anyone before me has ever found.
“That’s it, baby,” I growl in between kisses. “I want to feel you come all over my hand. Can you do that for me?”
I feel her pussy start to clench around my fingers, and I push a little harder on her clit, moving my thumb in tighter circles. I squeeze my fist in her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. As I feel her orgasm approaching, I bend my lips to her neck, finding the pulse point and licking it with my tongue, nipping at her with my teeth.
A wave of wetness rushes over my fingers as her cunt clamps down on me. Denise throws her head back, a low moan coming from deep in her throat as I continue to coax her orgasm from her. While she comes I gently bite and suck on her neck, adding a little pain to make the pleasure that much sweeter.
When I’ve finally wrung every drop of her orgasm from her, and she’s panting with her release, resting her head against mine, I kiss her lips again. I slip my fingers out of her and slide my hand out of her panties. My other hand is still in her hair and I use it to pull her head back, so she’s looking at me. I make her watch as I put my hand to my mouth and lick every bit of her come off of my fingers.
“You taste so good, babe.” Her eyes widen as she watches me. “When I finally get to eat your pussy, I’m going to take my time and enjoy every second.”
I lean forward and kiss her again, sliding my tongue into her mouth, tasting her like it could be the last time, because, honestly, it could. These moments, no matter how sweet, were stolen, I know that. But for now she kisses me back, and it’s perfect.
Just then I hear the door to the deck open and Denise jumps off my lap and back into the chair.
“Hey guys?” Devon is peeking out the door. “Andrew is looking for Denise. I think he wants to go home or something.” He rolls his eyes. Of course Andrew wants to go already. He doesn’t like any of us, and that includes Denise.
“I have to go,” Denise says to me, “I… I don’t… I just have to go.” And with that she pushes her chair back away from me, gets up and goes back into the house.
“You coming, man?” Devon asks from the doorway.
My dick is so hard there’s no way I can go back in right now. Better if I just leave from here.
“Nah man,” I say. “I’m just going to go home, I think. I’ll walk around the house, though. Don’t want to risk seeing Andrew again, you know?”
He winks at me. Shit, he probably saw a little more than he should have. “I got you. See you soon, buddy.” he says before going in and closing the door behind him.
I stand up and adjust my dick in my pants. Fuck, I’m pretty sure I’ve never been this hard in my life. But holy shit, is Denise ever sexy when she comes. I’ll be picturing that when I jerk off later. Hell, I’ll probably picture that every time I jerk off for the rest of my life.
I make sure I have my keys and phone, and then go down the stairs to walk around the house. The last thing I want is to see Andrew and Denise leaving after I just made her come. Although… No, that wouldn’t be fair to Denise.
