I wanted to posses her. I wanted to dominate her. I wanted to show her that no one else could please her like I could. No one else would love her like I could. Love? Ugh. My mind traveled back to the trollop from earlier tonight, as my lips traveled down Rene’s neck. What was this feeling? Jealousy? Insecurity? Need? She silenced my thoughts temporarily by kissing me roughly and thrusting herself deep inside me.
This woman stroked my body expertly as if this member was indeed part of her body. With every movement, I wanted more, I craved more. I planned to ride her until one of us fell out. I was determined that it was not going to be me.
That was hard though with her hands roaming my body, squeezing, caressing and coaxing moans from my lips. My own sounds kept me wet and hungry. I leaned back, gently swirling my hips. I felt her body tense beneath me.
“You like that? I bet you’re soaked…” I slipped a hand between us to touch her. She was flowing like a waterfall. With the same hand, I caressed her jaw and touched her lips. She sucked my fingers dry. I tried my best to keep my composure, but I was seconds away from losing it.
I looked into her eyes and her eyes darted at the spot just above my head. That’s odd. She often commanded I look into her eyes while we were making love and tonight…Well, she had been avoiding my face all night. What was this about? Was she thinking about that trollop? I didn’t want to read too much into it and I didn’t want her to read that business card at all. It was underneath a pile of clothes that lay scattered across our bedroom. And then I reminded myself that she wasn’t the only one that had gotten a business card tonight.
I had told Rene about the agent, but I wasn’t sure she believed that’s who the persistent woman was. She knew I had no interest in becoming a “professional” artist. She probably thought this was somone woman trying to get into my non-existent drawers.
“Are you jealous? You know I don’t need any agent,” I tried to reassure her. She coughed and I felt her mentally withdraw from me.
“Naw, woman, of course not!”
“I think you are,” I smiled. I flashed the dimples, but Rene wasn’t looking at my face. She reacted physically to my words by sitting up so quickly I almost lost my balance on top of her. I held on to her tightly. I knew how to change her mood. I buried my hand in her locs and aimed my lips at her neck, but she wasn’t cooperating. Shut down. I tried again and she instead exercised her superior strength over me, by manipulating my lips with her before shoving me off of her. She stood next to the side of the bed.
“I’m not jealous,”she insisted.”But I’m not blind, either.”
“And what was that supposed to mean?” Last I checked, I wasn’t wearing contacts either! It didn’t take twenty twenty vision to see how much she enjoyed getting attention from numerous women. And she hadn’t even mentioned the life-sized-man-made-wannabe-barbie.
“Tonight, when I saw you with Max…” Her voice faded to a whisper. “I mean, I was just caught off guard, that’s all.”
“I thought you were…Nevermind.” Was this really about Max? She has got to be kidding.
“What, is there someone else?”She asked, then had the audacity to smirk. There was a part of me that wanted to smack the smile off of her gorgeously handsome face.
“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that question?” she replied.
