by Nicole Casey
“Not really the ‘chill at home with Netflix’ kind of chick, huh?” he asked. “I always thought you were the kind of nerdy hot girl who plays video games at home and drinks hot cappuccino while reading a book.”
I laughed so hard at that comment. It was a little cute to think he thought of me that way. I then shook my head and explained, “I can stay at home and chill for games or movies but I just prefer the exhilaration from the outdoors.”
“This was really fun,” Damon then told me. “Maybe next time we can go out at the park and just ride one of those row boats. I know it doesn’t sound exciting but it’s at least a bit exciting and we’re not in the house, right? Jeremy would have fun too.”
“Oh shit, Jeremy!” I jumped when he mentioned Jeremy. I quickly checked my watch and hurried to get up, “Hey, I gotta go. I need to pick him up. Uh, I’ll let you know the next time we’re free, okay?”
“Is that a date?” he asked with playful eyes.
I rolled my eyes and gave him a peck on the cheek, “Yes, now scoot over. I need to go pick him up.”
Damon chuckled and bid me farewell. He volunteered to pay our bill and I dashed out of the diner and back to my car so I could pick up Jeremy. As I drove off, my mind wandered a bit and I couldn’t help but smile whenever I thought of Damon. He was still a little cocky rich boy but damn he was so handsome and turning out to be such a nice gentleman.
A few minutes later I was at the preschool and my son just walked out of the front doors with the rest of his classmates. I greeted him with a hug and gave him a big, wet kiss on the cheek.
“Baby, you’re always going to love mommy, right?” I asked him.
Jeremy looked at me with bewilderment and hugged me tighter, “Of course, mommy. Now come on, we got to hurry. The last episode of Dragon Raiders X is coming up!”
I chuckled and took him over to the car.
5
Damon
Emilia was so different lately. Ever since we got back together and began dating she’s always had this… air of eloquence but at the same time some raw power in her.
Since we started dating we spent most of our time out in town, taking Jeremy out to watch a movie, have some pizza or play games. It turned out he was also into football and for a four-year old he was really good. He got the sporty outlook in life from his mom.
However, it always puzzled me how she would never tell me more about his father. At times I wondered if I was the father – Jeremy was four and if I counted back to the night of our graduation then it would check out. I looked at that kid and at times it really seemed like he looked like me. He had the same hair, same eyes and the same love for football.
Those traits didn’t really mean anything because he was so young. Jeremy wouldn’t really develop his looks until his adolescence and by then he might look completely different from how he does today. Maybe I was just projecting myself onto him – but that would mean I wanted him to be my kid.
Those were my exact thoughts one day when I was out on my own, eating a burger at Mercury Wild on a boring Saturday morning, when Emilia texted me.
“Hey boo, I’m extra free. Do you want to hang out some more today?”
I looked at her message one more time. Did she just call me ‘boo’? That was like a blast to the past. No one uses that term nowadays and it was kind of cute for her to say that. It was also a little enticing because she finally stopped calling me just by my name.
“Okay,” I started texting back. “Where do you want to hang out?”
“At your place,” she then replied and I felt my whole world shake. “I just want to lay back and relax. Jack and Amy took Jeremy out to shop for their wedding.”
I raised an eyebrow and thought about it. Man, it would be so nice to have her at my place. However, I did swear not to have sex with her unless she was the one who initiated it. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to just be there together, right?
“Okay, I’ll pick you up in twenty minutes. I’m just finishing up my burger,” I texted back.
“Leave me some,” she replied and I laughed upon reading it. I decided to stop munching down on my burger and wrapped it neatly so I could give it to her. I then left of Mercury Wild, waving goodbye at Jasmine on my way out, and made my way to the car.
As I drove, I started to wonder why she was in such a hurry to meet up with me today. I guess she was just excited to spend some time with me without us both having to take care of Jeremy.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait too long to find out. Their home wasn’t too far from Mercury Wild and I got there in less than fifteen minutes. I would have arrived sooner if I didn’t slow down a bit so I could grab my cock and fix it in my pants so my hard-on wouldn’t be so obvious when I got to her.
When I finally got there I didn’t even have to get out of the car. Emilia was waiting for me outside the gates, standing by the large oak tree across the street. She was wearing this really gorgeous pink off-shoulder outfit and Daisy Dukes short shorts. It was so damn skimpy I once again wondered if she was intentionally teasing me.
“How are you?” she asked the moment she got in the car. “I’m sorry if this was so last-minute. I was going to take Jeremy out because he had no school today but then Amy decided to tag him along.”
I waved it off, started driving and said, “Oh, it’s okay. I was doing nothing anyway. Oh wait, here’s your burger.”
I then reached into the back seat, took out a brown bag and handed it to her. She reached in and took out the burger I had just a few minutes back. She chomped down with glee and looked at me like I had given her the best damn gift in the world. It was a treasure in of itself to see her smile that way.
“Good,” she said after finishing off my burger. She cleared her throat and asked, “Do you still live in that old manor?”
I shook my head, “No, my parents moved to England after I graduated so there’s no one to take care of that rusty old place. I got myself a condo unit downtown.”
Emilia’s face went from static to ecstatic in a snap. Her eyes widened and she looked at me like an excited little girl, “Oh wow, I’ve never actually been in one before. Is it like fully furnished and everything? Oh, who am I kidding? You’re an NFL star, of course it’s got everything.”
Seeing her so giddy and excited was turning me on. The way she bounced and rattled on and on was exactly like the way she was back during our graduation night. I kept on thinking of that night – she may think I just left her without saying goodbye but little did she know there were times where I would sit in my room or before a game and just fantasize about her.
“Why’d you want to hang out in my place, by the way?” I asked her. “Isn’t that new alien-thingy movie out in theaters?”
Emilia shook her head and poked me in the arm, “I just want to be with you.”
That was one of the weirdest things I had ever heard her say. I didn’t know what to reply to that and simply looked at her with a weak smile on my face. To my utter surprise, she leaned in and gave me a kiss.
As soon as our lips touched I slowed the car and parked to the side. I didn’t want this to just be another kiss. I wanted to really taste her and feel her. I wanted to freaking have her melt into me.
My hands reached out and started to roam her back. I reached out to feel her lower back and pull her in to me. I hugged her tightly and pressed down on her with my lips, kissing her as passionately as I could.
While we kissed she started whimpering and moaning. The mere sound of her voice was turning me on and I had to fight with every inch of strength I had to not reach up and grab her tits. I was burning with this intent to flirt more with her but fortunately, before I could do anything, she pulled away a bit.
“Damon,” she whispered softly as we pulled apart.
“Y-yeah?” I quivered as I responded. I was still so intoxicated with the taste of her lips.
She looked at me, bit her lip and then reached out to caress my face and lips. She then gave me ano
ther soft kiss on the lips and then said, “Hurry up, I’m feeling the need to tell you something but I won’t say it until we’re at your place.”
What in the world did she have to say that it couldn’t be told here? Confused, I just nodded and drove off until we got to my condo unit.
6
Emilia
His condo unit was smaller than I thought it would be. It was modest even in design and décor – he truly had changed from the extravagant rich kid he used to be. It didn’t feel so awkward to go in and sit down on his living room couch as if I’d been here for years.
“Care for a drink?” he asked me.
I nodded and he took out a bottle of beer from the fridge. Turned out it was one heck of a strong drink too but I needed to get a bit drunk for what I was going to say. I had a lot to reveal and unleash on him and some alcohol could help.
Damon then sat down beside me and asked, “What was it you wanted to tell me? I got something up too.”
I took a big gulp of beer, allowed the alcohol to swirl in my head, and then said, “W-wait, I need to gather my thoughts. What’s yours?”
He wrapped an arm around me, hugged me tighter and said, “It seems pretty serious. Mine can wait, if you want.”
“No, go ahead,” I told him.
“The next NFL season is still months away,” he revealed. “But I have a big game coming up in two weeks. There’s an All-Star special event taking place in London and we’ve been negotiating about it for months. My agent just called and said it’s confirmed – I’m joining the game.”
For a moment I was set to comment on that statement but instead, I turned to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He hugged me tighter and turned to me, shifting my kiss to his lips. He pressed back, kissing me even further until at last he parted my lips and dug his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues lashed and I felt like a sudden heat wave flashed over me, like every inch of my body was on fire.
Damon pushed forward and before I knew what was happening my back was down on the couch and he was on top. His lips continued to devour mine and our tongues danced in lust and ecstasy as his hands roamed over my body. I melted into his touch and squirmed only in pleasure when he found his way underneath my clothes and up to my breast. When he squeezed I gasped so softly but even then the faint whisper of my moan turned him on. My voice only drove him on and he began to massage my tits as our kisses continued to inflame our desires.
“God, you’re still so beautiful,” he whispered softly into my ear before he lashed his tongue out and licked my skin.
The heat and moisture of his licks turned me on further and almost instinctively I spread my legs and he wiggled his way in between them. His other hand reached down and slid down underneath the fabric of my panties. My eyes shut tight and a moan escaped my lips the moment I felt his fingertips grace my already-soaking wet pussy lips.
“D-Damon,” I called out to him in the midst of my cries. “Fuck me. Fuck me!”
“Baby you don’t have to beg twice,” he answered and pulled down on my shorts and panties in one go. As soon as my pussy was free and exposed he dropped everything and made his way down until his tongue found its way between my legs.
“Aah, oh God it’s so good,” I moaned out as Damon began to devour my soft, tight little pussy. He lashed out with his tongue and ravaged the lips of my flesh like a hungry animal. He didn’t stop and continued to dig in like I was his last meal on Earth.
“F-fuck, fuck!” I yelled out when he began to apply pressure and kisses not just against my lips and walls, but also on my clit. Merely rubbing his lips against it sent shockwaves across my body and I shuddered as he pressed on.
My fingers clawed at him, raking through his hair and down his back, but he welcomed my wild enthusiasm and rewarded me with a soft slap on my tits. I growled and smiled back at him, my eyes squinted in pure ecstasy.
Damon undid his pants quicker than I could see and he had his monstrous cock dangling down at me in no time. I grabbed it like an anxious schoolgirl and squeezed tight. Even then, with all my effort, I couldn’t wrap my hand and fingers around the girth of his meat. It was that big.
A quick moment of silence and uncertainty passed between us. In that moment I saw him look into my eyes. Even in that short amount of time, I saw the depth of his affection for me and perhaps some essence of pity. I didn’t know why but it made me feel warmer inside instead of angry and unsure.
“Damon,” I whispered before our dance of lust would continue. “I’ve always loved you.”
“Do you love me still?”
“Fuck me and let’s find out,” I answered vaguely, with the sultriest voice I could muster. That was the kinkiest thing I had ever said in my life and I could only hope that it would lead to the inevitable climax I was hoping for.
Fortunately for me, it did. Damon didn’t waste another breath with words and plunged his cock into my warm and aching pussy. As soon as he thrust in and penetrated through my flesh and walls I felt a surge of pain like nothing before. The shock reverberated through my body, from head to toes, but instead of pushing him away I welcomed him closer. I wanted more and as he gave more I felt the pain wash away and it was replaced with nothing but a mind-numbing ocean of pleasure.
Everything faded into the background – even my conscious mind. There was nothing important at the moment but the way our bodies melded into one. My moans echoed through the walls of his condo and our bodies washed with sweat and cum.
I couldn’t recall how many times I came that day. I just knew that I did and my orgasms further locked my mind away in some faraway place. It was a long while before I came to see our surroundings and it was after a few minutes after that I realized we had taken a nap in his bedroom instead of the couch we began having sex on. When I turned to my side, however, I saw Damon was gone.
At first I panicked and thought he had left me there. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d wake up after having sex with him just to see him gone. Yet a few minutes after I heard clanging in the kitchen and it occurred to me he was making coffee.
I smiled, sat up and waited for him to return.
7
Damon
When I got back in the room Emilia was already awake. It was just marvelous to see her naked and seated up on my bed. She was hotter than any other girl I’ve ever had. Even now it was shocking how I had ignored her for so long.
“Hey,” I greeted as I walked back in and handed her a mug of black coffee. I placed mine down on the bedside table and snuggled back right beside her on the bed. She took her coffee, sipped, and with her other hand grabbed my cock and gave it a quick squeeze.
“Mmm, that’s so good,” I exclaimed when she stroked my shaft. Her touch was so delicious it was getting me hard all over again. “You’re so good.”
Emilia giggled and blushed. She then told me, “Okay, I’ll spit it out: I’m the one who broke the ‘no sex’ rule we had.”
I laughed and hugged her tightly, “I wasn’t going to stop you. I’ve been thinking about you ever since college, you know?”
“Really? So why’d you leave me?”
Fuck. I knew that question would come up and I didn’t really have a good answer. I squeezed her with my embrace and just blurted out the truth.
“You want the honest truth?” I asked. “I didn’t intend to leave you. I just did, for no real rhyme or reason. I had NFL try-outs back then, you were going to leave town for your business pursuits and I figured it would have been just a one-night stand…”
She nudged me with her elbow and sneered, “So I was really just a one-night stand?”
“No, actually, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. There were times when I wanted to email you, message you on Facebook or call you.”
“So why didn’t you?” she asked me.
I sipped my coffee and placed it back on the bedside table, “I was nervous, scared and unsure. I didn’t know if you were mad at me or if there was a chance we’d get to be together the way w
e are now.”
“You should have at least tried,” she told me. “I was waiting. I thought of messaging you too but I was worried my email would get buried amidst all the fan-mail you get.”
She was right. I should have at least tried but I didn’t. I was sorry about that, I truly was, but there was nothing we could do about it now. The past was done and we were here in the now.
Thinking about that reminded me she had something important to say. I knew it was beyond just the exchange of “I love you” and having sex.
“What was it you really wanted to tell me about?” I asked her, shattering the brief silence between us.
“Do you really want to know?” she asked. “If I say it, do you promise that you won’t just leave me again? I really need to make sure of this.”
Her words took me back a little bit. Was it really that shocking? What was it that she was hiding from me? It just made me think about this revelation even more. Even though I was starting to feel a little uncertain about pressing on I just had to know now.
I nodded and promised, “I promise that no matter what this is about and no matter what you have to say I will not leave you. I will never leave you. I waited five years for a chance to spend time with you again and we spent the past few weeks getting to know each other – genuinely getting to know each other – and those moments made me realize how much I need you.”
“I hope you mean it because what I’m about to say is going to change everything,” she told me. “I like how things are… it’s like being in a real relationship and I’m scared that if I tell you this one thing it’ll change.”
Jesus, woman, just say it! I was starting to get a little impatient but I knew I had to just shut my mouth and let her take her time with this. I just gave her a kiss, hoping it would let her I would stand my ground and by my words.
