He threw the towel into the bin and grabbed a fresh shirt from his closet. This game was going to have to end soon. He wanted her and it was just a matter of time. Dani might be too shy to make the first move. Well, the real first move anyway. They had seen each other’s bodies and brought each other to pleasure without a single touch. But he was getting impatient. He wanted her. He dreamt of her almost every night, dreams so vivid he could almost feel her lips on his body and the tight heat of her pussy. He woke up drenched in his own sweat, his dick so hard he would have to stroke himself to orgasm just so he could go back to sleep. He would have to have a taste of her, and somehow, he knew that a taste might not be enough. But he was patient. Like a predator stalking his prey, he would wait until she was ready and then make his move.
* * * *
Milo went through the week just as he always did, going to work in the morning, coming back. It was a busy time and he was preparing tests for midterms the following week. He was in his bedroom, shuffling around and trying to get organized. Finally at around 11:30, he finished and went up the stairs and into his bedroom. When he got busy like that he hardly had time for anything else. So it took him a while to notice that the light in the house next door was on. Well, technically it was Dani’s turn. While he felt excited at the thought of seeing her body, he also felt impatient. He decided that as soon as he finished with his tests, he would go over to her. He had already planned it. Well, two scenarios. First scenario was, if she played coy and shy, he would woo her traditional way, with dinner and flowers. The second scenario? Well maybe she was not so shy and he would get to have her sooner than he thought. Either way, she would end up wet and willing under him.
He walked over to the window and grabbed the binoculars. He peered through them, adjusting the lens. What he saw was something he did not expect.
Dani was in her living room, sitting on the couch with her legs tucked under her, a glass of wine in her hand. And she wasn’t alone. Next to her on the couch was a man, also drinking wine. He said something and she laughed, putting her hand on his shoulder. Milo felt like an icy hot knife had plunged into his body. He gripped the binoculars so tight he feared he might break them in half. Did Dani think this was what he wanted? While the first time she spied on him he was with another woman, that technically didn’t count since this game hadn’t started yet. This fucking game, he thought as he continued to watch them. Now he wished it had never started and that it never went on, and he and Dani could just have stayed the way they were. Because if things hadn’t changed, he never would have felt this way. Jealousy, plain and simple. He wondered if she tired of the game and was moving on, because he certainly did not want to see another man fuck her. He wanted her to himself and thought that was what she wanted too. Having another man being inside her and possessing her made him want to rage. Milo looked away and slammed the binoculars across the room. He didn’t want to see this, any of it. But, he couldn’t avoid it and even if he shut off his lights and went to bed, he would be thinking of her and that bastard. No, he thought, I have to get out of here. He ran down to the kitchen, grabbed his keys, and drove off to his favorite dive bar.
* * * *
“Owww…” Milo moaned. Someone had left the light on. He opened one eye and realized it wasn’t a light. It was the sun. Fuck! He looked at his bedside clock and saw he only had 30 minutes to get dressed and go to his first class. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Although he went out to bars with his friends or sometimes his students, he hardly got stinking drunk, at least not since college. He sprang for the shower and turned the water on to full blast, the icy cold needles waking him up.
He had a vague recollection of what happened the night before. Shit, my car! He had been so drunk the bartender had taken his keys and put him in a taxi. He would have to call for a cab to school as well and pick up his car before he went home. Milo tried to piece together what happened the night before. He saw some former students who were now upperclassmen and they were more than happy to give him shot after shot after shot. He also recalled some bimbo sliding up to him, trying to convince him to go back to the alley with her but it was good thing he was so drunk he couldn’t even stand up. Part of him wondered if he should have gone ahead and maybe fucked her. But still, she could have been a student and he vowed never to get careless like that again. Doesn’t matter, Milo thought. He wasn’t ever going to let his dick do his thinking ever again.
Part 3
“Damnit!” she cursed. Dani furiously tapped on the backspace button on her computer, erasing the paragraph for the nth time. It’s just not working, she scolded herself. She took a deep breath and then let out a sigh. This was a damn brochure for one of her regular clients. She could usually do this in her sleep, but today, it just wasn’t working out. She was too distracted, too antsy. It had been a more than week since she watched Milo from the Carters’ balcony. Since that day, she hadn’t seen him, nor did she see a light go on in his room at night. She wondered if he was getting tired of this game or just lost interest. Or worse, she thought. Maybe he found someone else and he was staying over at her place. She looked out her window at his house. It was broad daylight and he would be at work. She shut down her computer, grabbed a book from her shelf, and went to her front porch, not bothering to put on a bra under her white t-shirt. She was sure per pink nipples were poking through, which was exactly what she wanted.
She sat on the wicker sofa, trying to concentrate on her book, but really, she was looking out of the corner of her eye, trying to get a good view of the house across the street. Finally, she saw Milo’s blue Volvo pull into the driveway. Dani jumped from the sofa and pranced over to her front yard. Surely she could catch his attention. However, she was wrong. Milo barely glanced at her. As soon as he was out, he slammed the car door shut and walked straight into his home. She could almost feel the icicles coming from across the street. That she was being ignored was the understatement of the century. She was being shut out.
* * * *
Dani thanked the bartender as he handed her a drink and left him a tip. Seeing no other tables free, she sidled over to the other side of the crowded bar where she was elbow-to-elbow with the other patrons. She checked her phone again. Rebecca was 15 minutes late. After the incident with Milo, she texted her neighbor, asking if she was free for a drink. Rebecca said yes as she had a date cancel on her anyway and had a sitter all lined up. Dani put on her best little black dress and arrived at exactly 9pm at Olives and Figs, one of the newer bars in town. She heard they had great martinis there and wanted to try them. She felt a buzz in her purse and took out her phone. It was a text message from Rebecca.
Sorry! Sitter cancelled last minute. Will try to find another one.
Dani sighed. No prob, she texted back. Take your time or just tell me if you can’t find anyone. She hit send and then took a swig of her dirty martini. It was good, but she sure wished she had someone to talk to. She would give Rebecca another 20 minutes and she would just have to cancel and go home.
“Why, what’s a pretty girl like you doing standing here alone by yourself?” asked a voice from behind.
She turned around and saw a cute young guy, maybe early 20s, smiling at her. He had blonde hair, green eyes, and dressed in a white shirt, skinny tie, and pants. “I’m waiting for my friend,” she answered back.
“Oh really?” he said, his eyes flashing. “What time does he get here?”
“She,” Dani corrected. “And she’ll be here as soon.”
“Oh good,” he said and motioned to some guys behind him. “My buddies and I can keep you company while you wait, we have a table over there.”
Dani looked at the crowded bar and realized she wasn’t really looking forward to getting crushed, especially since more and more people seemed to be coming in each minute. What the heck, she thought, following the younger man to the table.
“I’m Steven,” he said, guiding her by the elbow.
“Daniella…Dani…” she replied.
When they reached the table he introduced her to his buddies. Steven and his friends were in town attending a friend’s wedding. The ceremony was the next day, so they thought they would go out and have fun before the big day. She talked and laughed with them, and even accepted two drinks from them. They were nice enough, but they were already drunk and definitely getting drunker and drunker as the night progressed. Steven was also getting a little touchy, first he was just doing innocent little things like brushing strands of stray hair from her face or touching her arms, but soon, he began moving his hands to her waist or putting it on the small of her back and sliding it lower. Dani would deftly avoid his touch or simple move away when he got too close. She looked at her watch and it had been an hour since she last heard from Rebecca. Steven had gone to the bathroom and she realized it was a good time to escape.
“I’m so sorry guys,” she said to them. “My friend hasn’t texted me back and I’m worried about her.” The men were disappointed, but they wished her well.
Dani breathed in the cool, fresh air, feeling some relief. She called for a cab and waiting by the curb outside the bar.
“Hey beautiful,” a familiar voice called to her.
Shit! She plastered a smile on her face and turned around. “Steven,” she greeted him weakly.
“Dani, sweetie,” he said, moving closer to her. “You just left without saying goodbye! I’m hurt.”
“I had to go…my friend…”
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m sure your friend is fine, maybe she just forgot.” He snaked an arm around her waist. Dani could smell the alcohol from his breath. “No come back inside with me…unless you’d rather go somewhere else.”
Dani placed her hands on his chest. “I don’t think so, Steven,” she said, gently pushing him away.
“Aww, c’mon sweetheart,” he slurred. “Don’t be like that, I thought we were making a connection back there!” He tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her closer. She could feel the bulge between his legs pressing into her hip.
Oh he wanted a connection all right. “Really, Steven, please, you should let me go before you embarrass yourself!” She’d had her share of drunk guys and was used to dealing with them.
Steven’s green eyes darkened. “I don’t think so, sweetheart,” he pressed himself harder against her. “You see, I know what girls like you want.”
“I believe the lady said you should let her go.”
Dani froze. It was a familiar voice and she knew who it was. She turned her head and saw those light colored eyes, flashing with controlled anger.
“Hey buddy, go mind your own business!” Steven roared at him. Dani took advantage of the momentary distraction to get free of Steven’s grip and then scrambled to Milo’s side. He quickly stepped forward to get between Steven and her.
“I think you should go back inside,” Milo said, his voice even and steady, but had force behind it. “Your friends are probably looking for you.”
The other man looked like he was going to protest, but instead shrugged. Milo turned around to face her.
“Dumb cock-teasing whore!” Steven called out as soon as Milo’s back was turned.
Dani watched in horror as Milo’s eyes flashed with anger and he turned around. “What did you say, buddy?” he asked, putting emphasis on the last word.
“If you didn’t hear me, old man, I said that bitch was a dumb whore who loves to tease cocks and deserves a good lesson! ” Steven taunted. “She threw herself all over me in there and now she wants to say no. I bet she’s already got her panties wet-”
Milo didn’t give him a chance to finish as he punched the younger man in the face. Steven’s head reeled back, but he countered with a punch of his own, his fist connecting with Milo’s cheekbone. Dani screamed as Milo swung back at him, giving him an uppercut, sending Steven flying back.
“Milo!” she shouted. Steven was about to get up, but Milo stepped on his stomach. “Milo, no!” she pleaded. She walked over to him and grabbed his arm. “Please, let’s just go! Take me home!”
Milo gave Steven one last look of disgust and then let Dani drag him away.
* * * *
Milo had brought his car and he was parked not too far from the bar. He unlocked the doors and let himself him, Dani following him meekly inside and into the passenger seat. Neither said a word and 20 minutes later, Milo pulled up in front of her house. They drove back to Lavander Court in silence.
There was silence for what seemed like an eternity, and finally, Dani spoke up. “Milo, I just wanted to – JESUS CHRIST!” Dani’s eyes were wide as she saw the cut on his face bleeding profusely. She grabbed a tissue from her purse and reached across him to dab at the wound. He flinched slightly and grabbed her hand, but did not pull away. His skin felt warm to the touch. “Please, Milo,” she said. “Come in and let me take care of that.”
He sighed and then unlocked the car doors, nodding at her. She stepped out of the car and walked to her front door, opening it and letting herself and Milo inside. She led him to her kitchen table and motioned for him to sit down. She disappeared for a moment and came back with a first aid kit in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other. She poured him a drink and then sat across from him and proceeded to take care of his wound.
Neither said anything. She finished placing the bandage on his cheek.
“Thanks,” he said sheepishly and stood up. “I guess, I’ll--”
“Wait,” she said gently, taking his hand and turning it over so she could inspect the cut there. “I don’t want this getting infected.” He sat back down and let her finish bandaging him up.
While she proceeded to clean the cut, Dani tried to look at him from the corner of her eye. He was very still, his face expressionless, though it looked like he was trying to contain his emotions. She moved closer and accidentally brushed his thigh with hers. She mumbled a soft “sorry” but when he shifted to move away from her, she could have sworn she saw a bulge between his legs. She felt hot all over, knowing he was turned on just from having her touch his hand. When she finished applying the Band-Aid, she held on to his hand.
“Uh…Dani…is everything ok?” he asked.
She nodded, and brought the hand up to her cheek, closing her eyes. She heard him suck in a breath and she turned her cheek so she could press her lips against his warm, rough palm. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him.
“Jesus!” he cursed softly, his voice rough and hoarse. He then quickly leaned forward, grabbed her waist, and hauled her to his lap so she straddled him and they sat nose to nose.
Dani blinked in surprise. Then, his mouth moved in and pressed against hers. She felt her body stiffen and then relax against him as he kissed her, gently at first and then becoming more urgent. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt his tongue against her lips, seeking to gain entrance into her mouth. She parted her lips and felt his tongue snake in, touching hers, and urging her on. She moaned as he then dragged his lips from hers and moved lower, down to her neck, leaving trails of heat in its wake. His lips sought the place where her neck met her shoulders and he gave the skin there a lick before he sucked on that sensitive spot.
She jumped in surprised, grinding her hips down, feeling his the bulge in his pants pressing up urgently against her. Dani realized that only a few layers of fabric were between them. She shifted her weight, planting her legs down as the continued to grind against him.
“Dani, baby,” he said, his face in the crook of her neck. “If you keep doing that, I won’t last long.”
“Milo,” she sighed. “I can’t…I can’t wait…” Her body felt like it was on fire and the only thing that could put her out was him. She rocked her hips against his.
“Me neither,” he groaned. He grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and planted her on top of the kitchen table. “I need you now,” he growled and pushed her so she lay down on the table, then pulled her dress up over her waist.
“Yes, Milo,” she plea
ded. She heard the ripping of fabric and felt her panties being ripped off from her waist. When she looked down towards him, he was unzipping his pants, his erection springing free as he shoved his pants down. He grabbed her and hauled her back up again, hooking his arm under hers and placed his hand behind her head, pressing her forehead to his so he could look straight into her eyes. His other hand snaked down to her bare pussy, rubbing a finger on her slit. She was already wet and it slipped inside her easily.
“Dani,” he breathed her name. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you. Tell me you want this too.”
“Oh Milo,” she sighed, staring up into his gray eyes. “Yes, I want it too. I need you inside me.”
That was all the encouragement he needed and entered her in one deep stroke. She cried out as she felt his cock fill her, closing her eyes. He stayed still, letting her adjust to his thickness. After a moment, she took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and nodded at him. He growled and then started thrusting into her. He hooked both arms on her shoulders, pulling her down as he pounded into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she continued to bounce up and down on his shaft. He pounded into her, short, quick, hard strokes that made her pussy clench in pleasure.
“Miloooooooo!” she screamed his name as she felt her orgasm building up. He continued to fuck her sweet, tight hole.
“That’s it baby,” he encouraged in between thrusts. “I want you to come for me. And this time, I want you to come because of my cock inside your pussy.”
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