Patrick laughed, but he didn’t sound happy or all that amused. “I couldn’t figure it out. Why the fuck should it matter if you hated me, if I disappointed you? I just thought you were pretty, I kept telling myself. I was just attracted to you. It wasn’t that bad because we can’t help noticing attractive people, right? That’s what I always said to myself. Then that night I was in bed and it finally came to me that I loved you. That I always had, particularly when I got to know you. You might have been recalcitrant in my company but you still spoke. I still found out things about you.”I sat next to him and put my head in my hands. It felt like it was going to explode any minute. “You can’t possibly love me, Patrick. We were never close enough for that.”He ignored me. “Two or three months later I told Chloe I didn’t love her anymore and things weren’t working out. Then she filed for divorce.” He moved cautiously closer to me. “I wasn’t going to seek you out, Nina. I thought I’d get ove
“Chloe loves you. It’s going to work out. All of it.” Looking at my expression, he said, “If you prefer, we’ll keep it discreet for a little while. But I’m not letting you go now that I’ve got you, now that I know what you taste like, what you scream like, what you moan like ... what you feel like. I can’t let you go.” His steady eyes bore into my own. We both knew what a risk he was making, unveiling all his intimate thoughts and emotions to me when I could easily turn around and break his heart. It was then I accepted how serious he was.I wanted to tell him something, but I didn’t know what. Then he slid into me, touching me deep inside while his eyes probed my own, and I couldn’t say anything at all.A few hours later he put his suit back on. Now it was entirely rumpled; he had removed it in a frenzy.I slipped on pajamas and watched him prepare to leave. A pang went through my body and I realized I was already missing him. I didn’t want to see him go. Impulsively I kissed the arc
She talked about ways she could figure it out, how she knew she was trespassing on his private life but she couldn’t understand how he could move on so quickly, how it wasn’t fair he had met someone and she kept going on dates with losers, but I was lost in the stormy ocean of my own hazy, messed up world.Then she said something and I was brought back to the conversation. “What?”“I asked what’s up with you. You’re a million miles away.”“I’m sorry.”She looked me over and then a small smile flickered on her lips. “You’re fucking someone, aren’t you?”“Chloe!”She looked at me closely and her smile grew wider. “Oh my God, you’re serious about him, aren’t you?! Why haven’t you said anything? Is that why you’ve been acting weird? Tell me everything! My own love life may suck but that doesn’t mean you can’t tell me about yours!”I can’t tell you about mine, Chloe, because you’re likely going to ram a machete into my head, I thought.“I’m not seeing anyone.”This time she heard the lie.
She must have wanted a surprise girls’ night.She said nothing. I said nothing. Patrick slipped out of me. I felt his cum slipping from my pussy and down my thighs, the ultimate evidence of what we’d just done. Of what she’d seen. Of what she’d heard.She took a step backwards. Then she took another. It was like we were wild animals and she couldn’t turn her back on us because we were dangerous.Well, weren’t we?Her face was white, her eyes wide, her mouth open on a silent scream. It felt like an eternity as we stood there, us watching her, her staring at our naked and fucked bodies.Then she ran and disappeared, leaving behind the scene of betrayal as quickly as she came upon it. I was too frozen to go after her. I stared unseeingly at the empty doorway, wondering if it was all one big nightmare.Patrick pulled his boxers on and retrieved a broom and a mop. He shut the door and started sweeping and mopping up the floor. I watched the glass dance and listened to the sound it made as
Since...Then everything clicked into place. I didn’t just want Patrick.“Do you know when I first started loving you?” I asked him, not realizing my prolonged silence had sent him into his own quiet whirlwind of thoughts. His head snapped up and the heat in his eyes nearly made me stop speaking. The words, however, and the emotions, had been stifled for too long. “You were married to Chloe for four months and the two of you made me go to the movies with you. It was a stupid movie but I can’t think of the name now ... Chloe went to the bathroom. We were standing by the concession stand.”Patrick said nothing but his alert eyes and rigid posture told me he was listening and that he recalled it all perfectly. He never forgot anything.“My ex-boyfriend was there. Mike. We had just broken up and he was there with some gorgeous girl, practically fucking her against the wall. You got so angry. I didn’t understand it then. I was too depressed to make sense of anything, really...” I drifted o
Walking back into the bedroom, I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Patrick sprawled out and fast asleep like a little kid, Rufus curled up on his chest. It was strange getting used to his vulnerable side, but I liked it. I was struck once more by how quickly everything had transformed. It was overwhelming, to be honest.I didn’t know what would happen with Patrick. He was moody, arrogant and a self-proclaimed narcissist. He had changed slightly, but he hadn’t changed that much. He could very likely break my own heart one day.Climbing into bed with him, smelling him and feeling his warm arm automatically wrap around me, I figured it was a risk I was more than willing to take.Thankfully the next day was a Saturday. Feeling and looking as I did, I would have had to call out from work. My eyes were glassy and puffy, and I’d had nightmares all night. I was exhausted, scared and devastated.Patrick woke up and smiled at me, and then his smile faded. I looked awful. “I’ll go get you
He obliged and flipped us over so I could ride him. His strong hands cupped my butt and tried to move me up and down, but I resisted. Leaning across his body so that my nipples touched his chest, I whispered in his ear. “I’m running this, asshole.” I sat up and moved all the way up before slamming back down. Scorching heat up through my pussy obliterated any remaining particles of pain floating around in my mind.He moaned and slid his hands around, letting one grasp my boob while the other toyed with my clit.I ran my nails up and down his chest, scratching him as I moved fast. My hair flew around me; some strands stuck to my sweaty forehead. The sex was so intense I nearly burst out into tears again.Wanting to dish out the same punishment, I started slowing down. I ground into him, letting his cock move around inside my soaking warmth.“No,” he said breathlessly. “Please. I need ... Need it faster.”“Too bad.” I smirked when his eyes focused on me. My head fell back as I moved back
Sighing, I stood and put my shirt back on. I threw on some sweatpants and then quirked an eyebrow at Patrick who still lounged on my bed, thoroughly naked. “Are you going to sleep the day away, then?”He didn’t smile. His stare was intense and hypnotic. “It’s going to be okay, Nina. They’ll all forgive us. Just give it time.”My phone vibrated—I had a text. I had a good idea who it was from, and a glance at the screen didn’t prove me wrong.Chloe wrote, “Lunch at noon at the cafe around the corner.”I showed it to Patrick and he looked at it with confusion. “Well, I guess that’s good. At least she wants to talk, right?”I nodded silently, but I had a bad feeling about it. It was getting late so I started to get ready, not speaking another word to Patrick. He got up at some point and was waiting for me by the door when I walked over to go. He handed me my purse and pushed my hair back from my face. “I have to run over to my apartment for a little bit so I won’t be here when you get bac