Like I Want You

“What are you exactly saying?” He asked walking towards me.

I need to be honest with this man. I took a deep breath in.

“I feel like you’re starting to be the center of my existence and it’s scary. We met only a week ago and a lot has happened.”

“I know,” He said so calmly putting my hair behind my ear and then started to search me on the face with his eyes as if he lost something.

I moved my face closer to his to kiss him but he turned away.

“You should probably go to sleep, there is the bedroom.” He said to me. He literally turned me down.

He took off his polo neck to provoke me. Some of the wounds were already healing and some of them he dressed them with a bandage.

“It’s rude to stare.” He says, and it’s rude to turn down your wife.

“So you’re not going to make love to me?” I asked and he turned to me with a reassurance look.

“Love?” He asked. I took off the heels and the earrings and looked at him.

“Let me rephrase that. So you are not going to fuck me?” I can be feisty sometimes