Lustly(38)

He was kidding himself if he thought I’d sleep with him again. Sure, the last time I’d been caught up in the moment. How many times in someone’s life were they seduced by two people in front of an audience, or however it ended up playing out? “You’re willing to meet me every week, pay me a ton of money, when you may not get anything out of it besides a sob story about a mother who sells her body for sex to get out of her adulterous marriage.”

“When you say it like that it sounds like a terrible idea.”

“Well it is.”

“I’m still not giving up.”

“I’m wasting your time.”

“Time with you is never wasted.” His words made me feel special, even if the surrounding circumstances were far from that.

“I want you to get your money’s worth.” It was true. If I wanted to take advantage of someone with money I would have taken Eli’s and stopped this disaster of a decision.

“So you’re willing to sleep with me even if I’m not asking for it?”

“Well, I’ve already slept with you. It’s not like a second or third time makes it different. Either way I slept with another man while still married to my husband. He’s out doing it to me right now. As a matter of fact he’s in the next town over right now at a shitty hotel f*cking my neighbor as we speak. Why can’t I do the same? It certainly makes me feel better about what he’s doing.”

“I shouldn’t have f*cked you that day. I’m not that man. Seeing you naked with that girl, touching her and experiencing such pleasure turned me on. I couldn’t watch you doing that without being a part of it.”

I felt my body reacting to his typed words. I thought back to that day and how I couldn’t control my need to be satisfied. “What kind of man are you?”

“I’m the man who pleases his woman first, who takes her places and protects her from herself. I’m the man who puts his needs second for the woman he cares about. That’s who I am.”

“You sound too good to be true, Frankie. Do you have a suit of armor and ride a white unicorn as well?”

He laughed and it made me laugh too. “I’d like to kiss you now. Would that be okay?”

I finally let my body fall down on the bed. My arms rested above my head and I closed my eyes, even though the room was pitch black with the exception of his computer screen. It was funny how I wanted nothing more than to see his face, but I’d sat there talking to him without even peeking behind me. I heard him closing the machine and opened my eyes to see that no light could be found. As my eyes adjusted I saw the physique of a man hovering over the bed in front of me. Instead of climbing on top of my naked body, he rested his to the side of mine. I felt his hands touching my abdomen and rising up the skin between my breasts. He never touched them, but moved slowly up my neck, then my chin, finally stopping at my lips. His mouth went up to my ear and I heard him whispering. “Say you’re mine.”

This was some kind of role play. Obviously we both knew that I didn’t belong to him, except one day a week between the hours of ten and twelve.

“I’m yours.”

His lips brushed over mine, so slowly. At first he played with my mouth, kissing each lip separately. As I began to reciprocate, our movements intensified. We went from being side to side to me climbing on top of him. He was fully clothed, yet I was stark naked. I’d decided that between Frankie and Eli’s kissing I preferred slow and passionate, over fast and forceful. I couldn’t remember the last time Charlie had made me hot between the legs from only kisses, but that’s exactly what was happening to me. I could feel the fire igniting, and knew that even without seeing this man’s face, I could enjoy his company. I began rocking my body over his. His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass and stopped me from moving. Then he pushed me away from kissing him. “Stop,” he whispered.

I could feel his stiff erection pressing against his pants that I sat on top of. I knew it was there. I moved my body again over top of it. “I know you want me. I can feel it pressing on my *. Your kisses make me crazy,” I admitted.

I felt his hand touching me between my legs. Vigorously, he began rubbing my clit. My body started to grind over his and I cried out only moments later in sheer bliss. A loud groan escaped him when he realized that he’d got me off so quickly. Then he patted the side of my hips and moved me off of him. “I have to go,” he whispered.

I sat up in the bed wondering what I’d done wrong. “Why? I didn’t ask you to stop?”

The computer opened and his back was turned to me again. I looked up at the ceiling as I heard him typing. “If you f*ck me right now, will you still f*ck your friend later?”

I sat up and looked at the silhouette of him. “What the hell? Are you seriously asking me that? Are you sick or something? I’ve never f*cked my friend.”

“So you wouldn’t if he asked you to?”

I fell back on the bed and covered my face. “I don’t know. He’s asked me before. I just can’t. I can’t do this and be with him, while still legally married.”

“Do you want to f*ck your friend, Lily?”

I closed my eyes and thought of Eli. I thought about the way his lips felt when they kissed me. I imagined what it felt like to watch his hands exploring my body. “Yes.”