TRYING TO FORGET THE EX

Ryan

“Good work everyone” I announced, stepping out of my office with my bag in hand to the rest of the workers as we decided to call it a day; it was 7pm already.

“Goodnight, Mr Ryan”

“See you tomorrow” They responded to which I replied with a smile. 

I turned to Kate, my secretary. “Don’t stay here until late”

“Yes, sir” With all things for tbe day taken care of, I made my way out of the company to the parking lot; heading straight for to my car. 

On getting to it, I pulled the door opened, climbed in as I revived the car engine; zooming off. 

My phone rang and as Anne’s name flashed across the screen, I suddenly didn’t feel like going home; where I knew she’d be waiting for me. 

I answered nevertheless. “What is it?”

“Are you still at work?”

“I’m on my way home”

“No, don’t come home tonight”

Taken aback, I questioned. “What did you say?”

“I’m angry with you. You didn’t call all day to apologize on how you treated me at court today and I’m really not feeling like sharing the same bed with you today, so don’t come home”

Anger cursed through my veins. I mean, I didn’t want to go home before to Anne but what right did she have to say that to me?. “Hey, that’s my house”

“No, it’s your ex-wife’s. Anyways, I called to tell you that so bye”

“Hey-“ she hung up before I complete my sentence. Furious, I threw my phone across the car seat; banging my fist against the steering wheel as I screamed out loud in rage. 

“God damnit!” I cursed, pulling my car to the side of the road because lord knows I was capable of causing an accident right now.

Breathing in and out harshly to get my anger under control, I encouraged myself. “Take deep breath, Ryan”

But my efforts were all futile; my anger weren’t alleviating not one bit. 

Looking up ahead, I see a club just few blocks from where I was and drove my way towards it. 

Climbing down from my car and making my way in, the club was crowded with people drinking and dancing. 

The loud blaring music would have sounded like noise to my ears if it were to be a different situation but rather, right now; it sounded soothing. 

Walking up straight to the bartender, I took a seat as I placed my order. “One martini with two olives, shaken not stirred”

“Coming right up”

As he moved to place my order, my mind flashed back to when I’d visit a restaurant with Ciara and after ordering a juice for myself, I’d order a coffee for her because she liked taking taking caffeine after a long drive.

I found this habit of hers weird at first but as the months went by and we spent more time together, I got to understand why she did that. 

She’d apparently done so to keep herself awake so that she could spend time with me or else if she hadn’t taken the caffeine after her long drive, she would have slept off; leaving me all to myself.

Now that I think about it, it seemed like this divorce was for the best—although it’d happened in a ugly way—but I see now that our marriage had been doing more harm than good to Ciara. 

“Here’s your order” The bartender said placing my drink Infront of it; which I immediately gulped down. 

“Another” I said as the action went on repeat twice or thrice before a lady in red glistening gown plunged down to the seat beside me and whispered into my ears. 

“Do you want a good time, handsome?” She questioned seductively. She wasn’t my type. Hell, she wasn’t even the usual ladies I’d go for on a normal day. 

But right now, I was too drunk to make my own decisions. 

Cocking my brows, I inquired. “How good a time can you give me?”

I was exhausted. So exhausted. From the court to seeing Ciara with another man to Micheal’s face ruining my day and lastly Anne’s tanturms making it all worst. 

I just wanted to forget it all. How? Didn’t matter to me; I just wanted to wake up to a new day, head back to work and ask for the company’s update. That’s all. 

“Well let’s find out, handsome” Taking me by my tie, she led me into a dimly lit room. 

As the door slid open, I walked onto the room with her; my lips never tearing away from hers.

Damn, I couldn’t remeneber when last I’d felt this way—as though his body was on fire—not even Anne had come this close. 

Hell, was it because I was drunk? Whatever it was, today this hot drop-dead mouth watering goddess had Ignited a spark within me that only she could put off. 

My hands slid up and down her frame till it landed on her ass; I squeezed that soft bunch of goodness in my hands, fisting hungrily. 

Goddess in heaven, she had such a fucking perfect body that fit into my arms as if we were made for eachother. 

Focused on only eachother’s lips and nothing else, we were both oblivious to the flower vase on the desk that crashed upon our impact as we made our way to the bed. 

The flower vase wasn’t the only thing that crashed to the floor though, my blue suit along with my white shirt followed. 

Finally as if the journey had taken forever, I felt the back of this mysterious lady hit the soft mattress. It was there and then she took the time to stare at me. 

Adoring me from my brown hair, blue eyes to my clean shaved jaw. She placed soft kisses from the top of my eyes to my cheeks and down to my jawline as I let out a a soft hiss as though I was being tortured.

And goddamnit, I was!. I was on the verge of exploding but still, I wanted to take it slow even though going slow was fucking killing me!. 

I claimed her lips once more, slowly and more passionately this time; even though I wanted take her on every corner of this room, on the floor, the kitchen counter..I wanted her to beg for it!. 

I slid my tongue through the folds of her lips penetrating deep into her mouth and intertwining with her tongue.

Damn, I loved how she was ready to give as equally as she received. I’d never met anyone that matched my sexual desires as she did and that’s what made her fucking perfect to me.

I for one was glad to have met her today because I was positive—with every fiber of my being—that I was never going to forget this day.

She’d had torn her lips apart from mine to feel my broad chest with her hands. 

Seeing me close my eyes with pleasure, she decided to place soft kisses on my chest hair.

“Take off my dress”. She ordered as I did exactly as she’d commanded. One thing I’d noticed about this mysterious lady was that rather than she begging me to take her like I'd expected; she gave commands. 

And I’ll be damned if that didn’t turn me on. 

As her glistening red gown slid down her body length, I couldn’t help but stare at her bare skin with wide eyes as my jaw dropped. “God, you are so fucking beautiful”. 

I didn’t think my words would have an effect on her as it was obviously something I’d assumed she heard everyday but I couldn’t be further from the truth as my words had made her blush. 

In that moment I thought she couldn’t possibly get any cuter. When her red gown was completely taken care off, I threw it across the room not giving a damn where it landed; Be it the nearby fire that had been set up to keep the room warm or whatnot. 

Staring at her claded at nothing but a black bra and red lacey pants, I trailed my hands up and down the length of her bare skin as I wondered how she still look like a fucking goddess even with the room dimly lit. 

I’m the luckiest man alive. I thought, placing soft kisses from her navel upwards. Each fluttery kisses made her toe curl up in a ball with pleasure. 

She’d absent mindedly placed her hands ontop my hair, stroking it as I worked my way up the the nape of her neck while my second hands moved lower, sliding through her lacy panties to the dark curls of her private part. 

At first, I teased her just pressing and running my fingers against her until I made one slutry move and slid my fingers deep inside her. 

She let out a low moan, licking her lips as she spread her legs wider inviting me deeper within her folds; an invitation I accepted. 

I slid my fingers out of her secret zone dipping it into my mouth as I sucked off her juices from my fingers before reclaiming her once more and this time, she let out a loud scream; unable to control herself. 

I could tell that the onslaught became much more unbearable for her as I slid in yet another finger.

“Take me”. She said through gritted teeths. “Just take me”.

 She clearly couldn’t handle the torture as she wanted me to make her cum already but hell, I wasn’t done with her yet. 

You can’t say I’d even started because I didn’t know if I’ll see this beauty when morning comes so if this was our first and last time together, I’d planned to fuck every inch of her. 

And if she planned to leave me when morning comes, that’s fine; I’d just fuck her till she couldn’t walk!

Twirling my fingers around her, I slid in and out of her secret zone and I swear, I could feel her body pulsating and beginning to vibrate.

She was close, I could feel it. She placed her hands over mine directing it to her perfect spot and when it hit, she came with a loud shout. 

“F*cking hell”. I cursed; that was the most sexiest thing I’d ever experienced. 

My resolve to go slow finally broke as I pulled my jeans down the length of my legs and released my manhood from behind my briefs, stroking up the length of my hard, rock person; pumping fervently until I was certain I was ready for her. 

Taken by lust and with an unquestionable desire to satisfy my pleasure, I slid my manhood into her secret zone without any protection.

We both let out a loud groan; God, she felt good skin on skin. She jerked up to adjust to my weight as I groaned; feeling her vagina walls tighten around me. 

I cursed softly, beads of sweat dripping down the side of my face. Whether it was from the heat the fire emitted to the room, I couldn’t tell. “I’m going to move now” I said with gritted teeths. 

When she’d had given me the go ahead, I gripped tightly onto either sides of her hips as I rammed into her, each thrust faster, harder and deeper than the last. 

We both let out a scream as we felt ourselves reaching the zenith and then I pulled out; spilling my seeds onto the bedsheet as I collapsed by her side spent and wasted.