Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The minute he pulls out, I run to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I really hope he wasn’t offended, but I was still so hot for him, I needed the shower, cold. I can’t believe what we just did. I love it. Raw, primal sex. Now that’s what I’m talking about. God, he was awesome. I stand under the showerhead with ice cold water flowing through my hair and down my body. I could feel it warming before it got to my stomach. The next thing I knew I could feel this incredible heat behind me. I felt him touch my waist and my pelvis trembled. I had to get myself together before I turned around. When I did, I looked into his eyes and my legs turned to jello. His gaze was fucking magic. I looked away thinking maybe he was a witch or warlock or something. That’s it, I’ve been charmed. Shit, 99% of me didn’t give a fuck. I leaned into him and licked his collarbone. He made this sound that made me go further down. I grabbed his dick and stroked him. He closed his eyes and I felt him gasp. I put him in my mouth, I was surprised at how good he tasted. In this moment all I wanted was him at the back of my throat. I sucked and twirled my tongue around the head. I moaned at how good he felt in my hand, and in my mouth, like those popsicles from the ice cream truck as a kid, except supersized. When I moaned he grabbed my head and squat to get it in just right, and I saw fireworks. Now I know someone put a hex on me. I’ve had sex before, but most times, it was over before it started. This was marathon sex. I know good and damn well I was dripping in this shower and not from the running water. He let out this guttural noise and it was like strumming a guitar, it hit my ear just right. I stood up and he grabbed my ass and hoisted me up, with one hand, just where he took my breast in his mouth and I thought I’d explode. He found his way back in again and held me against the wall of the shower and holding my waist and began to fuck me senseless. I was trapped on this wall and had to take it all. I reached out and caressed his chest, while holding on to the top of the glass door; and when I say he hammered me home, there were bright lights swimming in my head and I felt him touch me there, on that damn bite and I convulsed when I came.

OMG!, I really fucked myself into a coma! I wake up, the next morning, in my bed, my hair looking like a dried chia pet; I turn over and there’s this Playgirl model  next to me. I sit up in bed and try to smooth my hair down and I began to recount the last 24 hours. It started with a beautiful run, then I’m attacked by three huge, mutated wolves, got bitten, then rescued by a modern day Hercules, who probably molested me, then has some kind of magical power over my pussy, becoming irresistible and doing things to my body I’d never experienced; yeah it’s been one hell of a day. Everything was sore, and I wasn’t sure my legs were going to work. My arms were rubber. I needed to sleep for a week. I was afraid to get in the shower with him here, as a matter of fact we needed to talk from a fucking distance. I can’t risk whatever this is, to keep happening. I mean hell, I’d never get out of bed. He stirred and like a startled cat I sprang out of bed. I ran into the closet and threw on some shorts, and a half shirt, and examined the leggings and sure enough, there was the rip where I was bitten. “Fuck.” I said and went to make some coffee. I needed to clear my head and also Lady Di was coming later on today. Shit! That was going to be a clusterfuck, Di was going to want the play by play. As I stood in the kitchen, I was suddenly ravenous. I pulled out a couple of steaks, seasoned them and threw them on the grill on the stovetop. Mmmm, they smelled heavenly. When I was in the middle of whisking eggs, there was a knock on the door. I look out of the window and see two of the guys I thought I remembered from the gas station.

“Yeah?” I said through the window.

“Hey is Tal here?”

Who is Tal?

“Probably the guy you’re in there fucking.”

“Excuse you?”

“Come on girl, we need to talk to Tal!”

“Wait a minute, I’m not fucking opening the door for you.”

“Come on, we don’t bite, unless you want us to.”

Ewww, a real gentleman. Once again I feel that heat beaming on my back, and I know he’s right behind me. As he walks past me, he trails his hand across the small of my back. Sparkles every fucking where. I winced. He goes to the door and steps outside. I go back to sip my coffee and check the steaks, eyeing them outside. I almost wanted to run up and lock the door, but there was another part of me that really didn’t want him to go. Come on Gen, what the hell? Okay, it was a colossal roll in the hay, but shit I’m acting like I want to be wifey. Hell no. He comes back in and sits on the stool by the counter. I don’t want to face him, so I ask if he wants coffee. I turn for his answer and he’s drinking mine.

“You don’t want me without my coffee.” I say with attitude laced throughout.

“It’s good.” he says. What are you cooking? It smells delicious.

“Well, I’ve got steaks and eggs, you in?”

“Hell yeah I’m in.......for everything, sexy.”

I heard him but I tried to hum in my head because I felt it.

“Yeah!” I said loudly trying not to concentrate on what he said.

“Hey, we’re having a party tonight I’d like for you to come so I can introduce you to my crew.”

“My bestie is coming today so I’ll have to be here for her.”

“Cool.” he said, “Bring her.”

“How do you even get over to your house? Don’t tell me we’d have to take that boat.”

He laughed, more humming to block him out.

“No, there’s a road about a quarter mile up. You can’t miss it.”

“Okay, well we’ll see. I don’t know if I can be around you here, what’ll happen in a public setting?”

“That is my house, I have multiple bedrooms over there.”

I hummed so loud; I didn’t realize I was literally humming out loud.

“It’s okay, it comes in waves. It will be a little more controllable in time.”

“Hold on, you did say you knew what was happening to me, what the hell does that mean? I’m confused here. I was bitten by a horse/wolf, where do you fit in?”

He smirked, which actually made me mad, like he was keeping some girlie secret or something.

“Listen you and your friend come tonight, and I’ll tell you a little more. Okay?” He came around the counter. Oh shit. I thought to myself, if he gets any closer, it may be more cooking in here than my eggs. After we ate and he finally left, I was able to take another cold shower, straighten the place up and wait for Di. I was excited to see her and tell her everything that’s been going on. It seemed like forever, and I got to take a well-deserved, well-needed nap, I hear the garage open and her signature, “What’s up bitches!” Walk through the door. “Hey girl how are you?”

“I’m good, Di, do I have some shit to tell you!” I was excited.

 “Well, I have some shit to tell you, just remember, don’t be pissed at me.”

“What did you do?” I asked with a hand on my hip.

“Well, I told a few friends I was leaving, and someone decided to follow me and then someone just had to tag along.” She hee-hee’d, I never moved or flinched; I was gauging just how pissed off to be.

“Well, Chase said he wanted to talk to you, but that he’d only spend the day here and go back tonight and then of course Cathy had to come to keep an eye on him.”

I could hear them making their way in the house, arguing. I pulled Di over to the curtains, “Look bitch this was YOUR idea for a getaway from HIM and the very person I do not want to see, you bring here?” I gave her the coldest stare.

“Hey, I didn’t bring anyone here, did you hear me say THEY followed me? I wasn’t about to let them in my car, so they followed in theirs, and kept pace with ME, you know that’s a fucking feat, in and of itself. You know I left home about 30 minutes ago,” she smirked. “There’s three cars on the property. Only two in the garage.”

“Hey, cool! This is beautiful Di! Hey Gen, how are you?” Chase asked like he was invited.

“I was great, until five seconds ago.” I said, ice in my voice, giving Di a death glare.

“You could help me with the bags Chase.” Cathy comes in with two suitcases. I walk off to my room, grabbing a bottle of wine and a glass along the way. Two hours later there’s this weak, timid knock on my door.

“Go away!” I said feeling every bit of that bottle.

“Coming in.” Di comes in holding another bottle in her hands. “Peace offering, my Hershey kiss.”

“I hate you, and that God-awful name.”

Di runs in and hops in bed with me.

“You know this is technically my room right?”

“Wrong, possession is 9/10 of the law and I’m possessing it, and after this shit show, I get what the fuck I want.”

“Okay,  I give. So, what did you want to tell me before…..this?”