The play boy's secret lover

Bang, bang, bang, bang,

“What the fuck?” I say waking up with a fright. I listen again to the sound, am I dreaming or is someone banging on my door.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

I reach for my phone on the side table. It’s 3:30 am. Who would come to my house at this hour.

Bang, bang, bang.

“Shit.” I get out of bed, walk down the hallway to my front door. I look through the peep hole. I see Knox leaning on the door. He’s drunk and he’s here.

I see his fist move to bang the door and I panic. If he bangs on this door one more time he’s going to wake up my landlord. And she hates rowdy tenants; I don’t want to get kicked out of my apartment, I can’t afford to be homeless. This is the only nice apartment I can afford that’s near school.

“Don’t” I say and his fist hovers over the door. He looks into the peephole and smiles. I take a deep breath to calm down. I need to hold my irritation with him on the inside. If I don’t I’ll scream at him as soon as I open this door.

I turn on the light and open the door. He blinks rapidly his eyes struggling to adjust to the light. He’s sloshed; he can barely stand up straight. He looks so disheveled and wild. His hair is all messed up and his clothes are all pulled and even torn in some places. This is a rare sight because Knox is always put together; he never leaves the house unless he looks absolutely perfect.

I look at him trying to figure out what’s going on here. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Knox this drunk before. He gets a little tipsy sometimes but I’ve never seen him out of his mind drunk like this. 

“Melody!” He screams smiling. He reaches his hand out trying to touch me but he misses me by a mile. His depth perception is all messed up. He walks into my apartment staggering. I catch myself almost helping him. I need to stop caring about this guy, he doesn’t care about me.

“Shhhh.” I say covering his mouth. “Don’t make noise. My landlord is upstairs.”I say and close the door.

“I’m sorry.” He says giggling. I look at him annoyed and his smile disappears. He stands as straight as he can and tries to fix his clothes. He mouths I’m sorry at me.

“What are you doing here Knox?” I ask annoyed. I sigh tired of his shit; I want him to say what he wants and get out of here. I’m too sleepy and tired for all this drama. 

“I missed you.” He says leaning on a wall.  He smiles at me trying to look adorable or sexy. I’m not sure what the look he’s giving me is because he’s so uncoordinated. On a good day this would have been so funny and entertaining but I’m so annoyed I’m on the verge of rage.

“You missed me?” I ask already knowing where this is going. I’ve fallen for this bullshit before. I take a step back to create distance between us. He’s looking for someone to break him off, make him feel good and when he’s satisfied he’ll leave me high and dry. I know how this goes.

I won’t be that person for him tonight; he should go elsewhere to get his loving. As a matter of fact he should go get freaky with his girlfriend

“I think you should go.”I say not interested in the rest of his sob story, especially when he’s drunk. If I let him in he’ll be in my bed whispering lies in my ears, telling me his heart is aching. I’ll fall for it and try to comfort him, we’ll have an amazing night together and I’ll think it means something. But when I wake up in the morning he’ll be gone. Leaving me to deal with the aftermath of it all, I don’t need him distracting me from my life.

We’ve been through this too many times for me to fall for it again; I refuse to be played for a fool on more time.

“You’re kicking me out? Mel?”He says sad. He slides down on the wall and plants himself on the floor. I walk to the opposite wall and sit down too.

“Yes. We both know what will happen if I don’t.” I say looking at him. He frowns at me.

“That’s why I’m here. Let’s have a fun night together. Why are you making this complicated?” He asks smiling. He gets up covering the distance between us so fast I don’t get the time to get up and get ready to claim my space. He places himself between my legs. He opens my legs wide so that he can have free access to my body.  

He is sitting on his butt but he is still so tall that he towers over me. He is sitting so close that I have to place my head back so I can see his face. I close my eyes anticipating his kiss, I don’t know if I have the strength to resist him. He grabs me by the neck, I moan softly. He knows I love to be grabbed like this. He leans in his lips hovering over mine; I swallow hard feeling my body come alive.

Knox is the only person that can turn me on with just a look. He has a hold on me that he uses to his advantage. He knows how use his power to make me comply but his control always comes with consequences for me.

Once I taste him I want more, I’m addicted to his essence. But he never wants anything more than one night. But a few hours with him will never be enough for me. it has never been enough.

“What’s wrong with this?” He says kissing my lips softly, I sigh and open my mouth. His hold on my neck tightens making my pussy wet. I sigh holding myself back; I don’t want to give into him but even I know I’m sliding on thin ice here.

He deepens the kiss plunging his tongue into my mouth. I moan louder. I feel his other hand brush my pussy over my pajama pants. I move my hips to meet his touch, I want him so bad and I know I shouldn’t. he puts more pressure on my pussy moving his hand up and down, I almost scream out in pleasure. I want so much more I wish his fingers were deep inside me right now.

All I need to do is say yes and he’ll have me screaming in pleasure with his fingers, lips and beautiful pussy. Knox can fuck and he knows that. I wish he was mine but he will never be.

As soon as he gets what he wants he’ll be gone. I will be left alone to deal with the heart break. I open my eyes and look at him. He has her eyes closed. I grab his neck and push him back; I don’t put a lot of pressure. Just enough to make him let go of my neck.    

He opens his eyes surprised. I’ve never been this rough with him before. I can see him get even more aroused by this but that’s not the reaction I was looking for. He opens her mouth and pants loudly. He’s letting me have power over him and he really likes it.

I feel my pussy get the wetter at the thought of making him do what I want. It would feel so good to make him beg for it, the way he likes to make me beg.

“No!” I say getting up. He sits back, balancing on his hands. He looks up at me sad and confused.

“You’ve never said no to me.” He says whining almost. He’s right; I always give him what he wants. When he comes to me all horny and ready I give in and we fuck. So this is a first for both of us.

“Tonight I am.” I say looking at hm stand up, he looks sober all of a sudden. He’s not staggering anymore. I too feel a punch energy coursing through my body. I’ve never stood up for myself with Knox so I feel on edge.

I have this buzzing feeling going through my body.

“Why Mel? I just need…”

“Right, it’s always about what you need. What about what I need?” I ask feeling brave all of a sudden. I know I should use this opportunity to get everything out. I know when I wake up tomorrow morning I won’t feel this brave.

“Is this about you wanting to be in a relationship? I told you that’s not possible. I have responsibilities. I can’t just let those go.” He says getting loud.

“Will you keep your voice down.” I say and he covers his mouth with his hand. “I know all about your responsibilities and I told you I’m cool with all of that. What I don’t understand is why you’re here and not where your responsibilities are. ” I say and his whole face falls. He sighs so deeply it sounds like he’s groaning.

“Okay, I hear you Mel. This will never happen again.” He says fully sober now.

“I think it’s best for both of us.” I say going to the door to open it for him.

“I can’t go home tonight.” He says and I turn back around to look at him.

“Why not?” I ask annoyed. Is he trying to play me? Was that all an act? Was he trying to get me to let my guard down and then ask t stay?

“I had a fight with Samantha.” He says his face sad again.

“Wow.” I say closing the door. I lock it and walk to my room. He starts to follow me. “You can sleep on the couch.” I say and that stops her in his tracks.

“Wow you really don’t want me here.” He says and I almost laugh. It’s not that I don’t want him here. I just don’t want him in my bed. “You’re couch is so small.” He says walking back to the living room. I know he won’t fit on that tiny thing but he needs to sort himself out. He should have thought about that when he was on his way here. He shouldn’t have just assumed I would let him hit and then he would wake up and go back to his life.

 He and his long limbs need to figure out how to fit on the sofa. I don’t care. Well I do care but I really shouldn’t. I f he’s uncomfortable on the sofa he should go and make up with his girlfriend and sleep in his bed.

Or he better yet he should go to a hotel, he can afford it. He should do anything he wants as long as it doesn’t involve me.

I get him bed linen, a blanket and a t shirt he left behind the last time he was here. When I walk back to the living area he’s sitting on the couch. I hand him the stuff and walk back to my bedroom.

“Good night” he says behind me. I make a sound in agreement and close my bedroom door.

 I get into bed. I’m proud of myself for standing my ground. I know if I gave in it would have ended in disaster for me like it has so many times before.

The sad thing is now I’m horny. All that touching and kissing left my pussy and hot.

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The next morning I wake up to an empty house. I find a note on top of the folded sheets.

Thanks for last night

I’m sorry for the hustle

Bye.

I take the note and throw it into the bin.

“Thanks for everything.” I say to the empty room.