Twisted Secrets

        "Yes mom I'm okay, No I am not just saying that to get you off the phone."- I told her while rolling my eyes and holding my phone against my face with my right shoulder. "No mom I'm not doing anything I'm not supposed to."- I said annoyed.     I grabbed my phone and put my mom on speaker while I placed my phone on my night stand next to the picture frame that held our picture from 2 years ago...  You know when things were "The simpler times".     "So why don't you tell me what you're up to then?"- My mom asked with a deep concern tone. I knew from the sound of her voice she was really worried about me. Can you blame her? With my past and everything that came to light. There's no reason why I should question her concern for my well being and my life decisions.         "I'm actually folding laundry mom, your baby girl is a big girl now." I said in a very bitchy sarcastic tone.       "Oh Honey maybe if you would of grew up sooner you wouldn't be in this mess."  She snapped back at me. "Honey I just don't understand how you ca...."     " Maranda Please!".- I yelled. Maranda is my mothers first name. And even though I don't usually call her out by her name she knew that when I did it was mainly cause I didn't want to talk about what ever past of mine she was going to bring up. She really knew how to push my buttons bringing up my past.    "But Cami.." - I cut her off again "STOP CALLING ME THAT! IS ANYONE AROUND YOU!?" - I threw the pair of leggings I was folding on the floor. "I told you NO ONE can know you're talking to me! Please tell me that you're alone mom". - I flopped down to the floor while I grabbed my phone and leaned my back against the wall while letting out a big sigh. As I began to rub the back of my head for how stress I was feeling I noticed my mom was quiet on the phone.     "Mom? You there?" Silence once again. "Mom please I didn't mean to yell. I'm just dealing with a few things of my own and I don't want to worry you or stress you out also."  I looked down at my phone in my hand to see if she had accidently hung up but she  was still on the line. But she still hasn't said a word. "MOM! Please say something! I don't have time to play the silent game over the phone. We aren't supposed to be talking for this long you know-" I was cut off quickly by my mothers crying screaming voice. "That's the problem with YOU! You always have some problem or issue that you want to deal with on your OWN, just NOT to worry me! But guess what!? THAT'S TO LATEEE! You screwed it up YOUR DAMN SELF!!.  "WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST LIS-" I cut my mom off by ending the phone call. The Anger filled my eyes with tears that began running down my face. I chucked my Iphone across my bedroom hitting the wall and bouncing to the floor. At the moment I didn't care about chucking it but once I did chuck it I quickly got up and went to grab it.     "f**k! " - I said while grabbing and starring at my shattered phone screen. Then it hit me. "f**k NO! NO! NOOOO!!! I start my first day tomorrow at my new job!" - I started to pace back and forth looking at my not so visible screen. It looked like a millions of tiny spider webs spread throughout my screen. I couldn't even make out the time. But I saw one thing I was able to make out  and it was that I had 10% left on my phone. "Great! I might as well charge it in case I get a call.... How I'll pick it up will be decided once the time comes."  I plugged my phone in and decided to just forget about my laundry and flop right on top of my bed. I closed my eyes for a few minutes to concentrate on my breathing to be able to be fully relax. It was pretty difficult to relax with what just happened and also realizing that I'm going to have to buy myself a new phone. I kept tossing and turning trying to find the right spot it was impossible. Why couldn't anything go my way for once!? As I turned over to my left side facing my window I saw that it was beyond late probably 2:00 am or 3:00 am. Who knows since I cant see my time on my phone screen.     I decided to try to fall asleep by forcing my eyes shut and no matter how much I tossed and turned I kept them closed.  Foot steps came by my room door and then I heard a knock. *knock,knock,knock* The last thing I wanted was to have any interaction at this point.          "Can a girl gets some rest"- I said while turning over to my bedroom door. *knock, knock, knock* "Who is it?"- I said trying not to make it seem like I was not annoyed. But I definitely was and the last thing I want at this point is someone questioning me. I get up and walk up to the door and opened to see who was behind it. As I opened the door I was met with a big white perfect smile and some beautiful green eyes that seemed to be delighted to see me once I opened my bedroom door. There stood a six foot three man with slick back short dirty blonde hair. Tattoos covering his whole right arm and only his upper left side of his arm. The details of his tattoo were well professionally drawn that you can tell he takes pride in them since he's showing them off with a white tank top and slightly flexing his tone arms while leaning against my door way.    "oh brother"- I said to myself while rolling my eyes.     "Can I help you, Luca?"- I said while looking at him up and down noticing he's wearing some nicely fitted gray sweat pants that outline his you know what. "Up here sweetheart"- He said in a sexy deep voice while giving me a side smirk and a quick wink. "A lot going on?"- Boy was he right a lot was going on. But I wasn't talking about me. "Bigger than what  I thought." I couldn't help but say it out loud and not even notice I was biting my bottom lip while starring at his tone body and how good he looked in those sweats. "ha ha ha I'm asking about the yelling I heard earlier. But good to know you were thinking about him."- He smirked at me again "Huh? Wait what?"- I was confused as to what he was saying until he started to rub his hands together then looked down at his outlined d**k then back at me and made it do a little jumping movement. I can't believe he caught me looking at his outline. What am I saying it's kind of hard not to come on! The man looks like a gym model with absolutely no flaws and it shows!.  As I try to get myself together and figure out what to say after I  just gotten caught looking at his well define muscular body and his oh so thick long outline. He leaned over closer making me more nervous than I already was grabbed my hand and said. "Don't worry he won't hurt you... unless you want him to." Chills went up my spine as I heard him say those words. Still speechless I stood there like a fool trying to figure out a come back but nothing came to mind. Just the picture of him making his d**k jump in my mind. Thinking about what does he mean he wont hurt me unless I want him to? I was very curious and wanted to take him up on it. "A little pain never really hurts no body right?" I said while opening my door as in gesturing for him to come in. He raised his brow to confirm if it was okay for him to step in. I smiled and grabbed his arm mainly to get a feel of his muscles. "Still unpacking?"- he asked while making his way to the edge of my queen size bed. " You can say that" I closed the door and made my way towards him. "Why take so long you've been living here already for 4 months. Shouldn't you have more than half of this unpacked or everything at this moment?." Even though I was mainly focusing on this gorgeous mans eyes and getting lost in them I noticed he was really interested on knowing why I haven't fully unpacked everything. "Unpacking isn't really my thing" I told Luca with a scrunched up face. He laughed at me and decided to take his shoes off and lay across my bed with his hands rested behind his head. "Feeling comfortable?"- I told him while looking at him and thinking of the things I can be doing to him at this very moment. I wanted him but not to keep and love as in a relationship. I wanted him inside of me every inch of his thick beefy c**k. Feeling every vein slide right in me with every slow and hard thrust while being pinned face down on my knees with my arms behind my back. Feeling his d**k in me was the only feeling I wanted to feel. "Are you okay? Did you hear what I said?"- Luca turned to his side to face me and as soon as he did I felt something over take me and I jumped on top of him. I spread my legs over Luca making sure I sat on top of his well defined outline. I began to make out with Luca ignoring his question but enjoying his juicy plumbed lips feeling his tongue go in my mouth wrapping around my tongue. I couldn't help but bite his bottom lip and hear him let out a soft moan as I began to dry hump him. "Fuck."-Luca said slowly while grabbing my ass and pushing his groin against me. I started to kiss his neck and suck on it. Something told me he was really enjoying it because the size of his d**k felt bigger and harder!     "Someone is a bit excited". - I joked  "What can I say when he likes what he's been seeing for the last few months". Oh my god! Did he just admitted to liking what he was seeing since I got here? Did I really have his attention for that long!? "Why haven't you said anything or even tried?" - I asked while helping him take off his tank top and still kissing him up and down his neck. He grabbed me by the hair and brought me to his lips to kiss me while I felt his other hand slide right up the back of my shirt and un hooks my bra. I pulled my shirt off and threw it somewhere in my room not caring where it went. Cause obviously there's other things to focus on at the moment. My breast were out and by the look in his eye he was liking what he was seeing. He took his hands and began to massage my breast and even nibbled on one. "Perky huh" - Said Luca as he continued to suck on my breast. I was getting so aroused that I completely forgot about the s**t show that went on earlier. All I wanted was to be f****d real good and real hard.     "You sure you want to do this?"-Said Luca while stopping and looking me in the eyes with his beautiful green eyes. I could tell he was actually genuine about asking me if I was okay with it. But I was more than okay I wanted him in me more than ever. I smiled at him and shook my head yes letting him know I am okay with this. As soon as I shook my head yes Luca flipped me over to my back and got top of me. He began to un button my pants once he did he slid them off slowly making sure to keep eye contact with me all the way through. I couldn't help but turn a little red. He laughed at me blushing and said "You're cute when you get all pink in the face. But I'm guessing that's not the only thing that's pink?." -While running two of his fingers over my lace thong down to my p***y lips. I know he can feel how moist and warm I was feeling. I gasped when once he arrived at my folds. I was ready! Ready to have him take control of my body! Show me what the Big man down stairs can do. I wanted to feel him inside me more than I ever wanted anyone inside me this past year or so. Was I finally going to get my way? Am I going to feel relax after all this is done? I don't really know but all I know is that I am ready. He leaned in closer to me and as my lips got closer to his.... I hear...           "Maybe after you brush your teeth then maybe we can arrange something..... Deal?" What the hell!? I opened my eyes and sat up quickly to see Luca standing at my door with his arms folded laughing . "Huh?... What?" - I answered noticing he was starring straight at me. "Was I sleeping!?" "What time is it?" I started to rub my eyes trying to get back to reality but also in such disbelief that I just had a dream. A dream with Luca.... Where I really wanted him inside of me... "Ooh Yeaaah you were definitely sleeping..." He paused for a second or two. "And having a wet dream." I froze as I jumped out of bed and made my way to my closet. "SAY WHAT!?" - I tried to play it off as if I clearly had no idea what he was talking about. "You know.... Something about he doesn't hurt and also something as I may say um.. Perky?" He showed off his perfect playboy smile which was to die for especially since he had deep set dimples. Like can I say more about the Perfect Human!?.          "Luca what are you talking about?" I said while not looking at his direction. I opened my closet door to grab my towel so that I can take a shower to freshen up.  "I'm talking about that wet dream I wish I didn't rudely interrupted you from. You know if you really want to fee-"      "LUCA!"- I threw my towel at him but he caught it. "Don't worry sweetheart I don't bite either". He shot me another smile while holding my towels in his hands and analyzing me from top to bottom. I can feel him eating me alive with his looks and to be honest I really don't seem to mind. "What? You can't tell me that you weren't enjoying it.... especially since you know.." -Luca pointed straight at my chest. My n*****s were poking straight out from how aroused I was feeling in my dream and from him talking to me in his morning sleepy voice. Like come on, what girl's doesn't like bed hair men and the way they sound as soon as they wake up especially someone with a deep voice like Luca's. I covered my chest by crossing my arms right over so that they wouldn't show. "Can I ask why are you here again? Disturbing me from something that was clearly none of your business." - I lied cause clearly he was about to be all up and deep down my business. He let out a small laugh and just leaned against my door frame. Boy did he look good there. "Luca!? helloooo? may I help you?. I said while waving my hands in front of him. He looked down for a second and let out a little side smirk . "Isn't today your first day-"      "LUUCAAA!" - I screamed as my eyes widen up from those words coming out his mouth. "WHAT TIME IS IT!?" I couldn't help but continue to scream. "Well from the look of things.." He said slowly. "THE TIME LUCA THE TIME!?" I ran over to my phone but as I forgot I chucked it across my room and shattered the screen. "11:15 Sweethear-"     "WHAAAT!? You got to be kidding me, right?" - I screamed.  Luca looked at me with a concern face as in why was my phone shattered. "I couldn't believe that I'm literally going to be two hours late to my first day!" I started running around my room trying to get as many things together. Shoes, purse, and a random dress I had in the back of my closet. I grabbed my on the go make up bag and just stuffed it in my purse with the rest of my other things. I had to check twice for my ID and for some reason I totally forgot that Luca was still standing at my door way as I'm having a full mental break down talking to myself. Best believe looking like a crazy person in front of a hot guy is the least of my worries. "Are you going to get dressed up or are you just going to stay in that tank top and may I say very tight skimpy short shorts." He started to gaze at me as in wondering what was under them. "I don't have time to change right now Luca. I have to hurry and get out of here don't you get it.     AND THEY ARE NOT SKIMPY." I said to him with a bit of sassiness while grabbing my last items. "So you're going to show up like that to your job." He pointed raising his eyebrow while letting out a big smile. "Where do you work again? And do you need someone to eat lunch with?" He let out a chuckle.  "Very funny dumbass, I have my work clothes in my purse. I'm obviously going to change.... In the parking lot... Where hopefully no one can see me." I sassed at him again.         *Phone begins to ring* "f**k no no no. You have to really be kidding me!" There goes my cell ringing and me not knowing how in the world was I going to answer that call. I shoot Luca a desperate look in which he just shrugged his shoulders. "Thanks for the f*****g help Luca!" I yelled while bumping my shoulder against his arm trying to leave my room. Mind you Luca is six three and I'm five two. You do the math he was pretty built that my little move there was nothing but a slight wind to his arm. But for me lets just say it felt like I ran into my door way!      "Move! I need to go." I shoved him once more. Luca stood aside with a smile while I past him in a hurry. He was definitely starring at my ass as I ran down the steps and straight out the front door. I did a quick jog to my driver side door opened it and pressed the button to start the engine, a light turned on. Only to noticed I had 3 miles remaining of gas in my tank.    "You really have to be f*****g kidding me!     "Why do this always have to happen to me? What did I ever do to deserve all of this!." Screaming while holding onto my steering wheel was not going to solve my problems what's so ever. Especially knowing my past was the reason I deserved all of this. So I decided to wipe away any tears that were falling from my face. Did a little bit of breathing techniques and on my way I was to find a gas station.     "Come on come on. There has to be a gas station somewhere here!" - I said while looking left and right tapping my steering wheel with my thumbs.          *Phone ringing* "Oh come on not now please,     Yes! a gas station!"- I kept ignoring the next few phone calls that I kept receiving one after the other one. Cause lets face it there's no way I was going to be able to pick it up or know who it was. Once I pulled in the gas station and found a empty pump to get gas a very luxurious car cut me off and took my spot!. "HEY! HEY! HEEY!!!!" - I slammed my hand on the steering wheel horn making sure that the person who cut me off knew I was honking at him! I rolled down my window and yelled out to the car upfront not caring about anyone looking at me crazy. "HEY YOU f*****g DIP s**t! YOU TOOK MY SPOT!"  "HELLOOOO! YOU CUT ME OFF!" - I kept beeping the horn until I got fed up. "On you want to ignore me? I'll show you what happens." I turned my engine off and popped my trunk. "You want to cut people off." People started starring at me from a far. But for some reason the driver still has not gotten out of his car. Like what was the reason you cut me off for? "You want to cut me off and not even get gas you asshole!" I closed my trunk and began walking up to the gas pump with my gas container. "I'll show you an asshole." Popped my debit card in the card slot and proceeded to pick my gas. As I put the gas nozzle in the container I felt a big hand grab me by the shoulder. "WHAT THE f**k!?" - I turned around to see a very tall round man wearing all black shades and all black attire. As if he was top flight security, which explains the luxury car he was driving. "Can I f*****g help you?" - I cursed at him while giving him a disgusted look on my face.     Even though he had blacked out shades on I can tell he was looking at me from head to toe. Especially giving the fact that I'm practically half naked outside. NO bra, No underwear, Just a skinny tank top and like Luca like to call them "Skimpy" short shorts where my ass is practically hanging from the bottom. I got to give it to myself I have a nice ass, so I couldn't blame Luca for looking at me and asking me if I was really going to go to work like this.     "Excuse me little missy but as you can see its our car that's next to the pump. So it's OUR turn to get gas."- The big man said while giving me a slight squeeze on my should and raising a brow.    "So do me a favor let the nozzle go and go wait in your little car. You don't want to keep exposing yourself in front of all these people. Do you missy?" -The big man shot me a side smirk which revealed that he had a gold tooth. "How about letting go of my shoulder."- I said while moving my shoulder away. "Didn't you know it's called s****l harassment when you lay your hands on people who do not wish to be touched." - I shot him a I dare you to touch me again look. "Also how about NOT cutting people off."     *Back tinted passenger window rolls down just two inches* "James... Leave the girl with the skimpy shorts alone. We need to get going." - Said the deep voice in the car. Now one thing I can say is Luca's voice is deep yes! But that voice that made its way out the window of this luxurious car was like heaven sent from above. Made me stop in my tracks. But then it hit me. "MY SHORTS ARE NOT SKIMPY!" - I yelled back to the mysterious voice.  Who was behind that deep tone of voice that made your legs feel week and your spine quiver just from the sound of it. The voice that would literally make you fall in love without even meeting the face behind it. Something about his voice seemed to be foreign but very dominant and seemed as if he was a very important person.  Someone who is always used to getting his ways just by him saying so. Have everyone bowing down to his orders, but I was NOT going to be one of those people. I had seven miles to get to my job and I am already running two hours late. I wasn't trying to make it three.              "As I said we have somewhere very important to be at."- He was really testing my patience. "Then GO! Be on your way! As if MY JOB ISN'T IMPORTANT!? ARE YOU f*****g SHITTING ME!?" - I released all the rage I had inside and gave this man a piece of my mind. He wasn't just going to insult me then be little me as if my job wasn't important. This job is supposed to be my life saver, my time to live a new life and I'm already screwing it up by literally about to be three hours late on my very First day. "You spoiled piece of shit."- I finally said ending my breakdown. The driver "James" looked at the man through the two inch c***k and nodded his head. James turned around and made his way back into the driver side and shut his door, started the engine and right before his turned his wheel to take off the mysterious man spoke out one last time.      "For someone who likes to make a scene about caring for a job, you sure do know how to show it with that kind of mouth. Lets not forget the presentation you're planning on showing up dressed..."- He paused for a couple of seconds. "Skimpy."  He rolled his window up and James took off. "I'm not skimpy! My SHORTS ARE NOT SKIMPY!." At this point lock me up in a mental institution. The amount of people who were just blankly starring at me as in what was truly wrong with me. This gas station is definitely on my never come back again list. I pulled myself together and made my way to my car in which I still needed to put gas in. People at the gas station started getting back to their own routine and minding their business. I quickly filled my tank up just a bit cause as I was distracted by that mysterious voice coming from the window Sir James stopped my pump and I was only able to fill my car up to seventeen miles.      "James you slick bastard." I turned my car on and step on it once I exited the gas station. I needed to hurry and make it to my job. Wishing for a miracle to come true and not have them notice that I was not in my personal office this morning. By the way I wasn't really sure which office was my personal office. So this is going to be great trying to figure out my office to change since there's a security guard driving around checking each movements around all the cars in the parking lot.         "I need to figure a way to get in without going through the front entrance."- I scanned the parking lot before making my move to get out my car. I had to find an entrance and fast! "There has to be - BINGO!."  I saw a man come out of a back side exit to smoke a cigar and I made my run for it. "Wait hold the door! Hold the door!"- I yelled out.    "Thank you so so much sir!."- I told the man smoking the cigar. He made sure to hold it wide open for me to have plenty of room to run right through. "No problem doll face."- He said while taking a puff off his cigar watching me run past him and up the stairs. "I sure did pick a good time to smoke me this cigar."-The man said with a chuckle.