HER WEAKNESS

14.

Were you worried that yours and Ingrid’s relationship was over at that moment?

Honestly it was my worst fear.

I went out of my way to see Ingrid every day. If she got up for a morning run I was up half an hour earlier just strolling around the corner, with perfectly fluffed out hair and a cute outfit on. I wanted Ingrid to notice me and miss me the way that I missed her but it seemed like no matter what I tried it wasn’t working. If I wanted to get closed enough to apologise and have her back then I was going to have to do something epic.

The thought alone made me feel sick. I wasn’t the type of person for grand gestures.

I learned from Linda that Ingrid was planning on attending a charity gala at the weekend and with her help I was able to score an invite, dress and transport.

I had it all planned in my head that it was going to be some moment from a fairytale. I was finally going to have my Cinderella moment. Whether there was a guy or girl waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs it didn’t matter anymore because all I wanted was Ingrid.

Just arriving now

Dougie texted me as Ingrid was arriving and it was a relief to see that she was alone and not with the long legged bimbo - Nikki.

I got to the top of the stairs and Dougie nudged Ingrid so she would look my way. She stared at me with widened eyes. Eyes I hoped where filled with awe and not embarrassment. As i got down the bottom of the stairs she took my hand, softly into hers.

‘What are you doing here?’ she asked.

‘I’m sorry, Ingrid. I’m sorry for everything. For shouting at you and being mean. I’ve missed you so much and being apart just made me realise how much I like you.’

Ingrid took a deep breath and gripped onto my hand as she pulled me out of the foyer and through a door on the right. She shut the door behind her and slammed me against the door, her lips smacking against mine.

I could have died happily at that exact moment just knowing what it felt like to taste her lips again.

Ingrid pulled away from me. ‘I’ve missed you two but we should continue this at home ok. All is forgiven.’

I shook my head. I didn’t want to stop now.

I pushed Ingrid away from me and stalked towards her until she crashed against the desk.

‘I’ve gone too long without being able to hold you.’ i told her as i hitched up her black velvet dress over her hips and took a good look at her lacey pants.

She didn’t stop me as I went down and hooked her pants over with my finger to get a good view at her glistening bud. I placed a delicate kiss on it and heard the softest moan from Ingrid. It was intoxicating and i wanted to hear more.

I flicked my tongue over her bud, clamping my hands down on Ingrid’s hips to stop them from bucking away from my touch which was hard to do as I ran my tongue teasingly across her slit.

Without warning i spun Ingrid around so her arse was sticking out and i pulled apart her cheeks so I could dive in, licking up the dripping wet coming from her p***y. She quivered and tried desperately to contain her moans but I could feel her coming closer and closer until she squeezed her buttocks soo tightly I thought I might have suffocated inside as I sucked up her remaining juices.

When I got up I wiped my mouth with my finger and held it out to Ingrid who sucked on my finger with her seductive eyes on me.

I wanted her to ravish me next. I wanted to strip her down till she was wearing nothing but she pulled her dress back down and righted herself, pulling me in for a kiss.

‘We will finish this at home ok?’

I moaned. ‘Don't’ make me wait.’

Ingrid’s eyes glistened with lust but they were gone in a matter of seconds. The door crashed open and armed men came barging in separating the two of us. I was yanked far away from Ingrid as I saw one of the men punch her in the face.

I fought and tried to scratch my way free but it was no use as I felt something whack me on the back of the head. The next thing i saw was the carpet coming towards me or rather me going towards the carpet.