The Game Of Lust

In The Dark Again

“Well he was funny and he knew just what I liked and how to please me,” I smiled, his countenance changed immediately to a sour frown. He put down his glass and faced me.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

He called a waiter and asked for the bill. “Are you done already?” I asked

“Let's go.” he said sternly and stood from his seat. I hastily picked up my bag and ran after him.

In the car Cole said nothing to me the entire time.

“I'm sorry if I offended you in any way,” I apologized attempting to break the deafening silence. He kept a straight face and ignored me.

“I was joking when I said that … I'm really sorry, ” I said again. I truly didn't understand why I was apologizing for being honest, perhaps I wounded his pride somehow.

“Stop the car! ” I yelled and he quickly turned to me. “I'm just gonna call a cab home instead. ” I shook the lock frantically.

“Stop yelling.”

“What exactly do you want from me Cole!?”

“I love the way you call my name,” he smiled “Say it again.”

“Gosh you!” I sighed.

“Say it again.”

“Leave me alone, I'm not gonna say it again.” I shook my head stubbornly and faced the window.

He held my hand all the way up till we got to his apartment. He didn't wait before he began to unzip my dress and kiss me. His lips grazing against my neck, “Wait,” I laughed at the tickling sensation it gave me. From my neck he took his lips to my ear and nibbled on my earlobe. He did not wait and neither did he stop. He carried me to his bed and dropped me. I landed on the soft sheets. I slowly took off my bra.

“I'll take those myself, ” he said, pulling my hand away as I attempted to take off my panties.

He placed his hand and began to massage my p*ssy with his fingertips. He went brushed forward and backwards. Spreading my legs further apart, he moved my panties and began to kiss my folds, rubbing softly with his lips, he nibbled on the skin and began continuing with his tongue. I grabbed onto his hair, moaning. “I want you to forget about him, cause I'm here and I'm gonna please you, '' Cole said and took his tongue deeper, sucking and kissing, gathering all my wetness with his tongue. He moved upwards amd kissed me, passionately, he pulled my lower lip in a sensual manner and continued. How could I remember Matt?How could I even think of him for a second when Cole was on top of me, I liked his weight on me. It was like electricity in some sort of way. He traced his tongue down my neck to my n****e and began to suck. I slid my hands down his back and pressed him closer between me, I was burning just thinking of his c**k inside me. He my understood and began to rub his c**k on my p*ssy, gently, again and again as if playing on a string instrument. “Put it in,” I whined. “Not until you say my name,”

He whispered in my ear. His breath was warm from all the alcohol,

“Cole. ” I said without thinking.

He laughed and kissed my neck, he kissed it passionately, I was throbbing in my insides just waiting for him. “put it in,” I said again in panting breaths. He flipped me over on my stomach and lifted my ass to his stomach. He smacked my ass and grabbed at it, spreading it apart, he pressed in his large c**k and began to thrust into me. I least expected it to feel so electrifying, I let out a loud moan and he smacked my ass again. “Be quiet.” he said, but it was impossible as I felt him growing inside me. He started slowly, his stomach bumping against my ass continuously. My ass and thighs giggled as he picked up the pace. He was grunting.

I could hear the squelching sounds of his c**k slipping into my wet p***y, it was almost rhythmic. I gathered the sheets into my fingers and held them tightly for support, I was moaning uncontrollably and he didn't stop me this time.

“How does it feel?” he asked, smacking my ass again. “How does it feel?” he repeated

“Good … you feel amazing,” I swallowed. My toes curled up and my breast dangled about recklessly. I had never had s*x in that position before and truthfully it was all too much for me to handle, I came twice and he didn't stop for a second. I shouldn't have tested him, I thought, panting heavily. All the action generated so much sweat, I felt it stream down my forehead.

He flipped me over again and I was on my back again. My ass felt sore from all the smacking. He laid behind me and lifted one of my legs up and pressed in his pulsating c**k. One hand went around my stomach and the other had my leg in the air as he penetrated my walls. I could hardly think or process anything as he took the away all my focus and all my functions. Every stroke had a different feel to it. Felt breathtaking and in so many ways. I was overrun by a strange kind of fullness.

I dug my nails into his arm, moaning, I closed my eyes tightly. He traced his fingers down my stomach to my p*ssy. He rubbed his fingers on them in a burningly quick motion. I could feel him both inside me and outside as well. “Wait! I'm gonna c*m if you keep doing that,” I said, holding his hand still. He pushed in deeper and began to nibble on my ear again, squeezing and massaging my breast with his large hands.

I opened my eyes and it was morning, I felt sore in almost every part of my body, I was grateful it was a weekend and i could sleep in if I want. I turned around and realized that I was not in my room and this was not my house. I'd briefly forgotten all about the wild s****l encounter i had with Cole. I looked around and figured that he was home, my head was spinning from the hangover. I stood up from the bed and found myself in a large T-shirt that wasn't mine. Most likely his, it had little writings on it and it carried the refreshing scent of his perfume. I looked around for my clothes and saw them folding on a chair, then I quickly realized that I'd forgotten my clothes in his place the last time. I would ask him without a doubt, I told myself, walking out of the room, in a surreptitious manner.

I got to the living room and he was not there, but there was a note on the table.

“Went to get groceries I'll be right back.” I read aloud. Assured that he wasn't home, I knew it was the perfect time to look into his place before he got back.

I snuck into the other room, the one I'd entered before. The door was locked. I took out the last hair pin left in my hair and picked the lock. Pushing the door open in a careful manner as if something would jump out and attack me. To my surprise half the things I saw the last time were no longer there. All that was left were trophies on a shelf. One of the trophies was from a junior table tennis championship. I at least had one clue, he liked sports. Another was from chess and the rest were all from track and field. Perhaps he realized that I snooped around and quickly hid everything. The only pictures left were from all his graduations and other events I couldn't really decipher. I looked around but didn't move anything out of place. There was a camera hanging on wall. There were no more pictures of Mr Wade and Zach.

Then I noticed a picture leaned against the wall at the back said “ Nicolas and Ruben”. I turned it around and to my surprise it was a picture of younge Cole and another man, they looked like good friends, smiling happily with a birthday hat on Cole's head, I placed the picture back the way I saw it. There were shoes arranged in a corner and different plant pots but there no plants in them. I recalled the red dress, I was forced to wear because I could not find mine. I searched around for my clothes but was unlucky. But I was fortunate enough to find my clothes from the previous night. I decided I would get dressed after breakfast, knowing well enough that I couldn't eat with such a dress on. I folded it at a corner and decided to wait for Cole to return witj the groceries. Being at his place alone, I felt terrified a bit, it was quiet and boring in every way. I loved my place I could hear everything, the music from my Neighbours at the top. Everynight the colourful lights from the dinners and clubs across the street would shine into my room from the windows but Cole's place didn't have that homey feeling. Even hotels had a certain comforting feel. It was just plain walls and furniture there weren't any touches of him in it.

I sat on the sofa and watched the time go by, two hours later I waited, my stomach churned and twisted in hunger. “Could he still be at the grocery store?” I wondered. I picked up my phone in attempt to call him, before I could dial his number, a call came in but it wasn't Cole calling me it was Anna. I could hardly believe it.

“Gina? ”

“Anna! , ” I spouted happily. “How are you? ”

“I'm alright baby, how's work? ” she said weakly.

“it's … you know … still very exhausting,”

“Exhausting? But you people party all the time.”

“ You make it sound like I work at a club, ” I chuckled.

“I'm really glad you're doing alright baby.”

“Anna, are you sure you're alright? ” I asked. She exhaled loudly before answering. “I'm gonna be fine, just having issues with my blood pressure again that's all.”

“You're blood pressure? ” I yelled and sat up immediately. “I told you stop worrying too much!”

“Oh calm down Regina, I'm gonna be alright, I hope one day you'll find time and come see me,”

“Of course how about next weekend, I'll clear everything and come see you.”

“I thought I'd be lucky enough to see you today.”

“I'm sorry, I have so much to do today and tomorrow as well but don't worry, I'll make it up to you,” I said,

“I'll buy you that peach pie you like from Abby's.”