Personality Entanglement

Tommie’s POV Sitting on my purple couch, sighing, already mentally over this conversation already. I just wanted to drop the subject all together, but men are so oblivious. My eyes floated over my two-bedroom apartment; it wasn’t so bad for what I pay for it. It has the feel of the first apartment you get after attempting adulthood. I had my motivational quotes on the wall, a few pictures sprinkled around sitting on the coffee tables and the walls and random mirrors placed perfectly where I can walk by and get a glimpse of myself and say, girl, you lookin’ fine as hell today. Although my shower curtain has giant yellow ducks on it, I had a matching rug and toilet cover, so I’m figuring it out. I even tried to have some fancy glasses to drink out of but I’ll admit I have plates and bowls from like 3 different dish sets and I don’t know where half of them came from. I wonder if Nick ever thinks about my mismatched dishes, he must not because he’s drinking out of my rinsed-out Starbucks tumbler cup that I lost the lid to lol why the hell did I keep that again? Oh yeah Christmas edition. Both of my parents passed away a few years back and I have sort of (aside from the occasional how are you? You should visit texts) been estranged from my family since, so It’s just me, my daughter, and occasionally Nick, my boyfriend. He was every bit as confident as his look implied. He looked bad, like the guy your parents warned you not to go out with because he would break your heart. I think that’s what attracted me to him the most, you couldn’t tell what you were going to get until he opened his mouth. Then he wows you with his amazing brain. He was about 220lbs, 6’0ft of MAN. Seriously the only way to describe him sometimes. With his messy brown hair and his beard that I always want to tug on. His shoulders were wide and muscular. Suddenly my eyes focused on the way his jaw contracted while he ate his cereal, my eyes trailed down his exposed arms eyeballing his tatts, they weren’t full sleeves but both his arms were almost completely covered, damn he’s so sexy and he’s, my bf. I ignored my thoughts because I knew where they would take me and his ass was the reason for the mini attitude that was bubbling but I decided to ignore that too and try to drop the subject once again. Tommie sighs, “How many times do we have to talk about this. My mind is set I told you why already.” She gets up to head for kitchen that is connected not too far from the living room. Tommie’s POV I had been arguing with my longtime boyfriend, of 1-year , for a while now about moving with him to Seattle. He was starting medical school in the fall, University of Washington. I don't think I should go because it's the classic tale of girl uprooting for a guy, leaving everything she knows, then suddenly they break up and ole girl is screwed and has to start over with nothing. NOPE that’s out! I can’t let that be my future, I’m already a statistic being a teen mom at 19, sure I’m 24 now but unfortunately once a teen mom always a teen mom. Nick scoffs, “That's crap and you know it. You know I'm not leaving you and you aint leaving me.” He says the last sentence in his learned American slang accent, although he’s lived in America most of his life, he can’t quite escape the tongue of his country, you could hear his London undertone. Keeping her face turned away Tommie smiles at his words. “Are you sure about that?” “The f**k I say.” Nick finding that to be the end of the subject turns his attention back to the tv and sets down his finished bowl of cereal. Tommie squinted her eyes, opened and closed her mouth as to respond but changed her mind mid thought, slightly turned on by him getting loud with her and decided in her head at that moment, Yeah, we fuckin. Now how do I change this subject without sounding dumb and saying “d**k now please,” I’ll start a fake argument hopefully he takes the bait, and I should probably see a therapist for these thoughts. Rolling her eyes at her own thoughts Tommie snorts while making a pssh sound with her mouth, “Wrong. What if a handsome stranger knocks on my door someday, offering me the world and a ton of good s*x? What am I supposed to do?” Nick turns off the tv and smirks to himself thinking, ok I see what time it is. I wish women would just be more forward, Nick sits back knowing she wants attention or D either way she was about to get both, “Oh really? You’d leave me that easily?” Tommie smiles a bit excited he took the bait and trying to keep a straight face. She stands and walks to her room closing the door rushing to her dresser to grab her deodorant, after spritzing herself with her peach paradise body spray checking herself in the mirror, Oh s**t I almost forgot, she lifts her knee length grey tank dress and gives herself a quick smell test, can’t be caught slippin out here. She walks back to the front room past Nick who is watching her intently, Tommie trying to be sexy but not too obvious, bending down to grab his dishes off of the coffee table “Yep, that's the plan excuse me.” He reaches for her but she evades his grasp. He smiles and pops her ass as she walks by. Teehee, man stop playin and let’s do this. Tommie walks to put away the dishes in the sink thinking, I don’t give a f**k about these dishes but I know he sees me walking around in here, and just like she knew he would he follows her to the kitchen. She pretends she doesn't even notice him but when she turns around, he is in-front of her. Tommie Pov When he reached for me again, I pretended to be startled,” Whoa move creepy,” he snakes a hand around my waist to my ass, gripping a handful and pulling me closer. I don't flinch. Nick speaks softly, “You basically just broke up with me now I'm forced to be a stalker (he comes down to kiss me but I love teasing him so much I place my hands on his chest rubbing my thumb over his n*****s causing him to bite his lip and grip my butt harder I just barely touch his lips with mine before pulling back whispering, “I'm not into creepy stalker guys lol” I find my joke hilarious but he's just smirking with this look in his eye that tells me 2 things: 1. he's turned on 2. he's done playing around so I better get all my joking out now. I push away again showing resistance hoping it entices him to be rough with me and daddy doesn’t disappoint he pulls me into him backing me into the counter and he's taller than me, being 5’7, so I felt dominated immediately. I try not to look in his face but then he grips my chin towards him and moves back in for a kiss this time I wasn't getting out of it but why would I want to when he is giving me that b***h you better buckle up gaze. As look at his lips getting closer to mine, I instinctively close my eyes and start to imagine sitting in the driver seat of a car. I slide my seatbelt across my chest I hear my mental passengers all the emotional bitches that led us up to this victory, that ordered this d**k Uber yell “Click b***h!”as Nick bent down to kiss me and reflexively I place my hands on the sides of his face and arm around his neck and he picks me up to set me on the counter we were kissing and touching, my dress was already around my waist and I wanted to slap myself for thinking about this in the moment but, Remember to wipe this counter, you cook in here and you’ve got your bare ass where the bread goes. Nick grabbed Tommie’s neck and bit her lip seductively, not too hard, even though he was eager, but just roughly enough to let her know he knows what she likes causing them both to smile on each other’s lips. Nick continued to lightly grip her neck with his left hand kissing her gliding his tongue over hers while his right hand was moving all over her body grabbing the chunky parts that she hated the most, he loved them, and that made her feel sexy beyond measure. Tommie pulled Nick closer, her hands gliding all over his back trailing down to his ass and listening to the grunt that erupted from his throat caused her to mentally cheer for herself. She was feeling they had reached a point where his clothes needed to come off, now shirts are flying, shorts are being slid down. Tommie POV His lips touched my neck and sucked lightly. I leaned back trying to give him direction without speaking inviting him to more of me, I spread my legs further inviting him in closer. “Nick,” I moaned, “wait a sec" but I wasn't slowing my movements down. and neither was he, I say breathlessly “Nicholas, look at me for one sec” I get a fire gaze from a man that is trying to be buried in some p***y fast not slow. Nick exhales dramatically, “yes, yes, yes, what can I,” Kiss. “do” Kiss. “for” kiss. “you-” he paused, “-that is not f*****g you…?” he smiles a tight eyed grin. I chuckle at his immature behavior and I wonder how many women fell prey to the cute face, his guarded but kind eyes and clever words, I started to ask but decided to put a pin in that for later because I don’t really care I’m just curious. said every person before getting their feelings hurt, I scratch the conversation I’m having with myself and direct my attention back to my sexy love, I smile at what I’m about to say because it sounds dumb in my head but he’s my best friend so I’ll say whatever, “so, here’s the thing, I can see the way you are looking at me and I’m all for it, BUT I’ve gotta leave in a sec I don’t want to be late. so we don’t have time… for whatever you’ve got planned.” Nick smirked grabbing his hard d**k and jacking it at a steady pace in front of me, I instinctually, like the w***e I knew I could be, licked my lips at the sight. Nick replied, “We’ll make time," in a very sensual way. And that was good enough for me. As he entered me slowly, we both stood still for a while relishing in the feel of each other then he sped up thrusting into me like he was on a mission held Nick closer and started to match his thrusts but fate is a temperamental b***h, so of course there was a knock on the door. Neither of us wanted to acknowledge it at first because we were feeling so good. I remembered I had an important delivery coming today and I was able to be logical for a moment. I managed to speak the word “stop” but not very convincingly it was more of a “staaaawp” I needed to get the door but he tried to distract me by pumping faster and sucking on my neck leaving me breathless. Except for the knocks on the door and the announcement of the delivery needing a signature, the only sounds to be heard were our heavy breathing and the slapping sound of our bodies connecting with each thrust. With his body so close to mine when he hit my spot I couldn't be quiet and I cursed and screamed out his name loud enough for the neighbor to hear let alone the person at the door. I was about to nut and at that point didn't give a s**t about the person at the door or that damn delivery. I grinded my c**t onto Nick faster until I felt that oh so familiar tingle of body and senses fogging. “OOH s**t! Shittt mmm,” shutting my eyes tightly I pull him closer and clench my legs around his body, slowing and eventually pausing our movements altogether, blissfully and selfishly riding my wave and with zero remorse. I bit Nick’s neck, causing him to try to continue stroking but after catching my breath, I was kind of tired now so I wanted a break. I could have let him keep f*****g me but I didn’t feel like just sitting there ooing and awing, I know selfish but again I’m an admittedly selfish person. I placed my hands-on Nicks chest and shoulder stilling him fully. I made a quick move to dismount Nick from me but this f**k had a good grip on everything. The knocking at the door continued. Nick grunted out a few “f**k”s. I chuckled, kissed him quickly pushed him back far enough for his still fully erect d**k to slide out of me. He was so bewildered that I had actually just pushed him back and walked off. He yelled after me as I headed for the front door, “Now I gotta be the naked asshole in the kitchen holding his d**k?!!!”, as I pulled down my dress, I turned back to look at the sight before me, and I barked out a laugh so unexpectedly hard, I farted a little. The sight was Nick naked. Looking like a complete jackass, side profile view to me standing in the kitchen, next to an opened box of golden grahams. d**k in hand. My eyes instantly went to his bare ass, his shorts were around his ankles resting on his exposed feet, he was wearing slides. I slowed my laughter and asked, “I know you didn’t f**k me in those damn slides Nicholas?” I cringed at the afterthought of the question, and suddenly annoyed for an unknown reason. Nick tilted his head in an are you f*****g serious? kind of way. “Tommie, answer the f*****g door!” I’m still staring at his feet, somehow embarrassed even though there is no one here but the two of us, along with the lovely delivery person, that is taking their job seriously thankfully. I’ll have to tip him. “One second Please!” I yell at the door to stop the continuous knocking. I turn my attention back to Nick, mildly annoyed I put some base in my voice, “Don’t yell at me because you’re standing there….” I get another look at the situation” holding your d**k…. in the kitchen” I started laughing again I immediately began thinking of Kevin Hart and thinking this situation would make a great set up for a joke. Nick quickly picked up his shorts from around is ankles immediately set off by me laughing but mostly just mad he didn’t get to nut. Nick placed his hand on his hips and breathed out through his nose, but did not say a word, this is way too funny, “Nick are you ok? you look a lil frustwated” I put on a mocking girlish voice to annoy him further. Nick places his hands at his side and walks to the sink. I watch him as he washes his hands like I asked him to do before touching the fridge, aaw he knows my love language, Nick opened the fridge to grab the apple juice jug and take a sip. He looked at me and just chuckled and shook his head slightly, “Go get that door, and when you come back, I’ll show you frustrated.” I began to smile from ear to ear, staring down to Nick’s tent protruding thru his shorts like a beacon calling to my body “Don’t make me promises you don’t intend to keep Nicholas,” I watch him smirk feeling my c**t telling me she was not done yet by the familiar throbbing. He takes another sip of the juice jug before putting it back in the fridge and walking towards me. Watching intently as he walks closer and thinking, I swear he’s got to know I am a fully realized s****l being and him saying things like that while looking like THAT makes me want to get on my knees and worship him!, As he approaches me, almost by reflex, I began to shrink to my knees, he stands before me and doesn’t speak a word, just breathes, in and out while looking down at me, on my knees, looking up at him. I am the perfect height to be directly at his waist. He places his right hand on my head and I feel his fingers massage my scalp, we lock eyes for 3 seconds and I am so turned on by the whole scene I break our eye contact and go for his shorts. I could see his d**k still pitching in his shorts. I free his d**k and grip it firmly in my hand happy it was not fully soft; I make a move to take him in my mouth but he grips a handful of my hair pulling my face back and pulling up his shorts back up all in one move. I look up in confusion. Nick slowly raises me by my hair gently so not to hurt me I use his body as a ladder climbing to my feet to stand. Nick uses his grip on my head to pull my lips to his. As quickly as that all happened, I was ready to go yet again, I tried to hike my leg up on his hip but again he pulled back he placed his index finger on my lips and rubbed lightly, “not yet.” His voice sent a shiver down my spine. Nick released me completely and walked past me to the bathroom. Realizing the irony of the situation. Now I’m the one with the face of are you f*****g kidding me? “Nick wtf man?” he laughs and directs me pointing in the direction of the door “Answer the door.” “f**k me!” I retort like the brat I am, he smiles and leans himself on the wall in the hall, looking at me thru hooded eyes, “Oh, I fully intend to.” And the bastard walks off. “Nick your mother is a w***e!” I yell at him as I continue to the front door. He yells back to me, “PERIOD!” I chuckle straighten out my dress before opening the door. What could have only been a 3-4 minute wait I couldn’t image they were too angry. Since they waited this long, I’m definitely going to tip. Opening the door Tommie saw a very flustered delivery man who had obviously overheard the whole encounter between the two. Hal the delivery man, although he wasn't any type of pervert, he was a bit embarrassed about hearing what had transpired and upset about having to wait. He would have left a notice but the package had a hand off delivery only. Hal was a middle aged man,about 50 or so, a little dad bod short neck to match his short temper. Hal visibly pink sneers in a condescending tight-lipped tone,” Hey, how ya doing? Thanks for deciding to open the door. I know you’re very busy but I have a hand off delivery, for Toh-mie that needs to be delivered sign here.” He shoves a tablet into my hands to sign electronically. I wanted to apologize since he was visibly upset but he was snapping and that was pissing me off, I read his badge for his name, HAL, “Hal I apologize for making you wait. May I just...” my words trail off as I walk backwards towards my purse on the couch so I could tip the man for his inconvenience. It was the right thing to do. Before I could grab my wallet, I could hear Hal’s contempt for my actions,” Jesus Christ lady can you just sign the damn tablet, and take your package!” I opened my eyes startled at the man raising his voice and I immediately and uncontrollably feel the stinging of emotions behind my eyes. Not that I gave a f**k about Hal or his attitude, but being yelled at made me emotional sometimes with no warning. I took a deep breath and swallowed the tears that were forming. I signed the tablet while walking towards the door. I started to extend my hand to give Hal the $20 I had retrieved from my wallet. Hal’s eyes got big as he looked past me and he visibly shrank back. From behind me suddenly appears Nick looking pissed off. “Baby, don’t give this asshole a f*****g dollar. So, Hal, you think yelling at people is how you do a good f*****g job man? Did that make your tiny d**k feel big yelling at a woman mate? HUH?!” Hal was dumbfounded and at a loss for words he swallows hard and is about to respond when Nick cuts him off by stepping in front of me and snatching the package from his hands, with a killer look on his face he stares down at the man. Seeing Hal visibly shaken, was satisfying to me. And the fact that Nick was doing the intimidating made him even sexier to me, but no one needed to fight today. I rubbed Nick’s back and rubbed my hand around to his stomach, trying to deescalate the tension. Nick looks over his shoulder at me pressing my body into his back, I could feel him relax, catching my vibe he hands me the package. I open it immediately and take the contents from its casing confirming it was what I had been waiting for, 8 fl oz of THC oil, used for my severe eczema, Nick turns back to Hal, “Man if you did your job, then get the f**k off my doorstep. Now!” I laughed watching him scramble away to his truck, I feel the need to be petty so I yell, “Bye HAL!” I close the door only to be pressed into it by an angry looking Nick. I exclaim, “oh baby, you were about to smack him, weren’t you?” Nick laughs before kissing me he replies, “if you wanted me to.” Our kissing intensified on the back side of the front door. Nick lifted me and began to walk. I protested initially, self-conscious about my weight. Honestly, I was 175 and it wasn’t so bad but I still didn’t want to be picked up for long periods. Nick acknowledging my attempts to be put down placed me on the floor. I placed my feet on the floor and turned as if to walk to the bedroom. Nick stopped me placing his hands on my hips and pulling me back into him. His lips were over my ear, kissing my face, trailing to my shoulder. I Rolled my head back and lifted my arms over my head to wrap around Nick’s neck behind me. I placed my hands on the back of his neck. I could feel my dress sliding up over my thighs and resting on my ass. Nick bent me forward and my hands and knees planted on the couch in front of me. He positioned himself behind me and I guided him to where I wanted him to be. I liked being f****d this way but this position was not for me, this was for Nick, so he could take complete control of our movements. Nick paused for a brief moment after entering me. I looked over my shoulder to see his face pointing up towards the ceiling eyes closed, mouth slightly open.Now that’s a focused s*x face lol, I giggled at my joke in my head. I didn’t want to ruin the moment. Nick began stroking, he pushed deeper inside of me. I could hear the smacking sounds of our bodies and his breathing. I could feel the sweat on his face drip down, and hit my ass cheek breaking my focus for a sec. I reposition myself so I had both hands and knees on the couch. He slammed into me each time more forceful than the last. Pulling me back forcefully, I accepted each stroke. He had a tight grip in my hips. I could feel the urgency in him rising I moaned and threw my ass back for him. Causing him to groan and curse. I stood up with him still inside of me and craned my neck to kiss him very sloppily. Nick grabs left breast pulling me close to kiss me back, and I could tell he was about to c*m. I rolled my ass a bit. He stopped kissing me and pushed me back into the doggy style position. He thrusted into me faster until he suddenly pulled out jacking his d**k, cumming all over my ass. We stayed in place for a minute. I lifted my arms so Nick could remove my dress fully, using it to clean off my ass. “Pull out game on 100, Good Job.” we laugh and high five before he carried me to the shower we had to get cleaned up and ready to go pick up my daughter from my ex-Jackson’s house. Enter dramatic eye roll here.