The Second Chance - Mafia

Crazy talk

BECKER

Adjusting myself as I make my way up to staircase to my office, I sigh heavily as I can’t shake the feeling of disappointment. I wanted it to be here, I imagined it was her. If I didn’t I wouldn’t of been able to finish. It still wasn’t what I wanted, no where near as good as it was with her in the shower. Thoughts flood my mind. Her wet soapy body, her firm arse pressed against me in the shower. I squint my eyes closed, grabbing a glass I throw it against the wall. Why is she taking up so much of my f*****g mind! My eyes travel to the clock, she’ll be in bed by now. Probably sound asleep after the week in that cell.

I pace back and forth at the office door, my mind working overtime. These feelings are all new to me, I’ve never felt this much interest in someone. I won’t call it more than that. Because that’s all it is, I refuse to acknowledge anything more than a slight interest in the girl. My mind is clouded by her, her scent, her big brown eyes that are always so easy to read. Her long silky auburn hair. Her amazing curvy figure. Lord, give me strength. I adjust my pants that have suddenly became very tight. f**k it. I open the door to my office and storm towards her room. My heads so loud, the thoughts. The feelings. I can’t see straight. Focus Becker. When I reach her door I sigh, running my sweaty palm through my hair, why am I nervous? This isn’t like me. I reach my hand out to grab the door handle, pausing for a moment. This is a bad idea. Clearly somethings going on here. I can’t control, and this is now reaching dangerous grounds. Feelings for Girls equal weakness. I can’t afford to be weak. I pull my hand back from the handle. Breathing deep breaths to try calm the storm that’s currently taking place in my head. I turn on my heel to walk away but my feet won’t move, it’s like my whole body wants her that bad it’s betraying me. It’s refusing to move. Before I can do anymore the door opens, her scent fills my nostrils. s**t. “Becker?” Her delicate voice calls out confused. f**k. I turn to face her, taking in her expression. I stare into her eyes, them eyes that always betray her. Right behind her brown orbs I see it, I see she’s also fighting this internal battle. I’m not alone.

Without thinking anymore about it, I close the gap between us. Taking her head in my hands, I push my lips onto hers. Kissing her passionately. She’s shocked at first, but as soon as she’s aware what’s happening she kisses me back, with just as much need as me. She feels it too. I know she does. We slowly make our way into her room without breaking the kiss once. The heavy oak door closes behind us itself. Continuing our passionate kiss that has now turned into a heated make out session she backs onto the bed, slowly falling back. Once she hits the bed I climb on top of her, pulling my shirt off as I do so. She instantly reconnects our kiss as if she can’t survive without it. I smile slightly behind my kiss. She suddenly breaks it, and my mouth instantly feels cold. She sits up slightly and takes her pj top off freeing her perky DD’s. Sweet Jesus. I lower her back to the bed, my mouth finding her erect n****e, I suck on it, gentle bite it. A moan escapes her mouth, egging me on more. I continue to suck and gently nibble her n****e as I reach for the other I roll it between my finger and thumb. Pinching hard at the same time I bite the one in my mouth. She moans even louder. My pants tighten even more. I move my hand down towards her pj bottoms, sliding my hand in slowly. Making her wait abit. She holds her breath, waiting for me to make the move. I smirk into her n****e. Her back arches impatiently. Making my smirk turn into a full blown grin. I love how frustrated she’s getting that I haven’t got my hands on her yet. I slowly trace the outside of her opening, slowly teasing. She groans frustrated. She leans her hips more towards me begging me in a way to hurry it up. “How bad do you want it baby?” I ask her as I pull away from her sweet erect n****e. “So bad.” She moans, eyes squinted closed begging it to happen. Without another thought I push my fingers into her. She moans and tilts her head backwards. Exposing her throat to me. I lean upwards planting a kiss on her throat, continuing to thrust my fingers in and out of her. She moans loudly as she’s reaching her end. I feel her tightening around my fingers, I use this to my advantage and press my thumb to her sensitive nub, tipping her over the edge. She screams out, grabbing at the bedsheets. Twisting her hips to try to fight the intensity of her come down. Trying to get me to stop, the pressure is too much for her. I don’t stop though. She needs to learn to ride it out. I hold my thumb still against her nub. Slowing my fingers down. Letting her ride it out as gently as I can. Once she’s over her orgasm. I smirk at her slowly I stand above her removing my bottoms. I angle myself at her now dripping wet entrance, pushing myself slowly into her tight opening. Groaning loudly as I do, f**k me she feels too good. Far too good. I continue thrusting into her keeping my pace going, I glance at her face. Looking into those brown eyes, I see it. She’s given up her internal battle. As have I. This s**t is just too good to ignore. I lean down and kiss her, continuing my thrusting as I do so, I feel myself building. Her walls tighten around me making it almost impossible to fight off my impending orgasm. She screams out for a second time, reaching another climax, her walls pulse around me tipping me over the edge. I groan, “f**k Laney.” As I empty my seed in her. I roll over and lay beside her. We both look up at the ceiling in silence. f**k, I think I’m going crazy. And this girl is the reason