Run Poppy Run

Pizza for Four

Poppy

He moved his knee in a circular motion against my throbbing private area. I haven’t been touched there by a man in months and this was causing my mind to go to blank.

“Mr... Mr. Locke... Please,” my plea came out in a whimper as my head rolled to the right to avoid his gaze. He grabbed my chin, forcing my gaze back to his. I started panting as he applied more pressure to me, hovering his lips just above mine. I slightly leaned forward as my legs started to tremble, wanting to clamp on his leg.

“Hmmm...” He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he slid his hands up to my chest. I took in sharp short breaths as he pinched my n*****s, sucking on his lower lip. He then glided his hands down, cupping my hips as he slipped his hand down my front.

“Mr. Locke!” I gasped as his cool finger swirled around my c**t. I grabbed his forearm, pulling his hand out as I pushed to the left, getting around him. I huffed as I clutched my chest, my legs trembling as I stood there gawking at him. He turned, his lips curved into a smile that made me freeze in fear as he snaked his tongue out, licking his fingers.

“Poppy!” Jess’s voice came in to save the day from me throwing away my morals and jumping this man. I mustered up all my will, turning to the door.

“In the laundry room!” I hobbled out, buttoning up my shorts. My body ached to be under him, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. A cold sweat formed on my brow as I heard him emit a low, animal like growl.

“Oh, there you are? You better not be f*****g Jake...” Jess froze her sentence as Damian strode out of the laundry room. Jess’s jaw dropped as he kept his eyes locked on me as he walked by.

“NO!” Jess’s mouth formed into a giddy smile as she grabbed me, pulling me to the outside.

“That’s the handy man! And you were getting handsy!!!!??” she practically yelled as we exited the house. I sucked in a much-needed breath of cool air as we made our way back to the guest house. My body ached as my groin throbbed from the teasing.

“Give me details, NOW!” She plopped me on the couch as I threw my head in my hands. “Nothing happened Jess, I just changed my pants because my knee bled through my bandages...” I leaned back as I stretched my knee out. Jess gasped as she looked at it.

“Let’s get that cleaned up and then get some dinner?” Jess asked as she turned to get the first aid kit from my bathroom. I grunted as I rested my head on the back of the couch. I just wanted to sleep. I didn’t get any. And I’ll probably not get any tonight because of my nightly visitor. I went from having no men wanting me to one man who’s stalking me to two guys wanting to bed me! Jesus!

I groaned in frustration as Jess came back with the medical supplies. She unwrapped my knee, applied an antiseptic which burned like a b***h, then wrapped it back up. She patted my thigh as her brows pulled together.

“You know, I don’t know why... But I think I’ve seen Mr. Locke somewhere,” she looked at me as confusion riddled her face. I honestly felt the same way, like I’ve seen him somewhere other than the few interactions I’ve had with him.

A knock came at the door, causing me to jump in my seat. I hauled my butt off the couch, gesturing to Jess that it was ok. I opened the door as I felt the air leave my lungs.

“You forgot your phone and bag mic rosu,” Damian smoothly said as he handed me my items. I took them from him with trembling hands.

“I can install those for you if you wish,” he tilted his head slightly as he eyed me up and down. Jess giggled and started fanning herself.

“Um-sure?” I pursed my lips together as he extended his hand for the bag. I opened it up, removing the indoor camera and handed him the rest. He opened a box, removing the instructions and handed them to me.

“Don’t forget to download the app or you won’t be able to see anything,” he winked at me, then turned to start his work. I gasped for air as I closed the door, turning to Jess, who was looking at me as she mouthed ‘HOT!’

“Girl, if you don’t climb that man like you’re running from a bear... I will,” Jess peeked out the window to watch him install the cameras.

“Jess... bears climb trees,” I sighed as I went to grab a glass of water.

“He can climb me any day!” She giggled. I rolled my eyes as my phone lit up. It was 4:50 p.m., and it was a text from Jake.

“I’m getting dropped off at your house. And we’re going to talk about your behavior.”- Jake

I drummed my fingers on the counter, chewing on my lip. A spark lit in me when I was with Damian on his bike, one that pushed me to step out of my comfort zone. I pushed away from the counter, hobbling over to the door and opening it.

“Excuse me, Mr. Locke?” I popped my head around the corner, trying to be all cutesy. He had his arms stretched out, drilling the screws into the walls, his shirt was lifted just enough for me to see his abs. I sucked on my lower lip as he dropped his arms, turning to face me.

“Yes, mic rosu?” He raised a brow at me as a sly grin crept across his face.

“Mr. Locke, would you... like to stay for dinner? It’s- it’s already late, and I figured since you’re doing us a favor and installing my cameras...” I looked down at the ground avoiding his eye contact. I might be stepping out of my comfort zone, but I still can’t erase what happened in that laundry room.

“You can stop calling me Mr. Locke...” he took a step toward me, leaning in my direction. “Call me Damian.” He tilted his head before he went to back to standing up straight. I found myself holding my breath like a schoolgirl.

“And yes, dinner sounds lovely.” He went back to installing my cameras. I ducked back into the house, closing the door as Jess squealed.

“Let’s order! What are we going to have?” She pulled her phone out, typing away.

“Whatever it is, it has to feed four people,” I shrugged as I moved to the couch. Jess pouted.

“Jake’s coming?” She groaned out as I nodded. I figured if I had Damian here, maybe Jake would take the hint? Maybe I could have both? I shook my head. No, I don’t really want Jake back. I rubbed my arms at that thought as I looked at my knee. He didn’t even care I was bleeding. He was more worried about his damn car.

“Ok, I’m ordering pizza. Not fancy, I know, but hey it’s something.” Jess took a seat next to me. She elbowed me.

“You should shower and let’s get you dressed up into something... less drab,” she joked as I realized I probably smell terrible. I haven’t washed off the club smell. I sighed, pushing off the couch and making my way to my bathroom. I grabbed a plastic bag to wrap around my fresh new bandages so I wouldn’t waste them.

I turned the shower on as I undressed. I stood there; arms wrapped around my torso as the laundry events kept running through my head. I closed my eyes as Damian’s face, clear as day, popped into my mind. I shook my head. I can’t... play with myself with him outside my house. Especially if I have to sit down and eat with the man. Embarrassing!

I leaned on my shower wall as the water pelted down on me. My mind kept racing back to Damian. The last time I felt like this was for Jake when I saw him at his first football game. Jess was a cheerleader; I went to support her as I studied. I sighed as I washed my hair.

Can I really just throw all those years away? He was an ass, but he was my ass... I shut the water off, stepping out and wrapping a towel around myself. I heard a commotion coming from down the stairs as I stepped out into my room.

“Jake, she’s in the shower!” Jess’s voice came through my closed door.

“And? You’re acting like I’ve never seen her goods before,” I heard him respond as he started up the stairs. My breath hitched in my throat as I heard his steps get closer. Flashes of how he used to force himself on me ran through my mind as his heavy footsteps got closer.