Falling for Him

Unexpected

The smile that I was I wearing for the last few minutes disappears from my face, along with any other sign of happiness. Allison stands at the bottom of the lobby stairs, staring at me. She’s not her usual boastful self, but instead quite timid. I turn toward the door, not wanting to confront her here and make a scene.

“Can we talk?” She mumbles and I hear her footsteps behind me.

“What could you possibly have to say?” I scoff and turn to her direction, making her stop in her tracks.

“Just hear me out E..” she pleads.

“No..” I snap abruptly.

“E.. just listen”

“No Ali.. I don’t need to hear any of it”

“I just..”

“I said no Allison. I don’t need to hear any of your excuses”

I see tears brim in her eyes and for a split second, pain tugs in my chest seeing her like this. Instantly, images of that dreadful night flash in my mind and my heart immediately goes cold toward her.

“E.. please” a tear escapes her eye and falls down her cheek before she wipes it away.

“Goodnight Allison” I turn toward the exit, rolling my eyes in the process. How is she the one that’s hurt after all this? I walk to my car, looking for the keys in my bag.

“E.. I’m sorry” I hear her behind me along with the sound of her sniffling, letting me know she’s trying to hold back her tears. I sigh loudly in frustration. I really can’t do this right now.

“Just.. please forgive me” her words prompt me to face her.

“We’re best friends for crying out loud Elise.. we can get past this”

“Are you being serious right now?” my frustration finally boiling over.

“Were we friends when you were sleeping with Ben? ..How long have you been sleeping with him? ..How long Allison?!”

“A while. Believe me.. it just happened” she would have hoped to sound the least bit remorseful.

“And somehow it kept happening.. wow.. you’re shallow”

“You have everything E.. everything I wanted. The job.. the guy.. the looks.. the car. And I just couldn’t stand it anymore..” she throws her arms up in frustration.

“So you decided that was enough for you to help ruin my life” I scoff. “You’re pathetic”

“E.. we can still be friends..”

“F**k you Allison.. I have nothing else to say to you”

“E.. pl-“

“Just stop it.. the fake friendship you want to revive is dead.. for good” I get in my car, slamming the door shut taking out my anger. I drive away leaving Allison in the car park, the nerve of her to ever think we could be friends again after what she did and her excuses just solidifies that.

The anger I feel consumes my mind as I grip the steering wheel tightly. The surroundings drift off into a blur and my thoughts race on. Never would I have imagined being in such a situation. I barely catch a glimpse of a man crossing the street. I manage to bring the car to a screeching halt just in time. He curses at me, rightfully so and carries on. I need to calm down. I inhale and exhale deeply, trying to clear my mind, at least until I make it home.

I walk into the apartment, my entire body feels tense. I strip myself of clothes and head straight to the bathroom to have a hot shower. The water runs from my head to my feet as I stand underneath it. What an unbelievable day I’m having.

“Makes no sense to dwell on the past El..” I try to convince myself. I climb out of the shower and slip into a set of sky blue silk pajamas with lace trim along the hems. I towel dry my hair and head to the kitchen. I didn’t really have a appetite but my eyes land on the wine cooler. I grab a wine glass from the cabinet and pour myself a glass of white wine. I carry the bottle with me to the living room and switch the tv on. I flip through the channels not lucky enough to land on something the least bit interesting and just settle on the news. My eyes are on the screen but my mind is elsewhere. I thought of all the years Allison and I spent together. I thought that of all the things in my life at least she would be constant. I pour the last of the wine in the glass and take big gulps wanting to forget everything. I go to the kitchen and grab another bottle of wine and pour another glass. I put the glass to my lips when I barely manage to hear a soft knock at the door. I lower the volume on the tv, listening attentively for another knock just in case I was hearing things. After a few moments, there’s another knock. I gulp down the glass of wine and jolt to the door. I swing the door open, a little excessively, being a little tipsy and I see Russell standing in the doorway in all his gorgeousness. His hair tousled about his head, his jacket hangs over his shoulder by his fingers. The first few buttons of his shirt are undone, showing a glimpse of his chest. I pull my bottom lip into my mouth and bite down as the thought of running my hands against his chest comes to mind. He flaunts a charming smile and I step aside for him to enter. He places the bag he’s carrying on the counter and I grab the empty glass I was drinking from and go to the sink to wash it. It honestly fled my mind that he said he was coming over.

“I must admit.. I’m not really hungry” I say to him, with my head down as I wash the glass. I rinse it and turn it upside down next to the sink and turn the tap off. Before I can turn around, his hands snake around my waist and hold my body against his. I close my eyes as I melt into his arms, the tense feeling I had just washing away, as I relish in his warmth. He leans down to whisper in my ear.

“That’s too bad.. because I’m famished” his voice deep and trails with seduction, his breath lightly brushing against my neck. The feelings from earlier in his office come flooding back, literally, of our unfinished business. He turns me around to face him. My eyes go straight to his supple lips, his hand comes to rest against my face and his thumb gently sweeps across my lips.

“How about we pick up where we left off?” he whispers between us, with his eyes intently on mine. Goosebumps rise uncontrollably on my skin from his words. I give him a gentle nod. A seductive smile appears on his lips and his tongue sweeps across them, wetting them. He places a gentle kiss on my lips before kneeling and pulling my shorts away. He lifts me to sit on the counter, standing between my legs. He leans into me, I feel his breath against my neck before he places soft kisses, causing me to release a muffled moan. He peers into my eyes, lifting the top over my head, dropping it to the floor. He takes a step back, running his eyes along my naked body, licking his lips seductively. I take in a slow, deep breath as he returns between my legs, kneeling to the floor. He places my feet on his shoulders, keeping my legs wide open for him. Russell inhales deeply and I feel his nose gently brush against my delicate skin; a rumbling sound comes from his chest. I hold my breath, waiting to feel him. His soft lips place a gentle kiss, as if relishing in the torture he is inflicting on me. His tongue emerges from his mouth licking me from bottom to top.. slowly. I release the breath I have been holding. My fingers grip the edge of the counter as he continues. He flicks his tongue just right and my legs begin to shake. He grips my thighs to hold them steady as he continues his movements. My lips form an ‘O’, as I moan at the immense pleasure he evokes. I try to pull away from his torture, but it’s no use, his grip just tightens on my thighs, pressing his thumbs into my skin. I manage to keep my eyes open long enough to look down and see his eyes already on me, and see that look of his insatiable hunger once again.

It’s only a matter of time now. I’m racing toward my end and I think he knows. His assault becomes more intense.

“Come for me..”

“Come for me baby..” he whispers against my delicate skin and it’s enough to send me over the edge, I oblige his request. My body convulses uncontrollably as I gasp for air. Before I can catch my breath, Russell stands between my legs and kisses me, allowing me to taste my self against his lips. He then gives me a look that tells me that this isn’t over. He lifts me off the counter to stand against him.

“Have you had enough?” I whisper to him innocently. The look in which he gives me could only be compared to that of a predator ready to devour their prey. I bring my hands to unbutton his shirt as quickly as I could manage. I then move to his belt, keeping my eyes on his as I quickly succeed in removing it. I realize my breathing is shaky as I unbutton his pants and my heart thumps in my chest.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asks in barely a whisper. I search his eyes before nodding to him. His pants fall to the floor, followed by his boxers. He stands staring at me seemingly debating his next move as I bite my lip, waiting. He turns me around, bending me over the counter. He lines himself to my entrance.

“No interruptions this time” he whispers as he thrusts inside of me, making me gasp. He places a hand on my hip and the other at the base of my neck holding me in place as he thrusts repeatedly. My knees feel weak as he continues and I don’t know how much more I can take. I feel his finger tips dig into my skin, I’m sure they’ll leave a mark. I scream out at the pure bliss of the moment as I climax, clenching my walls around him.

“F**k Elise!” He groans as his movements quicken. He thrusts deeply once more before he climaxes. The sound of panting rings in my ears as we both try to catch our breaths. I stand against his chest and begin to move away but he wraps his arms around me, engulfing me in his chest.

“Let’s get cleaned up shall we” he whispers into my ear but somehow I don’t think that’s what he really means.