Addiction

8

He pulled me to his chest and rolled over so that I was on top of him. He was staring up at me, waiting to see what I would do to him. I moved my hips. He kept his blue eyes locked on me as I slowly slid up and down his shaft.

"God you're sexy," he said. He grabbed my hips and began to guide me, faster and faster. He stared at my t**s as they bounced up and down with every thrust.

I leaned down and grabbed his shoulders to steady myself. He felt so good inside of me. I never wanted it to end.

His hands slid to my breasts. He squeezed them hard. "Every inch of you is perfect," he whispered. He pulled me to his chest again and rolled over so that he was on top of me. He put his hands on either side of my face again and dove deeper still.

"Yes!" I watched his biceps tense as he moved faster and faster.

"Come for me, Penny."

It felt so good. I seemed to have lost control of my body. My orgasm washed over me. "Oh, James," I mumbled. James? What the f**k. "Tyler," I panted. "Tyler."

I felt his c**k pulse inside of me. Had he not noticed?

"Penny," he groaned when he finished. He rolled onto his side, pulling me with him. "Penny, Penny, Penny. What am I going to do with you?" He pushed my bangs out of my face.

"Tyler, that was amazing." I tried to catch my breath.

He studied my face for a moment. "You're not over him, are you?" He looked hurt. Had he heard me say James? What is wrong with me? Maybe he was just worried that I hadn't had long enough to get over James.

"I am over him." I wanted to be. I needed to be. I suddenly felt like I wanted to cry.

Tyler stood up and began to get dressed. He looked back at me as he buttoned up his pants. Being with Tyler was wonderful, but was he right? Tyler walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. He hadn't put his shirt back on yet and his abs were rather distracting.

"I want you to be happy," he said. He had told me that before. I knew that he meant it. His sincerity made me feel guilty.

"You make me happy, Tyler."

Tyler smiled at me. "I hope so."

"Tyler." I sat up and straddled him. "I'm so happy right now." I ran my hands down his pecks and abs. "I wish we had done that the first night I came here. It would have changed everything."

"But we didn't."

"Tyler..."

"Penny, I want you to be my girlfriend. You know that. It's what I've always wanted. And I'm pretty sure I've made that clear. But I want you to be all in. I don't want to have to worry about you running off with Professor Hunter."

"I am all in." Professor Hunter wanted nothing to do with me. There was no chance I'd run off with him.

"You f*****g said his name when you came." He pushed me off of him and stood up. He quickly grabbed his shirt off the ground.

Shit, he did hear. He looked mad.

"I want to be your girlfriend."

"What?"

"You heard me. Tyler, I'm all in."

Tyler stared at me.

"I'm all in."

"Penny." He pulled his shirt on.

"What?"

"You two only just broke up. You're not over him"

"I am." I'm not. But I wanted to be. There was nothing left between Professor Hunter and me. He had made that clear. He was over me. I needed to be over him too. Tyler could help me do that.

He leaned down and kissed me. "I want to believe you, I do."

"If you didn't think I was over him then why did you have s*x with me?"

"Because you asked me to for your birthday. And I was in no place to argue with you. You don't know how badly I've wanted this."

I suddenly felt cheap. Like I had begged him for s*x. "Oh." I quickly grabbed my costume and started to get dressed. I finished zippering up my dress and turned to him.

"Why are you mad?" he asked.

"Because you don't want to be with me. You just wanted to f**k me."

"That's not true, Penny. I just told you I wanted you to be my girlfriend."

"And when I said yes you told me I wasn't ready."

"Because you're not. You haven't even told me what happened between you and Professor Hunter. I don't...I don't trust you."

Trust. It was the same reason why Professor Hunter had left me. My mind was fuzzy and my stomach churned at the memory. "You don't trust me?" Because I've lied to him too. He shouldn't trust me. Him saying the same words that Professor Hunter had said to me stung, though. When had I become so untrustworthy? I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"No, I don't trust you. We almost did this before and you went back to him. Do you have any idea how that made me feel?"

"Bad."

"Yeah. Bad." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"Well that's why he broke up with me. Since you wanted to know."

"Because we almost had s*x?"

"No, because he didn't trust me either." I didn't realize how much I had jeopardized my character. I had slept with my professor. I had almost slept with Tyler. I had slept with my professor some more. I had kissed a mere stranger in the afternoon. And then I had f****d Tyler at night. I had lied to everyone, including my best friend, to hide all the terrible things I had done. What is wrong with me?

I felt so numb. I thought sleeping with Tyler would make me feel better, but I only felt worse. I felt sleazy.

"I'm sorry," Tyler said. "I didn't know that's why you guys broke up."

"Yeah, well." I shrugged. "Apparently I'm not very trustworthy. So, if you'll excuse me."

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?!"

"Damn it, Penny, I don't want to get hurt again."

That was it. That was why Professor Hunter wasn't talking to me. I had hurt him. I had hurt him and I had hurt Tyler. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I know. But you have. Over and over again."

"I'm sorry." I had hurt so many people. I was horrible.