Second Chance

what next

 I look back to make sure she is following, then I head for the car. I hope to make it to my place before she regains her brain power because I am definitely going to follow my plan and have her back in my bed in the next ten minutes. As I walk, I can feel her gaze on my back and know she’s following behind me quietly. I’m shocked she hasn't called her brother yet. She really must be shocked. I reach my parked car and I hear a shriek and I know it's because she has spotted Boomer in the car. I think of how much I hurt her because she never called me to get Boomer after I lied to her. Boomer is part of my master plan. I know I’m a dirty asshole but I’m needing every angle I can work, getting her back is the end goal and I’m fighting for forever here. 

Vi 

I know this is somehow a trap, but it my boom-boom boy and god I’ve missed my puppy. I was so hurt and humiliated I didn’t attempt in getting him back after the INCIDENT that broke me. I didn’t speak to my family for months and I still barely on speaking terms with my siblings because they hid the whole thing and tried to take his side and have me forgive and move on but it really hurts when the people you love lie to you. Shrieking and loving on Boomer is like a moment in heaven for me, I actually relax a little but the second he speaks I’m tense and anxious all over again. “Boomer has to go home before I take you to see Ma.” It makes me angry that he still calls MY mom Ma. The nerve of this guy. I can feel the anger rising in me and I’m not quite sure if I’m going to be able to keep up my silence. I decided on doing the silent treatment. Childish yes, but necessary at this moment. I’m not going to give him any ammunition or satisfaction.  I need to figure out his game, and I can't seem to make my brain work at all. I can feel his continued stare as he gets in puts on his seat belt and then tells me to snap mine on or would I like him too, and my silence has seemed to give him the permission to lean over me and grab the seat belt and snap it around me himself. The heat and smell of him seep in to my personal space, the closeness brings longing assaulting my senses, my thoughts scatter and in a nanosecond I'm lost in him and the memories. I'm sixteen and we're at the beach and I'm sing to him. I snap back to myself, I refused to go down memory lane in his presence. I feel relief but then I feel bereft at him moving back out of my space and I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding as he cranks the car. I'm still waiting for him to say something significant, anything to give me a clue as to what he's thinking. If he actually thinks we can go back to friends like we were as kids. HA not happening. So what is it he wants? I take a look around as the car pulls into a driveway of a pretty little split level house. He turns of the engine and steps out the car and comes around to my side and opens my door. I don't understand what he is even doing. Like I would cross the threshold of THEIR house! "I'm good waiting in the car." I say but he still leans in and unbuckles my seat belt. "Come in or I will carry you in."  

"I don't want to go in your house, her house whatever and I'm keeping Boomer so we can go now. Problem solved." I was getting loud and knew I was flushed with my anger, but to hell with it he's pushing her down my throat by bringing me here and it hurts everywhere. Seeing what should be my house and my yard and Boom is my dog f**k THIS! As I finish speaking, he reaches under my knees and behind my back and lifts me out the car. I start squirming "put me down"  comes to my mind but never makes it out of my mouth because he's kissing me. He's kissing me and I'm lost in pleasure. He taste like home, he's slowly making me crazy. I can feel his heart pounding. And then I feel us moving and light changes and I open my eyes to see he's carried me inside but before I can even process a single thought he's kissing me again, backing me against the door, pressing into me. I can feel his erection on my stomach and it makes my s*x pulse. I want him so very badly. I'm not thinking anymore, as I pull on his belt. I feel him tugging on my dress straps. I need to be in a bed with him now. I must have said it out loud because he lifts me and starts walking. I find myself flat on my back on the bed with his hands on my hips beneath my skirt yanking my panties off. My thoughts completely scatter as he slides a finger across my slit and inside of me. I hear him groan and feel him licking my neck. I feel him press my thighs further apart as he whispers in my ear how much he wants me. And in the next instant I feel his d**k rubbing on my p***y and before I can take a breath he's buried himself inside of me swiftly without warning. I scream at the pleasure pain shooting through my s*x. He doesn't stop to let me get used to him or his large d**k stretching me after years of celibacy. He just keeps moving and he starts whispering how much he needed to be inside me, telling me I feel so good. I can feel the orgasm pulse inside me, feel his hot c*m inside me. This wakes my brain quickly and I try to push him off me and out of me but he pushes into me harder and keeps moving. "I'm not on birth control! Stop!" But he doesn't, he just looks at me and says its your turn to c*m. And he slows to where he's barely moving and starts to swivel his hips and lick my lips, kissing my face. "I'm going to make you c*m before this stops Vi. I don't care about anything but us cumming right now. You feel incredible, so tight." He swivels again as he rubs my clit and I c*m like I never have before.