"We're leaving!"
One by one, the staff waved goodbye and I smiled at them as I nodded in their direction. At last, the bar was empty except for me and Yesha. After checking things on the floor, I headed towards the kitchen where she was cleaning up.
I found her standing by the sink, rinsing some glasses and I smiled as I surreptitiously came behind her. I wrapped my arms around her as I kissed her neck from behind.
"Adam…" she complained as she tried to shrug me off but I wasn't one to get rid of so easily.
"You smell so good," I murmured against her skin as my hand wandered down her crotch and cupped her there.
It's been six days since we became lovers and I already knew her sensitive spots. Day after day since that night I claimed her as my own. I never let her out of my sight.
That first morning when she woke up in bed with me, I knew she would be filled with regrets but I didn't give her a chance to voice them out. I already knew she didn't love me. I accepted that fact now. But there was no way in hell I'd let her slip away.
Whenever she seemed to be gathering up the courage to break it off with me, I always messed with her thoughts and swept her off her feet. I was thinking that it was because of this that until now we're still together, although our relationship was more on the physical side than emotional regardless of how much I told her I loved her.
"Hmmmmnnn…"
I murmured my approval as I licked her earlobe and then bit it while my hand slid in her pants and touched her sensitive nub.
"A-dam…" she whimpered as she placed the glass back on the sink and dried her hands in fast speed. "Stop it. Not here," she continued to protest as she turned around, pushing me as she did.
It was a wrong move for her, though. As soon as we're face to face, I claimed her mouth and all protests died in her throat. At first she was still fighting me, but when I unfastened her pants, making it pool upon her feet along with her underwear and cupped her buttocks to grind her sex against mine, Yesha was a goner.
Weakly, my angel anchored her arms around my neck and I took the chance to lift her up and placed her on top of the sink.
"Adam…I'm going to get wet," she protested and I laughed as I stared at her moist rose-colored petals down there.
"Ah, but baby, you're already wet down here," I whispered huskily, and before she was able to say anything, I dipped my head and took her in my mouth.
"AAHHHHHH…"
Yesha writhed in ecstasy as I ate her up; her hands fisted my hair. Watching her cry in pleasure gave me my own euphoria and squeezed on her harder, eliciting another gasp and moans of carnality.
Feeling my own desire getting out of hand, I lifted my head and claimed her mouth for another kiss as I freed my fly from my pants. My angry shaft sprang from my briefs and I pulled away as I lifted her from the sink and made her stand on the floor once more.
"Turn around," I whispered against her throat as I guided her on her back.
"Hold on, baby," I murmured as I kneeled on the floor and spread her buttocks exposing the rose-colored orifice which twitched in anticipation and the rose petals below. Smiling as I licked my lips, I leaned forward to trace the petals with my tongue.
Yesha gasped feeling my mouth there again as her hands tightened on the sink, clinging on for dear life as I prepared her. I licked, kissed and teased the impatient layers as I inserted my fingers in her opening, stretching her. When she trembled as she cried, I knew she was ready, at last.
"Yesha," I called her softly as I stood up, my hand sliding on her back's smooth surface as I pushed her against the sink so she would bend further.
"Adam…" she called back, her eyes glazed with passion as she licked her lips, waiting for my next moves.
"I'm here," I whispered back as I pumped my organ twice before guiding it towards her opening. "Here," I said once more as I suddenly penetrated her to the brink, making sure to hit so deep and she screamed.
Oh God.
It really felt wonderful and hot inside of her, I thought, as I simultaneously drove my sex in and out of her, my hand gripping her left hand while my other reached out to tease her sensitive nub in sync with my thrusts.
Glancing at the stainless oven, I saw our reflection and my desire skyrocketed. With me taking her from the back, my muscles rippling as I humped her from behind amidst her cries of pleasure, we both looked like rutting animals and the predator in me was smug.
Feeling near the edge, I closed my eyes and rammed into her faster and faster until all I could see were white flashes of pleasure. A few minutes more and Yesha screamed her release; her body stiffened before melting into a puddle. Soon after, I crowed my own ejaculation as I gave her one last thrust and collapsed on her back.
Catching our breaths, I kissed her shoulder as I pulled out of her and smirked as some of my seed came out of it, sliding down her pair of white legs to her feet. Pulling her close to my body, I guided her towards a nearby chair without bothering to dress up and made her sit on my lap.
Silence hung between us as we regained our strength. It was Yesha who recovered first, shifting on my lap as she did so she could look at my face.
"Adam, I…"
There it was again, Yesha's expression which told me she would talk about something I wouldn't like, and so, I interrupted her again.
"Matt and Jane are coming back tomorrow," I said casually and saw her hesitate for a few minutes before she nodded and sighed.
It seemed I had won against her since she gave up telling me what she had been wanting to tell me for days.
"This is our last night working here," I continued and saw her smile wistfully as she glanced around the kitchen. "What are your plans?"
"I don't know yet," she answered evasively and I felt that something was up.
"No plans yet?" I prompted and she sighed.
"Maybe, I'll apply to the nearby pre-school and teach there."
"Ah yes, you're a teacher," I murmured fondly remembering the night Matt told me about Jane's sister. "If you want I can introduce you to my friend. He owns some schools and one of them is a preschool," I offered and I felt her stiffen in my arms.
"No," she whispered as she smiled hesitantly. "I mean, I think I want to try finding work on my own," she continued as she stood up and I almost whistled at the view of her white back.
"Let's fix this place and go home," I heard her say as she picked up her pants. "I don't want my brother-in-law finding out that we used his kitchen like a motel room," she added which made me laugh as I stood up to fix my belt and zipper.
Since we started seeing each other, I'd been bunking at her place since she wouldn't stay at my apartment. Hearing her say "let's go home" made my heart warm and happy. Even if it wasn't love, I was glad that Yesha had somewhat accepted the fact that I was already a part of her life.