The second Seth walked over to Ella I wanted to fucking punch him. Then he touched her face. I saw how uncomfortable she was but she just sat there doing nothing. I was trying to settle the rage inside me when his fingers grazed over her thigh. I stood up just as fast as Ella jumped away from him.
I calmed down some the second she stood behind me. It was annoying how I always had to protect her, but a part of me liked how she immediately jumped to me for protection. I held back my anger to get this girlfriend's number then left as quickly as possible.
It was definitely a mistake bringing her here. There was no reason for her to be here either. I swear sometimes I like having her in trouble just so I could save her. How fucking weird was that?
On the ride home I thought back to the first day I met her. She was twelve and I just turned thirteen. I came over to play some basketball out back with Damien when this cute little girl with braids on each side of her head and a blue sun dress opened the door smiling at me. She looked like some farm girl picked out of her little rodeo town and dropped in our LA mansions.
"Hi Eros. I'm Ella, your new neighbor. It's nice to meet you." She spoke so sweetly it gave me a toothache. I had never met anyone so completely innocent and kind before.
"You look like Dorothy from Kansas." Were the first words out of my mouth. I was in total shock and very uncomfortable.
"Thank you!" She smiled with all her teeth at me.
"It wasn't a compliment. Try some jeans and a crop top or the girls in this town will eat you alive." I shook my head at her. I'll admit she did look cute, but I was serious about everyone making fun of her.
"Oh!" She gulped as her eyes began tearing. I don't think I ever made a girl cry before. This just went from weird to beyond fucking awkward.
"Is Damien here?" I pointed inside the house so she would get the hint to let me get away from her.
"Yes, he is playing basketball. I'll take you out back." She waved me inside and I followed her to the back yard still unsure how to act around her.
The second we stepped outside Damien chucked the ball at her head. Ella stood there wide eyed about to let the ball smash into her face. My hand reached out snatching the ball right before it hit her.
"Oh my god!" She panted breathlessly.
"Go away little girl. Nobody wants you around." Damien waved her inside then looked at me. "Pass the ball."
"Thank you." She whispered to me then left. I wanted to go after her for some strange reason. Even to this day it annoyed me I just let her walk off crying. Why the fuck should I care about some farm girl I just met though?
"Don't be a dick, Damien." I chucked the ball at him with a little too much anger.
"What? She's annoying. I hope my dad divorces this one soon. That country chick is going to piss me off if I have to actually see her every day."
I pulled up to her house sensing the uncomfortable silence the whole ride back. I was lost in my thoughts about Ella I half forgot I was even driving. This is why I hated being around her. I was always concerned about her and my mind just replayed all these stupid memories of us.
I didn't have anything else to do the rest of the day so I followed her upstairs. She didn't protest, just kept looking back at me wondering why I was still there. I didn't really have an answer for her though. I wanted to say something about Seth to her too. A small part of me wanted to apologize even though I didn't do anything wrong.
She walked in her closet and I needed to know what foolish outfit she would pick out. I went through her clothes and instantly got hard the second I saw a red dress. I had thing about a girl in red.
She of course rolled her eyes and put it back. The things I would do to see her in that dress though. Without even realizing it I was directly behind her. She faced her clothes frozen in front of me. I can't explain the overwhelming need I felt to touch her.
When her body shuddered under my touch fear raced through mine. She never reacted that way to me before. I teased her a lot and every time she melted to me. My hand grabbed her waist to steady her and my heart nearly sank.
When she told me it was Seth, I couldn't help but smile. He would never touch her again. Knowing it wasn't me that disgusted her made me get hard all over again. My lips teased her neck and she tilted her head for me to reach her better. She always responded the perfect way to what I wanted. My hands roamed over her body and she got weak in the knees. I loved how she lost all sense of reasoning and let me take her. I couldn't actually do anything though.
I had this weird desire to touch her, taste her, which I never understood, but I also knew she was this proper southern chick that wouldn't just put out one night. Ella wanted long term commitment, probably fucking marriage and all that shit I wasn't interested in. Well at least not with her.
I walked out way too fucking frustrated to hold back any longer standing that close to her. If she didn't let me touch her like I did it would be easier to resist this stupid desire I had for her. Ella never stopped me though.
"Hey, come over." I called Chrissy the second I walked into my room. We had been seeing each other for about a year now, but we fought more than we fucked. She was smart and very sexy, but she was also way too needy.
"I thought we were done." She teased me. I had to think for a minute. The last time we saw each other did we fuck or fight? Right, both.
"I was pissed baby. Now I'm really fucking horny."
"Will you come with me to the charity event?"
I really didn't want to go to that and definitely not with Chrissy tugging me along as her eye candy.
"Fine!" I had to make an appearance anyways. At least I get to fuck Chrissy without any fighting the next week.
"I knew you would cave. You can't seem to resist me, baby. I'll be there in twenty. Love you."
"Wear something red." I hung up tossing my phone to the bed. I grabbed myself ready to fucking pump one out before she got here. I needed to fuck someone though. My hand was pretty fucking good but nothing was like a soft pussy to sink into.
I jumped in the shower taking my time to clean every inch of my body and stroking myself a few times to relieve the tension about to burst out of me. I wrapped my towel around my body and opened my door to Chrissy laying on my bed in a red lace teddy.
"Fuck! You have no idea how hard I'm going to fuck you, Chrissy."
"Looking forward to it, Eros." She licked her lips and I slowly peeled off my towel. I looked down at my dick throbbing in anger to get a release. I swear he had more control over my body than I did. When I didn't give into him, he got vicious with sending signals to my brain to fuck something.
I stalked to Chrissy grabbing her by the ankles then flipped her over. I positioned her quickly at the edge of the bed on all fours then just sank into her.
"Finally!" I started ramming into her like my life depended on it. "Fuck this feels so good." I was completely lost in the lust that took over my body. Chrissy was screaming my name as she gripped the bedsheets and it only drove my body to fuck her harder.
She came twice and I was still fucking her raw. I flipped her over for a while then I tried putting her on top but it wasn't fucking working. I was too worked up.
"Fuck!" I grunted stopping her from riding my dick.
"What's wrong Eros?" She looked down at me with her large breast hanging over my face. Chrissy had the perfect fucking body.
I sat up and she sat on her knees next to me. I smiled knowing what I needed. I stood next to the bed and guided her lips to my dick. She can do all that screaming on him.
"That's it." I hissed as she guided her lips up and down my shaft. I looked down at her and it was making me even fucking hornier how slutty she looked. My eyes raked down her back covered in red lacy lingerie. "Fuck red. Suck my dick harder baby. I'm so fucking close." My hand grabbed her hair and I thrusted deep into her mouth. That was it.
She choked on my dick screaming my name and it felt so good. I closed my eyes riding out the last few seconds before I exploded. It's almost as good as actually releasing. My balls tightened and I was cursing loud thrusting fast and hard down her throat. "Good girl. Take my dick like a good fucking girl little red."
Then there it was. My fist tightened in Chrissy's hair as my dick pumped out hard with vengeances. He was such a prick to be so fucking hard all day then make me work all night to satisfy him. Thank God Chrissy did anything I ask of her or I probably wouldn't have finished at all.
"Did you like that baby?" Chrissy wiped the cum from her mouth staring up at me.
"Fuck yes. I didn't think I was going to ever fucking finish." I laid back on the bed. She went to clean herself up and came back to lay next to me. I hated fucking cuddling. I usually had to wait until she fell asleep then rolled her to the other side or I slept on the couch.
"I missed you babe."
"Why were we even fighting?" I seriously couldn't remember. She bitches about so much stuff I only half listen. Then I lose my temper and send her away.
"I want us to be more apart of each other's life, Eros. This charity event is a big deal for my job. My boyfriend should be there supporting me."
"Yeah, I guess." She was right. We've been dating for almost a year and I refused to go to any social gathering with her friends or work. I didn't really care about dealing with all that bullshit. In a couple of years that is all my life will be. For now, I just wanted to work at the club and box on the weekend.
The most peace I got was rebuilding my bikes. I felt like I was in a totally different world working in my garage. My dad bought me a brand-new bike almost every birthday but I liked the classics. When I found one really fucked up then rebuilt her to her former perfection it was like a weird high, I got. Searching different junk yards for the parts was half the fun too. Riding the brand-new shiny bikes was exhilarating but nothing was like rebuilding an old one.
"Eros?"
"Hmm."
"You didn't answer me." Chrissy sat up looking at me. Her face was so fucking gorgeous. She could have easily been a super model. Shit! She was saying something and I totally zoned out.
"What?" I asked, annoyed.
"I said next month is our year anniversary. Maybe we should think about getting our own place."
"Maybe. I'm tired Chrissy and have two shifts tomorrow. Go to sleep." I patted her head then rolled over.
I can't stand it when she starts these talks. I don't even know how we have a year anniversary based on the day we hooked up at a party. She was a good fuck that kept coming back for more but I don't think I ever asked her out officially.
One day we were just referred to as girlfriend and boyfriend. I didn't argue because she was the only chick I was fucking. I didn't sleep around with different girls and I did like fucking her so I never corrected anyone. Now we are supposed to be hitting some one-year mark and she wants to talk about moving in together. I love how chicks just decide where a relationship is going and if we don't agree we're an asshole.