She pushed him aside gently and told him with a threatening smile" Don't you dare compare me to a dirtbag"
"What! you think you are better than them? You are so a sex_person" he said with a surprised look
"oh my God! What does that even mean?" She asked him instantly trying hopelessly to add some fun as he was quick-tempered.
He giggled "I'm sorry I meant that you can't live without sex but still acting strong I don't get it Why is that? "
"oh really! Here's a thing: you are better at sex than talking but you are not even that good."
He was still giggling when he said " Ok Let's skip to the best part, honey "
She laughed as he was pushing her to the wall then hugging her as their lips couldn't be separated for a moment and it was crystal clear that he was a mess.
She hummed " I know what the deal is. You are still drunk And so am I let's get your tiny little toy inside me"
Her laughter was heard before she screamed in surprise when she got suddenly pushed against the wall by a provocative man. A rush of a sticky warm liquid got out covering his pecker or big guy as he called.
She was about to slip when he caught her just in time and apologized with a cold look on.
She looked at his miserable indifferent expression with a smirk.
She added, " Did you already have enough, wanna get rid of me now?"
He smirked back and said "Never, You are so much to handle, that's why I enjoy you "
Her jaw dropped in a fake surprise and mocked "Oh that's new. Am I supposed to be happy because I'm some snacks you enjoy? Hell no, You're crazy and that's what makes you a good muse."
He laughed "I like you too honey "
then his lips got attached to hers, almost lost his breath, fingers carding through her long hair as they breathed each other in. He could almost feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath his nose. Her eyes were fixed on him when she lowered her head and she started softly kissing him on the neck giving him those love bites. He did enjoy it. She gave him just the sparks he needed.
Meanwhile, knocks were heard and the phone rings continuously. They both rushed out immediately. He went looking through his phone when she asked him suspiciously "Who's that?"
He ignored her question and said
"I have to open the coffee shop someone is waiting for me outside and you can leave from the side door "
Marya couldn't help but wonder "What the hell is he keeping from her? "
Then she stormed off back to the apartment she thought once to rent a place in. She hesitated before going inside. Her heart was just beating so loud in excitement to meet the guy whose muscles were too good to be true and who had the coolest clothes: Jeans, a white undershirt, and pairs of old sneakers. Wasn't pretty expensive but cool.
She raised all the courage she once had and knocked on the door when a similar face reached out for her. She thought he wouldn't be any less excited than her. And she was hell wrong. Unexpectedly he was very indifferent, her heart froze in her chest when he mumbled "So here you are. let me show you the rooms that we got before talking about prices. "
Saying those cold words to her, he didn't even blink once. His cold scare was running shock through her body.
She was totally clueless. She shook her head in agreement and followed him up to the stairs she once fell on. She wanted to remind him of that memory but little did she know that it was already messing with his thoughts. but he didn't mention it, and so did she. As walking past the place they once made out by, they both lowered their heads in silence.
Finally got into the tiny room with a small bed in the middle, it was really cute and a little fancy
She liked the place for a second: walls painted with many colors in a fascinating way like a beautiful painting, she thought to herself 'They are underestimating this art. Aren't they? This is spectacular'
it was so thrilling, such a beautiful thing to see yet almost sad. She wasn't much of an educated woman so didn't know much about art but that one really got into her heart. She fell for the drawings and instantly knew the artist heart
Almost a tear falling from her eye and her heart melted. There was a young man in this drawing who seems to be all alone in this world, suffering on its own.
She heaved a sigh:
"it looks very comfortable and so lovely "
He nodded " Yeah I know. I come here sometimes, taking a break from ....you know, teens life. It's so messy and full of drama and trauma sometimes...So harsh"
The way Jspokeked made her so confused ,she didn't really know what to say . She just putted
an I_get_it look on and was going like
"Of course, you can come whenever you want.
I got you, bro"
She wasn't the only one confused this time his face was literally telling 'What the Fuck' with his eyebrows getting closer and his eyes not understanding.
"No not like that. I used to come when it was empty! Do You think I'm the kind of guy who enjoys crying on a woman's chest?"
"absolutely not! I just was saying that I don't mind a small company. I can be your drink buddy What do you think?"
The words have left her mouth not in the way she thought it would be
God that was so painful to see. She was very embarrassed yet no signs. Pretending is her game after all.
He felt really weird when he felt his cheeks were going so red. He covered his face before announcing the price "It costs 120 dollars with the meals cost it's 160"
She jumped in joy "That's amazing " Her eyes were still lost in his while saying that and was so focused on his movements and expressions.
By the way, She admired his messy hair and wished their situation was different, everybody else would think she just played him the other day but that wasn't the case. The truth is that she badly wanted to kiss his face and give him unerasable love bites just in case another woman jumped in.
He slightly smiled and added "Only for you, sweet lady" He winked at her,and waved his hand like a fucking solider then left her all confused again as she pressed on her chest calming her heart down
"Fuck that's unfair" She whistled as her head went dizzy again. As he shut the door behind,she leaned on it and thought 'Why am I the only one to suffer that much ,or is he just playing hard to get '
Little did she know she wasn't the only one. On the other side of the fucking door another core was leaning in hope as he felt his dick going hard ,his hair almost standing up in ecstasy .His body now is moving on it's own he got no more control over it
He lowered his hands got them in reaching his wet boy then he gently played it ,got his teeth pressed in trying to hold his breath while his mind felt like bleeding in silence. With every touch his heart melted and his breath went heavier. He wished he screamed 'you little bitch come unzip the damn trousers I'm not even wearing pants for your record ' He was so desirous, wanted just to hug her small figure, gently touching her and get another taste of her soft lips.
Back to the other side where the horny woman was standing on her thick tighs She felt her pussy on fire. It was almost itching , it needed someone playing with it so bad. And she couldn't force it. So she got her fingers down the pouf-sleeved large dress she was wearing and finally connected her fingers with her vag . She caressed her folds with one hand while drawing rounds around her nipple with the other hand . As Her breath fastened and her heart almost jumping out of her chest. Hardly catching her breath.
Then she freed the two hands and squeezed her breasts, biting her lower lip. And her pussy itching again . SHE REALLY COULDN'T CONTROL IT ,no Matter what it was hard to hold inside. She was gasping for more just like him . Both laying on the same door , gasping loud but no one couldn't hear each other because of their own breaths.
Marya had gave up to her body when she got her forefinger back inside the wet spot , and more fingers went deep in and out ,hardly holding her moans. She puffed while feeling a little pain . She was so aggressive and haven't got enough yet .Somehow, she's got that motivation at each connection with this guy ,so confused she felt.
Maya's eyes were glowing as tears were filling them
Her face all red ,the young woman panted then whispered underneath "So hot this is unfair . I'm even crying of joy"
Meanwhile our boy had the exact same feeling, but as he was a vergin, he almost got enough. Easy to be a vergn , you feel the joy out of small things but that was harsh for her. Her soul was so hungry, missing sex every night and kisses every morning.
SO MUCH TO LEAVE WITHOUT RIGHT?