"Hey, I thought you wouldn't make it tonight again; I decided to stall," I said immediately I reached the table we met two nights ago.
"Hey," Sean responded with a smile on his face.
"You look better with that smile," I said, and we burst into laughter.
"What do you mean?" He asked in between laughter. "Did I look so unattractive the other night?" He asked again.
"Nope, you looked hot and deadly," I said, laughing. He pulled a chair for me to sit on.
"At least you didn't die," he said, and I laughed.
"I can only agree with you on this," I laughed.
"Did you see the news?" I asked.
"Nope, I'm sorry I'm not that patriotic," he said, laughing.
"Ohh! No problem at all. I usually don't see the news; I just happened to watch this because I didn't have work to do," I said.
He nodded. "What was it about? News carries a lot of negativity, and I opted to stay out of their viewership and readership cartel."
"Right, this one too is very negative. I mean, a whole family was wiped out last night by assassins who can never be traced even with the fact that they left their autograph," I relayed.
"Grr... that's really sad."
"I know right, but I find it fascinating," I said, and he spat the drink in his mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm weird and I know that. I don't even think like other ladies. I mean, those people are super smart and cool," I rushed my words while he wiped his mouth and the table.
"It's cool, your choice and fascination. Can we talk about something else?" He asked.
"Of course, I talk for a living," I said, and we laughed.
"You ditched me last night," I added.
"You came looking for me? I'm so sorry; I had a deadline to meet, submitted a screenplay last night. I thought you didn't hear me say we should meet again. I came to try my luck tonight. I'm really sorry, cheerio," he said.
"It's fine. I mean, we are here now."
"Yeah, how did your day go Soph?" he asked, "how thoughtful of him."
"Being that I haven't stayed at home during workdays doing nothing, I almost dressed up to work, not till I remembered I had pulled a film trick," we laughed. "I was literally a couch potato. From the news, I saw some movies on Netflix, made breakfast, ordered lunch, and practically did nothing."
"Seems you had fun, no thoughts of me?" He asked.
"Are you being serious, Sean?" I laughed, while he shrugged. "You're jealous that I didn't miss you? I mean, after I waited till past midnight for you yesterday, I decided not to think too much about you. You may have been a ghost, who knows?" I said, and he burst into laughter.
"You thought I was a ghost?" He asked unbelievably.
"Of course, all I knew about you was your name and gorgeous face," I replied, smiling.
He just face-palmed himself. "You're unbelievable, Soph."
"I know, Sean. How was your day?"
"Well, same old, woke up, cleaned, tried writing a little bit, and slept till this evening," he summarized.
"Well, that's quite boring. You know you're a whole green flag and a walking red flag," I said after a moment.
He laughed, "that's ridiculous. What does it even mean?"
"I don't know, but to the best of my understanding, it means you are a hot demigod that doesn't know what to do with a lady," I explained.
"Well, I still don't get you. If a lady needs anything from me, she ought to ask and... that doesn't mean that I'm not intentional. Some things just skip my memory," he said.
"You haven't asked if I'd love to read one of your works, a manuscript, or published work," I said with a shrug.
"Ohh, I'm really sorry, I didn't know you'd be interested. But I assure you, my lady, you'll get to read all of my works," he said with a smile and a wink.
"Fair enough then. Have you had any girlfriends in the past? Oh, silly me! You obviously have," I said.
He laughed, "I had, but she betrayed me."
"Or you were the playboy?" I chimed.
"Nope, I find cheating very dishonorable. Why cheat when you can go have the other person without sneaking around?" he said.
"How did she betray you?" I asked.
"That's a story for another time," he said, his eyes dimming. It must be a great bruise to his ego.
I just shrugged, and he looked at me pointedly.
"Have you ever cheated on your partner?" he asked.
I laughed. I have never been in a stable relationship, just flings. "You should probably rephrase the question. I have never been in a relationship, just a little fling here and there, and I'm not a slut," I said.
He nodded, unsure as to whether I was telling the truth or just playing him.
"Can I ask a personal question?"
He sighed and closed his eyes, "Yes, cheerio."
"What's your family like?" I was very unsure.
"We're cool but not staying together at the moment," he replied. That wasn't what I wanted to hear, but before I could speak, he beat me to it.
"Apart from when you're sleeping, what other times are you usually quiet?" He asked.
I laughed till I had tears running down my left eye. "Are you already tired of my business?" I asked.
"No, I just want to see you in all your forms," he said.
"I'm not a werewolf, Sean," I said laughing. "I'm never quiet, even in the bedroom."
"You're a screamer?" he asked, his eyes lit up with desire.
I walked over to him and sat on his lap. "Yes, daddy," I said, rocking against his groin.
"You're a bad child. Should we get out of here?"
"When I feel your lips on mine," I sassed.
He immediately placed his lips on mine, knocking every iota of dignity and awareness out of my system. He tasted like beer, and his woodsy scent enveloped me.
I found myself in his car. "Oh my! How did you get us here?" I asked.
"Seems someone was lost in the pleasure. Sean has his ways, babes. I wish to continue this, my place or yours?" he asked.
"How far is your place from here?" I asked.
"Thirty minutes," he said, igniting the engine of the car.
"Mine then."
In a few minutes, we were already in my apartment. We pounced on each other immediately when I opened the door. He dragged me to himself and kissed me violently, and when he placed his hands again on my butt, I arched, and he gave it a spank. That was a huge turn-on for me, and I guess, for him too, because his cock kept pressing against my belly.
"Strip," he commanded, walking to the bed as I hurriedly pulled off my dresses, including my lingerie. I was so horny; I was almost pleading.
"Come here, princess," he said, his voice husky as I walked to him.
"Go on all fours."
I obeyed quickly.
"Touch yourself, princess." I started touching myself and moaning loudly; that's good enough, my breathing changed, and I knew I was close.
"That's okay, Bella, you only get to cum when I'm with you," he said.
He walked up to me, my rounded ass spread out for him; he spanked me, and I gave a loud moan again. I was a chronic submissive in the bedroom.
"Look how wet and ready you are for me, Bella," he rubbed my clit, and I gave loud cries of pleasure.
"Who's your daddy?" he sassed.
"You uh-uh," I moaned as he gave a sharp thrust, breaking the barriers. I felt a sharp pain.
"That's a good girl there; you took it all." I was surprised that for someone who was a virgin, I took in all his sheathed cock in me.
"Apart from the screams, you are particularly very quiet, cheerio," he said in between grunts as we came together, and this was my fifth orgasm; we were just getting started.
We had bouts after bouts of sex till I was really exhausted.