I and Aidan were in our apartment, on the verge of losing our breath due to a kiss. Hastily, we undid our clothes, and I was on top of Andrew. Once again, kissing took us to the edge. Andrew groans in the kiss, indicating he can't resist anymore, and I grunt in response.
We were at the peak, no back down. I was about to enter him when my cell started ringing. There was a momentary pause in our position, and I cursed for not keeping my cell silent. I ignored it, and again, it started ringing. "You are fucking not attending, not fucking when you took me to peak." I obeyed his words because I was in no position to control myself, but my cell kept ringing. It was annoying like hell. Whoever was calling, I wanted to kill them on the spot.
Reluctantly, I got up from Andrew, irrespective of his protest and my breath was still heavy. I received the cell. Well, I was forced to do so by my bloody CEO. "What do you want?" Whether to get angry or to control my arousal was the biggest question. If I get angry, my arousal will vanish without a second thought, and after affect I really don't want to think about it. "Well, what are you doing? I can take a guess from your breathing, you know." I sighed. No, I don't want to get angry, as I am fucking on edge, and Andrew would definitely kill me. "It's my weekend; please spare me." "Can I join? I never tried threesome." That was unexpected and only required sentence for an outburst.
Is he fucking crazy to suggest something like this? God, I hate everything that's going on for a few days. Why the heck did I agree to have sex with him in the first place?
"Are you out of your mind? Think before sprouting." Andrew was signaling for me to come back to bed. "Can you come over?" "No, I am busy, and I am going to switch off my cell." "OK, I will be there in 10 minutes." "No, no, hell no, you are not coming over here." "OK, I will wait then." With that, the cell was disconnected. I glanced at Andrew, who got up from the bed and got dressed. It serves me right. I had to restart everything, like from the damn kiss.
Getting aroused and not being able to release is a frustrating combination.
Why the heck did I receive his damn call? I should have disconnected and switched off. I heard the front door closing. Andrew didn't even glance at me before leaving the apartment.
What the hell was I accepting a goodbye kiss?
I try to breathe and calm myself. After a few minutes, I left the apartment.
Before knocking, Ralph opened the door. I opened my mouth to scold him wholeheartedly, but words were muffled when his lips were covered with mine. I had prepared myself well the whole damn way. I guess it could wait for the night. My release is very important at this point. I don't want to end up frustrated again in a row.
Raphael took charge this time, and I let him. The consent was enough; he was on top of me. He was damn horny. His passionate kisses and the way his mouth roamed everywhere, eagerly flaunting his desire.
After we 'cum' ourselves, we were back to normal mode, breathing heavily beside each other. I couldn't help but chuckle. "What?" "Don't you think that should be my question? What had gotten into you?" "You were fucking acting bloody professionally, and the result is inevitable." I was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't get laid for almost 15 days. Ralph doesn't sleep around, and I don't know what the bloody harm is in having sex. This was the reason, but still, I couldn't help but confirm. "You didn't get laid for 15 days?" It was actually a statement. "No. I don't sleep around." This guy doesn't have a future in terms of sex, for sure. "Hungry animal mode was good though, so no complaints." "Can you cut the bullshit at the company premises? I am getting fed up." "No, you better suck it up." "Yeah, whatever. Let's take a shower." By nodding my head, I followed him.
Let me conclude that I am fucking in love with this hookup.
The next day, I was preparing breakfast. Once Raphael came, we started having the same. "So, what plan have you got today?" "I need to visit my mom." "Doesn't she stay with you?" "After my dad's death, she is attached to our old apartment, and I am done with forcing her." "Your dad died. Sorry, I didn't know." "It's ok, you were busy." That was a sarcastic comment, and Ralph rolled his eyes. "I am free, so I am coming with you." "What? Did I anywhere invite you?" "And your point, Re?" "You are the CEO of a company; you should be busy with something, right? How the hell do you have so much free time on your hands?" "My dad is still managing so many things on my behalf. So, I am free and coming too." I huffed. "It's a small apartment, and you don't like it." "I am going to be your guest; make me comfortable. That's not too hard, right?" "I don't know anything about pleasing guests. You are inviting yourself; don't complain." "I try my best." I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
After an hour, we were claiming the steps toward the flat. Was it a good idea to bring Ralph with me? I couldn't help but question myself. He will behave; I am not worried yet. I held Raphael's hand from further moving, and he was perplexed. "I am cautioning you again. It's a small one-bedroom flat you need to adjust. Behave in front of my mom." "Why? Are you still in the closet?" "No. She knows my preference and she is ok. I don't want to throw the same at her. Just keep your hands with you; that's it." "Ok, I will try my best." I sighed. "I am serious. Just one night you are going to behave, that's it." "Oh common, you are annoying now." It's a precautionary measure. How the hell is it fucking annoying?
My mom opened the door and was happy to see me. Her gaze was on Raphael, questioning, "Mom, this is Raphael. He is the boss of my company and an old friend." Her eyes brightened. She welcomed us.
We entered, and after greeting us, she made her way to the kitchen to fetch juice; meanwhile, Raphael was observing everything with curiosity. "You were right, it's small." Yeah, Sherlock.
We occupied the couch and my mom started bombarding us with questions mostly to Raphael. He was answering her politely and also choosing words cautiously. I had second thoughts about bringing him over here, but he always surprises me. Once again, I was glad for his upbringing.
While having dinner, Rahpael's face would light up every few seconds because of the taste, and it was priceless to watch him, as cliché as it sounds.
After having dinner, we made our way to the room. Once again, Raphael glanced at the room. "We have not even entered; it's already ended." Followed by his chuckle. Yeah, it is a small one with a single cot and my things here and there. "You take the cot, and I will sleep on the floor." "What, why? We can adjust right?" "No, it will be congested. It's ok, I will sleep on the floor." "I may get bored, don't you think." "Why the hell you will get bored? Don't forget I am sleeping in the same room. If you are hinting at something else, I swear, Ralph...." "Yeah, yeah, I get it."
He occupied the cot. The day was exhausting, and sleep overtook us.
The next morning, I felt a study breathe beside me, and it was near the crook of my neck. I was startled for a few seconds, and the bed was empty. Raphael was sleeping beside me, and I didn't even know when he joined me on the floor.
Slowly, I got up and made my way to the kitchen. My mom was busy preparing the breakfast. After greeting her good morning, I made my way to the bathroom. When I came out of the shower, my mom informed me that breakfast was almost ready and to wake Raphael.
I entered the room, and Raphael was wide awake with his morning hardness, which only made me annoyed. I don't want my days with Mom to get ruined. I did my best to control my anger. I cleared my throat. "Breakfast is almost ready. Go and take the damn shower." His response came out as a low moan. Oh God, no, no, this is not happening right now when my mother could hear every goddamn thing.
I watched him with an intense glare, and the effect on him was going in the wrong direction. "I am hard." By watching my face, his breathing was getting heavy, and my anger was reaching the boiling point. "I told you we were fucking not doing this over here. It's a small apartment." He rolled his eyes. Like seriously. "I am not moving in this state to the bathroom. So, the choice is yours." He started making tempting gestures, and by seeing my face, he was rubbing himself. At any second, a loud moan was going to escape, and I was on top of him. I hissed at him, closing his mouth. He removed my hand. "The position is good; would you carry on, please?" "Heck no. We could be heard; don't you get it?" "I will suppress my moan; trust me." I was going to get up, but he held me. "I swear, I lay this way till I release, so you better help me with this." I sighed. "Why the hell did you bother to join me?" "Help me now." He was trying to reach my lips.
I just lost it, and my hand was on his member.