“Hmm, I think he will make it up to you.”
She smirks. “He better.”
“I'll meet you at my place,” I whisper in her ear.
Forty minutes later, I pull into my driveway. V's car appears not long after and I'm already out of my car and leaning against my rear bumper. As soon as she's within reach, I pull her to me and my lips crash onto hers. Our tongues meet, and it's oh-so-sweet. She shivers, and I don't know if it's from us or the cool night air. I rub my hands along her arms, hoping to bring her some warmth. Our mouths slow, and I reluctantly break away from her. “I've wanted to do that all night,” I tell her, “Let's get inside.” I grab her hand and pull her with me to the front door.
“Are your parents’ home?” she asks.
“No idea.” I don’t notice any cars, but I'm sure some could be tucked away in the garage. I fucking pray no one is home because I want to hear V screaming my name later. As we enter the house, all seems quiet, and I can assume no one is present. “Doesn't seem like anyone's here.”
We move up to my room, but just before entering, I turn and pick Veronica up. She squeals out in surprise, “What are you doing?!” I waltz into my room and close my door with my foot before crossing to my bed. I toss V onto my mattress, and the sight of her on it instantly has me hard. She leans up and grabs me by my shirt, pulling me to her. I place my arms on either side of her, not wanting to completely suffocate her. She doesn't give me any time. Her mouth is on mine. Her kiss is searing. Her legs wrap around my waist which rubs her groin right against my dick. A soft moan vibrates through V, and I can tell she enjoyed that as much as I did. She does it again, and I can feel everything tighten. If she does that a couple more times, I may end up releasing early. This is something I've never experienced before. I pull my lips from hers and move down her jaw, and even lower onto her neck. She rolls her hips again, and this time it's me who's moaning. “Baby,” I whisper.
“Yeah,” her voice is soft.
“You gotta stop doing that, or this will end sooner than I'd like.” The wicked girl does it again and laughs. “You evil tease.” I lift my weight off of her and my dick is throbbing. She tightens her legs around me and pulls me back to her but her lips nip at my ear.
“I want to make you feel good,” she whispers. It's so fucking sexy. My head drops onto her shoulder. Her hands move down to my pants. Before I know it she’s unzipping them and reaching inside. Her hand reaches around my shaft, and I groan at the contact.
“Fuck.” I hiss.
Her legs loosen from around my waist, and with her free hand, she pushes me until I'm on my back. She pulls my pants and boxers from around my hips, down my legs, and throws them on the floor. Her eyes widen, and then she licks her lips as her hand grabs me again. She begins to stroke. I moan out, letting her know how good it feels.
Without warning, my dick is in something wet and incredibly warm. I glance down at the most glorious sight I've ever seen. I am two seconds away from exploding--and I warn her--but she doesn't stop. My hand moves to the back of her head, while my other grasps at my bedsheets. I try to hold off as long as I can until she begins to move faster, and I fall. Once I come back to earth, I open my eyes. Veronica wipes her lips and smirks at me. “That okay?” she asks.
“Fuck, baby. That was amazing.” She smiles wide and proud. I sit up quickly, surprising her, and pin her onto her back. “I thought you'd never done that,” I ask her, curiously.
“I haven't,” she whispers.
“Where the fuck did you learn how to do all that?”
“Cosmo.”
I glance up at my ceiling. “Thank you, Cosmo!” She laughs beneath me, and I look back down at her beautiful face. I capture her mouth with mine and explore it with my tongue. My hands move to her jeans, and she lifts her ass off the bed, allowing me to move them down her legs. I kiss my way down her throat and sit up to pull her jeans off. “Your turn.”
Fancy Schmancy
It's well into the afternoon when I finally wake up, unfortunately alone. Can’t say I didn’t try. A smile spreads across my lips of the memory of how I tried to convince her to stay. She struggled with that, but in the end, she was right. She had to go, for numerous reasons. Though now I’m wondering how she's functioning on the amount of sleep we didn't get.
I press the screen on my phone to see the time. Twelve forty-five. Veronica's shift is half over, but this gives me plenty of time to make some calls and plan something special for tonight.
Taylor is a damn pain in my ass. Being polite doesn't get you anywhere, but then trying to explain why it's important that I have this Saturday with Veronica without a legit reason doesn't fly, either. She’s too cunning. I didn't want to tell anyone before telling V, but now Taylor knows. She promised to keep it a secret, and finally agreed it was a good enough reason to let me have Veronica this one Saturday. She even went out of her way to help me out with something else but...she's still a pain in the ass. With that being my last phone call, everything is finally set in place. I send Veronica a text.
Me: Tonight, you're mine babygirl.
My phone vibrates shortly after.
Nic: Correction: Tonight I'm Taylors.
Me: Nope. Already spoke with your girlfriend.
Nic: You did? Why am I the last to know?
Me: Because you weren't supposed to know. Be at my house by six, dress nice.
Nic: Who's the tease now?
I send her a wink emoji and leave it at that. She needed to get her last words in and I let her. It makes me smile. I start thinning about how tonight will go. How do you tell someone you care about that you're leaving? And what’s more, that you hope they'll wait for you? I sigh and try to push that to the back of my mind. Tonight we enjoy each other, and tomorrow I tell her. With things to do, I grab my keys and head out to my car to run some errands.
I make it back home with just enough time to spare. The house is empty; just the way I'm used to. I rush up the stairs and get myself dressed in some nice shit I have hanging in my closet, then quickly make something of my short hair. From the bathroom, I hear my phone go off at the same time I hear the exhaust of a car coming up the driveway. I slip on my shoes and quickly make my way back downstairs to greet her at the front door.
She's just reaching the door as I open it. I stop dead in my tracks at the sight of her. Her face lights up in the most beautiful smile. My eyes drink her in. “Well, don't you clean up nice,” she jokes, but I'm still speechless--my lack of response causes her smile to drop.
“What?” she asks, panicked.
She's wearing a snug red dress that stops right above her knees; it showcases her sexy figure and long, long legs. “You look amazing.” I move towards her, picking up a dark curl and wrapping it around my finger. “I like your hair like this.” Her megawatt smile returns.
“You better,” She pouts, “It took forever to curl.” I smile at her and notice she's wearing makeup. It's not a lot but just enough to emphasize her natural beauty.
“As much as I want to take you up to my room and peel this dress off you, we need to go.” She bites her lip, and it's my undoing. In a second, I have her flush to my body and my hands are roving all over as my tongue does the same to her mouth. If it weren’t for my phone ringing, we would never have left. Reluctantly, we break apart and I pull my phone from my pocket.