Watch Me Walk Away (18 page)

“So it was revenge? Well you know I think a little punishment is in order,” and he smacks my ass, hard.

“Ouch, I zerbert you and now you’re spanking me? How is that fair?” I laugh. He is now caressing my ass to take the sting away. “You better not be turning all Fifty shades on me, I’m not into that shit.”

“Oh, baby, I do not want to play rough with you but I do reserve the right to smack that fine ass on occasion.” He smiles.

I push myself off his chest and straddle him. “Just so you remember I know where you’re ticklish and I have no qualms about using my knowledge.” I run my fingers lightly up his sides to just under his armpits and then tickle him.

He bucks underneath me and grabs my arms I can feel him getting hard between my legs. “If you don’t cut it out you are going to end up sorer than you already are.”

I push off of him and get off the bed, sauntering my way to the bathroom, “Promises, promises,” I say going through the door. I hear him laughing as I pee. I am still a little sore but I am sure that one more round really won’t make any difference.

My stomach growls loudly as I walk back into the bedroom. “I do need to eat before we do anything else. Someone said something about breakfast a few hours ago and totally reneged on the offer.”

“If I remember correctly you were the one who interrupted me as I was getting it ready. It is not my fault you can’t keep your hands off my body.” He smirks at me.

“Well it is a fine body but I am sure once I get used to it I will find it easier to resist.” I smirk back at him.

He gets up and stalks towards me. “You think you will ever be able to resist me, baby?” He reaches me, grabs my ass and lifts me up and against him. “I am going to make sure you are as addicted to my body as I am to yours.” He kisses me and damn if I don’t want him right now.

I grab his hair and pull away from his mouth. “While I concede you could turn into my new favorite obsession I really am hungry. You need to feed me please.”

“Oh okay if you insist. But we will finish this later.” He puts me down and walks around me to the bathroom.

I walk out and go to the guest room to find my bag and get dressed. Maybe if we have clothes on it will be easier to keep our hands off each other, probably not. When I walk out a few minutes later I can hear him in the kitchen scraping plates and loading the dishwasher. I smile. I like a man who cleans up after himself.

“So what are you hungry for? I can call for anything you want,” he says when he spots me. He is dressed in jeans and a Yankees t-shirt, a man after my own heart.

“I was thinking we could grab something on the way back to my place. I have to go grocery shopping. I promised Brad I would make him chicken alfredo for dinner tomorrow and have to pick up a few things,” I tell him.

He frowns at me. “You’re making some other guy dinner tomorrow?”

I roll my eyes. “He’s not some other guy, it’s Brad, you know, my friend.”

“The friend who is just waiting for me to fuck up so he can get into your panties, I am not alright with this,” he pouts.

“The friend who knows we are together and just wants to spend some time with me. I am not going to sleep with him, he is more like my brother. I don’t understand your problem with him.” I glare.

He clenches his jaw. “My problem is the fact that he has been in love with you since before I knew you and I don’t see that stopping any time soon.”

“Well you are just going to have to live with it because I am not going to ignore him just because you and I are together. I have just gotten him back too and I missed him. Please just realize that he is important to me and it would hurt me to lose him again,” I plead.

He walks over to me takes me in his arms and kisses my forehead. “I will never like it but I am not going to come between you. I just wish I knew what made him irreplaceable in your life.”

“He was the first friend I made when we moved to Oakdale and he got me through a lot of tough times when my father was still living with us. We were each other’s support system and I fucked it up. I need to spend time with him to get us on solid footing again,” I explain hoping he doesn’t ask any more questions. If he finds out that it was Brad that I lost my virginity to and when he will go ballistic.

“Well I would feel better if I was invited too,” the sly devil says.

“You are not invited this time but if you want me to make you dinner here later this week I will be more than happy to cook.” I look up at him. “But right now we need to get going. We can stop for lunch on the way and pick up steaks for dinner?”

He kisses my nose. “Sounds like a plan, baby, I’ll go pack a bag.”

I grab my bag from the guest room and go stand by the window looking out onto the park. It is a gorgeous day and would have been great out on the boat but I am just as happy being here. It’s not like the water is going anywhere. As I am lost in my thoughts Bobby puts his arms around me and I lean back against him. “Ready to go?” he asks.

I turn in his arms. “Anywhere with you.” I lean up to kiss him.

He grabs our bags and we head down to the underground garage. When we get off the elevator he leads me to the Aston Martin, there is a blue Mustang next to it and I whistle. “Wonder who owns this one.”

“That one’s mine too.” He smiles. “Would you rather drive it?” He holds out his keys, “Your choice, baby, whichever one you want.”

Wow which one do I pick? The Aston is smooth and sleek and the Stang is hard and hot I wonder if my choice of cars will determine Bobby’s demeanor for the rest of the day. The gentleman or the bad boy, well every girl I know deserves a day with a bad boy, I choose the Mustang. I get in, adjusting the seat. Starting it up, I listen to that motor growl. Oh boy this is going to be fun! Bobby puts the bags in the back and gets in. “Just don’t get into an accident in the city, this baby has a lot of pick up.”

“Oh not to worry, I am getting used to being picked up.” I smirk and back up. He’s not kidding the car can move, I barely touched the gas and we were jerked backwards. The brake and the clutch are just as sensitive and I have flashbacks of him teaching me to drive stick in his old truck. The memory makes me laugh and he looks at me questionably.

“I was remembering my lessons in the Ford,” I explain.

“Well hopefully this drive will go better. I don’t really need to deal with whiplash this week.” He laughs. So yeah I did have a problem getting his truck into first but once I got going I was fine. “What was your record for attempts to get going, nine or ten?

“Hey once I got going I was fine and I have been driving for years now, you have nothing to worry about.”

We get out of the city and stop at a diner off the LIE. We go to Stop & Shop and pick up the all the ingredients I need for tomorrow as well as steaks and veggies to go on the grill. By the time we get to my place it is almost five o’clock.

Jodi and John are hanging out watching the Giants and after putting the groceries away and marinating the steaks we join them in the living room. Bobby sits on the couch and grabs me to sit in his lap. “Who’s winning?" he asks John.

“Giants fourteen zero in the second quarter.” John doesn’t take his eyes off the game. He is a serious Giants fan.

Jodi is watching us and smiling. I blush a little and lean into Bobby. “We brought steaks and stuff to go on the grill.”

“Oh good I didn’t have a chance to get out to the store, we slept late.” She is the one blushing now.

We talk softly while the guys watch the game, once it gets to half-time the steaks are ready to go on the grill and we send the guys out to cook them while we do the veggies. We all eat in front of the TV so the guys can finish the game.

We spend the night just hanging out and it feels so normal, we all get along well as only people who have known each other for years can do. Around ten I start yawning and Bobby and I move to my room. As soon as the door shuts he scoops me up in his arms and sits on my bed. “Alone at last.” He nuzzles my neck. “If I had to keep my hands off you for one more second I think I would have gone insane.” How does he always find the exact spot on my neck that turns me into a puddle?

Wrapping my arms around him, I turn my head to capture his lips. How is it possible to have missed his kiss with him sitting right next to me all night? Our bodies were in constant contact but having his tongue in my mouth sends shockwaves of pleasure shooting down my body. “I need you in me,” I say into his mouth.

He pulls away and looks at me. “Oh no, baby, we are going to take this slow. I want to savor your body.” His hands are under my shirt and he pushes it over my head. “I am going to kiss every inch of this beautiful body.” He undoes the clasp of my bra. “Fucking perfect.” He bends to take a nipple into his mouth and my whole body melts. I’m grateful for his arm around my back. He turns his body and gently places me on the bed. He is still worshipping my breasts with his mouth but his hands are working on the button of my jeans. As he slides my jeans off his mouth follows down my body, kissing and licking my stomach. He ends up kneeling beside the bed ridding me of my jeans, underwear and socks all at once. Grabbing my calves separating them, he moves his hands up the inside of my thighs pressing them further apart so I am totally open to him. His gaze travels up my body until it reaches my eyes. “Do you know how perfect you are?”

I just shake my head I can’t form a coherent thought to answer him. I can feel my clit throbbing for his touch. I am already wet and I wonder if he can see it. His head leans down and he tastes me. “I can’t get enough of you.” He looks up at me as his tongue takes long slow swipes at my sex. My hands fist in the comforter I want him inside me so bad and he wants to tease me.

“Bobby, please, babe, I need you so bad,” I cry.

“I’ve got you.” He sucks my clit and I explode. I’ve never come this fast. He puts two fingers in me stroking slowly pushing up against the front wall of my pussy finding that one spot that makes my orgasm go on and on. I reach down with both hands and yank his hair I am done playing around.

“You need to strip, now,” my voice is low and seductive. “I mean it, Bobby, now.”

He leans back with a wicked look in his eyes which is just turning me on harder. He takes off his shirt and throws it at me. I catch it just before it lands on my face. I can hear the zipper of his jeans and see him wiggle as he pushes them off his hips. Suddenly he launches himself at me, landing with his knees between my legs and his hands on either side of my arms. He is propped above me and I can see all of his perfect body. I lift my hands and touch his pecks scraping my nails across his nipples. His breath catches. “God girl.” My hands go lower across his abs and I feel the tip of his cock jump between my legs. I grab hold of him and stroke him from the base to tip. He is so hard and big and I want him in me so bad. I look up at his face and his jaw is clenched and his eyes are full of fire. I lift my hips and push the tip of his cock through my wet folds causing both of us to shudder. His left hand reaches under my ass and lifts it higher so his tip is right at my entrance and he slides inside of me.

Yes this is what I wanted, to feel him filling me. I grab his ass with both hands and pull him all the way in until I can feel his balls on my ass. I look up at him propped on his arms. “Watch baby, watch me fuck you.” I look down our bodies watching his cock slide in and out of me. God that is so hot. Our breathing picks up and I am getting close again. He picks up the tempo throwing his head back and groaning. I reach up to the nape of his neck and pull him down for a kiss. He lowers himself onto his elbows and now his pelvis is grinding into mine hitting my clit and while his cock hits my g-spot at the same time. Our tongues wage a war in our mouths as he is pounding into me. I come screaming into his mouth. He follows me two strokes later and I can feel him spurting inside of me. We stay like that for a few minutes until our bodies start to relax.

He turns us over so I am lying on top of him. “Maybe next time we can pull the covers back beforehand?”

I laugh at him. “You started this, next time think about it first.”

“But you’re just too fucking tempting.” He kisses my hair.

I roll off of him so we can get under the covers. “And now I’m going to have to wash this comforter.”

He grabs me and pulls me to him. “But it was so worth it.”

I snuggle up to him yawning. “It was a great day, thank you.”

“The first of many, baby. I love you.” He pulls me closer.

“I love you too,” I murmur as I fall asleep.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Waking up in Bobby’s arms can become addicting. It’s amazing to me how we fit together like we were made for each other. Memories of last night fly through my brain- his mouth on me, watching him enter me, the explosive orgasms and me saying ‘I love you’ to him. Damn, I wasn’t going to say that to him yet. I know he’s said it to me a few times now but saying it back means he has the power to hurt me again. Not that he didn’t have that power before but I’m not sure I’m ready to trust him with my heart yet. We still have so much to learn about who we are now and I hope we aren’t basing these feelings on teenage dreams.

I glance over at my clock, almost six when my alarm will go off. I have to start getting ready for work. Work, ugh, I am going to have to deal with Stuart today if what his boss said is true and they want me back on the account. After how we left things on Saturday this is going to be a hell of a day. I start to roll away but Bobby’s arms are tight around me holding me to him. I reach out to touch his face, the one I’ve dreamt about for so long, and smile. I need to believe we will be together and we can make this work. He opens his eyes glancing around like he forgot where he was. When his eyes find me he smiles. “Morning, baby. Did you sleep well?”

“Best sleep ever, how about you?” I really want to know what his reaction was to my confession.

“My lady told me she loves me last night. It took me a while to fall asleep because I just wanted to hear you say it again.” He turns onto his side looking right into my eyes. “Say it again please, so I know I didn’t dream it.”