Page 46 of Hello, Listener
“Would you like to come in for, umm, I don’t know…more coffee?” She peeks her head around the archway behind her door. Her body is cast in shadow from the light in her living room that I am all too familiar with.
My lips turn into the smirk that I know she loves, and I step further into her view. I check the hands on my watch again and pretend to look at the time on the face.
“I know it’s late, and we just had coffee. You probably need to get home.” She wrings her hands nervously. “I-I’m just not ready to be alone right now.”
I wonder if she knows how badly I want this, just to be alone with her a little bit longer.I’m not ready to leave.
“I’ll stay as long as you want, and when you want me to leave, say the word and I’m gone.” I shove my hands in the pockets of my slacks.
“You sure I’m not keeping you out too late?” She asks while standing in the doorway.
“You’re perfectly fine.” She simpers up at me and leads me into her small apartment.
“Well, this is it.” She motions to her space.I’ve seen this all before.I nod.
“It’s cozy.” It isn’t a lie. It is lived in, and when I stand in her space,while she knows, it is comforting and welcoming. It is vastly different from what I am used to: a facade of the perfect life.
“You want to sit down?” She invites me in, signalling towards her couch.
“Yeah, I’d like that.” I nod, imitating the words she used earlier this evening. I remove my jacket and lay it across her small counter. Attempting to calm my nerves, I roll up my sleeves and walk to her on the couch.
We sit close, and I loosen my tie, leaning my thigh up against hers.I know she wants me as much as I crave her. I just need to prove it to both of us.I shift my weight so that I can face her and cross my arms across my chest, watching her closely as I try to guess her next move. Glancing over her shoulder, I notice the small black case that contains her wireless earbuds on the end table next to the arm of the couch. I try my best to keep a straight face as memories flood through me of the last time I saw her on this very couch.
She moves to face me, her knees touching mine from the proximity. Her eyes drift from mine and land on my lips. She slidesher body closer as if needing to eliminate all the space between us. My arms fall fluidly by my sides. One deep breath would have our chests brushing against each other, our rapid heartbeats close enough to sync up.
“Thalia, if you come any closer to me…” I sigh against her cheek. She seems to take my words as a challenge, her lips almost grazing mine.You have no idea how badly I fucking want you.“If you kiss me, there isn’t any coming back from me. I won’t be able to stop myself.”
She moves in further and presses her full lips to mine.Listener, you have no idea what you’ve just done.
Leaning into her, my lips plant forcefully against hers. Unable to resist the urge to taste her—all of her—my tongue finds the opening between her parted lips to search for hers.God, she tastes so fucking good–a mix of whiskey and obsession.
I suck her lower lip into my mouth, needing to devour her, and pull her on top of my lap. Theverycenter of her is positioned over my hardened cock. The warmth of her makes me acheas her thick thighs pin me down to her couch. There’s no other place I’d rather be.
I move my hands to the nape of her neck, my fingertips tangling in the strands of her fiery hair as I pull her in closer so I can kiss her again. The soft sounds escaping past her lips spur me on as I chase every little thing she does. It’s an addiction I’ll never give up.
“I have been waiting sofuckinglong just to kiss you,” I admit between heavy breathing. She kisses me again and moans quietly against my mouth. Pausing our session, I turn my head to look at her sheer curtains, remembering how easily I could see into herliving room the night I came to visit.I won’t let anyone see what I am about to do to you.
I pick her up by cradling her round ass and move us towards her bedroom. She wraps her thighs around my waist and keeps her arms around my neck. Her lips trail up the side of my neck, a sensual promise of what’s to come as I move us both down the short hallway. Lust has my patience waning, and I slam the back of her body into the wall, uncaring if anyone outside these walls can hear us. With the help of the flat surface, I’m able to keep her stable. I lick the small space in between her collarbone and up her slender neck.
“Alan, I-I need you,” she whines, hips rocking against me. Not wanting to take her up against a wall for our first time, I pick her up and move in the direction of her room, directly across from where we’re positioned.
Stepping into her dark bedroom, I sit us both down at the end of her bed. She continues to straddle my lap, her legs pinning mine to her bed. I move my hands to the bottom of her shirt and pull it over her red waves. Grabbing the back of her neck, I kiss along her jawline. My fingers gently run down her back until I find the metal clips that hold her bra shut. “Please, Alan,” She begs.Fuck, I love that.
“How bad do you want me?” I tease, slowly unhooking the first clasp. I feel her body shudder as the band loosens. “Tell me, Thalia.”
“So fucking bad.” She almost whimpers. I can’t help the sly look that forms on my face as I unhook the second one.
“Oh, Listener. You’re going to have to do better than that.” I stop at the third and final clasp.
“Please, fuck me, Alan.” Her breathy plea nearly sends me over the edge. I notice her tense body relax as I unhook the last metal hook. Her bright pink bra falls on the white carpet in front of her bed.
“Fuck, Thalia,” I say in a low tone, looking over her exposed chest. I lean forward and leave trails of kisses from her collarbone down her breast. I stop at her rose colored nipples and circle each one with my tongue. Her small whimpers are my new fixation as I bite down with little pressure. I stop when I feel her hands move to the buttons of my white shirt. She plants kisses on my neck as she undoes each button and slides the material off my shoulders. It falls behind me on the bed.
Thalia playfully squeals when I grab her waist and lay her on her back. My hands trail down her amazing curves and land on the waistband of her jeans. Within a matter of seconds, I undo the metal button and pull the denim down her thighs, pausing and taking a moment just to admire her exposed body.
“Thalia, you’re fucking beautiful, ” I admit as she stares up at me, eyes half lidded in want.She is everything I had imagined and so much more.
She keeps her focus on me when I stand up and begin to unclasp the metal buckle from my black leather belt, my erection straining behind my pants. Without speaking, Thalia moves towards the edge of the bed and replaces my hands with hers. The warmth of her touch has a hiss escaping past my clenched teeth.
