Page 47 of Hello, Listener
As she studies me, she pulls my belt out of the loops of my pants and tosses it to the side of her bed. Her delicate hands search for the button just as I did for her. Once unbuttoned, she slides them as far as they’ll go before I use my feet to move them therest of the way down my ankles. Her eyes, clouded with desire, scan over my body.
I position myself over her perfect form and examine the bright red rose tattoo starting from her ankle, climbing to the top of her thigh. I move in closer and run my tongue flat along the stem. Her breathing picks up the closer I get to where she wants me most. I stop and smile at the way her sexually frustrated body reacts. Goosebumps cover her skin as I graze my lips further up her smooth skin, exploring the length of her body until I get close to her full lips. Her small, sweet moans are like music to my fucking ears the closer my tongue makes its way to her hips.
My hand moves down to her hips and pulls the straps of her lacy, pink thong down her legs. My mouth lands at the crease of her neck and peppers kisses to the top of her jaw, stopping just below her ear. I place my hand where the small piece of pink fabric once was and gently rub her clit with the pad of my thumb.
“Is this what you do?” Her answer to my breathy question is what has been eating at my thoughts since that night.The night we gave each other pleasure without putting our hands on one another. A pure connection that made our need for one another so much more.I peer into her hazel eyes. I scan over her perfect curves, highlighted by the moonlight peeking in through the lines of the plastic blinds. “Is this what you do while you think ofme?” I move my hand lower and slide two of my fingers inside her already drenched pussy. Her wet warmth grips me, and I watch her eyes roll back as I add pressure to her clit with my thumb, pumping my fingers faster.
“Y-yes,” she moans with her back flat against the bed. I slide my fingers in and out faster just so I can hear her say that again. Her hands grip the black comforter underneathus.
“When?” I press while still moving my fingers in and out of her. “When was the last time you fucked yourself to the thought of me?”
“When we were closed,” she manages to answer through loud moans. “We were closed, and I was home alone.” Her grip loosens from her comforter, and those delicate fingers wrap around my arms instead.Fuck, yes.
“I want you, Thalia. I’ve never wanted anythingso badly,” I growl, finally removing my fingers, unable to hold onto my control. She pushes herself up onto her forearms and watches as I slide my boxer briefs down my hips. Standing there in the dim light, every barrier between us has been removed, both of our bodies on display for the other.
I hover over her naked body and line my dick up with her tight cunt. I let out a guttural moan when I push myself further into her. She spreads her legs wider and allows me more access. Her tightness parts before me as I drive my hips against her.
“That's a good fucking girl.” I groan while I put my hands on either side of her head and move my hips faster. Bending my head down, I plant more kisses in the crease of her neck and leave my mark by grazing her skin gently with the tips of my teeth.
“Alan!” She pants against my ear.
“Say that again. Say my fucking name again.” She arches her hips and presses her clit up against me as I move in and out of her faster and harder. “Fuck, you feel so good, Listener.Tell me who I am, Thalia.”
“A-Alan.” Her words are hardly audible under her heavy breaths. She wraps her legs around my waist and pins my body to hers. “Make me come, Alan.”
“Is that what you want, Thalia?” I grab the back of her neck and tug on the tufts of her hair to pull her in closer. She wraps her arms around me and holds me as close as she can.
“Yes!” She moans. “Fuck meand make me come.” I feel my dick throb inside of her.
“I don’t want you to hold back,” I command. “I want you to tell me when you’re close.” I feel her forehead on my chin when she nods.
I rock my hips forward, and her mouth opens in a silent scream, and I know. She grips my bicep and bites my shoulder as her pussy flutters around my dick.
“There it is.”I roll my hips harder and listen to her breathy mewls. “I want you to scream my name like you do when you’re alone. Show me what you sound like when you rub your clit to the thought of me fucking you.”
“Fuck, Alan!” Her legs squeeze tighter around my waist, bruises sure to mar my skin tomorrow. I feel her release all down my cock, and I soon find mine inside her. Hot, sticky come paints her pussy, marking it as mine. The thought has me smiling against her skin.
She lets her legs fall against the bed. I gently kiss the top of her forehead and hold her close against my chest.I could stay inside you forever.I feel the aftershocks of her body while she keeps her arms wrapped around mine. I fall into another deep kiss and feel her nails dig into my biceps.
“God, Thalia, you're everything to me.”I wonder if she knows what that means for her.I roll to the side of her and stare at my perfect view. She lets out a huge sigh and turns to face me.
“Thank you for staying with me tonight.” Her eyes that were once full of lust are now starting to close.
“You’ll never have to worry about being alone, Listener.”
Mental Checklist
Carefully, I attempt to climb out of Thalia’s bed while trying not to wake her. She looks so peaceful in the early morning light shining through the small gaps between her plastic blinds.
She turns her body towards mine and sleeps against my chest. It feels so natural with her resting her head in the crook of my neck. I hold her as long as I can before I know I have to leave. She’s such a heavy sleeper, barely stirring as I slide my body from under her slender frame and climb out of her full-sized bed.
I grab my clothes and put them on all while continuing to watch her sleep. My eyes catch on the way her exposed chest moves up and down with every breath she takes.I need to touch her again.
I reach my hand down and trail my fingers between her perfect tits. I can feel her heartbeat faster and faster with my touch. Slowly, my fingertips move down to her inner thigh, stopping myself before I get any closer to her most sensitive area. I observe her naked flesh as goosebumps begin to form on her porcelain skin. I cover her exposed body under her comforter and kiss the top of her forehead before I walk out of her bedroom. I would have loved to stay longer. Honestly, it takes everything I have not to spendthe morning lying next to her, pleasing her, hearing her moan my name again, but there are some things that I have to take care of.
My drive home is silent. The thoughts in my head would have drowned out any music I would have picked out anyway. My mental checklist is overwhelming, and the order in which I complete my tasks is critical.
First, I need to double-check the cleanliness of the house. I had already vacuumed the carpet in our bedroom.Mybedroom. It wouldn’t hurt to sweep again so I can make sure all of Ashley’s blonde strands are no longer visible.I want to go over the light gray marble in the bathroom with bleach and scrub the drops of blood that I may not have seen before. Eventually, I will replace it, erasing the stain of our relationship and the evidence of our bloody affair.
