Page 63 of Hello, Listener
Anything for you
Seduce and Destroy
My eyes stare down at my phone. Her text message invades my thoughts like a fucking parasite. I run the pads of my thumb over her words.
Thalia:
I miss you, Alan. I want to see you.
My car sits idle in front of her apartment complex.Am I really doing this? There’s no coming back from this if I go in there.I drum my fingers on the leather surface of my steering wheel, refocusing my gaze on the window of her apartment. Letting out a loud sigh, I reluctantly turn off the ignition.I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this.I send her a quick message before I step out of my car.
Me:
I’m here, Listener.
The car door closing echoes in the mostly empty street. The lights from the street lamps reflect off the slick road.This is it, Alan. No turning back.My phone buzzes in my pocket as I make my first step across the damp cement.
Thalia:
Come on up. I’ll meet you at the door.
It is almost pathetic how much I smile as I shove the phone back into the side pocket of my slacks.Look at how eager you are to see her. As if nothing ever fucking happened.
My heartbeat gets louder in my head the closer I step to the door that leads to the hallway full of units. Nervous thoughts fill my head, and my hands go clammy with each step. I can’t tell if it’s my cold sweat or the raindrops that leave wet streaks down my thighs when I rub my palms on the smooth fabric.
I notice the cold, wet metal doorknob only a few inches in front of me. There is a part of me that wants to resist touching the cold surface.Do you want to put yourself through this again?I wonder to myself in my internal monologue of uncertainty. Unfortunately, my precariousness is interrupted by the small opening coming from the door.
“Alan.”
I love the way she says my name when she sounds out of breath. She must have run through the hallway and down the stairs to meet me.How sweet.The corners of her freshly painted red lips turn up into an innocent smile. I pair her smile with the one I know she loves so much.That red lipstick is going to look so fucking good smeared all over your lips.
“Listener.”God, I love the way cheeks flush red when I call her that. That's what I will miss the most, the way her body responds to me.
“You’re here.” She looks me up and down while she states the obvious.
“Of course I am,” I answer matter-of-factly, crossing my arms around my chest. “You asked to see me.”
I watch as she melts at my charming grin spreading across my face. Eagerly, she opens the door wide enough for both of us to easily fit through. The heavy door shuts loudly behind us. Both of our steps are muffled on the dingy, dark brown carpet.
“Lead the way,” I tell her, my arm outstretched in the direction of the stairs. As she focuses on the path ahead, I look quickly towards the small supply closet just a few feet from us.I wonder if the door is still conveniently unlocked. Of course it is, no one locks the doors around here.Don’t worry, Jace. Your time will come.
I stare at her figure in front of me while we both slowly climb up the single flight of stairs. She’s wearing the same gray shorts she wore when I made my first visit. They ride up her pale thighs in just the right way. Allowing me to see more of the tattooed roses on the long, green stem twisting and turning up the contours of her leg. My line of sight moves to her tight, black shirt. The hem sits right above the waistband of her shorts. A sliver of her pale skin shows through the small space.
She’s already making my mouth water. My thoughts become riddled with memories of when we were last together. I can’t help but picture the look on her face when she screamed my name while she came on my dick. Fuck, she already has me getting harder in my black slacks.I run my hands along the cold, metal banister just to keep myself from wrapping my arms around her waist, feeling her smooth skin against mine, and fucking her here on the stairs.
My dirty thoughts become worse as we reach the second metal door that leads to the long row of apartments. She turns back tolook at me and grabs my hand to lead me down the hallway. I smirk at the look of lust that fills her large, hazel eyes. She looks forward, and her bare feet glide along the soft floor to her unit.So fucking eager to let me tear her apart.
Her large door squeaks loudly in the hallway when she pushes it open. I shut it softly behind us when we both step into her small kitchen. The lock clicks loudly when I turn the deadbolt to the locking position. As if from muscle memory, I remove my jacket and set it on the small counter next to me like it’s a new routine I’ve created for myself. Her cat, Artemis, rubs his furry, white body along my calf.
“Hey, little guy. I didn’t think I would see you again,” I offer, petting his head between his pointy ears. The sounds of his purrs waver as he moves in and out of my legs.
“He seems to like you,” Thalia notices with her hands on her hips and her head tilted to the side. She gives me one of her sweet beams.Fuck. One more thing I’m going to miss.
“Yeah. It seems I’m a cat person.” I admit. “We met the last time I came over.” Her smile widens at my flirtatious wink.More times than you know.I stand up and slide the sleeves of my white dress shirt up my arms. I lean against the counter with both of my hands in my pockets.I wonder what she plans to do next.Her eyes scan up and down my form.
“Why did you ask me here, Thalia?” I enquire, moving closer to her.
“I-I wanted to see you.” Her small voice stammers just like the day we met.This may be easier than I thought. I love how small she looks. Easy for me to take and even easier for me to devour. Just how she fucking devoured me.
