ANNIE

The guy whom I swore to never accept.

But I am so crazy now that I do not care or want anything else than to feel him. I don’t want to be alone now. It is very late to even think of going out to go look for someone to satisfy me at a nightclub.

But even if I could, I don’t think I would when Kyle is right here. I know it is strange. I don’t feel like it is a mere necessity like I do with most of my flings. Instead, I feel eager.

I feel a desperate need for him to hold me in his arms and make me feel good right now. I just really hope he can.

"I don’t want to just get into your pants. I want you. The person you are." He states firmly in a way that makes me waver. But I hold myself together. Feelings...? Love....? Never again will I let myself feel it much less allow it to take control of me.

"Fun, and a person?" I say the two words, testing it find the non-existent difference. "There is not much difference between the two. Don’t act like there is." I argue.

"Now you have two options; Continue pining uselessly for a lifetime, or get a taste that you can remember this once?" I whisper sultrily in his ear while grinding my ass on him. Smirking as I feel the undeniable evidence of his arousal poking and threatening to break inside me.

I am giving him me on a platter. He will not be so stupid as to chose the first option.

"As long as you don’t act like it never happened when morning comes." He is so big on commitment. Too bad.

"We’ll see about that." I do not promise. Someone like me has nothing to promise anyway in this aspect. He himself won’t be so serious about me—heck! He would want nothing to do with me when this is all over. I am killing two to three birds with one stone right now.

He makes the move to grab me and kiss me hard again. His hands touching me, mouth on my nipples and pressing my breasts. It feels like he is not just doing it but also imprinting it into his memory.

"This is special for you?" I ask at some point because I could not hold back wanting to know.

"You have no idea." He says and turns me to lie on the couch with him above me.

"Hey, I wanted to be on top." I protest lightly. I am a siren woman. I love taking control. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"You can do that later. This is our first time. We need to be in a position that brings our hearts close and beating together."

"Cheesy until the very end." He seems and sounds very serious about this now but he won’t be later. Trust me and note that.

I was astonished when he takes off his shirt. He is tall and on the lean side. I did not expect to see a toned body. So he works out.

I stereotypically thought him as the type too obsessed with his camera and taking pictures to do anything else. I brush my hands on his abdomen. It is unbelievably hard beneath my palm. "Surprised? What? Didn’t think that the annoying photo guy works out."

"Yeah." I admit. "I am sort of impressed."

He smiles. "That is big coming from you."

Kyle isn’t like most of the other men I have been with. He is not rushing to just stick himself inside me. He is kissing me all over in places that I have never been touched properly at much less kissed. He is touching me with the carefulness of someone unwrapping a present with a breakable item. At a point, I almost screamed at him to go on to the main deal. But I liked that he treating me specially. To him, I am not just some hot-ass chick.

In the shower of his warmth and kisses, I felt like a woman and not like a slut. Something I have not felt in a really long time. If I wasn’t begging before, I am begging now. Begging for him to stop kissing my inner thighs and teasing my core.

I felt like this in me and Nate’s early dating days.

It started to get lesser overtime. It got worse when he was about to marry my sister. And it got worst after that. He started to discard my feelings. It became all about sex to him. Nothing more than that. I was the plaything and Briar was the real thing. In that I realized that something can never be made into the real deal when it is not. Briar has his last name. His child. His constant presence and attention. Things that I have been dreaming of from the day one that I met him. It is okay

now since we both don’t have it now.

"Do you want to go with or without protection? I don’t have one on me." He tells me as he is about to enter. His voice thick with restraint as he is rubbing his cock on my clit. Driving us both mad with lust and need. How could he even think of that at such a time like this? Is he not as crazy as I am? Protection, I do have that in the dresser in my room but screw it. I want to have it raw with him. "Go without it." I impatiently respond. I will just to make a stop at the pharmacy down the road for postpills when tomorrow fully comes. He does not waste anymore time after that.

My walls clench around his cock as he puts it inside me. My pussy is so full that it takes time for me to fully adjust to him.

"How was it? You’ve had a taste of what you have always wanted." I ask laying weakly on his chest and tapping on it gently. Kyle, the sunshine boy fulfilled and surpassed my expectations in many ways. I didn’t expect him to be much of a great performer. I let him know right after he came inside me. He replied that he had been told that before by two of his exes. I gave in to the impulse to ask about them and if he has dated any girl before that. He answers, telling me he has been in four different relationships. And that he was in each one for about a long period. Shocker again, because he seems to me like the type who has been single all these while. Stupid me didn’t know why I felt salty about that he has dated other girls.

"I have not tasted it to my fill yet to have a verbal answer to that question."

"So you are saying we should go for another?" His cock has hardened again and it is poking my thigh with an order, not a request. I rarely go beyond one round in one night stands. But I suppose I could go again with him and have enough before the sun comes up in the sky and strikes twelve on this casual hookup. Because then it would be over, and we would live like this night between us never happened.

GWENETH

"What! You and Kyle slept together!" My eyes widens as I shriek. "What?" She pauses applying her mascara to her eyelashes to give me a strange glance. "What? Does that sound so unbelievable?"

"Yes it is!" I sharply interject. "It is Kyle, our neighbor that we are speaking of right?" I lower my tone as I ask. Maybe I am the one not getting it. Maybe she is talking about another Kyle and not the floor neighbor she constantly rejects and bickers about how annoyingly unsuited he is for her. "How many Kyle’s do we know? Of course it’s that guy." She casually says. My mouth falls open as I stare at her. This is A-level shocking. Bigger than any news of a celebrity scandal. Annie and Kyle? It is somewhat odd but interesting. She finishes applying her makeup and turns to ask me how she looks like she always does. "That look is so old. Don’t give me that."

I eagerly ask her What happened next. She raises her brow, needing me to be more specific. "Are you guys a couple now? Don’t get me wrong! I am happy for you both. You guys would look great together." I praise. She and him do look great together. He is gentle, kind and easily the type of guy that anyone would feel comfortable being around with. Annie on the other hand, is foxy, with major bitchy baddie energy. Opposite really does attract and compliment. Annie makes a face of ’mehh’ at that.

"Eww. Me and him? Say something else. I wouldn’t date him even if he was the last guy in the world. You know me, it is not like I take one night stands serious anyway."