Diary of a Wanted Woman (8 page)

He reached over and instead of slapping me again, he rubbed my ass where he had hit me and smiled.

“Get over here and suck my dick. I want to come in your mouth.”

I hesitated and was rewarded with another painful slap on the ass.

“Don’t make me tell you again.”

I leaned over and took him my mouth and sucked on his dick while he grabbed a handful of my hair.

I tried not to let my mind wander to the fact I broke my promise to Stacey. Instead I thought about how incredible sex with Keith was.

I considered myself a loyal and committed friend. I believe that I am so committed to my friends that I would go out of my way to make sure they are okay and taken care of.

Stacey and David were the closet things that I had to friends and I would do anything to keep what we have intact.

David was a very good friend and he was just as devoted to me as I was to him. He was always there when I needed him. I loved him like a brother and I always assumed he loved me like a sister.

I knew that when we had sex for the first time we were venturing into unknown territory. Brothers and sisters did not do what we were doing.

We needed a new title now to define what we had. I opted for friends with benefits. I knew our friendship was important to me and knew whatever definition we came up with needed to continue to have our friendship at its core.

Yet I enjoyed having him in my bed and wanted that as well.

David had other plans. He wanted our friendship but instead he wanted to add a commitment that was beyond the scope of what I could offer.

I thought he knew me better than that.

“You taste so good,” he said as his tongue drew circles around my clit.

One hand was in his hair and the other was holding on tight to the headboard.

“Oh,” was all I could manage to say.

He continued to eat me and pleasure me. He liked to see me squirt and had two fingers inside of me fingering my G-spot. I was so close to coming. I could feel the familiar buildup of pleasure tempting me to erupt.

“Oh David…,”

That was his cue to get out of the way. He moved but continued to finger me. Not even a second after he moved, I erupted with loud screams spraying the room and soaking the sheets through to the mattress.

I closed my eyes feeling the power of my orgasm. When my orgasm faded and the flow died down, I could hear his laughter ringing in my ears.

“Wow baby. I think that was the best one yet,” he said patting me on my stomach.

I laughed looking at the bed and across the room. I had made quite a mess.

“Yes, I agree,” I said sitting up on my elbows. “This one was pretty wild.”

I plopped backwards letting my head hit the pillow. That orgasm took a lot out of me.

I felt him lean down. He placed his lips on mine. We kissed a soft gentle kiss. He still tasted like my pussy.

“Let’s go shower.”

He moved off the bed and eventually I followed when I heard the water running in his master bathroom. I climbed off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He was already naked with his sexy pale ass in my view. I walked up to him and smacked him there.

“Ouch,” he exclaimed laughing as I stepped into the shower.

The hot water felt amazing as it began to wash my own cum from my body. I ran my hands all over myself and just let it relax me. I felt him step in behind me. His shower was much larger than the one in my condo. There was plenty of room for the both of us with multiple large shower heads.

It was beautiful. I should know. I designed it. However, I had no input on the shower heads. David is a big man and needed a very large shower. This bothered me a little.

I tried my best to try and not get my hair wet as the water would turn my perfectly relaxed hair into a perfect frizzled mess. Most people assume because of my biracial status that I would have luxurious hair but it’s no walk in the park.

I felt his hands on me as he pulled my body against his. I could feel his dick hard and erect against my back. His hands came up and grabbed a hold of my breasts. I let my head fall back against him and enjoyed the sensations that his hands brought me.

“Why don’t you get on your knees and suck my hard cock?” he asked demandingly.

 
I turned and looked at him.

“Not that I would have to get on my knees as tall as you are, but not in here. My hair will get wet!”

He rolled his eyes.

“Do I look like I give a fuck, woman?” he asked obviously annoyed.

I raised one eyebrow at him with my hand on my hip.

“You better give a fuck! It cost me $100 to get my hair looking this good!”

Money I should not have spent in the first place. You can see where my priorities are. I could get my busted up car fixed or get my hair done.

I tried to turn back around, but he grabbed me, lifted me and planted my body against the cold slate tile. There was a shower head positioned right above me and showered down on me getting my entire body completely drenched…including my hair.

“David!” I screamed.

 
I could hear him laughing.

“I don’t get how someone who complains about money the way you do, has $100 for your hair.”

Before I could retort, he was kissing me hard probing every nook and cranny of my mouth. I melted against him. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He was strong and held me firm against him. Without warning he pulled back just enough to thrust his hard dick inside of me. My breath caught in my throat as he fucked me senseless.

“Oh David,” I moaned holding onto him for dear life.

All that could be heard was the sound of the water hitting the shower floor, our bodies smacking against each other’s and our moans and grunts of pleasure.

We were slippery yet he held me as he picked up the pace fucking me like he had never fucked me before. I was literally bouncing off his dick and thighs as waves of pleasure rippled through me. I felt him grab me close and I could hear his breathing grow more and more labored.

I knew he was close.

The thought of him shooting his warm sticky cum inside of me drove me over the edge once again. I held on as I spiraled out of control digging my nails into his shoulders.

He loves to drive me crazy. Yet this time before he could revel in it, I could feel him grip me tighter as he came hard inside of me. I was afraid he would drop me, but he held me.

When he was done, he dropped me down to the tiled floor gently.

It finally hit me as I was trying to catch my breath that my hair was a mess. I reached up touching my wet mane knowing that as soon as it dries it would look terrible.

“Damn it, David!”

He laughed grabbing a bar of soap rubbing it in his hands and began to soap my body. He took his time. Gently he caressed my breast and then he was on his knees soaping and washing my legs.

While I rinsed the soap off my body, He washed himself then rinsed the soap from his body.

When we were both done, we walked back into his bedroom wrapped in towels.

“Dude, you’re going to have to clean that mess up,” I said laughing as I surveyed the mess I had made.

“I’ll just have the maid clean it up,” he said sitting on the black plush and soft couch I talked him into putting in his room.

I was appalled.

“That is so gross David. You cannot have a maid clean up my…my…”

“Your cum?” he interrupted laughing uncontrollably.

“I’d rather clean that up on my hands and knees myself before I let some stranger do it.”

“That, I would pay to see!” he said still laughing.

“I hate you!” I joked trying to keep my towel wrapped around my body.

“Come over here babe,” he said patting his knee.

I walked over and plopped down with all my weight hoping that I hurt him a little.

I didn’t.

He just wrapped his arms around me.

“I’m starving babe. Let’s go get something to eat.”

Food sounded so good but I had a meeting in an hour and I spent my free time fucking him and squirting all over his bedroom.

“I can’t. I have a meeting in an hour.”

He squeezed me tighter.

“That’s fine. We could do dinner,” he said kissing me on the back of my neck.

“We could go to a nice restaurant, have some good food and then come back here to fuck and cuddle all night. How does that sound?”

It sounded rather nice. What could be better than great food and great sex all night?
 
The part that scared me was the cuddling.

I didn’t want to get that close to David. In a perfect world we could work. I would have no problem having him as more than a friend. Yet, this world wasn’t perfect and I wasn’t perfect. I was bound to hurt him.

“Well…umm,” I began stuttering.

I could not think of what to say right away.

“Dinner and sex would be fine but the staying the night is beyond the scope of our relationship especially if we are trying to keep things a secret.”

I could hear him sigh behind me.

“Well, maybe we need to try something new. Speaking of something new…,” he said squeezing me tighter.

“I want to take you shopping.”

I was starting to feel even more panicked.

“Why do you want to take me shopping?” I cautiously asked.

“I know that is something that you like to do and I just want to make you happy. You seem like you’re always in a bad mood lately.”

I tried to turn and look at him but he was squeezing me so tight.

“David, I like to use my own money to shop. I don’t want you to buy me anything. You know how I feel about that.”

He rested his head on my back.

“Hannah, I know what your rules are but I don’t understand them. I just want to show you that I care about you. I just want to do something nice for you. You are always so cranky and moody…”

“That’s not a nice thing to say.”

He laughed.

“It’s true. You’re always so moody. I like to see you with a smile on your face.”

It was such a sweet gesture but it was leading some place I wasn’t prepared to go. The whole time I have been friends with him, he has bought me things but nothing as expensive as the bracelet and he has never taking me on a shopping spree. It had me anxious and nervous.

“David, I’m concerned that the things you are doing for me is something you would do for a girlfriend.”

“So?” he answered nonchalantly.

“Well, I’m not your girlfriend.”

He kissed me on the back of the neck.

“You could be.”

I was shocked that he even said that to me.

“David!”

“Well you could! You could be mine babe.”

“I just don’t think we should take our relationship to that level,” I said trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

He wouldn’t let me. He continued to hold me tightly.

He just sat still for a few minutes and I just waited for him to respond. I could feel the tension in his body.

“Why not?” he asked.

His voice had changed and he didn’t sound as cheerful anymore.

“You know why not,” I answered. “I am not looking for that right now.”

He held me tighter.

“When will you start looking?”

I didn’t like this conversation. First I should not have been sleeping with him in the first place. Stacey asked me not to get involved with him.

Plus, if I get into relationship with David, I had to give up what I had with Keith. I wasn’t sure I was ready to do that. I had yet to completely explore all that Keith had to offer me.

“David, probably never. I’m no longer interested in relationships.”

He loosened his grip on me and began to rub my back gently.

“What happened baby? What is it that makes you run away from a good thing?”

I just didn’t want to hurt anyone anymore.