Force of Love (2 page)

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When my workday was half
way over, I finally stopped thinking about Janice biting her fucking lip. That goddess had me wrapped around her fingers. She suffocated my thoughts almost all the time. I hated going to work knowing I had an awesome toy waiting for me at home to play with.

I chiseled some ink into a few customers, and that helped my mind stop thinking about my girl. I drew a red dragon into a guy’s arm then a goat on some guy’s thigh. I made sure the guy was sober before I did that one. For some reason he still wanted it—a goat tattoo. But it wasn’t my place to judge. If Janice came out with a ridiculous tat, then I might start judging. I usually fucked around with wild girls, girls with piercings and carvings, but Janice had virgin skin—and I liked it. She was beautiful and flawless.

When the store finally died down for lunch, I left and grabbed a sandwich then came back. When I opened my sandwich, I pulled my phone from my pocket so I could call Janice, but the bell over the door went off. I had another customer. When I looked up, I saw Missy.

“Hey,” she said as she sauntered inside. She had a long sleeve shirt on, but I could see the scorpion ta
ttoo on her wrist, the one I drew. She had another tattoo of a scorpion on her lower back just above her ass. I always through it was hot. Her navel was pierced and her torso was covered in ink. Her black hair was soft from dying it so much. Her eyes were dark with makeup. “What’s going on?”

“Hey,” I said. “I’m just working.”

She looked around the store then back at me. “It doesn’t look like you’re working—you’re eating a sandwich.”

“I have to take a break eventually.”

She stepped toward the counter and started to move past it. Before she got any further, I barricaded the walkway. I knew where this was going. I had fucked her in the back room countless times—her and a list of others.

When I blocked her way, she placed her hands on my chest then leaned into me. “You look delicious today.” She leaned toward my mouth to kiss me but I pulled away.

“I have a girlfriend, Missy. I told you this already.”

She rolled her eyes. “I thought that was a joke.”

“Well, it’s not. Our relationship is over.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “So you’re seriously go
ing to fuck the same girl for awhile?”

I glared at her. “More than awhile.”

“You’re delirious.”

I ignored her comment. “Is there something else I can help you with?”

“How about another tattoo?”

I took a bite of my sandwich. “Where?” She didn’t have much room left.

She pulled up her shirt and showed me her chest. She pointed to her left boob. “How about right here?” she asked mischievously.

“It’s not going to work, Missy. You’re hot. You can find someone else.”

“But they aren’t as good as you. You know what you’re doing, Ryan.”

I avoided her gaze. Her words pleased me, but I felt guilty for feeling that way. “I’m sorry but I can’t help you.”

“When Sherry told me you turned her down, I almost didn’t believe it. Ryan Sisco being in a relationship?”

“I found the right person.”

She rolled her eyes. “For now.”

“Missy, I’m serious about this girl.”

“Oh please. Stop with the love ballad.”

“I can’t. I love her.”

She shook her head. “Poor guy.”

I walked to the front door then opened it. “I think you should leave
, Missy.”

“Don’t be such a pussy, Ryan. She doesn’t have to know.”

“I would know. Now go.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously get out of my fucking store. Now.”

“Fine.” She marched outside. “Don’t come back to me when you get horny.”

“I won’t have to.” I slammed the door in her face then returned to my desk. I started to eat my sandwich when I thought about calling Janice. Now I was too angry to talk to her. There was no way I could hide my annoyance from her. She would drag it out of me and I would have to tell her the truth—that my partners still wanted me. She didn’t have to worry about anything so I didn’t see the need to tell her. She was never jealous, but I still didn’t want to stress her out. I was never the jealous type either, but I’d never been in a relationship before. Perhaps if Janice told me about some old lover, I might be. I really don’t know. But I did know that she loved me and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. She was everything to me.

After I finished my appointments and walk-ins, I disposed the old needles and cleaned my equipment. I tried to do this before I left because I was never in the mood to do it in the morning. I did the books then deposited the money in the safe. It was extra time
, and I missed having Scarlet around for that reason. She eliminated a lot of extra work. I would get a secretary, but I couldn’t trust anyone else to handle my finances. I checked my phone again and saw that Scarlet hadn’t called me. I knew she was fine, but I still felt paranoid about it. I had to remind myself that she wasn’t my responsibility anymore. Sean could take of her—she didn’t need me.

I closed the shop and locked it before I left. I took a cab downtown when my phone rang. It was Cortland.

“Hey, man,” I said.

“What are you doing?”

“On my way home,” I said.

“Got plans tonight?”

“Just with Janice.”

“So that’s a no.”

“Spending time with my girlfriend is considered plans.”

“No, fucking her is not plans, man.”

“Cortland, what the hell do you want? To hit the courts?”

“No. Monnique wants us all to go
out to dinner.”

“I’ll ask my girl when I get home.”

“You can just call her Janice.”

“Shut the hell up, Cortland. What do you call Monnique?”

He was quiet for a moment. “Nothing.”

“You’re such a liar. I know you call her something.”

“No.”

“I’ll just ask her at dinner
, then.”

“So, you’re coming?”

“Yeah I guess.”

“Alright. Toscanas?”

“Sure.”

“We’ll pick you up at seven.”

“Cool. See ya.”

“Bye.”

I returned the phone to my pocket. I didn’t mind going out and I was never a homebody, but now that I had a serious girlfriend, I enjoyed staying in all the time. Even if we were just watching television or cooking dinner, I had a lot more fun than I ever did hitting the bars and staying out all night. Janice made me into a new man.

When I walked into the apartment, I felt my heart stop. Janice was wearing slutty lingerie. It was black and thin, making it show most of her skin. She had
on black garters and her hair was voluptuous and curly. She wore black heels that made her ass look fuckable. I was hard as soon as I saw her. “Shit, baby.”

She twirled a strand of hair in her finger. “I missed you.”

I moaned as I dashed to her and pushed her against the wall. I sealed her lips with mine and kissed her passionately, wildly. I pressed my chest against her then ran my hands over her body. Her wide hips made me shake and her thin waist made me moan. I grabbed her and turned her around, pressing her front against the wall. I stared at her ass in the thong. “Fuck, baby. I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

“I want you to.”

I moaned as I leaned over and kissed her while I ran my hands down her front. I squeezed her tits then placed my fingers between her legs, rubbing her clit. I inserted two fingers inside and felt the moisture. “Damn I’m fast.”

“Yeah.”

I guided her to the couch then pushed her into the cushion. She tried to kick off her heels. “Leave them on,” I said as I ripped her thong off. She moaned then reached for my shirt, taking it off.

“Ryan, I’ve wanted you all day.”

“I brained fucked the shit of you when I was at work.” I pulled off my jeans then removed my boxers.

When she stared at my cock, she licked her lips. “I love him.”

“I know you do.”

I leaned over her then grabbed her leg, pinning against the back of the couch. “I love how flexible you are.”

She grabbed my waist and pulled me to her. “I love how big your dick is. It’s perfect.”

“Baby, you always say the right thing.” I shoved myself inside of her quickly then move
d deep into her.

She moaned. “Oh god.”

I pinned her legs further back as I fucked her. “Baby,” I said between breaths. “You look so fucking hot wearing that.”

“And you loo
k like a Greek god.”

I moaned. “Yeah.
You’re so wet, baby. How can I make you so wet so fast?”

“Because I’m so in love with you.”

My heart throbbed when I heard her words. I loved Janice and she loved me just as much. Sometimes I was so happy that it hurt. “I’m in love with you.”

She grabbed onto me
tighter, digging her nails into my hair. “You’re right there, Ryan. You’re right there.”

I knew how to make her come quickly if I wanted to. I always rubbed her in the right area, making her shake with anticipation. I could feel the tender flesh that covered her pleasure zone. When I tilted her hips, I started to pound into it.

“Ryan!”

I knew I found it.

“Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me.”

I pounded into her faster while she had her moment. Her nails moved to my back and dug into the skin. “I want you to feel as good as I feel.”

She leaned her head back. “I do. God—I do.”

When she was done, I thrusted inside her until I felt my dick harden even more, reaching the threshold of my pleasure. When we didn’t wear a condom, I felt everything, every inch of her. She was so
soft and wet. It felt amazing. The explosion ignited and I came inside her.

She grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper. “I love it when you come inside me.”

I moaned. “Fuck yeah.” I continued to empty myself.

“Ryan.”

When I was finished, I leaned over her and pressed my forehead against hers. “Baby, you look so fucking hot right now.”

“I did it for you.”

“And thank you for that.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“I thoroughly enjoyed it.” I leaned back to pull out but she steadied me.

“No.”

“No?”

“I like feeling you.”

I returned to my position over her and kissed her. My lips trailed from her lips to her neck. I massaged her lower back while I tended to her. Sometimes I was worried I was too rough with her, but she always seemed to be fine. And when she fucked me, she was never gentle. It took a while for our relationship to get to this level when we stopped using condoms. I always wore protection when I slept around because I was never monogamous. And now that I was, I loved feeling her skin against mine. It made me come really fast when we first started having sex without them. I was embarrassed about it but Janice was patient with me. We had sex all day for a few days until my threshold had returned. After I started pleasing her so well, she wanted to have sex nonstop. I was glad I was so experienced for her. I loved making her come.

She ran her fingers through my hair while she stared at me. The love and adoration in her eyes told me what she was thinking. That she loved me. I loved being able to read her expressions. I knew
when she was sad, angry, horny, and happy just by looking at her. And I always knew when she thought about how much she loved me. I could read it on her face. I knew she could see it on mine as well.

She kissed me gently before she pulled away. “How was work?”

I immediately thought of Missy. Since I was still inside of Janice, the thought made me want to vomit. I shook the thought away. “It was fine.”

“And what did you eat for lunch?”

“A sandwich.”

“Why didn’t you call me? You always call me.”

“I just didn’t have the time,” I lied.

She continued to run her fingers through my hair.

“Cortland and Monnique want to go to dinner tonight.”

She grimaced. “I want to stay home with you. I haven’t seen you all day.”

“Well, we have all weekend. And we won’t be with them all night. Plus, we never do anything anymore.”

Her eyes softened. “Does that bother you?”

“Of course it doesn’t. I just can’t keep blowing them off.”

She sighed. “That’s true.”

“We’ll just eat with them then come home.”

“I feel horrible. I feel like I take you away from Cortland.”

“Don’t worry about it. We still go to lunch together and play ball.”

“Are you sure?”

I nodded.

“Well, you are welcome to spend more time with him if you want.”