Force of Love (7 page)

“I hope so. Otherwise I’m going to ask Scarlet to beat her up.”

Cortland laughed. “Yeah right. I can’t see Scarlet in a fight.”

“If she was angry enough she might,” I said. “So how did your wingman act go?”

He shrugged. “I lost it, man. I was talking about different brands of toothpaste.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah,” he said. “How did you do?”

“Not much better.”

“Looks like those days are behind us.”

I took a drink of my beer. “I’m glad that they are.”

“Me too.”

I looked at Jason and saw him still talking to the girl. “Well, it looks like our plan worked.”

Cortland ignored me. “Shit.”

“What?”

“Elizabeth.”

I looked up. She was coming right toward us.

“Don’t leave,” Cortland whispered.

“Okay.”

She stopped in front of Cortland stared him down. “So, where’s your roommate?”

“Uh, she’s at home,” he said as he drank his beer. He tried to seem as indifferent as possible. I looked across the room and avoided eye contact with her.

“And you’re back to your old way
s—being a cheater and a liar.”

He sighed. “It’s not how it looks.”

“I’m sure,” she said sarcastically. She looked at me. “Go away, Ryan.”

“It’s nice to see you too, Liz,” I snapped.

“Go,” she demanded.

I ignored her.

Cortland stepped away. “It was nice to you, Elizabeth.”

“What does she have that I don’t?” she said. “You never asked me to move in with you. We dated for two years.”

Cortland looked at the floor. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out between us. It was nothing personal. It—it just wasn’t there.”

I couldn’t believe how nice Cortland was being. She was a totally bitch even when they were together. She didn’t deserve this gentle response from him. It was wrong for him to cheat on her but he was honest about it. Cortland was a good guy.

“You’re a fucking liar and you know it, Cortland. Stop wasting my time. I feel bad for this new whore in your life. She doesn’t even see what’s coming.”

Cortland took a deep breath but said nothing. I knew the insult directed at Monnique made his skin boil.

“You’re worthless,” she continued.

Now I was just pissed
. “Maybe he wouldn’t have cheated on you if you weren’t such a fucking bitch. Did you think of that?”

Cortland smiled but didn’t say anything.

She stared at me with a fire blazing in her eyes. “”Maybe if your sister kept her legs closed, he wouldn’t have fucked her.”

That set me off. I got in her face but didn’t raise my hands. I wanted to slap this bitch across the face but I kept it back. I kept my voice low but it was deadly. “I suggest you leave. I don’t think I can be a gentleman much longer.”

She glared at me. “Fuck off.” She marched back to the table where her friends were.

Cortland sighed. “Well, this has been a fun night.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t miss Elizabeth and I don’t miss being single.”

“When did we get so old?” I asked.

“I don’t know. But I like being old.”

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we belong here anymore.”

He shook his head. “I don’t think so either.”

“Let’s get out of here.”

When we turned to say bye to Jason, he was kissing the girl in the red dress. He had her pushed up against the wall. He was definitely going to score tonight.

“Should we say bye?” Cortland asked.

“Nah,” I said. “He’s already forgotten about our entire existence.”

We pressed through the crowd toward the front door. I saw Missy staring at me but I ignored her. I just wanted to get out of there. When we made it to the street, we got into Cortland’s car and he gave me a ride about to my apartment.

“Are you going to tell her?” Cortland asked.

I knew what he was asking. “No. Are you going to tell Monnique?”

“No.”

I nodded.  “It’s not worth getting her worked up for nothing.”

“Yeah.”

When Cortland pulled over, I got out and made it to my front door. I took a deep breath before I walked inside, trying to hide my annoyance. When I felt calm, I walked inside. She was sitting at the kitchen table where I left her.

“You’re home early.
”

I shrugged. “I would rather be home with you.”

She smiled. “I’ve made you into a pussy, huh?”

“Yeah,” I said with a smile. “But I love being a pussy—and I love your pussy.”

“I know you do.”

I tossed my keys on the counter then grabbed a beer from the fridge. “How was your night?”

“It was okay. I got some work done. Since Scarlet is in Connecticut, I know she hasn’t been working much.”

“Yeah, she’s definitely not working. I know she’s excited to come home tomorrow.”

“That bad?”

I nodded. “When I talk
ed to her this morning she sounded pretty upset.”

She sighed. “Well, are her and Sean okay?”

“Yeah, they’re fine. I think they’re both frustrated.”

“Well, so much for not dealing with her shit anymore. She calls you at the first opportunity.”

“I know. Why doesn’t she call you? You’re her best friend.”

“Yes, but you’re her best, best friend.”

I raised an eyebrow. “How is that different?”

“You know exactly what I mean, Ryan. She’s your best friend too.”

I shrugged.

“So, did you have a good time?”

I took a drink from my beer. “Not really.”

“What happened?”

I was quiet for a moment. “I would just rather be home with you.”

Her eyes softened. “I’ve really made you settle down, huh?”

“You have no idea.” I took a seat next to her. “I didn’t realize how shitty my life was until you came into it. It was like it was raining all day, every day, and when you came along the sun finally came out for the first time. I thought my life was great beforehand but it really wasn’t. I final came out of Plato’s cave.”

She placed her hand on my arm. “Referring to Aristotle?”

“Yes,” I said as I rolled my eyes. “I’m not as dumb as my sister makes it sound.”

“I know you aren’t. I just think it’s sweet.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

She rubbed my back gently while she leaned close to me. “Let’s go to bed.”

I smiled. “You got a surprise for me?”

“I might,” she said as she kissed me. She pulled away then walked down the hall. Like
a hound on the scent, I followed behind her until we reached the bedroom.

The room was dark. Only a single lamp was on.

“Sit,” she said.

I dropped into the chair. It was from the kitchen. I rubbed my hands together, practically giddy with glee. I’ve been to a few strip clubs—I admit it—but I knew watching Janice dance for me
, and only for me, would be a million times better.

She walked into the close
t and disappeared for a few minutes. I anxiously waited for her, imagining what she might be wearing. I started to shake my leg in anticipation. I drummed my hands on my thigh. “Come on, baby. You’re killing me.”

She revealed on
e leg from the closest. My heart started to accelerate. She showed herself from the enclosure and walked toward me. My mouth went dry at the site of her. She was wearing a see-through white dress that revealed her black push up bra and her matching thong underneath. She picked my favorite item that I bought. She grabbed the remote from the counter and pressed button. Music started to play.

She approached the pole then started to dance around it, not looking at me. She was lost i
n her movements. Her long blond hair cascaded everywhere and flew in the air as she turned. Her expertise didn’t indicate that she took a few classes—she looked like a master. I adjusted myself in my seat because my huge boner was making me uncomfortable. She made me so horny that I thought I would explode.

She stopped spinning on the pole then stood next to it. She grabbed the dress then pulled it from her body, tossing it into my lap. A slight smile was on her lips as she looked at me.

“Baby,” I whispered.

She started to spin on the pole
again. I leaned back and tried to keep my hands to myself. I wanted to pull her on the bed and fuck her brains out—now. I placed my hands behind my head as I watched her spin, sticking her ass in my face and pressing her breasts against the pole.

“You’re so fucking ho
t, baby.”

She smiled as she climbed off the pole then approached me. She unclasped her bra as she stared at me then tossed it at me. Her large tits were bare to me. They looked so fucking gorgeous.

“Baby, I’m going to come just watching you.”

She climbed on the pole then spun to the ground. I couldn’t believe I got to fuck her after this. I wasn’t sure how long this dance was going to last, but I wanted it to end. I wanted to be inside her now. My breathing had accelerated and I couldn’t control my
self. I felt myself go crazy with longing. It suddenly felt like I hadn’t had sex in a week—even a year.

I pulled out my wallet and threw all the cash I had at her. “Give me a lap dance, baby.”

She smiled as she approached me. “No touching.”

I moaned.

She sat on my lap with her ass facing me, grinding against me. I kept my hands at my sides even though I wanted to touch her everywhere. She turned around then straddled my hips, moving against me.

“You’ve done this before?”

“No,” she whispered into my ear. “Just with you.”

I moaned. “Please fuck me, Janice. I can’t—I can’t wait any longer. You’r
e so fucking gorgeous. Goddamn.”

“Not yet.”

“Do I have to beg you?”

She rubbed her breasts against my chest, moving across the erection through my jeans. “I cost more than you can afford, honey.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want. Take my heart—it’s yours anyway.”

“I’ll think about it,” she said as she moved to her knees on the floor.

“Baby, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Good. You do this to me every day.”

“I can’t wait any longer. I’m going to come. I know it.”

She moved her breasts over my erection then kissed my cock through my jeans.

I stared at her. “I’m going to hold you down and fuck the shit out of you.”

She rose to her feet then moved toward the bed. “Then do it.”

“Fuck yeah.” I jumped to my feet then stripped off my clothes as fast as I could. She was on all fours on the bed. The music was still playing and it blared in my eyes. This was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. It was the most erotic fantasy. I moved behind her and stared at her ass. It was a wonderful sight.

“Come on, Ryan. Fuck me.”

I slammed myself inside of her. “And I will, baby.”

She moaned. “Harder.”

I thrust into her as hard as I could. “I’m going to give it to you as hard as I can.”

She screamed. “Ryan!”

I leaned over her and felt her sweat against my chest. She was so hot, so gorgeous, that I couldn’t even comprehend it. I felt the orgasm bubble to the surface and I continued to beat it down. I wanted to last as long as I could. This was the best sex I ever had.

I pounded into her. “Come, baby. Come on. I can’t last that long when you’re so fucking sexy.”

She grabbed my thigh as she moaned. “Ryan—god. Yeah.”

“Yeah, baby. Come for me.”

“Yeah—oh.”

I grabbed her hair and fisted it while I plummeted deep inside her. “Yeah, baby. I love making you come.”

She moaned as she tried to catch her breath.

“I can’t hold on anymore. This is too fucking hot.” I thrust into her until I felt the orgasm start.

“Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me.”

“God,” I said as I came. I bit my lip as I felt myself shoot inside her. “Fuck yeah, baby. Oh baby.”

“I love feeling you come inside me.”

I moaned as I felt the orgasm pass. I didn’t move from her for a long moment. I was still overcoming the pleasure that just skyrocketed through my body. When I finally pulled out, I collapsed on the bed.

“That was the best fucking sex I’ve had. Holy shit, baby.” I grabbed her and pulled her to my chest. “You’re fucking amazing, you know that? That was so hot.”

She wrapped her arms around me. “I know a few things.”

“More than a few things.”

“And you know why that was the best sex you’ve had?”

“I think I can figure it out.”

“Because you’re madly in love with me.”