Authors: Megan West
One Hot Night
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© 2016 by, Megan West
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He reached around to her back and unzipped her dress.
She wiggled her body so the dress would slip off and fall to the ground. Immediately,
he pushed her back up against the wall and messaged her breasts. A breath
knotted in her throat as her back smacked against the wall. He was aggressive
and forceful and it made her blood boil. He licked and sucked both of her
nipples in turn until each one budded into hard pebbles.
“You ever done
anything like this?” He asked with a devilish smirk.
“What?” Marisa breathed
out. “Do you mean go home with a stranger?”
Kurt chuckled and
shook his head. He took both of her wrists with each of his hands and pinned
them to the wall above her head, her breasts heaved with each hot breath. He
held her pinned there with just one of his hands while his other landed on her
waist.
“Like this,” he
whispered gruffly against her ear before playfully biting her neck...
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Chapter One
The moment the
chime of the doorbell filled her house a bright smile full of life stretched
her lips.
Marisa gave her reflection a
final glance before rushing over to open the door. The moment she laid her eyes
on Saul, her boyfriend, her smile grew wider.
It had been over three weeks since they had last seen each other. She
thought she would end up going crazy from missing him so much. Saul had just
returned from a business trip during which he had been so busy the two of them
barely even spoke.
She immediately
leapt up and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in and smother his
face with sweet, little kisses.
What she
didn’t notice was the way he hugged her back was half-hearted. She also failed
to notice how reluctant he seemed to accept so many kisses from her soft lips.
It was as if he hadn’t missed her at all. Marisa was too wrapped up in her
happiness at seeing him after so long to realize the feeling wasn’t mutual.
“I fixed lunch. I
made sure to have it ready for you,” she mentioned happily before pulling him
inside the house with a firm hold of his hand. Another thing she didn’t notice
was how loosely he held her hand in return. She had to soak up every second he
was there. That was all she focused on. Saul sat down at the table while she
fluttered about in the kitchen to fix his plate. After a few short minutes, she
set his plate in front of him and smiled.
“Thanks,” he
muttered before straightening up and picking up his fork.
Marisa squealed with
a grin stretching across her face before scurrying back into the kitchen to fix
her own plate. “Don’t wait for me,” she called out as she picked out a fork. It
was just a few minutes before she sat across him and chattered on and on about
how her weeks had gone by so slowly without him. She practically told him
everything she had done. But she failed to notice his complete disinterest as
he toyed with his food instead.
It wasn’t until
they finished eating that Marisa finally asked, “So how was the trip, sweetie?
They kept you so busy!” She had no idea he thought she was too chatty and
interested in her own life. Saul had found time to think during the business
trip and he had come to the conclusion that Marisa was incredibly annoying at
times, this being one of them.
So when he quietly
said, “I want to end this,” it came as a total shock to her. Marisa sat across
the table from him in a daze.
“Saul,” she
finally whispered weakly.
She couldn’t believe
what he had just said.
“I just wanted to
spend some time with you. I missed you. I didn’t think-”
He shook his head.
“It’s not that, Marisa. This isn’t some knee-jerk reaction. I’ve thought about
this and, honestly, I want to end our relationship.”
She felt
victimized and was making no effort to hide it. This had come out of nowhere or
at least it seemed that way to her. She had absolutely no idea what to say.
Marisa was completely dumbfounded and she could already feel the pain of losing
Saul running through her body as her heart thumped inside her chest.
All she had been looking forward to the past
few weeks was seeing him but now he was ending their relationship instead. Now
she felt like all those kisses she had showered him with hadn’t been enough.
She felt hot tears welling up in the corners of her eyes and she wanted to
fight them while he was still there, but didn’t have the energy. The silence
dragged on for what felt like a century with the two of them staring at each
other.
“Marisa,” Saul
finally said to break the silence, his tone of voice serious. “I’m sorry if
you’re shocked but I do, I want to end this. It hasn’t been working for a while
now.”
Marisa was sent
into a coughing fit when she opened her mouth to respond but only ended up
choking on her breath.
Saul was
instantly kneeling beside her and gently patting her back to help but this only
ended up upsetting her even more.
She shoved
his arm off and stood up, walking away from him.
“You want to end this,” Marisa finally said
angry.
Of course this came as a total
surprise. If there had been any signs of it not working out, like he claimed,
she had completely missed them. She was beyond upset and unable to say
anything. There were too many thoughts spinning in her mind and feelings
whirling around her body. She felt weightless from all the tingles and racing
thunder in her chest.
“Marisa,” he said
quietly. She didn’t want to feel like he pitied her but when she looked into
his eyes, that was what she saw.
“I
decided I wanted to end things between us on my trip but I didn’t want to do it
over the phone.”
She wanted him to
stop talking. She wanted to scream until he finally shut his mouth. Everything
he said just made it worse.
“So you had already decided when you came over
but you still let me hug you, kiss you, and feed you?”
She was filled with anger and disbelief.
“Why would you let me go on like that? Why
didn’t you just say it from the start?” Marisa glared at him before turning
away and pacing back and forth.
She wanted to
throw out every ounce of the hurt and anger she felt but knew it was
impossible. This was too much. He had gone too far. She felt his eyes following
her every movement.
After a few minutes
of pacing back and forth, she finally stopped and looked directly at him. “You
said we haven’t been working for a while now so how long have you felt that?”
“Marisa,” Saul
pleaded quietly with a pained expression.
It was obvious he didn’t want to answer the question. She figured he
found it uncomfortable and pointless and, in all honesty, she also knew it was
pointless to have it.
Even if she knew
how long he had felt that way it wouldn’t change what was happening.
Although she felt
she deserved a better explanation she didn’t want to waste time having that
conversation when her relationship was clearly over. There was no way around
that. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes as if she felt physical pain. But
no matter what she knew to be true, she couldn’t stop herself from pressing
forward.
She took a deep
breath. “Just answer the question.
You
sprang this on me and pretty much said the breakup was coming, even if I didn’t
see it. You can’t just say that but not expect me to wonder about it.”
“So you really do
think I’m just springing this on you?” He sounded genuinely shocked. Marisa
stared at him wondering how it was so hard for him to comprehend. With every
passing minute she felt more and more like a fool. It felt as if he had just
thrown a glass of ice water on her face.
A chill ran straight down her back, making her shiver.
“I’m obviously
missing something,” she said dryly.
He let out a heavy
sigh, “Marisa, I haven’t been happy for some time now. I haven’t even acted
like I was happy but you missed it. You missed all the signs. I started feeling
it even a couple weeks before going on my business trip, I just wasn’t sure
what my feelings meant. Then I figured it out on the trip but, Marisa, I’m sure
of it.”
“So whatever
sparked these feelings, whatever that is, it’s enough for you to end this?”
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Her mind couldn’t even process everything Saul was telling her no matter how
hard she tried.
He rubbed his
fingers over his eyes in frustration. “You want the truth, right? Fine. You’re
always so damn self-absorbed, Marisa. You didn’t even notice major things like
the fact I haven’t been happy and I’ve been acting differently because of it!
You don’t listen to what I say because you don’t even bother paying attention.
Everything you have to say is always right or always more interesting than
whatever can come out of my mouth. How is it possible you didn’t notice the way
I greeted you today? How? Just think about it and then see if asking whether or
not it’s enough to end this makes any sense.”
She just gaped at
him. She didn’t have a clue what to say. On top of everything, he was attacking
her as if the situation weren’t hard enough for her to wrap her head around.
“You know what,”
she said, “I think it’s best if you leave now.
Maybe you were right.
I guess
this conversation didn’t need to happen.
I don’t need to take this from you so get out Saul.” He scoffed and
looked at her in disbelief.
After a
moment he shrugged and just turned on his heel before walking out the door
without a single word or look back in her direction.
Marisa dropped
down onto the couch and rubbed her fingers over her eyes before rubbing the
sides of her head. She could feel a strong headache coming on.
She took a few deep breaths as she tried to
push out any and all thoughts related to what had just taken place. It was
over. Her relationship with Saul was really over. There was no going back.
She had no idea
but that would end up being the last she would ever see of Saul.
She would never talk to him after that again.
Chapter Two
Marisa had never
been in such a long or committed relationship before Saul. He had been her
first major relationship. To say she never expected it to end so abruptly was
an understatement. No matter how much she thought about everything he had told
her, she couldn’t piece it all together in her mind. None of it made sense. She
knew it would be difficult to get over the relationship and she wasn’t looking
forward to it.
She knew she would
inevitably miss him a lot but it was really the actual part of moving on that
scared her the most. Despite this, Marisa knew brooding over it was totally
pointless and would only end up dragging out the process. She wanted to get to
the point where she could appreciate the memories of her time with Saul and
cherish everything they had together without feeling any bitterness. It was pretty
clear from that moment, however, that it would take some time to get to that
point.
There still
remained hope in her. She turned on the television and flipped through channels
mindlessly. She wasn’t really paying attention to anything on the screen because,
as much as she fought it, her mind continued to drift back to the last words
Saul had said to her.
She never thought
he felt she was self-absorbed. She certainly had never thought of herself as
being self-absorbed and couldn’t recall any instance in which she had been told
she was. She tried recalling a time someone else may have called her out in it
but there was nothing. Was he finding flaws in her that didn’t exist? She
supposed he had just been searching for an excuse to break up with her and that
was the best he had come up with. Instead of giving in to such endless and
painful feelings, she took a sleeping pill and went off to bed.
The following
night she called her friend, Carla, and invited her over to talk about
everything that had gone down with Saul. Even while she had been at work her
mind was filled with memories of him.
It
wasn’t until she was driving home that she actually relived their final
conversation and felt on the verge of some sort of breakdown. She pulled into
her driveway and instantly called up Carla before getting out of her car. It
was only twenty minutes later that they were both sitting on Marisa’s couch
with wine glasses in hand.
