Rebound (16 page)

“
Then why have you been
pushing them away?” He asked breathily.

“
Because these hands,
being my most favorite thing about you, make me lose control of my
senses. And right now, I want all the control.” I kissed him,
holding his arms at his sides while our fingers continued to lace
around each other’s.

I pulled away from his consuming kiss.
I lowered myself to squat before his cock. I pulled my right hand
out of his grasp and fisted his cock, licking the tip, and taking
him into my mouth. He groaned. I pumped him while sucking. As I
sucked and licked his length, pumping with my fist, I felt him sway
and adjust his stance. I planned on sucking him dry, but thought
better of it.

I released him from my mouth. I slowly
stood up and kissed his neck. I left a trail of kisses on his chin
until I reached his mouth, and slipped my tongue into his willing
mouth. I put my hand on the back of his neck, running my fingers
through his soft waves, and pulling him deeper into me. I moaned my
excitement for him. I was more than ready to have him inside of me,
but I wasn’t quite ready to let him off the hook. I pulled away and
took his hand, leading him toward his bedroom.

The curtains were already open, the
overcast day didn’t bring the sunlight of yesterday. His room was
neat and tidy, smelled fresh and clean.

“
Lay in the middle of the
bed.” I instructed. I was comfortable telling him what to do, and
surprisingly, he obliged. I would never have been able to demand
the same things of Ben. He always needed control. I never knew that
I held any kind of power, and Matt seemed okay with relinquishing
control.

“
I want to watch you
stroke yourself while I take off my clothes.”

“
Perla, I’m almost over
the edge, I don’t think I can do that without losing
it.”

“
Matt, I know you can. Put
a condom on and jerk, baby. Please.” With that final demand, he
leaned over and got a condom from the drawer. He ripped it open
with his mouth as he jerked with one hand. He slipped the condom
over his long girth and continued to slowly fist himself as I
watched.

I started pulling off my collared
shirt over my waist, but before taking it off, I watched him
pleasuring himself. “You’re so sexy, Matt. I’m so ready for you.
I’ve been ready for you since you dropped me off last night. And
this morning when I found you waiting for me, I thought I would
come right there. I’ve never felt like that before.” I pulled the
shirt over my head, as he watched.

“
Hurry, Perla.” He let go
of his dick, writhing on the bed.

“
Matt, stroke.” I watched
as his hands went back and tugged his cock, and then cupped his
sack. I kicked off my slip on shoes and with my toes I pulled off
my ankle socks. He watched me as I unbuttoned my pants, slowly
pushing them over my hips, and down my legs. I pulled one leg out
of the pants, one at a time and left the jeans in a puddle on the
floor.

I reached behind me, releasing my
heavy breasts from my lacy black bra. I dropped the bra on the
floor as I grasped by naked breasts in my hands and squeezed them
as he watched. He groaned and closed his eyes as he started jerking
faster.

“
Eyes on me. Don’t come,
Matt.”

“
You’re killing me.” He
retorted. I smiled.

I turned around, showing him the lacy
back of my black panties. I hooked my thumbs on the elastic band of
the panties and pulled them down, swaying my hips seductively from
side to side. I heard him gasp. I pulled the panties from each
ankle and tossed it at him. I watched him as he grabbed it and
pulled it to his nose, taking a deep whiff of my scent.

I looked at the time on his bedside
clock. The time was 3:52 p.m. We would have to be on the road by
4:40 to get to my shift on time. I walked toward the foot of the
bed and stalked slowly up his body, touching his legs. I pressed my
body up his hard body. He touched my naked skin, goosebumps
presenting itself all over my body, and I felt a deeper desire wave
in my cut. His cock was hard on my groin. I straddled him, resting
my swollen clit on his thick, hard shaft. I kissed him deeply, and
said, “Now, you can fuck me whichever way you want.”

His eyes grew big, as they had at the
club when I told him he could take me home and ‘fuck’ me.
Immediately, I was tossed backwards onto my back. My body shuddered
with anticipation. My head by the foot of the bed, my legs widened
to allow him better access, and he entered a long finger. After
confirming my wetness, he quickly inserted his hard length into my
cut. He pumped into me with a fervor that I never experienced
before. With his strong hands, he cupped my ass and held me close
as he rammed into me.

“
Fuck, Perla. I don’t want
to come yet. I don’t want to take you this way.”

“
Take me as you want me,
Matt.” He buried his head in my neck and slowed down. He sucked and
bit at my neck.

“
Don’t mark me,
Matt.”

“
Your fault for making me
take you hard.”

“
Your fault for picking me
up late.”

“
So it was a punishment.”
He looked into my eyes.

“
I don’t think anyone’s
suffering.” I kissed him, sucking his bottom lip as I writhed up
and down. He lifted up on his hands. His pumping and my writhing
matched rhythmically. I put one hand on his shoulder and the other
on his ass, pulling him to take me deeper. He closed his eyes. The
determination in his face, clenched teeth and flexed neck muscles,
showed his resolve to slow down his inevitable climax. Our joining
was slow and sensual. I felt myself get wetter, the waves of
pleasure collected in my mound, and I kept my writhing rhythmic to
push me over the edge. I cried out when the ripples of orgasm
coursed through me, I was surprised that I had come for the second
time in my life while he was on top of me.

My scream must have given him renewed
vigor because he put his arms underneath my knees, widening me for
deeper entry, and began thrusting forcefully, grunting his
pleasure. “You’re so fucking tight and wet. You feel so good.” He
slowed down and pulled out until the head was at my entrance. He
slid in and out slowly a few times, watching our coupling. I
watched him and reveled in his ecstasy face. He entered me, pushing
in to the root, feeling him push at my cervix. I arched my back
seeking my fill of him.

His arms tighten around my legs and
his legs widened under my buttocks, and he reared back then
furiously thrust. My hands grabbed at his knees, as I clenched my
pussy around him, drawing out his pleasure. I felt him spasm in
orgasm, and I clasped my folds around him to drag out his climax. I
felt his arms weaken, releasing my knees. My legs lowered, and he
lay on my left side. I looked at him, glistening from the heat
generated by our bodies. I was in awe of him and his ability to
satisfy me so easily. I couldn’t enjoy the afterglow of our
passion. I gave him a few minutes to recover.

Matt pushed himself up, gave me a full
kiss, and slipped out of me. I winced at his withdrawal He stood up
and went to the bathroom. I rose from the bed and saw the time,
4:22 p.m. I went around the room and gathered my clothing. I
wouldn’t have the time to shower or the clean underwear to change
into. I went out to the other bath to clean up and get dressed. I
felt a little awkward having great sex and leaving, but there was a
speck of pride that I could get a man to desire me. I controlled
him and now I’m leaving him to think about me, about us.

When I exited the bathroom, Matt was
redressing himself with the discarded clothing I’d left in the
living room after underdressing him. He looked at me and asked,
“Are you okay?”

“
Yes. I’m great. What
about you?” I smiled sheepishly.

“
I’d be better if I didn’t
have to drive you to work and we could spend the afternoon in bed.”
I walked up to him, cupped his face in my hands and gazed into his
eyes, and kissed him.

“
I’m sorry. However, we’ve
just proven that we can be pretty creative under time pressure.” I
winked as I walked to the table for my jacket and
satchel.

He buttoned up his shirt and tucked it
in his pants before zipping, buttoning and buckling his belt. He
remained quiet as he put on his jacket. He walked over to me and
grabbed me at my waist, pulling me close to his body, my back to
his front and his head fell to mine. He hugged me tight to him.
Suddenly, I felt insecure. For as much pleasure as I derived from
controlling him, I felt guilt for using him for my pleasure. I’m
like a different woman when we’re naked, but when we’re dressed, I
didn’t know how to conduct myself with him. The uncertainty of what
‘this’ is, was or could be caused me anxiety.

“
We should get going.” I
said quietly. I turned my head and gave him a kiss. I forced a
smile.

“
Okay.” He whispered. He
opened the door and let me exit first. I walked fast to the
elevator and pressed the button while he locked his
door.

He approached me from the side and
grabbed my hip. His arm snaked around my waist and pulled me close
to his body. He felt so warm and strong. I looked up at him and
kissed him. It felt so much easier to be sensual with him behind
closed doors. I’m not used to intimacy, and I feel vulnerable
because of my insecurities. I’d never felt such relief as I did
when I heard the elevator ding. Much to my dismay, the elevator was
empty. I needed time and space. I felt like I was going to have a
panic attack. I didn’t understand where this was coming from. I
liked controlling him, but now I just felt awkward.

“
Something’s wrong. If
this is about earlier when I was late, I don’t know what I need to
do to make up for it. I’d hoped you would forgive me by
now.”

I took a deep breath, “Matt, it’s not
that. I just don’t know what to think about what we’re doing with
each other. I’m not the type of woman to hook up with a man. I’m
trying my hardest to enjoy this, but I just don’t know how far this
can go. I don’t have time for you and I don’t want to waste your
time.” I revealed and hoped he would make the decision for the both
of us.

“
I told you that I’ll take
any time that you give me. I’ll pick you up tonight and we can go
to your place and pick up a few things for you to go to work
tomorrow.”

“
That’s just it. I’m not
used to the effort and attention. I don’t know if I’m ready to be
in a relationship.” I sighed and realized that I said too much. He
leaned back on the wall opposite me and looked at me with those
dark eyes. His disappointment was evident in the way he shook his
head and ran his fingers through his hair.

The elevator reached the ground floor
and opened. He let me pass through before exiting himself. He
didn’t reach out for my hand, and I felt gutted. I followed him to
the exit, keeping my eyes to the ground, feeling tears well up. I
took deep breaths and wiped at them before he’d have a chance to
see how emotional I was being. I did this to myself, and I’ve hurt
his feelings.

The valet came over to Matt and handed
him the keys. Matt gave him a few dollars. The valet opened the
door and I entered the passenger side. I clicked in my seat belt.
Matt turned on the car. I looked out the passenger window. He
must’ve entered the Inn’s address in the navigation because I heard
the first direction. He silently drove out of the driveway toward
the Inn.

The silence was overwhelming. And as
the minutes passed, I formulated words to say.

“
I know I messed up a
lovely time. Everything I said in your apartment is true. I’m very
much attracted to you. I appreciate your care and attention. I was
touched when you picked me up this morning, trying to keep me safe
and spending time with me. You’re an amazing man. I just don’t know
why you’re spending time with me. Yes, that’s my insecurity. I like
knowing a man’s intentions and expectations. I feel like we rushed
into a physical connection.” I put my hand on his thigh, and he put
his hand over mine. I opened my fingers to interlace his with mine,
rubbing his index finger with my thumb.

“
We can talk more about
this tonight when I pick you up. During your shift, you’ll have
some time to think about us. I wanted you from the moment I saw you
in my office. I couldn’t ask you out. I didn’t plan on having an
encounter with you after you walked out the door. I don’t regret
any second of our time together. I want more of you. I want to be
with you and hope you want to be with me. We can make it work. You
just have to let me, please.” He squeezed my hand. The electricity
coursed from my hand down to my groin. I couldn’t deny my desire
for him. And I have to convince myself not to fuck this
up.

I reached over and kissed him on the
cheek. “Okay . . . but if you’re not there by 11:05 p.m., I’m out.”
He smirked.

“
You’ll wait for me. And
I’m not kidding. I don’t want you going home late at night by
yourself. Those days are over.”

“
Matt . . .”

“
We’re here.” He pulled
over to the curb and parked in front of the Inn. He exited the
driver’s side and walked over to open the passenger door. He took
my hand and waited for me to exit the car. I collected my satchel
and food cooler.