Hair pulling made him cum hard though and that he was about to do. They were fucking for a while now. She had cum several times, so it was time for him to get off. Her pussy was nice but starting to dry up. So he yanked and thrusted until he had a mediocre orgasm. The young woman was spent. She sweated passion as her eye lids closed and happiness curved on her lips.
Oh shit, here we go. Darren thought to himself. Women had this uncanny way of getting way too comfortable in his bed after sex. And this one was no different. Searching his tipsy memory for a name -- he came up short.
"Can I call you a cab, beautiful?" He reached over and touched her face softly.
"Mmm, no. My cousin lives a few blocks away. If I can just use you bathroom, I will find my own way." She hopped up, grabbed her belongings and entered into his bathroom.
Relief washed over Darren's body as he drifted off to sleep. He thought for sure she was going to flip out on him for being so rude, he was still horny and the sun was coming up soon so he had going for a run on his mind.
Quick nap, shower and--
All of a sudden Darren was dreaming he was swimming in the ocean, but beginning to drown. He was a swimmer. How could this be. His eyes popped open as the woman who was just soft and seductive was pouring cold water in his face. He jumped up and knocked the bucket out of her hands; sending water everywhere.
"Get the fuck out my house!" He yelled. She left when she saw the rage in his eyes.
He pulled out his cellphone and sent a quick SOS to his cleaning lady. Linda had been cleaning for his family since he was a young boy, but he had sent her on vacation for the week. Linda said she can call a friend if he needed anything and here he was needing.
Nap skipped. He went and got into the shower. Dick hard, he wouldn't be able to function like this, let alone go for a run. His firm had a big merger meeting this afternoon and the only thing that could knock the rest of his stress out right now was getting rid of this raging hard-on and a run.
Darren stepped out of his bathroom still dripping wet. He heard a gasp and something dropped to the floor. Linda sent someone that fast? She had him so spoiled he did not even expect anyone this early. Not thinking to grab anything to cover himself, he turned only to face the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on.
"Lilly?"
"Darren."
He went to hug her, but she cleared her throat reminding him he was ass naked. Embarrassed, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. He penis still semi-hard.
Lilly and Darren were two peas in a pod. She came to live with Linda at a young age when her mother, Linda's best friend, died unexpectantly at a very young age. Linda took care of Lilly until they were entering into high school. At that point, some legal matters came up and Lilly was shipped up north to Boston to live with her father. That was 15 years ago. Darren had always been in love with Lilly and it damn near broke his young heart. Maybe if she'd stayed he would be different. But she didn't. And he isn't.
There she stood. All grown up. Torn jeans. Oversized flannel shirt. Big brown beautiful eyes. They just stared at one another for a moment.
"You didn't write." She whispered.
"I didn't know what to say."
"'Hi' would have been a great start." She picked the wet sheets up off the ground and turned to leave.
Her ass was great, but he urged his penis to behave as the girl he fell in love with years ago walked away from him once again.
"Linda didn't tell me who lived here. If she did-"
"You wouldn't have come?" Darren had managed to pull on a wife beater and shorts because he could tell his nakedness was making her uncomfortable.
"I don't know." She closed the lid on the wash. "I will make your bed. When the loud noise dings, move the stuff inside here to the--"
"Don't insult me, you know Linda taught me."
"So why the call? You couldn't do it yourself?" She snapped, "Why don't you set her up for retirement? She's too old, ya know?"
"I tried. Hell, when you left it aged her so that even dad tried to pay off her mortgage and give her a retirement fund. He went and secretly opened a savings account for her. Don't play us like that. Linda put up a big fight. Settled on working less. It would have killed her if she lost us too."
"Linda didn't loose me! You did!"
There she was walking away and he was letting her. That's all women did in his life-- walked away. The only woman consistent in his life was Linda.
"Wait." He breathed.
"What?" She stopped and turned to him. Hope sprung into her veins.
"We were kids. I was young and stupid. I meant it. Every last word I said to you when I begged you to run away with me." He stepped in closer, "My father was willing to pay anything to get you to stay. And when you told him no thank you, my heart broke and it never quite healed right."
Lilly started to talk, but Darren cut in, "Let me finish. I have dreamt about this day. "I would schedule random trips to Boston trying to catch a glimpse of you. But I wouldn't. Then I took over the company fully and realized how much money could buy. And I bought it. To find you. And I did. But I was a coward. Then I found out you were visiting at least once a year. Sometimes for weeks. At my father'a expense. And not once did you reach out to me!" Darren voice was raw with emotion. He shouted at her.
Years of anger rang out in his voice. He picked up running when he found out she was visiting Linda regularly. He went from love sick Yorkie to love hurt Rottweiler. It was like she poisoned him. He started really disrespecting women. Right down to his at the time romance, Veronica, was this sweet college senior on the path to greatness. Darren respected that about her. He talked to her for a year before he made his move. She was a virgin. And the very first time he slid into that pussy, he knew he was in heaven. She had met his father the week before he found out about Lilly's visits. That same night she met Mr. Walker, Darren asked if his father if he could help purchase a ring for her. She was it. His everything. He remembered telling his father.
His father looked at him and said, "Well, D., I will do anything for your everything." Darren lost his father to cancer last year. It was why he took over the company way before his time. Darren's father promised him to thirty before he would do the company talk. Besides Mr. Walker would only be 50 at that time. He wanted him to see the world and make mistakes. Fall in love twenty times.
But love came for him just twice and changed for him forever that day. He drove home slowly depressed. As he grew closer and closer home, he grew angrier. Horny and pulsating with anger he turned to his beautiful fiancé, bent her over the sink and fucked her. When they were done she turned to kiss him, but he pulled away. He walked away to be exact. And he didn't touch her again for weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into Veronica gently taking Darren's hands into her and placing the very expensive engage engagement ring into his palm.
She kissed his cheek and turned to walk away. It was the last time he would let a woman walk away from him. He would just make them leave. Hurt before being hurt.
Now his kryptonite stood in front of him. "You didn't write. I thought you didn't want to see me."
"You should have stayed." He was breathing in her scent. So close he could taste her through his nostrils. He wanted to lick her skin.
"D-- I-- how could I stay? He was my father. He wanted to be apart of my life!" She paused, "Two million. I found out he was going to take two million over me when his wife decided to spill the beans. She said she had to talk him out of it. I belonged with him. Family. She couldn't conceive so I was the daughter she never had. But I was the daughter he never wanted."
She was crying. The last thing Darren wanted to see. Her cry. "So I started to visit more often. I have been home for a year now. Ever since-- it was a beautiful funeral. Everyone thought it was lovely." She told his face, "he would be so proud of you."
Instinctively, Darren pulled away, "You came and left without words."
"I never left. Linda's heart was broken. I just made her promise me. She said you would be on your morning run. My heart skips a beat every time I see you. I wanted to hold your hand and be your shoulder. You held it together that day, but I know you Darren. I still do, that strong exterior can't fool me. You were my first love and my first heartbreak. You didn't keep your promise. So you didn't want me."
She turned to grab the doorknob, but he put his hand on hers and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Things seemed to move in slow motion. Darren was fuzzy from emotion as Lilly ran her hands over his smooth skin. She was breathing heavily and was growing lightheaded.
They kissed again. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers found her nipples. He pinched them and her body shivered. Pushing her against the front door, he pulled the flannel shirt buttons open; revealing her bare perfectly perky breast. Growling he sucked in air as he nibbled at her breast. Lilly squirmed under his grasp as he took her wrist in one large hand and placed them over her head. She shook and came as he turned his focus on her left breast. He sucked until her orgasm subsided and dropped to his knees.
He slid her jeans down her milk chocolate skin and licked underneath her belly button. Moans left her lips as he trailed his tongue down to her sweet pot. The nectar was so juicy it slid slowly down her thigh. He caught it with the tip of his tongue and followed its trail up back to the point of origin. Licking and sucking he brought her to yet another orgasm. Letting up on her hands, which were still being held with one of his but lower, they found his forehead and pushed him off.
"Let me catch my breath." She managed to breathe.
The buzzer rang on the washer. He drank her in. His dick standing at attention. Smiling, "I will go take care of that."
To be continued...
