hurt messed with my head. I felt protective of her from the first glance at her picture. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep her safe and happy. It took a while for her to calm down and stop sobbing. Having her that close to me was too much for a mortal man to withstand so I had to get her all riled back up, but this time in a great way. Feeling and watching her come on my hand was the most intense feeling I’d ever had. I needed more, but having to hold back was going to get to me. When I got home for the night, my hand was going to be tired as fuck.
Separating from her had been hard as hell. It wasn’t long before I had to say goodnight to her without a private goodbye. I dropped my head and groaned. Once I got into my car, which was brought around for me, I looked up at her bedroom window. Soon.
When I got to my place, I leaned against the front door ready to take myself in hand. I started rubbing my hard cock through my dress pants. Moaning, I needed more. I undid my belt and pulled down my pants until they gave me access to my dick. It was hard and angry looking. Jerking off once a day wasn’t enough. It seemed Vanessa unleashed an appetite in me that only she could sate.
I tossed my head back, stroking my length, using my pre-cum to lube my path. Fuck, I thought about her out on the back enclosed porch. The feel of her tender flesh under my hands ran through my head and sent a pulse of pleasure straight to my balls. It wasn’t long before I was nutting on my dress shirt and hand.
Damn it, I didn’t think about the mess I was going to make. There was no way in hell I was taking this dress shirt to the cleaners. No jizz stains for them to see. It was a great shirt, but it was trash now. I tossed my dirty clothes in the hamper and the red shirt I wore for her in the trash. It was time for a shower and hopefully some sleep.
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It was hard to fall asleep after my head hit the pillow. All I could think about was when could I see her again. Even after another stroking in the shower, I was still hard for her. Vanessa had me so fucked in the head, I didn’t know if I could ever get enough. I wanted her naked and lying beside me every damn day and night, but I had to wait. As much as I wanted to rush her into coming back home, I wanted her to fall in love with me without the pressure. My grandmother always told me never to make a rash decision and don’t force a woman to do so either. It would never work out well. She knew from experience. My Grandma married a man because that was what her father told her to; later she realized she should have thought about it and fought her father on the issue.
I don’t want Vanessa to ever regret choosing me for life. We were going to live a comfortable life together like my parents did. I hoped that would be enough. Although I planned on going into business for myself as the owner of my own firm sometime in the near future, I still had plenty of money to care for her. The one issue with that was she was used to the best. The very best that her uber-wealthy family could afford to buy her. I didn’t want her to be unhappy with her future life and walk out on me. If she did, I’d hate myself. I want her to be as captivated and happy as I felt when I looked at her. Those were the thoughts that held my brain captive all night long.
6
Tim
The three weeks flew by too fast for both of us. We didn’t get to spend more than an hour alone every other day. I missed the fuck out of her, but the more I saw her the harder it was for me to let her go. She was leaving soon, so I wouldn’t see her for a long damn time. I promised to call her every day, but we would still keep it a secret. We sent text messages throughout the day, but it wasn’t enough. Talking on the phone was even worse. It was like we needed to go cold turkey and cut off all communication before I didn’t let her leave.
I loved her so much that it was hard not to shout it to the world, but I wanted
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