Chapter 3 - The Beast

For days after, he texted me every morning, afternoon, and night.

It was a Saturday, and I was working a half day. We'd made plans the night before. I'd packed a bag so I could shower at his place. I was a clean freak, and he found it annoying sometimes.

After work, he picked me up. I showered when we got there. I knew what was coming, and I was ready. I put on a simple pink dress with no underwear - easy access.

I found him waiting for me on the bed, like a prostitute waiting for her next client to walk in. I put my bag on the ottoman by the bed, and I made myself coffee and stood by the dining room window watching the rain.

I love rain, I guess that's why I don't mind getting soaked.

He had a laptop out, probably working. He came up behind me, and hugged me - already his touch did a lot to me. He kissed my head, and gently tilted my chin to kiss my neck. Not a hickey kind of kiss - the kind that makes you drop everything.

I turned to face him. His glasses were off. I got lost in his brown eyes and kissed him back. Slowly at first, then hungrily. My right hand on his chest and my left hand on his broad shoulder deepening the kiss. His hands gripped my hips, ass and squeezed them.

Him: "I want more of you."

What I did next will shock my mother — guys, hold your boobs tu!