Tease (Tease 1)

“And that just about stretches my kitchen skills to the limit,” I joked.

She laughed. “Well you don’t need to be good at everything. Do one thing well and you’re set for life.” She giggled, tilting her head so she was staring at my face. She smiled again, as she finished her drink.

“That was quick,” I murmured.

“I’ve heard that before,” she quipped, and then blushed. “God, I don’t even know what that meant.” She covered her face with her hands. Smiling, I gently lowered her hand and curved my hand around the side of her face, bringing it toward mine.

I moved in, my lips locking against hers, taking in her softness and beauty. She lifted herself onto her knees and placed her leg over mine so she was straddling me. I put my hands on her hips, her silk robe the only thing separating my hands from her naked body.

She leaned in and kissed me, her arms draping around my neck. Each kiss was more furious and desperate than the last. Her lips moved down, her tongue moving slowly along my neck. I looped my fingers around her waist tie and unfastened it. She sat up, the robe falling open.

I was so hard. Throbbing. Aching. As though all the blood inside me was pooling in my cock. I took in what was before me: Mia, her legs parted, her robe hanging open showing me her beautiful body. I ran my fingers down her neck and over her breasts. She gasped, her body tensing at my touch. Slowly, my fingers trailed down to her pussy. Her hands now resting on my shoulders, I stared deep into her eyes as I slipped a finger inside. God, she was so wet, so tight. Her pussy gripped my finger as I worked it back and forth.

“You feel amazing. You’re so wet for me, Mia,” I whispered.

She sighed, her eyes closed as she rocked her hips back and forth, grinding herself against me, milking my finger. She moaned softly as I slid a second finger inside her. Fuck, she felt so good. I could only imagine how tight she would be with my cock sliding inside of her.

“Come for me. Come on my fingers,” I whispered, sliding them back and forth inside of her.

She moaned loudly, throwing her head back as her body began to rock more forcefully to the motion of my fingers.

“You’re so wet. I can’t wait to taste you. You smell so good.”

“Oh yes,” she groaned as my fingers worked faster. That was it, she was almost there. She rocked herself against me, her nails digging into my shoulder as her body began to convulse. With one last burst, she cried out, collapsing into my arms. “Oh god, that was….” She trailed off, too exhausted to finish.

Laughing, I kissed her forehead.“Go to bed, Mia. You look wrecked,” I chuckled, kissing her forehead again.

She climbed off me and wrapped the robe abound her waist, blushing. “I don’t know what came over me,” she mumbled. “I didn’t—I mean, we shouldn’t…”

“Go to bed and sleep. We can talk tomorrow,” I promised, knowing exactly what she was trying to tell me.

Something I didn’t want to hear.

Chapter Fourteen

I may have purposely hidden in my room until after Mia had gone. As soon as I heard the front door close, I jumped up and ran for the bathroom. I’d been holding back the urge to piss for the last hour. Ah, relief.

I walked through to the laundry, and noticed Mia had hung all the clothes on the drying rack. Grabbing a pair of jeans and a shirt, I threw them in the dryer.

On the way back to my bedroom, I filled a mug with coffee from the fresh pot Mia had put on. Taking a sip, I sighed. Coffee. I’d need a lot of that today.

My phone vibrated. I grabbed it off my dresser in my room. It was a message from Beth.

Hypothetically speaking, would you be free today around one?

I ran over my day in my head. I’d wanted to visit Mom, and I had an appointment at six. If I got my ass into gear, I could do one. I texted back.

I can spare a few hours. Where?

She texted me the address of a theater downtown, in front of which I was to meet her. My brow furrowed in confusion. I didn’t know what she had planned, but I could deal with that later. Throwing on some clean boxers, I grabbed my phone and wallet, and went back to the living room. I had to wait for my clothes to dry, so I decided to cook myself breakfast.

Yeah, I know. I’m not a cook, but hell, I was feeling capable today.

From the fridge I took two eggs and the bread. I put a frying pan onto the flame and sliced two thick pieces of bread. I shoved them into the toaster. Once the pan was hot enough, I cracked the eggs. They sizzled as they touched the heat. The dryer had finished, so I went to check on my clothes. Opening the dryer door, I reached in and collected my clothes. They were toasty warm. I slipped on my jeans, and pulled the shirt over my head.

Beep! Beep!

What the fuck was that? Oh shit, the smoke alarm.