I am truly fucked.
How can I exist without this woman? The answer is that I can’t. I won’t be able to last without her. If she decides this is too complicated, I’ll be one hundred percent hooked.
Then what?
With grace, she steps away from the chair, chest pumping. She’s drenched.
“Let me get you a towel,” I mutter.
She laughs. “You’re lucky I’m on the pill,” she says. “Otherwise, we’d be in trouble.”
“I’m sorry. I should be more careful, but I get lost in your pussy. You have no idea,” I say
“I think I get it,” she says, looking at my cock.
We’re both naked and staring down at the glittery vacant lights of Detroit. “It’s a city like nothing else,” she says.
“It sure is,” I say. “I love it, and I hate it.”
“I sometimes can’t believe it exists,” she says.
We’re a mess. This city is a mess. But everything feels okay.
I turn and kiss her neck, breathing in her scent one more time. I know, soon enough, she’ll be walking back out that front door. She’ll leave me once again to my booze and business dealings, and then it’s back to normal.
Back to the bullshit.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“It’s just different,” she says, unable to get the right words out. “I don’t know. Maybe I’m biased because I’m from here, but it’s a-whole-nother world, isn’t it?Here, everyone really has to band together or nothing works.”
I stare at her curves. “You’re right,” I whisper.
She’s gorgeous.
Normally, I don’t fall this hard. I’m usually begging for them to leave. This time, it’s different.
She has me…
I grab her two towels, clean her off, and turn on the shower.
She kisses my chest. “I’m okay. I should go,” she says.
I smile, massaging her scalp. She groans with pleasure. “You should stay.”
“I shouldn’t.” She looks down. “If Byron finds out, I’m really screwed. I think I did a good enough job of hiding this, but they might come looking for me in the morning.”
“Put your car in the garage,” I say. “You’re safe here. Come on. You need to clean off, right?”
She looks into my eyes and pops her lips slightly. Then, she looks down at my cock, which has started to grow again. “You’ll protect me?” she asks. “If anything happens, you’ll take them on?”
“I told you, I grew up hard. I wasn’t lying.” I laugh. “I’ll protect you.”
She glances at the city lights and bites her lip, thinking to herself.
“What are the pros and cons?” she asks.
I give this some thought. “Well, the pros are a little obvious. Free booze until you pass out, the best view in all of Detroit, and this hard cock of mine whenever you need it. Plus, I’m actually a great cook. The main con is that you’ll fall head over heels in love with me. And I really can’t deal with something like that, right now,” I say, containing my laughter.