Falling in Love Again: A Valentine's Day Proposal

“Come here, you.” I grab her hips and yank her hard towards me. My cock presses against her, wanting to rip through her clothes, to plunge deep into her, to feel everything she has to offer me. “I want you bad.”

I drag her to me and we kiss. For a split second, her lips feel very familiar, but they soon transform into something strange, a mouth that I haven’t experienced before. Immediately, I want to know more.

“You taste good, you know.” My eyes roll closed. “Really good.”

“You think my mouth tastes good? You should taste the rest of me.”

Her words are pure sex, shooting all the way to my core. The fact that I know it isn’t something she would normally say makes it even better. She’s a lady on the streets and a freak in the sheets. The dream.

“Take your clothes off,” I growl. “I want to see all of you.”

The material surrounding her seems to just melt away, the same way it does on me, and that’s when she steps back. My vision becomes clear, it’s almost as if it’s been blurry up until this moment and now I know the truth.

“R… Raelyn?” I stammer. “It’s you. Why is it you?”

“You didn’t know it was me?” She cocks one eyebrow cheekily. “Really?”

“I thought…” I trail off because I don’t know what I thought really. I guess for a moment I assumed that it was Anna, but of course that can’t be the case. We’re divorced, because she cheated on me.

“You knew it was me.” She runs a finger down my cheek. “Because you have wanted me for ages.”

A moisture consumes my lips as her nipples grab my focus. I can hardly think about anything else when she’s looking as stunning as that. Her body is phenomenal, even better than I thought it would be. Not that I’ve been thinking about her body at all… or maybe I haven’t been thinking about anything else, I don’t know.

I’m consumed by her, desperate for her, all I want is her. I need to be inside her right now, to really get to know this incredible woman’s body like I never had before. Like I have always wanted to…

“Come here,” I groan. “I am not ready to let you go yet. Not when you look like that.”

Suddenly, I’m inside of her. She has her legs wrapped tightly around me and I’m slammed hard into her up against a wall. She keeps kissing me all over, making it sweet as well as sexy, turning me on in a way that I didn’t think was possible. Her wetness surrounds me, her walls clamp tight, I’m about ready to explode inside of her. And I want to shoot my seed all the way through her to claim a piece of her, to have a sexy little bond with her.

“We should do this at work,” she gasps through the blissful pants. “Like, all the time.”

The surrounding changes. Now we’re in the office and I have her spread over my desk, whimpering and mewing as I fuck her with every inch of me. Her breasts bounce with every thrust, her body widens and opens up for me more, she can now take so much more of me, and fuck me, it feels amazing.

“Shit, Raelyn!” I scream as the pleasure gets me. “Holy fuck, Raelyn.”

Her name is like a prayer; I love the way it feels on my lips at the peak of pleasure. I want to keep saying it over and over again, I want to be like this all the time, I never want this feeling to end…

“What the…?” I bolt upright and stare around the room in shock, half expecting Raelyn to be in the bed beside me. But of course, she isn’t. Why would she be? She hates me. We weren’t having sex, that was all in my, clearly very sexually frustrated, mind. What I need to do is get a hold of myself instantly.

That doesn’t mean I like her, I try my hardest to convince myself. She’s just there…

But deep down, I can feel something inside of me shifting. It might have been happening all along, the argument may have sparked it, or maybe it was my mother’s words, but I’m starting to see Raelyn in a completely different light which I’m afraid will make it impossible for me to be around her. I don’t know how I will cope.

I slam my head back down on the pillow and groan. Women always make my life complicated and I guess this is no different. As long as I keep myself away, I will be fine… I think.

8

Raelyn

“Oh, Abbi, I hate him so much, you don’t understand.” I slap my palm to my forehead. “He’s an asshole.”

“So, he just called you out and said that your ideas were stupid in front of other people?”

“Yes!” I don’t think she really gets it. “It was utterly humiliating. Leon was embarrassed for me.”

“It sounds to me like he feels threatened by you. He doesn’t like how successful you are.”

“So, he brought me into his business just to belittle me?” I grab my drink and swig it down, needing the booze to take the edge off. Today has seriously been hell. “What sort of prick does that? Seriously.”