It's Only Love (The Matthews Family)

“What?” He sat up in bed.

“You want some. Come on and get some.” I looked at him. “Never mind. Lay down on your back.

Lloyd quickly complied. With a big smile on his face, he lay on his back and stroked himself a few times. I got on top of Lloyd and I rode him furiously. All the while, Lloyd was trying to resist me, but that wasn’t happening. Once I made him come, I rolled off him and his body went limp. He was exhausted; and I got up and went to the shower without saying another word.

When I came out of the shower and went back in the bedroom, Lloyd had gone back to sleep. I got dressed and was ready to leave, when he woke up. He asked me where I was going, even though he knows that this is the weekend I volunteer.

“Lloyd, you know I’m going to volunteer today,” I said, knowing that he wanted me to go to a social luncheon.

“I thought we talked about that.”

“We did.”

“And we agreed that we would go to the luncheon.”

“No. That’s what you said, and I said no.”

“I never heard you say that,” Lloyd said, and I laughed.

“You never do and that’s the problem.”

“What did you say?”

I rolled my eyes. “Nothing.” I sat down on the bed. “I promised I’d be there to help her this time, Lloyd.” Last time I let him pressure me into not going and going to some golf weekend with his friends and their wives. Who, by the way, all hate me.

“Why can’t you go tomorrow? This is important.”

“Because it’s today that she needs me. Tomorrow there really won’t be any reason to go.”

“I don’t know why you have to be bothered with it.”

I don’t have time for this shit, I thought, but didn’t say.

“Those people have families of their own. I don’t understand why you have to be th

e one.”

“Those people? Really?”

“Really, those people.”

“You can be such an ass sometimes. Those people, as you call them, are our people. Our mothers, our fathers, our aunts and uncles. Even if you don’t, somebody has to care about those people.” I walked out of the bedroom to the sound of Lloyd screaming my name and demanding that I come back this instant, but not making a move to get out of bed.

I grabbed my purse and slammed the door on the way out.

I wonder what I would have done if Lloyd had actually gotten out of bed and come after me. But that would have meant that something that was important to me was important enough for him to get out of bed and come after me.

I laughed as I got in my car, pressed the ignition button, and woke up from that fantasy. It was right then that I began to mentally acknowledge my mental separation from Lloyd. And if I wanted to be honest with myself, it began long before I laid eyes on Victor. Meeting him just gave those urges to be done with Lloyd an excuse to express themselves.

Chapter Six

Victor

I pressed her against the wall, not allowing her to move away from me, and she didn’t seem to want to. Her hands immediately went to my back, clawing at my shirt as I planted kisses on her neck. I felt myself getting harder just thinking about how it would feel to be inside of her. I pressed my lips against hers, lingering for a moment while I savored the taste of her, before running my tongue along them in hopes that she would open up to receive my tongue in her mouth.

She did.

I groaned into her mouth as her sweet taste exploded on my tongue. She tasted so good; she felt so good; and she was mine, if only for these few moments.