Beg Me

“That’s what we do. We fuck our men and then we kill them,” I joke. “I’m like a black widow.”

I put the rest of my clothes back on and watch him practically whimper with dissatisfaction.

I could stay, and we could fuck for hours, but it’s better this way. I can’t grow too attached. Being here feels way too comfortable, like I’m at my other home or something.

That is not a good sign.

I need to reclaim my independence, and the first step to doing that is leaving for the day.

“I’ll text you,” I tell him.

“Call me instead,” he says, leaning against his doorway.

His pelvic muscles beam straight at me. For a split second, I get it in my head that maybe I can stay, just for one more “negotiation.”

I quickly dismiss that idea and grab my purse.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his naked body. His cologne fills my senses, and I’m reeling from him.

I won’t be able to let this go. I know it. He’s just the combination of everything right and wrong.

He kisses me one last time.

“Okay,” I say, pulling my lips away from his.

Our tongues slide apart, and he smiles big. He winks, and I nearly fall to pieces.

“I have to go. Bye, lovely,” I whisper.

Lovely? Did I really just say that? Oh, God…

“Bye, darling,” he says, looking way too hot and way too smug.

Ugh.

Now what?

Madison

Despite my feelings on the predicament, Dasha is thrilled.

“I can’t believe it’s gone on this long,” she says.

Her daughter, Holly, screams. She jumps off her couch onto the tile floor. “Mommy, look!”

“That’s great, honey!” she says, faking excitement.

“I don’t know what’s even happening with it, to be honest,” I admit. “It all seems like such a fantasy. I keep thinking I’ll wake up, that this will all be some crazy dream I had.”

“It’s not a dream, babe,” she says. “This is the real deal. You’ve found one crazy guy.”

“Ugh, why me?” I fall back into her chair and groan.

“Because you’re hot,” she says. “And you’ve got big tits.”

“That’s why?” I eye her, annoyed. “Not because of my big brain?”

“So you’ve got both. What’s the big deal?” she asks, laughing. “Look, you should be thanking me. I set you up with this mad man. Now you’ve got the hottest guy in all of Michigan coming after you at all times.”