Mr. Make-Believe (An Urban, Chic-lit Novel)

chapter 11: Under Control

Chapter |11|

(Corey/Cole in MM)

It was like Audrey and Corey were each other's last supper. Corey couldn't refrain himself any longer from the "accidental" brushes of his hand on her plump ass or extremely close proximity of his skin on hers in the elevator of her apartment.

The sexual tension between the two was strong and ready to explode and so was Audrey. Never had she wanted to tear the fabric off a mans skin and rip away a nicely pair of jeans just so she could get closer to the ecstasy that he could give her. Her heart beating against her chest going a mile a minute as the hallway walk to her apartment door seemed to be never ending. Her palms were getting clammy, breathing heightened and the naughtiest thoughts swirling through her brain.

As she led the way , Corey kept his anticipation under control. He strained from groaning in pain of his dick pressing against the front of his zipper. Despite the pain it was costing him, he just couldn't keep his eyes off her ass. The way her hips swayed, putting him in a trance and just the right amount of bounce was giving him plenty of ideas to do with that ass.

Finally reaching her door, Audrey slowly pulled out her key. She all of a sudden had gotten cold feet. Did she want to keep this a one night stand? Once she fucked him in her bed that was it. There was no saving his number for future calls, there were no more basketball games and there wasn't going to be anymore Corey. She was between a rock and a hard place thought both could be used in a literal context at the moment.

Corey couldn't hold back. He stood behind her, pressing his front against her backside for her to see just how much he wanted her. He leaned his face in, bending down to her neck getting a whiff of her coconut shampoo. Her smell was like an aphrodisiac, it was turning him on even more to the point where he couldn't stop his hands from roaming her curvy frame. Stopping his hands at her waist, he pulled her even closer to himself and Audrey gasped in delight. More so at his girth. He was making her decision that much harder. She was really feeling him and wanted to do this right, even though she was going to hate herself for rejecting his advances.

"Corey, listen."

"Mhm." He responded touching his lips to the side of her neck.

"Before we go in, I wanna let you know something."

"Don't tell me," He lifted his head to turn her to face him. Her back pressed against her door with his hands on either of her side, still standing very close. The two were so engrossed in the attractive features of the other that they did not see that they had generated an audience from someone down the hall.

"You're a lesbian." He joked. Audrey giggled, shaking her head. "A virgin? I seriously hope you're not a virgin." He said dropping an octave that Audrey recognized as his "phone voice." Its deep,, sultry baritone was enough to make her drown in her panties. He wasn't helping either with the way he was leaning into her ear. It was as if he switched into instant charm mode, bringing out all the stops. He was all hands and smooth talk and Audrey was falling for every bit of it. But she knew she had to end it here before she regretted anything tonight.

"Not a virgin. I have these rules about having sex with men." Corey raised his eyebrows intrigued by her choice of words. He wasn't expecting her to be so blunt. But then again, everything about this delicate creature was interesting.

"Rules?" Audrey nodded her head. "Come in and i can explain it. Audrey opened her door, shrugging off her jacket and tossing it to the side while Corey closed the door and locked it. He headed straight for the couch taking off his.own jacket and putting it in the white love seat adjacent to him, while the on looker outside watching, sadly walked back into theirs.