FRAGILE

Simplicity

"After you m'lady."

I walked in smirking.

The day has been fun and all so far, but I'm missing something.

As soon as the elevator doors closed I turned to Walsh, grabbing him by the top of his shirt and pushing him against the wall.
I took him in a kiss.
He dropped our take out and placed his hands on my waist gently pulling me closer.

It's been more than a day since I had good a meal. I'm starving and not for Chinese food.

Not leting him go of my lips I went straight for what I've been craving the whole day. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped him and slid my hand down to greet Mathews little guy. And to my surprise he wasn't a little guy, he was a full on man. I tugged on him and felt how excited he became to meet me.

The doors of the elevator opened.

Not letting the big guy out of my arrest I draged Walsh to my door. Keys in my back pocket, I quickly unlocked the door, yanked him in and shut them.
Without waiting I pushed his pants down, gave him a peck on his cheek and got to my knees.

Probably my favourite place to be. Below him. Getting to appreciate the gorgeous view he's giving me. His hands removing his shirt, his beard covering his sharp jawline, his fit body shining, his man right up to my nose. I'm right under his control. His power. I'm ready to serve him. Even though he doesn't seem to care about me behaving as he wishes. There are no good girl rules with him.

I licked my lips and took him all in. In deep. And fast. Mmm... so yummy. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. Cupped his balls, my nails gently digging into them. Stroking him with the other hand I focused on pleasing the tip. He is truly mouthwatering. Or it's just his liquids that my hands and mouth are covered in. He tastes so sweet.

I stood up and kissed his jawline, followed by his chin, his cheek, his nose and finally his lips.

Walsh took my hand and started leading me to my bedroom. I didn't have time to clean it since he arrived unexpectedly. Shit. My drugs are out on display, my razor is dropped somewhere, there's blood on the sheets. I panicked for a second. I can't let him see that.

"I have a better idea." I winked turning around and taking the lead.

Mathew smiled intrigued.

Having no clue where to go, I took him to the living room. That's good enough, right?

I pushed him on the sofa, taking my dress off, droping my panties to the floor, unhooking my bra, letting the girls breathe.

I straddled him, a second before feeling him in, he stopped me.

"Uh Ave? I didn't bring a condom. Do you have one?" He bit his lip.

"Don't worry about it, I'm on the pill." I lowered myself, his man poking me.

"But just to be safe, let's use one." He asked nervously.

I was screaming inside. I wanted to laugh, to cringe, to cry. Well okay then, let me get a fucking condom.

"Alright, hold on." I got off of him and went to scavenger for a god damn condom.

This is absurd. This so called "date" is going to shit reall fast. What the fuck.

Found a condom in my bag. I always have some, even if I don't ever really need them. I ripped the packaging with my teeth, threw it on the ground and wrapped the man real good.
I can feel myself raging. Ugh.

I climbed over Walsh again, ready to finish this faster. I placed my hands on his chest and sat, taking him in deep. I slowly started moving up and down, gradually picking the pace up. The faster I bounced, the less mad I felt, the more moans I let out.

Mathew lifted his head smiling. It's clear that hes enjoying this more than I am. But isn't that what sex is all about? Making sure that the other person has fun, no matter if you're not pleased every time?

Walsh eyed me with his amused look and got a hold of my wrists. He brushed his fingers over them with confusion. His face turned distressed and he jerked my wrist closer to his eyes.

"What the fuck Avery?? What's wrong with you??" He pushed me of.

"It's fine. It doesn't matter. Forget you saw that." I got a hold of myself.

"What the hell do you mean forget it? I'm just suppose to pretend that I didn't just find out that you cut?? That you harm yourself like that??" Walsh picked himself up, he is infiuriated with me.

"It's none of your bussiness what I do with my body!" I yelled, tears building up.

"For a minute I thought you could be my bussiness. For a minute? Fuck that. I thought about it probably since I met you at that dinner. What's wrong with you? Are you that sick in the head??" He shouted twice as loud as I ever could.

"Get out! Get the fuck out of my appartment! GET OUT!" I cried out, clutching the pillow that I covered myself with.

"What else don't I know?" He calmed his voice, stood up and went to look for his clothes.

"Get out. Please." My eyes turned red, tears dropping unstoppably.

Minute later I heard the door slam shut.

He left.

Left me crying.

Left me alone with my thoughts.

Left me alone with my blades.

As he said.
I'm sick in the head.