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Hmm, since you put it that way…
I’m not even reading into that.
How about lunch this afternoon? I could use a good slice of pizza.
I’m in no condition to leave my apartment. What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow it is. I’ll stop by at noon.
I spent the rest of the day nursing a hangover. By early evening, my headache finally abated, and I felt decent enough to eat something. I went to bed early, and when I woke up on Sunday morning, I debated whether I should work out or take it easy.
Jay had recommended a trainer in midtown, and I hadn’t yet started working with him. Enzo Miliano was also a former MMA fighter. I decided on the same schedule I kept with Jay. Wednesday was my first session with Enzo, and for the time being, I was working out in the gym downstairs. I decided to rest rather than run myself ragged.
I read The New York Times that was dropped at my door each morning and sipped a cup of green tea. By the time noon rolled around, I was dressed and ready to take Marc out to lunch. I hoped he would be as nice as he was on Friday. I might have myself another friend.
I wiped the sweat from my upper lip and looked over at Marc. We just had sex, and he was a machine. Something came over me while we had lunch together. I liked him even though our relationship started off the way it did. He rolled the condom off and planted a kiss on my lips before he went to throw it away.
“Christ, Samantha. If I knew you were a little wild cat in bed.”
I finished his sentence. “You wouldn’t have been such an ass?”
“I would have fucked you sooner.”
We had taken a cab from the pizza shop after a pleasant lunch, and I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes. I felt Marc running his finger over my jawline, and I fluttered open my lids. It was like electricity between us, and I could feel the crackling as he pressed his lips to mine.
The driver had to tell us three times that we arrived at my building before we broke apart and threw some money at him. Marc had asked if he should come up, and I know he wanted to based on the bulge in his jeans. I pulled him into the elevator, and his hands cupped my breasts while he claimed my mouth.
Clothing was strewn from the door to the master, and we fell into bed together. Marc had to get up to retrieve a condom from his wallet. He was large, but not quite as large as Austin. I waited with anticipation for him to fuck me. He had a nice long penis, and we engaged in a minute or two of foreplay before he entered me.
His hips churned against mine, pistoning his cock in and out of me with precision. I moaned loudly and dug my nails into the muscles of his arms. He gave me a fast orgasm, and I bucked and arched my back, tensing against his pulsing organ as I began to come. He didn’t stop, pounding me hard and ignoring my cries of how sensitive I was. A minute later he had me coming again, and he joined me, ramming himself deep inside me as he climaxed.
It was very unlike the sex I had with Austin, who was gentler and more attuned to my emotions. But then again, he loved me. There was chemistry between Marc and me, but I doubted it would turn into anything.
“Just fucked me but still acted like an ass?”
“No. I’m sorry for that. I thought you were totally hot when I first met you. I was angry, and I took it out on you.”
I turned on my side to play with the soft hair on his chest. “It sucks to be dumped.”
“I’m sure you’ve broken plenty of hearts.”
“Not really. I’ve had my heart broken though, so I know how it feels.”
“I still love her, but she doesn’t want anything to do with me. I guess it was all about money. What about you?”
“He’s marrying someone else. His grandmother lives here, and she says he still cares about me, but if that were true, then he wouldn’t be marrying another.”
“We’re some pair.”
“I like you, Marc. I want to be friends.”
“Can we be friends with some of this occasionally?”
“I wouldn’t mind. I’m not rich with dates right now.”
“I’m not ready for any dates right now. I compare them to her.”
I do the same thing, so don’t feel bad.
