Page 52 of Not Mine To Love

We hashed out the rest of the details while we ate, and when we were done I was feeling a sense of accomplishment. Maybe my love life was going nowhere fast, but at least I was getting my career in order.

After lunch, I headed home only to find Julius there again.

“What are you doing here?” I said as he got out of his car and followed me to the door of my condo.

“I just came over to play chess with Mrs. Nguyen.”

“Stop talking to my neighbors.”

“Well, you won’t talk to me. I have to talk to someone.”

“Why won’t you just go away?”

“I will, after you hear me out.”

“No thanks.”

“Have it your way. I guess you’ll just have to endure these little visits from me on the daily basis.”

Something told me that his words weren’t an empty threat.

Sighing, I unlocked the door and pushed it open. I called out to Dad and then remembered that he was at Lori’s. That meant I was alone with Julius. Oh no. What had I done?

I motioned for him to take a seat at the table. “Okay, you have two minutes…”

“This sounds familiar.”

I wanted to just say forget it all and give in. But I was better than that. At least I was trying to be better than that.

“Julius, you need to stop coming over.”

“You need to stop being so stubborn.”

He took my hands in his. “I’ve missed you lately. Life isn’t the same without you following me around wearing a very hideous wig.”

I fought the smile that threatened to expose me.

“Go ahead,” he said, still holding my hands. “Show me that pretty smile of yours. I’ve missed that the most.”

“Julius, we can’t do this. You shouldn’t be here.”

“Who are you trying to convince? Me? Or yourself?”

He didn’t wait for me to respond. He simply pushed the plastic table out of the way between us and pulled me in his arms.

I wanted to protest. I wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. Being in Julius’ arms was where I wanted to be. I told myself that I would just let him hold me for just a moment or two. What harm was a moment?

And so he held me, initiating nothing. Just holding me against his chest. I sighed and confessed, “I could stay like this forever.”

“And I would love to hold you like this… forever.”

I knew I had to pull away. I had to end this, but my body wasn’t cooperating. I wasn't sure who moved first; it was probably me. But one moment I was in his lap, just sitting there and the next, my arms were wrapped around his neck and my lips were on his.

I wanted him badly. The other night was still in my head. It was as if our night together had only whet my appetite for him. We stumbled into my bedroom, and I found suddenly that I was the aggressor.

I lowered myself to my knees and unzipped his pants. I yearned to taste him. He was clearly ready for me. He was long and hard and thick just like I knew he would be. I pulled his member into my mouth, taking in only the tip and sucking at the drop of desire I found there. He sighed and buried his hands in my hair, keeping my mouth on his sex as he pushed his hips forward, forcing me to take more of him in. I greedily opened my mouth wider to accommodate the size of him. I licked and sucked his sex, bringing my head back as far as Julius would let me before bringing the fullness of him into my mouth.

I could feel that he was about to come. He let go of my head, and I pulled back just enough to release him from my mouth and then I sucked gently on the head. He came then, and I pulled my mouth away and worked his sex with my hand, enjoying the feel of his member as he came hard, gasping my name. I let him come on my chest, rubbing his member in between my breasts.