Sexy? Why yes I am.

I told Aunia I would hang out with her later, I wanted to see Vonia. I was actually missing Vonia’s long blonde styled hair that shined whenever we were in the sun. I missed her grayish silver eyes and those long lashes that are natural. A lot of girls have to wear mascara to make them longer, but I’ve seen her without them, there still long. I love that rose tattoo that’s on her neck. I definitely miss her smile, I don’t know why, but her smile is so, well, addictive. I’m not in a particular rush in getting in her pants. Normally I have a limit to how patient I can be, but with her, I feel like the limit is a long ways away, I think.

I walked out of my house and started to walk to her place, I mean come on do I really need to get in my car just drive two doors down? No, I don’t. That’s what a fat ass would do; even a fat ass could walk that far down without breaking much of a sweat.

I walked up to her door and knocked. Vonia answered it; she had a smile on her face, “About time Nate.” She said.

I shrugged and walked in and she shut the door.

“What are we doing today my sweet little star?” I said smiling.

She laughed as I put my arm around her and leaned on her, she planted herself firmer to the ground since I did that.

“Well, we’re going to bake a cake and cupcakes and decorate them.” said Vonia.

“I’m really messy when I cook things like that.” I said laughing.

She smiled big and then said, “Well that’s why you’ll be cleaning up with me after.”

“I’m terrible at cleaning.” I said.

“Yeah, uh huh, sure you are.” said Vonia.

“No really! I am!” I said.

“Liar.” She said.

“I am not lying!” I said.

“You are too!” said Vonia.

“I am not!” I said.

“You are going to help me clean up, whether you like it or not.” said Vonia, and then she pushed me and started to walk into the kitchen.

I smiled and walked right in after her.

“So boss, what are we doing this for?” I said smiling.

“I have an all girl’s party I’m going too, and I needed some help making these.” said Vonia.

“So you needed help? I thought you just wanted to hang out with me, for fun.” I said and winked at her.

She rolled her eyes, “Well of course, I never said you couldn’t eat any after we finish.” She said.

“Well we better make a lot, I love sweets.” I said.

Vonia smiled, “Me too.” She said and she grabbed out all of things that we would need to make all this crap, setting it all down on all the counters.

“So I made a station for each and every batch, so you’ll make a box, and so will I, and we’ll keep doing this over and over till every box I have is cooked.” said Vonia.

“Sounds like a good idea.” I said and stood right next to her. She started to open the box, and pouring the powder into the bowel, I copied as she did. It’s not that I didn’t know how to make cupcakes, or a cake, I just, didn’t know if she did it differently.

After about three boxes of baking all of those cupcakes, and that single cake, and waiting for them to be done in between it all I was ready to be done. We weren’t even close to finishing, but I’m so done with it, for sure. I was on the opposite side of her this time, and I wasn’t really paying attention to what I was doing anymore, so when I looked down I thought it looked somewhat odd. I thought maybe I should just pick up what I had and ask her about it. It sounded like a good idea, but when I picked the bowel up and turned around, I walked straight into her, and all that was in the bowel is now on Vonia.

Her jaw dropped and she was looking right at me, as if saying, “Seriously!?”

I took a step back, “Oh shit! Sorry Vonia!” I said.

“Hey, look at it this way Vonia, you look pretty damn hot in chocolate.” I said and gave her thumbs up. She shook her head and turned around and grabbed her bowel of mixture goods.

I took another step back, “No, no, no, put it down Vonia…” I said taking another step back; a huge grin was placed on her face.

She threw all of what was in the bowel on me, and that’s when war was declared. We started running over to other stations that had all of the stuff mixed, and stuck our hand in the bowel and throwing chocolate and vanilla mix at each other.
She was laughing and so was I, I tried dodging them and so did she. Although, our efforts were futile, we still got covered in chocolate and vanilla mix. Which wasn’t really bad compared to things you could be covered in.

I pulled her close to me and she pushed me, when she pushed me, I fell back and she tried to grab onto me to prevent me from hitting the floor hard, only for her to end up slipping and landing right on top of me. Which, I’ll be honest, it hurt, but it was actually worth it when I had her body on top of mine, and her grayish silver eyes staring into my blue ones.

I put my hand on her cheek, and while still looking into her eyes, I said, “I see how it is, you get to land on a nice warm and soft body while I land hard on a cold and hard floor.”

She giggled a bit, mumbled a sorry, and then kissed me. I slid one of my arms around her waist holding her tightly against my strong body, and the other was on her cheek as we passionately kissed, soon enough we were making out on the floor that was covered in chocolate and Vanilla mix, just like us. It was all so sweet though, my love for sweets, my desire for this girl, all of the sudden combined into one. I slid my hands up her shirt on her back as we kissed, biting each other’s lip, pressing our tongues against one and other; she’s so passionate.

She sat up just for a moment, so that I could slid her shirt off, to see her now stained white lacey bra. I smirked, and grabbed her ass as we continued to kiss, sitting up now, she slid my shirt up and off me, and right when it was off me, our lips went right back to where it seemed they belong, together. After I unhooked her bra and slid it off her, she pressed her chest against my chest, kissing me rougher; I liked this very much. She stopped kissing me only to bite my ear and to whisper, “Take us to my room.” I smirked and put my hands on her ass, hoisting her up, her legs were now tightly around my waist as I made it to her room, with my lips still kissing hers. I didn’t struggle in the least bit in making it there.

Once I made it to her room, I slammed her against the wall, and I pinned her hands up against the wall, she moaned in surprise and I kissed her, grinding against her just a little. When our lips gasped for air, she only had time to say one word, “Shower,” I automatically knew what she wanted. I released her legs, and worked on her pants and she worked on mine, I slid hers off and she practically ripped mine off. She was once more, tightly wrapping her legs around my waist as I made it into her bathroom; she slammed the door shut, locking it quickly as we stripped the last article of clothing and went right into the nice, warm shower, which soon became extremely hot; once it was in…

A couple hours later I wake up in her bed, with her sleeping on me and her arm across my body, with mine around her. I guess I really couldn’t help but to smile on how cute she looked, I slid my fingers through her beautiful long blonde hair, and then I froze. What was I doing? I should’ve left by now; I’m never at someone’s place this long after sex. I tried to gently remove myself, replacing my body with a pillow she could hold. I pulled on my boxers from the shower, and then I slid on my dirty pants, I had to go downstairs to grab the shirt. I went over to her side of the bed and grabbed my phone, before I could leave she grabbed onto my hand.

“Don’t leave.” She said when I turned back to look at her. She had a sleepy look on her face mixed with a strong desired look in her eyes.

Normally, a look like this is easy to resist, since I’ve been with plenty of girls, but a big part of me wanted to stay with her.

I sighed.
Then I slid my pants back off and went back into the bed with her, she smiled and cuddled close to me.

I shook my head and smiled, and held her closely.

As she slept, I started to think. I’ve known Vonia for about three months now, and I haven’t slept with her till now. Why did I wait? Why would I wait, why didn’t I just take her? I wanted to take my time with her, but I didn’t want to wait this long, or so I thought. I don’t really stay in bed with a girl after I sleep with them, I mean, I sleep. Normally, once I’m awake I get up and go, no matter what they say, but she got me to stay, and she hardly tried. I’ve been choosing to hang out with her fully knowing I wasn’t going to be able to sleep with her yet, over girls I knew I would’ve slept with if I had gone over.
Sometimes at lunch I’ll walk a different way to see if I see Vonia. Now that I really think about it, I’ve done a lot of things with Vonia that I don’t normally do, and I never really thought about that till now. I’m starting to do things I did with the first girl I ever fell in love with, Ava.

I can’t be in love with Vonia though; I don’t ever want to be in love with someone ever again. I want the pleasure, not the heartbreak. I’ve never been reminded of Ava till now, till I started to really think about this. I never wanted to think of Ava again, ever. What she did to me, I couldn’t even handle it back then, and I wonder if I could now. Ava was the girl who made the man I am today, not all of it, but a lot of it. Ava played a big part in my life; she destroyed a lot of what I held close to me. It’s my fault to though, I let her have what she wanted, I caved into whatever she wanted, all because of the stupid feelings I had for her, and I was in love. A lot of the things she did were really unforgiveable, but since I loved her so much, anything she did felt as if I was well deserved of it…

My phone began to ring, it interrupted my thoughts.

I reached down and grabbed the phone out of the pocket of my pants and checked to see who it was.

Aunia.
I simply let it go to my voicemail, and then I got up and put my clothes on.

“I have to go.” Was all I said to Vonia and I walked away quickly.

When I made it home, I opened my phone to see a text from her, it was an address.

She told me to come over whenever I was free today.

I was free right now.

I drove over to her place, and when I came up to the door, it was open.

“Uh, Aunia?” I said, just standing there at the door.

“Come in, and shut the door too!” I heard her yell from the kitchen.

I did exactly that. Maybe I shouldn’t have come over. I feel like complete shit.

I walked into the kitchen to see her cooking, the food smelled delicious.

“I wanted to cook for you, so you can get a taste on just how good of a cook I am.” She said with a smile.

It was around six, which is the time I normally eat dinner, so I guess this is fine.

I smiled and hugged her from behind, “It better be good, or else I’ll tease you about it.”

“Oh please! It’ll be amazing.” She said and turned her head slightly and kissed me, and then turned back and kept on cooking.

I let go and sat down at the table and we began to talk as she cooked.

When she finished she put a plate of food down in front of me and then sat across from me and ate.

She had a big smile on her face when she saw my face light up after taking a bite of the food.

“Who’s a good cook now?” She said smiling.

I rolled my eyes, “You babe.”

“That’s right.” She said and started eating more of her food.

She cooks better than my Mom does, which is pretty damn good. I ate everything I had on that plate, plus more. She’s a really good cook.

I finished and so did she and we just talked some more.

“You know, when you hugged me like you did, it was almost like we were a couple.” said Aunia, and she blushed.

I make all girls feel that way princess, you’re nothing special.

I just smiled and drank some of the water I had.

“You’re a really awesome guy Nate. You’re like a guy I see in the movies, coming up behind his wife and hugging her. I’d love to marry a guy like you.”

When she said the words, “Marry a guy like you,” I choked on my water.

Marriage is the last thing on my mind, hell; I probably won’t ever marry in my LIFE. This is starting to freak me out, I need to leave.

I guess what I was thinking showed on my face.

“I’m sorry!” she said.

I got up and she ran after me, pulling me back.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to scare you, I just liked the idea of it, you know? I was just making small talk! Please don’t go. I really like you!” she said, and next thing you know she shoves me against the couch, which I fell over. As soon as I was sitting up, she was between my legs, quickly unfastening my pants, and grabbing me, and saying, “Let me make it up to you.”

The word, “no,” didn’t make it out of my mouth quick enough, she had hers on my cock, and all that came out of me, was a moan. My eyes closed, and gripped onto the edges of the couch, she is really good at this. By the time I opened my eyes, she was fully naked, and damn did she have a good looking body. At this point, I couldn’t resist, I pulled her on top of me and well, she and I went at it for a while.

By the time she let me leave, it was around three in the morning.

As I was driving home, I couldn’t help but to think about how I almost said no to her. I was going to say no to her, and I never say no to a blow job. If I was quicker in saying no, this might’ve all been avoided. I’ve slept with two women today, two. To be honest, I didn’t want to sleep with another girl after I did for the first time with Vonia. Which is weird to me, because for me, it’s, “The more the better,” I’m not the type to hold back from having more sex, if I can have it, I’ll take it. I could’ve avoided it if I said no quicker, but come on, can you really blame me for not being quick enough in saying it? How often do I say no to sex? It’s rare, so rare, it hasn’t happened in a long time. The only times it does happen, is when I suspect the girl has something. If the girl is too much of a slut, I don’t tap that, not at all. I might not think twice on a lot of things, but I do watch myself when it comes to doing it with a girl.

I think maybe I should stay away from Aunia for a while. I think she likes me a little too much; it’s making her look desperate. I know she isn’t, but she’s making herself look bad. I think she’s fallen for me, and man, unless I want something out of this, I’m not taking it. I think she’s a nice and attractive girl, hopefully she finds a man who wants to marry her, and I hope he isn’t like me. She deserves better than that, she’s really needs to learn when to back off though.

I parked in the driveway and went right into the house, and right to my room.

I stripped off my shoes, my shirt, my pants, and went right to bed.

My head hurts like a bitch, too much thinking on this crap.

Ah shit, I have school tomorrow too; man I’m going to be so tired.