Shadows Of Pleasure

Days passed by and the wetness came again and again making her uncomfortable as she could not hold herself back. 

The temporary relief she had yearned for and had been giving to herself by touching herself soon disappeared and the itch came back each time stronger and stronger.

Knowing that she could no longer hold this in, she grabbed her phone and went through her contact list to come upon a number. It was the man who was always hitting on her when she was still with Jake.

Dialing the number she waited patiently for it to ring before he picked it up.

"Well speak of the devil," he chuckled over the phone. "You decided to call me today. It must be Christmas morning because you just made my day."

She smiled but she was not in the mood for this.

"Hey, are you busy?"

"No."

"Are you in the building?"

"Janet, I'm your neighbor. Of course I am around. You know I work from home."

"Wanna come over?"

She heard a gasp in the background before something dropped on the floor. Soon enough, a knock shattered her silent world as she smiled to herself. He was here.

Getting out of bed in her sexy lingerie, she popped her cleavage to show before making sure her long legs showed in the clothing.

She opened the door to see the man standing before her with no shirt and a blue shirt that was too tight his erection was visible.

Seeing the top of his divk throbbing within his shorts made her crave for him as she grabbed him by the neck, taking him into the room before closing the door shut.

They kissed like animals, as he carried her to drop her on her kitchen counter. Within seconds, he had spread her legs and started going down on her, slurping her and making her eyes go in with his tongue.

She gasped with each move he made until a shadow appeared before her.

At first she tried to shake it off and focus on the good sex she would be having soon but the shadows kept on coming which had her pushing the man away from her.

"Are you okay?" he asked, cleaning his wet lips as she looked around.

"Yes," she laughed nervously. "How about we just get right into fucking? I'm already wet."

"Alright," he smiled, carrying her to her bedroom before removing his shorts. His dick bounced around as he proceeded to get into her.

His tip touched her entrance sending her crazy as she saw a shadow form of Alastor which had her irritated.

"Stop," she sighed but he was too horny to do so. "Stop!"

She pushed him backwards as he fell onto his knees watching her wrap herself with the bedsheet.

"What is wrong with you? I thought you called me here to fuck."

"I changed my mind. I'd like you to leave now."

"Are you fucking serious?! I left everything to be with you right now."

"No, you left everything to have sex with me."

"That's the point. What do you think I'm here for? To fix your kitchen sink?"

She sighed, cleaning the sweat from her face. "I'm sorry I led you on…"

"You did more than lead me on. I had my tongue inside you a few minutes ago and was about to stick my dick in you before you decided to push me away. What's your deal?"

"I don't know!" she yelled. "I just want you out."

They had a staring contest before he groaned out of bed cussing her out as he wore his shorts.

His dick went from being hard rock to limping around like a wet sock.

"You are the worst," he said when he was ready to go. "And I never want to see you again or have you calling me for anything."

He left the room only to pop back in. "Also, delete my number because I'm blocking you."

He exited before opening and banging her apartment door.

She sat on the bed feeling embarrassed for what she had almost done before getting to her feet to look around her.

She walked to the kitchen and remembered how the man had been inside her with his tongue.

She would have had a good time if not for Alastor's face showing in her mind.

With a grunt, she pushed a vase off a shelf as it shattered across the wall sending splinters in different directions.

She picked up her broom and smacked the chair which fell to the ground.

Her anger rose as she could not tell what was wrong with her anymore.

These days she was getting horny and touching herself was not working out. She knew she needed someone to hold her and she had called someone only to have the person kicked away because she didn't want him anymore.

What was going on?

Tossing the broom aside, she fell to the ground curled up like a ball as she cried her eyes out.

She had never wanted anyone the way she did at the moment but now she knew what she wanted and it was him.

She was ready to admit that all she wanted was Alastor. He was the one who could make the itch go away.

Having to deal with this itch alone was not working. No one else could make it stop but him and she was ready to admit defeat.

Standing to her feet to see the mess all around her, she walked to the toilet to look into the mirror.

She could see her eyes puffed and her hair in a mess. 

These past few days had been rough and here she was not being able to hold herself back from being wet every morning.

Alastor didn't want her anyway, why was she thinking about him?

In anger, she punched the mirror as it shattered under the impact but not before cutting her fist.

She bled red in the sink, turning off the shower to clean up as the pain masked the horny feeling she was having.