Sixteen
I swear I was sleeping peacefully in Dylan's bed. I was cradling a pillow to my casket. And loved how clean it smelt and how soft it felt. The sun was beaming through Dylan's hangouts causing me to stir. Generally, waking up was a simple task for me; I was a morning person after all. Or perhaps time and again. I moaned when the first ray of sun hit my face.
Picking up the alarm timepiece on the nightstand to the leftism, I looked at the time and it read at 655. Work at the office started at 8. I had an hour to get ready and get going.
“ Ugh, why is it so beforehand?” I placed the timepiece back on the face and sluggishly began to sit up. I put my hand to my head which was palpitating. “ Nothing a little Excedrin can’t handle.” Crawling out of the warm bed, naked, I walked to the restroom and fumbled through Dylan's bottles of what sounded to be endless piles of drugs. Intriguing, I noway allowed he looked like the kind that would be on any of these. Not that I knew what any of them was indeed for. But I didn't find anything that I sounded to be familiar with so I walked back to the bedroom.
Where was Dylan indeed? He wasn't on the bed with me when I had woken up.
It was also I heard what sounded like a blast of CNN and further fox news.
Of course, Dylan was an operative, that must have been his kind of tea.
“ Hey, beautiful.” I heard him say. I was a little startled as I turned to look at where he was standing. By the door stand leading to the hallway. Dylan stood there leaning to the side, his hair was beautifully messy. He wore nothing but his blue-lined prizefighters and boy was this man's body laid out. His abs were well-toned out and so was his member.
I couldn't believe we had done it.
I mean everything was supposed to be professional you know but holding myself back was damn hard. But no one had to know, we could always be fuck musketeers behind everyone's back.
“ You do not mind me gaping?” He asked as his eyes dallied over my naked body. I didn't mind, he'd seen, touched, and tasted all of me. And I just felt reckless with me, he made me feel kinky.
“ No, I do not mind,” I replied walking over to him and meeting his lips.
“ I really like you, you know.”
Ah, excuse me!
. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, no passions just coitus, I had Mark.
“ Dylan what we had last night, it was beautiful.”
He smiled.
“ I want more, you're the one for me, Ellen.”
I got down from him but he pulled me back and brought me to his casket. His hands were around my midriff, also they went down stroking my butt. Oh those hands.
“ You know it's just coitus right?”
Dylan's eyes narrowed and widened as if in both unbelief and surprise. Bell rings a big man.
“ You should get going, work, remember?” He said releasing me from his hold. I couldn't tell if he was frenetic at me or if he was accepting what I had said. What did he suppose? That we were in a relationship now, there are what we call alliances and one-night stands.
“ I'm sorry if anything, let me get to the shower.” I nervously said. Dylan's address sounded to have changed and I didn't know him too well, for all I knew, he could punch me.
The bath had some great handling of hot water. I demanded to wash off the residue of the alcohol and the great coitus from the former night.
When I was done, I walked back to the bedroom and Dylan snappily walked in and shut the door to the restroom.
As I was busy wiping off the water, I heard my phone buzz. I seized my bag and pulled it out and it was mute calling. I recalled that I had told them I would each, they must have been bothered.
“ Mum, good morning.”
“ Oh why did you not call back, we've been bothered.”
I know, I know
.“ I'm so sorry, I've been caught up with some work-related issues.”
I heard pater in the background and he was asking for mute to give him the phone.
“ You should come and visit eventually Ellen, we miss you.”
“ I miss you guys too, I'll take some time.”
My pater was right, it had been a long time since I had visited, ever since I got a job and had my own payment. I hadn't visited important and I guess I had come distant from them.
“ Let me head off to work, have a great day you too.”
“ We love you.” I heard them say in accord
“ I love guys too.”
I hung up and realized that Dylan set my dress from last night on the bed. I reached for it and it smelt clean, no alcohol, no coitus on it.
I snappily got dressed and when he came out of the bathe said
“ What time do intelligencers start work?”
Was that supposed to be a tease or did he wants me gone?
“ It's 8, let me get going.” I rolled my eyes and began to walk to the door. I was awaiting him to call me back, to kiss me farewell at least but I guess, he wasn't having it.
I snappily got in a hack and I saw Mark's name flash on my phone screen.
“Baby, how did digging for the case go?”
Oh, Mark, I wish you knew how steamy, lustful and how great it went, lots of great detail to that.
“Hi, sadly, nothing really came up.”
“OH sorry about that, I can always help where I can, you should come.”
I know that involved some quick sex in his office, I loved the thoughts of kinkiness that came through my mind.
“Thanks, I will.”
“See you till then”
“See you.”I hung up. And I was smiling, I was not sure what my life had become, there were a lot of men involved that was for sure and my only hope was not for it all to turn back and bite my ass.
