A new romance has inspired me to write short stories, I have never done this before so any pointers and positive criticisms are welcome. I hope you enjoy.
For Marian. You make me unbroken.
You tossed the phone down onto the couch and looked over at me playing a racing game on the Playstation.
"I'm bored," you say, laying your head back against the couch.
"Yeah," I mumble. My eyes never leaving the screen.
"Do you wanna do something?" you ask.
I am quiet for a minute before replying, "I am doing something."
You give me a dirty look while I play and move a little closer to me. "Maybe we can do something that we'll both enjoy," you purr to me while nudging my leg.
"Babe. Not now," I say, my eyes never leaving the screen.
"Why not?" you ask, feeling a little annoyed with my indifference.
"Because I'm playing this and I'm winning?" I say.
You groan at me, "C'mon baby, play with me."
My eyes stay focused to the game.
You huff and grabbed the controller from me.
"Give it back!" I say, trying to grab it from you.
"No!" you reply, tossing it behind me.
I look to you a little bit annoyed, "Why are you being difficult?"
You move towards me and climb on my lap straddling me, "I'm not. You are."
I look at you, clearly still a little cross, "Am I?"
Your lips purse up to a cute smirk, "Yes, you are."
"How?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"Because. You're more worried about that stupid game than you are about your horny girlfriend." You say, leaning closer to me.
I bite my lip and move my hands to your hips, "And that's pissing you off?"
You nod, "Yes, It is."
I smirk at you, "Well, why don't you teach me a lesson, baby?"
You lean in and gently graze your lips across mine, "Oh, I will," you mutter under your breath.
I smile and kiss you, letting my tongue brush over your bottom lip. You keep your mouth closed and I groan, "Why are you being a tease?"
You tilt your head a little, "Why should I give you what you want when you ignored me before?" I grip your hips a little tighter, attempting another kiss.
You flash a cheeky grin, not letting my lips reach yours and slide off my lap, kneeling on the floor between my legs.
I bite my lip and watch as you slide your hands slowly up my thighs, undoing the button on my jeans and pull the zipper down. Your fingers hook into the waistband of my jeans and I lift my bum up, letting you pull them down.
You yank them off and drop them onto the floor. Looking to me, your tongue licking your lips, as your hand moves slowly towards the tent in my boxers.
You rub your hand over my cock and I moan. You smile and rub a little harder,
"Does that feel good, babe?"
I lay my head back against the couch and mumble, "Yeah,"
Your hands move to the elastic of my boxers and tugged them a bit. "Lift up," you tell me.
I lift my bum again and help you remove my undies.
Your hand once again slides up my thigh and take my almost fully hard cock into your hand. You run your thumb over the head before pumping it slowly.
"Mmmmmm baby," I moan, biting my lip.
You look at me and squeeze a little harder, I slightly buck my hips.
You lean down and press a soft kiss to the tip before swirling your tongue around my cock. My fingers run through your hair and I moan again.
"Fuck, babe."