Hey all! Back again with a short continuation of Just for Tonight finally! Not sure where I'm going to take this story and just going with what comes to me so it's been a slow going process. Thanks for your patience and support! I hope you guys enjoy it!
© Just for Tonight
The morning's bright light filtered into the room through the open blinds and washed over the slumbering couple still entwined together on the bed. Kaelynn was draped over Lochlan's chest; his arms wrapped loosely around her form in his sleep. The apartment was quiet until suddenly there was a loud banging from the front room.
Tyrell's head jerked up from underneath his pillow, eyes still half closed as he was startled from sleep. Looking around blurrily to get his bearings, it finally registered that the sound was coming from the front of the apartment. Letting out a groan and dropping his head back down briefly, he blindly grabbed his phone from the side table next to his bed before finally sluggishly dragging his 6'2 form from his warm bed.
The banging continued as he threw open his bedroom door before making his way down the hall past Lochlan's bedroom. Already highly agitated from being wakened too damn early (his phone display told him that it was only 7:10), he became livid as the pounding increased. "Damn! Hold the fuck on! I'm coming!" he yelled out, ready to beat someone's ass.
Tossing his phone on the kitchen counter and finally reaching the door, he didn't even bother to check the peephole before he quickly unlocked it and threw it open, ready to curse the shit out of whomever it was that had lost their goddamn mind. Before he could get a word out, a whirlwind of blonde hair and long legs blew past him and into his living room.
"Lochlan! Lochlan! Where in the hell are you?" a thin, high pitched voice shrilled out from between a pair of plump full lips. Tyrell slowly blinked, still facing the now empty hall before he quickly turned to take in this uninvited guest with the voice of a chipmunk. Immediately, he could tell this morning would be a long one.
The girl currently standing next to his couch with her hands on her hips seemed to be entirely made up of toned long legs and tanned skin. His eyes started from the bottom and traveled up from a pair of dainty feet in sky high stilettos, over what seemed to be a pair of miles long, silky looking legs encased in a pair of cut off jean shorts, to land on a toned midriff bared by a crop top.
He could see a nice pair of breast that sat high and perky on her chest before he finally reached her face, which was composed of dainty features that spoke of a mixed heritage; some kind of Asian and white if he had to guess. The only feature that really stood out were her lips and as his eyes got caught on the pink plush looking pillows, he felt his dick slightly harden as he imagined them wrapped tightly around him as he fed his throbbing tool into her mouth.
Shakinf his head and clearing his throat to rid himself of the sudden nasty morning fantasy, he quickly finished his thorough once over and focused on a pair of almond shaped deep brown eyes. Eyes which now glared accusingly at him as she quickly tilted her head to the side; a gesture of impatience, he supposed, but reminded him of a bird. Her blonde hair shimmered in the light coming from the sliding glass doors and he wondered if it was as soft as it looked.
"Ehm, uh, can I help you?'', he rasped out, voice still gruff from sleep as he shut the door and then made his way into the living room to lean against the opposite side of the sofa. He let a smirk grace his face as he took in the girl's irate posture. He found her cute.
"Um, uh, yeah you can. Where is Lochlan?" she mocked him; her voice at an even higher pitch. She immediately felt like she wanted to punch this arrogant guy. His mischievous, but pretty hazel eyes twinkled at her from under a pair of thick long lashes she immediately envied. This made her even more annoyed. She had been trying getting a hold of Lochlan for four days now, but all her attempts of calling and texting went unanswered so she decided to hunt him down in person instead.
"I'm not sure I know who you're talking about. But it's nice to meet you. My name is Ty." Tyrell kept his smirk firmly in place as he crossed his arms, not batting an eye as he stared into the mystery girl's eyes. There was no way he was throwing his roomie under the bus. For one thing, this girl could be a crazy stalker; the way she had barged into the apartment made that highly likely. Even now she had a hectic energy about her that kept him wary but intrigued.
For another, he had briefly been woken deep in the night by the muffled moans, groans and headboard banging against the wall. Obviously Lochlan had gotten some hot ass last night and since there was no movement from his room, he figured the chick was still around. No way did he want some Jerry Springer type of shit happening in his front room this early in the morning.
"Alright, you know what Jeffery or whatever the hell your name is, I'm not here to play games. I know this is where Lochlan lives and if you don't tell him to bring his ass out here, I'll just have to drag him here myself." Cocking her hip and crossing her own arms, she stared him down, challenging him to defy her.
Letting out a scoff and standing to his full height, Tyrell lifted his hands in a surrender gesture. "Look chick. I'm not sure what your business with Lochlan is and quite frankly I don't care to know. All I do know is, you barged your tight little ass into my apartment,
without
any invitation from me,
without
exchanging pleasantries like normal people with home training do
and
without addressing me by my given name which I gave you not even a minute ago so right now I think what you need to do is turn your crazy ass around and march right back out that door before I get the police involved."
As he spoke he walked closer to her, trying to intimidate her with his size and was pleasantly surprised to find she came up to his chin. At his height he usually towered over women. He also liked whatever perfume she had on. It wasn't anything strong but very subtle and made him want to pull her in closer. She was even prettier than he initially thought up close. Her skin was clear and her brown eyes seemed to be made of the most sinful chocolate. She only wore a small amount of makeup and as his eyes went down to look at her succulent lips he felt his breath hitch.
At the mention of the cops, she felt her heart start to race. She didn't want any kind of trouble with the police; she just wanted to talk to the guy whom she thought she was dating. Sure, they didn't put labels on what they had, but in her mind they were boyfriend and girlfriend. She had worked hard to get Lochlan to notice her and made sure she was always around the apartment she shared with her friend Kaelynn in the skimpiest outfits she could get away with wearing.
After about eight months she finally got her chance. Lochlan had stumbled out of Kaelynn's bedroom one morning a few weeks ago. He looked like road kill, but he was still one of the sexiest men she'd ever seen in her life. She quickly made her move; as it just so happened, she was wearing her tiny sleep shorts and a light half tank. While making him food to soak up the alcohol still in his system, she made sure to show off her body to its best advantage while she made small talk to keep him interested.
Apparently it worked because he asked her to hang out later that night. She quickly accepted and by the next day they were fucking. Now he was trying to avoid her like she was the plague and she wasn't having it; not after she worked so hard to get him unwrapped from around Kaelynn's little finger.
Now, as Tyrell glared down into her eyes with an intensity she had never experienced before, she found her heart racing for a completely different reason. Swallowing thickly, she found herself scanning his handsome features. His skin was a nice warm tone; it reminded her of the sweet toffee her grandmother would make for her and her brother when they were kids.
His moderately full lips were framed by an immaculately groomed goatee that looked more silky than rough. His hair was cut closely to his scalp with waves and made his arresting features even more prominent. His eyes were his best feature by far in her opinion. The color seemed to put her under a spell; seeming an even mixture of browns, greens and gold that almost seemed to shimmer in certain lighting.
As he stepped closer to her, she suddenly felt really small. He was such a big man. Not super tall, but his form was nicely muscled and seemed hard even at rest. His sleekness reminded her of a predator that had no problem capturing its prey. As she thought this, his eyes left hers and seemed to zero in on her mouth. Almost unconsciously he licked his own lips before his gaze came up to lock onto hers once again. This time his eyes held a different kind of heat than they did before.
"I...I...I...don't...want...that. I mean, I don't want the police to come, I mean.'' She felt like her brain was in a fog. His scent washed over her senses; she thought it must be some kind of fabric softener. Taking a deep breath and shaking her head, she stepped back to get her head clear.
"Look, obviously we got off on the wrong foot. I'm sorry I forced my way in here, but I really need to speak to Lochlan. If he comes home or whatever, please tell him I stopped by." Still feeling shaky, she backed away slowly, her eyes still locked on his. As she finally made it to the door, she tore her gaze from his and turned to grab the doorknob before she was suddenly stopped by his hand grabbing onto hers.