"Maybe you should stay home Nesca. I mean, what's the point of rushing?" Rome said as she came out of the bedroom with one shoe on her foot, looking for something in frenzy. "It's not like he doesn't have another class to. . ."
"I am not rushing." She said, spotting the other shoe, quickly snatching it. "And I can take myself to class. I am not a child Jerome."
She sat to put on the other shoe, stood to examine her outfit, a plain white shirt and blue knickerbockers snugged her body. Blue and white high-tops with silver trim adorned her feet. She looked at Jerome, at the concerned look on his face.
"I'll be fine Rome. Trust me, there's nothing to worry about," she said, placing her hand on his shoulder.
"Just, be careful, alright shorty," he said. "Talk to you later." He leaned to kiss her forehead, turned slowly and left.
Nesca pulled into a parking spot on the college campus, dashed into the building and took the first vacant seat in her classroom. Johnny walked in a minute later, noticed her, but continued to his desk.
"Good morning class." He put his books and folder on the desk.
"Why does he look so... relaxed?" she thought. "Why isn't he more upset about my throwing him out?"
"Your homework will seem more, difficult." He shot Nesca a meaningful stare before continuing. "But if you take the time eventually you will see how easy it can be.
"What the. .? Is he trying to say I'm easy?" she thought.
She felt a bolt of hurt strike her heart. Tears sprung to her eyes, but she didn't let them fall. Nesca wanted to run home to cry herself to sleep, but decided to stick it out rather than bring attention to herself.
She listened to the lecture, waiting until after class was dismissed. After everyone left, she sat and waited for him to approach.
Nesca watched his every move. He wore black slacks and white dress shirt that made his burly arms look forceful. He looked so loose and casual, so confident. She stood, mimicked his stance, uncontrollable violence flared up in her. She slapped him across the face with all her strength.
"So I'm easy now?" she said gnashing her teeth. He struggled to regain his composure.
"WH-, what are you talking about?" he said, holding his red hot cheek, trying to keep his voice down, remembering where they were. She raised her hand to him again, threatening.
"Oh, so you want to play stupid now. Don't think I didn't notice that look you gave me." She spoke unsurely, tears flowing. "You think I'm easy Johnny, huh? YOU THINK I'M FU. . . "
Johnny quickly covered her mouth, glanced towards the door before turning to look again in her eyes.
"Now why would I think that?" he said, releasing her. She shot him a daring stare.
"You're referring to my lecture, I believe. I was speaking to the class, but it certainly applies to you." Johnny thought for a second to recall what he had said. "Oh. Okay, I see how you might misinterpret what I said, but really Nesca, this is my work, my life. This must be kept separate from "us" as a couple. But, I
was
talking about being difficult, Nesca. And that if we take our time to figure things out, life, like homework, can be easy." He said, reaching tenderly to wipe the stream of tears from her cheeks.
Johnny looked into her eyes with an intense and stimulating stare until she tore her eyes away. "I wouldn't talk like that to you, calling you easy, for one thing. I wouldn't want to incite you to violence, but I guess it's too late for that." He said holding his jaw, chuckling "You got me good."
"Whatever. It was not that hard." She sniffled, crossing her arms like a toddler, attempting to keep her distance, but he wasn't having that.
Johnny pulled her to his hard chest, stooping to kiss her cheek and down her neck. She tried to hide her gratification, but he knew exactly where to kiss to ease her nerves and excite her. She began to respond instantly, eagerly.
"You're my girlfriend now, can you please start acting like it," he said against her neck. He kissed her again and again, and then turned her to face him holding her arms against her body.
"Would you care to tell me what happened earlier, why you got all... zany. One minute you're fine and then the next thing I know, I get a heap of clothes in my face, you act all crazy and then, baffled , as indeed, I still am, I get thrown, tossed to the curb like trash."
"Really, zany?" She questioned, laughing, purposely ignoring his question.
"Yes really, but seriously, you sure everything's all right?" he asked, concerned, loosening his hold, stroking her arms.
"I can't just put it in plain words like that Johnny." She replied lightheartedly, now tensing again at his sentimental touch.
"That's all right, I can understand if you can't right now. I told you last night and I'll say it again. I like you. A lot more than you think," He said interlacing her fingers with his.
"Yeah, well... I'm still mad at you." Nesca said pulling away to finally get some distance between them.
"For what?" he said, throwing back his head and putting his hands on his head, a wild expression on his face.
"I gotta go," she said, peeking at the clock, ignoring his reaction. "I got to be somewhere in a couple minutes."
"Okay. Well, call me... for real this time, Nesca." He replied seriously then sat in the seat behind her and pulled her to him. "Friday, I'll be picking you up at... eight."
"Is that a date Professor?" She said turning around, raising her brow.
"Yes, it is Ms. Omorose. Now give me something to think about till then." he said, pulling her to stand against him, his legs spread wide as if to capture her, kissing her deeply. She returned the kiss passionately, running her fingers through his fine hair, messing it. She used her tongue then, moaning into his mouth as he groaned with pleasure. Her hand, at the nape of his neck, drew his mouth tight against hers. His hands grasped the twin globes of her shapely ass pulling her against his rising need.
Nesca kissed from his mouth to his cheek, then down the base of his neck, licking little wet spots, then blowing on them. She didn't stop until she felt his cock, long and hard, even through their clothing. She eased from his embrace. He stood and whispered in her ear "Damn! I said. . ."
"Do not even finish that statement." She said, cutting him off, laughing.
"I'm joking. Well... maybe." He said pulling her back into his arms.
"Talk to you later, Johnny," she said. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips. She was about to leave when he pulled her against him once more, held her by her ass.
"Baby, why are you tormenting me with all of this?" he said teasingly, kissing her neck, getting back to what he had started, grinding his sex against hers.
Nesca moaned softly as his mouth moved on her sensitive spot. His movements grew intense. She knew he would have her, take her, on every surface in the room if she didn't leave that moment.
"You have a class to teach professor." She tapped his chest, signaling to be released. After a moment, he reluctantly complied. "I'll call you. I Promise."
Again, she pecked his cheek, but this time she walked out. Looking back over her shoulder, she could plainly see the outline of his stiff manhood.
FRIDAY
Nesca walked through tall black aluminum barbed wire gates, the gates she had promised herself never to pass again. But here she was. As she passed the security guards, she murmured a quick hello, pausing to hug one in particular, Joseph. She passed huge double doors that whispered closed behind her. Nesca pushed through cherry wood doors into the office. "It took me some time but I finally figured it was you." She said putting down her purse on the chair.
"Is that my Nessie?" He said, turning to face her. "How are you doing, baby?"
"Reggie I'm not here to play your little games." she said. "You were at my apartment the other night. I recognized your smell... that cheap home made after shave you wear. And you went in my bathroom to get yourself a little peek at my private things."
She put on a malicious face so he would know how she felt. "I'm - warning - you," she said, moving closer with each word. "Stay -- far - away - from - me. You really wouldn't want me to pull out my little peacemaker, now would you? I didn't think so." She ended with a faux smile.
Reggie stood, moved from behind the desk, stood before her, towering over her by a foot, trying to intimidate her with his size, his charm, his beauty. He was a smooth shade of mocha, with salt and pepper hair. Though a bit older than most men Nesca knew, he knew how to bed women at the snap of his fingers.
He tried, though he didn't have to. Women swarmed him. Maybe it was his charm, his model's figure, or those light brown eyes that pulled them all in, including Nesca.
He was a wealthy businessman who had never taken no for an answer, but there was something about Nesca that made him crazy. When Reggie had first seen her couple of years back, he knew she was to be his. He talked his smooth talk, tried to buy her affection with things every woman dreamed of, but Nesca had never accepted any of his lavish gifts.
He had always tried to find some way to get to her mind. She knew his game and had denied him again and again. He never had stopped trying to get her.
"Excuse me Nessie if I care a-"
"Don't you dare call me that name," she interrupted him. "I came here to tell you I know what you're up to, but you can stop, just stay the hell out of my life. You never will have me Reggie."
"Really, never?" he chuckled. "You always were a tough one."
"You knew what you were doing, saying to yourself, 'Oh she'll do'. Then you come around acting like I was the only one. You knew what we had was nothing and would never have been." She gave a humorless laugh "You're just a low down dirty piece of crap, you know that?"
"Wow I am shocked that you would think such a thing of me. That's not. . ."
"Not what? Go ahead," she yelled, but he stayed silent. "You can't even admit to anything you've caused. If it wasn't for Joey standing outside the door that night, you wouldn't be enjoying life right now. Then you hired Rome so you could keep your eyes lurking, like you were actually trying to keep eyes on him when in reality, it was your way of stalking me. Bet you thought I didn't notice those guys following me and all the 'sudden' money from this little scam you call a business go into my accounts." She referred to his office.
"I never doubted you did. You're a smart girl." He replied.
"Jerome helped me when I was recovering from all the pain I had gone through. Because of whom? You know how to take every little thing from me, don't you, Reggie? Let me tell you this, I still have a heart, but push me and it will turn to ice. And when it does, I'll use icicles to pierce your bloodless heart," she said, struggling to keep her composure.
"You really don't get it, do you? I will always have you, Nessie." he said flipping his head arrogantly, moving between her and the door.
