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  This really wasn't the way I wanted things to start. But I was still hopeful that we could somehow get on the same page again.

  “So what kind of hours are you going to be working at your job?”

  “Mostly nights. That will be good, because I will stay out of your hair.”

  He told me that it wasn't a big deal. Gary was used to living with someone. He told me that he wasn't worried about me being there.

  “I have a feeling that I'm going to like you being around Dana.”

  Gary said that and I knew instantly what he was talking about. I didn't have to ask because I knew exactly what was going on in his head. How could it be any different? He had seen all of me and in such a state. I don't know how I was going to be able to get past that. It was hard enough to look at him right now, especially when he looked at me the way he was.

  Chapter 5

  Gary

  We talked for a little bit and finally I felt like I knew her. I was grateful for that. I didn't want my busting in on her the night before, to ruin anything that was going on. I wanted Dana as a roommate, even if I had to cool off. I was all about the long game and even though I have been known to be a player, I had to think that Dana was worth it. From what I had seen the night before, she certainly was.

  Looking at my watch, I realized that it was time for me to go to work. This was a morning that I didn’t even want to go in. I would have much rather stayed here with Dana, but I knew that I couldn't. I had too many things to do at the moment and whatever it was that was going on between us, I was just going to have to wait. I was going to have to wait see what happened. No matter how hard that seems to be at the moment.

  “Well, I think I have to go. Don't want to be late for work.”

  “I have to work tonight, but I can make something for dinner and put it in the fridge before I go if you want. Do you have any preference?”

  The question led me to too many things that popped in my head, but none of them had anything to do with food. A preference that I had, she didn't want to hear about. It was too soon.

  “No, but if you make anything, I would be grateful.”

  “I can't tell you how nice it is to have something someone to cook for. I have lived by myself for a while and I hate to do it for just one person.”

  She had this smile on her face and I could tell that she actually liked to cook. Dana lit up and I liked to see it. I had told her that she didn’t have to cook, it wasn’t required, but I wasn’t going to turn it down. She was very good at it.

  “I’m glad that you answered my ad Dana. I have a feeling that we’re going to be great together.”

  Dana agreed, but she couldn’t meet my eyes for very long.

  “Have a good day at work Gary.”

  “You too. Maybe I will see you when you get off.”

  “Maybe.”

  I was going back to my room to get ready for work, a hard cock in tow that I was going to have to take care of as well. It was already hurting, and I knew that I hadn’t really thought of everything, when I brought her in as a roommate. Now I was going to sport a damn woody all the time. That was going to get painful quick, and I wasn’t really looking forward to it all that well.

  I was going to have to convince her that we were supposed to be more than just roommates or I was going to be driven crazy in the process.

  Chapter 6

  Dana

  After my first night at work, I was tired when I got in. It had been a while since I’d worked at a restaurant or had to rather and I was beat. It wasn’t what I remembered, and I hoped that I would be able to get back into my arts before too long. That’s where my personal happiness lied, and I was already ready to get back to it.

  The apartment was quiet when I got home. It was already past midnight, so I figured that Gary was already asleep. I needed some quiet time and considering what he’d walked in on before, I still really wasn’t ready to face him, childish or not. It was self-preservation more than anything else.

  When I went upstairs, I stopped by his door for a moment, but I didn’t hear anything, so I went on to my room. I didn’t have anything to do besides take a shower, so I grabbed a towel and headed in there. It was nice to get the day off of me and I wrapped my pink towel around me before going out. I should have brought clothes to change into, but instead I was prepared to make the sprint to my room dripping.

  Instead of going straight to my room, I went down to the kitchen to grab a drink and then I was going to do some organizing and unpack the last few boxes that I had. It was going to be a quiet night, but I was stopped coming up the stairs.

  I tripped on nothing at all and I had to grab the bannister to steady myself. I had one hand on my towel and the other holding the drink. The drink had been too precious apparently, because the towel fell halfway off and part of one breast was showing.

  This was not something that I wanted to be repeated, but again, I was standing in front of him with far less on than I should have had, and I was speechless. Neither one of us said anything. I moved past him, and he didn’t move to one side or the other, so I had to brush up against him in my retreat. It wasn’t dignified, and my face was flaming when I got to my room.

  I leaned up against the door for a moment to catch my breath. I was going to have to be more careful. Maybe living with some guy was a bad idea, especially when it was a guy like Gary. I had far too many bad thoughts in my mind for this to work out.

  ***

  The next morning, I got up and tried to forget about the day. I told myself that I wasn’t going to leave the bathroom without my clothes on, so that I would stop flashing Gary. This was just harder than it had to be and all I had to do was keep my clothes on. It didn’t seem like it would be that hard to do. Gary was my roommate, nothing more.

  I kept repeating that to myself over and over again as I walked downstairs. I could hear him in the kitchen and I was surprised that he was in there. Yesterday, he had woken up late and only seemed interested in coffee at first. We really hadn’t been around each other that much, to really know much about each other.

  When I got down there, I could smell bacon cooking and I was rather shocked to see that he was making breakfast.

  The next shock came from what he was wearing to do so. He didn't have a shirt on and he only had boxers on his bottoms. There was a large tattoo on his back. Gary was just full of surprises this morning and I was eager to see that I have been right about the state of his physique. The man was muscle-bound for days and it was hard for me to keep my eyes off of him.

  I watched him move around the kitchen with ease, even after he told me that he couldn't cook. Obviously, that wasn’t true. The way he was moving, it made me wonder what else he was fairly competent at.

  He turned around after flipping pancakes and saw me standing there. He jolted a little bit and I could help but smile at him. It was good that I felt like I have the upper hand if only for a moment.

  “Looking good Gary. It smells good for somebody who can't cook.”

  “All men can cook bacon.”

  “Is that the rule?”

  He made me giggle a little bit, but I was quickly getting overheated from the state of his body. I couldn't say anything after all. He had seen me naked twice yesterday, but at the same time I hadn’t seen much. I was getting an eyeful now and I wasn’t handling it well.

  How was I every going to be able to think straight when he was walking around like that?

  “Indeed.”

  “That’s good to know.”

  “You hungry?”

  I looked him up and down and told him that I was starving. He had exactly what I wanted, but it wasn’t going to come on a plate. I knew that it was a bad idea, but after seeing the heaviness in his boxers and the perk up that took place, there was really nothing else that I could do about it. I was lost in the moment and it made me reckless.

  “Sit down and I will give you what you need Dana.”

  I sighed and did as he suggest
ed. If only it was that easy…

  Chapter 7

  Gary

  I don’t know if it was all in my head or not, but Dana seemed to dress with less and less clothes as time went on. Every time I turned around, she was wearing something skimpy. I didn't get to see her full frontal again, like I had when she first moved in, but after two weeks, I could safely say that I had seen every inch of her. Dana acted like I wouldn't even notice, but I wasn't sure if she realized how men worked. It seemed hard to imagine that she couldn't see how turned on I was by her.

  Tonight was Saturday and it was usually the day that I would go out. I worked hard all week and Saturday was the day that I could just let loose and I still had another day to recover before Monday morning rolled around. But then Dana moved in with me, and everything changed. And I wanted to stay home more with her. The only problem was that since I wasn't dating or looking for some strange, and I wasn't getting it from my roommate, it left me in a very frustrated stage most of the time.

  When Dana got home from work that evening, I was in the living room watching something on the television. Usually I was asleep right now, but tonight I was having a drink instead. I tried to think of anything else, but of course my thoughts rolled around to the redhead that was off limits. The fact that I couldn’t have her, may have been the only reason I wanted her. I really wasn't sure. Most of the time, I didn't feel anything so quickly or so strongly. Just wasn't like me at all.

  “Welcome home Dana. How was your night?”

  She sighed out loud and told me that it was alright. It didn't look like it had been alright for her and I pressed her for more information.

  “No really, tell me what happened.”

  “I don't know. I don't really want to talk about it. Guys are just different here.”

  When she brought up guys, that was of course the first thing that I heard. I didn’t like the idea of her talking about other men, but I knew she was. She was around them all night and it wasn’t hard to imagine that she got hit on quite a bit. She was beautiful and rare after all. There weren’t a lot of women like Dana, especially not around here.

  “I think guys are the same everywhere Dana. I am sure you have gotten attention wherever you lived or worked.”

  “You flatter me.”

  “Not hardly. I'm just telling you cold, hard facts. Any guy that meets you is going to be thinking the same thing.

  She looked away and I admonished myself, sure that I had said too much. This is what I was thinking about constantly, but to say it out loud was another thing altogether. I knew better.

  “I just meant to say that you are beautiful Dana, and I could see why various men would be attracted to you.”

  “It is not that they are attracted to me, but how they go about it, I guess. I am not used to someone wanting me and not walking up to me. I had two guys come up to me for their friends to ask me out. It was the strangest thing. I felt like I was back in high school. Why would a grown man act that way? Wouldn’t it just be easier to ask me out himself?”

  I had no notion if her words were for me or someone else. I liked to think that she was giving me the go ahead, but how was I to be sure? There had been so many hiccups with her living with me, that I didn’t want to mess it up. I mean, I really didn’t want to mess it up.

  “Maybe they aren’t sure of your answer.”

  “That’s why you’re supposed to ask, right?”

  She made it sound simpler than it was.

  “It’s more complicated than that. Women don’t appreciate men that are straight forward. We have to say it with finesse.”

  “What?”

  “That we want to get in your pants.”

  She giggled. “Is that all I am good for?”

  She was directing the conversation back to her and of course I was checking her out. How could I not?

  “Not at all, but like I said before, it’s going to be the first thing that comes to mind. I don’t know if you will be able to control that one way or another.”

  Dana waved me off and sat down next to me on the couch.

  “It shouldn’t be that complicated. If a man wants to be with a girl, he should just say something. Better yet, he should just pull her in for a kiss. Show her what can’t be said properly with words, you know? How hard is that?”

  I wanted to believe that her comment was centered at me, but I couldn’t be sure. All I could be sure of was the fact that I wanted her. I knew that it was most likely not a good idea, but to hell with it. I was going to take Dana’s advice.

  Instead of saying anything else, I leaned in and got a kiss from her. I didn’t know how she was going to respond, but I did it anyways. Wanting to feel her lips against mine, and taste her mouth, I just did it.

  Her lips were surprised and were frozen underneath me for a moment, but not too long later, the frost was rethawing and she was moving with me. Her lips opened to allow entry of my tongue and I was hopeful that this is what she meant. She didn’t want someone to ask, and I was no longer patient enough to do so anyways.

  When I pulled away, her eyes were still closed, and I waited to hear what she thought about it. I know what I felt about it all. I felt like I had met the one that I was supposed to be with. Now I just had to pull her out of her shell and show her what it was that I could do with her.

  Chapter 8

  Dana

  I am not going to say that I didn't see it coming, but I hadn't imagined that Gary’s kiss would feel so good. He was unlike anyone I'd ever met before and it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore what was going on between us. I had tried my best because of the stakes, but it really didn't seem to be any point to it.

  The kiss was exactly what I needed to get my confidence back. I wasn't used to men being unable to hit on me. I wanted a man that could take me into his arms, just like Gary had done. But now, I wanted more because just a kiss wasn’t going to do it for me.

  Out of all the places I could have stayed, I stayed here. I wanted to think of that as some kind of destiny or fate that drew us together. It was a lot easier to think about that, then other things.

  So instead of talking about it or giving him the answer that his earnest face was looking for, I just pulled him in for a kiss. He was the one that was off kilter this time and I liked the fact that I was able to surprise him. Gary was so much more experienced than I was, and it quickly became apparent when he started to take over the kiss. It was all more than I could handle. Before I could figure out what I was going to do next, he had already decided for me.

  He sat me down on the couch and went to his knees in between my legs. It wasn't hard to imagine what he was going to do next, but that wasn't what I wanted. At this moment, I wanted to feel those lips on me and not just on my own. I wanted to feel his mouth on my neck and my breast, but nothing more. There was no need for all of that foreplay. I was already raring to go.

  When his mouth fixated on mine for a few minutes, I could feel the wetness slide in between my thighs. All it took was the suggestion and the kiss from him. As his hard body pressed up against mine just a little bit, I knew that it was all of the foreplay that I was going to need. I was a simple girl and Gary had everything that I needed and more. I had really lucked out finding him as a roommate.

  Before too long, his lips were moving down to my neck, my ears, and then he was nipping on my shoulder. I just couldn't stop it from happening and I couldn't help the shivers that went through my body with each scraping of his teeth.

  When he started to move lower, I stopped him. This wasn't what I wanted. I wanted all of him and I was impatient to keep waiting. No matter how talented his mouth was, it just wasn't going to be enough. I needed all of him.

  He looked up at me and I could see that his eyes were glazed over with lust. He didn't understand why I was stopping him and I could see the panic that took over. He was worried that I was going to stop him permanently and not let him keep going. I know that the very idea of going to lay down in my
own bed alone right now, was not something that I wanted to think about. I had to believe that Gary felt the same way.

  “What?”

  “I want to feel you inside of me Gary. I don't want to wait anymore.”

  That seemed to do it and it was all that he needed to hear to get going. The next thing I knew, he was pulling his clothes off and pulling me to the edge of the couch.

  My legs open without any argument and I closed my eyes when I felt his rod seeking out my core. It was all I could think about and when he finally made the connection, I jumped almost a mile high. I was so sensitive, and I was weakened by being around him.

  He stalled and then pressed in a little bit. I was unable to stop the guttural groan that came out of me from deep in my throat.

  “I want to sleep with you so bad, but at the same time I want to make it last a little bit longer. You know what I mean?”

  He was talking to me in a conversational tone and there was no way that I was ready to have any sort of communication past a few words and sounds. That's all I was able to commit to and the very idea that I could have a conversation with him was laughable at the moment. I was barely able to think and I wasn’t even sure if I would be able to recite my name.

  It was just too much, and he was making it last longer. He was pushing in so damn slow and overwhelming me at an agonizing pace. In truth, I wanted Gary to take me and give me something that I needed to recover from.

  “Fuck.”

  He had finally got to the bottom and I was stretched beyond comprehension. I was thankful that he was going to take it slow. I don’t know if I was going to be able to handle it any other way once I felt all of him. Maybe I was going to have to recover from this and I worried about sudden loss of control. He would tear me up.

  Chapter 9

  Dana

  While most guys would have taken the time to slam in deep, Gary didn’t do that. I don’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but instead he pulled out so slowly that I thought it was never going to end. I gripped him as hard as I could when he did it, because in truth, I didn’t want him to go anywhere. All I wanted was to feel him deep inside of me. It was all I could think about after my moment of panic from size.