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  He came back down after a time and it looked like he had gotten himself together. His hair was slicked back, and he looked like he did this morning. I don't know what he had done up there, but Red looked like himself again. He looked confident and self-assured.

  This is how I knew him, and it was easier to see him this way, then to see him as a man who had emotions and feelings like the rest of us. When someone thought about men like him in Goff, it was easier to see them as so much different than oneself.

  “Are you ready to make some dinner?”

  I shook my head and told him that I wasn't.

  “I know this is new age and, but I can’t really cook. I never have to. I can order the hell out of some food though, just tell me where you want me to get it. I pretty much live on takeaways.”

  “Takeaways?”

  “You know, food to go?”

  “Like take out?”

  I agreed. “I didn't know that you called it something different here. Do you want to just order a pizza or something?”

  I started to blush when he chuckled. Here I was, in this apartment that was most likely worth more than all the money I was ever going to see in the world, and I was asking him if he wanted pizza. It was hard for me to pretend that I was something that I wasn’t, and I certainly wasn't this. This sort of lifestyle was so foreign to me, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say. What did men like Red eat? Hadn't seen him eat much and I took back the pizza offer.

  “Whatever you want to do, just let me know. But I really can't cook.”

  “I was thinking that I would, so maybe you can just help me? I'm sure you can chop an onion or something, right?”

  I wasn't so sure about that, but I told him that I would do my best. We apparently, we're not going to talk about what happened this morning. Red was very clearly the type of man that wanted to leave everything where it lies, and I was going to go with it. There was a comfort that came over us, and I didn't want to ruin it with all my questions and curiosity. I really needed to learn to shut my mouth.

  Red

  I looked over the table to Kristin and I wasn't sure what to say. I wasn't sure what to think about this weekend, and the more I learned about or, the more time I spend with her, the more confused that I became. She wasn't the type of woman that I came in contact with much and maybe she was right on the reason. I didn't look for women, I looked for girls.

  Kristin was right about too many things and it was like she could see right through me. To say that it was uncomfortable, was an understatement. I didn't like for people to understand me, know what I was thinking before I did, and it was hard for me to look her in the eyes when I felt like she could see into my soul.

  “Did you ever get a chance to talk to your boyfriend?”

  Kristin told me that she had, but she got off the phone quickly because it had gone sour.

  “What happened?”

  “He just had a lot of questions to ask. I knew that he would and he wouldn't take it at face value. He never was a man that believed something that didn't make sense.”

  “So, he didn't accept that you were in the competition?”

  “No, it’s nothing like that. He believes me I guess, but he think something else is going on because I don't want him to come. I told him to stay where he was. He says he must come for moral support, and now he's upset and thinking that I'm doing something wrong.”

  I should have felt bad because it was all because of me. But I didn't. The idea that her boyfriend was mad at her didn't bother me at all. In a few more weeks, the boyfriend would understand that she wasn't coming back.

  “I'm sorry Kristin, I'm sure that must be hard on you. He will see soon enough that everything is fine.”

  I was lying through my teeth, but the words seem to make her feel little better, so they were worth it. I didn't want everything to be fine with her and her boyfriend, so I wasn't sure why not. It shouldn't matter to me what happens with her and her boyfriend. I was only supposed to be keeping her for a little while, until I was done with Goff and I knew that he wasn't going to come back on her. There was no other reason for me to keep her. Eventually she was going to go back to London and back into the arms of the man that was her lover.

  My teeth ground together with the very idea of it and again I had to tell myself to chill the fuck out. This wasn't my girl and never would be. She was just a girl that was at the wrong place at the wrong time and I was trying to help her out. All of my noble thoughts and energies were going to be wasted if I was trying to get into her pants like a bloodhound.

  “I guess that he will get over it. I just didn't know that he was that sensitive, but he got really upset, really quickly. He hung up on me and now he won’t answer. I will give him a day to calm down and I’m sure he will see that this is how it should be.”

  I smiled, but it wasn’t real. I didn’t want them to live happily ever after. I wanted her with me, no matter how impossible it was.

  Shortly after dinner, and after a few drinks, Kristin said that she was ready to go to bed. I could tell that some of our conversation had gotten to her, and I had made sure to get a few sexual innuendos in, trying to get her mind in the right place. Her talking about her boyfriend made me realize I have to take her mind off of it. Then maybe she wouldn't be so quick to want to leave, and she could stay a little while longer.

  “If you need anything Kristin, don't hesitate to ask. I'm right down the hall.”

  “Thank you Brad, I really do owe you.”

  “Think nothing of its Kristin.”

  I watched her walk away and for once I wished that I was a different man. I wished that I was just sort that would take her and make her pay me back in the bedroom. All I needed was a few moments with her guard down and I would have everything that I needed, everything that we both needed.

  I waited for her to have another bad dream and wake me up. I know that it was wrong of me to want it, but the feel of her in my arms was not something that I wanted to go without. There weren't too many things in this world that I couldn't have, when it seemed like the whole world was mine for the taking.

  Maybe it was a fact that she was off-limits, but Kristin was taking up far more of my time then she should. If I wasn't so worried about messing things up with her, I would have brought a girl home with me. Woman, brainless girl, it really didn't matter. At this point I needed to get off and with Kristin around and me trying to act like a Boy Scout, it was driving me crazy.

  I waited for the call out, but it never came and after a time, I didn’t think it was going to come. Disappointed, I tried to ignore the throbbing in my loins and told myself that it was for the best. She would most likely drive me mad as she had the night before. I could still feel her body rubbing back and forth on my cock and the sounds that she had made, asleep and awake.

  My mind was so far into the memory that I was solid as a rock and it took me a moment to realize that there was a knock on the door. My butler would have never been so soft about it, so that meant that it was Kristin. I really wanted it to be her and I told whoever it was to come in.

  I was lying in bed and I moved the pillow over my crotch as the door opened. Whoever it was, they didn’t need to know what sort of condition I was in at the moment. It wasn’t going to do my any good.

  “Red? Are you still up?”

  “Yeah, just getting some work done. What’s up?”

  “I can’t sleep.”

  “Oh, do you need something?”

  In my fantasy, she would tell me that she needed my hard cock inside of her mouth and stuffed in her little pussy, but nothing every worked out that way. Her answer though, was almost as good.

  “I was hoping that I could lay in here with you? Everything is just so strange and new, I can’t seem to sleep. I know that if I was next to you, I would be able to.”

  I didn’t say anything, just moved over a bit and moved the sheet to the side for her to climb in. I wasn’t going to get any sleep again tonight with her next t
o me, not unless she was here for something else.

  “You’re naked.”

  “Yeah, I hate clothes. Do you want me to put some on?”

  It was then I realized that the pillow had moved and my current state of being was very prominent. Her eyes were wide, and I moved the pillow back. Kristin couldn’t un-see it and it did more for my cause then any innuendo could do.

  “No, that’s fine. It is just surprising is all.”

  “You sleep that way as well.”

  “I do sometimes, but I think I will keep my clothes on tonight.”

  I wasn’t going to argue with her, but that sounded about right. “You’re choice.”

  She was silent as she laid down next to me. It would have bothered me, if I didn’t know what was now on her mind. Maybe this night could be salvaged after all and she would change her mind on the clothes thing.

  Kristin

  I was nervous to be laying down next to him. I knew that I shouldn't be here, but something had pulled me in. There was something about Red that was undeniable and I didn't know if I wanted to fight it anymore. I was sick of fighting what I thought was right. I didn't want to think about other reasons why not, when it was clear in this moment that they didn't matter. All that mattered was the man next to me and how he made my body feel. It was the only thing that I could think about.

  Red was trying to keep his distance from me. It was most likely because of what happened this morning. I could imagine that it was on his mind, as much as it was on mine. I had never been so turned on and frustrated at the same time in all of my life.

  The way that Red was acting, I was going to have to push it into the direction that I wanted to go. It was clear that he was trying to be good, but at the same time, I was trying to get him to be bad for me. I knew that was what he wanted and now I realized that I wasn’t going to be able to make it without him touching me.

  “I'm cold, Red.”

  “I can turn up the heat if you want, or get you another blanket. I like to keep it really cool in here. Helps with sleep.”

  Now I didn't know if he was messing with me or not. He acted like he was being serious and I was seriously trying to figure out if he was really that dense. For as many innuendos and looks that he’d given me throughout the day, I couldn't believe that he didn't understand what I was talking about now. I wanted him to get closer to me and pull me up against him, making me his in all ways. It was the only thing that I can think of and he was acting like he didn’t know what it was that I needed. I didn’t want no damn blanket.

  “No, I was just wondering if you could get a little closer. There is no sense in you having to get up, I have already bothered you so much. I don't want to make you go out of your way over it, when you can just get a little closer and take care of all of my needs.

  It was like a light bulb went off in his head and I could see the moment that he got what I was talking about. He had this look on his face that made him get closer almost immediately.

  I turned my back to him, so that I could feel him like I had this morning. I couldn't get out of my head, no matter how much I try and the feel of his hard length against me was bringing back all of the good memories of this morning. It was also bringing back all of the feelings that were brought out as well and I could feel myself already getting wet.

  “Why didn't you just say so? I would have been more than happy to make you mine.”

  His words were whispered in my ear and feeling brought a high price, my body starting to tremble uncontrollably from his words and the idea that I was soon going to have him inside of me, exactly where I needed him.

  “I thought I had.”

  “I didn't want to read into it too much. you were very clear that you didn't think it was a good idea for me and you to fraternize.”

  “I still don't think it's a good idea, but at the moment I don't care. If we keep talking though, I just might remember all the reasons why we shouldn’t.”

  That seemed to be all I needed to say to him, to get him to shut up. His arm went around my body and cupped my breasts from behind into the palm of his hand. They were so big that my tits barely overflowed the palm, and I felt like he was touching every inch of them, all at the same time. His lips went to my ear that he was just tingling with his talking, and his teeth nibbled on the bottom of the lobe, making the tingling intensify.

  When he pressed his hips against me, letting me feel the hardness that I had before, I knew then that he was as ready as I was. Everything that I’d ever wanted was right there beside me, in a man that I shouldn’t want. The problem was that I did want him and it was most likely because of his bad boy ways that were irresistible. He reeked of danger and it drew me right in.

  “You need to take these damn clothes off, Kristin.”

  I giggled and then shivered as he pressed in as much as he could with my sleep pants on. He had picked them out and they were waiting for me when I’d gotten back. They were silky and thin. I guaranteed that the tip of his cock got a little wet from the action.

  “Give me a minute.”

  “I can’t.”

  That was the last thing he said before I heard the rip of my pants. They were very thin and easily torn away apparently. I didn’t know if that was part of his plan or not, but the material gave way to him in moments. And the next time he pressed against me, the wetness that was oozing out of me, gave him clear passage inside. I cried out with the suddenness of it as he entered inside of me.

  I wasn’t prepared. I knew it was going to happen, but I wasn’t prepared for the way that I was going to feel when he moved inside of me. It was all just too much and I came almost instantly. The morning before, hearing him in the bathroom and being with him all day, had primed me like I had never felt before. It was a magical moment and I was only made to take it. I couldn’t even cling to him as every part of my body tightened up.

  “Fuck you feel good Kristin. So fucking tight. Your boy hasn’t been doing a very good job in bed.”

  I would have taken offense to it if it wasn’t for the fact that I was about to come again. The first one hadn’t stopped and I was already feeling the same tightening and release sensation as I had before. I was starting to think that Red was right. I hadn’t been getting it right for a while, if ever. All the encounters that I had with men in the past made it clear that I had been wasting my time for all of it. I don’t know why, but Red was playing my body too well. It was like he knew it better than I knew my body myself. As cliché as it sounded, it was true.

  Red pulled out quickly and I whimpered with the sudden loss. I never wanted him to leave me with this gaping hole that I had inside of me now. He was the only one that could fill it up. Of that, I was sure.

  Rolling me onto my back, he lifted up my legs and hooked them into his arms before sliding back in and completing me for good. It was more than I could take and I called out his name, gripping him as I came again. Every second he was in me felt like an eternity. It was like he was supposed to be inside of me the whole time. I couldn’t stop the flood of pleasure that ran through me over and over again with every thrust of his hips.

  At some point, it became too much and I was pushing back against his chest.

  “Red, you have to come.”

  He was doing too good of a job, if that was possible and I needed a moment to breathe. I was physically hurting for how tightly my body had gotten, waiting for him to take me over completely. My body was no longer my own, I knew that for sure.

  “I’m not finished yet, Kristin.”

  He started to move faster and I hung onto him as if my life depended on it. I knew that if I let go of him, I may never be able to find my feet again.

  As a wave came over me, taking my breath away, it was then that I could see the edges of his resolve starting to fall. It was clear that he wasn’t going to last much longer and I squeezed him as much as I could, pushing him over the edge.

  The one thing that I didn’t know though, was the fact that he was in
stantly ready to go again. Red didn’t even get soft before he was starting to move inside of me once more.

  I don’t know what I had started, but there was a small part of me that knew I was going to regret it by morning. I certainly wasn’t cold anymore. Red had me heated until I felt like I was an inferno that was going to burn everything down to the ground, including myself.

  The man was more than I ever envisioned being possible. He stretched my body, as much as my mind and both of those parts were still shaking, unsure what to do next. At the moment, all I could do was hang on. It was obvious who was in charge and it certainly wasn’t me.

  Red

  Kristin had passed out long before, but I couldn't stop looking at her. She had been the wildcat that I just knew that she would be. To be honest, she had even surprised me in several ways. It was clear now that there was so much more to Kristin then what had first met the eye.

  The crazy thing about it all, was that I didn't want to get out of the bed. Like last night, it was the first time that I had slept with a woman, after sex. The night before it was just to lay with her, but tonight, we’d had a night of pleasure behind us and I still wasn't done with her. I should've went to another bedroom, or sent her away like I did everyone else, but I didn't want to. This time around, I wanted to feel her warm body next to mine. I don't know why this girl wa so different, but maybe what Kristin said was true. Maybe the reason I couldn't get enough of her, was for the simple fact that she wasn’t a girl. She was all women.

  The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was impossible to understand. A few days ago I was in the market for a weapon, one that could destroy so many lives, and I came away poorer than I thought, as well as with a woman that had changed everything. My secretary. Now I was laying in bed next to her, not sure what the hell to think about it all.

  I don't really know how long I stayed like that, looking at her serene face as she slept. There was nothing that I could really do, but look at her. She held a secret that I didn't understand, one that made me feel like more of a man than I ever had before. I don't know how she had done this to me, how she had made me feel this way, but she had. I don't even really think it was anything that she did. Just being herself had been enough.