to see how big it is?”
“No thank you, Tate.”
“Fine, let me continue, also, why would you think that I or any other woman would want your dick? Your dick seems to have seen more vagina’s than my gynecologist. And that’s saying a lot. Maybe you should start concentrating on your personality and getting to know someone for something other than sex. Maybe it’s not all about sex. Maybe love is important to some people. Maybe a woman wants to be wooed. Maybe a woman wants to be looked in her eyes and not at her breasts right away. You’re a pig. You’re conceited and you’re rude. Yes, you have some good traits and you’re a talented writer, and maybe you should spend more time developing them. Life is going to pass you by if all you keep trying to do is get laid.” He grinned at me then. “This next part is my favorite.”
“Tate, no.” I tried to grab the note from him.
“Also, yes, I want you dick. I want it very badly. If I was that type of girl, I’d fuck you every which way and then walk away. Just to see if you’re as good as you make it seem. That is all, Jane Garcia, the best employee you’ve ever had.” He stopped then. “So Jane, was that true?” He took a step towards me. “Do you really want my dick very badly?”
“Tate.” I blushed and then hit him in the shoulder. “Why did you pretend that you thought the note was from Plastic, I mean Francesca?”
“I wanted to see what you’d say.” He looped his hand around my waist. “I wanted to see if you’d get jealous.”
“Did you really write that note for her?”
“What do you think?” He pulled me into him and looked down into my eyes.
“I don’t know.”
“I wrote it for you, dummy.” I could feel his heart beating from his chest. “As if I would write that to plastic titties.”
“Tate, you shouldn’t call her that.” I hit him in the chest and then he grabbed my hand.
“What are you going to do if I call her that again?” He growled. “Are you plastic titties bodyguard?”
“No,” I pulled away from him giggling and then Tate’s hands reached under my arms and he tried to start tickling me. I tried to push him off, but I couldn’t and soon found myself laughing amidst bouts of lust. We fell back into the bed and started wrestling. It wasn’t a fair fight though. Tate was much stronger than me and I found myself on my back with him on top of me, holding my hands up above my head.
“Do you surrender?”
“Never.” I tried to move my hands and when I couldn’t I started moving my body back and forth.
“Aww so it’s going to be like that, is it?” He grinned down at me and shifted so that his cock was now resting against my stomach, his thighs on opposite sides of me, so that I couldn’t move. “Surrender now?”
“Nope.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “You wish.”
“Do you know what I really wish for right now?”
“No, what?”
“A kiss.” He said as he moved his face down towards mine. “I think I’ll take one.”
“Oh, you think you can just take one, do you?” I was breathing hard now; his lips were so close to mine that I could almost taste them.
“I could ask.” His voice was throaty now and I could feel his breath against my lips.
“And what if I say no?”
“And what if I don’t ask?” He grinned and then shifted down slightly so that his cock was now nestled next to my aching pussy. “What if I just don’t ask and I just take?”
“What if you do?” I could lean right up and kiss him and put an end to this madness.
“What if I want to do more than kiss you?”
“What if I want you to?” I said finally and he paused, his eyes flittering all over my face. I noticed how long his eyelashes were in that moment, they were blond and deceptively short from far away, but up close I could see how long and delicate they were. He really did have the most beautiful eyes.
“Do you want me to?” He asked softly and I knew that he was asking about more than the kiss.
“I do.”
“Fuck.” He groaned. “I want to as well.” And then finally his lips were on top of mine, pressing against me roughly, devouring me, seeking entrance to my mouth,