Hi Guys – just wanted to let you know I haven't stopped writing the other story, I have just been away. This idea came to me on the plane so I decided to give it a go. Please let me know what you think and if you want me to continue.
I don't own 24 etc...
This is not for kids. Sexual content and bad language!
Michelle heard her phone beep with a text. She looked at her watch, it was 3am. She hadn't slept yet, in fact she had never been more wide awake. Since leaving work just after 8am the morning before she had been in a complete and utter daze. She hadn't phoned anyone or done anything. After taking her brother home she had simply sat inside her apartment with the lights dim staring...thinking, that had been one of the worst days of her life and she had no idea how to digest it.
She flipped open her phone and was very shocked to see a message from Tony, "Any chance you are awake?"
She couldn't believe it. This was the first text message he had ever sent her that was not work-related and it was hard to imagine that at 3am his was still wide awake himself and had even thought to send her a message. She decided to call him back.
He answered on the first ring. His voice sounded like she had never heard before. Drunk, emotional, and husky. "Michelle?"
He was clearly drunk. She could tell by the way he slurred just saying her name. "Hi Tony, are you..."
"Did I wake you? I'm sorry I shouldn't have...I'll go. I am sorry, so sorry." With that he hung up on her. She stared at her phone is disbelief that he had just done that.
She called him back. "Don't hang up on me!"
"I'm sorry."
There was a silence and Michelle was sure that she could hear Tony sniffling, almost like he might be crying. She spoke with a very smoothing and gentle tone. "Tony where are you?"
"I'm at the pub. I am sorry I called you Michelle...I just didn't know who else..."
"I'm glad you did Tony."
"You are?"
"Of course...which pub are you in?" Michelle was extremely concerned about him. She had never heard him like this before. Not only was he very drunk to the point each word was drawn out and slurred, he sounded so miserable it made her eyes tear up.
"Mike's on St James but I am probably going to head home soon."
"Who are you there with Tony and how did you get there?"
His voice became defensive straight away. "Nobody. Look I just drove down for a beer. It's just around the corner... someone said it's good. I didn't mean to call you..."
"Why did You Tony?"
"I didn't know what else to do, I've never felt like this before...and because you kissed me today."
He had completely dumfounded her with his complete honesty. No games, no beating around the bush, he had just said exactly what he felt and it made Michelle fall even more in love with him, if that was possible. She had to clear throat, her own voice had become so shaky it was full of emotion. "You stay right there, I am coming to get you."
"NO, NO Michelle, you don't have to. I have my car, I'm ok, I shouldn't have called..."
She raised her voice at him and cut him off. "You, Tony Almeida are not getting into your car. Promise me that."
He sounded surprised at her tone with him. "I won't. I'm alright though, I'll get cab."
Her voice stayed raised at him and she was so assertive. "Almeida, I mean it. You are drunk. You are not driving. You are not calling a cab...you will damn well stay right where you are until I get there. Promise me."
"I promise you."
Michelle felt a little bad at how defeated and miserable his voice had sounded but at this point she was a hell of a lot more worried about his safety than anything. As she had been talking to him she had been slipping her clothes on and was already out the door by the time they hung up.
As she entered the pub it wasn't hard to find Tony. It was basically empty and he was sitting by himself in the back corner with scotch. His back was to her. She felt a bundle of nerves as she approached him. A little at seeing him outside of work after what had just happened between them but mostly at the state she was sure to find him in and her nervousness at being able to make sure she could do something to help. As she reached him, as not to give him a fright, she gently ran her hand across the top of the back of his shoulder.
Tony turned his head at her touch. It felt like he turned so quickly that the whole room began to spin. His heart fluttered as soon as he saw Michelle. He looked at the expression on her face, which was full of distress and he felt even more terrible than he already did. He couldn't believe he had sent her that text. He had weak moment – he had been fighting it since she had walked out of his office at 8am that morning. He stood up to greet her. He wanted to hug her but didn't know if he should or not, he didn't want to shake her hand, he didn't know what to do so they ended up standing inches apart awkwardly. "Michelle..."
Michelle tried not to shake her head at the sight of him, she didn't want him to see her reaction to how he looked. She was so even more concerned now than she had been on the phone. She looked into his eyes. They were blood shot and watery, he had clearly been crying and rubbing them. His cheeks were red from where he had obviously been rubbing and scratching at them. She couldn't help it, her instincts took over. She ran her hand across the hair on his forehead and then down his cheek. "Tony, what are you doing here on your own?"
As soon as she touched him it was like it opened the flood gates for him. He was usually quite reserved but right now he was completely wasted at even at the thought of having Michelle with him like this was blowing his mind. He wished he wasn't so drunk, he didn't feel like he had any control over his emotions what-so-ever at the moment. He took her by the hand and pulled her down on the bench next to him. "I didn't want to be around anyone," there was a pause as he looked at her, "except for you." Then he gave her a wink. Once she was sat down next to him he looked over his shoulder at the bar tender and ordered them both another round. He turned back to Michelle. "I can't believe you came."
"Of course I came Tony. I'm worried about you..."
"Why?"
"I hate the idea of you being here all alone so upset..."
"I'm not upset!"
Michelle wasn't surprised he was trying to act as though he was fine now. "Ok...but you did say on the phone you had never felt this way and I know it's not like you to go on a drinking spree by yourself like this."
He dropped his head, like a little school boy who had been caught out. She reached and placed her hand on his arm, very aware of his eyes following her every move. "It's ok Tony. I'm sad. I was awake, I haven't known what the hell to do with myself...it is ok to be upset you know."
His eyes were still on her hand rested on his arm. He could feel his heart racing just at that simple touch. He didn't think he had wanted anything more in his life than he how much he wanted to kiss her right now. "You were awake and home alone by yourself too? Why didn't you call me?"
"You said you would see me tomorrow...not that we are working tomorrow but I didn't think you would want me to..."
He didn't even want her to finish that sentence. He pulled his arm out and put it around her. "That's not what I wanted to say this morning Michelle."
He was still slurring his words and as another scotch landed in front of him he took a huge swig from it. She turned her body in so she was facing him more, their bodies were touching now and his arm still remained around her. She could feel him grip onto her shoulder. "Almeida, I'm really worried about you. I've never seen you like this before."
"I'm fine Michelle. Totally fine." He took his other hand and placed it on her leg, making her jump a little. He chuckled, "you ok? This ok?"
She nervously laughed and then nodded her head. Of course it was fine, this was a moment she had dreamed of since the day she had met him. She was so nervous though she didn't even know how to respond. Fortunately he could see that and her laugh was answer enough for him. He brushed a strand of hair from her face behind her ear. "Did I just make you blush?"
She nodded her head again. "Yeah, I guess."
He could see a look of worry spread across her face. "What's wrong?"
She looked at his hand on her leg and then into his red eyes. "Nothing's wrong, it's just you have never been like this with me before and I'm worried it is just because you have had a drink and..."
He leaned in so their faces were only inches apart. "Come on, give me a little more credit than that. Until you kissed me I didn't think I'd ever seriously have a chance in hell with you." Then a look of panicked washed across his face. "You didn't just kiss me last night because you were so upset did you?"
"What do you mean?"
"When you kissed me. Was that because you wanted to kiss me or because I happened to be the one there?"
She looked shocked and her voice was full of hurt. "Tony, how could you say that? I totally broke down in front of you. I've never done that with anyone before. I could never have done that with just anybody."
He smiled.
She put her hand over his. "Come on, let me take you home."
He shook his head. "No, I don't want to go back there right now, that's why I came here."
"Why not? You can't stay in the pub drinking all night Tony."
He looked hurt. "Because at the moment all I do is sit there alone and think and I can't handle any more of that. Now, I am finally feeling happy for a minute...just a fucking minute and you want to dump me back at my place just because you are worried about how trashed I am."
She raised her voice a little back at him. "I'm not going to just dump you off Tony. What kind of person do you think I am? I just want you out of this place. I want you to feel safe and comfortable."
He studied her. "You're going to come back to my place?"
She wished he hadn't said it like that because now she had no idea how to respond.
Her pause was enough to set him off again. "See, you don't want to come home with me, I'm fine, and I was doing fine..."
She grabbed his hand and pulled him up. "You don't get it at all. You are not fine. I am worried about you. Why can't you let me just be worried about you. I'm taking you home." She didn't give him a chance to respond, she just pulled tightly on his hand until he was forced to follow her. She led him out to her car. He was stumbling a bit but she managed to help him get into his seat. He hadn't said a word. She figured, probably in still in shock for the way she had yelled at him.
As she drove she looked over at him. He looked completely miserable. "What are you thinking Tony?"
"How much I have fucked everything up!"
She reached her hand over to his leg and placed it just above his knee. "You haven't fucked anything up."
He pushed her hand away off his leg which surprised the hell out of her and made her burst into tears immediately. "Don't do that Michelle, don't make me think I have a chance with you, that you will let me come near you..." He stopped when he saw that she was crying. He couldn't believe he had just done that to her. "Please don't cry..."
"I don't get you, one minute you have your hands on me, and around me then as soon as I touch you, you push me away. What the hell do you want from me?"
He had watery eyes, he couldn't get his head around his own actions. "I don't want you thinking I had just been cracking onto to you because I am drunk...you said that yourself earlier. When you just put your hand on me now, I freaked you were doing it because I've been acting like a fucking idiot at the moment. I can't handle the thought of being allowed to be close to you, if that's not what you want."
"How do you even know what I want? You are just assuming my actions!"
"Did you just put your hand on my leg to try and make me feel better or because you actually wanted to put your hand on my leg?"
Tears were still streaming down her face. She got her words out through stifled cries. "I did it because I wanted to touch you...feel close to you."
Tony felt like the biggest prick on the planet. "I am so sorry." He took her hand in his. "Sorry Michelle. I can't believe I just made you cry..."
"I'll be fine." She kept looking straight ahead.
"Pull over Michelle, for a minute please..."
She shook her head, "No, it's alright, we are almost there."
He kept a hold of her hand and traced it with her thumb. "I can't believe I did that. I mean, fuck...I've spent the last year wishing like hell you would do something like that and then when you finally do, I screw it up royally." Tony spent the rest of the way cursing himself for his behaviour. At the moment he felt so all over the place he was having trouble controlling his emotions. He was so scared he was confusing Michelle coming and checking on him, for her being 'a nice person' rather than that there really was something so special between them. She had come to mean more to him over the last year than anyone else in the world. There was nothing else he wanted more in the world than Michelle Dessler.
When they got to Tony's apartment, Michelle made sure Tony made it up the stairs and inside safely. She had no idea what to do. She looked around and could see a pile of Tony's things on the floor. She panicked. "What's happened? Oh My God Tony, have you been robbed?" She started looking around frantically.
He took a step in front of her shaking his head. "No, that was me."
She stood next to him. "What do you mean?"
He faced her, he didn't mean to yell but he couldn't help it. He knew coming back here was going to set him off. The slightest thing was going to set him off at the moment. "I picked it all up and threw it OK! I was pissed off and I just did it."
She walked over to the pile of everything on the floor and started picking it all up. "That's ok, that happens."
Tony raced over to her, trying to pick everything up as well. "You don't have to do this Michelle. This was me! This is my mess, you can't keep cleaning up my mess..."
"I've never cleaned up your mess before Tony and it is no problem. It will take us 2 minutes if we do it together."
He was shaking his head. His voice getting more and more worked up as he spoke. "Are you kidding me? The shit I put you through at work yesterday, then just picking up my sorry ass from the bar and now this? When the hell do I get to look after you?"
She yelled back at him. "You always look after me, you are my rock."
He turned and muttered under his breath very sarcastically, "Yeah sure."
Michelle heard it but didn't know how to respond. She knew he was drunk, extremely lost and emotional and she didn't want to tip him over the edge even more. She watched as he staggered from one side of the room to the other. He looked at her and she could see he had gone pale. Suddenly he cupped his mouth, "I'm going be sick..." he made a mad rush for the bathroom.
Michelle didn't know what to do other than follow him. He only just made it to the toilet when he started vomiting violently. In between whilst he tried to catch his breath, he screamed. "Get out! You can't see me like this. Fuck! Are you fucking kidding me?" He was so mortified he had no idea what to do.
She completely ignored him and simply ran her hand soothingly across his back as he turned for the bowel again. He loved the feeling of her hand on his back, he loved that she was here with him but he couldn't believe she was seeing him like this. "PLEASE MICHELLE, YOU CAN'T SEE THIS...GET OUT!" He tried one more time.
Although shaken by him yelling at her like that, she wasn't going to leave him like this. "No. Now where do you keep you face washers?"
He pointed to the drawers next to her and she reached down and pulled one out. When he thought he was finally done he turned around, faced her and looked her up and down. His eyes were watery and he looked so broken and defeated. Just seeing him in this state brought tears to her eyes.
He started swaying from side to side. "Why won't you listen to me?"
"Would you Tony? If I was in your state, would you be leaving my side?"
"You haven't been a right asshole all night."
She washed the cloth in warm water as he stood watching her and then without a word being said between them she proceeded to wipe his forehead and cheeks. It felt so good, Tony closed his eyes and soaked in the moment. "Thank you Michelle."
She just gave him a small smile and then stepped to the side as he washed his teeth and got some of his hair wet. He was still drunk but no longer had the queasy feeling in his stomach. He took her hand, "I can't believe you saw that."
"I can't believe you thought I wouldn't want to come and make sure you were ok? You just don't seem to get it Tony."
"Get what?"
"That you can lean on me. That you can tell me how you are feeling, what you are thinking..."
It was purely the drink talking and he got a cheeky grin, "All I'm thinking about his how much I want to take you right here, right now, on this counter..." He slowed his words down as he realised that he had actually just said that out loud.
Michelle's mouth dropped open. His words had just sent shivers through her entire body. She was completely floored by him but she was also scared to death it was just the drink talking. Did he really mean it? Was he just trying to avoid dealing with everything else? He had gone completely red, as she was sure she had as well.
He dropped his head, "Sorry I am being a jerk and you were trying to be serious. That was so out of line."
It took Michelle a couple moments to recover from his words before she could respond. "I just don't think I get what you are thinking. One minute your yelling, don't want me to touch you, screaming at me for coming near you whilst you were sick and now you make a comment like that...you are confusing the hell out of me..."
"Look I know I have been a real asshole tonight...but...just tell me...be honest...what ran through your mind just now when I said that? Did you want to deck me or..."
He could see she was starting to get the tiniest grin across her face and so he took her other hand and pulled her in close.
"G...good..."
He couldn't believe it. He lowered his voice a little. "When I found you Michelle, after that thing with your brother and we were hugging and I had my hand on the side of your cheek...what made you kiss me?"
"Tony..." she was really blushing now and her voice went all high pitched.
"NO, talk to me."
"What like you have with me?" she said sarcastically.
He loved that she was fiery and that she didn't let him get away with anything. He was so deeply in love with her it was completely overwhelming. "Fair enough, I'll talk but you first...did you want to kiss me or did it just happen? What were you thinking?"
She looked concerned as she was unsure of the reason behind his question. "Are you mad about it because you are my boss and I crossed a line?"
He laughed and then pulled her body in closer so they were actually now touching. "Michelle, I was the one holding you, I was holding your cheeks and had my face as close as possible to yours. I was crossing the line. I wanted to kiss you..."
"So how come you didn't?"
"Because you were crying. You were so vulnerable I didn't want to take advantage of you."
Michelle giggled a little, which he loved. "I've never done anything like that before Tony. That was so out of character for me, the whole time I couldn't believe it." She went a little quieter but looked him in the eyes. "I'd wanted to kiss you since I met you. Right at that moment when you were holding me and looking at me, like that...I just lost it. I had to have you..."
Tony was more turned on than he had ever been in his life. Hearing those words out of Michelle's mouth was a dream come true. Watching her squirm with being so nervous made his urge to take control grow even more.
His voice was soft, "How was I looking at you?"
Her breathing was getting heavier and she was now completely blush. "Sometimes the way you look at me...I don't know, it must sound stupid but it kinda feels like it is just for me."
"Trust me Chelle, I don't look at anyone the way I look at you."
He leant down a little so he could whisper. "You tasted so sweet, my god with your body pressed up so close to mine, if that bitch hadn't interrupted us I wouldn't have been able to stop."
Michelle was in heaven. Absolute heaven. The tone of his voice, his words, everything about him was driving her crazy. She repeated his words over in her head so she could remember them. She could feel he was turned on, he was pushed up against her body and that just about pushed her over the edge.
They stared at one another, so close, knowing if they kissed that it was going to take everything to the next step. But they were both hesitating, dragging this moment out for as long as possible. Michelle was the first to speak. "Tony, why did you call me tonight and then hang up? What did you mean when you said you have never felt like this before?"
Tony sighed. This was not where he wanted this conversation to go. Not now. Not without completely losing it. He knew he had to talk to Michelle about all this but if he didn't have her right now he was going to explode. He surprised himself (and he knew damn well he would never have the nerve to do this if he were sober) by letting go of her hands and reaching under her top. In one smooth move he slid his hands straight up her back and undid her bra. As he did this he spoke in an assertive tone, "For now, I need you to forget what I said, I want you."
Michelle froze. As his large, warm hands made their way around to her breasts she let out a loud groan. She couldn't believe what he was doing. It felt amazing and she didn't want him to stop. He was being playfully rough, which made it all feel even more passionate but his words had scared her. She knew he was in a really bad place right now, so was she, but she was really concerned about him. So he would know she didn't want him to stop, she raised her hands and began to undo her own buttons of her shirt. She watched as his mouth dropped open and what could only be described as a grunt fell out of his mouth, he gripped her even harder.
"I won't forget it Tony, how can I? I just opened up and told you exactly what you asked. Tell me."
"I'm not going to risk this. Do you know how long I've wanted this...?"
"So you are going to let me be with you and then drop some kind of bombshell on me?"
When she said it like that it sounded horrible and that's not what he wanted her to think, not even for a second. "It's nothing you don't already know Chelle. Don't say it like that."
Her voice rose. "Is all this because you have been drinking? You going to feel differently about me when you have to go back to work aren't you?"
His voice was loud now as well. He hadn't stopped exploring her chest either. "How the hell could you ask that?"
"Then what are you risking?"
He reached down and picked her up, placing her on the counter. She was staring at him with tears in her eyes. He was leaning in towards her. She almost yelled at him this time, "What are we doing? What's going on? You can't expect to do this with me and then leave..." She started to try and push him back but he just held her arms.
"I'm not leaving you. That's not what this is about. I don't want to talk about all that stuff because I don't want you to change how you feel. I didn't want you thinking about what I did to you today. How much I let you down. How I could have destroyed your life..."
"What? How could you have done that?"
Tony was yelling at her now, he was so angry that he was facing this. He had so much anger he didn't know how to control it. "What I had you do to Chapelle. You could have ended up in jail Michelle. Don't you fucking get that? I let you down, I let a lot of people down but are you really going to tell me you want to be with a guy that can't protect you, look after you?"
"Tony, I made those choices WITH you. You didn't make me do anything! You didn't let me down, you were the only fucking reason I got through the day."
He stayed staring at her, tears in his eyes like he couldn't believe what she said no matter how much he wanted to. "You don't need to say that Michelle, I can handle the truth. I am so angry with the way I handled so many things today..."
She pulled him in closer and ran her hands up and down his chest. "Would I be here Tony if I felt that way? Would I have come to the pub? Would I want this",
she motioned her hands between them, "if I was disappointed with you? Give me some credit."
"It just hasn't sunken in yet."
Michelle couldn't get over the anger Tony was holding over this. She had never seen him like this before. So emotionally and completely out of control. She pushed him back. "And what about you, huh? What about all the ways I fucked up today? What are you going to think of me tomorrow? We can't do this..."
She was wearing a skirt and he pushed her legs apart and stood between them. "Don't go there Michelle. You were incredible today." He ran his hands up her legs, "And I've wanted this since the day we met. I've never been more ready. It's you..."
"Tony, look at me."
He did as she asked. "Let me get this right...you want us to be together now because you figure I won't want you once I've had a chance to stop and think? Is that right?
He looked so ashamed. He nodded his head and looked her straight into her eyes. "You are the most beautiful, amazing person in the world and I know when you have had a chance to calm down about all this and have time to think - what I've done, who I am...it's all going to sink in and make you run a million miles AND I wouldn't blame you..."
She stopped him by putting her hands on his chest. "But Tony, I don't understand a few minutes ago when I touched your leg you got furious at me saying that you couldn't bare for us to touch like that if I wasn't sure that was exactly what I wanted. You are not making any sense. On one hand you want to rush things in case I change my mind in a day or 2 and on the other hand you don't want to come near me in case I change my mind."
Tony knew he wasn't making any sense. Nothing made sense to him at the moment except for how strongly he felt for Michelle and how much he wanted her. He was scared to death that if he was with her and was able to feel that close to her that it would absolutely devastate him if she walked away from him. However the latter was not right now and all he cared about was right now. He was frustrated. "OK, I get it Michelle, I'm pissed and I'm not making any fucking sense I've been a royal fucking prick to you, I've confused you...there really isn't much more I could do to fuck things at up at the moment..."
She was so shocked at the anger and emotion coming from him. She wished she knew how to make him feel better. "Stop it Tony, just stop it! I can't stand hearing you talk about yourself this way."
Tears started to make their way down his cheeks and he so roughly wiped them away, it was like he didn't want one of them to make its way down his cheek so he just kept rubbing roughly. He didn't think he had ever felt so emotional, vulnerable, angry, scared and frustrated in all his life. Having a breakdown in front of Michelle was like a worst nightmare but he couldn't stop it, he didn't know how. The last couple days had finally made him snap. He knew she was his answer but now he felt like he was completely ruining his chance of that as well. He yelled, "What do you want? What do you want from me Michelle? Tell me and I'll do it...
Her heart was so breaking watching him like this. 'Talk to me Tony..."
"Every time I say something, I fuck it up or I confuse you even more...I even confuse myself more."
"That's ok, just keep trying...you will get there. What is making you so angry right now? Just answer that."
He studied her closely, "Can I be completely honest?"
"I expect you to be Tony, there is no point if you're not going to be."
He slid his hands across the sides of her bare stomach to her back where he pulled her in a little closer into him. "I am so angry that all I want is to be with you but it feels like I shouldn't or I can't or..."
"Shouldn't?"
"You have been through so much the last few days and are so vulnerable, I don't want to take advantage of you or push you or make you uncomfortable. HELL I don't know if you even really want to be with me."
"Tony, I'm sitting on your bathroom counter with no bra on and my shirt wide open, do you even understand how nervous I am? But you did it and I want to make you happy. Yes, I am vulnerable and all over the place at the moment but who cares? Aren't we both?"
He ran his hands back over her breasts. "A few minutes ago you were blushing and seemed all nervous and happy. I want that back."
She smiled, "I'm all that Tony. God, even now when you are yelling and so worked up...your eyes still make me feel special. Your hands, your touch is driving me insane..."
"Holy shit, you drive me crazy...just hearing you talk like that. You..."
"Are you nervous at all Tony?"
He laughed. "Like you wouldn't believe. Even though I know I have a lot more confidence because of the drink at the moment I am still so nervous my whole body feels weak."
He circled her nipple and tweaked it gently. He went to lean in but Michelle pushed him back. "But I am not going to be a one-time thing to you Tony. I can't do that to myself. It's not me or who I am and you mean far too much to me to be able to do that and then just go back to what we were before..."
Michelle suddenly became completely aware of the fact that her shirt was wide open, she had no bra on and she was on complete show to Tony. He was still standing between her legs as she sat on the counter. She felt completely exposed. She raised her hand to pull her shirt together but Tony caught her hands and stopped her. She looked up at him. He held her hands with the shirt in them. "Don't." He leaned in close so his mouth was right next to her ear. "Don't baby..." He began to kiss her neck softly and she tilted her head for him and within seconds he was roughly kissing all over her neck to her cheek and then finally to her lips.
They both gasped as their mouths joined and they kissed passionately. It was so intense they were both taken by complete surprise. They pulled back at the same time and looked at each other in the eyes for a moment before leaning straight back into the kiss. Tony's hands were roaming her entire body and Michelle tugged at his shirt for him to pull it off. He groaned and pulled it over head.
She was so aware that they hadn't sorted anything out. If anything, things were more complicated now than ever. Tony was extremely emotional and behaving with extreme confidence – Michelle figured that was the alcohol. It scared her that he would regret all this tomorrow and it was like he didn't want to give her a chance to not go through with this now. She didn't feel for a second she was being forced into anything – she had never wanted anyone more in her life, she was just hoping to God, he was going to still feel the same way about her tomorrow.
As they continued to kiss, she could feel his hands begin to make their way up her thighs. At first he was gentle but the higher up he got the tighter his grip on her became. Everything started to feel as though it was a blur. She could hear him grunting and groaning. As his hand reached the top of her thigh and slipped inside her panties she let out a loud gasp. It took him by surprise but also seemed to turn him on even more. He used his other hand to reach behind her and pull her in toward him. Hi voice was so deep, assertive and husky. "Closer baby...closer."
She reached for his jeans and within seconds he was helping her get them undone and off. Michelle couldn't believe it, this was going to happen on the bathroom counter. It was the most passionate and incredible experience she had ever had in her life but it was almost impossible to believe this was all happening, and like this.
Tony slid her underwear off and opened her legs even wider so that she almost had them wrapped around him. He couldn't get enough of her. They hadn't broken their kiss, his hands were exploring every inch of her and at the same time desperately trying to pull her in closer to him. When he had her in a position that he would be able to enter her, he used his hand whilst stopping the kiss and looking her in the eyes. "Oh my God Tony, you feel unbelievable..."
"Do you want me Michelle?"
She nodded, her head was spinning and she felt completely out of control.
"Say it. I want to hear you say it."
She loved this side to Tony. She knew he would be passionate, and take control but the more demanding and passionate he became the more he turned her on. She would do anything for him right now. "I want you Tony. I want you to take me."
That was it – her voice, her words, her tone – he couldn't wait a minute longer. "Oh Fuck. I need you Chelle..."
She nodded as she panted. She went to throw her head back with her eyes closed but Tony caught her chin, "No, look at me sweetheart...look at me."
As she did as he asked he pushed himself inside her. It was hard to tell who moaned the loudest but within a second, as Tony stood with her legs wrapped around his waist in complete control the passion was beyond anything either one of them could have imagined. His pace grew quicker and quicker as he struggled to hold on but he was desperate that they both climax together. He whispered into her ear, encouraging her, telling her how much he wanted her, how beautiful she was. Every word he said made her moan for him. He pushed himself even harder to the point her entire back was slamming against the counter wall. He hoped he wasn't hurting her but by her reaction, the look on her face and the way her eyes begged for more assured him it was ok. He had never had an experience like this before. It was so heated, so raw and full of intense desire. He begged her to come with him and within seconds she was at the same point as Tony and they climaxed together.
It took a long time for them to regain their breath and slow down. They didn't stop kissing for so long, neither wanting this to ever end. Tony nearly blurted out that he loved her but just caught himself. He wanted to tell her more than anything in the world but he was afraid. He couldn't stop staring into her eyes, he still couldn't believe this had just happened. He couldn't believe he was with Michelle Dessler.
Michelle was struggling to calm down. They were still in the same position, they just kept kissing one another and letting their hands roam each other's bodies. She ran her hand across his sweaty forehead and through his hair. He still had that look in his eye as he stared at her. She started to wonder what was going to happen next when he picked her up from the counter, she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. He spoke softly in her ear, "Feel like a shower?"
"Sure...yes, I mean...yeah that would be good."
They both laughed. As he placed her down so she was standing next to him he kissed her on the forehead, "You are amazing."
She felt like she could cry she was so emotional. She had just had the most intense intimate moment of her life with the man she had spent the last year falling madly in love with yet with the way everything had happened, she wasn't sure exactly where she stood with him. She could feel her face going blush at his compliment and he noticed straight away. "You have gone red sweetheart..."
"I guess I'm not use to having someone say such nice things to me."
Nothing could hide the shocked look on Tony's face. "You have to be kidding me...how you are not snatched up with someone talking to you like that every day is beyond me!"
"I could say the same thing about you." They both stayed staring at each other for a minute. It felt like the they were both thinking the same thing.
Tony felt like he just let the perfect opportunity go by to tell Michelle that he wanted to be that person in her life. That it made him feel a little sick because now that he had been that close to her, the thought of another man ever touching her made him feel physically ill.
Michelle watched as Tony started to turn the shower on and get things ready he swayed a little. She ran over to him and caught him by the arm. "Tony, you ok?"
He nodded his head and tried to give her a smile but it was more than clear he was still either drunk or feeling funny. "Yeah I'm ok, don't worry."
Michelle was worried about him. He certainly wasn't quite right. She was about to push it a little further when Tony's doorbell rang. Tony looked at his watch, it was nearly 7am. "Who the fuck is that?"
Michelle watched him as he continued to swear under his breath as he turned the shower off and pulled his top back on. She still pretty much had all her clothes on, she just needed to do her top back up and straighten herself up. She wondered who would be knocking on his door at this time of the morning. He was really acting pissy at them being interrupted. Michelle wasn't sure what she should do. "Tony, what do you want me to do? Should I wait here?"
"I don't want you having to wait in here by yourself. It is up to you...I'll get rid of whoever it is."
She watched as he kind of stumbled a little out of the bathroom and down the hall. She laughed a little quietly when she heard Tony scream "WHAT?" before even answering the door. She decided to hang back until she knew who it was.
It was Tony's brother Jeff. Tony stood looking completely confused at his brother, finally Jeff spoke, "Are you alright man? I got here as soon as I could."
"What are you talking about?"
Jeff laughed. "Were you seriously that tanked? You look like shit Tony! You called me off your head last night as I was getting on the plane home, I've been so worried about you."
Tony stood to the side to let his brother in. "Sorry, I was struggling. I barely even remember calling you..."
Jeff smirked. "Barely remember? You mean I consoled you about Michelle for 40 minutes and you don't even remember? Have you been awake all night?"
As soon as Jeff mentioned Michelle's name, Tony winced and looked down the hall-way to see her standing there looking very confused. He pushed the door closed and waved Michelle to come down. Jeff turned to see who Tony was waving to. Guessing it was Michelle straight away. He smiled at her and then looked at Tony. "Sorry..."
Tony looked humiliated. As Michelle got close enough to them, he did introductions. "Jeff this is Michelle, Michelle this is my brother Jeff."
Jeff smiled and put his hand out to shake her hand. "Nice to meet you Michelle. Sorry to interrupt you guys, I was just worried about Tony and my flight just arrived in and I wanted to make sure he was ok."
"Nice to meet you too."
Tony stepped forward. He still looked completely humiliated. "Sorry Jeff, I shouldn't have called you like that and worried you. I ended up calling Michelle as well and she was kind enough to ummm...drive me home."
Jeff grinned. "You call me any time, you know that. Just glad to see you are ok."
Michelle had no idea what to do. She was embarrassed, intrigued about Jeff's comment about having to console Tony for 40 minutes about her. She turned slightly, "Umm, how about I go and give you guys a chance to catch up..."
Tony jumped straight in. "No, no. I don't want you to go. Here I'll make us all some coffee."
Jeff then spoke up. "Nah, I'll leave you guys to it. As long as you are ok."
Tony started to back away from the door. "Just have a coffee. You came all this way..."
Jeff agreed. Michelle asked Tony if she could borrow a warmer top. Tony asked Jeff to give them a minute. Jeff made himself at home and headed into the kitchen to start the kettle whilst Michelle and Tony headed back toward the bedroom.
Tony grabbed a sweatshirt quickly and handed to it her. He spoke quietly, "I'm so sorry Michelle..."
"It's alright Tony. It's nice your brother cares about you like that to come and check on you." She gave him a little cheeky grin.
Tony rubbed his face and half smiled. He was embarrassed knowing she had heard Jeff's comment about him calling about her. He watched as she slightly turned to the side a little and went to pull the top on he had given her and that is when he saw bruising on the base of her lower back. He reached over to her, "Chelle, you have a bruise on your back!"
Michelle shrugged and continued to pull the top over her head, "I'm fine Tony."
He felt extremely concerned that the bruising was from him, when he had her on the counter. "No, its not fine, let me have a look."
"Tony, please don't worry. Anyways, your brother is waiting for us."
Tony stood behind her holding her by her waist. "I don't care." He lifted her top up slowly. He could tell she was holding her breath and it made him wonder if she already knew there was a bad bruise, that she had pain from it and knew he was going to find something. He gasped when he saw about 5 different areas on her back that were forming pretty dark bruises. "Oh my God Michelle."
She pulled away from him and pulled her top down. "I told you, I'm fine."
"You are not fine. That is from before isn't it? I was way too rough with you...fucking hell..."
She shook her head and folded her arms. "It doesn't even hurt..."
"Don't lie to me."
They stared each other down. Michelle wasn't upset with Tony over it, she was just as involved as he was. She was feeling funny though. After what they had just done, what she needed was to be close to Tony. Have him hold her – something to let her know he didn't regret it, that he was happy they had been together. Now with Jeff in the next room she knew she wasn't going to get that from Tony and it made her anxious and want to withdraw from him a little. In frustration she threw her hands up in the air, "So what? I was just as involved, it wasn't just you. It just happened. I'm fine..."
Tony was really upset. Upset at what he had done and now very upset at how Michelle was behaving. Was she regretting everything that had happened? Was she angry with him? The idea that he had hurt her, whether he meant it or not made him feel physically sick. He took a step towards her and lowered his voice. "Why are you acting like this? Why can't you even tell me the truth about how it feels?"
She sighed. "Ok...it hurts a bit. But it is just bruises and it will go away. Can we go back to your brother now? I don't need him thinking even worse of me..."
"Worse of you? What makes you think that?"
"I heard him Tony...he had to spend '40 minutes consoling you about me'. What did you tell him all the ways I screwed up yesterday and let you down?"
Tony was completely shocked. She had totally taken him by surprise. All he wanted to do was wrap her up in his arms and tell her how much he loved her. He needed to be close to her. He felt like everything was falling apart. "You really think I would say anything like that to Jeff about you? You really think I even think anything like that about you? That really hurts..."
"What am I meant to think?"
Tony stood so their faces were just a couple inches apart. He could see in her eyes how scared or frightened she was, how confused she was. "I was telling Jeff how much I cared for you but that I thought I'd really fucked everything up and would never really get the chance to be with you. He's known how I've felt about you for a long time. I told him we had kissed and that I wanted to call you but I didn't know if I should. I'd never say a bad word about you."
Michelle had tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just freaked out."
"Because you are angry with me for hurting you? For last night?"
She wiped the tears from her cheeks. "You just don't get it do you? What happened last night, what we did...I've never...I've never done that before. I've never been with someone that I haven't been dating for awhile. And...and...We were yelling, we were basically fighting and then that happened. I just need to be close to you. I want you to want to hold me...or...or something but I don't even know what you're thinking..."
Michelle didn't know how to finish what she was saying and she knew if she kept going or standing there with him looking at her like that she would really lose it so she pushed passed him and headed towards the bathroom. "Don't worry. Just forget it. You better got to your brother."
Tony couldn't believe it. He hated that she felt that way, that he had made her feel that way, especially when all he wanted was to be as close to her as possible and hold her. He rushed to catch up with her and caught her by the shoulders. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and whispered into her ear. "You don't think I feel the same way? If Jeff hadn't come, I would have held you as close as possible in the shower and then I would have wrapped you up in my arms and not let you out of my sight for a second. I am scared to death of what you are thinking and feeling after the last few hours. We have so much to sort out. I'm going to get rid of Jeff. Will you promise me you will stay so we can talk and work this out? Please, please don't leave."
She nodded her head.
"Promise me Chelle."
"I promise."
He kissed the side of her face. "Please come back out. I know you feel like crap but I need to be able to see you. Just come back out and I'll have Jeff gone as soon as possible."
"Ok, let me just wash my face and I'll come out."
He whispered thank you and kissed her again before releasing her and heading back out to his brother.
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