Shades of Cool: 7
We pulled up to his driveway and I couldn't be more happy than to get out of the stuffy car. The mood was super tense and I was very uncomfortable, I wanted to go home and just sleep until work at noon tomorrow but here I was still with an upset Four. We both got out of the car and the cold wind slapped me in the face instantly giving me a breath of fresh air. He walked on my side and I slipped the ring off of my finger, "Here you go."
He took the ring with just a nod and we stared at each other almost to say "what now?" but neither one of us had the voice to say it so I just gave him a kind smile and walked towards my car and he went to his door. I kind of expected that we would make up and go into his house but I could sense that he was bothered by something and I wasn't really feeling it so it was best to just head our separate ways. I hope I didn't ruin anything because I haven't even started thinking about my bakery yet, this will mess up my dream and fascinating sex life. I wanted to shout after him and tell him to text me if he needed me but he already knew that so I just drove home and wiped off my makeup before getting into my comfy bed.
A week went past without any communication from him and I started to get worried, but with luck I soon found myself on my knees bobbing my head in between his thighs with his hand tangled in my hair after getting a call from him in the middle of grocery shopping. I fucking skipped through the self checkout section and went straight to him not caring that I had ice cream in the back seat melting as I drove from the town towards his home, we were still on. . . hopefully, and I would still have a chance with him. Not much was said that day, we had our usual sex routine in a different position, with a different depth, a different climax and I went home. Things started to get back in the loop of our schedule but I never really did ask him why was he so upset that night, neither one of us brought up that awkward moment and I really didn't feel like dealing with his different persona.
I could feel that things were different though by the way his hand gripped my throat tighter than usual, his hard poundings and ass slapping almost left me in tears both of pain and pleasure. His roughness was not foreign to me but this one was, he was rougher. The way our skin slapped from the back harder than usual, louder than usual, left me in a daze but also pure confusion. Did I make him mad? I questioned to myself one night with my vagina sorer than ever, I wanted to tell him that his thrusts were too deep, his hand cracked down too hard on the tender flesh of my ass or how my scalp was sore because he pulled my hair tighter than normal.
Yet, my body craved for it. His animistic side. I wanted him to touch me roughly but care for me after, sometimes on my lunch break I would think such thoughts and scold myself for actually wanting him to care for me after said sex. I got it confused on if I really wanted a relationship, but I knew I was jumping the gun and thinking irrational. This is what society wants to happen, I thought to myself as I bit into my sandwich looking out at the dark clouds from a cafe I was staying at. I was just supposed to get some money and please this man, but not want to turn out with a full blown relationship with marriage and kids. Hell no, I wasn't going to be like everyone else. I get what I get and he is pleased at the end of the day, by the end of this 6 month trial I will see if he really wants it. That's why I can't get all my eggs in a basket and even think about opening the bakery yet until I sign that contraction giving my body to him when he needs it permanently.
That was until he got tired of me and got in a serious relationship or if I felt the need to stop because I made it to where I wanted to be. I got my money stacking up in my bank account and some emergency money at home so I had a back up plan if he ever dropped me. But those days that he didn't call me, my body craved him, when I thought about what he was doing my mind would wander and I would find myself with two slender fingers thrusting inside of me to get a release that I didn't get that night. My body was telling me I wanted him but the other side left it alone.
"Fuck." I whimpered, back arched so deep it hurt my spine. He was behind me, his hand gripped my waist tightly and I suddenly forgot how to breathe. Like usual, his thrust left me wanting more but also mercy. He was fairly softer this time but as soon as I cried out his name his thrust became violent and took away my breath. His right hand pulled on my hair to look back at him and he leaned down and slammed his lips on to mines never losing a beat. His body always had a sexy sheen to it but never dripped sweat, his throaty groans made me moan louder and louder until my walls started to contract around his hammering dick. The room was filled with my moans and gasps of passion while it followed behind our skin and the wetness swishing each time he pulled out and drove himself back in. My eyebrows were furrowed and eyes shut, I bit my lip so hard from crying out that I swear I bit through it.
"Shit." I heard him grunt as soon as my body clenched around him and my orgasm hit me. I came around him violently, clit throbbing, and cum oozing out of me and onto his rigid, pulsating dick. One of his other things that I know he is mad at something because he drives right into me after like a few minutes of kissing. When he's not upset he would soften me up and we would have some foreplay because as much dick as I got from him, he's still a little too big for him to comfortably fit in my channel so he needed me extra wet and ready for him. Today was one of his days that he was upset and I already know I'm going to soak in the bath before I go to bed. I felt him cumming into me and I collapsed into the mattress, heaving for air as he laid down beside me. I heard him wipe his dick off with his discarded t-shirt and I still didn't have any energy to sit up and look at him. I was exhausted, and I hated the fact that I needed to get up, get dressed, and drive home.
"My friend is coming over soon." I peeked up at him. It was a little hint that I needed to get my shit together and get ready to go. We still haven't met each other's friends and I doubt that it was going to happen, not anytime soon. No one was supposed to know about our little inside arrangement. It was for our knowing only.
I shifted a little bit and felt that dull ache inside of me and I groaned, "Did I do something wrong?" I questioned as he got up off of the bed and I watched him get the room clean. I found his box of tissues and cleaned myself up and put on my thong and bra.
"Pardon me?" He questioned confused as he went into the bathroom. I sighed and put on my pullover sweater before pulling my curly hair into a bun, each step was a little painful but I just kept thinking about making pastries and bomb ass coffee so I sucked it up.
I sat on the edge of the bed and peered around the room for my boots, it was freezing outside and almost Christina's wedding. She wanted a Winter Wonderland all of a sudden which was a change in so many plans. He came from out of the room in some briefs and I gulped meeting his eyes, "I mean, if I did something wrong I'd rather you tell me that destroy my pussy." He actually laughed at me and I felt heat form in my cheeks. I was telling the truth and to see him show some other type of emotion other than angry was a relief.
"No, you haven't done anything wrong. Just. . . I've been really troubled for the past couple of weeks. Just give me time." He stepped closer to me, his bed was high up but he still towered over me. He placed his hands on either side of me and caged me in, "And I'm sorry for. . . destroying your pussy."
This time I laughed, "Seriously though, I'm gonna have to call out of work soon. I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to walk anymore." I whimpered when he leaned down and bit on the tender flesh of my neck. The thought of his friends flying straight out of the window and his tough demeanor. I'm glad I finally said something, if I had know it was going to be this easy I would have said something a lot sooner.
"Well that's just what I want to hear." He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me again. I wrapped my arm around his neck and enjoyed this tender kiss because I didn't know when his next mood change would be and I would get punished again. This kiss wasn't rough and fast like our other ones, but if wasn't soft and sweet. It was tender, passionate, lustful. Like we needed another release, I knew I did because as our tongues battled for dominance I felt my clit throbbing again through my thong and I was wet already. This time around, when his hand went around my throat he didn't squeeze, he just left it there, holding my neck in place.
"Please." I whimpered into his mouth, I sounded needy which I was. I wanted his dick but this time around I wanted it to feel different. I wanted to still make me cum as hard but more feeling to it. I saw him contemplating in his mind but I nibbled on his bottom lip, "Please baby." I whined, rubbing on his semi-erection. I kissed him again and he groaned into my mouth as I touched him through his boxers. The tables were turned now because I needed him and he was going to be the person I was using. I wanted him to fuck me, hard and steady not fast and hammering.
Then it happened, I found myself under him his thrust were just like I wanted, my back was kinda against the head board and he his thick, long, and hard cock was going in and out of me at a steady yet hard place. My eyes tried to stay focus on him but they kept going in the back of my head, his hands were holding my thighs apart far and wide as my fingers rubbed my clit. I was whimpering and groaning. It felt so good I wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, someway to express my emotions on how good this felt, "Fuck." I groaned and threw my head back, "Yes daddy." It was so exotic and kinky for me to say, but it was in the moment and the way he groaned and bit my ear, begging me to whimper like that again calling him other than his name I did it again and I felt himself restraining to not thrust any harder and turn back into his ravishing Tobias.
The atmosphere was so heavy and sexy our delicious musky scent of sex filled the air and I'm glad we kept the door kind of cracked for ventilation, "Say it again." He worked in and out of me, twisting and driving himself back in. I loved the way he pulled out to the tip and drove himself back in, the way the sound of my wetness getting more and more intense.
"Daddy." This time it was mixed with a moan, I too were getting turned on from it and each thrust was like a shock of pleasure directly on my clit that I was rubbing and I knew too soon I would cum again.
One of his hands came back to it's home spot which was around my throat and he actually squeezed a little tight this time making my eyes shoot open and look at him. The ecstasy I was feeling was enough to leave me breathless and now he was choking me, "Look at me." His voice was raspy, nothing that I knew. I felt that we were both getting to caught up in emotion, especially the way my eyes were slightly tearing up. . . I knew I was getting to into it. Yet, I stared directly into his eyes for as long as I could until my eyes were fluttering, "Keep them open, babygirl." His pet name nearly threw me over but I hung on for dear life.
"I'm gonna cum-" I threw my head back and started to moan like crazy, feeling my walls clench and un-clench I knew soon I would come undone. But, just as I gasped his phone rang and as much as I tried to not get distracted we both looked at the devil vibrating on the dresser, "Don't answer it." I turned back to him and pulled his lips to mine but he pulled away from me and answered the phone. I wasn't loud but I threw my head back and let out small groan of frustration staring at him and whispered "Unbelievable" to myself. I was so close to creaming on his cock.
"Wait, I don't understand you." Four talked back on the phone, still buried deep inside of me and my hand still on my clit but not moving anymore. My legs felt like jelly but I turned us over and kissed on his chest, he had tattoos on his body not too much but enough that it looked sexy on his skin. I kissed on his bronze chest and I felt him grip my ass to stop me but I didn't have that in mind so I slowly started to ride him. Up and down, in and out. Simple. His cheeks were red as he talked back on the phone and groaned softly, "I have stuff here so you don't need to worry about that, yes I'll come help you with the stuff."
I clenched my walls around him and he groaned as my movements started to pick up, "No, I'm fine. I'm. . . using the bathroom." Even in my horny state I couldn't help but to stifle my chuckle and started to thrust him in and out of me. My clit rubbed against him so I didn't need to do it myself, I threw my head back and purposely put my breast in front of his face, and he was mesmerized, "Zeke, yes, I'm going to help you with the bags, I'm coming." I smiled again and kissed his cheek as he hung up the phone.
"Soon." I added, he would be coming soon especially with me on top. I rode him nice and sexy, soon I found myself at it's peak but it was nothing before and I finally fell over the precipice, cumming hard on his dick. So hard I stopped movement and he had to throw me on my back and fuck me until he came inside of me for a second time. I don't know what I would have done without birth control because I feel like I have more cum in me than a pornstar. It felt good though. . . sometimes. Others, I wanted him to pull out and like cum in a shirt just not on me or in me because other times it was it was a lot to clean up. But, everyday I made sure I swallowed that little tablet to prevent pregnancies, it was the most effective but I wasn't pregnant yet. Hopefully never while we were keeping this on the low, we don't even go together.
Frantic knocks came from downstairs, he groaned and pulled out, "I'm so sorry to leave you like this but the guys are downstairs. I'm gonna distract them so you can go." He kissed me again and put on his boxers and quickly followed them with clothes. I felt kind of sad because he had to go, because I wanted to be unrealistic and cuddle with him. Fuck, I'm being cliche, I sighed in my brain as I quickly went to the bathroom and took the quickest shower known to man and just as I zipped up my boots he walked in the room shutting the door quietly behind him. I was able to sneak out without them noticing anything, there were a group of guys sounded like they were in the living room and they were shouting and laughing. . . good to know he has friends. I left and thanked god I always parked a ways from his place so it wouldn't look suspicious. Then, I went home. Completely satisfied.
"January 12th, at 4:25. Dressing starts at 10 in the morning, the flowers will arrive at 11, 3:30 is when the doors will open and 4:25 is when the ceremony will start and at 4:50 is when the ceremony ends. The guest will move into cocktail hour while the bride and groom get ready for their arrival for their first dance which will begin at 7:35 after dinner if you guys are ready." Pimento Cheese and Prosciutto Biscuits, Mini Twice-Baked Potato with a Chive Sour Cream and Turkey Bacon Crumble, Stuffed Mushrooms, Spinach Tarts with Parmesan and Bell Peppers, Mini Sliders with Fries and Popcorn Shrimp are the appetizers to be given out during cocktail hour and there are so many different drinks that I can't even keep up.
For dinner there is a large menu to choose from and mix and match dinner plates. The main meat dishes to choose from are a delicious Steak cooked anyway you want with a warm Chimichurri Sauce, Crusted Chicken, or Pan-Seared Salmon with breadcrumbs. There was also a carving station if you wanted to get up and get like some turkey and other meats. The sides were mainly roasted vegetables to keep with the Winter Wonderland theme to keep everyone warm; Asparagus, Carrots. Broccoli. For some of Christina and Will's vegan friends there were other dishes like Stuffed Peppers and Risotto and also a pasta bar. They already had there cake but for some of the kids being there and just for the fun of it it was a sweet table and it had mini cakes and candies, hot chocolate and smores. Everyone was going to at least gain 5 pounds for the rest of the week.
I was at Christina's house working with Will and her for their wedding which was less than 3 weeks from now. I helped them plan all of this and now this is just finalizing stuff before the actual day, she already has her dress and shoes and we have our brides maid dresses and shoes. I swear Christina has changed her theme and colors so much I think we've gone through the rainbow, now it is periwinkle and silver. The venue is beautiful and a few blocks down from the church where they are getting married at. Will spoils the hell out of Christina along with her parents and when I saw the amount of everything I tried not to wrinkle my face, this was the most expensive wedding I think I've been to. But as long as she and Will were happy then I was happy. I was like their own little assistant and I planned the date of the rehearsal and their honeymoon to Jamaica. She wanted it perfect and I am trying to make it perfect for her.
She and I finally made up after some time because we both needed each other, especially now. She and Will were finally able to see eye to eye and everything was great, Four wasn't as rough with me but still closed up and wouldn't ever tell me why he was angry. But it wasn't really for me to ask.
Paying off my student loans aren't easy but I have finally started. Four and I's 6 months are almost over, in April was our last month and that's if he decided that he didn't want to continue it. I was praying that he did because I really needed this, that is the main reason I haven't even started thinking about my Bakery for the reason that I didn't want to purchase a building and I can't buy anything because I used up all of my money. I wanted to do so much in life right now, I had a lot of debts to pay off for college and I really wanted to move out of my building to another apartment but I couldn't move too fast or else I will fall and fail.
Overall I felt so glad that I could give back to my family. I took my mother and father out to dinner and we visited Caleb once because we took the train up there, yeah they questioned where I got all this money from but I told them that I got a raise and started to save for me. They weren't happy because they didn't want me to spend money on them but took it nonetheless. I still don't know how Four can give me all this money, but looking at his job I can sorta tell why. Telling Christina was on my mind, I wanted to tell her so bad but right now wasn't the best time, I think I will tell her after her honeymoon but there aren't any promises.
"Thank you so much, Tris. I don't know what we would have done without you." Will looked so stress free and calm I was happy he gave me a hug followed by Christina and I shrug on my jacket.
I shake my head with a chuckle as we head towards the door, "No problem, I'm going to start stock piling for my ingredients this Saturday. Everything is going to turn out wonderful." I smiled once I left and headed home slowly. I loved baking so I would not pass up the opportunity to bake for their wedding, I wasn't comfortable with making their actual cake so I left that to the professionals, I was working more on the small desserts at the treat station. Cupcakes, Cheesecakes, and other small tarts was what I was making so I would have to go to Sam's Club to buy all of the stuff. I was baking in large batches and I needed all the stuff I could get. I just don't know how I am going to pull it off in my small apartment, so I was probably going to ask my mom if I could use her kitchen.
Looking up towards the gray sky, I wondered when it was going to snow. I couldn't wait until I had someone to talk with around the fireplace while it snowed outside and drink hot chocolate. Soon, I told myself. Once I got on my feet and got a new place with my bakery, I can look towards something new. I am very young and I had a bright future ahead of me, I just know it.
*Please Read*
Tris is really getting into her feelings. Let me know in the comment section why you think Four was mad, I want to take this slow because he isn't just going to open up to her after screwing her once. They're going to have bumpy times because even in a relationship like this, people still have problems because they're human. Also, I think that full on calling him daddy like everyday is kinda cringy for this story because it's not a daddy kink book. If it were then it wouldn't be awkward. But, like I said earlier, it isn't going to full on just only like in the moment. Not all the time. So, enjoy!
