Chapter 10: Reunion
I had no intentions of getting stuff done today. After taking a steamy shower and getting dressed in a comfy sweater dress, I had plans on ordering a pizza for dinner and binge watching cooking shows on Food Network. My feet were perched on the edge of the sofa as my hand rest comfortably on my boob, a can of soda sat on the coffee table and my straight hair was pulled into a messy bun. Yeah, I didn't have plans on getting stuff done.
It wasn't until there was a knock at the door and I contemplated on cutting off the TV and not opening the door so I wouldn't have to face any humans today, but I opened the door anyways and what stood in front of me made my jaw drop, "Tobias?" I question as he smiles at me, his dimples forming on his cheek and his perfect, white, teeth flashing at me. He had on a pair of jeans with a sweater, jacket, with some gloves and his curly hair on top of his head in a messy form, he couldn't look more handsome, "What are you doing here in the states?" Anger instantly replaced my shock and happiness to see him. Thoughts of him kissing Victoria and giving her everything she wants makes my blood boil and I would love nothing more than to slam my door in my face, accusing him of putting me in my feelings.
"I wanted to see you." He uncovers his arms and steps closer to me, usually I would step back from him but I'm so shocked that I let his cologne invade my nose even more, "How are you?"
"Oh, now you want to see how I am?" I question, with my eyebrows furrowed, "How in the hell did you find out where I live? Also, how could you leave your precious Victoria back at home?" I cross my arms over my chest, giving him his turn to talk. I really want to get some things off of my chest and be able to curse him the hell out.
He rolls his beautiful dark blue eyes, "Tris, I have my connections to figure out where you are, babygirl." His accent and my pet name mixed together threatens for my legs to give out, I avoid looking him in the eyes and focus on his words and not his deep, rich, voice with that sexy accent of his because my panties would soon be drenched. See! This is why I can't be around him, because one moment he has me hating him and the other willing to do anything to please him, "And Victoria is fine without me, I don't want her, I want you."
"You should have thought about that before you kissed her in the hallway." I stubbornly say with my arms still defiantly crossed over my chest, I hold my head high and close my eyes, taking a deep breath, "Honestly, you can't just stroll up here like you just know I'm free. How do you know that I didn't have company or had my boyfriend over."
Displeasure flashes in his eyes, but instead he laughs and steps inside my apartment without asking me, "You have a boyfriend?" I remain quiet as he takes off his jacket and places it on the hook by the front door and where my keys are. My mouth starts to water at the sight of him in his long sleeve, thermal, t-shirt, that fits perfectly on his rippling muscles that I know so well under my touch. Memories flood my brain as I remember him giving me multiple orgasms that don't even feel the same, after we left the club, "Thought so. . You alright? You look a little flustered." He steps closer to me and I take a step back, not wanting to smell him any more before I jump his bones and make my next door neighbor, Mr. David, pissed at me.
"I'm fine." I narrow my eyes at him, "How are you just going to come into my apartment and make yourself comfortable? How do you know that I even want to see your right now, or if I have company coming over. Or-" He cuts me off when his lips press against mines and like usual, I go speechless. His large hand snakes up my back and settles on my throat, gripping slightly enough for me to still get a normal amount of air.
"You need to learn to shut-up. Okay?" Every word that would normally fall out of my mouth at him flies through the window and I give him a simple nod before his lips collide with mines and his other hand clutches my butt, sitting me on top of the dining room table. My hand grabs a fistful of his hair, curling my fingers in his natural curls. He detaches his mouth from mines only to place kisses on my tender neck, sucking slightly on the same spot that makes my eyes cross.
I whimper when Tobias stands and his hard-on rubs against my wet spot through my underwear. I couldn't be more grateful for wearing a dress for easy access. I get off of him and open the door to my bedroom, knowing that he doesn't know where the hell he's going. He lifts me back up and throws me on the bed making me chuckle and it gets shut down quickly when his soft lips come back to base. The kiss is feverish and quick, saliva being swapped as I take off his shirt and his warm skin comes in contact with my cold hands making him hiss in my mouth. I moan in appreciation when my dress comes off and his lips attach to the pink bud on my breast, throwing my head back with a whimper, wishing that I chose to not wear underwear either. He tugs on the silver barbell and groans with pleasure when my leg brushes against his straining manhood, "Hurry up." I whisper, wanting nothing more than to have Tobias buried deeply inside me so I can finally get off with fulfillment that my vibrator doesn't give me. I'm so tired of plastic, I want a real human. . . I want Tobias.
"So beautiful." Tobias mutters, taking in my nude body when I am out of my uncomfortably wet underwear. I smile at him and give a small laugh when I see him rip the packet open of the condom but I stop him and throw it on the ground.
"1, I'm still on birth control idiot and 2. you knew that we were going to have sex when you came over here?" I feel a little bit angry for him just expecting to get laid when he came over here. But, I can't be too mad because look where we are at.
He shakes his head, "No, I didn't expect this to happen. . . fully. But, I still came prepared." I roll my eyes at his cheesiness, muttering how whack he is. Seriousness cast over us as Tobias leans down and presses a kiss to my lips once more before his bulbous head brushes against my clit and I suck in a deep breath, sensations tingling my whole body down to my toes. Tobias slowly inches into my dripping entrance making my eyes instantly close and my jaw going slack. He stretches me in no return until he's all the way to the hilt, "F-ck, so tight." He moans into my neck. We both take time to get adjusted to the feelings of our bodies before he pulls out and slams back in, making me whimper. My nails dig into the flesh of his back, the only thing that is keeping me grounded to earth as he continues to pull and and out, making stars dance in my vision. With every thrust, he rubs against my clit and I know I won't be able to last long.
"Yes, Tobias. Harder." Steady thrust are given to me, gaining speed which only makes my moans continue to grow louder and louder like the closer I get to my orgasm.
His hand wraps around my throat like earlier, but squeezing tighter making me gasp with shock and pleasure, "Keep your eyes open." He demands as my eyes continue to flutter, "Don't close them." He whispers above my lips as his length gives me so much pleasure its hard to remember my own name. I try my best to keep my eyes open for him, my eyes flutter shut then open as they threaten to roll in the back of my head.
"Please." I mutter, looking him in his dark eyes that almost don't look the same. Tobias knows what I'm talking about; please let me cum and close my eyes, let my soul leave my body for once and give me what I've been craving since I left you in Russia.
"Cum." Tumbles out of his lips and that is the golden ticket that makes my back lift off of the bed, my eyes rolling in the back of my head, toes curling, and a loud whimper escaping my throat. I get hit by my orgasm like a truck and it washes me away. Everything stops, and when I open my eyes Tobias isn't there anymore.
I sit up quickly, sweat forming on my body making my tank top stick to my skin. Was it a dream again? Obviously by the slickness that sits in between my thighs, I had a wet dream. Another, wet dream. One of the many that I've been getting since I got back to the states and started everything up again. Tobias has been invading my dreams and giving me such mind-blowing orgasms that when I wake up my underwear is coated in slickness. Like clockwork, I reach into my dresser and finish myself off once again with my trusty vibrator that does nothing like the real thing.
I toss my cover off of me with a sigh and stalk my way to the bathroom, beyond sexually frustrated. I take a well needed cold shower to cool my heated skin before I get out and start my day. It goes by the same, going through piles of work only for more to be added on. Eating lunch with Christina went by as usual, she came from her job at the hospital to eat something quick and I told her about the dream I had. Marlene, who once told me, that it's better to voice what's going on in my head to someone rather than keeping it in would be better. Of course, her majoring in Psychology and being a part time counselor. Her dream job is to be a school counselor for a middle school where it's more rougher at.
I walk into my apartment and do the same as usual, place my jacket on the hook, place my shoes in the basket, put my takeout on the table, and then sorting through my mail. Every time I go through these white letters, my heart hammers in my chest with anticipation like I'm going to see another invite from Tobias and I will have to pack my formal dress. Instead, I don't find anything, and I don't know if I should be upset or happy.
Time goes by and no contact from Tobias whatsoever, which makes the dreams increase and my frustration. Everyone is starting to notice.
"You need some, and you need some now." Christina's tone snaps me out of my daze, making my eyes slide to her Hazel ones. I break my hard gaze of the fake plants in the wooden crate that sits next to one of the white tables in this food court. Christina invited me to go shopping with her after we exercised at the gym. I had nothing else better to do than use up all of my batteries and turn my fingers into raisins, "It's written all over your face and I'm getting tired of your snappy attitude, hell, I'm about to call Tobias my damn self make him ready for you when you get home from work.'
Thoughts of walking into my apartment and smelling his scent and see him sitting on the edge of my bed in nothing but a pair of briefs, waiting for me makes my mouth water and a heat to flood my body. I take a sip of my sprite that accompanied my grilled chicken sandwich and salad, I shake my head and glare at Christina for putting such dirty thoughts in my mind, "I'm not sexually frustrated if that's what your trying to imply. In all honesty, I'm fine." I tilt my chin up, my straight hair cascading down my back.
"No, you aren't. You aren't the same Tris that we left with," She purses her lips as I glance down at our bags from Rue 21, Sephora, Lush, and Victoria's Secret, I plan on grabbing my stuff and dashing for it but what comes out of Christina's mouth glues me to my chair, "Tobias must have struck something inside you that hasn't been struck since Eric."
I instantly feel offended as I furrow my eyebrows at my bestfriend in front of me, "What are you implying?"
"That. . . you really like him and he likes you but you two are so stubborn that you are each going to get what you want out of each other before you realized it's petty and you need to move on to a serious relationship." I continue to stare at her in disbelief, that she's actually taking his side, "I've known you for years and I know in your pissed off mind you are thinking that I'm on his side, but I'm not. I'm on the both-of-you-are-sexually-frustrated-with-each-other-and-you-need-to-change-that-shit-before-I-kill-you side. So, put on your big girl panties and phone him up, I'm sure he's not too busy to fly in."
"But what am I going to say?" I question with so many thoughts running through my head that I just want to scream at the top of my lungs and act like a two year old with a tantrum, "Oh, hello, Tobias. I just brought you to the states to tell you that I keep having wet dreams about you and I wanted to know if you could fulfill my fantasies, love me, and get rid of that lunatic Victoria?"
A lady gives me a weird look before grabbing her kids and walking quickly to the line for Wendy's, "Yes!" Christina eyes lighten up, "Here's the thing, I will get with Will to call Tobias and see if he can come here for a big announcement we have to make and we will help you two get together. I would ask Zeke but he would spill the beans to his brothers and before we know it, we will have a whole pot of damn chili." I giggle at her to take the uneasiness off of myself. I know that there is no backing out of Christina once she has her mind set and I shrug my shoulders.
"But, what would be the announcement?" It has to be something good and convincing.
Christina twiddles her thumbs and winces before looking up at me with a smile, "Tris, your going to be an Aunt."
"WHAT!" I scream loudly, mostly everyone glancing this way making me glare at them but turn back to my friend who is carrying the child of one of my good friends, and her husband. I smile widely and give her the biggest hug that I could have ever given her, "Did you tell Will? How far along are you? Why in the hell were we at the gym and your expecting?!" So many questions come out at once making her eyes widen at me.
"Yes, I told Will and I am 2 months pregnant, almost 3. I got pregnant during the time we were in Russia. Will and myself wanted to throw a gender party once everyone knew and that is going to be in 2 months in a half so you can get yourself ready and all mentally set for when you see Tobias." She smiles but then soon grimaces once again, "I still have yet to tell my parents, I told all of our friends, but I still haven't told them yet."
I furrow my eyebrows, "Why wouldn't you tell them. Wouldn't they be happy if they were going to be grandparents?" I think about my parents and how would they react if I were pregnant, or, more so, how would I react. My mom would probably scream and pinch Tobias' cheeks speaking Spanish to him while my father would have to warm up to the situation that Tobias actually had sex with me to conceive the child.
"You know how she reacted to us getting married and how she thought that we weren't ready, it's just going to be the same thing about us not being ready."
"Well, just tell them and if they think the same thing than who cares because soon they would warm up to the fact that they are going to be grandparents, I mean, they love Will so I don't see this issue." I shrug my shoulders, finishing off my salad before we get our stuff and leave, "I'll be with you the whole step of the way."
"Same here, with Tobias." She sings and I roll my eyes in my head. What have I gotten myself into this time?