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Four days into their relationship and it was Wednesday. Murphy sexed his little girlfriend up right then made them breakfast while she showered. He always cooked them breakfast and made the coffee. French toast, her favorite. He made it with cinnamon and was surprised at how good of a cook he was. They ate together, smiling and talking. Then he picked her up, placed on top of the table and climbed on top of her. She laughed until he started kissing her. He knew they had ten minutes until she had to leave so he kissed her until her face was flushed and her chest was heaving, making sure to use the whole ten minutes to tease her with his mouth on hers. He loved sending her out into the world, wanting him, knowing she'd remember their morning all day and pouch him the second she got home. She always attacked him and he loved her sexual needs.
Sometimes she'd make him lay on his back, telling him he wasn't allowed to touch her during the sex. It killed him and turned him on to no end. It always reduced him to begging her while she rode him, deep and hard. The few times he had tried to touch her when she said no, she had smacked his hand and it took everything in him to not come right away. In the bedroom she was controlling, sometimes ordering him around, telling him what she wanted and when. He loved it. It had been completely unexpected.
" Have a good day, Baby." Murphy whispered against her lips.
" You too." She whispered, gripping his shirt tight.
" You have to let go of me." He said with a deep chuckle. Ariella sighed but did what he said. She stepped out into the hallway with a smile and her eyes misted over with lust.
Shortly after she left, Murphy promised Krispy they'd go for their morning walk after he washed the dishes and showered. He filled the sink with soapy water and started washing when his brain opened up and all his memories started to unload all over him. Murphy's eyes snapped shut, his hands gripped the counter and he sank to his knees while gritting his teeth together.
" Murphy! Who was that!" Jenna screamed at him as a girl scrambled out of their apartment.
" Whitney, I think but I can't be sure." He said, strolling back into their room.
" Were you having sex with her in our bed!" Jenna yelled, following after him
" Seems like it." Murphy said.
" Why do you do this to me!" Jenna snapped.
" Because you let me." Murphy answered.
Murphy Reedus. That was his name. Jenna Austin, that was her name. She knew he slept around. Sometimes she'd yell about it and they'd fight. Sometimes she'd cry and he'd say he was sorry without meaning it. He'd never leave her because she had money. She'd never leave him because he was her arm candy.
" Getting women is easy." Murphy said to his friend, Nick. " First, you have to take your time. Really look at them. The ones who will give it up the easiest will have this look to them, this need in their face."
" And those are the ones you go after?" Nick asked while they strolled through the club.
" Of course. They want a man so bad they will believe anything you say to them.
Murphy lived in a penthouse in Chinatown with Jenna. He drove a black Dodge truck.
" How do you manage to keep getting away with sleeping around?" Jason asked.
" Because Jenna needs me and we both know it. She knows I make her look better. She knows I'll make her cum in bed and she knows only I will put up with her stupid shit." Murphy answered.
" But you don't even like her." Jason said.
" But she's rich." Murphy said with a smirk.
Murphy squeezed his eyes tighter as he broke out into a sweat. Krispy sighed and laid down, making sure she hit him as she did it. He shook his head as memory after memory dumped on him. He was a womanizer and proud of it. He fucked what he wanted, not caring about the feelings of anyone involved. He used people but people used him. He didn't have any real friends. They all used him for the women he could bring them but he didn't care.
And he didn't care when Jenna would catch him in the act. She was a miserable, horrible person. She hate people she deemed less than her standards. She turned away from the homeless, refused to tip anyone, and hated children. She felt like she was better than anyone else and didn't care about anything but her hair, nails and clothes. She'd rather burn her clothes than give them to the Goodwill or a shelter. She loved for shopping and bitching.
" No. This isn't me." Murphy whispered. " I'm not that guy." But he was and he knew it.
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After his shower and Krispy's walk, Murphy hurried across town. He walked into his apartment building and to the front desk. He told the clerk he had lost his key and was giving another one with no questions asked. The clerk knew better than to question him. Jenna could get anyone fired with the snap of her perfect fingers.
" Thanks, man." Murphy said before he hurried to the elevator.
He shifted his weight back and forth as he rode up to his floor. What would Ariella think if she found out what type of man he was? Would she still want him? Hell no, not that he deserved her though. Murphy decided, as he hurried down his hallway, that he would grab his wallet and truck then walk away from that life. This was not him anymore. He was not that guy. The accident had rattled something loose in his brain and he didn't want to be this guy anymore. Truth be told, he hadn't been very happy with himself for a while. But now, well he had a real chance for a real life, with a normal girl who was sweet and caring.
Murphy walked into the perfect apartment and right to the kitchen counter. He snatched up his wallet and checked it over. He had three hundred dollars in cash and four credit cards, cards he knew would have a zero balance thanks to Jenna's dad paying the bill every month. He was going to cut three of them up. He would contact the credit card and have the bill sent to him, instead of Jenna's dad. Murphy snatched up his truck keys, tucked his wallet away and left the apartment key on the counter. He grabbed a piece of paper and wrote Jenna a note.
We're done. I can't be this guy anymore. I'm sorry for everything. Murphy
He shut the door and hurried away, eager to be rid of the place.
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" Murph!" Ariella called as she walked into her apartment later that evening. " Hey,
Krispy." She crouched down and started to rub the dog's face and head. With a smile and a laugh, she planted a kiss on each of Krispy's cheeks, dodging the dog's tongue.
" Hey Baby, guess what?" Murphy asked as he strolled out of their room. He hardly ever went to Sean's room since they became a they. He had only went to get clothes but he didn't have to do that now. He used one of his credit cards and bought himself a few items so he didn't have use her brother's stuff anymore.
" What?" Ariella asked, standing up and smiling at him.
" I got a job today." As he took Krispy for her early afternoon walk, he passed an office with a help wanted sign on it.
" You did? Doing what?" Murphy took her hand and pulled her towards him, circling his arms around her waist. With his memories haunting him all day, he just wanted to hold her close and try and forget again.
" I'm going to fix the lights on billboards and change the signs as they need it." He said.
" How are they going to pay you? I mean, it's not like you can fill out W2's." She said, pressing herself into his warmth.
" Ah, I explained what happen to me and he's gonna pay me under the table." That was a lie. " Guy needs help so bad, he hired me on the spot." That was the truth. " He's even letting me use a company truck and phone." Lie. He went to Verizon, got a new phone and dropped himself from Jenna's account and opened his own.
" Well that's great." She said quietly. Her head came to rest against his chest.
" You don't sound every happy. You know I can't live off you forever." Murphy said. He closed his eyes and kissed the top of her head.
" No, I know that. It's just...I don't want you to leave. I know most couples don't live together right away and we are but I don't want you to move out." She admitted. Murphy frowned and opened his eyes again. He hadn't planned on moving out.
" Yeah well most guys don't step out in front of hot girls cars." Ariella tilted her head up and smiled at him. Murphy found himself grinning in return. " I don't really think you and I are the typical couple and I don't see why we should change that now." He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. " So I'm not going anywhere. As long as Sean doesn't mind, I had intended on staying here. Now that I'm working, I start tomorrow by the way, I can chip in for the monthly bills."
" Speaking of Sean..." She said with a groan as she pulled away. She took Murphy's hand and they started towards the bedroom so she could change. " I have to pick him up from the airport Friday afternoon."
" You gonna tell him that I'm living here?" Murphy asked.
" I'm not sure. I'm not worried about him knowing the clothes. I can pull out his shirts that he never wears and I'm sure he will actually sleep at Lauren's place while he's home. He usually does when he comes home from work. He takes Krispy and goes there but if he knows I brought you here from the hospital, he will really pissed." Ariella said.
" Well, you don't have to worry about the clothes." Murphy said. " My new boss, David, because of my situtation, advantanced me some of what my paycheck will be so I got some work clothes." Lie.
" Really? I have never heard of that." Ariella said, dropping his hand so she could start to get undressed.
" Yeah well, he feels bad for me." Murphy commented as he crawled onto their bed. He laid across it to watch her change. He grinned to himself. He loved her body.
" I guess. So what will your schedule be?" She said, pulling open one of her drawers.
" I'm going to work Monday thru Friday, Eight to six." Murphy answered.
They ate dinner together after she was changed, cleaned up then took Krispy for a walk, staying wrapped up into each other. It struck Murphy as funny that he was completely content, walking a dog down a sidewalk with his arm wrapped up in Ariella's. Usually he wanted to go out, drink, and look for a new tail. But now, all he wanted to do was take her home, curl up and watch a movie, then make her moan under him or above him. And the idea of that, made him harden up right away. He squeezed her and kissed her temple.
" Let's go home. I want to try something with you." He whispered. Ariella smiled.
" I know that voice." She said.
" What voice?" Murphy asked in surprise.
" Your sex voice. Your voice drops down, gets lower and more husky when you start to get turned on." Murphy laughed, pulling her closer.
" You have a rocking body, who won't want it?" He said.
With Krispy banished from Ariella's room, Murphy changed their bedroom play up. He slowed it down, took his time. He used his mouth on her for the first time, went speechless when she replayed him by using her mouth on him. Murphy drew out their pleasure and refusing to let either one have relief. He held off as long as he could. They were sweating, she was begging, he was groaning by the time he let them both fall.
When they came down, he almost collapsed on top of her. He felt her heart slamming against him as he regained himself. Before he fell asleep, he moved to her side and gathered her to him. He tucked her into his chest and closed his eyes. Ariella's arm stretched out, across his chest. Her hand went against his side and she completely relaxed. Murphy squeezed her and nestled his face into her hair.
" I really like you." He whispered. Ariella smiled with her eyes closed. " Like a lot. I really want this to work and I haven't never felt like that before."
" You mean you think you haven't." She said. Murphy opened his eyes and frowned into the darkness.
" Yeah, Ella, I think." Lie. He knew it. Even when he and Jenna first started dating, he hadn't cared if it worked or not. In fact, he had went into the relationship just wanted the sex and her money.
" I really like you too." She said, snuggling even closer to him.
She slipped her left leg over his. His right hand came to her thigh right away. He pulled her leg up so he could stroke her. This was a new feeling for him too. He never cuddled. He and Jenna fucked then slept on different sides on the bed what he and Ariella had just done...well it was as far from fucking as he could get. He sighed and kissed her head again.
" You are my favorite memory." He whispered.
" That's because I'm your only memory." Ariella whispered with her voice laced with sleep.