"OH MY GOD! THIS IS SOOO GOOD!" I exclaimed as I ate the Chinese food Ron bought me.
"Anything would be good to you," Ron said laughing. "As hungry as you are. You slept for about two days straight."
I tried to comment but had Shrimp Lo Mien already in my mouth. We were sitting on my bed watching TV and pigging out. Well I was pigging out; Ron was eating like he had home training.
"Do you feel better?" Ron asked chewing on some chicken.
I nodded my head, still stuffing my face. He laughed and my heart swelled, thank God we were on speaking terms because I don't know what I would do without him.
"I saw some of your drawings."
My eyes widened as I slowed down eating. He saw the drawings of himself? Oh man, he must think I'm obsessed with him!
"You have real skill in drawing. Your company would be happy with your work."
"Thanks," I said smiling widely.
"Now on those other drawings....."
Oh shit, here we go. He's going to say I am a stalker and doesn't want to be with me anymore. I can feel it.
"I'm happy to know you were thinking about me," he looked at me with a soft smile and I signed in relief.
"I'm always thinking about you," I said honestly.
He lifted his hand and cupped my cheek gently. I moved my face so that I could suck on his thumb. This time, he didn't stop me.
I put my plate beside his on the small table by my bed and he pulled my face towards him. He first sucked tenderly on my lower lip while unbuttoning my shirt. I climbed on top of his upright position and wrapped my legs around his lower back. I kissed him fully, loving the way his lips fit perfectly with mine. I pulled off his shirt and he kissed my neck, lowering the collar of my shirt down my arms. When my shirt was fully off, I could feel that he was ready and my hand made its way down to his pants.
I jerked my head up at the sound of the doorbell. Who the hell could this be? I didn't move to get it. I didn't want to move away from Ron.
"You should get that," He said in a sexy, husky voice.
"Why?" I said kissing his neck.
"Mmm.... because it might be important."
"Do you want me to?" I kissed his neck more, licking it and cause him to rub his hands up and down my back.
*Ding Dong* *Ding Dong*
"Dammit," I said and jumped off Ron. This had better be good.
I only snapped together one button in the middle and pulled on some cotton shorts. I rushed to the front and opened the door.
"What do you want? How did you find out where I lived?" I said, furious that it was James who interrupted something that could have been wonderful.
"I want to talk," He said pushing his way into my apartment.
"Hey, well I don't so get the hell out!"
"Why? You got company?" He challenged walking through the living room. "Nice place."
"Yeah, it's nice without any lying bastards living in it," I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the door. "Now get out before you fuck it up."
"No, I came here to say I'm sorry," He said resisting.
"Okay, you're sorry. Now bye," He was getting really annoying.
"Stop pulling me," He said and grabbed my wrist. Hard.
"Don't make me hurt you," I said.
"You will sit...." He pushed me to the couch. "And listen."
"No. Leave...." I tried to get up but he pushed me harder on the couch.
I kicked him in his knee and scrambled to get behind him but he tripped me and I fell to the ground. He jumped on top of me and ripped my shirt open.
"I love you and you can't get away from me," He said and tried to go for my shorts.
I lifted my leg up and kneed him in the balls; he cried out and back slapped me in my face.
Suddenly James was hurled off of me and on the floor. Ron pulled me up and pushed me behind him. Which was hard to do since I was lunging at James like a wildcat. I was not afraid to hit a man, especially if he hit me in the face.
"Who the hell are you?" James said getting up and walking towards us.
I ducked under Ron's arm and kicked James in the stomach. When he bent over I punched him hard in the face, hurting my own hand. James tried to hit me again but Ron pulled me back in time and caught his hand. He punched James on the other side of his face and it sounded like Ron broke his nose. James fell back, bleeding everywhere and Ron threw him against the wall.
"Don't you EVER hit Kris again, and if I see your ugly face ANYWHERE I will KILL you!"
Ron threw him out the front door and James ran in fear. Yeah, he should be scared. I was a little scared also at the way Ron looked right now. He really looked like he would have killed James.
He closed the door softly and when he looked back at me, his expression was gentle and sweet, just how it should be. He walked over to me and lifted his hand to my face. He looked sad and I realized that James must have left a mark near my eye. He led me into the bedroom and told me to stay there. I heard him rustling around in the kitchen and when he came back, he had a towel wrapped around some ice cubes. He sat next to me and lifted the cloth and pressed it softly on my bruise. I frowned slightly, pained a little by the mark.
"I'm sorry I didn't get to you before he hit you, I went to the bathroom after you left and didn't know what was going on until I heard him cry out. Did I hurt you just now?"
"No, I'm fine, I'm sorry you had to see that. I didn't know he could get so crazy."
"Don't worry, I'll protect you."
"I don't need...." I started and looked up in his eyes. They were so sincere that I chocked back a sob and felt my eyes begin to water. Why did he care so much?
"Please don't cry," He said softly and placed the cold rag on the nightstand. He ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me to his face. He kissed me, but not passionately or eagerly, slowly as if we had all the time in the world.
His other hand came up to my neck and soon down my shirt above my breast. My breath caught as he unbuttons my shirt and slipped it off my arms. His tongue brushed my teeth and I opened my mouth, taking in all of him. I had no bra on and he rubbed his hand up and down my bareback. I broke the kiss only for a moment so I could pull his shirt off of him.
We moved fully onto the bed and he gently pushed me to lie on the pillows. He climbed on top of me and kissed my neck, tenderly licked and biting. I moaned softly, bringing my legs up so he could be right on top of me. I moved my hand down to pull his pants off but he stopped me.
He kissed down further, stopping at my midsection and having a fantastic go with them. I rolled my eyes in ecstasy as he paid special attention to each of them. He was so good that I didn't even notice his hand gliding down my underwear. I gasped in surprise and
I couldn't take it. I arched my back up but he gently held me down, still doing his duo assault on my body. I wanted him so bad that it hurt but mainly, I wanted to please him as he has been doing me.
"Ron please...." I moaned but he shushed me.
In one fluid motion, he switched his fingers with his mouth and at that moment my world came to an end. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. Damn, he was good, hitting all of my spots rapidly. It was almost TOO good and I tried to move away but he kept a firm grip on my thighs.
I could feel my release coming; I could feel the beginning of the world crashing down. Ron pushed deeper into me until he hit that oh so important spot and I cried out in pleasure.
Ron lifted his head up, kissed my cheek and neck and then lied down beside me, pulling me up to his chest.
"Shhh, rest now, talk later."
I closed my mouth and my eyes. Soon enough I was drifting into a deep sleep but not before I heard a quiet mumble.