Is hard getting used to another body. Even when we fit so well I can't relax, I can't fall asleep either. I guess I am too aware of every single thing around me. My eyes have adapted to the darkness. My sense of smell too, maybe is because he is so close. Actually, he is all over me; one leg over mines, a hand under my shirt. He is far too comfortable and sleeping peacefully while I can't even move. The talk we had earlier about the interviews caught me off guard. He had actually landed me a few interviews for possible jobs with firms I hadn't even imagined applying to. I almost started to refuse but, if I get a job on any of them I'll be able to afford rent and so much more. Even an entry-level position at Scott & Spruce would be enough. That had been too kind of him to make those calls. All I had to do now was to make a good impression, good thing I had previous experience. In a week I would be sitting in front of heads of HR trying to impress them. I needed to find ou

Today is my interview, and I'm a nervous wreck. I forgot everything, even my name and what I'm doing here. I have to clutch my purse in my lap so I won't bite my nails in public. The woman I'm meeting has a considerable reputation and handles the most prominent accounts. I hope that at least I get to serve her coffee. Maybe one day she'll allow me to be in the same room with her.I dressed to impress. I have a blue silk dress shirt and a pencil skirt, medium height pumps, fake pearls, and minimal make-up. Professional. Just like one of those girls on Pinterest. I had woken up extra early and taken my time to do my hair and face. After all the begging, he finally let me go back to my own apartment, but there was a catch; take his money. I'm not sure how this will work, but that for sure meant I had to sleep with him. I didn't want to have sex in exchange for money.I have his money, so he owns me now.Crap.I was not going to think about it; I was already

He didn't stop me. He didn't even chase after me. I watched throw the tinted windows of my ride when we pulled away. Not once the door opens up.Why is our relationship so hard? Why can't we just be together, and that's it? "Why can't it be normal?""You said something back there?""No." Not at all. I wanted to crawl into bed and sleep, but God had other plans. As soon as my car pulled up in front of the building, the door opened, and I was yanked out. I didn't even have any time to react. From one car to another, just like the movies. The door is slammed shut. I know that I have to keep my mouth shut.He doesn't touch me or say anything. I don't even move."Out." He says when the car starts to slow down."But-.""Out Dolores."I want to say he's angry, but I have seen him angry, which is not it. I do get out, but I take my time. Enough time to annoy and make him bark another order. The hand on the small of my back feels like a

He moves away, my hand falling, and reaches onto the nightstand. I haven't even thought about protection but knowing him.  He's prepared.  He is always prepared. So this is really happening, like really. Like he's pushing my knees, bending them, and rolling the condom on until he is fully covered. I'm shaking. "Everything good?" "So good." I exhale, licking my lips. He nods, and his face is pure concentration. I feel it, a tap on my pussy. And then he moves closer, pushing forward. I can't help my reaction. I'm moving away from it, away from the increasing pressure. He is thicker than what has been in me before. And I'm having second thoughts about him fitting in without any trouble. I try to relax, and he jumps in to, kissing me. I feel it again, right at my door, waiting. My breath catches, and I move my face away, which is considerable. I

I watch her sleep, her mouth slightly open and her hair damp from the quick bath we had before. A breath of fresh air, that's what she is. Is awful that I am comparing her with all my other sex partners, but I can't help it. All I have to say is that it was good. So good. She felt so fucking good.She has had me working and wondering if it was only me, and now, she's here, sleeping soundly on my bed. Just watching her next to me makes me want to pound my chest like a savage and scream 'mine' at the top of my lungs.Next time I have to remind myself to go slower. Not only did I claim her little body, but I took out all those years filled with lust and want, where the main character of my fantasies was her when I imagined myself with her and not those other women.I had the real thing under me awoken something inside of me. I just wanted to see Dolore's face, listen to my name on her lips, bathing on her shiv