Chloe has always been my back burner girl. The woman I called whenever I needed a release, then she told me that she loved me. I pushed her away, broke her heart. I had done it to try to save us both from a relationship that would have ruined me. Then I seen her with another man. Not just any man but one of my friends. That’s when I realized how much I loved her. I would do anything to get her back. I would soon learn that getting her back wasn’t going to be as easy as I thought, but it was almost easy.
“Chloe, I need you tonight,” I whispered catching her eyes before she quickly looked away, keeping her eyes on the road.
“I can’t Zane,”
“You know you want me, Chloe. I want to push inside of you and hear that first gasp you make when I’m buried deep inside of you. I want to move slowly and go as deep as I can go as you wither under me and beg me for more,”
“Zane! Stop please,” She meant it to sound demanding but it fell short when it came out on a broken moan.
“I can’t, Chloe, please let me come home with you,”
“No, Zane. This isn’t fair. Stop making me want you with your words,”
“It’s verbal lovemaking Chloe, I can have you begging me without ever touching you. That’s why we create fire when we’re together,”
“It isn’t fucking fair. Don’t do this to me Zane,”
“Please Chloe, I can’t go without you. I didn’t know that last time I had you was going to be the last time ever. If I did I would have savored it and dragged it out. Let me come home with you and make love to you. If it’s our last time I want it to take all night, I want to cherish you until you shatter in my arms and bring me with you,”
“Damnit, Zane.” She whispered before turning the car into the direction of her house.
I sat back in my seat with a small smile on my face. My hand reached out and linked with hers as we drove the rest of the way in silence. It might not have been fair of me to do this to her, but I needed her tonight and then I could stop. After all I’m sure I could stop fucking her any time I wanted to.