Holt's Holding (13 page)

He was still shocked, absorbing my words as he lifted off
me, pulling
himself
free from my center.
 
The moment he left my body, I suddenly felt
empty and missing his body in mine.
 
This
was fucked up
to say the least.

I watched him as he appeared frustrated, and pulled his
pants on. I
didn’t
understand what had him all flustered.

“You’re on birth control…please
tell
me you are?” he perched his hands on his hips looking to the ground.
 
Wow, he looked like he had just paled several
shades.

“Yes, not that you had the sense to ask
earlier.
Most men at least ask before they spill into a
woman Charlie!”
 
Ok, I was acting a bit
like a bitch, but it was true.
 
You
don’t
just spill into a woman without asking.

“Normally, I would. Nor do I have sex with a woman raw…
”
 
he
offered annoyed
with himself.

“Nor do I Charlie. I was a bit surprised this morning to
what I thought might have been…well, clearly was.” I sat up and wrapped my
robe. “I was sure there was no possible way. I thought it was no more than my
drunk and stooper dreaming. You are or were an off Limit.
And
,
I’m very committed to my off limits Charlie…however, I have no explanation for
last night. I know I came to bed and my bed alone.” I emphasized the alone
part. Looking up at him, his expression changed, boasting a devious grin.

“You are correct. I fear this may have been completely my
fault.” He looked to me still grinning.
 
That devious look in his eyes, said it all.
 
He
wasn’t
in the
least upset.
 
If
anything
he almost looked proud.

“How so?”
I was
really interested
in what he had to say.

He sat down on the edge of my bed and looked to the floor.

“Last night, the bartender…well, I thought her to be what
you refer to as a “one Nighter”, we both dropped some ecstasy. By the time, we
got back here. I had taken a phone call and she headed for the room. When I was
done, I forgot which room was which and followed the trail of clothing thinking
it was hers.” Pausing he breathed in and laughed, shaking his head “Did you
know you talk in your sleep?”
 
Charlie
rose
a brow in the sexiest manor.
 
Grinning he waited on my response.

“Nope…I didn’t as I wouldn’t have ever had anyone to
witness it. I don’t allow for anyone to sleep with me…you know what I mean.”

“Yes, I do understand, better than you think. Anyway, I
crawled into bed with you thinking it was she. I was a bit disappointed as I
thought she had passed out. I was about to just move to the sofa when you
called my name. Then you snaked yourself up on me. I thought you were
awake…well at first I thought you were not, but you said my name again and I
was sure you had woken up. Your eyes were wide open.” He closed his eyes as if
he was remembering, “Honestly, I was a bit shocked knowing it was you.
 
I mean fuck your Julie’s roommate!
 
I promised her I wouldn’t touch you.”
 
He laughed.

“I’m sorry I don’t remember...Well, maybe parts of it, but
I don’t remember.
 
I thought it was a
drunken dream.”
 
I laughed at how
obscured I sounded right now.

“I thought the sex was amazing…Lillian you are one very
talented woman in bed!” He grinned. “You were insatiable last night.
 
I thought you would never fall asleep…and
don’t
doubt that I was all about keeping up. I, however,
woke up this morning in your bed, which is something I never do. I left when my
phone rang knowing you probably needed the sleep, or what little you would
have. I heard your alarm go off a few minutes later. I
wasn’t
sure what the conversation would be this morning, and well, the way you
acted?
 
I thought that we were both on
the same page.” He paused then turned to me, as I was quiet and listening to
his version of the events.

“When you came out this morning getting dressed, I thought
you knew the door was open; that you remembered what had happened. Shit,
Lillian, I would never be so brass, to just drop my hand into a woman’s
undergarments!
 
If I
hadn’t
already been there once before. I’m sorry what I did this morning with you not
remembering…- wow I’m sorry.”
 
He looked
bewildered, but the more I appraised him, Charlie also looked like someone who
was caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
 
Hell, if I
didn’t
know any better, he looked
proud of that fact.

Biting my lip, I
didn’t
know what
to really think about it.
 
My perfect
fantasy was reality.
 
It had
happened.
 
How did I feel about it?
 
I had no clue.
 
Looking at him and the grin plastered on his
face, I smiled.

“Well, I rather enjoyed what happened in the kitchen
Charlie, and would have stopped you otherwise.” I paused and moved up behind
him lowering my head to his shoulder. “Don’t worry yourself about it. But,
since
we
both seem to one, have limits or rules I
think we need to be a little clearer to what they are.”

“Agreed” he was quick in his response

“Good…with that we are at least understood that whatever…
this is …well is just fucking?” Please, please let him
be
of the same mind.

“You are a rare creature Lillian, and yes, this is just
fucking as you put it.” I wanted to believe his statement, yet that inner voice
wasn’t
having it.
 
Trying to shut it down, I needed to believe him.
 
For my sake, I suppose.

“Oh, thank god,” I breathed out. Moving from the bed to the
bathroom, I applied some hair product into my hair. I felt a bit out of
sorts.
 
I knew he stood watching.
Catching his eyes in the mirror, his eyes held something more to them.
 
Don’t
go there! I
told myself.
 
I dropped my eyes from his,
looking at myself fin the mirror.
 
Shit,
I looked like a woman whom was just fuck and well.

The sound of his phone ringing had him finally leaving.
Laughing, I continued getting ready. My hair was wild and untamed matching who
I was at that moment. The look I was going for was mysterious. I had achieved
what I wanted to show. It was like wearing my soul on the outside…dark untamed
and a full-blown mystery.

Walking from the bathroom, I pulled out a pair of
underwear,
then
quickly stepped into them. I dropped
the robe off on the floor, knowing my door was open. At this point, it no
longer mattered. He had seen all there was to see.

Physically that is.

Entering my closet, I knew what I planned on wearing and a
bra
wouldn’t
be necessary. Pulling the dress on I
reached for the box that held my thigh high boots. These were a bit different
as the felt more like stockings and laced up the back. Black was definitely the
theme for me tonight.

The dress was silk and short. The front of it was almost
like a wrap and its V-neck exposing me down to my naval. It was loose and some
nicely placed fashion tape
would be needed
to keep the
girls covered.

I grabbed a small clutch from the shelf and walked from my
room turning off the lights. Opening the clutch, I had thrown my cell phone in
and walked to the kitchen. I went thru my wallet and pulled idea some cash and
my credit card. That would be all that I needed. My phone started buzzing. Sam
was calling.

“He lovee…I’m heading out now.”

“Oh good.
Where
do you want to meet?” Sam sounded eager and excited.

“We can have dinner at Ruth Chris. It’s in the circle so
there shouldn’t be an issue as far as walking is concerned.”

“That sounds great. So how did you like your day off?” she
asked

Turning, I spotted Charlie and he was dressed to kill. Damn
that man was attractive.

“I would have to say it’s been an amazing day Sam.”

I smiled to him as he matched my expression, knowing I was
referring to him.

“See you in twenty.”

“Sounds good Sam”.
I
ended the call still staring at him.

He was dress in a pair of black slacks and fitted black t-shirt.
It was simple, but he looked amazing.

Lord
help
me! I found this man to
be like my personal brand of heroin.

He walked to me, stopping in front of me.
 
I fumbled putting my phone in the clutch
dropping the bag as my heart was racing.

What was he doing to me?
 
My skin heated and that damn need returned.
 

Watching him carefully, he bent down and picked it up. His
eyes landing on the condom, he paused and his eyes rose appraising every inch
from my boots, thighs, only to stay at my exposed chest. He looked back to the
condom, and cocked his head returning it to much clutch.

My breath hitched, as he looked at me.
 
The way his eyes landed on mine, I suddenly
felt like a girlfriend, caught cheating on her boyfriend.

Whoa,
that’s
a first.
 

I smiled trying to change the mood. He looked as if he was
about to say something.

Fuck me, I felt guilty for having the damn thing.
 

His fingers on my naval were deliberate and raised the
length of me pausing in between my breast. Charlie was quick and his hand
gripping my breast hard, almost painful. The other hand dropped the clutch on
the counter and grabbed the back of neck sliding into my hair forcing me to
look completely into his face.

My nerves heightened, he looked as if he was coming in for
a kiss. His eyes fixed at my lips; I knew he wanted to kiss me. His hand moved
from my neck slowly to the side of my jaw as his thumb rubbed it tenderly
moving to my lips landing just at the center he slowly inserted it into my
mouth, and I sucked it slowly never releasing my stare.

He sighed and pulled his thumb slow from my lips. “I want
to feel your lips on mine again. Your kiss is like a drug, and I want more.”
Those green eyes of his, dark and hungry.
 
Again, my breath hitched.

“I can’t give you what you ask Charlie…please don’t.” His
eyes met mine. He looked like he was in a painful need. A need, I was emotional
unable to give. If I did, it would be my downfall.

I was too far in and close to losing all control.
 
I
couldn’t
have it.
This was not an option for me.
 
The stakes… too high.

“You look sinful. You are fortunate that all we are is
fucking. For if, you were mine I
wouldn’t
let you
leave this apartment dressed like that. You’re asking to be fucked you know
that?”

“Well, I might be invoking that, but I have no intentions
this evening to oblige anyone.
Like
I said, I have
rules and limits. I never fuck more than one person at any given time.
Moreover, since
you’ve
already insured that I was
fucked, and well I’ll add. I have no need for it this evening.
 
However, the venue
I’m
headed to, my choice of attire is suited.
 
I’m preforming tonight, so this is very appropriate Charlie.”

He paused taking in my words, but I knew his head
was still fixed
on the condom in my purse.

Cocking his head, he looked back to the condom. “What’s the
protection for then?”

“Charlie, I always have protection, regardless of my
intent. You, of all people should appreciate that.”

“Point taken,” Grinning a sadistic smile “Perhaps I should
make my point clearer”.

“And which point are you trying to make Charlie”

His eyes grew dark and dangerous. I knew I was in trouble.

As fast as I could blink, Charlie had me turned around, and
my back pushed up on hall wall. My legs wrapped around him, he ripped my
underwear off in one forceful pull and unzipped his pants.

Fevered and completely wild, he penetrated me with all his
force.

Pounding hard, his lips at my jaw, one hand holding my ass,
the other still in my hair
;
I could feel the force of
his hand turning my head to him. His lips desperate for mine searching to fill
the need.

I shook my head away from his.

After a few attempts, he gave up trying to kiss me.

His thrusts consumed in need. I was so close, holding him
firm, the tremble shot through me, as I found my climax hard.
Too damn easily.
 
What the hell
was his hold over my body? He knew my body’s
needs, too well.
 
Breathing hard, I found
myself locked in his eyes, his thrusts continued.
 
Charlie’s body tensed, as he pushed hard one
last time spilling his orgasm deep in me.
 
Our eyes locked, as the sensation of his cock jerked deep inside
me.
 
Something clicked in my head and my
heart.
 
Fuck.
 
No, this
can’t
happen and not with him!