Wicked Games: An Erotica Novella

“I’ll see you tomorrow at work.” Giving Cameron’s hand a squeeze, I opened his car door and unfolded myself from his small sports car, then grabbed my backpack from the floor. Making my way toward the house I dreaded having to return.

I hadn’t been home in two nights. Anxiety had me so keyed up, I’d tossed and turned all night after I fucked Jason. The next day I just couldn’t fathom the thought of facing Julissa. Not after what I’d done. Julissa didn’t deserve that type of betrayal, no matter how many times she’d betrayed me. I was the big sister. I was supposed to be a better person than her. I stayed away from home. sleeping at a co-worker’s house. Which turned out to be another one of my bad ideas.

Cameron said he didn’t expect anything from me in return for a place to lay my head, but he had been hinting towards something happening between us both days I spent with him. He offered me his spare room permanently while we transitioned our friendship into something more. I felt bad about not being on the same page as him. He was a great guy. Smart, funny. Nice looking with his green eyes, brown shaggy hair, and dark Indian summer skin. I just wasn’t ready for what he was ready for and I knew if I moved in with him I would be giving him mixed signals. That meant unfortunately I had to remove him from my list of move out options. Which now left me with zero.

Loud music greeted me before I got to the front door, I assumed it was just Julissa being Julissa, playing her music too loud. When I pushed the door open I wished I had stayed away.  Her apartment was filled with people, some I knew, some I didn’t, all of them I wanted gone.  No wondered the parking lot had been full of cars. If I would have been thinking, I would have never let Cameron drop me off. I could have dealt with him for one more night. Raising my hand to rub my temple I sighed. I was so glad our neighbor was away because they would have definitely called the police. I thought for a minute about calling them myself but changed my mind. I closed my eyes and exhaled a frustrated breath before heading in. “Excuse me, excuse me,” throwing elbows, I had to shove my way through the front door. “Hey watch out.” I shouted at the person who grabbed my ass, swatting at their hand but not turning back.

I searched the crowd for Julissa on the way to my room. Every room in the house was filled with people but she was nowhere to be found. I dropped my belongings in my room and relocked it before venturing further into the fray. I checked Julissa’s room. Opening and then slamming the door shut all in the same second when I found one of her nasty friends fucking on her bed instead of her. Last place I tried was the hall bathroom. I had found Julissa drunk and passed out there before, after and during one of her parties. I needed her to send her people home. It was nearly midnight, I had to work the next morning. I knocked on the bathroom door then opened it when nobody responded. I peeked my head in. Empty. Suddenly I was pushed forward from behind. “Stop it.” I yelled and held onto the door frame resisting, dropping my keys in the process. “Hey it’s me.” Jason slurred. I froze. The sound of his voice so close to my ear had every single tiny hair on my skin standing on end. I hadn’t prepared myself to see him. He told me he’d give me time and I had expected him to. He used my hesitation to his advantage and shoved me all the way into the bathroom.

I swung around to face him just as he closed the door. He was so tall I had to crane my neck up, and up again. Our eyes locked. His were low and sexy. He appeared tipsy or high and horny. He was in his usual attire, dark wash jeans and a polo shirt replaced his basketball shorts and t-shirt, though always he still wore expensive sneakers. The

He leered at me licking his lips. Making my nipples grow tight.

I backed up. I didn’t trust myself with him anymore.

I needed to leave that room. “Move Jason.”

“And if I don’t”. he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Just move.”

Jason drawled “Come move me.” He challenged me, stepping forward.

I swallowed hard and took a step back.

A smirk curled his lips.

I sneered “Why are you in here, Jason? What happened to you giving me time to think?”

“I did give you time.” He rebutted casually.

I narrowed my eyes “it’s been three days.”

Cocking his head to his side he shoved his hands into his pocket.  “two more than I planned to give you. “

I sighed, running my sweaty hands through my curly fro. “What do you want, Jason?”

“Your undying love and devotion. For you to have my babies.”

I sucked my teeth. “Be serious.”

“I was being serious. You just don’t want to hear it. “He causally shrugged. “I also need to talk to you though.” He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip slowly. Using his eyes to molest my body, making it clear he wanted to do something beside talk.

“About what?”

He didn’t answer. His head dropped to the prominent pussy print in my white biker shorts like it was something good to eat.

My whole body warmed at the thought of him eating me.

I shifted from one leg to another and tried not to let how much he was affecting me show on my face.

He took a predatory step towards me like before.

I backed away, shoving my hand between us. The bathroom wasn’t at all big so he could still easily reach out and touch me.

“Come here, Tempest.”

“No.” I whined though my body wanted to follow his directive.

He puffed out a frustrated breath. Stepping back, he leaned his tall frame against the door, crossed his arms and legs.

“We are never fucking again Jason.” I said it more for my benefit more than his.

His unbelieving grin annoyed me.

I narrowed my eyes. “It was a mistake.” I volunteered.

He frowned “A mistake huh? You might have actually hurt my feelings if I thought you really meant that.”

I opened my mouth to lie in the same instance he reached for me.

A gasp escaped my lips, “Man, come here,” Grabbing me. He lifted me and carried me the few steps he needed to get to the sink then set me on it, taking his place between my legs.

Disregarding what I said he yanked my shorts down then pushed my thighs apart, roughly. Sticky wetness had caused my panties to mold to my skin with evidence of my arousal. At the sight of the mess he’d created he grinned “You want this dick just as much as I want to give it to you, look at how wet I got you. Admit it.’

I pressed my lips tightly together. He was right, but I wasn’t telling him he was right.

He splayed his big right hand against my stomach to keep me from moving as he unzipped his jeans. He reached through the opening and pulled his dick out. He gave it one long, languid stroke. My eyes became glued to it. There was a vein that ran the entire eight or nine inches of his shaft and I swear I could see the blood rushing through it. I wanted to feel that. My hands shook with the urge to touch him.. I gripped the side of the sink tight. I promised myself I wasn’t fucking Jason anymore and I meant to keep that promise, once was too much. I already felt addicted.

‘Can I have you, Tempest?”

I shook my head, “Just let me leave. This is wrong.’

“Baby, can we not do this whole song and dance again, please. There’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing. “

Reaching up he squeezed my breast, then dipped his head placing his lips over my tit, he sucked my hard nipple, the fabric of my shirt and all into his mouth. The sensation from his warm wet mouth made me ache to feel his mouth on my skin, I arched towards him, giving him better access to remove my shirt and bra. He pulled away and I wanted to scream at him for stopping.

‘You still want to leave?”

I couldn’t bring myself to tell him yes though I knew I should have.

“Do you?” The way he stared down at me while awaiting my answer made my skin feel too tight.

I remained silent, tucking my lips into my mouth.

“Admit you want me to stay and I’ll go.’ He stroked his dick from the base to the tip, as if he were preparing it for me, contradicting his words with his actions. The sight of precum leaking out the tip made my mouth water. I wanted to taste him. I imagined he’d be sweet.

‘Liar,’ I accused.

He laughed, baring all thirty of his perfect teeth, while nodding his head lazily. ‘Right then, I did in fact lie but I’m admitting it. Now you do the same. Admit you want this dick so I can fuck you. I want to cum in you again so bad. That’s all I have been thinking about. How tight your pussy gripped my dick squeezing every little bit out” He bit into his bottom lip and moaned. He actually moaned, as if he were living the memory of it.

“You want me to do that, don’t you?” He coaxed me, then turned right around and answered for me “You do.”

I did. Lawd forgive me, I did. I slammed my eyes shut as if it would block out the temptation.

He amped up the coercion. I felt him swipe his finger through the slick juices that clung to my pussy. I opened my eyes just in time to watch him bring his finger to his lip and suck the liquid off as if it were honey

“Sweet, like I knew it would be.”

Oh My Gosh, that was so fucking sexy. The sight of him tasting me mixed with how turned on I was, had me feeling high on life and low on morals.

“Taste.” He leaned in and kissed me; it was over. My body and brain came to an agreement. I wanted him; Julissa be damned. The moment he felt my surrender he slid my panties to the side and pushed his dick into me. My slickness making the passage easy. My eyes fluttered and rolled up towards the ceiling. Fuck, I cursed at the same time he did.

“Damn, why is this pussy so wet? All for me?” He huffed in my ear.

And I was wet, in the position he had me in, I could feel my juice sliding between my ass cheeks and wetting my thighs. I threw my head back resting it against the mirror. His hand wrapped around the smooth flesh of my throat. My pussy spasmed as he ran his thumb over my lips and begin moving. He gave me three good, deep strokes before stopping.

My eyes flew open when I realized he had no plans of continuing. Our gaze collided.

He rasped. “Now that I’ve got your attention. We can talk.”

My eyes had to be as big as saucers. There was no way he wanted to talk. Not while I was aching.

“Where have you been for two days and whose car did you leave work in.” He asked.

“What?” I was so confused.

His grip on my neck tightened, drawing a gasp from me. My whole body hummed from the mixture of fear and pleasure. It was a heady fucking feeling. My pussy involuntarily flexed, tightening on his dick.

Jason tightened his jaw. A harsh breath hissed out between his teeth.

Fuck what he was talking about. I needed him to move. Or you can move the voices in the back of my head screamed so I did, I pushed forward his dick slipped deeper. I whined my hips, taking from him what I needed. Just a few more strokes and I’d be cumming.

Jason dropped his hand from my neck. He used both hands to grip my hips holding me in place.

“Aht, aht. Not yet” He reprimanded me as if I was a child.

I felt my anger and temper flare and rise like heat. I was on the verge of becoming hysterical. What the fuck had he done to me with his dick?

Tempest, he called my name, focusing my attention.

“What?” I snapped.

“Answer my question and I’ll make you cum. You’re so primed and wet right now it won’t take much.

He was right about how easy it would be for me to cum. My heart was thumping in my pussy.

“Who did you get into the car with after work and was it him you stayed with the past two days? He asked again.

“Cameron, a co worker.” I was confused as to why it mattered and how he knew.

“You ever fuck him?” The jealousy in his voice was evident. He had a lot of nerve.

“You have a whole girlfriend and you’re questioning me?” I asked as indignant as I could manage while his dick inside of me.

He bared his teeth. Ignoring what I said, he asked me again. “Did you fuck him, ever?”

The intensity that emanated off him wouldn’t allow me to think properly. I was torn and flustered. I didn’t feel it was any of his business who I was fucking, but I knew answering was the only way to get him to move again and my body was so amped up. it felt like I would explode if I didn’t cum.

I shook my head, but I had to be a smartass. “You fuck your girlfriend? “

“Stop asking me stupid shit. Let me find out you are lying and imma choke your ass forreal,” he threatened before He leaned in and pulled my bottom lip between his teeth, then he fed me his tongue as he began stroking inside of me again. After what I’d been through, his jealousy and anger should have been red flags but his threat made my pussy gushier. I liked his authoritativeness

“Jason.”

Speak of the devil. Just after I mentioned Julissa, she shouted his name from the other side of the door.

“Shit!” Panic took me by my throat. I shoved at his chest and tried to get off the sink. Jason pressed into my belly holding me there.

“Move.” I whispered and shoved at his arm.

He pulled his dick out of me, but only long enough to tease my clit with the head of it. Then he pushed back in my excruciatingly slow until he was fully seated. Then and only then did he answer her.

“What, Julissa?”  His tone was very dismissive.

I was freaking out, my heart spazzing in my chest. But he was able to talk to her while fucking me he didn’t miss a beat. His stroke didn’t waver.

“I was just making sure you hadn’t left.”

“I’m here.” He barked, not bothering to disguise the aggravation in his tone.

I moaned ever so lightly when he stroked upward. My body arched into him.

He smirked and leaned in, doubling his effort. “You ready to let her know this dick belongs to you?”

My heart rose in my throat at his words.

” No,” I shook my head violently. Something resembling disappointment flashed in his eyes.

“Shhh then. You better not make a single sound because I’m not stopping. If she comes in here, she’ll get her feelings hurt. I’m filling your pussy up with cum either way”

My response was a nodded head.

I believed him. I tucked my lip into my mouth and tried my darndest to stay quiet. I was wrong and I knew I was wrong and I planned to take what we had been doing to the grave.

He lifted my legs so they hung over his forearm, giving himself the ability to penetrate deeper into my wetness. Dropping his eyes, he watched himself slide in and out, his teeth digging into his lip hard enough to draw blood.

He looked so good and felt even better. I almost screamed when my orgasm came out of nowhere. Jason grabbed my throat, squeezing, stopping my breathing, therefore essentially stopping the sound. Me being in the middle of orgasming made it too hard for me to focus on breathing through my nose. Oxygen deprivation caused adrenaline to rush my system. My head swam. I tried to pry his hand away from my neck.

He gazed deeply at me, “Trust me.” He whispered so low I’m not even sure that’s what he said. I forced myself to calm down. He fucked me during Julissa talking through the door.

When his strokes became jerky, his grip on my neck finally loosened enough for me to inhale. I got a chance to take one single breath before his grip tightened again. He groaned and exploded in me. My own explosion started in my pussy and spread. I came so hard it caused me to almost pass out or maybe it was the lack of oxygen. Finally, Jason let my throat go, slumped into me, pressing his forehead against mine.

“Jason you hear me?”

After the orgasm. Julissa’s voice was equivalent to a pitcher of ice-cold water being thrown on me. I pushed Jason off me. His deflated dick easily slipped out. He reached for me. I smacked his hand away.

He frowned; his eyes narrowed

“Jason,” Julissa kept calling his name.

In a fit of aggression, he slammed his hand against the wall next to my head. “What, what, what the fuck do your aggravating ass want, Julissa?”

“Fuck you Jason,” She screamed then slammed her hand against the door.

He didn’t seem to care. His eyes never left mine.

“We still need to talk.” he whispered. His anger wafted off him, but I didn’t care.

“About what?” now that my orgasmic high had waned I wanted him out of my space.

“About us.”

“There isn’t an us.”

“Oh there is an us,” he smirked darkly. “I can be savage about it and tell you — you are mine or I can be a gentleman and let you come to the conclusion yourself, but either way we were together. You shouldn’t have given me the pussy if you didn’t want me to own it.”

Despite the circumstances, I laughed. “You realize you just said that aloud, right?.

“I do. And meant it.”  He gave me a hard look as he stuffed his dick back into his pants and zipped them. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly on the forehead. “See you later he whispered,” he then backed up and opened the bathroom door. Music flooded the small room. He peeked out, checking to make sure the coast was clear. One foot over the threshold, he paused, turned, and winked at me before swagged out, closing the door behind him. Leaving me sitting there on the sink. Feeling nervous about my weight bearing down on it, I hopped down and sat down on the toilet after relocking the door to contemplate me fucking up yet again.

Running my hands through my hair, I pulled the strands at the root.

I didn’t know how to process what was happening. I had these feelings for Jason, which weren’t clear. Did I like him, or did I just like fucking him? Did I actually want him or did I want him because he was Julissa’s? I didn’t know, but I did know for a fact I couldn’t keep fucking him, no matter how much I wanted to. But how was I gonna stop when I didn’t want to stop? I was so confused and the smell of him on my skin wasn’t helping. Stripping out of my panties t-shirt and bra, I hopped into the shower. I made my mind go blank. I didn’t want to think about anything. I was liable to drive myself crazy trying to analyze my feelings. I ignored the knocks at the door and stood under the water with my head pressed against the tile. I knew I’d regret wetting my hair the next morning, but I didn’t care at the moment.

After the shower water ran cold I pulled on my robe from the back of the door, gathered my keys and dirty clothes before leaving. As soon as I walked out I spotted Julissa. She was sitting pretty in a pink frilly baby doll dress with her long hair pilled a top of her head — at a card table that had been set up in the middle of the living room playing spades with three men. I felt too guilty to confront about the party, I locked myself in my room and drowned out most of the sound with noise cancelling headphones until it was over around three in the morning. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I woke up startled by the dip I felt in my bed. A hand covered my mouth.

I swung my elbow behind me. It was stopped before it connected with anything. Shhhhh, it’s just me. Jason whispered.

I reached up and pried his hand away from my mouth and turned to glare in his general direction. It was too dark in the room to see him.

“How’d you get in here?” I whispered harshly. I had locked my door.

“Don’t worry about that. Just move over. “

My eyes bucked in the dark. “What do you mean move over?” I whisper shouted.

“I mean move over to your side of the bed.” He urged, pulling back my comforter.

“Jason, you are not getting into this bed.” He was out of his fucking mind.

He sighed heavily. “Yes I am. I’m tired and I want to go to sleep holding you.” He said simply. as if that explained it all and made right. Then he proceeded to move me and adjust me so he lay behind me. I couldn’t do much of anything without alerting Julissa. So I laid there stiff as a board. The familiar scent of my soap on his skin and the heat from his body made me sleepy but I couldn’t sleep.

“Tempest, relax. She not even here.” Go to sleep. Jason pressed a kiss to my neck then pulled me closer. I knew he was probably lying about Julissa not being there, but then he started running his fingers up my spine, distracting me from the thought. He continued massaging my back and hips until my eyes grew too heavy to keep open.

The next morning when I woke up Jason was gone. I’d thought I’d dreamt him being there until I turned over in my bed and my senses were assaulted by the smell of him. Paranoid, I glanced around the room as if someone might be in there watching me before I buried my head into the pillow he’d slept on and inhaled his scent.

“Tempest” Julissa shouted my name and knocked at my door; the sound reverberated around my room. I jumped startled and threw the pillow I was smelling halfway across the room. I heard some of the expensive perfume my ex had bought me break. I sighed. Fuck my life . I sat in my bed, pulling my sheet with me to cover my half naked body, hoping that my sister wouldn’t smell her man in the air just as she opened my bedroom.

In a blue silk Pajama set with her hair was still wrapped Julissa walked in, just beyond the threshold. I wondered what extenuating circumstances had gotten her out of bed. My alarm hadn’t even gone off, which meant it wasn’t even nine. Julissa never got up before noon.

“Who sent you flowers?” She pulled a pretty Black vase filled with purple and pink Hydrangea’s from behind her back. She cocked her head and her hip. “There’s no name on the card.” Her lips were curled as if the mere thought of a man sending me flowers disgusted her.

“I don’t know, ” I said instead of telling her to mind her business.

She gave me an exaggerated eye roll. “Well, here,” she said, shoving them in my direction.

“Could you set them by the door? I sort of don’t have any clothes on.”

I received another nasty eye roll before she did what I asked.

After standing back to her full height she remained at my door, just staring at me.

“What Julissa?”

She sucked her teeth. “Could you pay all of this month’s rent? I had something come up.”

I gawked at her. Less than a week had passed since she had told me I had two months to get out of her apartment. Now she wanted me to pay her part of the rent? I opened my mouth to say no. My eyes fell to the flowers, guilt crept in. I sighed. “Sure, Julissa.”

She barely said thank you before closing my door.

Ungrateful brat. I grumbled, put my pillow over my face and yelled into it. I needed a fucking reprieve from life, but since that wasn’t going to happen— I got up, first going to my flowers. I picked them up, I bypassed smelling them, more anxious to see the card. I opened the small envelope and pulled out the pretty pink stock paper.

‘Have  lunch on me at our spo t.’  I looked in the envelope for money or gift card. The only thing there was a receipt for a hundred dollar gift card to the coffee spot Jason and I used to meet at. No gift card.

Julissa was unbelievable. I reached for the door handle, but I stopped before turning the knob. I chuckled to myself. She had just given me yet another excuse to keep fucking her boyfriend. Despite being aware of it being a bullshit excuse, I was going to use it.