the ex games - Page 15

Brandon loved to show me new things in the city. I was his first real girlfriend since he had left college. I tried not to think of that too much, though, as I always felt jealous when I thought about his ex-fiancé, and the subsequent women he had bedded. I didn’t like to think of him with other women. I wanted to be the only one in his life and in his memories. He laughed frequently when I asked him who he loved the most, who he thought of the most, who he wanted to be with the most. He thought it was cute that I had small insecurities about his past. He’d always kiss my forehead and tell me I was the one and only in his life, forever and always, and I would melt against him happily.

Everything was going perfectly, up until that day. I had organized my schedule so well that even I forgot that I was just an 18-year-old freshman at Columbia University and not an entry-level associate at a marketing firm in the city.

“I’ve got a work presentation tomorrow,” he’d groaned one night as I ran my hands down to his boxer shorts. “I’m not even prepared.”

“Is that your way of telling me no?” I’d laughed at him and kissed his ni**les. “Are you really telling me no?”

“I know, call me an old man or something. But I’ve got to go and give a talk and I have nothing ready. I’ll have to leave early in the morning to prepare and then catch a train to the Upper West Side.”

“Aww.” I’d not really been listening, as I was too busy trying to entice him. If I’d paid better attention, instinct bells would have gone off when he said Upper West Side.

“I can tell that you care.” He laughed and pulled me on top of him. “What’s your day like tomorrow? Can you get out of work early or meet me for lunch?”

“Hmmm.” I rubbed myself back and forth on him as he reached up and grabbed my br**sts. “I’m not sure. I think I have a meeting.” I gasped as he leaned up and took one of my ni**les into his mouth and sucked. “I can see what I can do.” I moaned as I increased my pace as I dry-rubbed him. His c**k was hanging out of his boxers and was rubbing up against me through my panties.

“I’d love to take you to lunch, maybe even have sex in the bathroom.”

“What bathroom?” I gasped as he slipped a finger into my panties and rubbed my clit.

“The restaurant bathroom.” He groaned as I rubbed my br**sts in his face. “I know how you love public sex.”

“You mean you love it.” I laughed slightly. “I’m not sure if I can tomorrow, my boss wants to have a lunch meeting with me.”

“Oh no.” He made a face in sympathy. “I hope everything is okay.”

“Yeah, it’ll be fine.” I gasped as he slipped my panties to the side and guided his c**k into me. “Oh, I thought you needed to sleep?”

“I’m never so tired that I can say no when my girl wants to ride me.” He held my hips as I bounced up and down on him slowly. “Ride me faster, cowgirl.” He moved my hips back and forth and I swiveled on top of him, letting his hard c**k slide in and out of me like a bullet.

“Call me if you get out early, maybe we can do a late lunch.” He groaned and I giggled. It was always funny to me when he tried to hold a conversation during sex.

“Will do.” I gasped before I screamed. He flipped me over onto my knees and came up behind me and slipped his c**k back inside of me. “Oh my.” I screamed again as he slammed into me hard. I loved it when we did it doggy style because I always seemed to feel every inch of him inside of me, hitting spots I never knew existed before.

“Or think about quitting and coming to work for me.” He grunted behind me. “Or maybe even just quit and we can start a family.” His words were low and I froze for a second. I didn’t respond because an orgasm took over my body and I was screaming out his name to continue f**king me. He came pretty quickly after me, and I snuggled into his arms as we settled in for sleep. I stroked his chest with my eyes closed and enjoyed the warm feeling of satisfaction that rested in me.

“I wasn’t just saying that, you know.” He whispered against my hair. “I know we haven’t been together long and you’ve just started your career, but I’d really like to take this to the next level soon. I love you, Katie Raymond.” I didn’t respond to him and pretended that I had fallen asleep, but my heart couldn’t stop pounding at his words. I was hopelessly in love with this man and yet scared at the same time. How could I marry him and have his babies when he didn’t know the truth about me? Because I knew 100% that he was the man I wanted to spend my life with.

I met Meg for breakfast before my first class the next day because I had nothing to prepare for class. Some top businessman was coming to give a talk about what it meant to be a leader in the business world. I wasn’t really interested in hearing what he had to say, but I was glad that I had a day off from reading for class. I filled Meg in on the happenings of the night before, but she hadn’t looked happy for me.

“Katie, I love you. I really do. You’re my best friend and I know you love this man. But he’s also the first guy you’ve ever dated. You’re moving way too fast. For all you know, this is puppy love.”

“It’s not puppy love, I love him.” I shook my head and sighed. “You just don’t understand.”

“Does he even know that you’re going home for Christmas break?”

“No.” I shook my head. “I’m thinking about calling my parents and telling them I can’t come. Brandon wants me to meet his folks.”