She probably should have deleted it when they broke up, but she didn’t have it in her to do that.
She clicked the call button and put the phone to her ear, her nerves starting to act up as it began to ring. This was a ridiculous idea and she really shouldn’t do it…
“Hey, ‘Riss,” he greeted, proving to her that she wasn’t the only one who had held onto their ex’s number.
“Hi…so, uh… I’ve been thinking a lot about what happened when you picked me up and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over,” she invited somewhat hesitantly. She really hoped he didn’t give her hell about this.
“Yeah, alright,” he accepted coolly. “I’ll be right over.”
“Okay, see you soon then.”
“Yeah. See you.”
Once they hung up Karissa tucked her phone away and tried not to let guilt set in. She was a grown adult with needs and there was nothing wrong with letting someone she was comfortable with take care of them.
When she heard him knock on the door about fifteen minutes later she got up from the couch slowly. Common sense was still trying to talk her down, but she wasn’t going to let it this time. She wanted him and that was all there was to it.
She opened the door, smiling a bit sheepishly, and said quietly, “C’mon in.”
He stepped inside and she closed the door behind him, admiring his attire. He wore jeans and a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up, which was a look she was incredibly fond of.
“Thought you didn’t want to sleep with me,” he pointed out. He wasn’t taunting her, that she could tell. He was genuinely curious as to why she had changed her mind.
“It’s not that I didn’t want to, I just didn’t think it was a good idea.” She shrugged and leaned against the back of the couch.
“So, is it a better idea now?” he wondered.
“Not really, but I don’t care,” she replied simply.
He nodded and thought on her response for a second as he stepped closer to her. When he reached her he placed his hands on her hips and said, “Well, I don’t care either, so I guess we’re good.”
“I guess so.”
They didn’t waste any more time on talk. The questions and concerns were out of the way and there was only one thing left on their minds.
Mac leaned in and kissed her deeply, his hand cupping the back of her neck. His lips moved slowly, but eagerly and his tongue gently slid into her mouth. He was an amazing kisser, drawing her in and making her instantly hungry for more.
Karissa rested her hands on his chest, gripping the soft fabric of his shirt and pulling him closer. Her heart was already racing and her nerves were a tangled mess, but it felt good. He was like an adrenaline rush to her and all he had to do was kiss her.
His free hand gripped her hip, pulling her groin against his, and he whispered against her lips, “I really have missed you.”
“Hush,” she teased, not wanting to admit just how much she missed him back.
She slipped past him and made her way down the hallway, gesturing for him to follow her. He did so without hesitation, knowing from experience that she was heading for her bedroom at the end of the hall.
Once they were both in her room she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed. She wasn’t going to rush the night, but she was ready to get comfortable and enjoy a little foreplay.
He crawled over her, propping himself up on his elbows and kissing her hungrily. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with his hair, and let him settle between her legs. They fit together nicely, just as they always had, and she couldn’t help thinking of just how much she had missed this.
She teased him a little by rolling her hips against his, feeling that he was already growing hard. It never took much to get him excited. He had an incredible sex drive and the skills to go with it.
He started to trail his mouth down her body, pushing up her shirt to kiss her stomach and hips. She shivered under his lips and arched her back, urging him further down. She had almost missed the feeling of his tongue between her legs more than anything else.
He didn’t give her what she wanted right away though. He pulled down her shorts and teased her hips and inner thighs, kissing and licking at them lightly. His fingers traced her sides and stomach, making her squirm under his gentle touch.
“Stop teasing me,” she giggled, grabbing the back of his hair and attempting to move him to where she wanted him to be.
“Patience, babe,” he retorted, smirking up at her. “The anticipation is half the fun.”
She playfully frowned at him and he chuckled before he finally ran his tongue slowly up her slit. She whimpered with pleasure and tightened her grip on his hair.
He took his time, stroking the tip of his tongue over her in an almost leisurely manner. He was going to make this last, inching her towards the edge with each stroke. Here and there he sucked her clit into his mouth, making her squirm and cry out, but then he would go back to his gentle lapping.
As she got wetter and hotter he started to pick up his pace, flicking his tongue inside of her and rubbing at her clit with his thumb. She was writhing underneath him now, moaning loudly and gripping the sheets. She could hardly take the way he was making her feel. Pleasure rolled through her body and she pushed herself up and further against his mouth.
She couldn’t get enough of his tongue. It was warm and moist against her pussy and the way he moved it sent little shivers running through her.
“I want you, Mac,” she begged. “Right now. Please.”
“Not yet,” he taunted.
“C’mon, please?”
When he shook his head she decided to take control of the situation. She didn’t have to wait on him to decide it was time when her body was so eager and ready.
Karissa grinned mischievously and wiggled out from under him. He watched her, shooting her a look of disappointment before she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him down onto the bed.
“I’m not going to beg you,” she told him with a wink.
“Well, if you wanted it that bad you should have just told me,” he laughed, slipping off his shirt.
She didn’t reply, she simply started to take off his jeans. She slid them off of him along with his boxers, tossing them to floor. His naked body was fully revealed to her now, all slim and smooth muscle. He was incredibly hard and she wondered just how he had managed to refuse her.
Either way she was in control now, straddling his hips and slowly lowering herself onto his dick. He was big, but not overly so and he filled her so perfectly. She eased him in, moaning softly and gripping his shoulders tightly.
Mac held her hips, urging her to rock them, and she obeyed. She wanted the movement just as much as he did, and so she started to ride him eagerly. In her opinion they’d wasted enough time on gentleness with the foreplay and she wasn’t going to hold back.
He helped her, thrusting upwards and making each stroke deeper and better. He gripped her hips hard and she still held onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin just slightly.
They only sped up from there, panting and kissing each other breathlessly. Their hands roamed all over one another and Mac pulled Karissa down onto his chest, holding her close to him. The intensity of it was mind blowing and she remembered exactly why she had such a hard time turning him away.
The connection between the two of them was electric and when they finally reached their climaxes they screamed out with pleasure. Their bodies trembled and Karissa fell onto her back on the cotton comforter beneath her.
There was silence between them for quite a while, neither of them sure what to say. Karissa knew that this had been a bad choice if she ever wanted closure and to move on from him, but sometimes she wasn’t sure she even did want to move on. Nights like this really made her question that.
“So, should I leave or…?” Mac wondered, glancing over at her. He didn’t look like he wanted to go and even though she probably should have kicked him out, she didn’t.
