"Who me?" I asked with a widening of my eyes, as in how dare you think such a thing! "I am not jealous of little Miss Prissy! Do I have a reason to be?" I questioned him.
"Of course not, baby. Like I said before, we're just ex co-workers."
"Okay, then that's what it is," I replied. Thinking to myself on the drive home, I really did feel some kind of way. However, was it jealousy?
When David stopped at the traffic light, he looked at me and said, "Slide over here and give me a kiss."
"Are you serious? You still have Rachael's lipstick on your lips. It's definitely not mine, because I wear the smear proof kind."
Instead of giving him a kiss, I turned my attention to the radio and found my favorite station on satellite radio. I really didn't want to talk anymore. I did not care whether he thought I was angry or not. Going into the apartment, all I wanted to do was get ready for bed and go to sleep. David came up behind me as I laid down my purse.
"I'm ready for that kiss now," he said as he turned me towards him and lowered his lips onto mine. He'd wiped his lips clean of Rachel's cheap lipstick.
David was a great kisser. I had to give him props on that. I also admitted that he was beginning to turn me on. Although I still felt guilty about being with Drake, I couldn't deny the attraction I felt for David.
"Let's take this to the bedroom," he whispered near my ear. Once in the bedroom, David untied my halter top and my breasts spilled into his waiting hands. Taking them to his lips, he gave each a tender kiss that had my nipples hardening and begging to be taken into his mouth.
Unzipping my jeans, he pulled my bikini panties down and off with my jeans as I stepped out of them. I sat on the bed and watched as he undressed, admiring his muscular body in the same way he was admiring me. Pushing me down onto the bed, he kissed me on the top of my head and didn't stop until he trailed warm moist kisses to the bottom of my feet. Kissing his way back to the inside of my thighs, he opened me up and deep kissed my wet heat. My hips writhed with each flick and swipe of his rough tongue. He didn't stop until my orgasm flowed into his mouth. Kissing his way further up my body, he took in my already sensitive breasts and tongued my hard nipples. Reaching into the nightstand drawer by the bed, David retrieved a condom and rolled it with haste onto his hard erection.