Satisfaction

It had been two weeks since my last lay. I was starting to think something was wrong with me. So was Jan. She wouldn’t shut up about it. Always reminding me about the fact that I haven’t wanted any of the girls I’ve seen around. It’s not that I didn’t want to screw; I just didn’t want to screw any of them.

Sara was still catching my eye though. Every now and then she’d move a certain way, or lean, or really anything, and that hungry, wanting feeling would flare up. Every day it was something new. We didn’t talk a lot, I was okay with that though, I never talk to women I have one night stands with.

Today’s little thing that drove me into that lustful place was her chef’s jacket. It was hot in the room today, and so she left the first couple buttons undone, and if she leaned over just right I could see down into it. It was hard not to stare. She has this effect on me that I can’t explain.

“You okay Dev?” She looked over at me and I tore my eyes away from her.

“Fine, why?” My throat clenched up a bit when she looked at me with those eyes.

“You’re acting strange.” She had this playful smirk. She’s lucky I had self control, otherwise she would have been pinned against a wall or a table or something.

I just shrugged, “I feel fine.”

“If you say so.”

Was it her doing this to me? I haven’t had sex in weeks and I can’t stop thinking about her. She was great in bed, spectacular actually, but that had never stopped me before. But ever since I slept with her, I hadn’t been able to sleep with anyone else. Then again, it could be that I hadn’t slept with anyone since school started.

“Dev?”

“Huh?” I was once again jerked from my thoughts.

“You seem really out of it today. You sure you’re okay?” Her body was dangerously close to mine.

“I’m sure.” I could smell her, vanilla and lavender.

After that there was just some small talk, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what was wrong with me.

I came up empty.

When class was over she started walking out of class with her friends. Have you ever just done something royally stupid because you weren’t thinking anymore? That’s what this entire thing was.

“Hey, Sara, can I talk to you?” Her friends all smiled, a couple laughed quietly.

She quickly glared at them and then looked back at me. She raised an eyebrow and shrugged, “Sure.”

She followed me down a deserted hallway; I wasn’t sure what it was used for, all I cared about was that it wasn’t being used right now.

I stood there for a little bit, looking at her, trying to figure it out. She started unbuttoning the jacket to reveal a light purple cami. I swallowed the lump in my throat and said, “What did you do?”

She looked a little confused. “What do you mean?”

I stepped toward her and soon she was pressed up against the cold brick wall, my hands on either side of her, pinning her between me and the wall. She didn’t seem to mind though; she had that smirk playing along her lips. God that was sexy. “What did you do to me?”

“I don’t know, but I could do it again if you wanted.” Her jacket was starting to slip off of her shoulder and I felt that little monster that lived off of sex awaken inside of me.

I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stand there like that without touching her. I wanted her so bad. She was what changed in the last two weeks. I couldn’t screw anyone else because I still wanted to screw her. And so I did the dumbest thing I’d ever done in my life. I kissed her.

We skipped class, I don’t know how many I missed, but I think it was more than one. We were, once again, lying in bed, damp with sweat and breathing heavily.

“Fuck.” I groaned.

“We just did, but I guess we could go again.” She chuckled.

Where was that nervous girl I met at the bar?

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

“What’s wrong?” She looked over at me, looking slightly worried.

“You broke my rule.”

“What rule?” She seemed curious now. She was propped up on her elbow and had her head cocked to the side while she looked at me. She looked cute actually.

“I don’t sleep with the same girl twice. Complicates things.”

“I’d just like to say, you broke that rule. I didn’t do anything. You wanted to talk, and then you kissed me instead. What did you want to talk about anyways?”

“I haven’t found any women I want to sleep with for the past two weeks.”

“And that’s my fault?” She raised an eyebrow at me.

“You were the last one I slept with.” I shrugged, “Made sense that it could be your fault.”

She laughed. She had a nice laugh. I liked it. “I didn’t do it on purpose. So, you think you’ll be able to go back to your old life now?”

“Hopefully. You’ll have to find a way to move on.” I looked over at her and grinned.

“How will I ever be able to move on with my life after such mind blowing sex? Devon, you have ruined my life for good.” She rolled her eyes and gently pushed me.

I chuckled and linked my fingers behind my head and closed my eyes. “Sorry about that. Happens to a lot of the women I sleep with from what I hear. Hey, can you get my phone? I think my pants are on that side of the bed.

She sat up and looked over the edge. She bent down and I stared at her bare back. I couldn’t help myself from sitting up and letting my lips trail down her back. She shivered and I raised my lips back up to her neck, lightly kissing her there. She turned around, tossing my phone on the nightstand and wrapping her arms around my neck.

I continued kissing her neck and listening to soft whimpers and gasps, and then I did something I hadn’t done in years. I left a hickey on her neck, as if to mark her as mine. Her hands were tangled in my hair, and she moaned. When I pulled away I saw her skin reddening and I felt myself smile in spite of it. She was ‘mine’, at least for the next couple of hours she was. And that mark would linger for a while, reminding her of this.

It was a while before I actually looked at my phone. Damn her and her gorgeous body.

Text Message From Jan

I opened it.

You coming to the bar tonight?

I quickly typed a reply.

Yeah, what time?

Message Sent

A couple of minutes later I felt my phone vibrate.

Text Message From Jan

6 sound good?

I looked over at Sara who was starting to put on clothes.

6 works. See you then. Bring a twenty.

Message Sent

Like I even needed to ask her to.

I watched Sara’s hand brush along the newly formed bruise. I watched her shiver ever so slightly as she remembered it. “Shit Dev, I’m going to have to live with my friends talking about this for ages.”

I stood up and walked over to her. I brushed away a few stray hairs that were in my way and kissed my mark softly. “You didn’t seem to mind it at the time.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her again. She was warm. Soft too. I liked how she leaned into my touch. I was two or three inches taller than her and she seemed to fit like a puzzle piece against me.

I could see her cheeks turn pink and I just smiled. “I wouldn’t have minded much of anything.” She admitted.

“Besides,” I say, letting my lips touch other places along her neck, “you have something to remember me by.”

“Everyone’s going to think I have a girlfriend and they’re not going to want to buy me drinks.” I don’t know why, but I liked that idea. I guess it was sort of a territorial thing from way back in time, when we lived in caves and hit people with rocks. Nobody likes thinking of people they slept with sleeping with other people.

“Wear a scarf.” I suggested, but I didn’t really want her to. I kind of wanted her to show it off, to show everyone that I was there.

I’m sounding a bit possessive. I acknowledged. I kissed her once again before I started putting on my own clothes. I didn’t care who she slept with. I wasn’t going to be sleeping with her again, it was bad enough I did it the second time, I didn’t need a third.

Jan came in after me this time. I was setting the little cube of chalk down when she walked in. “Your turn to buy drinks and my turn to break.” I said with a smile when I saw her. I felt good today. Felt like I was back in my right mind.

When she came back she set down the drinks and took her shot. She missed, but she’d have plenty of chances to make it up. “You gonna finally sleep with someone tonight? It must be killing you by now.” I wondered if I had the energy to have sex again. It could just be a quickie or something. Something to prove I can still fuck other girls.

“Yup.” I grinned broadly, but Jan still didn’t look convinced.

“Sure. “

It only took about twenty minutes for me to find a woman, she wasn’t nearly as attractive as Sara, she didn’t have that quality, but she would do. And the quickie in the bathroom didn’t take long either, but for some reason I just wasn’t satisfied with it. It wasn’t like how I remembered it. Maybe it was just the woman I was with. She seemed happy with it, but I was less than content.

It couldn’t be Sara, I’d gotten my fill of her today. Whatever it was, it was throwing my life out of whack.

Jan must have seen something in my face when I got back because she said, “You don’t look happy.”

“Something is fucking everything up, Jan.” I said as I took my shot.

“Is it a girl?”

Is it a girl? Could it actually be Sara that’s screwing up my life? It hasn’t been the same since the first time… But how would she be able to do this? Because she’s a good lay? That doesn’t make sense, I’ve had good lays and they didn’t do this to me. No, it wasn’t Sara, it was something else that was bothering me, but what?

“No. “ Was all I said.