Page 31 of Sinful Addiction
“I’m finally listening to you.I’ve never seen you so out of your mind, and it was slightly unnerving.I never want that for you again.Especially if it’s because of me.”I take a moment to regroup and conclude I need to let this newness sink in.“Let’s get you home and we can talk more there, alright?”
Her shoulders release the tension they were holding as she gets comfortable in her seat.
“That sounds nice.”
The woman I first met has nothing on the woman I’m sitting next to now.She’s a fighter.
“I’m sorry.”I don’t know how to apologize.“I—” I’m quietened with the press of her finger against my lips.
“Shh.There’s nothing to apologize for.”
My tongue darts out on instinct, and she visibly shudders at the connection.My evil smile that betrays all innocence comes in place as ideas take over my rational thinking.
“Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to get burnt, Antonio.”
“Oh, I intend to burn this city to the fucking ground.Buckle up baby, this car ride just became the second most important thing on my agenda tonight.”
“What’s the first?”Her curiosity has no bounds.
“You.”
Fourteen
Lacey
I never imagined tonight would consist of such a whirlwind of events, but here I am, right back in the hands of the man I can’t set loose, nor does my heart want to.
I never expected such tenderness from Antonio.He’s surprising me at every turn, and I don’t know what to do with this newfound information.
As we drive through the bustling nightlife, I realize I have no regrets.The bridge we’ve crossed to get this far has been rickety, but we made it to the other side and hopefully can continue our journey with little to no ruts.
Right now, I’m excited with anticipation, apprehensive that history will repeat itself and most of all a horny mess.There is not enough friction in the material of my panties to ease my little dilemma, and if I rub my legs together anymore, Antonio will notice then pull the car over.
I’d like this night to be more than a night of hot sex.I want it to be about the turning point in our fucked-up relationship.I only hope he will forgive me for changing my mind about going to Envy.I don’t know where my head was at, but I became suddenly overwhelmed.
At the beginning of our…for better words, escapades, I went into the playrooms with him because I wanted to explore a different side of my sexuality.Perhaps I became too curious in this venture and forgot about what I wanted for myself while putting Antonio’s needs before my own.Don’t get me wrong, I loved the things we explored while he brought me to the brink of orgasm, but one does not simply wait this long in hopes for more of an emotional connection.
But we’re far from normal.
I thought by asking him to show me his real self—the demons he tries to bury deep within—that it would unite us somehow.How wrong was I.He showed me and instead of keeping an open mind and letting him express himself, I tucked tail like a wounded puppy and ran.But in my mind’s eye I had no choice but to keep myself protected.
Regardless of my freak out, I’m glad I didn’t pursue the playroom tonight.His presence alone had me wanting to go there with him while my brain short circuited.I, for one, didn’t want my friend’s asking questions, and secondly, I let the alcohol make the decision for me.
It took walking through the club for me to come to my senses, and after my little panic attack and Antonio comforting me, I now have clarity.
I want Antonio to reveal the sliver of sensitivity he hides deep within his soul.I want to share my future aspirations with him.I want to laugh and joke together.I want all the things he’s—up until now—not been capable of.Therefore, I blurted out an invitation for him to attend dinner with me at my parent’s house.
I make brash decisions around him, but in the end, I’m always the person who ends up surprised.
He said yes.
Now, I’m more nervous than ever.I’m taking him to meet my parents.My mind is in a state of emergency.What if they don’t like him?What if they already know who he is?They’re going to disapprove.
“Lacey, it will be fine.I won’t let them upset you for your choice of company.”
My head tilts to the side as I turn to look at Antonio.He’s staring out the front window, with an impassive expression.I will never understand how he reads me so well.
“There’s nothing to worry about.I’ll be on my best behavior.”