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We just laid there in the bed. I was holding her, and she was resting her head on my chest the way she always did after we made love. Tonight was no different. We were quiet. I think we wore each other out. Sex with Shirley was always good, but I didn’t want to get into it too much because I didn’t want to get sprung. I’ll be damned if I had a girl make me go crazy over some pussy.

We must have been quiet for about fifteen minutes. I was dozing off, but I didn’t want her to spend the night. She was here almost every night this week, and I didn’t want to see her too much. I was about to sit up so I could hint to her somehow that I wanted her to leave. Then, she started kissing my chest. Damn, her kisses felt good. I couldn’t stop her, so I just let her continue what she was doing.

After a few minutes of her kissing on and arousing me, she stopped and laid her head on my chest. She took a deep breath. It seemed like she had something on her mind.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

“Nothing,” she said.

“Are you sure?” I asked, concerned.

She said, “I’m fine, baby.” She was silent for a minute. Then, she spoke up. “Jay, do you love me?”

I coughed because my spit went down the wrong pipe. “Do I what?”

“Do you love me?”

What was wrong with her, I thought. What the hell was she sipping on tonight?

“Uh, Shirley, why are you asking me that?” I asked nervously.

“I want to know,” she answered. “Do you: yes or no?”

Now, I was silent.

“Oh, I see,” she said. “You want to hit it, but that’s it. Never thought about how this shit would affect a girl.”

“Whoa, whoa,” I said. “Shirley, how could I love you? We have only known each other for a few weeks.”

“Because I love you,” she said, “but that’s okay. You just wanted the pussy and that was it.”

“Look, I don’t know what’s wrong with you tonight.” I sat up. “But you are trippin’. I’m gonna be downstairs.”

“Well, I’m going home,” she said.

“Well, shit, go home then,” I told her.

I got up and put my robe on. I went downstairs into my office. I didn’t have time for this bullshit, and I damn sure didn’t have to hear it. I jumped on my computer and got on the internet to check my email. I had just logged on when Shirley walked into my office.

I hated when anyone came into my office without permission because it was my own private sanctuary. I had my computer and all of my books, and it was the one place where I could be at ease with myself and my work.

She was in a towel and came over to me, and sat down on the desk directly in front of me.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to put it on you like that.”

“It’s cool,” I said, trying to avoid eye contact.

She said, “No, it’s not. I was rushing into things. I see you don’t feel for me they way I feel for you, but it’s okay because I know you are not ready.”

The truth was I didn’t know how I felt about this girl. We weren’t together, which confused the hell out of me. I didn’t want to put my heart into someone who I didn’t was going to be around for long.

“You’re right,” I said. “I’m not ready for all of this.”

I kept typing on the keyboard when she suddenly jumped into my lap.

“What are you doing, Shirley?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about it,” she told me. She pulled my dick out of my robe and started massaging it.

“Stop,” I warned her. I didn’t want to be turned on. I was still mad.

“Or what?” she asked. She started sucking on my neck as she continued to stroke my manhood.

I couldn’t really speak. All I could think about was the sensation going through my body. It didn’t take long before I just couldn’t take it anymore. I picked her up and put her on top of my other desk. I snatched her towel off and exposed her sexy chocolate body.

“I thought you was mad at me,” she said.

“I am,” I told her. “I am pissed off as hell right now.”

“So, what are you going to do about it?”

“Don’t even worry about it.” I said to her.

I started stroking her pussy with my fingers to get her hot and bothered. She flinched and wiggled with every stroke.

“Are you trying to tease me?”

I didn’t answer her. I just kept stroking her until she climaxed. I guess she thought it was over because she sat up as though she was about to leave. I just pushed her back down.

“Now what?” she asked me. She knew what was next.

I dropped my robe and pushed her legs up to her head. I grabbed my dick and pushed it hard into her pussy.

“AHH!!” she screamed in pain and pleasure.

I’m usually gentle with her, but this time I was mad and I wanted her to feel how mad I was. Every stroke was harder and faster. I tried to break my dick off in her. I went in so deep that I was hitting the bottom. She was screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Give it to me!” she demanded. “Give me that big dick!”

Inside I just laughed. I could tell she was in pain, but she loved it. I really didn’t care at this point, anyway. She never should have turned me on when she knew how mad I was. Now, she was going to pay.

After I was done, we went back upstairs and went to bed, but I couldn’t sleep. Her question was still on my mind. Something about it really bothered me. I suddenly realized that I was in a lot deeper with this girl than I wanted to be.