This Feels Like Jealousy

Ever since Kate had shown up at my door in the middle of the night four days ago she had disappeared again. I hadn’t seen or heard her entering the building and assumed her hours at the hospital had increased again. We did, however, exchange numbers and I had been texting her a couple of times a day in order to get to know her better. She always replied and even sent a few flirty messages my way, hinting that she wanted to hook up again soon.

But today when I had text her and invited her over to my place she hadn’t replied. I finished my shift and drove home, surprised to see her car in the parking lot.

After arriving on our floor I headed straight to her door and knocked loudly. It was almost seven and I was surprised when Kate answered the door in a knee length emerald green dress. Her hair was curled loosely and her face was glowing, her deep blue eyes emphasised by the dark makeup surrounding them.

“Oh!” she said, her mouth falling open in surprise. “Hey, Sam…I wasn’t expecting to see you.”

“Hey. Is this a bad time?” I asked, my eyes drawn to the hemline of her dress.

“I’m about to head out actually. I’m having dinner with someone.”

As if on cue the elevator at the end of the hall opened and a tall guy dressed in a suit walked towards us with purpose. He awkwardly lingered next to me for several seconds before turning and facing Kate with a smile.

“Hey Kate, ready to go?” His voice was deep and oozed confidence.

“Yes.” She answered, breaking her eye contact with me and facing him instead. “This is my neighbour Sam.” She added with a vague gesture to me.

“Good to meet, man. I’m Steve, I work with Kate.”

I shook his hand when he offered it before making a lame excuse and going to my own apartment. After closing the door behind me I fell back onto the hard wood and clenched my fists tightly at my sides.

I knew that I had no reason to be angry. Kate had made it very clear that whatever was happening between us was casual but she had also given me the impression that she wasn’t looking for a relationship with anyone. Yet here she was going on a date with some guy from work.

A loud laugh in the hallway abruptly pulled me out of my thoughts and I banged my head backwards into the door twice. I knew it was pathetic to feel this way but I couldn’t help it. A large part of me had been hoping that Kate would eventually just let this friends with benefits thing evolve into a real relationship. I sighed and headed into my kitchen, my appetite was completely gone but I needed a drink. I grabbed the six-pack of beer from my fridge and threw myself onto the couch, cracking open the first can and finishing it within a minute.

The can crunched loudly in my hand and I dropped it onto the coffee table, grabbing the remote as I reclined back onto my couch. Seeing as I had been working pretty long hours lately I had three episodes of Game of Thrones to catch up on so I was able to distract myself fairly efficiently for a while.

About halfway through the second episode there was a graphic sex scene and I immediately started thinking about Kate again. I had polished off another three beers and my head was starting to feel heavy with a combination of alcohol, tiredness and anger. Without giving it too much thought I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Kate.

It’s too bad you had to go out tonight. I was planning on bending you over my couch and fucking your tight hot pussy

I dropped my phone onto my chest and smiled to myself. The thought of actually bending Kate over and thrusting into her caused my dick to stir in my pants and I sighed deeply. I wasn’t in the mood to jerk off just yet so I carried on watching TV. When the episode ended I checked my cell phone and she hadn’t replied, that wasn’t very surprising considering where she was and the fact that she had been ignoring me all day but right now it pissed me off. Throughout the course of the next episode I text her several more times.

All I can think about is you sitting on my face and riding my tongue

I’ve made myself come every day thinking about tasting you

I want to lick your sweet pussy and feel you come on my tongue

My cock is hard and I’m stroking it thinking about your amazing body

I want to flip your dress and up and shove my cock inside you so you can ride me again

All I can think about is filling your pussy with my come

I was lifting my phone to text her again when I was interrupted by a loud banging at my front door. I paused the TV, grabbed a beer and threw the door open, unsurprised to find Kate stood in front of me looking livid.

“What’s up?” I said when she remained silent.

“Are you fucking kidding me!” She said loudly, shoving me in the chest and causing me to stumble backwards slightly. “That’s all you have to say after all the shit you’ve been sending me?”

“Oh so you were getting my messages.” I said in mock surprise, taking a long swig of beer from the can in my hand. “I wasn’t sure if you had been since you never replied.”

“So what did you expect me to say exactly? I was on a fucking date!”

“Exactly! You’ve slept with me twice in the last two weeks and tell me you just want to keep it casual and then you bring some fucking asshole here who you actually want to date…”

“So you’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.” I said quickly, downing the rest of my beer but maintaining eye contact with her. Her hair was no longer perfectly curled to hang around her shoulders but looked slightly frazzled and her chest had flushed to a deep red with her anger. It was the exact same colour that it turned to when I was buried inside her and my cock twitched at the thought.

“You are but that’s fine. All I could think about all night was the look on your face when Steve showed up and I had a really shitty night.”

“Oh you had a shitty night? I had a shitty fucking night! All I could think about was whether you were going to bring that jackass back here and fuck him.”

She laughed bitterly. “Well that wasn’t going to happen.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. Really.” Kate ran a hand through her hair in frustration. “Because all I’ve been able to think about since I saw you earlier was what a good time I had the other night. And then you started sending me all those texts and I knew that I would be back here by the end of the night hoping that you would do everything you said you were thinking about.”

My mouth dropped open in shock and I stared at her dumbly.

“Do you want specifics?” She continued, stepping inside my apartment and closing the door behind her. “Your first text really pissed me off…but then you started talking about me sitting on your face and that you’d been getting yourself off thinking about eating me out and I started to get really turned on.”

I still didn’t know what to say and continued to stare at her in silence.

“So I was going to come home and fuck myself with my vibrator…”

“Holy shit.” I muttered quietly, mainly to myself and Kate smiled in reply.

“And then I thought…Sam is sat here in his apartment and he wants me to come on his face and on his cock and I’m…”

I couldn’t take it anymore and I rose to my feet and rushed towards her. My hand cupped the back of her head and dragged her lips to mine. She parted them straight away and I pressed my tongue deep into her, dragging it along the roof of her mouth and tasting her thoroughly.

We fell heavily into the door behind her and I grabbed her leg and brought it to loop around my hip. She ground herself against my dick and I realised that yelling at her and having her yell at me had caused me to get hard. I thrust against her several times and continued kissing her furiously. Her hands ran up my back and into my hair and she pulled my head forcefully away from her.

“You still want me?” She gasped, rubbing herself firmly against my cock.

“Of course I do…I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“No…don’t say stuff like that…not now. You should already have me bent over the back of your couch.”

I grabbed her thighs just under her ass and hoisted her into my arms; her legs wound around my waist and carried her over to the couch. I dropped her so she was perched on the back of the sofa and ran my hand round to the front of her dress. I flipped it up out of my way and brought my hand to cup her crotch. A loud gasp escaped me as my fingers were immediately coated in her wetness. I pressed two fingers into her slit and dragged them up to her clit, circling it quickly as my mouth started trailing kisses down her neck.

“Where are your panties?” I groaned against the skin of her collarbone as her hands found the button of my pants and opened them quickly, fishing out my cock and pumping it in her fist.

“Eugh…They got ruined when I read your texts.” She replied, grabbing my pants and shoving them down to my ankles.

“My texts made you wet?”

I shoved two fingers inside her and she groaned loudly against my neck, I curled my fingers and started thrusting them into her quickly. I could hear my palm slapping against her clit forcefully and she bit at my neck so hard that I knew she would leave a mark there.

“I was fucking soaked.” She said, cupping my balls in one palm and rolling her thumb across them. “I almost had to go to the bathroom to get myself off just so I could sit in that restaurant and try to have a normal conversation.”

Her sharp reminder of where she had been earlier this evening made something inside me snap and I pulled my fingers out of her warmth quickly. She opened her mouth to complain but simply then shrieked in delight as I cupped her hips and flipped her over so her stomach was against the back of my couch.

She arched her back and rubbed her ass against my cock rhythmically. I couldn’t cope without being inside her anymore so I grabbed my dick and pumped it several times quickly. I dragged the head through her slit and slapped it against her clit causing her to arch back further as she moaned my name loudly.

“Fuck me…please Sam…”

“Tell me you want me.” I said lowly, leaning over her back and biting her shoulder as I started thrusting against her, my cock running up and down her slit and getting coated in her wetness.

“I want you.” She replied quickly, attempting to reach back to grab my cock and guide it inside her. I stopped her movements by circling my fingers around her wrist and forcing her hand down to her side again.

I grinned to myself and led my cock to her entrance. I pushed the head inside her and started a series of quick shallow thrusts. Kate groaned in frustration and tried to thrust back against me. I chuckled softly and pulled out of her.

“No.” She groaned in frustration. “Don’t tease me.”

I dropped to my knees behind her and released her hand, instead cupping both her ass cheeks and spreading them in front of me. I thrust my tongue into her slit and licked a wet trail from her clit to her entrance before thrusting it inside her.

“I’m not teasing you.” I said when I removed my tongue from inside her and replaced them with two of my fingers. I flicked my tongue quickly against her clit several times before leaning back again. “Tell me more about what you want me to do to you.”

She groaned again and tried to thrust back against my face.

“No.” I said forcefully, nipping at her clit with my teeth in chastisement. “You have to tell me or I won’t let you come.”

“So what do you want me to say?” She muttered and I smiled when I heard a distinct hitch in her voice.

“Hmmmmmm…” I moaned against her clit before sucking it between my lips briefly. “Tell me what you would have thought about if you’d gone home and fucked yourself tonight.”

“It always starts the same way.” She said slowly and I started thrusting my fingers inside her again to encourage her. “I think about coming home from work and you’re sat on my couch…in your uniform…”

“You like my uniform?” I interrupted, bringing my thumb to her clit and rubbing it in smooth circles.

“Oh god…I didn’t even know I had a thing for guys in uniform and then I kept seeing you around the building and all I could think about was what you could do to me after chaining me to the bedpost with your handcuffs.”

I groaned loudly at the thought of shackling her to the bed and rewarded her confession with series of licks to her swollen clit, sucking her folds firmly as I pulled back again. I returned my thumb to her clit and continued rubbing it.

“Carry on.” I said, slowing the speed of my thrusting fingers.

“Because my arms are tied up you kneel over me and make me suck your cock…you have such a nice cock Sam and I can’t believe I haven’t told you that before.”

“Keep going.” I sucked her clit again and she whined loudly, pressing back against me. I allowed her to thrust against my face and fingers for a while and brought my hand down to stroke my cock slowly.

“Fuck me Sam, please.” She moaned, throwing her head down in front of her and whining loudly again. I could feel that she was getting close, her clit was throbbing against my tongue and her walls were starting to spasm around my fingers.

With one final lick to her clit I rose to my feet behind her and guided my cock inside her, thrusting in to the hilt and grabbing her hips to pull her flush against me. She came around my cock and I threw my head back in pleasure, holding myself still inside her and simply enjoying the strong contractions around my shaft. I couldn’t believe how hot and wet her pussy was and I groaned loudly my hands tightening on her hips.

Kate’s body sagged beneath me heavily and she was panting against the pillows of my couch.

“Can I carry on?” I asked, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to the centre of her back.

“Yes, please.” She said breathlessly.

I straightened fully and started to thrust quickly against her. I could feel my climax fast approaching. Her words from earlier had me too worked up and the sound of my dick slipping easily in and out of her wet pussy coupled with the slapping of my balls against the top of her thighs wasn’t helping.

“Are you sure I can come in you?”

“Oh god yes. Just keep going. Faster.” She added with another high pitch whine.

My thrusts faltered slightly as I picked up speed and she brought a hand between her thighs. Her fingers brushed my sac briefly before she started quickly circling her clit.

“Oh my god.” She moaned, her other hand flying back to grab mine where it still gripped at her hips. I linked our fingers together and squeezed gently. “I’m coming again.” She said suddenly, her hips jerking underneath me sporadically. “Come in me Sam…please….I want to feel you come inside me.”

“Oh fuck.” I said loudly, my climax tearing through me at her words. The feeling of her pussy clenching around me as I came was unbelievable and I felt like I was coming harder than I ever had before.

I collapsed against her, my hips still jerking randomly against her hips. After catching my breath again I lifted myself from on top of her and pulled my cock from inside her. I brought a hand to rub her lower back and leant back slightly to watch my come leaking from her swollen pussy.

Kate stayed slumped over the back of my couch, her breathing slowing down to a regular pace and I pulled my pants back up my legs, shoving my cock into my boxers and walking over into my kitchen. I pulled two glasses from a cupboard and poured us both a glass of water.

I collapsed on the couch and laughed softly, Kate over at me from her awkward position and rose to her feet slowly. She leant over and pressed a soft kiss to my lips before walking towards my bathroom. She returned a few minutes later and sat next to me, downing her glass of water and thanking me for it.

“It wasn’t a date earlier.” She said suddenly.

“Looked like a date.” I muttered but the anger I felt earlier when we had been talking about it was gone, replaced by a distinct feeling of superiority.

“Well ok…it was a date but that guy has been asking me out ever since I started working there and I finally got sick of it.”

I nodded but stayed silent.

“I so guess I should thank you for those texts because it made it a hell of a lot easier to sabotage everything.”

“So you won’t be seeing him again?” I asked eventually.

“Oh god no…I’m not interested in anyone else right now.”

“And you’re just sleeping with me?”

She hummed positively. “And I don’t plan on sleeping with anyone else.”

“Ok.”

“Ok.”

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes before she spoke again.

“So I couldn’t help but notice that Game of Thrones has been paused on you TV since I got here…any chance I could hang out and watch the end of this episode with you?”

I looked toward her and smiled. Her hair was ruined and her makeup was smeared across her face. I thought she looked beautiful.

“Stay for as long as you want.” I said quietly, picking up the remote and pressing play again.

I couldn’t prevent the smile that formed when she slid her hand across the couch and threaded her fingers through mine, our palms fitting together perfectly.