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Catch Me

Such a Turnaround


He saw his ex with another man and his face instantly went blank. I hardly knew what to say. I told him about the guy being a rebound, then after he spoke, I had nothing left to say. It was crazy, and maybe, even perhaps, unbelievable. Our one night stand pretty much destroyed their relationship and I still feel bad about it, but you have to remember that he’s the one who cheated. Plus, we actually had feelings for one another afterward, so I don’t know if that make things worse. Well, yeah, of course it makes things worse, you idiot. This girl, Riley Paulson, is a homewrecker with a capital H.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked me after they sat down.

“Nothing.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. It’s really nothing.”

“Ok...”

He seemed worried and would not stop looking at me.

“Will you stop staring at me?”

“Something’s up. What the fuck is it?”

“I was thinking about how I ruined your relationship with Anna.”

He rubbed his eyes and sighed.

“You didn’t ruin my damn relationship. It was my own fucking fault, so stop fucking blaming yourself.”

He was angry, so I didn’t say anything else. I just looked at my menu until we put in our order then I just looked at the table.

“I’m sorry, Riley. I really am.”

I gave him a look.

“Yeah, yeah.” I mumbled before taking a sip of my soda.

He shook his head.

Things remained quiet until our food came. I had never been this happy to eat in my life. The silence gave me a lot of time to think about how fucked up my life has been. My life was great up until my relationship with Mike turned sour and I almost died because of it. Then, I had turned into a whore because I was scared of being in a relationship again. A relationship. A fucking relationship.

That was pathetic. I couldn’t handle that? I am pathetic. Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic. Now, I’m dating a man whom I slept with before even getting to know first. Tears began to run down my face as I ate.

“Riley?”

I put up my hand.

“Riley.”

I shook my head. That’s when I decided to leave.

“Riley. Please don’t leave.” he said grabbing my arm.

“Let go.”

“No.”

“Let. Go.” I said, digging my nails into his arm.

That did the trick. I dashed out and took out my phone to call an Uber while tears flowed down my face. I sat down on the curb and tried to pull myself together until I was able to make that phone call. As I was about to call, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw that it was Zack; I tried to shrug it off, but that turned out to be a complete and utter failure and the tears came flooding back.

“Go away.”

“Please talk to me.”

I shook my head.

“Why are you crying?”

Since I wouldn’t answer him or look at him, he kneeled in front of me, taking my hands.

“Now, you have to look at me.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Fine.” I said looking up at him.

“Will you please answer my question?”

“I’m a whore.”

“Rye, you’re not a whore.”

“Yes. I am. I go from a traumatizing and life-threatening relationship then I resort to sleeping around with various men because I don’t wanna risk anything in a relationship. How pathetic is that? How pathetic am I? Then, I can’t stop and disaster strikes.”

“Riley, everything happens for a reason, even if it’s a one night stand that ultimately ended my relationship.”

“Yeah, but...”

“But what?”

“I don’t know.” I said shaking my head.

“Chances are it would’ve ended anyway. Things have been really tough in our relationship, not just because of how often I am away during the year. This may or may not be relevant, but sex had never been great or nearly as great as it has been with you.

I faintly smiled.

“I’m not saying I liked you and wanted to be with you because of how you were in bed, it’s because I had real feelings for you. It’s crazy, I know, but life is unpredictable and anything can happen. So, you are not a whore, you never were. You were looking for something good after that tumultuous night. That does not make you a whore. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met and you are the most amazing person I have ever met. There’s no one I’d rather be with than you.”

By then, I was smiling and wiping my eyes. My face was red as I had been blushing since he said he had real feelings for me and didn’t want to be with me just because of the sex. The fact that someone liked me this much and thought so highly of me lifted my spirits and made me feel like the happiest person; scratch that, the happiest woman in the entire world.

I saw him smiling himself after he spoke. He moved closer and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and made it deeper. The kiss seemed to last an eternity when in actuality, it was only ten seconds. He ran his thumb against my left cheek. His touch was so soft and so gentle despite him having rough hands.

“You have no idea how happy and special you just made me feel. Thank you. You saying that makes you pretty amazing yourself if you weren’t already amazing to begin with.”

He laughed.

“Anytime, beautiful. Talking to you made me feel better earlier, so thank you. It might be hard seeing her for a while, at least, but having you will always make it easier.”

I blushed again.

“What do you wanna do now?” he asked.

“Finish eating and continue on our day.”

“Sounds good.”

After we finished eating, we headed back to his car. It was a relatively cool day which in Wisconsin would be warm seeing as it's January, but it was the perfect weather for today.

"How are you feeling now?"

"So fucking happy." I said with a huge smile.

"I don't think you know this."

"Know what?"

"How much I love your smile."

I must've been blushing like crazy because my face felt warm.

"You're adorable."

"Stop." I said laughing.

He gives me butterflies and makes me feel the way I did back in high school with my first boyfriend; I love the feeling. Of course, we went to places we’ve both been, but this is Hawaii, we're talking about; it’s the most beautiful state in the country. When we got to a particular beach which is my fave, we got out of the car. I leaned against the car and took my shoes off while he took his own off.

“That’s much better.”

I then ran off.

“First one to the water is a rotten egg!” I shouted.

Luckily, I’ve stayed in shape since graduating high school. I really do pride myself on eating well and exercising to this day.

“What a way to call yourself a rotten egg.”

I heard him say after a couple seconds; I laughed as he was behind me, but quickly beside me. I didn’t say another thing as I just focused on running and beating him. I hit the wet sand a second before he did and I jumped and raised my hands just like Rocky Balboa.

“I win.”

“You’re really too excited about this.”

“You’re just bummed out because you lost.”

I stood on my toes and was maybe an inch away from his face. He quickly closed the gap and took my face in his hands. I kissed him like I did this morning, wrapping my arms around his neck, but I slipped and fell on my ass causing me to burst out into laughter. In the process, I had pulled Zack on top of me. Seconds later, waves came up and hit us and woke me up. The water may have been warm, but now I’m really wet and need to move.

“Holy shit!”

I unintentionally pushed him off me as a reaction and he became wet as well.

“Sorry.” I said, running toward the car.

He caught up to me and picked me up. I struggled to get out of his arms, but it was really no use.

“How wet are you?” I said as we reached the car.

“Wetter than you.” he responded, setting me down.

“Sorry again.”

“It’s fine.”

“You sure? Because that was a shock to the system.”

“I’m sure.” he said genuinely.

“So, how does heading back to my place sound? Dry off? Have some fun?” I asked raising an eyebrow.

“Amazing. Let’s go.”

So, we got in the car, sitting on towels that he thankfully brought with him and we went back to my apartment. By the time we arrived at our final destination, we were mostly dried off, but I wanted those clothes off me and off him. Walking in the door, I dropped my purse and took my shoes off before I began undressing myself as Zack did the same exact thing. I ran off toward my bedroom where he tackled me onto the bed. He started on my neck and continued the journey down my body.

“Zack.” I gasped.

He took a nipple in his mouth and I about lost it as he felt his tongue flick across it.

“Oh my God.”

He traveled to the other side and proceeded to do the same thing. My hips bucked as I felt a hand on the inside of one of my thighs, dangerously close to pussy before replacing it with his lips.

“Please.” I moaned, running a hand through his hair.

He looked up at me with such pure desire in his eyes, they were almost black. He moved over to his right and I felt his lips on my pussy. I threw my head back, closing my eyes and moaned until his tongue came to play, upping the ante. My hips bucked again and I became louder as I felt his tongue dart in and out of me. He placed a hand on each thigh as he ran circles around my clit causing me to feel sensation in my legs; I was climaxing.

“I’m so close. So fucking close.”

I was breathing heavily and grasping my sheets again. It took only about ten seconds till I reached it. He came back to my level and looked into my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.

“Thank you. It’s been so long since that area has gotten that kind of attention.” I said running a hand through his hair.

“My pleasure. It really has been?”

He rolled over, so he was on his back. I made a great choice and laid my head on his chest.

“It’s been years. It’s always been about straight up sex. No oral whatsoever. I almost forgot how amazing that feels.”

“Glad to be of service.”

I snuggled into his sculpted chest; he was like a god, to be quite honest.

“I know the day’s not over, but thank you. I haven’t had that great of a day in a long time, well, aside from my breakdown, that is.”

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Comments

I’m so excited by this. I absolutely love Zack

RosesNWriters RosesNWriters
11/4/18

I love this so much omg

Daydreamers Daydreamers
10/29/18