BANG BANG BANG 22
For the next 60 days I will be sharing a chapter a day of my first POP EROTICA novel. Bang Bang Bang, A summer of sin in Brooklyn.
Chapter Twenty Two
Max sat up on his couch. His brain was buzzing. Hangovers were not his thing. He walked slowly to the fridge, got a pitcher of water and took it to the head. He walked back to the couch and sat down, turned the television on hoping something really boring could put him out of his misery.
Everything seemed dreamy; he could not tell if he was asleep or awake. There was a knock at his door. “Who the hell could this be?” He got up to check the door. He was wearing a pair of white jockey shorts. The only person he was expecting was Sophie, she should be heading home by this time but she had her keys so who could it be?
He checked through the peep hole. It was Vanessa. He opened the door.
“Vanessa, what are you doing here?”
She pushed passed him without a word.
“Listen, Vanessa, Sophie is on her way back and this is not the time, how did you get here?”
They were in his bedroom. Her back was toward him. Vanessa turned and looked him in the eyes and he knew exactly why she came. Her lips were so juicy. Sophie would be here any moment. Fuck. He definitely couldn’t do anything to fuck up his relationship now.
“Listen, Vanessa.” He tried to make his case but before he could get another word out she grabbed the nape of his neck. And Bang.
It was as if he had totally forgotten that Sophie would be on her way home.
“Shut up and fuck me Max.” She stuck her tongue in his mouth.
“But, but Sophie will be here any mo- mo-moment.” He was beginning to lose his battle against her.
She chucked him onto the bed and tore his jockey’s off of him. Grabbed his dick and licked it hard and slow while looking him dead in the eyes.
“Does Sophie suck your dick like this, huh Max?” She had her seductive gait on.
“Ok, ok, ok we can fuck but we have to hurry, I can’t fuckin’ believe I am doing this.”
He knew from the look in her eye that she would not leave unless he fucked her. So he bent her over and fucked her as hard and as fast as he could. Luckily, she was so horny that she came almost as soon as he entered her. By the time he came three whole minutes had passed.
“Can I use your bathroom?”
He looked at her as if she was crazy. “Vanessa, I am not sure you understand, Sophie is about to be here any moment now.”
“Really? I can barely tell…”
She walked past him nonchalantly and went toward his bathroom.
He got his clothes on and stood by the front door with the door slightly ajar. The pipe was running in the bathroom. He heard the toilet flush. “Thank God,” he thought to himself. He saw the elevator numbers moving to the first floor. “Shit, I hope that’s not Sophie,” he started panicking. He knocked on the bathroom door.
“I’m done, I’m coming, damn, what’s the hurry?”
“Sophie is on the first floor!”
“Ok, I get, I get it.”
She hurried out the bathroom and gave him a long hard kiss at the door. She saw the elevator numbers moving up and looked at Max. She loved to make him sweat. She smiled.
“I’ll take the stairs.”
“Thank you so much.”
As soon as the door to the stairs closed the elevator door opened and Sophie stepped off. By this time Max was back on the couch pretending to sleep. A text message landed on his phone. He heard Sophie jangling her keys in the key hole. The message said, “Thank you. I needed that.”
Max was fuming, he was so mad he refused to respond.
“I was in the neighborhood and I just wanted to say hi, we should definitely hang out soon, maybe meet at the Brooklyn Moon, wink, lol.”
Sophie came in, she was spritely. “Hey babe, how was your..? Never mind.”
She saw that he was still in the darkness sleeping. She walked over, gave him a kiss on the cheek and sat next to him and rubbed his back. Max was still shaking inside. Sophie sat there a watched him sleep for a long while.