The Truth Behind The Lies

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address when you get home.” His eyes poked holes in me. “Okay?”
    “Okay.” I looked down at my wrist. He hadn’t let me go. I tried to pull away. “Bash.”
    “Yes.” He looked at me first then at the fists he had around my wrists. “I need to let you go.” He chuckled.
    “Yes you do.” I was breathless. I had already felt like I had run a mile.
    “Please get in your car and drive away. I really want to fuck you.” His eyes were burning me, scorching all that I believed about myself. I should be scared but I wasn’t. I should be insulted but I wasn’t. I wanted to fuck him too. It was just too soon. Sex is a game changer.
    Another man would have gotten a slap but not Bash. I smiled up at him.
    “We have a future of fucks ahead of us.” I batted my lashes.
    His glare broke into pieces and his entire face smiled. Even his teeth spilled at of his mouth. He is so fucking cute and sexy.
    “Nina Norwood.” He unhanded me. He put his huge hands on the sides of my face. He placed a quick sweet kiss on my forehead. Forehead kisses, where they do that at? They do that right here in the La Bistro Cabernet parking lot. Oh my.
    Bash took two steps backwards. “Drive safe. I will see you in the morning.”
    “Goodnight.” I stepped into my car and closed the door. I didn’t want to look at him again. I was afraid I would get out my car and jump on his back. This man was intense. I just started my car and drove my hot ass home.
    I waited to text him. I don’t know why. I had been home for over an hour. I got my cell and texted one single word. [Bash]
    A minute later he text me back. [Nina ☺]
    Oh, that was the sweetest smiley face I had ever since.
    I texted my address. [344 Applewood Way, Downers Grove]
    I figured he knew I lived in Downers Grove because that was where we met but I wasn’t sure.
    [Thank you.]
    [Thanks for dinner.]
    [Sweet Dreams. See you in the AM.]
    I wasn’t sure if I should respond. That was bye. Would it be rude if I didn’t say goodnight. I was thinking too hard about it.
    [Goodnight] I texted back.
    The locksmith is coming at seven in the morning to change my locks. I needed to go to bed. There is no way I can go to sleep. I have Bash on the brain.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 6
     
    SEBASTIAN
     
     
    ★ SATURDAY ★
    I slept well considering I had a terribly painful erection that lasted most of the night. All I could think about was seeing Nina again. Seeing Nina naked. Seeing Nina spread eagle. Seeing Nina bent over with her ass in the air. Seeing Nina’s cum face.
    I probably should have rubbed one out but I was exhausted and didn’t really want to put in the extra effort. And I was also a glutton for punishment. I wanted to feel the real Nina. My hand was in no way a substitute for a woman that held my complete and undivided attention since we met.
    There were two sides to Nina. I had caught a glimpse of both, the soft side and the hard side. I was intrigued. I was bemused. I was fucking captivated. I had never felt the push and pull of any woman like this. I crave the feeling I get when I’m with her. She seems to always be cautious and on the fence. I like that about her. She feels I am dangerous. I am. Maybe she can see the buyer beware sign tattooed on my heart.
    I wanted to sleep with her on sight. I realized I wanted more yesterday when I was in her car. I went too far fingering her on our first date. Now I have to pull back. I prefer she actually liked me as well as my cock.
    I wouldn’t have a problem satisfying her in the bedroom. I have elevated my sex game over the years. Would she be satisfied with me as a man? I am flawed. I am scarred. I hope I can hide my defects. I have so many. I can’t show her who I really am. She wouldn’t trust me.
    Does Nina even date white men? I don’t know how to ask the question and I’m not sure it matters at this point. I hope she doesn’t ask me if I date black women. I would have to tell the truth and she would think I was

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