Addicted Ch. 02

"Mwah, mwah..." Richard held me in his thick arm and let me rest on his wide chest, laid a few kisses on my hair and forehead, then whispered to my ear with his fascinating, deep voice, "that was so good baby girl..."

After a few rounds of sweat-spattering, mind-blowing crazy sex, Richard and I both collapsed in bed, cuddling and caressing each other, catching our breath and regaining some energy.

"Mmm please don't leave me daddy..." I kissed Richard on his heaving hairy chest and squeezed him in my embrace harder, acting poor and needy.

"I'm here babygirl..." He held me in his arm tighter, patting and rubbing my back, "I'm not going anywhere, I promise." He whispered the last two words, it almost sounded so convincing. Then I felt his another warm, big hand landed on my abdomen, slowly sliding down my pussy, "mmm, my babygirl's pussy must has got ravaged pretty badly serving daddy's big, needy cock, let me give it some good massage..."

"Mmm, it feels so relaxing daddy, the soft touch of your big, rough fingers and palm, running between my legs..." I blushed and started breathing slightly faster.

"Woah, there, babygirl, look at you, grinding on my hand already... Look, it's getting late and I don't wanna start anything that might take another hour to finish..."

"Look who's talking..." I reached my hand to grab on his already rock-hard, throbbing member, feeling the soothing heat in my hand.

"Haha, what can I say, you always make it too challenging for me to resist your invites." Richard chuckled, then groaned and turned his whole chest on top of me to get the phone on the nightstand behind me, "yup, it's pretty late alright, and I've got to drive the kids to school tomorrow morning. I think I should get dressed already..."

He gave me one last kiss on the cheek and got up of the bed, showing his naked, muscular, broad back and plump butt in front of me as he collected and wore the watch he put on the nightstand, and I just got up, sat there on the edge of the bed behind him, watching every move of him that he made sexy unintentionally, feeling my heart start beating faster.

"Richard..."

He was surprised by me turning him around and started landing my passionate kisses on his lips while he had just started shoving his arm in the shirt after he put on the socks, but he immediately gave in and kissed me back ten times harder and pushed me on the wall with his shirt still half worn.

We did another round of quickie right on the wall, with him holding my one leg in his arm and eventually raised and pushed against the wall. Raw, unprotected, rough, and he came all inside of me. It didn't matter anymore if I had to use the pill afterwards or even if he just put a baby in me, I knew that none of us cared at that moment, we just wanted each other, immediately, badly...

***

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" Richard stood next to the door of his car parked on the side of the road, looking back at me, standing straight, keeping distance, playing as a decent gentleman once again.

"Don't worry about it Richard, I'll be fine. It's my responsibility for keeping you this late. So I don't wanna bother you even further." I walked slightly closer to him and whispered, "and don't forget that we are not only evenly matched in bed." I winked at him.

He slightly stepped back to my approach and widened his eyes after he heard it, then he burst out a little laughter, "yeah, right, I can never forget the first time I met you... Alright, so... See you next time?" He opened the door and nodded his head to me.

I started to feel the storm raging inside of me but I tried my best to repress it back down and make it unnoticeable on the appearance.

"See you and safe travels." I waved him goodbye with a delicate smile and watched him keep looking at me as he entered the car and slowly drove away until the car disappeared on the turn.

I lowered my head and stared at the floor, taking deep breaths.

I didn't want him to go.

***

I stood at the train station, in front of the railway, waiting for my line to arrive. The time of the arrival had jumped from 8min to 25min then 14 and 30 within the past half an hour. Oh well, it is what it is, me, standing at the station in the freezing spring, waiting for a train that was saying they would be coming but at the same time probably would not. Misty, Misty, my dear Misty, it's not like the first time right girl? Men and trains, that's life, good thing that there was no weirdos approaching me that night.

"Burp."

I looked back and took a closer look of the man who was sat and sleeping on the bench far away with his head down.

Oh fuck my life, forget what I just said, here comes the weirdo.

It was that drunkard.

Calm down girl, calm down, he's asleep, and armless, I suppose? Just ignore him and let's just get home peacefully and end this weird fucking night.

So I stared back into the void, zoning out, with Richard still all over my mind.

I started to recall the first time we met once again, it was four years ago, right at this station and after a crazy Saturday rush...

***

"On your six!"

As I turned around, there was a man right behind me who was covered in dark hoodie and mask, looked at me with guilt in his eyes and immediately sprang to the staircase.

I quickly checked my back pocket and realized that my wallet was gone, damn it I snoozed.

"Don't fret I'll catch him." At the same second, the man who shouted at me held a stop gesture to me and locked his eyes on the direction that the thief ran to like an eagle and charged toward like a cannonball.

But unfortunately I was never used to listening to the orders from a stranger so I immediately jumped toward the same direction, turning and dodging the coming passengers like a breeze of wind and bounced over the fence of the check and caught the thief running toward the exit.

The distance between us got closer and closer and finally I chased him down a dark alley with only moonlight from above and the streetlight from my back to reveal the outline of him. At the moment he realized that he just ran into a dead end, he turned around and took out a shining knife in his hand, putting on a defending pose.

"Everybody freeze!" The same shouting came from my back, followed by some rapid breathings, "stop before doing something that you might regret!"

"Not bad captain." I turned around and grinned at him.

"Fuck off or I'll kill you!" The masked thief jumped closer to me.

The "Captain" immediately tensed his body like an arrow on a fully stretched bowstring and held his both hands to the thief.

"Kill me?" I turned back, "for just a wallet? Wow now sir, really amateur, how long have you been in this business?" I chuckled and put my both hands up next to my head, "or should I say how desperate you are?"

"W-what?" he acted surprised by my reaction but then quickly put back his game face and raised the knife even closer to me, "Le-let me go."

"Well of course I will once you hand me my wallet." I let out a long sigh, "listen, you can have my money, bu-"

"On the ground!" At the moment the thief had just lost his guard for a bit, the "Captain" started charging toward me.

"Shut up I g-"

The second I turned back to the man, the thief took a good advantage to shove the knife toward my neck. So I immediately jumped to the side, bent down under his arm then flip around, struck my leg to knock off the knife in his hand and then jumped on the wall and bounced onto him, locked his neck between my legs.

"G-gahh."

The two men both gagged at the same time.

"Now now..." I loosened my lock to make sure he's breathing smoothly, shoved my hand in the pocket of his hoodie, got my wallet and took out the cash from it, "listen, stealing is bad, even if you just took the money, it'd still take away more than just that from the person, like their trust in humanity." I softly scratched the cash on his face, "but if you just took the money and threw the wallet on the ground I might actually let you go this time, because there's something really important in it, like my reward ticket, I could almost get a free milktea you know? With three toppings of my choice!"

"But anyway." I shoved the cash back into his pocket, "take this money to get by for a while, try to find a basic job, it might be tough and suffering at the start but you'll get by, and at least that's the honest money. But if you have any trouble with that, my bar is three blocks away, with a pink neon sign, you can't miss it." I let go of the man, he stood up and immediately sprang away, looking back at me like he had just seen a ghost.

He was actually quite a good busboy at my bar for ten months. And he even returned the same tear-soaken cash back to me the same day he left.

"Woah, that was..." The kind-hearted gentleman stumbled to me, "how, how did you do that?"

"Mmm, where should I start..." I looked into the sky with my fingertip tapping on my chin, acted like I was pondering, "one of my friend with benefits is Brazillian slash my capoeira coach, and also I do one hour of yoga everyday with a side of some meditation, and this is just a work of fiction (any resemblance to the real life is purely coincidental)."

"W-what?"

"Nevermind." I shook my head and hand, and patted on his chest, "thank you for your conscience, it's hard to find people like you nowadays, you see how those people just glanced at us and then stood still looked back at their phone like nothing had just happened?"

"Well, I can't say that I took much part in this situation, but thanks." He rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"It's the thought that counts." I walked passed him and my hand slid through his chest, "And if it wasn't you I wouldn't had even realized that my wallet was gone."

"Oh and..." I suddenly turned around, grabbed his right hand and stood on my toes to land a kiss on his cheek, "this is your reward for being my knight-in-shining-armor." I spoke to him in soothing tone and looked directly into his eyes with a smile.

He stood still, looking at me, face immediately turned red and started to breath heavily, didn't know how to react.

"I, I..."

"Am married?" I lowered my chin, raised my eyebrows and kept looking at him, "yes, judging from the trace of the ring on your finger it was recently took off, and there's car key hanging on your belt but you chose to use the train in the middle of the night, apparently you didn't want to let your spouse know that you were sneaking out, and the freshly combed and sprayed hair, well-picked out fit, the condoms, plural wow and quite big, in your pocket, and..." I grabbed the waistband of his pants with one finger and pulled it to take a closer look, "you wouldn't mind, would you? And the mesh underwear you are wearing, nice taste, don't convince me that you are just 'going out to take a stroll at the park'." I put the same finger on my lips and winked at him, "don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But if you want to stop by and have a drink sometimes, my bar is three blocks away, Oopsie Tipsy."

His face had turned from confusion to arousal, staring at me with his eagle eyes like a hunter had just locked his eyes on his prey, and a grin appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Richard."

"Misty." I smiled teasefully at him, turned around and walked away without looking back, "disband, soldier."

I didn't see him again at the station that night.

***

The rumbling sound of the approaching train had brought me back to the reality. I didn't know how many time had passed while I was indulging in the memory but at least the train was there finally.

The next thing that I had realized was that the drunk guy was standing next to me in silence, staring at the other side of the station with sorrow in his eyes since I didn't know when.

I took a few steps away from him.

Well, at least there's night breeze to blow away the alcohol smell and he hasn't acted on me again, so far so good.

As the train drove closer to the station, I caught something abnormal from the corner of my eyes.

The man was walking toward the edge of the station!

For a moment I just wanted to look back at my phone pretend nothing had just happened, but hell no, not today.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" I jumped toward the guy and pulled him backwards and let him fall on my body as we both got knocked on the floor.

The next thing I realized after I had gathered my conscious was that the other passengers from around me at the station and inside of the train were either keeping taking pictures or recording with their phone or just enter or leave the carriage like nothing had just happened(while staring at their phone).

"Like, maybe call an ambulance or something?... Or a makeup artist?"

That was really not my night (besides the sex).

To be continued.