Out of Control- 2

I woke the next morning, only to find that I'd missed three calls from my mother. We hadn't been getting along lately and I wanted to put off the conversation for as long as possible. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother with every fiber of my being, it's just that we're so alike, that everything important usually ends with an argument. I make my way into the kitchen and put the kettle on for tea. My apartment was small, but I didn't mind. It had an enormous window and an adjoining balcony, filled with white lilies and hanging vines.

Feeling a little bored, I turned on the TV, flipping through channels, trying to find something worth watching. I settled on re-runs of Sex and The City. It was the episode where they discuss how many great loves you get in a lifetime. I sat in my chair and wondered that myself. Does unrequited love count? Probably not. I've only had two crushes in my twenty-three years and they were both players. Jerry was obviously straight and had a girlfriend, while Gavin wasn't strong enough to be himself.

That doesn't mean I haven't had my fun. I had fooled around a bit in college once or twice, but never actually felt the need to go the entire way. I hear the kettle go off, effectively pulling me out of my reverie. After pouring my tea into my favourite candy apple red mug, I tell myself to focus on the positive things I have in my life instead of unnecessary relationships. I decided to call up Mimi, one of my oldest friends from elementary school; she would know what to do.

" I have a problem and I need your help.It has something to do with a guy".

" What have you done and gotten yourself into now?"

" My boss wants to date me but he's not out, what do I do?"

" Tell him what you always tell guys who have this problem, thats it's not enough. You need more".

" He says he's working on it and I want to believe him. He's different from other men, I can tell".

" I can't make this decision for you. You have to make up your own damn mind about it. I support you no matter what".

" Thanks, you always know what to say."

"Now I got to run hun, I'm busy. Drinks and sushi sometime?"

"You know it, thanks again".

As I hang up, I smile to myself, excited for our get together. Now, to make it through the week without any repeats of last night.

I make it to the club five minutes late and Cain is not happy.

" You know when I hired you, I expected you to be ON time" he bellowed,  following me to the back.

" Look, I'm sorry, it won't happen again".

" My office , NOW!"

Not wanting to create more of a scene, I reluctantly walk behind him through club, while people stare.Everyone knows that Cain has a temper and loves to get into fights, but no one had seen him quite like this before. He shuts the door unexpectedly; picks me up and drops me down onto his desk.

" What are you doing?" I say, scared about what might happen.

" I'm going to fuck the shit out of you." he growls, ripping off his shirt.

Completely taken by surprise , I admire his well toned abs, pectorals and massive arms that had picked me up not a moment ago. In that moment, I become aware of how beautiful he is. I trace his body with my hands, unable to stop touching. Our lips meet and I know that I'm a goner. Trying to catch him off guard, I go down on my knees and start to undo his zipper. A wicked smile appears on his face. I pull off his briefs, exposing his raging hard on. I taste him in my mouth and begin to suck.

" Oh yeah, just like that" he moans.

I let my tongue travel up to the tip of his bulging shaft and play with his balls, while he tries not to come too early.

" I knew you'd give in eventually. Even with all of your innocence, there's a dark side to you".

My heart swells with emotion. I used to pride myself on being a self righteous, goody two shoes. It wasn't until years later did I come to understand that no one can be totally benevolent. Hear was someone who could see just how not good I can be...and I liked it.

Without warning, the door begins to jiggle and in comes Niall. He surprises me by not being shocked.

" I'll walk back out and pretend I wasn't here" he states, grabbing his keys. Before exiting, he gives Cain a look that says " I hope you know what you're doing".

Doing my best to not be awkward, I muster all of my confidence and walk away.

"Cole?"

"Yeah?"

" This wasn't just one a time thing. Trust me".

It was exactly what I wanted to hear. With most guys, once they've gotten it, they can't wait to be rid of you. Like I said, Cain was...different. Turning to look at him one last time, I notice that he's blushing. Seeing that confirms a thought I had when I first met him. He might be a ferocious fighter, but when it comes to the people he cares about, there's a lot of love reserved for them.