Selflessness Ch. 01

What started out as a friendly flirtation: grew into casual sex. What started out as casual sex: grew into a tainted romance. A romance tainted with lies, lust, greed, and pain. What started out as a tainted romance: grew into a distorted reality of desire - a game of pure give and take, and take and take. Where, when it comes to loving someone we break not only the rules, but ourselves. Love isn't about selfishness; love is about selflessness.

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Andrea gave him a call. Old friends call each other to have drinks right? She still had his number saved since their sophomore year of college. She hadn't needed to use it since her then, but even now - when college was out - why not have a little fun? She looked hot tonight. She was single and, frankly bored. She wasn't about to let her confidence go to waste only because she had no other plans - unless you count Plans B - grocery store pinot noir and cuddling with Coco her french bulldog on her bed as she watched Criminal Minds reruns until ungodly hours of the night. It rang three times before James picked up.

"Hello...?" His voice was distant, but warm and familiar.

"James, it's Andrea. Andrea O'Dae..."

"Andrea, wow. How are you?"

"Fine thanks. Umm, would you want to get a few drinks with me tonight - just to catch up? It's been a while."

"I'd like that."

"Perfect. Meet me at The Dandelion in a half hour?"

"I'll be there." She could hear him smile - if that was possible - as she ended the call.

Andrea ran her fingers through her auburn shoulder length waves, she couldn't help but smile herself. She decided on her black and white strapless dress; floaty top and the narrow the waist that cut just beneath her toned thighs. She touched up her mascara and glossed her lips with her favorite melon lip glaze, peep-toed black pumps and a gold chain put everything together. She left apartment giddy. How did she do it exactly? Maybe she was just that good. It was a short walk down to The Dandelion, it was almost too easy to stroll in like she owned the place - flashing a flirty smile to the Mediterranean hostess with his melting brown stare and defined pecs. She took the center seat ordered a vodka soda with lemon and patiently waited for James.

"Andrea?" She turned and there he was in all his glory. His face soft and a look so haunting her heart stopped.

"James, so good to see you." Taking full advantage of his friendly embrace.

He nodded. "It's not everyday beautiful women call me on the phone." He whispered.

She blushed, he was too polite and obviously flirting, but it's not like she wouldn't take it. He sat on her right, ordered a bourbon and coke - never taking his eyes off her. Their conversation was simple everything you would ask someone who you haven't really talked to in two years: Life, travel, hobbies and so on.

"Andrea," His calloused fingertips brushed against her leg and travel up to her knee. "I've always wondered what would happened if we were together..."

His touch an electric current on her smooth skin and it continued up to her thigh. She couldn't help but smile, she knew what he meant exactly- the innocent comments, the back and forth banter that always could've been something more but neither of them explored it. She played it off as if it was nothing - because it was nothing, they were just and only friends. Tonight, however, something was different. She wanted more of him in ways she never expected she would. His touch was more than friendly - it was wanting.

Her lips grazed his ear. "We could take his back to my place..."

She laced his fingers with hers, paid both of their tabs and lead James away with her; away from the other people, away from lights and noise, and the past that was behind them. She wondered if he knew this wasn't about friends anymore either. They walked back to her apartment without a word, just hand in hand smiling - letting their eyes do the talking for them. She grins and opens the door to her apartment, but before she can say anything to break the anxious silence between them, James wraps his arms around her hips and presses soft her body to the door.

"I've wanted you like this all night, I couldn't take my eyes of your pretty little mouth. I want it wrapped around my cock."

She pulled away, but couldn't look into his eyes. "It's not something I've done before." She admitted sheepishly.

James cupped her chin to kiss her again.

"But, that doesn't mean I won't."

He smiled. She smiled. This was going somewhere and they both knew it. He kissed her jaw, he teethed at her neck. She tipped her head back and let him marvel at her breasts. He took them in his hands and slowly ran his thumbs across her nipples. Andrea let out a sigh, she knew this feeling, she couldn't run from it if she tried. This was beautiful, this was amazing. James' hands roamed her shoulders and down her back, searching for the zipper of that cage of a dress. He found it, he pulled. To his luck - there was no bra for him to fight through next, just her delectable breasts for him to savor. He kissed the valley between her peaks and he felt her arch her back against the door in pure pleasure. Andrea couldn't breathe, she loved this, she wanted this. She needed him to feel her everywhere. She moaned.

"Oh baby, I love that sound. Moan for me again baby..."

His tongue circled her firm areola, softly biting her nipple and she moaned again. She tasted like apples and vanilla. His mouth traveled down her soft body, tasting every inch of her - he tasted the sweat on her skin and he knew it well she needed him as much as he needed her. He came back up for her mouth, he loved that mouth.

"Come on baby, take me to bed." She breathed in his neck.

She jumped into his arms, all her weight in his hands as her carried her to her bedroom. He didn't even bother with the lights as he laid down what a goddess of a women she was onto white sheets. She brought his shirt over his head and felt his heart beating through his chest.

James' mouth moved to her navel and then down to lace panties clinging on her hips. He sank his teeth into her sides. She whimpered under him in the dark as he pulled them down, exposing her golden skin beneath them. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Open up for me baby," His gaze taking her beauty all in before him.

His hands took over. He spread her open, pushing her thighs apart. She was wet, she was perfect. Her tight walls wrapped around his hold. He wanted to savor this, he was slow at first - pushing in and out, feeling, exploring, getting to know her body the way he had always wanted to.

"Oh... James. Please. Oh God... Ahh - " Andrea couldn't hold in her cries. "Oh god.... you feel so good, oh James, right here. I need you right here."

His cocked twitched, it ached to fill the space taken by his hands.

"Andrea, I know your beautiful body needs me right here. Hold on baby." He pulled a condom out of his wallet. Her hands met his, the belt now gone, and the zipper undone. His godly erection only moments away from becoming entangled with her.

"Oh baby," She gasped as he met her at last. His thrusts deep as she came up to meet him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he picked up the pace.

"Oh... baby please... here. I need you so much..." Her head back on the pillows as she moaned for more.

"That's it baby. God you're so beautiful." He ravaged what was finally now his. He pushed harder and deeper. Anything to hear that beautiful moan escape her lips from the passion, the pain, the pleasure.

"I'm here baby, Oh James - I feel it right coming. Save me, please please please..."

His cocked throbbed inside of her - he was right there, he felt it coming too.

"Let go baby, let it out, let me have all of you." James' breath hot in her ear and she exploded. God it was so good, so freeing. She scraped her nails down his strong back to anchor her. She came. crying out his name and taking every wave of pleasure until it was gone.

"Oh Andrea, oh baby that's it, baby you're so tight for me. God you feel so good like this." He was breathless. This woman was his complete undoing. Their bodies slick with sex and sweat were brought together again with each thrust until they were both spent.

"You...." She breathed as her body quivered underneath his. James rolled over and Andrea sat up. She kissed him, long and deep.

He pulled away to catch his own breath, "You."