VALENTINE.Trial & Error

“Stop it, you idiot!” I stagger backward while halfheartedly pushing Dominic’s face away from me.

We almost got into an accident earlier when Dominic got bolder during the drive. I don’t know what has gotten into him. I’m not even sure whether he is actually drunk or just messing with me. Seeing as he had the strength to fool around, I refused to help him out of the car after arriving at my place.

However, when I turned around after realizing he was not following behind me, he had shockingly face-planted himself at the parking lot. Thus, I’m now forced to half-drag and half-carry the bastard into the building. As soon as the door to the elevator closed, he resumed groping my body and kissing me everywhere his sneaky mouth could reach.

Truth be told, I could easily overpower him because the way he flails his arms indicates his real drunken stupor. Although his weight and larger build easily send me slamming against the wall it was only because he was tripping on something or leaning his body on me. He clearly has no strength or awareness of his actions at all.

“Stop it!” I jerk my face away to avoid his lips from touching mine only to bump the back of my head on the steel elevator wall.

If anyone is watching us right now, I am sure they would be rolling their eyes at my hypocrisy because, in all honesty, I am not really protesting that much. If anything, I am too curious and thrilled by my body’s reaction to Dominic’s ministration. I want to do it properly so I am actually waiting until we reach my condo.

Once the lift finally arrives at my floor, I hurriedly support Dominic into my room. As soon as the door shuts close, I let him pin me down the couch. A whoosh of breath escapes my lips and Dominic takes advantage of it by thru$ting his tongue into my mouth. Oh, god! I really am not having a panic attack! This is incredible!

“Hmm…” His deep groan reverberates against our plastered chest, sending tingling sensation into my body. “Open your mouth wider, honey.” He slurs while shoving his hands beneath my dress shirt.

“What honey are you talking about?” I exclaim as goosebumps prick my skin— not the ugly ones— but the one that originates from my groin. “And cut off the kiss, you taste awful!” I gasp in between his wet kisses, holding tightly on his biceps when he starts rocking against our bulging crotches.

“It ain’t my lips but t’was the booze that’s bitter.” He answers in between chuckles, giving me more sloppy kisses as though telling me to stop complaining. “So, what d’ya wanna be called?” He asks as he starts trailing kisses down my neck and to my now exposed chest. “Sweetheart? Love? Hmm?”

“Y-you… Just shut up!” I pant harder while watching him licking and kissing eagerly all over my torso. “Your hands are fast.” You must be used to this, I want to add but choose not to.

While he alternately sucks my n¡pples, his nimble hands have already unbuckled my belt and opened my fly. Soon enough, my di¢k is hanging out of my underwear—hard and wet with precum—and being jacked off by one large, calloused hand.

“Hmm, slow… Wait, slow down a bit!” I say, grabbing his jerking hand to still his movement.

The shallow breathing I am trying to control has gone faster, making it sound like I’m hyperventilating. But not with panic, it’s with lu$t. I don’t know where I should blame this situation right now, whether to my curiosity, desperation, or just the fact that I’m drawn to this man.

However, it all boils down to one result. I’m experiencing a stirring of emotions and sensations I have never felt before and am now about to burst within five minutes just after being touched.

“Ugh! Ah, ah! W-wait!” I grab the sides of his head and wrench it away from my n¡pple which he refused to let go although my legs are desperately clamping around his waist. “Unh, $hit! No, yes! Oh, god! Ahhh!” I groan loudly at the feel of my orga$m rushing out of my body, eja¢ulating so hard in his hand and spilling it on my torso.

“Oh, wow!” He chuckles before kissing me deeply and wetly again. “You must be pent up. That’s a lotta load ya got there.” He raises his body a little and looks at me with a glassy, lustful gaze. “Do ya hava lube?” He asks while taking my pants and underwear all the way off of my body.

“No. I don’t have that kind of thing here.” I answer breathlessly, too damn satisfied with my recent orga$m to stop what he’s doing.

“Such a shame. Condom, have one? At least, it comes with lubricant.”

“I said I don’t have that kind of thing here.” I grit out to cover the embarrassment I feel at the fact that having no condom means I don’t do it.

“Oh, wow. So you’ve been doing it ‘til now, yeah?”

“W-what do you mean?” I stammer, wincing at his persistent hand that’s still sliding up and down along my length. “Maybe you should stop this,” I say while trying to pry his hand away from my sensitive co¢k.

“What do ya mean stop?” He asks slyly. “Haven’t even had my fill yet. Since ya ain’t using, I’ll just use this…” He brings his soiled hand beneath me and slowly inserts a large digit into my back hole. “This’ll serve as lube as well.”

Dominic adds another finger in me and begins doing a scissoring movement, making me pant and writhe restlessly. I want to stop him but I want to experience more. I am too starved for this sensation to end it so abruptly.

“People say you bring a lotta people in your bed but… can’t believe ya bein careless about protection. Oh, well… No condom, no love. That must be it right?” He bends down and bites my lower lip. “Is that your way of telling ‘em ya don’t give a $hit? Coz ya don’t like attachment, do ya?” His lips stretch wide for a grin as wide as he spreads my legs apart and pointing his co¢k into my opening. “Amirite?”

“Um, that…”

Where did he hear all those rumors from? I thought for sure people are talking about my impotence so I don’t know where he gets the news of my supposed promiscuous lifestyle. Although I don’t have the time to voice out my thought as he thru$ts into me so suddenly that I jerk violently from the pain of his invasion.

“Ahh! That hurt!” I look down at our joined bodies and almost passed out. “What the hell is that thing?”

I want to scream for help. Dominic has tanned skin but his phällus is even darker in color it gives off an ominous vibe. It is large and ribbed with angry veins. Looking at our bodies, I realize he only has the tip inside me and still has a long way to go. Yet I already feel so full and bursting through the seams.

“My god! You’re going to kill me with that!” I exclaim hysterically.

“Relax.” He chuckles as he resumes rubbing my co¢k up and down while slowly driving deeper inside me. “Our di¢ks aren’t that different in size. You should be thanking me because I’m making this easy on you.”

Well, that might be true. We might be sharing the same size seven but while I’m hard on that state, I’m sure Dominic is seven while flaccid! So I don’t know how big he is now that he is ere¢t. I shut my eyes tightly and bite my lip at the burning sensation of his length rubbing against the thin tissues of my entrance. Or is it exit?

“Yes, that’s right. Relax.” He croons into my ear when he finally sinks halfway inside. “Tell me when I can start moving.” He whispers and buries his head on my shoulder.

“Please don’t. I’d appreciate if you pull it out instead.”

I may be curious earlier but now that I know how painful it feels, I don’t want to experience it anymore. I thought only women would experience pain during their first time but I guess not. I want to laugh at my ignorance.

However, I am also glad that I had the opportunity to experience this when I thought I would die a v¡rgin for sure. Oh, well, might as well make the best out of this tonight since this only happens once in a blue moon. Perhaps this throbbing sensation would get better when we start doing it properly.

“Alright, you can start moving already,” I say when I begin feeling suffocated by his large body weighing me down the couch. “Just be gentle.”

No response.

“Dominic?” I shake his shoulders but his body slowly becomes sluggish just as his peni$ gradually softens inside me. “The hell! Are you sleeping?” I grab his ears and raise his head up, scowling at his drooling, sleeping face. “At least pull out of me, bastard!”

I push him off of me and abruptly eject from the couch. Dominic collapses on the seat, snoring with his di¢k out of the open. The nerve of this guy! I massage my temple, breathing in and out to compose myself. As much as I don’t want to touch him again, I have to tidy him up before picking up my own clothes. I enter my own room afterward to take a cold shower.

I look myself in the mirror. Apart from my swelling lips and bruising chest from his kisses, I’m still me. Of course! Did I expect something might have changed in me after having $ex with a man? Wait, we didn’t even get to that part, he just penetrated me and it ended before it even began. Damn it!

What was I even thinking of trying to hook up with my soon-to-be employee? And Sean’s lover to boot! Well, rumored lover but still…I should be thankful nothing else happened between us else I wouldn’t know how to face him come the morning after. But I can’t help feeling disappointed, too. After all, it is very rare to get hard and not having panic attacks as well.

I come out of the shower while patting myself dry before turning on the alarm. By going to Mama’s bar, I thought I could get a grub but this thing happened unexpectedly so now I’m a little hungry. Oh, well. I don’t want to go out anymore and I don’t know a tiny bit about cooking. So, whatever, I’ll just sleep right away.

***

Throbbing a$s and body pain wake me up ten minutes earlier than my alarm. Sitting up my bed, I roll my head from side to side while massaging my shoulders. My muscles are quite stiff. I remember the night before and wince. That’s right, this is the result of Dominic manhandling me with brute force.

Speaking of the wretch, I fling the covers off my body and put on my pajamas before looking for him in my living room. However, the place is cold and deserted just the way it has always been since I started living here. No trace of Dominic’s presence anywhere. Huh? Did he think he can run away from me? He is mine now. I mean… my employee rather.

I turn around and get back to my room to prepare for work but something catches my eye at the dining table. I usually only grab a coffee in the morning but I’m surprised seeing a complete breakfast meal on the table. The coffee is brewing in the coffee maker as well, its tantalizing aroma floating in the air.

My stomach growls and my mouth waters. Could this be Dominic’s way of apologizing? I smirk as I pull a chair to sit before digging in. Why isn’t he here anyway? Did he return to his place? If so, then... My hand tightens around the fork thinking that he must be with Sean right now. He wouldn’t hurt Sean, would he?

I should call Sean to make sure. In the meantime, I savor the dish Dominic made while thinking of ways to separate the two, if possible, for good. Dominic is not good for Sean. I would do anything in my power to prevent Sean from being hurt no matter what or who it is.

Just as I finish putting on my suit, my buzzer resounds. I check myself in the mirror one last time before answering the door. I blink a couple of times, surprised to have Dominic standing at my door with a duffel bag in his hand. What actually took me aback is his cut lip.

Did he have a fight with Sean this morning? I want to ask but I think I would appear meddlesome between the two. Although not yet official, it’s already decided that I’m his employer and asking him about his affairs is none of my business. I should really check on Sean, maybe when Dominic is out of earshot.

To add to my shock, he suddenly bows his head in front of me. “Mr. Alfa, I would like to apologize for my rude behavior last night. I promise from now on to properly conduct myself while I’m under your employment.”

“Oh, so you remembered?” I ask in between amusement and surprise.

“Of course, I don’t suppose alcohol would cause person amnesia. I remember all the misconduct I did and I’m taking responsibility for everything. That’s why right now, in order to redeem myself, I will do my best as your employee which you and Sean agreed last night.”

“You’re awfully polite, Dominic. And please drop the formalities with me. Since I’m calling you by name why don’t you call me Valentine? Is that alright?”

“Yes, Valentine.”

“That’s…”

Whoa! Why do I feel like my name sounds erotic on his mouth? Wait, what am I thinking? I tilt my head to shake off the thought and look down at his duffel bag. Great way to change the subject! First, I have to admit him into my house. I open the door wider for Dominic to enter.

“Alright, you should drop your belongings first at the guest room then we can get to work together. It’s the left door along the hallway.”

“Yes. Thank you.” Dom walks inside and finds his way to the guest room I mentioned.

To say I’m shocked is an awful understatement. He has totally turned hundred-eighty different from the first impression I had with him. Is this his mask? Too late, though. I already saw the real him who has a nasty temper, a drunkard, and a pervert.

At least, he has one redeeming quality in him which is a good cook. Maybe I should add his good looks to top that… and his height, too. Oh, yes the rippling body as well. Let’s not forget his green eyes and tanned skin. Wait, stop! Stop it! Keep your mind straight, Valentine!

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