Arthur's POV
Gathering white lines on the surface of the coffee table I took a quick sniff through a wide metal looking like straw.
Dropping myself backwards; I basked in the comfort of the soft modern couch. I lay back, eyes fogging with disoriented figures floating on the blank surface.
A faint smirk shadowed my lips as I felt soft fingers gently caress my prominent stiff bulge.
I licked my dry cracked lips, my saliva lubricating the chipped skin.
A grunt passed my slightly parted lips when my dick slid into the wet warmness of her mouth.
Through my half lidded eyes, I saw the beautiful blonde smile around me. Her image was quickly distorted into one of a brown caramel like skin and dark haired woman.
Her curvaceous full- figured body arched perfectly as her tongue grazed the under side of my dick.
"Your haunting me even when I'm high. Mhm?"
I grabbed her hair--wrapping it around my hand in a fist before slamming myself into her deep throat.
Her glossy plump lips cushioned the rapid flow of my thrust.
She started to tap my hip but I continued grinning at her teary eyes.
"My white dick too much for you?. Take it" I spoke with a raspy voice pressing my dick at that sweet spot.
"Fuck" I groaned as my hips started to shudder under her fisted hand that jerk my white fluids into her mouth.
That was fast.
Once she swallowed and glared at me I patted her head.
Her voice started to sound off but I quickly blinked. The lovely tall woman now replaced with a hot messy blonde with red coated lips.
"The fuck was that. You almost killed me" she said wiping the side of her mouth that had a drop of my cum.
I used a near by cushion and pressed my flustered face into it.
"Aren't you going to answer me?" She asked slapping my legs.
What's happening to me. Almost everything damn thing I do. Whether I'm awake or asleep she's there using that hot tempered mouth to either cuss at me or blow me off.
This isn't fair.
Why is it the first time I'm attracted to someone outside of my category type she's fucking up my mental.
We haven't even fucked yet but I'm literally hallucinating about her giving me head. I mean she's not even all that.
Or that is what I'd like to believe...
I removed the cushion and forced my lips to curve into a wide smile.
"I'm high why else?" I replied coughing up a ridiculous excuse.
"I guess but it looks like you really enjoyed it. Your legs were shaking and everything" she spoke with a proud smirk.
"I bet those BBC's gave you great practice" I spoke sitting up to reach for the bottle of whiskey.
"I said I was sorry what else do you want from me?" She asked getting off her knees.
"I want you to leave me alone" I muttered before taking a sip.
She glared my way, her mind swirling for a comeback but before she could answer my phone pinged with another notification.
I picked it up and scrolled on the screen before reading the messages.
Bryony.
After texting back and forth with her for a good while I got up totally ignoring Allison's frowning face.
"When I get back within the next 20 minutes I expect you to be gone" I said grabbing my wallet.
"Are you kidding me right now?" She asked and I looked back at her with a brow basically challenging her to protest further.
"Screw you" she muttered, grabbing her purse and stumping pass me to the door.
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I collected the brown bag and sat in the passenger's seat.
Speeding down the road I memorized the different route's to her place. I sped down the road and parked the car across from her house.
I hastily grabbed the bag and peered up at the light that must be from her bedroom.
As I quickly entered her house I took note of the chaotic state of her apartment. I glanced around before jogging up the short stairs.
Knocking on the door I heard fumbles going on behind the door and mumbles.
I was about the knock again due to my impatience but the door flung open and my clenched jaws went slack, my grip tightening around the brown paper bag.
My gaze flickered over her revealing clothes. The obvious clump of flesh between her legs that had a small slit down the middle made me swallow before looking from her exposed pierced navel.
The rising and falling of her high chest made it obvious her thoughts weren't very pure either.
Once my eyes made it to her's she seemed to snap back out of her thoughts and glance to my hand.
A smirk tugged at the end of her lips and I almost rolled my eyes at that sensing a stupid comment was coming.
"Aww you def tryna fuck ain't you?" she asked with an amused expression.
If I really wanted to I definitely would have already.
"You want this or not?" I asked shoving the bag forward into her chest with a huff.
"Come on in but don't be getting any ideas" she said walking away with a teasing sway of her hips.
Too late.
Before even sitting she was already eating and I just took a seat on a chair beside her bed.
With narrowed eyes I watched her literally devour the meat as if she hasn't eaten in weeks. It was slightly irritating as it was amusing. The loud smacking of her lips made me cringe internally.
Her chewing came to a slow before she turned to me with her messy mouth.
"What?" She asked.
"Your a pig" I remarked shaking my head as she then wiped her messy mouth before retorting.
"Your tryna fuck on this pig tho"
Unfortunately so Bryony, unfortunately so.
I glanced around the room realizing nothing wasn't really trashed in here and I almost scoffed already knowing who could have done this.
'A woman's room is her sanctuary especially the bathroom. It must be clean and spotless at all times. So you better leave them spotless when you come over here'
A small grin formed on my lips remembering younger Alison with reading glasses, hair done in heavy pigtails.
"I'll find out who did this but in the mean time what are you going to do?" I asked.
Totally unbothered her feet kicked back and forth as she laid on her stomach, she replied :
"I have no idea" before popping a fry in her mouth.
Wow how helpful.
"I would suggest you could come stay with me but I know you'll just say no and call me a creep. Am I right?" I said and she grinned then shook her head.
"Nah I would just call you a stalker"
At this point I couldn't hide my annoyance so before I could mask it I let out a irritated grunt.
"Bryony can you be serious for one second?"
"I'm joking but thank you for dropping whatever it was you were doing to come get me. I appreciate it dude" she said stretching her fisted hand out to me.
I've about had enough with her calling me what ever she pleases.
It would have been better if she gave me blow job than said what she did.
Then I would actually feel appreciated.
Pretending as if I was going to fist bump her. I pulled on her wrist causing her body to fly over near my lap.
In sheer shock and irritation she looked up at me.
"So does that mean you'll be staying with me for the night?" I asked watching her nose flare and brows meet, her mouth formed in a thin line.
"Ight I'll go".
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Now we were on our way to my house and I heard her stomach growl. I turned my head to the direction of the window hoping to not make her uncomfortable with the expression my face might be showing.
"I'm not going to see some crazy bitch at your place right?" she asked trying to distract me from the fact that her stomach just growled.
I scoffed and popped another gum in my mouth.
"What do you want?" I asked turning my attention to her for a second.
"Huh?"
"What do want to eat?" I clarified tightening my grip on the steering wheel.
A few seconds passed without her answering.
"Are you going to an-
"KFC king" she answered quickly, a trace of attitude lingered in her voice.
A few more minutes of silence passed before we reached and ordered what we wanted.
I just got a fry and a coke not feeling that hungry.
She ordered two burgers and I glanced at her with a grin which she glared at.
When it was time to pay she reached in her purse and I took it out her hand and tossed it in the back seat before reaching my long arms towards the lady behind the window.
Bryony stared at me flabbergasted no words leaving her mouth.
That's a surprise.
Once we collected our food and I drove off she ate while occasionally glanced at me.
Sipping on my juice a while passed with us just being quite.
"I just think it's funny how you think you could toss my purse in the back seat when I didn't give you permission to pay for me." She said and my stomach tightened, my mouth twitching at the urge to laugh.
When it became too much I almost doubled over in laughter while struggling to focus on the road.
"Fuck permission I do what I want. You know what?. How about you shut up before you say another dumb thing." I said and without even looking at her I could sense the anger steaming out her nose and ears.
"Fuck you bitch" she mumbled under her breath while chewing the last of her fry.
Once we parked up near the dark entrance leading to my apartment I looked over at her.
"What did you say?"
Her throat bopped as she swallowed nothing before turning to me with a glaring gaze.
"I said- "
Her tough girl demeanor dwindled at the raise of my brow.
"I said thank you for the food" she said before opening the car door stepping out.
That's what I thought.
Leaving the car I walked until I caught up with her.
Once I fished out my keys and opened the door my brows furrowed at the darkness that welcomed me.
I left the lights on.
I reached over to the switch and turned it on and low behold there she was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room.
Her head snapped up at me, hair messy as if she's been running her fingers through it.
Her electric blue eyes flickered from me to the tall woman behind me.
"So this is the bitch you left me for?"