Page 53 of Don't Leave Me

He pulled out right before I felt the release. “Fuck,” I whispered. But then, Michael opened up my cheeks again and I felt the tip of him slowly teasing my ass.Fuck yes, here it comes.I felt lube run down between my cheeks, then goose bumps covered my body as he slowly eased himself into me, the unfamiliar sensation a mixture of pleasure and pain, and I felt myself holding my breath the deeper he went in. I suddenly felt Michael’s free hand reach around the front of me and he felt around my wet spot, finding my clit and rubbing it quickly as he simultaneously went in deeper and deeper, and then I felt him inside of me entirely. I moaned loudly, the intense pleasure increasing as he thrust himself in and out of me, his fingers doing magic, his moans becoming louder with mine. Oh my god– “Oh fuck,” I moaned; I felt the release consuming me as I finally exhaled, my climax more intense than I had ever felt. Michael grabbed my hair tighter as he thrust faster, his hips slamming against me, and I heard him loudly exhale as he finally slowed down and rested his hands on my hips until he came to a full stop.

Michael crawled off of me and pulled me down with him as he laid on the couch, both of us catching our breath. I smiled as I looked at Michael, his face so content and relaxed and beautiful; he turned his head and grinned at me, quickly pressing his lips against mine.

“Mmm, Hana. You’re perfect,” he said as we parted, putting his hand up to my hair and tucking some behind my ear.

I giggled, the statement so outlandish to me but sweet nonetheless.

“Takes one to know one,” I said playfully through my smile.

He raised his eyebrows at me with amusement. “Wow. Clever one,” he said sarcastically, teasing me.

I sighed happily to myself.This man has made me feel so many things I have never felt before – physically and emotionally – and I want him to know how much he means to me. I only hope he feels the same way.

We quickly took a shower together, cleaned ourselves up, and headed back on the 4 train to arrive at work 30 minutes past our lunch break.

I didn’t care about the stares from my jealous co-workers as I walked back into the office with Michael, both of smiling at each other before we separated to our own work spaces. I could see Cassie eyeing me as I sat down and began to work, a smile still lingering on my face as I typed.

Emily texted me a half hour before work ended, checking to make sure that she was taking the right trains in the right direction. I gave up on working as I browsed through websites that displayed the fabulous apartments in Manhattan that Emily and I were about to see: a one bed, one bath in SoHo; a one bed, two bath in Chelsea; a two bed, one bath in the West Village. Manhattan was definitely not cheap, but neither was Brooklyn; Billie and I were paying an outrageous price for our apartment in Williamsburg. But I was the more frugal cousin, intending to save my money for the future instead of spending whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I didn’t blame her though…I definitely had the urge, very often, to spend thousands on clothes and shoes and maybe a new BMW because obviously a person in New York City needs a car.

People started to leave as 6 PM approached and I got a text from Emily saying she was down in the lobby. I knocked on Michael’s door with my bag and jacket in hand and he smiled at his desk as I walked in.

“Emily’s here,” I said as I approached him and playfully sat on his lap again.

He exaggerated a frown. “So no working late?” he teased, putting his arms around me.

I shook my head and smiled.

He sighed, nuzzling his nose into my neck. “Fine. Let me know when you get home,” he breathed, pressing his lips against my skin.

I let out a soft moan as I closed my eyes.Not now, must go greet Emily. I quickly hopped off of him and put my hands on my hips.

“Will I see you later?” I asked, hopeful.

He nodded, licking his lips as he eyed me up and down.

“Okay, good,” I smiled, running my hand through my hair.

Michael stood up and stopped directly in front of me, putting his hands on my waist. I put my hands to his shoulders and bit my lip as I eyed his beautiful, sensual lips. He pulled me in closer and gave me a sweet, soft kiss before he let me go and smiled, staring at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Have fun,” he smiled, sitting back down at his desk.

I nodded, composing myself after getting easily turned on. I grabbed my jacket and purse and quickly left his office, and of course Cassie and Suzie were huddled together by Cassie’s desk, staring at me. I smiled at them smugly.

“Bye, guys,” I said cheerfully and made my way to the elevators.

Emily was chatting and laughing with the front desk receptionist when I emerged into the lobby, smiling at how she could become best friends with anyone. Her eyes widened when she saw me, wearing her big fluffy coat with maroon skinny jeans and black heeled boots, already fitting in with the city so well.

“Hi, cuz,” she smiled, walking towards me quickly and giving me a hug.

“Hey, you ready?” I asked after I put my coat and scarf on.

“Ready!” she linked her arm with mine and we headed to the R train to SoHo.

Emily wasn’t impressed with the first apartment in SoHo and we didn’t have an appointment for another one-bedroom until 8 PM, so we headed up to Chelsea, which she also wasn’t impressed by. I had high hopes for the one in the West Village; I saw pictures and drooled over the apartment for half the day. But Emily didn’t like the location, so we headed back down to SoHo to the last apartment. And voila! The neighborhood had a bunch of bars, restaurants, boutiques – a lot of action, and Emily’s eyes lit up as we walked down Broadway towards the building. We turned the corner and right next to a Starbucks was the apartment building and the realtor we were meeting with.

She took us up the stairs to the 3rdfloor and I knew immediately that this was the apartment that Emily was going to choose. It was a little small, but it had hardwood floors, brand new appliances in the kitchen, and the bedroom was huge. The big windows in the kitchen and bedroom showed the bright city lights outside and Emily was super giddy as she stared out the window and turned to look at me.

“This is it,” she whispered as she flashed her dimples.

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