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Wanting What You Can't Have 34


Hunter

I look at her, sitting in one of my t shirts and a new pair of panties, one foot up on the chair that she's sitting in at my kitchen table, her sex hair, unbrushed and up in a messy bun at the top of her head as she sits there scolling through her phone while I cook us dinner.

Everytime I looked at her, I wondered how the fuck Roman could be such a fucking fool. How he even fucking thought twice when it came to Daphne. I saw the chicks him and Daphne's brother pulled, the ones they brought back to the apartment. Not a single fucking female I saw him with came even fucking close to Daphne. 

She lets out a sigh and I wonder if it's because of Roman, if he's still texting her, him and her brother wondering when she'll be coming back to the apartment. If it were up to me, she'd stay her ass right here. 

My reputation wasn't rumors. I was a fucking ladies man, a playboy. I slept with any hot willing female that I could get my hands on and my dick inside of. I wasn't ashamed. I enjoyed sex. I enjoyed having fun. But looking at Daphne sitting there with her pretty light pink hair, not even knowing how hot she is right now sitting in my grey worn out t shirt. I didn't even want to touch another female. I had no fucking desire to. She was the first girl, in a long time to make me feel some type of way, that made me want to fucking settle down. To give up the playboy bullshit, the nights at clubs hitting on women and buying them drinks. 

"My results are negative." She says looking up with a smile. 

"Hm?" I ask, being drawn out of my daze of just admiring her beauty .

"My tests, from the clinic, they're negative." she says and gets up and walks over and shows me her phone. Showing me the list of things they screened for. 

I knew she was nervous about what happened with Roman, afraid he'd passed something to her. She'd told me wanted to wait until the results came back before we started having unprotected sex again, but, yeah, we broke that little rule pretty quick.

"That's great" I say, leaning over and kissing the top of her head. 

I knew it was a relief for her, and knew that it was bothering her. It was strange, and also kind of made me fucking proud, that for some reason, Daphne trusted me , more than Roman. How the first night we hooked up, we just took each others word on the fact that we were clean. Not the smartest thing in the world, for either of us. But, i kinda loved the fact she had trusted me enough to take my word. Not that i'd fault her if she hadn't. 

She smiles at her phone, and then I see a text message pop up at the top of her screen to notify her. All I see is Roman's fucking name and the words    love....miss....and talk. 

She flicks the notification away and then clicks off her screen and sets it on the counter and then slides behind me and wraps her arms around me, hugging me from behind as she peeks her head around.

"Are you almost done, im starving" she says and I chuckle, and put the finishing garnish on the pasta, the bowl of salad already made and waiting.

"You're worse than mittens" I tell her. 

She pokes my side. "Hey!" she says as if she's offended. 

As if she knows she's being talked about mittens jumps off the couch and scampers into the kitchen to rub up againt my legs in front of me. 

"Back off bitch" Daphne says. "He's mine." 

I chuckle at her little joke of a rivalry with Mittens. 

"You dont have to rub it in Daphne, you'll hurt her feelings." I tell her.

"I'll rub it in all I want." she says and then her hand drops down and she grabs my dick through my shorts.

"Hey there"I say and she giggles, and grabs my dick. 

"Can Mittens do this?" she asks as she strokes me and I feel my cock grow from her touch and I groan. 

"Uhhh , no, and I wouldnt want her to, those fucking claws would be hell on my dick." I say and Daphne laughs, and then slips herself around me as Mittens purrs at our feet, and Daphne steps in front of me, nudging Mittens with her foot out of her way. 

"I want to suck your cock" she says smiling up at me. 

"Thought you were hungry?" I cock my brow. 

"Do you not want me to give you head?" she cocks her brow back at me.

"I will always, and let me repeat..ALWAYS , want you to give me head." I say and she smiles. 

I shake my head with a smile as Daphne drops to her knees, and grabs my shorts and pulls at the waist of them. 

The second my cock is out and Daphne is licking her lips, my fucking doorbell rings. 

Daphne's head turns and mind does to.

"Who is that?" she asks. 

"I dont know" I say and she looks back up at me as they knock as well. I sigh. 

"You gonna get that or can I keep going?" she asks. 

I look down and raise my eyebrows and smile. 

"Keep going." I say and she smiles.

"Thank god" she says and then drags her tongue up my cock. 

As she's licking my cock up and down and stroking my dick and giving me the hottest fucking sloppy kisses up and down my dick, I hear HIS fucking voice. 

She pauses, and I tense. 

"I just want to talk." I can hear him saying. 

"Ignore him." Daphne says and then I look back down at her. 

She's wrapping her mouth around my cock and taking me in and I groan. 

The comfort of that perfect fucking mouth of hers, and the fucking pleasure it gives me, has my muscles relaxing just a bit as I listen to the fuck head outside my door talk to himself. 

"I know you're both in there...and..I dont want to cause problems, I just...I need to talk to you Daphne, it's important...and we've known each other forever..." 

I groan as she sucks my cock faster, her head bobbing, her hands on my thighs as she looks up at me, and she brings me so far in her mouth she's making her eyes water and I she gags on my cock. 

"I love you Daphne" I hear Roman say on the other side of the door. "I've always loved you...I know I messed up...I didnt ever want to hurt you...and i did....and Im so fucking sorry Daphne" Roman is still talking, giving his fucking speech.

Daphne doesn't even pay attention, or I'm sure she hears him but doesnt let it stop her from sucking me so fucking good, that she has me ready to cum in seconds. 

"Jesus Daphne" I whisper. "Slow down baby, fuck" I groan and she doesnt stop. She only goes faster, sucking me a bit harder, her mouth and its gagging noises louder and she's drooling from her mouth as she fucks her throat with my cock. 

"Fuck daph" I groan and grab the messy bunch of hair on her head. 

"I've never wanted anyone but you Daphne, I've always wanted you...needed you...I thought maybe it was just a crush back then...that we could never be together....because of your brother....but...I talked to him....and he's okay with us being together....even he knows we belong together Daphne" Roman says and I groan. 

Because the girl he was trying to fucking win back, the girl he'd fucked up his chances with , was on her knees. While he was out there whining like a bitch, I was getting my cock sucked like I was a king. And that knowledge, made me fucking cum in Daphne's mouth. She moans around my cock and I curse as she sucks me still, slowly, and drains my fucking cum from me and pops her mouth off my cock and opens her mouth, showing me my cum. 

I groan. "fuuuuck" i breathe and she grins and swallows it down and then licks her lips. 

"I'll go take care of him." she says and I shake my head. 

"No." I say. Her brow raises.

"I don't want you to have to fucking deal with him." I say and she pushes up as I take a few breaths, trying to get myself together so shortly after getting the life sucked from my cock. 

"It's fine I-"

"No Daph." I say, adjusting the waist of my pants, pulling them back up. 

I look at her. Maybe I was paranoid, maybe I was afraid she'd see him and want to give him another chance. I didn't want to fucking lose what I had with her. I wasn't fucking Roman, I wasnt willing to fuck things up with Daphne.

"Sit." I say and kiss her forehead. 

"I've got it." I say.

"Hunter , you're going to hit him again" she says and grabs my arm. 

"I wont." I say. But I dont make myself promise it to her, because, fuck, I still wanted to hit him again, and several more times for the fact he was such a shit head and had forced her to let him fuck her without a condom. 

-

When I open up the door to a still rambling Roman, he looks up with hope that it's her, and I see him deflate and then step back when he realizes it's me. He's still got a black eye. Good I think to myself. 

"I dont want any trouble. I'm just here to talk." Roman says.

"Yeah...we heard." I say and look at him. 

"She doesn't want to talk to you. And she's not fucking interested in any bullshit excuse you have." I tell him. 

"I'm not here to make excuses. I just...I need to see her." he says.

I shake my head. "Not happening." 

"In fact." I step out of the apartment and close the door, and Roman back up further into the hall. 

"Stop texting her. Stop calling her. She's through with you. You had your fucking shot man, more than once, and you fucking blew it. That's on you to deal with. Leave her alone, she doesnt want your apologies just so you can feel fucking better about treating her like she was nothing more than one of your lame ass fucks that you bring home. I mean really...she offers herself to you....and you force her to fuck you without a condom....force her into doggy style like shes a common whore to you....she tells you she wants to fucking look at you while having sex with you for the first fucking time, and youre too much of a god damn prick, and selfish that you refuse, and barely last all of two fucking minutes before you cum on her fucking face? Her face Roman, seriously? You think the girl who fucking loved you for years thought her first time with the guy she thought was the man of her fucking dreams, you think she wanted a fucking facial? " I say, my fists curling. 

The door opens behind me. 

"Daphne, stay inside." I say and she steps out and and slips herself under my arm, wrapping her arm around my back and placing her hand on my chest. 

"Dinner is getting cold." she says, looking up at me, and not looking at Roman at all. 

"Daphne can we just ta-"

"Cmon baby" she says and tries to pull me back inside the apartment. 

"Baby?" Roman asks and I cant help but my smirk. 

"Yeah, the thing is." I say to Roman. "Because you are so damn good at fucking things up and ruining your chances...she's able to be with someone now who gives a fuck about how they treat her. " I say and watch Roman scowl. 

Daphne pushes at my chest, and back me through the door, and I reach down, and grab her ass making sure he gets the sight of my hand, sliding up the back of the shirt of mine she has on, and her hot little ass in my hand in those little pink panties.

"Thanks for stopping by Roman." I say, throwing the door shut. 

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