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sit on the couch and he sits next to me. We both start eating, not talking. Damn, why can't men just be men. No feelings, no attachments. I'm going to enjoy the rest of the night and keep my distance for a while. I only wanted a night of sex, not this crap. I look over to see him looking at me, he sets his now empty plate on the coffee table.
    He smiles, "Hey, sorry to ask personal questions. I know you told me from the beginning you don't want a relationship."
    I shrug, "It's fine."
    "Okay. I was only thinking it would be nice to get to know each other, a little."
    I nod and set my plate on top of his. Instead of answering him, I close the distance between us and kiss him hard on the lips. He starts kissing me back, then pulls away from me. I look at him confused.
    "Sorry doll. Am I spending the night?"
    "Well since it's already early morning, yes."
    "Let's take this to your room."
    He grabs me and pulls me upstairs. Once we make it to my bed, I pull off his shirt I am wearing. He takes of his boxers and joins me on the bed.
    "Now where were we?" he asks.
    He grabs me and pulls me to him. I try to kiss him and he shakes his head at me. He starts kissing my neck and works down to my breasts. He sucks on my nipple, then gives the other the same attention. I moan with pleasure, running my hands through his hair. He works his way down my stomach and kissing me as he works his way down. When he reaches my thighs, I pull up on his hair to bring him back to my face.
    He looks into my eyes, almost searching for something. I'm not sure what and right now don't care. I grab his head and pull him down to my lips. I start scratching at his back, wanting him inside of me. I can feel him hard on my thigh, when he pulls away from me. He grabs me and flips me over onto my stomach.
    I look back at him and smile wickedly at him. I get up on my knees, hearing him rip open the wrapper of his condom. I grab the headboard, in time for him to slam into me. He grabs me on both sides of my waist, squeezing me hard. I groan from the pleasure of his roughness.
    Knowing that I like it rough he grabs the back of my hair and yanks me back. I scream, loving it and claw at his thighs. He flips me over. Now facing him and rams back into me with so much force, I swear he could break me in two.
    He kneels, still inside of me. He pulls my legs and puts them on his shoulders. As he pushes deeper into me, I am bent in half. I claw at his arms with the pleasure and he starts pumping into me faster. I feel my pleasure building, I scream with the release of my orgasm. He pushes harder and faster into me and then groans with his own release.
    Nico rolls off me and goes into the bathroom. I look over to see that my clock says it's already six in the morning. I don't have to work today, thank god. I roll over and feel myself drifting off to sleep. The bed next to me dips with the weight of Nico coming back to bed, he puts his arms around my waist to cuddle. I pull his arm off of me, I'm not one to cuddle. He sighs and rolls over to face the other side of the room. I know if he wasn't so tired he probably wouldn't stay. I pull the covers up to my chin and drift into nothingness.
     

    I wake up after a couple of hours of sleep. I look over at Jaylah and sigh. Man, someone really messed this girl up. I wish I could break through the wall she has built around her. I like her, but I don't know how to get in there. I'm hoping if I keep coming around that I can chip away at it. But after the cold shoulder last night, I'm going to get out of here.
    I have my share of skeletons in the closet. It's hard to let someone in. But she is different, for the first time in a long time I want to let someone in. I know she isn't ready for that, so nothing will change until she is.
    I need to leave, shower, eat and get to my day job. I love being in my band, but it doesn't pay all the bills. I get dressed, look over at her sleeping and would love to run my hand over her face. But I don't