Brian punched in Kevin's number and to his dismay there was no answer. In a rage he threw the phone across the kitchen and watched it shatter to pieces. He couldn't hear what Patrice was doing although he knew she was in either his or her bedroom. He decided he better check on her. He walked slowly up the stairs, trying his hardest not to stomp. He found her curled up in the middle of his bed. She wasn't crying at all. Brian felt the anger leave and pity take over. He made his way over to the bed.
He lay down beside her letting her body spoon into his. "Don't touch me Brian, I am a plague", she said, her voice breaking.
"Oh baby, you aren't." Brian said trying to hug her tighter. She brushed him off of her. He was momentarily hurt. He took her in his arms despite her protest. She tried to break away from him, but he held on tight.
She began to cry, "Let me go, let me go". He held her closer. She started to sob the grief and anger racking her petite frame. "Just let me go dammit!" she screamed.
"No! I won't -not now, not ever!" Brian retorted. Brian pressed his lips to hers. To his surprise she kissed back. She was responding violently, seeking an outlet for her rage. She pressed her lips to his roughly, dueling with his tongue. She was soon slithering out of her clothes and sprawling on the bed naked in front of him. Her womanhood was moist with want. Brian caressed the side of her face. He planted himself between her legs; Patrice could feel his evident erection poking into her thigh. She wrapped her legs around his waist, silently pleading with him to go faster. She needed that physical contact quickly. Brian kissed down her neck quickly, not lingering too long on one spot.
"Please hurry...I need you." Patrice moaned loudly. That made Brian groan. He shed his clothes quickly. He reached over to his nightstand searching frantically for condom. Patrice rubbed her slit against him and he lost his total train of thought. He lined himself up with her body. She lifted her hips off the bed, begging with her body. She almost had him inside of her when Brian abruptly stopped. Patrice turned her head and waited for him to penetrate.
"Look at me." Brian demanded. Patrice's eyes locked with his. "This just isn't some fling, 'Tricie. Once this is over, I'm not ever going away...ever," he said kissing her with fiery passion as he entered her.
