Chapter 22: Chapter 22

The look he gave me when he saw me was enough to have me feeling guilty. I had been caught somehow in wanting another man to hold me just a couple of minutes ago. I was ashamed of what I was about to do, but in the same instant wasn’t that his intent to have me will men to my sexual desires. I don’t know how long I was standing there looking at him when I heard the voice of Fred in the background. “Is everything okay, Fiorella?” The sound of his voice cut through me and realized I had been staring at Diego for a while. “Yes,” I quickly responded. “I didn’t know you had company,” Diego said coldly. The better of me got me. “Diego, please come in and meet one of your neighbors at least for the time being,” I said to him icily back. I would have thought that Diego would have walked away but he didn’t he walked in with more demeanor than I could even muster. He was not easy to be distracted or dismayed. “Diego, this is Fred my, I mean our neighbor. He lives next door in number 29.” I said. “Fred, this is Diego the news reporter that lives on number 35 down below us,” I said to Fred. Both men shook hands and the tension could be cut through a knife. I didn’t understand but I could swear that the testosterone level had risen to at least fifty percent in seconds. “I saw your news van parked about a week ago are you staying long?” Fred asked Diego. Diego stood next to me quickly. “I am here until this story dwindles and fizzles out,” Diego said non-chantey. “Hasn’t it already?” Fred said. Looking at Diego than at me, mostly keeping his eyes on me. “I’ve heard they plan to open the bridge once again and allow people to travel to it. You might say I’ am waiting for that to happen. I really would like to be part of it when that time comes.” Diego said to him not caring if he did. “I see so it means your stay would be for a while, then,” Fred said but I didn’t think he was telling anyone in particular. “How do you know Fiorella?” he asked Diego. Diego looked at him with something I hadn’t seen in his eyes before. His eyes grew darker and more sinister, he stood taller than I had ever seen him before. I saw Fred do the same thing. “Met her this weekend.” He said. “And you?” “Meet her months ago while I moved in.” Fred continued with the same voice Diego threw out. I knew I had to interrupt before something started up. I was beginning to feel uneasy with them both being around each other. “Guys, I don’t mean to pry but it is getting late and well I have to work tomorrow.” I don’t know about you guys, but I do have to deal with 80 students and well they kind of tire me out.” I started mumbling. “Diego looked at me then at Fred. “I guess you should see Fred out.” He said to me. I looked dumbfounded. I was thinking of sending both men out. I wasn’t sure what to say to him, but before I could say anything else, he quickly corrected the situation. “Listen, Fred I’ am sorry but I have something to say to Fiorella. I won’t keep you long, Fio if that’s okay.” I looked at him and inhaled. “I’ll see you out, Fred.” I walked outside the door and closed it behind me. “Thank you, Fred, for supper, we should do this again soon,” I said to him. I placed out my hand to him as to shake it. He looked at it and took it but before I could release it he pulled me into him and hugged me. “No, Fio thank you for the wonderful evening, I can’t wait to do this again.” He kissed my cheek, turned around, and started walking to his door. I turned around quickly so as not to stay there looking at him as a fool.

Once inside I could still feel the tension and it seemed to be rising by the second. “So, what was it that you needed to speak to me about.” Asking him with a bit of bite into my words. Diego did not say anything and just stared at me for a long time. I stared back not wanting to give him the satisfaction of defeat. It was a staring stand-off. He exhaled as he saw that I wasn’t about to budge and came towards me closer than I would have wanted. I breathed him in the tingling with the feeling he gave me the heat coursing once more into my veins. I knew I wanted him then, but I wanted to see how much self-control I could eventually withhold. “If you are not going to say anything to me, then I guess you need to leave Diego.” I said not meaning it but I knew I could not allow him to think I couldn’t handle myself either. “Do you want me to go, Fiorella, my flower?” Diego said using a seductive voice. I didn’t falter I was going to hold my own this time. “Well, what is it then?” I asked. He took my hand and pulled me towards the coach and placed himself in front of me and sat me down. I looked up at him. Wondering where this was going. He sat next to me and turned me towards him, but he didn’t say anything he looked at me for a while before his lips were on me. I embraced them so willingly. In my mind, I was hoping he wouldn’t say I was his that would devastate me. I didn’t want him to become possessive. I wanted to see other men too, now that I knew the effect I was beginning to have on men. It was true I was beginning to blossom into the flower I should have always been and somehow that made me feel powerful. I grabbed Diego’s hair and urged him to kiss me harder. I hadn’t realized how much I needed his touch. He pulled back and released his embrace. I could see it in his eyes that he wanted me to, but somehow he didn’t want to give me that satisfaction. “Oh Fio, my flower you have so much to learn, but first I want to know what the hell that guy was doing here with you!” He said with gnashing teeth. I broke away from his proximity and stood up but before I could even try to walk away, he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back down to the couch. “Don’t Fio!” He said more angrily this time. “What’s it to you, Diego? It’s not like if you own me or anything. We aren’t exclusive or anything. I can see anyone I want.” I told him just as irritated as he was beginning to make me feel. “That is what I came by to tell you Fio, we are to be exclusive, when we do this there can’t be anyone else.” He said less angrily. “What do you mean, Diego we have to know each other for what…” trying to figure it in my head until I realized it wasn’t even close three days. “one day and maybe some hours and you want us to be exclusive.” Breathing rapidly. “Oh, Fio don’t you see we can’t see anyone else while we do this. You well…” I interrupted. “please don’t say -mine. That would be too much fifty for me.” I said to him. Diego smiled a bit. “Well Fio you do become mine, sorry love but that is how it is.” I stood up and walked around my living room taking in what he had said. I was to become his, I had just met Fred, my neighbor, and thinking about it would be interested in having a relationship with someone that lived too close to me. If things would go wrong with us and we had to see each other I would have to move and that was something I couldn’t see myself doing. I looked at Diego who looked at me, he knew I was thinking about it. Hell Diego lived close to me, but I knew he wasn’t going to live there long so I guess I was okay with it. I already had made a date with Roger, I knew I couldn’t cancel on him. I stopped walking and looked at Diego. I didn’t want to lose Diego either, I knew he could teach me and yes sedate me of course. I was going to have Diego around and using him for my pleasure was a sure thing. I stopped once again and sat down next to him. I turned around and looked at him. “I’ve just started to discover this power of men that I never had before.” Seeing him and placing two fingers on his lip before he could say anything else. “When we spoke you said nothing about being exclusive. I don’t think I can be that right now. I already have a commitment and an apology to do this weekend.” He took my hand and held it. “I know we haven’t spoken much about it, Fio you just distract me so much. Do you know how hard it is to just talk to you and not be able to be inside you at this moment and how much I want you beneath me?” I was shocked that he felt the same way that I did. “And to whom do you need to apologies.” He asked. I didn’t say anything but the look he gave me, he already knew the answer. “Not that fucking cowboy!” he almost yelled. “I don’t need drama, I get drama in school every day Diego, and if you must know yes, it is Roger the kicker we don’t call them cowboys!” I said icily. I saw that look before he had given it to me yesterday when I didn’t want to do something he wanted. “Don’t give me those eyes.” I said to him. “What eyes are you talking about?” he said not knowing. “The eyes that become sinister.” I said to him. “Those eyes are the ones that are beginning to get me upset with you and I want to do something about it, Fio.” He said. “Do something like what?” I asked almost shouting. He took me by the shoulder and kissed me hard. “Don’t” I said through our lips. “Don’t what, Fio say the word.” He said. Word what fucking word was he talking about. Oh shit, I had forgotten the word he was referring to was the safe word. Did I want to use the safe word? What I wanted was for him to make unforgivable sex with me, right now and then. I melted into him. “That’s right Fio, submit to me.” He said as he began to push me down to the sofa. I didn’t bother with his words, right now and then I was going to submit to him.