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| NO NEED TO ARGUE by Enola You've just gone to bed and after some minutes James joins you. He lies close to you cuddlind and kissing you as he usually does, extremely slowly and sweetly. You perfectly know what he wants. You keep your eyes close while he keeps on kissing you, but after a while you mumble, "Jamie not tonight, I'm exhausted. Sorry." So he slowly goes away from you snorting without speaking. The day after when you leave to go to work he's still sleeping or rather you know he's pretending, but you prefer to leave him alone. You know he's annoyed with you and you also know he's right. You've been working too much lately because of an imminent promotion that means a lot to you and you know he feels neglected. Luckily you manage to go back home earlier than the previous days, so this will be the right opportunity to apologizes to him. When you get home you find him on the sofa reading the newspaper, so you immediately greet him with a big smile and kiss him, but he doesn't react at all. You ask him what he'd like to eat and he harshly grunts, "Don't worry, I have to go out," "Oh, you have to…" you mumble slightly disappointed, "I go to the pub with the guys to see the football" he remarks quite annoyed, "I thought we would have seen it together" you reply sad and disappointed. He throws the newspaper over the sofa and stands up and getting angrier and angrier he says aloud, "I have other plans, right? I don't know what the f.uck you expect from me. You are ignoring me. You spend the whole day at work and when you come back you are always too tired. You don't want me to touch you, you don't want me to kiss you. What should I do, ah? Every night I'd like to spend some time with you, but you go to sleep…I can't stand that any longer!" he grasps his jacket and walks towards the door, so you try to stop him, "Jamie please wait…" He turns quickly and says roughly, "I don't have any intention to hear again how important your job is…I understood it's more important than me…and give up calling me with that stupid nickname, I hate it!" then he opens the door and goes out slamming it. You know even more he's right, he has every reason to be angry. You walk towards the stereo and put on a CD, one of your favourites, 'No need to argue' by The Cranberries. In that CD there's a song called just like the CD, you collapse on the sofa and listen to it carefully: There's no need to argue anymore / I gave all I could, but it left me so sore / And the thing that makes me mad / Is the one thing that I had / I knew, I knew I'd lose you / You'll always be special to me, special to me, to me / And I remember all the things we once shared / Watching TV movies on the living room armchair / But they say it will work out fine / Was it all a waste of time? / 'Cause I knew, I knew I'd lose you / You'll always be special to me, special to me, to me / Will I forget in time, ah /You said I was on your mind / There's no need to argue / No need to argue anymore/ There's no need to argue anymore. "No, it can't happen to us" You say to yourself, now you know you have to do something to avoid that at once. You decide to join him to the pub, to apologize to him and spend a little time together. You enter the pub with a smile on your face that immediately disappears when you realize he's not watching the football, he's chatting, drinking and laughing with a girl!!! You rush towards him furious and as soon as he sees you he stops laughing immediately. "Are you enjoying the match darling?" you say angrily "You're a bastard!", then you immediately go away and hear him screaming your name behind you, but you don't stop, you catch a cab and go back home. You march over the bedroom, grasp a pillow and a blanket then you go to the sitting room and throw them over the sofa, so you go back to the bedroom and lock the door. After about a half an hour, James comes back. You hear him trying to open the door and punching it once when he realizes it's locked. The next morning you wake up earlier than usual 'cos you want to go out before he wakes up. When you come back in the evening, you hope he isn't in, but he is. You throw your stuff away and walk to the kitchen and a while later he grasps your arm firmly and says aloud, "When will you stop to ignore me?", so you hiss, "Let me go!" He lets your arm at once and speaks a bit quieter, "I only talked with that girl last night. I just needed to talk to someone." You go away from him and reply with anger, "If I hadn't gone there you would have shagged her, wouldn't you?" He shakes his head and snorts, "You're getting ridiculous. I have never betrayed you and you know that while you betray me every single day with your fucking job!" "At least I have one!" you grunt and add angrily, "While you're just a failure!" He keeps silent for a while and getting sadder and sadder he says, "Finally you said that! Well, you are a genius, you studied at Oxford, you're a brilliant manager…and what about me? I'm just a poor idiot Welsh guy!" You don't manage to believe in what you said, "I'm sorry, you know very well I don't think that!" He leaves the kitchen without speaking. After a while you also leave the kitchen and see him sat on a armchair, you go down on your knees and grasp his arm gently rubbing it and speak softly, "I'm sorry. I know it's my fault, but I'm ready to make up for what I said and did. I'll do anything you want!" After a while he stands up and looking at you says, "Just anyything?" You stand up too and nod, so he turns the stereo on and orders, "Dance and strip off!" You laugh and reply, "With great pleasure, sir!" He sits again down in the armchair and stares at you. You start to move yourself following the rhythm of the music, then you unzip your skirt and let it drop to the ground then you kick it. You keep on moving slowly shaking your hips and stoking your hair, your face and your breast while you keep eye contact with him, then you unbutton your blouse and throw it away, then you turn and remove your bra still shaking your hips -but this time James is able to see your bum!!- Finally you slip off your knickers and turn to face him again and go close to him. You manage to see a strong desire of you in his eyes. "Is there something else I can do for you?" you whisper sensually. He stands up and replies in the same way with a sexy grin in his lips, "Now, strip me off!" You start to unbutton his shirt looking at him straight in the eye and smiling. His breath gets quicker and quicker, you undo his trousers too, and when you are about to remove his boxers too, he stops you and he slip them off. Afterwards he grasps your wrists and push you against the wall. "I'm still very angry with you!" he grunts breathing over your face, "I know and I'm not sorry at all for that!" you whisper looking for his mouth. "I'm going to fuck you as I've never done before!" he whispers grinding his teeth, then he kisses you roughly and you already feel deeply excited. He breaks the kiss and whispers, "Now I want you to grasp my dick and push it inside you!" He lets your wrists so you grasp it with both hands stroking it a little meanwhile you open your legs, then guiding it toward your pussy you look at him while he comes inside you. Afterwards James starts to move his pelvis faster and faster so you arch your neck back and he kisses it hungrily while you wrap your arms round his neck and your legs round his waist. He's keeping his promise 'cos he hasn't ever fucked you so wildly. You feel an amazing sensation building up inside your whole body together with the greatest orgasm you have ever had. Suddenly he stops and goes away from you panting, you feel your legs weak and you slowly collapse but he grasps you and carrying you in his arms he lays you down on bed and lies close to you. You both keep silent for a bit, then you take the initiative and raise your head to face him and with tears in your eyes you whisper, "Are you still angry?" He doesn't reply, but stares at you, so you go on, "I didn't mean to say those things. I'm sorry. I don't give a fuck about my fucking job. You're more important than anything to me and I don't want to lose you." He puts his fingers on your lips and whispers sweetly, "Shh, you'll never lose me. You're the only beautiful thing I have ever had." Then he puts his hand behind your head and pulls you gently towards him, so he kisses you sweetly brushing your cheek with the other hand, then he breaks the kiss and says still whispering while he strokes your hair, "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to be so rough, you know I'm not like this." You smile tenderly and reply, "It wasn't so bad after all. I mean that there's nothing wrong in having wild sex every now and then!" You both smile at each other then you say, "But there's no need to argue for that!" Then he whispers, "There's no need to argue for anything else!" So he kisses you once again and pushes you down on bed coming over you. He keeps on kissing you sweetly and slowly as usual cupping your face in his hands, then he enters you gently and whispers "But that's the way I like most!" You sigh, "So do I!" After a while he says grinning, "By the way, I bloody love being called Jamie!" <<< Enola's stories |