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  I didn’t get the chance that night though. When Marshall came back in, Aria had taken off and I didn’t know where she was I tried to call her a little later and she wasn’t picking up. I knew that it was going to be complicated if I let it. I wasn’t going to let it be any harder than it had to be. I wanted her, she wanted me and that was that.

  Leaving Marshall’s parents’ house, I should have gone back to my place, but I wasn’t thinking about going to bed. Not my bed anyways and I wasn’t looking forward to sleeping any time soon. What I needed was not sleep.

  I wanted to get ahold of Aria and since she wasn’t answering her phone. I was going to have to just pop up at the little rental she was staying in and see what was going on. It wasn’t the best tactic, but I still had the taste and smell of her on my fingers and I wanted more. The whole time I’d been talking to her father, all I could do was fight the urge to smell my fingers and pop them into my mouth while they were still wet. It would have been wrong, but the need to taste it was more than I could manage.

  I wished for my driver at the moment because I didn’t want to think of anything. I didn’t want to pay attention to the traffic as I made my way across the city to where she was staying. Aria had certainly put a lot of space between her and her family while she was in town. I’d always liked her family, but she acted like they were a burden. I would never get that.

  When I got to the apartment, I turned into the driveway behind her rental car and smiled to myself. She was home and that meant that I had a chance. I wanted her, and I was determined to have her one way or another.

  I knocked on the door and waited for Aria to answer. She answered with a grin on her face that I had to return.

  “Took you long enough.”

  She pulled me in and I could see that Aria was no longer in her uniform. Her silky brown hair was down around her shoulders and the look softened her and made her face easier to visualize in bed in the morning. She was wearing tiny silk shorts and a silk camisole that matched. I never would have thought she was as perfect as she was. The woman had a killer body and it had hidden well in her normal clothes.

  “You’re gorgeous Aria.”

  “Took you long enough to realize that David.”

  Chapter 10

  Aria

  I don’t know what I was thinking, but as good as I felt in the living room, there was no way that I was going to be able to forget about it. I wanted more, and I told myself that if he stopped by, I was going to let him in. It was going to be one time, no big deal and no one had to know about it. Talking to Marshall had been full of distraction. I had needed David too badly to really hear much of what he’d said.

  “I was held up. Your dad likes to talk.”

  I shushed him with a finger to his lips. “Let’s not talk about all of that right now. I don’t want to hear about them at the present moment. I want to forget that I really know you at all.”

  David looked a little confused, but he didn’t say anything else. How hard was it to just forget for a little while? When his lips moved down on mine and I moved my finger out of the way, I doubt either one of us was thinking about much of anything else now.

  He backed me into the room and I was thankful that it wasn’t that far from the bed. I broke the kiss and sat down on the edge of the bed. My fingers were working on his pants because I was sick of waiting for anything. I needed him right now and the more he touched me, the more I knew I was going to be soaring high and free. I needed what David could give me.

  His shirt was pulled off while I fought with his pants. I don’t know what was wrong with my fingers, but they didn’t seem to be working as well as I would have hoped. I was so turned on and ready to see what he was hiding that it actually made my hands tremble uncontrollably. I don’t remember ever being this horny.

  Helping me with the last button, David stepped back to give me a better view and pulled his pants down. The boxers were only seen for a moment before he was pulling those off as well. My eyes were stuck on the hard cock in front of me, my hand rising up to encircle it because it just felt like the thing to do.

  David groaned as I tugged on his long length a couple of times, and before I knew it, I wanted to taste the small amount of cream that was coming out of the hole on top. He was trying to keep me away from his member, but I wasn’t going to be dissuaded from what I wanted. David was smiling at me with this look of mischief that was driving me crazy. The more I thought about it, the more I was determined to get everything that I desired.

  “I don’t want to waste my first time in your mouth. There will be time for that later. I want to be inside of you right now.”

  I liked that he was so enthused, but that didn’t mean that I was going to give into him. I wasn’t. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted him between my lips, telling him before he was lost for good that I wasn’t going to let him come. I wanted to tease him as he had done me earlier, in my parent’s house no less. It was tragic, and I wasn’t going to stand for it. I just couldn’t. It was payback time as far as I was concerned.

  Bending down to take him into my mouth, I could hear his growl under his breath and the hiss as he pulled air through his teeth. It was hot, and I wanted to hear it again, so I did the same thing over again. Several more times until I was satisfied that I’d heard it enough. He was getting closer to his end. I could feel it in the way that his balls started to rise up and the way his tone got higher pitched as well. I pulled off of his several times before he got wind to the fact that I was purposely making it, so he couldn’t come. I knew that I shouldn’t mess with him like I did, but what he did earlier should have gave me permission to do even more than this. At least we weren’t at one of his family’s houses doing it where they could catch us. He was getting it easy.

  Finally, he pushed me back onto the bed and told me that he’d had enough.

  “I don’t want the first time to be this way.”

  “You taste good.”

  I was side tracking him, but when I realized what he was doing, I no longer wanted to stop him. He was eager to get inside of me and I was of the same idea. I wanted him in the inner parts of me this very instant and now that he was so damn hard and glistening with my spit on his shaft, I knew that it was all I had ever wanted and more. The man was certainly well equipped for the job.

  David was done playing and that confidence was back. He was grabbing my shoulders and pushing me back onto the bed, his body quickly covering my own. I wanted to tell him to slow down, something, but he wasn’t trying to hear that. All he was worried about was getting inside of me, no matter how awkward it was. When he put my ankles up on his shoulders, I knew that I wasn’t going to be worried about it in a minute.

  He slid inside of me slowly. For some reason, I had been sure that he was going to slam in hard and fast and it was going to take my breath away. I know how that I was only thinking that because of how he pushed me and acted, but his touch was soft like I was made of crystal. I wasn’t going to break of course. I was dying to have all of him in me, but he was holding back, not pushing in all the way when he thrusted forward. It was irritating to me that he was not giving me his all.

  When I said something about it, begging him to fuck me hard and fast, David looked at me as if I was crazy. “I don’t want to hurt you. This way would be better.”

  He stabbed in and though he was going a little bit deeper than before, I knew that there was still some of him that I wasn’t privy too. I wanted every last inch of David and I whined that he wasn’t giving me what I wanted.

  “I thought you were doing this to pay me back?”

  “I am.”

  “Then why are you not giving me what I want David?”

  David grinned down to me and pushed in suddenly. It was all of him, I was sure of it and I cried out in surprise because I hadn’t been thinking about that happening at all. I knew that I wanted him, badly and I was hoping that I would be able to handle what I’d just asked for. Sometimes my mouth really got me i
n trouble and I had a feeling that tonight was going to be one of those nights. I wished it wasn’t true, but that’s just the way it was. David may very well be too well equipped for me to handle.

  “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  He was above me smiling in this, ‘I told you so’ sort of way and I wanted to slap it off of his face. It was bad enough that it happened, but at the end of the day, I knew that I was going to have to let him give me his best. I’d thrown down the gauntlet and he was picking it up. It was rather clear what he was doing and when I agreed that it was what I wanted, his hips pushed back and slammed forward once more. Each push in was more than I could handle, and I wanted to stop the madness. He was driving in deeper and faster than the last time. He was driving me forward to a cliff and I had a feeling that it was his point all along. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to take it and then a wave of pleasure washed over me and I was less sure than before that I was going to make it out of it.

  David moved faster and somehow harder than before. I was wide open to him, my legs up by his neck and the way he felt was amazing. I couldn’t stop myself, but I knew that I was going to have to slow him down. Another orgasm was coming over me and I was unable to stop the flood of fluid that came out of me. It felt so good, too good almost and the more I tried to fight it, the less able I was to.

  His name came from between my lips too many times to count. All of his cockiness was in fact confidence. I’d never felt this way before and I had to look at him like he was sort of magical in a way. David had been right to say that he would thank me properly. I couldn’t think of a better way to do it.

  My hand finally went to his chest to slow him down. It didn’t hurt as much as the cramping of coming so much was starting to hurt. I was far too sensitive, and I couldn’t come any more. When I had to verbalize it, it took a minute and I’d already came again.

  “Please David. You’re right. I can’t take you like this.”

  He immediately slowed down, and I was able to be relieved, but he didn’t look to be stopping anytime soon. I was a puddled mess, everything around me and underneath me soaked. There was no way that I could come anymore. He’d dried me out and I was left to feel every inch of him pushing in and out slowly. Somehow that was worse because now my sore insides gripped him uncontrollably.

  “Fuck you feel good. How are you still tight?”

  I tried to ease off the squeezing, but it was hard to do. I wanted everything to go as planned, but it had long since derailed into something else. He was playing my emotions and physical limitations better than I knew how to play them myself.

  Finally, I felt him start to move faster and I clenched him as hard as I could, silently begging him to make it all better and coat my raw walls with his hot seed. I knew that it would settle me down.

  He shrugged my legs off of his shoulders and they fell on the bed on either side of him. My body was like a rag and I didn’t know what to say to it all. I felt his hot seed fill me up and my eyes were finally able to close. I waited for him to pull out and finally I pushed him out myself. I couldn’t take him pressing against my inner sheath any more. I wondered if I was ever going to be the same. I’d never been fucked like that in my life.

  David grinned at me and rolled onto the bed beside me, pulling me to him. My head went to his chest and he wrapped his arm around me. That moment was almost better than the sex, but I had to get away before it messed with me too much. David wasn’t for me. It was a one-time thing and I couldn’t let feelings cloud my mind of what was really going on. I couldn’t let it tell me lies like we were in love. We weren’t. This was lust, plain and simple.

  “Where are you going?”

  “I need to rinse off. I got stuff everywhere.”

  That just made him grin bigger and I sighed to myself. I didn’t want that melting feeling when he smiled at me that way. My heart couldn’t take it.

  Chapter 11

  David

  It wasn’t long after she got out of the shower that I talked Aria into round two. She made it like she didn’t want to, couldn’t, but I was quick to remind her how good I could make her feel. It was hard to keep it all in, knowing that it was going to be impossible for me to hold back. This wasn’t like me. When I was with Aria, everything felt different and I can’t honestly think of the last time that I had felt this way. There was a good chance that I’d never felt this way before.

  She was the one that finally kicked me out. Aria said she had work in the morning and that she had things to do. It was another first for me and I wondered for a moment if the women I kicked out felt the same way that I did. I can’t say that it was a good feeling. It made me feel rotten and I tried to push it out of my mind. I was just going to piss myself off at this rate and ruin the feel-good moments I’d just shared with an incredible woman. Why hadn’t I looked at her before? Aria had been right under my nose for years and I never saw the woman that she was. It was a mistake.

  I went home and even though it was big and filled with several people from the business, I felt lonely. I didn’t talk to my sister because I had too much going on in my head. She was always telling me that I was going to lose the great girl when I finally met her because of how I was. I didn’t used to be this way, but money and power didn’t help the situation at all. I should have known that it was going to change me and that all of the changes weren’t going to be good ones. I was in over my head and I wasn’t sure how it was going to look on the other side.

  Lying in bed, I thought about my time with Aria. It had just been so unexpected. I’d tracked Marshal down and spent the day with him, in part because of his sister. I wanted to see her, and I knew that was the way to do it. I don’t regret it, but I wasn’t prepared for what that was going to mean for me. It was hard to think of anything when she was still so fresh in my mind. The way she’d sounded when she was coming was going to haunt me for a long time.

  Even now, as I lay staring at the wooden slatted ceiling and fan that clicked every three spins, I knew that I wasn’t going to see her again. It just was how it was. It couldn’t be changed. I’d been doing that for a while, over a year now and my brain couldn’t even digest seeing her again. I knew that it wasn’t going to matter how I felt, I was stubborn, and I’d told myself that I wasn’t going to get my feelings hurt again. I didn’t realize that it meant I wasn’t going to be able to have feelings anymore, but there was a big part of me that was trying to pretend I felt nothing.

  Aria was a good shag. That’s all she was. That’s what I had to remind myself and stop acting like there was something there. I’m just reading into it for some reason. I’m not sure why really. I just know that there is no way that I’m going to be able to forget her for a while.

  ***

  I woke up to the phone ringing and I answered it before I saw who it was.

  “Hey man. Did I wake you?”

  My brain was trying to process who it was on the phone. “Marshall?”

  “Well yeah. I told you that I was going to call when I was out front.”

  “Oh. You’re out front now?”

  “No, I knew your ass wouldn’t be up. It’s good to see that some things never change old friend.”

  “So, when are you going to be here?”

  “Fifteen minutes. Get ready so we can go. I spent a day doing your crap, now we are going to do something that I know you haven’t done in a while, especially after getting all fancy with your money.”

  I groaned inwardly and wished he didn’t know about it. I’d thought that he wanted it, but it seemed like all he wanted it for was to make fun of me. It gave him more material and his description of the day wasn’t very pleasing. Why the hell didn’t I remember this? I knew that I said we would see each other again before I left, I don’t remember giving a time and date. I’m not going to say that I didn’t agree to go out with him, but I don’t recall one way or another what was said. I really needed to pay better attention when I told someone that I would do some
thing with them. I was not in the mood for whatever this was going to be.

  “Okay, well you might be out there a minute. I’m just getting up and I’m moving slow because of a hangover.”

  “You drank last night?”

  “Yeah later in the night. I couldn’t get to sleep. Usually a couple of shots will fix it, but I just couldn’t get to sleep.”

  “Are you sure you’re okay to go?”

  I agreed that I was because I knew that I was about as ready as I was going to be. He would be gone soon, so would Aria, so I might as well see them as I can now. It was just for a short while and all I had to do was hold my shit together while I was around him. I didn’t want to let anything slip about where I was for several hours last night. We were close at one time, still were in a way from shared experiences, but that was something that I knew he wasn’t going to go for. I should have known there would be complication in the bed mate that I picked last night. I just didn’t anticipate them happening so quickly. Karma was lightning speed sometimes and this was one of those times.

  I can’t say that I’m all that happy about hearing from my friend, but I was going to do all that I could to make sure that he never knew what happened with me and Aria. It would just be too weird. I’d just have to wait until he left town again and I would be able to breathe freely again. Today was not one of those days.

  Getting dressed and jumping in the shower, I thought it best to not talk to him with remnants of the night before. I didn’t know what he had up his sleeve, but I dressed in his outdoorsy likings in mind. He was tough, Marshall always had been and there was no telling what I’d gotten myself into when I’d blindly agreed to go with him.

  I pulled up in front of his house and he was standing next to a Jeep. It had supplies and backpacks in the back and I groaned loudly in the car where no one could hear me. This was like my worst nightmare come to life and for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why I’d said yes. I should have refused right from the get go. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking. The answer was obvious of course. I wasn’t thinking. That was the problem.