Misguided Heart

Twenty-Five

Aston

The day seemed to drag on and on. I kept looking at the small clock on my desk, willing it to turn five o'clock. I usually worked until six or seven at night, but there was no way I was missing happy hour with the girls tonight. I called Shelby and we made plans to have all of us get ready at my house before going out. I had already picked out my outfit in my head, so the only thing I was worried about was hair and makeup. Another glance at the clock showed that I only had ten minutes left in Hell for today.

Thank the lord; I was so over this day already.

I gathered up all of my belongings and made my way out to Annie's desk.

“Ok so see you at my house around six, six fifteen?”

“Absolutely. Ariel and I are just going to ride over together, and then we can all take a cab. I'll bring the wine.”

“Sounds good. See you ladies soon.”

I walked to elevator with a spring in my step. Maybe, all I was really missing was some decent girl time, with girls that I could stand. Just as I reached my car, my cell phone starting blaring 'I'm Shipping Up To Boston' by Dropkick Murphy's. Love that song. I checked the caller ID but didn't recognize the number. I figured it was either Nole or Sara, so I answered, against my better judgment I might add.

“Hello?”

“Well hey there pretty lady. How was your day?”

“It actually went pretty well, how about yours?” I didn't really care, but I didn't feel like bringing down my mood by bringing down his.

“Can't complain too much, I guess. Back to work after my non-wedding weekend, ya know, same ole same ole.” I laughed, even though I knew I shouldn't have, but it was kind of funny.

“So what's up?” I slid into the driver’s seat of my car, plugging in my blue tooth though the radio.

“I was just calling to see what you were up to tonight. I'd kind of like to see ya.”

“Oh would you now? Well I guess that depends, did you talk to your faux wife yet?” There was a long pregnant pause and I already knew the answer at that point.

“Well no, not yet.”

“Nole look, until you figure out what it is you want, I can't do this. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to see you and start spending some time with you, but not like this. Do you get it?”

“Yeah, I get it. Doesn't mean I have to like it or agree with it though.”

“Nobody said you did, but if you want to try things with me again, then we're doing this my way. So, I hope you have a good night. Oh and Nole, no coming by tonight. I won't be there anyway. Talk to you soon.”

I smiled the widest grin I could achieve. I finally had the control with Nole and damn it felt so damn good!

I took a long hot shower when I got home, seeing how the girls wouldn't be over for a bit. My mind was racing back and forth between Nole and Sloan all day. I was beyond horny and with no release from a man coming anytime soon, I decided to take matters into my own hands, literally.

I leaned back against the cold shower wall and began rubbing my hard nub. Within seconds, all I could think about was Sloan's huge length inside of me. I reverted to my memory bank, thinking of the night he had me pressed up against the wall in the hotel. We were both hot and sweaty while giving into our every desire. The more I thought of a very naked Sloan, the faster I was reaching my climax. I threw my head back in pleasure, screaming out Sloan's name.

Once my breathing slowed, I finished my shower and emerged from the bathroom to see none other than Shelby, perched at the end of my bed.

“So Sloan huh?”

“Don’t you dare say a f*cking word, Shelby.” We both broke out in laughter before finally getting ready.