“It’s in my pants. Now let’s go!”
The woman’s laughter boomed as the pitter patter of rain increased. Pulling her to him, he crushed her lips in a kiss. He held her so tight, it felt as if they’d become one, right then and there. The world slowed, the rain increased, their passions raced. When they had the strength to break free, they were soaking wet, breathing hard and sitting inside of the car, laughing and noshing on a ripe, juicy pear she had in one of her bags. She took a bite then passed it to him, and he tasted it before starting up the car. What a strangely erotic Adam and Eve type of moment.
Once they arrived at her apartment, he practically shoved her inside and carried her screaming and laughing into her bedroom.
Peeling off the layers of wet clothing was a snap, and they made a mess of her bed in a matter of short minutes. Their wet, slick bodies wound against one another and their need grew by the second. He dove fast between her legs, his hunger for her forcing him to swirl his tongue all over her sweet pussy. Holding her close to his face, he inhaled her love, his dick swelling at her naked image and the sounds that emitted from her mouth. They soon changed positions to a 69. When she enveloped his cock between her lips, her warm, small hands pressed into his ass, he groaned and pumped with need into her mouth. She delivered the kind of pleasure that only she could administer. At the same time, he worked his tongue against her love, swallowing her essence and loving every drop. When he felt her tense, he knew she was close… and he would do just about anything to feel her buck against his lips and sigh in her customary and delightful way. Her orgasmic plateau shattered their shared space in time, and the beautiful feminine noises he’d grown to love purred from her lips as her oral grasp slipped from his cock. Plunging his finger within her, he coaxed another climax from her as he sucked firmly on her clit, craving to drain her totally of her resolve… put her beautiful ass in a state of total relaxation.
She lay there, helpless and happy, as he hooked his hands under her arms and turned her around towards the headboard. Aiden looked deeply into her eyes as he kneed her thighs apart, then entered her. Their bodies moved together like crashing waves, the building momentum driving them toward a place they’d been but longed to return to once again. Thunder and lightning rocked the outside world as his hungry thrusts propelled him to their destination. Their moans mingled, words of love and nastiness wrapping around each other, speaking their heart and bodies’ desires.
“Feels so good…” she whispered, then screamed, “Fuck me! My pussy needs you!”
And he did—he fucked her hard and fast before silencing her screams of passion with a kiss. Holding her close, he kept kissing her, needing her. Her fingernails dragged and traced up and down his body, pulling at his flesh as he rode her hard against the squeaking mattress. It was only a matter of time before he could no longer hold back his pending release. Sounds emitted from his vocal chords, things he had no control over as he came deep within her.
All of his senses felt heightened, amplified and in stereo.
He could smell the rain drops infused in her short curls, the sweet, light, floral perfume that scented her collarbones and neck…
He could hear her uneven breathing begin to slow as they just lay there in each other’s arms…
He could see the love in her gorgeous dark brown eyes, her benevolence was tattooed in her smile…
He could feel her soft, buttery skin against his body, awakening his desire for her once again. He wanted her in every way possible. She was a marathon he would never win, the sprint that would never end for there was no finish line, just a long road filled with the beauty of a place that was brand new and worth exploring. But it didn’t matter that this was an endless race because their connection, their love for one another, was infinite. This was no fly by night affair.
Of that, he was certain…
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Careers, Cheers, Tears and Fears
Tim lurked in the corner like some scoundrel selling scalped concert tickets at the coliseum. The twisted smirk on his face made Aiden shake his head in amusement as he neared him. His best friend laid his hand on his shoulder and said with an exaggerated sigh, “Today is the day, champ. Give it all ya got, Rocky!”
“Get tha hell outta here. Don’t you have work to do?” Aiden chuckled.
“Seriously, good luck, man. Your big interview for that great kahuna management position is today, and that’s a big deal. You’ll even be travelling to other branches, get a big pay raise… a nice fat check I imagine. I’ll need to borrow some money right away if you land this.”
“I’m sure you will.” They both burst out laughing.
“Treat us peons under you well. Remember the little people.”
“Oh, shut up. Nobody is a peon. We all work our asses off. Well, most of us. Anyway, thanks, man.” They gave each other daps. “I appreciate the well wishes.” Aiden glanced down at his watch. “In five minutes it’s show time, so I better head on over to H.R.” He pulled out a tin of spearmint flavored candies and popped one in his mouth. “I’ll let you know how it goes.”
“You do that!” Tim called out as Aiden started his walk toward the unknown. Each step he took felt surreal. He was either nearing his future, or staying in the present. Either way, he accepted both as viable options, but he had high hopes that his track record would speak for itself. As he headed towards the elevator, Mark passed him in the hall.
“Hey.” The man’s face split in a greasy smile. “On your way to interview for the big gig, huh?”
Aiden crossed his arms and grimaced at the son of a bitch.
“I just came from there,” the fucker continued. “May the best man win.”
“Well then there’s no competition because there’s only one man standing here, now isn’t there? And it sure as hell isn’t you.” Aiden jammed his finger on the ‘up’ arrow button and waited by the double metal doors.
Mark burst out in full forced laughter, bending at the waist, carrying on like a loon. When he stood erect, his face was bright red and his perfectly coiffed dark hair slightly disheveled.
“That’s a good one, Aiden… that’s funny. Say.” The man ran his finger contemplatively against his chin. “I wonder what the big wigs would have to say about us employees fucking our clients?” Aiden’s blood went cold, but he refused to allow the bastard to see him squirm under the heat. “Do you think they’d let that slide? Hmmm, it could make all the difference in who gets the job offer, couldn’t it?”
The son of a bitch cast him a wink, turned on his heels, and walked away. When the elevator doors opened, Aiden promptly stepped inside, chewing his inner jaw as he tried with everything within him to regain his composure. As the damn thing went up a flight, he pushed the altercation out of his mind and hoped and prayed for the best…