Chapter 4
“Let it go.” Aaron moaned, “You’re just mine, now.”
“But I wish it would be forever…” He added.
We weren’t finished with each other until 3 AM in the morning
He took me one last time from behind, and when it was over I was left on my back, too drained to even turn over. He was laying beside me with one of his legs tangled between mine. I didn’t bother pulling away from him this time.
“Is anyone else home?” I suddenly asked, dazed.
He laughed, “Little late to ask.”
Right. Nevermind then.
Exhausted as I was, I was satisfied. For the first time, I experienced the complete pleasure of sex, but what made it even sweeter was the thrill of getting my revenge. Fulfilled, I let myself fall asleep in his bed.
I wasn’t sure what time it was when I awoke. The room was dreamily lit by the low, warm city lights being filtered through the curtains. I turned my head, only to find Aaron still next to me. He was facing away, but I could still make out his soft snoring as he slept.
A dull hum came from the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. I qui etly got up and rilled through it, fishing out a phone.
I squinted at the screen. Someone named Tom was calling, and it looked like he’d tried calling ten more times before this. Realizing it was Aaron’s phone I’d grabbed, I dropped it back into the pile and dug around a little more for mine.
3 calls, 12 message notifications. Vincent was back from his reunion yet. Too bad I’m not.
I stood to get dressed, but the moment I did, my legs wobbled. Last night left me weaker than I thought.
Aaron’s groggy voice came from behind me, dazed. “What time is it?”
I answered, pulling
late to go home now,” he resigned, lying
my back to him. Then I felt him wrap his long, strong arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder and pressing a light kiss to my neck. The cool
“Stay,” he said.
appetite in bed had left me spent. I didn’t have
work. I can’t.” I shook him off, fastened my last button, and
it was a disas ter Hickies littered my chest and thighs,
scandalized that if Vincent saw, he wouldn’t have a hard time finding out who I spent
of the few times I met Aaron was at a pool party. He’d brought a girl with him, and her bikini showcased marks that looked strik ingly similar to the ones I was
a bit proud of herself too, “Haha, did I land a
Definitely
handing me clean underwear
my legs, and walked out of the bathroom, shrugging on the robe. The shower left me
me when she was done
war!” She
intense? Was he
lot more interested in me than I thought he’d be. I’d nearly lost my voice before he’d had his fill. “I’d say you and I both worked way past
sound like you had so much fun!” She made her way to her kitchen, getting started on coffee. I watched her pour in her favorite, first-class coffee beans-Hacienda La Esmeralda-and knew I was
my throat and paused for a moment. “Mr. Tomcat certainly lived up to his reputation. It was
gawked, “How
lower lip, shrugging. It was true. He was so talented that I couldn’t keep
forward over the
grown woman! Are you seriously still hung up on his dick size? Honestly!” My face must’ve been hot enough to fry an egg. I avoided eye contact, instead choosing to stare at the coffee machine as it ground the beans. I
his guys about you-tits, ass,
a tight hug: “Oh, if you were a man,” I swooned. “You’d be perfect