Riley
A text came in early that morning that they were hoping to swing the auditions at seven that night, which gave me about eight hours to pace the floor. I'd accepted their invite, though I was a little wary of trying to pull off my facade in front of Ethan again.
My mother wasn't staying with me and Charlotte anymore, but with some old friends of hers. To say I was uneasy was a massive understatement. My mother's friends reminded me a little too much of my brother, Derick's, old friends.
I dropped down on the couch and let out a shaky sigh, wishing that Charlotte was home for the day so we could talk things through. I needed someone to unload my shit on, and after hiding from the world for a few years, I was alone.
I pulled out my phone and texted Jace to see if he was free for an afternoon romp in the sheets. It was tacky and not something I did too often, but between lamenting over my brother's death four years ago, my mom's shitty choices and having to make out with Ethan Lewis later that night, I was a hot mess.
Jace called, surprising me a little.
"Hey." I leaned back against the couch.
"Hey yourself, sexy. You need some stress relief?" He chuckled.
Bastard. "Yep. Come over and fuck me. I'm at Charlotte's place."
"I'm headed that way. Give me fifteen minutes. I gotta drop off a paper for my psych class first."
"All right. Bring condoms." I tried not to think about just how stupid I was being in my current mood, but guilt had a way of lingering around until it was acknowledged and dealt with. "And hurry before I change my mind."
"All right, sexy. I'll be right there."
I hung up the phone and pursed my lips. It was a mistake to call him.
I grabbed the phone and stared at it, thinking through how badly I wanted to call him back and say never mind, but I couldn't. I hadn't been with a man in four months at that point. There was no way I could shake like a leaf in Ethan's hands later that night. That shit wasn't happening no matter what. He was far too much man for his own good. I wasn't playing the role of ego feeder.
A knock on the door a few minutes later had my hormones standing to attention.
"Coming," I called out and opened the door.
"Not yet you're not, but you will be soon." Jace walked in and dropped his keys on the table before turning and wrapping me in a tight hug. He lifted me off the ground and gripped the back of my neck, pulling me down to press his lips to mine.
I groaned softly and opened my mouth to him, sucking on his tongue as he walked us back to my new bedroom. My hands ran down his chest to tug at his shirt as I wrapped my legs around him and ground against his thick erection.
"Hell yes. I love it when you don't have sex for a few weeks." He licked at the side of my neck as he sat me down and we started to tear at each other's clothes. He was a god in his own head, and I was willing to do a little bit of worshiping. It wouldn't go to his head... not too badly.
"It's been four months." I reached down and ran my hands over his stomach, gripping his cock and stroking him as my eyes moved back up to his. "God, you're hot."
"Yeah, I am. Take advantage of it." He laughed and pulled me from my current activities. "You want me to eat you out or you just want the dick?"
"The dick." I got up on the bed on my hands and knees, feeling very much like the whore I was acting like. Had we not been fuck buddies for the last five years, I never would have offered up my ass like a hot dish served on a platter.
"Damn, Ri... you're so fine." He got up on the bed and gripped my ass tightly. "How is it that you don't have a man?"
"Do you have a condom on?" I reached between my legs and groped him before letting out a long sigh and stretching my hands up the length of the bed. I pressed my face to the soft mattress below me and rocked my hips, teasing him. "I don't want one. They're too much trouble, and besides... I have you."
"Yeah you do, baby." He pressed into me, and I lifted up to my hands as pleasure shot through my center.
"Oh fuck." I pushed back as I glanced over my shoulder to watch his face contort with sensuality.
"So tight. Has it been four months? Fuck. We gotta start hanging out more. It used to be a few times a week. What happened?" He rocked against me, and I turned back around, pressing my hands to the bed and letting my head drop.
"We grew up." I pulled forward and slammed backward against him. "We'll reminisce over tea and cake later. Right now I want to be fucked. Hard, please."
He laughed and ran one strong hand up my back, gripping my shoulder as he rammed into me again. The power of his thrust jolted me forward and the world melted. I was going to come before we even got started. He would eat that shit up.
"Like this?" He thrusted again.
"Shut up and go faster," I growled and bounced back on him.
"Anything the lady wants." He stopped talking and worked me hard and fast. I gripped the sheets, falling deep into the high the feeling of his hands provided.
A scream ripped from my chest as I lifted my head and arched my back hard.
"Hell yeah. Damn, girl." He reached around and gripped my throat, pulling back to hold me in place as he lifted up and pressed in deeper.
I cried out again and dug my nails into the bed, lost to him and the insanity of his thrusts. Life was far too short to live without the type of pleasure Jace could provide. Who needed the pipe dream of Ethan Lewis anyway?
"Not me," I whispered and closed my eyes as Jace took good care of me for the next few hours.