Fugitive (Misty)

by JB Trepagnier

  Aiden grabbed my hip with his free hand and tried to hold me down as I bucked on the bed. Where his tongue was touching me felt like lightning bolts were striking me and I couldn’t get enough of his fingers. I was screaming his name and cursing when everything exploded. My entire body shuddered as my orgasm ripped through me. Aiden’s tongue slowed down as my body finally came down from its high.

  Aiden slowly kissed his way back up to my mouth and I could taste myself on his tongue. “Was it good, Misty? I was trying to return the favor.”

  “Aiden, I’ve never—No one has ever done anything like that to me before. That was amazing.”

  “Well, you’d better snuggle with me and recover, because we’ve got the entire day together and I intend to do it to you again.”

  Chapter 8

  I went to bed after my day with Aiden well satisfied. I didn’t know it was possible for me to have that many orgasms in one day. I went to bed satisfied, but I woke up conflicted. I was supposed to spend today with Gareth. Could I really spend time with him and try to get to know him knowing what he wanted after what I had done with Aiden? What if Gareth wanted to kiss me too? Would I be betraying Aiden? We didn’t have sex because that was the boy’s rule, but we had done everything except the deed.

  After what I spent the day doing with Aiden, I should be saying I wanted Aiden. But there were things I liked about Gareth and Andre too that I wanted to explore. Maybe I needed to set my own rules. Get to know these boys with nothing sexual involved. If Gareth kissed me anything like Aiden did or came out half-naked, I’d have to learn to control myself. It wasn’t fair to the boys to pick Aiden when I hadn’t spent enough time with the rest of them.

  I took a shower and must have changed clothes as many times as I did before I left to meet with Aiden. Aiden said he liked my eyes, but Gareth said I had a pouty mouth. Instead of playing up my eyes, I put on bright red lipstick to play up my new makeover. I had no idea if Gareth would attempt to take a shower too if I made him wait, but I was starving and needed breakfast.

  Like the morning before, the kitchen was totally empty and there was hot coffee and breakfast waiting for me. The guys seemed totally dedicated to this. If it was my day with one of them, it was like the others totally disappeared. Casey still hadn’t shown his face, but no one said he wanted a day with me yet. I didn’t believe he was working through issues. I thought he was still pissed at me about the restaurant.

  Gareth’s room was right next to Aiden’s and I seriously hoped he hadn’t heard what went down the day before. I knocked instead of just barging in. I wasn’t about to walk in on someone fresh out the shower again.

  “You may enter,” I heard Gareth call.

  He was sprawled on his bed like some raven-haired sex god and he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His room was totally different than Aiden’s. Gareth’s room looked like it was made for sex. The walls were painted burgundy and he had black silk sheets. There were abstract paintings on the walls that I wondered if Aiden did and the furniture was all sleek and modern.

  Gareth viewed me with black hooded eyes. “You look tense. Are you nervous.”

  “A little,” I said, shuffling my feet.

  “Do you want a backrub?”

  I’d been getting massages since I was thirteen. What could a little backrub hurt? I sat on the very edge of his bed and I felt him come up behind him. I knew this wasn’t just a little backrub when I shivered as he brushed my hair off my neck and I felt his breath. I broke into goosebumps and I was about to tell him never mind when he fingers started working the muscles in my shoulders. I groaned and relaxed.

  Something was bothering me. “Do you give a lot of girls backrubs?” I demanded. I don’t know why it bothered me if he did. He wouldn’t have known me then.

  Gareth chuckled and his breath made me break into goosebumps all over again. “There hasn’t been many girls I want to give backrubs to. When I got out of the service, I went to massage school first. I got bored and dropped out. I decided security was more exciting.”

  “You have magic hands.”

  “You have no idea, Tasha.”

  I decided I didn’t like hearing him call me by my alias. Aiden knew the truth and he hadn’t spilled my secret yet. I’d never tell Casey unless I knew he was on my side, but I was starting to feel like I could trust Gareth and Andre. I’d tell Gareth today and Andre on my day with him.

  “Can you keep a secret, Gareth?”

  “Better than anyone you know.”

  “If I tell you this, you can’t tell anyone and you can only use it with me in private.”

  “Tasha, you don’t have to tell me why you’re hiding here.”

  “I’m not ready to talk about that, but I can tell you my real name. My real name is Misty, not Tasha.”

  “Misty suits you better. Do you listen to jazz? You remind me of Etta James’ song Misty. That’s how I feel around you.”

  “I haven’t heard it.”

  “Give me a minute.”

  Gareth was only rubbing my shoulders with one hand. He picked up a remote from the bed and the room was soon filled with a soft jazz song. Did Gareth really feel that way about me? Gareth with his dirty jokes and one-upping me when I talked about anything embarrassing? He could whip out a romantic song like this while giving me a backrub that was turning me into jelly?

  “Did you already know my real name?” Did Aiden betray men and tell the boys?

  “No, Misty. Much like movies, I have a thing for old music. I have an extensive music library and as soon as you said your name, that song popped into my head.”

  “Anything else I need to know about you? You’re a movie critic, you like old music, you make me laugh, and you have magic hands.”

  “The guys know all that, but much like your name, keep that between us. I’d rather be seen as the guy who doesn’t take anything seriously.”

  “Why, Gareth? There’s so much more to you than that. I didn’t think I would like watching movies with subtitles then critiquing them with someone, but it’s a lot of fun.”

  “You’re the only girl I’ve met that likes it. I haven’t dated in a long time because as soon as the jokes stop and the real me comes out, they get bored and leave.”

  “Are you really okay with this arrangement, Gareth? Aiden said you wouldn’t fight about it and things would go back to how they always were, but are you going to get hurt when this is over?”

  His fingers trailed up my neck and started scratching my scalp. “I’m totally okay with it. Wooing you is part of the excitement. If you prefer one of the others over me, we’ll go back to watching movies as friends.”

  “It’s hard to be serious while you’re doing that to my scalp.”

  “Good. We can be serious later. You’re a ball of tension.”

  “What did you have planned for me today?”

  “I’m just taking it as it goes and watching your signals. You seem to be relaxing.”

  He stopped scratching my scalp. I’d worn a backless shirt today and he started lightly petting my back. I shivered. I’d never had anyone do this to my back before and I didn’t think I would like it.

  “Has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful skin? It practically glows.”

  “You’re the first. You’re also the best backrub I’ve ever had and I’ve been to some expensive spas.”

  “Life before you had to hide?”

  “Something like that. Is Casey ever going to talk to me?” I still really wanted to know what he did for work and I got the feeling he didn’t totally trust me like the others.

  “Casey has always been complicated. He’s fun when he’s not brooding, but brooding is mostly what he does.”

  “Aiden told me about the girl in high school when he was trying to tell me why I shouldn’t run out the door with this arrangement you have.”

  “That girl messed Casey up. She picked him over me and he thought she really loved him. Right after high school ended, she got her own apartment and
told him she was sick one night and couldn’t meet him. Casey is super protective and caring when he wants to be. He had a key to her apartment and was trying to bring her homemade soup for her sickness. He walked in on her having sex with a man all of us loathed. Casey changed after that.”

  “Let’s not talk about Casey,” I said, even though I was desperate to figure that man out and if I could trust him or not. “Today is my day with you. Let’s concentrate on us. What do you want to do?”

  “Well, I know what I want to do, but I don’t know if you’re okay with it. I’ve been staring at this long, beautiful neck for twenty minutes and I just want to kiss it right here,” he said, stroking the side of my neck.

  I knew I said I wasn’t going to do that again, but his massage and petting had me turned on. Turned out shoulder massages could be totally sexual. “So why don’t you?” I said boldly. I had no idea where it would lead. I had no idea if I’d be spending another day with a different man wrapped up in bed, but I found I didn’t care. I wanted Gareth just as much as I wanted Aiden.

  I felt Gareth’s lips on my neck. He softly kissed his way up to my ear, then I jumped when he nipped at my earlobe. He was practically making love to my shoulders and back with his kisses and I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to kiss Gareth. I needed to know what it was like. What happened after that would happen as it did.

  I whirled around and Gareth was much more aggressive than Aiden. As soon as I was facing him, he grabbed me and pulled me into his lap. He looked deep into my eyes and stroked my cheeks. He didn’t ask permission like Aiden. He gave me a soft, feathery kiss, but it was me that took it further. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slithered my tongue into his mouth.

  He gasped and grasped my buttock to pull me even closer. I could have just sat there in his lap kissing like this for the rest of the afternoon. Aiden was a gentle kisser and Gareth was a passionate one. He’d already taken my breath away before he kissed his way back to my neck. I had no idea my collarbone was such a sensitive spot until he was nibbling and sucking on it.

  “Gareth,” I moaned.

  He kissed his way back to my mouth. He pulled away and grinned at me. “You’ve been in my bedroom all of forty-five minutes and I’ve already learned your real name and one of your sweet spots.”

  “And I’ve learned more about you, but I don’t know your sweet spots yet. I’ll have to do some exploring,” I said, pulling his shirt off. “I know the no sex rule, but I still want to find what part of you makes you feel the way I feel when you rub my back and kiss my collarbone.”

  “You’re getting warm taking my shirt off. Did you want a hint?”

  “Where’s the fun in that? I’m going to have to kiss you all over until I find it.”

  “You’ll get no objection from me, but I’m going to want to get at your collarbone again.”

  I started with his mouth because Gareth was such a good kisser before moving to his neck. It didn’t take long to discover Gareth had a thing for having his ears nibbled on. He pulled me even closer and his breathing sped up. His hands never left my ass. Each hand was cupping a cheek and he was driving me crazy massaging them while I was nibbling on his ear. Like with Aiden, I desperately wanted to have sex with Gareth and I knew I couldn’t.

  I didn’t even know what I was doing. My college relationship was a long one that ended after graduation. He wanted to go to New York and he wanted me to go with him. When he asked, I realized I wasn’t into him enough to uproot my life and we broke up. Here I was with three men I was not only extremely attracted to, I’d only known them a few weeks and if they asked me to pick up and move with them, I would.

  I didn’t even know how I was supposed to pick. I was enjoying Gareth’s touch just as much as Aiden’s and I still hadn’t had alone time with Andre. I just did more sexual things in one day than I had in my entire life with Aiden and here I was wanting to do them with Gareth too.

  “If you keep doing that with my ear, I’m going to have trouble controlling myself and we can’t have sex.”

  I trailed my finger down his bare chest. Aiden shaved his chest to show off his tattoos, but Gareth had black hair that led down to a happy trail on his chest. Like Aiden’s towel, I wanted to see what that happy trail led me to.

  “I can still find your other sweet spots without having sex. You can find mine too. I don’t even know where mine are.”

  “How old are you, Misty? Who did you date that didn’t properly do their job and find them?”

  “I’m twenty-five. I’ve only had one serious boyfriend in college. He was pretty uptight. No oral sex, missionary position only, and only kisses on the mouth.”

  “We’re all twenty-nine. Why didn’t you give him the boot if he wouldn’t go down on you?”

  I blushed. “Because until I got to this house, I’d never been this turned on that I wanted someone to.”

  “Well, then I have four years of your college life to make up for today if you’ll let me. I’ll find all of your sweet spots and show you how good it can be when you aren’t with a prude.”

  “Only if you let me find yours too.”

  “Mine can wait. You first. Stand up for me.”

  I was nervous about what he intended to do to me when I stood up. I was doing this again with a totally different man the very next day. I knew most people would review this as wrong, but standing here with Gareth, I didn’t feel bad. I wanted him to show me what he wanted to show me and I wanted to return the favor.

  Gareth undressed me like I was breakable. When he removed a garment, he covered the area with kisses. By the time I was standing in front of him totally naked, I just wanted to yank his pants off and drag him to bed. But Gareth was running the show right now. He was in front of me on his knees. He kissed my stomach and dipped his tongue in my belly button.

  “You’re so beautiful. I hope you know that,” he whispered.

  He was gentle again when he scooped me up and carried me to bed. He went straight back to my collarbones. I remembered him stroking my back and let my fingers stroke his muscular back like he had done mine while he was nipping at my collarbone.

  He groaned. “You found another one of my sweet spots, Misty.”

  “Then, I’m going to have to pet you when you’re done with me.”

  “It’s going to be a while before I’m done with you. You have the most beautiful breasts. They are nice and perky,” he said, swirling my nipple with his tongue.

  I gasped. “I think you found another sweet spot.” My college boyfriend massaged them like they were some play toy, but he never did what Gareth was doing with his mouth.

  “So, you’ve got responsive breasts that have had no attention until now?” he said, looking up. His black eyes were hooded with desire again. “Let’s give those perky beauties the attention they deserve.”

  He went back to sucking and biting. He had my other breast in his hand and was rolling my nipple between his fingers. His free hand trailed down my belly. While he was giving my breast attention, I felt him slide his fingers inside me. I was slick and waiting for him. He kept his thumb on my clit make slow circles while working me with his fingers and nibbling my nipples.

  I was writhing beneath him and I was desperate for him to go faster. His fingers just kept this slow, steady, teasing movement. Between the attention on my breasts and between my legs, there was a tension building in my belly that was crying to be released.

  “Faster, Gareth! Please,” I begged.

  Gareth lifted his head and gave me that devious little grin I knew too well. “Patience, Misty. You said your ex didn’t give you oral sex. Did you really think I was going to let you come by my hand and not my tongue?”

  “Gareth, I’m going to explode if you keep this up.”

  “That’s the point, love. When you draw it out, it’s more intense. Just trust me.”

  I bit my lip while Gareth continued his assault on my breast, but the slow teasing with his fingers. It seemed to go on for hour
s and I was about to start really begging. Gareth finally started trailing kisses down my stomach. He was poised right above me and I was desperate to feel his tongue. He blew on me instead. Even his cool breath set me off.

  “Gareth!”

  “Do you want me to kiss you here, Misty?”

  “Yes, please!”

  “I like it when you beg, but I think it’s time to give other parts of you attention with my mouth.”

  Gareth didn’t go directly for my clit like I had hoped. I felt the tip of his tongue slip inside me and dart in and out. Oh, my lord, he was fucking me with his tongue and I had no idea it felt this good. He took his tongue out and gave me a long lick, brushing my clit. I must have jumped fifty feet off the bed. I was one big ball of nerves and I was at Gareth’s mercy as to when I got my release. Oddly, as much as I liked taking control with Aiden, I liked surrendering control to Gareth, even if I wished he would stop teasing me.

  “Are you ready, Misty?” he asked, his black eyes gleaming.

  “I think you just want me to beg.”

  “Say please, Gareth and I’ll give you want you want.”

  “Please, Gareth!” I yelled, not caring who heard.

  Gareth chuckled and I felt his tongue on me. It wasn’t fast and hard, he was going for soft and gentle. I thought he was just intent on teasing me more, but he slowly built up speed. When he added his fingers, I realized all that teasing was about to build up to a huge orgasm. Something so big, I wasn’t sure my body was going to be able to handle it.

  When it finally hit, my vision went black for a minute as my entire body shook. It ripped through me like a tornado and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to do this again today. By the time Gareth was done with me, I was satisfied, but I was one raw nerve and I felt like if I shifted in the slightest, I was going to have another orgasm without him touching me.

  “Holy shit, Gareth. I was getting frustrated with you teasing me, but now I understand why.”