He covered my hands with his and leaned into me. “I’m afraid that what I feel for you is more than friendly, but I already told you why I can’t let you get any closer than this. I don’t want you hurt.”
“You won’t hurt me, Aidan. Don’t worry. I just want us to let go and enjoy what we have—whatever that is.”
“But I’m broken, Catherine. I’m not good for you. Sooner or later, you’ll regret this, and—”
“Shhh. Don’t say that. Look, I admit—I had a hard time forgiving you for how you hurt me ten years ago, but I don’t want to hold grudges, especially because I feel that we have something going on between us, that is stronger than we are.”
“Maybe we missed too many chances, Catherine.”
His voice held regrets, and my heart twisted at the possibility that he was right. After all, if we were supposed to be together, we would be.
Then again, what if we’d never gotten the right chance? Maybe our paths hadn’t meant to cross until now. What if this was finally the right time?
“What if we’ve never really gotten our chance? We’re here now, Aidan, so we can see where this will lead us.”
He turned to look at me, his face ever so serious. “Are you sure this is what you really want? Are you sure you’re ready to deal with my baggage?”
“We all carry some baggage, Aidan. So we can help each other out and ease our pain.”
His response was to push me back onto his desk and kiss me like he was dying for a taste of me. His lips worked quickly, opening my mouth in no time, just like his hands that were now under the hem of my dress. I couldn’t breathe, welcoming him in between my legs, and I tried to contain my moans. I vaguely remembered that the door wasn’t locked, and I hoped no one would come here anytime soon.
His hands seared my skin, sliding up my thighs, and I arched my back when they came in contact with my panties. I expected him to touch my mound, but he moved his hands further up and caressed my stomach. He was kissing the sensitive skin beneath my ear, making me soak my panties with the sudden wave of juices that had poured out of me.
“Aidan,” I breathed out and clung to his shoulders, ready for so much more. “This feels so good. I love when you’re kissing me like this.”
“I want to do so much more to you,” he murmured and continued down my chest, kissing my breasts over my dress and bra. “I love your tits. So big and sexy. I love all of you.”
“Please...,” I begged.
“Please, what, sweetheart?”
“Fuck me. Please.”
He smirked. “My naughty girl.” He pulled away to grab a condom out of the drawer but then he froze. “Fuck.”
“What’s going on?”
He hissed and bit his lip. “Fuck. I forgot about the meeting I had with one of the important clients. This was the only time that we managed to agree on.” He looked at the clock on the wall and hissed again. “Great. It starts in a few minutes.”
“Oh. I see.” I hoped my disappointment didn’t show on my face. I wanted him badly—the intense throbbing of my pussy a clear proof—but I reminded myself to be reasonable. “I could wait, you know,” I offered. “I actually wanted to take you out to dinner, so if you want, we can go after you finish with the meeting.”
His face lit up. “Now that would be great. Wait for me here. It won’t be long,” he said with a seductive voice and kissed me before he headed out, leaving me all excited about what was to come.
* * *
I took him to one of the smaller restaurants that my parents liked to eat at when I was a teenager. Ten years later, it looked the same—retro-styled walls and tables, combined with the antique objects that decorated window sills and corners of the room. Miles Davis—my favorite—was quietly playing in the background, complimenting the cozy atmosphere of the room.
All of the customers dressed casually, which made Aidan’s thousand dollar suit even more striking and eye-catching. It easily attracted attention from every woman in the room, who gawked at him openly, and my lungs inflated with beaming pride. I’d come here with such a fine male specimen.
I choose the table next to the window and ordered spaghetti and meatballs—one of my go-to dishes—and he ordered roasted beef and mashed potatoes.
“You still love Italian cuisine?” Aidan asked me after we ordered our drinks.
“Yeah. I’m crazy about it. How about you? Same old KFC?”
“Actually, I changed my eating habits after the army. I’m a real ‘foodie’ now. Nothing deep-fried any more. Gotta watch my figure, right?.”
I broke out into easy laughter. “The way you made it sound makes me question my eating habits.”
He grinned and covered my hand with his, which immediately made me feel warm from the inside out. He’d done it so casually like he’d done it many times before, and it felt natural. “I guess you still can’t resist all the greasiness?”
I shrugged my shoulders, laughing. “Well, food isn’t the same without a giant dose of oils and salts.”
Time passed unbelievably quickly with Aidan, and I found the easy flow of our conversation pleasantly surprising. I was already on my third glass of wine, so I was a bit tipsy.
“You used to play video games all the time,” I told him, referring to the period in high school when he was basically addicted to his console. “Is that why you decided to start a gaming company?”
“That was a part of the reason. After the army, I determined to make something out of my life and invest my money in a new startup. I started studying game development and business management on my own, refusing to waste my time on college when I could have done it on my own.”
“Your parents must have freaked out, right?”
My face twisted into a smile when I remembered how stern Mr. and Mrs. Dowell could be. They had always wanted the best for their children, but sometimes they were too strict, forgetting that Elle and Aidan had the right to make their own life choices.
“Freaked out? They were on a verge of starting World War III. They expected me to go to college as soon as I came back from the army, so when I told them I wasn’t going to go to college at all, they threatened to disown me.”
“Ouch. And how did that end?”
He swirled the wine in his glass, looking at it pensively. “We didn’t talk for a few months.”
“Oh. Really?”
“Yes. But then they saw that I was ambitious and passionate about my job, so they changed their tune.”
“I’m glad they came to their senses. What is the other part of the reason for starting your company?” His face fell slightly, and I wondered if I’d said something wrong. “Aidan?”
“It was because of Alicia.” Oh. I curled my hands into fists on my lap, hurt by the sorrow in his voice and eyes.
“She loved games too. There were days when we felt like we would go insane if we didn’t fantasize about the stupidest little things. We’d been sent to the field constantly and it was highly stressful. So the two of us would lie down next to each other and talk about our future. She was the one who mentioned it would be great if I could open a gaming company. She even mentioned she would love to help me build it.”
He started laughing, but the sound was bittersweet, and I noticed the way his eyes clouded with a myriad of emotions as he looked into the distance. “She said she would be the biggest fan of my games.”
I covered his hand, which brought his attention back to me. “Alicia was a great girl.”
“Yes. She was.”
“So your company is like an homage to her?”
“Exactly.”
I felt my eyes becoming teary, and the pain in my chest doubled. It was difficult seeing Aidan like this and I felt for him. I wished he hadn’t had to experience such a tragedy.
“That’s... That’s so beautiful, Aidan. I’ve never lost a loved one, but I understand how hard it must have been for you. However, I think you should be happy for what you had, even though it was a short while. You were
blessed to be a part of Alicia’s life, and I’m sure you made her the happiest girl alive in those days before her death.”
He smiled back at me in gratitude. “Thank you, Catherine. You have no idea how much that means to me.”
“You don’t even have to mention it. You know that you can confide in me and rely on my support.”
He didn’t reply immediately, looking me in the eyes with unusual softness and affection.
“What?” I asked, my cheeks reddening.
“You’re one amazing girl, Catherine. If only I realized back then how I really felt about you...”
Then you wouldn’t have fallen for Alicia, I thought, but I didn’t voice it. Then again, what if he’d fallen for her anyway?
I shook my head, refusing to succumb to this kind of thinking. The possibilities were endless, but what mattered was that we were here together now, and we had the chance to make things right.
I felt like the weight I’d had on my chest had lifted. I finally got over that night, understanding that we had our second chance now, so our previous failure didn’t matter.
“It doesn’t matter, Aidan. We’re here now, and we’re getting to know each other more and more, so we can use this second chance to do everything in the right way.”
“As I said, you’re amazing.” A gorgeous smile curled his lips. “You’re absolutely right. We’re here now, and dwelling on the past won’t do us any good.”
“Exactly.”
“How did your interviews go?” he asked me, changing the subject.
“Not so good. They told me I don’t have enough experience.”
“That’s bullshit. You’ve been working for years, so if anyone is experienced and competent, it’s you.”
I was surprised and touched with his defense. “How... How do you know about that?”
He cocked his head to the side. “About what?”
“That I’m experienced? I never told you about my work history or anything.”
He looked away, and to my dismay, he looked a bit uncomfortable. “Elle told me about it.”
“But I told Elle not to tell you anything.”
He met my gaze. “I insisted, so she had to tell me. I wanted to know how you’ve been doing.”
“Why?”
He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes burned into me, making me want him. “At that time I didn’t actually know. I kept thinking about you and wanted to make sure you were okay. I was glad to hear that you were doing well, especially because that was something you wanted to do your whole life. But now that I think about it, I guess that was just me caring about you.”
I let a low moan out when he pushed my finger into his mouth and sucked it, not caring that we were at a public place. To be honest, in that moment I was only able to focus on how good it felt. He never broke eye contact, sucking my finger gently before he bit it, and my pussy convulsed in pleasure.
“Aidan...” I squirmed in my chair, wishing he would do much more to me at this moment.
His lips curled into a knowing smirk. “I see what you’re thinking. My naughty girl.”
His girl. Was I really his girl? I wanted that, but would he let me?
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s get out of here.”
I didn’t need any convincing, letting him take me out of the restaurant and out into the warm summer night. Since the restaurant was close to his company, we went there on foot, desperate to get to his office as soon as possible.
The building was empty save for the security workers on the first floor, all its hallways, and offices completely dark. We barely reached Aidan’s office without ripping each other’s clothes off, so when Aidan locked the door and turned the light switch on, I jumped on him immediately and wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing my lips against his. Intoxicating heat spread through me when our tongues connected, making me tremble with desire.
He led me to the couch and lowered me down. “I’ve been dying to taste you, my kitty-Cat.”
He spread my legs wide open and knelt in between them, tracing my thighs with his warm hands. My breath hitched in my throat when his fingers connected with my panties, finding my clitoris over the red material.
“Already wet for me?” I moaned in response, flushing under his piercing stare. “So hot.”
He massaged me slowly in circles, building pressure in me gradually. I rocked my hips against his hand, leading him to remove my panties and rub me faster, but he wanted to play with me. Just when I thought that I couldn’t take his teasing anymore, he removed my undies and brought his lips right to my clit, expertly sucking it into his mouth.
“Ah! Aidan!” I pressed against his face, unable to contain myself. Grabbing his hair, I started grinding against him, drowning in waves and waves of pure pleasure.
He brought fingers to my hole and inserted two digits, sucking me and fingering me simultaneously, which pushed me over the edge.
“Aidan!” I screamed and came hard, my legs convulsing violently from the force of my orgasm.
“Fuck. So damn good.”
He stood up and unfastened his belt, his heavy breathing matching mine. Just as his pants and boxers hit the floor, I went to my knees and took his cock into my hands, wanting to please him just like he’d pleased me.
“Catherine,” he hissed and dug his fingers into my head when I wrapped my mouth around his throbbing member, getting my taste of him.
His pre-cum oozed out of his tip and I collected it with my tongue, revelling in his delicious taste.
“Damn.” His pupils were unusually dilated as he watched me suck him, his jaw tightly clenched. “You’re so good, Catherine. That feels amazing.”
I fed on his moans and grunts, feeling wetter and wetter the more I sucked him. His cock was big and thick, his veins wrapping around it in an intricate pattern, and I traced them with my fingertips, enjoying the way it jerked in my mouth after each touch of my fingers. His whole body was extremely tense now like he was on the verge of coming, so I wasn’t surprised when he pushed me away, breaking the contact.
“Don’t. I can’t cum yet.”
He went to his desk and took a condom out of his drawer.
I raised one eyebrow. “You’re keeping the condoms in your office?”
He winked at me. “You never know when you’re going to need it.”
He’d said it as a joke, but it hurt nevertheless. Doubt seeped back into me, telling me this was a mistake and he was just going to use me and dispose of me later. He obviously could have any girl he wanted and I didn’t doubt that he changed them often. Did he hook up with the women from his office?
Noticing the change in my mood, he pulled me up to my feet and made me look at him. “It’s not what you think,” he said. “I won’t lie to you and tell you that I’m not sexually active, but this—what we have now—means so much more to me than plain sex, Catherine.”
He cupped my cheek and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“I’m not easy or anything like that, Aidan. I don’t usually sleep around with guys, you know.”
“I never implied such a thing. And I know. I know that you’re a special girl who deserves the best. I’m not going to hurt you. Do you trust me?”
As we looked at each other, our eyes conveying so many emotions, I realized that I did trust him. I trusted him wholeheartedly, and I knew this meant something to him, just like it meant to me.
“I trust you, Aidan.”
His hands reached for the zipper of my dress at the same time as his lips landed on mine. We undressed each other in no time, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies hungrily, and ended on the carpet. He covered his dick with a condom and came on top of me, supporting his weight on his hands.
“I want you so much, baby.” He placed my legs around his waist and probed my entrance, sliding inside easily because I was already so wet. “Oh fuck.”
“Aidan.” I grabbed his should
ers and thrust my hips toward him, moaning when he hit my cervix. “That feels amazing.”
“This is nothing.”
He started moving quickly, burying himself to the hilt again and again. My screams filled the room—one after another as he pounded into me mercilessly—and I was literally seeing stars. He then pushed his thick cock slowly into me inch by inch, making my body tremble ecstatically. I didn’t think it was possible, but this felt even more intense than the first time we fucked.
“Please, don’t stop. Fuck me harder.”
“Harder, huh? My girl likes it rough?” He slapped my ass and positioned my legs over his shoulders, plunging into me even deeper.
“Yes!”
I clawed at his chest, barely able to stand the mixture of pain and pleasure that coursed through me. I was nearing my second orgasm, but this one was way stronger than my first one, so when I climaxed, my pussy was convulsing, splashing his cock with my juices.
“Catherine, you’re so damn sexy. You’re driving me crazy. Let’s make you come again.”
He stood up and scooped me up in his arms, taking me to his desk.
“I imagined taking you right on my desk. I nearly came several times just thinking about it,” he confessed and put me down on the wooden surface, turning me around to get me on my fours. “Brace yourself. I’m going to fuck you even harder.”
Just as he said that he thrust into me from behind, his hands holding my ass keeping me in place. I cried out and moved to meet his hips, already losing myself in the intense pleasure. He fucked me even faster, his grunts getting louder the harder he rammed into me, and I felt like I was going to come any second.
“Come for me, Catherine.” His hand slid to my front and covered my mound, playing with my swollen vulva, which was my undoing.
“Ah! Yes!”
My whole body shuddered before I erupted into a strong orgasm that rendered me weak. He didn’t stop moving, driving deep inside of me continuously, which activated my next orgasm that started almost immediately after the previous one finished.
“Aidan!” I called his name again, barely aware that I was so wet that I made a mess out of his desk, but this seemed to only spur him to thrust into me faster.
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