No kissing. That had been the first ground rule that he had laid out to Mia when she first came over, practically crawling on her knees, to where he sat at her dining room table, begging him to lay between her creamy toffee colored thighs. He remembered her nodding her head slowly in agreement. Even then, Shane had seen the clever deceit behind those scorching hazel eyes. Mia James was young and cunning but, more importantly, she was hot and horny and he wouldn’t have been able to refuse her offer even if she hadn’t agreed to keep that pivotal barrier between them.
A simple visit with a potential client had turned into a chaotic freak fest. Less than ten minutes into their meeting and Mia had crawled up on Shane’s lap and commenced with using her nimble little fingers to stroke his thick cock into a rigid pole. While she tugged at his pullover shirt, placing feverishly hot kisses across the top of his chest, Shane did manage to stop her impish movements long enough to warn her not to kiss him on the mouth. Though Mia had pretended to agree, here she was, using every inch of her seductive frame to trick him into breaking his own rule; after all, it was he who had stolen the first tender kiss and not the other way around. Again and again, he captured her mouth with his, frantically lapping up her flavor. She tasted so sugary sweet, he just couldn’t stop himself from enjoying every moment of their forbidden entanglement.
The second rule he had laid out between feverish grunts, while she jerked him off, was that this would be the first and last time this would ever happen between them. Now, feeling her silky walls repeatedly squeezing and desperately trying to milk his dick for every ounce of energy he could give, Shane wasn’t so sure he would be able to keep that abide by that rule either. The more she bucked her hips up, her hot hole sucking his cock in and up to her womb, the more Shane’s back tensed and the threat of a intense and explosive orgasm pushed up to the tip of his penis. In all truth, there was no way a one-time only fuck with Mia would ever be enough. He had to have more of this juicy pussy, whenever and however. All he knew, all he could focus on was that he needed all this dripping sweetness wrapped around him, making his head spin and causing him to lose control of himself.
Harder and harder he pushed into her tiny entrance, feeling the soft and delicate opening slowly stretching to fit every inch of his long dick inside his perfect little Mia. She had to be his now. No other man should be allowed to feel this invigorated, this pumped up and eager to unload his screaming seed. She was doing this to him on purpose and Shane was walking blindly, cock in hand, right into her perfect snare.
It was Shane’s good fortune that he and Aneisa still practiced safe sex and he had the protective latex ready and available. He honestly didn’t know if he would have been able to avoid his illicit actions with his sexy neighbor, even in the absence of such an important item. This temptress was nearly impossible to resist.
Another forceful thrust up and his pale green eyes saw her bowed lips quiver as a tiny orgasm ran through her delicious cinnamon colored body and her cunt clamped down on him tighter. Her reaction spurred him on, causing him to pound into his soaking channel faster and faster. Another tremor and her hands tried to wiggle free from his grasp.
No, not yet. He wouldn’t release her yet. Not until he felt her creamy juice sliding down his shaft.
Two more thrusts and her back lifted from the floor, causing her beautiful plump breasts to jiggle as they jumped up from her sudden movement. Shane leaned in and placed his lips on her left raspberry nipple, already so hard and erect from her excitement. While the tender bud was in his heated mouth, he wiggled his wet tongue around the puckered point again and again until Mia shook uncontrollably. Her legs gapped open as she hooked her ankles into his thighs forcing him to fuck her faster and faster.
On his very last thrust upward, she screamed out in delight and Shane’s stomach locked as the smooth and warm sensation of her cum juices coated the length of his shaft. He had never felt a woman cum so thick, not even Aneisa, and it was more than his already overloaded senses could handle all at once. He clamped his heavy palm tighter around Mia’s small wrists and threw his head back. Shane’s wet hair fell forward over his brow and he tightened his eyes, every sculpted muscle in his body tensed. One more deep push and he felt the tip of his dickhead explode with heat as his seed rushed forward and filled Mia’s soaked cunt. His entire body shuddered like a bolt of lightning had touched his center. He gritted his teeth together while he emptied every ounce inside of her.
When the moment was all done, he released Mia’s arms and laid his exhausted and sweaty body down on top of his new lover. Shane settled his heavy weight between her creamy and moist thighs and rested his forehead against the cold wood below. The sharp sensation from the chill hovering over the floor stinging his brow was just enough to help his body to start a much-needed cool down.
Then, like a hammer to his temples, the sudden realization of his actions caught up with him. His eyes snapped open wide and his breath caught in his chest. His lungs were closing up and he felt as if at any moment they would implode within the cavity hidden beneath his muscled pecs.
What the fuck had he just done?
If Aneisa found out about this, she would never forgive. There was no amount of begging and pleading on his part that would restore whatever love that would inevitably be lost between them. How could he allow this to happen? He loved Aneisa, she was the woman he wanted to someday call his wife…wasn’t she?
Shane used his forearms to lift himself up off of Mia and shook his head. He pushed that stupid question far from the front of his mind. Of course he wanted to marry Aneisa. No man spends a whole paycheck and a half on a diamond ring simply for the fun of it. A gesture like that means he’s willing to give his all to make his woman happy and to keep her with him always. So why was he suddenly missing the soothing warmth of Mia’s body now that he had pulled out of her completely? The head of his semi-flaccid cock seemed cold without the heat from her slick walls to stroke his veins tenderly.
Stop it, asshole, he warned himself. Menacing thoughts like that were what had started this whole mess in the first place. Allowing them to continue unchecked would only dig a deeper hole for him to sink in.
Deeper hole. Mmm, he moaned internally again as a flashback of Mia’s flowing insides gently pulling him up to the tip of her womb ran through his mind like a maddening torrent of lust.
Shit. I gotta’ get out of here…fast.
The longer he sat reminiscing about how truly yummy it was to be joined with pretty little Mia, the more trouble he would be piling on for himself to have to deal with later…as if this wasn’t the absolute pinnacle of truly being caught in a no-win situation. Mia lived three doors away from where he and Aneisa shared a couple’s rancher home. He was only coming here to follow-up on her parents’ request for him to provide tutoring for her BioChem 101 course at the local university. All of this…pulling restrictive shirts over shoulders, snapping bra clasps, yanking tight mini skirts down to the floor, waiting for puckered lips to suck him into a hard rod…none of that was ever supposed to have happened. Nevertheless, it did and now Shane was going to have to use his above average IQ to figure out a way so that Aneisa never knew the truth about how he and Mia had hot sweaty sex on her living room floor, not more than hundred or so feet away from his own front door.
Shane ran a quick hand through his damp copper hair and combed it back from his face. He blinked his eyes a few times and tried to pull his mind back to reality. And the reality of the situation was that he and Mia both knew how this set-up was going to end before they had started pounded away in this sticky scene. He just had to convince himself to keep to his first intentions…no strings attached. Even now, he was trying to figure out a way to fix Mia to absolute silence before he made up an excuse to make a fast exit.
“Say something,” her deceptively innocent voice caught his ears.
He had moved back over to the plush couch and had to lift his head to look in her direction. Mia was sitting up on her knees. They
were curled beneath her perfectly petite and curvy frame. Her long thick curls were hanging around her slim shoulders; some of the strands had fallen over her perky and round breasts. Seeing her sitting there, like a she was patiently awaiting him to crawl back into her arms almost had Shane doing just that. He caught the first twitch of his leg and anchored his ass to that couch cushion faster than his body could follow through on the urge.
“Huh?”
He was trying to keep his voice calm and even. He didn’t need her deciphering the crazed effect she was already having on his mind. The cunning look in those bright and slanted hazel eyes already told him that she was well aware of her powers to attract and manipulate the opposite sex. Shane could have kicked himself for not seeing her for the temptress she turned out to be way before he walked through that door an hour ago. Perhaps, if he had, this story would not have turned out so wickedly enjoyable as it had. Perhaps, if he had foreseen the seductive play she was planning, he would have had the strength to resist her sultry advances…for Aneisa’s sake. He never wanted to see her hurt this way. If he could, Shane was sure that he would erase every delicious moment of this fateful afternoon and beg for a re-do. Then again, as he watched Mia’s moist lips and dark puckered nipples waiting for him to come back to reclaim them all in his open and hungry mouth, the idea that maybe one more quick fuck wouldn’t do any more damage than had already been done crossed his mind. After all, they had already done the bad deed, what more harm could come from another playful round and another powerful orgasm?
“I said…say something,” Mia spoke again, her shifting greenish brown eyes studying him intensely.
Shane cleared his throat and looked away. Something about the way she watched him, so knowing and certain of every thought in his head before he even had a chance to gather them together himself, all of that intimidated him slightly. His palms were starting to itch; he wanted to touch her soft skin again. The need was building fast and the urgency was getting worse with each passing second.
“There’s not much to say, Mia. We had some fun and that’s the end of it.”
He raked his hand through his silky hair once more and then stood up. Without looking over at Mia’s face…purposefully avoiding her intense and magnetic glare…Shane grabbed his shirt from the spot where he had pulled it off and flung it to the floor during a fit of rushed passion. He pulled the garment back over his head and down over his long and lean torso; afterwards, re-zipped himself and stuck his feet back into his walking shoes.
“Are you sure you want this to be the end?” Her voice was a sizzling low alto that purred at him from where she stood behind him. Mia’s presence wrapped itself around his mind and her powers were trying to dig into him again.
He hadn’t even noticed when she had risen from the floor and walked over, still completely naked. Shane felt her slip her small brown hands through his arms and slide them slowly up the front of his shirt. Mia’s fingers walked up each line of muscle on his abs and then spread out over his wide chest while she rested her head against his hard right shoulder blade.
Some remote corner of his mind…the part that was still holding on to a shred of common sense…wanted to pull her arms from around him and push her away. His mind was feeling compelled to confess his love for Aneisa to Mia. Maybe, somehow, the guilt would force her into withdrawing this insanely intoxicating and arousing enchantment she was purposefully weaving around his flesh and his mind. That’s what Shane had intended to do the instant he sensed her so close once again; instead, he closed his eyes and shifted his weight back into her embrace, indulging in Mia’s lingering scent of creamy lust and milky sex.
“I…love…Aneisa,” his hoarse bass spoke weakly.
His mind was so twisted in two completely opposite and conflicting directions. Once he had said them, his words seemed weak and hollow when compared to the dominance of the raging hormones flooding through his veins.
“Of course you do,” Mia purred back, her hands still playing across his chest and her plump breasts pushing into back, the nipples so erect that he could feel them through the heavy cotton of his shirt.
He placed his large hands over hers and stopped her seductive movements. Her hands were so tiny in his palms. He loved how she played at being so weak and helpless whenever he touched her, even when he already knew that cunning little Mia was anything but vulnerable.
Shane squeezed her fingers in his grasp as the animal within him tried to rush forward again. He wanted to claim her for himself once more before they parted. His cock was hard again and he was starting to throb for the warm and inviting comfort of her wet pussy again. Mia’s clit had been so swollen, he had no idea how he had managed to keep his lips from diving between her thighs and sucking that tender spot until she burst with delight. Right now, that’s all he could think of doing…making her cum in his mouth and on his lips.
Shane turned suddenly and pulled Mia close to his hard body. He leaned down and dug his fingers into her long dark curly hair and kissed her deeply…passionately, like she was his woman. For the time being, he supposed that she was his, and he liked how it felt to have her sweetness all to himself.
The grandfather clock in the next room chimed loud and shook Shane out of his enchantment. Four more heavy rings from the timepiece and he realized that he was running late for another appointment. An old friend that he hadn’t heard from in over a year had suddenly reached out to him via text last week and said that he would be coming for a visit at the end of this week, which was today. Jayson Ferria, a former college roommate and a guy whom Shane considered to be like a blood brother, was due to be stopping at his house at any minute.
Shane immediately dropped the kiss and moved away from Mia. He turned his back to her hourglass shape while he dug his hand in his left pocket to retrieve his mobile phone. He didn’t want or need her pretty eyes and sultry voice distracting him when he made this call.
A quick glance at the time displayed in the upper right hand corner of the device confirmed his lateness in returning home. He wondered if Aneisa was trying to figure out what taking him so long. Before he left the house and headed down this way, Shane had told Aneisa that his initial meeting with Mia shouldn’t take more than thirty to forty minutes, at most, to figure out a study schedule and decide on some books and other supplies for her to invest in for the class. As of right now, it was almost ten after five and he had been gone for nearly an hour and a half. Would his fiancé figure out the naughty acts he had been up to only a few doors down with the neighbors’ twenty-year-old daughter? True, Mia was only a handful of years younger than him but Shane’s guilt about cheating on his live-in girlfriend was only compounded by the age gap that existed between himself and his mistress.
He punched the speed dial number for his home phone and listened as the ringer sounded in his ear.
One ring. Two more rings. By the fifth ring, Shane was worried. His mind started to run frantic with thoughts of Aneisa banging on Mia’s front door at any moment. How could she have known? Maybe that women’s intuition actually existed and Aneisa had sensed that Shane had been up to absolutely no good for the last sixty plus minutes of his life.
He moved from foot to foot, any thoughts of Mia slipping rapidly away to the rear of his attention. On the last ring, just as he was about to end the call, the line clicked on.
“Hello,” Aneisa answered, but her voice was seemed distant.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Shane tried to relax his breathing.
His best bet was to sound as normal as possible. He had to play it cool and push off any suspicions Aneisa may have about his whereabouts for the afternoon. If he sounded guilty then he might as well as confess the truth of everything right now, and there was little to no chance of that happening…ever. No matter what, he would deny that anything had happened with Mia. Aneisa was in love with him, so there was no way she would ever believe a silly and infatuated girl over her honest and true future husband, right? He stuck to his mental script a
nd tried to carry on the conversation as if there were not a naked and sweaty woman standing less than five feet behind him.
“Let me talk to him, please.”
She definitely sounded odd, whatever was going on had Aneisa’s voice bordering on shaky. Shane knew that she usually did her home workout around this time and wanted to assume that was the reason for her apparent distraction and frenzied breathing. Yet, she hadn’t even made any mention of his supposed academic meeting with Mia or even asked when he would be coming home. That seemed completely out of character, since she was always interested in how is day was going. If Aneisa wasn’t concerned about him and her distant thoughts seemed to be focused elsewhere, what else could be holding her attention right now?
There could only be one obvious answer…Jayson. Neither Shane nor Aneisa had heard a word from him since his sudden breakup with Mia’s older sister, Summer, last year. His unexpected return must have been more stunning than she had originally imagined it would be. Shane was sure that seeing an old friend show up at her door had probably caused a sentimental stirring of memories and the need to catch up for lost time. This had to be the logical reason why Aneisa didn’t seem interested in speaking with him on the phone, she was too excited about Jayson returning home after being gone for so long.
The instant Aneisa passed the phone to the visitor, Shane noticed another interesting detail. Jayson’s voice sounded different too. So much so that Shane almost didn’t recognize the deep tenor on the other side of the line.
“Hey, man, I’m hangin’ in there. Where you been? What have you been up to?” Shane asked the questions with as much enthusiasm as he could muster while he tried to decipher who the person behind the vocals on the other end truly was.
Jayson’s responses were casual enough but there was another layer behind his seemingly friendly responses…almost sinister…deceptive, maybe. There seemed to be an entirely new person speaking to Shane. The friendly and easygoing Jayson that he once knew wasn’t the man trying to chat it up with him on the line. Could this be the real reason why Aneisa seemed so startled a moment ago? Who was that person sitting in the living room with his girlfriend and why did Shane suddenly feel like Jayson, once a true friend…one of his closest in life…could no longer be trusted?
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