by Dahlia Rose
“Alright sign me up. What do I do?” Adrian decided the payment was well worth playing dragon for some kids. Besides kids loved him.
“Roar but not too ferociously to scare them, and get caught a lot,” Sasha explained and then said a little louder, “Oh no the dragon got my magic wand. Who will save me?”
He guessed the game was on because six little flurries of pink came from their hiding places and started waving their wands with streamers at him. He roared good-naturedly and threw himself into the game. After all, some day he and Sasha might have some children of their own, maybe even girls. He should learn from now how to be a dragon and whatever may be needed. It made him smile even wider when the kids tackled and toppled him. Everything he pictured was something he’d wanted all his life. It took traveling across the sea to find it, in the chocolate brown eyes of Sasha Caroway.
They played well into the evening until a spaghetti dinner, ice cream, and a Disney movie calmed them down. The girls conked out in front of the TV, and then Adrian took the chance to steal a few kisses that left them both breathless and wanting. The girls’ parents showed up with a profuse of thanks. Adrian noted the satisfied looks on their faces. Everyone needed a little time to reconnect, even in the midst of a busy family. It was a good thing they had an amazing friend like Sasha to offer them some free time alone. Being a parent had to be a hard job, and he looked forward to that new role in his life, but not quite yet.
Much later that evening Sasha lay in bed completely nude and looking at him with arousal and seduction in her eyes. The taste of strawberries and pineapple was on her lips from the treat he brought, and chocolate covered her nipples and trailed down her body to the apex of her thighs. Adrian held a strawberry between his teeth and bent over her so she could take a bite. He kissed her hard and chewed the remaining half of the strawberry. He bent and sucked one of her chocolate nipples into his mouth, and she cried out in pleasure as he took his time to get every last taste of the creamy treat from her skin.
“The chocolate is good, but the taste of your skin is so much better.” Adrian’s voice was husky with pleasure.
She panted. “Taste the rest of me.”
Her body moved in anticipation of feeling his mouth. Adrian wanted to roar like he could conquer the world. It was all from knowing it was him that caused her to react like this. He ran his tongue down her body, tasting the chocolate and her skin. He licked it off her torso and to the mound of her snatch where it has dribbled between the full aroused lips. He delved his tongue into the folds of flesh tasting the candy that blended with her juices. Her hips rose to meet his tongue while she begged and asked for more. Adrian controlled his own need and sucked on her clit until she came hard and shivered under his mouth.
He moved the chocolate and fruit from the bed so they wouldn’t spill the contents of the containers. By the time he turned around to face her once more, she was leaning against the headboard. Her hair wild, lips parted panting from the pinnacle she’d just reached, she cupped her breasts, and his gaze followed her fingers as she plucked at her nipple and bit her lips to hold back a moan. Her eyes never left his face while she trailed her hands down the smooth skin of her torso to the apex of her thighs, and she grazed the lips of her wet sex.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered.
Her fingers slipped into the slit, and she moaned when she grazed the sensitive bud of her clit. His skin tingled until it felt as if it was burning watching her touch herself under his command. When she dipped her finger inside her wet cavern, he was lost.
“Deeper,” he told her. “Two fingers.”
She complied and cried out, her hips thrusting upward to meet her own fingers. Mine now! The thought careened through his head, and he strode over to her. He got on the bed and pulled her to him roughly. He ran his tongue up the slit of her pussy, and she moaned while wantonly shifting her hips and entreating him to continue. Adrian spread the full lips of her sex and buried his tongue inside her. Sasha arched and cried out as she pulled his head tight against her. He could hear her pleading for more, asking him to make her come as she sank into the feral need that was consuming them both.
Adrian groaned and took more from her wanton body. With his mouth still against her clit, he sunk two fingers inside her and fucked her. With each thrust of those digits he felt more of her juice release and flow from her body. She cried out over and over again, calling his name and begging for release from the tightening web of desire.
“Oh God, oh God, I’m going to come!” Her voice held desperate excitement.
Adrian wanted to feel her come around his cock and quickly buried himself inside her. The dam broke free, and she found her release. The muscles of her pussy clenched around him and milked at his cock while she shook from the ferocity of her orgasm. He pumped into her, and she ground against him. He felt her fingernails scrape the skin of his back, and her teeth nipped at his shoulder as they moved in unison. Ah shit. He wanted it all, wanted to feel her teeth on his skin. He wanted to bind them together until he didn’t know where she ended and he began. He pulled the tip of her breast into his mouth and sucked at it deeply. In response she reached between them to cup his balls and squeeze them.
“I want all of you. Are you willing to give it to me?” he whispered against her ear.
“I’m yours. Everything is yours!” Sasha whimpered. Their bodies never stopped their frenzied movements.
He pulled his cock from her wet cavern and lay on his side. Adrian buried his fingers inside her and coated the tight brown button of her anus with her own juices. She bucked against him as he buried a digit in the tight glove to help the muscles relax, and then he penetrated her ass with slow ease.
“Yes, yes, yes.” She panted, and her entire body trembled against him.
He slipped his hand beneath her body so he could fondle her breasts and slipped the other hand between her legs to play with her clit. Sasha bucked as he rubbed her clit, and when the rhythm began, he was again consumed by her fire. She was so tight, too damn tight. He felt as if he would lose it right then and there. His eyes were closed as he forced himself to wait for her and took her again to the edge of reality. He pushed his fingers against the g-spot a little past the entrance of her pussy and rubbed against it causing her to buck while he fucked her ass. Their moans and cries filled the air, which smelled of sex and unbridled passion. She came hard with a scream that ended on a satisfied whimper, and then he let himself go. He felt like his orgasm had no end as he emptied his hot seed inside her. His bones felt tike liquid, and both of them laid sated, quiet as the storm of desire passed and destroyed them with its fury. He heard a soft snore and chuckled. Sasha had fallen asleep in only minutes after their lovemaking.
“I feel so used,” he murmured good naturedly.
He got up and cleaned himself in the bathroom before coming back out to clean her up as well. He dropped the washcloths in the sink and walked around the apartment to make sure everything was locked and secured. He was practically living there, he spent so many nights at her house. Adrian climbed back into bed, pulled her close, and she snuggled against his chest. He wondered if he could buy a house close to the ghost tours so she could still be a part of their route. He kissed the top of her head and grinned when she snored louder. Yeah, I want this everyday for the rest of my life.
Chapter Five
“I think I’m in love,” Sasha announced on the phone to her sisters.
They were on a three way call after they all received an email from their parents on the first leg of their world tour. The email included pictures of their parents in Italy, eating an Italian Ice sitting on the steps of a museum. They looked like they were having fun, and she was glad for that. Raina called, put her on hold to call Jonelle, and it seemed only right to talk to her sisters about Adrian.
“In love huh? Do tell,” Jonelle said dryly. “When you were a teenager you were in love every other weekend.”
“His name is Adrian Faraday. He owns an Irish
pub on River Street
with another one in Ireland.” Sasha laughed. “Well hormones are not controlling this declaration.”
“Are you sure?” Raina asked with humor in her voice. “Cause if the man is not handling it in bed….”
“Oh he handles quite nicely. It’s like driving one of those new cars that goes from zero to sixty in thirty seconds. The man can handle the curves and knows how to drive the car,” Sasha replied.
Her analogy had them all laughing and Raina piped up, “So when do we get to meet the mystery man?”
“Next time you guys decide to visit Savannah, or maybe we’ll take a trip and see you for a change,” Sasha said. “This is serious, guys. Adrian is the real thing.”
“Well then we are so very happy for you, Midget,” Jonelle announced.
“Yes, we are. Now be good little sister,” Raina said. “I have to run but call me soon ok?”
“Okie dokey I’ll call you both in a few days,” Sasha promised.
“We love you, Midget!” they said in unison.
“Stop calling me that!” she yelled into the phone and hung up laughing.
Her parents were on a cruise, her sisters were doing well, and she was in love, really head over heels in love with Adrian, and everything felt right in the world. It was already early evening, and she made an impulse decision to go to the bar. Adrian would probably be tending bar because Jimmy was still out with a broken leg. She’d help out if he was short handed for a waitress and maybe stay the night with him instead of always at her place. She dressed in a pair of jeans and a cute crocheted white top and headed downstairs to her car. By the time she parked she could see Faraday’s was jumping with activity. She made sure her car was locked and walked the cobblestone up to the bar. She was let in with a smile from the bouncer out front. She made her way to the bar and sat down just as a tall man came up, who she recognized from the last time she was in. Adrian had told her he was his best friend Tom, also from Ireland. Even though she’d never actually met him, it felt like she knew him from all the stories that Adrian had told about their antics.
“What can I get you?” he asked.
“You’re Tom, right?” she asked with a big smile and stuck out her hand. “I’m Sasha.”
His eyes sparked with recognition, and he gave her a smile. “Aye, Adrian’s lovely lady nice to meet you.”
“I thought he would be here. Is he outside or in the kitchen?” Sasha asked looking around.
“Ummm no he’s upstairs. I’ll go get him for you,” Tom replied.
Sasha hopped off the bar stool and yelled over the noise. “It’s fine. I won’t pull you from what you are doing. I’ll go up, those stairs right?”
“No wait!” Tom called out, but she was already bouncing up the steps to see the man she loved.
His apartment seemed to be the only door on the upper level of the bar, and when she stood outside the barrier, she heard talking. She knocked and it took a minute before he opened the door, and she heard scuffling. She frowned a little and wondered what was going on. When he opened the door just a crack, she as even more curious.
“Hey, Tom said you were up here so here I am.” She smiled.
His eyes were not filled with life and happiness as usual. Instead he looked at her warily. “Tom let you up here?”
“Um no he was behind the bar, so I told him I’d just come up,” Sasha replied.
“So you took it upon yourself to come up here without permission,” Adrian snapped.
Sasha’s smile faded away, and her temper rose. “One I didn’t know I needed permission since you are always at my house, and two what the hell’s the matter with you?”
She soon understood when she saw a hand creep around his shoulder with red painted nails. It seemed as if everything moved in slow motion. Sasha pushed the door wider and exposed a woman in Adrian’s apartment. Beautiful, sleek, and touching the man she thought was hers.
“Who’s this?” the raven haired woman asked. “I didn’t know you were hiring, Adrian.”
“Oh he’s not hiring in the least,” Sasha said through gritted teeth. “Care to explain, Adrian?”
“There’s nothing to explain. You’ve seen Valerie. What else is there to say?” he asked.
This can’t be happening. But here he was with another woman after all he said and all that they did.
“So you’re saying she is with you,” Sasha said slowly trying to keep her voice calm. “Does she know you told me you loved me, you want to be with me, and that you’ve been practically living in my apartment?”
“Adrian, have you been lying to this poor little waif?” The throaty purr came from the woman behind him.
“Shut up before this waif takes you down like a thug from the Bronx,” Sasha snarled and turned her attention back to Adrian. “Explain yourself.”
“What’s to explain? I said what I needed to say. We had fun, and that’s it. Time to move on.”
His voice held no emotion, and she didn’t know what would have been worse, having him beg and plead and try to lie, or the completely deadpan way he spoke.
“Were you planning on telling me about moving on before or after I caught you with that cat behind you?” Sasha asked.
“What do you want from me, Sasha? You’re fun girl, but you can hardly sit still. You can’t even finish your schooling, and hell you play a ghost for fun.” Adrian shrugged. “There’s more to life than being carefree.”
His words were like knives on her skin, and she gave a small smile. “Don’t worry. You will never have to see this girl again.”
She turned on her heels, and the joyous speed that had taken her up the stairs turned to despair, and it made her move faster. Tom was coming up the stairs when she pushed past him. Tears filled her eyes, and she had to blink them back to see who it was.
“Don’t, you don’t understand…” he tried to explain. But Sasha knew how men were. He was looking out for his friend.
She shook her head wildly. “I understand perfectly. Let me go right now, or I’ll start screaming so loud you’ll think I’m one of your Irish banshees in here.”
He let her go, and she pushed past people just to get out to the street. Even there she felt like she couldn’t breathe. The air was thick and humid and along with her broken heart it felt as if she was choking. Sasha rushed to her car and with frantic fingers she fumbled with the key to get it in the ignition. She cranked the air conditioner up to as far as it could go and as it turned the air cool she took gulps of air in trying to breathe. Her mind was trying to comprehend exactly what happened while her heart shattered as she replayed the scenes. The dam of tears began to fall, and Sasha slammed her hand against the wheel of her car. She let the torrent past before trying to drive, and by the time the key turned in the lock of her apartment, she was numb. I can’t think! She looked around frantically to find something to take her mind off the betrayal, the pain, the way it made her feel sick to her stomach. She saw her desk, all her papers and her work. She kicked off her shoes and went to her desk and started pulling out plans. She opened the document of her thesis and immersed herself in the project that would get her a degree. It wasn’t for the enjoyment of it or for the accomplishment, but to forget she’d never known that there was something that could break her. Adrian was her Achilles heel. If she let the pain in, she would fracture and like humpty dumpty there would be nothing that could put her together again.
* * * *
“That went well,” Valerie purred.
Adrian swung around to face her, and while he never hit a woman in his life, rage so fierce made him walk over to his kitchen and grab a drink without a word. Anything to stop him from giving in to the blatant anger. The look on Sasha’s face tore him up inside. The way the tears welled up in her eyes was an image he would never forget. It had to be done. She couldn’t know the danger she was in at that time. It was the only way to save her, yet he swore he saw the spark that made Sasha the unique person she was go out in that ins
tant. It was his fault, and he didn’t know if he could ever fix what he’d just destroyed. In his kitchen, he didn’t hear Valerie come up but felt her arms slide around his waist.
“Well since you’re little friend is gone, maybe I can do something to comfort…..”
She never got to finish the words. With speed he grabbed her hands from around his waist and pushed her way. When he stepped toward her, she retreated until the wall was at her back and he in front of her.
Adrian practically roared, “You think I would want your scaly flesh touching mine? You disgust me, a whore from John’s camp and you think you can ever match up to Sasha? I did that to protect her, to keep her from the whole bloody mess that is my life. So she’s gone, but don’t ever think you can take her place. I would rather lie with dogs. You’re a cold bitch and dead inside. I pity you trying to catch scraps from men who obviously don’t want you. Now get out. I have the dates and the time. I don’t want to look at you anymore. Go fuck John. He might appreciate it.”
He watched her face turn from horror to pure rage at his insults. She turned and grabbed her coat off the chair before heading out the door. He felt some satisfaction in knowing he gave her a glancing blow even in the coldness that was her heart. She shoved past Tom as he came in, and Adrian sat heavily on the sofa.
“Why did you let her up here?” Adrian asked.
“The girl was off the stool and up the stairs before I could say anything,” Tom explained. “Shit, you didn’t want to see the lass’s face when she came back down. It broke my heart.”
Adrian felt like someone turned a knife in his heart as well. If Tom could see it, he’d hurt her badly.
“Aye, I’ll talk to her after this damn sting is over.”
“Will she want to hear it, Adrian? I don’t think…”
“She’ll listen,” Adrian snapped. “In a few days go check on her for me. I can’t go after pulling that scene with Valerie there. But you can make sure she is ok. Everything will be fine.”