There was a loud slap across the back of Vince's head. “You damn Ricci boys, always trying to take my girl.” Vince pulled his hands away from mine and held them in the air as we all laughed. “Damn I have a battle. First it was your dang cousin, now I caught you holding her hand. Then I've got Justin's slick ass always kissing my girlfriend. I can't trust you guys around her. Find your own girlfriend.” Davien teased. I knew as soon as he hit Vince's head, that he was joking. Davien didn't just trust me, but he trusted his best friends with me.
“I'm jealous man, you've got us all jealous. Don't mess it up Davien, you've got a good one.” Vince winked at me.
After hours of watching scary movies on full stomachs, Justin and Vince finally left. “Don't forget, Baby girl, keep your eyes on me. Otherwise I get screwed and you get left with no money and lot's of dirty clothes.”
“See you Friday, Justin.” Davien said as he chuckled.
“Bye guys, thanks for the meal.” Vince added. “It was awesome! I guess we'll all see each other on Friday.”
With relief, the guys made their way to their cars and left. “I got the dishes in the morning man, but I'm tired.” Scott said. “I'll grab 'em before work”. Scott worked at a music shop where he also gave guitar lessons. Many of his lessons started before the store even opened and some after the store closed. He stayed busy making decent money and he was always tired from long days. It kept him busy while he was away from Natalia. She had school and studying plus her part time job as a waitress. They only got to see each other like twice a week. Always on Friday nights which she demanded to be off from work and then usually another weekend day before her work shift. Weeks ago I was jealous of their relationship and I still believe they have a great one. But my relationship with Davien was exactly what I wanted.
“Yeah, I am too. I got work in the morning and it's almost midnight.” Davien pulled his arms around my shoulder. “I think we're heading downstairs.” Yawning, Scott walked to his stairs as Davien and I went the opposite direction.
Turning the bedroom light on, Davien announced. “I think I'm skipping my shower tonight,” he wiggled his brows “gonna get dirty anyways.” I ran to the bed, but he chased me as I pulled the cover over my head.
He got on top of me, straddling my body so I couldn't move and tried pulling the cover from me. I fought back to our playful fight over the cover between the two of us. He began tickling me until I released the fabric. “Oh my God, Davien, stop.” I laughed hysterically as I squirmed from his teasing fingers. “I'm gonna pee on myself.”
He finally jumped off me and dropped on his back next to me. Pulling me over his chest and pressing his lips to mine. “I love you, Avery.”
“I love you too, Davien.” I replied between our lips.
I sat straddling him as he pulled the bottom hem of my shirt high enough until I pulled it over my head. His hands instantly reached for my breasts. He unlatched the front clasp to my bra until my full breasts were fully exposed. He pulled me low enough against him until his tongue teased me as always. Starting from my jaw line to my ear, my neck and continued the path until I melt into his passion. He was amazing.
“Remember the first night you asked me 'if I had one night to be single would I have sex with you'?” I asked him as he continued teasing me.
Still causing me to moisten with his touch, he placed kisses to my neck between each word. “Yes of course I do.” He moaned into my neck and held his arms wrapped tightly around me.
“I lied that night.”
He dropped his seductive lips from my body instantly and pulled his eyes to meet mine until he focused on my thoughts. “You lied?” His face was blank, the most serious I had ever seen him yet. “You never wanted to have sex with me, did you? Was I just comfort from Anthony? I was rebound from your hurt?”
I shook my head and ran my fingers through his hair until our foreheads met. “Davien, I never wanted to be single and have one night with you. I had no desire for it.” I started grinding my hips against his until our bodies worked against each others rhythm. I lift myself until I was just above Davien's erection and then settled until I was full of my love. Moving my hips repeatedly up and down. “I never wanted to be single and spend one night with you. I wanted you to be mine, not just for one night, but forever. Every night.”
He wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me closer when he started singing. 'The Other Side' by Jason Derulo. I loved the way that the lyrics reminded me of our relationship that we started out as friends and what we have grown into. I loved the song, I loved his voice, I loved him!
As he carried our private song, the same way he did many other times, he made love to me. Many times his words were almost silent as he held my body so tightly that his mouth rest tightly between my neck and my ear. I could still hear the vibrations of his words through his body. I never imagined a song being so erotic when making love. But Davien could turn anything sensual. The way he slid against my sensitive nerves as he gripped my hips and moved with my body. I felt like we were one. Not my moves, not his moves... but ours together. It was perfect, it just seemed natural as if we were made for each other.
I never had this intimacy with Anthony. And as much as I hated to compare the two men, it was still in the back of my mind. Not because of similarities or not. But I realized what I was missing. I missed making love. It wasn't the physical feelings, it was emotional feelings between us. The physical pleasure was beyond anything I had ever imagined possible, but it wasn't what I needed. He made me feel special, he made me feel wanted. He was the most romantic man, inside the bedroom and outside the bedroom. He wasn't what I thought he was.
☼
Stretching my arms wide across the bed, I woke to the sound of Davien's voice across the other side of our bedroom wall. I could wake to the sound every morning and never get tired of it. He was taking a shower and his voice rose just high enough to hear over the water. I couldn't make out the words to the song since I was in the next room, but his voice was still enough to make you melt.
Finding my pink slippers on the side of my bed, I finally stepped to the floor. My robe hung on the small hook on the back of the closet. I threw it on and quietly tip-toed to the bathroom. Opening the door, I nearly fell to my knees as I inhaled the smells of Davien. His voice still echoed through the room over the steam. I sat on the closed toilet to listen to him before he knew I was in there. The curtain was still in place and I felt like I was in my own private concert as he sang. He loved his showers, taking them at least once a day, sometimes more. Many of the time, he just stood under the falling water and soaked with the steam.
“Do you like that one?” The shower curtain pulled slightly to the side and I jumped from the toilet as I caught a peek at his face. “You didn't know that I heard you come in?” I could hear the laughter in his voice.
“You brat. You could have at least told me.”
“Why would I do that. I was singing to you.”
“I like the song, who sings it?”
“Me.” He replied shortly.
“Did you write the lyrics?” I questioned him. The lyrics were about an innocent girl that changed her life, to experience love. She found herself with a man who adored her and was willing to do anything for her.”
“I just told our story.” The water stopped and he pulled the curtain to the side until he stepped to the bathmat. Before grabbing a towel, I watched as the water drops fell from his perfect hair to his shoulder. My eyes traveled his entire body, taking a snap shot with my fanciful camera. I stopped at each beautiful scenery and took in the sight. His body was magnificent. From his perfectly well defined abs, up his tight chest, traveling up his toned forearms and biceps. Even his shoulders and neck were perfect. His facial features were sculpted like no other man's I had ever seen. His was very masculine, yet extremely gorgeous. His look had a mixture of a bad boy rock star and a worthy male model. His sky blue eyes matched his seductive smile, they spoke together. No words needed to b
e spoken to understand Davien's thoughts. “Keep staring and I won't be making it to work today, Avery.”
He startled me as he noticed me taking in the amazing view. “I'm not stopping you from staying home either.”
Wrapping his thick, blue towel around his waist, he bowed to kiss me. “I wish I could stay home with you and make love all day. I could and I would.” He smiled as he withdrew from my lips. Grabbing the matching towel, he started blotting his hair and face. “But Justin's dropping off his car for a few hours today. And if that doesn't get fixed, he won't be going to make you some money.” A small chuckle came from under the towel as he dried the last few drops from his face.
“Yeah, I need that money too.” I joked. “It's about time I started chipping in on some bills around here.”
Davien dropped his towel from his face and turned serious. “Avery, don't say that. You know that we don't expect you to help with bills. Scott and I have told you that repeatedly and all ask is for you to try to enroll in school next semester. Don't feel pressured.” He shook his head slightly and cupped my chin until our eyes met. “Don't feel guilty and I will never push you from the apartment. Ever!”
“I know. I just feel bad sometimes, well many times. I feel like I'm just living here rent free as you guys struggle to pay bills.”
“Scott and I both make very decent money with our jobs and we both enjoy the work we do. So please, Avery, stop thinking that way.” He hung his towel on the rack and held his hand out to help me from my lovely toilet seat. “I do need a favor though.”
“What's that?” I asked cautiously.
“Justin's dropping off his car around 9 o'clock. Can you give him a ride back to his place? Then I'll call you when he needs a ride back to Martin's.” He held his head to the side as he waited for my answer.
“Of course!” I laced my fingers around his neck and with a bare body, he pulled me off my feet.
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I was pulling into the driveway to Justin and Vince's small white house that they rented together. They only lived a couple of blocks down the street, so we met up to leave together. Justin was sitting in the driveway as we were going to drive together in our own cars. With plenty of energy, Justin grabbed his keys and approached to my lowered window to the drivers seat of my Malibu. “Hey, Baby girl. Ready?”
“Yep. I'll see you there.” I watched as he walked to his real baby, his candy apple mustang. He treasured it and the only person he allowed to work on it was Davien. I laughed as he stepped in and turned the key to start a large pipe roar. Reversing my car, I drove to Martin's. At the first stop light, Justin pulled next to me as we had just came to the red light.
He yelled over the noise of our cars. “Wanna race, Baby girl?” I shook my head and laughed, as he knew my car had no match to his. Before I could answer, the light turned green. He looked in every direction possible, then all I heard was his tires squealing across the intersection. He sped through the streets like a maniac until we hit the next red light about a half mile down the road. He sat with his face in full laughter as he waited for my car's arrival. “What took you so long?”
“Show off.” I joked back. “Damn, can we just drive to the shop.” And just as Justin would do, he sped off without replying.
I shook my head when I saw him pulling into Martin's lot. I noticed Davien immediately as my eyes caught him lying on the ground, propped on his side next to an expensive looking bike. He looked amazing with only a tight fit white A-shirt and faded jeans. His skin glimmered from a mixture of sun and sweat. He stood, brushing the dirt from his jeans when he heard the noise roaring from the red mustang. With sweat running, he lift the bottom of his shirt and wiped his face. As he dropped his shirt, he ran his fingers through his natural messy, yet oh so sexy hair. The confident bastard knew he was hotter than crap and more than anything, he knew that everyone else agreed with his opinion.
“I'll be right back hon, let me wash up real quick.” I stood outside waiting for Davien to return. Justin was already inside filling out papers at the front desk.
I watched Martin walk from the front door. “Avery,” he spoke with his light accent. The Hispanic man was one of the friendliest guys I had ever met. He treated Davien so well. Even mentioned to me on a few occasions that he thought of Davien as his son since he never had any kids “how are you doing? Giving Justin a ride home?”
“Yeah, Davien asked me to help him out a little today. Been busy Martin?” I asked as I held my hand over my brows to keep the direct sun from hitting my eyes.
“Busy every day sweetie. But Davien keeps the place in line.” He wrapped his arm half way across my shoulder. Thankfully he was much cleaner that the mechanics as I tensed up to his comfort. “I don't know what I'd do without him.”
“Me either Martin.” We both chuckled as he knew what I meant. He was there when Davien took my car from Anthony's garage. He saw the man I had dealt with for the last year. More than anything, he knew everything about the love of my life, Davien.
“My sister's been doing the book keeping here lately but it's been so much business, it's hard to keep up.” I remembered the position that Davien had mentioned here at Martin's, but after our conversation this morning I felt it would definitely not be the right job for me. He put no pressure on me to find a job at the moment and I think we needed our space also.
Davien stepped from the building. “Hey Martin, who's the hot chick?” Davien pointed at me as I smiled with a huge grin.
“Ah leave her alone, Davien, she's taken.” Martin joked back. “Heard her boyfriend can put up a mean fight too.”
“Yeah with a girlfriend that sexy, I would too Martin.” I dropped from Martin's hand as I approached Davien's opened arms. He placed a soft kiss on the top of my hair “I don't know, I might have to fight the fucker. She looks worth it.” He bent down to meet my lips, and Martin started sighing and shaking his head in amusement. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Hey yourself.” I bit my lip and stared into his sun beamed eyes. I felt like I never shared a bed with this man, never had sex with him, or even kissed him. I felt like he was a stranger that I had the biggest crush on. A man that I would do anything to spend one night alone with. I fell in love with him every time I looked at the man.
“I love your dress.” I looked down to my ruffled purple dress that he had picked out for me last weekend when we went shopping. It fell just below my knees and the weather today was a perfect temperature to show it off. “Whoever picked that out must have some great taste.” He really did and even though he wore simple clothes, he made them look amazing. He even looked amazing with a wet towel wrapped around his waist.
“I have to say you're looking pretty hot your own self.” I giggled.
Justin walked with large strides. “Man quit all that lovey dovey crap.” He interrupted us. With no shame he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pulling me away from Davien. “Ready, Baby girl?” He looked at Davien. “I've got a hot date.”
I elbowed him. Davien replied with a smart ass voice. “Yeah, Martin told me her boyfriend puts up a mean fight though.”
“Ah... I'm not worried about her boyfriend. Heard he's also a little punk.” The smiles between the two of them caused me to reach for my belly in laughter.
“Hey, you better be good with my girlfriend man.” Davien shot him a nasty, but playful look. Getting ready to work on Justin's car, he stopped and gave me a kiss. “I'll miss you hon. I'll call you when it's ready.”
Chapter 10
Scott had an early appointment with a client, so I offered to clean up the mess that we left from the night before. The three of us took turns cleaning up, but with me being out of school and not working, I usually did the majority of the house work. Which was only fair. Unfortunately I lived with the most challenging men in the universe. They were so peculiar about certain things in the house. I found it quite amusing how two bachelors lived like this. I changed into jeans and a t-shirt before attempting to scrub the counters and
sink.
After cleaning up the kitchen to their standards, I finally sat at the couch with a cup of coffee. Grabbing the remote to catch a TV show before I received the call to pick up Justin, the doorbell rang. I looked at the large clock that hung on the wall next to the TV. Being such a strange time and the guys gone, I assumed it was yet another mailman dropping off another package for the boys. They ordered so much junk from the internet, it was never ending.
Not wanting to stand up, I finally dropped the remote back to the coffee table and walked to the door. I knew right away that as I assumed, it was the mailman since there was no vehicle in the parking area. I took a long sigh and actually grabbed the pen as usual that sat on the table near the door. It was pitiful that guys had so many packages on a daily basis, that they kept a convenient pen nearby. I guess they assumed I was the new package checker.
Shaking my head as I opened the door, I clicked the pen to prepare. I looked at the man before me when the door was fully open. My eyes grew wide with shock. “Didn't expect to see me, huh?”
My heart was racing, my breathing grew fast, my hands immediately shook and my nostrils flared as I tried to back away. With panic, I tried to pull the door back in place, but the thick, muscular arm forced it open. “Leave!”
The dark haired, olive skinned man smiled as I entertained him with my fear. “You had no problem coming to my house. I thought this was a game you wanted to play, Avery. You come to my house, take my shit, get my ass kicked. I come to your house, invite myself in, take your shit and beat your ass. Fun game, huh?”
I tried to back away into the house, trying to escape his presence, but he only followed with me into the living room. The guys weren't home and I was in everlasting fear. “Anthony, please leave. I'm asking you nicely.” I looked to my sides, behind me, then to his face. “Leave! Davien will be upstairs soon and he is not gonna be happy to see you.”
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