“Ok, Mr. Big Wig Music Producer. I will make sure that it’s fucking awesome, and you will approve of it,” I say back.
We hop on the back of his bike and arrive at the store minutes later. When we enter, a cute woman with red dreadlocks greets him by name. He must be in here often, or she just has a thing for him.
Um, hi bitch. I’m alive, breathing, and standing right next to him if you haven’t noticed. I see the way she looks at him and clench my jaw. I’m in full tigress mode, trying to claim my territory (Aiden).
Maybe this is how he feels about me with other guys. I’m pretty sure they haven’t hooked up before, because I doubt he’d take me somewhere where one of his discarded women worked.
“Hey, Sabrina,” he says casually to her. Very good, Aiden. Polite yet disinterested.
Sabrina? Yeah, she would have a name like that. Typical. She gives me a once over, probably wondering who the fuck I am.
“Hi, Aiden. And who is this? You’re younger cousin or something?” she asks coyly glancing at him and then me. Oh bitch, you just pissed me off. I’m really curious as to what Aiden tells her my relationship is to him. He’s just grinning, loving the whole thing. It’s like he’s knows I’m jealous and is getting some sick thrill from this situation.
He starts to say, “No were not related. We…” But I cut him off and say, “We met a few nights ago actually. It was a one night stand that turned into more. You just couldn’t get enough of me, huh baby?” I say sweetly to him. He stifles a laugh at my outburst but doesn’t seem shocked. That’s right, Aiden. I just told that bitch what’s what.
She looks at me with startled eyes, “Oh, um sorry about that. That’s nice,” she manages to stutter out. “Well if you guys need any help, just let me know,” she says practically bolting to get away from me. She’s probably going to the back to do ‘inventory’. Ha, I win skank!
Aiden looks over at me and grabs my hand. “Come on, before you attack any employees. Fuck!” he laughs. What?! I was just letting her know what’s mine.
He takes me to the back of the store. “Ok, you’re on. Impress me,” he says smugly.
I glance around at the abundance of records and begin sifting through them. Hmm, there are some albums with potential here, but I have to find something that will really knock his socks off.
As I’m sorting through artists, he crushes his body up against mine from behind. I feel his hard length inflicting pressure against my ass and lower back. I crane my neck to look around at him, trying to see his expression. “No, keep looking,” he whispers into my ear, his warm breath tickling me. I keep looking through the records, thoroughly turned on and trying to not get distracted; a nearly impossible feat.
“Normally I don’t like jealously from a woman, but coming from you, it’s fucking hot. Do feel what you did to me, baby? I thought you were going to jump over the counter and claw her eyes out,” he says huskily.
“Have you fucked her, Aiden?” I ask, just to make sure. Please say no.
“Fuck no,” he says roughly, “not that she hasn’t tried though.” I freeze and grip the cover of an album, seeing red.
“Whoa, Emma. Calm down, baby. I come in here a lot, so I see her frequently. We’ve barely spoken more than a few words to each other. Today is the most she’s ever talked to me, actually. I think she saw me with you, and it hurt her ego. She probably thought I was gay or something, because I would always ignore her,” he says with conviction. Oh, thank God they didn’t have something going on. She seemed like the type he might be attracted to. All of my insecurities successfully evaporate by his words.
“Well, if you come in here again without me, make sure to tell her what an amazing, sexy girlfriend you have. Something along the lines of how you can’t stand to be away from me for any length of time,” I say proudly.
“I like that you called yourself my girlfriend. I know we didn’t put a label on anything yet, but I wanted to. Thanks for saving me the time and energy with your jealousy,” he says playfully. Oh, Aiden. This had better not have been a ploy to admit that I want to be your girlfriend.
“And don’t for a second think that I brought you in here to see you jealous. That’s not my style; to play games and piss you off. Although I won’t lie and say it wasn’t humbling to see you fight for me. It did wonders, as you can tell” he says, pushing himself harder against my ass. I moan, as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I bite my lip, trying to keep quiet. We’re in a store for fucks sake!
He pulls away from me abruptly. “Ok, I’m distracting you, and you’ve stopped looking at the albums. I’ll be good and leave you alone, ok?” he says walking over to another section of the store. I huff aloud in frustration.
God, I miss that hard length against me already. He’s addictive, that’s for sure. I don’t reply to him, because I’m trying to focus. I’m in search of the holy grail of albums.
I reach the B’s and come across one of Bon Iver’s albums. They’re one of my favorite indie bands, and I’m almost positive that he likes them too. Pleased with my choice, I walk over to Aiden with a look of triumph on my face.
“Find what you were looking for already? This better be good, Emma. I just might have to punish you if it’s not up to my standards,” he threatens. Oh, please punish me, Aiden. Now I want him to hate the album, just to see what his threat would entail.
I hand over the album, and he scans it quickly. “Damn, Emma. I really wanted to punish you too,” he says smirking. So he liked it then? Yes!
“Very nice choice. They’re more of the mainstream of this genre, but still underplayed. This is one of my favorite albums. I have it at home, but I still want to buy it for you so you have your own copy,” he says.
“Thank you, Aiden. This is my first record, actually,” I say happily.
“Well, it’s a great choice. I’d have to say that my favorite track is number three,” he says.
“Would you believe that it’s mine too?” I say proudly. He smiles back at me.
“Ok, let’s go pay, and then we need to get your fine ass to work,” he says heading towards the register and that red-haired bitch. Crap, the time went by so fast. It seems like we barely did anything today and already our time together is almost over.
I follow him to the counter, and little miss red is eye fucking him. She sees me glaring at her and instantly stops, with a grim look on her face. Ha, you’re smart after all. You know when you’ve been defeated.
He thanks her and walks over to me, grabbing my hand. I can’t help but get in one last word before we leave. “Bye Gina. It was so nice meeting you.” I wave over my shoulder. I can hear her say, “It’s Sabrina, actually. Bitch,” under her breath. I chuckle, getting a kick out of antagonizing her.
“Damn, you don’t quit do you? I’m pretty sure she took the hint,” he says. I look at him sharply, worried that I’ve crossed the line, but he’s still smiling. Thank God!
“Well you’re mine now, and I don’t like other women eye humping the shit out of you. I’m the only one who can do that,” I grumble.
“You can do a hell of a lot more than that. If I remember correctly, you took every inch of me into your mouth last night. Whenever you want to repeat that again, just let me know, baby,” he says huskily. Shit, I want him in my mouth now!
“How much time do we have before I have to go into work?” I ask in a rush.
He grabs his phone, checking the clock. “About twenty minutes.”
I grab his hand, dragging him across the street to Leo’s. “Why are we in a hurry, Emma? I just told you how much time we have,” he says confused. I don’t reply, because I want it to be a surprise.
We reach the bar and rush inside. I don’t see Leo or Lucas right away, thank God, and pull Aiden towards the back near the bathrooms.
“What are we…,” he says, not finishing his sentence. Yeah, I think he gets the idea now. I glance inside the women’s restroom and see if any of the stalls are occupied. Not one person in sight. Hell
yes!
I pull him inside and into one of the stalls. He looks at me with wonder in his eyes. “Fuck Emma, I don’t need you on your knees in a bathroom stall. When I said I wanted to be in your mouth, it didn’t need to be now.”
“Trust me on this. There is no place that I would rather be right now. I want you to come in mouth, so I can taste you all night when I’m working. I want to remember the look on your face when I make you lose control, Aiden,” I say looking up at him from my knees.
“Shit, this is crazy,” he says chuckling.
To my surprise, he unzips himself and his length bursts from his pants. He’s well beyond the point of being hard and ready for me. He puts his hand behind my head and guides my open mouth around his cock. I take all of him inside of me and begin sucking slowly. He moans quietly, probably afraid some women will come in and wonder what the hell is going on in this stall. Maybe I should put a sign on the door saying, Blowjob in progress, stall available momentarily. Sorry for any inconvenience.
He keeps his hand steady on my head and controls the pace, slamming his cock into the back of my throat. He picks up the pace and says my name softly. I can tell that he’s close his release, so I make sure to bring out the big guns. I gently cup his balls, and he groans even louder, trying to muffle the sounds. He starts making jerking movements, as my eyes seal shut in anticipation.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” he grits out. I feel the warm, thick liquid hit my tongue. I grab his ass, my fingernails biting into his flesh as I taste him. “Swallow baby. That’s it. Take all of me.” He keeps pulsing into my mouth, and I swallow the final drops of him.
When he’s finished, he removes himself from me and zips up his pants. He pulls me up off of the floor and kisses me deeply, licking my tongue. “Damn, baby. I can taste me on you. You have no idea how hot that made me, just thinking about my cum in your mouth all night. You’re amazing,” he says with awe. Oh, great. I’ve created a monster. Now he’ll want me on my knees all the time. Who am I kidding? I don’t mind being in that position in the slightest.
He grabs his phone and looks up at me. “Well, we’ve got about ten minutes, so I better get started.”
What the fuck?! He drops to his knees and touches my bare legs. Holy shit, he’s going to go down on me! Right here, right now?! His fingers quickly trail their way up my dress, and he rips off my lace panties. Wow, did that just happen?! It’s like they were made of paper. He takes them, stuffing them into his pocket. He wraps my leg around his shoulder, letting it dangle over his back. He presses his nose against my center, inhaling deeply. I shudder from the contact. “God, you smell good. I can’t wait to eat your pussy.”
Before I can respond with something sexy, he plunges his tongue inside of me. Fuck that feels good. His tongue is so deep, I can barely catch my breath. He starts sucking on my clit, biting it lightly, knowing exactly how I like it. The bottom of my dress makes its way around my waist, and I feel my bare ass hit the cold surface of the bathroom door. I gasp in awe of what’s happening. Who knew bathroom head could be this good?
I grab his hair and push him closer to my center, controlling the pace just as he did. I continue to fuck his mouth, feeling a storm of pleasure developing inside me. He hastily halts his penetration, pulling his tongue out of me. I look down at him through glazed eyes, wondering why he stopped. “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do to you, Emma. Beg me,” he says harshly. I close my eyes, curling my hands over the top of the stall door.
“I want you to lick me, Aiden. Shove your tongue deep inside of me. Make me come in your mouth, Aiden. Please,” I moan, rubbing my legs together. He groans loudly but doesn’t say another word.
He moves my legs apart roughly, shoving one of his fingers inside of me. The air leaves my lungs, and I grip the door brutally, making the hinges screech in protest. He plunges his finger in and out, piercing my clit with his tongue. He licks me over and over, and I start to convulse around him. The waves of the orgasm keep surging through me, and I slap my hand over my mouth to keep myself quiet. My ass bangs against the door, as I shudder my final release.
Slowly the orgasm subsides, and I rest my head against the door, fully sated. Aiden withdraws his tongue from me and puts my dress back in place. He stands up and kisses my lips with a grin on his face. I try to speak but all I can say is, “Um, wow.”
He chuckles, wiping me from his face. “I think you’re going to have a tough time working tonight, baby. I think I almost killed you with that orgasm. Although, I do take great pride in knowing that I’m still on your tongue, and you won’t be able to walk because of me.” Damn, my body feels so amazing right now. I try to think of a witty reply but fail miserably.
“Fuck, you being speechless is a first. I can’t decide which Emma I like better; the loud one or the mute,” he says, and I punch his arm playfully. “Ouch, ok. I like you both. Just don’t hurt me!” he lifts up his hands in mock surrender.
“Ugh, I won’t make any tips tonight Aiden, and it’s all your fault! I’ll be too incoherent to give any good service. Probably mess up a bunch of orders. Damn you and that snake-like tongue of yours!” I say smiling.
“Well, at least your energy was put to a good cause. And if I remember right, sucking me off in the bathroom was all your idea, brat. I was just being a gentleman, giving you what you gave me” he says laughing.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re a real gentleman; compromising me in the bathroom. You should be ashamed!” I say. As much as I would love to stay in here with him, I’ve got a job to do. I open the bathroom door, making sure we don’t have any unwanted company.
“Ok, I’ll walk out of here casually and then tap on the door twice to tell you the coast is clear to come out, ok?” I say to him.
“You make it seem like were doing some top secret activities in here. I feel like James Bond or something,” he says, laughing at me.
“Knock it off, smartass,” I say laughing too.
I walk outside the bathroom and see no one in sight. Whew! I knock twice and as Aiden comes out of the restroom, I see Lucas walk by the hallway. He stops for a second to wave, but then sees Aiden right behind me. Shit, I’m sure this doesn’t look good. Not at all.
Chapter 8
“Shit,” I say so only Aiden can hear me.
“Hey, Em. Aiden,” Lucas says as we walk out of the hallway. Em? He bestowed a wonderful new nickname for me already? Just peachy.
“Hey, Lucas,” Aiden and I say at the same time. I look up at Aiden puzzled. Of course they know each other. He goes to this bar frequently and seems friendly with his dad, Leo. Double shit.
“Watcha guys doing over here? Get lost, Em?” Lucas asks with a smirk on his face. You know what we were doing, you troublemaker.
“Emma was feeling lightheaded, so I took her to the bathroom. Didn’t want her getting dizzy during her shift,” Aiden says, looking at Lucas. Wow, did I hear possessive tone in his voice?
“If you’re not feeling well, I can talk to my dad and see if you can take the night off,” he says looking at me, completely ignoring Aiden. I start to protest, but Aiden interrupts me.
“She’s fine. I took care of her,” he says with barely disguised sexual innuendo. Jesus, how embarrassing! This is only my second day on the job, and I have to be humiliated in front of the boss’s son. Just great!
“Don’t worry about it, Lucas. I feel much better now, and I don’t want to miss work. I just barely started working here,” I say, finally able to get a word out. Thanks a lot, Aiden.
“Ok, well if you need to sit down at all tonight to take a break, just let me know. I’ll see you over at the bar. Later, Aiden,” Lucas says. Aiden just nods a goodbye.
I start to turn to Aiden to ask him what that was all about. “Really fucking nice! Not only do I have to worry about random men hitting on you, I have to worry about the owner’s son. Did you see the way he was looking at you?! I can’t imagine how he looks at you when I’m not around,” he says running a hand
through his hair. “Do you guys have something going on?” he asks me sharply. Shit, now I have to get myself out of this mess. I’m sure as hell not telling him that I tried to use Lucas as a way get over him. I naively encouraged Lucas yesterday, and now I’m paying the price. God, can’t a girl make a mistake without it coming back to bite her in the ass?
“Aiden calm down. Lucas is totally harmless. We’re just friends and co-workers. From what I’ve seen, he flirts with all women. If for some reason he pays more attention to me, it’s only because I have all my teeth and don’t look like a meth head. Jesus, some of the women who come into this place are rough!” I say trying to lighten the situation. He looks over at me, and I see the tension leave his face. Thank God!
“I guess I was worried, because we just started dating and I felt like he was baiting me. I can see your point though, and you’re probably right. Like I said before, I don’t like this jealous streak that has seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. It’s fucking controlling my rationality. Lucas is a good guy from what I’ve seen, but if he touches you…” he says trailing off. “Just stay away from him, Emma,” he says quietly. God, this protective side of him is so hot; unnecessary but fucking hot.
“I’ll make sure to tell him that you’re my boyfriend, and that I’m off limits. Is that ok?” I ask, hoping to appease him.
“Also throw in how big my cock is and how I’m the best sex you’ve ever had. Oh, and the fact that I gave you the unsurpassed oral of your life in that bathroom. That should do it,” he says with a satisfactory smirk.
“Oh, stop it, Aiden,” I say playfully slapping him, still mortified from the encounter with Lucas. I look over to the bar, and Lucas is now serving drinks to a few guys. I guess I better head over and help out.
I look up at Aiden wistfully. “Ok, I’m going over to start my shift. I’ll see you at midnight?” He doesn’t reply. He just looks down at me with lust in his eyes. He grabs my body and shoves me up against him. He kisses my mouth fiercely, silently claiming it. Oh Aiden, why do you have to make it so hard to walk away?
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