Choosing Him

by Liliana Rhodes

  Her mind turned back to her gorgeous neighbor and she felt guilty. She reminded herself that Ryan didn't want a relationship so it was ok for her to think about French Superman living down the hall. She didn't even know his name.

  Emily drove slowly on Ryan's street as she looked for the house numbers. She pulled up in front of his small, white house, not much larger than a cottage, then checked herself in the visor mirror.

  She walked up to the house and noticed the lights weren't on inside. She quickly checked the address and mentally cursed the place for looking like most of the other houses on the street. There was nothing to distinguish his home from the others. She was definitely at the right place though. She reached for the doorbell then remembered he told her to let herself in.

  She slowly turned the door handle, expecting it to be locked but it wasn't. As the door opened she saw in the middle of the room was a large quilt spread out over the carpeted floor. Around the entire living room were lit votive candles, the only source of light. The room which was previously functional and devoid of any style, was suddenly romantic. She stood in the doorway of Ryan's home in shock.

  As her eyes scanned the room, she finally saw Ryan standing by the arched doorway that separated the living and dining rooms. He wore a pair of loose fitting jeans and an unbuttoned white cotton shirt. She couldn't believe how hot he looked. His muscles looked tight and enticing. Her eyes traveled down his chest and followed a small trail of hair that disappeared into his jeans. She couldn't help but notice he was so buffed, his hip bones protruded a little. It was always something she found sexy in men and immediately made her think of sex. He held two bottles of beer and smiled at her.

  "Hey Kid, come in."

  She closed the door behind her and tried to evaluate what was going on. She'd never had a non relationship with a guy, but she didn't think calling her to come over and then surprising her with a candlelit room was normal. She never expected any romance at all. She put her handbag down on the couch and noticed there was soft music playing.

  "Wow. What's all this?"

  "Well I had some plans that didn't work out so I figured I'd invite you over."

  Emily was confused. She thought about what he said and wondered if the romantic candlelights were for someone else. She took a beer from him and sat down looking at the dark green bottle that felt cold in her hands. She thought she told him last time she detested beer, that she only drank it out of curiosity when she was over his house but maybe she didn't. She set the beer down on a side table.

  "I'm really glad you came over. I was hoping you would call."

  Now she didn't know what to think. She figured she was probably over thinking things as usual and should just relax and go with it. Ryan was after all an incredibly sexy and handsome man. She spent weeks trying to get to know him and here she was in his romantic, candlelit home. She shouldn't think so much about it.

  Ryan sat next to her on the small couch. He drank his beer and gazed at her. He had a smoldering kind of look that made her feel warm all over.

  "I'm thinking about getting rid of the couch. Make more room in here."

  "But then where will visitors sit?"

  "I don't get many visitors. You could just sit on my lap."

  He patted his lap and she couldn't help but giggle. He made her feel like a young girl. She propped herself on his lap, using her legs to distribute her weight some. A bad thing about feeling young was that it seemed she lost most of her confidence around him. She just never knew what to think with him.

  "What are you doing? Relax Kid."

  He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to him. She could feel the outline of his hard, muscled body against her and all her worries melted away. He began to kiss her neck as his large hand slid up her back.

  His caresses were so strong, so demanding, she immediately felt her body respond. Her entire body relaxed and she moved her hands up to his face and looked into his green eyes. She could feel the slight growth of stubble along his strong jawline. She tilted her head towards his and kissed his lips delicately, enjoying the soft yet firm feel of his lips.

  He stood up, his arms cradling her, and carried her to the large blue quilt he spread out on the floor. As he laid her down on her back she wrapped her arms tightly around him, wanting to feel the weight of his strong body on top of her. One of his legs slipped between hers and she pulled her leg up so it was resting on his ass.

  It had been months since she had been with a man. The last one was her ex Kyle and it was never that exciting. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest from her excitement and anticipation.

  Ryan lifted himself up onto his knees. Emily sat up and grabbed his collar then slid his shirt off his broad shoulders and down his arms. He helped remove his shirt the rest of the way and then lifted her top up and off her.

  She reached for his jeans and he began to unbutton and remove them so she quickly took hers off too, leaving her in her favorite purple lace bra and panty set. He practically tackled her once he was naked and she laughed as they kissed, their tongues playfully moving in each other's mouths.

  She never felt self conscious with him. He made her feel sexy and wild and she realized that was the real reason she enjoyed last time so much.

  He held her close and laid her back down on top of the quilt as he unhooked her bra at the same time. She felt the weight of her large breasts as he slid the straps down her shoulders and his lips brushed against her skin, as he pulled one of them off her shoulder with his mouth. Once her bra was off he tossed it dramatically to the other side of the room and Emily giggled at him.

  He jumped on top of her with his head in her breasts. One of his legs was between her legs as he laid on his side next to her. His lips moved urgently on the soft skin of her cleavage while he squeezed her breasts with his hands, easily holding them. She felt his thumb slide over her erect nipples and she gasped, surprised with how excited she already was.

  His tongue slid around her nipples and she reached down and pulled her panties off. She was already so horny, she couldn't wait to feel him inside her. Next she reached down and wrapped her hand around his large cock. She began to move her hand along his shaft, sometimes rubbing her palm or her fingers over the soft part of his tip.

  He responded by sucking hard on her nipples. Her breath was fast and she could hear his breathing coming faster. She felt like the past two weeks was just foreplay and they were both ready to just fuck.

  She shifted her body and got her leg on the other side of him so he was between her legs. Grabbing his dick again, she moved it so he was pressing against her entrance. She felt in complete control until he grabbed her hands and lifted them up, onto the bed where he held them.

  He kissed her again, this time rougher, more forcefully and she kissed him back. She tried to move her hands but it was no use, he was stronger than her. She would have to accept that she couldn't touch him.

  He pulled away from their kiss, both of them out of breath, him still holding her hands against the bed.

  "You really need to learn to relax. Let someone else take care of things," he said then he winked at her.

  She felt herself blush as she thought about last time. They kissed again and she felt his hands loosen their hold on her. His fingers caressed her hands then he gently slid his fingers between hers, intertwining them.

  As they held hands she felt the tip of his member press harder against her. She wrapped her legs around his body and he slowly inched inside of her. His lips still on hers but no longer roughly as they were before. He let out a long breath of air as his thick cock fully entered her.

  She moaned feeling him inside her. Her fingers closed tightly around his hands as she felt his hips begin to thrust into her repeatedly. He kissed her slowly, sometimes pulling away from her mouth to kiss along her neck.

  She moved her hips in rhythm with his. She felt a chill run up her back and into her neck. She knew she would feel the pressure begin to build inside of her
as her orgasm began to build. She had never come with a man inside her before and couldn't wait to experience it.

  She closed her eyes for a moment and simply enjoyed the sensation of his cock entering her over and over. He began to move his hips faster and she moaned as she felt the pressure of her orgasm build even faster.

  He let go of one of her hands and arched himself up a little before gliding his hand down her arm and over her breasts slowly as his hand travelled down her belly. He shifted his hand then rubbed his thumb over her clit.

  She immediately began to writhe. She moved her hips faster as she felt like she lost complete control. Her breathing came faster. She continued to hold his hand but her other hand grabbed onto the back of his neck as if her life depended on it.

  Suddenly she cried out and felt the pressure that had built so quickly inside her, release as she gasped. Her orgasm consumed her body and as she felt her pussy begin to pulse, he let out a low growl and a hiss as he came inside her.

  He thrusted a few more times inside of her until he started kissing her again, slowly. She felt all her doubts and confusion melt away as he held her close again, her soft voluptuous body pressed against his muscular body.

  They laid there perfectly still for a while as he held her. Emily felt happy, satisfied. She felt herself begin to fall asleep when Ryan spoke.

  "I have to get up early tomorrow. Hope you don't mind but I'm going to bed"

  As she nodded she wondered if he would let her stay the night and she thought he might since she was already there and it was after midnight. He got up and blew out all the candles. She looked around for her lingerie and as she picked it up he spoke again.

  "Thanks for coming over. That was fun."

  She felt confused again. Fun?? But she said nothing since she didn't know what to say.

  "You really should get going," he said.

  "I'm just looking for my clothes," she shot back.

  Emily felt angry and hurt but knew she couldn't blame him. She remembered again about how he swore he didn't want a relationship. How he was just looking to spend a good time with someone.

  She thought she could do it. She thought she could just have a fuck buddy, but whether it was mixed messages or her own hopes that he'd change his mind, she accepted that was not the kind of girl she was.

  "I had a great time Kid. Give me a call again when you want to get together."

  She nodded and tried to cover up her sadness and embarrassment by acting like she didn't care, that she expected this all along. She forced herself to keep her cool despite how used she started to feel. She quickly got dressed and left his house as soon as she could, promising herself that she'd never call him again. And she'd never be stupid enough to think she could have sex without emotion.

  Once she was back home, she took the elevator up to her floor and noticed a small white box sitting outside her door. She picked up the box and pulled off a handwritten note that was taped to it.

  Beautiful Emily,

  I was disappointed you left so quickly. I'd love to take you out sometime. Make it up to you for your help and get to know you. In the meantime please enjoy these chocolate truffles, I made them especially for you.

  –Jacques

  Emily popped a truffle into her mouth and it melted on her tongue. She never tasted chocolate so rich yet light before, she thought she was in Heaven. She brought the box inside her condo and had another truffle. She closed the box and noticed a label on the bottom . Belle Chocolat.

  She opened up her laptop and searched the name and found their website. She immediately clicked on it and made a mental note of its location – two blocks from her job. As the site loaded she took off her shoes and made up her mind that she was done going after guys. Even this gorgeous French Superman, she wanted to be sure he was into her before she made an ass of herself again.

  She briefly thought about Ryan but shoved him out of her head as she walked back over to her laptop. She could hear romantic French music coming from the website and sat down to look at it. Her French Superman, Jacques, was standing on his website holding a sign that said 'Emily: Please click and listen'.

  She covered her mouth with her hand. She was shocked. She quickly clicked the sign and a video of Jacques making truffles in his restaurant kitchen began with his speaking.

  "Hi. I'm sure plenty of people who are not Emily clicked this. Since I'm not sure Emily will even see this, I will tell you about her. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and she is my neighbor. I invited her in for a drink and she turned me down. What was I thinking asking such a beautiful creature to my home like that? I know better how to treat a lady so I made her truffles hoping she would forgive me and visit my site. Now everyone else please go away."

  Emily laughed knowing that if anyone other than her was watching this, there was no way they would shut it off. She waited for Jacques to continue the video and watched as he get down on his knees.

  "Emily, beautiful flower, Emily. Please join me for dinner and music tomorrow night. I will pick you up at 7pm. If this is good for you please click this box right here. If not I will be sad but I'll respect your decision."

  She stared at the screen for a moment. She never had anyone make such a fuss over her before. He didn't even know her! She thought about his blue eyes and how she could easily get lost in them. She didn't need to think about it. She would love to get to know Jacques better and was looking forward to it. She moved her mouse to the box and clicked it.

  Even though the night hadn't turned out how she wanted, she felt good about it. The truffles and Jacques helped her forget how used she felt earlier. She would've been fine without a man in her life, but she enjoyed the attention. Especially when it came from a man as gorgeous as Jacques.

  She couldn't wait to go out with Jacques and get to know him better. She was sure it was the perfect thing to help her completely get over Ryan and she knew Jacques would show her an amazing time. She couldn't be happier.

  Choosing Him

  Emily

  Emily pulled a black pony tail holder from her handbag and grimaced at the mess.

  "Time to clean this out!" She said out loud to herself as she pulled her auburn hair back into a pony tail.

  Laying her bag on the large granite kitchen counter she began pulling out the mess of paper and receipts she always stashed in her bag. She wasn't a messy person but her handbag was always cluttered. As she pulled out a handful of paper, a business card fell onto the floor.

  "You dropped something Em," Sophie said as she entered the kitchen and stooped down to pick up the card with her perfectly manicured hand. She flipped it over and read the name. "Ryan? I'm surprised you still have this after what you told me."

  "Don't give it too much meaning Sophie. I also have a receipt in here for a burger I ate last week." Emily waved a piece of paper from her handbag and set it on top of the pile she cleared out of her bag. She briefly glanced at Ryan's business card then back at Sophie. "Maybe I overreacted."

  "Are you kidding me? No, no way! I'll give you that his inviting you over, the candlelight and all that was one thing, but he basically threw you out afterwards. Has he even called? It's been weeks!" Sophie motioned with her hands as she spoke.

  Emily didn't think she'd ever seen her friend so upset before. Usually Emily was the emotional one of the two of them, but since Sophie's apartment got flooded, she had been much more animated.

  "It's been almost a month and no, he hasn't called." Emily shrugged. "We going for our walk? I've never known someone to take so long to put on workout clothes." She hoped that Sophie wouldn't notice the change of subject. She couldn't admit to her that she hadn't stopped thinking about Ryan and was thinking of calling him.

  "Well staying with you means a whole new neighborhood of men so I need to look good." Sophie laughed as she twirled around in her royal blue shorts and color block tank top.

  Emily dramatically rolled her eyes at her tall, thin blonde friend then burst out
laughing. There was never a shortage of men around Sophie. Emily was pretty sure Sophie could wear a potato sack and still get every man's full attention.

  Emily smoothed the bottom hem of her black tee shirt down over her hips before putting her hands into the pockets of her black yoga pants. She always made it a habit to wear black. Black was slimming and if she was going to be working out with Sophie, she needed all the help she could get.

  Emily was usually confident in her appearance but there was something about sweating next to Sophie that made Emily feel even larger than the "big girl" her doctor said she was. She thought about the way the yoga pants clung to her curves. Earlier the thought the pants accentuated her ass nicely, now she was beginning to feel self conscious and she tugged at her tee shirt as she secretly hoped it covered more than it did.

  As the elevator approached their floor, Emily and Sophie stepped forward expecting it to be empty as usual, but instead nearly crashed into Jacques. He wore a pair of tan khakis with a sky blue polo than complemented his eyes.

  "Ah ha! My favorite neighbor!" His accent was undeniably French and very sexy. Lately Emily found she had the bad habit of blushing whenever she heard him speak, unfortunately she couldn't control it. "Hello friend of the exquisite Emily." He smiled at Sophie and lowered his head in a slight bow. "You must help me. It seems Emily wont go out to dinner with me. I've asked her over and over but nothing. You will help me, please?"

  Emily felt her face burning. Sophie laughed and looked like she was about to speak but Emily quickly interrupted her.

  "I'm sorry Jacques, I've just been really busy." She grabbed Sophie by the arm and pulled her into the elevator. "I'll talk to you soon, we don't want to lose the light." Emily jabbed at the close door button while Jacques stood watching her, a lopsided grin on his face.