Well guys, here we go. The second installment of Mind Games.
Let me know what you think!
Chapter 1 - Dean
Dean sat on the leather sofa in the living room of his apartment with a beer in one hand and another on the head of the female that so graciously invited herself over after a night with the guys at the Wildflower Bar. It didn't take much for him to get a simple lay at the end of the night. All he really had to do was flash those baby blue eyes and smile that greedy and hungry smile that made the woman flock in drones.
"Oh fuck, Darling…" he groaned low once her tongue made contact with his straining cock. He hadn't even gotten the girls name and like many before her, darling was the safest way to make a girl feel really special and not just another notch in his proverbial belt. Tilting his head up towards the ceiling he gave out another moan and slowly began to rise and lower his hips test out her reaction. He wasn't a small man by any means and usually by minute five the chick in question would stop and complain about her jaw or some other kind of excuse just to get him to do all the work. Not tonight, tonight he was going to enjoy himself and if his chick, Bambii, Barbie…whatever her name was would have to do it all and he would do nothing.
"Dean..." her soft song bird whispered and all Dean could do was sigh as he watched with an annoyed expression plastered across his face. 'And right on time…' he mentally told himself.
"Yes, Darling?" he replied in a dull tone.
"I don't think I can continue this, maybe we should do something different." She rubbed her jaw then crawled up to his neck as she left a trail of clothed kisses against his chest. He hadn't really got a good look at her before and now that he saw her in plain view she wasn't half bad. She had a nice set of tits that popped deliciously out of that way to small tee-shirt and that was really all he cared for. The rat's nest of processed red dyed hair didn't do much, and that overdone makeup was unnecessary. But what did he care, at the end of the night all he truly cared was that he got his dick wet and then went about his night. Letting out an audible sigh, he pushed the chick to the side of the couch so he could place his beer onto the table and grab the silver foiled package that he threw towards her.
The small square foiled package landed beside her bare thigh "Aren't you going to do this part?" she purred before crawling back towards him and nipping at his neck.
Clasping her shoulders softly he pulled her away and planted a messy kiss against her lips "You're a big girl, I'm sure you can figure out how to rip a package open or is that too difficult?" he said bluntly.
The girl giggled softly and playfully pouted as she ran finger up his clothed chest "Why don't you show me how it's done?"
Dean inwardly rolled his eyes "fine." Reaching the package he was quick to rip it open, and then roll it over his length. Meanwhile the girl had already undressed and was now sitting next to him, waiting for the signal for her to ride.
No words were spoken when Dean had pressed his back against the couch and watched the girl yank at his pants to pull them down so they now lie against his ankles. She hadn't even bothered with his shirt before draping her leg over his hips and hardened length then slowly gliding herself onto him, almost immediately she started moaning. Dean wasn't an idiot, he knew what it would take a girl to actually moan before him and right now, this chick was faking it. This went on for about ten minutes, and it didn't seem like it was going to end anytime soon. Not that the chick couldn't get him off. It was just the way she moaned a breathless moan and whispered 'how big he was' and 'how she could do this all day'. It was like she was trying to impress him, as if to make up for something that he clearly couldn't see. All he could really see was the way her hips bucked back and forth deliciously on his cock, and her chest that he couldn't keep his hands off of. He needed to clear his mind and, ignore the sounds of her moaning and just feel the rhythm of their bodies joining as one. Tilting his head back so that it rest onto the couch he let out a hiss and then closed his eyes to enjoy the ride.
The sound of his cellphone chiming brought him back to attention, and with a frustrated groan he reached for it and looked at the caller ID. 'Eliza…' he mentally told himself, then grinned.
"Well…" the woman moaned she hadn't stopped riding him even as he reached for his phone "are you…going to get that?" she ended with a genuine moan caused by the change of position.
Nodding, he let out his own groan before hitting the answer button "Hello." His voice changed, instead of the shaking groans that escaped now smooth like he just finished a work out.
"I didn't catch you at a bad time did I?" Eliza soft voice asked
Just the sound of her voice made his dick twitch inside of the female who still rode him. He could see that she wanted to let out another moan. Dean watched as her eyes closed, and her mouth opened to release a quiet groan but managed to stop her before it could be audible.
"Not at all, what's up?" a grin played across his face, this was too easy. Wrapping his free arm around the female's waist he pulled her into him and sat up straight. That small movement caused her to let out a small whimper.
Eliza sucked in a deep breath "Remember when I was telling you about my friend that other night?" She paused like she was waiting for his response. That night hadn't gone according to plan. The kiss they shared, the way her body fit perfect against his. It was a night that he regretted but on the other hand wished it never ended. He wished they went through with it and not her running back to Roman.
"Yeah, your roommate right?" he asked trying to remember the chicks name. Had Eliza ever told him?
"Mariana, and yeah she's my roommate. Well, I wanted to give you her number. I mean what I said; I think you two would get along really well." The sound of Roman's voice could be heard in the background "her number is 245-0987, call her sometime. "
He glanced over at the coffee table to check for a pen but was only greeted by the foil package and his half-drunk beer "Can you actually just text me the number?"
"Ah, sure, yeah I can do that. But I should get going." Eliza said happily.
The female ahead of him let out a small groan and shifted her hips in a way that made Dean's eyes roll to the back of his head, all thoughts now thrown out the window. He managed with a low gruff voice to say "Alright, talk to you later." Not waiting for Eliza to end the call first he hung up and threw the phone towards the other end of the couch.
"Welcome back." The female cooed against his ear.
Clenching both hands onto her hips he guided her to thrust faster causing quiet skin on skin sounds. This caused the female to genuinely moan aloud as he continued to thrust his hips into her. The movements had lasted only a few more minutes before she arched her back and he dug his nails into her hips as they base came in unison.
"Why don't we go to bed…" the woman whispered against his neck before dropping small kisses.
"Sure thing, Darling." He replied, with his hands still firmly pressed against her hips he kicked his jeans off then hooked his hand just below the females butt before lifting her off the couch so he could stand.
He would call Eliza's friend, but tonight. Tonight was all about now and right now he was getting ready for round two.
Mariana
"Men can just suck it. Like suck it hard." Mariana yelled across the table where Sarah and Cassidy sat with their drinks in hand.
This had become a regular thing for Mariana. Go out with the girls and forget all about Travis and his broken promises. She had actually believed him when he said that Lynne was nothing but a controlling woman who wanted him just as some kind of trophy. Even the thought of it now made her head shake in disgust. She should have seen it from the beginning, the reason as to why he needed to stay and then them getting engaged. That was just a master plan for their security in their future, to make sure they would be stable enough to live the life Travis had envisioned. Little did she know his vision was not just Mariana but Lynne as well, a really have your cake and eat it to scenario.
"Mar's just because you had one jackass doesn't mean all guys are like that." Sarah smiled weakly then patted her friends hand in hopes that would ease the pain Mariana was feeling.
"And, think about it this way. You dated a pretty shitty guy, haven't we all? But you can take from this experience and make sure it never happens again. I know it sucks that you had to go through this and I know you're hurting. But there are other guys out there, not just Travis." Cassidy added she was always the wise one. The one that could show you the light at the end of the tunnel to see it's not that bad when you get there.
Taking her almost empty glass of vodka and cranberry she downed it fast and swift before slamming the glass back onto the table "You're right. Why should I let this guy win? Why should I let him affect me the way he does, I mean he's probably back with Lynne anyway." Her chest noticeably heaved by the mention of Lynne, who just so happened to be Eliza's boyfriends sister.
"And who cares if he is. It's her own damn fault if she took back a scumbag like Travis." Sarah snorted a sharp laugh before taking a sip of her drink.
"Yeah…" Mariana blew out a saddened breath "I guess. But…" she was about to give a reason as to why Travis wasn't that bad of a guy but was drowned out by the loud thud of the new song that began to play. Cassidy stood up and smiled bright "Let's dance!" grabbing a hold of Mariana and Sarah's hand she pulled them towards the now crowded dance floor. They danced through four songs and Mariana couldn't be happier. The music flowed through her like silken caramel oozing onto a dollop of ice cream, her hips swayed slowly and her arms rose up in the air as everyone did. Who care about Travis, she was free. Free to do whatever she wanted, be whoever she wanted to be and do who ever she wanted to do. As if knowing she felt a pair of hands rest onto her hips and pulled her close to a very warm, and for that a very muscular chest. It didn't help that she was very extremely intoxicated and for that yearning for a companion in the bed.
"I like your moves." The man whispered hot into her ear making her eyes roll slightly.
She pushed the tresses of blonde hair from one side to the other before licking her lips and smiling "Thanks…I guess." Even through her inebriated state she sounded like a bitch, but she didn't care. From what she saw, guys liked it. Like it was some kind of quest to get the pretty girls attention, desperation at its finest, she thought. Tilting her head so that she could get a better look at the mystery guy now grinding against her made her eyes widen. Surprised was not the right word to explain the man behind her. He was definitely not the kind of guy she would go for; he was a tanned, tall guy, in his what she thought thirties. His hair was closely buzzed to the scalp, eyes the colour of aqua blue and that damn smile that almost made her melt on the spot.
"Hi…" she staggered out. 'Hi…' mentally she cursed herself 'what the hell…say something else, hurry say something. Oh god, he's so hot.' On the outside she gave a seductive smile, like it was second nature to her. But on the inside it was a constant battle of thinking of the right thing to say vs the wrong thing to say.
"Hey" he smiled crookedly then ended by laughing softly "Having a good night?"
The music thudded louder and masked Mariana's response, so she nodded then got herself together as they danced. The night was mostly spent with this mystery guy while Sarah and Cassidy had since gone back to their seat as they drank another round. They were both happy, yet furious that Mariana had moved on so quickly to the next guy, but they knew she was well liquored that it didn't matter what thoughts were going through her mind, because at the end of the day Travis would come flooding back into her head like a ton of bricks that refused to move. That was why they were furious, she couldn't move on and be happy. Travis was 'the one' that 'lit her the darkened day' far too many romance novel references were made by Mariana. Like the words written in those books could come true in the real life. Boy was she wrong and the girls as best as they could say 'he's not the one' tried to make her see the truth of it all. He was not the one, never was and never would be.
"We should probably take her home." Sarah yelled and pointed over at Mariana who was now lip locking the guy that now had his hands planted against her stomach making her shirt ride up so that her belly was exposed.
"Jeeze, yeah let's take her home." Cassidy was already standing and walking over to Mariana by the time Sarah could register what was happening. Placing a hand onto Mariana's arm Cassidy yelled over the music "Hey, we have to get going. Come on, Mars."
Mariana pulled away from the mysteries guys lips and glanced over at Cassidy "But I'm having fun." She pouted then was about to go back to kissing the stranger.
"Come on. Sorry, ugh…" Sarah said looking up at the handsome stranger with a puzzled like expression.
"Randy and no problem." Looking down at Mariana he smiled "Call me sometime." Dropping his hand to dig into his pocket he handed her a business card.
Mariana took the card and smiled as she looked down at the name sprawled in golden cursive 'Randy Orton', she hadn't even asked the guy his name before going right to making out with him. Feeling the flush of her cheeks turn a pinkish colour she fanned the card then said "I'm Mariana by the way, kind of failed to mention that at the beginning."
His laugh was low but loud enough for her to hear it clear as though the music was not blaring loudly against cheering people, however as he spoke she couldn't hear a word of what he said and instead was pulled away from him and now was being led to the exit where more oncoming people were entering. Waving weakly she motioned that she'd call him and then spun around to continue walking outside into the fresh nights air. Her blonde hair instantly stuck to her sweaty to her face, she hadn't realized how warm it was inside until the cool air hit her skin causing goose pimples to form.
"Looks like you had a good night." Cassidy yelled a little too loud due to the dull ringing that pierced her ears.
Smiling Mariana looked up and the sky and nodded "For once I forgot what it was like to be a heartbroken girl and instead had the best night of my life. Thank you girls, I really needed this."
"Yeah, well…" Sarah began to say before linking arms with Mariana and Cassidy as they walked down the street "Sometimes you just need a night for yourself. Plus you had a hunky guy all over you. You think you'll call him?" Deep down Sarah wanted her to say yes, and to forget the man that broke her heart. In Sarah's eyes, Travis wasn't worth the air they breathe, okay that was a little dramatic but with the amount of alcohol filtering through her system it fit just right for that moment.
Mariana shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly "I might. We'll see. I don't really go for the tatted up kind of guys. But my god he smelt like pure man." She ended by groaning inwardly.
Cassidy hailed a cab before rolling her eyes playfully "Just call him, see what happens and if everything goes well, great. If not at least you dipped your toe into the dating pool."
The cab pulled up beside them and Cassidy opened the door to usher Mariana and Sarah to go before her. She had quickly spat out her address knowing full well they would make a reason to stay at her place and they were on their way.
The ride was longer then needed and Mariana had rest her head against Sarah's shoulder "I just want to be happy…Is that so much to ask?" her words came out of nowhere due to her drunken state. Sarah patted her friends knee and whispered back "Trust me; there is a guy out there that will make you happy. I know it."
The next morning Mariana woke up to Robert Palmers song 'some like it hot' blaring in her ear "ugh..." she groaned before reaching for her phone with closed eyes, hitting the answer button she sucked a ragged breath "Hello?" she answer, her voice sounded like she had smoke three packs of cigarettes and not that she had screamed singed songs over the loud music from the night before.
"Ah, hey...Is this Mariana?" the smooth voice said on the other end.
Perking up Mariana sat up straight causing the room to spin round and round "Yeah, who's this?" she asked clearing her throat.
"Dean, Eliza's friend." he said flatly like she should know who this stranger was and not just a random guy calling out of the blue.
Running a hand through her matted blonde hair, she made a humming sound before saying "Never heard of you. Eliza's not here, you can trying calling her cell." about to hang up without saying goodbye she heard the soft chuckle from the other end.
"No, no. I'm not looking for Eliza. Eliza set us up. She said you were a cool chick and that I should call you." he lazily replied with the soft chuckle that followed along.
Shaking her head in disbelief, Eliza would tell her that she was being setup and not just spring this random call onto her, right? Scrubbing the palm of her hand over her face, she let out an exasperated breath "She did, huh? And what did she say? To call me, to ask me on a date because I need a guy to keep me happy?" She hadn't meant to sound this cold over the phone. Especially to a guy she hadn't even known. Why was it Eliza's job to make her happy? Why did Eliza think that it would be okay for her to 'set her up' when she didn't need it. Randy was reason enough to back her claim.
"Wait? What? No, she just..." he began to explain himself but was stopped short.
"Look I'm sure you're a great guy and all. But I'm not interested, okay? Is that clear enough for you?" she snapped a little to harshly as she heard the deep inhale from the other end. She really was a bitch at times, and right now this guy didn't deserve the lashing he got.
"Yeah, whatever. Bye." he snapped right back before hanging up on her.
Lowering the phone from her ear she looked at it, the screen now black she saw the person looking back at her "God what is wrong with me?" she asked herself while flicking the phone back on to call Eliza. She had some explaining to do.
The 2nd chapter will be posted tonight. I couldn't wait any longer and wanted you guys to at least read something.
