Disclaimer: All characters belong to E.L James
Thank you bostonstrong for catching on that Christian is a bit naive. It's sorta maybe like the roles are reverse from the original story. Ana is more of the sexual being but still remains Ana, she is not a Domme or a sub, but is accustomed to the BDSM lifestyle is all I'm going to say for now.
To the confused guest; Elliot asks Christian every time if he thinks that Christian will find something in this new club Esclava the one that he and Taylor are going to visit; a clue, a start of a trial, anything since Christian has been digging around and coming up empty handed. I'll get to that as the story progresses. Yes. The story is suppose to keep you guessing a bit. The second chapter intro says it all. "The bubble gum trail begins" (I got the idea from a CSI episode) ;) Remember they have nothing, no clue, no traces at all, till bit by bit it starts to build. Like baking or cooking.
Cthewoods since it's suppose to be suspense I wanted to incorporate some humor as well... but I will say that it wasn't always like that. But we'll leave that for the later chapters.
Just wanted to clarify a bit without giving too much away and thank you for your reviews, follows and favorites. Stay Awesome! Love & Cuffs!
Meet Ana
A loud banging sound startles me awake. Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
"Taylor" I yell "If you don't stop that damn banging, I swear I 'm gonna cut off your hand and shove your fucking fingers up your ass. No pun intended. I know it's him I could hear his husky breathing through the door
Boom boom boom
"Good morning sunshine" Taylor cheerfully barges in. What the... What the fuck is he wearing? He's awfully bright this morning, I have to look away.
"What the fuck are you wearing?"
"A track suit" obviously
"No shit, why is it orange?"
"It's safer for pedestrians and drivers to see you" he states matter-of- fact "Aren't we jogging today?"
"What time is it? I groan stretching over to my nightstand for my cell
"Its six" he replies
Great I just had three hours of fucking sleep. My body was tired but my mind kept wondering about Ethan. I'm going to have to man up and talk to Kate about her brother. I doubt she'll give me any information since "I" fucked up her big break. Aren't there more important people that she can annoy. Nah. They probably shut the door on her as well. Wouldn't blame them she is what a dog must feel like with a rash, irritating. Maybe I could throw her a bone and concur to this interview and then have Ros do it at the end. Yes. Yes. I could have Andrea interrupt me claiming there's an family emergency; Ava's goldfish died. What?! That's seriously upsetting for a four year old or maybe...
"I already called Welch at the station" Taylor continues, oblivious to my plans although they were of the Kavenaghs "and asked him for those background checks you demanded, I should have them by this afternoon."
"I did not demand, I texted you how is that demanding?
"You didn't say please or thank you. It was demanding" Is he serious or is he being sarcastic? I never know what way to go with him
"I sit up from the bed and make sure Superman's tuck in place. Wouldn't want Taylor getting a glimpse of him without a cape. "Ava wants us to take her to the zoo today before going to my parents."
"I love the zoo can I bring Sophie?" He expresses
"Of course T. we'll hype them off with sugar and send them off to their parent's"
"She's my daughter dickhead" I give him a toothy smile
"Are you going to my parents as well" I ask him "Gail could meet us there".
"Does a vibrator run on batteries"?
"I wouldn't know Taylor does it?" I'm confused
"Most do. He answers me with all seriousness and leaves the bedroom. What the fuck was that all about? What a weird thing to ask me in my room while I'm still in bed. Did he see Superman? I inwardly cringe. Is he going to my parents or not? Trying to figure out Taylor is like trying to chew glass with no teeth. Excruciating
Finally getting up I make my way towards the bathroom. I brush my teeth and wash my face afterwards. You need to start living my friend. I tell myself looking in the mirror. If this Ethan jerk comes back clean maybe I should let this go. Drying my face off I take a deep long breath. Could she possibly be alive after all this time? Can I really let Eloise go? Would it be for the best? Shuddering at my thoughts I drop the face towel and my pajama pants and peek out before entering my room making sure Taylor didn't decide to come back and show me which vibrators are batterless. Opening my drawers I pull out a pair of sweatpants and a white tee. Taylor's right, it is safer for drivers and pedestrians to see you plus its cloudy out.
Closing the door behind me I hear a ping on my cell. Reaching in my pocket I pull out my phone and see there's an amber alert. Paul Conner. Male. Twelve years old. Green eyes. Light blonde hair. Last seen in Pikes mall. I'll ask Taylor if he knows anything about this.
After my jog with Taylor I quickly shower and make myself a sandwich taking it upstairs to my office. Sitting down behind the desk and turning on my laptop I look up the amber alert that was sent earlier. So young I think to myself doing God knows what with who knows who. What kind of satisfaction could they want with a child? What is the purpose of destroying his innocence, destroying his and his family's life's? Was he by himself at the mall, or with a sibling? Was he scared? I hope for his and his family sake that this child is found safe, unharmed and alive. Hopefully like Eloise will be. No one should have to endure that type of pain.
Closing my eyes I drift back in my chair remembering Eloise. I remember she was so bubbly. So free spirited. She had said she had wanted to become a chef when she was older. "People are always the happiest when their tummy's are the fullest" she used to say. She was constantly in the kitchen with mom. I laugh to myself remembering when she burned dad's cell phone. She had just finished making toast and after hanging up with mom she placed it on top of the toaster forgetting that it was still hot. Dad's phone didn't make it. Carrick first lectured her about the responsibility and dangers in the kitchen then afterwards he laughed it off as a learning experience. Other than moms butter fried chicken her other weakness was sour apple bubblicious. Her green tongue with a mouthful of gum. When we use to play hide and seek me and Elliot would always find her because of the gum wrappers she use to leave behind. Giving Gretchen the maid something to bitch about since she would always find them in her pockets while doing laundry or around the house. God I miss my sister. I loved her once I laid my eyes on her. I remember holding her small fragile form inhaling her baby scent at the hospital the day she was born. I thought she was the most beautiful baby there ever was. With her brown-like copper hair and blue eyes. She looks just like mom. Although I was only four years old, I was still her big brother. I remember that very same day I made a promise to her to always keep her safe. I'm sorry for letting you down Eloise.
Boom boom boom, Taylor's heavy hand pulls me out of my thoughts
Drying my eyes quickly with the back of my hand, clearing my throat I mutter to Taylor to come in
"I have the background check on Kate Kavenagh" Taylor says coming in he looks at me bit warily before handing me the paperwork and continues on "but we have to wait a few days for Ethan's. Welch didn't find anything on him so he has to dig deeper".
Skimmy through it I see nothing out of the ordinary except it claims she's a slut under martial status oh, wait it says single.
"What do you think Taylor?"
"I think we're going to be late for the zoo" Is he making light of the matter knowing what this room holds to me or is he really dense. I smile to myself cause I know he knows what I know.
"I mean about all this?"
"I believe there's something there but we can't know for sure once we have the other background check. His eyes look over my bulletin. "Pretty blonde, is that Kate?"
"Come on," I answer him getting up. "I'll tell you all about her and the soon to be love triangle while we pick up Ava. Is Sophie ready?"
"Downstairs with Gail" we make our way downstairs and get Sophie"s bag and jacket and start to leave
"Grizzly take your raincoat in case it rains." We hear Gail call out while we're heading out. That's her pet name for him, she claims he's hard and soft. TMI Gail "You too Sophie and take your umbrellas". "God forbid you guys get sick"
"How bout me Gail?" I ask her feeling a bit left out.
"Oh honey you're Superman, you don't get wet... I mean sick?" she quickly corrects herself kissing me on the cheek. She turns to go, practically sprinting leaving me stunned and confused in the foyer. Does she know I haven't had sex in awhile? Of course she knows she's married to Taylor. His hard and soft tells her everything.
I shoot Elliot a text to let him know we're heading over there now and to have Ava ready.
"Mom... dad, we're here" I yell opening the front door
"Oh honey how are you, Grace pulls me in a big hug and kisses my cheek, Doing the same to Ava, Sophie and Taylor. "I didn't hear you pull up front. I would've greeted you at the door. My minds all over the place with the house and the cooking" she starts to ramble off nervously, she can't even look me in the eyes. Never wanting us to see the suffering that lies behind them.
"It's fine mom. How are you? I brought your favorite." I smile handing her my peach cobbler pie. Look at me mom, look at me. Share your pain with me.
"Oh, I'm good honey, real good" she turns away quickly walking towards the kitchen. "Don't you start worrying about me, she yells out, "make yourselves comfortable dinner will be served in ten minutes. Ava, Sophie come with Nana so I can wash your hands." Ava and Sophie run towards the kitchen after Grace.
"I saw a lion and a bear and and the monkeys were funny" Ava starts to tell everyone about her day at the zoo, once we're all sitting around the dining table.
"I liked the monkeys too and daddy was trying to take a picture of the gorilla and he kept going back inside in his cave" Sophie says laughing
"He was probably shy with two beautiful princess looking at him, dad explains with a smile and a drink in his hand. Mom is just looking at Ava and Sophie with admiration in her eyes, holding back tears to what could have been. They have these family dinners every Sunday to keep us close together. Watching our family expand and enjoying the ambiance with all the chatter keeps them happy but I also know they crave the distraction to not notice someone's missing.
When all is finished. Gretchen clears the table and goes about to serve dessert. Over hearing their conversations I laugh when I hear Elliot asking Taylor if the monkeys were playing with their bananas." Taylor pats him on the shoulder laughing and Elliot doubles over the table. "Damn T, you got some heavy hands, I don't know either to envy Gail or feel bad for her " Gail and Leila immediately stop their conversation about some Scandel show they watch and join them. Mom is feeding Eric small portions of the mac and cheese and dad is still invested in Ava and Sophie's day at the zoo. Close but far away.
"Christian, what the fuck happened to your famous peach cobbler, it taste like shit" Elliot states once Gretchen served him
"Elliot language" Grace disciplines him
I frown forms on my face when I glance around the table I see everyone with a look of distaste except Ava and Sophie, who are now eating ice cream. Who the fuck brought this out and when? Did they know my pie was going to be ruined? Was this a plan to distract me? I start to look at everyone suspiciously now. Could it have been the maid, the brother, the secretive brunette or the soft bear?
"What did you use differently that would make it taste like this?" Gail asks laughing bringing me out of my thoughts Hmmm I inwardly raise my brow at Gail laughing at the matter that should matter
"I don't know, I take a bite out of the pie and spit it right out onto my plate "I used the same ingredients I've always used. White sugar, lemon juice, orange juice, nutmeg, peaches"
"Peaches", Elliot interrupts me yelling and slamming his hand on the dining table like he just solved the problem "You bought those cans of peaches" Oh fuck he just did.
"You didn't use real peaches?" Taylor asks in horror
"I didn't think there was going to be a difference. The label on the can said it 'tastes like the real thing'" I comeback "Elliot convince me to buy them when we passed the can goods stating there's no difference just less work"
"The label calls it thing, not peaches that should have been your first clue of this pie going wrong" mom admonishes me softly. "And Elliot doesn't know crap when it comes to anything in the kitchen except it's where we keep the food or where it's made. She places her hand on top of mines and smiles "The smallest details are the most important, never ever let anyone tell you different." Is mom trying to tell me something. Could these shitty cans of peaches lead me somewhere? Hmm I'm going to have to tac a label on the bulletin. Yes, I could keep a can as well. It does have three years of life preserved before it expires, but where the fuck can cans of peaches lead me too? I'll save that thought for the office.
"I'm sorry mom" feeling guilty "I know how much you were looking forward to it"
"Oh, it's okay honey we still got desert no worries"
"Now you're going to upset Ava" Elliot says feigning disappointment
"Dude she's eating ice cream" My chubster doesn't waste time no time with pettiness
All heads turn to my dad who is now standing with tears in his eyes "It's just a learning experience Christian" he sobs excusing himself and exits the dinning room with the bottle of scotch in his hands. Now I feel like shit. Instead of bringing them relief I bring them grief. I bow my head in shame
Kate Kavenagh
Gender: Female
Birthday: August, 26, 1995
Social security number: 008-52-3296
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5"8
Weight: 140 lbs.
Parents: Ronald Kavenagh and Marcy Kavenagh
Siblings: Ethan Kavenagh
Occupation: Journalist
Home Address: 5289 Pike Place 3rd floor
Marital Status: Single
Bank Account: $162,458.00
Criminal History: One arrest - Drug trafficking
Case Number: 9999s4582w771
After the somber dinner from hell I'm back in my office studying Kate's background check. I finally convince myself that maybe there's something there. Her bank account is pretty impressive. I'll have Taylor check out that drug trafficking arrest. Was it across the borders? Was she a mule, a dealer? Was she buying, using? It has to be a little more deeper than that with that type of cash. Yes, her parents are wealthy but still its pretty extreme for her. I mean she's not the greatest fucking journalist. Shit there's not even one flier of her posted anywhere around just the news crew and her lying ass father. Their headlines 'no good news is real news' gets more action than her. I call Taylor but it goes straight to voicemail. So I leave him a message. I tac Kate's background check and the caned peach label on the bulletin and head downstairs to my room to shower and pray that sleeps finds me.
I wake the next day to the smell of coffee and bacon. Thank you Gail. I know it's not Taylor, the sprinklers would have woke me up with all the smoke he cooks up. After brushing my teeth I go into the kitchen and find Gail cooking and Taylor seated at the kitchen island. He probably thinks he's in paradise seeing his face light up when Gail places a plate in front of him.
"Good morning Gail" I tell her making myself a cup of coffee. "I'm going to the metropolitan market later on to return those cans of peaches do you need anything?"
"No thank you sweetie but maybe Taylor does" she replies. "Shoo shoo go sit down and let me serve you" she made eggs, bacon, and toast. Sitting next to Taylor I notice he has a second plate next to him. Is that my plate? Gail is like a second mother to me lord knows I need two. She came to work for me when I first bought Escala. But now that I'm hardly at GEH I don't need her taking care of me like I once did. I'm a big boy, hand to the sky. I make my own meals most of the times and I make my own bed. Shit I even do my own fucking laundry. Feels a bit strange to me that she still serves me since now she's more like family but she says she enjoys taking care of her boys. She's still on my payroll though she deserves it. Taylor was already living here before they met but on the other side of the penthouse. He was pining over her for like a year or so. I suppose she liked as well him even if she did have him waiting for a long time. Maybe she didn't want to mix business with pleasure. He's lucky she never filed a sexual harassment report on him he was a hands on type of guy but at the end he weighed her down. Now Taylor I know practically my whole life. We met at an arcade I beat his ass in a Mortal Combat game we were playing. That same some older kids tried to rob my cash so we beat their ass. Been friends ever since. He's a federal agent but on my payroll as well. What can I say money makes shit happen.
"Can you get those strawberry creme puffs oh and whip cream you're all out" he asks while Gail serves me
"Yes I've heard... Well I sorta witnessed" Last night after taking a shower I went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Imagine the horrible shock I had to endure seeing Taylor's naked hairy ass in the air digging deep in the fridge looking for the whip cream. After he found it he smiled at me and said "found it" and walked away. I never got my water. Wonder if Gail sanitized the kitchen before she started cooking. If I find a hair in my food I'm going to need intense therapy
Gail blushes and makes herself busy. Wiping the counters
"You want to come with?" I ask him
"Nope" He says looking at Gail "since Sophie stayed over at Elliot's, we made plans"
"What are you guys going to role play as now?"
"Oh boys stop that" she slaps my arm with the rag she's holding and narrows her eyes at Taylor.
"Hansel and Gretel. I save her from the witch" he happily answers once Gail leaves the kitchen
"Is there a role where she ever saves you?"
Taylor stands and smile "Everyday"
As I'm standing in line, I check out the girl from the return counter. Cute. Short brown hair with some highlight's. Brown chinky eyes and a pretty complexion. A fake smile plastered on her face reserved for the customers. I'm game. It's not like I'm taking her to meet the parents, but a mans gotta eat. Eh... No pun intended. Don't judge me its been four long months just me and my hand. It deserves a break. Fuck, I could crack metal with the strength I have in my arms.
"Next person in line please" I hear the girl behind the counter call out and the man in front of me steps down.
Lady's dig the gray eyes. Its my signature look. Add that with my copper hair and jawline and lips and I'm straight. Let's just say its gotten me out of trouble and in trouble. College was easy it was my hunting ground. Losing my virginity was easy. Nothing special compared to how a women would want to lose hers. They like to get wooed and I just wanted to get wowed. It was in the school library. I needed a break from studying and went about walking around and a gorgeous red head caught my attention. I did her right there on the bookcases. Going completely against the "quiet please rule" We lasted about a week or so fucking around till her boyfriend came to visit. I wasn't upset I got over it that day with a blond and a brunette. Superman showed off that day with special flying skills. Threesome's are OK. Yes its double the pleasure but its also double work. He was spent but but not powerless.
Next person in line please" I hear her call out again
Stepping up I see her eyes light up. Its just a face sweetheart, you can enjoy it for today but my heart is lost and I don't think you'd be the one to conquer it. Her name tags reads Mrs. Martinez
"Hello Mrs. Martinez or should I call you Mm" don't laugh at my spitting game I'm a bit rusty
"However you feel most comfortable". She purrs huh maybe not rusted at all
"I would feel comfortable on a first name basis" I tell her a holding my index finger to my lips, wanting to attract her attention to them
She takes the bait her eyes immediately follows and focuses on them "Jay" she smirks
"Like the alphabet?"
Laughing she spells it out "Jay, J-A-Y". Oh a smart one
"What's your name? she asks
"Grey, G-R-E-Y"
"Oh like the color." She states dreamy. Yeah, maybe not that smart but she'll do
"Close" my lips pressed in a thin line
"How can I help you today Gray?"
"Two things, first I need to return these peaches". I hand her the shitty imitation of the fruit drowned in cough drop syrup over the counter with the receipt "These cans claim they taste like the real thing. That's false advertising. They taste like shit and with the latter I'm sure you could help me out with later". I wink, leaning over the counter giving her my panty dropping smile. By the "OH" expression on her face they have dropped "What time do you get off?"
She leans in as well "what do you have in mind?"
"Whatever it is that you have, but with the backseat of my Audi included" I answer her honestly
Behind me I hear a sexy as fuck voice complaining about eharmony and having no time for this shit. I pay whoever it is no mind I'm trying to get some easy pussy. Although I have no condoms on me but I'm in the right place so I could easily buy them after. Just when Mrs Martinez was about to answer I hear that sultry voice again.
"Excuse me miss," the lady I'm guessing was behind me interrupts pushing me out of the way leaning in over the counter herself placing her hand on her hip. Surprised and a little taken back at her rudeness and her cock blocking all I can do is stand there and make out her long full chestnut hair and the fact that she smells incredible doesn't go unnoticed either. My cock pulses... Hmm he's getting a bit restless as well, its been a while for him. "but do you think" the delectable fragrance woman continues "you can take care of your awaiting customers first that have been standing in line for over thirty minutes then maybe" she blows her bangs and tilts her head to the side "once you're off the clock you can take care of yours" she finishes turning her attention to me. Holy Fuck! She's a goddess! I'm struck dumb staring into her big round blue eyes shining like the bottom of the calm sea yet there's a storm raging inside. They look like they hold all the world's hidden and darkest secrets and I can't for the life of me turn my attention away deeply intrigued by this mesmerizing creature.
"Sorry for that" she apologies her cheeks turning an adorable shade of pink "but you were kind of holding back the line and my frozen dinners are defrosting".
I've yet to descend on land drowning in depths of her beautiful blues holding me captive. Let me drown my conscience pleads
She starts to look uncomfortable probably due to the fact that I can't seem to form a coherent sentence or even a sound out a one word syllable. Her eyes start to dance around nervously. " I'm Ana" she says and bites her lip.
Fuuuck! I'm in deep!
"Miss you're going to have to wait your turn" Martinez rudely tells the beauty that is now named Ana
Ana turns her attention back to Martinez and the spell she had on me is broken "My frozen dinners are defrosting and I want to return them, without hearing a lame excuse that it's not possible to take them back due to the fact that now they're watery" she hisses and that hand finds her hips again. Feisty... Rawr. Oh but what a lucky hand, I would give my left nut to be that hand. Superman could work with one. She turns her attention back to me "This will be quick I promise, then you two can finish". She says pointing to me and Martinez Fuck no you I'm done
"Miss'... Martinez continues
"It's fine" I reply to Martinez staring at my beauty let her finish what I started". Her beautiful cheeks blushes catching on to what I'm impying and I have to suppress a groan
"What about your peaches?" Martinez whines practically stomping her foot. None of this good good for you Martinez, Superman has found his kryptonite
"Keep the shit... I start to walk away "but do everybody a favor and take them off the shelf" I yell over my shoulder
I start to walk around the supermarket seeming interested but looking for nothing in particular but keep glancing over to the return counter to see if Ana's finished. Once I see she's done I start to follow her but keeping my distance on the other end of the aisle. I have yet to know how to approach her. There isn't a fucking book that let's you know how to approach a goddess. I should call Elliot to give me pointers. Nah he's too crass. I log that idea away. Wait...maybe Taylor he has that soft side that women melt for. Hey, what do you know I created my own built a bear with those two
"Are you stalking me? I her that sexy voice behind me
"No" I tell her turning around My God she's beautiful "What gives you that idea? I quickly pick a box not really caring what it is "Just getting what I need, and here it is" I wave it at her
"Oh, I don't know maybe cause you're at the feminine products holding up a cream for a mild yeast infection"
I throw it back on the shelf like it was burning me. Ha! Burning. I think hard of what to say, "I thought it can be used on dogs"
"You have a dog with an yeast infection?" she questions forming a cute v on her face
"Apparently"... I murmur "Christian Grey" I bring out my hand introducing myself and changing the topic
"Ana Wilkes" she takes my hand in hers fuck that does things to me "Wait.. Christian Grey. GEH Christian Grey. CEO Christian Grey. That Christian Grey?" she asks surprise
"So you've heard of me?" My hands going to my pockets
"Kate hates you" she simply states The feelings mutual. How the fuck did Kavenagh enter this conversation She must see the look of confusion on my face because she starts to explain herself
"She's my roommate. She was here a couple of days ago I was returning her choice of what she thinks is food" Oh yes the frozen dinners. Poor baby has to share a place with Kate. I hope that Ethan Fucker isn't there. Wait does she even know Ethan? I'll leave that conversation for another day. Yes. I said another day. I'm not letting this little beauty go
"Would you like to go out sometime?" I blurt out. Fuck Grey. Get your shit together. She's just a girl... she's just a girl
"Wow you move fast, weren't you just trying to get into her what was her name again "Martinez" panties"? she tilts her head and crosses her arms "Plus I don't date" she shrugs off Oh my God I'm going to die
Fuck I'm screwed. Fuck was I thinking. Always go with the truth Grey. "Honestly I as trying to get some ass, I don't have time for relationships so"
"So now you're trying to get some from me?" she questions a bit surprised
"No. I ask you out didn't I? She bites her lip and starts to look around unconvinced She has got to stop doing that My cock hurts trying to fight it's way out out the zipper. Don't look down... Don't look down I inwardly plead of her
"What do you do then if you don't date?" I ask her trying to play it cool crossing my leg and leaning over the soothing creams while sweat is dripping down my ass I'm not giving up
"Honestly nothing, if I'm not working I lay around reading a book and veg out"
"Can I lay with you then... I mean veg out on you...Fuuuck" I huff running my fingers through my hair "I mean... sorry but you make me nervous " Smooth Grey you just buried yourself six foot deep
"We could hang out", she giggles digging me out of my grave What a sweet melody that sound is. Who knew I could be poetic
"Yes. Hang out. We could do that. Here take my card it has my cell and work number also my landline number" The fuck...landline number? I hand her my card practically shoving into her hand and she takes it from me
"Okay thank you l"ll call you"
"or text, or leave a message or whatever" I interrupt her running my finger's through my hair again
She bites that damn lip again. Would it be rude to try to kiss her? Maybe a quick peck in her cheeks. I mean we're making plans to hang out so we're friends right? Don't friends kiss? I'm itching to touch her again.
"I have to tell you something first, I don't want to start off this "hanging out" by lying" I quote
"What?" She questions nervously
"I was following you" I honestly tell her "I'm quite taken by you" Filter Grey
"I kinda figured" she giggles again "but I was really hoping you didn't have a dog with an infection"
I'm laying in bed thinking about Ana. I can not get her out of my mind. She has consumed my thoughts. Where can I take her to hang out? How should I dress? It's not a date I remind myself. So what's the difference between the both? Do I still buy her flowers or keep it simple and buy her a diamond friendship bracelet. That's not bad right? Everyone will see that she's taken. She doesn't really need anymore friends. Do I take her to dinner to a fancy restaurant or a fast food place? I close my eyes and let my thoughts drift away. My dick agrees. She's got his attention.
God, those beautiful blue eyes that make me want to sail when I look into them are going to be the death of me. That cute sexy giggle that's just music to my ears. She's perfection. Those sinful lips tempting me. Her perfect long legs would look better around my waist and that ass! Oh that delicious ass. When she walked away in those tight as fuck jeans all I wanted to do was sink my teeth in those cheeks. That ass should be eaten with gusto. She should be devoured. Fuck yes. My fist finds my now throbbing dick. Do you want me to taste you Ana? You want me to eat your delectable pussy, lapping up every single drop? I bet you taste like honey Fuuuuck, Look what you do to me, look how hard you make me, rapidly I use my thumb to spread the pre-cum around my tip and fist harder. Let me hear you baby, let me hear you moan in pleasure Fuck yes, yes, Fuck me Ana. I belong to you. I'm gripping the fuck out of my dick now pumping harder, deeper to my ass rising off the bed. Yes baby... let me cum, let the neighbors hear me cum, let Kate know I...
Wait...
What?!
Kate?!
Stopping mid stroke it hits me. Ana is Kate's roommate! That little information was left out of the background check...but why?
Fucking Kavenagh!
Preview to chapter four: Just let the ball roll
"I don't think I could do this Christian, I'm still new to this what if I..."
"Ana," I interrupt her, "you can do this okay, you're ready" I tell her with confidence massaging her shoulders looking deep in her eyes "you can do this, you got this"
"You promise" she breaths shakily
"I promise" I tell her still looking deep in her eyes and holding so much commitment to that one word
" Okay okay you're right I can do this" she standing straighter rolling her shoulders and biting her lip
"There's my girl, just remember to bend that ass a little lower" I let her know with a smirk
