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If she thought the car ride was awkward, this was even worse. Lila was settled on the couch, leaned back against the uncomfortable arm, watching an old rerun of the Munsters while Allen reclined on the bed. He had kept insisting she could take the bed but she refused, explaining that it was his room and she would do no such thing. Her phone ringing startled her from her TV haze.

"Hello?" she answered quickly.

"Where are you boo?!" Trinity yelled through the phone.

It was obvious they were still at the club because there was music pounding and people yelling in the background.

"Hotel, why?"

"Didn't Danielle invite you out?" Trinity asked, "I'll have to beat that woman."

Chuckling, Lila replied, "No, no she did. Don't blame her. I just didn't feel up to going out tonight. Too much trouble you know?"

"Ah, yeah. I guess? Not really. You should be here! There are so many cute guys, and ladies! You'd be scoring left and right, woman."

Lila rolled her eyes but grinned.

"I'm sure I would. Everyone is just clambering to get their paws all over me."

There was a hiccup before Trinity responded, "Oh, but they are babe! Jon told me that Josh heard Ettore telling Stu that Austin wants to fuck you. And Ettore and Kofi would join. Hell, you're so cute with the right amount of liquid courage, I'd go for you."

"Oh lord. You're too drunk. I seriously doubt that either man would fuck me Trin. Austin, Ettore, and Kofi are much much out of my league. And you. I love you lady but you're married," Lila replied with a snicker.

"I- I could get Jon to join us. You kn-"

"Trinity!" Lila cut her off.

Her cheeks were burning at the implication. Of course she would do that in a heart beat, Trinity and Jonathan were gorgeous, but she knew it was the alcohol talking.

"I'm just saying boo."

"And I'm just saying you're super drunk if you're offering yourself and your husband to me," Lila chuckled.

"Think about it!" Trinity said right before the line cut out.

"What a lush," Lila muttered with a giggle.

Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

"Well, that was interestin'"

"Oh holy fuck!"

Lila nearly jumped out of her seat, having forgotten she was in the room with Allen. He looked amused for a second before it turned to neutral.

"What was all that about?"

"Trinity's drunk ramblings, that's all," Lila replied.

"I'm surprised you turned her down. Thought you were into women?" he asked.

The small woman shrugged and said, "I am, but she's drunk, like I said. She'd never really fuck me, just like the guys wouldn't."

"What is the appeal?" he asked suddenly.

Confused, Lila replied, "Appeal?"

He sighed and fell back, folding his hands atop his head.

"What makes you want women?"

Carefully, she mulled over her answer before saying, "Probably the same thing that makes you want women. Besides the fact I can't make a child with a woman, I can still love them, hold them, kiss them, and enjoy all the hot sex."

He cringed slightly which made her sigh.

"Let's just stop talking about it. This is one of those subjects that will lead us to fighting and I'm enjoying sitting in silence for once."

"Come up here."

She almost argued. The pleading look on his face forced her to give in. Part of her knew she would probably regret it, but the rest of her wanted to keep the peace. She started to sit a good foot away from him when he reached out and jerked her onto his lap.

"What are you doing?" she murmured when his hand ran down her cheek.

A small smile curved at his lips when he said, "I'm trying to understand. Talk to me."

Heart fluttering, she nodded.

"With women, there's a lot more common ground. We both understand the emotions. We both have fun shopping together. We both like going on romantic dates more than most men do. I can hold her and she can hold me. We can cry together or be the rock the other needs. And then the sex... it's completely different than with a man obviously, yet it's still just as satisfying. Getting to go down on a woman, hearing her moan and feeling her claw my shoulders, getting to taste every inch, it's just addictive."

She was surprised to find her eyes had shut during her talking, and opened them to find Allen watching intently. Expecting disgust, she cautiously inched back.

"Well?"

"I-" he paused and grabbed her hand, pulling her back up, "I can't pretend to understand. In my belief, it's still wrong."

With a sigh, she nodded.

"Listen Lila, it's wrong, but with how you explain it, I can't say it's exactly disgusting."

That was a huge shock.

"Really?"

Her answer came in the form of being pulled into a kiss.

"How can I fault you for what you feel?"

Lila was sure her heart stopped beating for a moment at those words. Never did she ever expect that.

"Plus you were right. It's not my place to judge you."

"Okay, where has the real Allen gone?" she teased.

Allen grinned and twirled a finger into a lock of her hair, pulling her back into another kiss. It was hot and sweet and everything she'd expect from a lover, not just a fuck buddy.

"As much as I'd love to continue this, it's getting late," he groaned.

The clock's red numbers said two forty to her surprise, and she nodded in agreement.

"Tomorrow," she said.

With that, they got up from the bed and got into their sleep clothes, which delightfully ended up being just boxers for him. Her mind swirled with dirty thoughts as she looked over his form. He had the perfect body for her taste. It was pure torture to be so tired she couldn't muster up the endurance for at least one round, but it helped knowing he was tired as well. Uncomfortable with her own body, she climbed into the bed beside him and mentally questioned where she was lay. Did she lay facing away from him? Or would he think she was asking him to spoon her? Did she face him? The first and last time they slept in a bed together she slept on his chest until they both work up an hour later and she went to her own room. This was completely different.

"You're going to get wrinkles," Allen said suddenly.

She jerked her head up in disbelief as he chuckled.

"Stop over thinking. It's weird, yeah, but we need sleep. Just sleep how you're comfortable."

Lila nodded and slid until her back was on the bed, stone still. Her female instincts screamed at her to cuddle up to him and rest her face on his chest, but her brain fought off that urge at every turn.

"Oh for goodness sakes darlin."

"What?" she bit out, trying not to blush at her obvious awkward thoughts.

"Get over here," he demanded.

Allen yanked her by her wrist so she was right where she craved to be, tucked under his arm and against his chest. Her ears were pounding with the racing of her heart and for some reason unknown to even herself she tried to keep her breathing short and light. Maybe it was an attempt to keep a bit of space between their bodies. He squashed the attempt by pulling her close so every inch of their bodies were pressed together. It wasn't as bad as she would have thought.

…

When she woke, her first realization was that sleeping with Allen had not been a dream. The second was that she'd been having incredible sex dreams about said man and his erection against her bottom wasn't helping.

"You awake?" he asked.

Her third realization was that he sounded like a southern sex god when he first woke up. Out of instinct, she pushed back against his cock and groaned.

"Take that as a yes," he gasped, "What's got ya all riled up darlin?"

"Let's see. I was having a fucking hot dream then I woke up with a nice dick all snuggled against my ass and to top it off you have sleepy voice," She nearly whimpered.

The ache in her core was throbbing in need, making her normal filter fly right out the window. Without a second thought, she wrapped her leg back around his thigh and grabbed the hand on her belly, shoving it towards her pussy.

"Please," she moaned.

"Oh fuck," he grunted as she ground back on his cock, "Calm down harlot, I got you baby."

Her skin felt like it was on fire as he pushed her shorts and panties down, the room air nice and cool in contrast. Fingers slid along her slit and pressed against her clit roughly.

"Shit," she whined, arching into his touch, biting her lip hard, "Hurry, get your cock in me. Now. Please."

Her chest heaved in excited breaths as he cursed and moved around. None too soon he was back against her, lifting her leg over his hip as his thick head pressed to her hole.

"A-Ah fuck yes," she hissed.

One hand flung back and clawed at his hip while the other twisted into the sheets.

"You're bein' quite the hell cat darlin'," he crooned.

She felt as if she was being pulled under water as he pounded into her hard and fast, her consciousness wavering as she teetered on the edge.

"M-More. Talk to me," she demanded weakly.

"You feel so damn good baby. So tight and wet on my dick. Best pussy I've ever had."

Eyes screwing shut, she rode back on his cock as hard as she could, squealing and moaning as he drove in deep.

"I love your cock Allen. I-It's so big. It almost hurts. I fucking love it," she cried.

"Damn right you do darlin. Best fucking dick you've ever had, isn't it?" he growled.

Unable to take it any longer, she let go of him and stroked her clit hard, pinching and flicking until her body gave in.

"Oh my fucking god Allen! Yes. Best. Ever! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Sooooo fucking good. Ooooh. Fuck. D-Don't stop. Go-Gonna cum again."

"Cum again for me then baby. Squeeze my dick til I cum."

The sensations in her body had tears filling her eyes as she buried her face in the pillow closest to her, biting hard at the fabric as she screamed loudly. Allen's moans saturated her senses as his arm pinned her to him around her stomach. Mouth pressed against her neck, she got to feel every vibration he unleashed as he poured into her core. She slowed to a stop once his cock stopped pulsing, thoroughly worn out. The room was much hotter, seemingly humid even though she knew that was ridiculous. Allen, sweaty and hot against her back, wasn't helping the heat, but she didn't dare move.

"You sure get crazy when you're turned on," he said breathlessly with a laugh.

Lila shrugged one shoulder and said, "What can I say? Just can't control myself with you."

There was a small silence before they both broke into laughter at her words. She pretended she didn't notice his fingers stroking her stomach, pretended she didn't feel him leaving soft kisses across her neck, pretended her heart wasn't aching to have this feeling every morning.