Chapter 4

Lance was sitting on his black leather recliner watching basketball and drinking a beer when the doorbell chimed. Lance grinned. He opened his door to Vivian looking delicious in a figure hugging, royal blue, wrap dress. Lance could feel himself start to salivate. Get a hold of yourself!

Vivian smirked when she saw moisture gather in the corner of Lance's beautiful plump lips. Let the game begin!

"Come in Vivian. I'll take your bags to the spare room." Lance said politely after regaining his composure.

"Thank you Lance. Gwen speaks all the time of how chivalrous you are." Vivian said as she walked slowly past Lance into his living room letting him catch a whiff of her new perfume, Man-eater.

Lance went straight to the spare bedroom, placing the bags at the foot of the bed. Vivian laughed. She could see the hunger in his eyes. This is definitely going to be fun and easy.

As Lance walked into his living room, Vivian took out a coin from her purse.

"What are you going to do with that coin?" Lance asked inquisitively standing near Vivian.

"You'll see. Heads or Tails?" Vivian said smiling with her baby blue eyes twinkling.

"Heads I guess." Lance replied as he sat down in his recliner.

The coin flew up in the air turning over five times before Vivian caught it. Vivian opened her hand to reveal the coin on heads. Lance this is your lucky night.

"What was it Vivian?" Lance asked after sipping his beer.

"Heads."

"What does that mean?" Lance looked confused.

"Don't worry Lance you won." Vivian grinned.

"Won what?"

"You'll see later," Vivian said with a wink and walked to her room mentally thinking about which nightie she should or shouldn't wear…

xXx

Lance retired for the night with a slight headache from wondering what that crazy Vivian was up to. She never returned to the living room after the coin incident. Lance shook his head again. He stepped into his bedroom and decided he needed a long shower and an aspirin. He walked to the adjoining bathroom pulling open his medicine cabinet, and popped two round white pills. He cupped his hand beneath the faucet and chased the meds with a palm full of water. Lance shed his clothing, stepped behind the curtain and turned the dials. He spent the first five minutes just allowing the warm water to run on him, streams gathering between the deep grooves of his muscles. The temperature was perfect; the mist clearing his head, and rejuvenating his body from head to toe.

Vivian carefully turned the knob on Lance's bedroom door to see if it was locked. It wasn't. She smiled mischievously. She knew he was in the shower. She heard the water running. She decided why not give him his prize in the shower. She discarded her silk robe and walked over to the open bathroom door. Vivian noticed the steam from the shower covered the mirror. She giggled into her hand. She was going to take him by surprise.

Vivian pulled back the shower curtain to see Lance's broad tanned shoulders. Vivian felt hot all over. She had to stop herself from aimlessly running her fingers over his skin to make sure he was flesh and blood, rather than some angel who'd fallen from the sky to bless her with this vision. She closed the curtain as she stepped in.

Lance spun around too stunned to speak.

Vivian scanned Lance's body. Her eyes lingering below his waist, delighted at what she saw. Gwen never shared with me how blessed Lance is. Tsk Tsk. I thought that we were BFFs.

"Vivian, what are you doing in here?!" He screamed once he could at last make words.

"I'm giving you your prize."

"What are you talking about?"

She dropped to her knees, "You called heads and won."

Lance swallowed hard. He backed up against the black and white tile wall. His handsome face painted in shock. He looked down at Vivian as she moved her head closer to his crotch. His mind kept telling him to stop her, but his body ached with desire and curiosity. Gwen would never do this. She was always saying that she was too scared she might accidently bite him.

Lance willed himself to relax. I might as well enjoy this.

Vivian took hold of his member firmly, placing it in her mouth. She let her tongue glide over the head a few times before sucking it lightly, teasing it as his jaw clench in a mixture of pleasure and anticipation. Then she started to suck from the head to base of the shaft with precision. She quickened the pace. Lance moaned, his eyes rolled, and his toes curled. Every time Vivian would run her tongue along his shaft he wanted to grab her head and keep it there. He was about to explode. Vivian feeling Lance's body shake at the impending explosion withdrew her mouth from his swollen penis. She stood up and kissed Lance softly on the cheek before taking his towel and leaving the room. Lance was in shock. He looked down at his manhood frustrated at what transpired. He turned the faucet to cold and stepped under the shower head.

As Lance lay in his bed, he went over the events in the shower. He couldn't comprehend Vivian. If that is how Vivian wants to play, then so be it. I will win this!

xXx

Saturday morning Lance was up early sitting at his small, white kitchen table drinking coffee, and reading the newspaper when Vivian walked in with just a see through pink lace nightie. Lance almost choked on his coffee.

"Are you okay Lance?" Vivian asked innocently while her eyes spoke otherwise.

Lance coughing said, "I'm fine. Just fine. How did you sleep?"

"I slept like a baby. Did you?" She asked while pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"I slept well too." Lance nervously spoke and changed the subject. "How about we go to the Camelot Opera House tonight?"

"That sounds divine! Arthur never wants to go. I have to beg, plead, and toss a coin to get him to go." Vivian laughed as Lance's face flushed red.

Lance stood up and walked away muttering about another cold shower and strategy.

xXx

Lance stood against the wall in his living room rolling his brown eyes waiting for Vivian to finish getting ready while thinking of strategies. He was unable to think of any strategy with the constant teasing she would inflict upon him when they were together in a room. Vivian would take an innocent conversation he started and turn it into something sexual. She even twirled her tongue at him suggestively asking him if Gwen has ever done that to him while they were eating lunch. Lance would get up and go straight to his bedroom locking the door when the conversation turned to sex or Gwen. He had to remind himself that he knew what the weekend entailed. He wanted to try and become "friends" with Vivian before sex happened. He sighed. She was not going to win this battle of wills. At that moment a thought came to Lance. Why not give back to her what she gave him and see what she does next?

Lance pulled out a coin and flipped it. As he peered at the coin in his hand, Vivian appeared. She was wearing a long, body hugging, black strapless dress. Lance smiled. I'm going to have some fun at the Opera…

xXx

Lance and Vivian found their seats on the fourth row, center mezzanine where an unspoken truce began. They talked non-stop before the lights dimmed about which composer was the best. When it was time for intermission, they decided to get a drink from the bar. Lance waited until intermission was almost over to accidently spill his drink on Vivian.

Vivian gasped. "How clumsy are you?! Do you know how expensive this dress is? It is Couture!" She screamed and stomped quickly to the ladies room past the female attendant standing at the door.

Lance smiled deviously. The truce was over. He walked slowly behind Vivian stopping to talk to the female attendant at the door and passing her some cash. She stepped aside and let him into the bathroom.

Vivian stood in front of the porcelain sinks with marble countertops peering down dabbing her dress with a wet cloth. She hadn't noticed the gentle taps of shoes behind her. Lance grabbed Vivian's arm and spun her around.

Vivian looked up with fire in her blue eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

"This!" Lance took his right hand and grabbed Vivian's other arm pushing her against the marble countertop. He bent his head and roughly kissed her while he released her arm and started to pull up her dress. His right hand firmly moved up her soft thigh. He released her other arm and she pushed herself farther back onto the marble counter against the mirror on the wall. She grabbed his ass as her mouth devoured his. Now with both hands free, he reached up to feel for her panties to pull down, but was surprised when he found nothing. He took one finger and gently started rubbing her clit in circles. He could feel her arousal and wetness. He ran his finger down her folds causing Vivian to part her legs wider. He pulled back from their kiss and looked at the desire in her darkened blue eyes. He inserted one finger slowly gliding in and out while his other hand twisted her nipple. Vivian closed her eyes as Lance inserted a second finger moving faster and harder. When Lance felt her vagina, clench around his fingers he withdrew them and put them in his mouth while watching Vivian's eye pop open with surprise and longing. He leaned over and kissed her cheek and whispered, "Heads, you won."

Vivian was livid. She jumped down off the counter about ready to slap Lance until Annis Carleon, a friend of Vivian's dad, stepped into the bathroom with the bathroom attendant right behind her.

"Vivian, what is going on in here? Why is there a man in the ladies room?" Annis asked looking at Lance with disdain.

"I'm fine. A drink was accidently spilled onto my new dress. I was distraught and ran into the ladies room. My date began to get worried after I didn't return within minutes."

"I had to see for myself that she was fine," Lance added, further selling the lie with his boyish charm and big brown eyes. "Please pardon my intrusion Madam."

Annis seemed to believe the farce and nodded to Lance. "That was incredibly good of you to check on her, but next time send in the female attendant." Annis politely commanded.

Lance nodded back to Annis and took his leave of the ladies' room. He stood outside the door waiting for Vivian to emerge. Ten minutes later Vivian walked out looking at Lance coldly. She walked quickly past him, through the lobby, and out to the sidewalk with Lance silently following behind her mentally kicking himself. They hailed a taxi back to Lance's apartment sitting tensely beside each other.

At the apartment, Vivian walked straight to the bathroom slamming the door. Lance shook his head and walked to his room shutting his door.

Around midnight, Vivian decided to get even. She got up from her bed and tiptoed to Lance's room. She found the door unlocked. She walked into his room and pulled pack his covers. Splash! Lance jumped from his bed.

"What the hell is wrong with you Viv?! Why did you just throw water on me?!" Lance yelled.

"How dare you humiliate me earlier? Do you know that I had to bargain with Annis after you left not to tell my father? I had to promise to hang out with her boring daughter, Elena for a day!" Vivian screamed and stepped close to Lance to slap him.

As she swung her right hand to hit his face, Lance caught it and pulled her closer to him. Her bosom heaving in anger as his wet hand clutched her wrist. She was feisty and he had to admit if only to himself that he liked that about her. His lips brushed hers gently as if testing the waters and her tense arm relaxed and fell from his grasp, curling around his neck to pull him closer into the embrace. They started kissing passionately. He ripped the black lace nightie off her body. He pushed her down on the bed and opened her legs wide. He kneeled before her licking her clit until it was swollen, until it was tingling. Then, he ran his tongue down her delicate folds retracing the path his fingers took earlier. She moaned and rocked as his tongue darted in and out. Lance stood up pulling his pajama bottoms off revealing a rock hard dick. She beckoned him with her finger to come to her. He laid on top of her gently entering her. She screamed with ecstasy. He thrusted in and out of her, faster and harder, then slower, and back harder. Vivian clawed his back and moaned like she never had before. She climaxed two times before Lance pulled out of her cumming on the sheets. He lay beside her on the bed satiated, twirling his fingers in soft blonde locks as she rested her head upon his shoulder…

xXx

Sunday morning Lance woke up later than usual. He looked for Vivian, but she wasn't in his room. He put on his robe and walked to the spare room finding it empty. He didn't even see her bags. Where did she go? Why would she leave without letting him know? They had one more day together.

Not knowing what to do, Lance sat down on his couch contemplating to call the one person that would listen to him…Merlin.

A/N : I want to thank everyone who has favorited, followed, and written a review. Also, I have to thank my incredible beta, Embrasia!