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Carli finally got up and walked back to the hotel, and changed into a tank and shorts before she curled up in bed. She turned on the television and stared at it blankly as her mind wandered around her situation, and she finally fell asleep in the dim room to late night television. She woke up earlier than her alarm and tossed and turned until it was time to head into the studio. It was her day to start over in the studio and finish up so she could leave New York. Carli grabbed a coffee and a bagel on the way, and forced positive thoughts into her clouded mind as she grabbed a cab. The recording was better that day and she smiled that night when she was told they would wrap up the next day. She was not in the mood to go back and sit alone at the hotel and she only went up to grab her laptop and head over to the coffee shop. It was a bustling evening as she joined the others on the sidewalk dressed in skinny jeans and a plain green hoodie that covered her hair. Carli got into the long line and rolled her eyes at the time it took to get to the front, and finally ordered her hot tea. She was just pulling out her money when a hand thrust forward over hers and ordered a coffee and said that he would pay for both. She jumped visibly and paled as she heard the smooth voice that penetrated her whole body, and she glanced down as the transaction was completed. She stepped away from the counter and he took her arm gently and stopped her from walking away. "How did you know it was me?" Carli asked him, and finally glanced up. His blue eyes looked confused and torn, and they made her body react more than she wanted to.
"I would recognize that gorgeous ass in jeans anytime." Eric told her, and she blushed as she looked off to the side. "Come sit with me, Carli. I want to talk."
"Fine." Eric led her to an empty couch in the very back corner, and she cursed under her breath when she realized that the most private area had to be available to them. He settled on it, forcing her to be touching his legs with hers and she tried to find a way not to. The discomfort level was nearly unbearable for her, as well as the desire that rushed her just being close to him. He smelled like a musky cologne and just himself, and she bit her lip as she inhaled through her nose to take it in. She realized that she was staring at the floor as she felt his eyes burning into her, and she leaned back and set the tea on the small table and looked towards him.
"You just left that morning. You didn't say anything." Eric started talking, and she wrinkled her nose. "Carli, you were not just a one night stand for me. I did not want you to feel like you were." His voice was low enough just for her to hear it, and she blushed as she tried to find the words she needed to say.
"I left because I was late to the studio. I woke up to my phone and had to leave right away, and the situation was a lot to take in as well. I didn't know how to act with you." Carli said softly, and he leaned closer as he rested his head on his elbow. "I still don't."
"I hate that you are this uncomfortable." Eric said, and she unconsciously moved her legs so that she was facing him sideways as she snuck a peek at him. "I have seen you passionate and demanding, and I prefer that so much more." Her heart pounded inside of her louder and louder, and it started to fill her ears as she closed her eyes. She felt him touch her cheek gently and she jumped as her eyes shot back open. He shook his head and moved his hand to the back of her shirt, rubbing her neck gently as she sighed.
"That feels good." Carli told him, and leaned her head forward on the sofa as she resigned herself to the touch. Had it been direct contact, she knew that sparks would be shooting through her body but this seemed innocent enough.
"Tell me what is on your mind." Eric told her, his voice close to her ear.
"That night was wrong. It was wrong to do to you, and to him." Carli said, and he moved to the side of her neck.
"It was bound to happen, Carli. We had that attraction from the moment we met, and it worked out well. You were into it as well. Admit it to me."
"I may have been, but it needs to end there." Carli said, and her voice shook as she remembered it. She could hear her voice begging him again before they made love, and she heard her cries as she took a deep breath. "Oh, God. I screwed up so much doing that."
"It was a natural thing." Eric assured her, and his hand moved to tilt her head so that she was looking into his face. Sparks did shoot through her and he stared at her with heavy eyes as he leaned in to brush her lips with his. "It is still an attraction." He kissed her again and she fought against sliding her hands around his neck and giving in, choosing to turn her head and break the kiss. "Don't. Don't refuse me." Eric told her, and she stared at him as desire hit her full force. She moved towards him on the couch before she could think not to, and she kissed him as she slid her hands up the front of his long sleeved shirt slowly. He slid his hand around her back and she moaned softly against his lips as they both threatened to deepen it together. "Carli." Eric said against her lips in frustration, giving up and kissing her again and taking it to his next level. She tried to push away but she found herself meeting his tongue for a long moment with her own, and her breath was knocked out of her. Her body was hot and she felt the moisture slipping through her, and she gasped as she pulled away. Eric let her pull her lips away, but her kept his arm around her and held her close. "A bit much for here." Eric murmured, and she sighed.
"A bit much anywhere in public." Carli corrected him, and peeked around slowly to see that nobody was paying too much attention to them. She moved away from him and hunched back onto the seat and sipped her tea slowly, and glanced sideways at him. He was looking intently at her and she frowned.
"You are really beautiful." Eric told her, and she saw him glare at the hood. "Finish that and let's get out of here." he leaned closer to her and kissed the material. "I want to get this off of you and play with your hair."
"Where should we go?" Carli asked him, and his eyes were heavy as he met hers.
"I think you know where I want to go, but I will leave the choice to you." Eric told her, and she tilted her head and stared at him. "I just want to spend some time with you. Your time here is limited now?"
"I should be done in a day or two with the album and then I guess it is home again." Carli said, nodding as she bit her lip. She sipped her tea again and looked down, feeling a little bit sad.
"You don't look too happy about going home." Eric told her, and she shook her head slowly.
"It's so complicated now." Carli said slowly, and looked at him. She stood up and he joined her, and they walked outside together. The room had started to close in on her, and she needed some air. "Can we go somewhere for awhile? Somewhere not like in there but not your place or mine?"
"Yes, Carli." Eric told her, and they decided on a movie theatre that was down a few blocks. They talked as they walked, not touching with their skin, but with their glances. She told him about her album and her life as a growing popular singer, and he told her about his busy life in New York. He bought tickets for an independent movie that was showing for them, and they grabbed a small popcorn and a drink before he led her inside by the hand as they each held one of their purchases. Carli felt better and lighter, having talked with him more and laughed with him. Their looks shared between them were still intense, but she felt more comfortable with him as a person instead of him as the virtual stranger that she had slept with a few nights before. Guilt still plagued her, but it was not as heavy. He found seats in the back corner and they settled in, and she leaned back in the seat. He fed her popcorn as she tipped her head back and she tried throwing pieces into his mouth until the lights dimmed for the previews.
Carli felt him move the drink from between them and slide up the arm rest, and she glanced up at him. Her hand slid over to capture his, and he stroked the palm of her small hand as she leaned against him. The heat between them was like a shock, and she stared at him as she searched for his lips in the dark. He met them eagerly and they lost themselves in the long kiss, both hungrily seeking the other's tongue in the darkness. Eric moved his hand under the hood and over her hair, and she moaned as he gripped it tightly. She dropped her hand to his leg, sliding it up his thigh to find him pressing against his jeans and she stroked him gently as his grip on her tightened. They both pulled away, breathless and heated, and she felt him unzip her jacket and slide his hand over her breast gently. She only wore a thin tee and a light cotton bra, and he found her nipples in one pass and gently pressed them between his fingers. She gasped softly as he pinched and teased, and she soon found her fingers tightly around him over the pants. "Eric, we cannot do this here." Carli whispered to him, and he slid his hand under her shirt and touched her bare skin. "Please." He stopped before he found her hard nipples and kissed her gently instead as he pulled her against him. They settled down slowly and Carli found herself enjoying the movie that was ironically chronicling an affair and the ups and downs of it. She felt the tears sliding down her cheeks at the end and looked down as she tried to wipe them without him seeing. She had fed off of his warmth and scent the entire time she was with him, and it fed into her emotions towards the film. He tilted her head up and slid his thumb over her cheek with a warm smile, and she tried to turn away.
"Now I am seeing you." Eric told her, and she met his gaze. "Is this the real you that feels? That cares?" He lowered his lips to hers for a long kiss and she returned it eagerly, and they ended up stumbling out of the theatre last as the lights were on for a long time. He held her hand and looked down at her as they hit the street and she gazed up at him. "Spend the night with me?"
Carli took a deep breath and nodded, scared of the idea that this was now an affair and no longer a night. This was something she could not forget as easily. He smiled at her and guided her back towards his apartment as she hid under the hood, keeping her eyes on the street. It was dark and she was like anyone else walking, only she was walking into a really complicated situation. She glanced up as he opened the door to his lobby and walked inside after glancing at him. They walked to the elevator and he moved close to her as the door closed on them alone. He leaned down and kissed her and she slid her hand through his hair to pull him closer to her. They moved apart as the door opened and he took her hand and led her to his door. He opened it and glanced down at her as she walked in, and he followed and closed and locked the door. "Trapping me here?" Carli asked him, attempting to joke but failing as she glanced down.
"I would never force you to be here. I would hope you want to be here." Eric told her gently, and slid back her hood and stared at her. He unzipped her jacket and slid it off as she looked up at him, and his eyes were warm as he slid his hand against her cheek and back into her hair. "It is hard to believe how beautiful you are sometimes."
"No, you are." Carli told him, and he raised his eyebrow at her. "You really are." She looked into his eyes that shifted into various shades of blue, and his sculpted cheekbones. She gazed at his lips before she slid her arms around his neck and pulled them to hers. He kissed her hungrily and she felt him unbuttoning her jeans, and she pulled away slightly. "Are we already getting naked?"
"I will require that later, but for now just these. I want you to be able to move. These hug your body very closely." Eric told her, sliding them down as she glanced around for open windows. He slid his hands over her legs and then over the high hem of her boy shorts as his eyes darkened with lust. "Come with me." Carli kicked her jeans off and walked with him and he pushed her gently onto the bed and she rested her head on her arms on her stomach as he stroked her over the material of the underwear. "I like the way these fit you." He slid his hand up her back and to her neck, rubbing gently. "You seem to tense."
"Maybe a little." Eric tugged gently on the hem of her shirt and she moved up enough to allow him to pull it off. He started to massage her hard and she moaned as her muscles responded as well as her skin. His fingers burned fire where they touched her and she closed her eyes as she relaxed under his hands. She felt him slide his hands down her body and shuddered as he did, and she turned onto her side to look at him. "Feel better?"
"Thanks. I do." Carli said, eyeing his clothes. "Get naked and join me down here." He slid off his shirt and jeans and she appreciated his lack of anything else as he threw them off the bed. He was hard and ready as he pushed her back and kissed her and he pressed against the material of her boy shorts heavily. They became heated quickly and her bra was over the side of the bed before she knew it and he was kissing her nipples hard. He sucked them and bit them as she cried out, parting her legs further for him to press even closer. She knew that she was drenched and he moved down to lick her as she threw her head back.
"Get on your knees." Eric told her, and she took a moment to find the strength before complying to his request. He asked her to lift up as much as she could and he slid between her legs and licked again, and she bucked against him. He slid the material to the side and sucked her into his mouth as she cried out again, holding her hips firmly. His tongue slid up and over the back of the shorts to her back and she shuddered as he moved slowly. His tongue poked gently and she moved against him as he moved his hands forward. He yanked down her underwear and teased her gently against her wet clit and then probed further with his tongue as he moved back up. Carli moaned and cried out, climaxing as he slid a finger into her and moved it in and out. He teased her clit as he moved her down to the bed, and she turned around so he would not stop. Carli felt surprised at the comfort she felt at what he had done, and she slid her hands down to move against his as she felt herself tensing up again. He replaced his hand with just hers and she looked down at him as he stared at her. "Your turn." She fingered herself, finding a rhythm as he watched and stroked himself and feeling her orgasm approaching. She enjoyed the control and the groans coming from him and she slowly built up to it finally crying out as her body exploded. She pulled her knees closer to her as she gasped through it and then looked at him. His eyes were glazed over as he looked at her and she slid her fingers into her mouth and sucked gently. Eric slid his own fingers over her wet center and tasted her as he closed his eyes, and then moved next to her on his back. He was hard and straight up and he looked at her suggestively. She climbed on him and pressed him down as she slid herself over him. She felt a slight gush just with that contact and she closed her eyes as she shook, and he moved his hands up to cup her breasts hard, making her cry out again. They both felt her dripping down over him and she looked at him as she moved up and positioned him, sliding his tip around her juices. "Get your pussy down there and fuck me." Eric told her with a growl and she stared at him. "Fuck me hard, Carli." She slid over him, and her body took him in slowly as she gasped. She had no clue how she could ever be with anyone else, and even pretend that they made her feel like this. She thrust herself onto him hard and rough and arched her back so he would slide against her walls at the right angle. He gripped her hips and moved her, and she cried out as he threatened to move right through her. The pressure built inside of her and she rode him harder until she screamed his name as she came, enjoying his hands digging into her as he followed. She collapsed on top of him, and he held her close as she breathed deeply.
"I am having an affair." Carli said softly, and felt her eyes smart. "Oh, god. I am a cheater now." She felt Eric stroke her hair and she held him closer as it hit her. "Why me? Why do you want me?"
"I have since I saw you. I saw you go into Starbucks tonight and I wanted to see you, and just feel you again. I don't care that you are involved in this long distance relationship. I am the one that you are with right now and that is all that matters right now." Eric assured her, and she looked at him as she rested her head on his muscled chest. "I want you every night that I can have you, Carli. So until you are not in the city limits anymore, you will be in my bed." Carli stared at him with wide eyes and he pushed her onto her back and parted her legs as he towered above her, sliding his finger up her thigh and into her sensitive folds. She swore that she was still climaxing with all of the muscles contracting, yet she found herself wanting more. She realized that she may always want more, and she reached forward to slide her hand around him and harden him. They made love again after they were both ready, and he drove himself into her as he hitched one leg over his shoulder as best her could and let the other one get pushed to the side with his hard movements. Carli imagined that he would always bring her screaming as she climaxed again and gripped the pillow above her head. She closed her eyes and dimly felt him get up as she let the aftershocks hit her, and then he moved next to her and slid an arm over her stomach.
"You are going to be the death of me." Carli told him, and looked over at him as he moved to kiss her. His mouth was minty and she realized that was why he disappeared. She slid her arms around his neck and rolled against him as they kissed deeply and he slid a hand slowly down her back. "How can you make me feel that way every time?
"I intend you make you feel that way every time. You are quite something yourself though, sweet Carli. I am not doing this all on my own. I….." His words paused against her lips, and she kissed him again lingeringly before asking what he was going to say. "Nothing, Carli. Nothing at all." They kissed until they both fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. Carli woke up in time to hurry to the hotel to change and head to the studio and she finished that day, hugging everybody there happily. Jess invited her to dinner to celebrate, and Carli checked the clock with quick eyes. She had plans with Eric, but turning down dinner seemed a bit risky and obvious. She accepted with a smile and they all headed out to one of the finest steakhouses in the city. There were six people there, and wine was ordered and appetizers covered the table soon. Carli excused herself to use the restroom and texted Eric to tell him she was running a bit late there, and he returned one asking where she was. She told him and he told her that he would go there and she protested but he ended the texts then. Carli went into a panic and calmed herself down before she returned to the table. She sipped wine and chatted as her eyes constantly roamed the room, and then her plate was set before her. There were a few fans that came up to talk to her throughout the evening, and that made Eric's appearance through the door even more nerve wracking for her. He wore a nice suit and his hair was perfect, and he slowly looked around until their eyes met. Carli felt the blush on her pale cheeks and she glanced down as he walked over to the bar. She continued to talk around the table and look over at him as he settled in with a group.
Jess went into the bathroom, passing the bar along the way, and sat down next to Carli with a wink. "We might both have great men, but no woman can walk by that without noticing." She shot a look in Eric's direction and Carli glanced over and let out a nervous giggle. "He is the epitome of hot." They were talking closely and they both laughed, and Carli felt her skin heat up. She knew just how hot he was, and she tightened deep inside as she thought about it. She glanced up at him to see his blue eyes looking her way, and so did Jess. "Does he know you?"
"I recognize him from somewhere, but I am not sure where. Perhaps he knows the band." Carli said, recognizing the need in his eyes as she looked at him. She looked down and swallowed, sipping her wine with trembling hands. This was getting out of hand. She pretended to be calm as she sat there amongst her friends and she smiled, but it was a relief to get to the bathroom for a moment alone. She took several deep breaths and refreshed her make up and walked out the door with a confidence that crumbled as she saw him leaning against the wall. He combed her black dress with his eyes and then met hers, and she glanced around. "Why are you here?"
"To see you." Eric told her, and she pleaded with him to leave with her eyes. He glanced back to see a long hallway, and pulled her down it as she whispered his name. "You look good in that dress." Eric told her, pressing her against a dark wall at the end and kissing her deeply. He slid his hands down the side of her body and under her skirt, and she gasped against him as he slid his finger under her thong. He found her wet and turned on, and soon she was moaning against him as he brought her to a hard climax. "Think of what I am going to do to you when we are truly alone." Eric whispered, licking his finger slowly before kissing her again. She tasted herself and she met his tongue eagerly as she slid her hand over his erection. "I want you, Carli. Hurry up over there and meet me at my place." He kissed her one last time and led her by the hand until they were in sight of any customers using the restroom, and shot her a sultry glance before disappearing into the men's room. Carla slipped back into the girls room and cleaned up her mess and fixed her hair and face. She thanked the invention of gloss and replaced it once she got back to the table and sipped her wine again. Nobody seemed to notice her long absence and she smiled in relief. The dinner ended after a very long hour of Eric being just across the room from her, eating his own dinner and tempting her as he sat there. She took a few pictures with the group and then grabbed a cab to Eric's apartment. He was not home yet and she leaned against the wall to wait as she got anxious and even angry.
"What took you so long?" Carli asked as he finally strolled down the hallway, and he smirked.
"I remember you being the one that made me wait." Eric reminded her, unlocking his door. "I needed to finish my meal, despite being very hard the remainder of the night. It was terribly uncomfortable." He opened the door and gestured for her to go in first. She did and he grabbed her and pushed her against the wall. She dropped her purse and gasped and he slid his arms around her. "Watching you there as your fans proved their love for you was a huge turn on. I wonder if they know how much you enjoy being fucked, Carli. I am sure they all want the same." Carli moaned as he pressed his hardness into her and she asked to turn around. He moved back enough for her to, and she dropped to her knees as she unbuckled his pants and released it into her face. He pushed it into her mouth and she took every inch as she moaned against him, and he pumped harder. He twitched against her and then came hard, and she gasped at the amount but somehow managed to swallow it all. He dragged her up when he was done and led her by the hand to the bedroom, and pushed her onto the bed. Carli felt his lips on her thighs and she cried out as he slowly licked her, and she felt her raw need overtaking her logic.