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Chapter Four: Sweet Touches Come With Unwanted Voices

Being as light-headed as she hadn't been in a long time actually helped to ease her nervousness, pain and shame, a uniquely unpleasant mixture of feelings she had to deal with lately. But after her second Cosmopolitan, when the tall, blond guy with expensive cologne and the smile of a real womanizer offered to buy her a new one she agreed more than willingly. The chat they had was light and pleasantly commitment-free. The exact same kind she needed after this week – well, after this whole period of her life she had been enduring. They started with their jobs as usual, it turned out the guy named Aaron was a stockbroker, travelling through New York, staying only for tonight. Perfect. Abbie told him about her editor job at the radio station and how tiring this week had been and feeling relieved as it slowly reached its end. They didn't even touch upon the topic of their personal lives, neither of them needed to ask a single thing about it, the matter of the situation was so obvious with Abbie sitting in the bar having drinks alone and never mentioning that she would be waiting for anyone, and the constantly travelling stockbroker staying for one night in the City – that made them a perfect match for tonight. Abbie wasn't dressed for a date obviously, she wore a pair of jeans with black top under her jacket but it didn't mean she couldn't pull a striking appearance. It felt so good not thinking at all, just going with the flow. She hadn't done this for a long, long time, at least not among people. Given to that, her social life was a tragedy nowadays, especially when she desperately tried to avoid any physical contact with anyone. Well, tonight that's not what was going to happen.

When it almost turned midnight, Aaron was about to leave, he'd mentioned that earlier, since he had a flight to catch at 8 a.m. "Although I truly enjoyed myself tonight" he added. Abbie nodded with a smile in agreement, so Aaron continued. "It would be a real shame to end it here so early. Would you care to join me at my hotel room? It's right on the other side of the square, and I possess an excellent bottle of aged brandy, it's a gift from the company I happened to consult with."

Abbie smiled light-heartedly. "How could I resist – to aged brandy?" she teased.

Aaron smirked, his eyes darkening a bit when he stood up and offered her his arm to leave. The temperature wasn't as chilling as usual, due to the extraordinary warmth these days, but Abbie shivered a bit under the sudden hit of the fresh night air. Across the park there was one of the fanciest hotels of Upper West Side, Abbie was not surprised at all when she noticed they were heading there. She was rather familiar with this kind of places, as a child she used to live in hotels like this even for quite long periods with her diplomat parents all across the world. However now it felt like it had been in another lifetime. She had changed so, so much, Abbie wasn't even willing to think it through. She shook her head a bit, trying to clear her mind from this memories when she already found themselves in the elevator. With her endeavor it helped a lot that as soon as the elevator door closed behind them, Aaron turned to her and brushed a light kiss on her lips. A nice sensation jolted through Abbie's body immediately, it was something she hadn't had the chance to feel in a long time so now welcomed it gladly. Before she could lean into the kiss even deeper, the elevator clanged and the door opened.

"Here we are" Aaron breathed and stepped out, pulling Abbie with himself. He found his room quickly and let them inside, then cleared his throat and tried to collect his thoughts again. "So… we were about to try that brandy, right?"

Abbie leaned to the wall and gave him a telling smile. "I think I'm done with drinking for tonight. Do you have another suggestion?"

Aaron glanced at her with an approving and evidently amused smirk and stepped toward her. "Well, I do have something on my mind."

"I could tell" Abbie breathed, but she didn't got the chance to say anything else because his lips crushed on hers immediately. It was nothing like the first, light kiss they exchanged in the elevator. It was kind of a test from his side and when he felt confident enough about the situation, he unambiguously moved forward. Their kiss deepened and became more frantic, Abbie could feel her own body temperature rising with need – those sweet needs she had desperately suppressed and now broke out. Aaron ran his fingers through her hair and even pulled it a little bit and Abbie moaned into their kiss in return. When their lips parted he moved down onto her neck and sucked on the soft spot right under her ear. This move drove her insane, she moved harshly and automatically thrusted into his groin. Aaron was heated enough himself to burst out in need by this move. He tucked his fingers into her top and yanked it over to expose as much pale flesh of her as he could. Abbie took a moment to toss down the jacket and panted to him. "Pull it over!" she waved to her top. He obeyed immediately, then dropped his head and attacked her nice, full breasts, which were barely covered with the turquoise lace bra she was wearing. Abbie inhaled sharply and ran her fingers through the man's blonde locks. The sensation was phenomenal, something she was craving for so long, it almost made her desperate. And the man between her breasts knew the drill, for sure. At the moment when he moved to her nipple with his mouth, groping her back with his hand, multiple sensations hit Abbie's senses. First his administrations felt extremely good on her nipples, sending waves right down to her sex – she shuddered with lust when something else happened: she heard a voice clear but somehow distant. A man's voice. Give in to me, baby and get to the real deal. It took a few moments for her to acknowledge: she heard Aaron's voice in her head. Abbie glanced down to the man who was still busy with teasing her aroused nipples and now shoved his hand into her jeans. She intended to think about how he meant that in his mind, but every trace of cloudy thoughts vanished when he hit her sweet spot with his fingers.

"Yes, please" she hissed. Aaron took his chance and stripped her off of her jeans and panties. She wanted this so bad and for so long. He teased her for a while, listening to her deepening pants, until she was so wet, he finally had enough. Then Aaron emerged and spoke in a raspy voice. "I want you from behind."

She had absolutely no problem with that, so willingly gave him a seductive smile and nodded. The man visibly grew more self-confident at her silent response and nodded his head toward the giant panorama window, unbuckling his belt. "Move to the window!" he commanded.

Abbie's heart skipped a beat for the thought of being fucked at the window above the City which was incredibly hot and something she never did before. Almost like doing it in public. So did as she was told, feeling in a bliss and also as naughty and needy as never before. She support herself on the wide window and for a short moment she looked down to the city she loved. This is a night she'd never forget. Tilting her nice ass up, eagerly waiting for what was coming she glanced over her shoulder to Aaron. She saw the man taking a moment to intake the ravishing beauty of the woman in front of her with extremely pale skin, matching blonde hair and overpowering neediness for him after he managed to put up a condom. He felt undoubtedly contended and a little smug as well. "That's a good girl" he growled. With a swift move he shoved himself into her folds so firmly, Abbie cried out at the overwhelming sensation. It was truly a bit rough for her, since she wasn't with anyone for years now and the pleasurable antecedents earlier were stopped quite abruptly. It didn't matter, she did her best to go with the flow and adjust to the erratic pace he was setting inside her sweetness. But while his strong thrusts impaled her also another jolting sensation ripped through her mind. Such a little, good slut, she even enjoys it! The words, undoubtedly nothing else than Aaron's inner thoughts, hurt her as soon as she comprehend them. Her heart sank with waves of sadness. She tried to force her mind to stay empty but her own inner voice yelled through her brain. I am not a slut. Why can't I just enjoy an innocent affair without this?

Being judged by the man who happened to be relentlessly fucking her for his own bliss was unacceptable. But his ministrations started to feel good as he found the right pace and sent sweet vibes throughout her entire body. Abbie tried desperately to focus on her own pleasure – seems like it was the drill now, being concerned with their own benefits. She tried to move her body getting some more pleasure out of the situation. Aaron reached out and grabbed one of her breasts with one hand, still steadying her hips with his other. That was the point when his incoherent inner voice hit her brain again. Slutty city girls… always my type. Fucking like this… should do this all the time when I got the chance. Abbie tried everything not to listen to the man's unwanted thoughts. Who cares what is he thinking of her? They'll never see each other again. Who am I kidding?, Abbie thought to herself. It hurts bad, no matter I'm not even suppose to know this. I want to enjoy myself. Is this such a bad thing?

She felt far from her climax – in the past few seconds a little even further than she had been, but the heated and increasing gasping from behind told her, he was about there. "Come with me!" the hoarse command came. It didn't work though and as he ripped into her for one last time with a loud groan, even more clear and harsh words crawled into her mind. Fucking boring marital sex. Elena should have seen this.

Poor Abbie flinched at that. Elena was his wife with no doubt. The wife he had purposely didn't mention during the entire evening, keeping her in the dark. She was never intended to commit adultery. She wasn't seeking for wedded men, ever. Lying to Abbie hurt her almost even worse than unrespectful thoughts. For once she just wanted to enjoy herself, having a human moment, but… hey, the harm is already done. Abbie gritted her teeth when felt Aaron retreating from her. Rage and revenge flooded over her brain and decided not to go home until getting her relief as she was supposed to. Sympathy vanished from her as she turned back and faced the man again.

"To the bed, now" she commanded.

Aaron raised an eyebrow, but didn't mind the sudden turn of events. "Are we going all romantic now?" he teased as he backed to the impressive queen size bed.

Abbie groaned with darkened eyes. "Oh no, we won't do any romantic at all. Spare that to your wife!"

"What?" he seemed utterly surprised by her words, but Abbie didn't intend to explain anything further. She tossed him onto the bed and climbed over him.

"Now we are focusing onme a little bit more" she stated.

Aaron smirked devilishly. "I don't have a problem with that. I love women who know what they want."

Abbie never looked down at him again as she angled herself upon the man and buried all the sadness and loneliness deep in her heart. She was desperate to have a good night. She deserved that, no matter what.

"Eat me!"