Hello everyone it's me, Elizabeth Lynx, the author. I know what your are thinking, where's Evaleen? Well, she's still here in my head but for right now that's where she stays. You see I made a big decision yesterday, I decided to put Payne In The Blog on hiatus for a while.
In case you are wondering, I am still in the closet at work. I should leave and get back to my tasks but for some reason my legs won’t move. Perhaps I stepped in super glue and it dried while Edgar was breathing on me.
After a few minutes I manage to walk again and make my way back to my office where I stare at my computer screen. How am I supposed to get any work done when that just happened? His words and his breath are all that’s on my mind.
Hello everyone! I am sure most of you know me by now. I am Evaleen Bechmann. For those who don’t, let me explain … no screw that, let’s go back in time to where this blog first started. That’s right I am going to make everyone relive the past eleven months. Only this time, it’s my story!
It was a chilly December day when a buxom red head strolled off the elevators and down the hall to the assistant’s desk outside Payne’s office. Being the head of HR and the only one competent enough to run an interview with the VP of Mirmir, I sat behind that desk. I looked up into those innocent hazel eyes and thought, ‘what a pity’.
There is banging coming from somewhere but I can’t tell where. It might help if I opened my eyes. As they flicker open I shift slightly from my stomach onto my side. I feel sore, especially between my legs. That’s when the memories of the night flood my brain.
***WArning! This post is 18+ Years only. Sexual Content***
So much to think about! Questions, questions, questions and then there is location to consider. Do we have sex in my bed where we are right now or in the shower or any number of places?
My heart is beating fast and it’s not from the sexual excitement of finally getting to have sex with Alexander, it’s stress. I’m his first…well, first he didn’t have to pay for. What if he hates it? Or maybe I’ll fart. Oh no, I’m feeling gassy now.
Alexander is standing in my bedroom and I think, just a few months ago he was doing the same thing dripping wet. He was unknown to me then, just a hot guy who gave me a thrill but now I understand him. He isn’t a mystery to be pawed at until I scream his name in pleasure. Now, he loves me and I love him but the mystery is replaced by uncertainty.
It’s his eyes I think. His hypnotic eyes, the ones that captivated me from the first time I saw them in that parking garage, only now they won’t look at me. I’ll look. My eyes sweep over his clenched jaw to his black T-shirt and dark jeans. My heart stutters and skips just as much as it did that rainy night not so long ago. Especially as he walks over to me and cups my chin with his fingers.
There is an emergency. One that needs to be acted upon immediately.
“A round of shots of your most average priced whiskey. And stat!” Morgana’s hand slams against the dark wooden table of our booth.
“Why are we here again? It’s Sunday night, not Thursday, normal SWIM meet time.” Tiffany’s eyes scan each of our faces around the table, her adorable little nose scrunched to meet her brow in confusion.
“Men. That’s why we’re here. Men and their stupid ideas and their belief that they can play you like violin.” Morgana digs her finger in the table.
Mrs. Hawthorne is a sharp contrast to this dated brown and linoleum kitchen, as her outfit screams money with her creamy linen tailored pants suit and silk navy blouse. Her shiny chestnut hair pulled up into a slick French twist. She looks out of place and based on the way her eyes soak up her surroundings and her mouth curves in response, Alexander’s mom feels out of place too.
“Alexander where have you been hiding yourself? I thought we agreed?” Her eyes momentarily flicker to me before settling back on Alexander, “We were to meet on Thursday. Our arrangement on travel.”
I’ve been away for a while. You probably thought I was dead or living in cave but no. I was here, hidden in Alexander’s apartment.
It’s been wonderful the past few weeks, just us. I’ve been helping him enjoy the outside during the day. Taking it slowly, like a picnic by the lake or a short stroll around the block. Some days are better than others. And by better I mean we stay inside enjoying each other…wink, wink!
“Okay.” My voice is barely audible or maybe it’s because my heart is thumping loudly in my ears that I can scarcely hear the word come out of my mouth.
Alexander slowly pushes away from my neck to search my eyes. He doesn’t believe me. I don’t believe me either. What am I saying? Move in with a guy I met only weeks earlier?
***WARNING Sexual content. 18 years+ only***
My eyes flicker to the various monitors as I watch Alexander’s mom walk through the rooms of the apartment and out his front door. I don’t move until I witness her stepping on to the elevator and the doors closing. Letting out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding, I sink into the black leather swivel chair.
“Holy shit,” I breathe out as her words still ring in my ears.
Was that woman threatening my life? Alexander needs to have her arrested.
We kiss and make out for a while, like teenagers. My lips bruised and swollen, my nipples hard and spiked, my heart happy and full.
“My leg is asleep.” Alexander comments as he nuzzles my neck.
I try to get up but his grip firms on my thigh and waist.
“I don’t mind. It could turn blue and fall off, but it would be worth it to have you here on my lap.”
It’s noon and I am pacing in front of Alexander’s front door. I told him I would come here for lunch but now I am starting to rethink this. All of this.
I am going to backtrack a bit. This, right here, is why I don’t get involved with men. The drama. The mothers or best friends or any other baggage they have lying around ready for me to trip over. With Alexander he has a whole luggage set.
So with Aria still being on vacation I had the boys help out. They did an interview, much like Evaleen did on Tueday. Only, something very important is revealed in this interview. Something that let's you (the reader) know the truth about a character before their love interest does.
Wow! I know. Shocking.
So, click on over to Lightning City Book Reviews to see the interview with the boys...click HERE.
As you know the ladies are off this week and even if they weren't, they never post on a Wednesday. But, since it is their holiday I figured I would give everyone a little extra. A little more about the men...Henrik, Edgar and Alexander.
Char over at Lightning City Book Reviews is helping me all week while the ladies take a much needed break. So, we decided to focus on the men today.
It's hump day, let the dry humping begin!
Click here to dry hump HENRIK
Click here to dry hump EDGAR
Click here to dry hump ALEXANDER
I bet you came here today expecting a post from Aria. I hate to inform you but she is on vacation and, well, Morgana is in New York so she can't help either. BUT!!! I do have Evaleen helping me and another friend of mine over at Lightning City Book Reviews. Trust me when I say it is worth the read.
Oh, and Lightning City will being doing something new all week for all things Payne!
Check out what Evaleen says about the ladies, the men and all things Payne! Click HERE
“Aria! So, how did the meeting go.” Alexander sounds so hopeful on my phone.
I just keep mumbling “Uh” and “Yeah” on the phone with him as I make my way into my apartment. Flopping down on my couch that still has a slight beef jerky odor to it, I sigh into the phone.
“That good huh?” He lets out nervous laughter.
“She told me somethings about you that has made me wonder.”
So it’s the following Tuesday and everywhere I go I scan for a mysterious person in sunglasses dressed in black. Alexander didn’t say his mom would send someone who was dressed like that, I just imagine he will look like that. Some big, husky guy who was a former kickboxer or linebacker, dressed in a black suit and tie. He will grab my arm, dragging me away but won’t say a word.
Obviously, due to my imagination I am a little on edge.
It’s the Thursday after Morgana and Evaleen have returned from London. We are all out for drinks for the SWIM meet and even Tiffany has joined us. Due to her son still being in the hospital she hasn’t shown up the past few times we all met. Luckily, David has woken from his coma but he has a long road ahead of physical and occupational therapy.
Morgana is uncomfortable around Evaleen and I can understand why. From what Evaleen and Morgana have explained everything good and bad and in between has gone down at their company. I wouldn’t want their lives right now if you paid me. Especially now as Alexander and I continue to get to know each other. I am happy getting to know him, us spending time together. This is a first for me, wanting to be with a guy in this way. I guess both of us will be having firsts with each other.
“So tell me something I don’t know about you Aria?” Alexander leans back in his rich brown leather mid-century chair that I am thinking is an original and not a knock off from Ikea. His whole home screams original. Original artwork. Original furniture. Original sexy. Ooops, looking at his crotch again, sorry...not sorry.
It’s been a few days since our sexual exploration of each other and I am relaxing on the matching leather sofa in his living room. I have been spending a lot of time with him as we get to know each other. Not in the way I really want to get to know him but just talking to each other. Surprisingly, I am enjoying our conversations.
****WARNING: This post is for mature audiences. 18 Years+ only****
Way back in the day I watched youtube sex videos, when they still had good sex videos on youtube. Usually they were real life couples having sex for the camera. I don’t know if they just liked knowing people were watching them or what, but I went through a period of time where I was hooked on them.
****WARNING: This post is for mature audiences. 18 Years or older only****
I am still sitting in this white chair looking down on a hungry if not a little hesitant Alexander. The smells of roasted food dotted with whiffs of strawberries fill my nostrils. While just minutes ago my stomach was rumbling, happy to be so close to the food, now I can only focus on him.
I step off the elevator onto Alexander’s floor of his apartment building and am surrounded by the wonderful masterpieces again. The memories come flooding back from that night a few weeks ago. Last time I was worried that something shady was going down, but now I would love for something tall, dark and handsome to go down! Ha! Well, I thought it was funny.
He leads me through the door as it seems to magically open. My head tries to peer behind the door to see if anyone is standing there but I see no one. Creepy.
I can’t help but stare up into those pale eyes of Alexander’s now darkening from desire, and smirk. So I haven’t been the only one going crazy this past week. As much as I want to continue our physical exploration against the tiled wall of a coffee shop bathroom, I am curious as to why the change.
Last week at my apartment he made me feel like I was everything to him and then changed on a dime. Now, suddenly he wants me again. It is hard enough for me to consider seeing a guy more than just sex, if he thinks mind games are the answer he is very much mistaken. This hot/cold/hot thing is not going to work on me.
It has been a week since I kicked Alexander out of my apartment and I am now obsessed. I can’t stop drawing him, painting him, thinking I see him everywhere and using Big John, my battery operated friend, to think about him doing exciting things to me.
My eyes fixate on the wall of coffee beans. All those brown little beans encased in plexiglass. Everytime I come here to Beans Beans and More Beans cafe, I try to figure out how they got all those coffee beans behind that wall. My hands curl around the warm paper cup of black coffee while I try to calculate the possible ways the wall could have been erected if only to distract myself from him.
This blog is 18+ years age appropriate only!
Payne Posts Menu
63. THE Insane
62. THE Bechmann
61. THE Morning After
60. THE Attack
59. THE Decision
58. THE Emergency
57. THE Welcome Home
56. THE First Day Back
55. THE Strange
54. THE Question
53. THE Crazy B
52. THE Teacher
51. THE Discussion
50. THE Mommy
49. THE Bar Fly
48. THE Watchful Eye
47. THE Big Guns
46. THE Never
45. THE Feast
44. THE Bathroom Threesome
43. THE Pee Pee
42. THE Fine
41. THE Shirt Attack
40. THE Police Song
39. THE Discovery
38. THE Pull
37. THE Aria Show
36. THE Switch Up
35. THE Delivery
34. THE Scheme
33. THE Drink
32. THE Uncomfortable Silence
31. THE Online Experience
30. THE Same Old Shi
29. THE Talk
28. THE Drunk Dial
27. THE Birthday
26. THE Meeting
25. THE New Job
24. THE Disagreement
23. THE Big Movie
22. THE Sleepover
21. THE Club
20. THE Leave
19. THE Beggar
18. THE Confrontation
17. THE Jackoff
16. THE Bathroom
15. THE Joint
14. THE Let Down
13. THE Truce
12. THE Phone Call
11. THE Assistant
10. THE New Year
9. THE Payneful Reminder
8. THE Zipper Incident
7. THE Holiday Party
6. THE Cake
5. THE Incident
4. THE Paperwork
3. THE Letter
2. THE After Effects
1. THE Interview