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.”
I smile and pat his head, but push his arms away and stand on my very wobbly legs.
“While that would make for some interesting sexual positions we could try Alexander, I would prefer for you to keep your legs attached to your body.”
My gaze drift along his form as he rises, locking quickly on the thick erection trying to break out of his jeans.
“My eyes are up here Aria.” Alexander points two fingers at his bright eyes as a smile spreads across his face.
“What? Can’t a girl look at her man? All of her man.”
He grabs me and spins me around, pushing my back into his chest. His arms squeeze around my waist as I feel his hot breath run down my neck.
“So, I’m your man, huh?”
“I said it once, that was hard enough. You know how I feel about commitment. Baby steps Alexander. Baby steps.”
“I’ll give you baby steps.” His hand slides up my side to cup my breast as I squirm away.
“Ah, no. You won’t give me baby anything. I don’t want to be pregnant.”
I lean up against the dining room table waving my hands in the air to guard against his ‘baby’ vibes. He shakes his head while mimicking my hand gestures.
“No, Aria, that’s not what I meant. I don’t want to get you pregnant. I was joking. Gah! Why can’t I think sometimes?”
I can’t help but giggle as he struggles to apologize. He really is like a puppy sometimes. I’m about to snuggle up to him again when we hear someone clearing their throat at the doorway. I turn my head to see Mr. Gibson aka Buzz Cut, standing there looking at Alexander.
“Yes Bradley, what is it?” There is irritation in Alexander’s voice.
“Your mother’s here Mr. Hawthorne.”
“Shit.” Both me and Alexander exclaim at the same time.
“Right. Tell her to wait in my office. I will join her shortly.”
“I don’t think she will go for that sir.”
Alexander groans and turns to me gripping my arms, “Wait here Aria. I’m going to talk with my mother. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Have some dessert or something.”
He waves at the strawberries and whipped cream in the middle of the table as he walks toward Bradley.
“I’ll just suck on some strawberries then until you get back, shall I?”
Alexander stops just before he turns the corner and cocks an eyebrow at me.
“Go, be with your mom. I’ll keep myself entertained with fruit.” I laugh as he shakes his head and wanders off.
Eating the strawberries took all of a minute, so now I am full and bored. When I get bored I get nosey. This is the time to start snooping. I head out of the dining room and down the artwork covered hallway. There are a few rooms that I assume are guest bedrooms, that I explore but nothing interesting in them. Just expensive linens, beautiful paintings and lavish rugs. The usual for Alexander.
I can’t tell you what I expect to find, maybe some old pirate map and Alexander and I go off on our own Goonies style adventure. That would be cool. But I don’t find anything remotely close to a treasure map or something that might indicate an adventure.
Turning the corner I find a smaller hallway with simply painted dark gray walls with no artwork on them. There is one room at the end of it. I turn the door handle, but it’s locked so I start to let go just as the door squeaks open. Whoever was last in here must not have closed it all the way. Looking behind me to make sure no one is watching as I push through and quickly step inside. Once I shut the door I find a light switch to illuminate the room. Looking around I notice various television monitors and computer equipment. It dawns on me that this must be his security room. Anyone with as much art as Alexander, has to have a security team watching all day and night.
My eyes flicker over the screens and I see movement on one of them. Stepping closer I notice it’s Alexander’s office. His mother is sitting in a chair with her back to the camera and Alexander is pacing the room. I sit in the black leather chair and can faintly hear someone talking. Looking around I notice a vent against the wall by the chair. Leaning closer to the vent I realize I can almost perfectly hear what is being said in Alexanders office. Their voices only slightly muffled.
“And I said no more mom. This needs to stop now.” Alexander is pointing to his mom, his pacing has stopped.
“A deal is a deal. You got what you wanted. I still don’t know what you see in her. She is pretty, yes, but quite gullible if you ask me. She ate up everything I told her like it was her first meal after a month on a deserted island.” His mother turns her head up to Alexander but her face is still blocked from view.
“I don’t like your little mind games you play, never have. I never wanted to be apart of this to begin with. I thought once dad died you would leave me alone. Why can’t you just go away?”
His mother stands and brings her hand up to his face to cup his cheek. Alexander winces and looks away.
“My poor baby. He gets the pretty doll he’s wanted for years and now he thinks he can change the rules on me. I’ll not take up more of your time. I know you want to get back to playing with your doll, but I will explain something to you before I go Alexander. People are stupid and get in the way. Sometimes I need people to go away for good.”
She turns and finally I can see her face as she walks around the chair and heads to the door.
“What do you mean go away for good mom?”
Halting her movements she looks off in the distance, “Your father was threatening divorce before he died, which I didn’t mind so much but he also threatened to give me very little to live on. I couldn’t have that. Luckily, his plane went down with his slut girlfriend.”
“Oh my god mom, you…”
She turns her head up to the camera as if she knows I am watching her and smirks.
“I just hope Aria is everything you hope for and you, my son, are everything I hope for.”
She walks out of the room leaving a stunned Alexander behind.
That bitch is crazy!
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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
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32. THE Uncomfortable Silence
31. THE Online Experience
30. THE Same Old Shi
29. THE Talk
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27. THE Birthday
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15. THE Joint
14. THE Let Down
13. THE Truce
12. THE Phone Call
11. THE Assistant
10. THE New Year
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8. THE Holiday Party
7. THE Zipper Incident
6. THE Cake
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