Brooke left early the next morning so I didn't get a chance to get to say bye.

But I really wasn't complaining.
I kept the text message to myself and waved it off.
Stuffing it to the back of my mind with all of my other worries I chose to ignore.

I didn't have time to deal with that.

I woke up around 11:30 and walked into the kitchen.

I drank on an empty stomach the night before and barely kept a drink down.
I had two tequilas and I was gone.

Damon was still asleep and I wasn't surprised. Usually when he drank, he would stay in bed until about 2 in the afternoon.

With no surprise.

Raphael was in the kitchen, eating his food, shirtless.

Dear Lord Almighty.
"Morning." I murmur and he glances up at me.

My hair was in a bun and once again I was reduced to my glasses, instead of my contacts.

"Good morning beautiful. Fun night?" He asks with a smirk.
His sarcasm was comedic.

"Very." I whisper and he chuckles.
"Hangover?"
"Oh yes." I groan and rub the bridge between my nose.
He shifts to his feet and gets me a glass of water, a banana and Aspirin.
"Eat this first. It's not heavy but it's settling." He instructs and I smile.
"Thanks." I reply and peel the banana.

"Slowly." He quickly whispers.
"What?" I ask as I go to bite my banana.
"Slowly. I wanna watch you out it in your mouth." He says with low eyes,

I shove him and scoff but don't hold back the smile that forms across my lips.
"You're nasty." I mumble and quickly take a small bite out of my banana.

"Now I know you can fit more into your mouth Aries." He says raising an eyebrow at me.

How dare he say such a thing! Although it was the truth...

"Control your damn hormones." I whisper as take another bite.

"I can't help my hormones. My wife is gone." He defends.
Well isn't that a contradiction in a sentence...

"So?" I say in an amused tone.
"So. I have you here all alone." He whispers.
His eyes fill with lust as I gaze down his body.

Those fucking glorious abs were just calling me.
The things I'd do to this man...endless.

"My best friend is here." I remind.
"Yeah. Your gay best friend."
Touché.
I smile and turn away from him.
"Face me. I want to watch you."
Maybe it was the alcohol still stirring in my system.
Maybe it was the thrill of Brooke not being here.
But for some odd reason, I turn around and face him, sitting next to him on the stool.
I barely eaten any of my banana and now I was paranoid too.

He reaches over and grabs it and I look at him strangely and he stands up.
"Open your mouth."
I raise an eyebrow at him, but I do so, watching him as he slowly leads it into my mouth, "Don't bite yet."
It's a banana, not a dick.
But he was making it seem like it was... Nasty.
He leaned and grabbed the back of my head, pushing my head further down until I almost had the banana completely in my mouth.
It felt weird and strangely tantalizing,
He pulled my hair back, slowly pulling my mouth off of it but he paused,
"Now you may." He instructs and I bite down softly taking some of the banana in my mouth.

This was so secretly sexual.
After I swallowed he brought .my head back down and forced the rest of the banana into my mouth.
And I chewed it nervously.
After swallowing and licking my lips, I glance back up at him.
"Tilt your head bak and open your mouth." He instructs.
There was no more banana...what was he going to do?

Nonetheless I follow what he orders and he reaches over and picks up the Aspirin.
He drops it in my mouth and grabs the glass of water.
"Hopefully I don't get any on your face." He murmurs.
Such a cruel dirty joke.
I close my eyes as I feel the cold water enter my mouth and I swallow and sit up straight.
"Thanks."
That's all I could say?
He smirks at me and I sigh. "What? Your wife won't let you feed her sexual fruits?" I ask and he rolls his eyes.
"Don't worry about my sex life with her."
It's that bad?
"I think I deserve to know why you're even having an affair." I say with gleaming eyes.
"You really want me to tell you the difference between sex with you and sex with Brooke?"
Well that was a difficult question.
I shrug and he shifts, "My wife is boring with sex. She lays on her back with her legs down and every time I try to wrap her legs around my waist, she pushes them back down. Her moans are the same. Actually she barely moans at all." He complains.

"Maybe she's loose." I whisper, so he can't hear.
"What?" He asks.
"Maybe you aren't good." I tease.
Maybe the other thing I said was too much...

"You think I'm not good? After the good fuck I gave you the other night. Trust me your pussy never felt so good before me," he says in a deep monotone voice.

My eyes widen and I cross my legs.
"Don't act so scared and nervous. But I'm going to go into the garage to work in the car. Do what you like but don't leave the house." He instructs.

So he's just going to the leave me here? Slightly aroused over that little act we just engaged in?

Such an ass...

The master bathroom was perfect, it even had a steam room which I turned on.
I stripped of my night clothes and put my hair into a ponytail, sitting in the small room as the steam consumed me.

I closed my eyes and I fall into the heat.
It was spreading across my body.
I was already overheated from arousal and this heat was making it more intense.
I looked down at my wet body, the sweat dripping my cleavage and down onto my stomach.

I swallowed hard and inhaled sharply.

What was wrong with me?
I got up and turned the steam off and hopped into the shower.
Sitting on the little seat and letting the rays hit my stomach.

I sighed and stood in my tip toes and reached for the shower head. I dragged it so the rays went across my chest and on my stomach.

Just a little lower...

I whimpered as I brought it between my legs, the rays landing right ...there.

I bite back a moan as I lower the rays, and open myself up.
Holy fuck.

I throw my head back but then suddenly hear a knock on the door and I freeze.

"Aries?" It's Damon.

"Uh. Yeah?" I reply, my face flushing pink.

"Are you...masturbating?" I swallow hard and cover my face even though he can't see.

"No." I whisper and I know..I just know he's laughing.

"If you're having withdrawals just go downstairs and talk to pretty boy." He chimes and I hear his footsteps distant.

I glare at him even though he is in another room.

Finally still pent up with sexual frustration, I put the shower head back and began washing my body and hair like a normal person.

Jesus, Aries, must you let your hormones get the best of you?

Yes. Why yes I must.

After hopping out of the shower and changing into a tight skirt and a button up, I moved back downstairs to grab something to eat, seeing I only had a suggestive banana to eat this morning.

Damn you Raphael.

Speaking of the devil, once again he was the first I see.
"Hey there Angel." He says, his body is dripping with sweat and I remember he was working on his car.
Didn't he pay people to do that stuff?

"Sup champ." I try to say nonchalantly, but instead I sounded like a nervous punk.
I was probably sweating as much as he was.

Why was I so horny?
And emotional?
Get it to together, M'.
I poked fun at myself and I notice his bright hazel-like eyes narrow on me.

"How was your shower?" What kind of question was that? That's like asking someone, how are those socks?
Like what?

"Wet." I say in a dark voice.

Wrong choice of words!
He smirks at me and walks closer to me.

Stand firm on your ground Aries!

"So I heard. Even I know you are quite loud." He mumbles.
I gasp and gape at him and he chuckles. "Damon came down the stairs talking about it. Don't worry I wasn't watching you. Though I'm sure you'd like that."
I blush red and look down at the floor.

"Look at me." He demands softly.

Don't look at him...don't you dare!

I lift my head up and my eyes lock with his.

Lust. Is the only thing that fills his eyes, cover his whole face and suddenly I'm enwrapped in him. I'm mentally his. I felt like I had submitted to him...with just eye sight.

The next movements happen so slowly and yet so swiftly that I barely have time to consume what just happens.
"I know what you like Aries." He simply murmurs.

God he's getting closer!
My hearts beating so fast that I swear Damon can hear it all the way in his room.
He knew what I like?
What did I like?
Oh my fuck, what was wrong with me?

He's in front of me, grabbing a fistful of my hair and dragging me to my knees.

Oh Jesus.

He turns around and continues to practically drag me across the kitchen floor.
"Crawl." He orders.
I whimper softly, his fist that's tangled in my hair is arousing me profusely.
I was such a slut.
We get to the garage door and he kicks it open, revealing his very nice Lamborghini.

Oh yeah, I keep forgetting...he's filthy rich.

He yanks me to my feet, and stands me in front of his car.
Folding his arms across his chest, observing me.
I felt like he was peering straight past my clothes.

"Strip." He growls and I hesitate and reach for the buttons on my shirt.
I was so nervous for some reason, acting as if this was my first time.
"You're taking too long. Do it faster." He rushes.
Seriously. I was a stripper for crying out loud!
I blink for a moment, his words not yet processed as he suddenly approaches me and yanks my shirt open easily.
Revealing me in my black bra.
As I go to reach for his belt, he pushes me back on the hood of his car, crashing his lips on mine, wrapping my legs around his waist as his tongue battles with mine.
Rolling over my tongue...over and over...
I needed his tongue on my pussy...now.

His hand reached between my legs and rubbed my wetness.

I could feel the folds of my pussy sticking to my panties as the moisture increased with every waken second.

I moaned into his mouth as I lifted my hips up to him.

"Touch me...please." I beg as he takes my bottom lip between his teeth and pulls.

His full lips press up against my neck, down between my breasts and resting on my stomach.
His tongue swirling down, landing against my belly button, making my back arch.

I feel him smirk as he goes lower...kissing my hips and finally lifting up my skirt.

I was wearing lace panties and I regretted wearing any at all...he began using that to tease me.

He rolled his tongue against the cloth that covered over my throbbing clít.

My panties were soaked with my juices as his saliva as he rolled his tongue around in a circle. Still over that damn cloth.

"Please..." I practically scream.
"Please what?" He murmurs up against my pussy.
"Please daddy." I quickly say and he pulls my panties up, making a thin line so it falls between my lips...down there.

He takes one of my lips with his mouth and sucks hard, causing me to squirm.

"Daddy don't tease." I whimper in need.
I needed this so badly.
"I do what I want Angel." He replies and moves to my other one.
Licking it slowly and take it between his lips, sucking.

"Say what you want." He breathes.
"Your tongue on my..."
For some reason I can't say it.
I hate dirty talk but for some reason...he made it so hot.
"Say it!" He says louder, smacking the inside of my thigh.
"Put your tongue on my clít please!" I blurt out.
And my wish is his command. He literally rips my panties and lifts my legs, his tongue rolling over my clít.
"Ooohhh." I instantly moan and grab a fistful of his hair.
He flicks back and forth at the soft bud, making wet slurping noises that were driving me crazy.
He spreads my lips and licks around in a circle, flicking it quickly.
"Just like that." I groan and lift my hips to meet his tongue.

He groans in approval and I feel him slip a finger inside and I coo in pleasure.

He was going to kill me.
He twisted his finger inside and I squeeze my eyes together as I feel my legs begin to shake.
I needed another finger...I needed to feel that fullness. I needed to feel full.
Fuck his finger. I needed him inside me!

He pumps his finger slowly as his mouth latches around my clít and nibbles on it briefly before sucking.
"Daddy I'm gonna cùm." I warn and turns his finger up.

But the noises, the wet noises...no.
Not only was I about to um...I was about to...
"Fùck I'm gonna squirt ...," I warn in a breathless moan.
He tilts his finger down and that's my undoing.

I throw my head back and let out a high moan, my legs shaking open as I see the clear liquid shoot out of me and land all over his face and on his car.

Oh shit.

He sits up, his lips wet with my juices and a dark dominant look that covered his face.

"You're gonna clean that up too." He groans seductively and suddenly grabs me by my hair and turns me around, pushing my face to the little mess I made.
He didn't need to tell me what to do, I already know.
His hand in my hair, holds me in place, as I lick up the 'squirt puddle' I literally had to slurp it to get all of it.
He turns me around again to face me. "Now let me taste." He whispers and presses his lips against mine, taking my tongue and sucking on it.

Holy mother of fùck.

The kiss is brief because as soon as I know it, I'm back on my knees again.

He pulled at his pants and dropped them to the ground, his erection begging to break free from his briefs.

I take the opportunity to take it out myself, watching as it springs to life.
I look up at him and he's staring at me, taking deep heavy breathes.
I grasp him firmly, stroking his shaft, twisting my wrist as I flick my tongue out, rolling it across his tip. He groans softly and I see his pupils dilate.
He stiffens and makes louder noises and I ignore it, my other hand cupping his bàlls and massaging them gently as I lick from his base to his tip.
His precùm slipping out the tip as I suck at it for a moment...just a moment before going back to just licking.

His jaw clenches and he grabs the back of my head, shoving himself into my mouth.

I wanted him to go fucking crazy.
I needed this rough.

I take both hands and quickly stroke him, as I bob my had up and down as I suck as hard as possible, massaging my tongue back and forth in a circle as I twist my head up and down.

Secretly loving how his bàlls constricted right before he came, I dropped my hand under and squeezed him, he grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and roughly fucked my mouth.

Gagging me with each stroke, saliva and cùm came out the corners of my mouth.
His moans increasing as I feel a hot load shoot into my mouth.

I easily swallow and before I know it, I'm on my stomach on the hood of his car.
"Keep your fùcking back arched." He demands.
That was common sense.
I groan and look back over at him as he massages himself up against my pùssy before sliding in.
"Fuck." I moan out and he spanks me and grips my hips.
Slamming into me over and over.

"Oh. Yes. Fùck. Me." I beg and he twists his hips in a circle.
I swear he was in my stomach. The relevancy of that term was so accurate as I feel his bàlls slapping against my àss.
The sound increasing as well as my moans.
"God you're so fùcking tight." He moans in approval as I try to reach for something on the car to steady myself.
I want more.
I shifted my knee up in the hood, giving me balance so I could grind myself back on him.

I could see my àss moving up from impact.

This sight was so damn sexy.

I felt my òrgasm already building and I bit my lip, drawing blood.
His face was strained with pleasure as I began throwing my ass back at him.

Shít. His wife never did this, so I might as well show him what's he's missing.

He begins going faster and harder. My body practically bouncing off of his as he digs his nails into my hips.

"I'm gonna cùm!" I scream and he reaches down and rubs my clít.

I'm done.

The world shatters as my orgasm washes over me in spasms.
My body lifting higher and higher...
I couldn't stop moaning as I felt it drag on and on.

He pulls out of me and I drop to my knees.
"Open your mouth." He moans huskily and as soon as I do.

He lets out his hot seed all over my face, hair and breasts.
His white sweetness dropping into my mouth as I lick it slowly.

Breathless. That's exactly how that left me.

But as soon as the euphoria slowly passes.

I remember...Damon is in the other room.
So fucking embarrassing.

~*~*~*
A slight sex scene.
I had a little friend help me write this...it's kind of difficult to write about vanilla sex but hey. Lol
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