Chapter 18

Wes's face scrunched up in distaste as he licked his semi-melting ice cream, biting my bottom lip I said nothing as I watched him hold his cone an arm's length away resembling a child being forced to eat all his vegetables. It was cute, the way his bottom lip curled in disgust, his nose pinched tight as if the smell itself repulsed him. Crossing my ankles together I caught him turning in my direction, his grey eyes roaming down below my bare legs and lingering longer than I would normally approve.

"You don't like strawberry, do you?" I asked catching his attention

His brows furrowed at my words as if I had spoken in tongue, confusion marring his expression, to know I had that affect on him made me feel giddy. Knowing I have a slight leverage over him made me feel, powerful, womanly -special. Repeating my question I noticed his forehead smoothing as he know understood the question, he sent a disgusted glare towards the pink cone in his out stretched hand before returning his gaze to me "I hate strawberry but I figured you would like it."

I shook my head "Gross I hate strawberry ice cream, the fruit isn't bad though." I answered a small smile teasing my lips

"I thought all girls liked strawberry?" Wes asked sounding genuinely confused as if I told him the world is actually flat "Not this girl." I said with a smug smirk before licking my own ice cream

His eyes narrowed as my tongue slipped out and ever so slowly licked down to partly frozen treat, his eyes catching every movement of my tongue made before retreating back into my mouth. His silver eyes raised to meet mine, the hazy cloud of lust all to enhancing the blue flicks in the midst of the cloud of silver "We could share." he offered

I shook my head without giving it a second thought "I'm greedy." I shrugged barely getting the words out when he leaned forward his upper half leaning against my body, crushing me slightly by his massive weight. He lowered his nose rubbing it down the side of my neck before pressing a soft kiss against my pulsing vein, grazing his teeth lightly over the damp area I felt his free hand against my breasts. Moaning I arched my chest forward in abandonment, I felt him smile against my skin his warm breath fanned the moist skin as his fingers traced my breast. Involuntarily I shivered against him too caught up in the butterfly kisses he peppered down my neck to notice his hands disappeared from my neglected breasts. It was then I felt a cool breeze against my chest and the warm afternoon sun warming my pale skin, glancing down I gasped when my eyes locked on my navy bra, my blouse rolled down my shoulders revealing too much skin for my liking and in a public field of all places!

Pressing my free hand to Wes's chest I pushed him gently but the large man didn't budge as he dropped his mouth in between my twin mounds "Wes....stop-" I gasped when his hot, wet mouth latched on the milky skin of my breast

Whimpering softly I gripped a fist full of his shirt shoving his face further between my aching breasts, his free hand rubbed one breast over the soft material of my bra, the friction causing my nipple to perk in arousal. I sighed under my breath as his fingers slid the bra upwards and out of the way leaving my breasts out on display, a sudden wave of embarrassment had me raising both hands to cover my breasts as I squirmed uncomfortably under him.

"Don't hide them." Wes said in a husky voice that had every nerve in my system awakening, I shook my head before sweeping my eyes along the abandoned field looking for anyone who was hiding in the thick trees outlining the neatly trimmed grass field. With his mouth he nudged my hands away from my breasts as I darted my eyes around the field terrified someone was watching us, taping us. Gulping nervously I felt something cold touching my breast, inhaling a sharp breath I fixed my eyes on Wes who grinned wickedly "What-"

He pressed his lips to mine silencing me "Shhh...relax kitty." he whispered before pulling away, speechless and strangely aroused I watched with bewilderment as he ran the strawberry ice cream over my right breast, the pink ice cream ran over my taut nipple extracting a soft moan from me. A deep sound vibrated from on top of me but before I could identify it Wes dropped his head to my breast, his tongue slipped out lapping the melting ice cream as it dripped down my breast, he groaned and trailed his flat tongue back up my breast capturing the dripping cream much like a cat would. Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip I felt heat pooling between my legs as he flicked my pebble like nipple with the tip of his tongue before licking the remaining cream off the top of my breasts. He sucked against the sensitive skin and nibbled the burgundy area before latching his open mouth against the identical spot "....mmm." he hummed against my skin the vibration running down to my core.

Throwing my head back in ecstasy I moaned loudly into the warm afternoon air not caring who heard me as his mouth lifted off the top of my breast, peeking down through my lashes I felt the cool ice cream against my puckered nipple before I saw it, the coolness of the ice cream contrasted the hot tint on my skin adding to the tingles descending through my body. Wes captured the hardened nipple in his mouth eagerly, nibbling, sucking the sensitive nub, sucking in a breath I felt his soft locks between my fingers not realizing I moved my hand till now. Tugging on his hair I whimpered wantonly when he released the nipple from his mouth before grazing his teeth against the swollen nub.

"..Wes.." I mewed as he traced my other breasts with the ice cream, gasping at the contact I arched my chest forward as an animalistic growl sounded from above me

"That's right baby moan my name." he panted in a husky voice that indicated his arousal

Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip I bit back another moan as he attacked my other breast, his tongue lapping the ice cream away quicker than before as his teeth nipped down my breast skipping my aching nipple and trailing more scorching kisses down my breast. Every cell in my body burned with each nip, my lower abdominal clenched well aware of the wet kisses being pressed against my feverish skin as his lean body pressed further against mine, -his knee nudging my legs apart as he settled his toned thigh in between my own. His knee rubbed my drenched panties, the friction of his silky trousers against my cotton panties too much against my sensitive clit. It was an unbearable combination of smooth and soft, teasing my pulsing channel.

Rocking my hips forward I groaned harshly as he finally gave my erect nipple the attention it craved, capturing the nub between his teeth he tugged on it the exhilarating sensation causing my eyes to flutter close as he sucked on the puckered nibble, his mouth relentless and wet. Rolling my hips upwards I moaned loudly when his erection brushed my drenched panties, the feel of his steel like manhood against my wet core felt like a glass of lemonade on a hot summer day but my thirst hasn't been quenched yet. Unsatisfied pleasure pulsed through my veins the largest motivation as I thrust my hips to his feeling his erection through my skirt and panties. A grunt sounded between us but I wasn't sure which of us grunted or maybe we both did in unison "Oh fuck your wet..." he whispered, the sound coming off as a painful hiss

My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he sucked the sensitive bud while blowing on the moist nub, my hand tightened in his hair tugging the ebony strands roughly "Look at me kitty kat." he said in a soft whisper

Suppressing a moan I hesitated before opening my eyes, both nervous and excited to meet his gaze and I wasn't disappointed. Shivering under his lustful gaze I felt my cheeks taint red with the image before me, his eyes were fixed on me and his mouth hovered above my nipple, his hot breath fanning the moist bud. Gulping nervously I felt my mouth go dry as his tongue slipped out between his pink lips, with his eyes fixed on mine he flicked the erect bud extracting an estranged sound from me. His tongue swept over the nipple again then once more before he caught it between his teeth, turning it in his mouth, his molars causing enough pain for it to be pleasurable.

"Feels so....." he bit down causing me to arch away with an excited yelp of surprise, Wes grinned wickedly before he sucked hard on the breast "Good?" he finished for me with a smirk

I opened my mouth to answer when I felt him shift on top of me, his erection grinding to my heated cunt, like a kitten I purred and rubbed my soaking core to his member nodding in agreement. It felt more than good -it's jarring, blindingly amazing, astounding, stupefying...

His warm hand slid over my knee slipping under my skirt and creeping up the inside of my thigh like a lion stalking his prey, taking careful steps without a sound before pouncing forward-

"Hey, what are you two doing?" a nasally voice called out

Whipping my head around I spotted a wide hipped woman in faded jeans marching our way with two other parents well on her heels and they looked pissed, glancing behind them I noticed the other park goers paying attention to the ranting parents. Wes lifted his head in the direction of all the racket, his eyes widening when his mind put two and two together.

"Oh shit." he chuckled standing up

"What do we do?" I asked in panic as I buttoned as many of the buttons as I could before the angry mob arrived, some had their phones out....oh no. Wes laughed in response as I glared his way, he lifted my heels from the ground before taking my hand, his twin orbs twinkling with mirth but the lust was not too far below "Run." he whispered with another wicked grin

With no warning he tugged me along with him as he sprinted into a run the shouting growing louder behind us but I paid no attention to the confused gazes from the pedestrians on the sidewalk or the mob behind us as my bare feet padded against the warm sidewalk praying that we weren't stopped. The press would have a field day with this type of news; Uptight Heiress Caught Fondling in Local Park. The horror of having my face splattered on the gossip columns, gossip magazines, the Internet after one of these parents snaps our photo. What if my own mother saw?! I'd never hear the end of it if we get caught, picking up my pace I fell a few steps behind Wes as the shouts faded behind us. Too scared I'd fall I didn't take the risky chance of falling should I spare a glance over my shoulder.

"We'll lose them here." Wes called over his shoulder as we turned into a school zone swarmed with parents picking their children up from pre-school, a perfect disguise we blended in between the stay at home parents and working ones. Wes slowed down, his eyes scanning behind us for any angry parents. When his features softened I new we were in the clear, blowing out a relieved breath I met Wes's gaze to see him just as relieved. My chest rose and fell with the labored breaths I took after the unexpected run, raising my hand up to my accelerating heart I shook my head mortified at the situation I -willingly threw myself in because Wes fondled me a bit. Wes motioned for me to follow him as he still held my hand, navigating us threw the crowd till we emerged into a quiet neighborhood, not a soul in sight. It was then I released a breath knowing we were truly safe as sparrows chirped above us, their soft song soothing my jittery nervous. Glancing down at my trembling hands I was reminded of my idiotic actions in the playground.

Forgetting my surroundings I allowed him to once again touch me intimately and near a playground of all places and in result we were chased by parents who were pissed to find two grown adults dry humping. Have I lost my mind? I asked myself the question as my heart slowed down, I would never have put myself in that sort of position. A position were I am running, terrified of getting caught while still highly aroused, to take such a risk and not know the outcome it was insane, maddening even yet...I've never felt more alive. The thought settled in my mind and I now realized my heart wasn't racing because of the short run, it was racing from the adrenaline of the situation. From being caught and running away.

"What's wrong?" Wes asked turning around when he felt me stop in the middle of the sidewalk

My eyes widened at his question, has he been a sleep for the last ten minutes?! Slipping my fingers out of his grip I pressed a hand to my chest and the other to my head still trying to catch my mind up to what was happening "That was a stupid, reckless thing to do, something I would never have done and then we get caught..." I paused to glance up at him

His expression softened as he reached his bronze hand up to my shoulder rubbing gently, in soothing circular motions. Ignoring the warmth and comfort he brought with his touch I continued "It's idiotic, insane, and yet I feel so alive." I finished watching as Wes eyes widened, his hand paused it's soothing

"You aren't freaking out?" he questioned

Shaking my head I couldn't help the laughter bubbling on my lips, it sounds insane but running from a dangerous situation felt like lung full of fresh air, the thrill shot through every cell in my body sparking excitement through my system. Clutching my stomach I leaned against a nearby tree trunk bending my head back and howled with laughter like a mad woman not caring that I probably resembled one too. Wes watched as I doubled over, he bent in front of me his expression filled with concern for the crazy woman hackling in front of him.

"....that was the most fun I've had in forever." I finally said after my brief moment of hysteria

"Really?" he asked helping me to stand straight, sucking in a lungful of air I felt an ache in my sides from the laughter. Has it truly been that long since I've laughed? I thought wondering if that made me pathetic. "Let me help you." he said dropping down to one knee to help me into my heels, I placed one hand on his shoulder to steady myself.

"Thank you." I said genuine grateful to him for this afternoon, he stood up a soft smile on his lips -not a smirk a friendly smile "For this and the park thing." I clarified hoping he understood what I meant

"I've never been thanked for sucking a woman's bre-"

"Not for that you moron." I scolded yet my features remained playful "For giving me a stress-free afternoon and a much needed laugh." I admitted

He didn't speak instead he took a step forward, towering over me as he cupped the side of my face and brushed his lips against my mouth "You're very welcome kitty." he whispered against my lips and brushed his mouth over mine once more before pulling back

His thumb rubbed down the side of my face, his eyes taking my appearance in as if it were the first time he has ever laid eyes on me. The intense stare had my stomach clenching nervously, it felt as if he could see through the thick shell I've hidden behind for so long, discovering all my secrets and fears. It was that one soft gleam in his twin grey orbs that frightened me, it's too intimate and curious both emotions I'm trying to avoid while with Wes.

It unnerved me how I could feel comfortable yet still uncomfortable around him, stepping backwards I watched as his hand slipped off my face and down to his side "I should be getting back." I said as I lifted my bag over my shoulder avoiding the disappointment glowing in his soft blue eyes

"I'll drop you off." he offered

"No, I'll be fine." I began to protest but he ignored me as he pulled his phone out dialing for a cab, I rolled my eyes at his lack of listening skills.

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Pushing the loose strands off my face I felt the first signs of a headache forming from the two meetings back to back, it turns out there was a mistake yet again and both Inez and David arrived at two to give their approval. Although both clients were understanding I could tell they were both annoyed by the mix up but the great work Tess and her team did seemed to have satisfied them. With the problem solved I had to reschedule their publishing premiers which seemed to have mixed as well -it turned out one of the new inters fucked up the schedules. Amy settled the mix up and helped me reorganize the four different clients's schedules.

Leaning further against the leather chair exhausted from today's work, closing my eyes I felt a smile tug on my lips as I remembered arriving to the office filled with two groups of managers arguing and poor Amy trying to keep the peace till I arrived. Angry with myself for not calling to check in I started toward the commotion when Wes grabbed my arm, unexpectedly he whipped me around and mashed his lips to mine in one last sizzling kiss. When he pulled away he whispered for me to take it easy which we both knew I couldn't really but nodded regardless, flashing me his dazzling grin he left allowing me to return to my duties. Despite the hellish day I had after returning and the cramp in my neck and ache in my back from bending over a computer for three hours straight I still couldn't wipe the smile off my face. The adrenaline wore off hours ago but my excitement hasn't and neither has the new found gratitude I have felt towards Wes for giving me such an amazing experience, no matter how terrified I truly was. Maybe he was all that bad of a guy, I thought testing the idea in my mind.

A knock on my door snapped me from Wes as Amy stepped in her expression wary and twisted her hands behind her back, sitting up properly I wondered what could have my quiet secretary fidgeting the way she was.

"I've sent Tess the new designs and the advertising department is sending a report of their progress in another twenty minutes." she announced as she approached my desk her eyes fixed downwards

"Good, what about the reservations on the restaurant for the party Friday?" I asked

"I just got off the phone with one of the owners, the restaurant is booked for the party as well as the bar, there will be no outsiders allowed in." she answered still avoiding my stare

"Amy." I spoke in a warning tone noticing her cringe

I raised a brow at her strange behavior wondering what had her too nervous to meet my gaze, she pulled her hands from behind her revealing a white envelope with my name written neatly over the front. She slid the envelope over the desk her gaze lifting up to mine for the first time since she entered my office, gently I pulled out a pedal pink card freezing as I recognized the gold print on the front of the card.

"It came while you were out, no one saw it I took it from the delivery boy." Amy said nervously

Nodding my head I wanted to thank Amy for assuring no one saw this but couldn't find my voice as I opened the card and read the invitation inside. My eyes ran over the short message stunned at the date printed neatly at the bottom. I had assumed after today's unexpected news I would be prepared for this but I thought wrong, seeing it in front of me was a slap of reality, cold, hard and just what I needed to snap me from the deluded bubble had built around the situation. A bubble that protected me from the hurtful yet actual situation.

"Ms. Sparks?" Amy called her voice tinged with concern

"You can go now Amy." I said in a deadpan voice as I stared at the wedding invitation in my hands a sad reminder of my life

When Amy shut the door after her I sank back into the chair eyeing the gold design outlining Greg and Stacy's names, I felt the bitter sting of their betrayal, the pain as fresh as ever. Gripping the card between my hands I closed my eyes recalling the tangled mess of limps in the closet of my childhood home, Stacy's shocked expression and Greg's disgust. He had the balls to look at me in disgust as if he had caught me cheating with his sibling, then to have the audacity to humiliate me in front of our friends and family by calling me a frigid, cold hearted bitch. I swallowed the lump that lodged in my throat as the burn of his insults returned as if Greg had just now hissed the words to me, still taunting me after so long. I never truly liked the guy it was all to please my parents but his gruesome attack on our pathetic sexual life hurt especially after my past interaction with a cheating boyfriend that had also run to the press much like Greg.

Reopening my eyes I glanced down at the invitation reading the date again. Five weeks. In only five short weeks I'll have to stand by and suffer the inevitable date that will only creep closer and closer with every passing minute. The pedal pink invitation was the last stamp on this nightmare of a life I'm living. As Stacy's sister and maid of honor I would have to make an appearance and face the very same again and suffer the humiliation from two years ago. It was bad enough they dated afterwards but now marriage, sighing I felt anger pump through my veins at being put in such a position.

'You have Wes now' , a voice whispered.

Arriving with a date will lessen the humiliation but only by a bit, it helps that Wes is so charming and anyone with eyes could see just how sexy he is. I found myself smiling as I compared Greg's trimmed, proper suit and tie look to Wes's sexy bed hair and clothes that added to the sex appeal that oozed from his every pore. Not to mention personalities; whilst Greg was dull, all work and no joking Wes is spontaneous, unpredictable, and has made me laugh more than my own family. Wes in my books out beat that cheating scum any day but knowing the snobby assess that our my family they will see Greg superior because if his family's wealth, they'll ignore Wes's qualities just because he doesn't have money behind it. They will enjoy ripping into him just for the fun of it, the thought tugged at my heart strings mainly because Wes didn't deserve to be judged, he's a good guy and better than half of those people.

I won't let them tear into him and rip his dreams and hopes like they have numerous times to me. Lifting the invitation up I shook my head and tore it in half, smiling I ripped it over and over till all that was left was a handful of confetti. Turning in my chair I opened the large square window behind my desk and tossed the handful out with a smile touching my lips as I watched the expensive paper drop down to the crowd below.

Releasing a lung full of air I felt for the first time in two years a weight lifting from my chest. I was finally letting the bitter emotions from my past with Greg go.

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Many of you were convinced that Khloe was a virgin when Wes fingered her, so let me make it clear bow guys: She was NOT a virgin. I repeat NOT a virgin! Hopefully that cleared things up for you guys:)