Chapter 9: He makes me see clearly
The next morning, I opened my eyes and I looked around and I saw Aaron pacing around the room half naked on the phone.
"It can't wait?" He asked to somebody.
I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair.
"Fuck, okay. Nine." He said then he snapped the phone shut and slammed it on the dresser making me jump.
He slowly turned to me.
"What?" I asked.
"I have to go to Chicago to meet these guys."
"Um…Okay." I whispered. He saw that I'm upset and he got on the bed with me.
"You'll be fine without me for two days."
He kissed me for a second and smiled. "I know you'll be fine."
"Only you make me not want to…."
"I know…but you eventually have to learn to control that on your own."
I looked around and just remembered. "Fuck. I have to get to work."
"I'll drop you off."
He replied before getting his clothes back on.
"So I won't see you until what? Thursday?" I asked.
He looked a little disappointed. I suppose he'll have plenty of other girls to fuck. But he said I couldn't fuck anybody else.
But will he?
I took a quick shower, and got dressed in some jeans and a t shirt and my back flats.
We walked out of the house together, like this was a daily routine and I had this weird urge to just kiss him and beg him not to leave me but I ignored it.
Alfred was waiting for us as we both got into the car. "Hi, Alfred."
"Miss Harrison." He nodded once.
"Alfred, take us to the Bowling Alley." Aaron said. And he placed his hand on my knee.
Alfred nodded once and turned the car around.
I looked to Aaron who was staring back at me. "What?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing." He answered.
"Will you make it back in time for that black and white party? You know I can't get in without you."
"I'll be back in time." He said matter-of fact then he put his fingers through mine and I internally smiled. Where was this coming from?
It made me feel a warm feeling in my belly. Oh god.
We arrived to the alley and I looked to him. "Bye." I whispered. Aaron leaned over and brushed his lips against mine and then my jawline. "You're mine." He whispered and then parted my lips with his and began devouring my mouth. And for a second, I forgot that Alfred was in the car and I tensed up. Aaron pulled back with a smirk on his face. "I'll see you on Thursday." He said with a smooth voice. Damn him. He's good.
I glanced to Alfred. "Goodbye, Alfred."
"Goodbye miss Harrison." He nodded once and I glanced back to Aaron who kept his eyes on me. I had to quickly get out of the car before I jumped on Aaron and had my way with him in that car.
The car sped off and I stood there watching like an idiot.
"Hello." Said a low voice and I looked back to see the boss, Jared. He smiled.
"I woke up late. I'm sorry. Please don't fire me."
Jared looked to his watch that was on his wrist and frowned. "It's nine o clock sharp right now." He said then moved his arm towards me to show me.
Jared studies my body and smiles in my face. "Come on in."
"So…you're not the boss boss."
"I am. My dad owns this place and he made me the boss." He said as we walked towards the place.
When I got inside, Ashley was already inside behind the counter and I joined her.
During our break, we went to the restaurant next door.
"I'm so glad you're eating a burger, you're looking thin." I said.
Ashley used a napkin to wipe around her mouth and then smiled. "You're thin too."
"I know. No matter how much or less I eat, I seem to stay the same size."
Ashley shrugged. "So…I want to talk about Mr. Clarke."
"What about him?" I asked.
"So why aren't you two together?"
I shrugged. He didn't give me a real reason. "I told you. He's a sex addict. We're not meant for relationships. Take it from someone who knows."
"You were happy with Adam, Angie. I can tell."
"Yeah. But I also broke his heart. And I'll be responsible for that pain forever."
Ashley watched me carefully.
"You're becoming….responsible." She smiled.
"I still have my problem. I don't think I can be responsible if I have this urge to just…I don't know…fuck a tree or something."
Ashley nodded while sipping from her straw. "I know what will cheer you up, my boyfriend is a friend of a friend and he got us both invited to that annual ball on the fifteenth. Plus, my sister started on our dresses."
Oh. I use to fall in love with the clothes, Ashley's sister, Kayla use to make.
"That did cheer me up."
After the break, I went back to work and afterwards I went home.
I checked my phone and I haven't had any messages from Aaron.
I was kind of worried and a little disappointed.
Oh no. Sitting on my couch, I had that tingling urge crawling up my leg and going to my favorite place. A strong tingling feeling.
My phone began ringing and I look to the caller ID. Ah. Aaron.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.
"I want to talk. Talk about it. This."
"Okay." I laid my head on the arm of the couch and sighed softly.
"I want to know how it started. I'm not good at personal conversations but I want to know about your past."
"Are you sure?" I asked. Can he handle my past?
"I'm sure." He answered.
I shook my head and took a deep breath.
"When I was fifteen, my step brother raped me."
I stayed quiet for a second and so did Aaron.
"Still there?" I asked.
"Yes." He sucked in a breath.
"That night changed my entire life and I never told anyone about it. Well no one but Adam but other than that, no one else knew. I tried telling my mother but she ignored me when her new husband entered her life along with his son."
"Did your stepdad know?" He asked in a low voice.
"He walked right in the middle of it. Then he walked back out."
"What's his name, Angie?" He asked.
Why? Was he going to find him?
"He's dead," I said. "He had cancer. It was in remission when he met my mom."
"And your stepbrother? His name."
"Just tell me his name, Angie."
"You're not going to put him in prison are you?"
"He deserves it."
"It was six years ago. Plus I don't even have evidence."
Aaron sighed and relaxed.
"What happened after that night?"
His voice relaxed.
"He kept coming back every night after that night. And some sick part of me started to like it. More than I should. And he noticed I started to like it and that's when he stopped.
But I just became so fascinated with the whole thing that I remember repeatedly begging for it.
It became my every thought and if I couldn't get it from my stepbrother, I tried to encourage it on my stepdad who accepted."
"How many times did he fuck you?" Aaron asked.
"Seven or eight. I don't know an exact number."
"And then?" He asked encouraging me to go on.
"My mom found out, kicked me out, I began living with my aunty in North Dakota and there is where I began sleeping with everyone. It was a habit that I just couldn't break. And I became depressed when people made fun of me for spreading my legs everywhere I went."
"So you then moved here where you finished high school and your reputation bloomed fully by then." He finished.
"And how did you handle everyone talking about you?"
"It killed me inside for a little but then I became use to it and just laughed it off."
"I admire you for laughing it off. A lot of people can't handle shit like that." Aaron said. I nodded. It felt good talking about this. Especially talking to someone I have deep feelings for.
"Tell me about you." I said.
Aaron sighed. "When I was young, I was very angry. I had a huge anger problem and shit was just terrible for me. I was a loner. I was fucked up. Just like every other guy.
Besides the anger problem and my hormones running out of control, I was fucking up in school.
I never knew why I was so angry.
Until one day, when my mother's friend showed special….attention towards me."
"She had sex with you?"
"Yes. Her and a lot of other girls. It was a way to get my anger out."
"So sex is like….anger management and it became so addicting so you can keep your anger down." I guessed.
Aaron stayed quiet for a second. "Exactly." He whispered.
I nodded. That made sense.
"Yeah, wow." He said in monotone.
"I'm actually glad we had this talk, Aaron."
"Me too. You do know that we're not just fucking. You can come to me about anything anytime you want."
"Thank you. Is that the only reason you called?"
"No. I just….wanted to hear your voice."
I smile and shut my eyes. I want him to be in love with me.
"It's good to hear you. Aren't I keeping you up though? Business trip."
"My work is done….for now. I'd rather talk to you."
"Of course." My Dominant is like a horny teenage boy.
"Taking everything a notch higher." He said softly.
That immediately got me excited. Oh fuck. I shut my eyes tight and kept my legs together while breathing in and out slowly.
"What do you mean?" I asked almost inaudibly.
"Have you ever had anal sex?" He asked.
Oh. That tingly feeling inside me.
"Once. It was hurting though."
"I'll make it not hurt."
"How?" I asked.
"Don't worry about how. Just know that after I get back, that's we're going to be focused on."
That sounds promising.
"Okay." I whispered.
I kept my eyes shut. "I wish you were here, Aaron."
"Why?" He asked, his voice getting dark and seductive.
"You know why."
"What are you wearing?" He began chuckling. And I know it was only because of the first cheesy line that people always use during phone sex and I began laughing with him.
"No. I'm serious. What are you wearing?" He asked. His voice snapping right back to dark and seductive.
How does he just snap back like that?
"Jeans and a tank top." I answered.
"Unbutton your jeans." He ordered getting in dominant mode. Damn, he can even do it good over the phone.
I kept the phone to my ear as I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them all the way down and off.
"They're off, sir." I whispered.
"Good girl. I want you to reach inside your panties and start rubbing your clit…very slowly."
I slip my hand into panties and relax as I did exactly what he said.
A moan slipped out of my mouth and I heard Aaron panting. Is he? Yeah I think so.
"Now slip a finger inside of you, baby."
Moving down just a little further, I let my finger sink inside me and I whispered Aaron's name while slipping in two more fingers.
I began moving them back and forward and climbing higher and higher to an orgasm. Already. Again? Lately I've been having the quickest orgasms.
I can hear Aaron panting over the phone and it turns me on so much because I know exactly what he's doing.
"I want to hear you when you come." He whispers.
As I climb higher and higher, I cry out as I release around my fingers.
And at the same time, I hear Aaron's choked out cry as he releases.
My eyes are still closed and I'm breathing slowly waiting for him to say something.
His breathing was slowing down and he stayed silent.
"This was a very nice talk." I said.
"Yes. I agree." He answered. I smiled.
"Goodnight." I whispered.
"Goodnight, Angela." He whispered and then the phone went dead.
I was now all hot and bothered and Aaron was not going to be here until the fourteenth.
I just hope that I can stay….okay for that long.