Breathless Promises (Alluring Promises Series Book 3) (40 page)

Aubrey

The weeks flew by and I was in nothing more than pure bliss. That feeling that your feet will never touch the ground because you’re so happy. Things between Clark and I were fantastic. Going to work was the only time we were apart. We spent some nights at Allure, but nothing like before. We met our friends there, hung out for a little while and then rushed home together. Well, sometimes we didn’t make it home.

Everyone noticed that we were now together, especially the women at Allure. Of course, they weren’t happy for us. Actually, some were downright nasty to me, but super sweet to him. One night in particular, Clark’s own words came back to haunt him.

It’s funny to me how many times girls make sure to say hurtful things in a bathroom knowing the person they’re talking about is in the stall. It’s happened many times to my friends, but never really to me. Until this one evening…

While I was in a stall doing what needs to be done in there, Trina and Malorie could be overheard talking about Clark and his “ways” of pleasing them. I really wasn’t bothered by it; it was actually funny to me that they’ve only had him in the back room and it seemed to me, they were the ones doing the pleasing.

“He’s so large! I can’t wait to wrap my mouth around him again,” Trina said.

“How? He’s always stuck beside that slut roommate of his. Hell, she’s probably fucked all the guys at this bar already.” I couldn’t really argue with that entirely, but I don’t think I’d say all of them.

Malorie lowered her voice, but it was still loud enough for me to hear. “I heard she has to leave soon for her job. She’ll be gone for at least a month or two. There’s no way Clark can go that long without fucking someone else.”

That one stung because it was actually a worry of mine too. With his history, I was having a hard time believing that Clark could be faithful. We were living together and although he called me his girlfriend, or jokingly “fuck-mate,” we never really declared any type of monogamy to each other. It was something that I took to be a given even though we’d never discussed it.

After I regained some composure, I confidently opened the door and walked to the sink. While I washed my hands and began to primp my hair, I felt their eyes on me. I couldn’t tell if they were waiting for me to leave so they could talk about me more or if they were analyzing me. I decided to go with analyzing me and realized that they were probably just jealous. I applied more lip gloss before heading toward the exit. As I pulled the door handle, I smiled and remarked, “You’re right. He really is large.”

Heading back to where we were gathered at the bar, I stopped in my tracks. My stomach dropped and I clenched my fists as I watched Felicia hang all over Clark. While he didn’t have his hands around her, he wasn’t doing anything to dissuade her either. I stood before him as Felicia’s hand continued to play with his hair. Clark was talking to a friend of his, so his back was to her, but my jealousy was making me crazy. My heart raced and I tried my best to keep my feelings in check. After all, he didn’t kiss her. Yet.

“Hey babe. I was just telling Tony about the other night.” He turned fully to look at me and eyed me warily. Could he see the steam rolling out of my ears with every second that wench had her fingers in his hair?

My hand shook slightly from the anger rising in me. “Thanks,” I managed to choke out, while having visions of taking his drink, throwing it in Felicia’s face and then slamming her head on the counter ran through my mind. A bit violent, I know, but the jealousy spike was really coursing through my veins. It took me everything I had not to carry out the odd fantasy.

Instead, I reached over and guzzled his drink so quickly that Clark’s mouth dropped open and his eyes widened with surprise. The glass clanked slightly as I returned it to the bar. The beer wasn’t the calming Jack that I used to prefer, nor did it give me any sort of calm that I required at that moment.

Heat rose through my body as a certain possessiveness I never knew I had made my heart beat widely inside my chest. My hand slipped down to his crotch brazenly, I gripped him tight and whispered, “If you don’t get that little cunt’s hands out of your hair, you’ll never be able to use this large cock on anyone again. Including the ones who enjoyed discussing it in the bathroom just a moment ago.” I licked his ear and then pulled back, smiling as if I had just whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

I had hoped to see shock or panic in his eyes. Instead, he gave me a small sardonic smile and I felt how turned on he was. Without taking his eyes off me he said, “Felicia, would you excuse us, please.” I couldn’t resist peeking at the bimbo as she huffed and untangled her hands from his hair. Glaring at me, she stalked off.

Clark’s eyes were on my lips as his tongue ran along his. “I think I like it when you’re jealous. Even more when you’re feisty.” His legs spread as he pulled me in closer, wrapping his hands around my waist. “Who ticked you off in the bathroom?”

“Just your usual’s, and then coming back here, I didn’t like seeing her hands all over you.”

He smiled. Was he remembering how he felt after Daryl had his hands all over me? “How come?” He repeated the question I had asked him that day.

“She was just getting a cheap thrill from you,” I recited his same words from that day. His smile broadened as his hands moved to cup my face and pull me in for one of my favorite types of kisses from him. It was long and sensuous laden with his strong desire for me.

As he pulled back, of course I was breathless and grinned like a fool.

“You don’t need to feel jealous,” he told me.

“I said the same to you and you still felt jealous, didn’t you?” He nodded in agreement as he stood and grabbed my hand. “Besides, the vultures are already swarming knowing I leave next month.” He still didn’t say anything, which only intensified my fear.

I stopped as we arrived outside on the sidewalk and turned to him. “I know we didn’t swear we’d be monogamous or anything like that. I’ve never asked for a commitment from you, but with me leaving for a month maybe it’s best we cool things off until I get back.”

His eyes bored into me and made me feel like shit for saying that. I watched as his jaw clenched and his nose flared. “Why? So you can fuck other guys?”

“No, actually, I meant because I know there’s no way you can stay away from that back room, having your dick sucked by one of those sluts,” I blurted out.

“How do I know you’re not going to be down there screwing all the hotel guests?”

“Because I have a vibrator and know how to use it. I’ve seen you when Tina left for her job while you were still together. You took other women into the back room. I still remember the look on Tina’s face.” I couldn’t help that my voice was getting louder. “You can’t keep your dick in your pants for a month and I won’t be made a fool of. Especially at the bar I’d like to continue going to when I get back.”

“A vibrator, huh?” His stupid smile only infuriated me more.

I shoved his shoulder as he continued chuckling. “Is that all you got out of what I just said?” I turned and began walking back to the apartment, not caring if he followed me or not. I’d never been in a relationship, and now that I was in one, it was with one of the biggest man whores in town. It created all kinds of weird issues, and I couldn’t really criticize him because of my own history.

Clark’s grip on my arm as he spun me around snapped me from my self-discussion. “I won’t sleep with any of them,” he insisted. I cocked my head to the side and he chuckled as he looked around. “I won’t have my dick sucked by any of them either. How about they go nowhere near my body,” he added, still chuckling.

“This isn’t a joke, Clark.”

“No, you’re right. It isn’t. But umm, I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you.” I gave him a “what the fuck look” hoping to remind him of his former relationship with Tina. “Tina, ugh.” He looked to the evening sky and chuckled. “Tina was always running back to Hank. I knew it’d never last between us. So when she was away for modeling, even though we were supposed to be together, I kind of wanted her to catch me doing something like that. Just to test her or something weird. I don’t know. It was stupid, but…” He took my hand and pulled me close. “This is something pretty cool. I don’t know what to call it, but I’m willing to stay away from those chicks for more of this.”

I stared at him, wanting to believe every word coming out of his mouth but unsure if I could actually trust him. When it came down to it, my choice was to either continue enjoying what we had together or just cut off all ties and go about my life. 

He leaned in, skimming my lips with his as he tested the waters to see how angry I was and if I’d turn him down. I didn’t. His lips felt too damn good and as I let his tongue entangle with mine, he tasted too good, too. I felt him push against my body, walking me backward until I felt the cold brick of a building against my back. His hands sifted through my hair as he gripped tightly, pulling me closer to deepen the kiss.

My hands wrapped around his waist needing to feel the weight of his body pressed against mine.

“Get a room!” Someone called in the distance.

Clark laughed as his forehead touched mine. “Do I get points for having someone finally say that to us?”

I chuckled while nodding and kissed him again.

“You’ll get points for a lot of other things if we hurry back to the apartment.”

Without a word, Clark lifted me off the ground and threw me over his shoulder, like some caveman.

I let him.

Maybe I’ve got a thing for cavemen.

Clark

I’ve always hated the after-sex “pillow-talk” with women. You know, having sex with them and then they expect you to pour your heart and soul out to them. It’s bullshit. Or at least I’d always thought that way about it. I guess with Aub it never really felt like it was such an annoyance. It was just us talking. Minus our clothes. And after we’d spent most of our primal urges.

“So, can I ask you something?” We decided to order in tonight since we’d already attacked each other. Okay, well, she attacked me as soon as she got home from work. No complaints here, that’s for sure.

“Depends on what you’re gonna ask me.” I quirked my brow up, unsure of what I should expect from her. Sometimes, her questions were serious; other times she questioned something as simple as which side I let my cock rest in my jeans.

I watched as she picked up a bill that I forgot to throw into my room, which I usually hide from any of my roommates. Hell, I used to keep a PO Box when I lived with Flynn and Mel. Since I’m the one with the mailbox key here, there’d be no one seeing these before me.

Aub toyed with the letter, staring at the address label before her eyes flicked to mine. I swallowed knowing what was coming and couldn’t help but love that look on her face.

“Horatius?” She asked and started to giggle.

God, I really love her laugh. Stop. I swallowed before telling her, “Hey, don’t laugh. He was a hero who saved Rome. At least that’s what my Dad told me. It was my Grandpa’s name. Mom wanted to give me that name and Dad made sure she got whatever she wanted.” I shrugged as I finished my explanation.
Never give a woman anything. She’ll just keep on taking
, I heard my dad’s advice ring in my thoughts.

“Is that why you came up with Clark? So you could be a real hero?”

“Sort of. My middle name is actually Clark.” I swallowed knowing she’d want the real reason I switched. She’s told me that bad part of her life and, although I didn’t want to go there right now, I knew I’d wind up telling her at some point in time. I took a swig of beer to try to push back the feelings and just tell her.

“Umm, well after Mom left, I…sort of, got a little depressed.” I never told anyone this. Only my Dad and Benji’s family know all that I went through. “I wouldn’t talk to anyone. Mostly, I sat by the door waiting for her to come back. Everyone tried to cheer me up with new toys. Dad bought me every video game that was available.” I took another drink and didn’t bother looking at Aub.

I cleared my throat trying to push away the feelings so I could just blurt this out. “She, umm, well, you know. She never came back. No letters. No phone calls. Nothing.

“I thought it was me. You know, I was only a kid. I thought I did something wrong to make her leave. I even kept my room spotless,” I choked out and hated that I was so fucking weak right now. I stood up to grab another beer, hoping she wouldn’t make me continue.

“Don’t stop. Please,” she begged and I watched her stand and come around the table to me.

“I just need another beer,” I told her. She gently pushed me back into the chair and then straddled my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and implored me to go on with her eyes. I guess this is what the guys always talk about; that look that just makes you want to solve all the problems in the world for your girl. For Aub, I’d solve the world’s problems.

I took a deep breath and looked away so I could continue. “Well, like I said, I cleaned my room. I made sure to pick up my clothes. I ate all…” I stopped for a minute as I looked up at the ceiling, praying I wouldn’t cry like a pussy. “I ate all my vegetables. I did my homework. I did everything she had ever asked.” I bit my lip as I shook my head. “She, umm. She still didn’t come back.”

“My Dad thought I was fine since I went back to doing all that stuff. But when I realized she wasn’t come back—why would I keep doing all that?” I exhaled as my hands found Aub’s waist and I started to rub my hands along her side, hoping to avert the frustration that started to creep up. Touching her soft skin helped keep me from choking up.

“Instead, I went crazy. I did horrible stuff. I was sent to the principal’s office more times in one day than a kid ever should. The principal knew of our…situation, but told my Dad if I didn’t get help, I’d be expelled.”

“And that’s when a teacher told you to write out your feelings?” Aub asked as she twirled her fingers through my hair. I nodded before continuing.

“I had been told that Mom named me. She was so proud that my “great” name came from her. I told my Dad how much I hated that name after finding that out. The counselor suggested to my Dad that I come up with a nickname or something. A name that would be fun for both of us.”

“Is it safe to assume you watched a ton of Superman movies, too?” Aub teased, her gorgeous smile putting me at ease for telling her something so stupid.

“Yeah. I begged my Dad for real glasses, just like Clark Kent. I wore a Superman costume under my clothes all the time and played it whenever I went to Benji’s house. The counselor said it would help me work through my issues if I had some sort of escape.” I shrugged as I took off my glasses. “I guess I never got used to being without them.” It felt stupid to tell her that I had these for that long. Some stupid crutch used in order to deal with my mom leaving me. She took the glasses from my hands and put them on her.

Shit, they look so fucking sexy on her. The smile that appeared wasn’t sad or full of pity. She licked her lips and leaned forward. “For the record, I like the name Clark,” she whispered as her lips grazed my neck. Immediate need shot through me when her teeth scraped on my ear followed by her hot breath.

My hands grabbed her ass as she started to rock her hips against me. In record time, I was hard again. I grabbed her breast with one hand while my other one snaked around her waist.

“Oh,” she mocked. “Save me Superman, puh-lease!” Her teasing only turned me on more.

“Do I get to call you Lois Lane all night long?” I kissed the tender skin of her cleavage.

“Mmm, hmm. If you take me around the world,” she whispered as she rocked her hips against my hard cock.

“And then some,” I promised her as I ripped her blouse open. Buttons flew everywhere as she gave me an over-dramatic “Oh my!”

Role-play was now my new favorite thing with Aub.

Among countless other things.

******

“Are you sure you want to head down there instead of just hanging out in bed with me?” Friday night at Allure would be party central. While I’m usually all for a party, for some reason, another night locked in the apartment with Aub was more enticing. She’d surprised me tonight by coming home earlier than me and I’d found her wearing nothing but some red lingerie thingy while lying on my bed. I’d opened the door and she’d called out that she needed help with something. Best welcome home ever. I let her know that she should surprise me every night like this.

I watched her chuckle as she stopped applying that stuff to her eyes. She turned around and started walking back to me. Just in her panties. Lacy things. Black lacy things. I grabbed her and pulled her back onto the bed.

“I think I should just keep you locked in my bedroom forever.”

She chuckled as her fingers ran through my hair. Amazing fingers. Her eyes cast to mine with a glint of amusement in them. “You can lock me up in here and do anything you want to me anytime.”

I quirked up my eyebrow and rubbed my cheek against hers and swallowed. “Anything?”

Turning her head to mine, her lips grazed mine softly as she drew her tongue along my bottom lip and then pulled me in for a deep kiss. I sighed against her mouth knowing she has to be the best kisser I’ve ever had. My heart picked up as I snaked my hands around her back and then skimmed downward. My hands cupped her ass cheeks causing her to moan into my mouth. For whatever reason, just the fact that I caused that, that I made her feel the need to moan, gave me a great feeling that I couldn’t explain.

I rolled her over onto the bed, realizing how hard I was for her already and needed to adjust my cock. I reached down and skimmed her panties. I wouldn’t say it was on accident, just that my hand was already down there to fix my position. Her panties were already damp and she moaned into my mouth just from the skim of my hand. I cupped my hand against her pussy and pulled back the crotch of her lace panties. As soon as my fingers touched her slit, feeling how wet she was for me, I had to taste her. Laying kisses along her neck she continued to moan and squirm and I loved that I could do that to her.

Her breasts were perked, nipples fully erect. Aub was fully mine to do what I pleased and it dawned on me that I really could have her anytime I wanted. I swirled my tongue around her tight bud and pressed my lips over it to suck it into my mouth. Her fingers gripped my hair tightly, pulling me closer to her, wanting more of what I was doing to her.
Gladly.
My other hand ran along her skin, her firm stomach until I reached the edge of her panties. I slid my finger back and forth, pulling them down at the same time.

“Mmm,” she moaned causing my heart to stir. My lips skimmed her stomach, following the same path my fingers just had. The need to taste her grew and I tugged at the lace, inching it down to show her fantastic pussy. Bare, completely nothing to block my view of her lips glistening with anticipation. I kissed her hip and led a trail of my lips just grazing her skin. More moaning and more gripping my hair caused me to smile right before my tongue touched exactly where she needed me.

“Oh yes,” she sighed as I continued to devour her. My mouth fucked her as if hers were the last pussy I’d ever taste and I realized then that that would actually be all right with me.

“More,” she begged as I slipped in two fingers angling them to find that spot. Her hips bucked causing me to swirl my tongue faster around her clit as I heard her breathing pick up, her moans more needy with want and desire. “Oh! I’m right…” Her body responded as I picked up and made sure to bring her to her release as she called out letting me know.

I bent down and kissed her clit again, tasting her one last time as she bucked her hips from being so sensitive. I decided I’d do that every time after I make her come, just for the fun of it.

I crawled my way back up to her, kissing her dampened skin along the way before finally landing my lips on her parched ones. She gripped me tightly and attempted to roll me over just as we heard a knock at the door.

I pulled back chuckling. It was usually us on the other side of the door waiting for Vanessa and Matt.

Ignoring our waiting friends she pleaded, “I need you.” Her eyes said it too. There was no way I was going to deny my woman anything she needed.

******

“So I hear you’re taking Aubrey to her company party tonight,” Matt said as he grabbed his water bottle and started drinking. I nodded and swiped a towel across my forehead. We just finished our game of basketball while the girls were doing their spa-primping thing they do every month.

“Sounds like a pretty big night,” Z chimed in, smiling like the Cheshire cat.

I glanced between the both of them. “What? What’s the big deal? Just a boring night of meeting her co-workers and stuff.”

They both exchanged glances before they shook their heads. “You’re not getting it, are you?” Matt asked with a smug look on his face. “This is the night Aubrey shows you off as her boyfriend. It’s like a test to see if all her friends at work approve. If they don’t, you’ll hear all kinds of crap about it forever.”

“Yeah. Don’t get drunk and be an ass,” Z added in.

“What the hell is with you two? It’s a party.” I shrugged. “No big deal. So we’re getting dressed up. Other than that, it’s just another night we’re going out and talking to some other people. We’ll head back home after and bang all night, just like usual.”

Daryl and a couple of the other guys we were playing in basketball walked over to grab their water right after I finished my statement. “Who? That chick, Aubrey? Man, she’s a fine piece of ass. I wouldn’t mind…”

“Don’t. Don’t even go there, Daryl.” My fists were already clenched and ready to pummel the fucker for saying anything about Aub.

He smiled at me as he shook his head. “Got it, man. I gotcha.” Then he leaned in. “But let me tell you something about chicks and parties like that. They want to get all dressed up and they want to be treated like a princess for a night.” He smirked as he pointed at me. “It’s like a test to see if you’ll treat them right.”

I wasn’t worried before and I sure as shit wasn’t going to be worried when it came to advice from Daryl, but the fact that he basically said tonight is a big night like the guys just told me, gave me a little bit of concern.

Matt slapped my shoulder. “You’ll be fine, Clark. Just make sure you get her flowers or something. Something to make the night a little more special than just
going out for drinks
.” Mocking me on the last part, making sure to taunt my words in front of me.
Jerk.

We said our goodbyes to the other guys and headed out. My thoughts were stuck on what else would make the night special. We were getting all dressed up. That’s something she’ll remember, right?