Insatiable (13 page)

"I want you to think about the sound your tongue makes when it's going in and out of my cunt," she moaned erotically. The dirty word she used nearly sent him over the edge. She had pulled off her remaining clothes and now sat naked and exposed in front of him. "Do you like what you see?" She cupped and pulled at her breasts and nipples.

"Because I know that I certainly do," she said eying his muscular thighs and tight chest. He had the perfect amount of hair on his body and she wanted to run her fingers against the hairs on his chest. She liked her men with hair, she found men that had bodies smoother than her own, unnatural. It was okay for some women to prefer that but not her, she wanted her man to be just that, a man. And most men had hair on their bodies. "The only thing a man should shave should be his face," she'd told Mari and Rosie one evening after they'd had a glass of wine and got to talking about men.

She marveled at how sexy he looked sitting in the chair gently stroking his cock.

"Yes I like what I see." A masculine groan escaped his lips and she knew that he was more than enjoying himself. She got up on all fours and seductively began crawling towards him. His cock was practically dancing with anticipation. "Do you want to suck on these?" Her voice purred as she pulled on her nipples. She was inches away from him now, very close. "Do you like fucking me?" She asked, her hand moving between her legs. "His voice caught in his throat." Yes," he said his voice barely audible.

"You've been wanting to fuck a woman like me for a long time haven’t you?" Her hands moved between his legs now.

"Yes." The need in him had grown to explosive levels and he fought hard not to push her down on the bed and thrust his cock into her.

A mischievous glint came over her eyes, he knew that she was about to do something naughty. She scooted back a little and then spread her legs.

"Aurora, he whispered.

"Come closer." He watched as her hand began rubbing her clit. His whole body responded and he wanted to climb inside of her and find a way to get lost. His eyes caressing over the delicate folds and curves of her. "Now I want you to stroke yourself," she said. Her fingers moving faster in and out of herself. The more she moaned, the faster he pumped himself. He watched her eyes half open staring at his cock wet with pre-cum. "Faster Liam, I want you to come for me."

Her thrusting soon matched his, and before long she was moaning with pleasure and on the verge of having an orgasm. "I'm going to come Liam," she moaned and gasped. She scooted towards the edge of the bed and grabbed his cock in her hand. She licked her lips before placing his cock into her awaiting mouth, it completely sent him over the edge, and with a groan Liam exploded into her mouth.

Aurora smiled then, and Liam watched in fascination as she licked the corners of her mouth. "You taste so good." She smiled and kissed him.

It was late when Nick pulled into the driveway. He'd wanted to come earlier but got called away. Maybe I should leave, he thought to himself. But his worries were set aside when he saw that Mari texted him asking if it was him who was outside. When he responded with a yes, she told him that she'd be right out. After she told Rosie where she was going, Mari wandered out of the house. Nick smiled and met her halfway. "Hi." Nick smiled and ran his hand along her arm.

"Hi." Mari smiled back.

The autumn air was sweet to the taste. And no matter what time of day it was or where she stood, she could see or hear something beautiful. Tonight it was the water rushing in the nearby stream. Nick stood gazing at her for a moment; he hoped that her time at
Aurora's Place
was doing her good.

"How are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm doing good, very good."

Nick saw that she was healing quite nicely and hoped that she was doing the same on the inside as well. He knew that healing was sometimes a very solitary matter. But he also knew that she needed friends, positive, good friends.

"I love coming out here at night. It's so peaceful."

"Let's take a walk to the stream," he said and held out his arm.

Mari almost looked startled at the prospect of taking his arm. It was an unexpected surprise.

"It's all right," he said. He was sorry to have startled the gentle calmness away from her.

She smiled again. "Thank you."

Nick gently quieted her and turned her into the direction of the stream. As she turned she watched, delighted, as several pairs of ears perked up. Must be at least half a dozen of them," she whispered to Nick. They looked at the deer trotting quietly along the stream. When the deer moved on, Nick continued his conversation with her. "How are you and Rosie faring without Aurora?"

"We're doing fine. Especially since my soon to be ex is still locked up."

"Not for long I'm afraid. He'll be out tomorrow." Nick frowned.

"I know but tonight Rosie and I have our own private body guard." She grinned up at him.

"Yes you do," he said and moved in closer.

Her self-confidence was dwindling and all of a sudden she felt shy. "Nick, my life is still a mess."

He put his hands on her arms; his eyes were patient on hers. "Then you'll have to start by straightening it out Mari. But tonight, you just have to walk with me."

"I bet women just fall at your feet." Aurora and Liam were in bed sharing a beer.

"Not the one that I want. But it's only a matter of time before I figure out the right way to pursue you." He skimmed a fingertip down the smooth skin of her cheek, watched her eyes turn lustful.

"Who says that I want to be pursued?" Aurora wanted to move away from him, but she didn’t want to look like a fool.

He smiled slowly, "I made you nervous just then didn’t I?"

"You've got some ego." She made an attempt to get out of the bed. He stopped her with a hand around her waist.

"Come here."

She concentrated on evening her breath so that she could reject him. He looks so smug and arrogant and so goddamn sexy, she thought to herself. She knew that if he pushed the right buttons, she'd want to melt into his arms.

"I've got to take a shower," she said and shrugged him away.

"That's a good idea."

"Alone!" Aurora shouted and locked the door behind her.

Liam was bringing Aurora back to her place when Ronnie Carr was getting released from jail. He was stone cold sober and mad as hell. He kept going over what happened two nights ago. If Mari thought that he was going to just let her go, she was sadly mistaken. He remembered one time that she'd tried to leave him. He was passed out on the couch, and she was in the bedroom packing a bag. As she tried to ease past him he grabbed hold of her and threw her down on the floor. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into the kitchen where he grabbed hold of a very sharp kitchen knife and held it to her throat. He told her that a woman who won't listen to a man holding a knife deserves what she gets. After that episode he was sure that she would make no more attempts to leave.
Looks like the bitch proved you wrong
, his conscience teased.

"Don’t I even get a kiss goodbye?" Liam kept his hands on the steering wheel but stared intently at Aurora.

"Liam, I don’t think we should see each other for a while. Things are getting…"

"Things are getting what Aurora? Too normal for you? Too familiar? I'm not going to hurt you." His voice sounded a bit more stern than he'd have liked. "I'm sorry, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that, but I mean it Aurora, I will not hurt you."

Her lip trembled as she looked at him. "Thank you for letting me stay at your place," she said and got out of the car. The minute she walked into her home she felt relieved. She could hear the sound of squealing tires as Liam who was no doubt very angry, sped out of the driveway. "I'm home!" She shouted. Mari and Rosie came bounding down the stairs like kids on Christmas morning. "We missed you," they said in unison and after catching her up on the past nights events Aurora went into work mood.

There were bills that needed to be paid, and she still had to get the lumber for the fence that needed repairing. But considering all that was going on, she decided to put that on hold for a while or at least till things died down. Better yet she would send one of the volunteers to go and pick it up. She had a feeling that Liam would no longer be so quick to volunteer so that left Martin and Nick. Either one would be more than happy to pick up the lumber for her.

That can wait, she thought to herself. Later on when she was alone in her office, she let her thoughts wander to Liam. She hated herself for liking everything about him. He was the complete opposite of Randy. She and Randy's relationship had been tumultuous at best. Even though they'd been married for almost two years, she thought it funny how after the first year Randy told her that he felt bored. He told her that he wanted to bring some spice into the bedroom. Randy was not only handsome, but he had a wicked sense of humor, and he was bright and attentive.

After they were married, his wonderful attributes seemed to only solidify. But when he told her that he was bored, it took her by surprise. She thought that they were perfectly compatible in and out of the bedroom, after all he'd never complained before. He suggested that they start bringing toys into the bedroom, a dildo, handcuffs, anal beads, and ticklers. At the time she tolerated it with some discomfort. But then they'd gotten into a furious argument one weekend when he suggested that they bring another woman into the bedroom for a threesome.

She had barely listened to the beginning of his allocution on how pleasurable it would be for him if they allowed another woman in the bedroom before letting loose her extreme resentment. For a very long time afterward she felt angry at how he'd tried to pressure her into it. And shortly after that was when the verbal abuse started. "This is my wife, Mrs. Boring in the bedroom," he'd tell his friends. After a while she began to get used to the name calling and as it got worse, so did her distrust of him. Aurora wasn’t sure whether or not her husband cheated on her, but there was one thing she was sure of and that was having a child did not make everything better.

When she found out that she was pregnant, she was ecstatic. Finally their family would grow, and she thought that maybe her husband would put the whole threesome idea to rest. But he didn’t, he told her that having a baby wasn’t going to change his mind and that he wanted a wife who would be willing to fulfill her man's every fantasy. She responded to his statement by telling him that she and she alone should be the one to fulfill his every fantasy and not some stranger off the street. She also told him that she wasn’t ready to be the start of some pornographic fantasy.

She had no issues with the two of them experimenting but she drew the line at bringing someone else into their bedroom. "I'm sorry," she told him on night. "Some things are not negotiable." After that, things went downhill. Not only wasn’t she going to give in to having a threesome but now she was pregnant and that meant no more partying. To Randy, life as he knew it was over. Shortly after she told him that she was pregnant, he stopped making love to her but for some reason she did not mourn the loss of intimacy between them. She had more important things to think about and their baby was the most important of them all. So when she lost the baby, Randy finally stepped up to the plate.

He'd been supportive for a while but after a few weeks he'd become completely detached, worse than before and no matter how hard she tried to get him to open up, he just wouldn’t. Looking back she wondered if she'd seen the signs of his depression and maybe just ignored them. After all, she too was dealing with loss and since she couldn’t go to her husband for help, she did the next best thing, she sought therapy. And going to therapy was just what she needed. Not only was she able to get out of the house and away from Randy, but she was really able to open up and let her true feelings out.

She'd lucked out and found a great therapist, one who offered feedback and didn’t just sit back, doze off, and pretend to listen. Soon she was starting to feel good about herself and had begun making plans to leave Randy. There was a better life out there for her and never again would she get married on a whim. Aurora believed that there was no such thing as love at first sight and the only person that should promise to love and protect you should be yourself.

When her husband killed himself she felt almost as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Yes she missed him and mourned the loss but a piece inside of her told her that some people cannot be saved and that maybe Randy was one of those people. She did hope that in the end, he found peace.
I certainly did
, she thought to herself. If Randy could see me now, she chuckled softly at the images of her and Liam. She had never been one to take control in the bedroom but something about Liam made her want to. She had tried it once or twice with Randy and she'd even started to enjoy it, but it seemed like the moment he saw that she was getting off on it, he put a stop to it.

He told her that the man should have control in the bedroom, not the woman. He said that no woman was going to tell him what to do with his cock, that his cock was his and his alone and he'd be goddamned if he'd let her take control of it. Even when she tried to argue and told him about the countless men who preferred to be dominated he still disagreed. After that, Aurora had to keep her inhibitions to herself. But now she was free and Liam Hunt had brought out the dominating side in her. She just wasn’t expecting him to bring out the sensible, romantic side as well. She wanted him for pleasure but he wanted to give her pleasure and a whole lot more.

"I must be stupid," she mumbled out loud. It seemed to her that Liam wanted nothing more than self-fulfillment without restraint. And there was nothing wrong with that, that's what she wanted too, but she just didn’t know if she could allow herself to build a relationship with a man who appeared to be… well, perfect for her. After Randy died and months of therapy, she no longer blamed herself for making snap judgments about men, if there was no chemistry from the beginning then there was no use in pursuing anything further. But with Liam there had definitely been the chemistry, and he told her that he wasn’t going to give up his pursuit of her. Deep down she wanted that, she wanted to see just how far he would go to get her. Maybe I will see him again, and soon she thought to herself. The mere thought of him was making her wet, and had he been there she would have told him to get on his knees.