Bed of Thornes (Bed of Thornes Trilogy Book 1) (14 page)

“Alright, never mind, I'm good.” She laughs. “Are you seeing him again any time soon?”

“Yes, tonight.”

“Mmm-Hmm... I see... this is going to be a thing, isn't it?”

“I don't know what a
thing
is, but it is what it is.”

“All I can say is, don't forget your bestie in the midst of it all.”

“Never that, I couldn't forget your crazy ass if I wanted to.” I chuckle.

“Shut up. Bye, bitch. I love you too.” She laughs and hangs up.

I look at the time, six 'o' clock. I call the cab and get home so I can shower and change before seeing Adrian tonight. I realize I haven't eaten all day, I'm starving. Pasta sounds good. I get a glass of wine and sit on the kitchen counter while waiting for the water to boil. I get to thinking about how seeing him so soon, may give him the wrong signals. I can't have him thinking that I'm wanting him around all of the time. I do want to fuck him all of the time, but he doesn't need to know that... yet.

I decide to call things off for the night, so I shoot him a text.

'I can't make it out tonight. Pretty tired from the day, think I'm going to call it a night soon.'

It doesn't take him long to respond.

'Spending time with your admirer instead?'

'Um, no, nothing like that. I just need some rest. Thought we could meet up another time.'

'What are you afraid of, Veronica?'

'Wait, what? I'm not afraid of anything. What do you mean?'

'I just hope you're not holding back from anything with me. You know, whatever that may be, I just want you to give me your all.'

'Look, Adrian, I told you I'm not looking for a relationship right now.'

'That's fine. Doesn't mean you aren't holding something back. Even sexually, I think there's more to it than what you've led on so far. I'm willing to learn, just show me. Give me a chance.'

'I am giving you a chance, tonight just isn't a good night.'

'Alright, whatever you say. Guess I'll see you later then.'

'Well I hope you have a good night.'

'You too.'
He leaves it at that and I feel empty from our conversation.

I'm reminded about the paint brushes. I really need to find out who sent them. I throw the pasta in the boiling water and get the note out from the envelope attached with the box, reading it over again, trying to pinpoint any possible person it could be from.
'The world would be lost without you, and so would I. Thankful you didn't leave, I couldn't imagine such a lovely life gone too soon. Please accept this gift as a token of your first day at another chance at life.'

Nothing stands out to me, not the handwriting or the use of words. I'm clueless. I wonder if this person will ever step forward to let me know it was them who sent the gift. Maybe I can search online for some companies or local businesses that make gifts like the personalized brushes. That could be one way of finding out, ask the places about this particular brush set, it's possible they may know something.

My pasta is boiling over, I throw the note down and run to the pot. I clean up the mess and make my plate, sitting in front of my laptop to do some research on the mystery person. I find several online options, if one were to order and have it shipped, but I run into a couple local locations that offer personalization as well. I email each of them, asking if they can help me out. I sit back and think about how I canceled on Adrian tonight, kind of regretting my decision. My mind starts wandering with thoughts about what we talked about yesterday, where we stand on what's going on between us.

What we have is damn complicated actually. I feel like I'm running with nowhere to go. Hell, I don't even know why I would want to run. Pushing anything away that scares the shit out of me... I try to hide from my own emotions.

I go back to my laptop to begin research for my next client's request, staring at the screen for probably two minutes, tapping next to the mouse with my black and red lace manicure. I begin thinking again. He doesn't know me at all and yet he gets me. It's like he can see through my soul. I just want to touch him. I want to feel his strong hands gliding across my ass from behind me.

A text breaks into my warm thoughts before I can finish them:

'It's like you're a drug that I should be avoiding, but you're the dope dealer & you keep me coming back for more. You're my beautiful bad habit that I can't get out of my system. I need to come over.'

I reply, flush from his words,
'You have a way of making me feel you with your words. Like you're right here next to me, speaking them into my ear. How do you have these powers?'

As I await his response, my body starts to clench with anticipation. Fuck it.

'Come to me.'
I rush a text and hit send before I can think twice.

A knock on my door startles me from my phone. It's pouring rain outside, I can hear it beating on the windows. A flash of lightning strikes just as I get up to answer the door. I jump. Damn I need to relax. I hurry to the door, realizing whoever it is must be soaking wet from waiting on me. I crack open the door, look to see who it is before opening it completely. It's him. He's here, standing on my porch, dripping wet.

"Damn." I manage to quietly breath out, since I suddenly lost all ability to speak.

"I told you I need to come over." He pushes the door open and approaches me slowly.

"But I literally just texted you, how did you make it here so fast?" I ask as if it matters, but couldn't care less. I have what I want standing right in front of me. He looks at me intensely, taking my breath away. He didn't come to discuss mindless matters. He had no words. I can tell he wants to take me, here and now.

"Adrian" I whisper as he takes another step closer to me.

He shakes his head slightly to one side with a sexual grin and licks the rain off of his bottom lip. In this instant, my body turns completely flush, I can feel my blood flow hot through my veins.

"You're not fooling me, Veronica, I know what you want to do with me. I know what you have woken up thinking about, the thoughts that you have fallen asleep to. I know the dreams and fantasies you have running through your seductive mind."

I believe I am red in the face, blushing like he just exposed my naked truth to the world., but it's just the two of us. I know now that he can see right through me. I know he gets me.

"Since you seem to know me so well, what is it that I want?" I ask to verify that he would answer the way I already know he will.

"Me. All of me. On demand." Perfect. I never really doubted him.

"And what do you want?" My skin tingles with excitement from the thought of his answer.

"For you to do everything you have been desiring to do with me. I want you to let out what you've been hiding from me. I don't want you to tell me, I need you to show me." He grabs me by my waist and pushes up against me. "I'm yours to use as you please, no more holding back."

I look into his eyes, reach my hand to his hair and begin running my fingers through his curls, short and tightly wound to his scalp from being wet. I pull his face to mine, softly bringing my lips to his. Kissing him, enveloping my lust into every lick and kiss. His hands cupping my ass, bringing me into his erection as close as possible. With each motion of our tongues, my temperature grows hotter, my blood was boiling with the heat of sexual intensity. I pull back, grab his shirt by the bottom hem, and lead him outside to the back deck.

"I want you in the rain." It's very dark, only lit by the moon and subtle flashes of lightning in the distance. He takes his wet white tee off, I catch a glimpse of his chest and abs in the flash of lightning as he raises the shirt over his head. Damn, this is absolute perfection in front of me. He tosses his shirt to the ground and leans back from me a bit to unbuckle his belt.

"Wait." I stop him as he starts taking it out of the loops. "Don't lose that, we may need to use it." I see him smile.

Mmm, his smile, luscious lips. Clean white teeth with the smallest flaw of a tiny chip on the inner corner of a top tooth towards one side, barely crooked, the rest pretty straight, but unique. His lips form gorgeously with his grin, lines in the corners of his mouth that curl so beautifully. He is the only one with his smile. His voice, his touch, his personality and mentality. Those details are what makes him special, the only one I want to have me.

I watch the rain run down every inch of his body as he slides his jeans off. I've got my personal fantasy playing out before my very eyes. I am the luckiest woman on earth. Nobody has what I have. I have him.

T
he
rain is warm, inviting, and giving me sensations I have never felt. My biggest fantasy has always been to fuck in the rain, Adrian is the only person worthy of finally making it happen. He slides my clothes off and worships my body with his fingers. His touch is like flame to a candle, warming my skin. Placing his hands all over me, caressing my inner being. I arch my back as we stand facing one another, he kisses my neck and down to my breasts, sucking the rain off of them and making them fully erect.

My hands run through his hair, down the back of his neck, and all over his strong back. The rain falling upon us is creating a wet blanket on our skin. He holds me up against the outside of the house and I wrap my legs around his hips, crossing them behind him. Our eyes meet as he pushes inside of me, bringing a full on rush of blood throughout my entire body. I hold onto his shoulders, and he pushes into me deeper until I moan out of pure pleasure. His hard, thick, cock is the best feeling ever. I feel like I'm pouring out along with the rain that's falling from the dark sky.

I put my legs down, he kisses me passionately. We move to the grass, I grab the belt on the way. I wrap the belt around the back of his neck and bend over, holding onto the wet leather, pulling him close. He leans in and shoves his cock inside of me as deep and hard as he can. I pull on the belt, it's holding him in place and making him fuck harder and harder. His balls slapping against my inner thighs and clit, I yell with pleasure as he slides in again and again. In and out, each penetration bringing me closer to climax.

He stands from his kneeling position, and wraps the belt around my wrists, bringing it under me, the end of it at my pussy. He grabs it, pulls hard, and my face meets the ground. My wrists are under me, the belt rubbing against my clit and in between the walls of my pussy. He holds onto the end of it, and hunches down in a squatting position, lowering himself to my ass. His wet dick slides into my pussy and he begins to pound me as I whimper from the climbing climax he's bringing me to. He tugs at the belt, it hits against my clit as he plunges in again.

I release everything within me, my body shaking and jerking from the ultimate orgasm. He moans and comes hard, making my come that much more intense. I look back at his and he releases the belt as he stands up, reaching down to help me up.

“I told you that you have nothing to worry about.” I say breathlessly to him.

“You liked that, huh?” He grins wide, breathing hard from his orgasm.

“Fuck, I loved it. I knew you had it in you, fast learner.” I wink.

We wrap up in each other, letting the rain wash away the dirt and grass from our bodies. His embrace is comforting. I need more.

“Lay down.” I demand and point at the rug on the deck.

He listens like a good boy and lays flat on his back, his naked body exposed fully for my pleasure. I walk over to him and kneel down at his feet. My hands start at his ankles, moving up his legs and thighs, over his semi softened cock. I move my body up further, caressing his abdomen and chest. I move up further, until I am sitting on his face, and feeling his hot breath between my legs. I grab his hands and place them on my breasts, having him grab onto them, pulling me down onto his lips.

I bounce up and down, grinding and moving my hips. I reach back behind of me, grabbing his dick, stroking it while I ride his face. He becomes hard as a rock and the rain slickens my strokes. I go faster, harder, forcing an orgasm for both of us. I want it rough, I want him to fucking moan and come all over. I near climax, grab onto the head of his cock and tighten my grip as my pussy snaps from another mind blowing orgasm. I stroke his cock until the hot come seeps out and his dick throbs from the release.