My Favorite Distraction (Distraction #1) (21 page)

“
Would you like to sit on the patio and talk?”

Jason
nodded, and we made our way to the back door. He sunk down in one of the Adirondack chairs, and I walked over and straddled his legs to sit on top of him. He was startled by my actions, but didn’t say anything. I began tracing his face with my fingers memorizing every feature. The sensitive pads slid down his cheek and his square clenched jaw.  Then it traveled down his broad nose, gliding over the small knot at the bridge.  I traced his bushy brown eyebrow; it was silky soft under my fingers.  I glanced at his eyes fascinated by the dark emerald green, and looking closer I saw a gold ring around the pupil.  They resembled cat eyes, lion eyes, maybe I would have to compare the two on-line tomorrow.  My journey didn’t stop. I outlined the outer part of his face all the way down to his chiseled chin.  My eyes followed my finger and I closed them when I felt his lips.  They were large, full lips, wet and hot. I was memorizing the feel.  I dipped my finger through the soft pillows and moaned when his tongue wrapped around it and gently sucked it.

I opened my eyes gazing again at this beautiful man. I moved the finger that was just in his mouth to mine and sucked it slowly.

“I thought we were going to talk.” His labored breathing made me grin.

I leaned in to nuzzle in the
crook of his neck and smelled him.  I relaxed there feeling the safest I had ever felt. I sighed loudly at the thought. I felt his arm move around me and hold me tight.  He buried his nose in my exposed neck.  I outlined his neck and shoulder pulling his sweatshirt off gently.  I began placing small wet kisses over the area of his neck and shoulder that I just traced with my finger.  When I reached the thickest part I bit down hard. He tasted clean, salty, and wonderful. My mouth was suddenly drooling.  It was so wet for him.

I heard his breathing increase
, and I moved to look into his exotic eyes. “You want to make out with me?”

I
had barely finished asking when his lips came crashing down on mine. He grabbed my face and held me while our lips touched tenderly, and then slowly he opened his mouth, and our tongues touched. His slow pace was intoxicating. I couldn’t stop kissing him.  His busy hands slid down, leaving trails of heat. Then he stopped and rubbed his thumbs over my nipples. I moaned and bit his bottom lip. I grabbed his face, leaning hard into him, and took over the kiss. I must have stunned him. I felt him tense under me, but he didn’t stop me. My arms slid around the back of his neck, and I held him tightly. I wanted to get more of him. He tasted so good I couldn’t get close enough.

We explored like this
, with our tongues, enjoying the touch and feel of our teeth, and lips. It was unhurried, tender, and very sensual, our mouths becoming one, and I enjoyed just breathing his breath. It was the closest I had ever been with anyone. I pulled away this time, but just far enough to lean over to whisper in his ear. My hips rocked against him, creating the most delicious feeling.

“I can feel you through your sweats
. Your cock is so hard. Oh, Jay, I could come like this.” My voice was breathy, and I squeezed my eyes shut enjoying the feeling.

Jason
grabbed my hips to still me. I opened my eyes as his painful grip sent a different kind of pleasure through me.  His eyes held hunger and passion and I had the urge to say something sassy, but his sexy gaze shut off the thought process to my brain. Our breathing was more like panting, but I didn’t give in. He held me still with his hand firmly placed on my hips, and his eyes never left mine. I licked my lips, slowly. My tongue drifted over my front teeth. His face didn’t change. His eyes dropped, following my tongue, and I watched him swallow and take a deep breath. I knew he wasn’t going to budge on this. It was the butt toy or nothing.

“So if I do it
…you know, put the thing in my butt, I will be
yours
for sure, right?”

H
is lips broke into a half smile.

“I want something
.” I negotiated.

H
e was silent just concentrating on me.

“I want you to play out a
…fantasy, anything I want, and since you agreed to be mine, technically you already agreed to try anything.”

H
is smile widened. I waited this time for him to talk next. I rested my head on his chest and felt him breathing in my hair. I was comfortable like this, but was growing impatient.

“So I said the butt plug and the agreeing to masturbate
, that’s the deal…for you to be mine.”

I laughed because he was really serious about the masturbating. I
sat back to look at him

“O
K, then that’s two things. I want two fantasies then.”

He
admired me, eyes fiercely serious. “Deal.”

Jason
got up, setting me on my feet. I was dizzy because of his quick movements.  I stuck my arm out trying to get my balance.  He grabbed my arm and tugged me up over his shoulder and before I had a chance to figure out what was going on he took off in a sprint up the stairs.

“
You’re a tease. And your timing for negotiating is awful. I can wait any longer.” His breathing was rugged when he spoke, and when he reached the bed, I came down hard on it. The rough motion made me giggle.

M
y eyes adjusted, and I watched as he walked over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He took off his sweats and sweat shirt, and I sat up on my elbows. He was truly the most beautiful man I had ever seen.

“Take off your clothes
, all of them. Then get on your hands and knees.”

He wasn’t romantic, but it worked for me. 
He disappeared, and I did as I was told. When he reappeared, I was bare naked on the bed. He didn’t look at me, didn’t offer any sweet comments and I was OK with that too. He was a man on a mission.

I heard him behind me
, and then his firm hand pushed my shoulders to the bed. He wasted no time slipping his fingers inside my sex. His instant deep intake of air filled the silence reminding me of the power I held over him. He slid his fingers out and traced the insides of my labia, careful not to touch my clit. He repeated the pattern over and over, and I felt my body grinding against his hand. I spread my legs further and angled my bottom more into the air, as my breathing was becoming erratic. I was hanging on an orgasm cliff, so close I could almost see the light at the end of the tunnel.  I held still, as he traced small circles over my clit. I didn’t want him to know how much I was enjoying those tiny movements—but the moan that escaped my lips wasn’t aware of my plan.

“You are so wet
.” He paused. “Fuck, Katie, I have never wanted someone like I want you. I ache for you, princess.  You need to tell me if I get too rough.”

“
I want you deep inside me, Jason, take me anyway you want.” Please.

He moved his finger to my back hole
, and I became tense. It was foreign and I was unbelievably sensitive everywhere. I waited for the pain, ready to embrace it. He eased one finger in, my body moving into his touch. I was dying. Every touch he gave me made me crave more from him. He continued his slow torture, and I would have allowed him to do anything to me in those moments. He continued to stretch me. I heard his voice, the soft whispers. I couldn’t understand what he was saying, but it was hypnotizing, and I closed my eyes, just relaxing against the bed, the sound of his voice controlling my body. He took his time. I felt more cold lubrication run between my cheeks, and I shivered. One hand moved back to my front and he slid his fingers through my folds on both sides of my clit again; it felt like an erotic massage. He slipped two rough fingers into me, and I moaned loudly. I was lost in his touch. His other hand continued its torture on my back hole, and I couldn’t control my movements, my body was craving a release, my mind thinking nasty thoughts. There was something so forbidden about what he was doing to me, his hands and fingers taking turns moving in and out of me.

“Fuck
, you are so sexy, Katie. My dick is so hard for you. I am going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to get me off your mind the whole time I’m gone.” His whispering was getting louder. I listened to his noises the entire time he was doing things to me. He was driving me insane, all the growling, grunting, even his breathing was sexy as hell.

“Promises, promises.” It came out in a helpless whisper and not the provoking way I intended.

My breathing stopped when he placed something in my pussy. It felt delicious. I stayed completely still and let out a shaky breath as the cold gel hit my back entrance. He plunged the dildo deep inside my sex and I felt my muscles close down around it. I was so wet, it created a loud slurping sound. He slowly moved the dildo out while pushing the alien object deep inside of me. I was absorbing all the sensation that he was giving, taking pleasure in every expert touch.  My eyes closed, and my breathing was heavy. That’s when I felt his teeth on me.  He bit my ass hard.  It was followed by licking and more light biting. A moan fell from my lips as my head thrashed on the sheets.  Oh Shit, I was dying, it was too much. The constant pleasure had my body blazing. I was on fire. The bed shifted, and I heard him get off and move toward the bathroom.

“Stay
. Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Where in the heck would I go?
I was on my knees and forearms, butt in the air, and I was so hot my skin tingled at the breeze that he made just walking to the bathroom. He came back into the room and positioned himself behind me.

“You look so fucking beautiful like this.
I want you like this every day, pussy wet, horny for me. Tonight, Katie, you are mine.”

I got butterflies when he said that. My skin was so sensitive
. I felt a rush of liquids in my sex as he talked to me. He put his finger inside me, and I heard his breathing stop and then speed up. He positioned his cock at my entrance, and then without warning, he slammed into me. I lost my breath. He felt wonderful, like he belonged inside me. He stilled and ran his hands down my back. I heard him whispering, and then he began to move, slowly at first and then fast. I heard grunting. I began bracing myself for his thrusts. I was so full, stretched completely. I could feel him deep in me, and then he began his rhythmic pace, our sweaty bodies slapping together.  It was perfect: our bodies, his need for me, the sound, the slight pain every time I clamped down on him, and the sound of his sexy voice.

“
You want this, princess. I think you need it.”

His voice was husky
, and when he finished, he touched my clit, and I came undone. I screamed loud. It was crazy hearing myself and not recognizing the voice; it was part animal. It was by far the hardest I had ever climaxed. I closed my eyes, a flash of bright colors filling my vision. He grabbed my hips with both hands and pounded into me, skin slapping skin. Sound filled the air, and moments later I heard him groan. I felt his grip on my hips lighten, and he rolled over on his side, pulling me with him. He held me tight, and I had almost fallen asleep when he finally let go and pulled out, his penis slipping from my body. He must have already removed the plug because I was completely empty.  He whispered in my ear.

“
Thanks for trusting me.”

He disappeared in
to the bathroom and then crawled into bed and wrapped his body around mine. His legs intertwined with mine, and we slept like that.

I woke in the morning
to the sound of the shower. I looked at the clock. It was 5:00 a.m. I rolled out of bed throwing Jason’s large T-shirt on and quietly made my way downstairs. Bo wasn’t as quiet. He shook, creating a jingling sound from his collar and strutted behind me, his tongue hanging out.

In the
kitchen I kept myself busy, not wanting to dwell about Jason’s departure.  I packed him a lunch, and started on breakfast. He came downstairs minutes later with a friendly smile on his lips.

“You made me lunch and breakfast?”
His surprise made me giddy. I was happy I could please him so easily.

Before I had time to answer his question, he pinned me to the counter with his body.  His front pressed against my back.  He reached around me to start the coffee maker and then stepped away.  I was stunned by how much that small action turned me on.  I squeezed my legs together and cross
ed one arm over my chest to hide my aroused breast.  I continued moving my busy hand like nothing ever happened, except now I needed a tissue to wipe my wet, naked sweet spot. 

M
y thoughts changed and I began to think about how much I could clean and organize when he was gone, my hands would stay busy.  Bo needed a bath for sure.  I gave Jason a sweet smile before I placed a plate of eggs and a bowl of oatmeal in front of him. 

He eyed me as I rounded the counter to sit next to him. I rested my head on my crossed arms and watched
him eat. He would pause occasionally and smile at me. He placed his hand on my upper thigh, his fingers making lazy patterns. I felt like the luckiest woman on Earth.

“Thank you
.” He smiled at me. It instantly warmed me, making me feel cherished. I suddenly became uneasy, thinking about him leaving.  I shuffled off the stool, took his plate, and he grabbed me and pulled me close. He hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, “I will miss you so much.” He held me for a long while and then got up and walked away without looking back. It made me sad.

I
reluctantly made my way back to his room.  I was dreading him leaving, scared to be alone again. I made the bed and cleared the floor.  I lay on the bed pulling the collar of his T-shirt over the bridge of my nose and breathing in his scent while he packed. I stared at the ceiling fan.  My mind was busy and I thought, “Was he always missing his closet door? That ceiling fan was really dirty. Was Jason going to miss me as much as I missed him? What could I sneak in his luggage to make him think of me?” I rolled over onto my side and glanced at the pillow I had been using the last few nights.  I slipped the case off the pillow and folded it neatly. I walked over to where his luggage was and shoved it under some shirts.  I wondered briefly if I had time to repack his things, his bag was extremely disorganized.  I quickly zipped it up when I heard him emerge from the bathroom. He gave me instructions on what to feed Bo and told me to take him to his work every day and pick him up. He grabbed his bag and headed downstairs without looking at me again. I got up and walked after him. He showed me the alarm code and made me enter it twice. Then he went straight to his Jeep and threw his luggage in the back. Bo stayed by me. Jason jumped in his Jeep, and I felt anxiety fill me. It was all happening too quickly. My heart started beating hard as he fired up the Jeep and began backing out of the driveway. My world started to darken. I felt my lip start to quiver, and my eyes filled with water. He drove away, and I stood there, trying not to cry. I slowly made my way up the stairs to the front door.  I kept going over everything in my head, maybe he thought he said bye. My body folded in as I settled at the bottom of the stairs leading to the bedrooms. I rested my face in my hands. I let a tear drop and then another and after that I couldn’t stop the crying. Bo sat next to me and put his head on my knee.

“Bo I don’t cry. He makes me like this
, weak and soft.” Bo just stared.

My pity party
was short lived when I heard the front door open. I nervously looked over as Jason stepped through the door.

“How come you didn’t set the alarm?” He looked
angry when he said it, taking large strides toward me.

I said nothing and tried to wipe my eyes
with the bottom of the large shirt I wore.  I stood up fast, awkwardly smoothing the now damp shirt down my thighs.

“I forgot something
.”

“Of course.”  I moved to get out of his way
and he stopped in front of me. My face snapped up and my eyes locked with his eyes, and he kissed me, a long, passionate kiss, and my knees weakened. He was so good at that. I sighed when he stopped kissing me.  He snuck his hand under my shirt and squeezed my naked butt cheek.

“
I needed one for the road.”

“You are an asshole
, you know that?” The smile on my lips told him otherwise.

He kissed me again and then left. When the front door closed
, I started laughing hysterically. I couldn’t stop. I was being such a nut case. Who was I? This was the first time someone had left me, and I was freaking out. I found that funny. I sat there and my grandfather popped into my head.  All right maybe it wasn’t the first time someone I cared about left me, but I still didn’t like it.

I got up and put on my running shoes
on and took Bo out for a morning jog. We ran around the lake, and I took my time and did my own meditating. It was nice.

After
I was ready for work, I went to the coffeehouse. When I got there, I urged Bo to get out. He hesitated, but did as I asked and walked close by my side. Bo was so big compared to me. He stood all the way to my hip, and when he brushed against me, it would almost knock me over. I was laughing at my wobbly-looking legs as I opened the door and stepped aside. Bo walked in, tall and proud, right in front of me. I made my way to the table where I normally sit and let Bo into my booth first. He hopped up, turned around, and I sat down. I pulled my laptop out and set it on the table. Bo lay down right at my side. He rested his large paws and head on my lap, and I scratched him behind his ears.

I worked
on the details of my fantasy. I made a list of things to get and things to reserve, followed by a list of people to call, and appointments to make. I was charged and excited about what I wanted. For the first time in a long while I had a plan. I had a mission, and it took over all of my thoughts.

I felt Bo
’s head a few times, then his ears raised and a growl sounded from his throat. I dismissed it and rubbed the area right behind his ears again. I glanced over at Mike. I wanted to ask him a favor. His eyes were large as he gawked at Bo. I waved him over, and he approached my table slowly.

“You can’t bring that dog in here.”

I looked at Bo. He was perfect.

“Is it a rule? Bo is a great dog.” Bo
’s eyes opened and he peered up at me. He had the best puppy dog eyes.

“Katarina
, I have a store full of law students looking for a reason to use their new skills.” I heard panic in his voice.

“No problem
, Mike, I will drop him off first tomorrow.”

He was still looking around
. He looked paranoid. I ignored it and began asking my favor. Mike’s parents had a ranch, and on the lower half, there was a maze made out of really tall bushes. I wanted to use it, but wanted it to be private. He was all for it. He told me his parents were away and it was at my disposal. I think he would have said yes to anything since he was trying to rush me to leave. It made me smile to think of how afraid everyone was of this adorably large dog.

“Shit
, Katarina, you didn’t bring a leash?” He was clearing the way for me to leave.

“Mike
, I don’t need one. Bo stays right by my side.” I grabbed my things and threw them in my bag, and Bo hopped down from the bench and strutted leisurely by my side all the way to the car. His head held high, tongue hanging out, he looked up at me, and I praised him as he got in my car. I drove him to Jason’s work and was reluctant to leave him with just anyone. The short haired lady I recognized from the last time I was here was behind the counter.  She gave me a bright smile, bent down and said something to Bo and they disappeared to the back where the offices were.

I hurried to work not wanting to be late two days in a row.
When I got to work, I checked my phone. Heather had called and left messages, and Jason had left a text. I opened it.

Jason: It is crazy how much I miss you

A smile crept across my face, and it stayed there all morning. My friends at work found it entertaining and made jokes about it being stuck like that. My morning went by quickly, and Heather met me for lunch. Red was taking her on an out-of-town meeting, and she wanted to meet with me before she left.

Heather
talked mainly about Red. They were hot and heavy again, and she was beaming. She was looking forward to her business trip with him and went on about her plans to “make him happy.” It made me wonder a little about our conversation the other night, if she had heard anything I said about him. I wondered if she believed what I had told her or believed his spin on what happened. It really didn’t matter, I decided, if she was truly happy. It had been years since the incident, and he could be a different person. I certainly was. I listened, and she told me all about their makeup sex, leaving nothing out. It grossed me out a lot, but I just smiled and nodded my head. She didn’t ask me anything about Jason, and I didn’t tell her anything. She ate, and I watched. Heather was very animated. She talked with her hands and turned her nose up at the waiter.  She was always my entertainment, but this time I lost my appetite. I thought she would eventually change the subject and talk about something unrelated to Jared, but I was wrong. She continued, and I played with my food and eventually found the napkin on my lap much more interesting. She was quiet for a long period of time. When I looked up, she had a questioning look on her face.

“Oh
, I am not sure.” I thought that would answer any question she had asked me. I knew I was wrong when she rolled her eyes.

“You and Jason should come out with us Sunday night when we get home.
Red wants to get to know Jason more.”

I felt my eyes widen
, and my head shake slowly.

“No
, I don’t think that would be such a great idea, but I will talk to Jason about it.” I thought she was the craziest person ever to set Jared up for that kind of aggression. She definitely didn’t believe my side of the Jared story. I stood up, impatient to leave after that. It was hard for me to accept how selfish my friend was sometimes.

“Oh
, are we leaving?” Heather pushed away from the table mimicking my actions. “You didn’t eat anything.”

I reached into my purse and pulled out money to pay for the meal
, knowing that was my part in this friendship. I didn’t acknowledge her comment, and she responded with a huff. I turned to leave after that. I regretted missing lunch with my work friends. I said my good-byes and got into my car to head back to work. I watched her get in her car and talk on the phone. It made me sad to think of how far we had drifted. I drove back to work thinking about how different we were. Heather was like a sister to me, and now I felt nothing. I pulled out my phone to send her a text.

Katarina: Sorry about lunch got a lot on my mind. Have a great trip call me we will plan something.

She texted me right back.

Heather: K it was good seeing you.

That was
ironic because I felt the exact opposite. I thought about my plans for the night Jason got home and texted her back.

Katarina:
Could you do me a favor?

She text
ed, a smiley face and question marks.

Katarina:
Could you get Jason and me on the guest list at Jared’s club for Friday night?

I knew
Jared wouldn’t be there, and I also knew that it was probably the nicest place in town that Jason had never been to. Heather talked about it often, and it sounded very elegant. She texted me back right away.

Heather:
Done.

That was all we said or text
ed to each other, and I still felt empty inside, like I had lost my best friend. Heather was the girl I knew better than myself. She was changing, and I was definitely not the same girl I had been a week ago. I recognized the changes in myself, the growing inside. I was more aware, more in touch with my own needs and I…felt.

The second half of my day went by fast
. I finished up with the girls, and we all walked to our cars together. They were talking about evening plans. I envied them with their happy families and busy schedules.

I went by Jason’s work and picked up Bo. It looked
chaotic. A lot of people with their pets were in the waiting room. The cute brunette at the counter was busy, with papers all over her desk. She didn’t notice me as I passed by her on my way to Jason’s office. I opened the door but didn’t see Bo. I walked down the quiet hall and knocked on another door that read Office. It opened, and Jason’s dad stood before me.