Kiss Me

Part Four

Aya

 I'm losing my shit….its all going tits up, yet I'm pulling that guy along with me, to my private room for another lap dance. God! If the guys were here now I'd be a laughing stock. Me of all people should know what a bad idea this is, yet I can't stop myself. He made me want like I've never wanted before. Yeah, believe me, I know it's wrong to be doing this, but when I saw him sitting at the bar I was enthralled. And not like the night before, that was fun. Now this, this something else entirely.

I sighed and rubbed my palm over my neck and turned to face Henley who had this look of shock, or maybe something else. "What?" I asked, pushing him down onto the soft suede chaise lounge. "Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?" Is he playing innocent?

Don't play innocent with me, with those serious yet beautiful eyes. "Just relax," I mumbled and turned to my ipod docking system. Usually I'd play something upbeat, that gets the customers blood pumping, but looking at Henley, his blood was already pumping and to an area I didn't want to notice, yet did anyway. "I think something slow and sensual would do it."

"Slow...sensual?" He questioned.

"Well, yeah. It's my treat," The song started. The slow soft wave of music crept up on my skin and into my veins, taking me far from this place. My church, yet I saw only him. Nothing else. Just Henley and his deep intense stare. It burns me and stabs straight into my damn erratic heart. "Lean back," he did. His hands gripping onto the soft furnishings like his poor life depended on it. Funny.

"Don't kill me," he utters. I chuckled in response and knelt between his strong legs. My hips swayed and my hands took on a life of their own. Touching down his chest to the hem of his t-shirt and I lift it slowly, displaying his firm muscles. Just as I thought. He's strong and so very beautiful. "Is this part of the show?"

I smile and tip my head back, while I grind down on him, soft, slow, taunting. "Not really," I whispered. "You can touch me, if you want."

He bit down on his bottom lip, making me shudder in delight. "I want to touch you."

"Then touch me." I groan in delight as his warm big hands gently stroke over my skin to my hips, pulling me down on his obvious arousal. Damn, he feels big and delicious.

"....Shit," he groans. "You feel...so good."

"Mmm," I hum and pushed against his chest, stroking the fire in my groin. I want this man. I want him naked beneath me. I want to feel his strong hard length deep inside me. I want to taste his sticky skin.

I.

Want.

Him. "Henley," I hissed between gritted teeth. "I…"

"Don't stop," he said cutting in with a quick tug. "Move more." He asked. I was coming undone above him. And I slowly stripped my top away. I heard his short gasp and I had to look at him. His eyes partially hooded, his face flushed red, sweat sticking to his brow. He was drunk off me. Drunk from my slow taunting movements.

I bare my hips down more, rubbing against him. His breath hitched, his strong firm hold pulling me deeper and deeper into a swirling abyss of lust. "Stop me," I asked. He shook his head. "Please...Henley,"

"No, I want more." He growls and leans up, placing those lips to my skin. His tongue slides over my nipples sending hot bursting ripples through me. "Let me, have more."

I didn't answer him, I didn't need to. My hands did the talking for me and I leaned down and pulled his face to mine. His hot panting breaths caught me and once again I connected my lips to his. But this time felt different from before. More intense. "I...I'm yours, for now." I whispered against his mouth.

Gone was the slow smoothness of the moment. I was on my back in seconds, with him stripping his t-shirt away. His arms hugged my body and I moan out, feeling that strong embrace. Like a lust filled prison. "I want in you."

"...Fuck," I utter when his hand worked its way into my tight leather pants.

"You feel good in my hand, Aya." Oh jesus, the way he said my name had me almost coming. So I closed my eyes and let my body leave this room. It followed his long hot strokes. I was standing on a cliff edge, like many times before when I'm being embraced, the only difference was, with all those other guys I didn't want to jump. Yet with Henley I wanted to leap and plummet into the cool darkness.

"F...fuck me," I groan. "Please…" I begged. I never freaking beg. But I was begging him, I was literally eating out the palms of his strong hands.

"Here?"

"I...don't care where." I shook my head, trying to banish my ridiculous thoughts. What was happening to me? I'm giving myself to this guy. It's not me, yet I don't want to stop.

He grins and releases me. That closeness breaks away leaving a cold space between us. It's lonely, yet pulling back seems to be the harder thing to do.

"Mine then?"

I nod in reply. "Yours." Slowly brushing my fingers up his stomach and over his chest, trying to connect what was seconds ago lost. I lick and suck at his soft skin, bringing a short gasp from those perfect lips. My body was on fire. "Let's go have some fun."

"I've never been with a guy before."

I smiled and grabbed my top. "I'm happy I get to be your first."

"Right," he said behind a frown. "What about work?"

"I'm sick," I smile. "I have a headache. It's all they need to know."

"You're a really weird guy." He said, His voice husky yet tired. I imagined for a brief moment what his voice would sound like when in the midst of sex. That deep husky whisper in my ear. I laughed a little, he caught it. I held my mouth. "You really are so cute."

"Yeah thanks." I replied while rolling my eyes.

"I was joking. But roll your eyes again, that was definitely hella cute."

"I'm so not doing that again." He charmed me.

"You have such a perfect smile and a nice set of teeth." I laughed. He really freaking charms the hell out of me.

"Your wooing skills are awful."

"So you want wooing?"

"Give it a try and none of those sleazy pick up lines please."

He had a serious look on his face. "Ahh, shit. You got me. Wooing is not one of my best assets you know. I'm actually fucking terrible at it."

"Luckily I'm very good at it, now put your top back on and let's get out of here." I watched him rush his top and nearly fall in the process.

"I will tell you anything you want to know about me. I will tell you everything from the corners of my mind. Only you."

I giggled, He's so ridiculously perfect. "Minds don't have corners." I snigger.

"All of that serious me and you came back from that with minds don't have corners? Your amazing Aya."

"Really?" Fuck! I'm so selfish ... I know that, but how...how does anyone do it? I grabbed my backpack and we left. Cities are busy places, no matter what time of year it was. My hometown would go so quiet you could most probably hear a penny drop. In the winter it almost becomes a town that looks un populated. Yet here you could be anything you want, act out your wildest fantasies. I have done, many many times. I miss that. The no worries game, the endless possibilities. The moments of complete silence to the all out crazy days. It's just now I'm in a common routine. The Vibe is my place of worship, but one guy, just one has messed up that common and easy routine.

Fuck it, you know what, sometimes you try your hardest and it never seems enough. But sometimes you just don't know the damn difference. I've noticed in life that no matter how much you try to hold on, you find yourself falling even harder. I find though, that in those moments you wish you had done just that little more to hold on. Maybe that second longer would have made the difference. Maybe that silence should have been broken or maybe none of it would have made any difference at all. You just got to think that no matter who you are or where you're going you will always fall at some degree or another. I guess this is the moment I fall into his arms and his bed. Yet thinking about this inevitable moment he would take me by the hand and lead me to his room had me wishing I could just disappear like I usually would. But not this time, I want Henley just as he is and I know with little experience he has, he'd still be good and I can't wait for that.