CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
AURORA
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“T ake us to Aurora’s ,” Parker growls and his driver pushes the privacy screen button, and in seconds, we’re alone.
Chloe was, um, busy, so after Parker insisted she would be looked after, I did a few arm movements to get her attention. Failed. Then agreed to leave.
When the limo moves, I press my purse into my lap.
“I shouldn’t have taken you,” Parker mutters roughly.
My head snaps around. He’s not the only angry one. I am furious that he punched his friend. “What? Why?”
“You couldn’t handle it.”
Fuck him.
Although, he’s right. I’m no prude, but it was overwhelming. All around people were naked and partaking in one sexual act or another.
Watching doesn’t turn me on. Sure, I felt some arousal, but even when I wasn’t looking, my entire focus was on Parker. Who glared at me all night.
Travis wasn’t flirting or hitting on me, it was all innocent, and if Parker had kept his head he would have realized it. We were just having fun.
“If you love pasta, I know a great chicken fettuccine.” He said at one point.
“Pasta?” I laughed when I realized what he was doing.
“Slides right down your throat.” He winked.
“You’re making Parker mad. You know that, right?” I said as he spun me around while dancing.
I like him. Not in that way. Travis is fun, but with an edge that says don’t get on his bad side. Like Parker, he has an abundance of tattoos, hands covered in them, and he wore a few large rings and a chunky wristwatch.
It was his thick dark shirt and pants that gave him a sexy gangster look, but his red soled shoes reminded me this was a businessman with a bank balance similar to Parker’s, I had no doubt.
A reminder Chloe and I were in unfamiliar territory.
“Of course I do. It’s the most fun I’ve had in weeks.” I told Travis as I placed my hands on his chest after I twirled.
He then leaned into my ear. “Parker likes you.”
“I know.” I blushed.
“No. I don’t think you do.”
When Travis spun me back, he made sure his back was to Parker, and he turned serious. My own smile faded.
“It might be safer for you to walk away. If you need me, call me.” He tucked a business card into my bra, and then I was spun back out and kept dancing.
Now, after seeing Parker physically attack his friend, I wondered if I needed to take his advice very seriously.
I cross my arms. “I was fine. You were the one glaring at everyone. I was having fun.”
He snorts and rubs his thumb over his lip.
We stare at one another for a long moment when the air changes. I feel my nipples harden, and the butterflies in my tummy begin flying around.
Parkers tilts his head and my eyes drop down to... Oh, my god. He rubs his hand over the fabric covering his cock, which is so huge it’s impossible to miss.
His legs spread wide and with all I am, my body flares to life at all his masculine strength and perfection.
Those dark blue eyes look ready to eat me and while I want to fight him, I know I have no power against our chemistry.
“Did you want me to encourage my friends to touch you, Aurora? Is that what you wanted?” Parker asks.
I swallow loudly.
Slowly he unzips his black pants and spreads open the fabric, letting his cock fall out.
Jesus, he’s commando.
My core tightens and I swallow again.
“Did you want me to pull my cock out like I am now so you could suck me in front of everyone?”
No.
Stroke, stroke, stroke.
My tongue sweeps out, lapping at my bottom lip, making Parker grin darkly.
“While Travis slides into your pussy from behind?”
My brows shoot up, but it arouses me further. I don’t want to fall at his feet too easily. I have to fight this.
“I could have.”
Parker barks out a laugh and I want to slap him. “You almost had a fucking heart attack when Tina slid her hand between your leg.”
Asshole.
“Because I don’t like girls!” I yell, wishing I wasn’t so damn turned on by this man.
Damn him.
He’s so confident, staring at me like he’s in full control. There’s a slight bruise forming on his cheek where Travis must have caught him, but it's subtle and only makes him look that much more dangerous.
And sexy.
His smirk fades.
“Get on your knees and suck my cock. Now.” Parker orders and I only hesitate for a second before I obey.
I no longer care.
My purse goes flying as I slide onto the floor, closing the small distance. Parker presses on the back of my head as my mouth opens and takes all of him inside.
“Yes.” He growls. “Fucking yes.”
I don’t know what this says about me, but being between his thick, powerful thighs makes me feel safe and secure. I’m sucking a guy off and aroused as hell, and I feel safe. What sort of fucked up bullshit is that?
“Where you should’ve been all night, Aurora.” Parker grunts. “Fuck yes. I love your hot mouth.”
I’m not going to tell him it’s where I wanted to be. He was the one who said this was casual, so I wasn’t going to follow him around or sit next to him like I was his puppy.
It might be true that I can’t say no to him when he waves his beautiful dick around, but after tonight, we need to discuss how we move forward.
Parker likes me more than he’s admitting.
I knew that before Travis pointed it out, but now he has, and given he’s one of Parker’s closest friends—friends who punch one another—it has just reinforced that I was right.
But if he doesn’t want this, then I don’t know.
I can’t deal with my mother's stuff and Parker’s almost damn bipolar tendencies.
My head bobs as I work his cock up and down, the length of it sliding down my throat. When I feel him swell, cupping his balls, he suddenly lifts me and I straddle his lap.
“Fucking panties.”
Snap.
“Get on my cock,” Parker growls as I grip hold of his shoulders, squeezing the cotton so I stay steady.
He doesn’t even know if I’m wet. I am. But how arrogantly confident of him to just press his cock at my entrance.
“Parker.” I beg for him to enter me.
“Don’t talk. I need to fuck you.” He hisses, sliding me down, inch by inch.
When I’m completely impaled, I take his face in one hand and he finally locks his eyes with me.
“Then fuck me.”
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PARKER
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A URORA COLLAPSES AGAINST my chest as the limo pulls up outside her building. She’s full of my come. Just how I like her.
I need to get inside, so reach for the tissues, shove a handful between our bodies and lift her off my cock.
“You owe me so many panties,” she grumbles.
“I’ll buy you the fucking company.” I guide her to the door as Eric opens it.
“Victoria’s Secret?” She smiles sleepily at me.
“All of them. I don’t care. Maybe you shouldn’t wear any.” I nod at Eric. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, sir.” He smirks, but glances away.
Good man.
He should give Travis some fucking lessons.
The next time we see one another, it will be as if it never happened. It’s not the first time one of us has punched the other—maybe not in the past five years or so—and it probably won’t be the last.
We step into the elevator and Aurora nestles into my side. Fucking her was as necessary as breathing. Now, I’m left wondering what the hell I’m doing.
All I know is that I want her. That I’m falling in love with her. That no one else can have her.
That just opens a whole other can of worms. Confessing who I am and then working out how I deal with the broken parts of me so I don’t hurt her is not something I’d considered before.
Or know if I am capable of.
How do I be the kind of man Aurora can love in return?
When she truly knows who I am?