Chapter 16
Lara
That moment. That moment when time seems to stand still.
That moment when all you can think about is him.
That moment when all he can think about is you.
That moment when he touches you. That moment when you touch him back.
That moment when you cross the line. That moment when he is the only thing stopping you from losing control.
That moment. That’s the moment. That’s the moment when you both go crazy.
That’s the moment where you lose yourself in everything you knew you should stay away from.
This was the moment. This was the moment that shouldn’t be happening.
Not again, but I couldn’t say no. I couldn’t walk away.
“I didn’t realize you were such a dirty talker,” I said finally as Parker continued to rub me between the legs, turning me on and making my mind become mush.
Why could I not focus on all the reasons why this was a bad idea?
Was I that easy? Did I have no self-control?
I thought about Luke for a second and about how I’d thought he was a nice guy until our last date when he’d just left.
Maybe Parker was right. Maybe all Luke wanted was sex and he’d just been pretending to be a nice guy who was into me.
I didn’t know what Parker wanted from me, but at least now I knew he really was attracted to me, and I knew he’d been jealous, or at least kind of jealous.
And that, well, that made me feel amazing.
It was pitiful and sad, and I knew I was playing with fire, but I didn’t even care.
“Do you like the dirty talk?” Parker asked as he leaned forward and kissed me.
“Do you want me to tell you how I want to be inside of you right now?” he mumbled against my lips.
“Do you want to know how bad I want to rip your jeans off and your panties and feel your wetness on my fingers, my tongue, my lips? How I want my cock to make you come as soon as I penetrate you?” He paused and then groaned as he grabbed my hand.
“You can feel it now. He’s throbbing, waiting for you to respond.
” He placed my hand on his member and it felt hard beneath my touch.
I swallowed and gazed into his eyes. They were full of desire and lust and I knew that I couldn’t say no. I didn’t want to say no.
“Take your jeans off,” I said, and before I knew what I was doing I was standing up and kneeling before him on the couch.
I reached up to his zipper and button and undid the button before unzipping his jeans and pulling them down.
He looked at me with a steady face and then started grinning as I reached up and pulled his briefs down as well, exposing his hardness to the air.
“You don’t have to . . .” he started, but his voice drifted off as I bent down and took him into my mouth.
I loved the salty, warm taste of him as I felt him growing every time I moved my head up and down.
He grabbed the top of my head and I could feel his body moving back and forth as I pleasured him, the guttural noises from his chest turning me on even more.
“Lara,” he grunted as he pulled my arms and stopped me.
“It’s my turn.” He grinned as I looked up at him.
“But . . .” I started to talk, but he shook his head. I stared at him in confusion as I knew he’d been about to come soon.
“I want to pleasure you first.” He lifted my arms up and pulled my top off quickly before undoing my bra.
He then pulled his own shirt off and I undid my pants and slipped them off so that I was just standing there in my panties.
“You are so sexy,” he muttered as he gazed at my breasts and then leaned forward.
“I want to slide your panties off and fuck you hard.” He groaned as his hands reached over and played with my nipples.
“So why don’t you?” I said softly, wanting to feel him inside of me once again.
“Because I’m already close to coming.” His eyes were starry as he looked at me. “I want to take my time and pleasure you first. I need to wind down a bit before I enter you.”
“I see.” I grinned at him. “I guess I have that effect on you.”
“The ‘I can’t think straight when I’m inside of you’ effect?” He grinned. “Why, yes, you do.”
“Good to know.” I laughed, feeling heady and high. “What should I do with my power?”
“I don’t know,” he said as his fingers pinched my nipples a little harder and I cried out in pleasure and pain.
“What should you do?” He leaned forward and took my right nipple into his mouth, nibbling and tugging with his teeth, so that all of my body was on fire and I could feel my panties growing wet.
“Parker,” I moaned as I felt his fingers slipping into my panties and rubbing me again, only this time the feeling of his skin on mine was driving me even more crazy.
“Yes, Lara.” His voice was deep and rough.
“I think I want you inside of me, right now.” I moaned, not able to stop myself.
“Tell me again.” He grunted, his hands moving faster.
“Parker.” I let out a gasp as he pulled down my panties and fell back onto the couch, straddling me on his legs, so that I could feel his hardness right against my sweet spot.
“Take it, if you want it,” he said, challenging me, a small smirk on his face as his hands moved to my ass and grabbed my ass cheeks, moving me up and down on his hardness, so that I was grinding against him.
“Parker, please.” I leaned forward and kissed the top of his chest and then bit down into his skin.
He froze for a second at my bite and then started moving me even faster on him.
I smiled as I felt him reach down and readjust himself against me.
He was going to enter me and I was ready.
Only, I didn’t feel him thrusting inside of me.
Instead, I felt the tip of him rubbing against me and I groaned.
“If you want it, come and get it,” he whispered in my ear, and I looked up at him with a small smile before reaching down and slowly moving my body on top of him.
I sat on his hardness then, easing him inside of me, and we both gasped with pleasure as I started moving back and forth, allowing and encouraging all of him deeper inside of me.
I moved slowly at first, wanting to enjoy the feel of every inch of him, but Parker wasn’t having that.
I felt his hands on my hips as he bounced me up and down on him, and my breasts bounced back and forth against his chest as I rode him.
I felt myself about to come when he suddenly stilled.
“Hold on.” He groaned into my hair as he ran his hands down my back and then he moved me back and forth again quickly, groaning into my ear as I came against him, my body convulsing.
“Oh, shit,” he grunted as he lifted me off of him and pushed me back onto the couch.
I felt his hardness on my stomach as he withdrew and the warm liquid of his pleasure splattered onto me.
“Sorry,” he said as he grabbed his T-shirt from the floor and cleaned me up. “I thought that was better than inside of you.”
“It was.” I nodded and pulled him down on top of me. “But maybe we should remember protection next time.”
“Maybe we should get you on birth control,” he said with a small smile as he kissed me hard. “That way I can come inside of you and we don’t have to worry about it.”
“Well, you can come inside of me in a condom as well,” I said, kissing him back, not believing we were having this conversation.
“That’s not really inside of you. That’s inside rubber,” he whispered against my lips. “I want to be inside of you.”
“Parker,” I groaned as I felt his fingers rubbing me again. “You cannot be ready to go again? Can you?”
“That’s a silly question.” He laughed against my lips.
“I told you I want to fuck you until you can’t think about anything or anyone else, and that’s what I’m going to do.
” He nibbled on my earlobe and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel my body responding to him again, eager to be taken, but there was a voice inside of me that wasn’t completely happy.
There was a voice inside of me that was telling me that maybe I’d made a mistake.
I’d come back to Parker’s place because I’d thought he’d been jealous.
And because he’d said he liked me. And he’d missed me.
And I thought perhaps his wanting to sleep with me meant something more.
But what if all it was, was sex? What if that was all he really cared about?
How many times was he going to tell me he wanted to fuck me?
Was he ever going to be able to see past that?
I could feel a piece of my heart aching as I felt him growing hard against me again.
I loved being with him. Loved how he made me feel.
Loved making love to him, but I wanted and needed more than this.
Only a few weeks ago, I’d vowed to myself that I was going to move on from Parker.
I’d vowed I wasn’t going to succumb to his smiles and sweet talk.
I’d vowed that I needed to get over him, but here I was, under him.
Once again, I’d fallen victim to his spell and I wasn’t sure if I’d made a huge mistake or not.
I lay in Parker’s bed, feeling slightly sleepy, slightly empowered, and totally confused.
I wasn’t sure what to think or feel, and I also knew that now wasn’t the time to try and have a conversation with Parker about what was going on between us.
I closed my eyes and sighed to myself. I was in both the best and worst position of my life.
I was finally close to Parker in an intimate way, and yet I was also far away from the actual relationship I wanted with him.
I didn’t even understand why he wasn’t interested in a real relationship.
It didn’t really make sense to me, but I didn’t really want to ask.