“Aiden Reeves,” she said on a sigh as she flung herself back in her chair and gave the phone a menacing glare. “Of course you pick now to call.”
Resigning herself to the fact that she might as well go ahead and get the conversation over with, she picked up her phone and thumbed the icon to answer. “Hello.”
“Is this Eliza?”
Smooth voice and articulately spoken words. Yes, he was definitely Aiden Reeves.
“That’s the name on my birth certificate,” Eliza said blandly as she divided her attention between the phone call and her computer. She clicked open her email and scanned through the subject lines as the man confirmed what she had already guessed.
“I’m Aiden Reeves. I believe you have been expecting my call.”
Eliza rolled her eyes as she checked the delete box next to several emails that had managed to make it past her spam filters. “I’ve been waiting on the edge of my seat.”
She slapped her free hand over her mouth. Shit. She hadn’t meant to say that. But, perhaps it was a good thing she had. Maybe she should let him know right off the bat that she wasn’t interested in this date or anything he might have in mind after.
Then again, being a bitch to him right off the bat probably wasn’t the best way to go about it, either. She was warring with whether or not to apologize when he made a sound she swore was a chuckle.
“Well, then. That’s, uh, good to know.”
Yes, that had definitely been a chuckle, Eliza decided. She could still hear the lingering amusement in his tone.
“Forgive me for saying so, but you don’t sound any more thrilled by this impending blind date than I am.”
Eliza cocked her head and gave the man her full attention. He wasn’t looking forward to their date either? A part of her felt stupidly insulted by that even as relief washed through her.
“You’re forgiven. I’m not at all thrilled about it.” Since they seemed to be laying it all on the line, Eliza decided not to stop at that. She didn’t miss a beat. To her surprise, neither did he. “To be honest—”
The cellular waves fell silent as they both broke off abruptly when they realized they had been saying the same thing at the same time.
Suddenly enjoying herself for reasons she couldn’t explain, she turned her chair slightly and propped her feet on the corner of her desk. “Okay, I’m curious. We’ll finish what we were saying on three. Are you ready?” She didn’t give him time to answer. “One, two, three. I only agreed to go out with you because my father wouldn’t take no for an answer,” she said at the same time he said, “I only agreed to this date to keep my mother off my ass.”
Eliza felt her jaw drop. What were the odds? “Damn, we were close.”
“Very close,” he agreed, obviously as surprised as she was.
Eliza chewed her bottom lip. “Why does that feel freaky?”
He chuckled again and something about the sound sent tremors down her spine. “Because we’ve both obviously been dreading this date, but now we don’t have to. Our intentions and motives are clear. We’re only going through with this to keep the peace with our parents.”
Eliza nodded even though she knew he couldn’t see it. “In other words, the night might not be so bad after all.”
She heard a smile in his voice and found herself wondering what it looked like. What did he look like?
What do you care?
Excellent question. She didn’t care. Besides, she would know soon enough when he picked her up Saturday night.
“I’m sure you had already made plans for the evening. I had, too,” he continued. “I suggest we make an appearance at the benefit, give everyone our most charming smiles, and…”
“Go our separate ways a quickly as possible,” she finished for him.
“That is if you’re okay with that?”
“Absolutely!” Why wouldn’t she be? His tremor-inspiring voice aside, if her father thought Aiden was perfect for her, then she knew without a doubt he wasn’t the man she was looking for.
“Great!” He sounded as relieved as she felt. “Then if you’ll give me your address, we’ll pick you up at seven.”
Eliza’s feet hit the floor as she straightened in her chair. “We?”
“Oh, um, me and my friend Chaz Slone. I drag him along on dates like this to remind my mother she can weasel me into doing this kind of stuff, but she can’t control every aspect of my life. She warns me every time not to bring him, but…”
“You do it anyway because you know she hates it.” Eliza laughed, thoroughly amused by Aiden’s antics. “Smart.”
He chuckled. “It works…most of the time.”
Eliza relaxed back in her chair. “So I’ll be going out with you and your friend Chaz.”
“I suppose I should’ve asked you if you were okay with that first. I apologize.”
“Your friend has the same agenda as you, right? Make an appearance and a timely escape?”
“Trust me. If I would let him out of it, he wouldn’t be coming at all.”
Eliza smiled. “Then I’m okay with it.” She rattled off the address to her apartment and waited for his reaction. She expected to hear revulsion in his voice. Instead, she was pretty sure that was surprise in his tone.
“You live in Hamilton Pointe?”
“Is there something wrong with that?”
Hamilton Pointe wasn’t one of the most lavish apartment complexes in Cherish, but it wasn’t one of the most rundown either. Eliza figured it fell somewhere in the middle, offering its residents a gym, a pool, and modest size apartments at an equally modest monthly rent. She had chosen it because she could easily pay for it on the royalties she made from her cover art without touching a dime of her father’s money.
“No, I’m just…” He trailed off and started again. “I know exactly where it is.”
“Then I guess I’ll see you and your friend at seven tomorrow night.”
Eliza thumbed the icon to end the call, thinking that was decidedly the oddest conversation she had ever had with one of her father’s supposedly perfect-for-her suitors.
Chaz wrenched his mouth from hers and buried his face in her hair as he willed himself not to come. “Hold on, baby. You’re going to have to give me a minute here.”
“I am holding on.” To prove it, she dug her nails into the flesh on the backs of his shoulders and flexed her pussy muscles around his throbbing shaft.
Chaz make a sound that was half breathless laugh and half growl as he lifted his head and gazed down at her. “Yes, you are. You little minx.”
His pushed his hands beneath her and flipped her over until she was straddling his waist. The move surprised another squeak out of her, followed by a burst of laughter that only added another level of torture to his already throbbing dick.
“Mmm,” she purred as she settled her body more comfortable on his dick. “I like this positon much better.”
He could see that she did. She might have been used to vanilla sex, but the woman knew how to ride a dick. She flattened her hands on his biceps, lifted her sultry body until only the his engorged head remained inside her, and then rocked her slender hips forward as she lowered herself again, taking his full length inside her until the bases of their bodies met.
Chaz felt his eyes roll back in his head as a primal growl escaped his throat. “Fuck, baby.”
She blessedly settled there and leaned forward to nuzzle her lips against his ear. “Is something wrong, hot stuff?”
Chaz moved his hands to her hips and held them in a firm grip, stopping her movement. “I might have a wicked mouth, baby, but you’ve got an evil pussy.”
The smile that unfolded on her luscious lips as she lifted her head and gazed down at him was one of pure siren intents. “Let go of my hips and I’ll show you how evil it can be.”
* * * *
Eliza was having the time of her life. Yes, this was what sex with a man was supposed to be like. Fun, exciting, playful, and hot enough to make her sweat.
She was sweating, she realized as she felt the beads of perspiration gather between the places where hers and Chaz’s bodies touched. Those weren’t the only parts of her that were sweating, either. Her very soul was sweltering in the inferno of being with his man.
“Uh-uh.” Chaz’s grin turned mischievous as he continued to hold her hip with one hand and flattened the other firmly on the middle of her back. “We want you just like this.”
We? It took a heartbeat for the word to make sense, but when it did, Eliza winced. Aiden. Damn it! She kept forgetting about him. No doubt about it, she was going to owe him something special after Chaz was finished with her.
Except, Chaz just said we. Is Aiden going to join us?
Her question was answered a nanosecond later when she felt the mattress dip and the heat of Aiden’s body as he climbed onto the bed behind her. Icy darts of fear shot through her as understanding solidified in her mind. She was supposed to be pleasing two men. Though she had never done it before, she had read enough erotic ménage romances to know there were only a few ways a woman could accomplish that. The men could take turns with her, she could give one of them a blowjob while the other fucked her, or one could fuck her pussy while the other fucked her ass. Chaz and Aiden couldn’t have made it more obvious which option they were picking if they had written it neon lights.
Only, as Aiden moved closer behind her and folded himself over her back, it was material rather than flesh she felt brush against her. He was still fully clothed.
“Are you quivering because you know Chaz likes it, Liz?” The warmth of Aiden’s breath fanned the fine hairs on the side of her neck as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Or are you anticipating what you think I am about to do?”
“I…” She leaned into the touch of his lips as they cruised over her lobe and down the side of her neck, turning those icy darts to red hot pokers of desire. Her lids felt heavy and she let them close, but no so much that she couldn’t see Chaz staring up at her through the slits.
“Do you know what he’s about to do, baby?”
Aiden’s lips were peppering tender kisses on the back of her shoulder now and his hands were framing her sides and skimming down.
Eliza couldn’t answer Chaz. Trepidation jittered through her system, desire puckered her forbidden hole and tightened her pussy muscles around Chaz’s cock, and a sexual fog of their creation clouded her mind.
“Have you ever had anal sex, Liz?”
Eliza swallowed and managed to push a breathless, “No,” through her suddenly dry lips.
Embarrassment turned her cheeks hot. Being so playful with Chaz and riding him the way she had started to do had been more out of instinct than thought. She silently damned herself for being so inexperienced. At first, she had been disappointed when it seemed having sex with Chaz would turn out like all the others. He had quickly proven her wrong. Now she was going to be the one to disappoint them with her fear and naivety.
“Baby, look at me.”
She forced her eyes all the way open at Chaz’s request and then narrowed them at the cocky, amused grin tilting his lips.
“Why are you blushing? Didn’t you tell us you wanted us to show you what it feels like to be with two men?”
Eliza gulped. “Yes, but…”
“Having my dick in your ass while Chaz’s is in your pussy frightens you,” Aiden finished for her. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about that, Liz.”
“You two have done this before, but I—”
“Don’t realize what hearing that you haven’t does to me,” Aiden cut her off, his tone as soft and compassionate as the kisses he continued to pepper on her flesh.
“To us,” Chaz corrected him. His cock jerked in Eliza’s pussy to emphasize his words.