Every Love, page 4
“Well, now you know,” Amanda retorts.
She turns and walks away, clearly embarrassed. I turn to Amanda with a huge grin on my face. “Thank you,” I say and give her a hug.
“I’d do anything for you. You know that.”
“Thank you, I just never thought pretending to be my girlfriend would be one of them.”
“Dude, I saw the way your body tensed when she came at you like that. I read you well.”
My phone rings interrupting us and I glance at the screen to see an unfamiliar number on it. “I’m gonna grab this.” I step away from the counter for a little privacy since it could be related to my mom.
“Hello?” I answer as I head outside.
“Is Nate available?”
“Yeah, this is him.”
“Hi, Nate, this is Elania, Amesha asked me to give you a call about your interest in buying a new home?”
“Oh great. Thanks for calling me so quickly.”
“Did you have time now to tell me a little bit about what kind of house you’re interested in?”
“Sure, I’ve never done this, so…I don’t really know.”
She laughs a little and says, “Don’t worry, I’ll show you the ropes.” We chat about some basic specs, then I give her my email address and we hang up. For the first time in a while, I’m excited. Having a place of my own would be unreal. I’ve never had that, and as hard as it is to imagine doing it without Arion, I have to. She is not my future anymore.
I’m doing this for my mom and for myself. It will be nice to have my own home. My phone rings again and I glance to see my dad’s name on the screen.
“Hey, Dad?”
“Hey, how are you?”
“Good, just working. How’s Ma?”
“She’s good. The staff at this place is great; she was wondering if you were still coming for dinner?”
“Of course. Will you be there tonight?”
“Should be.”
“Great, well, text me and let me know if either of you need me to grab anything on my way over.”
I hang up with my dad and head upstairs. If buying a home is coming sooner rather than later, I guess I need to educate myself on what I really want. Amanda is talking to someone and Nash is giving a lesson. I’m not really in the mood for making rounds, so I head into the office and get online searching for homes in the Scotch Plains area.
One townhome looks really nice. I click on it and right away, my attention is diverted to the listing agent’s picture. Damn, she’s fucking hot.
Dark hair and intense eyes paired with those soft lips and huge tits popping into the picture. Man, I wish she were my realtor. I’d fuck her in a heartbeat, based solely on this picture, and that’s not like me, I like my Arion-blondes.
Then I read her name: Elania Harmon. Holy fuck, she is my realtor. I can’t get involved with someone right now. However, my questioning is all washed away as I get lost staring into her eyes again. What’s wrong with me? I can’t remember the last time a non-blonde was able to get me going.
But those eyes. And lips. And tits.
“Whatcha looking at?” Amanda barges in and asks me.
“Fuck, you scared me.”
“Why? You watching porn?”
“Fuck no.”
“I’m just messing with you.” She leans on the desk and looks down at me. “For real, what are you doing?”
“I was just looking at houses.”
“Yeah? Did that realtor call?”
“Yeah, she did.”
“Have you found anything good yet?”
I decide I might as well show Amanda what this chick looks like. I have a feeling I’m going to be needing her advice having to work with her through this process. “Just this,” I tell her, turning the screen and pointing to Elania’s picture.
“Who the fuck’s that?” she asks, basically drooling.
“The goddamn realtor.”
“Damn, Nate, she’s hot.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Is this what has you all hot and bothered in here?” she asks me, crossing her arms over her chest.
“No,” I lie. “But it does have me excited to look at houses, that’s for damn sure.”
“Can I come too?” she asks jokingly.
“Why? So you can hook up with her? What kind of friend are you?”
“I’m just playing with you.”
“Riiiiight.”
Having told my parents about my plans to move and have them both excited for me is such a relief. Dinner with them was great. My mom seems to be doing really well. Even though she’s only been at the new facility a short period of time, it’s great. All of the staff really seem to care about her.
Leaving them, I have one stop on the way and I can’t wait. Andrea texted me—the douchebag is out for the night and I really need to fuck her. Just thinking about her naked body waiting for me turns me on like nothing else. My cock throbs as I make the trip across town.
Finally, I pull up to her place and will my cock to stay down, just long enough for me to walk in. My phone chimes with a text. It’s from Amanda, I checked your realtor friend out and guess what?
Dammit, I hate it when she does this shit, just tell me. What? I text her back.
She’s single, doesn’t appear to have any kids, and loves to work out.
How the hell did you find this shit out?
Facebook.
You’re a piece of work, you know that, right?
I did it for you. Well, really for me…I was mayyyyybe hoping she was gay.
I don’t text her back. Would she really steal a girl that I was into? She’s my best friend and friends don’t do that shit. I shake away the thoughts and get out of my car, looking around to make sure no one sees me before I slink my way inside.
The door is open like she told me it would be. She’s naked and in the kitchen making us drinks. Locking the front door like it’s Fort Knox, I walk towards her, taking the drink out of her hand. This chick knows how to make me happy – her naked ass and a stiff drink.
“Hi,” she says, looking at me through heavy lids.
“Hey,” I respond taking a drink and running my free hand through her hair and then down her body.
She shivers from my touch. I love how eager she is. I pull her body tightly against mine, holding her to me with force.
“Did you miss me?” I ask. She nods her head. “Why don’t you show me?” I push my erection against her and she drops to her knees, fumbling with the button and zipper of my jeans. Once my cock is free, she licks her lips holding my shaft in one hand. I nudge myself towards her, urging her to suck me. She doesn’t waste a second. Her warm mouth engulfs the head of my cock. Just like Arion did. Yeah, once again I think it’s wrong to use Andrea this way…but I can’t help it. Slowly she moves up and down, her soft warmness making me so hot, just the way Arion used too. Dammit, I can barely stand it.
As she picks up speed, her hair falls into her face and I move it out of the way. Holding it back so I can watch the way her mouth stretches around me, I know she won’t stop ’til I come. Don’t get me wrong, I want to, but her pussy sounds so much better. Pulling back, I will her to stop. She fights me by clamping her lips tighter. I keep pulling and when we disconnect her lips pop.
She smiles up at me and I help her stand. Leaning down ’til we are eye level, I glide my fingers over her hot cunt. Her body shudders when I begin to rub back and forth.
“Where do you want me to fuck you?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer me, instead she stares at the muscles of my chest, clearly fixated on my body. I sink a finger inside of her and she looks at me, dazed and horny.
“Anywhere,” she murmurs and I grab her ass cheek, squeezing it hard between my fingers. She giggles, twisting out of my grasp and runs into the extra bedroom. I follow and lock the door behind us, watching her get situated on the bed. She has her ass up and face down. I can’t stop myself from stroking my dick as I observe her. She’s so hot. Ivory skin, like Arion. Blonde hair, like Arion. Light eyes and the best tits in the entire world, just like Arion.
“How long do we have?” I ask, taking my pants off and rolling a condom on.
“A few hours.” Typically I cut the time given down in half. As much as I think her boyfriend is a good for nothing asshole who I’d love nothing more than to beat the fuck out of, I don’t want Andrea to reap the repercussions of him finding out. He’s been physical with her in the past and I’m sure will do it again.
I step to her. She is playing with herself, but I nudge myself against her pussy. She’s so wet and ready. The instant we touch, she drops her hand and backs into me. I fill her sweet pussy, going all the way in, she’s so wet. She moans out, throwing her head back and resting up on her hands.
I start to move, pulling and pushing myself into her. I love the way her body accepts mine, meeting me thrust for thrust. My insides are on fire. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head back and smack one of her ass cheeks. Doing my best to not leave a mark.
“Yessss!” she cries out in ecstasy.
My balls tighten from her words. The sensation of my cock is so much to handle. Everything inside of me pulsates with every movement as our bodies crash, together bringing us so close to climax. Shuddering from head to toe, our worlds collide. She screams into the pillow and lets go as I follow suit, almost screaming out Arion’s name while I get lost in the moment and the daydream of fucking her yet again.
Fuck, something’s wrong with me. I recover quickly and lean down, leaving a few kisses on her back before pulling out. Then I head into the bathroom to flush the condom. It’s the best way to get rid of the evidence and ensure that the douchebag never finds it.
Walking back into the bedroom, Andrea is still lying on the bed. I put my pants back on and lie next to her. She scoots over and puts her head on my chest. I don’t want to be a dick, but this is where things get weird for me. I know she wants more, she’s told me – she’s asked me. I’m not ignorant; it’s the reason that she keeps sleeping with me. She hopes that things will progress…but with Andrea, they can’t.
I’m using her just as much as she is using me. To me, she is a dose of Arion. She gives me a little bit of what I lost, and I’d know if I was ready – which I’m not – I wouldn’t move on with her. I couldn’t start a relationship out on the circumstances that we have. I would always look at her like she is Arion and that’s not fair to either one of us. Sick as it might be though, there’s a part of me that just wants to take whatever I can get to relive the best days of my life.
I pretend my phone vibrates and sit up to check it, then I turn to her. “I gotta run, I’m sorry, babe.”
She kneels behind me wrapping her arms around my neck. “It’s okay, thank you for coming. I’ll miss you.”
I kiss her cheek and get up. On my way out, I wish to God that she really was Arion.
“Have you started looking at houses?” my mom asks me.
“Not in person, but I’m actually going today.”
“That’s great, dear, I’m so happy for you.”
“Thanks,” I tell her, noticing how good she is looking. “I heard you took a few steps in physical therapy the other day.”
Her face beams from my words. “I did! I couldn’t believe I was able to, considering how I’ve been stuck in this wheelchair, but I put my mind to it.”
“You can do anything you put your mind to, Ma.”
“I’m not giving up. So tell me what kind of house you want?”
“I’m not picky, you know that. Anything that is close to here will do.”
She laughs, only the way my mom can, and looks at me with that look. “You better think about it, Nate. Buying a home is a huge purchase and I don’t want you to do it for me. I won’t always be in here”
I love her optimism. It reminds me to stay positive. “I agree, and I know you won’t. Nash and I are looking to open a second gym and we’ve talked about this side of town, so this is where I wanna live, and for now…I’ll be closer to you.”
There is a knock on the door and a nurse pops her head inside. “I’m sorry to interrupt you two, but it’s time for your physical therapy, Mrs. Wilcox.”
“That’s okay. Mandy, come in. Have you met my son yet?”
The young girl shakes her head at me and I can see where this is going. My mom is trying to introduce us for reasons of her own. “Nate, this is Mandy, she’s one of the nurses here.”
“Nice to meet you,” I say and stand to briefly shake her hand.
Instantly she becomes shy, turning to the side and pushing her hair behind her ear. As much as I love my mom, I don’t want to get caught up in her shenanigans, or make poor Mandy feel any more awkward than she already does, so I kiss my mom on the cheek and bail.
Plus, I have to meet Elania at her office to go look at houses. Since seeing her hot ass picture I can’t stop thinking about how she’s going to be in person. She gave me clear directions to her office, and was precise in saying not to be late. I guess we have a schedule to follow. I don’t really care about all of the details, as long as we find me a place that’s close to my mom.
Plus, my dad’s job typically has him travelling to meet with clients. Lately he has been postponing that, but that can’t go on forever. Checking the directions in my phone again, I make the last few turns before pulling into the parking lot of her office. Checking the clock, I am early, but decide to head in, considering how strict she was with giving me orders to not be late. It’s hot as a bitch outside, and I, of course, decided to wear jeans. It’s not that I’m embarrassed of my leg, I just don’t want to explain it to her the first day I meet her.
“Hi, welcome to New Age Real Estate, who are you meeting today?” the perky receptionist asks me.
“Elania Harmon,” I respond looking around the contemporary office.
She glances down at something on her desk then asks me, “Are you Nate?”
“I am.”
“Have a seat, I’ll let her know that you are here.”
I give her a slight nod and turn to see four white leather chairs. I take a seat on one of them and suddenly feel nervous. I’m not sure why, so I pull my phone out and aimlessly keep busy with that. Then I catch sight of a blonde walking by, but it’s not her. My eyes keep wandering, so curious to see Elania. Then I see a pair of shiny black heels talking to the receptionist. My eyes scan her body, long legs, tight ass, and quite a substantial rack.
Her hair is straight and just completes the entire package. Too bad she’s not Elania…I can tell ’cause her hair is different. Fuck, she’s smoking. I’d love to fuck her. As I watch her, I imagine peeling that dress off of her tight skin. I would move my hands over every inch of her.
Then she turns around and with those light eyes, I realize right away it is Elania. My heart pounds against my chest, and I will my cock to stay calm as she struts towards me. She has such a confidence about her that I…I’m speechless. Each step that she takes, so strong, that I feel it through the floor.
“Hi, Nate, I’m Elania, it’s nice to meet you.”
I stand and shake her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, too,” I respond. I have a hard time keeping eye contact with her, as her body distracts me.
“If you’re ready, let’s get going,” she says.
I nod my head and look at my dick…for Christ’s sake. I do my best to think of anything else as we walk out. “It’s hot today,” she mentions and walks up to a red Cadillac Escalade. I’m impressed that this is what she drives, it’s such a big car to handle.
“It is,” I reply before we get inside.
“So you still like the list I sent you?”
I nod my head, not understanding why she has this effect over me. “You don’t talk much, do you?”
“I’m sorry, I just have a lot on my mind.”
“No need to apologize. I’m a talker, so if I bug you, please let me know.”
Pull your shit together, Nate. “You’re not bugging me. I’m sorry. Maybe I need to eat lunch or something.”
She looks over at me as we wait to turn out of the parking lot. “We can.”
“I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“It’s not an inconvenience at all.” She glances at me out of the corner of her eye. “I didn’t eat much myself. Plus, I found a few other places I’d like you to look at that we could possibly bump up to today?”
“Then we should eat,” I tell her.
She looks at me for a second before asking, “So tell me, where should we eat?”
“What about the Gem?”
“I love that place,” she responds.
“Good.” My phone rings and it’s Amanda. I knew she would pull some shit like this, especially since I was nervous to meet Elania. I’m sure she just wants to know how things are going…but now is not really the time to start discussing that.
“You can get that if you need to,” Elania says.
“Nah, it’s just work. It can wait.”
“What do you do?”
“I own a gym upstate with a friend.”
“Really? What’s it called?”
“Mechanical Gym.”
“No way. I’ve heard of it. I actually looked into becoming a memb—”
I cut her off. “Why the hell haven’t you?”
“The location.” She smiles answering me. “It’s pretty far from where I live,” she says stopping at a light. She glances in the rearview mirror and I can’t stop myself from completely staring at her. Her legs are something else. So long and smooth, paired against the stripes of her dress make me want to touch her.
“We’ve talked about a second location. Just tell me where you want it and I’ll make it happen.”
She laughs and glances at me. “Really, just like that? I tell you where I want it and you’ll build me a gym?”
Watching her repeat those words out of her sexy mouth makes my cock grow. I will eventually have my way with her…I can guarantee you that.
She speaks again, pulling me out of my lust-hazed reverie. “I live in Scotch Plains, where you are looking to buy, so considering we might be neighbors, anywhere by your new place would work.”
