A Designed Affair

by Cheryl Barton

  She could see that this was not the time or place to have this conversation with him.

  “Mike, can we talk about this another time, please?”

  “When Loren? Should I save this for talk on the plane out to California? What, you’ll call me in the morning after your date tonight?” he snorted out.

  Loren wasn’t pleased with how he stressed the word after. He sounded like he was implying something would be happening between her and Malcolm.

  Loren chose her words carefully.

  “I need to get back to my date. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

  They were staring at each other, neither making a move. When he didn’t give any type of response, she turned to walk back to her table. Before she could get away, Mike grabbed her hand and pulled her back so that her ear was close to his lips.

  “So I’m not supposed to want you again after the night we spent together? Should I just forget about it like you obviously have?”

  He was hurt and Loren didn’t want that. She also needed him to know that the night with him was everything to her.

  “Is that what you think? That I’ve forgotten about the best night of my life spent with you? It’s all I’ve been able to think about. What am I supposed to do here? I can’t just walk around in a state of constant heat all of the time, every single time we see each other. Neither one of us would survive. I’m ashamed at the thoughts I’m having right now because I know it’s wrong. I am out on a date with someone and at this moment I’m remembering what you tasted like.”

  When Loren said those words she looked him right in the eye.

  “I know we agreed to stay away from each other, but that hasn’t kept me from thinking about it.”

  “Loren, you made the decision that we should stay away from each other. That wasn’t a mutual decision, nor did I agree, if you remember.”

  “So what, are you telling me, you haven’t been seeing anyone? You haven’t been with anyone? Magic Stick Mike is giving up casual women?” she scoffed.

  Mike looked at her in total shock that she used the name he’d heard some of the women he’d had sex with used to describe him. He was too shocked to even respond. He used to think the term was funny when he heard other women say it, but coming from Loren it sounded demeaning and he hated it.

  “What? You think I didn’t know what the women call you? I swear, I don’t know why you and my brother think I don’t know about all the women you have made your way through. Don’t be shocked because I’m out on a date tonight. I can’t just sit at home and wonder who you are bedding and wallow in self-pity knowing that I would love for it to be me.”

  Now Mike was bothered that apparently Loren was feeling hurt that they aren’t together and that it’s not just him feeling that way.

  “It could be you Loren. All you have to do is give us a chance. I have not been with anyone and have not been able to stop thinking about you since the night we spent together, so yeah, the last thing I’m thinking about is having anyone in my bed, but you.”

  All she could think about was how his lips moved when he spoke. She was thinking of the incredible things that mouth did to her. The many ways those lips pleasured her. She needed to get away from him and back to her date. She needed to put some distance between them. Just as she started to move away, Mike reached out to grab her hand and pull her back to him again. He wasn’t going to tempt her anymore. He would do the gentlemanly thing and let her get back to her date in peace.

  “I hope you enjoy the rest of your date Loren.”

  That was all Mike said before releasing her hand and running his finger from the inside of her elbow down to her wrist. She was taken aback by her sudden want for him just from that one gesture. He remembered that the fleshy part of her arm was a spot that turned her on. Her breath caught when she looked up into the deep chocolate brown eyes that were hooded with yearning for her. She felt ready to explode on the spot. Unable to bear any more, she turned and walked back to her table on wobbly legs. Legs that she felt sure would give out on her before she reached her destination.

  After re-taking her seat, Loren couldn‘t concentrate on anything after her encounter with Mike. Malcolm was talking, but she heard nothing. Music was playing, but it didn’t interest her. She hadn’t finished her food, but she no longer had an appetite. No matter how she tried to focus on being present at the table, she couldn’t help but look beyond her table into the intense stare coming from Mike at the bar. He had not left yet. He was still sitting there, never taking his eyes off of her. She wondered if he had any idea what his look was doing to her. She wanted him badly. More than she did the night in his condo. She needed to look away, but couldn’t.

  As Malcolm was talking, whenever he looked down or away from her face, she looked at Mike, only to find him giving her the sexiest look. He was definitely playing dirty tonight and he knew it. Loren thought she even saw him smile one time when he noticed how uncomfortable his presence was making her. All he had to do was give her one look and her body longed for him. What was wrong with her? She was sitting here with one man who was very nice and charming and all she could think about was taking a ride on the magic stick that is Mike. She picked up her glass of water to try and cool down. Her date looked at her and took that as maybe she wasn’t feeling too well.

  “Loren, are you alright? You look a little flustered? Are you feeling okay?”

  “I’m feeling fine. I think it’s just been a long work week. I should probably head home.”

  “No problem. Let me run to the men’s room and I’ll walk you out to your car.”

  Loren nodded. Her mouth was dry from watching Mike across the room. He never stopped looking at her the whole time. He looked at her as if he too were reminiscing about the night they spent together. If his thoughts were anything like hers, he was remembering the feel of them touching skin to skin in the most intimate way. She was remembering the fiery kisses they shared and the look in his eyes said he was remembering the same thing. Loren was so aroused from the combination of her memories and his gaze at her. She wanted him again and she had since the moment she left him, the morning after the night they spent together. That need hadn’t lessened and right now, it was reaching a peak.

  When Malcolm got up to go to the men’s room, Loren focused all of her attention back on Mike. He wasn’t eating or drinking. He was looking at her and she wished he would stop. It was as if he were trying to send her a message using only his eyes. As wrong as she knew she was since she was on a date with another man, she was trying to send him a message as well. Her message was she needed and wanted him bad. She didn’t care who she was on a date with. She wanted to rip every stitch of clothing off of his body and take every delight he could offer her and if the night they were together was any sign, he had plenty to offer.

  Loren broke the connection between the two of them long enough to reach for her purse to find her cell phone. She was beyond walking away from the inevitable. She took it out, searched her contacts for Mike’s cell and typed out a one line text message to him. The message read, ‘my place in an hour.’ After typing her message, she looked back over at Mike, held up her phone to signal to him that she’d sent him a message. She watched him reached for his cell. She held on to her cell phone, waiting to see if he would respond. What she saw was Mike read her message, place his phone back in its holster on his hip and gulp down the last of his beer. He stood from the stool, look quickly at her, turned and headed for the door. She sat nervously wondering why he didn’t reply to her text. She kept checking it and didn’t realize Malcolm was back. She jumped when he spoke, surprised by his reappearance.

  “Are you ready to go?”

  “Yes.”

  She watched as he came around to pull out her chair.

  “I had a wonderful time with you tonight Loren. I hope I can see you again.”

  “Thank you. I had a wonderful time as well. Sure we can go out again. I look forward to it. Deep down, she really didn’t.”

>   Chapter 11

  Mike sat in his car outside Loren’s condo waiting for her to get home. He knew he should have replied to her text with either a yes or a no or any type of response, but he decided against it. He wanted his actions to speak louder than any words he could have texted back to her. Since he was parked on the front side of the condo, he was able to see when the light in her place went on. He figured she would enter her building through the garage which was safer because there were guards who would be sure she made it to her door safely. When he saw her light go on, he got out of his car and headed toward the building. As soon as he rang her bell, she answered right away.

  “It’s Mike, Loren.”

  He heard the buzzer which released the door latch.

  When he reached her front door, he was about to knock when the door opened. On the other side of the door stood the most beautiful site. Loren was still dressed in the dress she wore on her date. Seeing her, he wanted her and his plan was to take it off of her immediately. He didn’t want to stand in the hall of her condo and devour her so he entered and waited until she locked the door behind him. When she turned back to him, neither one of them said a word.

  Loren tried to outstare Mike, but it wasn’t working. She had to look away to keep her head clean of all of the naughty thoughts about him she had been having since she’d seen him at the restaurant.

  “Look at me Loren.”

  She continued to look away.

  Dropping his voice an octave, he repeated himself.

  “Loren, look at me.”

  When she did, she was shocked at the depth of thirst she saw in his eyes.

  “You summoned for me and I’m here Loren. What are you going to do with me?”

  Loren gulped, trying to find the words to say something, anything.

  She watched in what seemed like slow motion, as Mike lifted his hand and with one finger, he ran it across her neck making her skin tingle.

  “Loren, what were you thinking before I got here?”

  She wasn’t sure she heard him. That one single finger that was stroking her neck was gliding first around her neck and then he would use it to dip down the center of the top of her dress and then back up to her neck, teasing her. She was unable to think clearly.

  “What?”

  “I said, what were you thinking before I got here?”

  She wasn’t sure if she should tell him the truth. She bet nothing shocked or surprised him, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to share her most intimate thoughts about him. Ever since she spotted him at the restaurant, she couldn’t get visions of the two of them from the night they’d spent together and the many looks on his face as he stroked in and out of her body. She began remembering the seductive words he’d whisper of all of the things he wanted to do to her, right before he did them. Even now, standing in her living room, she was imagining them rolling around in her bed fighting with him over who would be on top.

  She already knew what she wanted him to do to her and invading her thoughts were ideas of all of the things she wanted to do to him.

  It was a good thing he showed up. She would have had to seek her own personal release if he hadn’t, in order to find any rest. She was already set with the toy she was going to use in place of him if he had not shown up. It was those thoughts that were going through her mind when he rang her bell. She wasn’t sure she could tell him that she was thinking about doing all sorts of nasty things to pleasure herself if he had not shown up. She trembled at the thought of telling him all about that.

  When she went to look away again, Mike reached out softly and turned her face back to him. He caressed her cheek softly and then replaced the finger on her cheek with his lips, kissing her softly. He then whispered in her ear.

  “I know it had to be something very naughty because I can read it on your face. Tell me, was it about me?”

  Loren didn’t dare speak, afraid of what may come out of her mouth so she nodded her head.

  “Were you thinking of the night we spent together where I tasted every single spot on your luscious body? Or were you thinking of how you returned the favor and made love to my body with your mouth?”

  Loren trembled at his words and he felt it.

  “I see I’m hitting a spot. Something else I’m going to discover tonight, perhaps is that you like to hear me talk that way to you.”

  She wasn’t sure she was going to be able to take anymore.

  He continued kissing her on the side of her face getting closer and closer to her ear.

  “Are you going to tell me what you were thinking or do I need to continue to guess?”

  Nibbling feverishly on her lips, she whispered her response very softly, feeling a little bit ashamed and a whole lot turned on.

  “I was wondering if you were going to show up or not.”

  Mike was intrigued. Surely that thought alone wasn’t what had put such a flushed looked on her face when she opened the door. He edged her on further by licking around her ear lobe, a spot he knew would drive her crazy with want.

  “Why would I not come tonight? You sent me a text message and as much as you know I want to be with you, you had a doubt I wouldn’t be here, now? I want you to know I would meet you anywhere, anytime. I don’t care who you go out on dates with. I know the connection we share and I don’t care how much you want to deny it, you’re going to remember me and think about me, just as I do with you. I’m going to be in the back of your mind. I will admit I was disappointed to see you with someone else tonight. Call it jealousy if you want, I don’t care. All I know is if you’re trying to erase thoughts of being with me by going out with someone else, it won’t work. This, between us, is inevitable and you need to remember that. So, what else?”

  Loren had to clear her throat she was so sated with need.

  “I was thinking about what I would do if you didn’t come.”

  Loren knew it was too late. The thoughts had turned to words and were out of her mouth. She kept doing that. She could look at Mike and see that he knew were her thoughts were going.

  “Oh, so are you saying you didn’t know if I would come over or you didn’t know if I would come? You know they aren’t the same thing right?”

  The room was getting very hot, she thought. Maybe she needed to turn on her air conditioning.

  Mike was playing very dirty with her, but he couldn’t resist. He was not happy seeing her with someone else tonight and he was going to make sure that by the time he left her condo, there would be no doubt about the direction they would be headed and she would know that he had no plans of going along with her plan of them staying away from each other. He would not accept her going out with anyone that wasn’t him.

  While in his thoughts, he realized Loren hadn’t answered him.

  “Loren?”

  Before he could ask her again she responded, “Both.”

  “Interesting,” he murmured in her ear.

  He decided to increase the pressure and the temperature by moving his lips away from her face and down the side of her neck, continuing to tantalize her with words and kisses.

  “Just what were your plans if I had not come over?”

  The fact that he dropped his voice and whispered his words while his tongue did unimaginable things to her was teasing on a level Loren had never experienced before. Her body was burning up. She tried to concentrate on answering and he was making it harder and harder to do so.

  “Things,” she whispered back.

  “Things, Loren? By things do you mean toy things?”

  Loren shook her head, happy that she didn’t have to say it.

  Mike grinned against her ear at the image that formed in his head of Loren pleasuring herself while thinking about him.

  “Baby, never be shy around me. I want to know what you like so that I’ll know how to please you. Right now, we’ll table the toy discussion for later. I have other plans that are of a more immediate concern.”

  Loren didn’t know what to say. She wanted
him with a wildness that she had never experienced before. Her thong was drenched, she had sweat forming in the most intimate places and all this dirty talk was wreaking havoc on her senses.

  Mike turned her face up to look directly at him and as he leaned down towards her, she lifted slightly up towards him rising on the tips of her toes as he planted a killer kiss filled with the promise of everything he had planned for them for the night and she was more than ready to receive it all. She just needed him to stop torturing her and do something about the ache in between her legs.

  After the first touch of her lips to his, she watched as he snaked his tongue out to lick across the seam of her lips. Before she knew what was happening, she grasped his tongue between her teeth and sucked it into her mouth as if she were suffering from starvation. What started out as a soft, sensual kiss, quickly turned into a duel of the tongues. They were like two starving, crazed maniacs who could not get enough of each other.

  Mike’s desire to be inside of Loren had him dispensing with any more discussion or pleasantries. He reached down for the hem of her dress. He didn’t remove it just yet. He never lost eye contact as he slid his hands up the outside of her thighs, all the way up her legs until he came in contact with the edge of her panties. He slid them down, not softly or even slowly. He dragged them down like a man on a mission. Once he had them all the way down, he watched as Loren lifted her feet so that he could take them completely off. When he had them clear, he ran the crotch across his nose, loving the scent of her on them. That act had Loren on the precipice of exploding. Her body was beyond ready and she was more than excited and had no problem with begging.

  “No more nicety Mike. Take me please.”

  Mike heard the need in her voice. He recognized it because it matched his own. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t want to ruin the moment with conversation. He reached into his back pocket, withdrew a condom from his wallet, tossed the wallet, unzipped his pants, pulled out his more than ready, erect, and hard as steel flesh and covered it with the condom. He felt like a teenager fumbling around because his need to be inside of her was so great.