by K E Osborn
“Yeah, you’re going straight upstairs to the spare room, Nate. No arguments.”
“Yeah, Nate…” Lunar slurs, “… even I know you can’t drive… we’ve drunk too much.”
Danger is standing above me, as I roll over onto my back and nod conceding defeat. “Okay.”
He places his hand out for me to grab, so I take it and he helps me up. Faltering on my feet, he exhales. “Lunar, stay here. I’ll help you in a minute… let me get Nate to bed first.”
“I like it when you’re all bossy and dictatorial,” she replies with a salute making Danger chuckle and me groan.
He throws his arm around my waist and helps me up the stairs. It’s a slow process but we get there. Leading me to Ryan’s old bedroom and over to the bed he throws me down on it. I bounce up and down on the mattress a few times chuckling with the movement as Danger battles with my shoes. He pulls them off then sits on the edge of the bed.
“Nate, you probably won’t remember this in the morning, but… I’m sorry.”
I look up at him and squint. Well, I think I do, I’m not really sure. “Sorry?”
“I know watching me with Zaria was really hard on you and Lunar, I can’t even imagine what that must have been like for you guys. Obviously, today was dreadful. But I’m glad it’s done and dusted and neither of you have to see any of that again.”
“Well… thank you. It was not easy. You need to reassure Lunar, Danger. She thinks you’re gonna cheat on her with Ria.” I blink a few times finding it hard to register anything I’m actually saying. Did any of that make sense?
Danger exhales and runs his hand through his hair. “Shit! Right. Okay. Thank you for telling me. That’s not going to happen, you know that right?” I nod and sigh. “Nate, I promise there’s no attraction between Zaria and me. Not that she isn’t stunning. It’s just I’m one hundred percent committed to my fiancée forever. And I wouldn’t do that to you. Even though we’ve had our differences you’re still one of my best mates, Nate.”
“Thanks man, that means a lot. But I’m good… drunk, but good. Go tell this to Lunar, she needs to hear it more than me.”
He slaps my leg. “Sleep it off, I’ll bring up some water and tablets later.”
Danger stands and goes to the door, turning back he exhales. “Thanks for taking care of her today.”
“Yeah, right, more like she took care of me.”
He half-smiles and nods walking out the door closing it behind him with a click. I exhale and pull out my cell, there’s a missed call from Matt and a missed text from Ria received about an hour ago. I quickly open it to see a clown fish and I smile as my heart pounds in my chest, so I reply with a dove and send it, just to let her know I’m okay. She doesn’t reply or try to call. So I turn over and close my eyes with a slightly spinning head while drifting off to sleep.
My mouth is dry, my throat is sore and my head is relentlessly pounding as I slowly wake up from a restless sleep. I open and close my mouth a few times trying to lubricate it, but it’s to no avail. Opening my eyes, I’m stunned by my surroundings, then remember I’m in Ryan’s old room. Groaning slightly as I sit up, I look at the bedside table to see painkillers and a giant glass of water.
Quickly popping the pills, I throw them back and swallow the entire contents of the glass, instantly regretting it as my stomach churns from the intrusion. I rub my face and look at the time seeing it’s close to lunch.
I wonder how Lunar’s fairing today.
Sliding out of bed I get up slowly and put on my shoes as best I can then hobble downstairs. The smell of bacon assaults me and my stomach flips as I enter the kitchen to see Danger at the stove cooking with a very feminine apron on. I smirk as he turns to look at me, tongs in hand. “Morning.”
“Mmm,” I murmur as he smiles at me.
“Well, at least all you did was snore all night,” he says explaining the sore throat. “Poor Lunar’s been barfing most of the night. She finally stopped at about five this morning when she passed out cold.”
“Shit! Is she okay?”
“Yeah, hungry as fuck apparently and hankering for bacon…” He chuckles. “You hungry?”
Shaking my head adamantly, my lips turn down in disdain. “No way! I don’t know how the hell she can eat today,” I sneer and Danger smirks.
“You just need to puke then you’ll feel better.”
Lunar comes bounding down the stairs looking sprightly and radiant like she isn’t hungover at all. I groan internally. “Morning Nate…” she takes one look and continues, “… you look terrible.”
“Thanks, you look way too good for how much we drank last night.”
“The key is to puke it all up in the same night, then the next day you feel bonza.”
Smirking, I hold in my laugh. “Oh God sometimes, I forget how Australian you are.”
“You can take the chick out of Oz, but you can’t take the bogan out of the babe,” she quips and Danger laughs.
“So, bacon’s ready,” Danger says.
“Great… Nate you having some?”
“Just coffee… Lots. Of. Coffee!”
Danger chuckles as he places the bacon on to one plate and brings it over to the table while Lunar pours two cups of coffee. We all sit and Lunar hands me the giant mug, which in all honesty is not big enough.
“Thank you, you goddess,” I say, and she shakes her head as she picks up a line of crispy bacon and pops it in her mouth.
“So… you two are good?” I ask.
Lunar looks to Danger and smirks.
“Yeah, we’re good. It’ll take a lot more than that to break us apart,” Danger says placing his hand on Lunar’s and squeezing. She winks at him.
I’m glad for them. I just hope things are okay with Ria, and that by leaving her at the studio I haven’t fucked things up with us.
“Did you talk to Zaria?” Lunar asks.
“Not yet.”
Danger sighs. “Dude, it’s not her fault. Don’t be mad at her—”
“No, I know and I’m not. I just needed time to wrap my head around this. I just hope in doing that I haven’t fucked up and scared her off.”
“I’m not gonna lie… she was pretty upset when we realized you guys left. She was concerned about you.”
“Yeah, I should’ve called her.”
“You weren’t in a fit state to call her, Nate.”
Nodding, I pick up my coffee to drink. It burns, but I need the caffeine hit.
After Lunar and Danger inhale their bacon and I finish my coffee, I figure there’s no need for me to hang around. I should probably go and call Ria, but my battery is nearly dead. So instead, I’ll just go and see her.
I say my goodbyes to Danger and Lunar and they tell me not to drive too far as I may still be over the limit. But my need to see Ria is outweighing the negatives right now, and a DUI is something Tillie could fix if push comes to shove. I feel perfectly fine sans a major fucking headache, so I’m guessing the alcohol is out of my system, but instead I call a cab. It would be stupid to drive.
I need to get to Ria, and the fastest way to do that right now is with a cab.
Not long later I arrive at Ria’s home and the guards let me in without phoning through. Seems they know me well enough now and trust that I’m authorized to enter. The cab driver pulls up, I pay him and he takes off again. As I start walking toward the mansion I wish I’d thought this through a little more.
I don’t know what I’m going to say, or do.
Hell, I don’t even know if she’ll want to see me.
I stand by the edge of the stairs fiddling with my jacket, wondering how the hell to go about this. In my head, I start to run through the options trying to figure out my course of action, when the front door flies open. My eyes shift up to see Ria standing there in a robe, her face makeup-less, her eyes slightly puffy like she’s been crying and her hair a little messy—definitely not the usual perfection I’m used to seeing. Though she still looks perfect to me, the s
ight breaks my heart as she wraps her arms around herself in a protective stance like she’s unsure of how to proceed as she looks at me through glassy eyes.
“Ria,” I say, and her body slumps like she was desperate to hear me speak her name. Seeing her like this breaks something inside of me. My feet move before I can think and I’m racing toward her. I pull her into my arms and she wraps hers around my neck tightly pulling her body flush against mine.
“I’m so sorry,” she murmurs against my neck.
Briefly, I start to panic.
Why is she sorry?
What has she done?
“I’m sorry you had to see that, Nate. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you what to expect, and that watching it like that was so difficult you had to leave.”
I relax slightly at her words.
Trust her, Nate!
“I should never have left without telling you, or letting you know I was okay. I wasn’t thinking.”
She pulls back letting go of me and chewing on her bottom lip, eyeing me like she has something on her mind.
“Ria, talk to me.”
She sighs. “It’s just… this is my job. And I know that seeing me yesterday with Danger was horrible and that it was confronting… him being your friend and all… but this is what I do. This is how I make my living, and if you can’t handle this… then we have a problem, Nate.”
“I know, I think the fact that it’s Danger made this extra hard. If you were doing it with anyone else it would be fine—”
“Will it though? I mean this won’t be the last time I get it on with another guy, Nate. And in movies, it’s worse, much, much worse… there’s kissing, there’s full nudity…” She blinks tears away. “I just don’t know if we as a couple can handle this.”
I reach out grabbing her hands. “Give me a chance here, Ria. Danger’s different. Watching you with actors will be different. I trust you. I promise.”
She licks her lips and nods. “What about the fan girls? You’re a rockstar. There’s girls hanging off you all the time, too.”
I furrow my brows. “So you don’t trust me?” I ask, tilting my head.
“No, of course I do, I just… I guess we either make the choice to either give this a shot or bow out now before our issues become too big.”
“Our issues aren’t that big, Ria. I made a mistake by leaving last night with Lunar and not calling you. I’m sorry.”
She pulls back and looks into my eyes. “You were drinking?”
I nod and she exhales with a frown.
“I drove you to drink! God… I’m so sorry.”
“How did you know I was drinking?”
She winces wrinkling her nose. “You kinda reek of it.”
“Right, yeah, I came straight from Lunar’s. I had to crash the night, I was a little—”
“Wasted?”
I nod and she exhales. “Nate, I never want you to get that anxious over me that it drives you to the bottle. If every time I do a movie you get like this… it’ll worry me sick.”
“This won’t happen again, I just wasn’t prepared. Next time I’ll know and ready myself. It won’t be with someone I’ve known for years getting it on with my girl, either. Each time will be easier. I promise I can handle this.”
“Are you sure?”
“You gotta give me a chance here, Ria.”
“You’re right, you’re new to this. Watching me with someone else… the first time is hard, and it was even harder for you I realize as it was your friend. You’ll do better next time.”
“I just have to remember that you’re acting and thinking about me.” I smile.
She grabs my hands and looks me dead in the eyes. “I am, Nate… the whole time, I was only thinking of you.”
Sighing, I weakly smile. “You looked sexy as hell, though.”
“Thank you. Now, come with me. I can’t stand this stench anymore.”
“Where are we going?”
“Shower!”
“Oh… sexy.” I chuckle.
She laughs. “Only if I can get you clean.”
We walk upstairs to her bedroom and through to her ensuite.
“Ria.”
“Yeah?”
“Have you been crying?”
She turns to face me and slides my jacket over my shoulders as I watch her cautiously.
“Maybe a little.”
I close my eyes and tense up while moving my hand to her face caressing her cheek. After opening my eyes again, I run my thumb under her puffy eyes. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left, and I definitely should have called. I’m a dick… a small shriveled dick.”
She grins and tries to hold in her laugh. “When I think of you, Nate, small and shriveled… definitely does not spring to mind.”
She pulls my shirt up over my head and throws it to the floor then looks down taking in my sculptured body.
“Well, thank you, Miss Shafir.” As I move my hands to her robe I start pulling apart the tie trying hard not to think about the last time I held this in my hands and how I tied her up with it.
She smiles as she works on my pants and her robe opens showing me what’s beneath—which is just her, in a pair of black panties, and no nipple tape.
My cock stiffens slightly taking her in. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
She smiles and pulls my pants down. Wasting no time I shrug out of them along with my shoes leaving me naked as I slide off the robe from her shoulders, caressing her skin with my fingers as I go. She’s so silky smooth, I feel like my calloused fingers would feel horrible against her flesh, but she feels too good to stop touching her.
The robe falls off completely leaving her in her black panties. I want to rip them off with my teeth, but I do have some decorum… so I use my hands instead. Smirking, my hands move to the side of her hip grasping the material and tugging hard. It falls apart easily and she laughs shaking her head.
“Are you kidding me right now, you animal. Are you still drunk?”
I chuckle and move in pressing my body flush against hers. “Drunk on you, babe.”
“You’re definitely still a little tipsy. C’mon, get in the shower. You might be as sexy as hell right now but you still stink.” She giggles.
Stepping inside the shower alcove, I turn on the water. Ria has temperature control so it’s already at the exact right temperature and so she steps in after me.
“Oh wait,” Ria says jumping back out. She opens the vanity mirror and pulls out a toothbrush and some toothpaste and rushes back to the shower.
I chuckle as she hands it to me.
“Here,” she says with a smirk.
“You’re letting me use your purple toothbrush?” I ask and she rolls her eyes.
“Yes, because I want to kiss you, and your breath smells… um… terrible. I’d prefer it to smell like mint, so brush away, drummer boy.”
Chuckling, I unclick the lid of the paste and squirt some of the white and green gel onto the brush, rinse it under the shower water and then begin brushing my teeth. I must admit it does feel good to get rid of the fuzz from all the alcohol. She smiles at me and takes the toothpaste container and throws it to the floor of the shower behind us. Ria moves us back under the flow of the water further and cuddles into me as I brush like a pro. Her body’s now flush against mine and my cock starts to stiffen. She giggles looking down between us while I continue to brush and Ria grins mischievously. Her hand runs down my side, making my skin prickle as she smooths her silky soft hand along my skin trailing down my abs toward my now fully hardened cock.
“Ria,” I murmur through a mouthful of toothpaste.
“Yes Nate?” she whispers seductively as her mouth comes in to gently kiss my chest.
I groan closing my eyes briefly as her hand continues right to the top of my groin. With a quick shake of my head I realize if she grabs my cock I’ll probably choke on toothpaste, so I quickly rinse just as she reaches the base of my cock and starts to tug. The tooth brush drops to the floor on a gr
oan and run my hands up her back.
“Ria, babe, you’re gonna start something if you’re not careful,” I say looking down at her. She looks up at me with hooded eyes and drags her bottom lip in with her teeth. It’s the sexiest fucking thing and it pushes me over the edge. Turning her around, I push her back against the tiles. She giggles but doesn’t take her hand from my cock, only begins to stroke it a little more steadily.
“Don’t you think I’m trying to start something?” she asks.
My breathing begins to become heavy and I run my hand down the center of her body. She looks up into my eyes as the water runs over my back, cascading in rivulets over my shoulders. I lean in finally taking her mouth with mine as I kiss her hard and fast. Ria moans into my mouth as my hand moves down to her pussy and I flick my finger casually across her clit. Her legs part for me instinctively as her motion on my cock becomes faster. We work each other up while we kiss passionately. Her hard but fluent action is sending a shockwave straight through my very being as she takes me to a new height. My hips move in time with her movements as I continue to rotate my finger on her clit.
Ria’s hips begin to move and we strive together for that perfect high. The thumping of the heavy water droplets pummeling down on me and the shower floor, but does nothing to mask the sound of our frantic kissing and harsh breathing from our noses. We’re in a flurry, working hard to get each other off.
She pulls harder rotating her wrist as she does which only makes the friction even more pleasurable. Ria knows how to work me, knowing how I like it and I realize she’s getting close to the edge too. The tingle starts in my lower back as the pins and needles begin in my legs. The heat races through me like a train pulsing through my veins as she tugs harder moving faster and faster, right to the edge.
Then as my balls tense, I groan and tighten up. My back stiffens as I thrust my hips in time with her as the tingle shoots right through me. My eyes clench tighter while my back spasms. My balls constrict tightly, my ass clenches, and I groan into Ria’s mouth as a quiver shoots right up my spine.
While tensing up, hot come shoots straight out of me onto her side as I jolt staggering on the spot slightly, still trying to move my fingers on her even though I’m riding out my own orgasm. She slows her movements on me as I try to inhale deeply through my nose, all the while still kissing her and attempting to get her to where she needs to be. Her body arches off the shower wall as her nails dig into my back. I bring my free hand up and caress her face as I kiss her passionately and continue to bring her up and over the edge. She moans into my mouth as she fractures and falls apart shaking and climaxing against my fingers.
