His Choice, Her Decision

by Williams, D. C.

  “I think you’re sitting in my seat.”

  Oh no, it can’t be him. Turning to the sound of the voice, it’s none other than Aiden. Frowning, “what are you doing here? I thought you said you had a later flight.”

  “Well after what happened this morning, I figured that the only way to get you to listen to me was to change my flight so that we could discuss our unfinished business.” Sharon is rolling her eyes and sighing. I think she’s pissed. “I take it that you prefer the window seat?” Staring up at me with raised eyebrows. “Don’t look at me like that, it’s my seat but I’m willing to compromise.”

  "There’s no need for you to compromise although I think the word you are looking for is manipulate. And does the seat really matter to you?”

  “No, it doesn’t matter. And for your information, I don’t have to manipulate anyone. And if you’re referring to that incident earlier, I treat ladies as ladies and whores as whores. No manipulation there. Everyone knows where they stand with me. Like now, I know you want me and I sure as hell want you. I sense you’re somewhat hesitant so I’ll make the first and second move…”

  What the hell is he talking about first and second move? Taking a deep breath, she turns and faces the window while he takes his seat next to her and begins to sing in a low voice, “I know you want me.” Trying her best to ignore him and remain irritated, Sharon turns her back completely to him hoping that he’ll just disappear.

  Chapter Five

  “Ms. Wen, I think I’ve misjudged you. You have some bite in you and I like that in a woman. But, you can play hard to get all day long and I’ll still get you. I always get what I want. As I said a few minutes ago, we have some unfinished business to discuss.” Now I know I’ve got her! Staring at me with her mouth wide open is hot. Damn, my cock is hard as stone. I’ve got to sample some of this toffee today!

  “No Mr. Taylor, I’ve misjudged you, you’re crazy as hell!” And fine as hell too. Damn this man has my hormones in full effect. I’m feeling sensations that I’ve never felt before. He’s smirking at me as if he can read my mind and my mind is telling me that I want to fuck him senseless. Did I just say fuck? Must be all those books I’ve been reading taking precedence in my mind. If he can read my mind then I’m in trouble. Shaking his head, he starts smiling while singing his stupid song again but this time adding, “oh yeah, I know you want me.”

  We’re now in the air and the flight attendant has arrived to take our orders. I hear Aiden say that he wants a coke and asks if they have chocolate. I shake my head to decline and hear the flight attendant say that she’ll see if she can find him some chocolate in an overly flirty voice. Why is he asking for chocolate? Only one way to find out… Turning to face him, “Why are you asking for chocolate?”

  “I’m not going to have time to purchase any when I get off the plane and I like to be prepared.”

  Why do I want to know? “Prepared for what?” Now, I know by the look in his eyes that I shouldn’t have asked this question. This man is fine! Every time he turns, I can see his muscles flexing underneath his v neck tee shirt and his jeans are hugging his thighs so nicely. My God, help me!

  “Well, since you’re asking, I like to eat unique meals with chocolate.”

  What? “What type of meal do you eat with chocolate?” Oh hell, why did I just ask that?

  Rubbing my chin, “Sharon’s a la twat.” Now I’ve got her and when I get off of this plane, I’m going to really get her. I can’t help notice that she keeps squirming her little fine ass around in the seat. I want to see her squirm under this mouth. Oh, hell yes, I can’t wait!

  This man is absolutely insane! “Sharon’s a la what?” Oh my God! “You have some serious issues!” Looking around, I wonder if there’s another seat available for me to move to. I’m hot all over - especially there. The flight attendant has returned with a bag filled with I assume, chocolate. Glancing over at him, I notice that he’s taking his tongue and doing some crazy ass shit that I’ve never seen before to the rim of his cup.

  “Ms. Wen, just so you know, this is a bad ass tongue equipped to do special things. Will you consider letting him have a visit today so you won’t have to take my word for it but you’ll know for yourself?”

  Hell yes! I’m screaming inside my head and I can’t seem to take my eyes off of his bad ass tongue. Turning my back to try to ignore him once again, I close my eyes and pray hard for sleep.

  Waking from my brief nap, I find Aiden staring at my lips while pushing hair behind my ear and running his fingers through the texture of it like he’s mesmerized. Our eyes meet and I think he’s trying to kiss me so I shift to my right to pull away from him. “I love the feel of your hair and skin. I’ve been wondering for a few days now what your hair would feel like in my hands, so soft and beautiful, just like you.”

  Why is he being all tender and romantic like? This must be part of his game. “Thanks, but I’d prefer that you not touch me like that.”

  In a low voice, he says, “I want to do more than touch you Sharon. As a matter of fact, not only do I want to touch you, I want to taste you and I want to make you scream my name until you pass out.”

  My God, I’ve just wet my panties! “Honestly Aiden, I don’t know what to say to your comment. I’m not sure what you’re trying to do but I do know that I should stay away from you. I saw how you treated Amy this morning and I’ve seen you with too many other women this week alone so I’m not trying to be another notch added to you belt, bedpost or whatever metric system you use to keep track of your sexcapades.”

  Sexcapades? “Look Sharon, women throw themselves at me all the time. You’re not throwing yourself at me, I’m seeking you out. There is a difference. And Amy, that girl begged me to have sex with her. I told you earlier, there are ladies and there are whores. Call a fucking duck a duck. It’s not my fault. Now back to you, I consider you a lady. I’d like to spend some time with you and see where this can go.” See where this can go? Did I just say that? Hell, I just want to fuck her.

  There is an announcement overhead for us to buckle our seat belts and prepare for landing. Thank God for the interruption. This man is a work of art. I don’t know what to say to the crap that he’s just spit out. He’s a whore too! Just because women throw themselves at him doesn’t mean that he should cater to their requests. Since I don’t know what to say, I turn and look out the window.

  I guess she just plans to ignore me – it’s not going to work today. “Did someone drop you off at the airport or did you drive?”

  “No, someone dropped me off but I’m taking a cab home.”

  “Don’t you care to ask how I made it to the airport?”

  Raising my eyebrow, “Now, why should I care about your transportation issues?”

  “You know Ms. Wen, I love women with smart mouths. You all scream the loudest when I make you cum.” And with that said, he gets up and makes his exit.

  My mouth is literally hanging open from his last comment. This man is the epitome of sexy and crazy all balled up into one. Walking out into the airport heading towards baggage pick up, I notice Aiden standing outside holding the door to a taxi cab. “Come Sharon, we can share a ride home.” Looking around, the airport is crazy and if I don’t take his offer, only God knows how long it will take for me to get home. Okay, I’ll sit really close to my side of the taxi when I get in. As I try to pass Aiden by placing my small suitcase in front of me to get into the taxi, he places his hand on my hip and grazes his erect penis across my butt. Cocky ass bastard! Feigning innocence, the cocky bastard says, “Sorry, I didn’t realize how close you were, I didn’t mean for you to meet Snake like this?” Who in the hell is Snake? I know I must be just as crazy because I definitely want to meet him!

  We give the taxi driver our addresses as he’s exiting the airport. The ride home is taking too long, he is just staring at me and it’s making me feel so uncomfortable. I’m trying to look confident but I can’t seem to stop fidgeting and I really didn’t want him to
know where I live.

  “Which stop is first?” The taxi driver is asking. Since we’re closest to my apartment, it appears that I will be dropped off first.

  The taxi pulls up to the front of my building and I reach for my purse to help pay but Aiden holds up his hand signaling that he’s going to pay so I quickly make my exit. As I turn, he’s behind me with his luggage. Stopping in my tracks, “Where are you going and why is the taxi leaving?”

  “I’m following you up to make sure that you’re safe.”

  “You don’t need to do that. Don’t you see the bellman there? Not just anyone can enter this building.”

  “Well, I’m a gentleman when I want to be and right now, I want to make sure that you enter your apartment safely.”

  And with that, he walks in front of me entering the building like he owns it. “Which floor are you on?”

  Walking past him, I press the up button on the elevator pad. When the elevator doors open, there are several people exiting as we enter. Now I’m left alone in a contained space with the man whore who has just promised to make me scream and for some insane reason, I really want to scream right now! This can’t be good. Pressing seven on the number pad I decide to wait quietly until we reach my floor. Then again, I feel that I should say something so that I don’t give the impression that I want him, even though I do. And badly. “Um Aiden, when we arrive to my apartment, I’d like for you to leave. I’m really tired.” That sounded so weak! Ugh! Camille would know how to get rid of his ass without blinking an eye.

  Is this girl crazy? And after I let that cab leave? “Why would I do that?”

  Looking at him with a frown on my face, “because, I know what you’re trying to do.”

  The doors of the elevator open to the seventh floor. Holding out his hand, he says, “after you, Ms. Wen.”

  Stopping in front of the now closed elevator doors, “Aiden, I’m serious. You need to leave.”

  Walking ahead of me, “yeah, what’s your apartment number?”

  I guess this is a lost battle. “Go to your left.” Trying to get my key into the lock, my plan is to rush in and slam the door except for he’s right up on me and his body heat is so overwhelming. I’m finally able to get the door open and he’s wrapped his hand around my waist and is pushing me inside of my apartment. Before I can even turn around to push him away, he’s kissing me and damn, it feels so good! I feel everything leave my hands at the same time that my feet begin to move backwards. I’ve never been kissed like this before and his big hands are everywhere, roaming all over my body. No man has ever touched me like this. We are now on the sofa and his lips have moved to my neck. Oh, this feels so good! I keep thinking stop but my mouth is refusing to utter the word. Oh my Lord, what is he doing to my breasts? Is it supposed to feel like this? Okay stop! Damn my mouth is still refusing to obey. He seems to be really enjoying my breasts because he’s moaning really loud. He keeps alternating from boob to boob and it’s driving me insane. I know I’m squeezing the hell out his shoulders but the only logical thought that comes to mind is don’t scream!

  Damn, I knew this would be good! Her breasts are perfect. Small but perfect. Now, I’m going to see how good this pussy is. I’m so glad she’s wearing a skirt, easy access. Moving down her body and biting here and there, I’m going to drive her smart-mouthed ass crazy! Biting and sucking on the inside of her thighs she can’t stay still. I know she’s trying not to make a sound because she’s squeezing the hell out of my shoulders but I don’t even care. I want this. Smelling her arousal is confirmation that she wants me. Jackpot! “I hope you’re not partial to these panties” and before she can respond, they’re gone.

  I think I heard him say something about my panties. Ah, that feels so good and he didn’t lie, he does have a bad ass tongue. Is this why people like oral sex? I’m trying to close my legs but they’re draped over his shoulders and he’s on his knees in front of me, this is too much. Oh, I want to scream so badly, but I can’t. I hear him say that I need to keep still but I can’t do that either. Where is his tongue going? OH MY GOD! “Stop, stop I can’t take it anymore!” All I can hear is him grunting like a bear. Moaning loudly, because I can no longer keep quiet. I say again, “Aiden, please stop. It’s too much!” Still, he keeps going but now, he’s lifting my butt to his mouth while his tongue is going from my clit to inside my vagina. Is he supposed to be doing that? I’ve never had anything inside of me before. Now I really can’t stop moaning and I’ve accidentally called out his name. Oh shit! I’m pushing at his head and he still won’t bulge. Finally, I hear him tell me to just let go and I do just that, I let go with a loud scream!

  Chapter Six

  Rising to my feet, I am more than satisfied. She tasted a helluva lot better than I thought she would. Looking at her while she’s sitting up and readjusting her clothes, she seems so innocent almost angelic, like this was her first time. I can tell that she’s working hard to avoid eye contact with me. How interesting. Talk smart now, baby.

  “Thanks for dinner, Sharon. It was so fulfilling.” Gathering my bag which was left by the front door, I call over my shoulder, “now that’s how I treat a lady.” With that, I’m gone. Walking towards the elevator with a hard on the size of Texas, I don’t even care because what I did was for her and not for me, this time.

  Why did I let that happen? I never thought my first orgasm would be with someone like Aiden Taylor. A man I don’t love and don’t think is capable of loving anyone other than himself. And for some reason, I can’t even share what just happened with anyone, especially not Camille.

  Getting up from the sofa to take a shower, all I can think about is how his mouth controlled my body and how much I enjoyed it. Was this just a one- time deal or is he expecting more? He did mention seeing where things could go but maybe he was just saying that to get what he wanted. I don’t think man whores operate on ethics. No, it was for sure a one-time deal. Whatever the case, “I’m getting on birth control first thing next week because now more than ever, I want sex! My dad would have a heart attack if he knew that I gave my goodies away to a man who’s known to change women like he changes his underwear. I remember him saying, “Sharon, you’re venturing out on your own. You have to make wise decisions and know that not everyone has good intentions. The devil is going to send temptation your way, it’s up to you to recognize that temptation and resist it.” Why couldn’t I have remembered that earlier? Shrugging my shoulders, I climb into bed and shut off my bedside lamp.

  While Sharon was fast asleep three blocks away, Aiden was punching the hell out of his pillow hoping to relieve his pent up sexual frustration. Each time he closed his eyes, he could feel her skin beneath his fingers, hear her moans and mainly the scream that escaped her lips when she finally gave in to her orgasm. She tasted so good in his mouth! Maybe I should just go back over to her place and finish what I started. No, I said that I would treat her like a lady. Shit, this isn’t going away. Reaching over to his nightstand to retrieve his phone, “Emily, are you awake? Good, I’m on my way.”

  “What’s eating you?” Sebastian is asking after our weekly basketball game that is reserved for Sunday’s. “Nothing, I just had a bad night.” I can’t tell him that the game I ran on Sharon backfired on my ass and I ended up fucking the hell out of Emily to relieve myself. Why the hell did I call Emily? That crazy bitch clamped down on my dick like a vise-grip until I agreed to see her ass again tonight. Fuck!

  “You know, I heard that you were seen getting into a cab with Sharon on yesterday leaving the airport.”

  “Who told you that?”

  “I won’t reveal my source. Is that why you’re in such a shitty mood?”

  “Man, I can’t get anything past you can I?” Sighing, “I didn’t sleep with her but I wish I would have because I was with Emily on last night and you know that crazy bitch tried to bite my dick off!”

  Laughing hard, Sebastian is shaking his head recalling how Emily literally chased them down one night after
leaving a club because Aiden stood her up for a date. “Man, you just don’t learn, do you?”

  “Guess not. Hey, Matt asked about us getting together next weekend while he’s in New York to hang out like old times before he gets married. Think you’ll be free?”

  “No, the question is, will you be free or will Emily have you tied up in her apartment while she tortures the whore out of you?”

  “Fuck you man, see you next Saturday.”

  Chapter Seven

  This has been one busy week and I haven’t heard anything from Aiden which is okay. Camille is due to arrive in an hour or so and I can’t wait. She just finished her finals and wants to let off some steam in New York so we’re going to party hard at this new club on Lenox.

  The music is bumping outside the club and there is a line wrapped almost around the building. All of a sudden, I hear someone calling our names. Looking around, we see Brian at the front of the line motioning for us to go into the club with him. I met Brian while auditioning for a sitcom a few years back and the three of us became really good friends, our male “bff.” He’s with a girl who seems pissed that he’s invited us to possibly join them. Camille, totally ignoring the girl, hugs Brian and they go into conversation about her completing her finals and plans for graduation. Brian, noticing Ms. Jealousy’s irritation, excuses himself and promises to catch up with us before Camille returns to California.

  The dance floor is crowded and the DJ is playing back to back line dance music, my favorite. Camille and I are having a blast when out of my peripheral vision, I notice Aiden smiling at me. Oh no, he can’t be here. And he’s with Sebastian. Sebastian is fine too! He stands about 6’4” and resembles Idris Elba minus the English accent. Boy is fine! Shit, they’re walking in our direction.

  “Sharon, I didn’t expect to see you here and I didn’t know you could dance so well. I like your moves,” Aiden says with a smirk on his face.