Web of Lies

by Elizabeth Knox

  By the time six-thirty rolled around and I was ready to leave, I had changed my outfit three times and my lipstick four times until Lee thought I was perfect. We even worked out an emergency phrase in case Lance turned out to be crazy and she needed to get me out of there.

  The place he chose for our date turned out to be close to where I lived. I actually could have walked if Lee didn’t demand I where three-inch heels. Instead, I had to take a cab the eight blocks to the restaurant.

  Once the cab pulled up to the curb, I was so glad that I did decide on that method of transportation. I had the opportunity to sit and gawk at the man who was standing at the door waiting for me to show up.

  I am what most consider to be beautiful, I know it, I keep in shape, I take care of my hygiene and my appearance, but this man was more than just beautiful. If he were to tell me that he was a supermodel, I wouldn’t think twice about it. His dark brown hair was cut short, but I could see there was a little wave to it. His eyes were a honey, almost clear, brown color that were piercing even from a distance. He was clean-shaven but his jaw was strong. His lips were a pale pink color, not too thin and not too big. They almost begged to be kissed, or rather to kiss on me.

  I clenched my thighs tight as I got myself together in the cab and reached in my bag to pay the driver. It had been a while since I was with a man and the instant lust I felt just from looking at him was a bit overwhelming. Honestly, I really wasn’t against a one-night stand.

  I stepped out of the cab with as much grace as I could muster and did my best to saunter sexily over to where he was standing. At least, I hoped it was sexy.

  “Hey, handsome,” I said when I stopped in front of him.

  “Oh wow, Amber, you look absolutely breathtaking.” He picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles like we were in an old fairy tale or something like that. I nearly asked him to come back to my house right then. I knew I couldn’t do that though. I had to play it cool.

  “Thank you.”

  “So, are you ready to eat? This place has some great dishes and if you want something different off the menu, they will prepare it for you.”

  “Yeah, I’ve been here a few times. It’s great.”

  “Oh, that’s perfect. You already have the lay of the land then.” Lance place a soft hand on my back and escorted me into the building. The hostess took our information and continuously tried to make eye contact with Lance, but he was a true gentleman and focused only on me and what we were talking about. By the time we were able to be seated, the hostess was more than just a little upset that she couldn’t drag his attention away from me.

  We sat there for hours, just laughing and getting to know more about each other. It was nice to just sit back and have a good time, not worry about work, not worry about money, not worry about anything besides the person in front of me. By eleven that night, the small restaurant was already down to the last few customers and we were completely stuffed.

  “I guess we should call it a night?” Lance said, a heavy look on his face, almost disappointed.

  “Yeah, I do need to get to work in the morning.”

  “Me too. Okay, well, let me get the check and we’ll head out.” He paid the check and left a nice tip for the servers before we made our way out to the front so I could get a cab home.

  “Amber.”

  I turned around before I made it to the curb. “Yes, Lance?”

  “I want to do something, but I know I shouldn’t. Everything about this night has been perfect, almost too perfect. I want to see if we are as compatible as I feel like we are.”

  I squinted my eyes at him, hoping he wasn’t brazen enough to be asking straight out for a one-night stand. I don’t mind them, but don’t push your luck.

  “What exactly did you want to do?” I asked as I walked closer to where he was standing.

  “Well, I am a firm believer in sparks and energy. You don’t want to waste your time with someone no matter how much in common you may have if there is no passion, no spark.”

  “Okay, I’m with you so far.”

  “Well, I propose we kiss. Not one of those timid, see you soon kisses, where our lips just barely touch, but a real kiss to see if there is anything. What do you say to that?” he asked, his eyes full of sincerity. So much so that if I wasn’t paying attention to them, I would have laughed. I have never had anyone ever ask to kiss me, even those that I was sure really should have asked. As silly as it was, it was actually incredibly hot.

  “Sounds like a good idea to me,” I said, moving closer to him, my breathing speeding up in anticipation of what was to come. I wanted to prepare myself.

  I wasn’t prepared.

  Lance grabbed my arms and turned me so my back was against the glass window of the restaurant. He cradled my face and slowly bent down to my mouth. He was fit, built like a construction worker or someone who did manual labor for a living. His broad shoulders created a barrier of sorts for us. No one would even be able to see our public display of affection unless they were nosy enough to walk right up on us.

  He pressed those full perfect lips on mine and I unintentionally sighed. My body sizzled with the need for this virtual stranger. Not only could I feel a spark ignite inside me, but it felt like I was getting stage-three burns from the flames licking at my insides. I kissed him back and prayed he felt even a portion of the connection that I was feeling. He pulled back slightly, maybe to end the kiss, but I was nowhere near finished with him. I nipped at his bottom lip and finally got a clue at what he was feeling when a low growl sounded from his throat as he pushed back into me, holding me tighter than he had before, and kissed me again.

  I ran my hands into his silky thick hair as his hands slowly traveled under my light jacket and his fingers squeezed my hip. I fisted my free hand at my side to keep myself from letting my fingers caress my own mound. I swear I could feel my need dripping down my thighs.

  This time when he pulled away, I let him. There was no way I wasn’t going to ask him to come to my place if I let him kiss me like that again.

  “Hmm,” I said, trying not to give too much away.

  “Hmm is right. You’re going to be a problem, aren’t you?” he asked, leaning down to give me a peck.

  “So there was sparkage for you then?”

  “Oh yeah, it was a fucking five-alarm fire over here. You?”

  “Same,” I said as I reached up and caressed his jaw.

  “Come on, let me get you home before I do some really naughty things to you.” He turned and pulled me towards the curb.

  I wanted to pout. I wanted to tell him to do those naughty things. But I was actually pretty interested to see where this would go. I could wait for my satisfaction.

  He hailed me a cab and promised he would call me in the morning. I was giddy on my way home.

  This was going to be fun.

  Chapter Three

  Lance

  I watched the cab drive off and as soon as the car was no longer on the horizon, I let out a huge breath. I wasn’t lying when I said there was a lot of heat with that kiss. In fact, every sound she made, each swipe or tug of her hand, everything about it was seared onto my brain. I didn’t want to get too far ahead of myself, but I could tell for sure that we were compatible and could only imagine how amazing we would be in bed.

  My rod was already hard and standing at attention just from that little taste she gave me. Is it possible to be addicted to someone after just one kiss? If you would have asked me before, I would have said ‘no’, but now I wasn’t so sure.

  I pulled out my phone and checked a few messages that had come through while I was on the date with Amber. I never answered a phone call while I was entertaining a lady friend. Sure, if it’s an emergency, I’ll excuse myself from the table, but I think it is beyond rude to be on the phone when you are supposed to be paying attention to the person next to you.

  Nothing that had come through was important enough for me to answer, so I turned and began walking in the direct
ion of my own apartment, a little bit of a lift in my step. I don’t remember the last time I was this optimistic about a date. In fact, the last time was with my most recent long-term relationship.

  Christina and I were good together in most ways. We enjoyed the same things, laughed at the same things, and our sex life was off the chain. Unfortunately, she was a jealous woman and she just couldn’t accept my work. At first, she was fine with it, but soon she would become irate and would accuse me every time I walked into the house. What started out as a great relationship turned into hell. I tried to stick it out as long as I could, but after a year, I had enough. I hoped that Amber was different. I hoped she was confident enough not to pull the jealous card. I really didn’t want to deal with it.

  I made it to my building, and after shooting the shit with my doorman for a little while, I went upstairs and dropped down in front of my eighty-inch LED TV. If you’re going to watch a movie, you might as well watch it the way it was meant to be watched— large and loud!

  I put on the replay of the game and relaxed with thoughts of Amber on the brain. She was going to be a problem.

  The Lie

  Me- You know your ex has a real thing for Korean BBQ?

  The Job- Are you fucking kidding me? You mean to tell me I paid you 10 thousand dollars to eat BBQ?

  Me- No, but it comes with the territory.

  The Job- Just get this shit done. I’m tired of seeing happy pictures and shit on Facebook, not when I was put through hell.

  Me- Don’t worry. Everything is going to plan.

  Chapter Four

  Lance

  “What do you mean you’ve never had a moon pie? How could you have never had a moon pie?”

  I laughed as I settled deeper into my La-Z-Boy. If there was one thing every self-respecting bachelor should have, it’s a La-Z-Boy.

  “I don’t know. I love chocolate too, so it actually does seem like a dessert I would like. I just never had the pleasure of having one.”

  I heard Amber sigh through the phone, “Oh boy, you don’t know what you’re missing. That sweet sticky cream. I love to eat them a little warm. Oh, it’s fucking orgasmic.”

  I listened to her moan and groan through the phone. I was laughing along with her, but at the same time, all the moaning was going straight to my head. Not the one above my shoulders.

  “I know something else that is just as orgasmic,” I said under my breath.

  “Oh yeah? What’s that?” Amber said with a slight purr to her voice. I was turned on and I could tell just from her voice that she was as well.

  We had been dating for a few weeks now and even though I wanted more than anything to dive deep into her womanhood, I would wait. It would be painful, but I would wait.

  “Woman, you know exactly what I meant. You’re killing me over here with all your pretty sounds.”

  “Oh, poor baby. Does it make you feel any better if I said that you are killing me too?”

  “Yeah? What can I do to make it better? Can’t have my girl in need for me.” I pressed my palm against the straining erection in my pants.

  “You tell me what you could do to make it better. Maybe tell me what I can look forward to,” Amber said, her lusty tone pouring through the earpiece of my cell.

  I never would have expected something like this from someone as shy as Amber, but then again, every day with her was a surprise.

  “Kissing you, I know that would make me feel better. I would kiss you until you couldn’t stand it any longer, and just as your knees went weak, I would lay you down and kiss every inch of your skin, from that sensitive spot behind your ears that you always try to hide from me, to right near your navel that always has you begging me for more. I’d kiss you until I’ve had my fill.”

  I could hear her breath getting heavy and slightly shaky.

  “And what happens after that?”

  “After that, I’d finally kiss on a part of you that I have yet to see. That juicy pussy.”

  “Oh fuck, Lance,” she whispered painfully into the phone

  “Would that make you feel better? Me licking and kissing at your clit? How many times do you want to cum before it’ll be better? Tell me, babe.”

  “Lance.” She whispered my name. I think I was making her need for me worse, but it was fun. I don’t remember the last time I actually had phone sex.

  “No, sweetheart, I need to know how to please you. Tell me.”

  I heard her let out a pleased moan and then she said, “I want to cum three times on that glorious mouth before I slide down on that big cock. I want it to fill me all the way up. It’s the only way to take away this ache. I want you pounding into me.” She spoke in a raspy voice and every syllable shot straight to my balls. I don’t remember the last time someone had said something to me that made me want to just run over and fuck them through a wall, but Amber was close to it.

  “Fucking hell, babe. You can have that anytime you want.”

  “You know what I want right now?” she asked through the phone, the same shaky raspy voice as before.

  “What?”

  “I want to cum, right now. Will you help me?”

  I groaned and dropped my pants. I didn’t even give it a second thought. I was feeling just like her. I was hard as a rock and the need to cum was engrossing. “Yes, babe, I’m right here with you. My God, you are so fucking hot.”

  “Are you touching yourself too, Lance?” she asked, her breath hitching a bit between a few of the words.

  “Yes, God, yes.” I usually just spit on my hand and go to work when I needed to get a quick one out, but this woman had me so turned on, I was able to use my own precum dribbling from the head of my dick as lube. “You wet for me, Amber?” I ask as I slowly wrapped my hand around my cock. I knew that if I was too aggressive, I would bust my load right then. I wanted to wait for her.

  “Lance, I’m soaked, my panties and even my bed sheets a bit. I want you so bad. I want you filling me up right now.”

  I jerked my cock slowly, enjoying the build-up. “I can’t wait to be inside you. Watching your beautiful tits bounce as I rock back and forth inside your warm pussy.”

  “Mmm, yes, yes, I want that.” Amber moaned louder and I could hear her moving around on her bed.

  “Do you like your nipples played with, babe? You want me to suck on them, pinch them, would that wind you up?”

  “Mmmhmmm,” she groaned out.

  My hand began to move faster without any permission from me, I couldn’t stop it. “Can you cum just from that? Will you soak my dick in your sweet juices as I grind into you long and hard? I need to feel you crumble and shake under me. I won’t stop until you can’t take it anymore. Fucking shit, I need you so fucking bad right now, Amber. I’m so hard. I need you.”

  I was seconds from cumming.

  “Mmm, I’m close. Lance, I’m so close!” Her breath was coming fast. She whimpered into the phone, then she sucked in a breath and there was silence for a second.

  I jerked my dick fast and hard now. The orgasm building in my body was going to be glorious. I could already feel the intensity of it.

  Then I heard the most amazing sound I think I have ever heard in all my twenty-eight years of life.

  “Oh . . . my . . . Lance! I’m cumming, yes, yes!” She groaned and shuttered through the phone and it was enough to push me over the edge.

  “Shit, Amber!” I leaned back as spurt after spurt of my own orgasm shot through my shaft and landed in a mess on the floor and on my pants. I continued to pump my hand until I was completely spent and out of breath. I was instantly relaxed. A good orgasm will do that to you.

  “Lance?”

  “Hmm?”

  “I need more. When are we going to do this for real?”

  I blinked a few times, trying to bring myself to the present instead of floating around on cloud nine like I was.

  “Are you sure, babe? There is no rush. I can wait,” I said even though I really didn’t mean it. I couldn’t wa
it. I was going crazy. I felt like a high school kid with no control over my damn hormones.

  “Oh, it’s okay. If you don’t want to, it’s fine.” I could hear her retreating away from me vocally. She thought I didn’t desire her.

  “No, Amber, please believe I want to. More than anything. I just want to make sure it’s right for you. I can see us going for the long haul and I don’t want to mess it up.”

  “Me too. I can see that too,” she said on a sigh, “I don’t think it will mess it up though. You drive me wild, Lance. I’ve never felt this before. I want more. I want to cross that line with you.”

  It was like music to my ears. Finally.

  “Okay, if you say you want it, I won’t deny you, babe. I can’t come over tonight, I have work, but tomorrow? How does that sound?”

  “Not tonight? You can’t call out?” She almost sounded like she was whining, wanting her instant satisfaction. I was one for delayed gratification though. The anticipation made it better.

  “No, babe. I wish I could, but I can’t. I am the only one on tonight.”

  “Fine, I guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”

  I laughed a bit. “Don’t pout, love. It’ll be worth the wait. I promise.”

  “It better be. It’s been a long time since anyone has turned me on this much.”

  “I am honored.”

  She laughed and a slight yawn slipped out of her mouth. “Oh my, I’m sorry. Excuse me.”

  “Sounds like someone needs a nap.”

  “You wore me out.”

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I assured her through the phone.

  “Boy, you better stop, or I’m just going to show up at your house naked.”

  “Mmm, such a tease.” I closed my eyes and thought about how fucking wonderful that would be. A surprise for the ages.

  She gave a slight giggle followed by another yawn.