Authors: Vera Roberts
After a short while, a tall, commanding figure appeared beside Her. “How is everything?”
Sanora slightly nodded. “A few glitches here and there but everything is going as planned.”
“How’s your friend?”
“He’s hanging in there. It’s been a rough ride for him.” Sanora spoke about Scott. “But everything will work out. I believe in happy endings. They’ll be back together soon.”
“And how are you doing?”
Sanora turned towards the figure. “I’m doing just fine.”
“Are you really?”
“Do you doubt me?” Sanora raised an eyebrow.
“No, I’m questioning you.” The man leaned against the balcony wall. “You know the difference.”
“I’m fine,” Sanora let out a sigh. “I’m just anxious to get this over with.”
The man looked over at Sanora. “You know I can always get someone else to do it?”
“I know.”
The man smiled. “But you don’t want that?”
Sanora smiled back. “You know.”
“Okay.” The man lit a cigar and took a puff of it. “I just want to make sure you know what you’re doing.”
“I’m simply taking your advice.” Sanora leaned in towards the man and he wrapped his arms around her. “You remember what you always told me?”
“The stars are aligned with us...” Dimitri began.
“Everything we want,” Sanora’s lips curled up into a smile, “will happen in due time.”
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“You sure know how to woo a woman,” Mariana listened to soul music by the Isley Brothers in B.’s convertible.
“You know, it’s nothing, really.” B. nodded his head to “Here We Go Again.” “I like a lot of different kinds of music, but you’re one of a kind, so I had to go a little old-school on you.”
B. reminded Mariana of Scott already. She could recall the numerous times he would play old soul music in his car, office, or at home. Now her potentially new boyfriend was doing the same. She wasn’t sure that was a good thing. “I appreciate the effort.”
“Not a problem, ma. Not a problem.” B. pulled up to EMK again and gave the keys to the valet. “You’ll be with me at the DJ booth tonight, but I’ll keep the drinks and food coming so you won’t be bored. I’ll even let you pick out a couple of tunes.”
“Just a couple, huh?”
“I’m generous.”
Mariana grabbed B.’s hand as they entered the lounge. She briefly scanned for any signs of Scott, but he was nowhere to be found. Maybe he was there and hidden in some corner. No, she would’ve seen him. He had a swagger about him that made him stand out from the crowd. His friends weren’t there, and they wouldn’t be. Jeff would be at home with Bella and his children. Dave and Paul lived in another city twenty miles away.
Scott wasn’t the type to hunt or stalk past loves, given his attitude towards Caprina, and Mariana shouldn’t have expected to run into him at the lounge. She was mad at herself for wanting that, though. She really wanted to see Scott again, even if he was with another woman. She just wanted to know what was going on with him.
Throughout the night, B. spun great music for the crowd, getting them on the floor with some classic soul hits and slowing it down with the quiet storm. He made sure Mariana was comfortable, and she picked out a few songs of her choice. Meanwhile the drinks kept coming and Mariana had completely forgotten where she was and whom she was with. She was all about having a good time.
“B.,” she yelled in his ear, “I’m going to go to the ladies’ room. I’ll be right back!”
“No problem, ma!” B. snuck a kiss on Mariana’s lips and she reciprocated the favor. She wrapped her hands around his head and pulled him in deeper, sucking on his bottom lip as their tongues danced. “I’ll be waiting for you!”
Mariana wiped her lipstick off B.’s lips with her fingers. “Mmm…I hope so, Sugah Bear.”
She carefully eased herself down the stairs and made a beeline to the ladies’ room. She was fortunate there wasn’t a line there and practically empty. She then remembered EMK had several women’s bathrooms throughout the lounge. She got lucky.
Being out on a date was exactly what she needed to get her mind off Scott. She had her graduation coming up in a few weeks and then she was going to start a new job hopefully soon. Everything was perfect. And if she said it enough times, she would believe it.
B. was everything Scott wasn’t. He was fun, personable, and had no hang-ups. She could see them dating and possibly being in a relationship. Mariana then shook her head and stopped herself. She just broke up with Scott. There was no need to get serious with somebody else when her heart still needed mending. What Mariana really needed, was someone to fuck the pain out of her heart.
The best way to get over a guy is to fuck somebody else…
She reached for a towel and dried her hands. When she looked up at the mirror again, Mariana startled by a pair of green eyes looking at her from behind. He was business casual with an open collared shirt and slacks. His hair was slicked back and his presence was commanding. Was it really him? Or was it the liquor?
Mariana turned around and stood face to face with her ex. Her breathing was labored and every emotion she had ever felt for the man came flooding back to her. “Scott…” she whispered.
Scott pulled Mariana into a stall and closed the door behind them. He stared into her brown orbs and saw the want, desire, and confusion within them. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound was coming out. She didn’t know what was going on, but she somehow trusted him.
His mouth assaulted her neck and Mariana moaned at the touch. She forgot how experienced his tongue was and how wet he made her. A free hand pulled down her tank top, exposing her hard nipples while the other tore her panties off. He softly squeezed her breast before he dipped his head down to gently suck on it. He remembered how they tasted, how they felt in his hands. How her whole body was formed and created just for his.
His mouth sucked other nipple while his fingers found her wet slit and she was already hot. He hoisted her against the door and wrapped her legs around his waist. Mariana didn’t say a word but Scott could tell she missed him as much as he missed her. Their lips hungrily found each other, and their tongues waltzed amidst an explosion of love, desire, and ecstasy.
Scott sheathed himself inside her and Mariana cried out in pleasure. “Bite my shoulder, baby,” He instructed and Mariana nodded in acceptance.
She was tighter than Scott remembered and her tunnel gripped him with every stroke. He spoke as he fucked her. “I miss you, baby. I miss you so much. But we can’t see each other until I figure things out. But I wanted to make sure you knew how much you meant to me and I’m going to get you back.” He moved faster inside her, banging Mariana against the door. “Nod if you want us back, baby.”
Mariana violently nodded as she bit harder to muffle her moans. Her body melted into His as He held onto her body tight. She was about to cum and her pussy clenched tighter around Scott’s cock as she tried to prolong the feeling. She wanted to make love to him forever.
“Say my name,” Scott moaned.
“Scott…” Mariana softly moaned.
“No, the other one,” He instructed.
“Sir…” Mariana dug her fingers into Scott’s back when she finally came, her body spasmed. Mariana opened her eyes and swore she saw stars. She was drunk, her mind was confused, her heart was torn, and she still had no idea what just happened.
Scott continued to thrust inside her. He wanted to make love to her—properly, slowly, and lovingly—but an insatiable and carnal urge took over. He drove into her over and over, filling her completely as she tightly wrapped around his cock.
The passion and love he had for Mariana came out as he spilled himself into her, the intensity hitting him like a Mack truck, her walls milking him. “Oh God, baby. Yes, baby.” He moaned in her ear again and again as he shuddered against her. “I miss you so much, baby. I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too, honey,” she whispered.
Scott pulled out and fixed his clothing and helped Mariana fix hers. He lifted her chin to his gaze and read her eyes. Gone was the confusion; replaced was trust and love. “I’m going to fight to get us back. I just need time.” He kissed one last time, gently sucking on her lips and tongue before he left the stall and out of the bathroom.
Mariana sat back on the toilet and rested her chin on a hand. Did she just let her ex-boyfriend fuck her in the bathroom stall at a nightclub while she was on date with someone else? B. was a nice guy, but he was not Scott. Scott was aggressive, assertive, dominant…her Dom.
She would have to trust Scott and hoped he knew what he was doing. Soon, they’d be connected again forever…in more ways than one.
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