Adrian was overwhelmed by how much of her to touch and how there wasn’t enough all at once. Every brush of their skin and contact of his lips to her soft flesh set him ablaze, causing him to let out soft groans of his own while he tried to focus on pleasing her. Her arousal was heavy in the air around them, and it drove him absolutely mad while she described the best things about being with him. He took the time to coax out as many of her breath moans as possible by giving equal treatment to her other breast before his lips moved on. He feverishly kissed down her stomach until he found her hips.

He reached for her wrist, trying to pull her hand out of her panties, determined now to be the one who made her come undone. Two fingers looped in the band of her ruined panties and pushed them down just enough that he could drag his tongue across where the fabric had just been. He stopped to suck on the flesh, nipping and teasing while his desire for her ran out of control. “I love you,” Adrian husked, looking over the hills of her body to find her eyes. The words came out possessive, as if they bonded him to her more than either of them could understand. In a show of force, Adrian ripped the damp, thin fabric of her panties down the front and tossed them off her.

Aurora tilted her head back as he switched to her other breast, arching her back to push more of her skin into his mouth. She rotated her hips against her own fingers, squeezing her eyes closed. “I love your cock,” she breathed, licking her lips while she thought about wrapping them around his thick shaft, fantasizing about the taste of him in the back of her throat, the way he pushed right past her gag reflex when he was excited. “I love how big it is, I love how even though you’ve been fucking me senseless for months, you still stretch me out every. Single. Time. I love the way it tastes, and I love it when you pull my hair when I’m sucking you off.” She might have gone on, but her eyes opened and she made a soft noise of protest when he pulled her hand away from herself, pouting down at him even as he kissed down her stomach.

“Still thinking about your mouth,” he admitted freely, watching the way her lips formed around her words. At this rate, he’d take any touch he could get. He was throbbing in his own hand, his own touch not nearly enough to satisfy the animal inside of him. He took a few steps toward her even before she invited him, a needy grin skewing his features. “Every. Single. Night.” Each word was punctuated by a small groan as he listened to her labored breathing. The minute her fingers made contact with his dick, Adrian’s hips bucked in response. The sticky wetness drove him mad, but he wasn’t ready to give in and take her just yet. He grabbed for her hand, bringing it to meet his lips before he sucked her fingers, mixing his saliva with her lingering juices. Moaning at the taste, he dropped down on to the couch next to her, his hands already reaching to pull the oversized tee shirt over her head. “Lay down,” he ordered, barely waiting to start kissing her newly exposed skin. Swirling his tongue around her breasts, Adrian hovered over her, his eyes burning with desire. “Your turn, love.” He worked his way to a nipple, his lips enveloping it while his hands explored her body. “Tell me what you love about fucking me. Then I’ll make you come.”

“Mhm,” Aurora hummed as he took her fingers into his mouth, letting him pull off the t-shirt, leaving her in just her panties as he took the spot on the couch next to her. She did as she was told, turning towards him, she wrapped her legs around him loosely, moaning as he put his lips on her body. She stretched her hand back down into her panties, tilted her head back while they both pleasured her. “I love you strong you are,” she breathed, using her free hand to squeeze the thick muscles of his upper arm appreciatively. “I love how you can lift me so easily, and put me where you want, throw me like a rag doll if you want to. I love how you take me how you want me, and use me how you like.”

She was such a good actress. Good enough, in fact, to get Adrian’s heart racing in the way it used to back when there was no guarantee that they’d be leaving in one another’s arms. His eyes never left her perfect face, even while the man on her other side made a pathetic attempt at a threat. “Only one?” Adrian purred, completely ignoring the pissed off man beside her.  He smelled like the brunette’s perfume, but he craved Aurora’s touch, the familiar burn of her skin against his. Jealousy powering him, Adrian reached for the stem of her martini glass, pulling it back down to the table so she wouldn’t take another taste of the drink another man had bought for her. He leaned in close enough for his breath to tickle his ear, but was careful to speak loudly enough that the man could hear. “Because no one else in this bar can appreciate every inch of your body the way I will.”

Aurora could smell the other woman’s perfume on him when he leaned close, stirring jealousy in her. But she didn’t let it show, since he was the one seducing her right now. “You talk a big game, tiger,” Aurora cooed, nudging the inside of his thigh with her knee gently. “But how do I know you can back it up?”

“I like fucking all of your holes,” he answered greedily, stroking his length as soft noises began falling from her lips. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from her, a primal need growing in the pit of his belly. Thinking about that first night they’d met, and then screwed each other’s brains out, was almost as tempting as the sight of her spread out in front of him. When she gasped, he let out a loud moan, tugging hard at himself as he fought the urge to go over and shove his head between her legs. “I thought about you every single minute after that night,” he admitted, voice hoarse from controlling his need. “About making you come, about your skin against mine, about how badly I wanted to do it again.” A shaky breath escaped him, and his darkened eyes watched as her panties stretched around her working fingers. “Does it turn you on to think about how badly I needed you that night?” He knew the answer already, aware of the lust filled look on her face. “Tell me how wet you are for me.”

“Which one are you thinking about stretching out right now?” She loved it when he talked dirty, when he made no secret of how he liked to use her body. Her fingers slid readily over her folds now, she was so wet for him, both from the show he was putting on for her and the memories of their first night together. She moaned softly at the sound of his voice teasing her, her eyelids fluttering at the way she was stimulating herself. “It turns me on to think about how badly you need me every night,” she corrected him, even though they didn’t have sex every night anymore, she knew he needed her still. “Why don’t you come see for yourself?’ She invited him, panting for breath, she made a soft noise as she pulled her fingers out of her panties. Her fingers were dripping, and she extended her hand towards his throbbing member to smear her juices down his length.

Heat radiated from the brunette as Adrian toed the line between acceptable game playing and actual betrayal. She was melting at his touch, gripping his muscular bicep with both manicured hands as his fingers trailed further up her thigh. If he wanted to, she probably would’ve let him start touching her right then and there in the open booth. She leaned in to whisper in his ear, complimenting the smooth tone of his voice and asking if he’d kiss her as a preview for what was to come. Adrian turned his head to look at her, grinning deviously when the door to the bar opened. In walked Aurora, with a flouncy, short green dress that reminded him of the color she’d worn the night they’d first fallen asleep together without having sex. The way he watched her as she walked by wasn’t even part of the game. His lips parted unconsciously as his eyes traveled the length of her well toned legs, and suddenly all he could think about was whether she remembered to leave her panties at home.

The woman Adrian had been paying all his attention to froze when she noticed how rapidly he’d lost interest in her. She reached for his face, trying to direct his line of sight back to her, but it was a lost cause. He glanced over at her, hand still on her thigh, and gave her an unapologetic shrug. Quickly, the woman started talking, her nervous voice barely registering as she told him how close her apartment was. She reached for her purse to signal it was time for them to go home together, but instead, Adrian released his grip on her and slid out of the booth on his own. Without so much as a word, he strutted away, leaving the brunette cold while he took his place by Aurora’s side.

His jealous eyes burned furiously when he noticed the man beside her too close, clearly chatting her up. It looked like this was going to be a two way game. Adrian came up beside her and wrapped a possessive arm around her thin waist, totally unashamed of what a jerk he looked like. Leaning forward, he set a hard, intimidating gaze on the other man. “Get lost. She’s not going home with someone like you.”

Aurora sipped the drink the other man had purchased for her, giggling at his inane joke while she waited what seemed like forever for Adrian to make his move. She refused to turn around and look, she wanted the brunette he’d been toying with to feel like he’d tossed her away on a whim. She wanted her to feel like garbage. 

Adrian couldn’t pull his dual colored eyes away as she worked her fingers into her mouth. He wished so badly that those lips were stretching around him instead, but when his gaze followed her moistened fingers as she dipped them into her panties, his train of thought ran away from him. His eyes were still trained on her crotch when she asked her teasing question. Fingers reaching for the button on his jeans, Adrian practically growled out his answer. “Your fucking mouth.” Popping the button open, he let out a small gasp of relief when he slid his jeans down. His dick strained against his boxer briefs still, but at least the rigid confine of the denim was gone. He brought his eyes back to her face, letting himself visually trace the would be shy expression that he knew all too well. “You’re right, that lap dance didn’t exactly send me running in the other direction. But I paid you back for that later that night, didn’t I?” A wide, devilish grin broke out across his face as he remembered just how hot that first night had been - his hands grasping for her before they even got through the door tot he apartment, her lips all over him. Adrian freed himself from the last of clothes, the hard member springing straight forward as soon as the fabric was gone. “Look how hard you’ve already got me,” he husked, licking his palm before gripping himself. “I can’t stop thinking about your nails scratching down my back while I fuck you.”

The way he growled at her made a delicious shiver run up her spine, even as her finger found her delicate nub, making her gasp softly. She smiled, biting her lip as she looked up at him from under her lashes. “You like fucking my mouth?” She asked as if she didn’t already know the answer, a smirk dancing on the corners of her pretty lips. Her eyes flickered down to watch as he shed his jeans, pressing her finger into her center with a sigh as her eyes traced his erection through his boxers. A wicked smile stretched across her lips as he reminded her of their first night together, the frenzied way she’d had to have him, forgetting everything else --even the girlfriend she was supposed to go home to that night. “I never wanted anybody so badly as I wanted you that night,” she told him, her breathing already getting faster as she rubbed herself, her fingers stretching the thin material of her panties out as she worked herself over. She bit down on her lip hard when he exposed himself to her, her eyes fixed on him as she touched herself, gasping as she pushed a finger inside herself, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’. 

The higher end bar was busier than Adrian had expected. Plenty of pretty brunettes had walked by him, and dutifully, he’d surveyed them all. None of them seemed right, though. If this was going to be satisfying for the both of them, then whoever Adrian picked had to look as close to the woman he’d actually given up for Aurora as possible. Right as he was considering leaving to go to another place down the street, he caught sight of a dark haired woman at a table with one of her friends. His eyes zeroed in on her and her soft features, and before he knew it, a need so forceful that he almost forgot he was playing a game overcame him. Adrian downed the rest of his second rum and coke and then headed for the table that was visible from the door. Aurora would be able to see him between the woman and her friend the second she walked in.

It didn’t take long for Adrian to smooth talk his way into sitting next to the dark haired beauty. Her friend caught on to the vibes and eventually left, giving both of them a playful wink before she went. Adrian took the opportunity to scoot closer, brushing the hair back from the woman’s shoulder to run his finger tips across the bare skin there. What usually would’ve felt like a thrilling game was leaving a sour taste in his mouth. She looked too much like Elena, and it was reminding him of just how much he desired her. He had to get it all out of his system now, to pretend like this was his chance to show Elena how badly he’d realized he wanted her…through this other woman. Adrian leaned in and let his voice tickle the woman’s ear, his hand dropping to her thigh as he described a fantasy that Elena was really the star of. He could feel the woman squirming beneath his hand, trying to get him to bring it under her dress.

Aurora took her time getting ready, unlike usual, Aurora didn’t want to see Adrian flirting with someone else. Even knowing that he was had her feeling the first pangs of jealousy, no, she just wanted to see Adrian kick her to the curb. And she wanted to look stunning when he did it, so she took her time getting her makeup right, artfully disheveling her perfect curls to give her that just-fucked look she knew Adrian liked. Finally, she put on a green summer dress that was so short that if she were to bend over too far, she’d be in danger of people finding out that she wasn’t wearing any panties, as per his instructions.

He caught sight of the way she licked her lips as her eyes trailed down his half naked body and could feel his own pulse quicken. “And your lips, holy shit.” Cursing didn’t even begin to put into context just how much those perfectly shaped lips of hers turned him on. Adrian tossed his belt to the side, finally managing to free himself of it after struggling to fight his own clouded mind. His fingers fell instantly to the buttons on his jeans, but then he paused wickedly and looked back up at her. “Sometimes when I catch a minute or two of your show or see your picture online, I have to leave the room and find somewhere to jerk off while I picture your lips wrapped around my cock.” He palmed himself over his pants, the outline of his hard member easily visible. “Don’t even get me started on kissing you. I’ve never met a woman whose lips fit with mine so perfectly. I remember kissing you for the first time and practically coming apart right there in the strip club.”

Aurora subconsciously bit her lip when he mentioned them, her eyes dark with lust as he removed his belt, teasing her with his jeans still on. She pouted, very much aware of her lips now, and she reached a finger up to them, tugging her bottom lip down before she slipped her finger into her mouth, slowly pumping it all the way in, then out again, before she dropped her hand down to her panties, sliding her hand past the waistband even as he gripped himself through his jeans. “So what feels better... your hand or my mouth?” She smiled evilly, she already knew the answer, but she wanted to hear him say it. She giggled softly when he told her about the strip club, looking down in what might have been a shy way on anyone else. “I thought you were coming undone for... other reasons.”

Heat flooded Adrian’s body as his eyes followed the trail her hands left on her thighs. If he wasn’t so eager to watch her pleasure herself to the sight of him, he would’ve had his lips and hands all over her body. He could already feel himself straining against his jeans. The sight of her spread out there in front of him with anticipation thick in the air had his mind on overdrive. His eyes turned dark with desire as his hands started working at his belt, fumbling because he was so distracted by the woman in front of him. “You’re never afraid to ask for what you want,” Adrian started, his voice lowering another octave as he tried to focus on the list that had popped into his head.  “Whether you want my head between your legs all night or for me to fuck you like the dirtiest whore, you always tell me.”

Aurora followed the line of his gaze to her thighs, and she leaned forward slightly to give him a better view, almost forgetting that he was supposed to be giving her a show right now. For Aurora, being adored was just as much of a turn-on as doing the adoring. But her gaze returned to his body as he started undoing his jeans, licking her bottom lip as her eyes followed the sparse trail of hair that descended from his naval, disappearing into his boxers. “Well if I don’t ask, I might not get it,” she giggled, looking up at his face like this should be obvious. Aurora had never been shy about sex --well, maybe a little, when she and Aaron were just kids fumbling at one another’s naughty bits for the first time. But in the years since then, she had grown confident about her body, and she’d learned what she liked. Especially when she was in a relationship, she never hesitated to ask for what she wanted, although with Adrian, she had been very demanding even before that. He had never seemed to mind.

Adrian cursed, feeling his own hot breath against her ear. Before they’d started dating, and he’d admitted just how strongly he felt about her, there had been nothing like the high of getting her to go home with him. He ran a hand over her thigh as his heart started to beat loudly in his ears. “You want me to show you just how badly I need you.” It wasn’t a question. He could tell by the tone of her voice, even as she giggled around the words, what she was asking for. “Deal. Let’s get ready. If we stay here much longer, I’m going to end up giving us a reason to stay in.”

Aurora nodded, smiling that he knew what she really wanted without her having to say it. He knew her so well, and she loved him for it. She bit her lip when he ran his hand over her thigh, only reluctantly getting up. “You should leave before me... you can go and pick someone, get started on her. And then when I enter, you can get... distracted.” She suggested, walking into the bedroom. “Besides, it’ll be hotter if you don’t see what I’m wearing until then.” She winked playfully before she disappeared into the bedroom.

“I’ll wear a button up shirt and everything if you want me to.” Adrian was dense, but even he caught on to Aurora’s game. Symbolically making him choose her over Elena over again was probably a sign that he should run screaming from the door - and yet, he was itching for the chance to convince himself that he’d made the right decision. He leaned in and took her earlobe between his teeth, tugging at it while he made a small noise of approval. “Wear a skirt, no panties. That nobody girl isn’t the only one I plan to make dripping wet for me.”

“Hm, yeah, I like the sound of that,” she loved it when Adrian dressed up for her, but the idea of some girl thinking that he’d gotten dressed up to seduce her, only to have her hopes crushed, was too delicious to pass up. She giggled at his orders, nodding. “I’m gonna make you work for it, though. I want her to see you seduce me, I want you to make me need it. I wanna play like we used to, when I pretended not to want you, and you forced me to admit it.” She bit her lip, she needed a good game, she needed to win him, and she needed him to fight for her.

Adrian let out a soft noise of approval as her nails scratched at his chest, but a louder, more desperate moan left his lips at her challenge. “Fuck, you’re going to make me want to give you a show.” Reluctantly, he tore himself away from her, his hands going to the edge of his shirt. He slowly pulled it over his head, whipping it around dramatically with a smirk on his lips once it was off. Hours of training had given Adrian defined muscles and hard abs, and he knew they his strength could be attractive. “You know what my favorite things about fucking you are?” he asked, voice husky as he gazed down at her. 

Aurora giggled as he pulled away from her, sitting back comfortably on the couch, she spread her legs wide for him. She was wearing one of his t-shirts, so it rode up around her hips so he had an unobstructed view of her lacy black panties. She didn’t touch herself yet though, instead running both palms down the inside of her thighs while she watched him, smirking. “Tell me,” she let her eyes wander from his bare abs up to his eyes, biting her lip.

Adrian lightly nipped at her fingers, all to willing to do whatever she asked of him. His body reacted instantly to the change of intention in her touch. Heart racing at the suggestion behind her eyes, he slowly sat up and caught her lips with his. His tongue danced along her lips, begging to play a game of cat and mouse with hers as felt the air in the room shift. “You want me to strip for you?” he breathed, barely pulling away from her. He reached for hand and slipped it inside his shirt, guiding her to feel his toned abs. The touch was more for his own pleasure, knowing that the feeling of her skin against hers would burn in the best way. 

Aurora giggled when he nipped at her fingertips, but was caught by surprise when he sat up to kiss her. She melted against him, opening her mouth to allow him access, she groaned as her fingers caught on the rigid edges of his hard abs. “Mhm, dance for me, sexy,” she nodded, dragging her nails down his chest harshly. “Get me wet and I’ll give you a show,” she purred against his  lips.

“She is the only other woman who has my heart,” he teased in return, a smile tugging at his lips when he heard Aurora’s laugh. He pressed a kiss into her hair and decided it was definitely not the time to tell her about his shattered phone. “Let me take you out tonight.” Their dates never seemed to turn out as perfectly as he wanted them to, but Adrian wanted to show the world how in love they were - one place at a time. “You can pick a game if you want to…” he trailed off, knowing she’d understand what he meant. He ran his fingertips down her arm while he waited for her to consider the offer. 

“If you run off with my dog, I swear I’ll hunt you both to the ends of the earth,” Aurora warned, giggling when he kissed her hair. “Oooh, like on a date? Will you comb your hair and everything?” She teased, but she liked the idea. She always liked it when he took her out, no matter how it ended. His offer of a game had her biting her lip, when an idea occurred to her. “I want you to pick out a girl, and get her really hot for you. Like, dripping. And then, once she’s sure she’s sealed the deal, you notice me and make it clear that you’re leaving the certainty of fucking her for the possibility of being with me.” She smirked, she wanted him to break some poor girl’s heart. She just had one more addition. “Oh, and she has to be a brunette.”

“Sorry,” he muttered, loosening his grip on her. Adrian hated that Aurora didn’t seem to believe in him as strongly as she used to. One thing he could always count on was her faith in him and in their relationship. He was the one who was supposed to harbor doubts about her affection and loyalty. He was the one who was supposed to be paranoid, running about with steam practically coming out of his ears while other people approached Aurora like he didn’t even exist! Never, in a thousand years, had he expected the tables to turn. He leaned his head on top of hers as she snuggled against him and tried to control the worry in his voice. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved - the only one I will ever love.” As he said it, Adrian felt a pang of guilt. He didn’t think he was lying to her, but there was a nagging voice in the back of his mind telling him things weren’t that easy. “I’m all yours, well, no you have to share me with Dove.”  

Aurora relaxed against him when he loosened his grip on her, sighing with relief. She felt a little bit better hearing him reassure her that she was the only one he really loved, even though she knew it was kind of selfish. She wanted to be the only one he’d ever love, she wanted desperately to believe that she was the only woman in the world for him. Her face broke into a smile when he brought up Dove, and she giggled. “That bitch, always tryna steal my man,” she joked glancing towards the baby dog who was ever so innocently sleeping nearby.

Adrian let out another breath as she began to rub his he head, massaging away all traces of the anger that had overtaken him not even an hour before. Her magical touch never failed to level him, even if it took some time. He was well aware of their snapchat rules, and though he’d been tempted plenty of times to screenshot the nudes Aurora sent him, he’d never done it. It wasn’t worth it to break her trust, and besides, who cared about saving pictures when he had the real thing at home? The change in Aurora’s tone caused his eyes to fly open with surprise. Quickly, they started to glint with mischief. He reached for one of Aurora’s hands, tugging it toward his lips. “You should show me how you’re going to relieve all that stress.” He pressed soft kisses against her palm, looking up at her still, no hint of innocence on his face. “Right now. Touch yourself for me.” 

Aurora bit her lip as Adrian kissed her palm, catching the glint in his dual-toned eyes. “Hmm, I don’t know if I’m in the mood for that right now... I might need some inspiration.” She smirked, gently pulling down his bottom lip with two of her fingers, her other hand dancing lightly down his chest, she tugged up the hem of his shirt. “Why don’t you give me a little show to get me going?”

“What? You don’t like me coming home smelling like pure evil?” Adrian teased, opening one eye to look up at her. He was relieved that this had gone over so well - especially after everything that had gone on lately. Then again, it wasn’t like he’d ever snuck around to have lunch with Elle. Barking out a laugh, Adrian grinned wide, leaning into her hand as she continued to brush her fingers through his hair. “I don’t think they’re planning on it, but if you want some professional shots for your own personal collection, I’ll ask them to snap a few.” Just because Adrian had dropped the idea of a sex tape long ago didn’t mean that he’d stopped requesting or sending pictures when they were apart for more than a few hours. “I’ll do what I can, then your whole trailer can be covered in my body. It’ll be very relaxing in between scenes.”

“It makes the dogs cranky,” she replied sarcastically, sticking her tongue out at him when he teased her. She placed her hands on either side of his head, gently rubbing circles against his temples soothingly. “Nah, I can live with your amateur snaps, I think.” She giggled, Aurora would only exchange nudes over snapchat, since it deleted the photos after a day, and screenshots were strictly forbidden. She didn’t want to risk the media getting a hold of anything compromising. “Mm, I’m sure it’ll really... inspire me to relieve my stress between takes.” She giggled again, her voice laden with suggestion.