When I wake up I’m afraid, somebody else might take my place.

"Hey," I grinned as Chloe opened the door, biting down on her lip as she shamelessly checked me out. I returned the favor and let my eyes travel down her tight body, wanting to groan for how perfect it was and how long it had been since I'd seen her naked. Too fucking long. 

"Hi," She breathed out finally, stepping aside. "Come in." 

I walked around, looking at the apartment with its high ceilings and spacious living room, "This is a great place." 

"Thanks." She smiled and looked proud of the place she called home, "I love it." 

"It smells incredible in here," I said while turning towards the kitchen.

"I know," She grinned. "I made lasagna. You said you liked Italian."

"I love it," I nodded. "You look beautiful." I stepped closer and reached out to brush her hair out of the way, my fingers itching to touch her but I'd probably never want to stop.

"Thank you," She said softly, swallowing and looking down at her jeans and tank top. It wasn't high fashion or anything, but sometimes simple was better. I preferred her like this over the tight dresses she had become known for. 

"This doesn't have to be awkward," I said after a moment of studying her expression, giving her a warm smile when she looked back at me with wide eyes. "Friends, right?"

She pursed her lips together and leaned into me, just close enough to smell her perfume but not feel her. I wanted to feel her. "Are we friends?" She asked and tilted her head to a side so her hair was cascading over her shoulder. "I'm not sure what's going on between us...."

I kept my smile in place and felt at a loss for words, "I'm glad you invited me over."

"Technically you asked me out to dinner," She reminded me and smiled back finally. "But I'm glad you're here too. How about we open a bottle of wine? Are you hungry? Dinner isn't ready yet, but I have cheese and crackers."

 I laughed as I followed her into the kitchen, "Do you always go all out like this?"

She looked around the room and shook her head, "Honestly? No."

"Well I'm honored," I told her.

"I'll have some wine if you are, but if that lasagna smells as good as it looks then I don't want to fill up on crackers," She laughed and nodded as she grabbed a corkscrew and opened a bottle, pouring it into two glasses and then leading me over to the couch. "How was your day?" She asked softly, pulling her feet up underneath her. 

"Oh you know, wake up, work out, work...this is the most exciting thing that's happened to me all day," I grinned and took a sip of the wine. "Wow....good wine."

"It is," She agreed. "Work isn't exciting?" 

I shrugged, "Sometimes. Today it was mostly just going though portfolios." 

She laughed, "Oh yeah, a guy can only look at hot woman after hot woman for so long." 

"I didn't say it was all bad," I grinned. "I remember the day I met you." 

"Oh I remember that too, it was the first time a casting agent that worked for BMM had blacklisted me. I didn't even know you could do that," She laughed and looked lost in her thoughts. "Also the first time I'd ever wanted to jump a guy I also wanted to punch." 

"Well I'm glad you didn't punch me," I said seriously and smiled as she laughed once more, looking happier than the last few times I had seen her. Hopefully things with her and her brother were getting better. Ben was a good guy, he was slowly starting to come around and I was more than thankful for that. 

"What about the part where I jumped you?" She joked with a grin.

I shook my head and smirked, "Yeah, no complaints there."

"I don't usually get any," She winked at me and blushed, silence falling between us for a moment. "I still can't believe your mom walked in on me... I think that was the single most horrifying day of my life."

I laughed and shook my head, "She's already seen you in your underwear. Over half the world has. Don't worry about it. She probably thought it was something work related."

She wrinkled her nose, "Is that supposed to make me feel better or worse?"

I looked at her and noticed the expression on her face, "Girls would kill for your career. Never feel bad about what you do."

"Says the man who won't date models," She grinned finally and leaned closer to me. 

"I don't date models because I can't handle them," I grinned back, "There's something intimidating about a woman who can buy a dress that's worth my rent and only wear it once."

 

"You handled me fine," She said without missing a beat. 

"Just fine?" I asked slowly, my pitch just a little deeper than before. 

"No. That was a vast understatement," She admitted. "Besides not all models can afford thousand dollar dresses. Just the good ones." 

I nodded, "You mean like you." 

"I've never only worn a dress I bought once, if I like something enough to wear it, I can wear it again," She shrugged.

"Still," I laughed and took a sip of my wine. 

"You don't think you can handle me?" She asked, smirking a little.

"I thought we were just friends," I pointed out, a grin on my lips that matched Chloe's. 

She chuckled and played with her wine glass idly, "I think we passed the friendship line a while back. I know we said the Ben thing was a deal breaker....but honestly? I've never wanted to be your friend Tristan. At least not just your friend....I don't really know how to go about it."

"Chloe..."

"I know I know," She said just as the buzzer on the oven chose that moment to ring and she forced a grin. "Saved by the bell," She winked and hopped off the couch to go pull the food out of the oven.

I followed behind her and watched in silence as she scooped the food into bowls to cool them down, grabbing garlic knots and the bottle of wine, juggling them all the way to the table where I was already sitting. 

"You made soup too?" I asked, widening my eyes as she grabbed some spoons and refilled my wine glass.

"I love soup," She smiled. "I hope you don't mind a little spice."

I grinned at the food on the table, shaking my head as I looked back at Chloe, "Everything looks amazing."

"You might not have known this about me, but I know my way around a kitchen," She winked at me then bit into her bottom lip while I resisted the urge to mention that she knew her way around a lot more than a kitchen. 

"You're full of surprises," I said instead and smirked. 

"Bad ones usually," She said with a soft laugh while I took a spoon full of soup and swallowed it. It was even better than it smelt. "At least according to you..."

I shook my head, "So far I have no complaints."

"Why Tristan Williams, I'd almost think you're flirting with me," She grinned and mirrored my actions, eating some of the soup too. A quiet moan escaped her and she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them and smiling at me. Even eating food, she was sexy as hell. "Man I am good."

"The soup is great," I agreed with her.  

"So talk to me about something other than food. I already know how great I am with that," She said with a dazzling smile.

I laughed, her confidence a turn on, "What do you want to know?"

"When's the last time you had sex?" She asked point blank and I almost dropped my spoon, not expecting that at all. 

I tried to count back in my head to the night I spent inside of Chloe. I could almost not believe it had been so fucking long. "Five months?" I said slowly, not sure if that was right. It sounded like an entire lifetime ago. 

She blinked back at me, doing the math in her head. "When's the last time you went five months without getting laid?" She asked before taking another spoonful of soup as if she wasn't invested in the answer. 

"Um.." I ran a hand through my hair. "I don't really know."

"I mean you had three girls at your disposal at one time," She said and I opened my mouth to speak but she held up both hands. "Not judging! Just saying that clearly you like sex and have pretty easy access to it."

"You sound like your brother."

She widened her eyes and then laughed, "Why is my brother talking about your sex life?" 

I watched as she ripped a piece of bread to dip in her soup, "He just enjoys rubbing the fact that he's getting it daily into my face."

She chuckled, "Yeah, Cami does that too. You'd think they were still teenagers the way they talk about each other." 

I smirked, "Were they like that in high school?"

She nodded, "They're worse now though. Disgustingly in love, perfect relationship, perfect son, about to get engaged."

"Ben told you too?"

"Ben told you he was proposing?" She asked, getting a bigger grin on her face. "Cami just told me that she felt it coming."

"I think everyone felt it coming," I grinned, happy for my friend. It was about damn time.  

"So back to the original topic of conversation.....why are you choosing to be celibate?" 

I studied her, opening my mouth to speak and then licking my lips, thinking better of it, "When's the last time you had sex Chloe?" 

"You were the last man I was with," She admitted slowly, getting to the point a little faster than I had.

"Why?" I asked, knowing she had every opportunity to move on. Guys practically fell at her feet. "You'd have no problem finding someone else."

She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly even if this conversation was anything but. It was almost too much, uncomfortable but necessary. "Because I don't want anyone else," She said finally and her words sunk in, going straight to my chest. I hesitated, not moving an inch. Not really knowing what to say because I was horrible with words. I mean, Ben had given me his okay and I still wasn't making a move? What was wrong with me? She let out a sigh and took my silence as another diss, "Don't you think I want to move on? It'd be so much easier for not just me, but -" I leaned closer and cut her words off with a kiss, taking her by surprise but she didn't waste too much time giving into the kiss. Her tiny body worked it's way onto my lap and I could feel myself stiffen underneath her, her lips still hadn't left mine and my fingers lifted to tangle in her hair. It was the kind of kiss where we were both acting desperate... which we technically were. How long had we been wanting this? It felt like too fucking long. "Did you do that just to shut me up?" She asked breathlessly with her lips still against mine. 

I laughed and moved my hand to cup the back of her neck, "No."

She pulled back enough to look me in the eye, "Then...?"

"Because I have been wanting to kiss you for the past five months," I replied honestly. 

"Good answer," She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine again, letting her tongue slide into my mouth and hearing her moan against my lips. My hands tightened in her hair, holding her head where I wanted to take the kiss deeper, one hand moving to her hips and then her ass as I realized she was rocking against me. Then I was standing up, picking her up with me as I pushed my bowl back to set Chloe on the counter in front of me. "Five months is a long time," She said breathlessly, watching my eyes travel over her body, starting at her eyes before moving down to her lips, her chest. Her nipples were beaded underneath the flimsy tank top she had on and it was taking everything in me not to rip it off of her. 

"Too damned long," I growled and reached for her again.

"Wait," She whispered and I could feel her body protesting.

"What?" I blinked, confused and hoping that she hadn't changed her mind already. 

"Um," She licked her lips. "I need to know what this is before it....before anything else. Is this going to be another of those times where tonight is epic and then you don't want to talk to me afterwards? If I know now I won't show up in your office in a week," She teased, trying to make the moment lighter but you could hear the vulnerability in her tone.

I smiled at her and shook my head, "I promise that I won't ignore you after tonight." And with that, my lips were on her neck, her body still motionless underneath mine.

"That didn't really answer my question..." She said quietly, tilting her head back while my lips moved downwards, closer to her cleavage. "Tristan," She said in a shaky voice and I pulled my head back to look at her, her vulnerability always reminding me that she was human. I mean, she looked like a dream... felt like one too. 

I took my hands off of her, knowing that if we were going to have this conversation? I couldn't be touching her. "What do you want?" I asked, knowing what she had wanted in the past but honestly? I'd fucked up my chances so many times that by now she should have given up on me.

She pushed her legs apart and grabbed onto the bottom of my t-shirt, tugging on it and pulling me closer to her. "I want you..." She trailed off in a quiet voice. "I've wanted you for years. But I need more than a one night stand or friends with benefits. I can't sit around and hoping you might or might not call. I deserve better than that."

I bit my tongue and resisted the urge to tell her to run because she deserved better than me. "You do," I replied and reached out to cup her face, lifting her intense gaze up to meet mine. "I'll give you better than that." 

"That's not what you wanted to say...." She trailed off.

"Damn it Chloe." I shook my head, "You really do deserve that. You don't deserve a guy like me but I want you too badly to walk away again." 

She reached up, sliding her hands up my chest, "How can you not see how awesome you are? Don't you want more too? Just a little? Don't you want someone who's going to want more from you than just your body? Someone who appreciates how smart and successful and determined you are as much as how sexy you are?" 

I swallowed and cupped her cheek, "Yes."

"To be clear though. I also want your body so bad I can barely think straight right now," She said seriously.

"We have that in common," I grinned, my finger tugging on her lower lip to free it from her teeth.

"The lasagna is going to get cold," She practically whispered.

"I'm sure it reheats pretty well," My lips were back on her neck and this time? There was no holding back for her. 

"You're going to make me get hot every time I look at my kitchen table," She moaned softly and I chuckled against her neck. 

"I'm okay with that," I said as she arched her back to give me more access to her collarbone, my lips dipping into her cleavage for just a moment before pulling back. "Fuck you're so damn soft....everywhere.."

She slid her hands under his shirt to the smooth skin of my stomach, her hands tracing the lines of muscle, "You're hard everywhere...." 

I grinned and scrapped my teeth against her neck, careful not to leave any marks on her flawless skin. "You have no idea," I said seriously, my hands itching to guide hers down my body to where my balls felt like they might actually burst. It'd been so long since the last time we'd been together... all I could think about was how hard I could make her cum. 

"I think I might..." She trailed off and slid her hands right down my chest, grabbing my belt to yank me closer to her body. 

"Chloe," I groaned when she started unbuckling it, going slow and taking her time. 

Her eyes lifted up to meet mine and I could tell her breath had hitched, her palm was caressing the length of my dick through my briefs. "Oh my god," She bit into her lip and shook her head, getting a grin out of me. I lowered my head and kissed her neck again, my fingers finding the bottom of her shit and pulling back only to lift it over her head then discard it somewhere behind me. I let out a breath and took in her bare breasts before capturing one in my mouth, my hand cupping the other and brushing my thumb back and forth against her erect nipple. "My body can't stop shivering and you aren't even inside of me yet...."

"We can do something about that," I suggested, my hands quickly moving to her jeans and unzipping them. She lifted her ass off the table and let me pull them down her long legs, leaving her sitting in front of me in just a pair of lace panties. She looked like a goddess and I was at a loss for words... not even sure where to begin. 

"We should take this slow," She said with uncertainty, a serious but sexy look on her face. 

I lifted her off the counter and carried her into her room, my eyes only taking it in for a second since I'd never been in there. Laying her on her bed, I hovered above her and let my hands caress her legs, her thighs, her chest, all of her so damn smooth. Her legs spread apart and I pushed them closed gently. "We're not going to have sex tonight," I said even though it literally pained me. I wanted to prove that I wasn't there for sex though. 

"I feel like it was a waste to get naked then," She said seriously, her eyes taking me in. 

"Getting you naked is never a waste...." I looked at her perfect body as she reached out to pull me down onto the bed before rolling us over so she was straddling me.

"Fuck..."

"Are you just going to put me to bed? It's a little early for that." 

I smirked and shook my head, "I didn't say we weren't going to do anything....we're both too far gone for that."

"Agreed," She nodded and I flipped her back onto her back and grabbed the blanket, covering her. "What are you doing?"

"I can't talk and look at your perfect breasts at the same time." 

She laughed, "Okay. What do you want to say?"

"I'm not just here for your body either Chlo. I like you. I don't know you as well as I want to but most everything I do know I really like."

"Are you saying you want to date me?" She asked, grinning from ear to ear. "What about Ben?"

"Ben's problem with us was that I wasn't serious about you. I am serious about you," I admitted and she reached up to kiss me again.

"Me too," She whispered against my lips.

"I'm not making any promises I'll be any good at this." 

She laughed, "Me either. I'm pretty sure I suck at it......but I don't want you to sleep with other women." 

I groaned, "When will I ever live that down?!" 

She laughed again and pushed the sheet off of her so she could straddle me again. "I think I'd like to be done talking now," She said seriously, pushing my shirt up and off off me. 

"What do you want instead?" I asked, my hands running up her thighs and cupping her ass.

"I don't want you to leave tonight without cumming for me...."

I grinned at her words, my dick springing to life, "Oh yeah?" She nodded her head and her cheeks grew pink while she moved her hands all over my chest. "What are you thinking about?" 

"How good you taste..." She trailed off and I groaned, only making her smirk back at me. She kept her eyes on me, lowering her head and kissing a path down my chest, finishing undressing me and kissing every inch of my skin along the way. I thought I was hard before, but by the time her lips touched my dick? It was like a fucking rock. A moan left her lips as she licked them, her eyes leaving mine only to take my erection in. "I said it before, but oh my god," She whispered and then grinned at me once more, her tongue darting out and running flat up my length, swirling around the head and then back down to my balls. She took one into her mouth and I groaned, reaching for her hair and tangling my fingers with it. 

"Chloe," I gritted out through my teeth, wanting her lips around me, wanting to explode in her mouth. 

"Is sex still off the table for tonight?" She grinned at me and placed feather soft kisses up my dick. I groaned and gave her hair a tug. Her eyes widened, "Do you want more?"

"Christ, yes," I groaned, feeling a breath rush out of me as she finally took my dick in her mouth, lowering herself inch by inch. My hand reached for her breast, playing with  her nipple while she moaned against my dick. I pinched and pulled, it only making her suck me faster. She took me deeper into her mouth, letting her eyes meet mine and I started losing control. I was bucking my hips against her mouth, dying a little from the look she was giving me. "Ah fuck Chloe...." My hands tightened in her hair and with a roar I was coming so hard, Chloe moaning while she licked and sucked. 

"You taste even better then I remember...." She groaned, licking me clean until I was pulling her back up my body and laying her down on the bed.

"You're incredible." 

I felt her body shiver and flush at my compliment. "I aim to please," She bit her lip and reached up to run her fingers through my hair. "I don't want you to leave," She whispered softly.

"Chloe...."

"Don't worry, I'll respect your desire to respect me.....for the most part." 

"I don't want to leave either," I kissed her and felt her body melt against mine, her curves a perfect fit against my hard body.

"Good," She whispered against my lips as her hands explored the corded muscles on my back down to my ass. 

I grinned and rested my eyes while her hands roamed my body, feeling her nuzzle my neck and kiss it. "What's that grin for?" She asked softly.

"I don't remember you being so handsy," I opened my eyes to smirk at her. "Not that I'm complaining."

"I feel like a kid in a candy store," She grinned back at me, eyes scanning my body. "I'm afraid that I can't stop touching you." Rolling onto my side, I propped my head up on my palm and used my free hand to turn her cheek towards mine. I lowered my head and kissed her slowly and softly, running my fingertips down her neck, grazing her collarbone and breasts and taking my time to touch each one until both of her nipples had hardened. "I take it back. I never want you to stop touching me instead," She whispered with her eyes a few shades darker. 

"Where?" I asked, still playing with one of her nipples. 

"There is good..." She trailed off with her breath getting heavier. My hand slid between her legs and I groaned at how wet she was, slipping two fingers inside of her easily then pulling them out to run her clit. "That's even better," She moaned with her legs spread for me. 

"You're soaking wet," I glanced down to my hand, rubbing her in slow circles. 

"I know..." She breathed out, arching her hips against my palm.

"Does sucking me turn you on?" I asked with a cocky smile. 

"God yes," She squirmed against me as I teased her. "But so does being in the same room as you...."

"Do you remember how hard I made you cum on my desk?" I licked my lips. "Do you want that again?"

"Please...." She managed to say as I slid two fingers inside of her again and lowered my lips to her clit. "Oh yes!" Her eyes shut tight as my fingers pumped her at a steady pace and my tongue worked circles over her clit before I added a third finger slowly. My fingers were big and it was a tight fit, but she took me. 

"That's it Chloe...." I pulled away to watch her squirming against me and she let herself look between us to wear I was touching her. 

"Tu me rends fou Tristan...." She moaned as she tightened against my fingers and I groaned, bringing my mouth back down to her hypersensitive clit, pushing her right over the edge into an intense climax. 

I kept licking and groaning until she was completely motionless underneath me, her arms on either side of her not even moving. "I'm not sure what that means, but I'm guessing it was good for you," I grinned, hovering back over her to kiss my way up her chest.

"Yes," She breathed out and arched her chest into me while I bit into her stomach, getting another moan out of her. "How do you still not speak French?"

"No desire to learn the language," I admitted, flicking my eyes up to hers while I teased her nipple with my tongue. 

Her fingers finally moved to tangle in my hair, her hands guiding my head up to hers where I kissed her hard. "You should probably learn... since your girlfriend is French," She whispered while the word sunk in slowly, it not sounding quite as frightening as I'd expected. I groaned against her lips and reached between our bodies, guiding the head of my dick up and down her soaking wet pussy. Her body shivered underneath mine and I reached for her leg, propping it on my hip while I gave her an inch of me, only for a second. Enough to make her cry out. "Tristan...."

I grinned down at her and moved my lips to her neck, "I like the sound of that."

"My moans?" 

I laughed, "That too." 

"Stop teasing me..." She moaned out.

"I'm not," I said seriously, bringing my eyes back to hers and finally pushing myself deep inside of her, not sure how I had resisted this for long. But one thing I knew for sure? This was exactly how I'd be spending the next few days.