|Call the Shots
Author: Marisa Vanderbilt PM
Ariana's a stripper/prostitute running from her past. Brayden saves her one night & finds out what she does. Brayden is determined to figure out why she is selling her body when she doesn't need the money & hiding the truth. A crazy ex, protective friends & a secret past, Brayden finds that he is doesn't call the shots and falls for Ariana, who was never taught how to loveRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 8 - Words: 35,236 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 09-20-12 - Published: 06-30-12 - id: 3037639
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Chapter 8: Ariana
I flipped Cole off. I cannot believe he threw me in the pool. He slung an arm over my shoulders with a huge smile on his face. "Come on you can't be that mad at me, I mean it was funny."
I crossed my arms. "Fuck off Cole." I bit my lip to keep from smiling. Cole was like a giant kid, he never really grew out of his boyish stage and I knew he didn't mean to do it to piss me off.
"Smile," Dylan said and I uncrossed my arms and slid one around his waist with a smile. He was one of those genuine people it was hard to stay mad at. "Look." Cole and I walked over to Dylan and looked at the picture.
"That's a good one!" Cole said enthusiastically. "Keep it." He gave me one more smile. "Sorry Ari but it was funny and plus you love me." He kissed me on the cheek and trotted back over to where the boys were playing football. Dylan handed me a towel he had thrown over his shoulder and I wrapped it around my body.
"Thank Dylan," I smiled at him and went to sit next to Emilio.
"Hey," he grinned and took off his sunglasses.
"Baby why didn't you sit next to me?" Brayden asked faking a pout and I rolled my eyes.
"Because Emilio is ten times more interesting than you," I said under my breath so hopefully he couldn't hear but Emilio did and he chuckled.
"I'm more interesting than Brayden?" he nodded in Brayden's direction who was still pretending to be upset because I didn't sit next to him.
"Yeah defiantly," I tossed the towel on the ground. I could feel his eyes on my body and I hid a blush. The rest of the evening seemed to go off without a hitch. Tim said he'd had a lot of fun and his mom came to pick him up. I talked to Emilio most of the time, only being interrupted by Dylan snapping pictures or Brayden making a stupid comment. I found out that Emilio was apart of S.W.A.T and he was invited to the Beau because his dad had protected the Gilligan's for years. The Gilligan's are the people who made up the Beau a century and a half ago and its a yearly tradition for them to throw it. He went on to tell me more about S.W.A.T but to be honest, I wasn't paying too much attention, I was too busy picturing him in uniform. He had an older brother Stephan who was also in the service.
He told me his whole life story basically but it wasn't too boring. He said that over the years, he and Brayden seemed to have switched places. Emilio said that when they were in high school, he was the heartbreaker and Brayden was the sweetheart and I quote, "He really is nice once you get past his ego." I laughed. Apparently Braydon was five of six kids and his dad was some big time CEO. It was such a cool conversation and by the time we were talking about my life, most of the people there were gone and it was just the same group from the other day. We were all in my basement sitting on the floor taking shots. It was always easier to talk about my life when I was not sober or if I had a little buzz. We were both laying on our backs on the floor looking up at the ceiling and my eyes were closed.
"So what about you? You got siblings?" Emilio asked taking a shot and I nodded.
"Yeah older sister named Quinn," there was light conversation going on around the room and I was sober enough to see Ariel laid all up on Brayden on the floor.
"You guys get a long?" He asked looking at me and I shook my head.
"Nah she doesn't like me very much."
"Because she's a bitch," Dylan cut it. Thank the lord because that was somewhere I was not willing to go. No matter how drunk I am. "She's always been jealous of Ari because she's well..Ari."
"What do you mean?" Emilio asked looking from me to Dylan the room seemed to get quiet. Oh great.
"You see Ari's one of those people that are just naturally good at everything without even trying and Quinn resents her because-"
"That's not completely true," I downed my second shot and laid back down.
"Ari, name one thing your not good at?" Ariel questioned.
"Cooking," I said closing my eyes again.
"You can cook Ari, your not the best but you are able to cook." Dylan said and I could hear his smirk. "Name one thing Ari."
"Shut up Dylan," I murmured and he chuckled.
"Quinn resents Ari, always has. End of story." Dylan said ending that awkward conversation and I only scoffed. "What?" Dylan said looking at me.
"You know damn well that's not why she hates me," another shot.
"I find it hard to hate you Ariana," Emilio smiled at me. "Your just not a hate able person."
"Yeah right," Elena said and I sat straight up.
"Why are you even here?" Brayden all but growled before I could even reply. Everyone but her two friends glared at her. "Like Ariana said before: you can leave, its not like you were even invited."
"Why are you even defending her? She's just one of those whores you slept with!" Elena stood up and yelled at Brayden.
"We didn't sleep together," I said calmly. I could feel my heart pumping. This bitch was asking for a beat down.
"Yeah fucking right!-" She started but I stopped her by putting my hand up.
"Are you really that insecure about your non-existent relationship with Brayden? He obviously doesn't like you anymore and he doesn't like me like that so whats all this ranting about? He doesn't like you Elena and in all honestly I don't blame him because you fucked it all up yourself. So I'm not warning you anymore, you know where the door is, you can let yourself out." I looked at Kelly and that other girl. "Y'all can stay as long as you don't act like that." I motioned to Elena and they nodded. Elena's jaw dropped open as she looked at her two friends but they didn't even move to follow her. I took another shot, closed and laid back down. Peace at last.
It was all fine and dandy but we were all semi-drunk when one of Elena's friends, Kristen, suggested that we play seven minutes in heaven. What a childish game but none of us were sober enough to say no so we grabbed a bottle and began to play. It was fun. Elizabeth had gone in with Will and came out rather...flustered. It landed on me and inwardly I groaned. "Do I really have to go in?"
"Of course you do!" Ariel said blindfolding me and shoving me in the closet. I sighed after a few seconds and the door reopened. Thank god I wasn't sober, otherwise I would be a nervous reck. I knew whoever it was just standing. But they were definitely there. I felt hands cup my face and then soft lips brushed mine. They kissed me again and this time much deeper. He stroked my bottom lip with his tongue, willing me to open my mouth and let him in. I opened and he moaned pressing me up against the wall. I felt my legs get weak as I got lost in the kiss just when I was about to fall he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around their waist. Tingles exploded all over my body.
His hands ran up and down my spine as his lips and tongue kissed, sucked, licked, and nibbled on my neck and collar bone. I tilted my head back to give him better access, when he found a particularly sensitive spot, right over my pulse I moaned. He growled against my skin grinding his bottom half against me I gasped. His hard on was rubbing against my core and these booty shorts wasn't covering shit. I tried to focus on something else but his penis was so big. I grinded back on him. "Fuck." He groaned.
He pushed the triangle that was covering my breast away and cupped them in his hands, rolling his thumbs over my nipples. I whimpered. Hold on a minute. Big penis... I reached up to clutch at his hair as he started to suck and lap my nipple, "Oh fuck—Brayden!" I moaned as he grinded again, harder this time, taking me closer to the edge.
"How'd you know it was me baby?" He muttered breathlessly against my nipple. I almost laughed at the term of endearment but I found it turning me on even more.
"I'm pretty sure no one else out there has this," I ground on his hard member, harder than he did me and he groaned into my neck. Brayden didn't respond. He just pressed his lips roughly to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth, for another of the most thorough kisses of my life. His hand had left my back, only to glide back to my ass with his other hand. He used that hold to pull me close. Our cores grind through our clothing, making both of us let out some sort of noise and begin rubbing against each other as we kissed. As much as I didn't want to stop, we only had seven minutes and I would hate to come out looking like we just had sex. No matter how willing I was.
I pulled away, "Brayden," he moved to my neck again, kissing it softly. "We have to stop."
"No we don't," his tongue licked my collarbone, stroking it softly. My mind began to wonder to pleasure again but I needed to stop before I do something I'm going to regret.
"Yes, our times almost up," I moan and I can feel him sigh.
"Damn I know," he kissed me deeply one more time before sitting me back down on the ground. I pulled the blindfold off my face only to see darkness. I could feel him move away from me and flicked the light switch on. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the light. Part of me was scared to look at him because I knew if I did, his eyes would match mine. I ran a hand through my tangled hair and looked up at him. Our eyes met and I instantly felt an unsatisfied ache between my legs. I bit my lip. I probably looked a mess. I looked down and adjusted my bikini top and rebutton my shorts. I guess he did that while I wasn't paying attention. I looked up at him and he leaned down to kiss me softly. "We aren't finished Ariana." His voice as deep and husky as his breath tickled my lips.
"What do you mean?" I whispered.
"I can't get you all hot and bothered and not finish the job," he smiled with his hand still on the side of my face. I raised my eyebrows and he chuckled. "Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you." The door flew open and I jumped away from Brayden. Ariel and Emilio were standing there. Ariel gave me a grin that said, "I know everything" and Emilio just kind of looked between the two of us. Awkward. I saw Ariel's eyes travel downwards and widened. I glanced. Yep, Brayden was still quite aroused. He winked at me with a smirk and I followed him out of the closet. The rest of the game was cool but its not like I could even pay attention. Every time I looked up, Brayden or Emilio was watching me. Brayden would always smirk or something that would make me tingle up all over. Emilio would give me a cute little half smile that would make me feel guilty.
What the hell does "I'll take care of you" mean? Does he not know that Emilio and I have a thing? I'd think he'd know, that's his best friend. So he does know but I guess he doesn't care. He definitely didn't care in that closet. I mean I do care that I had a thing with Emilio but what happened in the closet... I couldn't really stop that. The more that I think about it though, the more I realize that I didn't want to stop it. It felt so good. Whenever I was with guys, during my job, they didn't care much about foreplay or kissing. They just fucked me and kicked me out before their wives came home. Its about the customer while I'm a prostitute, if the told me to act like a zebra at a watering hole, then I'd have to do it. They didn't care about me, it was all about them. I hadn't been touched like that for a long time, longer than I care to admit.
I wanted it to happen again. Better yet I wanted to finish it. I glanced up at Brayden and he was watching me again. I bit my lip and looked away.
"You okay?" Dylan asked bumping my shoulder with his and I nodded. "That good huh?" He smirked and nodded towards Brayden. I bumped him hard.
"Shut up Dylan," I muttered he laughed.
"He must've been I haven't seen you on edge like this for a while." I began to panic. Is he the only one who picked up on it? Shit am I being that obvious. He chuckled again. "Its cool only Aiden, Kayla and Ariel can tell don't worry sunshine." I sighed "He didn't hurt you did he?" I looked up at him, surprised.
"No of course not," I shook my head.
"Okay just making sure," he rolled his eyes. "You know how Aiden is." I nodded glancing at Aiden who was watching the two of us talk. I gave him a small smile to say I was okay and he gave a barely noticeable nod. When we finished the game, everyone found there way to a place to sleep. I made sure everyone was comfortable before heading to my room. I was a little nervous, what if he's there? I took a deep breath and opened the door, I let out a breath to find my room empty. I felt a little disappointment. Would he seriously come here tonight? Doubt it. I put on some pajamas and tossed my clothes in the hamper. I turned the light off and slipped under the covers. I was bummed out a bit. I was expecting him to come tonight and it sucked that he didn't show. Maybe he meant another time. I was falling asleep when I heard my bedroom door open. I felt myself smile but remained where I was. I felt the bed dip and he pulled my body into him. My face was on his chest and he was stroking my hair before I felt him pull back to look at me. His hand moved to cup my face and I slowly opened my eyes.
Brayden's eyes had me lost for a minute before I kissed him. Brayden kissed me back, without hesitation, one of his hands sliding up my spine to tangle in my hair. His lips were just as warm and soft as they were the first time he had kissed me. This time, though, he didn't taste like vodka. He just tasted like toothpaste and mouthwash. It was amazing.
I let out a gasp when he touched the tip of his tongue to my bottom lip before parting my lips to meet his tongue with mine. Brayden made a noise in the back of his throat, somewhere between an approving hum and a groan before clutching me even tighter to him.
We kissed for a while, with our tongues sliding together and our bodies so close. He moved so that he was positioned between my legs and through his boxers, I could feel that he was hard—incredibly so. Which was why I couldn't stop the whimper from escaping when he grinded into me a repeatedly. Thankfully, the sound was muffled by Brayden's mouth on , that didn't last for much longer. He broke the kiss, still holding me firmly against him, only to trail his lips up along my jaw until his mouth was by my ear once again. I started to shake with anticipation. My ears were so sensitive, just the feeling of his warm breath against them made me ache with need than the kiss had.
"I've wanted you for a while." My hips bucked against him and he groaned. "Ever since you laid down in bed with me that night," he kissed me again, hard, shoving his tongue in my mouth taking my breath away. He took my shirt off. I wasn't wearing a bra and I quickly covered myself with my arms. He pulled my hands away and kissed each one of my breast tenderly, "There's no need for that, you've got nice boobies." I couldn't help but chuckle and he smiled as he kissed down my neck again. Brayden started sucking on my nipples and slipped my underwear off and tossed them to the side. He sat up and looked at me fully. I blushed. "You are incredibly beautiful Ariana," he said hoarsely running a hand down my side.
We began kissing again and I turned him over so that I was straddling his waist. Taking advantage of my position over him, I just started spreading kisses all across his chest, at the same time it was my hands now that explored his inches. I sucked and licked and watched his skin getting red. I could hear him moaning softly. With a mysterious grin stamped on my face and while staring at Brayden in his silver lustful eyes, I moved lower with my mouth. Finally reaching his boxers, I didn't worry about taking them off for a second. "You're a wild one, aren't you?" Brayden asked me, completely nude. I had a hard time focusing. His body was phenomenal.
"Oh yes, I am, baby. And you don't know how much," offering him a provoking grin, Brayden was about to open his mouth to speak up again when I just plunged my head and gave him what he wanted. He whimpered as I took his head in my mouth making small circles with my tongue. I pulled him out and started stroking him slowly. I licked away the precome greedily running my tongue up and down the
"Ariana, please," he begged and I smirked. I took him in my mouth again. Licking him slowly as I took most of his entire shaft into my mouth. "Fuck." He moaned pulling my hair out of my face as he watched me work him in my mouth. I found myself moaning because it felt so good having someone this big down my throat. Yeah, I sound like a whore but so what, I loved giving oral. I moved more slowly and tightened my throat muscles around him, making him come down my throat. I pulled him out and with a satisfied smirk after swallowing his big load. He pulled me up to meet his mouth with mine. I was still on top of him and I felt so small but he held me tight.
Suddenly pulling me up to change positions, he added, "It's my turn to return the favor." I watched him. Yet, he was slowly in his moves. He wanted to provoke me. Brayden licked my breasts and then, just like me, he started to go down, spreading kisses down cross my belly. To make me beg for pleasure, he only kissed and licked me around my core. And, listening to my breath fastening, Brayden looked up at me with a smirk. Son of a bitch. Impatient, I said, "God, I can't believe you're making me beg... Please Brayden!" He got what he wanted, and so did I.
He dipped his head, slowly, making me plead until the last second, and finally, I was lost on that moment of pleasure. I gasped, moaned, and locked the sheets in my hands. I had to remind myself tons of times to control my moans, because I didn't want anyone to listen to this little... adventure. Brayden kept forcing my legs apart, never taking a break. I was going crazy, so caught up in that sensation. And finally, it was my turn to climax, it had been damn good. So, after I came, I lifted my gaze and found Brayden looking at me. I didn't wait for him to rest; I pulled him up and reached hungrily for his lips, needing to feel his skin against mine.
He grinned against my lips but returned the kiss with the same hunger. I pushed my hips up to rub against him and we both moaned into the kiss. "You sure you want to do this baby?" he asked pulling back to look at me and I nodded vigorously. "Do you have a condom?"
"I'm on birth control," he nodded and I felt the head of his cock prod against my entrance not even three seconds later. As he slowly and carefully pushed in, I moaned again and reached up to clutch tightly at his upper arms, arching my back. He was so fucking huge. It didn't hurt but damn.
"You okay?" He asked looking down at me and I gave him a reassuring smile. "I'll give you a minute, tell me when I can move."
"Okay," I muttered, and he began placing kisses all over my neck and face. I wrapped my arms around his back as I turned my head to the side to capture his lips with my own. The movement of our lips and tongues together helped me concentrate on something other than the stretching of him being inside of me. "Move," I murmured against Brayden's lips, thrusting myself on him. "Please." With a loud groan, Brayden did just that. He drew his hips back, until just the head of his dick was still inside me, and then shoved in again. He repeated the motion over and over, finding a rhythm that had me digging my nails into his shoulder blades and had him gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. I moaned out his name and curse words as he hit my g-spot with every thrust. It wasn't long until I could feel myself nearing the edge of an impending orgasm.
I groaned as his lips wrapped around one of my nipples. "Fuck, Brayden—yes."
He chuckled and panted into my neck as he began to pick up the pace. And I couldn't keep quiet. The curses, gasps, whimpers, moans, and Brayden's name poured out of my mouth without restraint. In an attempt to muffle myself, I crushed my lips against Brayden's and kissed him hard. He groaned into my mouth and jerked his hips forward erratically, breaking his rhythm as his orgasm hit. I let out the loudest moan yet as I came to the feeling of him coming inside me. Once he had finished riding his orgasm out, Brayden pressed kisses all over my face. I smiled lazily and he rolled off of me. I felt him get up.
Oh no. This was always the worst part of the job. When they just left or expected me to leave. The emptiness hit me like a runaway train. He looked at me for a moment and I eyed his nakedness, not really prepared for what he was going to say next. Brayden smiled. "I gotta take a piss," he leaned over to kiss my cheek and walked towards the bathroom. I was surprised, he didn't leave. Yet. Curling up in fetal position, I pulled the covers up over my naked body still feeling empty. I loved feeling wanted. Almost more than anything. That's why I didn't mind being a prostitute. Even though half the men are married, they still seem like they wanted me. And that little bit of time of feeling so...wanted makes me feel so good but then it always has to come to an end.
I heard the toilet flush and footsteps. He pulled the blanket around him and pulled me into his arms so our naked bodies were touching and he was spooning me. I felt some of the emptiness fade away, this was defiantly new. No ones ever held me after sex, not for a long time at least. Once again, longer than I care to admit. "Baby, you are amazing in bed," he said bluntly and I laughed.
"I've had lots of practice," I smiled and he laughed this time.
"Seriously, I've never seen anyone take me completely without gagging at least a little bit. How did you do that thing with your throat?"
"Its just a trick I've learned over the years," I shrugged but smirked. We were quiet for a couple of minutes and he started stroking my hair.
"Did I...please you?" His voice was low, as he whispered in my ear. I shivered.
"Yes," I said equally as quiet.
"Then why aren't you talking to me?" he turned me around to face him and his eyes searched my face. "Did I hurt you?" His face turned to worry and I shook my head.
"No you didn't hurt me, it was good." I sighed and looked up at him. "I'm just not really...used to this." I motioned in between the two of us.
"What do you mean?" He twirled a piece of my hair with his fingers.
"I'm a prostitute Brayden. Normally I just have sex and either they leave or I leave. I haven't done this," I motioned between us again, "In a while. I'm just not used to it."
"Oh okay." He nodded understandingly. "What else aren't you used to?" He pushed some hair out of my face and started toying with another piece. I closed my eyes.
"Foreplay," I said almost leaning into his touch.
"They don't even do that?" he inquired and I shook my head. "Why not?"
"Its all about the customer and their pleasure," I took a deep breath. "Mine doesn't matter."
"That's the biggest bullshit I've ever heard," He scoffed and I bit back a smile. "I mean I don't think its much fun unless its a give receive type of thing."
"Yeah they just kind of take, they don't really care," I said with a shrug and he paused his toying with my hair took look at me.
"You say it like its no big deal," something flashed in his eyes but it was gone too quick for me to catch it. I sighed.
"I guess I'm just used to it."
"You won't ever have to worry about that with me," he said pecking my lips softly.
"Who said that this is going to happen again?" I grinned.
"Oh it will," he started to play with my hair again but I didn't reply because I knew it would. Just as much as he did. I fell asleep quickly from exhaustion and I heard his breathing slow with mine. I smiled, completely satisfied with what had happened, I haven't felt this good in years.
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