Chapter 48

Aria

I was dangling on the couch, knowing well that my thoughts weren't mine.

"Take, we always have this when we are drunk." Job handed me a mug of hot water.

"I am drunk," I say in my defense.

"Every drunk person says that," Nathan mutters from a corner of the room.

"Drink it, you will feel much r." Job holds my hands with the cup and brings it up my to

mouth.

It tastes like lemon and honey.

"Careful, it's hot." Job announces while I feel him controlling the speed at which my hands

were taking the cup to my mouth.

"Thank you," I say, still feeling weak.

"You should feel better in no time."

"She sure should, cuz she has some explaining to do as to why she was pressing her lips on

my shirt. Now the lipstick stain won't go away."

Nathan's words shocked me and my eyes went wide open.

"I---I did what?"

"Careful Aria, you are strong enough to stand on your feet."

Job was making an effort to keep me in check, but my mind was already busted. Did I do

something stupid in my vulnerable state?

"Never mind, you should get some rest."

I needed to get some and I was trying to be sober.

"Let me help you up to your room." Job said, and without wasting time I was leaning on him

for support, and I got back to my room. He was going to sleep with Nathan in his room, and

the feeling of this beautiful room had not yet been fully enjoyed by me before we stepped

out. Now, I was going to have fun having it all to myself.

"I will leave you to settle in, feel free to call on either of us if you need anything."

"Thank you Job."

That was all I could mutter, in my fight between drunkenness and being sober.

Job left and closed the door behind him, while I managed to get to the bathroom so that I

could splash some water on my face. Well, I decided to get a bath, water always helps with

drunkenness, from all I have heard and watched in movies.

*

I was done with my bath, and my body was responding a little. The light in my room was

switched off, living just the one in the bathroom so that I will have a little bit of brightness in

my space.

I climb on the bed with the nightgown I had purchased when Grandma took me to the market

to get me things before I leave and luckily got me, I had gotten some of these things before

Aliyah had bashed me.

Thinking about Grandma, I pressed my hands on my clothes, wishing she wasn't in any form

of trouble because of me, and without holding back tears in my eyes, all I wished for was to

be able to repay her kindness someday.

I couldn't help but cry at the thought of all the mess I always create whenever I pass

somewhere, but a familiar voice takes me out of my reflections.

"What is the matter my baby girl? Why are you crying?"

I couldn't believe my eyes at who I was seeing.

"Elias?" I called out, hoping I wasn't hallucinating.

"Yes, it's me baby girl, and I am here to make you happy."

"Happy? How are you going to do that?"

"Like this."

I was still trying to assimilate what Elias was talking about when he made his way into a

bedroom and lowered me onto a large and comfortable bed.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked not feeling scared at all, even though I could see

him take off his T-shirt and was giving me a nasty look.

"You will see," Elias said, and without any hesitation, I found myself, wrapped around his

little finger and he snatched me by the waist.

"You have been all naughty tonight, and I will show you what I do to naughty girls." His voice

was hoarse, sending a cold yet sexy shiver down my spine.

Elias stared down at my hands as I unzipped his pants. I knew there was a war going on in

that beautiful head of his, but I also knew that while I may have lost the war, I sure as fuck

was going to win this battle. I knew now that he wanted me as much as I wanted him, so it

was only a matter of time before he gave in and fucked me. If I couldn’t have him in my

pussy tonight, then I was going to have him in my mouth.

I dug my knees on the bed and leaned forward. I was downright giddy with excitement while

I watched Elias reach down and free his cock for me. My eyes widened at the sight of it,

making him give a deep chuckle. My hands had already told me he was big, but I hadn’t

realized how big. There was a heavy thickness to him that had my pussy clenching. My

pants were still unbuttoned and my top still bunched up above my tits, and I thought about

how easy it would be to just rip off these clothes and bend over, begging him to fuck me.

I didn’t want our first time to be like that, though. Elias was still hesitating, fighting to do what

he thought was the right thing. I wanted him when he realized that fucking me was the right

thing. If I told him right now about all the times I’d thought about him fucking a baby into me,

he’d probably have a heart attack. I couldn’t help but giggle at the idea.

He raised an eyebrow at me, wondering what I was laughing about.

“There are just so many things I want you to do to me, Elias,” I said, not willing to tell him the

entire truth yet. “And so many things I want to do to you.”

His cock looked so powerful, but the skin looked like it would be so soft. I leaned over him,

letting my tits slide along his shaft, wanting to feel that soft skin against my own. I squeezed

my tits together, gently cupping his cock between them, and stroked him gently.

“Fuck, Aria,” he groaned as I rolled my tits along his skin.