The Aftertaste

Chapter Twenty

I knock twice and the door opens with ease. AJ stands in front of me, shirtless. Water droplets slide down his chest and the towel around his waist catches my eyes. I probably look ridiculous with my tear-streaked face and red cheeks.
"Are you okay, baby?"
He rubs my cheek and I shake my head no. I dropped Grayson off with my mom and I've been driving for hours, trying to clear my mind. The drive didn't bring me peace, I feel hollow. Empty. Nothing like a person.
"I want to feel." I whisper, looking him in the eyes. He looks innocent but the fire behind his eyes says otherwise. How did I end up here and what is this tingling sensation. He pulls me in, his hands around my waist.
"Tell me what you want to feel."
His voice is husky and he's breathing on my face. The bodywash envelopes me and I'm high. Beyond high.
"Y-you."
"Say it like you mean it."
I'm hot. I want this man to fulfill what I'm missing.
"I want to feel you, please."
"Good girl."
I'm lifted over his shoulder and he's carrying me to the bedroom. The thought of him satisfying my needs makes my mouth water. He slams me on the bed, letting his towel fall in the process. My mouth waters at the sight of him fully naked and erect. I want to take him in my mouth.
"You're going to do what I say and I'm going to satisfy you in ways you couldn't imagine."
I nod. Anything for him to touch me. He starts ripping my clothes off, revealing every inch of me.
"Get on your knees."
Before I can obey, he has me on the ground, face to face with his cock. I'm hungry. I've never been treated like this during sex, and it has me aroused, hungry for more.
My lips wrap around him, and he pulls my hair into a fist, forcing every inch in. I can't breathe but I suck. His moans are loud and satisfying. Something about pleasing him gets my juices running and my jaws work harder. He's shaking and jerking my head harder, faster.
"I'm going to cum. Don't stop, baby. Please me."
He snatches away and dumps his load on my breast. It's warm and sticky. I watch him rub it off with the towel before slamming me back on the bed. I hear my phone ringing somewhere on the floor and I ignore it. This isn't the time.
"You're so fucking beautiful. It's my turn to please you, baby."
My legs are in the air and he's kissing my thighs. It feels so good, my moans fill the room. My phone continues to ring but I can't bring myself to interrupt this. My fingers grip his hair and I guide him to my sweet spot. He pulls away, returning to kissing my thighs. I can feel my juices dripping down and I'm shaking. My phone rings, almost pulling me from my thoughts.  His mouth gets closer and warmer as he inches up, before I feel his mouth cover my entireties. He sucks and licks and I'm moaning.
"Don't fucking cum." He growls, nibbling my clit. There's no way I can hold back. My legs shake harder and he pulls away. I can feel a cool breeze across my ass and I shiver.
"Why'd you st-" I groan.
"Did I say fucking talk?"
Oh my. I stare at him as he rubs up my lips and sucks his fingers clean. My God. I want to moan just looking at him. I don't know what came over me but I'm horny. His fingers slide inside of me and I'm a moaning mess. I ride his fingers, wanting more and more.
"You better cum."
His mouth is on me before I can say anything and he's sucking my clit hungrily. My body shakes as I scream and squirt in his mouth. He licks and sucks every drop. My phone rings again. He stands up, revealing a still very erect penis. I blush, watching him wipe his face off with the towel. My phone rings again and I groan. I snatch it off the ground.
"Did I say move? We aren't done."
I roll my eyes, clearly he can't hear anymore.
"My phone has rung five times, I think this is important."
It begins ringing again and I answer it without looking.
"We need to talk." Joe spits. I'm confused. Talk? We?
"Talk about what?"
"Meet me downtown. I'll send you the address."!
I nod even though he can't see me.
"Downtown."
The phone gets quiet. AJ is still standing over me, his manhood ready for whatever's next.
"I have to go, baby sitter emergency."
He frowns and I ignore it, rambling for his shirt and sweats. His eyes show surprise and frustration. Parts of me want to stay but the selfish parts of me are satisfied with the two times I came without asking or obeying. A secret I'll keep to myself. I slip on my shoes and head out.

It's late when I arrive. It's a hotel downtown. A hotel. Why a hotel. I'm quiet as I wait for him to come get me. Why are we meeting here? What was so urgent that he interrupted my evening. I sigh as his shadow comes to view and he buzzes me in. His face is every bit of angry. The walk to the room is silent and urgent.
The hotel room is every bit of luxury. I've never been here and I wish I had.
"So wh-"
"What the fuck is actually wrong with you? You-you really have to be fucked up." Joe is yelling and throwing shit off the table.
What the actual fuck. The table is bare now and he slams some papers on the table.
My eyes focus on "Paternity Test" and my heart drops. Who's papers are those?
"Joe, I can ex-"
"Explain then. What the fuck is wrong with you."
My hands shake as I pick up the paper. Grayson's name and Joe's name is very much visible. I'm trembling. I can't explain.
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I can't. My lungs burn. He's just staring at me, anger filling the space around us. My vision gets blurry and I feel myself being sucked in the abyss.