Chapter Three: In Which He Wants To Forget

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I should note that this chapter has some steamy bits, so proceed with caution!

What the fuck just happened?

My Ari with Benjamin.

How the hell did that happen? Actually I don't care, fuck the pair of them.

I need to get out of here but where was I supposed to go? Benjamin took my stuff to his house. Including my keys. Why didn't I see it earlier? All the little touches to his house, and both of them trying to tell me but I wouldn't listen, because Ari was all I could see.

Except now she's Ariel.

The pain in her eyes when I said it will be one I wouldn't forget. It was like I had just ripped out her out, when in fact she destroyed mine. If only I told her. If only I didn't push her away, then Benjamin wouldn't have swooped in like the legal eagle he was and take her away from me.

I head over to the bar, I need more than a drink, I need to forget about the girl I've loved all my life. I'm given a bottle of top shelf scotch a welcome home present of some sort. What a welcome it was. I'm heading out but acutely aware I don't want to be alone tonight.

Candice is across the room, her intoxication evident as she sways. A guy with slicked back oily hair, and multiple chains leers into her as if he wants to eat her, or eat her out but you get the gist. Tonight she's going to be my meal.

Walking over to her, I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close. "Let's get out of here." I kiss behind her ear, and nibble her ear. "Bring your sister too."

Candice's eyes widen immediately pushing the guy away, and I smile.

Still got it

She leaves for a couple of minutes and retrieves her sister from the clutches of a guy. While waiting I made some arrangements. Ten minutes later we're all in the back of an uber on my way to my apartment.

I'm in the middle, a girl on each side, and in eerie synchronisation, a hand grabs my back of my hair, and yanks at it. Warm, hot tongues lick up my neck, nibbling at my ear. One hand trails down my chest, whilst another grabs the inside of my thigh, their hand a firm grip on my cock. She starts to rub, hard and fast and I don't know whose doing what, but don't care.

"Hey cut it out back there, this ain't no blow and go. I'm going to pull over."

I pull the hand away, and pry hands from my chest and thigh, the uber arriving at my apartment complex. The elevator door opens and I slam one of the girls against the mirrored walls, gripping her hair as I suck on her neck, she squeals and tilts her head back to give me more access. I rub up against her, with each stroke, her dress hitches up until it's at her waist. I slip a hand between her thighs, running my middle finger down her moist, and warm slit, and moved away. I just want to tease her a little, but she has other ideas guiding my finger back. Behind me the other girl has her hands around my buckle, her hand slipping inside, stroking my cock through the outside of my boxers.

The elevator doors ping, and Candice skimmies her dress down, whilst I suck her juices of my finger, and offer it to her. Before she can get to me, an elderly couple a few doors away gingerly walk in giving me the stink eye. They're going to be in for a shock with the sound effects, especially with my thin walls. Slapping each girls ass I pushed them forward. I hope they are screamers, that's such a turn on.

Texting from the club my neighbour Joe slips my spare key under my mat. It's the most obvious place but who the hell would want to steal from me?

After multiple attempts to unlock the door I enter my sparse apartment, my mouth not leaving Candice's. I graze my teeth down her neck and suck at her skin. Her breasts are more than I can handle, massaging her breasts, her nipples stand to attention. I roll the pebbles in between my fingers, and pinch. They may be fake but in my hands are amazing.

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