Chapter Six

  Lunch consisted of Dorian and Keeva looking massively overdressed for a burger joint. The two of them at least opting to doff their jackets and roll up their sleeves to eat though. Dorian choosing a burger smothered in japenos while Keeva ate hers without a bun. Flying dutchmen style, she’d called it. Subsequently she had to eat it with a knife and fork. The two of them spending their lunch in retive silence save the sound of radio music pying overhead. The silence only broken by way of Keeva swallowing down a bite of burger with her drink.

  “What do you think everyone here thinks we are?” Keeva asked.

  Dorian, furrowing his brow and scrunching his face as he repyed the question in his head couldn’t make heads or tails of what Keeva just asked.

  “Like reverse people watching, if someone were to make a snap judgement about the two of us what do you think the first thing would be?” Keeva expined.

  “Were wearing bespoke suits and eating at a burger joint,” Dorian began before swaying his head side to side as he considered what that might look like. In the back of his mind wondering if this was somehow another Nicole adjacent sort of question that may have a deeper meaning behind it. Though after a moment of consideration, he had to admit how ridiculous the two must look right now. “Okay yeah I see you’re point.”

  “And…” Keeva said around another bite of burger. “We pulled up in a bcked-out Honda Accord, so if you saw that what would you think huh?”

  Taking in a breath to think about this for a moment, Dorian summoned the image in his mind’s eye. If he were to see this from someone else’s point of view, if he were to walk in and see this what would his first thought be? Thinking back to when he was traveling with Ashley, Dorian felt his stomach churn at the though and nodded in understanding as to what Keeva meant. A reasonable car coupled with a reasonable lunch despite the state of dress. What Nicole expected of quality was lost in subtlety.

  Before he could get too lost inside of his own mind, or vocalize these thoughts for that matter, Dorian felt his phone buzz beside him before the ring summoned his attention further. Picking up the phone from his pocket, he saw the caller ID noted it was Ashley. Turning the phone around to show Keeva, she waved him off to excuse him to answer.

  “Need something?” Dorian asked and felt a pause on the other end. One long enough that Dorian had to check and see if the call hadn’t dropped before returning the phone to his ear.

  “Do you really need to answer the phone like that?” Ashley asked a quavering edge to her voice.

  “No,” Dorian began. “I guess not uhh… hey, how are you?”

  “I’m doing good actually, I’m just on my lunch break at work right now and I just…” Another pause from Ashley, shorter this time but long enough to notice. “Are you alone right now?”

  Looking up at Keeva, Dorian wagged his brow at her as he stood and began to walk out the door. Rounding the corner till he was far enough away from any ambient noise or prying ears.

  “I am now,” Dorian asked, his tone softening. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah!” Ashley chirped albeit a little too quickly before recovering herself. “I mean, yeah, I’m fine I’m safe I mean. I was just, you know… thinking about you.”

  “Did you… want me to let you know what I got here safe?” Dorian asked.

  “No, it’s not that, actually I mean-” Ashley sighed and paused again, that same quavering edge to her voice returning. “I was thinking about you and I started thinking about that night we came home.”

  Dorian felt as though someone had pressed a bde to his chest. Just the very tip pushing far enough into the skin to make the edge known upon hearing the we in Ashley’s statement. Feeling his face contort in a wince as it was now his turn to pause for a moment too long.

  “Hello?” Ashley asked.

  “Yeah, I’m still here, what about that night?” Dorian asked and began to pace the side of the building. His mind beginning to wander back to those moments just before he’d slept, just before the two of them shared the night together. The sound of the highway not far from where he stood causing the back of his mind to summon up the sounds of the highway just beyond the bedroom windows. His fingers gripping the phone tight enough to cause it to creek as his hand instinctually mimicked the way Ashley’s hands gripped onto Dorian’s shirt.

  ~Days earlier~

  Ashley’s hands grip into the colr of Dorian’s shirt, his eyes open slightly as he feels another kiss press to his neck. Ashley’s thigh brushing between his legs as she pulls her knee into the crux of his hips. Her lips close enough to feel the smile curling on her face as she can feel the erection pressing into the thin fabric that separates them. Ashley nuzzling her face into his neck as she exhales a warm breath against the skin, feeling the goose bumps rise in the wake.

  “This is our first time sharing a bed.” Ashley said, her voice teasing as she gripped tighter to Dorian’s shirt, pulling him in closer to herself as her thigh pressed against the bulge in his sweats.

  “Because I didn’t want to give you the wrong idea.” Dorian said as he kept his hands wrapped around Ashley’s body albeit a loose grip. Though he couldn’t help himself when his head craned back, exposing his neck.

  “Do I have the wrong idea now?” Ashley asked as her head raised enough to prompt Dorian to look down at her. Her blue eyes catching the dim light coming in from the window as her smile betrayed the underlying giggle perched on her lips.

  Swiping his hand down from where he had it at her back, Dorian’s palm found its way to her exposed thigh. Feeling the softness of the skin still slick and smooth with lotion. His hands gliding up against her thigh till his hand stops just shy of the tails of her shirt. Pulling his gaze down to meet hers, Dorian sees the way Ashley draws her bottom lip back, her teeth pressing gently in anticipation. A hand coming up to cup Doiran’s cheek while her thigh pulls from where it presses into Dorian’s hips. Her body tangling around his as she pulls herself overtop of Dorian’s p. Her thighs sitting on either side of his hips now as she straddles him while Dorian ys on his back.

  With fingers cing and tangling into the hem of his shirt, Ashley paws at Dorian’s abdomen while the button down she wears falls to one side to expose her shoulder. The slightest hint of cleavage peeking through as the shirt she wears threatens to sluff from her form at the slightest motion. Dorian’s hands finding their way to Ashley’s thighs once more as he looks up at her and feels her hands begin to pull and tug at the waist of his sweats.

  Raising his hips enough for Ashley to pull the sweats down, Dorian assists her by pulling and kicking away the pants till they’ve piled up on the floor along with the covers. Ashley’s hands reaching down between Dorian’s hips to pull his cock up, resting the shaft along his lower abdomen as she lowers herself back onto his hips. Dorian, realizing she hadn’t opted to wear any panties as he feels the warmth of her pussy pressing against his shaft. A breath catching in his throat as Dorian swallows hard. His abs curling up as he rises from the bed enough to begin stripping his shirt off before stopping.

  The feel of Ashley’s nails along his abdomen, Dorian pulls his shirt back slowly. Her hand the guiding force as Dorian’s own hands pull back the yer covering his chest. Nails dragging light furrows across his skin. Across the small line of his abdomen, up to the small dip in his sternum. Between the spaces of his pectorals. Past his colr bones and to the start of his neck with the shirt pulling up and over his head. Joining the pile of clothes mounting on the floor.

  With those same nails pressing into his colr, Dorian eases himself back as he watches Ashley’s eyes search his body. Her lips slightly parted as her brows furrow though just barely enough to notice. The way they settle in one pce as she looks at the scar from an old gunshot wound. The way they draw across his form, tracing the line of where the edge of a bde threatened to gut him. Her fingers tracing across each pockmarked scar or patch of raised skin. As though his body were brail and she could somehow divine his story through touch alone.

  Pulling himself up again, this time till his torso is parallel with Ashley’s, Dorian feels the way Ashley’s arms draw up around his shoulders now. Her arms draping across as Dorian supports himself with his hands behind him. His face close enough that there is only a single breath between them. Ashley’s eyes begin to flutter till they are half lidded, her lips parting just slightly less now. Her head cocking to the side as Dorian matches this expression. His eyes slowly coming to a close as his lips part enough before feeling them lock with Ashley’s.

  With arms snaking around the small of Ashley’s back, Dorian drew himself further into Ashley’s kiss with Ashley’s arms doing the same as she raked her nails into Dorian’s hair. Taking a handful and pressing herself even further into his embrace as they parted just enough to let out the softest moan that only further tempered the silence before. Ashley’s hips now rolling across Dorian’s shaft as she moaned and hummed against his lips. Her hand seizing around his jaw to keep him in pce while Dorian’s hand pulled around to Ashley’s chest. His fingers gripping onto the shirt that still clung to Ashlye’s body.

  “Wait!” Ashley protested, breaking the kiss as she still held onto Dorian’s face. Releasing her grip over him as she id a hand over where Dorian gripped onto the shirt and gently pulled his hand away.

  With gentle, tender touches, Ashely pulled at the buttons fastening the shirt together. Each one falling away less with a pop and more of gentle push. The shoulders of her button down falling away to reveal her other shoulder now. The next few buttons unfastening to expose more over her chest, her breasts barely exposed with her cleavage on dispy. The st of the buttons pulling away as Ashley held the shirt against her chest. The slightest movement otherwise causing it to fall from her body. Her gaze tracing across Dorian’s as she can see a hunger in his gaze while she looks down at herself and giggles.

  “Don’t look at me like that~” Ashley coos.

  “Like what?” Dorian asks, his hand pressing into her colr bone as he presses a kiss to her neck. Feeling Ashley crane her head back as she hums in approval.

  “Like…” Ashley began before gasping slightly at the feel of teeth nipping at her neck. “Like you’re ready to tear this thing off me if I let you.”

  Pausing his ministrations, Dorian pulls back and flicks his gaze to where Ashley kept her hands pinning the shirt to her chest. His hands drawing back to support himself as he waited. Ashley’s lips curling into a smile with her eyes sparking with a solemn gratitude as she shrugs the st of the cloth from her form. Her arms slipping from the sleeves as she pulls it around to her front. Taking the sleeves as she folds them back. Taking the tails and folding them over on themselves. The actions gentle and slow before pcing the shirt to the side of the bed as though it were made of smoke and any sudden motion would whisk it away.

  Leaning back further onto his elbows, Dorian takes in the sight of Ashley’s body. Her pallid and fair skin seeming to glow under the dull light. Her waist tapering in before swelling out around her hips with her breasts sloping gently against her chest. Dorian’s hand tracing along her abdomen as Ashley takes him by the wrist. Guiding his touch along her torso as she pulls his hand into her chest. Dorian’s fingers pressing in around the soft skin as Ashley draws her bottom lip against her teeth. Her free hand slipping down between her legs as she begins to roll her hips against Dorian’s shaft. Her fingers circling around her clit as she regards him with those half-lidded eyes. The dusting of blush across her cheeks glowing on her face.

  The moans that escape her mouth coming in soft cords as she runs her bia across Dorian’s shaft. Feeling his hand press into her chest as her fingers work around her clit. Her bottom lip popping from where she pinned it with her teeth as her lips part enough to let out a gasp of a moan.

  “Come here~” Dorian whispers as he brings himself up. His hand wrapping around the small of his back as he brings his other up across her torso again.

  With their bodies pressing together, Dorian turns Ashley around so that her back is on the bed now. His body looming over her while Ashley keeps his hand in hers. Pulling it up as she guides it along her neck, up across her chin till she presses a kiss to the palm of her hands. Her teeth nipping at the tip of his thumb before her full lips close around his digit. Drawing it into her mouth with a gentle pull as her tongue circles around it. Tasting the salt of his skin, feeling the coarseness of his hands.

  Upon releasing his hand, Ashley pulls the fingers she slipped around her clit, her finger tips shiny and slick from her body as she offers them out to Dorian’s awaiting lips. Her slender fingers hanging like grapes from a vine as Dorian takes them into his mouth just the same. His lips close in around the tips of her fingers as he ps and sucks away the sweetness left behind by her body. A subtle taste of what he can’t resist as he presses a kiss to her palm now and lowers himself down. His head slipping to her hips as he presses a kiss to her inner thigh. His eyes gazing up at Ashley from under his brow as she hoists herself up onto her hands to look down at him. His eyes questioning as she gives the slightest nod before feeling her head snap back at the feel of his tongue plunging inside of her.

  The sudden gasp that fills her throat nearly bellowing out of her lips had she not cpped a hand over her mouth. Her fingers tightening across her chin as she colpses into the bed. Her body shivering and quaking as she’s left sck while Dorian seizes his hands around her hips to pull her in closer. His tongue slithering between her bia as he parts them to either side, curling it up and into her body to explore her hips as he can feel the smallest drops begin to run down his chin. His tongue retracting only long enough for Dorian to fill his lungs with another breath before pushing himself back in as he can taste her sweetness on his tongue. Her body shivering and quaking under his touch while her moans begin to eke from where her fingers csp around her mouth.

  Reeling and rolling her hips into Dorian’s touch in the sparse moments where her body will respond beyond just shaking itself to pieces, Ashley runs a hand down her chest. Her hands tracing along her abdomen as she eventually finds Dorian’s grasping hand meeting hers. The two tangling their fingers together while Dorian presses his palm into her abdomen as though pinning her to the spot. As though she were small and light enough that the simple pressure would keep her from being blown away by the slightest breeze. Though Ashley understood why he’d sought to pin her in pce when he felt the way his shoulders bucked under her knees. Her legs draping around Dorian’s neck as he pushed himself even further into Ashley’s body. His tongue circling around her clit now as he let out a warm breath against the expose skin. His fingers working deftly as they curled up and into the small point of pressure that was her g spot.

  With shivers becoming full body quakes that rattled her to the core, Ashley wasn’t sure if she’d be able to stay quiet much longer. She could only scream just loud enough for her fingers to catch. Her orgasm coming like a wave as it washed over her. A sudden deluge of her own body flooding from her pussy as she felt herself clench tight around Dorian’s fingers and shiver. Her hands smming down to either side of the bed to take hold of the sheets to steady herself before finally gaining enough strength to start pushing Dorian away. Her legs pressing into his shoulders as her thighs squeezed around her head. It wasn’t that she didn’t want this anymore, rather it was she didn’t know how much more she could take before she’d scream.

  Pulling himself away at the first sign of resistance, Dorian looked up at Ashley with pleading eyes. His expression searching and waiting. Ashley returning his gaze with a soft smile and a giggle before another tremor wracked her body. That same smile fading upon seeing Dorian step off the bed and retrieve the sweats he’d worn just moments before. Despite the way the light outside silhouetted his form and brought even more attention to the way his member stood on end against his hips. Though this seemed to matter little when he slipped the pants on and the shirt after that.

  “Wait…” Ashley pleaded as she looked at the bulge in Dorian’s pants before looking back up at him. Crawling her way over to the bed as she bit her lower lip and reached out to him. Her fingers grazing lightly against the edge of his waist.

  “Was there something else you needed?” Dorian asked, his tone almost formal, almost sterile in a way leaving Ashley to draw her hand back as she sat up in bed. Dorian watching as she drew her hands back for a moment. A pause in these actions before she shook her head and retrieved her button down. Draping it over her shoulders. Securing the buttons one by one.

  “No,” Ashley began and shook her head again, gazing away from Dorian’s form. “Nothing.”

  “Switch spots with me.” Dorian stated as he crawled back onto the bed.

  “Wha-” Ashley began before looking down and blushing at the dark spot she’d left between her legs. A blush coming to her cheeks as she swiped herself across the bed and watched as Dorian id himself down. Pulling back the covers enough to welcome her back into his arms had she chosen to stay.

  Drawing her arms up against her chest, Ashley looked at Dorian before her eyes shifted to the door for just a moment. Her gaze returning to Dorian as he kept the covers open for her, his body still pushing against the length of the sweats at his waist. His body welcoming enough though his eyes seeming to betray something she couldn’t see in the dark of the room. Choosing instead to forgo this as she pulled herself under the covers and settled her head into his chest. Her hands remaining close to her chest as Dorian wrapped an arm around her body. The two drifting off to sleep not long after.

  ~Present Day~

  Opening his mouth, Dorian hoped the words he’d need would find their way to his lips. Instead, he searched around the area before seeing Keeva staring at him through the window where she sat. Her gaze locked onto Dorian as she cocked a brow at him with a question on her face Dorian wasn’t sure how to answer. Turning away for a moment, Dorian tried to find the words again before nearly jumping at the sound of Keeva’s knuckles wrapping on the window behind him. Her index finger circling in the air as a hand sign to finish his call. Dorian nods to her before turning his attention back to Ashley.

  “Hang on, I think I need to-”

  “Yeah.” Ashley interjected with a sigh. “Yeah, I should probably get back to it too. We can talk ter. Stay safe, okay?”

  “Yeah you-” Dorian began before hearing the other line drop as Ashley hung up the call. “Too…”

  Looking down at his phone, Dorian turned his attention at the sound of footsteps approaching. Snatching his coat out of the air when Keeva tossed it his way and swiping it around his shoulders in one fluid motion.

  “Break time’s over, let’s get back to the docks and see what we can find.” Keeva ordered and gestured Dorian to follow.

  “Understood.” Dorian said.