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The problem is, I'm terrified right now. And I don't want to be alone. Not with Robert becoming more aggressive and threatening in his phone calls to me. But, he's always careful to not violate the restraining order. He walks right up to that line but never crosses it – at least not when anybody who can do something about it is looking.
“Fuck!”
My voice echoes around the condo, that feeling of total powerlessness washing over me. I pick up my phone and am just about to push the button to call Olivia – but hesitate. She's got her family. She can't be dropping everything just to run over here and stay with me for the night.
Looking down at the phone in my hand again, I know I have one card I can play. It's far from ideal, but I don't have a lot of good options at the moment.
I press the button and hold the phone to my ear, feeling my heart begin to thump as the call goes through.
* * * * *
“And there's nothing they can do about it?”
I shake my head. “Nope. Not a thing. Not until he does something to violate the restraining order.”
Aaron is sitting on the kitchen counter looking at me. I can see the frustration in his face mixed with a dark anger. Which is exactly how I feel at the moment. He didn't hesitate to come when I called, and the moment he stepped through the door, I felt a lot better.
We had some food delivered and have sat around talking ever since. Aaron pulls some noodles out of the carton with his chopsticks and takes a bite. I can't help but relish the feeling of normalcy. I'm overwhelmed by the feeling of everything being domestic and so – right. Just being with him makes me feel better. It makes me feel safe in ways I can't even begin to describe.
But I hated telling him the whole sordid story about Robert. Sharing that made me feel weak and helpless. It made my life sound like something out of the tabloids, or one of those sensationalized murder investigation shows on TV. But I had to tell him and trust that he wouldn't judge me for it. We've all made mistakes. Robert may be my biggest one to date.
As he listened to me, he didn't judge or look down on me. He just took it all in. Surprisingly enough, I saw nothing but compassion and kindness in his face. Well, that and a grim determination to get Robert out of my life once and for all. And I know it's something I can't do alone.
I'm a strong, independent woman, but I'm also smart enough to know when I'm not safe. And I'm certainly not going to risk my life because of my own stubborn pride. Having a big ego and thinking I can stand up to everybody and everything is a sure way to get me killed – especially when dealing with a psycho like Robert.
“I'm going to put Pete on this,” Aaron says. “If there's a way –”
“No offense, but I don't think this is a situation a lawyer can handle. This is going to require the police to get involved and put Robert in jail. And Detective Lundgren has already told me that's not an option at this point.”
“Pete is the best lawyer I know – present company excluded, of course.”
I laugh softly. “I'm not a lawyer.”
“Not yet, but you will be,” he says confidently. “Anyway, I'm going to have Pete lean on this Detective Lundgren. If there's anything that can be done, he'll find it.”
I sip from my glass of wine, then give him a smile. “Thank you, Aaron. You don't owe me anything, but I appreciate you doing this for me.”
“You're welcome,” he replies. “I just want to make sure you're safe.”
Between the effects of the wine and the comfort of having Aaron here, I'm feeling a thousand percent better. Maybe even more than that. As I look at him and take in his chiseled, beautiful features, I'm overcome with a sense of longing and desire once more. I know I shouldn't. I know that what happened in Portland shouldn't happen again – not until he and I have talked about it and figured out where we're going. But the way his eyes bore into mine, like he's seeing the depths of my soul, sets something ablaze within me.
Setting my glass of wine down, I step over to him and take the carton of food out of his hands. I set it down on the counter, then stand between his legs and wrap my arms around the back of his neck. There's a hunger in his eyes as he slides his hands around my waist and looks at me. He licks his lips and though I see a certain hesitance, I see his desire plain as day.
“Are you sure we should be doing this?” he asks.
“No,” I reply honestly. “But I want to.”
“Good, so do I.”
Aaron presses his mouth to mine. His tongue slips past my lips and touches mine, and I feel tendrils of fire snaking their way through my veins, setting my whole body alight. He slides down from the counter, pulling me tighter to him as our kiss deepens. Aaron is running his hands through my hair, then lets them trail down my back until he's cupping and squeezing my ass.
He pulls my pelvis against his, letting me feel his rigid cock pressed against my belly. I move myself against him, relishing the feel of his stiff rod against my body. It still blows my mind that after all these years, Aaron knows exactly how to set me on fire.
I look up at Aaron as I unbutton his slacks. When I get his zipper down, I reach into his boxers and grab hold of that deliciously long, thick cock of his. Aaron groans as I start to stroke him and the fires of passion inside of me grow higher and hotter with each motion of my hand.
Since he pleasured me so intensely last time, I figure it's only fair that it's my turn. Gripping the waist of his slacks, I push them down as I sink to my knees before him. The look of absolute longing in Aaron's eyes gets me even wetter.
Once I have his shoes and pants off and tossed to the side, I find myself staring at his engorged member. I take him into my hand and look up at him, licking my lips seductively. I've never given Aaron a blowjob before, so there's a nervous flutter in my belly – I don't want to screw it up. But I want to please him, so I lean forward and run the tip of my tongue around the head of his staff.
