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"You're quiet," Ariana observed, reaching to turn down the music that I'd purposely turned up.

I was always quiet before I went to Aidan's, she just wouldn't know that because I usually drove myself. Tonight, however, she damn near insisted that we ride together.

It didn't bother me at first, because we arrived and left at the same time anyway, but now that she was trying to talk to me, I was getting annoyed because I didn't want to talk.

"I'm just focusing," I replied, "Trying not to think about other stuff."

"Other stuff like what?"

"About anything other than the next couple of hours."

Instead of letting it go as I'd hoped, she proceeded to ask more questions, "I noticed you seem stuck in your head again. Everything okay?"

Ariana was a great friend to me. She'd helped me countless times without question and was always available if I needed her, whether that be a sounding board or a warm body pressed against mine.

With that being said, she was also nosy, slightly controlling, and hated changed.

My eyes stayed on the windshield, "I'm fine."

"I'm looking out for you, Ken."

The same words that Jailyn had told me weeks ago.

I wasn't sure where they got the notion that I needed to be looked out for to the point that they intruded on my space, but it was getting old.

"You don't always think with your head." Ari continued, "And I'm not judging, but-"

"Why are we having this conversation right now? I've seen you multiple times, but you waited until now to bring it up?"

I didn't care if she could hear that I was irritated because I wanted her to know.

"You can't go through life acting as if sex makes the world spin. There's more to life than that."

Ariana didn't get a reply, and I hoped she wasn't waiting for one because I wasn't giving it to her. Of course, I knew sex wasn't the only thing that mattered, but it was high on the list for me.

People got in relationships because they needed something from the other person. It was usually money, and I had a job. Companionship, but I had friends and family. Marriage, maybe, but I didn't see that in the cards for me anytime soon. The only part of a relationship that I would benefit from is sex.

Maybe if I ever fell in love I would see the draw.

I turned the volume back up, and the remainder of the ride was uncomfortable. I hated the fact that she chose this moment to broach the subject, ruining the good mood I was in before I walked out of the door.

By the time we arrived at Aidan's, I just wanted to go back home. Likely sensing this, Ariana sighed and gave me an apologetic look, "I shouldn't have brought it up right now."

"Thank you." I replied, "I get what you're tryna' say but I also feel like there's nothing to be worried about so it's kind of annoying."

She looked like she wanted to respond but decided to smile instead, "We'll talk about it later."

Oh, like that was her damn idea.

After Ari grabbed what she wanted to bring in, we walked towards the front as we had so many times before, but it felt.... different. It felt like something was off, but I contributed the feeling to our small disagreement in the car.

Once inside, we briefly socialized with others before we broke away to a room that was wasn't being used.

It didn't take long for me to strip and gather my hair to move it off the nape of my neck, piling it on top of my head. I then sank to the position that Ariana preferred and worked to make my thoughts silent.

My eyes were closed but someone was watching me. It felt like everyone was watching me.

As with all of our scenes, Ariana was the planner. She knew my limits and would build around that, incorporating both of our desires.

Goosebumps rose on my skin, a reaction to the soft blindfold that now covered my eyes and the silk material that bound my wrists behind me.

She helped me lie back, Her hand ghosting over my hardened nipples, slightly twisting and tugging. The hand that wasn't doing the teasing found it's way to my lips, dipping inside for unnecessary lubricant because I was already wet.

Ariana gave a light laugh when She found that to be true, "Take a deep breath."

A hiss escaped my lips, and I realized that the lubricant wasn't unnecessary, because it helped engorge my clit so that Ariana could effortlessly place the clamp on my clit. Seconds after, the other end of the metal stretched across my abdomen to attach themselves to my nipples.

"Fuck." I moaned loudly pushing against Her fingers in an effort to increase the pace. They continued to move slowly, Ariana's thumb brushing against my clit every time Her middle fingers came towards me.

"Not tonight." Ari's voice came, "I let you talk earlier, remember?"

She knew I wouldn't be able to be quiet, so her request was simply to have an excuse to punish me, a game I loved to play. My theory was confirmed when the slightest whine left my throat and Ariana removed Her fingers and turned me onto my stomach so that my ass was in the air.

She didn't immediately begin, running her hands over my exposed pussy slowly, "You wanted them to see how your pussy drips? My attention slut."

The tips of a flogger ran across my skin causing a shudder to go through my body. That was the only warning I was given before it connected firmly against a different area of flesh, the mixture of pleasure of pain making me moan the number She wanted to hear, "1."

Leather landed against me, sharper than last time, "What did I just say, Kensley?"

I didn't count that time, and She hit the same spot, "I don't hear you counting."

It continued to rise and fall, each hit making contact with a different part of my body until I was reduced to a panting ball of frustration.

"Please?" I begged softly.

I wanted Her to take the clamp off because I knew what awaited me. I wanted the feeling so badly and She wouldn't give it to me.

The falls of the flogger found me once more, then Ariana was in front of me pulling my face down to Her pussy. She began to fuck my face, holding me in place as She worked towards Her climax, moans falling from her lips.

Her hips sped up, rocking faster against me indicating that She was about to cum. I still had on the blindfold, and thus had no way of knowing that someone was approaching me until the clip was removed.

"Fuck!" I shouted in surprise as blood raced back to my overstimulated clit, triggering an intense orgasm, "Fuckk, oh my fucking-"

Whoever removed the clamp succeeded it with their tongue, eagerly eating the liquid that moisture from my pussy. Ariana freed my face, softly encouraging me to continue cumming for Her.

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After cleaning up, I looked towards Ari with an accusatory gaze, "That's why you wanted me to ride with you."

Jade was the one who'd joined in at Ariana's request. She didn't come often, as they played on their own terms, but every once in a while it was a trio.

"Not at all." Ari laughed, "I wanted to talk about what we talked about."

I followed behind her towards where Jade was. There was a group of people talking, and I was about to approach the ones I knew when I noticed I knew all of them, even the new face that I'd never seen in here before.

"Is this your first?" I asked with a smile, though I already knew the answer.

His response was delayed, "Second."

"How was it?" I stepped closer to him, and I felt confident. This was my space. He was the visitor.

"Beautiful. Every time."

Ariana stopped behind me, resting her hand on my forearm, "Jade and I were about to leave."

The lust in his eyes made me feel bold enough to say, "That's fine. Elijah volunteered to take me home."

He didn't dispute my claim, lifting his eyes from mine to Ariana's, "If you don't mind."

I smiled at the tone of his voice because it was evident he didn't care if she minded or not.

"Be safe." Was Ari's lackluster response.

Elijah led the way to his car, opening my door as he had last time. I quickly sent Jailyn a text telling her the situation, and luckily she and Coby were out.

Neither of us spoke on the way to my apartment but the silence wasn't uncomfortable like earlier, but rather a peaceful silence as neither of us felt pressured to fill it.

"Do you want anything to drink?" I asked politely when we entered.

"I'm good."

I nodded, "I'll be right back."

In the bathroom, I freshened up and changed into more comfortable clothes while thinking about the turn of events. I knew when the night began that I'd be satisfied with the outcome but not to this extent.

I stared at myself as I put the earlier ball back in my hair, "Do your shit, Ken."

Elijah was standing by the sliding doors that led to our balcony. Hearing me approach, he turned slightly, "Do y'all use the balcony?"

"Not really." I replied, "Just Jai if she wants to smoke outside."

He unlocked the door and stepped outside observing the night sky. It seemed as if he were looking for someone, and then he turned back to me, "Come here."

Adrenaline flowed through me as I walked closer to him. When within arms reach, he reached for me, pulling me so that I was standing in front of him. Elijah showed his appreciation for me putting my hair back up, placing kisses down my neck.

He whispered his next words against my skin, "I'ma fuck you on this balcony. But you gotta be quiet, Kensley."

Elijah easily slid my shorts down, exposing my lower half to the sultry midnight air. My hand gripped the rail of the balcony as he knelt behind me, pushing his face into my pussy.

Elijah's mouth was meticulous and seemed to be following a rhythm that only he was privy to, alternating between sucking and licking my clit. He moaned against me and it sent a vibration that made me not care about my surrounding neighbors.

They old asses needed to be sleep anyway.

Whimpers left me, the wonderful feeling building in my lower abdomen, persisting until it overshadowed everything else, waves of pleasure encompassing me.

While my breathing was returning to normal, I heard Elijah open the condom wrapper and his arm brushed against my skin as he slid it down his length.

"Fuck." He breathed as he pushed into me slowly, "This pussy everything I imagined."

The angle wouldn't allow me to respond. I was focusing on not screaming.

He went deeper with every thrust, reaching around to grasp my neck as my body began to tremble, "You struggling, baby?"

"I'm so close."

Cigarette smoke wafted up, alerting us to the fact that someone below us had stepped outside. Elijah didn't stop, though, continuing to grip my neck as he fucked me, "Let them hear you nut for me."

It was very possible that the entire street heard me follow his directions.

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*cries in jealousy*

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