Complex Simplicity

“You would never guess who I ran into the other day,” Lilly Templeton closed the camera she had been fussing with for about one hour and a whirring sound told them she had finally succeeded.

“Who?” Janice asked she pressed enter on the keyboard to send the stock order for the studio.

“Ayden Larson,” Lilly giggled like a school girl, “he is all grown up and so much man!”

“I wouldn’t know I haven’t seen him in a while.”

“You should. Sandy brown hair, grey eyes that makes you think that you are looking into paradise and that body…” she fanned herself dramatically and rolled her eyes back into her head, “I bet he could make any girl beg.”

Janice laughed even though she was thinking the same thing, “Oh Lilly, you’re bad.”

“Yah,” Lilly pouted, “Not like you weren’t thinking it. Anyways, what are you doing tonight?”

Janice got up from the computer and picked up her camera, “I was going to head home, eat a pint of ice-cream, take a shower then crawl into bed with a good book. You?”

Lilly rolled her eyes and began digging through her purse. She then thrust a small poster into her friend’s hand, “Be here at nine.”

“What’s this?” Janice asked without looking it.
“You can read right?” Lilly asked then picked up her purse, “Ciao.”

Janice frowned at her leaving friend then looked down at the poster, “Launch party for Ayden Larson’s newest clothing masterpiece…Ayden Larson?” She sighed and fell into a nearby chair, “God damn it Lilly!” she cussed but Lilly couldn’t hear her because she had taken off for the day. Janice sighed and all the way him she was thinking of whether or not she should go.

Then, out of nowhere, an idea hit her. It was one of those ideas that made you laugh like an evil genius, a very horny but in love, evil genius. She smiled darkly in the late evening light and pressed her foot harder down on the gas to shoot her Lexus faster forward toward home.
*
“Hey how you doing?” Ayden greeted a few of his long time buddies, “thanks for coming tonight.”

“And miss this?” Robert Harrison asked motioning to all the people and beautiful women that were all over the large club, “you’re kidding me right?”

“There I go thinking you were here for me,” Ayden grinned as he hugged Robert.

“That too,” Robert laughed.

“Man this party is awesome,” Justin Kennedy appeared out of a crowd of people, “I have four numbers already.”

Ayden only laughed and patted Justin on the shoulder before moving further into the room to meet and greet. It was just after seven but the place was already crowded.

At about quarter to eight a woman walked into the room that caught Ayden’s eyes immediately. He licked his lips as he watched her standing at the door searching the room. When her eyes hit him he motioned her over, “the guest of honour,” she purred as she extended her hand to him.

Ayden took the delicate hand and bowed over it, catching a faint scent of roses, “Ayden Larson,” he spoke, “you are?”

“Tracey Simmons,” the woman blushed behind her free hand and giggled.
“Well Miz Simmons,” Ayden’s drawl came out slightly, “It is very nice to meet you.”

He let her hand go and she nodded to him, “oh please, call me Tracey, Mister Larson.” she batted a wrist at him.

“Very well,” Ayden smiled, a sexy, heart stopping smile, “you can call me Ayden.”

He invited her to sit at his table and throughout the night, she had her leg running up his leg. If she was any other woman, he would have said something about it but there was something about her that seemed to intoxicate him. Make him dizzy when she smiled and winked at him. There was something about the way her body molded with his as they danced. He wondered throughout if she hadn’t felt his arousal pressing against her and why hadn’t she run away screaming but now he knew. If she had seen the effect she was having on him she seemed to like it.

The congratulations were finished and most people were too drunk to even remember where they were and why they were there. Tracey leant over and whispered, “why don’t we go somewhere a little more private?” she asked as she gave his ear lobe a lick for emphasis. Ayden wasn’t going to argue with her. He took her hand and brought her into the back where there were a bunch of private rooms for the higher paying customers. These rooms were equipped with everything, from a bed, to a flat screen television.

He pulled her gently into his arms and kissed her slowly, allowing his tongue to dance around hers. Her taste sent his head spinning. As he kissed her he could feel her hands busy, unzipping his pants. In no time she had his throbbing cock in her hands, stroking him slowly. He moaned and let his head fall back as he enjoyed what she was doing to him.

He felt her wet, warm tongue against his neck and he moaned, “Tracey,” he whispered leaning down and pulling her hand from him. He kissed her again and laid her back gently against the bed. He stripped her dress off slowly and tossed it behind him. With her, he wasn’t in a hurry. He wanted to make sure he pleased her. He ran his mouth down her body, allowing his tongue to sneak out and taste her. He grazed a swollen pink nipple with his teeth and heard her breath caught in her throat. By the time he sank his tongue into her hot moistness, she was clawing at his back, begging him to fuck her.

Ayden loved seeing a woman like that. All molten and ready. He especially loved the little sounds that Tracey was making when his tongue brushed her clit, or when he sank his hot tongue deep within her. He smiled as he watched her face as she began cumming, and then sank a finger deep within her when her orgasm was over only to cause another one. Her body was still writhing for more as he pulled a silver packet from his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth.

Tracey took it from him and went on her knees. She took his dick into her mouth and sucked on him. Running her tongue along his length and massage his balls too. He whispered her name as she placed the condom into her mouth and deep throat him to get it on him.

He lay her back on the bed and began fingering her again. Making sure she was ready.

“Look at me,” he ordered softly as he rose up over her, “Come on Tracey, look at me.”

When her eyes opened and found his, he slammed into her.

“AYDEN!” she screamed but the music from outside covered it. Her back arched off the bed and her legs wrapped themselves around him. Her slick heat caused him to grunt and bury his face into her neck. When he thought he was steady enough, he began moving; Long, slow, deliberate strokes.

He bowed his head and took a nipple into his mouth and licked it before he began to pull sweetly on it. He felt her climaxing again and he pulled out of her, stopping her orgasm, “Not yet,” he whispered against her lips before kissing her. When her breathing began to slow, he sank back into her.

When his body finally went still and he exploded into her, it tore a cry from his throat, almost primal.
*
“Finally you showed up,” Lilly whispered as though she had some forsaken secret to tell, “You missed it.”

“Miss what?” Janice asked as she glanced at her watch, “I am not THAT late…its only nine fifteen.”

“Ayden just carried some bimbo into one of the back rooms,” Lilly muttered.

Janice turned her face away from Lilly, “What he does is none of my concern,” she jutted her chin out proudly.

“Yah right,” Lilly turned Janice’s face back, “You’re acting like you just woke up one day and said, I am over Ayden Larson. The man I have been in love with since God created time!”

“Yes, that is exactly how it happened,” Janice said hotly and snagged a beer from the tray of a passing waiter.

“I don’t believe that for a second and deep down neither do you,” Lilly sipped on her Champaign and took in a sharp breath.

“What now?” Janice asked after swallowing a mouthful of beer and almost choked as it made its way down because she looked to where Lilly was looking and saw that Ayden was making his way over to her. She looked back to tell Lilly not to leave her alone but she was too late. Lilly had already disappeared into the crowd.

“Well, Miz Tourney,” Ayden spoke slowly, “It’s very nice to see you again.”

Janice felt her heart begin to thunder as she looked up and met his blue eyes, “thank you,” she said then forced a nervous smile, “Nice party.”

Ayden looked around, “thank you. What brings you here tonight?”

“I was invited by a friend,” she didn’t explain further. She wanted him to think she had a boyfriend with her even though she realized how childish that was.

“You mean Lilly Templeton?” he asked looking around; “Lilly is here?”

-Its always about her- Janice thought as she got a little irritated then smiled sweetly at him, “Yes she was just here a while ago but must have been whisked off to the dance floor.”

He smiled and extended a hand to her as a slow song started, “May I have this dance?”

All the thoughts in Janice’s head was telling her what kind of fool she was for accepting, but her heart would have kicked her ass if she hadn’t.

All the while Ayden’s body moved against hers, he felt whole.