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I see the look that both Knox and Merrick exchange after looking at their phones. They think I’m too far gone in the aftermath of our little session, that I’m not going to notice, and I pretend that I don’t. Acting as though nothing is wrong, they stay with me a while longer until they believe that I’m sleeping and then they both sneak out of the room together. If they want to leave me out of things, then I will take it upon myself to figure out what’s going on. I quickly grab my robe and hurry out after them, keeping my distance, so they don’t catch me. I continue to follow them all the way down to the south wing, and I begin to worry that maybe something is wrong with my mother, but they never stop at her door, they continue on until they get to the end of the hall. As I inch closer, I hear Merrick’s cocky voice, “Sorry, buddy. We were a little busy.” “Fuck you, I know exactly what you were doing, fuckers!” Jory’s voice surprises the shit out of me, and I jerk back. I thought he w
I go straight to my mother’s room to visit her for a little while, wanting to give her the good news. Taking her hand, as I sit beside her, I smile, “I can’t wait for you to come back to me, mama! Knox said that you moved your fingers and the doctor confirmed that it was a good sign.” I study my mother. She’s still a pretty woman, even after being in a coma for all this time. If and when she comes out of it, I will never take her for granted. Being here with my mother gets me thinking of other things as well. What if Moretti attacks the house? Is my mother safe here or would she be better in a hospital or private institution for now? Would Moretti use her against me if he were to find her somewhere else? The more I think about it, the more I want to pay him a visit, but again, is that even the right choice? The guys have been protecting me for a reason; I know Moretti is a very bad guy; who's to say he won’t hold me against my will if I go to him? So many what ifs; I just don’t know
“Here we go, open that throat up for me, sweetness.” Jory orders and I do my best. Normally I don’t gag but sometimes his Jacob’s Ladder tickles the sides of my throat when he’s so deep and it does make me gag. He loves it when that happens and always tries to make it happen. “There we go, baby, gag like a good girl.” He gives little thrusts as he’s deep in my throat, and I give him exactly what he wants. His eyes light up and he grins devilishly. He takes me to the limit before he pulls out, letting me take in air but then goes deep once again. This goes on for quite a while because he loves seeing me uncomfortable and vulnerable in this position as he holds my head down while he fucks my face. “Damn, I better stop, otherwise I might just spill down that pretty little throat and that’s not what I want, is it?” I shake my head, “No Jory, you want my pussy.” “Yes, I do.” He strokes himself as I watch, my own hand slipping between my legs, “You like watching me stroke mys
KNOX I’m sitting in the dining room waiting for Aria and Merrick to arrive. I’m just starting to believe that Merrick must have recovered after my little intervention and has our girl tied up somewhere when he saunters into the room. He glances around and frowns as he takes his seat. “What, no Aria?” I shrug, “I assumed you had her chained up somewhere.” I grin at him. He chuckles, “Man, do I wish! No, I’ve been on the phone taking care of last-minute details.” I nod in understanding as the staff starts to bring out the food and that’s when I’m handed a card with a note from Craig, the Chef, written on it. “Hm, it seems as though our girl won’t be joining us tonight. Craig says that she had him make her a plate and she is eating with her mother.” “That’s not like her.” Merrick continues to frown. “Well, I did tell her about her mother’s fingers and what my friend reported back about it. I’m thinking she’s hopeful that Mrs. Kramer will pull through this fast.
KNOX (cont.) “We need an alibi during the mission. I don’t want to leave any stone unturned.” I tell my two friends, “If Moretti has been talking about our girl to anyone that isn’t there when the attack takes place then they will automatically think it’s us.” “I take it you have already thought about something?” Jory grins. I swear, this guy always has a smile on his fucking face no matter what. Even when he got stabbed, he still smiled every once in a while, when making a joke. Jory’s life has been shit, no thanks to his parents but he still finds a way to smile through it all, and let me tell you, the ladies love his smile. “You would be right,” I look at him, “You will be coming home tomorrow night. Do you think you can play it cool around Aria that soon?” His face lights up even more, “Oh yeah, I think I can handle that.” “Good because I will need you both with me and Aria when we go to the courthouse and get married.” “WHAT!?” Both Merrick and Jory say at the same time and
“Huh?” I stare at Knox a bit dumbstruck thinking that I didn’t hear him correctly. “Your Sir has rules for you, and you need to follow them regardless, so strip.” He says as he smirks. “But I’m going to see my mother when I’m done eating.” I tell him. My core is already weeping from his demand, but I know I need to try and be strong, not give in. On the other hand, they are only wanting me to strip and keep to my routine. “You may dress once you are done here, or when we are done here, I should say.” Merrick states smugly. They are up to something; either that or they know what I’m up to. Either way, I think I may be screwed. So, without knowing what else to do, I strip down and go to sit but Merrick has different plans for me. He taps his leg, indicating that he wants me to sit. I glance over at Knox and he’s smiling from ear to ear, and now I’m really worried. I can’t fight one of them off, never mind both of them. My body is treacherous as it continues to leak arousa
It’s after lunchtime when I finally leave my mother’s room. Both Knox and Merrick came in and told me that they were going to the office for a few hours and that my guards will be keeping a close eye on things. I want to go see Jory so badly, but I don’t dare in case the other two lied to me and are actually in his room, so I wait. I’m just about to leave the south wing when my phone buzzes with a text. Looking down, I smile when I see Jory’s name light up. Jory: I need a little TLC and my nurse just doesn’t have the kind that I’m needing. I giggle and text him back. Me: Oh, and what kind is that? Jory: Sweetness, if I have to try explaining through text, I’m going to redden that lovely little ass of yours. I’m already heading his way, so by the time I’m done reading his last text, I’m standing outside of his door. Biting my lip, I decide on what exactly I’m going to do. I’m still a bit sore from being taken roughly this morning but I think I have a little bit more in me
JORY I don’t tell my story for a reason. It’s not because I’m ashamed of my actions at the time, but because deep down, I still blame myself for it, when really, it was our parent’s fault. Of course, they would never accept the blame, so being the only one there at the time, the blame falls to me. I still don’t know how he knew I was there doing the deal, but he did, and that was the last day that I ever got to see my twin brother. “What do you mean, you killed your twin brother?” Aria asks, concern written all over her face but it’s not her accusing me or being afraid of me. No, she’s thinking of me, thinking how I’m probably beating myself up over it, and she would be right. “I didn’t pull the trigger myself, but I might as well have.” The image of the bullet going straight through his forehead that day replays in my head every day, even seven years later. The only thing that I was thankful for is that he didn’t suffer. “Will you start from the beginning, Jory? Make m