AN: This is part of a double update so make sure that you read chapter 11 first!
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I know my mother is out with Declan tonight. I realise that they need time to bond and talk business. I see Declan nearly every day. My mother definitely had a lot of questions to grill him about, and she's probably expressing her love for intricate plants and colour scheme.
Considering I had the day off, I mostly caught up with sleep and tidying the house.
But when it approaches six o'clock, I'm so incredibly bored. I drop a text to River and Alex, both of them busy tonight. Demi's been working my shift so I know she'll be too tired to do something, Troy will be by her side after.
I fall back onto my bed with a huff. My hand clutches my phone as I scroll through Tinder, I have no idea why it's still downloaded on my phone but I guess I can't bring myself to delete it.
A message pops up from a guy named Eddie. I've been texting him on and off for the last couple days when I get a spare moment. He seems nice, cute. Nothing like Declan. I shake these thoughts from my head.
I will not think of him tonight because I'll compare every man to him, and that isn't healthy.
My head twists against my duvet as I click on the message.
Eddie: Hey, you up to much tonight?
I chew on my lip. As a matter of fact, I'm doing fuck all. My mum won't be back for another few hours at least and it's been a long time since I had a one-night stand from Tinder. It's been months. It might take the edge off, we all deserve pleasure.
Right now I need a bucket of orgasms and comfort.
Not sure I directly want them from Eddie but I haven't got much else to play with.
Luca: Not much, you?
Eddie: Same, wanna meet up?
Luca: And do what?
I groan to myself. I've completely lost my game. But he could be a nice distraction, a meaningless fuck. That's why people go onto Tinder, it's purely for sex. A quick hook-up, nothing more. We both know what we're getting ourselves into.
Eddie: I don't know... chill, have some fun
My eyes widen. So he's definitely down for sex. Okay, okay. I can deal with this.
Luca: I have a free house for a couple hours, what do you say?
Eddie: Sounds like a good time.
I chew on the inside of my lip. Normally I'd at least go on a date with the guy but right now all I care about is my needs. My fist isn't quite cutting it right now and being around Declan, day in, day out, it's practically torture. I need to get out this pent up frustration over a man who wouldn't even look twice at me.
After a quick shower and sending Eddie my address. It crosses my mind how dangerous this could be but from looking at his Tinder profile and his Instagram account, he looks harmless.
There is a knock at my door shortly after and I open it to find Eddie standing there, hands stuffed into his jacket pocket. "Hi," I offer him a smile.
"Hey," he nods.
I note his dark sandy hair and bright green eyes. Polar opposite of Declan. Why am I still thinking about him? Goddamnit. I need this shag more than I realise.
"Come in," I say as I step to the side. "Sorry about the mess and the size."
Eddie offers me a smile. "Don't worry, my house is literally the size of a rabbit hutch."
Well that makes me feel a lot better. Nothing like when I brought Declan round here for dinner when he probably lives in a mansion on the hill with guard dogs and a swimming pool.
I shake all thoughts of Declan from my head. Focus on Eddie. Eddie. Eddie. Eddie.
After I shut the door behind him and guide him into the house, I take him to my tiny bedroom. But at least my sheets are clean. He glances around and smiles at pictures I have with friends, with my mum.
"Cute," he comments.
My hand raises to scratch the back of my head. "Cute?" I laugh hesitantly.
Eddie turns back to me with those glittering eyes. "Yeah, cute room."
"Thanks..." I trail off.
His eyes flick between mine slowly before he breathes out an exhale. "Look," he says simply. "Should we get this over and done with or what?"
Charming. He makes it sound like having sex with me is going to be a chore, rather than an absolute pleasure.
"Okay," I swallow and hate how nervous I am.
Why am I so worried? I couldn't give a shit about what this guy thinks.
One-night stands are literally for your own pleasure, for you to let loose. Not merely caring about the partner you're doing it with. It's a chance to be selfish and rid yourself of all those built up frustrations.
Eddie walks towards me after a few moments and cups the side of my head with his cold hand. I almost flinch but I keep myself in check as he lowers his lips to mine. The kiss isn't anything special, in fact it's completely mediocre.
Soon our clothes are on the floor and he's dimming the lights. Not that it bothers me but I guess that means I'll have to use my imagination instead of seeing him naked. Wait. No. I don't want to use my imagination because I know exactly who I'm going to think of.
I lean over and snap the light back on. Eddie drags his lips away from my neck and glances at me. "Please, can we turn it off?"
My eyebrow quirks in his direction. "You don't want to see me?"
His cheeks turn pink. "I don't..." he mumbles. "I don't want you to see me."
I feel his words shatter my heart because once upon a time, I used to be like him. Now I couldn't give a shit. "I want to see you." I tell him sincerely. I really fucking do or I'll imagine Declan instead.
"Really?" He asks softly.
"Yeah," I nod and bring our lips back together.
One thing leads to another and suddenly his lips are wrapped around my cock and I focus on him. I don't dare close my eyes and start fantasising something else. My eyes watch as he takes me deep into his throat, a little too much teeth for my liking but I let it slide.
Fuck. It's been so damn long since I received head.
He's not bad, I'll give him that.
After a few moments he lifts his head up and I pin him down to the bed, suddenly becoming desperate for sex. I grab a condom and some lube from my nightstand, as he lays back I realise it's my job to top which I don't mind.
Usually I like switching it up, it keeps things interesting and fun.
I prep him with my fingers in which he groans and I like the way he sounds. When he's nice and ready for me, I roll the condom onto my cock and coat it with lube. Then I'm inside him. His hands explore my body and I can feel pressure against my member.
It feels good. But it doesn't feel amazing.
One-night stands for me have never been mind blowing. I feel like I have to have an emotional connection with someone to really feel the pleasure, to feel theirs too. Even though this is fine for now, it won't be fine when I'm old and lonely. It won't cut it.
I speed up my thrusts and Eddie moans loudly, I slam into him and he presses his fingers into my shoulders. "Shit," he whimpers as he strokes his own cock. "God, you feel so damn good."
A smile coats my lips and it boosts my ego. I definitely needed this more than I realised.
Then he comes across his chest. I want to come, it feels good but I'm not mentally stimulated enough to reach that point. Eddie glances up at me and watches my strained face.
Would I come if I was with Declan? What a stupid question, of course I would.
Damn it. I'm thinking about him again.
I slow my hips and catch my breath. Eddie places a hand on my arm and I pull out of him. "You didn't come?" He says.
"No," I rasp. "I'm a bit too in my head."
His lips slant to the side. "Trying to get over someone?"
Something like that. I think in my head.
When I don't say anything he continues to watch me. "Want to carry on?"
I shake my head. "No, it's okay."
As I peel off the condom and place it in my bin, I pull on my t-shirt. Eddie reaches for some tissues to clean off his stomach, slipping on his boxers and his pants. Then he reaches for his phone and reads something. "I should probably head out."
I nod. "Yeah, my mum will be back soon anyway."
Eddie grabs his t-shirt and clutches it in one hand. "Uhhh," he rubs the back of his neck. "That was fun, thanks. I needed that."
"Me too," I say. Even though I didn't come, I needed the distraction.
He opens my door and steps out into the hall, half putting his shirt on as we reach the living room. I almost jump out of my skin when I find my mum and Declan standing there, his eyes lock on mine and then to Eddie as he pulls down his t-shirt to cover his stomach.
Holy fucking shit.
How long have they been home?
Did they hear us?
Blood rushes to my face and I think I'm about to explode. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Hi, honey," my mum says warmly. "Who's this?"
I flick my eyes towards her and then to Declan. He's staring directly at me and his expression isn't soft, no it's hard as granite. His jaw is tense and for some reason I can't breathe.
"Eddie," he introduces himself. "But I was just leaving. It's nice to meet you."
Oh fuck. Am I hyperventilating?
Why can't Declan stop looking at me like he's angry?
Eddie turns to me and gives me a gentle smile. "Goodbye," he says quietly.
"See you," I say equally as quietly.
We all stand in silence until he shuts the door behind him and I glance down, realising that I'm in my t-shirt and boxers. No pants.
"I thought you'd be back later," I comment as my mother leans over the kitchen table, reading through some paperwork.
My head sneaks a quick look at Declan. His eyes haven't left mine once and I feel everything inside me clench. That stare. Holy fuck, that's what would have got me to come. Thinking about his eyes, his jaw, his hands. Everything.
"We were gone for a good few hours," she says and then glances at me. I swallow harshly. "Just giving Declan some paperwork."
I clear my throat. "I see."
"Here you are," she says, pushing her blonde hair away from her face.
Declan drags his eyes away from mine and glances at my mother. "Thanks, Hazel. I'll see you soon."
Then he leaves without even sparing me another look. What the fuck was that about?
I walk to the sink and wash my hands, I should probably shower but right now I can't be bothered. "Eddie?" She repeats.
"Just some guy I know," I murmur as I dry my hands on a tea towel. "How was your evening?"
"Oh wonderful," she claps her hands together. "Declan is an absolute gentleman. Paid for the entire meal, dropped me home. I gave him a spare key to the cafe, he said he'd help start the decorating so I've decided to shut the shop next week. You can help out, you know exactly what my vision says."
I nod and lean onto the counter. "Of course."
"How was your day off?"
"Eventful," I comment. "But I rested. Ready to start renovating."
My mother flashes me a smile and pats my cheek. "I know you'll pull it off, both of you. It's going to be amazing."
Spending a whole week with Declan as we decorate? Yeah, that's going to be fun.
Something sinks inside my stomach at our encounter a few moments ago. I can't help but think that something has changed and I don't know what. It unsettles me.
I guess all my questions will be answered when I arrive on Monday morning.
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