Scarlett flashed her charming smile at Adrian before making her way into his apartment. He was still wondering how she got his address, but he went ahead to lock the door and join her in the living room.
“What are you doing here? And how did you get my address?” He asked again.
“Well, I had to use this pretty face of mine to get your address from the club. I was there earlier.” Scarlett answered, dropping her purse on the table and taking a seat. Adrian was standing in front of her, a gentle smile playing across his lips.
He was happy she was there, even though he was acting casual about it. He had been worried about her since the day she left with Ethan, and he was relieved that she was okay.
“Dad, I'm hungry.” Scarlett let out a low grunt. “I haven't eaten anything all day; I've been so busy.”
“What would you like to eat?” Adrian questioned me, walking into the kitchen. He was prepared to make her happy, but he didn't know why he was doing it.
“Pasta would be great,” Scarlett answered and started looking around the apartment while Adrian got to work in the kitchen.
Adrian's apartment wasn't big and flattery like the houses Scarlett had lived in since she was born. It was small and a little rusty, but it still had everything that would qualify it as a home. The woody decor made it appear warm and inviting. It had only two rooms, which faced each other in the hallway.
Scarlett joined Adrian in the kitchen and saw that he was already making the pasta that she demanded. She smiled to herself, proud of what she was doing so far.
“Has my mother visited you here?” She suddenly asked, leaning on the kitchen island as he cooked.
“Not really. We usually meet at hotels.” Adrian replied without lifting his face. He was fully invested in what he was doing; he wanted it to be perfect, but again, he didn't know why.
“Oh, that would explain it. If she had, she would have definitely gotten you another apartment.” Scarlett stated. Adrian arched his brow, wondering if his apartment was too low-class for her.
“Why? Don't you like this place?” He questioned.
“Oh no, I like it. It's nice and cozy. It's my mom who would have a problem with it.” She answered and then decided to give him some time to finish cooking since he was barely paying attention to her. She left the kitchen and went to give herself a tour of the apartment.
She went into his room, and it was nothing fancy. He just had a bed, a closet with just a few clothes hanging inside it, and then a mirror. It looked too simple to be someone's house. If anything, it looked like a hotel room that had been booked for the weekend only. She just concluded that Adrian was a simple man who didn't like extravagant things. She left the room and visited the next one, but that one was totally empty; it only had a bed in it.
Adrian was done cooking and called for Scarlett. She came into the kitchen after hearing his voice calling out to her, and then they both settled down to eat. The food had such a delicious aroma that Scarlett didn't even waste any time before digging in. Adrian joined in too, and they both ate in silence for a while.
“Oh my gosh, Dad, this is very delicious. You're such a good cook! I literally can't wait for you to marry my mother.” Scarlett said with a mouth full of food.
Adrian's eyes darkened at her statement, “Why do you keep calling me dad these days? It's becoming increasingly annoying, you know. Besides, I'm not even married to your mother yet.” He was visibly upset, and even though he tried to cloud it, the tone of his voice gave it away.
“But you're going to marry her soon, right?” She smirked and continued eating her food.
"Well, I don't think it's necessary to call me your dad when I'm not married to your dad yet. You can call me by my name.” Adrian said to her: They had finished eating by now, and Adrian took the dishes to the sink to wash them.
“Why?” Scarlett questioned. She got up and followed him to the sink, where he was doing the dishes.
“Why should I call you by your name? You're my mother's husband-to-be and my dad. You're not my boyfriend.” She told him with a pout. Adrian turned his head slightly to look at her and immediately looked away. The way his eyes dropped showed how disappointed he was, and Scarlett was quick to pick this up.
Just then, Scarlett's phone rang, and it was Nelly. She picked it up, a wide smile appearing on her face.
“Scarlett, where are you?” Nelly asked over the phone.
“Is there a problem?”
“No problem, I just thought I could come over, and we will go to the football team's house party tonight.” Nelly chimed.
“Oh, I guess Ethan will be there.” Scarlett made sure she said that part out loud so that Adrian would hear her, and he did.
“Yes, you should come. Everyone on campus thinks you guys are dating already, especially after that stunt he pulled at the football game last week.” Nelly answered and giggled.
“I will be there soon.” She replied and hung up.
“I might give in to Ethan tonight.” She sighed, and Adrian snapped his head in her direction. He left what he was doing and approached her.
“What do you mean by that?” He questioned her, giving her a suspicious look.
“I think I'm going to let him fuck me tonight.” She responded, making sure he saw the desire in her eyes to be fucked roughly.
“Don't do that,” Adrian ordered.
“You can't tell me what to do, Dad.” She retorted.
“Stop calling me that.” Adrian groaned, getting sick and tired of hearing Dad from her over and over again.
“Why?” Scarlett moved closer to him, barely an inch away from his chest. She stared into his dreamy eyes and bit her lip slowly.
“Why can't I fuck him tonight? You won't do it, so I'm going to let him do it.” She said in the most seductive tone Adrian had ever heard. It got his dick throbbing already.
Scarlett turned her back on him and started looking through her purse for her keys when he suddenly grabbed her waist from behind. She felt his hard cock rub against her ass for a short moment.
“Don't do that; I don't like it.” He whispered into her ear.
“But I want to,” she turned to face him. “I can't wait anymore; I need to do this. If not with you, then with Ethan. The choice is yours.” She grabbed his hand and guided it to her thighs, leaving him to work his way up by himself.
Adrian snuck his hand all the way to her pants; he almost lost it when he felt her wetness. She was all wet and ready for him, which made him want her so badly. He started to stroke her clitoral area through the underwear, eventually lifting her and placing her on top of the island. He continued to stroke her while covering her neck with soft and subtle kisses.
Scarlett threw her head back as soft moans escaped from her lips. Her whole body was prepared for what was coming; she couldn't wait. This might finally be the moment she has been waiting for.
“Don't go to Ethan, please.” He whispered, bringing his lips to her cleavage. He sucked on the top of her boobs, leaving hickeys at several spots. He went ahead to release her breasts from her dress and then kissed them softly before taking the right one in his mouth.
His tongue continued to work wonders on her nipple while he went ahead to shift her underwear to the side. He stroked her clitoral area without mercy, causing her to moan and groan in pleasure. After that, he dug his fingers into her wet pussycat. A loud moan escaped from Scarlett's mouth, but he pulled out of her very quickly when he remembered that she was a virgin.
“Fuck me already,” Scarlett demanded that her lust for him get the best of her.
Adrian paused and moved away, shaking his head.
“I can't do this,” he sighed.
An angry Scarlett got down from the island and put her dress back in order before grabbing her purse.
“Then another man will!” She glared at him and walked out of the kitchen. She left his apartment without hearing anything else he had to say. She was upset that she didn't get to feel his cock in her, but she was glad that they had made little progress.
Scarlett got to her penthouse and slumped into her bed, everything that happened at Adrian's apartment replaying in her head continuously. She was snapped out of her thoughts when her phone started ringing. It was Ethan.
“Hi, Ethan.”
“Hey, I just wanted to let you know that we're having a party and you're invited.”
“I can't come; I'm not feeling very well.” She lied.
“Oh. I can come check on you.”
“There's no need; I'll be fine. It's nothing serious.” She replied and hung up. She wasn't interested in any parties or talking to anyone. She just wanted to be left alone with Adrian's thoughts.
Scarlett got herself turned on by thinking about the way Adrian touched her in his apartment. She pulled her vibrator out from under her pillow and turned it on. She placed it on her clitoral area, spreading her legs apart, and then she occupied her mind with Adrian's thoughts and images.
“Fuck.. Adrian.” She sighed, the pleasure shooting through her whole body.