Passion & Ponies (Chocoholics 2)

“He didn’t tell you? Dude, the sperm bank f**ked up their records and gave him the wrong name. Now they can’t figure out where his mom’s records are so he has no idea who his dad is all over again. He’s been really down about it,” Charlotte explains.

What? Why didn’t he tell me this?

I’ve been so busy worrying about my own problems that it didn’t even occur to me to ask Tyler about his. I suck.

Wait, what? No, I don’t suck. Who cares about his problems? He’s a booty call, nothing more.

But shit, he must feel awful. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to not know who my dad is. I don’t like all of these conflicting feelings that are going on inside of me right now. All of a sudden I feel like doing something nice for him. I don’t do nice. What the hell is wrong with me?

Shit, there is no way I’m falling for Tyler Branson.

Chapter 16 – Pulsating Posey

“We need to talk.”

I quickly remove my hand from the My Little Pony butt plug I may or may not have been petting and turn around to face Ava.

“Does that sex toy have a pink horse tail on it?” she questions, tilting her head to the side to look around me.

“I wasn’t touching it!”

She rights her head and raises her eyebrow.

“Ok, fine. I was touching it, but it’s so soft and silky,” I admit.

Ava shakes her head like she’s trying to clear all thoughts of me playing with a butt plug with an attached tail.

“Anyway, I think we should talk,” she tries again.

I don’t like how serious she looks. Ava and I don’t do serious. We do sex and we snap at each other and we do both quite well. This can only mean one thing – she doesn’t want us doing the sex anymore.

Fuck.

“Can we go somewhere else? I feel dirty standing in an aisle of My Little Pony sex toys. Holy shit, does that vibrator have a My Little Pony head on it?” she asks in awe, stepping around me and reaching for the yellow and pink vibrator in the box next to the MLP Fleshlights.

“That’s Pulsating Posey. On the show she’s known for her garden of flowers. At Seduction and Snacks, she’s known for titillating the petals of the flower between your legs,” I explain.

She quickly tosses Pulsating Posey back into the box, turning back around to face me. If I’m not mistaken, I think PP might have turned Ava on just a little bit. If this chick suddenly develops a fondness for all things MLP, I’m going to have a hard time walking away from her.

“So, you want to talk, huh?” I ask her with a sigh. “Come on, let’s go into my office.”

I turn and walk down the aisle like a man going to the electric chair. I guess I should have known this was coming. Someone as beautiful and confident as Ava doesn’t hang around a guy like me for that long. Sure, I have a better job and I’m not living in my parent’s basement anymore, but I’m not exactly at the top of the “Great Catch” list either.

In the front corner of the warehouse, they’ve set up a small room for me to use as an office. It used to be a storage room and it doesn’t have any windows, but it has a desk, a filing cabinet, a door that locks and a computer so I can watch  p**n  in peace during my lunch hour. When we get inside, I close the door behind Ava and wait for her to drop the ax and bring an end to our magical time together of f**king like rabbits.

Ava perches her hip on the edge of my desk and I lean against the closed door with my arms crossed in front of me. I’ve had plenty of fantasies about screwing her on top of that desk and I’m a little sad that I won’t get to fulfill them. Unless, of course, she’s down with one last go for old time’s sake.

“We’ve been spending a lot of time together and I realized that all we do is have sex,” Ava starts, wringing her hands in her lap and cracking her knuckles nervously. “It’s nice and all, but I thought we should talk. You know, try something new.”

I can’t stop the laugh that bursts out of my mouth. “Talk? You actually want to act like a nice human being?”

She winces, quickly looking back down at her hands and I immediately want to take my words back. I know we constantly bicker back and forth and can lob insults at each other with the best of them, but I can tell something is different with her this time. Here I was lamenting the fact that I’d never get to have sex with her again while she wanted to do something normal like talk and I go and f**k it up with my mouth.

“I didn’t mean-”

Ava holds up her hand and cuts me off. “No, I get it, I’m a bitch.”

“You’re not a bitch.”

She cocks her head and looks at me like I’m an idiot.

“Okay fine, you’re a little bit of a bitch, but I don’t care and obviously it turns me on,” I admit, pushing away from the door and walking closer to her.

“I know I act like I don’t care and that I’m just sticking around for the sex. I’m not used to someone like you. I’ve never been with anyone who I could tolerate for more than a day or two. I never expected for…this,” she gestures between us. “To amount to anything. I never expected to feel things. I certainly never expected to be hurt when I found out something happened with your bio-dad situation and you didn’t tell me yourself.”

She lets out an uneasy laugh and I move even closer, sliding my body in between her legs and resting my hands on her hips. The only sides of Ava I’ve ever seen are sexy- hot and annoyed-bitchy. I didn’t think it was possible to want her more than I already did, but I was wrong. Seeing her vulnerable and nervous as she opens up to me just the tiniest bit makes me want to rip all of her clothes off and make her mine.