Aria Home Alone (Attraction-Aria +10)

It starts with a text.

Aria: parents are out. home alone. bored.

Miles: sounds like you need some company.

Aria: I have plenty of company. I have Netflix and a couch that's more reliable than most people I know.

Miles: I can come over.

Aria: I don't know. I'm pretty comfortable.

Miles: you sure about that.

Aria: pretty sure yeah.

He thinks about it for approximately four seconds, pulls off his shirt, and takes the picture. He sends it before he can second guess himself.

A pause. Shorter than he expected.

Aria: okay. that's tempting. but you promise to keep that shirt off?

Miles: Of course

Aria: Okay then remember that and do not put it back on. Come over without the shirt. ;)

Miles: it's a fifteen minute walk.

Aria: I know.

Miles: You're insane.

Aria: I know, you don't have to come. Maybe I will just put on some porn for myself. I am feeling a bit horny.

Miles: On my way

He puts the shirt down and heads out.

He is about six minutes in when his phone buzzes with a video call. He answers and her face fills the screen, expression somewhere between amused and suspicious.

Aria: just checking.

Miles: you're checking.

Aria: I wanted to make sure you weren't cheating. hold the phone out.

He obliges, panning the camera across his bare chest and the empty street behind him. She studies the screen for a moment with the focused expression of someone conducting a legitimate inspection.

Aria: okay. you pass. one more thing.

Miles: of course there is.

Aria: I'm craving ice cream. there's a place two blocks from here. get me one before you come over.

Miles: you want me to walk into a store like this.

Aria: I want you to walk into a store like that, yes. cookie dough. don't get anything else.

She hangs up before he can respond.

He stands outside the ice cream place for a moment, looks down at himself, and walks in. The girl behind the counter looks up, blinks, and to her credit says nothing beyond asking what he would like. He orders cookie dough, pays, and walks back out with considerably more confidence than he walked in with.

He texts Aria from her front step.

Miles: I'm outside. cookie dough. as requested.

The door opens almost immediately, like she was waiting on the other side of it. She looks at him, then at the ice cream, then back at him with an expression that gives nothing away. She takes the cup from his hand, steps aside to let him in, and walks directly to the kitchen.

He follows. She opens the trash can and drops the ice cream in without breaking stride.

Miles: did you just throw it away.

Aria: I did.

Miles: I just walked into a store without a shirt for that.

She turns around and leans back against the counter, arms crossed, the ghost of a smile on her face.

Aria: I know. I'm not eating ice cream three weeks before prom. I want to look my best.

Miles: so why did you send me for it.

She tilts her head and looks at him with the easy confidence of someone who has never once doubted their own reflection. Aria: When a girl looks like I do, she can get whatever she wants. She shrugs one shoulder. I just wanted to see if you were that guy.

Miles: and am I.

Aria: Well. Don't get your hopes up. You're the only one who's going to be topless. As I said I want to look my best at the prom and you don't get to see me before that. Certainly not all of me.

Miles: That's disappointing but we can still do a lot of things without taking the clothes off.

Aria: We can. But you won't

Miles makes a puppy face towards Aria.

Aria: Aww you poor baby.

She pushes him back as he drops on the couch.

Aria : you won't, but I will. Let me show you what you may or may not taste at the prom.

She unzips his trouser releasing his cock. Then pulls his trousers down.

She starts stroking his cock. With the touch of her soft hands and her perfect technique his cock starts getting hard almost instantaneously.

Aria: Actually it's rather I who's going to taste, you my dear lay back and enjoy.

Aria moves her hair on one side and takes his cock in her mouth. She starts slowly taking moving her head up and down.

She slowly increases her speed her lips tightly across his cock moving her head up and down while maintaining eye contact with Miles demanding his attention like an artist when she's putting on her best show.

Miles :Is that about as deep as you can go?

Aria smirks back at his challenge as she easily pushes her face down taking all of Miles cock deep down her throat.

Mark moans as he feels his entire cock the warmth of Aria's mouth.

Aria pulled herself back her to take a breath. She spits on his cock and starts sucking on his cock again now making loud slurping sounds.

Miles moans loudly as he shoots his load all over Aria's face. She tries to get most of it in her mouth and swallows it.

Aria: I think I could get used to the taste of your cum.