Chapter Ten
Paul
As I drove to my date’s house, I thought about booking a date with Andi. It wasn’t a bad idea. I mean, I shouldn’t have to pay for one, but I would if it meant a date with her. But I didn’t want the typical business-like first date. I wanted to hold her hand, kiss her, spend longer than two, three, four hours with her—I wanted the entire night. I wanted a real fucking date with her.
Instead, I was meeting a client. A client who was a regular. A client who wanted the boyfriend experience—the boyfriend experience at home that normally ended with me fucking her. I couldn’t wait. The sooner I got laid, the sooner I’d be able to loosen up and get Andi out of my system.
When I arrived at Nikki’s, I didn’t bother to knock. Tonight I was her boyfriend. “Sugar?” I called out as I opened the door.
“I’m in the kitchen.”
I rounded the corner and stopped dead in my tracks. Nikki was standing in the middle of her kitchen next to the granite countertop island, and she was butt-ass naked. In her hand was what looked like my drink of choice. I expected my dick to immediately go hard, but it didn’t.
“You always know how to greet a man when he comes home.”
“Isn’t this how a woman’s supposed to treat her man?”
I chuckled and walked closer to her, kissing her good, then grabbed my drink. “Yeah, sugar, it is.”
She slid onto the counter and spread her knees, clearly asking to be fucked right there. Normally, I would, but my cock wasn’t even the slightest bit hard. Nikki didn’t have the chestnut brown hair that I wanted to run my fingers through, she didn’t have the whiskey brown eyes I wanted to get lost in, and there weren’t specks of freckles dusting her cheeks.
Fuck …
I wanted Andi.
I only wanted Andi!
Not wanting to disappoint her, I took a few steps forward and stood between her knees. I ran my hands up her thighs until I could grab what I knew was a nice ass and pulled her forward until our hips met. Playing it up, I brought my lips within inches of her mouth and dropped my voice a couple octaves.
“As fucking tempting as you look right now, sugar, I was hoping I could have a relaxing night in with my girl. Maybe some take out and a movie.” I was hoping she would take me up on my offer. She wanted a night in with dinner and a movie. I knew a movie led to sex and usually I would be all for it, but my dick wanted Andi…
And so did I.
I could smell the arousal coming from between Nikki’s legs. Since this was a regular client and I needed her to keep re-booking and paying my bills, I thought of another solution as she batted her eyelashes and begged me.
“Please?”
“Don’t move,” I warned.
I went into her bedroom and searched the top drawer of her nightstand where I knew she kept her toys. We’d used them on several occasions. After I rummaged through and found the one I was looking for, I returned to the kitchen and found her exactly where I’d left her.
“Now, sugar, lean back.”
She smiled and leaned back, her legs spread wide-open and her pussy glistening. I didn’t need the lube I’d grabbed from the nightstand, so I ran the tip of the clear glass dildo with the dark blue raised swirl that wrapped around the shaft into her juices.
Her back arched off the granite kitchen island as she moaned. “That feels so good.”
“You like that, sugar?” I slipped the tip in a little, twisting.
She moaned her response and I twisted it further, rotating and following the blue swirl ridge. When the dildo was all the way in, I wasted no time and used it to fuck her—hard. It glided in and out effortlessly as she moaned, breathlessly. Usually, I would kiss her, grope her, ravish her. But this time, I leaned forward and spewed off a few dirty words about how she was making my dick hard or how hot she was as I grabbed her tit with my free hand. The only thing was, I had my eyes closed and instead of Nikki, all I thought about was Andi. She was the one I was whispering to; the one I wanted naked in front of me, spread eagle, getting off on my words and my actions, but instead of a sex toy, it would be my dick fucking her.
Nikki’s thighs clenched as she came, groaning and moaning my name. I knew it wasn’t her best orgasm, and best was what I always wanted to deliver, so I flipped the dildo around. The other end had two balls at the end. The one closest to the shaft had small blue dots around the entire base giving it some texture and the other one at the very end was a little bit smaller, completely blue with a tip that was pointed just right so it would hit her G-spot.
“Holy fuck!” she cried.
“Now we’re getting to the good stuff, sugar.”
“You know what I like, daddy,” she purred.
I shivered at the pet name she had for me. I hated it. Only children should call their father’s daddy.
Just like before, I thrust the glass rod in and out, twisting and turning. She started to buck so I knew she was close and I knew exactly what she needed to push her over the edge. Positioning the toy into the perfect position for direct stimulation to her G-spot, I lifted my free hand. Using her arousal to wet my fingers, I started strumming her clit.
“Oh God!” she shouted.
She thrashed and tried to close her thighs. Using my elbows, I kept her thighs apart as she shook and came, calling me God, then calling me Fucking God until she finally came down from her high and went limp, breathing heavy. I went to the sink to clean up as she caught her breath. When I turned around, I caught Nikki still in the same position staring at me, so I leaned against the sink counter, folded my arms and smirked as she started to speak.
“That was…”
“I know, sugar.” I winked. Before she could say another word, I walked over and leaned in to give her shoulder a kiss. “Come on, go get cleaned up and into something comfortable. What do you want to eat? I’ll order while you change and then we can pick a movie.”
By the time I got home, Andi’s car was in the driveway, but all the lights were off in the house and so was her bedroom light. I wasn’t expecting her to be asleep. It was well before midnight and we’d both left for our dates at the same time, so I’d figured that we would come home at the same time, too. Something wasn’t right. Maybe something had happened with her client.
I had a shower and then went to the kitchen to make something to eat, hoping that Andi would hear me rummaging around and come out—she didn’t. I was really looking forward to spending more time with her. Damn, I was way over my head with this shit. I hadn’t thought about a chick like this since her. Granted, I’d never lived with a woman besides Autumn and that didn’t really count, so this was all new to me.
Mid-bite of my java chip ice cream, I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye. I flicked my gaze from the TV and saw Andi walk into the living room. I tried to hide my smile. She was dressed in pajama shorts that showed off her toned legs and a tight T-shirt. Yep, this female roommate thing was growing on me.
“Gorgeous,” I greeted her.
“Hey,” she sighed and sat next to me on the couch—but not close enough.
“Thought you were in bed or something.”
She shook her head. “I was just unwinding from my date, checking on some things back in D.C.”
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah,” she yawned. “Jet lag catching up to me maybe?”
I draped my arm around her and pulled her closer. She didn’t pull away. There was a reason she came out to be with me. “You can watch the Tonight Show with me. If you fall asleep, I’ll put you to bed.”
She smiled up at me. “Just wake me up if I do.”
“Okay.” I chuckled.
Not long after she was asleep, I fell asleep because I didn’t want to wake her. She fit too perfectly and I was a gentleman after all.