CHAPTER 24
RICHIE
Tillie’s perfume lingered on my skin as the morning sun poured in my window. I rolled over, my erection pressing against my stomach, my hunger for her ripping through me. I groaned in pain, remembering the feel of her skin, the way her hips moved in rhythm with mine last night.
It’d taken all my strength to leave her at the hotel. I wanted to devour her, I wanted to show her exactly how much of an impact she’d had on me.
I know she’s leaving soon and our time is limited, but I could also tell from the few hints she dropped that she most likely hadn’t been with a man in a while. She hadn’t gone into details but her ex-husband sounded like a real sonofabitch. Which was absurd, because I can’t even begin to comprehend how someone would treat a woman like her with even an ounce of disrespect.
She deserved to be worshipped.
Clearly, she was out of my league, as Daine had been so eager to point out on the way home, informing me of just how wealthy she must be, but my feelings for her are real. I haven’t felt like this in years, if ever, and if I ever did, the memories of whatever fling created them are long gone.
I’d only ever dreamed of a woman like Tillie.
I never expected she’d actually appear, that we’d actually have chemistry and that she’d be interested in a lowlife like me.
But hey, I’m not fooling myself, don’t get me wrong. I know what this is. I know where this ends up. Yeah, Tillie might be slumming, looking for a good time, and the chemistry might be off the charts, but there’s no way I’m fooling myself into thinking this is anymore than a quick fling, before she returns to her real life.
Guys like me don’t end up with women like Tillie.
It’s like a law of physics or some shit.
Still, that didn’t keep me from wanting to show her the best time possible.
If I’d fucked her last night, I’d have fallen asleep right afterwards, and it would have been over way too fast — after all that bumping and grinding on the dance floor, I would’ve exploded at her first touch.
Like I said, she deserved better than that.
I had it all planned out, too. A nice, quiet dinner in her hotel room, followed by a candlelit bubble bath, and then, I intended to spend hours upon hours slowly waking up every inch of her luscious body with my mouth, followed by a deep, intense pounding, ending with long, deep kisses and soft caresses.
I fucking couldn’t wait to sink into her.
I groaned again, my fist wrapping around my throbbing shaft, quickly sliding it up and down until I shuddered with release. I sighed, falling back on my pillow, my head swimming with images of last night.
“Damn,” I said, shaking my head. She’d gotten hold of me, gotten under my skin and I hoped like hell the hours passed quickly. I jumped out of bed and showered, eager to get on with my day so I could get back to Tillie as soon as possible. Maybe I’d even call her and ask to see her sooner. My cock, already throbbing again, twitched, agreeing with that idea, apparently.
This morning, I’ve set up another meeting with the guy at the bank. I’d gotten all my tax returns together yesterday afternoon and I wanted to go over everything else he needed. In the end, I figured the guys were right. We had to at least try to get the funds. If they said no, they said no. But as I walked out to the kitchen, I couldn’t help but feel a little glimmer of hope.
“Hey, brother,” Daine said. He was pouring a cup of coffee and completely buck ass naked, his hair dripping wet.
“Dude, put some clothes on,” I said.
“I just took a shower,” he replied, shrugging nonchalantly.
“So did I and I’m fully fucking dressed,” I said, wryly.
“Well, aren’t you special,” he teased. “Do you want a cookie?”
“Fuck you,” I said, laughing. “I want coffee.”
“Help yourself,” he said. “Listen, Richie, I gotta tell you. I adored Tillie. I think you really got something there. Don’t blow it.”
“I told you I’m really into her. She lives in Los Angeles, though,” I replied.
“So what?” he said. “It’s just a few hours away. I’m serious, Richie. She’s special, I can tell.”
“Dude, she just wants a Vegas fling, and then she’s going back to her life. It’s nothing serious.”
“It is if you make it and if you know what’s good for you, you won’t let her go.”
“You said she was too classy for me, or did you forget that?”
“I was joking,” he replied. “And I’ve been thinking about it. You’re a good fit.”
“Well, you’re right, she’s special. I like her, too. I’m seeing her again tonight.”
“Good, I hope you fuck her like a wild stallion,” he said.
“Dude, what the hell?”
“I said she was special! She deserves it! I’d do it myself if I was into that…kind of thing.”
“You mean pussy?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”
“I’ll do my best,” I said, laughing.
“In the meantime, I have something for you.” He reached over and picked up a folder from the kitchen counter and handed it to me.
“What is it?” I asked, opening it.
“It’s a business plan. I made friends with a cute librarian yesterday and he helped me with it. When I told him we were buying a male strip club, he was all into helping. Actually, he did the whole thing. He emailed it to me this morning. It looks good, if you ask me.”
I scanned over it in awe. There it all was. All of the plans I’d shared with Daine and the guys, all laid out orderly and organized, looking incredibly professional.
“Daine, this is incredible,” I said, shaking my head.
“I knew you’d like it,” he said. “If you have any changes, I can email my library friend. I’m going out with him next week.”
“No, it’s perfect,” I said, throwing my arms around him and hugging him tightly, my heart racing. “Thank you, man.”
He patted me on the back awkwardly.
“You’re welcome, but get off me because I’m naked, remember?”
I jumped back, having forgotten.
“Right,” I said, trying not to stare at his huge, rapidly growing junk. “Thanks, man.”
“There’s something else,” Fox said, walking up behind me. He handed me an envelope. I opened it up to find a check, a very large check.
“What is this?”
“It’s all of our combined savings. I got a cashier’s check for you. Show all this shit to the banker and let’s see him turn us down now.”
“Wow, I can’t believe this,” I said. “You guys are amazing.”
“We love you, dude,” Blaze said, walking up behind him, his long hair tousled as he rubbed his eyes.
“Alright, then,” I said, shaking my head. “My meeting is in half an hour. I better go. Wish me luck.”
“Break a leg, dude,” Daine said.
“Keep us posted,” Fox said.
“Will do,” I replied, walking towards the front door.
“Blaaaaaze!” A girl's voice called from down the hall.
“Blaaaaaaaaaze!” Another girl's voice cried out, this one a little higher.
“Jesus, dude,” I said, looking at him and shaking my head, as he sheepishly began walking back to his room.
“Creature of habit, man,” he replied, shrugging. “Creature of habit…”
I laughed all the way to the truck, my heart pulsing with hope and love for those guys.
If I didn’t have them, I wouldn’t have anything.