“If you don’t get on the mattress right now, I’m going to blow my load in my lap.”
With one last lick, I stood.
Wiggling out of my shorts and peeling off my top, I slid onto the mattress, making sure to spread my legs so he could get a full view of my pussy.
“Fuck, you are dripping.” He did something to his wheelchair which I think locked it in place and pushed himself onto his one foot before he dropped to the mattress. I helped him pull down his jeans and gave his cock a few licks on the way back up. His fingers curled into my hair, holding me in place. “Don’t. Not yet. Now lie back and spread wide for me.”
It gave me a thrill when he ordered me around, and of course, I did as he said. He reached over to grab the dildo before pulling up beside me.
Tucker looked over to the curtains which were wide open. “Do you want to close the curtains? I know some women like it dark.”
I shook my head. He had no idea how happy I was that those curtains were open.
“No, I’m fine.”
He smiled and slid a finger down between my tits. “Anytime you want to stop, you just tell me.”
I nodded.
“And, Niki?” He waited for me to respond with a yes before he added, “I like kinky. So, anything you’ve always wanted to do, just say and I’ll do it.”
There was one thing I fantasized about, but I didn’t know if he would consider it kinky. Kinky usually involved being tied up or whipped or wearing masks, and my fantasy wasn’t like those things.
Guys didn’t like what I was into, so I knew not to let Tucker in on it.
“Okay.”
“I’m going down on you now,” he said and he was true to his word.
Within seconds of his lips sucking on my clit, I curled my fingers into his hair and ground my pussy against his face. It had been so long since I had sex—almost two years—that I wasn’t surprised I was on my back with my jerk neighbor between my legs.
My teeth were clenched, and I probably sounded more like a wild beast than a woman building up to an orgasm as Tucker licked and sucked on my pussy.
“Open wide because here comes the pink wonder.” He chuckled and I felt the vibrations down to my toes.
“Yes.” I was moving my hips wildly at that point and Tucker had to pin me down.
I felt the dildo press against my thighs. With a few thrusts, it was inside. I lifted my head and saw Tucker sucking on my clit as he moved the pink wonder in and out of me. Once it was deep enough, the other part pushed into my ass. Not a lot, but just enough for me to realize why people liked that sort of thing. It absolutely added to the pleasure, though it burned slightly at first, but then it exploded in bliss.
“Fuck, Tucker. I’m going to come.”
I did and it was the best orgasm I had ever had. It rippled through my body causing my toes to curl. I closed my eyes as everything faded away except for the waves of euphoria.
Tucker continued to swirl his tongue over me but slowed the dildo until I released my grip on his hair. As the fog lifted and my muscles relaxed into goo, Tucker pulled out the dildo. What he did with it, I had no idea, but I didn’t care because I felt great.
“Wow. You really needed that,” he said as he moved to my side. Tucker slid his finger down between my breasts.
“I certainly did.” I reached over and cupped his cheek, brushing my thumb over his bottom lip. “Thank you.”
“Anytime.”
We stared into each other’s eyes. This may sound silly, but I liked looking at him. I didn’t know if it was his expression or something as simple as the small dimple under his eye, but I felt taken care of with him. That he was the one person on Earth who would never expect me to be my best all the time.
I had no idea if it was my heart playing tricks on me, but I felt as if Tucker was the one person who liked me more when I wasn’t trying to be perfect.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”
And then he took my hand, the one cupping his cheek, and set it to his heart and held it there. And I knew he meant every word he said.
SIX
Tucker
“THE LAWYER HAS AN IDEA as to why the L-Association created that law, but I can’t discuss this over the phone with you. Can you come into the office today?” my vice president, Dave Holt, said over the phone.
I had a fuck-buddy. I smiled as thoughts of Niki coming all over that pink dildo made everything else I was dealing with seem meaningless. The only thing that mattered was her pussy.
It was gorgeous.
“Sure. After lunch,” I said and followed it up with a yawn.
“This is serious, Tucker. This law could break us. But someone is interested in buying the company.”
“What? Who said I was selling?”
If I were to sell the company, I’d make sure it was someone reputable. But, I had never mentioned selling nor had I showed interest, so all this was coming out of nowhere.
Nothing was making sense. When I got out of the Marines several years ago, an old friend from high school, Koi Brigstocke, offered me a job at his small tech company he had started right out of high school. I worked my way up after just a few years.
Last year he told me he needed to speak to me about something important and took me out to lunch. That’s when he offered to sell me the company. Koi told me there was something he needed to do, and he wouldn’t be able to run the company anymore.
I explained that I didn’t have that sort of money and he laughed. He said he would sell it to me for only one dollar.
Crazy, right?
Of course, I bought it. I asked if there was a catch or if he would want it back in the future. He said no, that it was mine.
Then he disappeared. Super mysterious, like something out of a movie. I half expected him to show back up in a DeLorean and tell me that my future kids needed my help.
But Koi trusted me to run this thing and I went to all the trouble of changing the name after taking over. There was stationery made which cost more than you would imagine for an entire company. The website had to be updated. What I was saying was I had to make sure Six Infinity stayed afloat.
“No one said anything about that. That’s another reason we need to meet. Is everything all right?”
“Yes. Just didn’t get much sleep last night.”
It had been two days since I’d seen Niki. Two days of going around with blue balls because all I could think about was Niki’s tits, her pussy, and those tempting lips.
She wasn’t avoiding me. I made her stay away. It was something I got off on. Not delaying her satisfaction, but my own.
I never came that day I put my lips on her soft, wet clit. We kissed and talked. I took pleasure in touching her and made her come again two more times. When she reached for my cock, I had to hold her back and distract her with the dildo.
Yesterday, I sent a package to her. It contained another dildo, a butt plug, a phone, and a list of instructions. When I opened my door this morning, the phone was on the ground with a note.
One simple word was scrawled across the paper. Done.
“Okay, I’ll tell Kate. We can meet in the conference room at one. That good?”
“Sounds perfect. See you then.”
I ended the call before he could respond and threw my phone on the coffee table. Perhaps I’d get a chance to turn on the phone that Niki used and see how she interpreted my instructions.
There was a knock at the door. My heart beat rapidly in my chest because it could only be one person. I slid into my wheelchair from the couch and rolled over to the door. When I opened the door, I couldn’t help the goofy grin on my face.
Fuck playing it cool. Niki was too sexy for me not to display every smile she inspired.
“Hi,” she said, her cheeks pink as she nibbled on her thumb.
“Hi, beautiful.” I stared up at her and couldn’t help but wonder how I got so lucky. “You ready to get naked with me?”
She no
dded and raced into my place and I watched her ass as she moved to the couch. When she got to the navy wool couch, I thought she was going to sit but she hesitated.
“Actually, I came here to let you know I’m going to New York for a few days. I fly out tonight. I’m going to be on the Michelle Hart Late Night Show.”
“Oh,” I said and wondered why I had a weird sensation in my chest like I didn’t want her to go. “That’s great. You know it’s funny, but I’ve never seen any of your movies.”
She frowned. “It’s not like you’re supposed to see them. You’re not my boyfriend or anything like that. I mean, technically, we haven’t even had sex,” Niki said and sat, nibbling on her lip.
Pushing myself over to her and locking the chair, I maneuvered myself onto the couch beside her. Taking her hand in mine, I rubbed my thumb over her soft palm. She smelled like a summer garden, bringing warmth to this cold day.
“I’m not much of a movie person. I don’t like to distract myself with anything but books. But if it means that much to you, I’ll download one right now.”
“No.” Nikki shook her head and her platinum curls swished around her head. “It’s silly. Like I said, it’s not like we’re anything more than friends-with-benefits.”
We were and it’s what I wanted, but something didn’t feel right. I didn’t like it when Niki kept saying I wasn’t her boyfriend.
I’d sworn off women after my last girlfriend used me because my brother’s a famous rock star and I had money. And I stayed true to my word. But with Niki as a neighbor, I knew it was only a matter of time before I broke my vow.
At least I knew she wasn’t using me for fame and money.
“Did you want to be more than fuck-buddies?” I asked more for myself than for her.
She rubbed her chin. “I only moved in a week ago. I think, maybe, a little more time and then we can discuss it.” She nodded as if agreeing to her own statement.
I nodded too, but something disturbed me. It was the thought of her with all those handsome stars in New York. Those actors were just models that knew how to show emotion on cue. They’d take one look at Niki and take full advantage of her sweetness.
And I couldn’t let that happen.
“Yeah, but in the meantime, perhaps you could promise me you won’t screw anyone else.”
Niki sat back and stared at me. Her eyes narrowed, and I knew I said something wrong—I just couldn’t figure out what it was.
“Excuse me?”
“What? What’d I say?”
I seriously had no idea what was happening. This was an adult conversation about the possibility that what we had could be more in the future, and then as I asked her to keep her legs shut while she was away from me—Wait, I see what I did there. Yup, I fucked it up. Of course, I did.
Niki stood and pointed her finger down at me. Her face flushed and not because she was turned on. “Do you really think I go around and fuck any guy I see? ‘Oh, my mouth is horny. I need cock,’” she said with a bite and I tried my best not to chuckle at the last part. “Oh yeah, laugh it up because that’s the only enjoyment you’re going to get from me from now on.”
Turning she marched to the door.
“Niki. Wait. I didn’t mean it like that.”
She stopped just before she walked out. “And what did you mean exactly, Tucker? Despite what you think, you don’t have control over my pussy. Like last night, directing me to film myself coming for you . . . Is that what you like? Controlling women? Well, you can’t tell me what to do anymore.”
“It’s not about control. I mean . . . yes, it is, but not how you think.”
She sighed and as she left, closing the door behind her, I heard her mumble, “I made a mistake.”
SEVEN
Niki
“DO YOU NEED A RIDE back home?” Willa asked as we walked through the terminal from the plane.
We had recently arrived back from New York City after a delay due to snow. It was late, and all I wanted to do was get home so I could sleep in my own bed.
“No. I’m taking a taxi, but thanks for the offer.”
They had to wait for their luggage and since I only brought a carry-on bag, I hadn’t felt like waiting. I could go straight out, hop into a taxi, and in fifteen minutes, be walking through my front door.
“It’s sort of late. Are you sure you want to be alone in a cab?” Hunter asked, pushing on his sunglasses—even though it was nighttime in an airport.
Willa rolled her eyes. “The magic sunglasses. Yeah, nobody’s going to realize you’re a famous rock star now.”
Hunter shrugged. “You’d be surprised how much this works. You should get a pair.”
“No thanks.”
Willa wrapped her arm around his side. Despite the teasing, she loved him, and what I just experienced was Willa’s idea of flirting.
I was jealous, especially when Hunter laughed. He sounded so much like Tucker.
I missed him. It’s funny the things you remember most about your first time with someone. Not that Tucker had sex with me, but what he did was incredible nonetheless.
When I thought about that day, it wasn’t when he first went down on me or broke out the pink dildo that made my heart flutter. It was when he caressed me. Like he was addicted to touching me . . . like he couldn’t get enough.
That did things to me. Maybe I was the one addicted to him?
The airport wasn’t that crowded at night and not many people took notice of us as we walked past the terminals toward the escalators to the lower level.
When we finally entered the waiting area, there was someone familiar, sitting in a wheelchair, holding up a sign that read Gitta Patton.
His stare hit me in the chest hard. I gasped. Tucker wasn’t supposed to be here. I didn’t realize he knew when I was flying back. His brother must have said something.
I hadn’t spoken to him in three days and despite how I left things; I wanted to race over and hop into his lap.
And the name on the card, that caused whatever resentment that was left over from earlier in the week to dissolve into nothing.
Though the resentment was gone I was still unsure about him. He seemed to thrive in chaos. Sure he did and said things I wanted to, but then what? That’s when the mess happened. Feelings hurt, problems created, and he’d shrug as if it was nothing.
That was a problem.
“Who the hell is Gitta Patton? Your new girlfriend?” Hunter asked as he walked over to his brother and slapped him on the shoulder.
Willa leaned close and stopped me before we got to Tucker. “I think someone is falling for you.”
“What? He’s my neighbor, not my boyfriend.”
She twisted the corner of her mouth as she glanced over at Tucker. “That’s funny because right now, he’s acting more like your boyfriend than your neighbor.”
Willa knew the answer to her boyfriend’s question wasn’t who Gitta was, but what she was.
I glanced over at Tucker, his gaze still locked on me as his brother was speaking to him. Maybe Willa was right. He was acting more like my boyfriend, but it’s not as if we had been casual.
Even our fight . . . I was the one who stormed out of his place, ending what tiny scrap of a relationship we started. I acted like the hurt girlfriend.
It hadn’t even been two weeks since I moved into the building, but I could tell he wanted more than a friends-with-benefits relationship.
“We haven’t even had sex.”
“Yet. You haven’t had sex . . . yet.”
I shrugged and tried to hide the heat creeping up my neck.
“Come off it, Niki. The sexual chemistry between you two is potent. I worry I’m going to be electrocuted when I walk into a room and you both are there. I saw the look on your face when you realized he gave you a basket of dildos. You liked it.”
I grabbed at my hair, but it was too short to pull in front of my face. “I did not.”
Ugh, it was times like this that I hated
that Willa knew me so well.
“You are such a liar!” She playfully slapped me on my arm. “Now get over there and tell that man you want him.”
Willa walked off and grabbed Hunter’s hand, pulling him toward the escalator. They waved at us as they were slowly lowered away.
“So, you watched Playing With My Heart.”
“Yup. All ninety-two minutes of it.”
I took a few steps closer. “Do you think watching one movie I was in will mean I’ll forgive you for basically calling me a whore?”
He thought about it for a moment, rubbing at his chin and then nodded. “Yes.”
This guy right here. I smirked and took a step closer. “Did you watch the show? Did you see what happened?”
“I saw my brother make a fool of himself. But that’s nothing new.”
“So you think it’s too early for them?”
“Let’s not talk about Willa and Hunter. Instead, let me take you home.”
I lifted a brow. “You got a car?”
“Sort of. Come on.” He reached for the bag in my hand. When I tried to insist that I could carry it on my own, the man laughed.
“What? You think I can’t carry a bag?”
“It’s not that. I’m quite sure you could carry me if you wanted. I think it’s cute that you try so hard to resist me.” He winked before he set the bag on his lap.
I did. And it wasn’t that he was brash or obnoxious or watched porn at the highest decimal—it was because of those things. He was refreshing. With my mom and the people I met in Hollywood who tried so hard to be something they weren’t, here was a guy who didn’t try to sweet talk me or lie to me. He was upfront and not ashamed of what he wanted.
And it gave me a thrill that what he wanted was me.
“So, you think I shouldn’t resist you?”
“I didn’t say that.”
His eyes darted away, and I wondered if he meant to say that out loud.
“Hmm, okay.”
He grabbed his wheels and pushed. “Come on. The car’s waiting. And it’s cold as balls out there. It would be rude to keep the guy waiting.”
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