Bad Boy Exposed

by Ashlee Price

  Chapter 3 – Jerold

  The panties in my hand were soaking wet. I hadn’t expected such a display, even though I had tasted how much she could come. I could feel myself getting hard as my pants tightened. I don’t know why, but all I could think about was putting them to my face and inhaling. I did just that and had to close my eyes at the smell. She smelled so good that I was ready to take her right then and there. Her smell was intoxicating, and it reminded me of the flavor of her in my mouth.

  “Thank you, Nicola. Hopefully that will remind you to listen the first time I tell you to do something.”

  She nodded her head. I could tell that it had affected her. It affected me just to see her chest rising and falling so quickly, but I didn’t mention it. I didn’t have to. She knew that she was mine and the submission was finally complete. There was no more doubt in my mind, and I was thankful for that because I didn’t want to think about anyone else but her.

  “Is there anything else that you need, sir?”

  Her question was paired with her dark, sultry eyes and it was enough to make me throb in my slacks. Damn, she was beautiful. The list of things that I needed from her had no end, and I was ready for more.

  “I can make you feel good too, Jerold, if you just let me.”

  Her words were enough to stop me in my tracks. It wasn’t the words themselves, but the breathy way that she said them and the tone of her voice. She made me want her so badly that when she came closer, there was no way that I could tell her no. Her destination became clear, and I was lost in the thought of what she was doing. There was no telling her no.

  Nicola was quickly on her knees. She looked up at me with those brown eyes, making my heart lurch in my chest.

  “Is this what would make you feel good, sir?”

  I nodded my head that it would feel good. I knew it was going to be amazing, and I couldn’t wait for her to do it. I could feel the breeze on my heated flesh as she opened up my pants. Her hand fished me out, and before I could prepare myself, she was pushing my thick head between her soft lips and there was nothing else that I could do.

  Why did it feel like it had been forever since I had been in someone’s mouth? It felt like my cock had been hard since I had first seen Nicola. Now I was ready to relieve some of the pressure that her constantly being around me had caused. I wasn’t used to feeling this way, but now all of the anticipation was melting away as she moved up and down my shaft.

  I’d never felt such suction before. I could tell that she was getting into it. Her soft moans vibrated against the shaft. My hand went to the silken brown strands that fell down her shoulders, and I pulled her in harder, pushing myself deeper. I wanted to fill her completely and only when she pushed back against me did I finally pull out.

  Nicola took a deep breath and then moved back down. My hand coaxed her down a little further to see if she could take all of me into her mouth. I was almost there when she gagged a little and I released her. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I knew that I was so excited that I might by accident.

  I let her take over and she grabbed my waist, using her grip to pull me to her over and over again. I couldn’t help the thrusting of my hips. I was well beyond the point of any return to sanity. I was so close to coming that I warned her. I thought she might pull away and let me take care of coming, but instead she kept me in her mouth.

  “Swallow it for me, Nicola. I want you to swallow all of it.”

  She nodded her head, her eyes looking up to me with little red rims around them. I was trying not to push deeper, but I wanted all of me inside of her. It wasn’t enough to come. I wanted to come down her throat, as deep as I could.

  When I finally felt the first shot come out, it hit the back of her throat. Once again her throat muscles closed around the head of my cock and I was in pure bliss. I pushed my hips forward to take as much of her as I could. She finally pressed back against me and I heard her whimper as I pulled out completely. Nicola was breathing hard, a little bit of my seed dripping from the corner of her mouth.

  I wiped it off of her as I helped her up to her feet. I had not expected that. I had expected to have to tell her what I wanted and how to please me, but Nicola had offered and I didn’t even have to ask. It somehow made it better that she had offered and not had to be asked. She’d done it because she wanted to, and that made it that much better. I had to ask myself, where had she been my whole life?

  Nicola watched me put my softening cock back in my pants. I liked the way her eyes followed it and her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip. It was hard not to want more, but we both were in the middle of a work day. I could hear people coming down the hallway.

  “Looks like it is time for you to get back to work, Nicola.”

  She nodded her head and didn’t say a word back. I passed Connie on the way out. She was with a couple of the women from the sixth floor. She gave me another one of her looks, and I tried to look as innocent as possible. I was starting to realize that maybe Connie was not as happy about the new in-house chef as I was. Hell, I couldn’t even walk the same after seeing her. There was a lightness to my step and there was nothing I wanted more than to go back in there and take her properly. The timeline had definitely changed, and I was starting to think that she needed less warmup than I was used to. Nicola was not like any of the submissive women that I’d had in the past. She was a whole new experience, one that I was ready to try more of.

  When I got back to the office, I sat back in my chair and closed my eyes. The sights and sounds of the day were enough to keep a smile on my face, and it wasn’t long before I was dozing off in the middle of the day. It was something that never happened, and I knew it was because of Nicola’s perfect lips around me. She had done well, and it was time that I gave her a reward for all of her hard work the past week.

  ***

  “Sir?”

  I felt someone shaking my shoulder and I woke up to see Connie looking down at me. I wasn’t sure how long she had been there, but she didn’t look to happy to find me asleep.

  “Now you’re sleeping in the middle of the day? Jerold, I’m starting to worry about you.”

  Her face didn’t seem to hold any worry, so I didn’t really trust the words. Connie had been acting differently lately. I wasn’t sure why, but I was sure that I didn’t like it. She was always rather severe in her actions, but lately she had become a real ball-buster.

  I sat up in the chair and tried to focus my eyes away from the tiny woman in pink. The clock told me that over two hours had passed since my last meeting had ended and I had made my way to the kitchen. I was sure that it was Nicola’s mouth that had made me so tired. It was like a shot of Nyquil to my system.

  “No need to worry, just too much partying last night.”

  She looked like she didn’t believe me, and I finally asked her what she wanted so she would stop looking at me like that. I knew that she had to be there for something, so the sooner she got it out, the sooner I could wake up and stop looking at her sour face.

  “I need some approvals on the downtown project. City Hall sent these over a while ago and then called when you hadn’t returned them. I figured that your fax was out, and I find you up here sleeping like a college student in the middle of the day.”

  Her words made me grit my teeth. I didn’t know why I was so bothered by her. “I will take care of it, Connie, thank you.”

  I was dismissing her, but it took her a minute to realize it. She wasn’t happy when she finally did leave, and there was a bad feeling hanging in the room after she was gone. I didn’t understand women, that I knew, but Connie was ever harder to understand than the rest of them.

  Chapter 4 – Nicola

  It was another Friday night. I was relieved to see that Jamie wasn’t there. I asked mom about him, and she told me that she would not be inviting him back to the house. I knew that she was still thinking about what I had told her about him, and I was trying hard not to say any more. I should have kept my mouth shut, but it
was just too much to have him there.

  The evening was more like usual. I was helping mom in the kitchen when I heard someone coming in the front door and getting greeted by Karen. I looked over to my mother and she kind of shrugged. There was a sinking feeling in my stomach as I poked my head through the swinging doors. I was shocked to see who was standing there.

  “Hey, Nicola. Tell your mom that I brought the wine.”

  I nodded my head and then moved back into the kitchen. “Mom?!?”

  “What?”

  I knew what she was doing. She was never very good at being sneaky. “What is he doing here?”

  “Jerold?”

  I gave her an exasperated look. She was trying to pretend like she didn’t know what I was talking about. “So why is he here, mom? Why did you invite my boss here?”

  “Well, he isn’t really your boss, dear. You are subcontracted out.”

  There was a look in her eyes and a tone in her voice. “Mom, you can’t be serious!”

  She was, though, I could tell. She was shameless in her pursuit of finding me a boyfriend, and I didn’t think that she was ever going to stop until I finally gave up and married one of them. “He is a nice man. Your father and your brothers all think so. He is rich, handsome and he looks at you like you are the only woman in the world. You need to see what is right in front of you, Nicola.”

  All of what she said was true, but there was another side of him that no one else knew about. I was the one who’d had to bend over and be spanked, pleasured and punished. Jerold was all of those things, but he was so much more too.

  “He is my boss. I know that you are thinking technicalities, but he is still my boss, so please don’t start messing with him. I can’t take another crazy guy right now. Jamie is following me, I think. He showed up at Clinton’s and told me that he wasn’t leaving until I went back with him.”

  Mom looked like she felt bad, but I still kind of thought it was her fault. She was the one who was still talking to him, and if she hadn’t called him and given him updates on me, maybe he never would have come. Maybe he would have forgotten what it was like when we were ‘us’ and stayed away.

  “Do you want me to talk to him?”

  “No, mom, I want you to stop talking to him. And stop calling my boss and trying to make a love match!” I could feel my heart racing and my temperature was going up. I couldn’t really yell like I wanted to, knowing that he was in the next room with all of my family. “I mean it. Just leave it be.”

  I didn’t stop to see how she responded. I knew that she most likely had a hurt look on her face that was going to make me feel guilty, and I didn’t want to feel that way. I wanted to be mad at her. It was not the first time she’d spent too much time and energy on my love life. I just wanted to make my own decisions, even if they were the wrong ones. I was sure that Jerold was a bad decision, but it didn’t matter. When I was with him something took over me. When we were together it didn’t matter that it was wrong. But having him here with my family, and them knowing who he was to me, was not something that was so easy to see past.

  Taking a deep breath, I went out to the dining room and started to put a few plates on the table. Jerold met my eyes from his spot in the living room. I sent him a look of wonder and he just kind of grinned at me in the way that he did. His smile was disarming and I couldn’t help but smile back. It didn’t help that my mother was coming out of the kitchen just then and saw the look. She didn’t say a word, but I could tell that she wanted to say something.

  The dinner was one of the longer ones that we’d had recently. There was a lot to talk about, and I was happy to listen to everyone else and keep my business out of it. I didn’t have much good to say. I graduated the next week, but I wasn’t really worried about that anymore. I was too wrapped up in Jerold and the games we played to actually care too much about a piece of paper. It didn’t seem to matter much at all now. Before it had been a dream, but dreams and priorities change.

  When everyone started to leave, Jerold asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. I was surprised, but I did like the idea of being with him just a little bit longer. Last time he’d been mad at me, but this time was different. Jerold was open and laughing, something that I’d never really seen at work. It was a whole other side of him, and I wanted to see more. It was one thing to be around him with the family. It was another to get away from everyone’s prying eyes.

  “I think this is the first time that we have really been alone.”

  His eyebrow went up. I was unconsciously steering him down to a small swimming hole that I had been going to since I was young. It had a nice dock and was rather private. That was what I think I wanted it for. I wanted a place to be alone with him, and more than anything I wanted to play some more games. We hadn’t played any in a long time, days that seemed to feel like full weeks of no touch.

  “Where are we?”

  “This is called Smitty’s Pier.”

  He didn’t seem too impressed, and when I looked back I could see why. There really wasn’t anything wonderful or spectacular about it. The best part of Smitty’s had been how close it was to my house. It had been close enough to walk to every morning and I had done just that many times in my youth.

  “I’ve never heard of this place.”

  “Well, I’m sure that has something to do with the fact that there would be no place to park your yacht.”

  He gave me a strange look. I wondered what it was about. I guessed I shouldn’t have said anything about the fact that he was filthy rich, but I was certain that he hadn’t been to many places like the pier. It was a small and kind of out-of-the-way place for locals. I imagined that he stayed in his gated community on the other side of town. He wasn’t from my area.

  “You don’t like that I have money, do you?”

  I shrugged. It didn’t matter to me either way, it never had. But I liked that he got so defensive about it. I don’t know why, but I did. “It’s not that. I’m just not used to people that have money. Both of my parents work for the city, so you know that they aren’t making a bunch of money. So all of that fancy stuff that you keep ordering I usually have to find a recipe for. Just different in a lot of ways, is all.”

  It occurred to me that that was the most I had ever said to him in one go. Usually I was so quick to get away from him, but now all I wanted to do was be near him. He was walking closer, and as we made it to the pier, he took my hand and tucked it into his arm. I felt safe with him and leaned in against his strong shoulders.

  “You can make me anything you want, Nicola.”

  “Well, aren’t you easy today.”

  “Not easy, very hard. It is the state I am in with you all of the time.”

  I didn’t know what to say to that. It wasn’t something that I could really comment on, but I hoped that his saying that meant that he was ready to do something about it. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted him, to be with him in all ways, but ever since I had taken him into my mouth, he had changed a little. I wondered if I had gone too far. I hadn’t really thought much of it then; it was just a way to pay him back for what he had done for me. It had been perfect and a little maddening, but if I would have known that he would act like this, I wouldn’t have done it at all.

  “Well, you haven’t asked for any more special lunches, sir. I thought maybe you’d had your fill.”

  He stopped me when we were almost to the end of the pier. I was looking down into the water and I had a moment where I wanted to ask him to swim with me. It was not something I thought he would do, but the water called to me, and when I asked him, I think he surprised us both with his yes.

  I hadn’t really thought it through, though. It wasn’t like I had a bathing suit on. But all thoughts left my mind when he started to take his shirt off. I hadn’t seen much more of him than his manhood, and the hard lines of his chest made me pause. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, and quite frankly, I didn’t want to. He was gorgeous. I was still standing there fu
lly clothed. I needed the man badly, and I felt like once again he was teasing me. He had to know what he did to me, he had to.

  Chapter 5 – Nicola

  “Are you going to go swimming in that?”

  I looked down at my clothes, which were the same clothes I’d worn to work that day. I didn’t have anything on underneath, thanks to my boss’s demand that I be bare. Now I was a little worried about what that was going to mean. He was standing there in his boxers, the fabric molding to his very form, and I was left with a dry mouth. That didn’t seem to be something that I was going to be able to change.

  “Um, I don’t really have anything on underneath this, Jerold.”

  He didn’t seem to mind. In truth, he seemed rather pleased with that information. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. “Good, then that means that you’ve been listening.”

  “Well, you haven’t checked.”

  “I can smell how wet you are when you come into my office, and those breasts never stop moving. I think I can see them swaying in my mind.”

  My cheeks were getting red, and as he moved closer, I was trembling for his touch. His hands moved quickly, pulling the buttons on my blouse to open it up to his greedy eyes. I saw the darkness fill them again, and then he kind of jerked on my skirt, apparently wanting me naked right then. I heard it rip and reminded him that we had to go back to my parent’s house. “Do you really want me to have to explain what happened?”

  He didn’t answer, but his hands took my hands and pulled me closer. Now our bodies were against each other, skin to skin, and I can’t say how good that felt. It was what I had wanted for some time, and I was glad that I had talked him into it.

  We went into the water and found a place that was away from the pier and up by the storm wall that lined the beach. I was looking for the soft kisses that he had given me before on the dock, but there was another part of him that was coming out. His hands were rougher as he pushed me against the wall, my back hitting it and stopping me from moving forwards. I was pinned in between the concrete and his body. He was hard and he made me want him more than anything else in the world.