Touch Me: A Bad Boy MC Romance

by Cristal Pierre

  “Hold on…” Valerie hears a little bit of fumbling going on and then a wrapper being ripped open. She assumes it’s a condom pack. They talked about this on the phone – protection. It’s another one of Valerie’s rules in the bedroom. “Done.”

  With that, Lucas pats the bed as he tries to search for Valerie’s body. When his hands rest on both her ass, he flips her once again until she’s lying on her back. Slowly, he positions his dick right at her entrance, his head teasing the lips of her pussy. Valerie arches her back when she feels his erection slowly pushing in deeper inside her. She lets out a series of breaths, as she takes his entirety in. She feels the inner walls of her pussy enveloping his dick until it fits snugly inside her. When Lucas can’t go any deeper, he starts to push in and out, and Valerie easily matches his rhythm.

  There’s no need to be scared; there’s no need to be nervous. Blindfolded or not, Valerie and Lucas learn to move in sync. Then, Lucas starts to pick up the pace, and Valerie claws on his shoulders to support herself as she thrusts her hips together with his. She buries her face against the crook of his neck, nipping and sucking on the skin. He loves the feel of the pain and the pleasure as her teeth buries into his skin and her pussy envelops his entirety warmly and tightly. Then, when he’s about to finish, he places a finger on her clitoris and starts to rub on the fold of skin. Together, as if they’re telling one another.

  It’s as if this isn’t the first time they’ve slept together.

  Chapter 3

  “You ended early,” Valerie says, walking up to one of the cocktail tables and taking a seat across Amanda, another close friend.

  Valerie has just finished meeting with a client with a penthouse suite a few blocks away. This part of town is known to most, if not all, as the privileged section of the city. Historical hotel landmarks and fine dining restaurants litter the streets. There are more luxury cars speeding by than the familiar sight of yellow taxi cabs. It’s one of the best places to nab a client, or sometimes, an ideal place to meet up for after-work drinks. For Amanda and Valerie, it’s the latter.

  “What can I say, Mandy got bored very quickly,” her friend says, referring to her alias.

  Unlike her relationship with Angel, Valerie shares stories of her wild nights and crazy requests from clients to Amanda. She knows what Valerie goes through since she’s on the same journey as well. They met when they were hired in the same private party a few years back. It was a secret party attended by wealthy businessmen and a few celebrities who wanted to add a little spice to their lives. There were lots of alcohol, loads of dancing, and more bouts of sex. The party took place in one of the host’s mansions out in the countryside. Valerie doesn’t remember the exact number rooms the mansion has, but it’s well above twenty. After that weekend, Valerie and Amanda stayed in touch. The rest, as they say, is history.

  “That bad?” asks Valerie with a grimace, trying not to grin too much. “No round two?”

  “He couldn’t handle a round two.” Now, Valerie’s full on chuckling with an arm around her stomach. When she cocks an eyebrow up at Amanda as if to ask ‘seriously’, Amanda nods and then replies, “I’m not shitting you. Anyway…how about you? What’s got your knickers in a twist?”

  “What do you mean?”

  Amanda lets out a soft laugh and shakes her head. “Come on. You’re usually running home to your son when you finish work. We don’t really make plans at the last minute unless it’s an emergency or someone has a birthday.” Amanda prods Valerie further. “Come on, what’s up?”

  Valerie lets out a heavy sigh. Amanda can read her like an open book, and she knows she can’t bullshit her friend.

  “I’m fucked,” Valerie says, taking a long sip of her beer. She feels the ice cold liquid flow down her throat. She feels refreshed even if she knows she’s going to wake up with her mouth feeling as dry as the Sahara. “I have a new client…I met him yesterday…”

  “And…?”

  When their eyes meet, Amanda gets an idea of what Valerie’s thinking about. She knows how Valerie talks about her clients. There’s rapid speed in her words and an unattached yet lively tone. Now, she speaks slowly and carefully. There’s an inkling of hesitance in her. Then, Amanda’s eyes widen into saucers.

  “No…” Amanda nudges Valerie by the shoulders. “Don’t fucking tell me you’ve fallen in love…”

  “No!” Valerie quickly cuts in, looking as shocked as Amanda. “Of course not!”

  “So why do you have that look on your face?” When Valerie cocks an eyebrow up, Amanda continues, “That look that says ‘I know you’re going to get mad at me’?”

  Valerie runs a hand through her hair before she tips her head back up to meet Amanda’s eyes. There’s a knot starting to form in her stomach. She never likes feeling this, the feeling of losing control.

  “I can’t stop thinking about him,” she says, sounding a tad bit infuriated at herself. “Tell me I’m fucked.”

  Amanda thins her lips, pondering on what to say. “Yes, you’re fucked…but humor me, why exactly can’t you stop thinking about him?” A pause, and then, “Best sex ever?”

  Valerie nods her head and then says, “Not only that. It’s everything about him…” Amanda tries not to slap the back of her hand over her forehead. “It’s his personality. His youth…he’s much younger than my usual clients.”

  “Don’t you have a lot of co-teachers your age?”

  “Yeah, but then…we lose the ‘best sex ever’ part.”

  Amanda lets out a soft chuckle and then says, “Point taken. Will you see him again?”

  “Two days from now.” Valerie bites her lip. If Amanda were attracted to women, she would’ve leaned forward across the table and pulled Valerie’s head closer for a kiss. The woman knows how to use her beauty to her advantage. The both of them do. “And I don’t want to remove him from my client list. That’s going to be so pathetic of me.”

  “Hmm…” Amanda hooks a finger under her chin and looks around the bar. Her eyes momentarily fall on a man leaning by the bar counter. He’s gorgeous, and he’s staring right at her. Maybe, she’ll approach him later. For now, she has more important things to think about, such as Valerie’s predicament. “Maybe it’s the expectation that you’ll see him again. You never know…after a second pump, he’s going to be like all your other clients.”

  “I hope you’re right…” Valerie says, head bending downwards and eyes staring at the bottle of beer in her hands.

  “Just try to focus on your priorities, dear,” Amanda then says. “Isn’t Trent’s transplant next week? He needs you more than ever.”

  Valerie heaves a sigh, a futile attempt to calm her nerves. “You’re right. Didn’t I tell you I’m fucked?” That gets a laugh from the two women. “And yeah, I’m the ball of nerves between us two. Trent acts like he’s going to a zoo instead of a hospital…”

  “You know your son’s adorable,” Amanda responds. “If you get too distracted with that man of yours, I can always adopt Trent and avoid pregnancy. That way I get to keep my figure.” They both laugh at the obvious joke before Amanda continues, “But seriously Val…you’ll have many more clients after this guy. You don’t even know his real name. You know the chances of us getting a relationship with this kind of job are close to none. There’s a reason we’re hired in secret…”

  Valerie nods in agreement. Truer words have never been spoken.

  Chapter 4

  “Ugh…” the throaty moan escapes his lips. “Yes…”

  The man continues to pump at a slow, rhythmic pace until his dick starts to soften inside her. Dante – that’s his name – pulls out, and then rolls over and lies down on the bed. He removes the condom off him and throws it somewhere around the room.

  Eww.

  Harsh breaths escape his lips, as he tries to calm down and relax. The blindfold is still safely fit around his head, and before he has time to take it off, Valerie gives him a quick peck on the lips and sits up from the bed.
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  “Another round?” she says safely, seeing the man getting too comfortable with lying down. He looks too tired to go at it again. His reply is just as she expects.

  “I’m beat. You were wonderful.”

  With that, Valerie throws her legs over the bed and stands up. She walks around the room, picking up her underwear, her bottoms, her bra, and then her top last. When she’s fully dressed, she leaves the room, but not before saying, “Thanks. You can pay the remaining balance tomorrow. Just give me a call if you want another.”

  Dante nods his head and then says, “You know you’ll be in my bed again.”

  Valerie quirks her lips up into a small grin. Another job down, many more to go.

  When she walks out of his apartment building, she hails a passing cab, which stops to a screech a couple meters in front of her. She gets in and gives the cab driver the directions to her apartment before she leans backwards against the seat.

  Valerie can’t help but let out a disappointed sigh at the thought of the sex earlier. It doesn’t compare to Lucas.

  It’s been a day since her conversation with Amanda. She promised her friend she’d try to stop thinking about the man. But it’s just so hard because she knows she’s going to see him tomorrow. The expectation is there, and she wants to smack herself for it.

  Leaving Dante’s apartment wasn’t all too difficult. She dressed up, told him to pay up, and then left. She inserted a few kisses here and there, but there was no aching and clawing feeling for her to stay, unlike with Lucas.

  Valerie doesn’t know if it’s the closer age gap or the fact that Lucas has managed to break her walls down. He got her to blindfold herself, something she never thought of doing. Valerie can’t pinpoint a singular trait that makes Lucas attractive and the kind of man she can’t stop thinking about. Like she told Amanda, it’s everything about him that makes him so.

  When the cab comes to a screeching halt in front of her apartment building, she takes her wallet out of her bag, pays the driver, and steps out of the cab. She feels the cool wind of the night lightly brush against her face. Trent’s probably sleeping, and she can’t be any more thankful for her ten-year old boy. For some reason, he never questions her on why she goes home late. Sometimes, she feels Trent knows what she’s doing. She knows children nowadays are much smarter than adults give them credit for. She still hopes he doesn’t know and that he never asks. It’s for the good of both of them.

  Valerie doesn’t realize she’s been standing outside in the cold for quite a while, give or take five minutes. When her train of thought is broken, she reaches for the phone in her bag and dials a number. Grant, the owner of the city’s most exclusive gentleman’s club, picks up after a couple rings.

  “’‘Ello!” he yelps into the phone, which causes Valerie to flinch a bit and hold her phone further away from her ear. “What’s up, darlin’?”

  Hey Grant,” she says, voice light and easy. “Wondering if you have room for me tonight?”

  She hears chuckling coming from the other end. “Of course! That’d be a treat! When did you last take in walk-in clients?” When she stays silent, Grant then continues, “Exactly! You’ll be doing me a favor, my dear!”

  “Great.” She tips her lips up into a grin. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

  “I will fucking kiss you when I see you!” he says, trying not to laugh too much. “I’ll have one of the VIP rooms prepared.”

  After a couple more pleasantries, Grant hangs up, and Valerie hails another cab. She pushes herself to believe she needs this – sex with another stranger. It’s going to help with Trent’s transplant. Having more money is always better. At the same time, she’ll be forced to stop thinking about Lucas even for just a few minutes.

  She’ll worry about him when they see each other tomorrow.

  Chapter 5

  When Valerie enters his bedroom, Lucas is there sitting on the edge of his bed. At the sound of the door opening, his head tips towards her. She feels him looking at her from underneath the blindfold. Slowly, she starts walking closer to him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She sees him lick his bottom lip. She knows the heels are always a nice, deliciously sexy touch. The sound of heels clicking is always a turn on for men.

  “I’d say it’s good to see you again, but that’s not exactly true,” he says, the edge of his lips quirking up into a sexy grin. He tugs the blindfold a bit, and Valerie can’t help but laugh softly. “If only I can see you…”

  “Well, it’s good to see you again,” She says, getting closer to him.

  As she steps forward, she slowly removes one article of clothing after the other. When she’s right in front of him, she’s fully naked. It should be a good little surprise for him. Valerie then stretches her arm out and reaches for his hand. She intertwines her fingers with his before she leads his hand to roam the expanse of her body.

  When his hand rests upon the side of her waist, Lucas tips his head up towards hers. He’s caught off guard by the feel of smooth flesh, and Valerie’s model-esque body feels good. She feels soft and feminine, so very different from his chiseled exterior. Tonight will be so much better than the last, even if the last experience would be hard to top.

  “This is unfair,” Lucas says, knowing Valerie won’t be blindfolding herself tonight – part of their agreement.

  Valerie shakes her head, even if he can’t see her. “Unfair for me. I can surprise you. That adds to the fantasy of tonight,” she then whispers huskily against his ear. “And you won’t even know what’s coming.”

  Slowly, Lucas hands starts to move upwards from her waist. His fingers leave a heated trail along her skin. She feels his one hand cupping her butt, and then he gives it a little slap. She flinches a bit and lets out a squeal. Her feminine voice fills the room and turns him on.

  “Ow,” she says, giggling still. “What was that for?”

  There’s that smirk on his face. The way the corner of his lips is turned up has her feeling hot and heavy. She wonders how his eyes look. With the right person, eyes and a smile can serve as a lethal weapon. “That’s for being naughty. Can’t I take my blindfold off?”

  Valerie laughs and doesn’t utter a word. That’s answer enough. No, you can’t.

  She then bends her head backwards when Lucas hands move to her inner thighs. Excitement builds up inside her, and it doesn’t help that he’s purposely teasing her. He’s drawing circles on her thighs, but they never get close enough to her pussy. Heat is already pooling in her nether region, and when his hands move up to her breasts, Valerie can’t help but frown. She’ll have to wait till his fingers are inside her.

  Lucas gives her breasts a squeeze before he twists one taut nipple and then the other. He moves his hand up to the crook of her neck and cups her face. Valerie sees him smile, and she wonders what he’s thinking.

  Then, he bends down and lands a kiss on her lips.

  Valerie can’t help but elicit a moan when he feels his lips against hers. Automatically, she snakes her arms around his neck and pulls his head closer to hers to deepen the kiss. He eagerly responds, kissing and then nipping at her bottom lip playfully. She can’t help but smile against his lips.

  As Valerie plays with the strands on Lucas’ nape, he starts to trail kisses downwards from her lips to her neck and further down to her breasts. He caresses the swells on her chest, squeezing and sucking, and Valerie bends her head a bit backwards as she savors the feel of Lucas’ lips and teeth on her skin. Then, he switches places with her, and Valerie feels the edge of the bed against the back of her knees with Lucas’ back facing the door.

  “Yes…” Valerie moans, as Lucas’ fingers continue to knead her breasts. His lips move in impatience from her breasts and then up to her neck before closing his lips over her nipples once again. Valerie doesn’t know where to focus. Pleasure is coming from every, single part of her body. If Lucas didn’t have such strong arms and a toned body, she would’ve already melted and turned into a pile of
goo on the floor.

  “You like that…?” he asks, pulling his lips away from her neck for a quick second.

  “Love.”

  With a triumphant smile, Lucas swipes a tongue across a taut nipple and Valerie gives his shoulders a squeeze. His mouth then closes over her left breast and starts to suck while his hand moves sneakily in the direction of her pussy. He pushes her legs apart and starts to draw imaginary circles on her inner thigh. The heat pooling in her pussy is sign enough that she’s enjoying this as much as he is. She can’t wait till she feels Lucas inside her.