by M. Brennan
"Nessa."
"What? You wanted to talk, I'm making conversation." He takes a deep breath.
"What I do is none of your business." Well that told me, so I change the subject.
"Do you have family?" Something in his eyes changes—it ranges from anger to something softer then I can see the wall going back up.
"That also doesn't concern you." He's not parting with anything.
"So you wanted to talk but you won't talk about anything. What's your deal?"
"I just have rules Nessa. You're not a permanent part of my life so you don't need to know my family or anything about me actually." His voice is so cold. Normal people would just shut up, tonight though my mouth just doesn't have a filter.
"Why are you like that?"
"Like what?" he asks like he hasn't a clue what I'm on about.
"Cold. You're so cold, you hide everything. They're only simple questions I was asking trying to be nice." I was totally being nosey but he doesn't need to know that.
"I hide things because they're no one else's business." Well that's fair.
"So what about this whole mistress thing, why not have a normal relationship?" He looks like his head might explode at this stage, I'm actually feeling a little scared.
"Because I'm no one’s knight in shining armour. This isn't a fairy tale. I don't need a white picket fence and two point five children to be happy. A good fuck is all I need now drop it." He's growling again and I can't drop it just yet, I love winding him up a little too much.
"But you could be. Why not date a girl and see how things go?"
"Why give false hope. I don't do love and couldn't be arsed with a relationship. They only complicate things. I like a good fuck with no emotional feelings."
"Why are you like that?" He looks a little confused again. Poor guy.
"Because I don't want a relationship. Does there has to be a reason?" he questions.
"Yes. Things happen in life to cause us to feel certain ways about things, what happened to you?" He pushes his plate away and stands up and walks over to pour himself another whiskey. When he turns back his eyes are blacker than I've ever seen them.
"What happened to you Nessa? You're so full of this wisdom you must have been through something yourself." Wow that caught me off guard.
"Nothing happened me, I'm just wise like that." I try to joke it off.
"Well nothing happened me. I'm not broken, I just don't want a relationship so fucking drop it already." Oh I have hit a nerve and I know it going by the look on his face I'm better off quitting while I'm ahead.
"Whatever." He sits on the couch, leans back, then looks over to me. "Come here Nessa."
Oh shit. "Why?"
"Stop talking and questioning everything and just get your ass over here."
I get up out of my chair and slowly walk over to where he's sitting on the couch and stand in front of him. He is still leaning back while he looks me up and down.
"The dress is nice but you can take it off now." My stomach tightens. Can I actually do this? Maybe I could just leave now and pay him back some other way. "Get out of your head Nessa and strip." Or I could just stay and do has he says.
"You're bossy," I sulk.
"Just do it Nessa."
Well shit, looks like I'm doing this. With that order I take my bits of jewellery off first. I'm shaking a bit and I hope he can't see it. Once I'm done that I take off my belt. This is not very sexy, I have to many bits and pieces on. Soon I have them all off and I slide the dress off until I'm just standing in my bra, panties, and my garterbelt. I don't feel so in control anymore and that scares me.
When I look at him I see pure desire in his eyes and that gives me a little confidence. I move closer and look down, I can see his arousal straining against his jeans.
I try to take another step but he stops me by reaching out and caressing my thighs with his hands. It feels nice and even that little touch shoots desire directly to the heated area between my thighs. His hands come around my legs to the back of my knees where he pulls me onto his lap, directly onto his throbbing cock.
Oh that feels so good. A moan comes out of me from the delicious contact. There's not much material between us and I can feel myself getting wetter by the moment.
I wiggle a bit because I need friction, something, anything. I'm so horny, I have never felt like this during sex before and the fact I haven't had sex in a while isn't helping. God this man drives me crazy. He still hasn't said anything and I'm not sure I can talk right now. His hand move to open the clasp of my bra. Once it's removed my breasts feel heavy and my nipples are hard.
Oh God I wish he'd do something! Just then he takes my nipple in his mouth and I arch up and moan at the feeling of his mouth finally on me.
"Are you wet for me Nessa?" I can't answer I'm feeling to many things right now.
"Answer me," he demands.
"Yes God damn it."
He takes my other nipple into his mouth and oh God this feels so good
"You're very responsive to my touch. I like that." I move again and he hisses. "Stop doing that. I don't think I can hold on much longer and you grinding on me is not helping."
His hands move down my stomach and just when I thinking he might give me the contact I really need he stops. I look at him, his gaze is intense. I'm holding my breath in anticipation when he crashes his lips on mine. It's a hungry kiss filled with urgency. He nips my lip and then his tongue invades my mouth.
I could come like this. He stops to take off his t-shirt. Once that's off I'm laid on my back on the couch while he removes my panties and gaterbelt.
He spreads me wide open and I gasp at his sudden movement and as the air hits my sensitive flesh. He hasn't taken his eyes off me.
"You're so beautiful." This was all he says before his tongue hits my clit and I scream. God it feels so good I feel like I'm going to come any minute.
"I'm gonna come," I say panting.
"Not yet," he growls.
"I can't wait, I have to come." I haven't had sex in a while and I know I can't last much longer with his teasing. I need this.
"Not yet Nessa," he growls.
"Oh God!" And just like that his mouth is gone. "Why did you stop? Please don't stop!" Yes, I'm begging but I don't care I'm burning with arousal he's sparked.
"Oh I'm not stopping but I want the first time you come to be with me deep inside you."
I close my eyes. My body is feeling too many things, I feel like I'm going to explode from the sheer force of my desire. When I look at him he's half naked standing in just his boxers before me. It's a sight I want to imprint in my head forever, but all too quickly he pulls his boxers down showing me his massive length. Before I even have time to get a good look at him, he's putting on a condom and climbing on top of me.
This is all happening so quickly. I'm stopped in my thoughts when I feel him nudging at my opening.
"Are you ready for me Nessa?"
"God yes, please Taylor." With that he thrusts into me.
"You're tight Nessa, I like that." I know he's waiting for me to adjust to his size. I didn't get to see much of it before but I can feel how big he is.
"Please move. I need you to move." He pulls nearly all the way out then plunges back in again.
He starts pumping in and out and I'm feel like I'm ready to explode again. I start moving my hips to match his pace and tighten my legs around him, wanting him to go deeper. He slides his hands in between us and pinches my clit at the same time he takes my nipple in his mouth. That's all I need to surrender to my orgasm.
He keeps pumping throughout my orgasm and it only takes a few more times before he grunts as he spills into me.
I'm seeing stars. I've never had that before, sex was never that earth shattering.
We stay like that for a while just breathing hard until he leaves to get rid of the condom. When he comes back he gently picks me up and takes me to the bathroom which is like the size of my apartment.
He turns on the shower and sets me under it then gets in next to me. I feel him start to rinse my hair and wash down my back when he reaches for the shampoo I feel his arousal against my back.
So soon? Oh lordy I am in for it tonight.
He puts the shampoo in my hair and then rinses it. Once that's done his hands start to roam my body. I jump when his finger reaches my clit, it's so sensitive.
"I can't, it's too soon."
"You can and you will." He keeps rubbing in a circular motion. He slips a finger in me and I arch back and moan.
"Oh God I'm gonna come. Stop, I can't take it." I'm saying it but I don't want him to stop. Lucky for me he ignores me and I come all over his hand screaming his name.
I feel a little dizzy but I decide to return the favour so I turn around and move to get on my knees. His breathing is hard when he sees what I'm gonna do.
"You don't have to do that." No I don't but I really want to taste him. I'm still a bit shaky as I get on my knees. When they connect with the hard shower floor pain shoots through them. I hiss out a breath but I'm not going to let it stop me from doing this.
I can see how big he is now. Sweet lord how did that fit? I put my hand around his shaft and start to slowly pump. He draws in a long breath and grunts. I take him in my mouth and his hands shoot forward and into my hair.
"Nessa that feels so good." Once he says that I keep moving, I bring my hand up to play with his balls. I can feel he's close but before I can finish him off, I'm lifted onto my feet.
"No, let me finish," I plead and he laughs.
"Turn around and put your hands on the wall for support. You're gonna need it because this is gonna be fast and hard."
I do as I'm told and before I know it I feel full again. I'm starting to like this feeling. He starts pumping hard and fast as his hands are digging into my hips. I feel like I'm gonna come but surely I couldn't three times in a row? As if reading my thought he reaches around to caress my clit while he is still furiously pounding into me. It doesn't take much till I'm coming and he's not far behind me as he collapses on top of me. I'm completely drained, I can barely keep my eyes open.
I feel him pick me up and once out of the shower he dries us both then takes us to the bedroom and puts me in bed. I don't remember much after that but cuddling into the man who doesn't do cuddles as he whispers, "Goodnight Nessa."
I wake the next morning feeling sore all over. I stretch out enjoying the soreness as it reminds me of the night I had. As I roll over I realise I'm alone in the bed and frown. I thought I felt something pass between us last night. I saw a side to him I've never seen before, he was so gentle. I was right when I said he wasn't good for my heart because last night's Taylor was one I could really like. I get up and put on his t-shirt from yesterday and go search for him.
I find him sitting at the table reading the paper, he's dressed in a suit. Surely he's not working on a Sunday. "I know you're a busy billionaire but I'm sure even you have a day off." He doesn't even look up from the paper, something feels off.
"You can get dressed and leave now."
"What?"
"You heard me Nessa. You can leave now. Consider last night payment in full. Worth every penny. Thanks," he says with a wink and goes back to looking at his paper.
I just stand there speechless for a second then turn and walk into the room. I grab my things and get dressed quickly. I feel numb. I need to leave now. I walk straight out and don't look back.
Once I'm outside the hotel I feel tears start to drip from my eyes but I wipe them away quickly. He doesn't deserve my tears.
I make it home and jump straight into the shower. I need to wash his scent from me. After I'm showered I dress in my pjs I head for the kitchen.
"Hey you're home. When did you get in?"
"A while ago." I answer a little sadly.
"You ok? You seem off." Damn her for knowing me so well.
"I'm fine, just tired long night and all." I smile weakly.
"So did you rock his world?" Yeah rocked it so much he wants nothing to do with me.
"I don't really want to talk about it right now, Stacey. I'm sorry I'm just tired." She looks worried now but I just can't talk about the best night of my life with a man who I may have strong feelings for that just kicked me out less than an hour ago. By the look on her face she's going to ask more questions that I'm just not ready to answer.
"Just don't ok."
"Ah shit Nessa, do I need to go break his legs or something?" I laugh because she probably would.
"No it's fine. I knew what I got myself into. I guess I'm just not made for the one night stand thing. I'm good though babe, I promise." She's not convinced but has decided to drop it anyway, thank God.
"So what you up to for the day?" I ask trying to lighten the mood.
"Oh I've a date with Jeff in a few. I'm gonna go get ready." She gets up to leave but turns back. "You have work tomorrow by the way, so be ready to leave at eight."
"Work?" I question.
"Yup. I have got loads of new events and I'm understaffed. I have to hire a few and you're the first one and I don't want to hear anything about why you can't. You need a job, I need staff, it's that simple." I jump up and run over to hug her.
"Thank you." I smile my first genuine smile of the day.
SEVEN
I've been working with Stacey the last month and it's going great. She's letting me take over the marketing and promotion of her company and I freaking love it.
I've just got in and I am exhausted and my feet ache. There was a wedding today and it was mad busy. It will be Halloween soon and I haven't decided if I want to dress up yet so I'm going to relax and have a look online at some ideas.
Stacey's staying at naked dudes as it's Friday. She's been staying there a lot on weekends. They seem to be going good—she doesn't seem all that invested but she's happy, that's the main thing. Stacey told me his name is Jeff but I prefer naked dude.
I haven't heard from Taylor or seen him. I kind of miss him at times but quickly try dismissing it. I don't like thinking of him because it leaves an ache that even I don't understand. I was with Brandon for over a year and he did worse things to me but the cut Taylor left seems deeper some how. I hate when my thoughts turn to him, ugh!
I drop my bag on the table when a shiver runs through me. Something feels off. I look around and notice all the draws in the kitchen are open. I start to freak a little but before I even have time to blink I'm hit hard on the head and the room goes dark.
I feel fuzzy and when I try to open my eyes the brightness of the room stings. My head is pounding. I can hear beeping, what is that? I'm know I'm starting to panic because my heart is beating fast and it feels like it's going to come out of my chest.
"Relax Nessa, you're ok. Can you try to open your eyes?" It's Stacey speaking and I relax a little and try opening my eyes again. Everything is so bright and my mouth is dry. I peel my eyes open it and it takes a minute before Stacey comes into view, her worried expression isn't helping me figure things out.
"Drink please."
"Hold on Nessa, just wait for the nurse." I nod. I feel so groggy. I'm about to freak out again but the nurse walks in. She's a small woman with a sweet face.
"Welcome back Nessa. How are you feeling?" she asks sweetly.
"My head is sore and I really need a drink," I croak out.
"Well you were hit pretty badly on the head and there is a good size bump with a cut so take it easy. You have been out for two days now. You have had everybody worried."
Two days, what the hell? I try to remember what happened but nothing comes to mind.
"The doctor will be around to check you over in a few minutes. You can sip over this water while you wait. Just sip, we don't want you getting sick," she orders.
"Ok." I agree and Stacey brings me some water. When I try to sit up a shooting pain goes through my head.
"Take it easy Ness. Let me help." She helps me sit up and I sip the water fe
eling a little better.
"What happened?" I ask.
"We got broken into and you must have disturbed them and they hit you on the head." Oh my God that's a little scary.
"I'm so sorry Nessa. I should have been there." Was she for real?
"Would you stop. I'm glad you weren't there, we both could have been hurt." She nods but she has tears in her eyes.
"Nessa, I have something to tell you and I'm not sure how you're gonna take it. Well, I'm not even sure this is the right time but I don't want you to get any surprises." This can't be good she looks really worried—am I going to die or something?
"What is it?" She puts her head down. "Spit it out already," I snap feeling irritated.
She takes a deep breath. "The neighbour across the way found you and called the ambulance. When they got you here they checked your id and called your next of kin." She stops.
"Jesus, Stacey, what is it? You're worrying me now."
"You're next of kin is your father and he was here." I can't breathe. Everything is going fuzzy and I'm dizzy. That can't be right, surely she has it wrong but everything goes dark before I have time to grasp what's happening.
I can hear my name being said, I open my eyes to a doctor leaning over me shining a light in my eyes and shit it's bright. I flinch trying to get away from the blinding light.
"Welcome back Nessa. I'm Doctor McGrath," he says with a smile.
"What happened?" I say and look around the room. I see Stacey talking to the nurse, tears running down her face. When she spots me awake she rushes over.
"I'm so sorry Nessa." Poor Stacey, she's always blaming herself.
Before I can answer her the doctor speaks, "It seems you may have fainted Nessa but with your head injury I can't but sure. I'm going to run a few tests and I'll be keeping you here for a couple of days of observation. Please try to rest while you're here and try not to get worked up again." Then he looks to Stacey. "And maybe no shocks for a while," he says and smiles gently. "I'll come back later to check on you."
"Ok, thank you doctor." Once he leaves Stacey takes a seat beside me.
"I'm sorry. Jesus I didn't… I knew you would be a little shocked but you scared the hell out of me Nessa," she says shakily.
