He turned and sat, so I straddled his lap and threw my arms around his neck. His lips fell against my breasts, and he slipped his hands up under my shirt and caressed them. “I want to be inside of you, Sadie.” He whispered against my flesh, and I threw my head back in pleasure as he pinched my tight nipple.
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor, and then worked on the buttons of his shirt. “I want you naked.” I went to work on it, and he smiled and helped me with my efforts as I stood and undid his pants. His slacks were loose, and he’d worn a brace for the short time he’d had the event, so he laid back as I tugged them off along with his underwear, but then he sat up and hugged me close and slipped his hand down the front of my jeans and into my panties.
“I can’t wait to feel you; taste you.” He pulled me down to him, and our lips met in a feverish embrace. He rolled me over and eased his way down, careful to brace his bad knee, only bending his good one. He worked down my zipper, and I raised up off the bed for him to tug the jeans and panties down.
Once he’d pulled them off, he flattened his palm against my mound and rubbed with enough pressure to build the ache in my core. I needed him to sooth it, and before I could beg, he eased down and put his mouth on me.
I cried out, careful not to be too loud, as he licked and nibbled at my clit. Then he let his hand fall lower, where his fingers dipped inside of me, stroking my walls in a steady rhythm. “Come here,” he whispered as he rose up and then he guided me to straddle his face. “I want to taste the very depths of you, Sadie.” He nuzzled against me, and I ground myself against him softly as he pleasured me with his tongue and lips. I wanted to work my way lower, to straddle his cock, but he took me through my first orgasm and then another, before letting me on it.
“Always ladies first,” he said, as the waves of my next orgasm ended. I inched backward and took him into my hands. His flesh was hot, his member throbbed and pulsed in my hand, and once I had him centered, I remembered protection. My eyes met his and before I could even ask he told me where to find his condoms.
I didn’t question him about having them but wondered if he’d known we’d end up together, or perhaps he’d planned to pick up someone else. Maybe he kept them in his suitcase. I liked the first idea best and had hoped that somehow, we’d end up back together as well.
I handed him the package knowing he was better at it than I was, and in a few seconds, I found myself centering him against me, and then I inched my way down. His thick, hot erection, split me wide, and it ached as good as I’d imagined, with a pleasuring pain, but I was only halfway down. His thick base would take time, so I leaned forward to kiss his lips and worked my hips up and down on his shaft.
I soon adjusted, stretching around him, and accommodated some of his base as well as he bucked his hips up against me.
“You feel so good on my cock; I can’t wait to make you come all over it.” His filthy words brought me to my release, and then he smiled. “That’s my girl.”
“You have a filthy mouth and mind.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing, but by that soaking orgasm, I think you like it.”
I shook my head. “No, I love it.” He rose up into a sitting position and cupped my breasts, kissing and sucking one and then the other as I bounced in a steady pace.
“I love it too,” he said looking up at me. “I want to fill you up again and again. One day, you’ll let me.” His expression was quizzical.
“Maybe one day I’ll give you anything you want.”
“I like the sound of that.” He wagged his brows.
“Don’t say it unless you mean it, Darek. My heart’s tender.”
“I do mean it. I can see us together. As a matter of fact, truth be known, you’re the first woman in a long time who I think is truly suited for me. You’re a tough girl, you’ve got your own thing going, and you work your ass off. That’s my idea of hot.” I was shocked to hear him say so.
“I figured you could have anyone you wanted.” I threw my head back, and he reached up and pinched my chin to bring my eyes down on his.
“I can, and I want you.”
His words were spoken with so much conviction; I was sure my heart had melted. Then he kissed me once again and didn’t stop until my next release consumed me.
It wasn’t long after he tensed beneath me and gripped my ass, holding me down hard on his cock. I felt the tickle deep inside me as his cock poured and he moaned softly in my ear sending shivers of delight through me.
He held me close, and we stayed locked together with his cock spent inside me, for a few minutes until I rolled over.
“I’m not done with you, yet.” He grinned big, and I remembered the last time he’d said that.
“Who said I’m done with you?” I lay beside him, and he sat up and limped into the bathroom.
When he returned with his knee brace gone and he was hard and ready to go, he’d left the shower running. “Are you coming?”
I gave him a big smile as I stood. “I don’t know, I heard the shower and thought you might want to be alone for round two.” I pulled my lips in tight to keep from laughing, and he took it well, belting out a laugh of his own as his cheeks flared bright red.
“Good one.” He held out his hand, and I took it. We went to the bathroom, and I stepped inside, and he joined me. “This will be so much better with you here, believe me.” He pulled me into his arms, and his mouth fell against my neck as my core ached for more of his thick erection. I needed him inside me again, and as his hand fell upon my clit, I shuddered and gripped his cock to stroke it.
“Spin around.” He kissed my shoulder, and I turned and glanced back. “Put your palms against the wall, baby. I’m going to fuck you hard. Do you want that?”
“Yes, please. But, Darek, be careful, I don’t want you to—
“Shhh,” he hissed in my ear. Then, in one hard thrust, he buried himself inside me, and I called out his name.
Chapter 13
Darek
Waking up with her was heaven, and I couldn’t believe we’d spent the entire night, into the wee hours of the morning, making love. My body was sure feeling it, and though I needed to stretch, she was sleeping too peacefully in my arms. She nestled even closer, and my morning erection jabbed her in the ass. What a way to wake up.
She moaned and turned over to face me. “More,” she said with a sleepy voice.
I couldn’t help but laugh and kissed her forehead. “You’re insatiable.”
“Mhm. It feels good. Even though I’m a little sore.” She still hadn’t opened her eyes, and I loved watching her in such a peaceful state. I brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her neck.
“I’m sore too.” I was exhausted, but it meant I was alive and doing something. But maybe feeling like someone woke me up was part was being with her. It was too much to hope for.
I hadn’t woken up to a woman I wanted to spend the day with, much less talk to for any length of time, in ages. Most of the women on my radar, being from the sex club, didn’t expect much more than a release, and maybe cab fare home. The others, the ones I’d learned years ago to steer clear of, only wanted into my pocketbook. Luckily, I’d learned that lesson fast, and before it had cleaned me out.
My words had her jumping to her feet. “Shit! It’s time for your meds.” She hurried to the other room and came back with the bottle and a glass of water. “I’m so sorry.” She passed me the medicine, which I placed on the bedside table.
“Hey, relax. Don’t worry about it; I actually feel good. Doc said only when I need them, and I’m not that kind of sore. I’m a good kind of, making love to my woman all night, sore.” I rolled over on my back and stretched out my tired bones. Some of them popped and others cracked, but they all felt amazing.
“Oh. Well, then I’m sorry I got out of bed.” She gave me a sleepy smile and crawled in next to me. “Do we have time to go again?” She cuddled close and stroked my cock like it was her pet. She’d s
urely tamed it last night, and as far as I was concerned, she’d made it her own.
“I always have time for that with you.” I rolled over to face her, and she threw her leg over my hips and rubbed her sexy little slit against my cock.
***
We lost ourselves in each other, and by the time we came up for air, it was time to check out. The only problem was, my manager was nowhere to be found.
I pounded on the door of his room across the hall and even called up a member of our staff to go and check for him downstairs to no avail.
“I can’t believe he just disappeared. The guy is getting out of control.” I was starting to sound like Sadie had the day before, and she could only agree with me.
“See if he will answer his phone again.” I was just about to do as she suggested when the door to our room shook with someones pounding fist.
I hurried over as fast as I could hobble, and Sadie stood up and started across until I motioned for her to stay put. “Who is it?”
“Open the fucking door, Darek.” Jack’s voice was slurred and yet squealy all at once.
I threw open the door, and he stood there, disheveled, his blonde hair sticking up like ruffled feathers as if he’d been out on the town all night. He smelled like he’d went swimming in a brewery, and his eyes were so bloodshot they looked like they were bleeding.
“It’s about time,” he slurred. “I was just up a floor getting my cock sucked, but thanks for the interruption. You’re lucky I was almost done, I paid good money for that blow.” It wasn’t the only blow he’d paid good money for in Vegas.
I didn’t have time to scold him for being a pervert; I had too many other offenses to go through first. “What the hell, man? It’s past time to check out.”
He waved his hand and staggered inside like he’d been the one to have knee surgery. “Lighten up, Dillon. It’s not like you can’t afford another fucking day. Besides, I haven’t been to bed yet. I lost my ass on that fucking blackjack table. That bitch gets me every time.” He was way too fucking twitchy, and his nose was blistering red around one nostril. He was coked out of his mind.
“Lighten up? We came here to work, not gamble all night and spend our fucking paychecks, which you’ve been crying about needing, at the fucking blackjack tables. You’re a fucking mess, and I’ve had enough. Now go and get your ass cleaned up. You can fly home on your own when you sober up.” I walked over to the door and opened it, hoping he’d leave without any argument.
“What’s going on with you two, you’re looking really chummy. I guess I wasn’t the only one getting blown this morning. When you nurse, you really nurse, don’t you?” He made an obscene gesture as if he was sucking cock, but Sadie didn’t dignify it with a response.
I wasn’t having any of that. “Watch your fucking mouth, and don’t talk to her. We’ll talk about this shit, but you better fucking leave before I do something I’ll regret.” I wanted to punch him square in the jaw, but I knew if I did, he could not only sue me, but he’d have more money to put up his nose.
Instead, he laughed until he nearly fell down. “Fuck you too, man. I’ll call you Monday.”
“Whatever.” I slammed the door behind him and turned to see Sadie who was clearly, by her curled-lip expression, pissed off. I hated that she had to see him that way and I felt like a real ass for taking up for the guy.
She paced the room. “You’re going to let that jerk talk to you that way? He clearly is more concerned about his fun than your career. And you promised I’d be home by Sunday dinner.” She stopped in front of me, and I leaned down to kiss her.
I pulled away and stroked her cheek. “He’s not going to get away with it this time. I’m going to give him an ultimatum once we’re back home and things are settled. I have to get my ducks in a row. I can’t just fire him on the spot.” I didn’t need more drama than I bargained for, and Jack certainly wasn’t worth it.
She let loose a deep breath. “Good, he’s pathetic. He was so messed up he couldn’t even arrange our flight home.” She was a tough cookie, and I had to wonder what her upbringing was like. She didn’t have nearly as much mercy as I did. But then again, he wasn’t her friend. Maybe I needed a healthy outside perspective.
I couldn’t just turn my back on a friend in need, even if he didn’t know it. “He needs help, and I’m going to see he gets it, but I hear you, okay. I just need to do things right.”
“He needs tough love, and he has to want to change. Maybe if he hits rock bottom, he’ll straighten up.” She shook her head as I pulled her into my arms. “If I’m late, you’re calling my mother. Missing Sunday dinner is a sin in her book.”
I grabbed her chin and looked into her eyes. “I’m going to get you home for Sunday dinner, I promise.” I kissed her nose. “It makes me kind of jealous that you get to do that, you know. My own mother used to make Sunday dinner, and it was one of the only peaceful times in our home.”
“Did your parents fight a lot?”
“You could say that. He was a bit abusive to us both. I can’t stand the memories, honestly. Mom was amazing, I always wished I was strong enough to help her, but my old man would knock me around like I was nothing.”
“I’m so sorry.” She held me tighter.
“I just never understood. If someone ever put their hands on you, I’d lose my fucking life, risk it all, career and everything to make them sorry. My old man, he was a useless piece of shit. And if he were alive today, I’d kill him. So yeah, I guess I’m jealous of anyone who has it better. You’re lucky.”
“Get me home on time, and you can come with me. I’m sure my mother would like that; meeting you. I mean, if you want to. I don’t want to make things awkward if it’s too much too soon.” She gave a little shrug and then kissed me quickly on the lips.
“I’d like that, and it’s a deal.” I grabbed my phone and dialed the pilot. Soon enough, we’d have a plane to catch.
Chapter 14
Sadie
Sunday morning, we woke up at home as promised, and though we’d made love all night, we picked right back up where we left off once the sun was barely up over the horizon.
Darek was more excited than me about going to dinner, but that was only because he couldn’t wait to meet my mother. “Are you two a lot alike?” he asked as we stood at the bathroom mirror in his master suite, him shaving, and me putting the finishing touches on my makeup, which I’d brought in and scattered across his counter.
“A little, but I guess you’ll have to figure out how on your own.” I gave him a sly smile, and it was hard to take my eyes off of him. Here we were, together in his personal space, acting like an old married couple.
“I could get used to this,” he said.
“What? Sharing a bathroom with me?” I’d only come in here with him upon request because we’d been talking. I was good with it because I found myself not wanting to be away from him anyway.
“Yes, and having your things all over the place, encroaching on my space. I think it’s kind of hot, actually.” He nudged me and then finished shaving as I walked out into the kitchen.
Once he was finished, he went into his office, and that’s when Maya showed up. I opened the door and found her with another tray of goodies. “I brought cookies.”
“You’re going to fatten him up for me, aren’t you?” I laughed, and she followed me to the kitchen.
“Yeah, I hope he’s not sick of my baking, but this time, I’ve added some of James’ cookies to the mix, and I want to see if he can tell me which is best.”
“Oh, he’ll like that.” I laughed knowing he wouldn’t. He didn’t want to eat anything James had baked, cooked, or fried.
“Is he here?”
“I think he’s gone into his office.” The buzzer sounded again, and while Maya retreated to the home office, I went to the door.
I was surprised to find Jack, and he seemed irritated that I’d answered the door. “Where’s Darek?” He barged in and followed me to the kitchen whe
n he didn’t see him in the front room. “I have to be somewhere in half an hour, and I was hoping he could help me out.”
“Help you out?” I laughed.
“Yeah, that’s what friends do.”
“I’m sure Darek knows how to treat friends, it’s you I’m worried about.” I turned and went to the counter, but he blocked me when I turned to go to the sink.
“Do you have a problem with me?” He gripped my wrist, and I tried to jerk away, but he held it so tight my hand turned purple.
“Take your fucking hand off of me before I scream.” He tugged me close and stepped into me, backing me against the counter.
“Stay out of my way, girl. I don’t need you around making me look bad.”
“You do that all on your own.”
“I’m gonna run—
Maya stopped still in her tracks, and Jack dropped my hand and turned to hurry past her to get to Darek’s office.
“Did he grab you?” Maya’s eyes were full of concern, and I could tell that she was seconds away from going after him herself.
I shook my head. “Don’t. It’s only going to make Darek flip out, and I don’t want that jerk to ruin our morning. I’ll talk to him about it when the time is right.”
“You know his father abused his mother, right?” She kept her voice low.
I remembered what he’d told me just hours earlier. “And that’s why he’ll freak out. I’m okay. I can handle myself, and I’ll be fine. I just don’t know what Darek would do to him. He has too much to lose. Besides, between us, his days are numbered as his manager. Darek’s only trying to get the guy some help first.”
She seemed hesitant but nodded. “Fine, I won’t say anything, but you have to eventually. You can’t keep a secret like that.” Her phone buzzed, and she glanced down and smiled. “I’m pulling for you two. I like having you down here. It’s good to have a friend, and I hope you feel the same way.”
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