by Carly White
The class was wrapped up with a few minutes longer till the bell rang. It was the sweetest sound that I had heard all day and I was debating if I was going to skip my evening class. I wanted to head back home and take a nap before the date I had later that evening. When I told Glenda of my plans, she looked at me as if I may have lost my mind.
“Aren’t you worried about your grades?”
I shrugged, not the least bit worried. I was getting a 98 in that class and there was nothing to turn in, so I was pretty sure I would be fine. “You should come with me. I was thinking of getting a little shopping in. I might have you back in time for the evening class.”
She looked doubtful and I was out of options for a shopping buddy. I hated shopping on my own and Glenda was better than nothing until Melissa was back in town. “I don’t know Emily. You know what happens if I get a bad grade in that class.”
I grabbed her arm, steering her towards my car. “Come on. You are going to ace it like everything else. I need a second opinion about what I am going to wear tonight.”
Glenda relented, she always did. I hadn’t known her until we started school around the same time. With the same major, we pretty much shared all of our classes together and she had been a life saver on more than one occasion. While I like to think that I helped in some ways, I know that my help to her didn’t go much further then shopping tips about her wardrobe. Glenda came from a small town and was still dressing like we were years behind.
She put her seatbelt on and I smiled at the action. I drove a little fast for her liking, but beyond white knuckles on the dash board, she wouldn’t say a word. But I could always hear the loud sigh of relief when we got to our destination.
The mall was pretty busy when we got there, but the parking wasn’t too bad. She followed me in through the canteen area, looking around at all of the people lounging around. There were a lot of college students, the younger school-aged teens wouldn’t be out for another couple of hours and it was the perfect time to be there.
I liked a small boutique that shared space across from the big box store that Glenda was more comfortable with. We went to my place first and I found a skirt, but no top for the evening. I followed her into Penny’s, walking around the mannequins wearing all forms of classic business wear. It was more her style. I liked my clothes a little edgier. Stopping, I pulled a dress away. “This would look perfect on you Glenda.”
She looked back and held it up to her body. Glenda was curvy and everything seemed to fit her better. I was slimmer and I always wished for knockers her size. She tried to the dress on and it fit her perfectly. I could tell by her face that she felt it too.
“Where are you guys going?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I still have to find a top. Where are you going to wear that number?”
She blushed a little and I wanted to ask about her new boyfriend, but she was just so damn shy. “Jacob isn’t going to be back home for another week. Maybe when I see him again.”
I knew what Jacob was going to want if he saw her in that dress, but didn’t mention it to the modest woman. I was just as excited to see Jared and it had only been a couple of days. I wished he went to school where I did, but he was in business school across town. He had a schedule much like mine, full of ambition, which came with the price of almost all free time. It had been days since we had done more than talk on the phone.
“I can’t wait to see Jared, so I know what you mean. I want everything to be perfect and I hate wearing something he has already seen me in.” I could have went on, if it was Melissa I would have, but me and Glenda didn’t really talk like that and I didn’t think it was time to start.
We walked around some of the smaller stores in the back side of the mall. I didn’t usually go down there, but I finally found what I was looking for. It was black, see through and low enough that I doubted the date would even leave my apartment.
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Me and Glenda had parted ways. I invited her over to the house for some wine, but she wanted to go to the class. Since she was going to take notes, who was I to stop her. I never got the nap I was thinking about, too excited to see Jared later. My body needed some loving since the last time we had been together, we had been unable to do more than some light petting and kissing. It was never enough and tonight would be no different.
I got dressed in front of the mirror after I got out of the shower. Since my hair was wet, I ran gel through it and scrunched the dark brown locks into a mass of curls that fell down my shoulders. Jared always liked it kinky and I wanted to make him happy. The shirt looked great, showing off just enough to keep him there and hopefully in my bed pretty quickly.
Putting on my lipstick, I waited for a few minutes in the front room before I poured a glass of wine. I told myself it was to settle my nerves, but really I was just bored and a bit of a buzz always made the sex feel better.
Looking at my phone, I checked the time. Jared was already thirty minutes late and I was starting to get anxious. Quickly I was on my second glass of wine and after almost an hour, I finally called him. His phone went to voicemail, but I didn’t leave a message. I started to worry that something had happened to him. He was never late, a man of his word and he would have surely called me if he wasn’t going to be there, right?
I called him again, sure that it would all just be some weird happenstance, but after a few more calls, it became clear that he wasn’t picking up and I wanted to make sure that he was okay. There was a bad feeling way deep down in my gut for some reason and I just had to make sure Jared wasn’t hurt or something.
I really don’t know what I was thinking. I knew where he lived, been to his apartment more times than I could count and I knew that he would be there. As a woman who ran off emotions and gut feelings, I knew I had to see what he was doing, while in my mind I was still working under the pretext that I wanted to make sure he was okay. It was beyond that, something was pulling me towards his house.
Chapter 4
Tony
I waited around till the sun went down and thought about what I wanted to do that night. There was a new club in town that I hadn’t been to yet and I wanted to talk to the owner about getting rid of some merchandise. I didn’t know what kind of morals he had, but very few turned down my offer. It was a choice of turning a blind eye to my sales team or paying for protection. Either way I was going to make something out of it.
Dreams would be no different. Vinny was back in from his trip to New York. More connections were being made every second, but tonight I had more basic needs in mind. It wasn’t about money tonight, though it would be a side trip. There was no sense in not making a few dollars if I was able, but my focus was more on finding a woman to keep me warm.
With Vinny in tow, we made our way down to the west side and the new club that was all the rage. They had just recently opened, maybe a week before, but I had to wonder if someone had already approached them. I was late in the game, but still sure that it would be fine. Vinny was more interested in business, but as soon as we got through the door, I was checking out the ladies.
I went to the bar and ordered a drink while Vinny went to find the person in charge. When he came back out of the back and nodded to me, I finished the drink and went to go meet the boss. I was not expecting a woman and certainly not an older one, old enough to be my parent. She threw me off for a minute and I saw the bare grin in her face. Darla liked to surprise and shock.
“Nice to meet you Tony. I hear good things.”
I wasn’t sure if I should be on guard or relaxed. I didn’t feel relaxed. “What have you heard?”
“Nothing important. You are here for protection or distribution?”
I leaned back in the seat she had offered. She was sitting down as well, her demeanor calm. “Whichever you are looking for.”
“A little of both. It has been too dry in here. Many want more than I can sell, so they will either leave and get it somewhere else, or I bring it to them.”
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nbsp; Nodding, I got the case from Vinny while he watched the door. “Does he talk?”
“Not usually. Just here to make sure everything goes smoothly.”
“Of course. Of course. I am glad you came around. I was hoping you would.”
I was not used to getting such a warm reception. It made me wonder why she was so quick to do business, but I tried to push my misgivings to the side. It didn’t matter why. She was just another business owner that wanted to make more money. That I understood.
Watching her go over the bag of goods, she pulled out a couple of things, smelling it and I watched her set one to the side for later. “I wouldn’t have taken you for a pot head.”
She shrugged. “Helps me go to sleep. So how often can I expect a delivery?”
“Weekly unless you need more. Protection is 24-7. Once everyone knows we have this on our radar, no one else will mess with you.”
“And by no one else, you mean men like you?”
“Yes.”
“Well that sounds good.”
I shook her hand and walked out of her office feeling better than when I had gone in there. If only all clients were that easy, I thought to myself.
Vinny followed me out and I told him to find something to do. “You go do your thing Vinny. I got it from here.”
My eyes scanned the crowd, still looking for a girl that stood out to me. If I wanted the same old thing, I would be back down at home using one of the girls that hung around. I wanted something new, something that I hadn’t had before. It was a tall order, but I knew that there had to be someone out there for me. One that I was looking for to keep me busy for an hour or two had to be in the club.
Then I saw her. There was a hint of familiarity. I had seen her before, I just couldn’t place her. Then I thought back to earlier in the day when I had to go to the police station. It was the woman from before. She seemed to be alone and I walked up to her, sitting down next to her at the bar. I acted like I didn’t recognize her, didn’t know who she was. I saw her look at me several times through my peripheral. “Didn’t I see you earlier today?”
I smiled over at her, the recognition in my face. “Yes, didn’t I see you at the 12th precinct earlier today?”
She nodded. “Yes. My name is Emily.”
“Tony.”
“Nice to meet you Tony.”
I ordered another drink for both of us and liked the change of clothes. She was wearing a tight black skirt and looked ready for anything. “So what is a pretty girl like you doing here alone?”
“I got stood up and found out my boyfriend is cheating on me a little while ago.”
After looking at her for a few minutes, it became clear to me that she had had more than a couple of drinks. I hadn’t seen her before, so it made me wonder if she had consumed them all while I was in the back.
“Well he is crazy.”
“I think so. I mean look at this outfit.”
I couldn’t stop looking at it. The see through shirt showed what the skirt left me wondering about. She was slim, but her small, pert chest beckoned to me from the sheer fabric. “I am. He just got out of the way for a real man.”
She grinned at me, definitely more than a little buzzed. “Is that what you are, a real man?”
Emily looked as though she had heard it before and maybe she wasn’t so sure. I liked a woman that was just as blasé as I was about the whole thing. A little criticism never hurt anyone. “You know I am, that is why you are looking at me like that. You want to be shown, not told.”
She leaned in and her bright blue eyes sparkled back at me. “And how would you show me? Take me right here?”
I leaned back and slid the drink away from her. “I would prefer more privacy and time to savor you.” What she didn’t know is that I had no problem taking her right there at the bar. I didn’t care who was around. It wasn’t like anything would be said or that I would be stopped. No one would do anything except watch me ravish her. The idea had my heart racing a little faster with the mental imagery. “Right here is good too.”
Emily’s cheeks turned red and she found it hard to meet my gaze. I could imagine what she was thinking, but the look of innocence that shown for a moment was almost more than I could handle. Yes, I had no qualms to do it right there if I had to.
“Your choice.”
“It doesn’t seem like much of a choice. Either way you have me.”
“That is why I like the choices so much. Why don’t we get out of here? You have had enough to drink. I don’t want you getting all sloppy.”
She looked at me as if she was going to refuse me, my words too crude for her delicate nature. Drinking the rest of my own glass, I set it down and stood up. Pulling her up with me, I took her out to the waiting car and helped her into the back.
When I got in beside her, she was looking at me with shocked eyes as the car drove away. “Who are you?”
“Tony. I thought I told you that.”
Her eyes took in the inside of the backseat. It looked bigger than it should, all custom tailored for the many hours and meetings that I had to have on the move. There was no way to listen in if we were always mobile, so many of the big conversations were made in the back of the car. There were other ways to use the roomy back of the Lincoln and of those things, I was more interested in. She looked nervous and I stopped looking at her legs. “I can take you home if you want Emily, but you don’t need to stay in that club as drunk as you are.”
“I’m not drunk.”
She would have been more believable if she hadn’t said it so slurred. “Give me your address.”
I didn’t want to take her home. She was a little drunk, but I didn’t want her like that. I wanted the submission that came with it. How could she submit when she was not in her right mind? Going against my usual ways, I wanted to do the right thing. I was sure that I was going to hate it sooner or later, but at that moment, I more or less wanted to get her home safe. I didn’t like the idea of someone taking advantage of her, including myself.
“I thought you were going to show me what a real man you were?”
Her words were not near as bad as the light touch on my knee and the look in her eyes. “I want you to remember it.”
Her smile was not as bright, but her hand moved higher. Stopping it with my own, I almost growled at her. Emily had no idea what I wanted to do to her and the fear that I was going to lose my control with her was very real.
“Take me to your place Tony.”
I couldn’t argue with her and told the driver where to go. Emily leaned against my arm and I moved to pull her against my chest. She sighed softly and the sound did something to me. It was peaceful, as well as something else. When she looked up at me, I couldn’t stop myself from leaning down and brushing my lips against hers.
It was meant to be something soft, light even, but when she whimpered into my mouth, there was nothing I could do to stop the surge of need that took over. Her body was already touching me everywhere and I pulled her almost onto my lap. My hands were quickly feeling the softness of her slight curves. “Are you sure that your memory isn’t enough?”
Her eyelids were barely open as she looked at me, her skirt pulled up higher on her thighs. She was a temptress, sent down to drive me mad. I knew that I should have just pushed all my morals to the side, but I wanted her to remember every second of it, like I was sure I was going to.
Chapter 5
Emily
I woke up the next morning and didn’t remember where I actually was. The objects around me were not familiar. Nor was the hardness pressed against my rear. I looked down to the large arm draped on my hip and was afraid to move. It was bigger than me, with dark hair and tattoos all over it. Closing my eyes tight, I tried to replay the evening before in my mind.
I remembered going over to Jared’s house and finding him there with one of his fellow classmates from business school. I hadn’t stayed long to say anything, seeing the woman’s head bobbing in between his legs
was enough for me. There was obviously a lot that I didn’t know about him and the man I was talking about getting married to became like a stranger to me.
That had sent me to the club for a drink, but I had been upset and didn’t remember much from then. As I lay there, I tried to remember what else happened and then it hit me. Tony was next to me and my face started flaming by the wanton way I had acted. I had wanted some kind of connection, anything to feel desirable again, but he hadn’t taken the bait. There had been a kiss, a hot steamy kiss, but nothing more as I must have dozed off in the car. I didn’t remember much from that point.
Opening my eyes again, I tried to shift away from him, but he groaned in his sleep and pressed his hardness against my backside. It made me afraid to move, the feel of him like that against me. I didn’t know what to say or do, but I knew that I still wanted him. No matter the fact that he was all wrong for me. I wasn’t usually into the bad boys persona. Jared had certainly not been a bad boy, though he was kind and considerate, he had broken my heart just as well. With Tony, I knew what I was getting, hopefully just great sex and nothing else to worry about.
Pushing back against him, I knew I didn’t have too long until I had to go back home and get ready for another class. But right then, I was next to a gorgeous man that was not husband material, but felt good next to me. His body was already ready even though he was still sleeping. Maybe it was because I wanted to get back at Jared and not feel like such a loser, but I had to have him.
I pressed harder, rubbing his length that was growing behind me with my soft ass. I still had my clothes on, but it wasn’t hard to feel the long length pressing between my legs. When his hips pressed harder and the presser on my core intensified, I knew he was up.
