“What?” He looks up to me with a frown.
“I’m walking, aren’t I?” I question and his frown deepens.
“You didn’t enjoy it?” Boy, this has to be hurting his ego. “You…”
I smile softly. “It was good,” I assure him. It was great, but you don’t need to know that.
“Good?” he asks mouth open. “How do you call that good?”
I go to open my mouth, but he speaks first. “God, the next thing you’ll say is you faked it.” He sighs heavily and I bite my bottom to hide my smile.
“You faked it?” he asks, throwing the towel into the corner of my room.
“It’s not you,” I assure him. I’m not gonna lie to the man. I might have pretended during sex, but if he’s gonna ask outright, I’m not gonna mislead him.
“Why would you do that?” he asks in disbelief.
I cross my arms over my chest and his eyes drop to my still naked breasts. “You told me to come. No woman can come on demand. I didn’t wanna make you feel bad,” I say with a careless shrug.
“Make me feel bad? I can’t believe you’re fucking serious,” he says sitting up straight in my bed.
“It’s not that big of a deal,” I say rolling my eyes.
“So, you do this often then? Fake it?” he questions, his dark brown eyes wide in surprise.
“Sure.” We can say that.
“Then why do you even have sex?” he asks as if the fact that I don’t get off every single time is confusing as hell to him.
“I don’t have to get off to enjoy sex,” I state and it’s true.
“Then what the fuck is the point in having sex?” he asks running his hand through his hair. Poor guy. He’s completely thrown off.
I reach down and pick his black sweatpants up off the floor. I toss them onto my bed and he catches them. “I’m not going to stand here and explain my sex life to you.” Just because I allowed him to fuck me doesn’t give him the right to ask me personal questions. I reach down and grab his shirt. I throw it at him and it hits him in the face.
“What are you doing?” he asks, and I can tell his anger is rising by the tone of his voice.
“Helping you get dressed.”
“Are you kicking me out?” His eyes widen.
“Did you want to stay?” I ask carelessly. I would prefer him to leave. I have a lot of things to do today.
“Can I see you tonight?” he asks as he throws my covers off him and gets out of bed.
“Sure,” I say slowly, regretting the word as it leaves my mouth.
He laughs. “Don’t sound so excited,” he jokes as he places his pants on.
“Don’t sound so desperate,” I reply back making the tips of his soft lips turn up.
He walks up to me and presses his still naked chest against mine. His hands grab my face and he places his lips on mine. He gives me one long, sweet kiss before he pulls away and places his shirt over his head before he walks out of my house.
CHAPTER TEN
PARKER
I’ve never had a problem getting a woman off before. And I’d be lying if I said it didn’t bother me. I pride myself on knowing the female body. I know that every woman is different, but usually it’s not hard to find out what they like and don’t like. But Kat is different. She completely throws me off. One second she’s a total bitch, and then the next, she’s offering up her body to me. And I sure as hell wasn’t gonna turn her down. I fucking wanted her. Hell, I want her again. A man needs to feel like a fucking man. For me, that’s in the bedroom. Dominating a woman’s body. Making her body tremble and scream uncontrollably. That’s what I want from her. That’s what I need to do to her. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do tonight.
She wanted me to leave. I got that. She got what she wanted and she wanted me out; we are more alike than I originally thought. But she also said I could see her tonight. And I have a little surprise for her. Well, actually it’s a big surprise.
I laugh at myself as I open up the bottle that I got from a friend up at work. Kat needs a little bit more from me than I’ve ever had to give before. And this little blue pill is gonna help me get that job done.
I swallow it back and slam back the glass of water and head to the kitchen to put the glass in my sink when I hear my cell ringing back in my bedroom. I take off in a mad dash causing Puss Puss to hiss when I accidently step on her tail. “Sorry,” I yell over my shoulder as I round the corner to my room.
I jump onto my bed and reach over to my nightstand to retrieve my phone. “Hey?” I say when I see it's Kat.
“Hey, Parker,” she says in a rush. “I have to cancel on us tonight.”
Fuck… “No.”
“Sorry. I got called into work. They’re shorthanded and need me. I’m on my way in now. Maybe another time?”
Shit! “I…”
“I’m pulling into the hospital garage now. I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.” Click!
“Fuck me!” I curse throwing my phone down. “Now what?” I ask myself aloud.
I sit up to see Puss Puss jump up on my bed. She spreads her legs and starts licking her pussy. “Show off,” I mumble. If only men were capable of that, we wouldn’t need women. Ever. Now that is the type of world I would love to live in.
I fall back down onto my bed and throw my arm over my face. I wonder how long I have for this shit to kick in?
*****
I sit on the end of my bed and hang my head as my heart races. I just jacked myself off, for the third time, and my cock is still rock hard. “Fuck me!” I breathe as I fall back onto my bed. Jacking yourself off is not the same as fucking a woman. I need the kissing, the touching, and the passion. I need to feel a woman underneath me, above me. All over me. And no matter how much I close my eyes and imagine it, it’s just not the same.
Who do I know that has taken Viagra? Who could I call for some advice? I reach over, grab my phone, and dial Slade’s number.
“What’s up, man?” he asks after the second ring.
“I have a problem,” I announce.
He chuckles. “Just the one?”
“This is serious.” I snap before taking a deep breath. “I took a Viagra and now….”
His laughter coming through the phone cuts off what I was about to say. “Slade?” I demand. “This isn’t a laughing matter. I’ve jacked off three times, and it won’t go away.”
His laughter grows and I hear Sam in the background asking what is so funny. His laughter starts to die down as I hear a door close. “Why in the fuck would you do that? Seriously, Parker? Having a problem getting it up already?”
“You know what? Never mind.”
“No. No. No. Talk to me.” He tries to sound sincere, but his laughter tells me he’s not all that concerned.
“Then quit laughing,” I snap, sitting up.
“I’m sorry,” He coughs as his laughter begins to subside. “What would you like me to do for it?” He laughs again. “I’m not gonna jack you off.” He chuckles. “Or talk dirty to you.”
“Are you done?” I demand and he clears his throat.
“Yes.” I can hear the smile in his voice.
I take a deep breath. “I had a date planned for tonight.” I leave Kat out of it. “And I thought I would try something new.”
“It’s new all right.”
I straighten my back. “Anyway. I’ve been hard for...I don’t know. Maybe two hours and jacked off three times. The damn thing won’t go away,” I say staring down at it. “Just go away,” I whisper to it as if it can hear me.
“Wait,” Slade speaks. “Did you say two hours?”
“Yes.”
“Parker, man, go to the hospital,” he says with no laughter in his voice.
“What? Why?” Does he know I took it for Katherine? “You think I need pussy for it to go away?” I ask. “Like it needs the real deal?” I look down at it in my hand and frown.
“No. You may need medical attention. Taking Viagra when you don’t n
eed it could cause some major problems with your dick. You’ve been hard for two hours?”
“I think so.” I need to look at my phone and see when Kat had called me.
“Hang up and go to the hospital. They may have to give you something to get it to go away. Or drain it. I think they do that,” he mumbles to himself.
“Drain what?” I ask in a panic voice.
“Your dick. What else would they fucking drain?” he demands.
“Why would they do that?” I stand from my bed and start pacing.
“To stop the erection. I’ve never taken it, but I’ve heard horror stories.”
“Oh, fuck me!” I say as I watch Puss Puss jump up onto my bed. She lies down on her side and closes her eyes as if I’m annoying her.
He laughs. “You won’t be fucking anything if…”
I hang up on him not wanting to hear any more shit from him. I grab my keys and head for the front door.
*****
KATHERINE
I’m walking toward the nurses’ station when a nurse by the name of Melanie comes up to me. Her light brown hair bounces as she smiles at me. “Katherine. You have a man up front requesting you.”
“For what?” I ask wondering who it is. Rollin’s already had me served papers, who else could possibly sue me?
“He didn’t say his name. Just that he needed your assistance,” she says with a frown and I do the same.
“Thank you.” I nod to her and then make my way around the corner. I come to a stop when I see Parker sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. “Parker?”
He looks up to me and his dark brown eyes are wide and he looks concerned.
“Kat.” He stands quickly. “I need help.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask, looking him up and down quickly. He’s dressed in a white cotton shirt and a pair of sweatpants like earlier today but only they’re gray, not black. He doesn’t seem to be bleeding from anywhere. “Are you hurt?”
“Not quite.” He responds hunching over, covering his manly parts with a hand.
“Then what is it?”
He leans in and whispers in my ear. “I have a problem downstairs.” I pull back and my brows pull together in confusion. “My cock,” he whispers.
I roll my eyes. “Parker. I don’t have time for this.” I go to walk away, but he grabs my arm.
“Katherine,” he says through clenched teeth.
“Parker,” I growl back at him. I let the guy fuck me once and now he thinks he can just show up and get it anytime he’s hard?
He looks around the waiting room and sees the people staring at us. He pulls me over to an exam room and closes the door. He then proceeds to undo the string to his sweatpants and push then down.
“What the hell?” I gasp. “I told you…”
“I took Viagra,” he says interrupting me.
I look deep into his brown eyes for a few seconds, waiting for the punch line, but when he just stares back at me with concern, I burst out laughing.
“This isn’t funny,” he snaps at me.
I nod my head agreeing with him as I continue to laugh. “No, it’s hilarious.”
He sighs heavily trying to calm his temper. I can tell my reaction is annoying him. “I did this for you, and now I’m stuck this way.”
My laughter stops immediately. “What do you mean? Did this for me?” What in the hell is he talking about?
He runs a hand through his dark hair. “We had plans tonight and I thought…”
“That I would allow you to fuck me again?” I question raising an eyebrow and place my hands on my hips. Would I have? Most likely. Parker’s hot and the man can kiss. The sex was great. Nothing mind blowing, but that’s normal.
“Well, yes,” he says simply.
I chuckle to myself. You gotta give the guy credit. “Nothing says I want you like popping a Viagra,” I add with a big smile.
His eyes narrow at me. “I took it because obviously you need a little more than what I’m used to,” he snaps, getting pissy. “No good deed goes unpunished,” he mumbles to himself.
“I told you it had nothing to do with you,” I remind him. Geez, why didn’t I just let him believe me?
“So you say.” He rolls his eyes.
“I was serious,” I snap. I take a step back from him and run a hand down my scrubs. How was I supposed to know he would take it this seriously? It was just sex.
“What is it?” he asks sounding truly curious. “Is it asphyxiation?”
“What?” I snap. This guy is fucking nuts. And I’m sure he knows all the fetishes out there.
“You know, I’ve never done it personally. But I heard where a man has to choke a woman to the point where she loses consciousness in order for her to get off.” I stare at him blankly. “I could do that for you if that’s what you need,” he adds quickly. “No judgment.” He throws his hands up in the air in surrender. “I could tell you were really into it last night. You know, when my hand was around your neck…”
I take a step toward him and my tits press into his chest. “If you ever try to choke me out, I will crack your balls open like the useless eggs they are,” I growl. I like my sex rough. A hand around the neck is okay. But to the point I pass out—I may have a panic attack.
He throws his hands up in the air. “Then what is it?” he demands. “Fuck, I took Viagra for you. The least you could do is tell me what I did wrong.”
“You took Viagra because you’re a stupid son of a bitch,” I sneer. “You did nothing wrong.” It is kinda sweet, if you think about it. In a fucked up way. He thought he needed a little more boost in order to get me off, which is more than any other guy has ever done for me. Most guys only care about getting themselves off.
If I tell him, he’ll want to try it. He’ll want that challenge. Am I willing to let him do that? The guy has already slept with me. What do I have to lose, an orgasm? I straighten my back and look him in the eye. “It’s vibration.”
He blinks a couple of times. “Come again?”
“Vibrators,” I clarify. “I need them to get off.”
“That’s it?” he asks as if it’s no big deal.
I narrow my eyes on him. “I don’t have to have it every time, but yes, sometimes it helps.”
“Well, that’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“I’m not ashamed; I just didn’t think it was any of your business.”
He hangs his head and looks down at his hard cock. I’ve tried not to stare at the damn thing. “It’s okay,” he says as if he’s talking to it. He then reaches out and wraps his hand around the base of it. “Not your fault, hammer.”
“Parker.” I fall to my knees and grab his pants. I yank them up. “Hammer?” I question. Please don’t let that be what he calls his dick.
He nods with a proud smile. “You know a hammer and nails. My cock nails pussy…”
I raise my hand to stop him. “Okay. Enough about what you chose to name your cock.” I shake my head to delete that memory. “Don’t touch it. Let it runs its course,” I tell him.
“I was hoping you could take care of it.” He gives me a sexy smirk.
I shake my head. “How long has it been like that?” I question.
“Maybe two hours.” He shrugs. “I called Slade and he told me to come to the hospital that it could have long term effects. I panicked for a while.”
I bet he did. “Are you experiencing any symptoms?”
“An extremely hard cock,” he responds.
“Any other symptoms?” He tilts his head to the side. “Are your ears ringing?” He shakes his head. “Hearing loss?” He shakes his head. “Vision loss?” He shakes his head. “Then you’re fine. Just let it runs its course,” I inform him.
I go to walk out of the room and forget this crazy situation when he grabs my arm and spins me around. His hands tangle in my ponytail and he leans down, kissing me. He kisses me deeply as his tongue explores my mouth. One hand leaves my hair and pushes up my scrub top. His hand fin
ds my bra and he squeezes it to the point I gasp into his mouth.
My feet start to move as he pushes me backward. My back hits the wall and I wrap my arms around his neck as I feel my body come to life. He pulls away from my mouth and pushes my scrubs up to my neck before he bends down and yanks my bra down. I throw my head back and suck in a deep breath as his tongue circles my nipple. He bites down on it before sucking it into his mouth and I rise up onto my tiptoes.
He pulls away all of a sudden and pulls my top down. He grabs my arm and pulls me forward. I place my hands on the hospital bed as he yanks my scrub pants down to my thighs I sigh as his hand slides between my legs. His fingers run over my pussy and I move my hips, itching for more.
His face nuzzles my neck as his fingers enter me roughly and I come up onto my tiptoes. “Wanna fuck?” his deep voice asks, and I let out a breath.
“Yes,” I whisper, rocking my hips against his hand. He pushes his hard cock against my ass and his free hand tangles in the hair at the base of my neck. He pulls my head back as he nibbles on my ear. I suck in a breath as his thumb circles my clit. That’s what I need. I have to have some sort of contact there in order for my body to get off.
He bends down next to my ear. “Good.” His tongue runs up the length of my ear before. “Let that run its course, sweetheart.” And then he pulls away and my body slumps against the bed.
I stand there with my scrubs down to my thighs and my panties pulled to the side for a few seconds before I have the strength to pull them up and turn around to face him. He stares at me with a ‘fuck you’ smile.
“You’re a fucking jackass,” I cuss, straightening my scrub top.
His eyes shine. “And you’re a careless bitch,” he responds still smiling. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he declares, and I shake my head. But he ignores it as he walks out of the room.
The only good thing about that is I know it hurt him to say no more than it did me. He’s the one with the hard cock. I just have a wet pussy.
I lean my head back against the wall and take in a few deep breaths. He’s getting under my skin. I like how everything about him is different. He may be annoying and a jackass at times, but he always seems to make me laugh.
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