by Toni Aleo
Her eyes narrowed as she pinned him with a look.
“I told you I had to be here at four. Its six minutes past. I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be able to dance now! I try to be nice and crap, but you continually piss me off. I gotta go,” she said, slamming the door before running into the studio.
As he watched her disappear inside, Phillip shook his head. He couldn’t understand how he pissed her off. He did everything she asked of him, and all she did was crap on him. Just when he thought things were good between them, she’d turn into the angst teen he was blessed with. Shaking his head, he decided to sleep in the car until she got out. Leaning his head back, he was just about to shut his eyes when the passenger door opened, and Claire fell into the seat.
Looking over, he watched as she crossed her arms and looked out the window before she said, “We can go.”
“Why?” he asked, sitting up.
“Because I’m late. I can’t dance if I’m late. If I’m late again next week, I’m kicked out of the group class,” she said softly. When a tear ran down her cheek, Phillip’s heart seized.
“You’re only a few minutes late. It’s not a big deal,” he protested.
“It is to Reese,” she said, palming her tears away. “I told you I couldn’t be late, and you still wouldn’t get up. I don’t ask for money, for clothes, or for anything really. The one thing I wanted was to be here on time, and you couldn’t even do that.”
Feeling like shit, he said, “I’m going to fix this.”
Opening the door, he slammed it shut before walking towards the studio. He had no clue what he was going to do, but he knew he had to do something. Surely, Reese would be reasonable. It was his fault, not Claire’s. No reason to punish her because of his lateness. She would understand that he was tired. He hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before because he was up thinking about sex with her, for god’s sake. She would have to be sympathetic about that.
He passed by a few parents and reached for the door to the studio that Claire was always in. Pushing it opened, six girls, including Reese, looked over at him. She looked delectable. Her hair was in a long braid down her back, her breast snug in her yellow sports bra. Her nipples were hard and just the sight made his mouth water. Add in the fact that her shorts were basically panties and were showcasing her ass, and it had him hard within seconds.
Fucking A.
Putting on a dazzling smile, he started for her, but when he looked up from her tits to her face, his smile dropped from her glare.
“What are you doing?” she asked, stopping the music and putting her hands on her sexy hips.
“I came to talk to you,” he said simply, getting close enough to smell her. She smelled fantastic.
“I’m teaching a class right now.”
“I understand that, but Claire said you wouldn’t let her in.”
Her eyes narrowed as she said, “That’s right; I have a strict policy on lateness.”
“I get that, but I was the late one. She was ready, but I had a hard time getting out of bed, late flight,” he said, giving her another smile. She had to feel the sizzle he felt looking into her eyes. He knew she did. This was going to be easy, and Claire wouldn’t hate him.
“Can’t you make an exception?” he asked sweetly.
“No.”
What the fuck?
“Why not?” he asked, his smile dropping.
“Because I said so, now please leave. I have a class to teach.”
With that, she turned and hit play on the music, walking out towards her class.
Stunned, Phillip watched for only a second before asking, “Are you serious?”
She turned, her eyes full of annoyance as she said, “Yes, now leave.”
He said her name again, but she was ignoring him, and that pissed him the fuck off. Stomping out of the room, he decided that he wasn’t done with Reese by a long shot. Going out to the car, he opened his door and got in with not a word to Claire. Pulling out of his parking spot, he drove faster than he needed to back home. Claire tried to ask what was wrong, but he ignored her. He was so mad that his hands were shaking. How dare she? He gave her countless orgasms, made sure she was good and fucked before he left, and she couldn’t help him out? What the hell?
Pulling into the driveway, he looked over at Claire.
“I’ll be back.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing.”
“Where are you going?”
“Nowhere.”
She let out an annoyed breath as she asked, “Well, what did Reese say?”
“That you needed to be on time, and she’s right. That won’t happen again. I’m sorry, but I need to set some things straight with her. I’ll be back,” he said sternly.
Claire’s face softened as a worried look came over her face.
“Don’t get me kicked out, please!”
“I promise that won’t happen,” Phillip assured her. “Now, go do your homework or something.”
“Oh my God, I swear,” she mumbled as she got out, slamming the door behind her. Phillip backed out of the driveway, driving too fast again, to the studio. Pulling into the same spot, he jumped out, locking his car before going back inside. The parents from before watched as he dropped down into a seat and pulled out his phone. He was so pissed that he wanted nothing more than to be on the ice, so he could slam into someone. He was irritated that he had wanted to sleep instead of taking Claire, and even more angry that Reese was a bitch about it. Never had he been so disrespected in his life! What the hell was her issue? What was the big deal? Everyone deserved one tardy, and it wasn’t even Claire’s fault. He tried to tell her that, but she wouldn’t even give him a chance.
Leaning back in his seat, he ignored the text from Claire asking him not to worry about it as he waited for Reese’s class to get out. He could feel the parents’ eyes on him, but he wasn’t worried about them. He was bubbling with anger and ready for a fight. Reese had better have good reason for not listening to him. They slept together for fuck’s sake. That awarded him at least some respect from her, didn’t it? Letting out an annoyed breath, he tried to check his Facebook, liking his friends’ statuses as he waited. Finally, the door opened and girls spilled out, giggling and sweaty as they headed towards their parents. As he watched people clear out, he waited for Reese to come out, but she never did, so he got up and went towards the studio room.
When he entered the doorway, he found her moving slowly to some soft music. Her movements were like air, her arms moving with each beat before she raised her leg straight up, as if she were raising a feather. Swallowing loudly, he soon forgot why he was mad as he eyes ran up and down her beautifully sculpted leg. She really did have the best legs he had ever seen. Leaning to the side, she held herself there for a few moments before she finally looked up and noticed him.
An annoyed look came over her face before she dropped her leg and reached to shut the music off. Looking over at him again, she said, “What are you doing here?”
Clearing his throat, Phillip said, “Came to talk to you about the way things went down an hour ago.”
Shrugging her shoulders, she looked bored as she said, “I don’t know what there is to talk about.”
Glaring, Phillip put his hands on his hips. She was being rude, and it was pissing him off all over again.
“Why are you being like this?”
“Being like what?” she asked, mimicking his stance with her hands on her hips, jutting out her chest.
It took everything out of him not to stare at the two little pebbles that were her nipples but, somehow, he managed as he said, “You’re being rude. All I want to know is why we couldn’t work something out this afternoon. It wasn’t Claire’s fault; it was mine.”
“It doesn’t matter,” she said, her voice raising some. “Rules are rules, and they apply to the dancer and their families. She has to be here on time. That’s how I run things.”
“Well, the way you run things
is bullshit! I came home on the red eye. I’m tired. I needed sleep. Can’t you give me a break here? You made her cry.”
Reese scoffed. “I didn’t make her cry. You made her cry for making her late. It wasn’t my fault… it’s yours.”
Phillip’s brows came together as he took a step towards her, his finger coming up to point at her. He had forgotten this side of her. His mind had been clouded with the amazing, awesomely sexy Reese that he had spent time with three days ago. Standing in front of him was the cold Reese from before. He decided that this Reese could kiss his ass.
“Get the hell off your high horse, Reese. All I’m asking for is a little slack here. You’d think with us sleeping together and ending on good terms, you would be a little easier to deal with, but just like before, you’re back to your bitchy ass self.”
A shocked look came over her face as she took a step towards him. Her body was only inches from his. He could smell her sweet scent, see that she wore no makeup, and yet, she still looked just as gorgeous as she did made up. With her head bent back so she could glare up, she yelled, “So because I’m not doing what you want, I’m a bitch? That’s not right. I have rules, rules you signed, and it doesn’t matter if you rocked my world on a couch… I stand by my rules. My rules make winners, and I am a winning studio! I’m not going to bend the rules because you ask me too. We fucked, that’s all, so get your head out of your ass and make sure she is on time.”
Out of all that, the only thing Phillip heard was that he rocked her world.
Her chest was rising and falling, her breath labored, as he held her gaze with his. He could see the lust swirling in her eyes, and his hands itched to be on her. When her little pink tongue came out to wet her lips, his cock went instantly hard. Only she could do that. This was the woman who had ruined him for every other woman. Before, all he wanted was to cuss her ass out but, now, he wanted to kiss the spunk out of her.
Without really thinking, he reached for her, bringing her close to him before covering her mouth with his. Her fist balled up against his shoulders, but he kept kissing her. Soon, she was kissing him back. Her body molded to his, her hands gripping his shoulders, as he moved his tongue along hers. He wanted to moan against her mouth. He had been craving her, and he knew that he only need one more time with her. After that, he could let go, and not think of her again.
Yup, that is all I need, he thought as he moved his hands up her torso, taking her breasts in his hands as she moaned against his lips.
Just one more time.
Letting her head fall back as Phillip flicked his tongue up her neck, Reese couldn’t help but think that maybe this wasn’t the greatest idea. She had told him before that it was a one-time thing and here she was, stretched out like a cat in heat. But she couldn’t help it. No matter how much she tried to be a bitch to scare him off, she couldn’t. She wanted him, desperately. Surely, all she needed was one more time with him. She’d make sure to get her fill this time because this was it.
With a smile pulling at her lips, her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued to suck on her neck, pushing her until her back hit the wall. He looked up, into her eyes, as he arched into her, giving her the opportunity to feel every single inch of him. Gasping, her nails bit into his shoulders, as his hands made their way down her torso, gripping her ass and lifting her completely off the ground.
Looking into his eyes, she took in a sharp breath. His blue eyes were dark with desire. It had been a long time since a man had looked at her like that, and it made her feel like she was flying. She was breathless. When he said, “One more time,” she could only nod before he captured her mouth, giving her a long, searching kiss while his hands wandered all over her body. When his hand slid up the back of her thigh, gripping, she arched into him. He smiled against her lips before pulling away, kissing down her neck as he slowly placed her to her feet.
“You still have to be on time,” Reese muttered as he nibbled along the curve of her breast.
“I will be.”
“Good,” she moaned as he bit her nipple through the fabric of her bra, causing the room to spin from the pure pleasure of it.
Running his tongue along her ribs, he nipped at her belly button before pulling her shorts down. She gasped from the cold air hitting her hot, sensitive area, but soon his mouth was on her and Reese couldn’t see straight if she tried. It was as if he had a voracious appetite for her pussy, and she wasn’t going to stop him for anything. Lifting her leg, he threw it over his shoulder, opening her wider as he buried his face in between her folds, causing her to scream out. Tangling her fingers in his hair, she shuddered as he took her clit in between his teeth, before releasing it and flicking his tongue along the nub.
Taking in quick spurts of breath, she opened her eyes and looked down at him. When he looked up and winked at her, she moaned out before he sucked her clit between his lips. Looking out into the empty studio, the walls covered with mirrors, she watched as Phillip devoured her with his mouth. She could see every muscle in his back flex with every movement he made. Seeing her leg draped over his shoulder while his head moved against her was one of the hottest things she had ever seen. He curved his tongue inside her and had her arching completely off the mirror, her hands pulling his hair as she cried out. She felt like her legs were going to give out but, thankfully, they didn’t. When he slid his finger inside her, moving in and out of her at the same speed his tongue was moving against her clit, she shattered, screaming out so loud, it echoed through the studio.
She wanted to collapse and just lay there to recover, but Phillip had different plans. Leaning against the wall, she watched as he stood up, before slowly undressing himself. His eyes never left hers as she gasped for breath, while he revealed his sexy, hard body to her. Like before, she was completely stunned by the beauty of him. Reese was dripping with need. When he ripped opened a condom and slid it up his long, hard cock, she was convinced that she was going to die if he didn’t touch her soon.
Reaching for her, Phillip slowly slid her bra off her, kissing the parts he exposed before laying her down on the cold floor. She hissed out a breath as he moved down her body, pulling her shorts completely off before parting her thighs. She thought he was going to enter her but, instead, he ran his tongue along the outside of her lips, lapping up her wetness, causing her to go cross-eyed. Moaning as her body arched towards his mouth, she bit into her lip as he squeezed her thighs with one hand, but then he smacked her thigh with his other hand, surprising the hell out of her.
“Turn over,” he demanded.
“Over?”
“On your stomach. I want to hit it from behind.”
“Hit it?” she laughed as she started to turn over but then, she stopped and said, “You don’t want me to give you head?”
He shook his head quickly. “Hell no, I can’t handle that right now.”
For some reason, she was really pleased by that comment as she went on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at him as she looked back. He bit his lip, squeezing his cock with his hand, as he came up behind her. Finding the right spot, he slid in slowly, their moans mingling together as he found his rhythm. He pushed into her to the hilt before completely coming out of her, only to enter her quicker and harder each time. Reese found herself screaming out, and she felt dizzy as her orgasm started to build. Looking up into the mirror, she found him watching her. Sweat sheened on his skin. When he started to pound into her, his eyes glued to hers, she knew she was about to shatter again.
Taking ahold of her braid, Phillip pulled her head back, covering her mouth with his as he continued to pound into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with their moans and gasps. Pulling his mouth from hers, he wrapped the braid around his hand, pulling it back more before thrusting into her in such a perfect rhythm that he had Reese coming so hard, she couldn’t breathe. Crying out, her body shook with her orgasm as he continued to pull her hair and thrust inside her. It was perfect, and when he sla
mmed into her one last time, his body stilling against hers, she wanted to cry from the intensity of what they just did.
Never in her life had she felt so thoroughly pleased sexually until she met Phillip. Slowly pulling out of her, he brought her with him, sitting her in his lap as they caught their breath. Moving his hands up her torso to cup her breast, he kissed her neck and jaw before giving her a long, lusty kiss that curled her toes. Pulling back, he kissed her nose and then her lips again. Her hand came up, cupping his beautiful face as he continued to kiss her in a drugging sort of way. Parting from her lips, he smiled, moving his nose along hers. It felt so intimate and so perfect, but she knew it wasn’t. This was their last time together. It had to be.
“Last time, right?”
He smiled as he nodded.
“Sure.”
She eyed him and his grin. Something about that wasn’t very convincing.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I… now lay on your back,” he said, kissing up her neck.
“Why?” she asked, confused, but enjoying the way his lips felt on her.
“Because I’m far from done with you.”
Oh, she was so screwed because, for the first time in years, that simple sentence had Reese Allen swooning.
3 days later…
“LAST TIME.”
“Definitely.”
Gasping against Phillip’s mouth, Reese pulled his shirt up, exposing his chest for her to bite. He had come over just to drop off a monthly check, but he showed up in shorts. Shorts that outlined every single inch of his delectable cock. How was she supposed to stay off him when he was sporting a semi? It was impossible.
Moaning, Reese lengthened her neck for Phillip as he nibbled and licked up it, while slowly moving her back towards her desk. When the back of her thighs hit, he stopped and kissed down her stomach, pulling her shorts down as he went.
“You drive me insane with these shorts,” he muttered against her dripping wet center.
Moving her hands into her hair, she cried out as he ran his tongue along her.