SHOOT: A Novel

by Kristen Flowers

  I don’t know what possessed me to say yes, I figured he probably wouldn’t make a move on me anyway.

  “Yea, sure.” I said, shimmying my way across the backseat and out the door. His face lit up with shock and excitement the moment I said yes. Poor guy. Even though he wasn’t a bad looking guy, this was probably the first time he’s had a girl up in his apartment in a while. Jonathan leaned through the passenger side window to pay the cab driver before leading me up to his apartment.

  His apartment was nice and clean but had very little character. In many ways it matched his personality. I wasn’t surprised. I sat down on the kitchen barstool as Jonathan prepared a couple drinks for us.

  “Gin and tonic.” He said with a huge grin as he sat my drink down in front of me. “You had mentioned at the restaurant that that was what your favorite drink was.” He smiled proudly.

  He listened well, that was something a lot of men didn’t do, so at least he had that going for him.

  “Thank you Jonathan, you’re so sweet.”

  I had barely swallowed my first sip when he planted a swift kiss on my cheek. I sat there frozen for a moment, swishing the gin and tonic in my mouth before swallowing and looking toward him. A nervous smile crept along his face.

  “You want to fool around or something?” I laughed, trying to help the poor sap out. Wooing women clearly wasn’t his forte.

  “Yea.” He said as his nervous smile turned into a huge grin.

  I set my drink back on the counter as he grabbed my hand and guided me across the living room towards the hallway. We made our way to the bedroom. I wasn’t exactly sure why I was going to have sex with him. He wasn’t a bad guy or anything, he just didn’t get my blood boiling the way I liked. But if I was being completely honest, ever since my steamy hot encounter with Rick, I couldn’t get my mind off of sex.

  Jonathan leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I tried my best to kiss back and go with the flow. He wasn’t a bad kisser; he just wasn’t what I wanted. His hand snaked down my side and around my back. I let out a little moan as he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, his bulge pressing against my hip. I pulled back and gave him a quick smile as I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him against the bed. He fell back on the matress with a nervous laugh.

  My eyes traced over the bulging outline of his cock underneath his slacks. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. He kicked his shoes off as I walked towards him and quickly started unfastening his belt.

  “Just sit back and relax.” I reassured him as I unzipped his pants and tugged them down his legs. I smiled as his hardness sprang free. He wasn’t disappointing or small by any means, but he wasn’t as big as Rick. I tried to shake the thought out of my mind. It wasn’t right to keep comparing the two men, but I couldn’t help myself. As soon as his hands were off I leaned down and gave him a soft wet kiss on the head of his cock, giggling as he twitched underneath my lips.

  “That feels so good.” He panted, rocking his hips up to meet my mouth. I eased my lips down the towards the base of his shaft and reached out my tongue. A light tremble shook his legs as my tongue ran flat along the underside of his shaft and snaked its way up toward his head. As soon as I made my way to the tip of his cock I grabbed him and aimed his head into my puckered lips.

  “Oh fuck…” He whimpered as I eased my mouth down and hollowed my cheeks. His hands clutched at the comforter as my head bobbed up and down, occasionally pulling my mouth back to twirl my tongue around his head. As soon as I started to jerk him with a tight grip he reached down and grabbed my wrist.

  “Wait…wait…” He muttered, hips lurching up a little off the bed. I stopped, wondering if he was actually about to come. His eyes clenched shut and his mouth locked open as he mustered up all the energy he could to avoid his impending orgasm. His whole body went stiff as his pearly white juices exploded from his cock and oozed down my knuckles. A wave of disappointment washed over me as I watched him tremble against my hand. He couldn’t even last ten minutes with me.

  As soon as he was finished he looked down at me panting. “Sorry.” He managed to squeak out, clearly disappointed in his lack of control.

  “Don’t worry about it.” I said, trying my best to look like I didn’t care.

  “I can—”

  “No really, it’s okay.” I said interrupting him. “Maybe next time.” There wasn’t going to be a next time. I just wanted to wash up and get out of there.

  “Is there a bathroom I can use?” I asked, pulling my hand away from him.

  “Yea, just down the hallway to the left.” He said as he leaned up and watched me walk out of the room.

  As soon as I washed up I gave him a cordial goodbye and left.

  Chapter 5

  The next day at work I spent the first couple of hours staring at the travel pictures on my computer. My mind raced with a million thoughts about last night with Jonathan and the other night with Rick. So many men are like Johnathon. They’re nice, gentle, and caring. But none of them can spark that fire inside of me like Rick.

  As my mind’s eye traced over Rick’s naked body once again my office phone beeped and shocked me back to reality.

  “Kayla, there’s a man coming to see you.” Kimberly, the front desk secretary said over my speakerphone. I couldn’t quite put a finger on her tone of voice, but she sounded annoyed.

  “A man?” I asked as I quickly pressed the talk button on the phone. I rolled my eyes and said a few curse words under my breath as I realize how desperate I sounded with that question. Obviously it wasn’t odd or out of the ordinary for a man to see me at work, but since I had men on the mind my first thought wasn’t work related at all.

  “Yes a man.” Kimberly confirmed as I finished cursing myself for the desperation in my voice. “I tried stopping him and telling him he had to wait, but he didn’t listen and just walked right past the desk.”

  “Okay…” I wasn’t sure what else to say.

  “He had on a leather jacket and boots.”

  My heart instantly dropped. Rick. How could he know where I work? I leaned over my desk to get a better look out my office window and toward the front desk. I couldn’t see him yet.

  “Kayla, he’s tracking in dirt everywhere.” Kimberly said over the phone with an annoyed sigh. “Do you know him?”

  My heart lurched the moment I saw him. It was Rick.

  “Thanks Kimberly.” I said, ignoring her question and promptly muting the speaker.

  Quickly, I scrambled from behind my desk and ran towards the window. I closed my office blinds as fast as I could and leaned against the door. My breath stilled and my palms felt sweaty. I wasn’t ready to see him. Not to mention, him walking into my work looking as unprofessional as he did probably wasn’t the best image for me.

  I peeked out the blinds just in time to see him talking to Jonathan of all people. Jonathan looked at him confused before pointing towards my office. Rick gave him a smile and a nod before heading my way. Even though he looked completely out of place in such a professional atmosphere he was still as dead sexy as ever. He had his leather jacket on, ripped jeans, and motorcycle boots that left a trail of dirty footprints all along the hallway. Either he didn’t seem to care about the mess he was making or he didn’t seem to notice.

  “Fuck…” I muttered under my breath as I shot my hand away for the blinds and readied myself to talk to him. How could he have possibly figured out where I work? Was he some kind of creepy stalker?

  I sucked in a nervous breath. Great, now I had some unkempt man that tracks dirt into my office, who will probably show up there every day. That night was supposed to be my wild and crazy night out. Even though I couldn’t get my mind off of him, it was supposed to be a one-time thing. Now I felt like my two worlds were colliding—my fun night out with Vivian and my professional career.

  A loud thud banged against my office door and I instantly opened it without another moment’s hesitation. I wanted him inside my office and out of sight
as soon as possible. The moment the door swung open Rick looked at me with a wide smile.

  “Hey sexy.”

  “Get in here.” I said, grabbing him by the arm and tugging him inside.

  “Who is that? He’s making a mess.” I heard one of my coworkers say as I shut the door behind us.

  Rick looked at me with a confused expression written across his face. “What’s the matter with you?”

  “You can’t come up here like this.” I said, practically scolding him.

  “Like what?”

  I looked him up and down and gave a motion with my hands toward his outfit. He looked down at himself then back up at me, unable to figure out what I was suggesting.

  “This is a professional atmosphere at my job. My career. And your tracking dirt everywhere.”

  “Sorry...” He muttered as he tried to make sense of my anger.

  “How did you find where I worked anyway?”

  He handed me a wrinkled piece of paper with a number scrawled across it.

  “I called the number you gave me. The woman at the front desk answered it has O.P. Advertising Firm. I wanted to see you again, so I looked the place up online and here I am.” He said, holding out his arms like he had just performed some kind of magic trick.

  I sucked in a deep breath the moment he said he wanted to see me again. Clearly I had some kind of effect on him, just like he had an effect on me. It felt good, but I still wanted him out of the office as soon as possible. I walked back towards the window to peek out the blinds. Jonathan was talking to Samantha and pointing to the dirt footprints and then towards my door.

  “You have to go.” I said as I turned around and tried to push him toward my door.

  “Not without a date.” He said standing still. He wouldn’t move. It was like pushing up against a brick wall.

  “A date?”

  “Yes a date. Don’t act like the other night wasn’t something special to you.” He said with a smirk as he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer. The moment I smelt his manly scent my knees wobbled. All the sexy memories from the other night came crashing over my body in one giant wave.

  “It was, but you have to go.” I said, trying my best to tear away from his grip. His eyes were a piercing stare as he held on tight, refusing to let go until I gave in. “Fine, one date.”

  Rick let go of me, grabbed a pen and paper off my desk, and wrote his number down. He handed it to me with his typical cocky smirk.

  “Text me your address.” He said. His eyes squinted as if he were studying my every expression. “You’re not going to leave me hanging are you?”

  I let out a short giggle. “No, of course not.”

  “After all, I do know where you work.” He laughed.

  “Speaking of work, I need to get back to it.” I said, pushing back toward the door.

  “Oh, you should wear jeans.” He said as he looked me up and down, “a skirt won’t be comfortable on a motorcycle.” He said with a wink before walking out the door.

  I peeked over his shoulder out into the office to see Jennifer and a few others gawking in our direction.

  “Bitch.” I said under my breath.

  “What’s that?” Rick turned around.

  “Nothing, see you later.” I gave him a quick smile before shutting the door behind him. I opened my office blinds just in time to see everyone’s eyes glued to Rick as he walked out. His boots fell with a thud against the floor as he walked out as confident as ever.

  There was a meager knock at my door. I opened it to see Jonathan standing there, eyes cast down to the ground.

  “Who was that?” He asked, barely able to make eye contact with me.

  “It was nobody, just a friend of a friend.” I said, trying my best to brush it off. I grit my teeth and cursed myself inside my head. I knew it was wrong to try and hide Rick from everybody else. But he didn’t belong there and right then I was starting to think I didn’t belong there either.

  That was when the true dilemma washed over me. I felt trapped between two ‘different selves’. On one side of me I wanted to go out and be crazy, live free, and be wild. That was the side of me that wouldn’t judge guys like Rick. The other side of me felt like I needed to conform to office politics and not associate with people like Rick. If I wanted to get ahead in the company, I couldn’t have strangers walking in looking like him and leaving dirt footprints across the office carpet.

  I let out a heavy sigh as I watched Kimberly sweep up some of the stray clumps of dirt. The office was too much of a sterile and boring place anyway. Sometimes things need a little dirt to add character.

  I was too sterile and boring. I was a cookie cut out the perfect businesswoman. I always dressed right and did the right things. Everything about me was predictable. An undeniable part of me started to bubble to the surface that wanted to dress differently and do all the wrong things.

  I needed a little dirt in my life. I needed character.

  I needed Rick.

  But that wasn’t me, if I wanted to get the Vice President position I would have to stay as perfect as I had always had been.

  Chirp Chirp.

  I grabbed my phone off the desk. My eyes instantly rolled as I saw my daily motivational text from my mother.

  What you are looking for is not out there…it’s in you.

  Chapter 6

  “You…want to come upstairs?” I asked as I hopped off of the motorcycle.

  Our date had gone well. Rick was completely different from other men and the whole night I could tell he was trying to impress me. He was chivalrous and had great manners. He was also clumsy, but I could tell he was trying to impress me; even though we went to some small burger joint rather than a fancy restaurant like Jonathan took me to. That was what was different about Rick.

  Before our date I hadn’t put a finger on it. But after spending a night with him I figured it out. He didn’t pay much attention to image or how he came across, but he paid attention to me. And that was something I wasn’t used to.

  “Of course I want to come up stairs.” He smiled and hopped off the bike. He walked over to the parking meter and put a few quarters in it before following me up to the door.

  As much as I liked him, I couldn’t see myself staying with him. And I definitely couldn’t see myself introducing him to my mother. He wasn’t what she would have approved of. She expected me to find a clean cut man with a professional career—a doctor, lawyer, or a businessman. Not a man rough around the edges like Rick. When I thought of things like that I couldn’t tell if it was how I truly felt about the situation, or if I was just trying to please my mother. I knew I was trying to please her with my career, but was I trying to please her with men too?

  I drew a deep breath in as I unlocked my apartment door, savoring the scent of sandalwood and dead sexy man coming from behind me. As soon as we walked in and shut the door he pinned me to the wall with a rough kiss. I melted against him the moment I felt his strong grip on my hips, pulling me closer to him. He nibbled at my lip before brushing my head aside and sinking his teeth into my neck. The tiny bit of pain sent tingles up the back of my neck and my knees weakened.

  “I’ve been waiting too long for this.” He whispered into my ear as he pushed his hips against me. My heart thundered inside my chest the moment I felt his hard bulge press against my hip.

  “Let’s go to the bedroom.” I panted against his mouth as I ran my hand across his hardness. With that he leaned away from the wall and allowed me to lead the way. As I walked down the hallway I grabbed the hem of my blouse and practically threw it off over my head. His leather jacket and shirt were tossed on the floor behind us as we walked toward the bedroom. I couldn’t help but sneak a glance over my shoulder at his perfectly sculpted chest and abs. He really knew how to take care of himself.

  As soon as we walked into the bedroom Rick threw me onto the bed. I let out a playful giggle as I bounced on the mattress. I gave him a wink as I started to unbutton my jeans.
A heavy pant escaped my lips the moment I saw his thick cock come into view as he tossed his jeans and boxers onto the floor.

  “You’re taking too long.” He said as I struggled to get my skin tight jeans down my legs. He grabbed them and forcefully tugged them down my legs. As soon as I was naked he spread my legs apart and leaned between my thighs with a devilish smile.

  I shimmied to the edge of the bed as Rick fell to his knees. Heat and lust swelled up inside me as he leaned down with kisses on the inside of my thighs. His rough stubble rubbing against my soft skin, making my back arch off the bed. With each wet to plant of his lips my heart thundered faster, my fingers gripping the blankets.

  I leaned back as his tongue explored me. He slid over my smooth pussy lips. I couldn't help myself from begging for more. He let his tongue slide down over my opening, tasting my wetness, feeling me responding to him with the rocking of my hips. Then slowly, he slid his tongue inside my wet folds.