Slippery When Wet

by N. S. Johnson

  When he was done, he wrapped the damp towel around his own waist. He led me back into my bedroom, and pulled the covers of my bed down. I slipped inside, scooting over to make enough room for him. Instead of coming under the covers, he tucked them around my chest.

  “Do you wanna stay over?” I asked.

  “I’m tired,” he said, shaking his head. “I need to get some sleep, and I don’t sleep well in strange beds.”

  Eagle brushed a strand of hair off my face, much like he’d done for Toy. I felt myself heating, but not in the good way. The heat rose to my cheeks not in my groin.

  “Thank you,” he said. “Tonight was amazing, exactly what I needed. I’ll have your car ready in the morning. Good night, Cleo.”

  He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Then he stood and padded across the floor and out the door. I heard him as he went down the stairs. I strained to hear him in the living room putting his clothes on, and then the soft snick of the door as he left. Then there was silence in the house and in my head as I lay in my bed sated and alone.

  What the fuck just happened?

  Chapter Seventeen

  I woke up the next morning in a mess of sheets. My body was hot. My head was fuzzy. My pussy throbbed with delight, but my chest itched from a phantom pain.

  I dressed for work and then trudged down the stairs. Toy was up and about. She was both a morning person, and a night person. Regular sleep wasn’t really her thing. She was catlike in that respect, napping at odd times of the day and waking with bursts of energy.

  She’d made breakfast and cleaned. She was always on her best behavior when she wanted a reward. The reward she wanted was clearly Eagle. I didn’t want to admit that I wanted him too.

  Never had I ever fucked someone without touching them. Never had I ever come so hard from someone watching me while I was fucking. Never had I ever been so thirsty while watching someone else fucking. Bottom line, I needed to fuck this dude, and quick, to get him out of my system. I always got bored after I had them. He would be no different.

  I looked at my watch. I’d have to get to work soon. As I walked to the front door, I realized I wasn’t sure how I was going to get to work. Eagle and I hadn’t made plans for when he’d be here, or if he’d be here to pick me up. I passed through the hall, which had a view out the living room window. What I saw in the driveway made my mouth go dry.

  It was my car. I pulled the door open to get a better view. Sure enough, the dent in the front end was gone. The car glistened as though it’d been buffed and painted. My stomach clenched.

  Was this some sort of payment? Had he just used me? Had he just had his fun with me and my toy and then was off.

  But no. I’d had as much of an effect on him as he’d had on me. I’d brought that man to his knees last night. I’d made him sweat and pant. His eyes had filled with desire. His mouth had watered and his cock and strained for me. Hadn’t it?

  I didn’t know what to do with all this uncertainty. So, I climbed into the driver’s seat and pulled off. I was a menace on the road, cutting people off, and ignoring the speed limit. I reached the hospital and was immediately confronted with problems as the Interim Nursing Manager for the ER. As the issues came at me, my confusion about Eagle went to the back of my mind.

  Until he came into the sliding glass doors with a beautiful, curvy woman on his arm. His hazel eyes looked down at her in adoration and amusement. The brunette, who was in a sundress and heels straight out of the fifties, looked up at him smiling and giggling. The young woman’s hand wrapped around his elbow like he escorted her, like she was something precious.

  The burning sensation from this morning returned to my chest. Along with it came a pain at the side of my face. It didn’t go away after I unclenched my jaw. Eagle looked up and caught my eye. That devilish grin spread across his face and he winked. I looked away. When I looked back, they were gone.

  “Excuse me?”

  My gaze snapped back to the front. Then my head tilted back, way back. A tall drink of water stood before me. He was dressed for business at the bottom, but his torso was covered with a leather, motorcycle jacket at the top. The black jacket highlighted his creamy cocoa skin.

  “I’m looking for Christopher Trent’s room?”

  The man had the type of voice that rumbled through you; a cross between Darth Vader and Idris Elba.

  “I’ll take you,” I said feeling the nurses swarm at my back to get close to this guy.

  We fell into step. I felt his cool gaze checking me out, but not with interest. It was more the habit of a man. I did the same to him out of habit. This guy was an impenetrable mountain. He didn’t look like the kind to break.

  “You one of Crow’s brothers?” I asked.

  “Not by blood. I’m Eagle’s brother. My name’s Yohaness.”

  “Excuse me? Did you say your name was Your Highness?”

  “Pretty much.” He looked down at me with a grin.

  And then I saw it. The devil was in this man just as much as it was in his brother. There was a maturity about him though, so I had to assume Eagle was his younger brother.

  “My mother believes in the power of names,” he said.

  “Mine, too. I’m Cleopatra. I have two brothers; Solomon and Khan.”

  “She named you all after various kings and queens.”

  “Yeah, depending on our dad’s heritage. Your mom named your brother Eagle?”

  “No, she didn’t.” He smiled, but didn’t give up Eagle’s given name.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Yohaness.”

  “No one calls me that. Everyone calls me Prince.”

  We’d arrived at Crow’s room. Deep bellied laughter drifted out into the hallway accompanied by a high trill of feminine delight.

  “Keep talking to my baby sister like that and I will hurt you.”

  I recognized the distinct growl of Eagle’s bald-headed brother, the one they called Hawk.

  “Do I look like I’m stupid enough to make a move on your sister?” asked Crow.

  I looked again at the prim and proper young lady in the sundress. So she was Hawk’s little sister; the one who played the cello. The pressure in my chest eased now that I thought back to the look Eagle had given her. It hadn’t been a look of interest. It had been tender.

  “My fiancé aside,” Crow was saying, “I don’t have a death wish.”

  “Can you imagine what it was like growing up with two guard dogs?” Hawk’s sister punched Eagle in his arm. Eagle feigned pain, but I knew better. It was a love tap compared to what I’d done to him last night.

  “Don’t you mean three?” Eagle looked up to his brother who framed the door.

  I watched something cross the young woman’s face. It was clear the boys didn’t see it. It was something only another girl would notice. The look was gone in a fleeting moment and blandness covered her pretty features. It was the lightening fast shift of emotion that caught my attention. She didn’t want Prince to know that she was affected.

  “Yohaness,” she said, a polite airiness infused her tone as she looked up at him. “I didn’t know you were in town.”

  Beside me Prince said nothing. I felt the tension rolling off him in waves. His lips pressed together and his eyes narrowed. But he didn’t move, not a single muscle, as he stared at her.

  “I’m surprised you weren’t the first person he called,” said Hawk, seemingly oblivious to the tension between the two. “He’s always been wrapped around your little finger since you were born.”

  “I don’t have his new number,” she said with quiet accusation. In the blink of an eye, her smile returned. “Listen, I’m going to get out of your hair.” She leaned over and gave Crow a kiss on the forehead. “I’m glad you’re well, Christopher. Maybe slow down next time.”

  “Ha ha.” Crow grinned. “You coming to my homecoming party tonight?”

  “No.” Hawk, Eagle, and Prince all said in unison.

  “Just like old times,” she said turning to
me. “I wasn’t allowed in their fort as a kid either.”

  She put her body in motion. Though she was short, her long legs struck the floor with purpose. She strutted like she was on a runway that was headed straight for Prince. He weaved away from the doorway like he was bracing for impact. But she didn’t stop at him. She walked right past him.

  When she got past his shoulder, she turned back to him. “It was good to see you again, Prince.”

  “You too, Gabby.”

  It was only a two second stare. None of the other men caught it. But I stood right in the pathway of the heat between these two and it felt like an hour in the sauna. Gabby flipped her lush hair over her shoulder and walked out. Prince’s gaze stayed stuck on her retreat.

  Well played, I thought, admiring Gabby’s technique. If Prince had at some point unraveled himself from her finger, he was wrapped back around it now.

  “Prince, you’re coming to the party tonight, right?”

  Prince didn’t turn to address Crow. His gaze stayed locked down the hall on the retreating figure. “I’m too old to be going to any of your parties.”

  “How long are you in town for?” Hawk asked him.

  “Not long,” he responded absentmindedly. “I just have some questions to ask you about the race.”

  “You think you can prosecute those dipshits for a hate crime?” Crow asked.

  It took Prince a moment to respond. When he did, he didn’t even bother turning around to address the room. “Listen, can I give you a call and talk about the case later?” His feet were in motion before he stopped speaking.

  “Sure thing,” Crow called to his retreating back.

  There was a moment of silence as Prince ran down the hall after Gabby and disappeared out of sight. Then the room filled with the sounds of male laughter.

  “Poor Prince.” Crow chuckled, his shoulders shaking. “He is going down, for real, this time. Gabby is about to lock that up.”

  “Was there ever any doubt?” asked Hawk. “My sister always gets what she wants.”

  “And she’s wanted Prince since before she could talk,” Eagle said and then laughed.

  Wow, so they weren’t as clueless as I thought. They saw the tension, too. Probably had for years. I wondered what was keeping Gabby and Prince apart? But I let that thought go when Eagle swaggered up to me.

  “Hey,” he said leaning against the doorframe, taking up the spot his brother had vacated.

  “Hi.” I wanted to choke on that single syllable. It came out of me breathy and airy, like I was some infatuated miss.

  “You busy tonight?”

  “I get off at six.”

  His lower lip quirked up. “Wanna get off after that?”

  There went that irritation in my heart again. My mouth and my cunt flooded with warmth as I basked under his gaze. I didn’t trust my mouth. Either more air or a gurgling sound from all the moisture collecting inside me would come out of it if I opened it. Instead, I nodded my head.

  “Come play at my house,” he said. “Bring Toy.”

  I didn’t want to wait. I wanted to take him into one of the private patient rooms, or the supply closet, or, hell, close the door and shove Crow aside on the bed.

  “What is it about you?” I shook my head, puzzling over this man. “You are so not my type.”

  “Two intact balls?”

  I actually fucking giggled. What was going on with me?

  “Sometimes like attracts like,” he said.

  I dipped out of the room before I did something else embarrassing, like kiss him on the mouth.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “You can close your eyes the whole way.”

  Toy looked down at the floor. Her chest rose and fell in shallow pants. Her hands were balled in fists at her sides.

  “Eagle will be there,” I coaxed. “He wants you to come… in more ways than one.”

  Her fingers unfurled, but I knew that wasn’t a sign of relaxation. All ten of the digits began to shake. I didn’t want an episode, not when I was all dolled up in my finest leather and ready to go out.

  “Okay, baby girl.” I enfolded her into my arms. Slowly, her panting and shaking ceased and she relaxed into my hold. “You stay home. I’ll go visit with Eagle. If you get your work done on your new project, I’ll see if he’ll come over this weekend to play. Okay?”

  I felt her nod her head with her face buried in my neck. I let her go and she slunk down the hall. My heart hurt as I watched her go. I hated to leave her behind, but I wasn’t about to pass up a night out after I’d been working so hard.

  I headed for the door. On the hall table was today’s mail. Amongst the regular bills, coupons, and junk mail was an ominous envelope. I opened and found a Notice to Quit inside. I cursed under my breath and then tossed it into the table’s drawer.

  It wasn’t something I had to worry about now that I had the promotion. I’d have the money in a couple of weeks. I made my way to my car and started it up. I pulled out of the driveway and headed for my deserved night out.

  Eagle’s home was beside his place of business. The Watchers Crew garage was in a mixed-use part of town. One side of the street was industrial businesses. The other side were homes.

  I knew which house to head for without looking down at the directions. Muscle cars lined the block. Women clad in little to no clothing made their way into the front door. I parked my car and followed the trail.

  I walked down a long hall with panties and skirts littering the way. Entering the main room, most women and men were naked or nearly nude. There was a lot of blowing going on.

  Crow sat in a reclining chair with a blanket over him and Mary Katherine hovering at his side. I wanted to scold. He should be lying down in a bed. All this stimulation couldn’t be good for him.

  No sooner did the thought enter my mind did I release and rebuke it. I wasn’t on duty here. I wasn’t Nurse Cleo tonight.

  I would be if I saw that his health was endangered. But I knew he’d likely be tired out within the hour and request to head up to bed. So, I waved to him and then I let it go.

  On the opposite end of the room, Hawk sat in a large chair that looked like a throne. His blonde girlfriend, Ellie, was perched on his lap like a prize. Both of their eyes surveyed the room before them.

  Unlike the man whose lap she sat upon, Ellie was completely naked. The pink buds of her perky tits were erect. Her flat stomach trembled in an erratic rhythm. I looked lower and saw the reason why. Hawk’s hand covered her pussy. It was clear to see that two digits slid slowly in and out of her.

  Ellie’s eyes caught mine. It took them a moment to focus. When she recognized me, she smiled. It was a welcoming smile. It was also filled with curiosity and a hint of an invitation.

  To the side of Ellie and Hawk something caught my ear and then my eye. A girl lay on a table. Her body was nude. Her arms were flung over her head. Her legs were spread and her torso was shaking. Between her legs sat Eagle.

  He held a Magic Wand in his hand. His face was screwed in concentration as he worked his magic on the girl’s core.

  The girl’s heels bounced off the floor. Her teeth grit as she white-knuckled the edge of the table. Around her, other men and women cheered her on with words of encouragement.

  “You can hold out, Tessa.”

  “Nah, she’s going to blow.”

  And then she did. Tessa’s hips rocked off the table, mashing into Eagle’s wand. Her moan was not one of satisfaction. It sounded pained and irritated. Around her the crowd groaned, too.

  “I thought she had it.”

  “No one’s ever lasted five minutes with him.”

  “Nice try, Tessa,” said Eagle as he reached down to help her off the table. “You good?”

  Tessa took a deep breath. “Fuck you,” she said.

  Eagle grinned.

  “Later?” she asked with a smile.

  “Sure thing,” he winked. Then he turned back to the crowd. “Who’s playing next?” He looked aro
und at the eager faces, and then his gaze fell on me. “Hello, Nurse Cleo. I’m glad you made it.”

  “What’s the game?” I asked.

  “Orgasm wars. There are points for who lasts the longest before coming, and then a second round where we count number of orgasms. Wanna play?”

  I raised an eyebrow. If he thought I’d drop my panties and be on display in front of these strangers, he had not a clue about me.

  Eagle reached to his side and produced a second Magic Wand. He turned with a grin and presented it to me. “Let’s go head to head.”

  That itchy, tingly feeling came back to my chest as I took the wand from him. I was happy to sit down next to him because my legs were prepared to give out. My palm was sweaty as I wrapped my fingers around the vibrator. I got ahold of myself and gripped it tight as two women took their places before us.

  “What are the rules?” I asked.

  “Vibrator only, no hands. The vibrators must remain in contact with the skin between her legs. You can change the settings on the vibrator, but it must remain on. Got it?”

  Nodding, I turned on the vibrator and focused on the cunt in front of me. It was already dripping with anticipation. I felt like I’d been given the lame horse in the race. But somehow, I knew better. Eagle would never take an advantage for himself. He’d want to win fair and square. His girl was foaming at the lower lips, too.

  “Start the clock,” he said. “And go.”

  I aimed the vibrator straight for my contestant’s clit. She must have been expecting me to play around in her inner thighs like Eagle was doing to his girl. My girl’s eyes went wide as the head of the wand met her bud. Her mouth gaped open and her legs began trembling.

  “I’m going to come,” she warned.

  “I know, sweetheart,” I said.

  “But…but…” She could barely get words out. I could see the vibrations traveling down her legs as they shook. Her belly trembled. Her fingers shook. Her teeth chattered and her eyes rolled back in her head. “I can’t hold it.”