“Yes.” I gasp as my hand slides under my tank top gliding over one breast, pinching my nipple picturing it was Mikey tugging at the sensitive bud. “Oh…”
“Are you touching yourself baby?”
“Mmhmm…” I closed my eyes. “I’m picturing it’s your hand.”
“What am I doing to you?” He asked. His voice sounding gruff and desperate. I was glad he was suffering right along with me.
“You’re pinching my nipples. Mikey it feels so good, but it’s not enough. I want your mouth. Put your mouth on me.” I beg and imagine his mouth closing over my nipple.
“I’m taking your nipple between my teeth. It hurts for a moment, but then I relieve the ache with my tongue flicking it over your sensitive flesh. Your breasts are swollen from my thorough attention. The rest of your body is feeling neglected isn’t it princess?”
I nodded forgetting he couldn’t see me. I clutched the phone tightly to my ear as I arched my body. I was soaking wet my pussy throbbed, my hand slid down the waistband of my shorts.
“I want you naked. Are you naked?” He said in between breaths.
“No.” I gasped sliding my finger along my wetness.
“Get naked.”
“Mikey…” I slipped my finger between the lips of my pussy.
“Do it.” He demanded.
“Hold on.” I placed the phone on the mattress beside me before I pulled my shirt over my head. I tucked my fingers into the waistband of my shorts and shimmied out of them throwing both articles of clothing onto the floor. I was naked lying on top of my bed and didn’t feel the slightest bit weird in fact, I felt sexy. I brought the phone back to my ear. “Okay.”
“Spread your legs.”
I obliged bending my knees, my toes curling into the mattress in anticipation of what was to come. No pun intended.
“Wait!” I said, sitting up slightly. “What about you?”
“What about me?” He muttered.
“I’m sprawled across my bed naked. You better be too.”
“Why?” He urged letting a groan slip out.
A wicked smile played on my lips as I dropped my head back onto the pillow. You want to play Mikey? I’ll play.
“Because I want you to picture me between your legs sucking your dick.” He moaned. “Are you stroking yourself Mikey? Wrap your hand around your cock and picture my lips sucking on the head.”
“Stop. Talking. Now.” He said between pants.
“But I want you to come for me baby.” I whispered seductively. I closed my eyes, trying to envision his face as he came shooting his release over my tits.
“Ladies first. I want you to take two fingers and put them in your mouth get them nice and wet. Do it Nikki.” He sounded so desperate it was thrilling. His voice alone had the ability to make me reach my orgasm. I took my free hand and did as I was told sucking on my fingers pulling them out of my mouth making sure he heard the sucking noise on his end of the phone call. “Stick your wet fingers in your pussy. In and out. Faster. Harder. Prime yourself for my dick. You want my dick don’t you Nikki? Tell me…”
“Oh my God. Yes.” I worked my pussy with my fingers, adding another finger because Mikey’s fingers were much bigger than mine were and I wanted to get as close to the real deal as I could.
“Say the words…” He panted.
“I want… oh sweet mother…. I want your… dick.” I started to clench around my fingers. I was close… so fucking close. I usually had to chase my orgasm willing it to happen, but at that moment I was trying to keep it at bay struggling to hold out because this was too good to ever end.
“I want to eat your sweet pussy. I’m fucking starving for it Nikki. Just a taste.”
“Yes, yes please!” If he was between my legs right now the second his tongue pressed against my clit I would be a loose cannon exploding all over his mouth. “Mikey… I can’t… I’m going to come... I…” I stammered gasping as my orgasm hit me hard.
“Thatta girl…” Mikey moaned into the phone.
I dropped the phone to grasp the sheets in my fist as my body quaked from the intensity of my orgasm.
Holy. Mother. Of. God.
My limbs felt like Jell-O all the tension that was built up in my body disappeared, I was completely content unable to move. I struggled to regain control of my breathing taking deep breaths in and letting them out. I closed my eyes… I could’ve fallen asleep, that’s how relaxed I was all because Mikey had… OH MY GOD.
My eyes snapped open, staring up at the ceiling I asked myself what the fuck had I just done? That phone conversation did not go at all like it was supposed to not even close. Regretfully, I rolled on my side and saw that the phone was still on. I bit my lip nervously careful not to make any noise.
“Nikki?”
I cringed at the sound of his voice coming from my phone before I could change my mind I picked it up and quickly ended the call. I chucked the phone across the room and this time I didn’t go chasing after it. I was never going to use the phone again. I buried my face into my pillow, regretting my actions but not willing to trade what had just happened for a clear conscience.
Chapter Eleven
I stared at my phone for the hundredth time in the hopes that Nikki would’ve text me back or at least returned one of my phone calls. Nothing. I wasn’t even sure her phone was on anymore because there was a little red exclamation mark next to the last three texts I sent her. So much for trying to do the right thing and calling her to apologize for almost kissing her. I won’t call that a kiss. I refuse to. However, I definitely succeeded in making Nikki come.
She had been the star in many of my wildest dreams. I imagined her face and the noises she would make when she came but the reality of listening to her come exceeded any of my expectations. The sound of her voice as she cried out has been haunting me. I only wish I could have seen her face as she drove herself into oblivion.
I was still trying to wrap my head around what had transpired. A simple call to straighten things out between us erupted into phone sex. Incredible phone sex that left me shooting my load across my stomach imagining that it was Nikki’s hand and not my own bringing me to sweet release.
“A penny for your thoughts.” Vic said throwing an arm around my shoulders. Trust me guy you don’t want to know anything about my thoughts right now. I sighed slipping my phone into my pocket I looked at Vic clearing my throat and pushing Nikki out of my head. “It’s a lot to absorb but I think we’re making progress.” Vic added. We’ve been at Temptations for almost four hours preparing for the grand opening. Today we hired two dozen bartenders and were in the midst of interviewing table hostesses and shot girls. I really had no fucking interest in any of this but I was trying to put my best foot forward. I followed Vic’s lead scanning the line of girls in front of us. I wasn’t sure what credentials we were scoping them out for if they were easy on the eyes and could carry a tray I say hire the chick. But no Vic asked them a dozen questions that I never would have thought to ask.
“The blonde seems to be into you.” Vic said patting me on the back. “I don’t think she’d mind if she didn’t get the job but walked away with you instead.”
I looked at the woman he was referring to our eyes caught and she smiled sweetly. She was pretty enough with her long blonde hair cascading around her shoulders. She was one of the few girls here that wasn’t dressed like a skank. Her petite frame was dressed in an emerald green sweater dress that matched her eyes, which seemed to devour me.
“She’s not really my type.” I said lying through my teeth. The truth was I didn’t have a type. I would screw anything with a pulse because I was a self-destructive asshole but there was that little problem I recently developed. Nikki. “Besides she seems like she would be a better fit for the job than half the people here.”
Victor shrugged his shoulders. “You’re probably right. Sweetheart?” He motioned to the blonde in question summoning her to us. Like a
ll the others we interviewed Victor fired a few questions at her. Once her experience was established and the fact that she had open availability she was hired. She smiled at me a smile, which held an unspoken promise that she’d be happy to work with me in more ways than one. I winked at her in return before looking at Vic again who was putting her resume in the folder with the other new hires.
“When are we doing the rough opening?” I asked him running my palms along the length of my thighs. I needed a break from this shit desperately.
“The night after tomorrow, that should give the employees enough time to get a general idea of their responsibilities and an understanding of what we expect of them” He glanced up at me. “Have you seen Rico yet? He was supposed to test out the sound equipment.”
“No.” I said hearing his name made me wonder if Rico was with Nikki. The thought of her being with him caused an unfamiliar ache in my chest maybe that’s why she was avoiding me. All along, I had been telling myself that she wasn’t answering me because of what had happened between us that I just assumed she wanted it too. She opened the door inviting me to act on the temptations that I had been struggling with every time we were in the same room. Maybe I was wrong, maybe I didn’t know anything about what Nikki wanted.
“I need a break.” I declared. Victor peered up at me raising an eyebrow at the agitation in my voice.
“Alright.” He said suspiciously. “When you get back call Nikki find out if she knows where that boyfriend of hers is. My time is valuable and I will not have my kindness taken for granted by anyone. That guy thinks because he dates my daughter he gets away with murder.”
“That’s your own fault.” I said instantly.
Victor placed the folder on the table beside him leaning back in his chair he crossed his arms against his chest and looked at me almost amused.
“Care to explain?” He said with his voice sounding eerily calm and controlled.
“How do you expect him to act when you don’t set him straight?” I matched his controlled voice. “He mauls your daughter at your dining room table and you barely flinch. He’s a disrespectful prick. It’s blatantly obvious he doesn’t give a shit who you are or what you stand for. If you ask me all Nikki is to him is a trophy.”
“And this is based on your observations?” Victor asked.
“Partially but mostly it’s a gut feeling. My theory might not have a leg to stand on but mark my words his intentions with Nikki are far from pure.” Something about Rico rubbed me the wrong way I didn’t trust the guy. I may not be a good judge of character but something was off with him. I didn’t like him for Nikki. The shitty thing was I had nothing to base my theory on and I wasn’t a hundred percent sure that it wasn’t because I wanted her for myself. Could be that I labeled the one she was with no good for purely selfish reasons and it didn’t faze me one bit.
“She seems happy enough.” Victor said.
“You sure about that?” I asked him watching as his expression changed proving my words had him questioning himself. He remained silent. “I’ll be back in ten.” I said deciding to let him think about it. I had no right to tell Nikki how to live her life or who to live it with. It didn’t matter that I wanted her. This pull towards her that I was feeling was purely sexual making me a hypocrite. Sure, I cared about her she was my friend but I was not looking to be the man in her life. I could barely take care of myself let alone be the man good enough to take care of her. Not that she needed someone to take care of her but needing and wanting were two different things. The man who was lucky enough to be with her should be the man who wanted to take care of her. That man should be capable of being all that she deserved. That man wasn’t Rico but it wasn’t me either.
I stepped outside of the club greedily breathing in the fresh air. I pulled my phone out of my pocket about to try Nikki again. I couldn’t explain the need to hear her voice to know that I didn’t fuck up our friendship. I was selfish so fucking selfish that I made myself sick. I should stay away from her. Clearly, I was affecting her in ways I shouldn’t. If I were half the man I should be, I’d leave her the fuck alone. My hand closed over my phone and I fought with my conscience to do the right thing.
“Don’t worry about Nikki she’s not going anywhere.”
Hearing her name caused me to snap out of the internal war I was battling and round the corner to see who was talking about my girl. Rico’s back was towards me as he spoke into the phone. I leaned against the wall to listen without making my presence known.
“Trust me I’ve got her under control. She’s not going to call it quits before the opening.” He paused. “I’m not worried about her. I know what I told you, but I don’t think it’s going to be a problem anymore. Yeah, I know. Just relax I have this under control. We’ve come this far do you really think after all the time I invested in this shit I’m going to let anything bring us down? I’ll talk to you later I’m walking into the club now.”
I watched him end the call and shove his phone into his pocket. I decided to wait a few moments before walking around the corner. I didn’t want him to know I overheard his conversation deciding that it was better to keep an eye on Rico and uncover further information regarding his conversation. I didn’t know what that prick bastard was up to but whatever it was involved Nikki. Something told me it wasn’t close to any kind of good.
I turned the corner just as he did purposely bumping into him. He looked up, eyes full of anger until he realized it was me.
“Watch where you’re walking buddy.” I said smoothly.
“I could say the same to you.” He replied. We stared at each other for a moment. He was probably wondering where I came from or if I had been outside long enough to hear his conversation.
“Victor’s been looking for you.” I said as I studied him.
He grinned at me. “Yeah, well I don’t think he’d like to know the reason I’m late.” He said with a laugh and then patted me on the back.
“What’s the reason?” I asked balling my fists inside my pockets knowing that I was going to regret my question.
“Well, I can’t tell him I had a late start because his daughter wouldn’t let me leave the bedroom if you know what I mean.” He winked slyly. I wanted to punch him in the face and poke his eye out with an ice pick. “I doubt daddy dearest wants to hear his daughter is a tiger in bed.”
“Word to the wise?” I said, leaning closer to him. My voice dropped to a gravely whisper. “I don’t want to hear it either.”
“Duly noted.” He said evenly. He looked at me sizing me up before he stepped around me without uttering another word. He walked into Temptations with an arrogant swagger leaving me to plot all the ways I was going to make him suffer.
There is something to be said about the guilt that consumes a person after they cross a line. It’s as if the guilt has a life of its own taking over your entire being. Everything that you were once sure of no longer exists leaving you in a state of uncertainty. I am not the type to cope with uncertainty well. I like having the upper hand in life, but after last night, I had no idea what to feel anymore. I have no idea how my actions will affect my friendship with Mikey and I am too much of a coward to find out.
That’s why I hightailed it to my sister’s house, hoping that she would be able to make sense of what I had done. I’ve been here for two hours working up the nerve to tell her that I baited Mikey into phone sex. I told myself that my intentions last night were to talk to Mikey about the attraction we have for one another and establish a way to get passed it. If we were going to remain friends, he couldn’t look at me as if I was his last meal and he would savor every bit of me. I also planned to lecture myself that I wouldn’t enjoy the way he looks at me. I wouldn’t enjoy being on the receiving end of those devastating stares. Problem was I liked the way he looked at me and I’d be lying to myself if I said a part of me didn’t wish I had the balls to end things with Rico so I could explore my options with Mikey.
; “Are you going to tell me why you’re sulking all day or are we going to continue to sit here and pretend that you’re not torn up about something?” Adrianna said as she poured me a cup of coffee.
I looked up at my sister taking the cup of coffee she offered. “I’m not torn up about anything.”
“Okay, so we continue to pretend.” She said treating me to an eye roll as she sat in the chair across from me. “Did you have a fight with Rico?”
“I thought we were pretending.” I said hopefully as I stirred the creamer into my coffee. She shot me a warning look to give it up. “Fine… things are a mess between me and Rico and I am afraid it’s my fault.”
“What happened?” She asked giving me her undivided attention. I loved how attentive my sister was with me so eager to help me unravel my problems. I hope that one day she will allow me to return the favor.
“Mikey.” I said, taking a sip of my coffee. Closing my eyes, I silently damned Mikey with his good looks and bad boy tendencies to hell.
“Mikey?” She raised an eyebrow pointing an accusing finger at me. “Spill.”
I cringed taking a deep breath before I spilled the whole sorted story to my one and only confidant. “Ever since Mikey came home, I’ve been a disaster. I don’t even know if I love Rico because all I can think about is Mikey. How can I love him if it’s that easy to forget him? I can’t control myself around Mikey. I look at him and my body goes haywire! One minute his eyes get to me looking all sad and tormented. All I want to do is make him feel better take him in my arms and make it all go away. The next minute it’s his muscles. If he wears a T-shirt I become a blithering fool and all I can think about is holding onto his arms as he screws my brains out.” I gasped as the words flew out of my mouth. Adrianna’s mouth fell open, forming a perfect O as she stared at me wide-eyed.
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