Touch Me: A Bad Boy MC Romance

by Cristal Pierre

  Valerie then shakes her head and reprimands herself silently. She’s supposed to be pleasing Lucas – he’s the client – not the other way around.

  She wants to tell him that – to tell him that she should be the one servicing him – but she knows he’s not going to have any of it. It’s part of their agreement. He can take the lead if she won’t blindfold herself.

  Valerie jumps a bit when she feels his fingers start to push slowly in and out of her pussy. She involuntarily lets out a series of moans that has Lucas pumping his fingers in and out of her in a much quicker pace. Then, Lucas slowly starts to kneel on the floor. He tips the corners of his mouth into a boyish grin when he feels his forehead resting against the soft skin of her pussy.

  Bingo.

  “Fuck… ” Valerie moans breathily, when she feels Lucas’ mouth sucking and tugging the lips of her pussy. His fingers continue to push in and out, stretching and conditioning her for what’s to come. Valerie plants her hands on Lucas’ shoulders. She won’t be able to stand upright for long if he keeps doing this. “Yes…”

  But she can’t stop him. She can’t tell to stop sucking and fingering the life out of her. She doesn’t want him to stop.

  “Ugh…yes, yes…” she says, in a sexual voice that is anything but fake. When it comes to Lucas, she never has to fake anything. “Right there…”

  Lucas gives her ass a teasing slap as his tongue continues to push deeper into her pussy. Her nails are bound to leave marks on his shoulders. He gives her another slap, and Valerie lets out a squeal. She wonders if she’ll finish even before they have sex. Oral is enough to undo her tonight. She almost loses it when Lucas starts to play with her clit. His hands and mouth are working wonders, and Valerie knows she’s going to be a tired mess later on.

  After a while, Valerie pulls Lucas fingers out of her pussy when she feels she’s about to tip over the edge. He stands up when she kneels, and she pulls his boxers down and throws it across the room. Her lips instantly edge into a smirk at the sight of his throbbing erection. She wasn’t able to see his dick last time, but she’s not surprised at seeing his length and his girth. She remembers the first time; she remembers how his thickness stretched her pussy so much there was a hint of pain with the pleasure. Seeing his dick in the flesh though – tonight, hands down, tops their previous experience.

  “Mmm…” She closes her eyes when she swipes a tongue across the head of his dick. He licks it clean of his pre-cum before she sucks lightly at the soft, sensitive area. He flinches a bit at her feather light touch. Then, she spits into her hand and rubs the thick liquid along his shaft. He jolts a bit at the feel of her nimble, feminine fingers rubbing against his hard erection. He takes a fistful of her hair as she starts to play with his member.

  Lucas lets out what seems to sound like a growl when Valerie starts to take his entirety in her mouth. When the tip of his head reaches her throat, Valerie moves her head back and forth. Lucas can’t help but bend his head backwards and cross his hands behind his head. He closes his eyes and savors the feel of Valerie returning his earlier favors. As she moves her mouth forward and back with her lips tight around his dick, she adds more pleasure than he can handle by moving and swiping her lips across his length. When he’s about to lose his last remnant of self-control, he pulls his dick away from her mouth.

  “Ready?” he asks, pushing her up to stand.

  “Yes.”

  Still blindfold, Lucas picks up Valerie in one swift move and carries her. Her legs wrap around his waist as her hands are propped onto his shoulders for support. As he carries her full weight, Valerie can’t control the smile making its way onto her face. There’s so much power and strength in Lucas. Maybe it’s his youth, but she’s never had this kind of experience with a previous client.

  Slowly, Valerie feels his erection pushing deeper inside her pussy. “Fuck, yes…” she can’t help but breathe, when she feels his raw skin rubbing against hers. It’s the final part of the agreement – sex without a condom. Valerie was hesitant at first until Lucas promised he’d take care of the contraceptives. He just wants to feel her raw flesh against his, and so does Valerie. It didn’t take much prodding on Lucas’ part to get her to agree.

  “Fuck…” Lucas then growls, when his erection can’t go any deeper.

  Then, he starts to push, in and out and in and out, and Valerie matches his movements in no time. Their lips meet in a dance of tongues when they get into the rhythm, and all inkling of self-control flies out the window. If she had been a firsthand witness to Lucas’ strength earlier, there’s now describing the power he’s showing right now. He’s pounding erratically in and out of her while carrying her full weight, and there’s no sign of tiring from him. There’s that playful smirk on his lips as he continues to thrust.

  Valerie’s more than happy to be on the receiving end of Lucas’ strength. Tonight’s a different experience from all others. She doesn’t feel like an escort tonight. He’s the one pleasuring her than the other way around.

  Then, Lucas sneaks a hand downwards and his fingers start to rub against her clit. Valerie can’t help the moans and groans leaving her mouth and she has to bite into Lucas’ shoulder to silence herself. Harsh, arrhythmic breaths leave her mouth. In and out and in out Lucas continues to thrust, and when Valerie feels his erection twitch inside her, she closes her mouth over his lips and tempts him into a kiss. He responds eagerly, and right at the exact time, his liquid jets out and fills Valerie’s inner walls.

  When he pulls away, he’s more turned on than ever by the sight of his cum dripping from her pussy. When their eyes meet, there’s a sneaky look on his face.

  “Another round?”

  Chapter 6

  ‘I had fun last night. Can’t wait for the next.’

  ‘Really? There’s a next?’

  ‘Now you’re just playing with me. Of course, there’s a next time. Don’t I get a discount? Third time’s the charm?’

  Valerie purses her lips. She tries hard not to show the disappointment threatening to surface on her face. She reads the thread between her and Lucas, and when she reads his last message, she feels her heart plunge to her stomach for the nth time.

  ‘Don’t I get a discount? Third time’s the charm?’

  She knows the hurt and disappointment she’s feeling isn’t warranted. He’s her client; he pays her to have sex. It doesn’t matter if she’s started to grow feelings for him. Nothing genuine, much more a relationship, can come out of the couple times they’ve had sex.

  Valerie suddenly remembers what her friend, Amanda, said a few nights ago.

  “You don’t even know his real name. You know the chances of us getting a relationship with this kind of job are close to none. There’s a reason we’re hired in secret…”

  Fuck you, she curses herself mentally, trying hard to retain the smile on her face. There’s no way her students can know of her internal conflict. That would be extremely unprofessional.

  “Ms. Summers, this activity is too long. Can we please take it home instead?” one of her students asks from his chair.

  She looks at Matthew, the star student of the class, and gives him a small smile.

  “Yes, you can,” she then says. “But I’ll be giving you homework as well, so it’s best to finish the seatwork before the class ends.”

  After that, the room falls silent once again. She can see her students buried deep in the activity. They’re actually adorable with their heads bent down. Valerie decides to walk around the room to distract herself. She doesn’t want to read the thread with Lucas for nth time today. She still hasn’t replied to his last message though. There’s no way she can reply to that without sounding bitter.

  Valerie then checks each of her students’ papers as she moves from desk to desk. Matthew and a couple other students manage to answer everything correctly without her assistance. A few others though need her direction to get through the more complicated Math problems. When she finishes circling the whole ro
om, she walks back to her desk and flips her laptop open. Maybe, she can distract herself by going through her website. Maybe, she has new clients to message and schedule an appointment with. Anything to stop herself from thinking about Lucas.

  It’s funny how every time she tries her best not to think about the man, the more she ends up thinking about him. She remembers the way he looks, his jet black hair sticking out in random directions every time she runs a hand through his mop. She remembers the many variations of his face, from that sexy devilish smirk to his boyish seemingly innocent grin. Then, there’s a picture in her head of his blindfolded face. She wonders about his eyes.

  What color are they? Are they expressive or void of emotion? Are they as beautiful as the rest of him?

  Valerie breathes out a heavy sigh as she tries to relax her shoulders and wracks her brain for something else to think about. There’s no way a man of Lucas’ wealth, looks, and attitude can ever fall for her – an escort and a single mother. Then, she wonders what he does in real life. Stalking him would be futile what with such a common name – Lucas Hill. There are at least fifty-six accounts on Facebook (yes, she checked) with the exact name; a number of those don’t even have pictures.

  She looks at the clock right behind her. There’s still fifteen minutes to go before the class ends. It’s her last class for the day, and she’s excited to pick Trent up from school. She’s made plans to take him out for dinner since he’ll be confined in the hospital over the coming weekend. He’ll be having his transplant tomorrow, so Valerie wants to take him out tonight. When the bell rings, Valerie’s students run out of the room, and when she’s left alone, she picks her phone from the desk.

  ‘I know what we can do next time to spice thing up.’ Valerie reads the new message from Lucas. ‘Having an agreement is always a nice touch.’

  Valerie can’t help it and her self-control flies out the window as her fingers fly over the screen as she types up a reply.

  ‘No, you’re not going to take the blindfold off.’

  With that, she puts her phone back in her bag and leaves the room. It takes her half an hour to get to Trent’s school, and when she sees him waiting by the steps, she runs over to him.

  “I’m starving,” is the first thing he says. “I can eat a whole cow.”

  Chuckling lightly, Valerie wraps an arm around Trent’s head and plants a kiss on his mop of hair. Then, she lets her arm fall to his shoulders as she leads the way to the train station. The restaurant, which specializes in Southern comfort food, is just a couple train stops away. When Valerie turns her head downwards to look at her son, she sees the widest grin on his face. Seeing him happy and worry-free relaxes her chest. Her son has much more strength than she has. He’s the one with a transplant tomorrow, and yet he looks like nothing in the world can ruin his night.

  “I love you, my dear,” she says, the words leaving her mouth so naturally.

  Trent grimaces in return, then responds with, “Eww, mom. Are you okay?”

  Valerie shakes her head, laughing at the same time. She remembers that time when he’d be all sweet and loving to her. “You’re growing up too fast,” is all she says, as she keeps her arm around his shoulders and pulls him closer to her.

  Chapter 7

  “Don’t leave me, mom,” Trent says, lying on the hospital bed.

  He’s looking at Valerie with wide eyes and thinned lips. There’s no denying the nervousness he’s feeling, and Valerie tries not to smile too much. Trent’s being all sweet and loving now. Now that he’s about to be operated. He’s just as nervous as Valerie is.

  “I’ll leave you two for a moment.” That’s Angel, who stands up from the one-seater couch at the corner of the room and walks towards the door. “I’ll grab some coffee. Do you two want anything?”

  Trent shakes his head; he knows he can’t eat or drink anymore until the transplant is finished. Valerie replies and says, “No, thanks. I can get my own once the transplant is over. Thanks anyway, dear.”

  With that, Angel leaves the hospital room and heads for the café in the building beside the hospital. Valerie can’t leave the room, not that she wants to. Trent needs her more than ever, and she has to wait for the surgeon to come in to discuss the transplant – what he’ll do and what Trent can expect after the transplant.

  Valerie relaxes on the couch Angel previously sat in as mother and son spend the rest of the time in silence. Valerie doesn’t have to worry about the success of the transplant. They’ve been assured that the doctor is one of the best in the whole country and that kidney transplants are fairly common with a high success rate. As a mother though, she always worries about Trent still.

  “Good morning, Ms. Summers,” a deep familiar voice calls out from the doorway.

  In a matter of milliseconds, Valerie’s eyes fly in the direction of the door. There, standing in a doctor’s coat is Lucas Hill, the same Lucas she just had sex with a couple nights ago. His hair may have been gelled and pulled back and his body may have been covered from neck to toe in professional clothes, but there’s no denying this is the same man she can’t stop thinking about.

  Then, she finally sees his eyes for the first time – misty and gray, and secretive and expressive at the same time. They’re looking at her with curious interest. She knows that look; she’s gotten it multiple times from other men every time she’s with Trent.

  ‘How can someone with that body and face possibly have a child?!’

  “I’m Doctor Lukas Hilton, and I’ll be performing the kidney transplant on Trent,” he says. Now, she knows his name. She doesn’t want to speak; she’s scared he’ll find out who she is when he hears her voice. “Are you ready?” he then says to the ten-year old, visibly shaking on the bed. “There’s no need to worry. You’ll be more than alright. You’ll be Superman right after this.”

  As Lukas brushes his hand across Trent’s hair to calm the child down, Valerie can’t help but tip her lips up into a small grin. This man right in front of her is so very different yet so alike with the man she can’t stop thinking about. Soft on the inside, hard on the outside. The same man she’s experience the best sex with ever.

  “Did you hear that mom?” Trent then says excitedly to her. “Superman!”

  “I did,” Valerie says, avoiding eye contact with the doctor. “Now, let’s hurry. I’ll even buy you a cape afterwards.”

  Trent is beaming when Valerie turns to look at her son. He still looks nervous but much less now than a few minutes ago. She then feels it, Lukas’ eyes on her. She’s still avoiding making eye contact with him, but she knows she’ll have to face him sooner or later.

  “Mrs. Summers, is that right?” Lukas then asks, to which Valerie shakes her head.

  “Ms. Summers,” she replies, and then, she slowly turns her head up to face him. “You can just call me Valerie.”

  Then, there’s that playful smirk on his face, the same ones she’s seen numerous times in his bedroom. It’s the same smirk he pulls every time he’s up to no good during sex or when she does a bedroom trick that catches him by surprise. She can’t describe the way he’s looking at her at the moment. There’s mischief in those gray eyes of his.

  Does he recognize me? The thought swims around in her head.

  She doesn’t know and doesn’t find out. He leaves the room for a moment and when he comes back, he has a couple of nurses with him. They push Trent’s bed out of the hospital suite and towards the operating room. Valerie follows Trent, the nurses, and Lukas. His back is facing her, and when he moves his head to the side, she can’t help but notice the smirk still playing on his lips.

  Surely, I have the same voice as a million other women out there?

  Thank You

  To those who know the limitless bounds of imagination, this book is for you.

  To my readers, this book is a product of my imagination and creativity. The fact that you’re at the very end warms my heart, so I’d like to take this opportunity to thank you for your continuous
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