Stay: Odd Jobs #1

by Alexander, AJ

  “Look at me,” he growls.

  My eyes fly open as I continue to bring myself to the edge of oblivion.

  “Stop.” He walks toward me with purpose, opening the glass door separating us and removes my hand from between my folds. I whimper. “Patience,” he whispers as he takes my fingers into his mouth, licking them clean.

  “Please.” Not even knowing what I’m begging for, but Cole knows, he slides two fingers into my dripping pussy causing me to cry out.

  “Is this what you want Addy, you want to cum don’t you baby?”

  “Yes!” I scream as I climb higher and higher toward oblivion. Just as I’m about to reach the crest, he pulls his fingers free. My eyes fly open, again he has gotten in the way of the big O. What the fuck is his problem! Taking a closer look, I see a flash of emotion I can’t place, that disappears just as quickly.

  “Next time you’ll think before you walk out on me. Get your ass out of this shower. I told you I wasn’t done with you yet.” He turns on his heels, leaving the shower door open and walks out of the bathroom. I don’t know whether to scream or cry, but one thing is for sure I will not be bested. If he wants a fight, he’s gonna get one.

  COLE

  I lay on her bed and wait. Watching Addy, with her fingers buried deep in her pussy while calling out my name was beautiful. There are no other words to describe it, thinking about it once again has me palming my cock through my jeans. I’m going to fuck her into submission; she will be mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.

  “How did you get in here?” Addy comes sashaying out of the bathroom, her skin glistening in the sunlight. My mouth waters as I think of licking the drops of water from her skin.

  “I’m the dog walker remember?” I hold up my spare key. “I have my own key.”

  She turns to head into the closet, I’m assuming to get dressed. “Who said you could get dressed.” I immediately climb off the bed and follow her. She swings around, freezing me in place with her eyes. If looks could kill, I’d be dead right now. Unfortunately, that look has the opposite effect on me than intended. I want her more now than I did yesterday.

  “Cole let’s get one thing straight. We’ve fucked, last night was no different. That’s all this is, two consenting adults scratching an itch, nothing more nothing less. If you think you’ve any claim over me, you’re wrong. Do us both a favor and leave me alone.”

  She turns around and continues searching for clothes, grabbing her arm I spin her around and use my body to force her backward toward the wall of the closet. My left-hand reaches out, sweeping clothes out of the way, so I have space to pin her to the wall with my body. Running my nose along the curve of her neck, I feel a shiver run through her body before I nip at her ear.

  “I said I wasn’t done with you.” Letting go of her arm, my right-hand rips the towel from between us and I slide my hand down her body. Skimming my finger between her lips, she’s already wet for me.

  “Your pussy belongs to me. The sooner you realize that, the better it’ll be for both of us.” Using my foot, I widen her legs so I can slide my finger into her hot core. She moans in pleasure as I curl my finger, brushing against the bundle of nerves that I know will have her seeing stars in no time. Slowly, I pump my fingers in and out, getting a steady rhythm, as I grind my rock-hard cock into her stomach. Sensing my need, Addy reaches down to unbutton my jeans, releasing my cock. She licks her hand from wrist to the tip of her fingers, before gripping my cock tightly and stroking me in the perfect rhythm.

  “Please.” Addy grips my cock tighter in her hand.

  “So now you beg for me? I thought it was a quick fuck, nothing more.” I pull my fingers from her pussy, slipping them into my mouth to lick them clean.

  Releasing her grip on my cock, I see fire in her eyes. “Either fuck me or get out. I don’t have time for your bullshit.”

  “Oh, I’ll fuck you, but I want you to beg me first,” I stated as I tuck my cock back into my jeans. I almost whimper in pain as I start to button them up, I want to pound her pussy into submission, but I don’t beg. I never have and never will, she needs to understand who she belongs too.

  “I won’t beg.”

  “Well, you don’t get my cock, darlin’. You know where to find me when you’re ready to admit who your pussy belongs to.”

  With herculean effort, I turn to leave, but before I do, I check the top drawer of her dresser. I originally was looking for another set of panties, but what I found was an even better prize. Right on top, is an assortment of dildos, vibrators, and special lubricants. “I’m taking these with me. The only dick that’s going in that pussy is mine.”

  Addy grabs her towel off the floor to cover up with, a shocked expression on her face, as I gather up all her toys. Closing the drawer with a slam, I grab a bag from the floor, exit the closet, and make my way down the stairs. I only make it half way down before Addy lets out a blood-curdling scream of frustration from the top of the stairs.

  “You told her she would have to beg, didn’t you?” Heather asks as I make my way through the kitchen to the back door.

  “Yup, and I took all of her toys too. She’ll be begging for me in no time.”

  “Fuck you, Cole. She was bad enough before she had an orgasm, now this shit’s going to be unbearable. I’m going to get her laid as payback.”

  Dropping my goodies on the counter, I turn around quickly freezing Heather in place with my eyes. “Get in my way, little one, and you’ll regret it.”

  “Oh, you're sexy as hell when you get all possessive.”

  I lean over and place a kiss on her forehead. “That’s gross, I really don’t want to fuck my sister.”

  “That’s the same thing I told Addy!”

  “We tried and failed. We are too much alike, and you know it, like siblings. No spark at all, Addy is the something I need. The piece I didn’t know I was missing until I found it.”

  Pushing against my chest, Heather heads toward the sink. “Enough with the mushy. I’ll try to talk some sense into her. I don’t want two of my favorite people hating each other for the rest of my life.” She looks over her shoulder with a huge grin on her face.

  I lean down and grab my prizes off the counter and head to the door. “If you and Wyatt ever pull your heads out of your asses, we can all live happily ever after. He already knows if he breaks your heart, I’ll kick his ass.”

  Heather lets out a full belly laugh as I shut the door. I know it seems shitty going after her cousin, but her and I never worked out. I was fine with the meaningless sex until I met Addy. Now, after our night together, I know she’s mine, and I won’t stop until I have her.

  If Addy wants to play games, we can play. Either way, the result will be the same, me fucking her senseless while she screams my name for the rest of our lives.

  13

  ADDISON

  It takes a few minutes for my brain to process what just happened before I let out a blood-curdling scream. Cole has a way of bringing my body to the edge of pleasure while making my blood boil in rage at the same time.

  I rip open my top drawer and pull out a pair of panties, noticing my missing toys. “I can’t believe he took them! On second thought, yes I can. What a fucking asshole,” I mumble to the empty space. As I stomp around my closet getting dressed, I think back over our conversation. I wouldn’t mind giving into Cole, maybe having a quick summer fling for a little while. To say that he gave me a night to remember would be an understatement, I wouldn’t mind a repeat or two. However, I will not beg, ever.

  As I exit my closet, I notice Heather laying across my bed scrolling through my phone. I really need to think of a better passcode than my birthday.

  “So, what did he do this time? Based on that scream I’m sure woke the entire neighborhood, it had to have been something good.”

  “Let’s say I didn’t get my happy ending this time around,” I respond holding my hand out for my phone.

  As usual, she ignores me and continues whatever sh
e was doing. When she’s finished, she turns and takes a picture.

  “What the hell are you doing?”

  “Cole wanted to know what you were wearing,” she responds matter-of-factly.

  I don’t know why any of this surprises me. “I’ll bite. Why are you messaging him from my phone?”

  “First, because it was closer. Second, you didn’t have his number and how am I to properly ensure you two get your happily ever after if he’s unable to torture you through text.”

  “You’re my cousin, whose side are you on?”

  “I don’t have a dick. ” She holds my phone out to me like this is an everyday conversation between the two of us. Heather has always been random, but this conversation takes the cake even for her.

  “You were dropped on your head as a child.” I grab my phone and head downstairs with her right on my heels.

  “Probably, but that’s beside the point. When are you going to give in and make both of you happy?”

  I make it to the bottom of the stairs before I spin around to respond, “No matter how happy his dick makes my pussy, I refuse to beg for anything! I left my parents because I refuse to be ruled by someone else, or their dick.”

  Heather shrugs her shoulders and continues past me toward the kitchen.

  “Besides, I’m sure he’ll get tired of chasing me and move on to the next girl. He said so himself, he’s a manwhore. He may want to pretend like I’m something special, but no one changes that quickly.”

  “You’ve no idea what you’re talking about Addison. You need to sit your ass down and listen.” The serious tone in Heather’s voice stops me in my tracks.

  “Oh, the last time you called me Addison was when your parents’ got divorced, this must be serious,” I respond as I slide onto the closest bar stool.

  “Yea, Cole likes sex, don’t get me wrong. He’s sex on a stick and knows how to use it, but he wasn’t always this way. Has he said anything to you about his ex, Vickie?” She partially growls her name as I nod my head in the affirmative.

  “Vickie was Cole’s high school sweetheart. He has always wanted the white picket fence, a dog, kids, the whole nine. He came out here to make a name for himself, so he could take care of Vickie before he popped the question. Vickie tried to talk him into being some hot shot surgeon or something, but he always planned to be a veterinarian. I’m sure you noticed following someone else’s lead isn’t his forte. That decision didn’t make her happy in the first place, but when Cole decided to get a business degree and start his own business instead, Vickie started to change. We all saw the changes, but Cole was blind to her bitchtastic ways.”

  Cole skipped over this whole part in the sordid tale of his broken heart. Here I thought it was the standard she cheated on me, I turned into a whore story. I don’t know if I even want to hear the rest of this story, I kind of want to keep hating him. It’ll make things a hell of a lot easier for both of us if I do.

  “So, fast forward to graduation, Cole was determined to make this business work. It took a few months, but soon he started to turn a serious profit. Vickie was always there in the background, but we all knew she wasn’t supportive of what he was doing.

  “It took about a year, but Cole was finally ready to pop the question and ask Vickie to marry him. Ring in hand, he walks in and finds Vickie bent over the couch in their apartment.”

  I cover my mouth with both hands as I gasp in surprise. My heart hurts for him right at that moment. It’s one thing to be cheated on, but to have your heart basically ripped out when you’ve finally achieved your dream is unimaginable.

  “Oh, it gets better. The bitch had the nerve to tell him it was his fault. If he had followed the plan and at least became a veterinarian none of this would’ve happened. She was too good to be with just a dog walker. Although she was good enough to drive around in the car he bought her and live in the extravagant condo that she had to have.

  “Cole bent over backward for Vickie and gave her the world, but none of that was good enough for her. To him, what she did meant he wasn’t good enough.”

  I’m suddenly filled with rage; how could anyone treat another human being like that is beyond me. If I ever see this bitch, I may knock her out on principle.

  “She still comes around from time to time begging for him to take her back, I finally convinced him to stop listening to the shit she spewed. Cole doesn’t think he’s worthy of anyone, that is until he met you. I have never seen the fire in his eyes that he has when he looks at you, Addy.”

  “He barely even knows me, Heather. One night of hot sex doesn’t form a connection,” I sigh. No matter how badly my heart goes out to Cole and what he went through, amazing sex doesn’t make a relationship.

  “The heart wants what it wants, and for some reason Cole’s heart wants you.” Heather walks over and wraps me in her arms. I place my head on her shoulder. “It also helps that his cock makes your pussy sing like a chorus of angels.”

  I let out a loud, boisterous laugh. “That does help, doesn’t it?”

  “A happy pussy does a good relationship make,” Heather responds with a smile. “Now, how much longer do you think you’ll last before you’re begging for more?”

  “Never. I don’t beg,” I respond quickly, but we both know that it’s only a matter of time before either Cole or I give in. I need to make sure that he gives in first.

  COLE

  On my way back to my condo I decided I need a plan, getting Addy to see that we belong together is going to be harder than I thought. I’m going to need reinforcements. Heather may or may not want to help, but there’s one person that always has my back. I hit the Bluetooth on my car and wait for the phone to ring.

  “Hey fucker, the sun is still up. Why are you calling me?” Wyatt grumbles into the phone. He must have worked the late shift at Noble last night. He’s always grumpy when I call and wake him up. I barely keep my own schedule straight, I don’t know what makes him think I could keep his straight as well.

  “Get your ass up. I need your help, and you owe me. Meet me at my place in twenty. I have coffee and beer, and you don’t even have to drink them in that order.” I hang up without even waiting for him to say goodbye. Wyatt knows that I wouldn’t call him at this time of day if there wasn’t a good reason to call in my favor. That favor let's just say that Wyatt doesn’t always make the greatest wingman. I’ve taken one for the team one time too many, so yea he owes me. Besides, he probably ran into Heather and Addy last night. I’m sure he’ll be all for helping me get the girl when he knows who she is.

  I pull up to my condo and park the car, hoping to be able to hop in the shower quickly before Wyatt gets here. Unlocking the door, I’m met with a not so nice surprise sprawled naked across my couch. “Get. Out.” I grind out through my clenched jaw.

  “Baby, aren’t you happy to see me?” Vickie climbs off the couch and attempts to look sexy as she walks toward me.

  “No. I want nothing except for you to get out of my house. You’ve now graduated to breaking and entering. Really, Vic? That’s a new low even for you.”

  “It’s not breaking and entering when you have a key. You really should be less predictable when hiding a spare key.”

  “Get dressed and get out. I don’t have the patience to deal with you,” I respond as I pinch the bridge of my nose as I calculate the risk of calling the police. I wonder if all the aggravation is worth it at this point.

  “Awww, did your latest whore tire you out? Someone must be getting old? Might want to spend a few more hours in the gym or running with your little four-legged mutts,” Vickie growls out as she grabs her clothes to get dressed.

  So, that’s the issue, someone must have been spying on me and saw Addy leave this morning. “Jealous?” I raise my eyebrow in question. “If it’s any consolation, I fucked her right there last night.” I point to the couch where she was just lying. “

  “Laugh it up while you can, she’ll soon learn that you’re nothing but a dog walker.
No woman with half a brain is going to want you. You’re a good fuck Cole, but you’re not the marrying type.” She gives my cheek a pat as she leaves my apartment, closing the door behind her.

  I’d like to believe that Addy is different, that she can see the man, not my profession but who knows. She comes from money, was born into it, and will have it for the rest of her life. I’ll have to work to earn every penny that I have. What will she tell her parents when she introduces me? That I own my own business and that I started it from the ground up or that I’m just the dog walker?

  Shaking the negative thoughts from my mind, I head toward the bathroom to take a shower before Wyatt arrives. No matter what Vickie says, I know that I need to try. The connection I feel with Addy is unlike anything I have felt for anyone, including Vickie, and I’ll stop at nothing to make that a reality.

  14

  ADDISON

  It’s been almost a month since ‘Toy Gate’ as Heather has so lovingly termed it, and by some miracle, neither of us have budged – not for lack of trying. I’ve tried every girl trick in the handbook. Sending him dirty pictures in text, showing up at the door when he comes to pick up Delilah in barely any clothes, and even going radio silent when he does text me. Nothing is working!

  He isn’t playing fair either, mind you. No dirty pictures, just sweet messages all the time. I come down the stairs to show Heather the latest.

  “Look at this one! I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I know how to deal with the sexy asshole, but Cole being sweet is a different animal.” I hand her my phone.

  This time it’s a picture of the sunrise with a message.

  Almost as beautiful as your smile.

  Gah! Could he be any more perfect? He started out sending the half-naked pictures of himself shirtless after a run or when he got out of the shower. He even had the nerve to send me a picture of him and Delilah looking adorable together as they played in the dog park, but after a few days of no response, his tactics changed, he changed. It’s as if he discovered that it’s not about what was on the outside, I already like that part of him, but I wanted to know about the guy underneath.