The Stand Off

by Z. Stefani

  He carried her over to the bed and laid her down. He lounged next to her, perched up on his elbow as he slid his hand between her legs. He traced her nether lips before slipping between them to attack her still pulsing clit.

  “No more,” she tried to pull away but he held her still.

  “You have a habit of trying to run from your orgasms. You have to learn to stop fighting it so I’m going to make you come over and over again until you do.”

  “Wait,” she breathed as she felt an involuntary spark in her clit.

  “Shush,” he commanded before he gently kissed her. “Lie still… this could take a while.”

  ***

  Dean awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He could barely open his eyes he was so comfortable. He was holding Lux and the feel of her naked body pressed against his was the kind of comfort that money could not buy. He growled as he pulled away from her to grab his phone.

  “What?” he barked as quietly as he could, trying not to wake Lux.

  “Where are you? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all frigging night!” It was Johann of course.

  “I’m still with Lux. What do you want?”

  “You’re with Lux?” Johann gasped.

  “Yes.”

  “You two are having sleep overs now?” He asked and Dean could hear the excitement in his voice.

  “Yes.”

  “I can’t believe it. You know what this means?” Johann said in an overly cheerful voice.

  “What do you want Johann?” Dean roared into the phone but quickly lowered his voice when he saw Lux begin to stir. “This better be important.”

  “It’s Vaughn; he’s been trying to get ahold of you.”

  “So, I’m busy.”

  “He’s really pissed about something,” Johann scoffed.

  “He’s always pissed. What is it this time?”

  “I don’t know, he won’t tell me. He wants to talk to you.”

  “I’ll talk to him when I’m not busy.” Dean insisted.

  “Are you coming in today?” Johann asked.

  “No, cancel or reschedule anything planned.”

  “There’s just one meeting, but I can handle it for you,” Johann offered.

  “Good, take care of it. Thank you,” Dean said and shook his head when he heard his brother’s short inhale of breath.

  “You’re very welcome,” Johann said before Dean hung up.

  “Was that your brother?” Lux asked.

  “Yes. I was trying not to wake you.” He slid back into the position he was in before Johann interrupted them. “But since you’re up.”

  He grabbed her breast and put his head under the cover to kiss the plump top.

  “Is everything alright? You sounded irritated.”

  “Yes. He just wants to know if I’m coming in today and there was something about Vaughn.” He continued to kiss around her nipple as he talked, careful not to touch it yet.

  “Are you going to work today?” she asked with a shaky voice. His warm breath was creeping close to her nipple like an airy, invisible feather.

  “I wasn’t planning on it,” he said, and she sighed when he pulled his head back to look at her.

  “Good, you should just spend the afternoon with me,” she purred and kissed his lips.

  “Why not make it the whole day.” He pulled the blanket from her torso to bare her breasts before bending his head to kiss both tips.

  “You should stay for dinner, too,” she suggested as she ran her hand through his hair.

  “I’m definitely staying for dessert,” he took her nipple into his mouth.

  “Might as well stay the night,” she sighed as she arched her back a bit. She grabbed a handful of his hair when his gentle sucking turned into a soft bite.

  He let go of her nipple to briefly kiss her lips and then said, “Brilliant fucking idea. It’s settled. I like waking up to see your face.”

  “Me too,” she said as she slid her arms around his neck and kissed him. “Are you hungry?”

  “Yeah; you want to go get something to eat?”

  “No, let’s just stay here. I guarantee either Kiki or my mom cooked breakfast.”

  ***

  After they spent a little while fooling around, they finally got up. They managed to make it downstairs despite the countless times they stopped to touch or kiss. Dean kept his arm around her waist and his hand on her hip as the entered the kitchen. The moment they stepped into the room, all eyes were on them. There was a collective gasp, complete with wide eyes, and dropped bottom jaws. Lux smiled when she saw that almost everyone was there. It would make it easier on everyone involved if they all found out at once.

  “Where’s mom?” Lux asked as she grabbed two cups and headed straight for the coffee pot.

  “She’s um,” Kiki stammered as she watched Dean sit down at the table.

  “She’s upstairs. She got up super early, cooked, and went back to her room,” Graves answered.

  “I hope you two are hungry; Mom went overboard,” Pixie said and handed two plates to Dean as Lux finished making their coffee.

  “She really did go overboard,” Lux agreed as she looked at the food spread across the table. She smiled as she handed a cup of coffee to Dean and sat down in the chair beside him.

  Lux and Dean fixed their plates while the girls discreetly monitored their every movement. Pixie tried to refrain from unnecessary questions but she could not hold out for long.

  “So are you two like, a couple now?” Pixie asked with a huge smile and eyes chocked full of hope. The girls decided to forfeit being discreet and were openly staring at Lux and Dean again.

  “Um,” Lux was unsure how to answer that.

  “Yes we are,” Dean answered.

  “Like a real couple?” Kiki asked.

  “Real as in: a serious couple?” Graves asked.

  “Like with the potential to go permanent couple?” Pixie opened her eyes wide and raised her brows dramatically.

  “Enough,” Lux shot at her.

  “Well?” Pixie had to know.

  “Pixie,” Lux started but Dean cut her off.

  “Yes,” he answered.

  “I knew it,” Pixie cooed as her smile widened.

  “Congratulations! We should celebrate!” Kiki cheered.

  “Yes; a huge celebration!” Pixie added.

  “We just celebrated,” Lux reminded them.

  “Yeah, but we celebrated the music hall,” Pixie said.

  “Now we want to celebrate the two of you.” Kiki grinned.

  “No, no celebration.” Lux shook her head.

  “Please Lux; we’ll just do a small one, just us,” Pixie pleaded.

  “On the roof with a case of beer,” Graves stated.

  “Just hotdogs or something simple,” Kiki added.

  “Okay, but you have to keep it simple,” Lux agreed.

  “Yes!” Pixie and Kiki clapped their hands in excitement.

  ***

  Later that evening, Lux changed into her black jean skirt and her matching ballet slippers. She paired it with a black and white hounds tooth tank top and accessorized with a long, silver necklace.

  Dean sat on the edge of the bed, sipping a beer, and watching her get dressed. He appreciated the way that she made something as simple as getting dressed a memorable event.

  “By the sound of it, I’d say that Pixie is not keeping it simple,” Lux said once she was done. She walked over to stand next to the bed. “It sounds like she’s trying to haul all the equipment upstairs.”

  “Live band?”

  “I’m sure,” Lux shook her head with a slight grin. “Are you ready?”

  “In a minute,” he pulled her closer and kissed her.

  “You’re going to ruin my gloss,” she purred against his lips.

  “You might as well forget that gloss; you’re not going to be able to keep it on.” He kissed her again.

  ***

  They partied on the roof with everyone for
about an hour. After a few drinks, they made their way back to her room. They spent the night kissing and fooling around before finally passing out from exhaustion. In the morning, Dean awoke to his alarm and quickly got dressed. In the past, sneaking out had been a priority, but now it seemed wrong. Even though he would only be gone for a short time, he felt the need to tell Lux.

  “Lux,” Dean whispered as he smoothed the hair back from her face.

  “What’s wrong?” she woke abruptly.

  “Nothing, I have to go take care of a few things. I’ll be back.”

  “No, don’t leave yet.” She threw her arms around his neck and he kissed her.

  “I won’t be long; I’ll call you soon,” he slid his hand across her ass before standing back up and heading out of the room.

  The Building on the Corner

  Lux woke up in an empty bed and sighed. She took a quick shower, brushed her teeth, and threw her long hair into a ponytail. She put on a pair of shorts, a tank top and her black and white polka dot robe before heading downstairs to the kitchen.

  “Morning,” Lux said as she went straight for the coffee.

  “Morning. How did you sleep?” Pixie asked and winked her eye suggestively.

  “I slept just fine,” Lux nodded as she finished making her coffee.

  “Where’s Wrecker?”

  “He had to take care of something.”

  “They are doing construction work at the old furniture store on the corner again,” Graves told Lux.

  “Again?” Lux raised her brow.

  “It’s been a few days now… a few loud days,” Pixie added.

  “What kind of work are they doing?” Lux asked.

  “No clue. We were waiting for you to get up before we ventured down the block to ask. They have been working non-stop around the clock so it must be something important.” Pixie grabbed her fluffy, orange slippers.

  “Let’s go see,” Lux said as she headed out of the kitchen.

  Lux, Pixie, and Graves walked down the block to see a large team of workers.

  “The crew has tripled in man power,” Graves said.

  “They’ve been working hard all morning. I even saw the power company here earlier,” Pixie told them.

  “What exactly are you doing to this place?” Lux asked a couple of them men carrying power tools.

  “The boss wants this place livable by the weekend,” the largest man with the curly hair informed them.

  “What exactly do you mean by livable?” Lux questioned.

  “I’m not sure ma’am. Our orders are to follow the plans; they don’t tell us why we’re doing it,” the man answered.

  “Plans?” Graves raised her brows.

  What exactly do you mean by plans?’ Pixie began to question him as Lux got a text.

  D.B

  _____

  Get ready. I’ll be there in ten minutes. I’m getting breakfast.

  Lux<3

  _____

  I need at least twenty minutes to get ready.

  D.B

  _____

  And I need to see you now, you have ten minutes.

  Lux cursed as she hung up her phone.

  “Was that Wrecker?” Pixie asked.

  “Yes, he’s coming to pick me up. I need to go get ready,” Lux said before she rushed back into her house and up to her room.

  Once in her room, Lux yanked off her clothes and grabbed her pale grey, short sleeve, skater dress from her closet. She stripped off her cotton panties and put on her black thong. She had bought that thong long ago but had never worn it. She’d had no reason to. She quickly got dressed and removed the ponytail from her hair. She threw on some mascara and translucent, red lip gloss. She grabbed her red and white hounds print shoes, her large red beaded necklace, and her red, clutch purse. She had just walked out of her room when Pixie sent a text, informing her that Dean had just pulled up. She rushed downstairs and past the kitchen to the front door.

  “Have a good time,” Pixie said as Lux flew by.

  Lux was walking out of the door as Dean was walking towards it.

  “You look beautiful,” Dean said as he took the last step towards her. He bent his head and lightly kissed her lips before putting his arm around her.

  “Why thank you,” Lux purred as he walked her to the car.

  “I can’t wait to strip off that dress.” He opened the passenger’s side door and helped her in, before he went to the driver’s side.

  Lux saw the bags of food in his back seat and grinned. “It smells delicious,” she told him once he was inside of the car.

  “Are you hungry?”

  “Starving.”

  “Good; I got a lot.”

  “Where are we going?”

  “Not far,” he said as he pulled down the block. She looked at him in question when he pulled up before the building on the corner. He got out of the car, grabbed the huge bag of food from the back seat, and his briefcase before he opened her door. He helped her out of the car and headed to the front of the building.

  “Why are we here?” she asked.

  “It’s ready boss.” One of the workers said as he walked towards them.

  Dean nodded as he led Lux into the building. Lux looked around in shock; she’d seen the inside of the building before and was shocked by the difference. It had been completely cleaned out and was totally unrecognizable. The walls were freshly painted in a pale off white and the floors were a deep mahogany wood. Even the floor plan was different.

  “Wow, I don’t even recognize this place,” she gasped as she looked around in awe at the large room. “That is a beautiful fireplace.”

  “Your sister mentioned that you liked them the night we stayed at the abandoned house,” he said and she was thankful for his choice of words. An overnight stay at an abandoned house sounded so much better than the truth. Abduction just sounded so harsh.

  “Did she?” She turned to him.

  “Yes. The down stairs is not finished, they still need to erect another wall, gut the bathroom and finish the kitchen. The upstairs is finished all we need now is furniture.”

  “You’re turning it into a home?” she asked in shock as he led her through the large dining room towards the back of the house.

  “Yes. This will be the kitchen.”

  It was an enormous kitchen. There was stainless steel refrigerator and matching stove. In the middle of the room was a large, round dining table with two chairs. He pulled a chair out for her and she sat down. He sat the bag of food to the side of the table and pulled a folder out of his briefcase.

  “There is something I want to discuss before we eat,” he said as he pulled a pack of papers from the folder as he sat down across from her.

  “Okay.”

  “I’ll need your signature on each one,” he laid the papers before her.

  “What is this?” she held up on of the papers.

  “The deeds.”

  “For what?”

  “I’m signing half of the property on this block over to you.”

  “You’re joking?” she looked at him in doubt although she could tell by his expression that he was serious.

  “I don’t joke when it comes to property; you know this.”

  “Why would you do this?”

  “Because I want you to have it. I want you to expand the music hall, open up a new café or maybe bring back the bookstore; if that’s what you want to do. I don’t care what you do with it. I have more than enough property of my own to worry about,” he answered with a grin.

  “I can’t take this.”

  “You don’t have a choice, baby. It’s yours; half of this block is yours to do with as you please.”

  “I can’t believe this,” she shook her head. She was in total shock.

  “Believe it.”

  “I don’t know how to thank you.”

  “I do.”

  “How?”

  “This place will be livable by this weekend. I want you to stay with me for a little
while,” he said in a serious tone.

  “Here?” she looked around the place.