Mocha Me Crazy

by Kristen Flowers

  “I try. I mean, thanks. It’s my-my passion,” I stuttered nervously.

  “Well, your passion is quite something,” he whispered suggestively.

  He was staring at my lips. He had somehow managed to move closer to me without me noticing. I gulped again and looked away, but it did nothing to calm me down. It was still extremely hot in the back of the limousine and my heart was beating so fast the driver could probably hear it. I couldn’t get carried away again.

  “I, uh,” I muttered dumbly. My mouth went dry and I felt my palms grow sweaty. My face felt like it was one fire. I was sure he could see the crimson color blushing across my cheeks.

  He moved in closer and ran his thumb over my forehead, drying off the sweat that had formed. I felt embarrassed, confused, and turned on. It was all too much and it was starting to get to me. Feeling my head start to spin, I fanned myself furiously before dropping my head back against the headrest with eyes closed. I felt Remi move in closer to me and now our legs were touching. His hand trailed down the side of my face and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. If ever there was a moment to stop this from going further it was then. But deep down, I didn’t want it to stop. This was a mess, but for once I wanted to be messy and just enjoy the moment.

  I let out a soft whimper and leaned into his hand.

  I shook as he pressed his lips gently to my cheek. This was it. I wasn’t telling him to stop even though I knew the more this went on, the less I’d find it in myself to put an end to it. We already slipped up once and I had told myself that was the only time. But now I wanted him so badly I could feel it coursing throughout my body. I felt his lips at the corner of mine. His breath was hot against my skin.

  “It’s so hot in here. It’s too hot,” I whined as I felt my chest flush with heat.

  “Here, let me help you with that,” Remi muttered against my lips.

  I felt the air hit my legs as he pushed up the bottom of my dress. My mind went crazy as I tried to make sense of where this was going. It was all moving so fast and my mind was already a blur of jumbled up feelings and thoughts. I shuddered as he placed his hand on my thigh. In a flash he left my side and was kneeling down in front of me. I sucked in a nervous breath as he grabbed my knees and pushed them apart, exposing the crotch of my panties.

  “Here?” I whispered in a near panic.

  “As good of a place as any,” he smirked from between my legs.

  Slowly, he ran his hands up my thighs until he was pushing my dress up over my hips. He pressed his lips to the inside of one of my knees. Tiny goosebumps prickled up my thighs as I felt him plant a trail of kisses. I already felt so overwhelmingly hot and now it was becoming unbearable. But I didn't want him to stop, even if that was the smart choice. This was beyond inappropriate and I knew I needed to put an end to it. But every voice inside of me screamed, “just a little longer.”

  I dropped my hand back to grip the top of the seat. If I had already gone this far I might as well enjoy the rest of the ride. As much as I knew I shouldn't, the lust coursing through my veins was too much to ignore. I told myself I would never have sex with him again, but that promise was tossed out the window as quickly as it was made.

  Remi pulled the waistband of my panties with his teeth before taking it between his fingers and pulling them down my legs. I twisted my body a bit but didn't resist him forcing my thighs further apart before draping each one over his shoulders. The instant I felt his hot breath between my thighs I lost it. I gasped sharply before promptly slapping my hand over my mouth. I couldn't believe this was happening. I looked out the window to see people on the busy city sidewalks just as he reached out his tongue to give me a playful swipe. I prayed to high heaven that nobody could see inside the deeply tinted windows.

  Remi puckered his lips and pressed them to the top of my mound before swiftly licking up my lips with the tip of his tongue. He did it a few more times, quite delicately at first. It was just enough to make me tremble and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to make too much noise. He didn't take long to press his face into me and slide his tongue along my clit, licking in circles.

  “Fuck,” I let out a muffled cry from behind my hand.

  He had just started and it already felt so damn good. At that moment, there wasn’t a single reason in the world I could think of to give this up. He closed his mouth around my outer lips and sucked as he worked his tongue up and down. He moved in circles and strokes, alternating between fast and slow. My hips lifted up off the seat as I pressed myself against his mouth. Then he reached up and pushed a finger inside of me, forcing my palms to slap and claw at the leather seats.

  He knew how to flick and swipe and tease just enough to make me a withering mess. It didn’t take long for me to instinctively roll against him, thrusting against his face as he kept working me. Just as the unmistakable orgasm coiled up inside of me and was ready to explode, the limousine came to a full stop.

  “Shit,” he pulled back and said in disappointment.

  My heart dropped as I hastily shoved my dress back down, accidentally smacking Remi on the head. “I’m sorry!”

  He laughed and frowned in mock pain. Then he picked up and showed me the panties he had tossed aside. He wiggled his eyebrows and stuffed them into his pocket before wiping his mouth and sitting up.

  “Time to go inside,” he said, reaching across to open the limo door for me.

  The two of us walked inside in a rush and, for the first time, I was absolutely in love with Remi’s semi-private elevator. We rushed inside and he pushed me up against the wall, kissing me fiercely as he shoved his hand under my dress to rub between my legs. We breathed heavily against each other as I wrapped a leg around him, enjoying every second of him using his fingers to tease me. He kissed me hard as his fingers pushed inside of me. I moaned into his mouth and he thrust his hips forward. It was wild and steamy and totally out of the realm of anything I had ever done.

  The elevator dinged and opened up to his foyer. Remi pulled me inside and let my body slam into his, holding my face with both hands to kiss me again. It was a sloppy kiss fueled by lust and want. He walked back until he was close to the wall and I jumped on him, sending him stumbling back to the wall. We kissed and touched any part of each other we could reach.

  I moved my hips against him, feeling the hard bulge under his slacks rub against my bare slit. I stood up and quickly undid his belt and pants to pull his hardness out of his boxers. I gripped him and started pumping, eventually sliding him between my legs with a smile. I jumped on him again and rubbed my wetness against his bare shaft, letting loud moans fall freely from my mouth. He groaned throatily and thrust his hips, panting against my neck.

  He nibbled along my neck and then my ear before grunting, "Fucking hell, Evelyn."

  I bit back a smile as I pushed him back just enough so I could stand and walk toward the living room, holding both of his hands. I walked backward and tripped over the rug leading into the living room. He caught me with a laugh, but then eased me onto my back, kicking off his pants and boxers right after. We hadn’t even made it into the actual living room and he was already on top of me, rubbing his bare manhood against my wet lips again.

  He kissed me so hard it hurt, but I didn’t care. I wanted him—all of him. Lust and instinct had completely taken over my mind and body. I lifted my hips and felt the head of his shaft push against my opening. I held my breath as he pulled back to look into my eyes. The heat between us was so great that if what we were doing hadn’t felt so amazing, it would have been unbearable.

  “I want to fuck you so badly,” Remi grumbled.

  “So fuck me,” I told him, my tone a lot stronger than usual.

  He pushed his head harder against my opening, but was still careful not to penetrate me. He reached down and grabbed himself to start stroking as he moved the tip up and down my wet lips. I quivered every time he pressed it against my clit. The excitement from everything immediately bubbled over and my entire body te
nsed up and shook as the orgasm rushed through me.

  “Already,” Remi muttered, sounding quite pleased with himself.

  “Oh shut up and just fuck me already,” I hissed as I grabbed the back of his neck.

  I kissed him only to pull back again and gasp when I felt his entire length push inside of me. My eyes shot wide open. He was groaning with every breath. He kept thrusting in and out of me, scooping up my ass to thrust deeper inside. I reached up and clutched and clawed at his shoulders, sitting on his thighs to bounce on his hard staff. He buried his face in my breasts and licked before kissing me again. I rode him hard and fast, eventually pushing him down to his back to be on top.

  He yanked the top of my dress down just enough to completely expose my heaving breasts. He reached up and ran his thumbs over my budding nipples before reaching back down and holding onto my hips, thrusting to match my rhythm. We moved faster and got louder until we were frantic and sweaty. I felt my body tense again and the second orgasm slammed into me. My muscles clenched and I was so lost in the intense pleasure that I almost missed his warning.

  “I’m- about- to- come,” he managed brokenly between his panting breath.

  I quickly swung my leg over and got off, wrapping my hand around his shaft and stroking him with a huge smile. In an instant his orgasm exploded just seconds after I climbed off of him. I got him some tissue to clean up with and then sat back on the rug, looking up at the ceiling until I managed to catch my breath. As soon as my racing heart settled down, I looked at him with a genuine and warm smile. He smiled back at me, making me feel warm inside.

  “You’re not the guy I thought you were,” I told him.

  “And what guy was that?”

  “Your reputation.”

  “Ah,” he said. He didn’t sound down about it. He seemed to understand and didn’t blame me one bit; but past that, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking or feeling.

  Still feeling uncomfortably warm, I got up to get a drink of water. I haphazardly adjusted my dress before walking to the kitchen. I heard Remi walk in after me, dropping his keys and phone on the counter before going to his bedroom. I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it up, drinking the entire thing in one gulp before refilling it. I turned to lean against the cool steel of the refrigerator and sip the water slowly, enjoying the city view outside the window. The glittering lights looked beautiful.

  Then I heard the chime of a text message; it was Remi’s phone. I glanced down at the screen without thinking and saw the name ‘Stacy’. Curiosity got the best of me. I leaned in and read the preview of the text.

  “You can’t deny the night with me was…”

  My heart sank.

  The weight of the mistake I had just made settled into my stomach like a burning prickly bag of thorns. I shakily put the glass of water down and swallowed the lump in my throat. Maybe he was just a playboy after all. Maybe I had been the biggest fool of them all for allowing myself to get this carried away even though I knew better—and I did it twice. I sucked in a deep breath and fought back the hot tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

  I stood up straight and made a pact with myself to stay professional with him for real this time. It wasn’t for the sake of my job.

  It was for the sake of my feelings.

  I refused to be burned by an asshole like him. I deserved better than that.

  I was at home waiting for Evelyn to get back with her ingredients for dinner. I had only caught a glimpse of her as she was walking out. I called out to her, but the elevator doors had already closed. I didn’t think much of it and slumped down on the couch to relax and watch some television until it was time to eat. I flipped through some channels, but nothing caught my interest so I left it on some sitcom.

  I leaned back and stared at the ceiling, zoning out with a sigh. My thoughts turned to Evelyn right away. I loved how uniquely beautiful she was. She wasn’t the average ditsy women I always dated. She was different from other women. Everything about her was new to me. She was interesting and alluring. Even the way I felt about and reacted to her was different.

  I thought about the sex we had. Both times were great, but each felt different in one way or another. I liked how she let loose and went with the flow. I knew how strict and proper she was otherwise and it was thrilling to see her let her walls down. Evelyn wasn’t just another woman, and she certainly wasn’t just someone I had hired. I ran my hand through my hair and drew in a deep breath. As great as she was, this was all a bit drastic and fast for me.

  My thoughts were interrupted when my cell phone rang out. I bolted upright to look at the screen, thinking it might be her calling. It was my father. I let out a long sigh, already feeling frustrated. I really wasn’t in the mood, but I decided to answer anyway. I reluctantly pressed the answer button.

  “Remi Parker,” my father spoke before I could say anything. “I’ve been hearing an interesting rumor about you, young man.”

  “What’s that?” I said flatly. I was already starting to regret answering the call. He didn’t even start with anything mundane like the weather. Instead he was already about to start in on me.

  “I’ve been hearing you’re looking at a new place for your gym headquarters,” he said. It didn’t sound like he disapproved, which shocked me.

  “Oh, that. Well, that’s true for the most part.”

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “Oh, I am looking at a new spot, but it isn’t for the headquarters necessarily. I’m looking at this prime piece of real estate and if I snatch it up it would be perfect for the plan I have in mind. I’ve had this idea for one of my gyms for a long time. Sort of a ‘mega gym’. It’ll be the face of the whole business.”

  “By the sounds of it, you have it worked out, son. So it’s not headquarters, but not a regular gym of yours either?”

  “Right.” I wasn’t really willing to say much else in detail about my plan. I didn’t need him nosing into my business.

  “Well, son, it would be truly impressive if you actually managed to buy it.”

  My breath caught in my throat as I sat up straight. I couldn’t believe the words that just came out of his mouth. Just a few days ago my dad was chewing me out over the phone like he always did and now he was practically congratulating me. I was speechless and a small smile formed across my lips. I couldn’t help it. Now more than ever I knew I had made the right choice when I set my sights on this prime location. I always knew I had an eye for real estate, but this was really the kicker.

  “Just keep in mind there will be plenty of people wanting to buy it,” he warned.

  My smile didn’t fade. I didn’t care that my dad ended it on a less positive note. I also brushed aside the somewhat negative and shocked tone of his voice when he said it would be an impressive buy. All I cared about was the good parts of the phone call.

  My grin grew even bigger at the thought of successfully buying the location and making him actually respect me for once. There would be no ifs, ands, or buts about it if I nabbed the place.

  “Right,” I finally said, “I know. I have a great realtor, though, and I’ve been preparing for this.”

  “Well, son, I just want to–”

  I heard the elevator ding at my floor. “Oh. Hold on. Hey, dad? Sorry but I’ve got to go,” I said hastily.

  I ended the call and sat back on the couch to look casual, not sure why I cared about that at all. The elevator doors opened and I heard Evelyn at the foyer. I sat up and called out, “Do you need help?”

  “I’m fine,” she yelled back before rushing into the kitchen.

  I furrowed my brows and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen. I could hear her getting everything ready, but I was focused on the way she sounded. She had seemed like she was in a hurry to leave without talking to me. She was standoffish, but I couldn’t figure out why.

  A week or so had passed since our ‘not a date’ date. I had straightened myself out and was no longer going to play into
Remi’s advances. He caught on pretty quickly and eventually gave up on me. I figured he wasn’t interested anymore. It had all been a game to him; he just wanted to see if he could break down my resolve and get me in bed—again. He won and now he was over me. Besides, I figured this mystery ‘Stacy’ kept him entertained enough.

  Everything between Remi and I was a hundred-percent professional now, just the way I told him it was going to be from the start. At least, this time, I had stuck to my guns. I was done fawning over his good looks or remembering how mind-blowing the sex was. I was over trying to decipher why he said or did certain things. He was just my employer and, in some odd way, my roommate. I did the most to stay out of the condo except for the times I needed to cook. Sometimes I’d just leave the meals prepared for him ahead of time.