by Lolah Lace
“You’re not my boss.”
“Yeah, you have to have a bachelor’s degree to work for me.”
There she goes throwing her weight around. She can really push my buttons if I let her. I’ve been through too much to let Miss Nevels the bossy devil get to me.
“You smell like fresh flowers.”
“Don’t smell me.”
I frowned. “I’ll inform my nose.”
“You do that.” She smirked. “I will load the dishwasher.”
“Well I’m going to head out.”
“Fine.” She turned her back on me.
“Lock the doors and windows and set the alarm.”
“Sure thing, I never would have done those things without your reminder.” Sarcasm was her go to in times of discomfort. Was I the cause of her discomfort?
“You never get tired of torturing me?”
“No never.”
I raised one eyebrow as I took a fast peek down her blouse. “Okay well I’m out, tell Kelly bye for me.” I grabbed my cell phone off the kitchen table. I snatched my car keys off the counter and I headed to the front door. I left out and went to my truck.
I took the quick scenic ride home. I was at my place and I was instantly knocked down into a deep state of grief. The time at Nicki and Kelly’s had almost erased the trip to jail to visit with my daughter’s murderer.
My house was a shrine to my beloved daughter. I felt like I was choking on the memories of her that truly existed and the memories that will never manifest.
Sometimes the pain was unbearable and I wanted to drown my sorrows in liquor but I couldn’t indulge in the thing that stole my daughter from me. How could I ever put a beer to my lips and not think of Hailey? It hurts and time is not healing my wounds. It’s not doing anything. I hurt just as much as the minute the doctor told me she was dead.
I went into Hailey’s room and lay in her bed. Her scent was still in the sheets. I can’t imagine ever washing these sheets. I don’t ever want to wash away the memory of my daughter. The hours were passing and they truly felt like days. I had been in her room for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t fall asleep. I couldn’t stop replaying the events of the day Hailey died over and over in my mind. I had to leave this bed, leave this room and leave this house.
I got in my pick-up truck and drove the desolate streets. It was no different from other nights of endless driving with no destination. I knew I would never sleep consumed with thoughts of how that dreaded day could’ve gone differently. This time my car found a destination. I pulled into the driveway. It was eleven at night but I didn’t really care. I dialed her cell. I had the number. I just never used it before today. It was about five hours since I had seen her.
“Luke.” She answered on the second ring. Nicki didn’t sound asleep. She seemed to be wide awake.
“Open the front door for me.”
“Are you okay?”
“Open the door.” I hung up the phone.
I turned off my truck. I saw the inside light come on in the foyer. I slowly got out my pick-up and headed for the front door. When I turned the knob it was unlocked. I walked into the foyer and Nicki was standing at the foot of the staircase. She glided pass me to activate the home security system keypad. I didn’t look back at her as I made my way up the stairs to her bedroom.
I could feel her presence a few paces behind me. I could smell her floral scent traipsing behind me. We entered her bedroom. I closed her bedroom door and locked it.
Nicki purposely went to the opposite side of her queen size bed. She was wearing this small thin tight red nightgown. She didn’t have time to change into it. She already had it on. She sleeps in pretty provocative shit like this regularly. I could see her quarter sized nipples smashed against the fabric. Her chocolate impressive full breasts were spilling out the top.
I stood on one side of the bed and she stood on the other. We were watching each other waiting for someone to make a move. I think she was afraid to speak words to me. I probably looked like a disturbed psycho.
I wasn’t afraid to speak but I was notably cautious. Our history was full off conflict. It was difficult for us to remain pleasant with one another for more than a few minutes at a time.
Nicki had her hands behind her back. I knew she had nothing in her hands but maybe she was nervous. She was so hard to interpret, hard to understand, hard to get a read on.
I couldn’t understand the intensity of my feelings. I just knew that the last time I was in this bed with this woman was the only time I wasn’t in mourning. I slept well even if it was for only five hours. I wanted to sleep or did I want to sleep with Nicki? I wasn’t sure.
As of late my mind seemed to play tricks on my body. Was it her expensive memory foam mattress that I craved or was it her tantalizing sex? Maybe if I try them both again I will come to a reasonable conclusion. If I fuck her again, it will be clear. Shit, maybe I just need to buy a new mattress?
Or do I need—I don’t need any woman. Fuck women! All of them but the lust I felt for her was raging in me since I ripped her panties from her body. Shit was it there even before that?
I removed my t-shirt and tossed it behind me somewhere. I never had any reason to be ashamed of my body. I worked out. I lifted weights. It was a way for me to stay in shape and stay away from temptation.
I didn’t know where this was going but I knew she didn’t care for me too much but she did seem to like my cock so that’s what I was going to give her. I would be a fool to deny how much I wanted to fuck her, tame her, to shoot my cum inside her. I wanted to hear Nicki whisper my name in my ear like the last time. That was the validation I needed to relax, to block out the past, block out the future and live in the moment.
I hooked my thumb in the front of my jeans and watched her big brown eyes dart down to my package. As soon as she looked for it, it stirred. I was getting hard and I was now throbbing and pressing against my blue jean zipper. Nicki’s eyes peered back up to mine. I unbuttoned my pants.
“Come here.” I nonchalantly ordered. She took one step and then another. She was moving so slow and mysteriously. Her steps were the smallest steps I had ever seen. Maybe she was scared to come to me because of how I attacked her the last time. She seemed to enjoy my assault the last time if I read her correctly. This time she was still coming toward me so that means I’m good. When she finally made it to me she just stared into my chest with her hands firmly clasps behind her back.
“Hey.” I said and she trembled. I don’t think my voice is that deep? “Can I be the boss for a few minutes?”
“Uh-huh.” Her voice came out in a sexy hoarse whisper.
“Take off the gown.”
Her hands left her back and she reached down and grabbed the bottom hem of her nightgown. She was still moving slow as she pulled it up above her hips, her stomach, her breasts, her shoulders and finally her head. She was holding it in front of her and covering her breasts. She’s seducing me. She was pretending to be shy. She was acting like we hadn’t fucked before. She was acting like I was in charge. I liked this act.
I reached up and removed her gown from her stronghold. I tossed it behind me somewhere. She was completely nude six inches in front of me. I looked down and took a lustful lingering look at her perky nipples. The nipples I had neglected the last time I invaded her space. I didn’t even taste them the last time. What was I thinking? I know I was thinking of pounding her into submission but I was an idiot to neglect two perfect breasts like these.
Now I could really admire all of her beautiful body. I could see her sexy curves and fine lines in high definition. I could see how smooth and creamy her bronzed body looked up close and personal. She had this little waist and these erotic wide hips. She had an hour glass figure. Her body reminded me of a beautiful brown version of Marilyn Monroe’s curvy nude body…meaty, thick, with lots of ass.
I was so angry, amped up and violent the last time I didn’t get to enjoy her body. I didn’t get to see how beautif
ul it was and is. This time I will take a different approach. The second time around I had to explore and see what I missed the first time around. By the looks of her I missed a whole lot. I know I missed her plump lips. I never kissed her. I just went all in like some brute.
Nicki’s lips were so lush I don’t know how I overlooked them before. I wouldn’t waste a minute this go round. I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. I fell into her lips and she went limp. I quickly wrapped my arms around her to hold her to me.
I worked my way into her mouth and felt her tongue meet mine halfway in. I tasted the red wine from dinner still alive on her sweet tongue. She was panting inside my mouth as I took control of our magnetic kisses. She worked her tongue in tandem with mine until I felt a sudden tingle in my throat. She was a good kisser, better than good. I couldn’t pry my mouth from hers if I tried. I was literally sucked into her and I couldn’t get out if even to just catch my breath.
My hand roamed downward to the mound of flesh that was her ample sexy ass. I grabbed a handful of ass and squeezed it until she gasped in my mouth. I could get used to this. My cock was rigid and begging to be released. Nicki was by far the best kisser I had ever encountered and my mind wondered what other parlor tricks she could do with her mouth, tongue, lips. Shit!
I trailed my kisses from her mouth down the curve of her long neck. I nibbled at her collar bone and felt her shiver. I fondled her breast with my hands and engulfed one with my mouth. I caressed her nipple with the force of my tongue.
As much as I enjoyed the one, I had to stuff the other one in my mouth. I let out a moan as I sucked as much as I could. Nicki arched her back as I pressed both her tits together and pushed the nipples of both into my mouth. I knew it was greedy but I couldn’t figure out which one tasted the best.
Just when I thought I had control of this situation, I felt Nicki’s hand inside my boxers. She had wrapped her entire warm hand around my cock. Her hand was wedged into my blue jeans. I pulled back to look at her.
“No, no.” Too soon, patience Nicki.
“Yes, yes.” Nicki pleaded with her eyes.
I grabbed her wrist and dislodged it from my cock and watched the disappointment in her eyes.
I raised both my hands and roughly pushed her shoulders. She went falling backwards into the bed. I heard a quick gasp for air as I startled her with my actions.
I fell to my knees. I grabbed her legs and placed both of her feet on the floor and spread her legs. I quickly pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it behind me. I positioned myself in between her long legs. I run the palms of my hands up and down her legs. She was completely smooth, no hair. My hands glided over her skin without any resistance.
Nicki was breathing hard and fast. She knew what I was up to. I had a direct view of her pretty brown pussy. Her kitty was shaved bare on her juicy lips but there was a thin sprinkling of jet black hair above it. My mouth hung open and I inhaled a whiff of her delectable scent. The scent was familiar to me. Her pussy smelled like a vanilla milkshake. I wondered if it tasted the same.
I traced my thumbs up her legs as I gripped her thighs. Nicki was flat on her back and panting. I like her in this position, submissive and quiet. I opened her pussy lips with both of my thumbs and I watched her body squirm. I looked inside her pussy and at all the cream that had coated her hole. Yes, I did that. I made her wet.
I decided to stop toying with her. I decided to taste her cream. I leaned into her pussy and licked her velvety hole all the way up to the tip of her clit. I went in and cleaned up the outside before plunging my tongue deep inside her hole. My tongue worked in and out. I felt Nicki bucked against my mouth. She was moaning and this just made me go deeper into her river.
I only needed one hand to open her up so I trailed my other hand up her body and grabbed one of her breasts. Nicki squirmed as I sucked on her swollen clit. I pushed two fingers inside her never-ending stream of arousal.
There was something amazing happening. I could feel her honey pot pulsating all over my face, mouth and tongue. It was like it had a heartbeat of it’s own that was throbbing hard and fast.
I wanted to get my jeans off and get inside her hot box and let her throb around my cock.
I pushed my fingers in past my knuckles and felt Nicki squirt in my mouth. Her entire body went into spasms.
“OHHHHHHHHH!!!” She was screaming and it was loud enough to wake the dead.
I removed my face and there was still hot liquid fire gushing from her hot box. I had never made a woman squirt. How did I do that? This was a milestone in my sexual history that brought a devious smile to my lips.
I wiped my face with my hand. I waited on my knees until her body stopped shaking. I quickly stood and removed my jeans and boxers. Nicki lifted her body up so she could see my face.
“Oh God, did I pee on you?”
“No, it wasn’t pee. You squirted in my mouth and came all over my face.”
I raised an eyebrow and watched her eyes roamed from my face down the length of my body and land on my cock. This was the first time she saw my size. She felt it but never saw it. She swallowed hard. I mentally weaned in all the animal in me. I wanted to attack but I had to keep calm and slow down.
“Nicki, you see something you like?” I wrapped my hand around my cock.
Her eyes were trained on my King Cobra and she refused to give me any eye contact. She scooted her ass back on the bed until her body was in the center of the bed. She placed her feet flat on the bed and opened her legs wide.
This was so fucking erotic I had to shake my cock. I felt like I was in a porn movie. This is real life. Nicki reached out to me with one hand and it only took me a nanosecond to place my body in between her legs.
My lips touched hers just as my cock entered her. Nicki wrapped her arms around my back and massaged my muscles. I eased my way deep inside her milkshake. I started thrusting slow and controlled but when she grabbed my ass I decided to wreak havoc on her insides. The animal had escaped its cage. I was violating her pretty little pussy with every powerful stab.
I hooked her right leg over my shoulder and plunged deep into her. I winced as she dug her nails into my ass cheek.
She was back to screaming. I pushed my tongue in her mouth to muffle her cries. She was coming again. I felt her convulse around my cock. I jabbed inside her sideways and that was the end of me. I came hard and pounded her fast as I expelled and my cum inside her tortured body.
I lowered her leg and collapsed on top of her. The aroma of us swirled around the room. It smelled like hot nasty good sex. I love that smell. I was spent, drained and satisfied.
CHAPTER SEVEN
I had absolutely no idea what time it was when I woke up the next morning. I was in a foreign place in a foreign bed. I was in Nicki’s bed. I was buried in a mountain of pillows and I was under the comforter naked. Through sleepy eyes I looked to my left and then to my right. Nicki, the bossiest woman that ever lived was not in bed. Shit, what time is it? My cell phone was beside the bed on the nightstand. I grabbed it and it said eight twenty-three. Shit, I was supposed to be at work at seven-thirty. Nicki’s pussy put me in a sex induced coma.
I sat up in bed and looked around the room. My clothes were neatly thrown over a big antique chair in the corner.
The bedroom door opened and Nicki walked in completely dressed, pressed and put together.
“Morning, you want coffee?”
“Ah, maybe, yeah.”
“I just put Kelly on the school bus. So you can get up and walk around freely if you want.”
Nicki looked so good in the morning I couldn’t believe it. I had seen her before but this morning she had done something different. She looked like a sexy supermodel today. She had on a pale gray business suit but the shirt was form-fitting, her black hair was curled in beautiful cascading waves and her gray pumps were begging all straight men to fuck her.
“That’s how you’re going to work?”
“Yeah I got an important
meeting at ten-thirty with some Japanese clients. They are always flirtatious and horny. They are more agreeable when I do the sexy librarian look.”
“I can see that.” I grinned.
“I got to get out of here in a few minutes. I didn’t wake you up because you looked so peaceful.”
“You should’ve woke me before Kelly got up.”
“She didn’t know you were here. I pulled your truck inside my garage.”
“Thanks.”
“You have time to shower and then we got to go.”
“Yeah okay.” I tossed the comforter off my lower body and instead of looking away Nicki wanted to get a morning sunshine look at my package. Good for me I woke up partially erect.
“I will get you some coffee. Cream and sugar?”
“Black.” I stood up and Nicki’s eyes roamed my cock to my stomach, up my chest and finally to my eyes.
“Okay, I’ll get that. Towels and everything you need are in the bathroom.”
She left me alone in her bedroom. I went into her connecting master bathroom. I turned on the shower and jumped in and washed all the sex and sleep off of me. I grabbed a towel and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my waist. Minutes late when I went back into the bedroom she was coming in with a cup of coffee.
“Here you go.” She handed a fresh cup of Joe over to me. I took it in my hands.
“Thanks.” I took a sip. It wasn’t too hot but it was the best coffee I ever tasted.
“Luke, I feel stupid for bringing this up.” I put the coffee mug down to give her my full attention. “We don’t really know each other and we have already slept together twice and there was no protection used.”
I frowned. Protection, birth control. I was in no way ready to be a father again. If she told me she was pregnant I would shoot myself in the head. Being a father was the most traumatic and painful experience of my life. I want nothing to do with it ever again. She wouldn’t know if she was pregnant yet. Would she? Our first time was only about a week ago.