A Haught Date

by Leela Lou Dahlin

  “Oh, you’re right. I didn’t think of that.” She spooned sugar into her coffee and then poured cream. There was a complete process, she had to do to be able to drink the bitter beverage and she did by rote as she waited to hear what he had to say.

  “I have a suggestion.” He sat down on the stool next to her, but he wasn’t looking at her; his focus was on her mug and all she was doing to get it ready for consumption. She was open for whatever suggestion he put out there, but the difference in his demeanor was a bit off putting. She brought the cup to her mouth and blew on the hot liquid before taking a cautious sip.

  “Stay here with me,” he said quietly.

  “What?” she gasped, and that small sip of coffee went directly down the wrong pipe. She sputtered and coughed, trying to allow air into the lungs she’d just doused. She hadn’t seen that option coming. Camden was up and standing by her rubbing her back. Trying to soothe her.

  “Are you alright?” he asked when she could breathe again.

  She cleared her throat and took the tissue he offered. “Yes, I’m fine. I think you shocked me.”

  “Sorry about that. I should have waited until you swallowed.” He continued to stand and talk her through his idea. She decided that with a voice like that she could listen to him for quite a while. “Think about it. You’ve been given time off from your regular job, so you’ll have your days free. You could live here for a while and we can learn about each other on our off time. Driving to work and from work…during the day. It would only be for the next week, then after our trip if you still need me, we can play it by ear.”

  “I heard you don’t bring women to your house.”

  “I know you got that from True, and she’s right.” He didn’t look uncomfortable, and he didn’t deny it. “I don’t usually have ladies over, but for you I’m making an exception.”

  “I did hear that from True, but it was also because you looked like you were being strangled directly after sex and you couldn’t figure a way to get me out of your house.”

  “Guilty,” he said, and she admired how honest he was being.

  “So, what changed from last night? Some huge epiphany?” She knew she was being cheeky, but after the way she felt discarded last night he deserved some cheek. The only reason she was hearing him out was because True had given her a touch of insight. Well, that and she needed his help.

  “I wanted to know more about you. We’re already in cahoots according to your family and there’s something about you that makes me want to break all my rules.”

  “Should I be flattered?”

  “Sure. There are some ground rules we need to go over if you do accept this offer.”

  “Okay…what are they?”

  “Number one, when this ends, we part as friends. No hard feelings and no strings. You work for True, who is practically my sister, so I will probably see you from time to time after this venture.” He handed her the steaming hot cup of joe and set out the cream and sugar.

  “I think that’s a good one. What else?” She stirred her coffee though she didn’t think she’d need it. This conversation was one of the most intriguing ones she’d had in a while.

  “That’s it.”

  “What? You’re not going to tell me not to stalk you?”

  “That’s part of the no-hard feelings and no strings.”

  “I guess that makes sense. Have you ever been in a relationship before? The kind with feelings and strings.”

  “Not really. I usually just keep it light.” He watched her as he drank his water. “I may have to add a few more guidelines, but this is a good start.”

  “What if I want to add a few rules?”

  “Add away.”

  “This isn’t a law more of a question. What if more sex occurs?”

  “That’s a great question, and that also ties into the no strings rule.” He walked toward her, and she found it hard to concentrate when he got too close. “Are you talking about sex…with me?”

  “If it gets to be too much, we can always back up and make new limits,” she countered, and he gave her a level six smile with a maximum sizzle factor that seemed to run along her skin to the bundle of nerves between her legs.

  “Are you done?” He had the seduction look down. His sexy gaze focused on her and that smile full of wicked promises. That smile alone could make her follow him to see what those promises were. Gemmi looked down at the cup that was still half full but felt she would get better entertainment if she went along with him.

  “Yes.”

  “You don’t need to make any decision right now, but it is late. Did you want to stay here, tonight?”

  “Sure,” she said absently while she watched him work. Now more than ever, she understood the women who sat around the bar watching him. She wanted to taste him again and was giddy with the knowledge that she may be able to fulfill that desire.

  “Would you like to take a shower before you turn in?” He took her cup and placed it in the sink.

  “That would be great.”

  He walked her to her the area he wanted her to stay for the night. “I’m right across the hall.”

  She looked in to see his large bedroom with its massive bed and dark wood furniture. “This is beautiful.”

  “Thanks.” He turned to leave, but then turned back. “You took me off guard yesterday. It wasn’t that I didn’t want you. I was surprised.”

  “You couldn’t be surprised I wanted to have sex with you. I almost jumped you in the bathroom before I even knew who you were and then talked my way into your house the very next day.”

  “That wasn’t the shocker. I was surprised by how much I wanted it. How much I was torn about letting you stay.” The look in his eyes almost took her breath away. It was filled with a sexy heat that warmed her heart and turned her on. Camden was stunned by how much he wanted her? This day just got better and better. She tried to focus on what he was saying as he continued. “By the time I wrapped my mind around what I was going to do with you, you were off in a huff.”

  “I don’t get in a huff.” She folded her arms and tried not to get offended, and at the same time attempted to quell the tingles in the pit of her belly.

  “I’ll alert you during your next huff.”

  “If I was in a huff—and I’m not saying I was—I had a right to be. I could tell you wanted me to leave.”

  “I was a confused man, but I catch up quickly.” He placed a light nipping kiss on her lips.

  “So, are you still surprised by how much you want me?” she asked and was almost shocked by the boldness of the question. She was rewarded with a warm grin from Camden as he got closer, moving her hair from her face with one thick finger.

  “I’m getting used to it.” He was staring at her mouth. She wanted to pull him down for a kiss, but before she had a chance he backed up. “Let me get a few things for you to put on after your shower. I’ll be right back.”

  She set her things down in the large masculine room and looked around at the pictures placed here and there. She could tell who was who in a few of the pictures, especially Camden. Although, in these pictures, he wasn’t smiling at all.

  She was still looking when he entered the room. “Were you a sad child?”

  He came over and looked at the picture in her hands. “I was that day.”

  “What day was this?”

  “My seventh birthday,” he said absently, but then he perked up. “Come on, let’s get you dirty so we can clean you up.”

  He took the picture and set it down with quiet reverence and took a moment before turning back to her.

  “Did you need help washing your back?” Gone was the gloomy expression that passed over his face and in its place was a look of panty-melting hunger. The quick change of mood made her wonder about his sincerity. Was he hiding something? She wanted to know what it was, and she wondered if he’d let her help.

  He stalked closer, and her breath caught in her throat. He was such a beautiful man. She wanted to t
ouch him, but she liked the feeling of him pursuing her, so she waited for him to reach her first. When he reached her, she was impressed that the efficient way he seemed to do every other task he did was also evident in the smooth way he relieved her of her clothes. He put his mouth on the spot right under her ear, leaving soft sucking kisses there and trailing a path up her neck to her mouth. The barrage of sensual sensations overwhelmed her senses, and she fought back a moan. When she tried to pull him down for a bigger kiss, he pulled back, grinned at her, and pulled her polo shirt over her head. She tried to undress him too, but he was pretty good at keeping her hands busy.

  “Why am I only one without clothes on?” she asked.

  “I just know I’ve been wanting to undress you all night.”

  “Great minds think alike. So, it’s my turn now, right?” She hadn’t ever been so excited to unwrap anything. Not a present, not a CD, and certainly never a man. She ran her hands under his shirt just to feel the chest she’d been admiring all night. She helped him pull it off and laid her head on his chest.

  She felt his entire body tense. His muscles tightened under her cheek, and she shot him a look to see what she did wrong. His face hadn’t changed, but the energy of the room seemed different.

  His expression changed as she unbuttoned his jeans and watched him step out of them. Damn. His body was perfect anyone could see that, but a cock like that should be in pictures. She was stuck staring at it like she’d never seen one before. Of course, she’d seen one before—she’d seen this one before—but it seemed like every time she saw his package it was like the first time.

  “Now I’m as naked as you,” he uttered and stepped around her to turn on the water.

  This shower was massive with its three large sprayers and marble bench. Whoever designed this took bathing seriously.

  “How do you like it?” he asked.

  “However you want to give it to me,” she responded, still staring at the hard abs, sexy pecs and sculpted arms. His laugh tugged at something deep in her belly, and she walked over to get that something filled.

  “Gemmi, I like the way you think, but I meant what temperature do you want the shower?”

  “Oh… very warm, but not hot.”

  “How’s this?” He invited her to get into the decadent bathing experience, and the water was perfect.

  “Just like I like it,” she said as she stepped into the shower. She turned to watch him follow her, and the immense shower didn’t look so big with him in it. She thought he was a vision regularly, but naked and wet was unquestionably the look for him.

  A container on one of the walls held liquid hair/body wash and conditioner. The lemon sage aroma filled the air as he filled his hands with the body wash.

  He rubbed her neck with the thick, clean smelling fluid before moving down to her chest. She’d never felt so treasured. His gentle strokes moved over her body, but when he started on her back she almost moaned. The pressure of his strokes released tension she didn’t know she had in her shoulders, but was building another type of tension in other areas.

  He washed down one leg to her foot and repeated on the other side. When he was done with the second foot, he placed it on the bench and resumed his place behind her. He washed down her arms, and then put his hands on her stomach. She was glad she asked him to make the shower warm, because his showering routine made her temperature more than hot.

  He moved one hand to her breast and the other between her legs. “Do you want to get clean or do you want me to make this dirty?”

  She could barely answer as she was already trying arch into his touch. He was rubbing so softly and going around the spot she wanted him to rub the most.

  “I love to hear your voice, Gemmi,” he murmured in her ear. “You have to answer the question. Clean or dirty, baby? Which one will it be?”

  “Dirty.” She wished her voice sounded as confident as his did. Hers was a whisper, but he must have heard it.

  “That’s my girl.” He plucked her nipples with his slippery fingers and slid his fingers over her clit. Then he pulled back and did it again as she tried to pull his hand closer and pump into his movements.

  “Do you want it harder?”

  “Yes,” she said. At least that came out a little more forceful.

  “Faster?”

  “Ummm…. yes.” The whimper in her voice made that sound less than confident.

  “Tell me more or you’ll get less.” Who knew demanding alpha male talk made her more aroused?

  She could barely think, and he wanted him to tell her what she wanted. She knew she’d better think of something because when he didn’t hear what he wanted to hear he decreased the tempo and strength of his caress.

  “Please Camden do it faster…. harder…don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She heard him groan behind her, but she couldn’t get to enjoy it for long because he followed all her instructions, and she could feel herself climbing higher.

  “Let me hear it, Gemmi.” His sexy voice so deliciously murmured in her ear, and she knew her orgasm was going to be a big one.

  She clutched at his arms as the ball of arousal tightened in her belly. When Camden pinched her clit on the next pass of his fingers across her mound her orgasm hit hard, and her abs contracted like she’d done too many sit-ups. The moan was as shaky as her legs were as she came harder than she had the last two times she was with Camden—maybe harder than she ever had. It was a good thing he was holding her up or she would have fallen over. She tried to get her breathing under control and couldn’t get over how warm, satisfied, and clean she felt.

  He returned to her front and pulled her close to him, so he could squeeze her buttocks and kiss her mouth. She returned his kiss trying to show him how much she appreciated the treatment she’d been the recipient of since she was in his care. The moan that came from him was so arousing she gasped and clutched at his arm.

  “You like sexy noise,” he whispered. “I’ll be sure to remember that.”

  He led her into the center of the three shower heads she was rinsed and softly stimulated until she was soap free.

  “Your turn.” She got a handful of the same soap he used on her and tried to massage him like he did to her. His muscled chest with the flat brown nipples was a pleasure to touch. She didn’t have enough patience to go as slow as he did, and she went right for the part of him that looked like it would appreciate her touch the most.

  His cock was hard and had been that way for a while she could feel it on her back when he washed her, and now she was able to see for herself what was going on with him. The large, smooth head stopped her upward stroke, and she loved the soft groans she was able to bring from deep in his throat.

  “Show me how you like it,” she purred wanting to make him feel as good as he’d made her feel and was pleased when he shuddered slightly. Could he honestly like her voice?

  “You are doing a splendid job,” he said.

  She had done this before, but it never seemed so intense. Maybe it was the close confines of the shower, and the way the water seemed to create a small world where only what they were feeling existed. Watching this beautiful man was so arousing. His breathing pattern was irregular, and abs contracted and jerked every little while, she wanted to be the reason he exploded with passion. She used both hands and watched him to determine the speed and firmness he liked. His eyes were at half mast, and he bit at his bottom lip like he didn’t want to let any noise out, but the muffled groans were almost more arousing because he tried to keep it from her.

  She leaned in and swiped her tongue across the flat brown disk of his nipple.

  “Gemmi.” The name sounded like it was wrung out of him and she’d never heard her masculine sounding name sound so feminine. His thick, warm cum erupted in thick spurts and coated her stomach and she wanted to rub it into her skin. She placed her hands in the sexy mess he made and almost stopped at the last minute afraid of what he would think. Looking up to find him watching what she was doing made
her bold, and the encouraging, “Do it,” he uttered encouraged her. She brought her hands up to rub his essence all over her breasts, and that sexy one-sided smile was her reward.

  He pulled her to him and they stood in the water for a few minutes until his breathing returned to normal and the water started to get cool. He had her rinsed off and wrapped in a towel quickly. They made quick work of putting on their clothes and he whisked her to the bed and got her all settled.

  She wanted to explore his body at her leisure, and she would as soon as he joined her in the bed. Her eyes were like weighted blinds, and she decided to close them while she waited.

  ***

  Gemmi didn’t know when she’d had so much fun. Working at the Haught Spot, living with Camden…was this her life? This last week had been heaven. She should have become a waitress, but it probably had more to do with living with Camden. She was a bit put out that after their time in the shower, she waited in bed for him and he never came to join her and that was three days ago. She’d fallen asleep, and maybe he hadn’t wanted to bother her. They’d been having fun when she could wake up, but not the kind of sexy fun she was expecting they’d have. Working the night shift was messing up her internal clock and she was sleeping…a lot. Her body must be getting used to it though because, this was the most awake she’d felt in a good while.

  She made sure that she accepted Camden’s offer for their temporary sleeping arrangement on their way to work the next night. How in the world was she going to go back to the life she led before? He looked so happy when she agreed to his solution of learning about each other and living together. She’d gotten over the disappointment she felt when she awoke by herself that next morning…er afternoon.

  She was in the full swing of how to take orders, hand them in and get payments from her customers. She was going to check on her customers before taking a little break.

  “Hey, Gemmi, can you bring another round of beers?” Rye Durr said from one of the tables she was serving. These guys were her most generous groups of customers. They were from the Durr-Taye Construction Company and these hot men came in a few nights a week for drinks after work. “It looks like it’s quieting down, Gemmi. Maybe you could take your break with us?” They were flirty and playful but harmless.