by Abbie Kaid
“Okay, it's now time to spill it,” I try faking a serious face.
He can't help but laugh this time around.
“It's nothing. Just know that your bartending days are over,” he affirms.
Pretending as if I didn't understand his message, I shouted at him in a friendly way. “I said it. This jealous old man is angry that I climbed his stage. So now you are going to sack me, or what?” Actually, all I'm doing is to get Frank to be so plain with his seemingly good news. I don't want to get all excited and then end up hearing something that isn't worth the stress.
When he refuses to utter another word, I begin to beg.
“Dammit, you're making my blood pressure rise. Please, I don't understand.”
At least he pitied my desperation and then boom; he lets the cat out of the bag.
“Remember those three record label executives I told you their names the other time?” He asks while looking intensely at my face.
I nodded in affirmation.
“I overheard them arguing about whom is going to sign you up in their record label.” At this point I couldn't fake being cool anymore. The excitement is showing on my face already. Frank makes a step as if he is going to leave and then turn around to add, “They’ll approach you before you go. I mean all the three of them. If I were you, I'd go with the male who's actually nicer.” He concludes his statement and then winks at me.
“What a world! Even the old are still flirting with the young,“ I shoot back at him jokingly. Was I really expecting him to suggest another person? Hell no. I sigh and smile back at him as he walks away. Why won't he pinpoint Damen Price? Not after he had collected a few bucks from him. Talking about making a choice, as far as I'm concerned, there is entirely no need for that. I belong to Damen and no one else. When no one saw the talent in me, he did. The least I can do for him is to say yes to his request. Whatever it will be, I am ready.
Stepping out of the corner of the backstage I can see Damen waiting for me. I didn't realize that I had spent half an hour with them inside after my performance and Damen may have been waiting out here for that long.
Immediately, I hold him close in a full and tight embrace.
“I've missed you,” I can hear him whisper.
I don't know why I was crying while he held me, but right now I am so happy that someone like him came into my life.
“It's okay. Everything is fine now.” He tried to console me before adding, “I'm super proud of you and what you're about to become.”
Hearing it come from him made me blush terribly. More than how I did when Karen said it. I guess words make more sense depending on who's speaking.
“Thank you,” I smile sheepishly.
“Let's get out of here.”
“Where are we going?” I inquire
“We'll first grab dinner and then I'll drop you off at your place.”
I guess he notices that I'm a little bit disappointed with the plan. Deep inside, I want to have him all to myself but then I didn't know how to say it. I grew up allowing the guys to shoot their shot first while dying in silence even if I wanted them more. In this case, I can't just keep up with the silence.
“I wish we could go over to your place.”
It was after making the statement that my brain centers started analyzing it at all angles. Yes, I'm sounding too desperate to have him at the moment. But then, that's what I want.
Damen watches me closely as I battle with self-guilt before smiling back at me.
“You don't have to worry about anything. Tonight, you have me all to yourself.”
Stepping inside his exquisite car, honestly, I was only holding myself back from shouting, yes. I pretend to not be overexcited. On the contrary, within me, my heart is beating so fast with so much enthusiasm and happiness. To me, the dinner isn't even important at all compared to the pleasure of having him by my side.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” his statement brings me back to reality.
“What's that?” I whisper softly.
“It's a little surprise,” he replies before adding, “I made sure that Mr. Leon and my secretary Angela came here tonight and they watched your performance.”
“Oh my God! Tell me you're playing games with me,” I respond before letting out a scream of happiness.
“I'm so serious. See Lacie. I've been in this business long enough to be able to recognize raw talent when I see it.”
I can't say what I exactly did to deserve someone like Damen. Reaching out for his lips, we kiss passionately before smiling at each other. I'm so grateful to him for everything. I couldn't find the exact words that could fit perfectly for how much he meant to me.
We visit the last restaurant we went to before. We are warmly welcomed by the waitress and just like the previous time, he made the order for two. Hunger isn't my problem right now. Or maybe I'm just full of the attention I got tonight. It is hard to stop smiling. For once in my life, I could tell that I'm 100 percent happy. Not even the thought of my family can change the mood I have at the moment. I'm convinced deep inside that their suffering, too, is about to end. I only wish they were here to see me shine. It is a matter of time and all my wishes will come true.
Chapter 6
The ride to my apartment is just so eventful and filled with laughter. Damen keeps teasing me about how he was scared that my anxiety would get the better of me. Aside from his handsomeness, he is extremely fun to be with. This somehow makes me wonder why a sane lady would file for a divorce after having a taste of his wholesomeness. Unfortunately, I don't want to spoil the fun we are having with questions about the terrible past. I know that day will come, but definitely it won't be today.
Right from our way back I had already planned on taking all of him. The previous night indeed took me by surprise, but for today I'm determined to drain him completely. I'm sure that he too had been waiting for me for so long. Looking at him, from the way he held me while we approached my apartment, I knew he was already drenched in anticipation.
“Why are you walking so fast?” He teases me.
“Will you move faster, or do you want me to fuck you right here?” I retort with no element of guilt or shame. I can't help but admire how his fine teeth radiate and sparkle in the dark. I never thought I could be this free with him, but the truth is that there are things one shouldn't really bother about. At the right time, they come naturally.
As soon as we walk through the door, he takes me in his arms and starts kissing me. He closes the door behind us and our kisses become more fervent.
“You seem to be so fragile. Or am I wrong?” He asks with a smile.
Despite the fact that I don't exactly understand what he meant, I whisper, “I'd appreciate it if you stop wasting time and get down to business.”
His hands roam my body like coal sending electric waves throughout every single nerve ending on my body. I don't know how it happened but in a flash my clothes are no longer on me. Well, I didn't have a lot of clothes on me, so it didn't take long for him to get everything off.
“You've got experience with lots of ladies,” I try mocking him before starting to undo his belt and slide his zipper down. I'm sure I'm right. A man this awesome will definitely have ladies on bended knees seeking his attention.
Instead of denying my allegation, he responds to it by saying, “I learned everything, waiting to meet the right person to use my wealth of experience on.”. After giggling a little bit, he holds my head, kisses my lips and says, “Hey, I know nothing will make any sense to you right now.”
As a matter of fact, he is so right. Now, I'm not in the position to ascertain whether he is lying or not. All I care about is enjoying the moment with him.
Slipping his pants and his boxers all the way down, I go on my knees taking his hard dick in my mouth. Making sure that I swallow the entire length of it before withdrawing gently, I can see the way it is throbbing so much as if it meant to say, suck me more.
“This shit seems to have missed me mo
re than I missed it,” I say with a pout.
Damen laughs at my statement.
Even though I don't feel like I have much experience with sucking dick, I'm determined to give him the craziest blowjob experience. Well, it may not be the best for him, but I want to feel every bit of this hard dick in my mouth.
Taking his dick back in my mouth, this time I pay much attention to the pinkish head. I can feel him groan as I concentrate on sucking the head of his hard cock. Hearing his breathing and moaning levels increase gradually, I swallow the entire length in my mouth and it almost makes me gag. Trying to adjust to his massive size, I can feel his hands in my hair and on the back of my head.
“Yes, yes suck me baby,” he begs in a hoarse voice.
My duty is to obey him. I increase the pace of my sucking while dragging my hands upward toward his chest. Immediately my fingers flick across his chest, close to his nipples, and his thrusting increases. At this point, I begin to struggle immensely keeping his dick inside my mouth.
Unable to stand anymore, he gestures for me to stand. We approach the couch and he sits down. I too approach him on my knees and continue sucking his rock-hard dick. It seems so good in my mouth. My lips begin going up and down on him and my tongue licks his dick until it is now bigger and harder.
It's as if we are under a spell. Aside from the moaning noises emanating from both of us, we didn't say anything while devouring each other. While still sucking him, his hands begin to move over my 38D tits and I love the way he cuddles them, allowing his fingers to concentrate on my nipples. I am eager to feel his mouth on my tits, but I have to keep doing what I'm doing because I want to satisfy him fully.
Do I want his cum in my mouth? Of course, the answer is yes. I'm not ready to see him spill his precious seed anywhere other than my mouth. In a matter of time, his breathing begins to quicken, and he warns me that he is getting close to orgasm. Well, I don't need any warning today.
The way I'm sucking and licking his dick intensely even after he has told me that he is close to cumming will probably make him feel that I'm a pro at swallowing cum. On the contrary, I've only swallowed cum once in my life. But, I want him to coat my throat with his steamy seed. I'm ready for it, although half of my mind isn't sure about how I will handle it.
“Ah, yes! Take it there, bitch.”
He bangs my mouth with such reckless abandon that I realize he is much closer to climaxing, and so I prepare myself more. Suddenly he starts to push even harder in my mouth and with a hard thrust, he holds my head as streams of warm cum drop in my mouth. He cums so hard that I couldn't take it all. Some of it leaks out of my mouth and I use my tongue to get every drop.
“Damn, that was hot,” he exclaimed, grinning at the sight of my slightly cum-coated face.
I am expecting him to fall back on the couch feeling exhausted. However, the reverse is happening. I can't tell exactly what the reason is, but it seems like my messed-up face only arouses him the most. I watch as his dick begins to throb back to life. He lies down on the couch and drags me along with him.
Still trying to clean my mouth of his cum, he starts planting kisses on my face and on my ear. Gently, he slides his tongue inside my ear and begins whispering how much he wants to kiss me. Turning my head, I capture his mouth with mine. Well, I don't mind how he is going to react. I only want him to taste his cum on my lips.
“Dammit,” he yells before pulling away.
At least my mission is accomplished.
He starts to lick his way through my body and as he gets closer to my breasts, I can barely stand still. With his tongue over my nipple, he makes wet circles around it before moving to the other nipple.
I love the way he mumbles and nibbles on my nipples while giving them gentle bites. The pleasure is becoming too much to contend with as I begin to moan and arch my body against his.
“I guess you want my tongue down there.”
In split seconds after saying this, I can feel his warm tongue on my wet pussy. I'm soaking wet and aching for his touch. I spread my legs and he moves my legs over his shoulders to give him a better advantage. At first, he only temporarily licked my clit. But then after receiving a mind-blowing reaction from me, he rolls his tongue and starts kissing my clitoris as he manages to slip one and then two fingers into my pussy. It feels like total bliss.
My clitoris begins to swell due to the attention I am receiving from his tongue. He sucks my clit in his mouth and brushes it with his teeth. No one has ever done this to me before and I am about to shout. He is doing it exactly how I want it to be done. His fingers start moving faster in and out of my pussy. I can feel my pussy muscles convulsing and tightening around his two fingers.
“Please fuck me!” I yell at him.
Gradually, I am getting exhausted. My head is spinning and I need to cum badly. But that won't happen if he keeps denying me his dick. Of course, he already knew it. I'm sure he is doing it on purpose judging from the way he is smiling back at me.
Withdrawing his fingers from my pussy, he brings them closer to my mouth while placing his massive dick deep inside my hungry pussy. He puts his knees between my legs pushing them further apart. He slides down and moves the head of his cock slightly in and out of my pussy while teasing my clit in the process. All of a sudden, he starts moving slowly inside of me as I wrap my legs around him. I want him to fuck me so intensely, but he keeps teasing me.
He starts to move slowly in and out, his dick making a long, powerful thrust inside my pussy.
“Shit, please fuck me,” I beg again, almost going crazy. Holding his waist, I try to force him to go a little bit faster and harder. At this point he is not able to resist anymore. My pussy juice is busy dripping all over his dick and down between my ass crack. He moves faster and stronger as his cock reaches the bottom of my soul. So far, it is the best fuck I have ever had, and I am still not ready for it to end. I know it can last a long time, but I'm not sure exactly about the length of time. The truth is, I don't want this to end.
Gradually, I am getting closer to orgasm. Damen continues to fuck me with all the strength left in him and we both collapse into a soul-shuddering orgasm. Looking at him, I am so certain that he is all that I want. We lay beside each other, cuddling while we slept.
Chapter 7
“Hey sleepyhead, hope you rested well,” I inquire with a smile.
“Yes, I did,” smiling back at me.
Each time he smiles, I can't help but admire him over and over again.
We both ate breakfast in silence, looking intermittently at each other.
I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with him, I can hear my inner mind whispering to my soul.
“What is it? Why are you smiling?” He asked.
“Nothing actually,” I can't tell him he is the reason why I'm smiling uncontrollably.
“I guess this is the right time. We should probably talk about your music career, and most importantly your family.” He ends his statement while folding his arms waiting for my response. Before I could get a chance to reply to him, he adds, “Oh, I almost forgot. You won't be going back to The Starwatcher anymore. Well, not as a bartender.”
“What!” I can't believe my ears. I don't really understand what he meant by not going back to my workplace anymore. Realizing that I am confused, Damen decides to break it down bit by bit.
“Now, let's start by saying that you're now working for the Getaway record label.”
Oh my God! My ears can't believe it. Finally, my dream is coming true. I jumped from the opposite seat where I sat to hug Damen tightly. It is after he starts coughing that I realize that I'm holding him too firmly. You can't blame me. I am so happy. Tears of joy start flowing from my eyes.
“Lacie come on! Stop this. This is not the time to cry,” He leaves his seat and hugs me while I sob in his arms. Yes, it is necessary that I shed tears. I have been through a whole lot in my pursuit of this one dream. At some point I felt it was only going to end as an illusion but
then I never for once gave up on it. Well, it was worth the wait.
Damen allowed me to cry until I was okay before continuing with his statement.
“You don't need to bother about the decision of the board. As a matter of fact, I didn't sign you, they did.”
Well, this last news somehow made me smile broadly.
The same board that rejected me a few years ago is now the one signing me into the company. Considering my closeness with Damen, if he was the one that gave me an opportunity, maybe I'd feel that he is biased and I'm completely undeserving. But, being accepted by the other executives of the company made me so proud. At this point, I only wished my family could get to hear that my dream is finally unfolding into something beautiful.
“Thank you for everything,” I say with a beaming smile.
“Tell me, for what exactly?” Damen asks, acting as if he is confused.
“Stop it!” I say firmly.
“Seriously, everything you've gotten, you've worked really hard for it. Somehow, you've really proven that you are the captain of your own ship.” Damen ends his statement with a clap.
For me, this is all funny. I know vividly that I wouldn't achieve this much without Damen's help. He has paid the price so, to a large extent, he has earned my complete trust.
“Can we leave your music career and talk about your family for once?” Damen demands.
“Not until after you tell me the reason for your divorce.”
I know exactly what I am doing. Damen wants to know about my family as much as I want to know the reason for his divorce with his wife.
“I asked first. And moreover, it's ladies first.” He tries to find a cunning way to escape answering the question.
“Then forget about it,” I respond, pretending to be unbothered.
“Has anyone ever told you that you're very stubborn?” Damen asks with a smile while I act as if I don't hear him at all.
“Alright, alright, I'll tell you. But the truth is that there's nothing to tell actually. I realized that my wife was only a gold digger after I became famous. She filed for a divorce so she could easily blackmail me through that route. Her lawyer said we could settle it out of court, but from past experiences she always finds a way of coming back after getting the money. This time around, I've decided that the case will end in court. Whatever the outcome might be, I'm ready for it.”