“I’m cool, Nik,” I said, trying to nip it in the bud early, knowing his ass would want to talk about feelings and shit. I just wanted to be alone so that I could lick my wounds in peace. He would never let me, stepping closer as he started to speak.
“I didn’t… I didn’t know you felt that way, man.” The guilty expression on his face mademefeel guilty. It was never my intention to make him feel bad. Hell, I didn’t even mean to say that, Amaya just pulled it out of me.
“It’s good.” Shrugging shit off was my specialty, anything to avoid awkward ass conversations and hard feelings.
“It’s not man. Listen, I know I been one of the ones putting that pressure on you. You don’thaveto do this—any of it. If you wanna retire early, I can get you out of the contract. We’ll be good?—”
“I appreciate you, but I’m good, Nik,” I promised. I wasn’t quitting, I couldn’t. They might be okay, but I couldn’t face myself if I quit just because shit got a little tense. He gave me a serious look and clapped his hand down on my shoulder.
“Aight, but if it gets too heavy, you gotta promise to tell me.”
“I will,” I promised. He gave me another look before he headed back inside.
The next time the door slid open and shut, the steps were lighter, and I could tell it wasn’t Niko or Justin. When that sweet smell invaded my nostrils, I knew exactly who the culprit was.
“How you feeling?” she asked with a cautious smile while tipping over to stand next to me.
“Like someone cracked my chest open and left me out here—exposed as shit,” I said in a sulking tone as I looked at that someone. “I fucking hate it.”
“The first step to healing is to acknowledge what you need healing from.”
“Who said I needed to heal?” I scoffed.
“Everybody deserves to heal,” she replied softly, staring out at the city below. I didn’t answer her because I was too busy wondering what she meant by that.
Didsheneed healing?
Who the fuck hurt her?!
My jaw clenched in unwarranted rage as I looked over at her, prepared to ask her who exactly needed to be dealt with, but I was completely caught off guard when I saw the sparkle in her eyes as she looked down at the view of the city.
“It’ssopretty out here,” she said softly. Only then did I realize that she wasn’t used to the view. I had become so accustomed to it that it no longer phased me.
“It’sbeautifulout here,” I whispered, forcing myself not toeven sneak a glance back in her direction out of fear that my face would give me away. Her eyes were dangerous, and her pretty ass had no idea the power that she wielded.
“You know you don’t have to put so much pressure on yourself. I promise the people that love you, will love you even if you’re not perfect.” I didn’t answer her, letting her words sink in as the sounds of the California night served as our soundtrack to our unspoken words. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jocelyn and Niko, seemingly the only two people left in the house. They were sitting on the couch, locked in conversation and he must have said something funny, because she was damn near in his lap from laughing so hard. Finally, I turned back to Amaya. Under any other circumstances, this would have been the perfect opportunity to steal a kiss, and as much as I wanted to risk it, I wouldn’t do anything to make her uncomfortable.
“Thank you,” I finally answered. “Ireallyneeded to hear that.”
She smiled and gently tapped my forearm in what was supposed to be a friendly gesture. It probably would have been if I wasn’t so diabolically horny for this woman. The way her thumb unintentionally rubbed over my skin made every fucking nerve on my body stand at attention. I locked up like a cracked out mannequin and she immediately pulled away from me. Her hands were so fucking soft that I knew I would feel her fingers on my skin for the next six weeks.
“I—I think we’re about to head out for the night,” she said softly. I couldn’t tell if she was uncomfortable because she could tell how hard I was just by standing next to her, or if it was something else, but I wasn’t about to make it any more mortifying for either of us, so I stayed facing the city as I wished her a good night. By the time I made it back inside, they were finally gone, leaving me to clean up the space, get a shower in, and drag myself to bed, where I laid for what seemed like hours trying to keep my thoughts away from her.
“Gotdammit!” I finally huffed as I angrily flung the bedding from my body. Sleep was not happening—not with thoughts ofthat succubus swirling around in my head, and not with the memory of how she touched me running through my veins and straight down to my dick. I gripped my shit through my boxers just to relieve some of the pressure because the shit was so hard that it was starting to hurt. I knew I would need to change my boxers when I felt the wetness of my pre-cum leaking through them. I quickly slipped out of them and threw them on the floor next to my bed, letting my erect dick flop out freely.
As hard as I was, I needed reinforcements. I thanked my lucky stars that I didn’t let Niko’s ass shame me into getting rid of Pearl as I pulled open my nightstand drawer, immediately locating the toy and checking the charge. I grabbed my small bottle of lube and made sure it was good and slick for me to handle business. Instead of the setting that I knew would take me out in minutes, I turned it on low, and slowly slid it over my length, wanting the fantasy to last as long as possible.
“Fuck,” I grunted softly as it immediately sucked me in and started to work its magic. Fuck what anybody else had to say about it, this was moneywellspent. I would never be delusional enough to believe that there was anything in the world that felt better than a good, warm, wet, tight pussy, but Pearl was a close second—with way less work and no stress.
The whirring sounds blended perfectly with my uncontrollable moans and whimpers as the toy rotated and swirled around my dick. The up and down, combined with the rotating motion and suction instantly had my toes curling and all the stress of the day was slowly building itself for release.
Since it was doing all the work, I didn’t have to think, and my mind immediately went to Amaya’s fine ass as I closed my eyes and let it do all the things that I wished she was doing to me. Ihatedthis shit. I had never wanted a woman so fucking much… especially not one that I knew I couldn’t have.
Or could I?
My twisted brain immediately started imagining how it would be to have her in my bed.
What she tasted like?
