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Shaking my head, I answer, “No.”
“Why?” she replies confused.
“Because I like looking at your beautiful tits,” I answer, kissing the back of her head again. She swallows hard but I can't tell if it's because she is nervous or turned on. “Don't worry I'm not going to touch you anymore tonight and not because I don't want to, but because if I did, I would not be able to stop myself from fucking you.”
“What if I want you to?” she whispers.
“You don't, Kitten, not right now, and not after what just happened.”What the fuck is wrong with me?I should just flip her over and shove my cock in her virgin pussy and fuck her so hard she bleeds for a week.Reaching down, I grab the hem of my T-shirt. Pulling it off, I throw it to the floor with hers. “Lie down with me, Kitten,” I order. She gets up, allowing me to stretch out, she crawls on top of me with her head and tits on my chest and her legs at my side. We lie there in silence as I lightly stroke my fingers up and down the soft skin of her back. I’ve never been this… intimate with anyone. Her innocence unravels something inside of me I can’t explain. Inhaling her sweet scent, enjoying the warm feeling of her skin touching mine for what seems like an hour, I feel something warm and wet on my chest. Looking down to investigate, I see she has fallen asleep and is drooling.
“Good Lord,” I mutter to myself, shaking my head, chuckling. If any of the club bitches did this, they would be woken up by being thrown on the floor, but with her it makes me smile. There’s something real about her. How can a girl be so cute and sexy at the same time? Curled up next to me, her long silky hair is covering part of her face, her legs are wrapped around mine, and her perfect tits are soft and warm pushing into my chest. Reaching over, I brush the hair out of her face and I can't help but run my fingers along the visible part of her breast, causing my dick to instantly harden for the millionth time tonight. I can't take this torture anymore. Being careful not to wake her, I slowly ease my way out from under her. She squirms a little as she repositions herself on her side but does not wake. Grabbing my T-shirt off the floor, I quickly slide it on. Looking around for a blanket, I spot a box marked bedding. Going over to it, I remove a quilt, taking it back over to her, I cover her and then gently kiss her head, inhaling her scent one more time.
I'm headed to the door when I glance over and see three cell phones sitting on a table by the entryway to the kitchen. Two of them are clearly burner phones, but the third one is the phone I saw her with the other night. She probably uses the burner phones for the cancer patients and weed sales. Picking up the phone I recognize, I swipe the screen and go to the keypad, typing in my phone number. My phone buzzes in my pocket, taking it out I save the incoming number as Kitten under my contacts. Sliding my phone back in my pocket, I open the contact list of her phone, adding my name and number. Placing her phone back on the table, I look back to her one more time when the two beer bottles on the coffee table catch my attention. Hmmmm, yep, it's gonna piss her off but someone needs to teach her that just because she is smart doesn't mean she gets to do what she wants. I head into her kitchen, open the refrigerator, grab a couple of plastic bags I see setting on the counter, and remove all the beer and wine in the room. Setting them on the counter, I head out to the living room in search of a pen and paper. Finding what I need in a box marked office supplies, I scribble out two notes, putting one by her phone and the other in the refrigerator. Grabbing the bags off the counter, I head to the door, flipping the lock on the knob to the lock position then close it and leave.
Back upstairs in my condo, my phone buzzes in my pocket, getting it out I see it is a message from Cindy. She is wanting to know if I want to get together tonight.I wonder if Brandy told her what I said.Out of all the club bitches, I like fucking Cindy the most. She is the only one who can take it as hard and deep for as long as I need her to. And as hard as I am tonight, I’m gonna be fucking her balls deep all night. Messaging her back, I let her know I will be there shortly, and we’ll be spending the night in my room there at the clubhouse. Changing into jeans and putting on my boots, I grab my wallet, keys, helmet, and head to the club.
14
C
Iwake up on the couch, and Linc is gone. He must have put this quilt over me when he left. Sitting up, I grab the tank top off the floor and put it on. Walking over to my phone, I swipe the screen and see it’s
4:00 a.m. Putting the phone back on the table, I notice a piece of paper with writing on it lying on the table. Picking it up, I read it.
I have put my number in your phone.
Call me if you need anything.
Linc.
Searching through my contacts, I see his name and number are in fact in there. Shit, I wonder if he has my number now? I'm not sure how I feel about that. Walking over to the window in the living room, I look out over the parking lot and see his motorcycle and car are not there. Where did he go? I walk back over and grab the empty beer bottles off the coffee table, taking them to the kitchen, I rinse them out, and place them in the recycling bin. Thirsty, I go to the refrigerator to get a juice and when I open the door and see all the beer and the wine is missing, in their place is another note.
NO ALCOHOL, KITTEN!
If I see it in here again, I will spank you.
Linc.
What the fuck? This guy is nuts. Who the fuck does he think he is? Going back to the living room, I grab my phone and scroll to his name and text him.
Are you fucking serious? I think underage drinking is the least of my indiscretions. C. aka- pissed-off Kitten!!!
Pushing send, I go back to the kitchen and get the juice I intended to get earlier. I’m just a kid in his eyes. What a hypocrite to be worried about beer and weed when I know he’s much older than me. Sitting back on the couch, I replay the events of last night in my mind. God, I'm an idiot. He probably ran out of here after I fell asleep to one of those blondes he was with the other night. One who can answer all his questions, not only with a yes, but would know what they were doing, not just shamelessly be squirming and pushing themselves into him. Talk about no self-control. I was so turned on I couldn't help it. My mind just shut off with the way he was touching and kissing me, and oh God, the things he was doing with his tongue. Why did I freak out when he touched me down there?“’Cause you were scared, C. Scared he would know you don't know shit about sex, scared he would laugh at you.”And that's exactly what he is doing. Fuck! How am I ever going to look this guy in the face again? Leaning my head on the back of the couch, I shut my eyes until exhaustion overtakes me and I drift back off to sleep.
* * *
I wake up at seven. Today is Sunday. Jenna, Ben, and I meet for breakfast at eight thirty every Sunday to go over any problems with the patients we have. Throwing on my Batman T-shirt and jeans, I quickly tie my hair up in a ponytail, and put on my Converse tennis shoes. Grabbing my wallet, keys, and phone, I head out the door.
Walking out to get in my truck I swipe my phone and see that Linc messaged me back at 6:00 a.m.
I see my kitten has her claws out this morning.
We will talk later.
Linc.
“This guy is truly insane.” Turning my phone off, I get in my truck and head to the diner.
At the diner, Jenna and Ben are already sitting in the back booth. “Hey, guys.” I slide in next to Ben.
