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“You will be.”
“Doubtful. I’ve had enough of men,” she tells me.
“Goin’ for the girls now? Battin’ for the other team?” She nearly laughs, and her smile is beautiful.
“I’m too old for all that.”
“You can’t be that old,” I tell her.
“I’m thirty-six.”
“That’s not old at all,” I remind her.
“It is when you have kids. I need to go,” she says before taking a step back.
“Okay. But if you need anything, I’m right here.” She nods before turning on her heel and walking back to her house. I watch her go, watching her ass as it sways back and forth. Fuck that’s an ass I’d like to ride. I walk back over and sit on my steps once more to finish my cigarette when I notice the window. It looks directly into her room, and there she is. She pulls her shirt over her head and tosses it to the side, revealing her bra. Her breasts are big enough for a handful, and I find my cock getting hard just watching her.
I reach down and adjust that fucker as she slowly slips off her jeans. Then she looks up, and our eyes lock. She doesn’t look embarrassed, but even from here, I can see the way her cheeks turn pink. I should look away. I shouldn’t watch her, but I can’tstop myself. She turns away, and I catch a glimpse of her ass in her little thong before she disappears from view. I groan and flick my cigarette through the air before standing and heading back inside with a fucking hard-on.
I pull out my cell and make a few calls, send a few messages, and check the emails for the club. Cage has a lot of promos set up for the strip club this weekend, and I couldn’t be any readier to get that fucker open and running. It’s another line of income we need. It’s a legit way to make money, and it works for us.
Not everything we do is legal. Hell, a majority of it is illegal, and we don’t give a shit, but this will be a way to clean money.
I drop onto the couch with my hard-on still raging from the little peep show from Lyra. I wonder what she was thinking when she saw me watching her. Did she even care? Did she want me to watch her? Either way, I did, and I plan on it in the future. She lets me see, and I will look.
I lay my head back as I think about the woman from earlier. The voice kind of sounded like Lyra’s, but there’s no way that was her. Fuck, that woman … she tasted like heaven in my mouth. I plan on meeting up with her again tomorrow since I called Kimber and made arrangements.
I don’t know what it was about her I liked. Maybe the innocent act she put on. That could have been it. She was too innocent as if she hadn’t had a man eating her out in a long time. All Kimber’s girls are trained for this shit. They’re used to it. So why wasn’t she? Or is she just a damn good actress?
I lean back and unzip my jeans, pulling my cock free. That fucker is hard and ready to be taken, but I don’t want the club girls. I’ve had my fair share of them over the years, and they’re just not something I want anymore.
I grab onto my cock and slowly begin to stroke it to the vision of Lyra that still plays out in my head. She looks soft, so fucking soft. Her body had curves and wasn’t stick thin like most of thegirls who hang around the clubhouse, and that works for me. I don’t want a girl like that. I like my girls thicker than usual. I want something I can grab onto and enjoy the ride.
Now I tug harder on my cock, groaning as I think about being between her parted thighs. I’m a man who loves to eat his woman out. I love the taste of her on my tongue. I love the way she loses all control and falls apart for me.
A few more hard strokes, and I’m coming in the palm of my hand. Fuck, I need to get laid, but none of the club girls are doing it for me. I don’t know what’s fucked up in my mind that I don’t get hard when I look at them. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. Maybe I need Lyra naked on my bed. Or that new girl of Kimber’s.
Shaking the thoughts away, I climb off the couch and walk to the bathroom with one hand holding my jeans up and the other full of cum. I turn the sink on and wash my hands as I look at myself in the mirror. You would think for someone my age, I would want anything with a pussy, but I’m finding that’s all wrong. The guys give me hell about it, too.
Not that I give a shit. Maybe I’m oversharing. Maybe I’m not into sharing the girls with all the guys anymore. I want something that’s mine and only mine. I want something, someone who belongs to only me. My cock is the only cock inside of her. My cum is the only cum filling her. Yeah, that’s exactly what I want.
6
Lyra
Another day, another earth-shattering orgasm. It was him. The same man. And there’s something familiar about him, too. I can’t put my finger on it, but I know that voice. At least, I think I do. I could be way off. Lack of sleep has been affecting my mind lately.
“You look tense,” Gerad, the latest man I’m having dinner with, says.
“I’m sorry. It’s been a long day,” I tell him truthfully. Honestly, I can’t stop thinking about Knight and the way he watched me through the window. He had me so turned on I had to take a cold shower and break out my vibrator. I thought about going back over there, but I knew it was all kinds of wrong. It didn’t matter to me, though. I needed something, someone.
“I know how that can be,” he states as he continues to ramble on about his corporate job. I let him talk, ignoring most of what he says. I occasionally throw a word in here and there, but for the most part, I let him speak. And he does.
Meanwhile, my mind drifts to room two ten. The room we’ve met in a few times now. Every time is the same. He orders me to strip, and I do before climbing on the bed. Then he pulls me tothe edge of the bed and eats me like I’m the best meal he’s ever had. And I love every second of it. It’s been so long since I’ve had a man that attentive to me. So long since I’ve felt that kind of orgasm.
Not even Dave could do that for me before the drama started. He was a plain vanilla sex kind of man, and I’d always craved more.
“So do you?” Gerad asks.
