Chapter 34 She’s toying with me…
She’s toying with me…
Dallas
Isat in the study, reading through updated texts from the night shift of the security details that have been sent to guard my family.
Teddy was spotted parked not far from my condo yesterday, which is still in my brother’s name from when I had him sign for it before I had established proper credit.
I never switched it out of his name. Things were easier that way, but since Teddy was seen stalking the place it made me extra cautious.
There was no reason for Teddy to believe it was my place, so what was he wanting from my brother? I doubled up on his as well as my parent’s and my sister’s security, too. With someone as unpredictable and unhinged as Teddy, I want to be aggressively defensive of my territory.
Jacob argued when I told him I wasn’t ready to retaliate yet. We could easily handle this situation and wash our hands of the problem in no time but that wasn’t something I was ready to allow and that put everyone on edge, Something isn’t quite right with that guy and I need to find out what it is.
I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard the patter of bare feet coming from the hall. I looked up anticipating Delaney walking in. When she did, the sight I was met with had my mouth watering.
She was wearing a messy bun that was falling to the side, and one of my t-shirts with nothing else.
I glanced over her body eagerly, I wanted to walk over and take her right where she stood, looking like a chaotic cluster of perfection. She looked so sexy wearing my shirt, and the knowledge of her being pantiless because I took them away from her last night, had my cock pulsing.
I couldn’t take her again. She needed to rest. After I had her coming undone on my hand I took her to bed where she continued her reading sprint with my cock massaging deep inside of her, her face flushed and her breath ragged.
It was a new experience for me but one I was certain I’d like to have again.
I need to go easy on her today. I already allowed myself to be a bit rougher than I originally intended. I really was losing myself in her. She tests my willpower in a way no other woman ever has. Her natural beauty, her funny little quirks, her genuine innocence…she’s just so fucking perfect.
And all mine.
“Good morning,” she said sweetly as she met my gaze. After some time passed I shook myself from her trance when I realized my attention might be shifting to creepy as I just continued to gawk at her presence from my chair.
“Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling today?” The smile that crept over her face told me she knew exactly what I was referring to.
“I’m a little sore, but nothing I can’t handle,” she said teasingly with one eyebrow cocked.
She’s toying with me.
“Be careful,” I warned playfully, with a smirk that she couldn’t see.
She walked over to the glass doors that led to a terrace overlooking the ocean. She opened both doors to welcome in the ocean breeze, gently moving the curtains as it entered the room.
I followed her out, placing one hand on either side of her as I pressed up against her body where she stood with her hands on the railing. My nostrils were greeted by the alluring scent of rich honey and vanilla, the natural scent that radiated from her porcelain skin.
She let out a tiny sigh, her head resting against my chest as she stared out to the calm waters. I rested my chin on the top of her head, pulling her in closer.
For a moment, there was a sense of normalcy, like this wasn’t the first time we had been openly affectionate with each other that wasn’t instantly retracted by one of us backing away from the other. It was like nothing else mattered and it was just the two of us at that moment.
It felt so nice.
“Can we go swimming today?” She asked, with enthusiasm covering every word.
I nodded my head, “of course we can.” Suddenly an unfamiliar and overwhelming realization swept over me: I’d give this woman the world if she asked for it.
She smiled as she leaned deeper into my embrace.
* * *
Sitting across from her at the table while I checked some emails and looked over some invoices for the club, I secretly watched her as she peeled a cutie, slowly taking little pieces of the skin off at a time.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed one from the bowl in the center of the table, peeling it in one clean tear.
She pretended she wasn’t watching and scoffed when I did what I set out to do.
“Show off,” she retorted as she pulled the final chunk of peel from hers.
“I don’t have to show off, I have skill and you know it.” I teased as I pulled the cutie apart and tossed a portion of it in my mouth.
“Can I ask you something?” She said timidly while she fidgeted with her fruit.
“Of course, sweetheart,”
“Did you always want to own a kink club?”
I laughed at her question. I mean, who grows up and says, I wanna own a sex club when I grow up? Not me.
“No, actually I wanted to be a professional baseball player. I almost made it, too. I was pretty good in high school.” I answered honestly, recalling one of the last conversations I had with my coach before life happened fast and bad choices were made.
He told me running around with the wrong crowd was going to catch up to me, and sure enough it did, causing me to lose everything I had been working toward with my baseball career.
“You okay?” She was concerned when I zoned off and I had not responded to her next question.
“Yes, I’m great.”
“All those awards and ribbons in the hall by the gym, those are yours?”
I nodded, “Mmmhmm,” I shoved the other portion of my cutie into my mouth and picked up a napkin to wipe my hands.
“Do you miss it?” She asked, watching me closely waiting for my reply.
“If you want to go for a swim, you had better get your suit on,” I said avoiding the question.
Baseball was still a sore subject for me, and dwelling on the past wasn’t good for anybody. I like where I am now, owning the club and building an empire. There’s only one thing missing, and something tells me I’m on my way to finding it now.
* * *
Immersed in the calming energy that radiated from the Pacific Ocean up to where we were relaxing together on the sand, I felt time stand still.
I looked over to where Delaney was next to me, lying on a white Egyptian cotton towel, her lower back curving like a crescent moon with her belly face down.
She was wearing the custom red bikini I asked Miss Kennedy to pack for her.
It fit her like a glove, tightly hugging her curvy ass, and I swear, seeing her in red always brought me back to the very first time I laid eyes on her.
I fought back the desire to sink my teeth into her bouncy booty.
There’s still plenty of time for that, Dallas, down boy!
Delaney’s phone started to ring. When she didn’t move to answer it, I noticed her eyes were closed. I looked at the screen and pressed the button to answer it.
“Hello, Miss Lacy,” I cooed into the phone.
“Dallas? Is that you? Where’s Delaney? Is she okay? Why do you have her phone?” She erupted into a frenzy of questions, leaving me no time to respond to any of them.
“She’s fine, she’s right beside me, napping. I’ll have her call you back when she wakes up.” I ended the call before she could come back with another line of questioning. Just as I laid the phone back down, Delaney started to stir.
“Who was that?” She asked, turning to her back and stretching, unintentionally putting on a sexy show for me that made my cock twitch.
“It was Lacy, you’ll need to call her back. I take it you didn’t tell her about our arrangement?” I said more as a question than a statement.
She sat up and nervously shook her head.
“I wasn’t sure what to tell her, honestly. It all happened so quickly. So I was very vague about my whereabouts. ” She smiled to herself as if she was recalling something privately.
“She’s worried about you, she seems like a good friend.
” I liked that Delaney had someone close to her that worried for her.
With her parents gone and being an only child, I could only imagine what kind of loneliness she might feel sometimes without much of a support system. She really is so strong…
She reached for her phone, opening it to Lacy’s contact, then looked up at me, as if searching for permission to make her call.
“Go ahead sweetheart, take your time.”
She jumped up and walked down to the water while she spoke to her best friend, and I couldn’t help but admire her as she walked away.