16. Elliot
ELLIOT
S he didn’t want me to see the smile on her face when I gave her my praise, but I saw it, and it caused excitement to surge through my body.
If she was happy by getting my praise, I knew she was starting to accept the deal we’d made.
If she was beginning to accept it, it was only a matter of time before she fully embraced it.
I had to take it slower than I would’ve liked, but as long as we were moving forward in some way, I tried not to focus on the negative.
I continued eating my dinner and watching every step she took.
I watched the way she talked to people, how she looked at them, how she’d move around them, how they reacted to her.
Every single person she walked by had their attention stolen by her.
The guys were checking her out, even the ones who were entirely way too old.
And the women, they were sizing themselves up against her. None of them could compare.
I wish that she had gotten fired, though.
I guess I didn’t realize that her manager was also under her spell.
I hated how much I had to share her. There was school, homework, her friends, and a fucking job.
She had too much shit on her plate. Something had to give, and it wasn’t going to be me.
I would’ve liked to see her get rid of that fucking kid that kept sniffing around her.
I couldn’t blame him, though. If I had been him, I would’ve been the same way. Kid had good taste, I’d give him that.
Evelyn didn’t check on me again, but when I finished, I dropped a few hundred bucks on the table to cover my bill, the food her manager was going to make her pay for, and a hefty tip.
I never hurt for money. I had seven figures in my bank.
My family was prominent, and the college paid me well.
I stood and left before she saw me. I had an itch that I needed to have scratched, and I knew she wasn’t ready for something like that just yet.
I found my way to a local bar that I’d gone to on a few different occasions.
Inside was dimly lit, mainly by the lights on the bar and the various poker machines.
The music was loud. The women were dancing in small groups.
I wasn’t sure who was with whom since most of the guys were playing pool, darts, or hanging out around the bar.
I took a seat at the end of the bar and ordered a whiskey, drinking in the place.
One small group of women dispersed, all going in a different direction.
The bigger one went to the guy she was with, the short one went to the jukebox, and the prettiest of the group moved to the bar where she grabbed her nearly empty glass.
I watched from the corner of my eye as she slowly moved around the U-shaped bar. She slid onto the barstool that was only two seats down from me. She put her glass down and crossed her legs. Tossing her hair back, she looked over at me with a smile.
I made it a little more obvious that I was checking her out.
I placed my gaze at her six-inch heels and slowly moved my eyes up her bare legs, past her black skirt, and then up her blue top that was stretching across her big tits.
Her blonde hair was curled and hanging around her, and she used it like a tool, constantly twirling it or fluffing it, never just leaving it the fuck alone.
It was annoying as hell, but I didn’t give a shit. I only needed her for a little while.
I didn’t want to make the first move. I wanted her to want my attention. If I gave it to her without her having to work for it, she wouldn’t have been interested. I pulled my eyes away and took a sip, looking all around to make her feel like she might have some competition.
“I’m Ali.”
I turned to look at her, and I gave her a smirk. “Elliot.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” She held up her hand to shake.
I leaned over and took it, noticing how warm and soft it was as I shook it.
“Nice to meet you.” I nodded toward her empty glass. “Can I get you a drink?”
“Sure.” She smiled, happy that I noticed the hints she was dropping.
When the bartender came over, I ordered a fresh drink for both of us.
“You here alone tonight, or are you meeting up with someone?”
“I’m alone. If I had someone, I wouldn’t need to be here.” I shot her a smile.
Her brow twitched at my honesty. “It’s always surprising when I find someone who’s brutally honest, but it’s also refreshing. I don’t know when we started to dance around everything.”
“I don’t dance.”
She went back to twirling her hair around her finger. “I like that. I don’t like to dance either, but I do it because it’s customary.”
I threw back the rest of my drink. “I think we’re on the same page.”
“I know we are.” She smirked.
“You want to get out of here?”
We busted through the bathroom door, and she was already in my arms with her mouth welded to mine.
I could taste the fruity liquor on her tongue, mixed with the leftover flavor of cigarette smoke.
I wasn’t usually the carry-a-woman-away kind of guy, but she leapt into my arms the moment we stepped into the hallway that led to the bathrooms. I pushed the door shut with my left hand and locked the knob before breaking away from her mouth.
“Turn around,” I ordered, already reaching for the button on my pants.
She looked up at me with her brows knitted together. “What’s the matter, pretty boy? Don’t want to look at my face when you’re fucking me?”
I pushed my boxers down slightly, allowing my hard cock to spring free. Her head tilted down as she took in my cock. Her mouth fell open in surprise. When she looked back up, her blue eyes were sparkling with excitement.
“Wow. You’re big. I-I’ve never been with someone this size.” She quickly turned to face the mirror, putting her back to my chest and wiggling in apparent excitement.
I ignored her comment and pulled a condom from my wallet and ripped it open. “Pull down your panties.”
She slid her hands up her dress, fishing for her panties. I knew when she had them because she shimmied her hips from side to side. She pulled them down her thighs and left them around her knees.
I slid the condom into place, and then I pushed against her back, forcing her to bend forward. She pulled up her dress until her flat ass was exposed. She was nothing compared to Evelyn, but she was a warm body that would take the edge off, and I needed to take the edge off.
I didn’t want to move too quickly for Evelyn.
My little plot for revenge had turned into an obsession to have her, to make her mine, so I had to do things carefully.
Making her mine was actually better than my original plan.
Gabe would fucking hate to know that his baby sister was riding my dick every night.
I thrust into the woman in front of me. Once I was balls deep, I had forgotten her name.
She was warm and soft, but she didn’t feel as good as I knew Evelyn would.
She wasn’t tight. She didn’t make the right sounds.
She was too easy, and even though she was wet, she wasn’t dripping with excitement like Evelyn did when I teased her.
Still, I closed my eyes and tried to trick myself in order to get some relief.
There wasn’t a single thing I could think of that I didn’t want to do with Evelyn. I imagined myself bending her over my desk, just like the day I spanked her.
I relived that memory, remembering the way her skin would blush pink with every smack of the ruler.
I could hear the way she whimpered, how labored her breathing became.
I remembered thrusting my fingers into her.
I wish I’d dropped down to my knees behind her.
I wish I had buried my face in her ass as I ate her sweet pussy.
My mouth watered just from imagining how good she’d taste.
The woman in front of me orgasmed, and her body spasmed around me in waves of pleasure. I let her pull me over the edge as I thought about Evelyn coming on my face.
My release washed over me and exploded from my dick. I jerked with each sputter, filling the condom until I had nothing left to give. She collapsed in front of me, resting against the sink. I stepped away to remove the condom.
“That was amazing,” she said breathlessly, working her panties back up. “I have never been fucked that good before. Do you maybe want to exchange numbers?”
I glanced at her as I worked on fastening my pants. “I don’t think so.”
I looked into the mirror she was standing in front of, wanting to make sure I didn’t have smeared lipstick on my face or something.
Her mouth fell open. “Ugh, you’re an asshole.”
I looked at her with absolutely no emotion at all. I didn’t know that woman. I didn’t care if I did offend her or if she hated me.
“You knew what this was. Don’t get your panties in a wad now that you’ve gotten what you wanted. I thought you liked honesty.” I turned for the door.
“I can see why you’re alone now.”
I turned my head to look at her as I had one hand on the knob.
“No self-respecting woman could put up with you for that long. You’re a dickhead.”
I chuckled, and without a word, I pulled open the door and exited the bathroom.
I walked through the bar that was growing more and more crowded by the minute.
I slipped out the front door and back out into the night.
I climbed into my car, which I parked against the curb.
I made the drive home as quickly as possible, then headed inside and went straight to the shower.
I washed the woman off my body, but I could not wash her out of my mind.
It wasn’t that she was so good that she was memorable.
It was because of what she said. She could see why I was alone… I didn’t use to be alone.
“Where are we?” Anna asked when I parked the car next to the curb outside Gabe’s house.
“This is just a buddy of mine. We went to high school together, but since I left for college, the only time we really get to hang out is on breaks. I’ve been telling him and Evelyn all about you.
They can’t wait to meet you.” I went to grab the door handle, but she turned to face me, placing her hand on my leg to stop me.
“Who’s Evelyn?”
“It’s Gabe’s kid sister. Really, she’s like my kid sister, too.”
“How old is she?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know… Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen. Somewhere around there. Are you cool?”
She smiled. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t getting put in some kind of weird triangle situation, but I know you don’t date them that young.”
I chuckled.
“Are you jealous?” I asked, leaning toward her and tickling her sides.
She smacked my hands away. “What? No.”
“Yes, you are. Admit it,” I said, continuing to tickle her.
She laughed, wiggled, and tried pushing me away, but it was useless. She knew I wouldn’t stop until she gave in, so finally she said, “I was maybe a little jealous, OK?”
“That’s what I thought,” I said, moving my mouth to hers for a kiss.
“Can you blame me? You’re a catch, and all the girls want you. Just going to a football game together means that I take the chance of getting into a catfight with every girl there.”
“That’s not true, but I’m glad you see me that way.” I kissed her again. “But so that you know, I’m the lucky one here.” I kissed the corner of her mouth. “I have to keep my guard up so nobody steals you away.” I bit her lower lip.
She laughed and pushed me away. “Let’s get out of this car before we end up giving the whole neighborhood a show.”
I exited the car and moved around to open her door. She took my hand before climbing out, and we walked hand in hand up the sidewalk to the front door. I knocked and then lifted her hand to press a kiss to the back, causing her smile and her cheeks to redden.
A moment later, the door opened, and Gabe stood in front of us. “Hey, guys. Come in,” he said, taking a step back and holding the door for us.
I led her into the house and turned to face Gabe. “Gabe, this is Anna. Anna, this is an old friend of mine, Gabe.”
She smiled warmly and offered him her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“You too. Elliot has talked about you all summer long, so I’m glad you finally made it in for a visit.”
“Hey, where’s Evelyn? I want her to meet Anna.”
Gabe waved his hand through the air. “Oh, she’s at the library or something. She’ll be in later. You guys want to go hang out by the pool? I’ll grab us some beer from my dad’s garage fridge.”
“Yeah, sounds good.” Keeping her hand in mine, I led her toward the patio.
I took a seat on a deck chair, and I pulled her down into my lap. My hand slid up her thigh, and when she turned to tell me to stop, I slipped in a kiss.
Eve never came home that night to meet Anna. She’d ended up staying at her friend’s house. And Gabe?
All he did was stare at my girl.