11. West
11
WEST
I thought there was nothing sexier than Audrina riding me on my couch, half-naked with her bare tits on display, but I was wrong. There is something sexier, and as I try to concentrate on the order I’m attempting to place, all I can see is us in the shower, fucking like rabbits. I roll my neck, bleary-eyed, because after I drove her home, I couldn’t get to sleep when I returned to my apartment.
I’ve never felt this way about anyone; the way she felt in my arms, it was so right. Her warmth and the way she holds herself. She’s like no other woman I’ve ever been with.
As predicted, our showering together turned into more of the same hot sex like the couch, only this time I got to bend my little bunny and fuck her from behind. I groan when I think about Audrina’s hands splayed against the tiles, her tits bouncing as she cried out for more...
“Oh, baby, yes, right there…” she groans. My hips slam into hers as our skin slaps together. I cup her tits, and she cries out. My dirty girl is loud, and I love that about her. It’s unexpected and hot.
“Fuckin’ love this tight pussy.”
“Oh.”
“Takin’ me so good.” I glance down to where we’re joined and almost blow my load.
Audrina makes me feel like I’m ten feet tall, like I can do anything. Waiting for her was the best thing I ever did. I didn’t just reject other women because I’m proving a point; there was just no way I could bed anyone else when I’m in love with her. I can admit that to myself and somehow make it not sound creepy, but I’m certainly not going to announce it to her. The sex is fuckin’ fantastic, and her body is original sin, but it’s her mind I fell for a year ago, and it’s her sweetness that has kept me hanging on.
When I held her in my arms at Priest’s wedding, I knew it then. I never really dreamed we’d be doing this, not really, it was a fantasy that I hung onto because I thought I wasn’t good enough for someone like her. Then again, she was still prim and proper when she rode my dick and said cock.
“West, oh God, West!”
I pound into her, my balls hitting her pussy as I hold the back of her neck with one hand, and she spasms all over my dick. I follow behind, my orgasm making me dizzy.
I pull her back into my arms, the warm spray between us, my dick still buried inside her.
“Shower sex is awesome,” she sighs.
I smile, nibbling her neck. “I think any sex with you is awesome.”
“You’re just saying that because we did it in three different positions in one night. So much for me acting like a lady.”
I chuckle. “You’re always a lady, even when you’re screamin’ my name. Did I mention I’m just warmin’ up?”
She presses her back against my front, and I know she has to feel this connection between us. How good and right it feels. Does she?
“I have no idea how you have such stamina,” she says. “You’re not a silver fox anymore, West; you’re a goddamn stallion.”
This makes me laugh out loud as I kiss the side of her cheek. “I’m drivin’ you home. Don’t argue.”
“You don’t need to, I’m a big girl.”
“I know that, but I also know it’s late and dark, and I don’t want you bein’ alone out there.”
“But how will you get home if you’re driving me?”
“I’ll get an Uber.”
“West…”
“I thought about takin’ you home on my sled, but then you’d have to explain where your car was.”
She narrows her eyes. “You have thought this through.”
“I’m nothin’ if not prepared.”
She kisses me softly. “You really don’t have to do that, but thank you.”
“I’ll sleep better if I know you're safe,” I blurt.
She smiles. “Okay, but I’m paying for your Uber.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Are you going to fire me?”
“If you don’t agree to sit on my dick again, yeah.”
She slaps me on the arm. “I can’t believe you just said that.”
“What? I told you, you’ll always get the honest truth from me, baby. No matter what.”
She bites her lip. “Did I do okay?”
I pull out and take the condom off as I tie up the end and discard it. “What?”
She looks down, trying to hide again. “I mean, sex… did you enjoy yourself?”
I lift her, and she squeals as I pin her against the tiles. “I’ve fucked you three times already and had my tongue inside you. You made me come in my pants; I’m pretty sure I enjoyed myself, Peaches.”
“You know, I’m beginning to see some red flags,” she giggles.
“Oh, yeah, like?”
“Like you having a little too much fun with my body.”
“Don’t think I’ve had nearly enough.” I kiss her neck. “I’m a walkin’ red flag, baby, and you’re gonna love every second of it when I take you to bed.”
“I don’t ever remember sex being this good,” she sighs. “I thought I was closed for business forever.”
Heat pulses in my veins, and anger. I don’t like that she wasn’t treated well, and it makes me want to punch her ex in the face. Then again, I should be pleased they’re divorced and he’s out of the picture. She doesn’t have to see him again if she doesn’t want to. That gets me to thinking… are these two friends? Do they still talk? Does he check in, or is he completely absent? I know he and Nevada have a distant relationship, but they’ve been working on it. From all of what Audrina has told me, I know that he was away a lot when Nevada was growing up, and it was the two of them for a long time.
I don’t say any of these things, however, because I don’t want to upset her.
“You’re not closed for business.” My lips brush hers. “Not even close.”
I smile to myself as I break from my reverie. Let’s get real here; I can’t wipe the smile off my face. I had the best sex I’ve had in a really long time, with a woman I’m falling for hard; what could be better than that?
My smile grows wider when I text her and get an instant reply:
Me
How are you this morning?
Peaches
I feel like I did a really long work out
I smile at the idea that she might be a little sore from my pounding, but that’ll just remind her of where I’ve been every single time she moves. I puff my chest a little more.
Me
When can I see you again?
Peaches
I’m coming in to do some more bookkeeping in an hour
Of course, I already knew that.
Me
You know that’s not what I meant
Peaches
You might have to spell it out for me
I love how adventurous she’s getting. I admit that I enjoy this side of her that sasses back.
Audrina has always spoken her mind, and she never has a bad word to say about anyone, but this? The side where she lets her inhibitions go and she just enjoys herself—that’s magic time.
Me
How’s your pussy today?
Peaches
OMG!!
I chuckle, my dick hardening when I think about what we did last night and how cute she was worrying about staying out with me all night and what her adult son would say. She really is the sweetest creature I’ve ever met.
Me
You good?
Peaches
You’re insatiable
Me
When I’m with you, I am. I’ve no clue how I’m gonna get any work done with you around or keep my hands off you
Peaches
I guess we’d both do well practicing some restraint for the sake of others
I grunt, palming my dick over my jeans as I spread my legs wider. I’m in my office before opening, so it’s just me and my hand.
Me
Where’s the fun in that? And you still didn’t answer my question
Peaches
Which one again?
Me
How’s your pussy today?
Peaches
You are a very bad man. Let’s just say I can still feel you, and that isn’t very Boss-like
“Fuck,” I hiss. Am I gonna have to unzip and fuck my hand because I’m so turned on by fuckin’ texting? What is this woman doing to me?
Me
I’ll give you Boss-like over my knee, sweetheart
I can also see my angel is just as shy over sexting too, but that only makes me grin even wider. I love to shock her; it could become my new favorite pastime.
Peaches
I do not doubt that for a second
Me
So, when can I see you again, apart from work?
Peaches
Tonight
The blood in my veins heats at the idea that we could have a repeat of last night, except this time in my bed.
Me
I should take you out for dinner, if you’d like that?
Peaches
A lady doesn’t put out without a good meal first
I stare at the words, my dick so fuckin’ hard that I know I’m not going to be satisfied until I rub one out.
Me
What are you doing to me?
Peaches
I could say the same thing about you
Me
If I didn’t have a business to run, I’d be running over there right now reminding you what a man’s tongue is really for, and it ain’t talkin’
Peaches
Holy hell
Me
I’m the only one gonna do that to you, got me?
Peaches
You think I’d let anyone else do that?
I can almost picture the horror in her voice.
Me
No, but men will try bc you’re so pretty
Peaches
Keep talking
Me
And smart and sexy
Peaches
Uh, huh?
Me
And you taste like fuckin’ peaches
Peaches
You’re making me blush
Me
Glad I can be of service
Peaches
I have to go, I’ll see you in a few hours
Me
Got a hot date?
Peaches
Not until tonight, PS I know you stole my underwear
I grin wider. That I did.
Me
You were the one not wearing any
I love that my baby came to dinner without her underwear on. That will never, ever be anything other than fuckin’ hot, and I can’t get enough of her when she’s wild. Even if the only bad word she said was cock, I plan on expanding her vocabulary. Imagining her saying fuck while I fucked her would be a dream come true.
Peaches
You said to go after what I wanted
Me
That I did. You can jump me anytime
Peaches
Behave. See you later, Boss Man.
Me
x
I growl, even though she can’t hear me.
Nothing is sexier in my mind than Audrina telling me what she wants. I did go easy on her. She might not think it, but I did. What I’d do to see her tied up and tethered to my bed. Yeah, I’d give anything to experiment with her and really send her to Heaven. I’d never hurt her, but the idea of spanking that pretty, pert little ass and her pussy, fingering her as I whisper dirty things in her ear while she comes... man, I really need to go have a cold shower. I look down at my hardened dick straining against the zipper. Yeah, I need to go deal with that because it’s not going to wait until tonight, and if I don’t, by the time Audrina gets here, I’m gonna have blue balls.
Smirking, I adjust myself and stand. I need to make dinner plans...
My angel sits across from me in the fancy restaurant, eating asparagus daintily as I try to hold onto my sanity seeing her in a little black dress. She’s got her hair half up, half down and her makeup is a little heavier with dark eyeshadow and long lashes. She also wore red lipstick. I can only imagine what that color would look like all over my dick.
The restaurant is more fancy than anywhere I’ve ever been, and I feel out of place. Audrina, however, fits right in. It’s another glaring reminder that she’s out of my league and far too good for me.
“...after that I learned how to sew and keep busy, Asher was a very boisterous, active toddler,” she muses as I smile at her story. “I always wanted more kids, as I’ve told you before, but I’m really digging being a grandma to all of the kids in the club, it keeps me young.”
“You are young,” I laugh. “You’re not even fifty yet, and you’re the hottest would-be Grandma I’ve ever seen, just sayin’.”
“You do wonders for my ego.”
“Do you see your sister much?” She mentioned she lives in Florida.
“Not as much as I’d like, but I talk to her all the time, we try to see each other a couple of times a year.”
“That’s nice, is she like you?”
She shakes her head. “We’re polar opposites; she has dark hair, tans easily, and she’s tall, just like my dad.”
“That happens, but being vertically challenged has its perks.”
“Name one,” she laughs.
“Sittin’ on a plane, no need for extra leg room.”
“That’s true, but reaching things is annoying, and I’m bad on a ladder.”
“Ladders and heels don’t mix.” I don’t know how she wears them, but I’d adore her just as much in sneakers or barefoot.
The conversation is so easy with her, like it always is. She holds my attention and I hang onto every word.
She takes another sip of champagne and asks, “What about you, any siblings?”
“A younger brother who I barely speak to, he only calls when he needs money.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.” I wave it off. “Noah has always been a bit of a wildcard, not that I can say I’m a saint.”
She clears her throat, looking down at her plate. “Yes, about that.”
I pique a brow, but I think I know where this is going. “Me not bein’ a saint? Where do I start?”
Her eyes meet mine. “Bella mentioned, uh, that you went to prison one time.”
“I did.”
“What for?”
I was really hoping to avoid this conversation for as long as possible, but my past is still something I need to bring up. “There was a home invasion a few years ago, I stabbed an intruder.”
Her eyes blink. “Oh, my God, were you injured?”
I hate bringing back the memory, but for her I’ll answer any question she wants. “Yes, but it wasn’t life threatening, just cuts and scrapes.”
“Did you kill him?”
“Unfortunately not. He was arrested for aggravated assault, but because of complications with the weapon of choice, he wasn’t seen as the aggressor.”
“You’re kidding?”
“Nope, so I spent thirty days in the lockup because of a previous weapons violation. Bastard cut my arm here.” I hold out my wrist, showing her the scars. “And here.” I yank my shirt to the side so she can see the slash across the top of my chest.
“What complications were there with the weapon?”
“He used my kitchen knife.”
“Oh, God.”
“He had convictions as long as my arm, he wasn’t a good man. Should’ve buried the knife a little deeper when I had the chance.”
“I’m glad you were okay,” she says. I can see the relief in her eyes, but did she really think I’d done something terrible?
“I know it looks bad,” I say. “But I promise I’ve never hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it, and I’d never lay my hands on a woman.”
“I believe you.”
“I honestly don’t regret it. Luckily I was by myself, so nobody else got hurt. I can’t even imagine if I’d had a family in the house. There’s nothing I won’t do to protect the people I care about.” I stare at her.
“I already know that,” she whispers. “If you’re referring to that day.”
I lean forward, taking one of her hands in mine. “Are you sure you’re doin’ okay with all of that? It was a lot.”
“I was more concerned about Manny, and at first I thought you’d been hit.” She scrunches her eyes closed for a brief moment, and I watch her, my heart lurching at the memory of folding over her body like a shield. “The panic that went through me, West.” She shakes her head.
“I know.” I brush her knuckles with my thumb. “It was a horrible day, nothin’ I ever wanna repeat. One thing about this club is that they act quick, and they stick together.”
“That woman who was the shooter, how could she do something so callous?”
“Some people are made differently, and when they’re psychotic and deadly with a gun, that’s when things can take a turn for the worst,” I say.
“And poor Riot, blaming himself.” She shakes her head at the memory.
Riot is Lace’s brother and the club's secretary, and the hit was meant for him or to hurt him by shooting Lace. “It’s water under the bridge now.”
“I’m glad she’s no longer able to hurt anyone else.”
“Me too. I never want you to feel unsafe.”
Her pretty eyes shine like the color of leaves in the fall. “I don’t when I’m with you. You were so... capable and strong that day.”
“I’m good in a crisis.”
She smiles. “So, I remember you telling me you served in the military? Fixing tanks?”
“Yep, tank and truck engines, anything heavy duty. I served for almost ten years.”
“That’s incredible.”
“It wasn’t a job for the fainthearted, especially in the Middle East, but I managed to come away unscathed. I spent a lot of my younger years tryin’ to find myself, proving that I could be somebody. My family were dirt poor and didn’t have much, so I’ve always been careful with money,” I tell her. I’ve never spoken much about my family life because it’s so depressing, but when I found out about my son, things began to look up.
“You’ve done so well for yourself. Did you move here to spend more time with Priest?”
“I did.” I nod. “I’ve done well over the years, set myself up for the future, and when I started to get close with my son, I knew I wanted to be part of his life and be with the family I’d always wanted.”
She links her fingers through mine. She has no idea of the longing I’ve had in my heart to be part of something bigger.
“That’s incredible.”
“I’m a lucky man,” I say. “I got a second chance. I knew that Priest was serious about Bella, and when they found out Bella was pregnant, I wanted to be part of Jack’s life. I wanted him to know his grandpa and help where I could, even if it was just bein’ around.”
“You’re amazing with him,” she gushes. “A natural.”
I laugh. “Now I know you’re lyin’. I try, but I’m still gettin’ the hang of bein’ around babies. They’re fragile little things.”
“Wait until they start moving around,” she muses. “Then you’ll really be kept on your toes.”
“I forgot to ask if that ketchup stain came out.” The memory of seeing her breasts that time when she took her blouse off because Ade had smooshed a baloney sandwich all over her makes me chuckle. I should hire the kid to do it again.
“Yep. I did what you said.”
“Vinegar and cold water?”
“Worked like a charm; the fabric was delicate. I’ll never wear anything vintage around kids ever again.”
I know my baby likes the finer things in life, but she’s not a snob with it. She just wears it well, and why shouldn’t she have the best? “I think the nicest thing I own is a shirt Bella got me for the wedding.”
She fixes me with a gaze that travels down my body, straight to my dick. “You always look good.”
“Why, thank you, little lady.”
She brushes her hand over the chocolates I picked up from a specialty confectionary shop this afternoon. “You really are sweet for buying me chocolates.”
“They’re apparently the best in New Orleans.”
“Maybe you’d like to share one with me when we get back to your place?”
My gaze heats. “Are you tryin’ to take advantage of me, My Little Peach?”
She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear in that adorable move she plays so well. “Not trying, just hoping.”
Blood rushes to my dick. “You shouldn’t come to dinner looking like dessert if you don’t want to be eaten.”
“Touche.”
Our gazes are blazing as I enjoy the way her breath hitches in her chest. “Have you had enough to eat?”
She levels me with her pretty eyes. “Not nearly enough.”
I almost come in my pants for the second time in twenty-four hours. I turn to the waiter. “Check, please.”