Chapter 6
Chapter
Six
Trixie ordered their pizza for a five-forty minute delivery.
While she didn’t think anyone would be specifically hanging around on a Friday afternoon, she didn’t want to make it seem like she was rushing anyone.
Though he continued to use the phrase ‘wine and dine’, he was aware that she didn’t drink alcohol and he couldn’t while on parole.
Therefore, the bottle of grape juice in the back of her office fridge would be the closest thing they’d get to wine.
She ordered a bottle of Coke with the pizza just in case.
When she’d taken a bathroom break around three, she slipped into the black teddy and thong she’d purchased earlier that week.
The fact that she’d been wearing them under her coveralls for the past two hours and no one, not even Cayden, knew was a huge turn-on.
Around five-fifteen, Cayden went up to her office like they’d agreed so she could verify all the employees had left and would lock up.
She was lucky and caught the pizza delivery car pulling into the back-parking lot early.
She practically threw the man a twenty-dollar tip and then locked the door behind her without waiting for his thank you.
Flipping off all the light switches on her way back upstairs, Trixie nearly dropped the pizza and Coke bottle in her rush.
She was nervous. Watching porn to get herself off and actually having sex were two completely different things.
But she was also excited. She wanted to make this good for Cayden too.
She opened her office door to find him pacing the width of the room. As soon as she spotted him, the pizza box and Coke were dropped to the floor, completely forgotten. She leaped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
“Bed,” he managed to gasp out.
She nodded against his lips. They journeyed down the hall to the office she’d converted into an apartment.
He hadn’t been inside yet, but he knew which door was hers.
She was the only one with access to this room, though she’d secretly set Cayden up on it too.
He fumbled to get her hand unlocked from around his neck so he could press in the code and place her thumb to the pad.
Fuck it, she’d tell him he had access later on.
Her apartment wasn’t typical. The room opened to her queen bed and dresser with a small TV on the far wall.
She didn’t have a kitchen because she didn’t cook.
Instead, she had a small dorm fridge in one corner with a microwave on top.
A set of filing cabinets acted as her pantry.
Her bathroom was a converted storage closet.
Because she’d insisted on a bathtub, her sink was outside the bathroom door with the toilet practically sitting against the edge of the tub. It was small, but it was hers.
Trixie let out a shout of surprise as she was thrown backwards onto the mattress. Cayden gave a quick look around then nodded in approval, “Practical.” Then he took his own flying leap to land on top of her. Trixie let out a laugh at his antics.
“I have a surprise for you,” she whispered into his ear.
Intrigued, he lifted up over her. She squeezed her hands between them to start unsnapping her coveralls. As soon as the black lace came into view, he took over. In a quick pull, he broke open the snaps down to her navel.
“Ah, fuck, baby, you’re gorgeous.” He helped her get her arms out of the sleeves and then crawled down the bed to rip the pants off her legs. He let out an appreciative whistle. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”
Her heart swelled. “Not so bad yourself.”
He touched his crooked nose subconsciously. “I’m nothing like you.” He placed a hand on her bare ankle. “You, pretty Trixie, are a wonder and a joy, and I am the luckiest son of a selfish bitch alive to be here with you tonight.”
“Just tonight?” she asked, opening her thighs invitingly.
He shook his head, crawling up her. “Tonight, tomorrow, next week, next year, it’ll never be long enough.”
“Bold words,” she purred, “but you haven’t found your surprise yet.”
He stopped, his mouth hovering over her belly. He gripped the lace covering her torso. “This isn’t my surprise?”
She shook her head with a coy smile. “That is just a fashion choice.”
“Best damn fashion choice I’ve ever seen,” he drawled, his eyes lingering on her pebbled nipples covered by the thin black lace. “So, where’s my surprise?”
“Get naked and I’ll tell you.”
She laughed as his clothes were shed in seconds.
She wanted a chance to look at him in all his naked glory, but she figured there would be time for that later.
Naked, and completely unashamed by it, he laid himself between her legs.
She could feel his erection pressing up against her sensitive folds, and a shiver ran through her.
“Trix, look at me.”
She hadn’t realized she’d closed her eyes. She opened them to look up into his mismatched set. God, she loved those eyes. Loved how unique they were but, more so, she loved how they sparkled like they had adapted a special hue just for her.
“I’ll make this good for you, but if for any reason you want to stop—”
She shook her head quickly. “No, I want this.”
“I know, baby girl.” He gave her that cocky smile she loved. “But I’ve never been with a virgin before. I need you to tell me if I am hurting you.”
Oh, that made sense. She nodded, “Okay.”
Cayden cupped her face and then rolled his hips against hers. Trixie gasped, the thin lace of her thong providing no protection between his arousal and hers. Yeah, definitely different than porn and her hand.
She placed her hands on his arm muscles. He was hard all over, but still soft. Inside, Cayden was all sweetness and mush.
“I am not sure what thought brought on that smile, but hold onto it. You are never more beautiful than when you smile like that.” He rubbed himself against her again.
A shiver ran through her. “Cayden, please…”
“God, I love it when you say my name.” He ducked his head down to press his mouth against the crook of her throat. “You don’t say it enough.”
She widened her legs, pushed up, and purred into his ear, “Cayden.”
She felt his body tremble. “Damn, woman. I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.”
Neither would she. At least she had a faster rebound time, though. “You talk too much.”
Something akin to a growl escaped him, and he latched onto her nipple through the lacy teddy. Her back arched up into his mouth as she gasped. Trixie wrapped her arms around him, needing him closer. Pleasure rippled through her like a whirlwind.
Trixie had pinched her nipples before to heighten her orgasm, but it was nothing like the sensations of having his mouth on them.
He was feasting on her, drawing out her pleasure by switching back and forth between her tits.
She gripped him tightly, likely marking him with her nails.
Given her job, she always kept her nails short and rounded.
She hoped she didn’t hurt him too badly with them.
But even if she did, she doubted he would complain about it.
Suddenly he picked up his head. “Does this piece of lace hold any sentimentality to you?”
It took her a moment to understand his words and then another to realize she didn’t have it in her to speak. She shook her head. When had he undone her hair? It was loose and splayed out wildly all over her pillow. She swiped it out of her face, not wanting to miss a second of his lovemaking.
A quick tear later and her teddy was laying at her sides with only her thong remaining as any sense of clothing. Kneeling between her legs, Cayden tucked his finger through the string and started to pull it down. The moment her pussy was revealed, he stopped and looked up at her in wonder.
She smiled at him but was unable to say surprise.
He bent down and pressed a kiss to her sensitive bare skin.
The waxer had warned her not to have sex following her waxing, but Trixie wasn’t going to risk this night on her last-minute decision to remove her pubic hair.
Her skin was certainly tender. She hoped it was worth it.
Waxing had been a bit more painful than she’d been expecting.
That look of pleasure in Cayden’s eyes, though, made up for it without a doubt. If keeping herself waxed kept that look in his eyes, she’d make a standing appointment at the spa.
Lifting his head, he rested his chin on her sex. “I love my surprise.”
Looking down the length of her body at him, Trixie wished she had her phone. She wanted a picture of this moment, so she’d remember it always. Her perfect Kodak moment. He was breathtaking, locking eyes with her across her naked form. She never wanted to lose this memory of her Cocky Biker.
She unwrapped her legs from his hips so he could take the thong off. She was still more dressed than he was with her teddy splayed out at her sides.
“Trixie, look at me.” Damn, she really needed to stop closing her eyes. “Watch me, Trixie. Watch me bring you pleasure.”
Gooseflesh rose all along her body as she did just that. He was using his right hand as he played with her exposed, aroused clit. He rubbed it and tweaked it. Then he moved down to her pussy and inserted a single finger. Her hips bucked.
“No, watch me.” Her eyes flew open at his command. His eyes were bright as he stared back at her. She was so glad she’d remembered to turn on her lights in their rush to get to her bed.
He slipped a second finger in. She’d pressed her own fingers inside her vagina before, but this was different. She could feel him going further than she’d ever been able to make her own hand go. He pressed on her clit from inside her, forcing a gasp from her lips.
A haze of warmth and pleasure washed over her. She didn’t know what was up and what was down. Her hips moved on their own, matching his fingers’ motion. She planted her feet flat on the bed to get a better purchase.