16. Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen
Noah
My alarm is going off in the other room. I grumble to myself as I don’t want to move right now. Amelia’s in my arms and sleeping so soundly. We spent most of the night fucking, talking, and laughing. I’ve never felt this about someone after just knowing someone for twenty-four hours. It’s unbelievable. I gingerly move Amelia out of my arms. I kiss her shoulder blade as I throw on my boxers from last night and head to the living room to shut my phone off. I don’t want to be disturbed until I have coffee and breakfast made for her. I use the bathroom, wash my hands, and head to the kitchen. Since I just did the grocery shopping, I know I have a freezer full of food. I whip up some eggs, cut veggies, and fry turkey bacon and sausage. I’m making my Dad’s famous omelets. The coffee machine beeps, so I pour myself a cup of coffee.
As if right on cue, I hear my bathroom door shut. I smile as last night’s festivities play back in my head. The feel of her wet pussy strangling my cock as she came all over it. The feel of her mouth on my body as she kissed down my chest to my cock. I feel my cock hardening, just thinking about how I want to sink into her again. I check out the clock on my microwave and try to calculate if I could fuck her after we eat.
“If you’re thinking about fucking me again, you need to feed me first.” Amelia stands in the kitchen doorway. I smile at her.
Pointing to her hair, “Now I get the Medusa road name.” I wink. She sticks her tongue out at me. “Is that a promise for later?” Amelia laughs as she walks to me, and I lean down to kiss her. “How are you feeling today?”
“I’m good. I feel like I have a clear mind. I’m not as anxious about my sister. I know I need her to fall on her own, but I will do what I can to help with the landing, but I can’t prevent it.”
“I’m sorry. I hope you know I’m here if you need me.” She nods. “Now, I don’t have creamer, but I do have milk.”
“I take my black coffee with some sugar unless I hit up Starbucks, and then I’m getting the most sugary drink I can.” She smiles. “This smells amazing.”
“My Dad,” I explain to her how I call my sperm donor father as he has disowned me more times than I can think of and how my stepdad is more my Dad than I could've imagined. “Taught me how to cook some dishes. My mom bought me a crockpot and gave me a cookbook. When I was a lawyer, I never used it because I would be working fifteen hours a day. Now, I feel like I can use it to explore cooking. The bacon and sausage is turkey. I like the taste better, but if you like anything special, there is a notepad on the fridge, so add it to the list.”
“Plan on cooking for me a lot?” She sits at the kitchen table, and I bring her the food as she sips her coffee. I also grab some glasses and orange juice.
“I hope I will be.” We eat in silence for a few minutes. I break the silence and ask what her plan for the day was.
“I need to get to the clubhouse and fix this mess.” She points to her hair, which makes me smile. “Then I need to head to the club. I’m bartending tonight. I need to do inventory.” She groans.
“Club? What businesses do you have? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“The Valkyries own Smitty’s dojo, but he runs it. I tried to give it to him, but he wanted nothing to do with the business side of things. We also have a BDSM sex club, which is where I’m working tonight. We also have a spa that offers hair, nails, and massages. We don’t offer happy endings. I also own 20 percent of Tanner’s Auto Body Shop.”
“So I just slept with the boss.” I tease her, making her laugh. “Wait, you own a sex club?”
“Yes. It’s not as dirty as people think. We don’t offer services. Couples come and explore their sexuality. Some rooms are soundproof, and some doors have a two-way mirror if you are into having people watch you.” I raise an eyebrow at her. “There’s also a club where you can dance and drink.”
“Is that profitable?” My curiosity peaked.
“Yeah. We get people from the big cities coming in. We are looking into buying some property to build a hotel for out-of-towners so they can drink, party, have some sex, and then stay the night. This town only has one bed and breakfast. We also offer classes for newbies in the BDSM world.”
“Are you into that?”
“Some aspects, yes. What about you?” She takes a bite of her omelet.
“I’ve never explored it, but I'm not against it. I might have to try some of the classes, so I don’t accidentally hurt you.” She blushes. Amelia’s phone rings, and she groans as she stands to find it. I point to the charger on the counter. She thanks me.
“What’s up?” She answers the phone and heads back to the table to finish eating. “I’m not at the clubhouse? You don’t say. Bubbles, I’m okay. I’m with our lawyer.” I wink at her. I point to her empty coffee mug, and she nods. I take her cup to grab her some more coffee. Amelia looks at me, “What time do you need to go to work?” I check my phone to see the time.
“In about an hour.” She tells Bubbles she’ll see her at the clubhouse in an hour, then hangs up with her. “Now, if we’re done with breakfast, how about we shower? I want to sink my cock inside that hot pussy one more time before I have to spend the day with your brother.” She nods, and I throw her over my shoulder, making her laugh even harder.
Shower sex isn’t always easy, but with her being almost a foot smaller than me, I’m able to hold her up in my arms just right to slam my cock into Amelia’s wet, hot pussy.