Chapter 5

CHAPTER FIVE

HAVE DICK, WILL TRAVEL

Aldrich

It did not escape Aldrich’s notice that Sorinah didn’t even ask where the car would take her once she was picked up. It was a good sign. She trusted him, and if their arrangement were to work, they needed trust.

The anticipation of her arrival was distracting. Luckily, he had some work to occupy his time. He’d flown from Montreal to Toronto on a whim before flying home. It paid off once he found out she was available tonight.

Maybe it was a little eager, but Aldrich was curbside when the car service arrived at his townhouse. He owned the three dwellings but occupied one of the end units. The other two townhouses were leased for long-term rentals to wealthy expats.

“Hello,” he greeted as the driver opened the door for her.

She looked gorgeous. Her outfit didn’t cling to her curves, yet the bronze dress, which looked like a long shirt hitting right above her knees, was very alluring.

Maybe because the buttons screamed, unbutton me!

Or was it how easy it was to imagine it could be his shirt she was wearing.

What was it about a woman wearing a man’s discarded clothes that was such a turn-on?

“Hey,” she responded, allowing him to tuck her hand in the crook of his arm.

“Whose place is this?” she asked as they walked up the stairs to the entrance.

“Mine.” He opened the door and ushered her in.

“Nice.” She slipped out of her heels and followed him to the living room.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“No. I’m good for now.”

“Have a seat. Make yourself comfortable.”

“Why do you have a place in Toronto?” she asked once she was settled on the couch.

The scepticism in her voice was very loud and clear. But no, he didn’t purchase property so he could have hookups with her. His time with her was enjoyable, but come on!

He sat beside her, turning his body so that they could face each other.

“Because my brother- and sister-in-law live here part-time, and I’ll visit.”

“Why don’t you just stay at their house?”

His face distorted, a grimace twisting his features as if the mere suggestion caused him physical discomfort. Before Aldrich could answer, Sorinah snorted, her laughter sharp and disbelieving. “It can’t be that serious.”

“Yeah. I don’t do overnights at people’s houses.” He would rather be shot than spend the night over at someone else’s home. Especially the loved-up newlyweds.

“You like to stay in your own yard?”

What the hell was she doing? Some bad Jamaican accent. He sighed in disappointment. “You know that’s Jamaican, right? But yes. I prefer to be in my own space.”

“I guess I get it, but how often will you be in Toronto?”

He shrugged; really, it didn’t matter to him. Travelling as much as he did required him to make concessions for his comfort. Besides, property was an investment. “Not very often.”

“Then why don’t you stay in a hotel while you are here in Toronto?”

The response seemed obvious to him, but he answered anyway. “Because we don’t have hotels in Toronto.”

“Then stay at a Lancaster. Their hotels are on par with the Velkomst.”

“What did you say?” He sputtered. What the hell was wrong with her? “Woman, I would never!”

She giggled. “Are the Lancasters and Velkomst like enemies?”

“Let’s say our families have a history. I wouldn’t step foot in a Lancaster.”

Aldrich didn’t want to think about the Lancasters and his family’s contentious relationship with them. His focus was on the sexy woman in front of him, and his desire to be balls deep inside her. He resisted the urge to touch her; they had things to discuss.

“Have you thought about what rules you’d like in place for our arrangement?”

At the mention of their arrangement, her entire demeanour changed. She sat up straighter. As she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, he watched her chest rise and fall.

“It feels like you are taking this as a foregone conclusion, but…” She held up her hand when he tried to respond. “I have been giving this some thought. For me to agree to this, I have some non-negotiables.”

“Such as?”

“First, I don’t want Mars to know about us.”

Aldrich nodded. “Of course.”

“Building on that, we can never meet at my place, although it doesn’t matter whether he is there.”

“I have no issue with that.” Aldrich really didn’t mind; he had this place. In fact, he respected how protective she was of her son. “And?”

“And I think we should keep it light, just for fun.”

“What does that mean?”

“To be clear, we aren’t in a relationship. We are just two people who enjoy sleeping together, and we get together from time to time to have sex. That’s it.”

“Anything else?” His tone was casual, almost bored, although it belied how he felt.

“Oh! This is another nonstarter. We have to always use condoms. They are a must. Always!” She pressed her hand to her chest.

“Absolutely.” It was a regular practise of his.

“Great. So, what rules do you have?”

God, she had sexy eyes. They were distracting, but there was something he had to address, which was important to him.

“I wouldn’t call it a rule. Honesty is a thing for me.

It’s my creed to bring that to all my relationships, irrespective of the type, whether it’s business or personal.

” He took her hand. “Sorinah, I will never lie to you. Even if it’s something you may not want to hear.

All I ask is you consider paying me the same courtesy. ” He held her gaze until she nodded.

“I can do that. For the record, honesty is important to me too.”

“Let’s see. Whenever you want our arrangement to end, just say the word.”

“Obviously.”

He couldn’t help but smile at the sass in her tone, the way it curled around her words like a challenge. “The phone works both ways, so whenever you want us to meet up, feel free to initiate a visit. Have dick, will travel.”

Her eyes widened, and she blinked comically, as if processing the sheer boldness of his words. “Why are you so ridiculous!?” She laughed, and it was sexy and infectious.

“Just stating facts. Are we finished talking?” Fuck, he knew he was finished. Her fragrance was so seductive.

“So, I have a question,” Sorinah announced.

Aldrich paused as he undid the last button on his shirt.

They were finally in his bedroom. A feeling of excitement surged through him at the thought of fucking her again.

He couldn’t wait to feel her body press against his.

The anticipation was almost too much to bear, and he knew this time would be even better than the last.

Her having a question came as a surprise. He thought they had discussed everything and were on the same page. But if she needed to talk things through some more, he would wait. Her comfort was imperative.

“What is it?” Aldrich asked. “I thought we had talked through our agreement.”

“You’re sounding impatient, DH.” Her tone was playful as she nibbled her bottom lip. “We have, but this one is a bedroom question.”

“I’m looking forward to getting my hands on you, but it can wait. What do you want to ask?”

“Do you always have to be in charge?”

Her question caught him off guard. It wasn’t what he was expecting. “Charge? In charge of what?”

“Every time we’ve been together, you’ve gone all dominant alpha male on me. My question is, are you married to being in charge? Or would you be cool with letting me lead things?” As she spoke, she closed the space between them until she was within arm’s reach.

Aldrich was intrigued. It was his preference to be in charge in the bedroom, and his previous partners approved of that. Leave it to Sorinah to be the first to switch things up.

“I have no problem letting you take the lead.” It surprised him how easily he conceded. The change could be interesting, especially since the experience would be with her.

“Nice. Then, I want to be in charge right now. First, I’m going to give you a blow job that makes you forget where you are. Then, I’m going to ride you until we both come. Cool?”

The visual had the blood rushing to his groin. “Am I supposed to put up an objection?”

“I like that you’re so agreeable. I’ll take care of getting you out of your clothes. Don’t move until I’m done.”

A mixture of a smirk and a smile merged on his lips. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“Ooh, I like that. Keep that energy, DH.”

Despite his best efforts, he couldn’t hold back his laughter. He tried to suppress it, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He watched as she took her time taking off her dress, folded it, and hung it over the chair. His eyes narrowed. Her actions were oddly familiar. She was mocking him and enjoying herself. Well, he was patient. The tables would flip, and payback would be a bitch.

There were other things to concentrate on.

Like, how his fucking mouth watered over her matching lingerie set.

Her black bra was sheer and displayed plump, hardened plum-coloured nipples.

Her black panties hugged her curves perfectly, leaving little to the imagination.

The sight of her in that lingerie set made him ache with desire, his pulse quickening with every passing moment.

He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, his mind consumed by the thought of what was to come.

Her body was so inviting! He barely bit back his groan.

Yeah. He was second-guessing letting her take the lead. The image she presented made him want to slip on a rubber, pull those panties to the side, slide between her plump folds, and sink into her scorching core.

“Nope. You are going to stick to your word,” she announced, as if she could read his thoughts. “You promised.”

“Yeah, I did.” He nodded.

Thank God he was a disciplined man, because standing still as she methodically undressed him drove him to the brink. She took her time slipping his shirt off shoulders. His shirt was given the same care as her dress.

Her feather-soft touches were brief but made his heart rate increase.

Cause he didn’t think it was possible to get any harder.

Finally, when she stripped naked, added his discarded clothing on the chair, she put her hands on her hips then admired her handiwork.

She managed to look sexy and adorable at the same time.

She stuck her tongue out at the side of her mouth.

“So?” he arched an eyebrow at her.

She pursed her lips playfully, and his cock jumped just from her appreciative glance. Yeah, fuck, he was ready for what came next.

The next thing he knew, Aldrich was free-falling backward onto the bed.

Shit! Her sultry laughter rang out, filling the air.

Straddling his legs, she positioned herself so she was eye level with his dick.

She didn’t hesitate as she wrapped a hand around his hardened length. She stroked him slowly, her grip firm.

Lifting his head, he watched mesmerised as she brought her lips towards his bulbous head, stopping just short of making contact.

“I’ve been looking forward to this,” she whispered, her voice sultry.

She held him there, teasing him with her breath, her lips hovering just above his skin. His body tensed, anticipation coursing through him. She smiled wickedly, her eyes locked on his, before finally closing the distance. The warmth of her mouth enveloped him, and he shuddered with pleasure.

With a sigh of appreciation, he groaned, “Fuckkkkk.”

He stroked her arm. There was a loud pop as she released his dick from her mouth.

“No touching. Keep your hands to yourself, DH.”

He gripped the sheets. His breath hitched. Sorinah moved with intentional slowness, prolonging the sweet torment. Her tongue traced patterns that made him arch involuntarily.

Holy shit, she has a talented mouth. Her lips moved with expert precision. Every touch, every flick of her tongue, drove him closer to the edge. This wasn’t the way he wanted to come.

“Kitten, stop,” he pleaded.

She shook her head, ignoring him. He was at her mercy, and she revelled in it. She pulled back, her lips glistening, and grinned.

“You’re lucky I have other plans for you.” She winked at him, releasing his dick. “Where are the condoms?”

“Top drawer,” he instructed, pointing at the nightstand. Aldrich attempted to sit up.

“You stay still. Don’t move,” she sang.

Sorinah was so bossy. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her. God! Her confidence made her even sexier.

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