Chapter 6 Party/Dip
A couple of weeks later, on a Monday morning that was warmer than the seasonal norm, Nicki was getting her work purse together.
Fitted with her standard long navy pencil skirt, and a new baby-blue silk blouse, Nicki was more excited than usual.
The crew at the Compound were ecstatic about Tyler’s return to the office, after almost a two-month recovery from his gunshot wound to the thigh.
Tyler couldn’t stand another minute of working remotely and being away from Nicki all day long.
He came downstairs and paused to look at Nicki sliding on her high heels.
“How do you always look so effortlessly sexy like that?” he asked, as he leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms.
“Pfft, look who’s talking, honey. You’re the sexy one,” Nicki answered. “Come on, let’s go!”
“Why are you so eager to get to work?”
“Because it’s your first day back and the guys are excited, come on!” she replied, and adjusted her bag strap over her shoulder.
Tyler continued his devilish stare, unmoved. His eyes feasted on the buffet of femininity before him. The silk against her glowing skin, the chocolate in her hair, her pistachio green eyes, her sweet strawberry scent, the curved shape of her body.
She paused at the marble kitchen island and looked at him impatiently with her hand on her hip.
“Put your purse down,” Tyler said plainly.
She had a feeling she knew what game he wanted to play.
“Honey, we have to go,” she whispered.
“I said, put your purse down.”
Nicki removed the bag from her shoulder and put it down on the closest bar stool. She stood still.
“Now turn and face the counter,” Tyler instructed, twirling his finger.
Nicki’s pulse elevated and she did what she was told.
Tyler walked up to her now and stood behind her.
He placed his hands on her waist and pulled it back, over his front. Then he thrusted forward, so that she bent over the counter and gasped.
Tyler moved his hands slowly over her ass and down her legs to the end of her skirt.
He pulled the end of it up slowly until it was at her waist.
He then took his hand and caressed his fingers delicately over top of the material of her black thong, between her legs.
“Let’s see if I’m going to need to put my fingers in your mouth before I finger your pussy,” he slithered into her ear.
“No,” Nicki whispered.
Tyler put his left hand around her neck and squeezed it so her face winced upward.
“What did you say? Did you say no to me?” he growled.
Nicki shook her head.
“No, you don’t need to finger my mouth.”
Tyler squeezed Nicki’s neck tighter. It only made her want him more.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” he said sternly.
He gently pulled her thong to the side, and slid his two fingers in along her slit, only to feel the warmest, wettest sensation he has yet.
“Fuuuuck, baby!” he yelled out.
“I told you,” she quipped.
“Look how wet you are for me. And what you do to me.” He pulled one of her arms behind her back and guided her hand to feel his monster erection inside of his pants.
“Mmmmm, baby… let’s go to the couch, I’m worried about your leg,” she said.
“You should be worried about my cock because it hasn’t fucked your perfect pussy in two days,” Tyler said, now dropping his pants where he stood and making her feel his bare cock with her hand again.
“It’s so hard, baby,” Nicki whispered.
“Yeah, you’re about to feel how hard it is.”
He put his arms around her and felt both of her breasts with his hands.
He squeezed them gently and then ripped her blouse from the front. Buttons everywhere.
Tyler then unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor.
“Bend over so I can fuck you so hard, my come will spill out of your beautiful mouth!” he demanded.
Tyler directed Nicki to bend over before him and he slid his cock up her throbbing, wet pussy. It was aching for him.
“Mmmm, baby!” she said.
He thrusted into her, and penetrated every fear and doubt in her.
He thrusted harder and deeper, in and out of her, with her hard nipples rubbing against the cold marble counter, giving her the most potent of sensations.
She wanted his cock more than anything in that moment and she screamed out in pleasure as he railed her.
He slowed down. Pumping her with hard thrusts that made her squeal over the counter.
He gathered her hair. He sped up his thrusts. Tyler fucked Nicki as hard as he imagined he would in his dirtiest of fantasies. He was almost there, so he grabbed her hair tighter, wrapping the silky long locks around his fist and pulled it hard.
“Aaaah!” Nicki winced in pleasure. “You can fuck me harder!” Nicki screamed out as she was swimming in lust and was close to coming herself.
Tyler pushed her back onto the counter, bending her over fully and thrusting even harder now, about to erupt like a volcano of semen. His hand pressed the side of her head down against the counter.
Nicki clutched her gold lion’s tooth pendant in her hand as Tyler fucked her violently over the marble.
“Fuuuuuck!” he screamed as sweat beaded down his face and he exploded inside of her pussy and into her orgasm.
“Baby!” she cried out.
He lifted her off the counter while he was still inside of her and guided her down to all fours on the ground. He let her come down as he squeezed himself in a few more times and basked in the pleasure.
He pulled out slowly.
Nicki remained on all fours, exasperated. Pussy swollen from his delicious assault.
She turned around, removed her high heels and sat down on the floor, knees bent, sitting on her feet in front of him.
“One last drop for me?” she asked innocently, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out.
Her breasts were perky and teasing him.
Tyler exhaled defeatedly in his disbelief of her sexy playfulness and guided the tip of his cock onto her tongue gently as he stood before her.
He pulled it forward, hard, and squeezed out the last drop onto her beckoning pink tongue.
She looked at his massive cock and then up at him, and licked the end delicately with the tip of her tongue.
“Mmmm, next time I want all of it in my mouth.”
Tyler scoffed and collapsed down on the floor next to her.
“I don’t know what I did in my life to deserve you,” he said.
Nicki put her head on his chest and they lay together; their bodies steaming on the cold kitchen floor.
Tyler drove Nicki to the Compound in his Revuelto, for the first time this year. The sun was beaming and the spring smell infused the air, offering a hopeful energy among the bird songs.
Nicki closed her eyes and let Tyler have his fun, revving the Bat Mobile down the tree-lined streets.
“Ah, I missed this beast!” he shouted.
They were an hour late due to Tyler’s spontaneous morning activities.
As soon the front door opened, the crew all cheered and met Tyler happily at the door.
“There he is!” Vinnie shouted
“Alpha!” a couple voices shouted.
Trevor came at Tyler with his fists up in a playful boxing square up. “Let me know when you want to spar again, brother!”
“Ha! Good one, Trevor!” Nicki shouted from across the room.
The guys all laughed and hugged Tyler, eager for their leader’s return.
Nicki sneaked into the garage and came out with a large cake with an old picture of Tyler and Jake together on it.
“Now, this is for Tyler’s return back to the Compound, and a big happy birthday to Jakey!” she shouted, placing the candle-lit cake on the dining room table.
Even she was proud of herself that she braved the live fire.
“Heeey, thanks, Nicki!” Jake said and went over to blow out his candles.
Tyler and Tommy gave Jake a big bro birthday hug.
“Happy birthday, motherfucker!” Vinnie shouted.
The mood was a mixture of relief, hope and new energy. Everyone was happy Tyler was back and he never felt better, apart from the image of Nicki’s candid yoga picture branded in his mind, reminding him to stick to Kane’s demands.
After cake and coffee, Tyler made an announcement to the group.
“Alright. So, a big thank you to all you guys for holding down the fort and taking care of the business. Tommy boy, good job, I bet you’re done with signing approvals for me—”
“Yeah, finally!” Tommy interjected, nodding his head rigorously.
Tyler continued. “As you all know, we will have three more deliveries to take care of to Vancouver. Starting with the first one in a couple of weeks. After that, we lay low. Focusing on engine parts only and keeping it clean.”
“Wait. Alpha. So are we really going to hand over our piece of the gun pie just like that to the Leemans?” Tico asked, leaning back against the wall.
Tyler looked at him expressionless and glanced over at Nicki, who was standing in the kitchen. She tucked her hair behind her ears nervously.
“Yeah, we are,” Tyler replied.
An awkward silence came over them.
Tico scoffed and shook his head.
It was the end of an era the crew wasn’t ready for.
Guilt steeped inside of Nicki’s stomach as she watched the sullen, disappointed faces of everyone around the living room.
The meeting dispersed and the guys all went back to their usual tasks. Nicki asked Tyler to speak with him in her office.
“I actually wanted to speak to you about something too, but you go first,” Tyler said, closing the French doors of the office behind him and walking over to join Nicki on the couch.
Nicki took a few seconds to collect her words.
“Tyler, you know I love the idea of you guys not being involved in dealing guns anymore. But I really hate that it’s because of me. I know the guys are not thrilled and I feel really bad about it. But what can I do? Nothing!” Nicki said.
Tyler let out a small smile.
“Nicki, the guys understand and support the reason we are doing this. You don’t have to worry about that.
It’s the Leemans that they are bothered by.
The whole Leeman Family is a snake pit. And the guys just hate that it’s them that are taking over our territory, of all rivals, that’s all.
They are not taking this lightly. But they’ll get over it. ”
Nicki leaned over and gave him a hug. They held each other quietly for a minute.
“It’s just such a mess. I’m sorry,” she said softly.