“Greedy.”
“Greedy, needy. It’s okay to admit that you are just as attracted to me as I am attracted to you. This doesn’t make you easy or a slut.” Damn he was reading my slutty mind. “It makes you honest. It’s okay.”
I shook my head. I didn’t have anything clever to say after he hit me with the truth. I guess I have a freak flag after all.
“Bash, this is too much too soon.”
“No Nina.” Bash grabbed my jaw with his free hand. “Say that you’re okay.”
I didn’t even put up a fight. “Okay.” I sighed the O and the K in between his quick tender kisses. This feels so good. He feels so good.
“I know that you feel this unquestionable connection. This undeniable attraction.” He passionately kissed me slowly on the lips before pulling away to gaze at me.
“I do. I feel it.” I whispered. He closed his eyes slowly. That slow action sent a gush of my hot juice flowing to my panties. Damn, he has the longest blondest eyelashes ever.
Bash’s hand glided from my knee up the length of my thighs. I didn’t want him to feel my wetness. It would be embarrassing. But like he said I needed to be honest. His dreamy eyes opened and they were looking directly inside my soul. I had to stare into his eyes. I lost control of all head functions and motor skills. I slightly opened my legs. I wanted him to touch me in my most sacred place. I wanted it. I craved it. Why did I want it? Why did I crave it?
Bash blinked at my wanton invitation. Oh, those lashes. His thick long digits scrapped the lace fabric that covered my juice box. His fingers danced around the lace. He was brazenly teasing me as I opened my legs just a bit wider than before. What am I doing? It’s his fault. What is he making me do?
He used a few of his fingers to move the fabric crotch of my panties off to the side. Air lightly brushed against my pussy lips. It was the air that blew from the vents on the floor. Bash left my nipple exposed and the air made it pucker into a fine point.
“Are you wet for me?” He mumbled over my quivering lips.
“Yesssssss.” I groaned.
“Who am I?”
“OHHHHH!!!” He plunged what felt like two fingers inside my wet hole. I sighed once I felt my walls close around his thick warm fingers. “Oh Sebastian!!!”
“Say it again.”
“Hoh! Sebastian!!!” My ‘Oh’ got an ‘H’ rightfully added to it. I was acting like hoe in this car, with this man, a strange man. Maybe not strange but a stranger. Fuck it! Viva la hoes.
He moved his fingers in and out of me. His teasing thumb rubbed at my sensitive engorged clit. Bash had exposed my other nipple and with his free hand. He twisted it so hard and fast. I was squirming with an intensity I had never felt before. I closed my eyes when his wet mouth took my full breast. He pulled back and latched on to my nipple. Then he pushed my entire breast in his mouth. I was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. What is this man doing to me?
I opened my eyes and stared over the dash and out the front window. There was a woman sitting in her parked car in front of mine. She was staring at us. How long had she been watching? She made eye contact with me and she wasn’t looking away.
I could clearly see her face. She was maybe forty something, with ash blonde hair. She wasn’t appalled or disgusted she was watching us like we were on Netflix. Oh my! I closed in eyes when Bash hit that live wire on my clit.
Bash’s fingers felt so perfectly electric. My body was throbbing with need and he was doing his best to fulfill that need. He was working hard to get me there, somewhere over the rainbow. I could see all the colors. I couldn’t stop him. I didn’t want to stop him. My good girl ship had set sail and been taken over by pirates. Where is Captain Phillips when you need him? A brief moment of common clarity chipped at my slutty haze.
“Bash we need to--”
He shut me up with his forceful kisses. He blocked my train of thought with his masterful tongue. He pulled away to lick my lips.
“I have to make you cum.” He whispered in my ear. The first thing that popped into my head was ‘
do you Boo-Boo
.’ Please do, make me cum. I wanted him to fulfill his goal.
His thumb continued to massage my clit and his fingers worked inside me with speed and precision. He had called it. BINGO! He was going to actually make me cum or either die. I could feel it coming on like a locomotive. A rapid wave of excitement building from my toes, attacking my knees, running up the inside of my thighs and seconds from spilling out my dripping hole. The rare intensity was clawing at my belly and begging to free itself. My stomach was flipping hard. I was almost there.
I opened my eyes as Bash took my breast deep in his mouth. I ruffled his hair and pushed him further down on my breast. His nose smashed into my skin as I tried to smother him in chocolate, drown him in the hot cocoa that was Nina.
The woman in the car was still watching us. Her mouth was open but she was very still. I couldn’t keep my eyes open because I was about to explode. The palm of my hand involuntarily patted the glass of my driver’s side window.
“Ahhhhhh!!!” My body shook as he made me cum all over my tan leather seats. “Ohhhhh!!!” I tapped the window twice and grabbed the door handle. I bit my lip to hold in the long list of profanities that would escape. He didn’t need to know I had so many bad words in my vocabulary. I didn’t want him to know that about me. Not yet.
My vagina was vibrating. My body would be shaking but I was trying so hard to be very still.
Bash tried to remove his fingers from my insides and I grabbed his wrist before he could vacate me.
“Wait.” I was out of breath. He was smiling and watching me closely as I slowly opened my eyes. “Slow.” I said. I needed to get ready for his fingers to abandon me. I had his palm gripped so tight.
He batted his lashes and smiled at me. He slowly eased out of me and I could hear the sloppiness of my orgasm leave with him. His hand and mostly his fingers were drenched. He raised his wet fingers to his nose and took a whiff. He closed his eyes and he breathed in my hot summer scent. He took his fingers and painted my lips with my cum. Okay? That’s different.
Bash leaned over to kiss me but he licked my lips clean instead. He then pushed his tongue inside my mouth and kissed me like he had never kissed me before. Damn he was good.
I quickly covered my breast by placing them back in my bra. We both sat quietly for a few seconds. I was so embarrassed but I couldn’t run away. I could feel his sweltering eyes on me. I tried to teleport myself to the comfort of my own home. That didn’t work. I had no choice but to look his way.
“You are so beautiful after you come.”
I pressed my lips together, holding onto my smile. That was a kind of sweet thing to say.
“Nina don’t ditch me. We’re going to dinner tonight. I have more to offer. I just wanted to give you a taste.”
“Okay.” I knew he deserved a complete coherent sentence but damn I was mentally and physically exhausted. I had just slutted it out in my car with some random man. Truth be told, Sebastian Vandervol was no random man. He was the type of man that could make a woman act a fool. Good thing those days are over for me. What happened here today doesn’t make me a fool. It just makes me horny.
“I will see you at seven.” He kissed me quick and left me sitting alone in my car. I grabbed my purse off the floor and tossed it in the passenger seat.
Oh boy.
I had a stupid smile painted all over my face when I drove home. I didn’t remember stopping at any stoplights or stop signs. I was in Lala land. I was stress free at this very moment. Bash did that thing-thing and it felt so breathtakingly good.
I started singing
Happy
by Pharell when it came on the radio. I don’t even care for his music. If dinner happens I will have to have more of whatever Bash is serving. I never had a fling or a one-night stand. But this time I think I can do it. I need this. I need to be desired by another man, some random man. I treat myself to shoes, purses and clothes all the time. Why can’t I treat myself to some good dick? I can. If I don’t chicken out.
I pulled into my condo complex. No service trucks were blocking my garage. I used my clicker and pulled in. The garage door closed and I just sat inside my car for a while.
I recalled my hot time with Bash. I remembered to turn the car off considering I was all spacey. No need to die of carbon monoxide poisoning because I’m on a natural high. I reminisced on what happened in my car. Oddly I had blocked out David my ex. He was the reason I was visiting the police station in the first place. If I didn’t hate him so much I could give him a mental note of gratitude. His sorry ass was the reason I was at the damn police station.
I finally went inside the house and removed all my clothes. I drew myself a bath. I didn’t brush my teeth right away. I could still taste Bash on my mouth and tongue along with coffee and cheesecake.
I was relaxed in the tub when my cell phone rang. I pulled my hand out of the water and dried it on the towel near the tub before I swiped the phone on. I hit the speakerphone button.
“Tangie.”
“Hey girl, can you talk?”
“Yeah I’m at home now.”
“I’m going to stop by.”
“Okay, you coming right now.”
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
“Okay see you.” I didn’t end the call but I saw she did. I knew Tangie long enough to know that fifteen minutes really meant forty minutes.
I bent at the knees and sunk deeper under the water. I imagined Bash’s hands all over me and my face broke into a smile. I could barely recognize myself. I had never made out with a stranger. I was opposed to even kissing on the first date. But today I did much more than I could have imagined. I didn’t even feel bad about it. I didn’t even feel embarrassed that I let him kiss me, finger me and make me come.
I hope he calls. I want to see him again. I want to do more than see him. I want to go to dinner with him. I hope he wasn’t on bullshit. I like looking at him.
My cell rang again. I hit the speaker button without looking because my screen hadn’t even locked yet.
“Hello.” I just knew it was Tangie. She calls back to back when she forgets to mention something, which is often.
“Nina.” His voice hit me hard. My eyes jetted around the bathroom searching for him. It took me a good second to realize he was on the phone and not in the room with me. “Nina!” David’s voice jumpstarted my heart rate.
Calm down Nina. I told myself. Just breathe girl.
“David.” He must have called me from a number I hadn’t blocked. I thought I had blocked them all.
“So this is what you’re on?”
“David stop calling me.”
“So you’re a snitch.”
“What are you talking about?” I wasn’t playing dumb. I really had no idea what he was talking about. “Some detective called me and told me to leave you alone.”
The detective I talked to did say he would call David but I thought he was lying just to make me feel better. The officer was nice enough but I didn’t think he would really make a threatening phone call.
“Nina!” David’s voice shook my body and the water splashed around me. “So you gave the police my number and my address?”
“I didn’t have a choice. I filed a restraining order against you. We are over. Please go and be with one of those video girls you cheated on me with. I’m done.”
“We’re not done. It’s not over until I say its over.”
“David this is not a movie. Those lines don’t work in real life. You are not supposed to contact me.”
“You can’t tell me what to do.”
“I know and that’s why we’re not together. I tried to tell you not to cheat and you didn’t listen. I cannot tell you what to do.”
“You want the kind of brother you can just boss around?”
“Yes.” That was a lie but I would say anything to get him to kick the curb.
“I know that you still love me.”
I wanted to yell, I never loved you! I lied! I only said it because you did! But for some reason I couldn’t say that. I didn’t want to aggravate him anymore. Besides it just seemed like a mean thing to say.
After my brief encounter with Mr. Vandervol I felt good. I wasn’t even mad anymore. I wished David would just go away. I didn’t want to walk and talk like a mean bitter bitch. I was feeling good and didn’t have time for this David bullshit.
“Nina I know you still love me.” Did he just say that weak ass shit again?
“It’s over David. If you come near me, you will be arrested.”
“I got bail money. I don’t care about the fucking police.”
“You should because I mean what I say. I will call.”
“Why are all my calls going straight to voicemail?”
“Because its over.” Damn you dumb.
“I was giving you some time to get over it.”
“I am over it. I just don’t want you.” No more, Negro. Damn!
“I gave you enough time and now we have to get back together. I’m not ever letting you go. That’s my pussy.”
This fool is tripping. He better ask somebody. He better ask Sebastian Vandervol.