My nose looks fine to me, can’t say that about other parts though.
I chuckled to myself. That was part of him that obviously hadn’t changed. I wasn’t sure how to respond. I didn’t want to encourage him but of course my sadistic inner self was telling my fingers to type. I quickly responded as I heard Julian finish his call. He walked back in the room and apologized. There was a last-minute press conference tonight at town hall for a political scandal that had exploded. This was the life of a journalist: chasing the lead. I assured him I was fine. We’d have plenty of other nights to enjoy each other’s company. He kissed me deeply and thanked me for being so understanding.
We walked out of the apartment and said goodbye, then I caught a cab home. I grabbed my cell, wanting to ask about the kitchen but I didn’t want him to know that I had no clue what happened. I wanted the upper hand. I didn’t want him to make me feel weak, and if he wanted to be a tease I would show him what it feels like to suffer.
I sat there squirming in the cab. I don’t think I could have run up to my apartment any faster. Shutting the door behind me, I headed straight for my room and changed into my nighty. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth. It was only eight-thirty but I was exhausted and horny as hell. Turning on my lamp, I reached into my bedside drawer and pulled out my good friend, Mr. Rabbit, relaxing myself as I gently rubbed my pussy, and the slow swirls slowly ached more. I slid my hand further and felt how wet I was, which only added to the pleasure. I moved faster, imagining Lex fucking me, hard and fast against the wall. I remembered how his cock would throb inside me, how intense his thrusts were. It was enough to push me over the edge. I tried to catch my breath, Mr. Rabbit lying helpless beside me. What a waste, bringing him out. My eyelids became heavy and I drifted into peaceful sleep, the first in days.
Chapter 14
Lex
It was a cloudy day, mirroring my mood. I didn’t know how to approach the Charlotte/Samantha situation yet, so instead I ran through Central Park. I knew I pushed myself hard but it was the only way I knew how to deal with shit like this. I stopped at a playground to catch my breath. I looked at the kids playing, so happy, not a care in the world. An attractive blonde sat on the chair, and a small boy ran into her arms. I recognized her. It was that chick at the charity ball—Nikki, I think. I walked over to her.
“Hi. Nikki, is it?”
She looked at me, obviously aware of who I was. Suddenly she looked pissed. “Yes it is, Mr. Edwards,” she sarcastically answered.
“Please call me Lex.”
“Whatever.” She looked at the little boy who began to speak.
“Are you a friend of Mom’s?” he asked politely.
“Actually, I’m a friend of her friend,” I answered.
“He is Charlie’s friend,” Nikki said.
“Oh, how cool! Do you know Cha Cha takes me to baseball every Saturday morning? It’s totally awesome. She can play some mean baseball and the coaches love her!”
Charlotte plays baseball? I laughed at the irony. She always hated sports.
“Honey, can you go play with Bailey while I speak to Lex?” The boy nodded, then kissed Nikki goodbye and ran off. “Stay away from Charlie, Lex. You’re no good for her.”
“You don’t even know me.” I tried to answer as politely as I could without telling her to fuck off and mind her own business.
“No I don’t, Lex. I don’t know the history you have, though I’m pretty sure it was more than just a high school crush. I do know that while I shared a room with Charlie in college, she would cry herself to sleep every night and wake up asking for you.”
I was rendered speechless, forgetting how much I hurt her. So this is why Nikki was such a bitch to me. I hadn’t stopped to think about what happened after I left. I didn’t want to bring it up with her because I didn’t want to drudge up the memories or the fact that I was one hell of a jerk.
“She’s better off with Julian,” Nikki continued. “He treats her how she deserves to be treated. I know enough about your type to know you would only hurt her again.”
It was déjà vu. Someone telling me she was better off without me. This time I was not backing down. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake again. “My type? You might want to let Charlotte decide that for herself. Goodbye, Nikki.”
I started jogging away, thinking about what Nikki had said. I didn’t care what Nikki thought; Charlotte and I had history. After what happened last night I knew she would go to Julian’s place. I needed a plan. I ran back to the hotel. Feeling frustrated, I hit the gym. My body thrived off the pain.
Back in my room I decided to take a hot shower. The water felt amazing, soothing my muscles. My mind began drifting to last night. Caressing her on the dance floor, feeling her body tighten as I sang to her. I grabbed my cock, slowly stroking it. Pushing her against the cold fridge, watching it melt as her skin burned. Sucking on her beautiful tits, feeling her wet pussy all over my fingers. Her body had changed. She had become a woman. Her hips were curvaceous, her ass nice and tight. I started stroking faster, imaging her lips on my cock. The way she used to take me in deep, the way she screamed my name as I fucked her. I came all over my hand, wishing it was in her mouth.
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nbsp; I finished washing up before getting changed. I hadn’t eaten all day. I seriously needed a plan. First thing I needed was stamina. I ordered room service which didn’t take long. After I finished my meal I looked for my phone. I scrolled down, and there it was: Eric Kennedy. He had given me his number at the charity ball in case I needed anything. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if he wanted in my pants or he was trying to set up Charlotte. So I texted him.
Eric,
Has Charlotte recovered? I haven’t been able to get a hold of her.
Lex
He immediately responded.