Pretty Thing (Naughty Things 1)

I swing her around, making her clutch on tightly, and do as she commands. She smiles, taking my face in both her hands, and positions herself so she can be the one to fuck me this time.

She’s so fucking pretty. Such a pretty, pretty thing. I want to say that, but she’s moving on me now. Slowly moving her hips back and forth across my lap as I grip her ass, then raise my hand and give her a smack.

It’s loud in the shower and she squeals. “I like that,” she says. “Do it again.”

Oh, Lord. Help me. She is perfect.

I smack her again and she begins bouncing in my lap, her tits jiggling and bobbing to our new, faster rhythm. I grab one hard, unable to stop myself, and lift it up to my mouth. I swirl my tongue around her nipple, flicking it and nipping it as she lifts up higher and slams herself back down into my lap. I’m still holding her one breast, but the other one joins the ride, bouncing solo in a way that turns me on so bad, I suddenly have the urge to come inside her right this instant.

“Do it,” she says. “Come for me, Aiden.”

“When you ask like that—” I start to say, but I don’t get much farther. She owns me right now. Totally owns me and her wish is my command.

She knows it too. Because her pussy tightens around my shaft and in that same instant I explode. Moaning, and hugging her tightly, and closing my eyes, wondering how I ever got so lucky to have Kali Anderson all to myself.

She lets out a long breath and rests her head on my shoulder as my fingertips tease out a pattern on her wet, slippery back.

“Perfect,” she says, nuzzling her face into my neck.

“So perfect,” I say.

I wash her hair after that. She’s in a hurry now, realizing she has to be to work in forty-five minutes. But I take my time anyway, thoroughly massaging the shampoo in, then washing her breasts and stomach with soap as she stands under the rain shower to rinse her hair.

I take the same care with the conditioner. And she washes me with soap, taking extra care with my cock. I get hard again but when I shoot her a look, she shakes her head and says, “You’re gonna have to wait until after our date tonight.”

Shit, I think to myself. I’ll be jerking off the second you step out the door.

And then everything goes too fast. We’re done, drying off, getting dressed. She’s wearing her chef’s clothes. Black double-breasted coat with black slacks. And then a quick kiss and she’s out the door.

I just stand in the middle of her living room and wonder how, in one week, my life could go from that to this?

But I know why and it breaks my heart to admit it.

Kyle died, that’s how.

The rest of the day goes by slow. I walk around her neighborhood, looking for a good place to take her tonight, and settle on a French place just a few blocks south of her building. Then I stop at the park and take out my phone. I stare at the number I put in for Kyle earlier and wonder if I should just rip the Band-Aid off and listen to it.

“Man,” I say out loud. “I wish you were here, I really do.” I feel kinda stupid for talking to myself in the park, but it’s the city. People expect this kind of shit. So I go on. “I really wish you could just… give us your blessing so we could respect you and still love each other at the same time.”

Of course, there’s no answer. Just thoughts in my head. Most of them negative. Kyle being pissed. Kyle never speaking to me again. Kyle refusing to be my friend.

If he was alive, and Kali and I were together, it would probably go one of those three ways.

But… there’s always a chance it could go another way. Kyle could be happy for us. Kyle could wish us well. Kyle could say, “Now we’re really and truly brothers,” after I married his sister and made it official.

“Why is this so hard?” I ask myself. I don’t even believe in God, or ghosts, or spirit realms or anything like that. So why do I care? He’s gone.

But I look down at my watch and realize it’s almost four and I have to go meet Kali.

I arrive just a few minutes early and tell one of the girls at the front I’m waiting for Kali when she tries to ask how many in my party.

Kali appears a few minutes later, smiling when she sees me waiting. “You really came to pick me up?” She laughs.

“I said I would.”