dresser.
I appreciate that. Not every clubwhore will show the cut the respect it deserves. Pepper returns to me, snakes a hand around my neck while her alternate brushes against my chest. Her claw like nails toy with my chest hair and go down until she stops right above my jeans. “I’m a little curious about something . . .”
“What’s that, baby?”
“Is your cock as long as your hair?” She starts to giggle before she finishes asking. I slam my hand against her ass in a playful manner, though she jolts up from the impact. Her cheeks flush with a peach color.
“Why don’t you find out?” I tease, bringing her hand back down to my crotch. She removes her other hand from around my neck and loosens my buckle, then unzips my jeans. My cock is hard, lovin’ her snarky attitude.
From the moment I walked in here she piqued my interest. The other women here are good lookin’, but there’s this innocence about her. Hell, maybe I knew she’d end up givin’ me the night off, takin’ care of me and all.
Pepper slides off the bed and drops to her knees. She wraps her hand around my shaft, now completely out of my boxers. Gripping the base, she pumps up and down slowly, applying pressure through the middle. Fuck. Who taught her that? “Almost,” She purrs just before sliding her mouth over my cock.
The hand she was using now fondles my balls, applying the slightest pressure. “Fuck, baby. Keep doin’ that.” I growl, tangling my fingers in her hair I grip her harshly. She might’ve said she’ll be gentle with me, but I made no such promise to her.
Tonight will be interesting, to say the least.
Chapter Five
Life tried to crush her, but only succeeded in creating a diamond
~ John Mark Green
Riva
Only a few more hours before I can get back and pack up my apartment. I’ve never been more excited to leave this city behind, not only that, but hopefully my torment. Whenever I’m home things start happening. Whether it’s banging on my apartment door until the point where I’m holed up in the closet of my bedroom, or things being moved around in the oddest places inside it. I’m a very particular woman, so I know I’m not moving objects to places where they don’t belong. For example, all of my family photos were put on the small island in my kitchen. They’re usually on a thin table behind my couch. Every time things have been moved, I’ve been out of town for work, and the banging happens every night . . . the first time I’m back from a flight.
Tonight, things will be different. If they’re not, I’ll still hope they will be. I need to get there and finish packing up my kitchen stuff for the movers. They’ll arrive first thing tomorrow morning and everything else is sorted. My new apartment will be a five-minute drive away from the airport. It’s really close to the city so I’ll be able to go enjoy a night of relaxation in the club whenever the mood strikes me.
I’ve just gotten off another route that flew into Tampa, so now we’re on our way back to BWI. “I can’t wait for this day to be over,” Olivia, one of my co-workers tells me.
“I know, me too.”
“Is your apartment all packed up yet?” She asks, standing beside the door of the plane to welcome passengers onboard.
I shake my head, “No, not yet. Tonight, I’ll be finished up.”
“That’s great. I’m gonna be sad to see you go.” Olivia pats my shoulder, one of the only stewardesses I get along with. I’m not a difficult person by any means, but a lot of people who work in this industry are either bright and lovely, or extremely negative. I’m not the type of woman who ever wants to be around the negative ones.
“I’ll miss you too,” I lightly smile while the reality of what I’m doing sinks in. I’m leaving a job I love, in a city I adore to escape whoever it is who’s fucking with me. I have an idea of who the culprit is . . . though it doesn’t make it easier.
“I wish you didn’t have to leave and these jackasses would just leave you alone.” Olivia mutters, sounding a bit aggravated.
“Maybe they just want me out of their city.” I whisper, realizing they don’t own Baltimore.
“I don’t understand why they’re tormenting you. It’s been over a year since the baby passed.