Kayden: The Past (12 page)

She turned and lay on the floor splayed out before me. The position was the same, but the cock in her mouth had changed. I was thankful that I’d get to see her, although her face would be partially blocked by Ron.

I pushed my cock slowly inside her, relishing in her tightness. Her body gripped my cock like a vice, clamping down on it with each pump. My cock has a slight bend to it; it’s the secret to the pleasure I’m able to give. It hits just the right spot inside a woman causing the experience to be great and the pleasure more intense.

Her eyes grew wide as I began to move quicker and relentlessly pursued my release. I held up her legs gripping them in my hands and placed her toes in my mouth. I sucked them causing her to writhe against me. I licked the bottom of her foot as I pulled her legs a little higher and moved faster. This was about me, my release.

My body tightened and began to stiffen from the building pressure, and my speed became erratic. I was at the tipping point, the precipice of pleasure. Three more hard thrusts, and I spilled my seed inside her.

No one discussed condoms or birth control. In the heat of the moment and the drugs in our system, it never entered my mind. I prayed Danielle was on birth control. I didn’t need a child being born from this one night of pleasure.

I pulled out as I watched Ron fuck her face. He withdrew and began to pump his cock in his hand, spilling himself onto her face and chest. She licked her lips and collected every drop off her skin, putting it into her mouth and swallowing it like it was the most delectable morsel. I stood up and gathered my clothing before walking to the bathroom. I needed a moment to gather my thoughts before heading home.

I stared at myself in the mirror, and I prayed to God that I wouldn’t regret this night, that it wouldn’t ruin the friendship Ron and I had shared. Sex can cause problems, emotional problems and complications. She was off limits unless Ron was part of the picture. I didn’t feel as free sexually with the other person being a significant other. Jealousy can make things ugly.

I dressed and found Danielle and Ron curled up on the couch. “I’m exhausted. I’ll catch you guys later.”

“You need a ride home, K?” Ron asked.

“Nah, man, I’m good. I worked that shit right out of my system. I’m fine,” I said.

“Danielle left you a party favor by your wallet, bro.”

Danielle stared at me, looking almost mesmerized. She seemed to be paying more attention to me than the man at her side. I grabbed my keys, wallet, and coke off the counter before heading to the door. I wanted to make a stop for some beer on the way home and checked my wallet for cash. Inside was a tiny piece of paper that read “D" with a phone number and a heart.
Fuck it.

Breaking the Rules ~ Danielle

I should’ve thrown her number in the trash and never gave her another thought. I wish I had, but I didn’t – something pulled me to Danielle. Maybe it was her beauty or her wildness – I have no clue. I thought with my dick back then, and I didn’t use my head. My mind was too clouded, and my heart too broken to make an intelligent and thought out decision.

I put her number on my fridge and stared at it for days. I didn’t call her. I would never betray Ron in that way intentionally. I couldn’t avoid her forever, and her place of work was a regular hangout for me and my friends. I convinced my friends to go to the dance club in the flats instead of the strip club where Danielle worked.

Aqua was a late night club that stayed open until six in the morning and was the trendy spot to hangout. It sat on the edge of the Cuyahoga River and had a beautiful outside area and deck overhanging the water. The building faced the water and was covered in glass, showing the spectacular view of the city at night. Girls danced on the speakers; people made out on the couches, and sex happened in the bathrooms. It was crowded and loud and the perfect spot to get lost and dance my ass off.

We ordered drinks and stood at the bar watching the girls on the dance floor. I didn’t want to be the guy asking a girl for dance; I’d wait until someone came to me. The music blared through the speakers playing the song
‘I’m Horny’ by Mouse T
. Most of the girls were dancing with their friends, showing off their bodies, almost offering themselves up to just the right taker. I watched as men approached them and started to dance only to be turned away. I didn’t want to be the creep being rejected tonight.

The guys and I weren’t talking; the music was too loud to be heard. Bobby nudged me and pointed to the patio doors and held his fingers up to his mouth. I shook my head wanting to get some fresh air and talk – not much was happening inside the club for me to stick around. I followed him outside and watched as he lit a cigarette. “It’s packed tonight, bro,” Bobby said as he took a long drag off his cigarette. “Want one?”

“Thanks.” I took the cigarette and lighter, cupping my hand when I flicked the lighter, trying to block the wind. “It’s packed, which gives us all more options.” I looked around the exterior. White lights were strung between the trees overhead, illuminating the grassy area and lights dotted the deck on the riverbank. A couple hammocks filled the open space, and couple lounged on them kissing and getting to know each other a little better.

“How’s work at the new place, Kayden?” Bobby asked. He worked at my previous employer and knew what a lying rat Jessica was – how she lied to get me fired.

“It’s going really well. There are no females working there, so I know I won’t have that bullshit happen again. How about you? I’m sure you were all happy to see me go – more sales for everybody else.”

Bobby chuckled, “We weren’t happy to see you go, but yeah, we’re all making more money now that your smooth selling ass is gone.” He inhaled almost sucking down the remaining portion of his smoke. “I got some good news that will make you happy.”

I raised my eyebrows, not much made me happy lately, but Bobby thought he had a morsel that would bring me joy. “Shoot.”

“Jessica,” he said sucking down the cigarette to the filter before throwing it on the ground. “She was fired yesterday. I almost called you to tell you the good news, but I thought I’d wait until I saw you; I wanted to see your expression.”

A smile crept across my face, and my insides grew warm with the knowledge that her ass was out on the street. “What happened?”

“I don’t have the entire story, but from what I hear, someone called corporate and complained about your firing, and Jessica’s role in it. Somehow they convinced them to pull up the security camera footage, and they saw her come on to you and not the other way around. She was fired for filing a false complaint.”

I smiled and laughed thinking about the video someone had to watch. Neither of us knew that the store had been outfitted with cameras. I’m sure we wouldn’t have fucked if we knew they could see us, and she sure as hell wouldn’t have filed the false complaint. “Bitch deserved it. You’ve made my night, Bobby. She got her just reward.”

“Trust me; everyone is happy as hell to see her go. I might make assistant store manager now. Will you come back if they call you?”

I know Bobby wanted me to come back, in a way, but no one really wanted the competition I brought to the table. I couldn’t go back. She ruined my reputation, and I’d feel like I had to look over my shoulder constantly. “Nah, I like where I am now. I’ll leave the hustle to you in that store.”

He pretended to be sad, but I knew otherwise. “Sorry to hear that, man. We miss you,” Bobby said. “Let’s get back inside with the other guys and find some grade A pussy.”

“Did you find your manhood all of a sudden? I thought it wasn’t your style to be so forward?” I asked surprised by his complete one-eighty.

“My way just wasn’t working. I’m sick of watching you guys have all the fun while I sit on the sidelines being a fucking altar boy.”

I slapped him on the back, “Welcome to the dark side. Let’s go find what you seek my friend.”

I ordered another drink, watching the clock carefully. All liquor sales stopped at two am and were replaced by bottled water. Cleveland didn’t allow liquor to be sold after two am and most bars shut down at that time, but Aqua found a way around it. I turned my back on the dance floor; I didn’t want to watch anymore bumping and grinding. The club was more crowded than when we walked outside. People poured into the place after one looking for somewhere else to dance the night away after everything else closed.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and slowly turned my head to see who I caught. My stomach sank as my heart began to pound in my chest. Danielle –
Fuck
. I didn’t turn around, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. Maybe she got the picture when I didn’t call her; I hoped she just wanted to say hi.

“Hey Kayden,” she said in my ear, leaning forward pressing her breasts against my back. My cock grew hard as I remembered her mouth on my skin and the feel of her tongue on my shaft. “You never called me.”

I turned around slowly, and my arm brushed against her body. I stared at her for a moment and could see hurt in her eyes. I leaned in and smelled her hair as my lips touched her ear, “I didn’t think it would be right to call you, Danielle.”

“Ron and I were never serious, or I wouldn’t have given you my number.” I felt like shit. I wanted her. The rub of it all is that I knew Ron had girls on the side. Danielle isn’t the only girl he was seeing or fucking. He had never been a one-woman man. Would he care if he lost one of his girls or if he shared her with me again? “I knew I wasn’t the only one Ron was seeing; we made no commitment. We broke up a couple days ago.”

I didn’t know how to respond. Ron’s still my friend, and I wouldn’t throw his business out there for others, including Danielle, to know. “I just don’t know, Danielle.” Even if they did break up, you never date your friend’s ex. It’s just an unsaid rule.

“Come on, at least dance with me.” Her lips brushed my ear causing a shiver to run down my body. I didn’t see anything wrong with dancing with her. I’ve been balls deep inside her, what’s a dance? She held out her hand and waited for me to respond. I enveloped her fingers in my grasp and ushered her quickly on the dance floor before my conscious got the better of me.

Danielle danced like music’s part of her soul. I’d watched her on the stage, but the songs were always slow and sexy and chosen to help show off the female body and bring in the most cash. The speakers lining the dance floor pumped music into the air, the techno beat causing my insides to move with the vibrations. Danielle smashed her body against mine. We danced with our bodies intertwined as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and my body reminded me how much I wanted her.

She rubbed herself on my leg, grinding on me, as her leg rubbed my cock. All willpower I had of avoiding being with Danielle, wanting her, had evaporated. She smelled too good and felt amazing in my arms – I couldn’t resist her any long. She turned in my arms and rubbed her ass against me moving with the music. She threw her head back and placed it on my shoulder as I held her waist, and we moved together to the music. Dancing with Danielle was the most erotic moment I’ve had on the dance floor and with clothes still on my body. She turned her face and ran her tongue along my jaw. I turned mine and captured her tongue in my mouth. I ran my hands up the side of her shirt brushing the underside of her breasts with my thumbs. I nuzzled my face into her hair and let our bodies move together as one.

We lost track of time as the songs changed, and we touched, danced, and kissed on the dance floor. She cupped her hand and motioned she wanted a drink.

We ordered a drink right before the two o’clock stop time. It would be water the rest of the night if we stuck around. “Now what, Danielle?”

“I drink my drink.”

“Smartass, I meant us. Where do we go from here?”

“I’d say we need to get to know each other, Kayden. I know you’re an amazing dancer, a great kisser, and fucked me better than anyone else in my life. I want to know you, Kayden. Who are you?”

“If you figure out the answer to that question, please let me know.” I laughed, what was there to say? I’m not a normal guy, but I didn’t think any of her past boyfriends fit the average scale. “Can I take you out for dinner tomorrow night?”

“I work tomorrow night, but I’m off on Monday.”

Fuck. Her job would be an issue with me if we became a couple. I didn’t like the idea of another man looking, let alone possibly touching what’s mine. I swallowed hard and put the thought out of my mind. “Monday then, I’ll pick you up at seven.”