Restore Me (Book 2.5 Kin Series) (2 page)

She knew what we were doing. 
Porsche did as she was told. I watched her walk over
to the ledge seat and get on her knees facing the wall. Her supple ass stuck up in the air, begging for attention. 
My dick was hard, throbbing and ready to go. Like every time, I reached down in my shorts and pulled out a rubber. I liked pussy as much as any other man, but never enough to allow myself to catch something from it. It was one of my NAN rules.  


No strings
. 


Always protected
. 


No feelings...ever!

I lived by those rules; the ones that allowed me to live vicariously.  I enjoyed everyday and did what I wanted. I answered to no one and that's how I intended to keep things. Screw relationships and all the drama that came with them. To me, they were a waste of precious time. 


With my dick wrapped, I positioned myself behind Porsche and grabbed both of her ass cheeks. She moaned as I ran my hands up and down her sweaty skin. I leaned forward more, lapping up the taste of her salty back. Sweat rolled down my face and had begun to burn my eyes. I closed them as
my cock found its natural way to her pussy. 


There was no need for foreplay, not when all she wanted was to be fucked. I drove inside of her, noticing how wet she was already. She cried out more as I continued pounding her, each time harder than the last. Her skin was so slippery but I managed to hold onto her shoulders.
 

I closed my eyes to alleviate the burning and one thing popped into my mind as I felt myself starting to cum. I thought of that chick at the diner; the one with Shayne that had the fine ass. I filled
the rubber with my load as I envisioned fucking Shayne’s girlfriend. 
When I opened my eyes I knew I was back in the sweatbox with Porsche, but she wasn't the woman who'd just made me blow my load so quickly.  
It was the blonde from the diner; the one girl I'd probably never get to fuck. Yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, imagining Porsche as her.

The sauna had become irritably hot and the only thing I wanted to do was open the door and breathe in the fresh, cool air. Porsche didn’t like that I was grabbing my clothes. “What’s the matter, baby? You can’t take a little heat?”

I kissed her on the cheek, realizing that we’d never even kissed on the mouth this whole experience. She held my head still by holding a chunk of my hair. Her wet tongue drug over my lips and she moaned. “I need to get home and take a shower. I’ll see you in a couple days.”

She leaned back against the bench and s
miled, while running one of her hands between her naked tits. “You know where to find me.”

I gave her a nod before walking out.

The brisk air hit me right away, alleviating the throbbing that had been taking place in my head. I finished dressing and headed out, eager to feel a nice shower over my tired body.

The thing was, as I climbed on my motorcycle and even began driving, I thought about that pretty blonde. If I were ever given the chance, I’d show her what it was like to be with a real man. I wouldn’t even have to lie about my intentions. She’d known right away what I wanted and that it was going to blow her mind.

Chapter 2

As the months went by, I stuck to my normal schedule. Some would call it redundant, but I had other ways o
f describing it.  Aside from my bouts with Porsche, each Wednesday was my weekly massage. Candace, my personal masseuse knew exactly how to rub me down. It didn’t hurt that she did it from her house and in the nude.

I pulled in her driveway and popped in a mint before walking to her front door. After two knocks, I walked in and headed toward the back. The dim lit room was always the same, smelling of fruit and set up for my arrival. I could hear her in the bathroom, so
I decided to get comfortable on the table and wait.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” She called.

“I’ll be here waitin’.” I took off my jacket and then the rest of my clothes and climbed on the massage table.

We always started with me lying on my stomach and when she came out, I was already positioned and comfortable. She wasted no time, touching my back. I could feel her tits brushing
my skin as she moved. “You feel tense.”

“I’m sure you can make it all better.”

She let out a little laugh, but kept rubbing me in all the right spots. “I aim to please, Joey.”

She worked her magic on all of my sore muscles across my back. Aside from the
extras she offered me, she really did know how to make my back feel better. I didn’t know if I was the only man she gave special treatments to. It wasn’t like I ever paid for them.  She’d made the first move and I didn’t resist.

I never would.

“How was your week?” She asked as she got down to my ass.

“Same as always. I’m thinkin’ about gettin’ my own place.”

I’d gone to high school with Candace, so I knew she’d get a kick of me finally moving away from my mother.

“Seriously? I never thought I’d see that day. If your momma had it her way, she’d keep you home forever.”

“Nah. She ain’t that bad. She knew all along that I was waitin’ to be in a good position.”

Candace squeezed my ass, massaging the
gluts with her thumbs. “So does that mean I could come to you?”

I turned over and let her see how hard I was already becoming.
She was wearing the thinnest robe, hung open with nothing underneath. “If you came to my place, you wouldn’t have to work. We could skip this foreplay and just fuck. I know that’s what you want.”

I could see it in her brown eyes that she liked the idea.
“So what if it is? You know you never complain.” She twirled her blonde hair around and sucked on her bottom lip, looking down at my cock the whole time. “You’d still need a weekly session.”

“That could be arranged.” I grabbed her with my right hand and pulled
her close to me, so I could run my hands up and play with her tits. She ran her hands down my abdomen and leaned over to kiss me. When she had a hand full of me, I leaned up and kissed her. She began to pull away, but I grabbed her hair and yanked her back down for another kiss. “I wasn’t done.”

As our kisses became more aggressive, Candace climbed on top of me, losing the robe and giving me free reign over her body. She picked up one of her supple tits and licked at the nipple. Then she leaned forward and licked it at the same time as me. Our
tongues brushed and ended up mingling together again.

Candace kept her skin smooth and her pussy bare. She always smelled nice and tasted just as good. We’d played this game so many times that there was nothing left to discover. She wasn’t like Porsche, who wanted to be fucked in different places in hopes of being caught. Candace was in it for herself. She wanted to be pleasured and knew I was capable of making it happen.

She pulled away from my mouth and sat up straight. I caught a giggle before she climbed up and teased my face with her pussy. With it only being about six inches away, I could smell her natural essence and my dick began to throb. “You want this  pussy, don’t you?”

I grabbed her ass and shoved her cunt into my face. My lips quickly sucked in her labia and continued doing so. She tried to adjust to prepare for how good it felt to her, but I wasn’t even halfway finished with what I was doing.
She tasted musky and her essence alone could probably get me off. I loved watching as I licked at her little clit and witnessed her reacting to it.

Candace began to start moving her body against my face, to the point where I closed my mouth and let my stubble do all the work. I didn’t know how it felt exactly, but she really liked it. The harder she rubbed her sweet cunt against my face, the more she cried out. I reached up and pinched both of
her nipples, so hard that I was afraid she was in pain.

She bucked more.

My chin moved around in a circular motion until I felt her beginning to lose control. She purred and slid down my body before licking at my chin. “Mmm. It would be great to do this twice a week, don’t you think?”

“Sure.” I couldn’t make her any promises. My
plate was already full with enough pussy to keep me satisfied. The last thing I wanted was to be expected to perform. I fucked when I wanted to, not when someone else did. It wasn’t about a booty call, but more of a set schedule for me. In fact, my whole life was exactly how I wanted it to be. There was nothing standing in the way of what I wanted. “We’ll have to see what happens. I’m hopin’ to get into this place in Italy. If that happens, you’re goin’ to have to find yourself a new favorite client.”

Candace scooted down and took ahold of my dick. “You can’t be replaced.”

I laughed out loud at her comment, getting off on hearing what I already knew about myself. It wasn’t a secret that I took pride in giving as much as receiving. The women liked my arrangement, because they too benefited from it.

The moment her thick lips surrounded my cock, I closed my eyes, once again focusing on the blonde at the diner. As strange as it was, I pictured her sucking on my dick and getting off on it. I didn’t know who she was. There was no name to her face, but yet she was still on my mind after a few days had passed. It was strange and interesting at the same time.

Two hours after arriving at Candace’s house, I was leaving a very relaxed man. We’d fucked for nearly an hour before resting and finishing up on my massage. Once Candace got what she wanted, she was happy to oblige in anything I desired.

When I arrived home, my mother was there, preparing dinner, as if she hadn’t alrea
dy been cooking all day. “Bout time you got here. I was thinkin’ we’d be eatin’ without you tonight.”

I looked at the
clock and realized that I was late from the norm, knowing my reasoning was well worth it. “Sorry.”

“Don’t you say sorry. Get your brother and sit down at the table.”

I did what she told me, like I always had. My mother wasn’t one to be messed with. She liked things a certain way and hated when they didn’t go as planned. I was like her in that aspect, wanting things my way, or not at all.

We sat there, quietly eating until my mother started talking about a place to rent. Then my attention was right where she wanted it to be.

“So, as I was sayin’, Ford’s got a nice place with that new girlfriend of his. It’s a big house split into two. When I went there this mornin’ with your aunt, I saw the landlord putting a sign in the window. I think you should check it out.”

I took a bite of vegetables, still wondering how hers always tasted better than mine. “You tryin’ to get rid of me?”

Jamey started laughing.

“No. You’re welcome here whenever you want. I just know you’re itchin’ to get out of here. The place is nice and the price is good. Plus, You’d be with your cousin.”

“Mom, I hate to break this to you, but I don’t hang out with Ford.”

She shook her head at me. “Maybe, if you hung out with them, you could find a nice girl to settle down with.”

“I don’t feel like settlin’ down. We’ve been through this. I’m not the type of man that finds a woman and gets married, Momma. It’s not in my nature.”

She stood up and abruptly scooted her plate away from the edge. “Bullshit! I didn’t raise you to be that way.”

“You raised me to go after what I want. Havin’ a woman would complicate that. I’ve got plans.”

She turned around and started washing the dishes. “Whatever, Joey. One day you’re goin’ to get tired of bein’ alone. Don’t come back home to me because you couldn’t ever commit. I’m done raisin’ you two boys. It’s time for me to start enjoyin’ my life.”

Jamey continued laughing as if he was any better than me.

I walked up to my mom and wrapped my arms around her waist. “If you think it’s a good place, I’ll go check it out. I ain’t promisin’ anything and I sure ain’t plannin’ on settlin’ down.”

She sighed and turned around, grabbing me by the chin. “Is it so bad for me to want grandchildren some day?”

The thought of having children made my stomach curl. Kids were the last thing that I wanted in my life. “No, but I’m pretty certain Jamey will have no problem givin’ you that.”

“Screw you!” My brother got up, handed my mother his plate and walked out of the room.

I laughed and leaned against the counter.

“It’s goin’ to be nice not havin’ to hear this shit every night.”

I grabbed the towel and started drying the dishes as she washed them. “
You’re goin’ to miss it. Quit your lyin’.”

She nudged me with her hip and laughed. “If I do miss you, I’ll come stay at your place.”

I shook my head imagining her cramping my style. “I reckon I need to check out the place before you keep makin’ assumptions.”

“I’ll call your cousin and set it up.”

“No!” I turned to her. “Don’t call Ford. I’ll tell him when or if I get the place. I don’t want him havin’ anything to do with my decision. It ain’t his concern and I need to make sure the walls are thick enough so that I don’t have to hear when things go wrong in his relationship.”