Page 20 of Falling For His Badass

As my soapy hands move over his muscles, I can’t believe how big and strong he is. Questions begin to form in my mind, and I can’t wait to learn all about him.

We are drying off, when the pizza man knocks. I grin at B.A. “The Pizza man is here.” Then I wrap my towel around myself.

B.A. blocks the door with a look on his face that says, I’m nuts. “YOU are not opening the door!”

I burst out into giggles as he snatches my towel off and wraps it around his waist. Closing the bathroom door behind him, I take his towel and wrap my hair up in it. When the room door closes, I open the bathroom door and sniff the air, following the smell of pizza.

He sets it down on the little table, pulls out my chair, then sits down and opens the box. We scarf down the first piece without talking, then I ask the first question. “What do you do?”

He smirks. “A little bit of everything.”

I tilt my head and raise my eyebrows. “If you don’t help me out here, this is going to turn into an interrogation real fast.”

He chuckles and takes another bite of pizza. “You first, while I eat.”

“Deal.” I lean back and pretend I’m at a speed dating table. “My name is Lizzy, short for Liza, but not really. Liza has four letters, Lizzy has five.” He laughs as I twitch playfully in my chair. “I’m 26. Single. No kids. I live with my best friend and I work as a graphic designer at a local sign company.”

He nods and continues eating.

“Your turn.” I encourage him, but he just grins at me. So, I roll my eyes, and ask, “What’s your name?”

“B.A.”

I roll my eyes. “What does B.A. stand for?”

He smirks. “Guess.”

I shrug, “I don’t know.”

He laughs as he takes a huge bite and chews it up, making me wait for his answer. Then he grins that cute boyish grin, and says, “B.A. is short for the call name my bros gave me way back when. It stands for Badass."

"Oh, damn!" I twinkle at him. "You are definitely that!"

He chuckles. "Yup." Then he motions with his pizza. “I have the perfect call name for you too.”

‘Really? You don’t like Lizzy?”

“Lizzy’s ok for everyone else, but I want to have my own special nickname for you.”

“What would that be?” I flirt back.

He raises an eyebrow, then gives me a head nod. "I’m going to call you, Lizard."

“Lizard?” The Geico lizard pops into my brain. “Lizards are skinny. My curves deserve better than Lizard.”

He smirks and looks me up and down. “True that, but your tongue trumps your curves” His eyebrows twitch with his sexy half smile.

I lick my lips for him, knowing I give excellent head, and he hasn’t enjoyed that yet. “Ok.” I smirk. “I’ll agree to be your Lizard, but I want to give you a special name too."

"I’m digging the name you’ve already given me." He grabs the legs of my chair and drags me to him as he mimics my orgasmic chant. "Yes, Yes, OH. MY. GOD! Yes!” His voice inflection is spot on and I blush.

He pulls my body out of the chair and into his lap. He leans back as I straddle him. I poke his chest as his hands slide up my back. “Fair enough. You do fuck like a God, but you also make noises like a Gorilla.”

He stops and laughs. “Hell no! I do not!”

“Oh yes sir, you do.” I giggle as I slide off his lap and kneel in front of him. Then proceed to prove my tongue is like a lizard’s and he does make Gorilla noises when he comes.

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