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“Holy fuck!” she cried.
“Now we’re getting to the good stuff, sugar.”
“You know what I like, daddy,” she purred.
I shivered at the pet name she had for me. I hated it. Only children should call their father’s daddy.
Just like before, I thrust the glass rod in and out, twisting and turning. She started to buck so I knew she was close and I knew exactly what she needed to push her over the edge. Positioning the toy into the perfect position for direct stimulation to her G-spot, I lifted my free hand. Using her arousal to wet my fingers, I started strumming her clit.
“Oh God!” she shouted.
She thrashed and tried to close her thighs. Using my elbows, I kept her thighs apart as she shook and came, calling me God, then calling me Fucking God until she finally came down from her high and went limp, breathing heavy. I went to the sink to clean up as she caught her breath. When I turned around, I caught Nikki still in the same position staring at me, so I leaned against the sink counter, folded my arms and smirked as she started to speak.
“That was…”
“I know, sugar.” I winked. Before she could say another word, I walked over and leaned in to give her shoulder a kiss. “Come on, go get cleaned up and into something comfortable. What do you want to eat? I’ll order while you change and then we can pick a movie.”
By the time I got home, Andi’s car was in the driveway, but all the lights were off in the house and so was her bedroom light. I wasn’t expecting her to be asleep. It was well before midnight and we’d both left for our dates at the same time, so I’d figured that we would come home at the same time, too. Something wasn’t right. Maybe something had happened with her client.
I had a shower and then went to the kitchen to make something to eat, hoping that Andi would hear me rummaging around and come out—she didn’t. I was really looking forward to spending more time with her. Damn, I was way over my head with this shit. I hadn’t thought about a chick like this sinceher. Granted, I’d never lived with a woman besides Autumn and that didn’t really count, so this was all new to me.
Mid-bite of my java chip ice cream, I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye. I flicked my gaze from the TV and saw Andi walk into the living room. I tried to hide my smile. She was dressed in pajama shorts that showed off her toned legs and a tight T-shirt. Yep, this female roommate thing was growing on me.
“Gorgeous,” I greeted her.
“Hey,” she sighed and sat next to me on the couch—but not close enough.
“Thought you were in bed or something.”
She shook her head. “I was just unwinding from my date, checking on some things back in D.C.”
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah,” she yawned. “Jet lag catching up to me maybe?”
I draped my arm around her and pulled her closer. She didn’t pull away. There was a reason she came out to be with me. “You can watch theTonight Showwith me. If you fall asleep, I’ll put you to bed.”
She smiled up at me. “Just wake me up if I do.”
“Okay.” I chuckled.
Not long after she was asleep, I fell asleep because I didn’t want to wake her. She fit too perfectly and I was a gentleman after all.
Chapter Eleven
Andi
Aweek had past and I was settling into the groove of things—except I hadn’t gone on any more dates. Mark got me business cards for S&R. They were sleek, shiny black cards with Andi Middlebrooke and my direct website link written on them. The cards were flashy and made me feelofficial.
But I needed more dates. I needed to do the job I was sent here to do. So I called Leah and Nina and they suggested I meet them at their favorite strip club.
“You have a date tonight?” Paul asked as I grabbed my keys from the kitchen table.
“No,” I shook my head, “I’m meeting Leah and Nina.” He eyed me up and down. “What?” I blushed.
“You’re dressed as if you have a date.”
“It’s only a dress, Paul.”
