BeauFor minutes I sat back with her daughter in my lap stewing in my anger. Her selfishness had repeatedly cost me important things.I paid for my first car and its insurance because she couldn't afford her rent. Mind you, my sister's first vehicle came off a lot and was shiny red. Only the best for her.My entire eighth-grade summer was spent babysitting three kids, so I could buy new clothes at the start of the school year because once again, she needed something. That time it was the latest model of laptop and phone with the promise of going to college.Gloria never went, but they gave in.And now, here we were, celebrating her daughter's birthday while she was sneaking off here and there with Ivan.Enough was enough."What time are we cutting the cake?" Everyone but Dad watched me with surprised expressions - I was never in a hurry. He, on the other hand, gave me a subtle nod of approval which warmed my heart. This man understood me up to a certain capacity; his love was just to
HendrixI found her pout the entire way to our destination amusing.In the past, that kind of behavior would have turned me off. Made me dump whatever woman I'd picked up for the night at the earliest possibility. But with her, with Beau, I couldn't do that. Would not.And it had nothing to do with the contract that now connected us.Pulling into the valet parking of the marina, I exited without a word and walked swiftly to her door.A valet, no more than twenty, gaped at my car.Won't deny that I was out to impress and lower her walls. After all, I did coerce her into this contract with less than honorable intentions.Her pussy had made the negotiations for her. Fuck, I'd pay good money and will, just to have that tight little body under my control.However, my nymph once again didn't fit into the mold I'd lumped her in. Beau took one look at my car and shrugged, didn't give a flying one about being picked up in an all-black Bugatti Veyron for dinner.While our valet salivated, she
HendrixThe city's large buildings came into focus then, all lit up in an array of light. She snuggled in closer while taking another sip from her glass, and I followed her lead.Together we drank half the bottle before reaching the start of the seven-mile bridge."So, tell me about yourself, Miss Carter. Likes and dislikes." It was almost painful to hold in my laugh at how her eyes narrowed. "What makes you tick?""That's a question that might require a lengthy reply." Turning sideways in my lap, she curled her arm around the back of my neck. Fingers playing with the short hairs there. "You ready to sit here and be bored by that mumbo jumbo?"This time I laughed. "Find that hard to believe, nymph.""Tit for tat?" she whispered before kissing my cheek. "If I bleed, so do you. Embarrassing anecdotes get you extra points.""Deal." Bullshit.A waiter came out then, in his hands a large tray which he set on a little station near the table. Salad, a lobster bisque, and our entrees of Pan-
Hendrix"Is that the last of it?" Couldn't be right. Where were the rest of her belongings?The movers had come and unloaded her things within the span of forty minutes. Four boxes, two suitcases, some electronics, and an old-looking trunk that belonged on the curb, not inside my house.As a matter of fact, they spent more time smoking a cigarette outside near the curb than in my home."That's all of it." Beau looked confused by my question. "What more would I need for a six-month stay with you?"Ignoring her jab about the end date on this relationship, I walked over and opened the first box. It was all books. Everything from developmental and speech delays to a few raunchy romances.Her interest were vast, which impressed me.Beau didn't say anything as I grabbed that box and carried it deeper into my penthouse. Into my office and straight for the small desk I'd placed across from mine. Beside it there was a small bookshelf that looked similar to my own.Empty, just ready for her to
Beau Three days, and not a word.No call or text.Hendrix never came home to change and head back out. Nothing. Made me feel as if I had done something wrong by just existing.It was as if the ground had swallowed him whole, and at that point I was past worried. Now, I was pissed. How dare he do this to me?How dare his secretary treat me like a nuisance when I called to see if he was in.Sure, I knew men in his position traveled the world while the trophy wife stayed home, but they communicated. Told them at the least how long they'd be gone and why.You're not his real girlfriend.And that stung. Truth always did hurt the most when it smacked you in the face.I was tempted to head back to my apartment. To get out of his luxurious penthouse with too much white. Everywhere. Everything.All expensive. Imported. And white.His home, while beautiful, was sterile. All clean lines and modern design.It was cold. Empty. Lacked warmth and comfort.No splashes of color to give it that lived
Beau"You can't let him see that you do." There was a hint of anger in her voice, and I met Bethany's stare head-on. "Men like him, they smell fear and pounce. Destroy what's in their path to reach the result they wanted to achieve. They don't care, Beau. To them, we are no more than arm candy to show off. We look pretty, hold intelligent conversation, and help entertain other rich people within their social circles.""She's right, you know." My response was a nod. They were both right, and I needed to hear this. Zoe took a bite from her own food while our other companion did the same. Took her time in finding the right words, but when she did, the fierceness in her expression didn't surprise me. She was a true friend. "From the little I've gathered about him, he's a man that likes things done his way. So, play the game, babe. He wants detached, then by all means be that way. Be everything he wants on the outside, but protect what's in here..." she brought her hand to my chest and pl
BeauAt five-fifty on the dot, I was downstairs and waiting.Hendrix was nowhere to be found, and for a minute I wondered if he'd left without me. Disappeared once more.Walking over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out toward the water. Since my lunch with Zoe and Bethany, I'd been thinking about their advice. How to handle him and protect myself, and so far, I had come up with nothing.Heaven help me.Lost in thought, I didn't hear him come into the room. Wasn't aware of his proximity until he snaked an arm around my waist. Caught me off guard, and I jumped. "Shit!" I yelped, losing my balance, and falling back against his chest."Careful, nymph." His hold tightened, nose tracing the shell of my ear. "Don't want you to get hurt, although, I will tan that ass red if you continue to be a bad little girl.""W-What?" At my stuttering, he nipped my neck and stepped back. Turned me around so he could appraise me from head to toe.I was wearing a beige strapless over-the-knee ban
HendrixSunlight filtered through the curtains late the next day, rousing me from sleep. My eyes adjusted to the intrusion and I looked over at the nightstand, a bright red light confirming it was twenty past ten. I'd never slept in this late.Not since college.Nymph lay beside me on her stomach, one leg raised up with her hand resting below her cheek. Adorable with a hint of sexy once you looked lower and realized she wasn't wearing anything but a threadbare tank top and cheekies.At once, I was hard. Throbbed beneath the cotton of my lounge pants.Eyes set on the swell of her ass barely covered by the blanket, I pulled out my cock and stroked myself. Up, then down with a twist. Thumb across the slit, I spread the drop of pre-come there and used it as lubrication.There was no denying that I was horny as fuck.We'd gone straight to bed after dinner with the zoning commissioner and his wife. Two of the most uptight people I had ever met, and yet, they were putty in Beau's hands.Hun