“Samantha, I we are not moving fast. I plan to speed things up really soon.” I kissed her lips quickly and backed away. She watched as I adjusted my cock, and fucking licked her lips. That was not the move an innocent made, I am going to kill Williams. I grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the apartment, barely allowing her to lock the door.
Chapter 4: Samantha
Holy fuck, I think I just had an orgasm, my panties needed changing. We hurried out of the apartment and into a massive, bad ass, Hummer. At least the guy had good taste in rides. He opened the door and helped me up into the beast, lightly caressing my ass, then smiled up at me, the sly bastard. I turned to say something to him, but he stopped me with a kiss. Fucking man was going to be the death of my cooch. He ran around to the other side and hopped in, with urgency.
“Are you buckled in?” My lips were tender. I was hardly paying attention when he asked as though I was a little kid, okay gramps.
“Yes, sir.” He turned to me, his eyes blazing with something I didn’t understand, he looked sad for a moment.
“Just so you know babe, I am twenty-eight, is that too old for you?” Hell had I said that aloud. He sounded actually worried about it. After the way I moaned like a whore as he ground himself on me or was it me who rode him? How could he have any doubt?
“What do you mean?”
“Do you know what this is?” He pointed between us.
“Just some make up and styling making me attractive.”
“Sweetheart, this is chemistry that damn near combustible. I wanted you with the baseball cap and sneakers. Your look now is hot as fuck, but so was that other relaxed shit.”
I sat with my head leaning against the headrest trying to calm my racing heart. After all the lies, could this be real?
“The thing is this thing between us is going to heat up and I want to know if my age bothers you.” He wouldn’t rest until he got an answer.
“No, your bossy ass attitude does.” I enjoyed the way he looked all mad and annoyed with me. I guess I just like pissing him off. A point for me.
“You better get used to it, Red, because this is the way I am and I am not changing.” What an ass. “You have already met Claire. Now, we are going to meet my family.”
“Don’t you think this is a little fast?” He shrugged and pulled out of the parking space.
“Maybe, but I am not going to let you go on a date with another man, or for Williams to end up in your bed together again.”
“Brady and I haven’t been together, like that. He is a good guy and my friend.” The smile that marked his face was devious as he intertwined his hand with mine. Then he pulled it to his lips for a sweet little kiss that sent chills up my spine and that damn tingle back in my cooch.
“That’s good baby; that’s real good.” We got to the salon like he was in a rush. Then the little pixie, Claire, looked shocked to see me, but smiled and jumped in the back.
“Why hello Samantha. It so nice to see you again, so soon.” She turned to her brother, and leaned on his headrest. “So… this is where you needed to go. Why didn’t you tell me that you already asked her out when you grilled me for details about her?” I looked at her then him and tried not to laugh. So, he was digging for details, no wonder she was so talkative.
“Claire, why the fuck are you such a brat? And get your ass off the back of my seat.” His face had reddened in embarrassment. Good, I am not alone.
“He didn’t ask me out. He told me.” I decided to be nice.
“No, I sure as hell didn’t ask her. As far as I’m concerned, babe, you were coming, one way or another.” The fucker gave me a knowing smirk before he turned to look at the road again; so he knew I came.
He wasn’t done ranting about us. “Women! You are all going to drive me fucking crazy.”
“Ooh, you better not let mom hear you potty mouth.” I guess Claire liked poking the bear. I really like her.
“Do me a favor Claire. Shut up. See babe, this is what I have to deal with, so your ass with that attitude should be nothing.”
“Sam, I would take that as a challenge.” I smiled wickedly at her, but inside I was nervous as fuck. The bulldozer over there was caressing my hand and I could barely breathe.
“By the way, Sam, I love the dress. Totally fab!”
“My mom picked it out for my date with Antonio.” I could feel the tension when I mentioned Antonio. Did he know him or was it because I was supposed to go out with someone else. I just had a crazy thought and I hope that it is not true. Could my mom have talked him to taking me out, instead? Antonio cancelled tomorrow’s date, just before Rick showed up tonight. Just thinking of the possibility had me pissed. I pulled my hand from his. I didn’t need his fake affection.