I loosened my tie and pulled it over my head, unbuttoned my shirt, and tossed it. “You still looking?” She smiled and nodded. “Don’t look away Angel.”
I unbuttoned and dropped my pants.
“That is one beautiful cock.”
I looked down and wrapped my hand around my dick and stroked it. “This thing?”
She nodded and stepped out of the shower and wrapped her hair in a towel.
“For ten minutes, I’ve been thinking about your hot mouth wrapped around this.” I stroked it again.
“For fifteen I’ve been rubbing my clit thinking of the same damn thing.”
She walked over and knelt down. She grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her lips. She stuck her tongue through the ring on my tip and tugged a bit.
“My phone,” she said between licks up the underside of me.
“What?” I asked as I pulled her hair away from her face so I could get a better look.
“I want a picture of my mouth rapped around your beautiful cock.”
“As interesting as it sounds I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“I’ll finish.”
“You will regardless.” I pushed into her hungry mouth and she moaned.
“Please?” She asked as she sucked on my balls.
“No face shot.”
“Well not of you.” She smiled as she rubbed her tongue up me again.
~
Angel Danoza was a girl I’d hung out with for a couple weeks now. We met at a bar, yeah I know, she and I got to talking about family. Again I know, weird huh? She came from new money too. So she understood the fact that I hated having to think before I acted on sexual desire or need.
No strings, no bullshit, just sex, and that’s just the way we both liked it. She didn’t spend the night and we were not monogamous. Well we wouldn’t be as soon as I found something else of interest.
I didn’t understand my brothers. Why the hell would you want to go and ruin a perfect hook up with a relationship? I had no desire to get blankets pulled off me in the middle of the night. I don’t want to think about planning my life around someone other than myself and my family. If I wanna sleep until noon, I don’t want anyone to tell me I should be up doing something else. If I wanted to take off for the weekend I can. I had no one to tell me what to do and when to do it.
Angel sucked me off, I fucked her and gave her three screaming orgasms and then she was out the door. Fucking perfect.
I got out of the shower and threw on some shorts. I went to the fridge and grabbed some grilled chicken that may or may not be on its last leg and threw it in the microwave. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and looked down at the file Abe had handed me.
Personal assistant. Taelyn Patrick. Cute name, I thought as I opened the file and took a drink.
“What the fuck!” I nearly choked when I saw the picture.
I grabbed my phone and dialed Momma Joe.
She answered after three rings. “Xavier is everything alright?”
“No.”
“Its late here son.”
“It’s five in the morning there Momma.”
“You sound upset.”
“Yeah. Call and cancel this assistant. I don’t need one.”
“You do. This is a not up for discussion.”
“You hired Shawn White’s twin sister Momma!”
“She is qualified Xavier.”
“She’s something that’s for sure.” I looked at the picture of the curly auburn haired girl with glasses and I swear she had braces or buck teeth she was covering with those large lips. She had freckles across her nose and she appeared to have the personality of a fucking rock. “How the hell do you expect me to work with Shawn White?”
“Her name is Taelyn.”
“How the hell old is she? She looks like she’s just hit puberty and it hit her back not all that damn graciously either.”