Nikki snorted lightly, “Sweetie, there are many things you can call Gav, and ‘nice’ is not one that I usually hear.”
“He was nice to me.” I shrugged. “He makes me laugh.”
“Yeah, he’s a joker alright. Right, I need to go. Speak later, babe.”
Nikki breezed out like the whirlwind she kind of was, and I left soon after.
On the way home I thought about stopping for fast food, I really could’ve done with some greasy food so I could soak this feeling up in my stomach, but as I passed Maccy D’s I thought better of it. Instead, I carried on home. I’d find something more appealing in the larder at home, and it’d be much healthier for that matter.
As I drove, Paisley entered my mind again. I hoped she was okay. I’ll drop her a message later to see. She didn’t look well, that was a sure fact.
I got back in the house and grabbed some bread to make a sandwich. I slapped some cheese on it, cut it in half and took a bite just as my stomach grumbled on cue, moaning through every chew until I’d swallowed.
My cell chimed with a message as I sat down with a fresh coffee, the rich aroma wafted up my nose, making me want it even more. As I reached around and took it from my pocket, I saw Gav’s name as I entered my passcode.
I’m outside your place, what number is yours?
What was he doing here?
Without too much thought I quickly answered.
5B second floor. I’ll leave the door on the latch.
Suddenly, my stomach flipped. Why, I wasn’t sure. It wasn’t like this was the first time we’d been alone, fuck, he brought me to orgasm three times last time.
While I tried to come up with an excuse as to why he was here, the door knocked. I stood in the doorway that led to the hall and watched it open slowly. “Hello?” God, I loved his accent.
“Hey,” My voice sounded much more confident than I was feeling. “Come in.” I tugged it open for him as he strolled in with that confident swagger of his. He looked around my small flat, it was probably only half the size of his whole apartment. “So…” I said, “what can I do for you?”
He slowly turned until he came face to face with me. His stare bore into me, I felt like he was trying to get into my head. “How about what I can do for you.” With my hand pressed to the door I pushed it closed, his saunter had me stepping backwards but he followed me. The door clicked loudly as it shut behind me, my back pressed flat against it and as Gav’s arms caged me in, his body very lightly brushed mine. My skin tingled as he broughthis hand up and cupped my jaw, his fingertips softly teasing my skin.
“Oh damn, Gav.”
He pushed his lips out in a pout, “Shh.” In less than a beat his lips were on mine, and again I was surrendering myself to him.“I’ve been dying for this.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Gavin
Icame here to talk. At least, that’s what I told myself until I saw her standing in the doorway anyway.I don’t know what we were talking about, because it wasn’t like I was going to let my feelings bleed out all over the place.
Maybe I should’ve told her how I was feeling, because Nikki, had me wound up tighter than a coiled spring. I needed a release. I had to get her out of my head and Karen was the best way to do it. The fact that I was even here now, spoke volumes in itself.
I didn’t know why Nikki saw the need to be so combative all the time, it was exhausting. She was bad enough before we started fucking, but she was intolerable now we’d stopped. After she made a point of challenging me on whether I could cope with being at the casino, I was pissed off to the max. I wasn’t sure how much of that conversation Karen had heard, I hoped none, but I doubted it. Nikki had a way of making people listen to what didn’t need to be broadcast. I mean it’s not like I wasn’t going to tell her, I would eventually, but right now I was enjoying myself.
“You look deep in thought?” She rolled to her front and rested her chin in her hands as she watched me. I’d laid here longer than I normally would after sex. Usually, I was out of there as soon as I’d fastened my jeans up, sometimes quicker than that. But something pulled me to her, but I didn’t get what that something was. I’d never had the urge to settle down. I’d never believed that a person walking this earth lived their life just to marry that one special person. I never understood the novelty of it. My parents were the perfect example of why certain people shouldn’t be together for the rest of their lives. “I’m a good listener if you want to talk.”
“Hmm,” A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth, “you’re way too good to waste on talking.” I leaned up slightly to tug her to me.
“You can’t spend every minute inside of me you know, sometimes there has to be conversation.” The fullness of her breasts brushed my chest, sending a spark of lust to my dick as I settled her on top of me.
“Conversation is boring.” I stared into her hazy blue eyes. That was my problem though. “Why can’t we stay like this?” My hands run down her sides, my fingers tightening when they reached her hips. My dick was already like stone again and was ready to hammer away at her. My hips jerked as her pubic bone pressed against my shaft. “Hmm.” I groaned.
“Because things can get pretty boring if all we do is stay locked away in a bedroom, whether it be this tiny mousehole or your massive apartment.”
“I wouldn’t find it boring. I could keep you as my sex slave.” I smiled at that, amused by my own thoughts.
“I’m sure you wouldn’t.” I heard her long breath in. “Can I ask you a question?” She asked on an exhale.A small crease appeared between her eyes.
