Becoming Ms. Right Now (The Right Now Series Book 2) Read online

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  WARNING

  Becoming Ms. Right Now

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Playlist*

  Also by DD Sparxx

  About the Author

  Becoming Ms. Right Now

  The Right Now Series Book 2

  DD Sparxx

  Edited by

  Donna Hokanson

  Copyright © 2018 by DD Sparxx

  Cover Design by Sweet ‘N Spicy Designs.

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used factiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Contents

  WARNING

  Becoming Ms. Right Now

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Playlist*

  Also by DD Sparxx

  About the Author

  WARNING

  The following story contains mature themes, strong language and graphic sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.

  All characters are 18+ years of age and all sexual acts are consensual.

  DEFINITIONS

  Odaxelagnia: Sexual arousal from biting or being bitten.

  Blue Bean: The swelling of the female clitoris due to sexual stimulus without the release of orgasm. AKA the female equivalent to blue balls.

  Becoming Ms. Right Now

  The Right Now Series

  Book 2

  Prologue

  Baz

  I still couldn’t believe she had asked me to help her with her situation. I felt torn about it, especially knowing what I knew now.

  She was a virgin.

  I was beyond shocked. She was my best friend though, and there wasn’t much that I wouldn’t do for her.

  Plus, if it was me helping her out, I’d be able to make sure she wouldn’t get hurt. And I’d get to live out my teenage fantasies.

  This could be a mutually beneficial arrangement for both of us.

  If she hadn’t changed her mind.

  1

  Gemma

  I was still smiling when I woke up in the morning. I had a text from Harper, “Details!! I’m impatiently waiting!”

  I text back, “I’ll call you when I get back from brunch.”

  The thought bubble popped up immediately, “Brunch? Are you still together????” I could feel her emotions through the screen.

  “No. But he is picking me up for brunch. And I DO have a lot to share later on.” I’d leave her hanging with that little tidbit.

  “Evil woman! I’ll be waiting.”

  I laughed at her response and set my phone off to the side as I put music on and got ready for our brunch date. Is that what it was, a date? Slow down, Gem, don’t get ahead of yourself, he hasn’t agreed to anything yet. As “Cut to the Feeling” came on by Carly Rae Jepsen and I knew it had to be a sign from above. I was singing along as I climbed into the shower and made sure to reminded myself this was a no strings thing.

  But then I got out, and was singing and dancing around to “Timber”, and I couldn’t help but allow myself to get caught up in the possibilities of how this could turn out. It’s going down, I’m yelling timber. You better move, you better dance. Let’s make a night you won’t remember, I’ll be the one you won’t forget. I opened my closet and debated on what to wear. It only took a quick scan and I felt myself smiling even bigger.

  I decided to fulfill the dress requirements of a stellar pupil. I pulled out a short plaid skirt and white blouse I had worn for Halloween a few years back. I added a white lace thong, a pair of white knee socks that ended just below my knees and some platform Mary Jane’s. I decided to go braless, and once I was dressed, I noticed you could definitely see the pink of my nipples through my blouse. I started to feel a little unsure as I looked myself over in the mirror. I felt sexy though, and that was a completely foreign feeling to me.

  I pulled my hair into 2 ponytails on either side of my face and my hair flowed down over my breasts so that my nipples were covered. I felt better. This way I could stay covered up or be brazen. I was sure I’d know which way to go when the time was right. I put on my mascara and decided that, coupled with my cherry chapstick, was enough. Even though I wanted to be beyond naughty, I thought the wholesome, innocent look suited me better for now. And I basically was innocent. But hopefully that wouldn’t be the case for long.

  Jason Derulo sang about crossing over to the other side as I finished giving myself the once-over in the mirror. Was that what we were about to do? There were Fourth of July sparks flying and he certainly kissed me like it was do or die. I took a deep breath as I heard the doorbell chime.

  Showtime. I quickly turned off my cell and tossed it on the bathroom counter, before I headed in to answer the door.

  I pulled the door open, stepping behind it partially while he entered. Bastian’s smile completely faltered and his jaw fell open when he turned back to greet me.

  “Fuck, Gemma.”

  I straightened my shoulders and cocked my head to the side. “I told you I wouldn’t change my mind. I want you to teach me. I’m ready, and more than willing, to be an ideal student.”

  I saw him swallow as he stared at me, for once at a loss for words. I could see the war waging inside of him. I waited patiently to see which side would win. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long.

  He closed the space between us in two large strides. I gasped as his mouth quickly claimed my own. His hands flew to my ass and pulled me flush with his body. I could feel his fingertips grazing the skin on the back of my thighs and my breasts were crushed against his chest, my nipples already straining against the fabric of my blouse. Heat and adrenaline surged through me. My hands wrapped up around his neck and my fingers gripped his hair. I moaned into his mouth as our tongues battled against each other.

  Then, just as quickly as it began, I felt him pulling back. “Fuck.” I heard him mutter again.

  He took a deep breath. His forehead was pressed to mine as his dark eyes looked deeply into my own. Desire, flames, heat, need, it all shined down at me.

  “You completely derailed my thinking. I was planning on taking you to brunch and now all I want to do is make you my brunch. You have no clue how you affect me. I came here ready to accept whatever decision you made. I just didn’t expect to be greeted by you lookin
g exactly like you used to in my X-rated school boy fantasies. Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?”

  It was my turn to swallow hard. Up until last night, I had no clue he felt any sort of attraction to me, let alone had had high school fantasies. I licked my lips before I responded.

  “I wanted to make sure you took me seriously. I didn’t want to give you the opportunity to turn me down. I meant it when I said no strings, Baz. We can even set a month for a timeline. I know how you feel about relationships, and I want to try it your way. My own way certainly hasn’t been working. I want to be Ms. Right Now.” I knew I was rambling, but couldn’t seem to stop myself. “I don’t expect us to be exclusive or anything-”

  He pulled back quickly, his hands moving from my ass up to my waist, holding me at arms length. “Make no mistake, precious, if we’re doing this I expect it to be exclusive.”

  He did? “You do?” That surprised me and I’m sure he could see it on my face. “I just mean, I don’t want you to feel like I’m trying to make this into something it isn’t. I get the meaning of no strings attached.”

  He took me by the hand and led me to the couch. “I’m sure you do. But I told you last night if I agreed to this I was going to make sure you got what you deserved and I was going to do it right. You deserve exclusivity, especially in this situation. If you want no strings, I’m your guy, but I want to make sure I teach you everything, and that includes how a man should make you feel treasured. If you’re just one in a sea of many, how treasured are you going to feel?” He continued holding my hand as we discussed the terms of our agreement, his thumb drew circles on the back of it that sent chills up my arm.

  I found myself nodding in agreement, he had a point. “Ok, then, I’m good with the exclusive part. What else?”

  “So much, I’m not sure where to start and I’m not sure a month will be long enough, but we can say a month for now. I want you to know how much your trust means to me. I’m honored you want me to be the one to show you the ropes. I promise to do the best I can to make sure you learn everything you could possibly want to know. We need to set up some guidelines. First and foremost, we don’t let this arrangement effect our friendship. If one of us starts to feel like it’s going sour we each reserve the right to call a stop to it.”

  “Deal.” I nodded again. This was a very small concern for me. I didn’t see how it could go wrong, he was great at being Mr. Right Now. I just didn’t have experience with being Ms. Right Now, so I’d just have to keep reminding myself this was a ‘right now’ arrangement, and having a timeline would help me with that.

  “As much as I have to teach you, I’ve never done anything like this before, so it’ll be a little bit of a learning curve for me as well. For starters, I need to know exactly what you already know and what I need to teach you. You said you’ve never felt the spark with anyone. Did you mean ever or in a long time?”

  I pondered that before answering. “I think I felt attraction back in high school, but definitely not an actual spark, and nothing similar to a spark in my adult years. With the exception of you,” I shrugged.

  He couldn’t stop the dimple that popped up and the sexy smirk that creased his handsome face, but I could tell he was trying not to let my confession go to his head.

  “Ok, so I know you haven’t had actual sex. So, start with telling me exactly what you have done.” He waited patiently for my answer.

  “Um, so in baseball terms, second base and rounding third I guess. It’s been a while since I’ve let any man really touch me. And last night was the furthest I’ve ever gone.” I let that sink in for a minute.

  “But, Gem, all we did was make out. Are you telling me you’ve never made out with a man since high school?” It was his turn to look surprised.

  “I’ve kissed men, Baz, I’m not that virginal. But the roaming hands and grinding, well, no. I haven’t gotten carried away like that. I didn’t want any of those other experiences to go any further than kissing. I haven’t felt anything even close to what I felt last night.”

  Understanding dawned on his face. “Wait, so you’re telling me you haven’t had an orgasm since high school?”

  “No, I’m not telling you that. I never had one in high school. But I’m fully capable of giving myself an orgasm.” I stared at the floor, biting my lip.

  Spit it out, Gemma.

  I took a deep breath and peered up into his dark eyes before I continued.

  “It’s just that prior to last night, I had never had one with another person.”

  2

  Baz

  She looked embarrassed at what she had just shared with me. I took in what she had just confessed. I was her first ever orgasm with another human being. Me. And I had hardly even touched her. I felt pride swell through me at her admission. The things I was going to teach her about pleasure and chemistry were endless. She had been so responsive. I was going to use this knowledge to my advantage.

  I looked over at her and took in her outfit again. Her tall stockings and shoes made her legs look long. Her skirt barely covered her perky ass and I could see one of her nipples peeking out from behind one of her ponytails that had shifted. She made me want to do every dirty thing I had ever imagined, right here and now. I had to slow myself down though. We had plenty of time.

  “Don’t be embarrassed, precious. I need to make sure you feel comfortable enough to tell me everything and anything that I ask. I promise I won’t ever judge you.” I wanted to make sure we had a clear line of trust opened between us.

  “I know you won’t. I’ll do my best to always answer what you ask honestly, even if I think it’s mortifying to admit.” Her gaze fell to the floor again.

  “Hey, there’s nothing you could tell me that would be mortifying.” I reassured her.

  “I don’t know, blurting out that you were my first ever two-person orgasm was pretty mortifying,” she bit her full lip as she looked back up at me, then she started laughing and the tension that had started to build melted away. I joined in and laughed with her.

  “Ok, so the second rule, is that where we are now?” She nodded as I continued. “We need honesty at all times. If I ask you a question, you need to answer it honestly, as I just stated. In turn, I will answer any and all of the questions you ask of me honestly. We need full transparency for this to work. If I do something you don’t like, you need to tell me. If I’m doing something you do like, let me know that as well. Communication is a huge part of having a successful sexual relationship.” I watched her face for any signs of concern, but instead found her nodding in agreement with me again.

  “Ok, I think I can do that, it sounds easy enough. Are there a lot of things to not like?” Her head tilted sideways in unabashed ignorance.

  “I’m sure there will be somethings you like more than others, and some you might not like at all. But we’ll learn as we go and figure it out together. I’m going to make sure all of your needs and wants are taken care of.” And the thought of those potential needs and wants running through my mind were making my cock swell again. I needed to remind myself to focus on taking it slow here.

  “I trust you, Baz. I know you’ll be thorough and teach me everything I need to know to be prepared for whatever might come my way down the road.” She let go of my hand and boldly tossed each of her ponytails over her shoulders. Even though she still had her blouse on her peaked, hard, pink nipples stood at attention before me. My eyes were drawn to them like magnets and my mouth watered.

  “You have no idea the number of things I am going to teach you.” I forced my eyes back up to hers. “Should we seal our agreement with a kiss?” I was desperate to taste her again, I leaned forward slightly.

  She closed the distance that was remaining. “Yes,” she hissed out just before her lips met my own and her fruity scent encompassed me once again.

  I kept reminding myself slow, slow, slow. I needed to take all of this slow. But when her soft moans filled my ears, it was hard to remember that. I st
arted to pull back, but her mouth followed me. We ended up horizontal on her couch, her on top and her thighs straddling my hips. That’s when my brain shut down completely.

  Her body fit perfectly against me, every soft curve molding to the hard planes of my own. My hands skimmed over her and found their way to her ass again. I pulled her firmly against my erection and ground my hips into her. Her tongue continued its assault on mine. Of all of the things she needed me to teach her, she definitely didn’t need me to teach her this. Her kissing skills required no instruction whatsoever. She already knew how to grind on me to get herself off, and to get me off too if I was being honest.

  As hard as it was to stop her, I knew I needed to do it now before I lost all will power. I forced myself back into a seated position, and Gemma quickly adjusted herself so that her thighs were wrapped around my waist and her center was pressed even more firmly to me.

  “We need to slow down, precious. I want to make sure I don’t miss anything that you could possibly wish to know.”

  “I want you, Baz. That’s what I want. I want everything you want to do to me. Everything you think I’ll want, and then, I want more. I don’t want you to stop. I want you to make me feel alive.” Her words were mumbled against my neck as she kissed her way from my ear to my jaw and back.