Finding Mr Right Now_The Right Now Series Page 9

  “Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” I blinked hard a few times to clear my vision.

  “It’s ok, it was a long day, I get it.” He smiled at me from the other side of the car. Oh, those dimples.

  “Do you want to come in?” I asked hopefully.

  “I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I don’t want to cloud your judgement any more than I already have. And, honestly, I’m not sure if I fully trust myself around you right now,” he admitted as he gazed out the windshield. He was so worried about protecting me, that he didn’t realize he was the one person I didn’t need protection from.

  I leaned over the console and kissed his cheek, then trailed my lips to his ear and whispered, “Are you sure you don’t want to come in? We could just keep each other company…” I trailed off, my finger sliding down the front of his shirt. I had lots of ideas of how we could keep each other company flying through my head. His fingers gripped my chin, making me look him in the eye, and his free hand grabbed my wandering one.

  “You don’t know enough about the game you’re playing yet. If I come in there, precious, we’ll be doing more than keeping each other company. You deserve better than that. And, if in the morning this is what you really want, I’m going to make sure you get everything you deserve, in the exact way you deserve it.” He kissed me lightly on the lips. “And if instead you’ve changed your mind, we’ll move forward as if tonight’s events never happened. I’ll come by around 11:00am and we’ll head out for brunch. Sound good?”

  I swallowed and nodded, unbuckling my belt as I reached for my door handle. I stepped out of the car, but turned around and leaned back in before closing it.

  “Just an FYI, nothing is going to change between now and the sunrise. See you for brunch.” I smiled confidently as I stood and closed the door behind me. I could feel his eyes on me the whole walk to the door so I made sure to add a little more twitch in my hips. Like a true gentleman, he waited until I was safely inside and flashed my light at him before he pulled out of my driveway.

  As I wandered into my bedroom to get ready for bed I thought about everything that had transpired tonight. That was my very first orgasm with another human being, and it was earth shattering. Everything about being with Baz was like being in a romance novel. That spark, oh, that spark. It was like the grand finale on the Fourth of July, but multiplied at least tenfold. I stripped off my dress and let my hands slide over my flesh, imagining it was his hands on my body. He was an amazing kisser, my fingers drifted to my lips as I thought about how he had taken control of our kiss and my core clenched again in response.

  I sighed out loud as my fingers trailed over my breasts and I pinched my own nipples the exact way he had earlier. I had no idea how I could still be horny after that orgasm, but I did know that tonight only made me want more. After tonight’s explosions, I was more determined than ever to make him my Mr. Right Now.

  I wanted to learn everything there possibly was to learn. Who knows, maybe this was how things were supposed to work out all along. He would be the experienced teacher, and I was more than ready to be the attentive student. It helped that I knew I affected him as well. I smiled when I thought about how I felt him throb as he came with me.

  There was no way I was letting him talk me out of this. When he showed up for brunch I’d make sure there was no possible way he could decline.

  This was right. Even if only for a short time.

  I headed in to brush my teeth and finish getting ready for bed. I was still smiling as I climbed between the sheets a short while later.

  My fingers again traced along the curve of my breasts and I tweaked my nipples. Unable to stop thinking about our earlier encounter, I was already wet again. I closed my eyes and recalled every detail. Never, in my life, had a kiss evoked such a strong physical reaction inside of me. And his kisses held so much promise, a preview, of what more might come. I felt him lose control of his actions. He reacted without thought, every move one of instinct. And his little groans were completely carnal. Knowing I was the one causing them made me feel powerful.

  My hand moved lower and I lightly traced my clit. It was swollen and slick as I drew small circles over it. I was moaning out loud at how good it felt, and my other hand made its way to my entrance. I slipped a finger inside of myself and moved quicker, increasing the pressure on my clit as my body demanded it. I thought about how he had throbbed against me while I came. The fact that he came too, made it that much hotter.

  I moaned again as my heart hammered in my chest and my hips thrust up, forcing my clit even harder against my fingers. My insides clenched down and begin to pulse around my fingers, as my orgasm raced outward to the tips of my toes and exploded behind my eyes, my back bowing off the bed as I came. My hands kept moving until my shudders finally ceased.

  Aside from my earlier orgasm, this was the hardest I had ever cum in my life. I smiled sleepily as I withdrew my hands. Knowing this was all because of Baz. I couldn’t wait to see what else the future would hold.

  For now though, I felt my eyes growing heavy. And I knew, without a doubt, I’d be having very sweet dreams tonight.

  18

  Baz

  I couldn’t get the image of my precious girl cumming in front of me out of my head. She looked so fucking hot. Her face and neck were flushed, her lashes were fanned out over her cheeks, her tits were heaving with her breaths, and her body shook like there was an earthquake raging inside of her. I got hard again thinking about it as I drove.

  It had taken a herculean effort to turn down her invite to come in as I dropped her off. If I was going to do what she wanted, I didn’t want to fuck it up though.

  First and foremost, I knew I needed to call Mila and cut her off. What we had was completely casual, and we had never discussed being exclusive, but I wasn’t going to have anyone on the side if I was helping out Gemma. She deserved better than that, even if, as she said there would be no-strings attached.

  For some reason hearing her say that rubbed me the wrong way. On the other hand, I knew what she said was for the best. I was great at being the Mr. Right Now, no-strings attached guy. I just didn’t know how that would work with my best friend.

  She won though, you owe this to her. The battle waged inside me. She was drinking and wasn’t thinking clearly, she might feel completely different in the light of day. A part of me felt deflated at that thought.

  I had fantasized about Gemma for as long as I could remember. Never acting on it because I truly treasured her friendship.

  But tonight… I shook my head in shock. I had always known we’d be explosive together. And yet even I was surprised at the intensity of our encounter. It was like years of pent up want finally detonating and blowing up anything in its path.

  I still can’t believe I came in my pants. I chuckled and shook my head again. The fact that I was hard again didn’t surprise me though. I knew after having that one little taste, I wanted more.

  I parked the car, walked to the elevator and pressed the button, the doors quickly dinged open and up I went. As I walked into the condo I looked at the city lights twinkling across the dark night sky. I’d love to fuck Gemma from behind, her tits pressed against the cold glass of the window, with the lights of the valley shining in front of her.

  I poured myself another drink and went out to the terrace. As I sipped my scotch, I thought about all the possibilities that could arise from this proposition. And the only potentially negative one was losing Gem as my friend.

  And that was a big one.

  There was no way I could let that happen. But she’s the one who said no-strings attached. Maybe this could work. Maybe I could get her out of my system and do her this favor at the same time.

  I set the glass down in my sink as I walked back in. I headed up to the master suite and stripped off my clothes, tossing them at the hamper in the corner of the room. My cock was hard again and still slick with my cum. I grabbed a hand towel from my ensuite, some lotion and climbe
d into bed. I squeezed out some lotion and let my hand stroke my cock from the base to the tip, reveling in the way it felt.

  I thought about her words telling me she wanted me, that she wanted me to teach her everything. There was so much I could teach her; the possibilities were endless. The thought of being her first was beyond appealing. There was nothing more that I wanted to do than bury my cock inside of her. I was certain she would fit me like a vise grip. I knew her body would be amazing once I stripped away the layers of her clothing. I kept stroking as I imagined her naked spread out before me.

  Her skin had been so soft and she had tasted like candy. I thought about what it would have been like to have continued kissing lower, parting her open and tasting her sweet pussy, burying my tongue inside of her, feeling her ride my face.

  “Fuck….” I groaned, as my balls tightened and cum sprayed out across my hand and stomach, stream after stream after stream. Once I was fully spent, I wiped myself down and threw the towel towards the hamper. If this was what she wanted, I was certain I was going to fully enjoy every minute of it.

  * * *

  Music sounded in the distance, calling to me from my obscenely filthy dreams and rousing me from my sleep. I rolled over and turned off my alarm. As far as I was concerned, morning had come way too soon. I crawled out of bed, went through my morning routine, dressed and headed to the gym.

  As I walked into the gym, I eyed which equipment I wanted to start with. The gym was surprisingly packed this morning, so I decided to hop on the elliptical and warm up every muscle group at once. As I moved, I made a mental checklist of things to do before I went to Gem’s house this morning.

  Calling Mila was at the top of the list. Even if Gemma had changed her mind, this thing with Mila had gone on way longer than I normally allow. I didn’t want her getting the wrong idea and think we’re heading somewhere that we aren’t.

  I moved on to the weight machines once my muscles felt loose. Leg day was usually a hard one, but for some reason I seemed to have extra adrenaline running through me today. The time flew by and soon I was headed back upstairs to shower and get ready for the day.

  I made myself a protein shake and added my post workout supplement to it, eyeballing my phone as I drank it. No better time than the present to rip off the Band-Aid and end it with Mila. I dialed her up and I sipped my drink as I leaned against the counter. It rang once, twice, then was fumbled as she picked it up.

  I could hear giggling on the other end of the line and a man’s voice in the background, “Don’t get out of bed…”

  “I’ll be right back,” I heard her muffled whisper just seconds before she greeted me.

  “Good morning, Bastian.” Her voice was still a semi-whisper, and I imagined she must be exiting whatever bedroom she was in.

  “Mila.” I greeted in return. “Sorry to disturb you. It sounds like you might be busy.”

  “Um…” she was stumbling over what to say and this appeared to be the perfect opening that I had been hoping for.

  “No worries,” I assured her. “In fact, that’s what I was calling about. I was going to see if you wanted to grab a quick coffee, but since you seem to be otherwise engaged, I can make this brief. I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” I paused, giving her a beat to take in what I was saying.

  “Bastian, jou don’t understand. Thomás is just a fr-” She started, but I was quick to cut her off.

  Hearing another man in the background solidified what I already knew was a good idea. She wasn’t truly happy with our arrangement and I knew I wasn’t going to change my mind. Not on what I was willing to offer her or what I thought was for the best.

  “Mila, this really has nothing to do with your, uh, extracurricular activities. We’re both grown adult people and it’s not like we ever discussed being exclusive. You’re a beautiful, amazing woman, I just think our time together has run its course. I hope you understand.”

  “Und if I don’t?” She challenged, anger tinging her voice.

  “Then I am truly sorry for leading you on. I hope eventually you find what you’re looking for. I wish you only the best. Goodbye, Mila.” When she didn’t respond, I hung up.

  As I finished off my shake and set my glass in the sink I couldn’t help but reflect on the fact that that was a much faster and easier ending than I had anticipated. I felt like I should feel guilty, but instead I felt nothing. I walked towards the steps to go grab my shower and rechecked my emotions. Yep, still nothing.

  I showered and checked the time. I still had a good 45 minutes before I had to leave so I headed into my den to look over my new investment prospect some more. The more I ran the numbers, the more certain I was it would be a great investment to add to my portfolio. I set it back in my briefcase and my thoughts swiftly flickered to Gemma and our upcoming brunch. I grabbed my keys and headed to the parking garage with a huge smile on my face.

  I take back what I said earlier. It wasn’t ‘nothing’ that I was feeling. For the first time in a long time, I felt excited.

  19

  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, 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 two ponytails, one 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…

  Playlist:*

  YouTube Finding Mr. Right Now

  Fun.: We Are Young ft. Janelle Monáe

  Bruno Mars: Grenade

  Bruno Mars: The Lazy Song

  Bruno Mars: Treasure

  Charlie Puth: One Call Away

  Ed
Sheeran: Photograph

  Pharrell Williams: Happy

  Bruno Mars: Count On Me

  Charlie Puth: Marvin Gaye ft. Meghan Trainor

  Jessie J, Ariana Grande, Nicki Minaj: Bang Bang

  Pitbull: Feel This Moment ft. Christina Aguilera

  Rhianna: We Found Love

  Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee: Despacito ft. Justin Bieber

  Maroon 5: Moves Like Jagger

  The Chainsmokers: Don’t Let Me Down ft. Daya

  AJR: Weak

  Carly Rae Jepsen: Cut To The Feelings

  Pitbull: Timber ft. Ke$ha

  Jason Derulo: The Other Side

  * Above is the playlist of songs I feel go with the book. I do not own any copyrights to any of the songs listed; all ownership belongs to the artist, no copyright infringement intended.

  Also by DD Sparxx

  Crash Into Me Sample

  Prologue

  Ella

  As I sat alone with my toes in the sand, watching the waves, I exhaled a deep cleansing breath. Every time I was by a beach, or near a body of water, I still thought of him.

  We had so much in common and were so in love. I instantly thought back to the first time I told him I loved him.

  He picked me up for our date with a bouquet of stargazer lilies because he knew they were my favorite. He looked so adorable with the bouquet in one hand and a huge, dopey smile on his handsome face.

  "Aw, thanks, baby," I cooed with a smile. "They're beautiful."

  "Not as beautiful as you are," he smiled as he leaned forward and gently kissed my lips.

  He was such a sweet talker. And romantic, oh, was he ever romantic. My heart swelled as I thought of it. Handsome and a hard worker, too. He was the whole package. We'd been dating for about three months at this point and I was head over heels in love with him. And even though we hadn't said those exact words, I knew he felt the same way too.