Traffic was light in the Oakland foothills, Nicholas La Cour thought as he drove his car up Skyline Boulevard. He checked his watch. It was a little past midnight. He glanced ahead, and his eyes caught the vibrant lights of the City of Oakland looming out before him. The chill of the night had a strong bite he thought, as he closed his sunroof.
A few minutes later the bright lights of the old familiar house loomed before him. Only a select few men were ever invited to the parties held here. His best friend Quinn Rolandis was one of them.
Nicholas found a place to park his car. A few minutes later he headed for the front door and felt the familiar churning feeling in the pit of his stomach before he rang the bell. The front door opened for him.
“Jesus Christ girl, you don’t have any clothes on!” he said, his eyes bulging. His mind wandered back to the time Quinn had taken him to a bachelor’s party. He wondered if tonight was going to be one of those parties. He didn’t have long to wait to find out.
“Lips, hips, or fingertips?” the young girl asked smiling up at him.
“How old are you?”
“None of your damn business,” Quinn’s slurred voice coldly sliced the air. It was obvious Quinn was inebriated.
Nicholas looked back at Quinn. He was surrounded by women. He knew he wasn’t ready to leave.
“Look Nicholas, get your butt in here. The party has started. Now that girl that answered the door gives a mean blow job.” Quinn sluggishly chuckled. “Let her get you started.”
Nicholas hesitated. He hated it when Quinn had been drinking too much. “Quinn, I thought I was just coming to pick you up. You said you were ready to go,” he murmured under his breath. He was torn between looking at the naked woman beside him and looking back at Quinn. He shoved his hands in his pockets.
Quinn’s laughter carried on the air.
Nicholas heaved out a sigh. “It’s the middle of the work week, for crying out loud, Quinn! And I have an early appointment, remember? And its past midnight as it is.”
Nicholas was in agony. He wished the naked girl standing in front of him would stop smiling at him. He swallowed hard and lowered his eyes.
The young girl bushed her naked body against him.
Quinn laughed. His eyes were red and bloodshot. “Nicholas my man, I can’t believe you sometimes. Right now, you’ve got a beautiful naked woman standing in front of you ready to fulfill your every desire and you are standing here thinking about work.”
With one hand Quinn took a big swallow from a bottle of bourbon. With his other hand he swatted the backside of a naked girl. “Nicholas man, you don’t have your priorities in order! Tonight, I’m a bad boy. Tomorrow…Well we will just have to wait and see how good a boy I can be tomorrow. And then Friday will take care of itself.”
The naked girl giggled loudly as she rubbed against Nicholas. She groped her own breasts as she giggled.
Quinn spoke without giving Nicholas his full attention. “Look here Nicholas. Right now, Luscious Lola is waiting for me. And you know I can’t resist Luscious Lola,” he said with an effort to steady himself. “See what you can do with that naked girl in front of you. Go and have some fun,” he said before heading back up the staircase.
The naked girl standing in front of Nicholas reached out and took his hand. He followed her like a child. She led him down a long corridor. Finally, they reached a door. She reached out and opened the door wide. Standing on the threshold she held her arm out wide beckoning Nicholas to enter.
Nicholas stood there taking in the room. A Jacuzzi tub sat in the middle of the room. Its soft hum purred like a kitten.
Nicholas slowly smiled.
The young woman closed the door.
Slowly the young woman ran her hand over Nicholas shoulders and removed his jacket. She dropped it to the floor. She ran her hands down his spine and under his polo shirt. In one swoop she pulled it over his head. In seconds she’d striped Nicholas naked.
Her hands reached out and slowly caressed his bare chest.
Nicholas smiled nervously. “It’s chilly in here.”
“Come, let’s get in the Jacuzzi,” the young girl said. “Then you’ll relax, and I’ll fulfill your every pleasure!”
Nicholas hesitated. “Hey look. I… I hope you don’t think this is strange but is there an older girl around maybe? Say one that’s at least eighteen” He hesitated. “And maybe one that hasn’t screwed Quinn tonight?”
The young girl smiled. “Luscious is here tonight,” she said. “Quinn prefers Luscious. By the way I’m twenty-one. I have a driver’s license to prove it. I just look young. And no, I haven’t screwed Quinn tonight. Blow job yes, screw no,” the girl added.
Nicholas smiled. “Okay then let me start over. My name is Nicholas… And I’ll have what Quinn didn’t have. In fact, give me the works, but before you ride Mr. Nicky wrap him up in a condom.”
The overnight rain storm was typical for February. Late that Thursday night Maëlle Moulard pulled her car into the driveway. She hoped it would stop raining before the concert tomorrow night. She was looking forward to the five old friends getting back together. She waited as the automatic garage door opener started. Slowly she pulled her car into the garage and parked alongside the sleek BMW.
A man’s voice sliced the air. “Are you playing hard to get? Hurry up. I’ll be in the bedroom.”
“I’m coming lover,” Maëlle said, as she got out of her car and quickly walked through the doorway where the man had stood.
Maëlle felt her stomach churn as she walked down the long quiet corridor. The house sat in at the very top of Summit Country Club Hills with a view of the mountains that was breathtaking. She opened the door to the bedroom.
Her lover was lying naked on the rug, propped up on his elbow in front of the fireplace.
She walked over and stood in front of him.
The man’s eyes glowed with a hungry sensual passion. “Are you going to take off those clothes or do you want me to?”
Maëlle wasn’t shy about taking off her clothes. Her green eyes held the man’s as he watched her. She quickly removed her jeans and sweatshirt. She stood naked before him and purred. “You like?”
“Hmmmm no underwear, yes I like that,” he said, as his eyes admired her leg.
He reached his cold hand out and gently stroked her ankle and then placed a kiss where his hand had been.
“Whew! You’ve learned a new trick Quinn,” she moaned.
“And you’re beautiful… I’ve been waiting for you for over an hour,” he said.
All at once Quinn stopped what he was doing and seriously stared back at her. “Oh, and did you bring me a slice of chocolate cake to eat after,” his lips curved into an inviting smile.
Maëlle squinted her eyes back at him. “Yeah Quinn, but you keep forgetting that I’m not your wife, or your maid, or your, bring me a slice of chocolate cake when you come, girl.”
Quinn just ignored her. “Oh, why do you make me suffer waiting for you?” He hissed under his breath. “You drive me mad waiting to possess the magic secret of you,” his lips curled up into a wicked grin, as he looked up at her. “Aren’t you going to come closer? Why do you make me wait so? I can’t stand it.”
She looked down at him. His predatory eyes stared back at her. She stooped down on her knees in front of him. “Cut out the drama crap Quinn Rolandis. This is just sex, plain and simple.”
He drew her close. He leaned in to nuzzle her neck. He could smell her skin. “You borrowed Lacey’s perfume again didn’t you Maëlle?”
She pulled away from his reach and studied him. His eyes betrayed him. She knew he was thinking of Lacey.
“I knew you liked it so much Quinn, that I begged her to give me a bottle for my birthday,” she said hesitating. “Now if you’re done smelling Lacey’s perfume. I’ll have to make you beg for it. That is if you want your itch scratched.”
She leaned over and kissed him softly. “Now say please and mean it,” she purred commandingly.
He flashed his most charming smile murmuring low. “Okay, please…!”
She kissed him hard. He tasted so good. Suddenly he pushed his tongue into her mouth.
She pulled his hair hard. “You’ve got the condom Quinn?”
“Oh, you know I do,” he said, as his mouth took possession of hers. He devoured her with kisses. His tongue left her mouth and trailed down to her breasts.
Maëlle stopped abruptly and pulled away again.
Quinn shuddered. “What is it now?”
“This is just an empty hearted screw. You know that don’t you? Don’t go blabbing this to anyone. Tomorrow I’m giving up meaningless sex and going back to being a virgin,” Maëlle hissed out.
“Me too,” Quinn moaned between kisses. “This is just our little secret. Our agreement stands. No one is to ever know about this.”
Maëlle pulled out of his embrace. Her affair with Quinn was their little secret. Quinn was where she went to escape. He gave her the attention she craved and as a bonus his wild animalistic sex drive matched her own.
Sometimes her life was beyond crazy.
“Don’t ever tell Lacey and for God’s sake you’d better not ever tell Nicholas,” she murmured under her breath. “You hear me?”
Quinn shook his head. He’d agree to anything. But he wasn’t worried about himself. He enjoyed having sex. He knew what he wanted. He thought about it. “I’d better be able to trust you,” he said with an edge in his voice.
Maëlle smiled with her thoughts. All Quinn meant to her was a quickie and a chance to enjoy something she knew her best friend Lacey had never experienced. Every day she had to live with the fact that the only man she ever loved would forever be in love with her best friend. She long ago gave up thoughts of ever having Kienan Egan as her man. The mighty Quinn was just something she could say she had that her best friend, Lacey La Cour, had never had, but wanted.
Her eyes sparked dangerously. “Look Quinn don’t be so edgy. You’re a fool if you think I’d ever want Lacey to know I’ve been with you.”
Quinn was annoyed. He spat out the words vehemently. “Good! Then we understand each other.”
Maëlle’s voice was effortlessly cool, “So Quinn, are you still holding on to that secret dream of yours? You know the one that one day Lacey will be your girl?”
Quinn frowned. “Stop it Maëlle, you know I hate to play games. You and I both are suspicious and despicable people,” his eyes lingered on her lips. He reached out a finger and ran it seductively across them. He hated the way she could make him feel. He felt weak. But he needed her. Slowly he inhaled savoring Lacey’s perfume. He smiled back at Maëlle. He knew she knew he needed her to wear Lacey’s perfume. He stared at her.
Maëlle held his eyes unflinching. She was impatient. She slowly caressed her hand down his hard chest and brought it to rest at his engorged member. She seductively looked up at him. “I know why I’m here Quinn. My body’s starving. What about you Quinn? Do you have an appetite tonight?”
Quinn moaned as he kissed her. “You know I’m always hungry and up for some real hard fun and a slice of chocolate cake.”
