The Billionaire's Pixie

Rough and Sloppy

Dinner with the family wasn't horrible like Amber had made up in her mind. No one made a comment about us being together at all. They were kind and involved her in their conversation, even more so than me. Amber was smiling a lot, forgetting about the nerves she felt when I brought dinner up.

We were on our way to her apartment, a weekend bag in the trunk while she held my hand. We were quiet, just processing everything that happened. Amber was also quite weird about the driver, she couldn’t get used to it.

I wasn’t sure if she would ever get accustomed to it.

As we got closer I felt her eyes on me. Glancing at her I raised an eyebrow at the smug look on her face. Amber had plans for tonight. My smirk confused her. She narrowed her eyes on me and subtly shook her head.

She wasn’t the only one who could play games.

“Dinner was lovely, wasn’t it?”

That question might seem simple, an innocent question being asked to make some small talk. But considering where her mind was at this was kind of cruel. I noticed how her shoulders slumped and her lips curled down at hearing the simple question about tonight.

The mood was ruined.

I smirked, “You’re more or less already part of our family.”

She slowly turned to look at me, her bright eyes darkening, “Yes, it was quite lovely.” She answered quietly, “The night is not over either.”

The car stopped in front of her apartment building. I climbed out to grab my bag from the trunk. Amber took the lead, heading inside the building while I followed after her. It was amusing to watch her walk with determination.

“I am in the mood to play some games.”

The elevator arrived, I motioned to her to step inside first. She smiled at me as she stepped inside and pushed the button to the floor of her apartment. I followed after her and stood beside her, suppressing the urge to smile as I felt her boiling beside me.

“I know you like to play games.” She told me.

“I’m not picky either.”

She glanced at me, “Me neither.”

I could feel it between us, the minute we entered her apartment our clothes would be coming off. The tension was too much, I know I had a hand in it. It was just a lot of fun to mess around with the woman who always took the lead.

She proved tonight she wasn't immune to my teasing.

The elevator stopped at her floor, we both remained standing for a second or so as the doors slid open. We knew what would happen when we entered her apartment and needed a minute to let it sink in or maybe prepare ourselves for it.

Maybe both.

“Ladies first.” I gestured,

She cleared her throat, headed out and walked with determined steps to her apartment. She glanced over her shoulder when she opened the door, the knowing look in her eyes making me smile. Following after her, I closed the front door behind me, dropping my bag when I felt hands grab my jacket and forcefully made me turn around.

Amber pressed herself up against me, her soft body feeling very nice pressed up against me. Trailing my hands over her thighs I gently pressed them against her back and held her to me. She wasn’t into gentleness right now. She pushed me very loudly against her front door, ripping my jacket off my shoulders and getting annoyed with it not getting off my body fast enough.

Laughing I pulled away from her for a second to take off my jacket and toss it on top of my bag. Her fingers started to unbutton my shirt, her eagerness cute and adorable. I knew Amber would be anything but cute and adorable in a few seconds.

I gave her time to explore my body, I knew she enjoyed it. She loved being in control when she was in this kind of mood. I didn't mind giving her that control but considering she wanted to f**k right then and there, I did need to take over eventually. It would be more comfortable.

She ripped my shirt open, I think the buttons flew off which was regretful. Nina didn’t work as a personal shopper at the moment anymore. If I did ask her to buy me a few new shirts she’d be asking why and explaining this to her would be embarrassing.

When I felt Amber’s lips press against my chest all thoughts about my family faded. She looked up at me, the cheeky look in her eyes spurring me on. I grabbed onto her waist spun us around and lifted her up, pressing her against the door.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, a soft giggle leaving her lips which made it all a little less tense.

“We won’t make it to the bed.” She whispered.

I was aware of that, I knew that the minute we stood in the elevator.

Yet I kept it to myself and pressed my lips against her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving me a little more space to worship. She ran her hands over my chest, trailing her nails over my back when I sucked and bit her sensitive skin.

“Your pants are in the way." I let her know.

We stared at each other, Amber looking quite amused by it all. She pulled her hands away from my body and cupped my face, pulling me in for another kiss. The kiss was gentle and quick. She gave me a pat against the back.

Knowing what she wanted I gently put her to her feet and stepped back to give her some space. She smiled at me as she slowly started to shrug her jacket off. She tossed it on the little pile I made. She then pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside too. Walking around me she unzipped her pants, the sound echoing through the little hallway. As I turned around and faced her she left her pants unbuttoned and unzipped and gestured for me to follow her.

Stepping forward I watched her walk away quickly, her giggle fading as she moved to her bedroom. Reaching her bedroom I barely caught the bra she threw at me, sitting on the edge of her bed in only her panties with a smirk spread across her little pixie face.

She pressed her hands in the sheets of her bed and slowly leaned back, showing me everything she had to offer. Not being able to resist I moved closer to her, reaching for that soft body of hers. She moved faster than me, rolling to the side and sliding off the bed.

She was in a playful mood.

She moved in front of me and grabbed my belt, undoing it with little effort. Unbuttoning and unzipping my pants she had them down to my knees within seconds.

“Amber-“

Before I could even warn her she was on her knees, grabbed me out of my boxers and wrapped her lips around me.

"f**k," I muttered, not prepared to get sucked off right then and there.

She grabbed onto my thighs as she sucked me off, taking me deep. She wasn't wasting any time. Running my hands through her hair, I couldn't help but grab on when she hollowed her cheeks and sucked me hard.

Not wanting to finish in her mouth I tucked a little on her hair, trying to warn her. She got the message and did pull away, licking her lips as she looked up at me.

The little smirk on her lips told me she knew exactly what she was doing.

"Get on the bed," I told her.

She did raise to her feet and did as told. I didn’t waste any time either and grabbed her panties, pulling them down her thighs and tossing the soaked fabric aside.

“I like it when you get rough with me.” She breathed.

Pulling her legs apart, I did catch how wet and ready she was. She was so enticing right now and she knew exactly what she did to me. Settling between her legs I liked how she wrapped her legs around my waist and rubbed herself against me.

She grabbed me, rubbed her hand up and down a few times and then pushed me inside her. The minute I was inside of her I started to build up with a few slow thrusts, enjoying the little sounds she made. She grabbed onto my biceps and held on.

Leaning in I pressed my lips against her neck and slowly started to build up my thrusts. Things might have started off a little rough and sloppy now that we were connected we both longed to have it last.

***

Early morning hanging out in bed with coffee, pancakes, and strawberries was like our little heaven. We were both lazy and yet fully satisfied after last night’s adventures. Amber kept smiling and laughing and her eyes glittering with happiness. It was nice spending time with her like that.

Amber plucked at her strawberry, taking off their green top as if she was torturing it and looked at me when she noticed me staring at her with raised eyebrows. She shrugged her shoulders and took a bite out of her strawberry.

“So good.” She whispered, she grabbed a new strawberry from the bowl and held it out to me. “Try it.” Not being able to refuse her I took the fruit from her and took a bite from it, “Oh, Grace tried to contact me.”

“She tried?” I asked, pushing Amber’s hand away when she tried to steal the other half of my strawberry, “You fiend, grab your own one.” I grabbed the bowl and held it out to her, “Take as many as you want.”

She rolled her eyes, "I wanted yours." She muttered but did take a handful of berries, "Yeah, she tried. I didn't answer her calls or messages. At first, I felt guilty about it but then her messages became more threatening and rude."

“What did she say?”

Her eyebrows shot up then, “Wow, you sound really serious now.” When she noticed I didn’t smile she continued, “She started off asking to meet up. When I didn’t respond she started messaging me how ugly I am inside and out, a backstabber and lots of snake emoji’s.”

“Childish.” She still couldn’t make me laugh because I didn’t brush Grace’s messages off like a joke, “Send those messages to me.”

“Nick, she’s just pissed that we’re dating-“

I wasn’t going to mess around with this, Jacob was right about this thing becoming serious and fast. Grace could become dangerous and I wasn’t letting her becoming a threat to Amber.

“Just do it, please.”

She nodded, reaching to the bedside table at her side of the bed and grabbing her phone, “I’ll do it now.” She whispered, “What are you going to do with them?” She asked.

“I’ll meet up with Jacob to discuss how to proceed, he has more experience with this.”

I wasn’t going to feed her some bullshit story, honesty was the best way to survive this thing. Grace was not going to ruin this, I wouldn’t let her and I was sure Jacob felt the same way about it.

Amber put her phone away and poked my cheek, “It’s cute seeing you bond with Jacob.”

"Shut up," I muttered.

She grinned, “There is no need to get embarrassed about it. You two should get along. You’re both great.”

I grabbed another strawberry and fed it to her, “Just eat your berries, Tinkerbell.”

She giggled but did open her mouth so I could feed her another one. Laughter and jokes didn’t make me forget about Grace. She was losing it and even though Amber couldn’t believe her friend would hurt her I was getting anxious.

We needed to take action now.