Unapologetically Me

Chapter Forty

The girls came back every afternoon and hung out with me for a little bit before leaving for work. That's why they were always so dressed up. Kimmy had a house nearby and Hayley lived with her. They were both students at the university, which surprised the crap out of me and James alike.

Kimmy was going to school to become a registered nurse and Hayley was studying business. James usually tried not to stay too long when the girls would come around because usually they were scantily clad, but when he learned that they were going to school, he seemed impressed.

They talked about their job a lot and not so subtlety hint they would love to have me work with them. Kimmy was the one who got Hayley on with her when she met her at school.

"I have a gift at picking the rare gems out. Kade gets really happy when I get him a new girl."

"And what makes you think I'd be any good at it?" I asked her one afternoon. James had gone out to get him and I some food since the girls were about to head out to work, so I felt comfortable enough to talk to them about it.

"Oh come on! You can totally tell that you're athletic under that smock. You're hot as hell! I mean, your lips are to die for and you ooze 'daddy, f**k me', vibes."

I spit out the sip of water I was drinking and cackled at her description. Hayley giggled and rolled her eyes.

"She's not wrong. Actually, no offense, kind of surprised with the boyfriend choice. He's got a big d**k, right?"

I widened my eyes as an older gentleman cleared his throat. I felt my face warm as the girls watched me, waiting for an answer even though I was checking the man out.

Once he was out the door I smoothed my hands over my flaming cheeks and widened my eyes at them. "Jeez, the poor guy was right there listening to it all!"

"So? It was just a question. If he doesn't like it, don't listen. So...Back to the question."

Hayley wiggled her eyebrows and gyrated her hips. "Totally has a big one. That's why she's with him. I mean he's cute, but I could totally picture you with a giant hunk."

"No. I mean, yes, he does, but it's not why I'm with him. He's sweet and cute and there's just something about him that makes me happy."

Kimmy's eyes softened and she smiled, her glossy lips pulling up at the corners. "That's sweet. And he's the reason why you're moving?"

"Yeah. We're going to Massachusetts because he got accepted at Harvard."

"Sh*t, he's got a big d**k and brains." Hayley fanned herself and I rolled my eyes. Kimmy eyed me for a little bit, her smile turning sad.

"What about you?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and pushed some loose strands of hair behind my ears. "What about me?"

"You're moving for him, but what about you? Are you going to school too? Or...what's going on there?"

I pressed my lips together, kind of starting to feel uncomfortable. I've voiced these same things to James, but we never really got anywhere with the conversation. I always ended up just telling him that I would work and he could go to school.

"I don't know yet."

"So...you're moving to a place you don't know for a guy you've been with...?"

"Seven months." I whispered, my cheeks burning. I even put in the months that we weren't officially together and it did sound kind of bad.

Hayley pressed her lips together and Kimmy sighed. "Sorry it's none of our business. I guess I'm all about women empowerment and all of that. You should maybe figure out something you want from the move, you know? Something to look forward to instead of just...waiting around."

James walked in just then and Kimmy smiled brightly at him. Hayley raised her eyebrows at him and he blushed as he moved around them and walked to the other side of the counter with our food.

Suddenly, I didn't feel so hungry. The girls said their goodbyes and before they left, Kimmy turned to look at me and said "Think about it."

I nodded at her and forced a smile, because now I felt confused.

"Is she still on about working at the club?"

"Always." I lied to him. I smiled and he rolled his eyes.

He set out our food and gave me my drink. I looked at James and I felt guilty for even having any second thoughts about any of it.

So while we ate our dinner, I began searching for something useful to do. Something that would further myself. James kept to himself and would just elbow me when a customer showed up to the counter. When it was time to leave, I had gotten no where.

"What's been keeping you occupied?" James asked me on the car ride home.

I pressed my lips together because I wasn't quite sure how to tell him. I didn't want him to think that I didn't want to go. Because I did. I felt like a fresh start somewhere else would really do wonders for me.

"I...I kind of think that I want to find something useful to do when we get to Massachusetts."

He furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

I shrugged and sighed. "I don't know. Something so I'm not just sitting at home waiting on you."

He nodded slowly drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. He chewed on his bottom lip as he concentrated on the road and I thought for a second that he had already forgotten what I had just said.

"What about like trade school?"

I raised my eyebrows at him and shrugged. I mean I knew what a trade was, but I didn't know what he meant.

"Like a plumber?"

He grinned and perked an eyebrow. "I would definitely hire you to clear my pipe." I smacked his arm as he laughed and I shook my head.

"You're horrible."

"Yes you still love me." He grinned and placed his hand over my thigh. "I mean t like cosmetology or like the ladies that wax v*****s or whatever. Justice likes to go to a lady that puts fake lashes on her. It's a real thing. And they make good money."

I raised my eyebrows again because I hadn't even thought about that. Huh. That was something to definitely look into. I grinned at him.

"God! I love having the smartest boyfriend ever! Thank you!" I yelled up at the ceiling of the car.

James laughed and seemed to get caught up in my yelling because he decided to add a little bit more.

"God! Thank you for giving me this smoke show of a girlfriend! Best blowjobs ever!"

I smacked him again and he chuckled. "You're an ass."

"Your ass."

"I think I've got a little bit more junk in the trunk than that."

"Oh you definitely do. F*ck. Now that's all I can think about." He shifted in his seat and pulled on his jeans. I grinned and reached across to place my hand on his thigh.

He inhaled sharply and I moved my hand down to his knee. He narrowed his eyes at me and I grinned. "What do you think about when you think of my ass?"

He blushed and shrugged. "Why?"

"I want to know."

He shook his head. "I- I think of putting my face in it. Eating it. Spanking it. Biting it. Everything."

I blushed because he had never even attempted to do any of that stuff. "Well...why not?"

His eyes widened and he huffed out a laugh. "You're joking, right? You're going to tell me I'm disgusting or something like that?"

"No. I mean, I like what I'm hearing. I don't think you're gross or anything like that. I-I mean I haven't done any of that, but I'd like to try..."

He exhaled quickly and nodded. "Tonight?" He squeaked.

I laughed at him and nodded. "Yeah. Tonight sounds good."

He grinned widely and his foot hit the gas. I clung onto my seat as he sped the rest of the way home. When we were out of the car, he grabbed me and slung me over his shoulder.

I screamed and laughed, banging on his back as he raced us upstairs, grinning as people gave us weird looks on our way.

Once inside the apartment, he locked it quickly and turned around, his eyes dark with lust, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes?"

"Is that a question or...?"

"No! I want to. Anything. Everything."

He attacked me, caressing my face and devouring my lips. The nibbles and and the feel of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure down my spine. I tangled myself against him, letting him unbutton my smock and pull it down my arms, moving his long fingers over my pebbled n*pples under my spaghetti strap undershirt.

I moaned into his mouth and yelped as he moved his hands down to my butt and lifted me up against him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let him carry me into our room. He laid me down, standing above me pulling his shirt off quickly. I pulled up at my undershirt and threw it aside enjoying the way his eyes traveled over my body like he wanted to eat me right up.

He unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down a long with my panties. I arched my back and let him move his hands under my back to unclasp my bra. Once I was free of clothes, I sat up and helped him out of his. His d**k sprung free immediately and my mouth watered instantly.

I grabbed him and stroked him but he shook his head.

"No. Not yet. I want what we talked about. On your hands and knees."

The way he demanded it made me swallow hard and I turned quickly. I liked this. I liked him telling me what to do. I turned to look at him. He stroked himself as he stared down at my ass, biting his bottom lip. Like this, I felt vulnerable. I didn't know what he was thinking or anything so I didn't know if I liked it yet.

He licked his bottom lip then moved onto the bed behind me, grabbing both cheeks with his hands and moving his face down low enough that I couldn't see him. I felt his lips press against one side and then the other and I found myself breathing heavily in anticipation.

He gripped me hard, squeezing my cheeks before I felt his teeth sink into my left cheek. I bucked forward, surprised and felt my p*ssy pulse.

He bit my other cheek and then I felt his nose move down my crack and I closed my eyes, starting to feel self conscious. It was only when I felt his tongue lick at my hole that I gasped and gripped onto the comforter. Because holy hell if felt good. He continued to lick and prod at it with his tongue, then moved down, licking my p*ssy and then moving back up.

I moaned at the obscene sounds of slurping echoing around the room and the feel of his hands pulling me apart.

One of his hands let go of me and then I felt the hard smack of it on my right cheek. I could feel myself dripping with need and when I felt another hard slap, I moaned again.

"Yes! God yes!"

"You like that?" He asked huskily He spanked me again and I lowered myself into my elbows and laid my head on the mattress, pushing my ass out to him even more. He groaned and I felt his fingers move into me as he continued to eat my ass.

F*ck it felt so good. We should have been doing this a long time ago. He pulled his fingers out of me and I felt him line himself up, placing a finger on my asshole. He moved into me with one long stroke and I moaned as he exhaled hard. I could feel his fingers rubbing at me and it was driving me insane. It felt so good, I wanted more.

Almost as if he could read my mind, he dipped his finger into me as he stroked in and out of my p*ssy. I moaned loudly and clutched onto the comforter.

"F*ck!" I cried. "Harder!" And he grunted and the sound of his thighs slapping against my ass reverberated throughout the room along with my whines and moans.

I could feel my orgasm building as his finger moved into my back hole further. I could feel my p*ssy dripping and his moans drove me further down.

It was only when I felt him grab a fistful of my hair and pull me up that I came hard, my walls pulsating against his thick, hard c*ck.

He grunted once more and shuddered, stroking once, twice, three times more into me before he exhaled deeply and pulled out. I could feel his seed spill out of me onto my thighs and I smiled at the thoughy of being covered in him.

"Sh*t, that was good." He panted and laid down. I laid down next to him and draped half of my body over his. I nuzzled against his sweaty neck and he wrapped his arm around me, rubbing my back.

"I think the only disappointing thing was that I didn't get to suck your d*ck."

He barked out a laugh and kissed my forehead. "Give me a few minutes and we can have a round two. You can suck my d**k all you want."

I grinned up at him and sighed. I was so glad that he helped me figure out some sort of thing to look forward to. Now all I had to do was apply and see how much it would cost. But at least I had the foundation of what I could do and I didn't have to feel like I was just following him like a love sick puppy.