Revenge: A Bad Boy Romance (51 page)

“Fine. The secret is safe with me.”

“Good. Now, talking about secrets, I’m hearing a lot of talk about you and April spending time together late at the office and—”

“Kathleen?” Pierce yelled out from the bottom of the stairs with perfect timing. “We should hit the shops and get food for tonight.”

“We’ll talk about this later,” Mom said, as she disappeared down the stairs.  

Not if I can help it.

Mom and Pierce left to go shopping, and shortly after I heard April come up the stairs. Her footsteps approached my room, but she kept on walking and entered the spare room next door that Mom had reserved for her.  

I wasn’t going to win her over by sitting in my room alone. I got up and walked to the room next door. The room that had previously been a spare room that I hogged for playing video games as a kid. Now it had my workout bench and a scattering of weights.  

“Come in,” April said softly after I knocked on the door.  

“How’s your new room?” I asked, walking in and looking around at the familiar, yet strange, room.

The weights had all been shoved under the bed, and the workout bench was pushed up against a wall in the corner. The old desk was still there, except instead of being used for a television and video game console, it now just had a computer.  

April stood with her back to me examining some makeup that had been left on the chest of drawers. Mom, or maybe Pierce, had tried to make the place feel like a home away from home, but April looked a little overwhelmed by it all.

“Your mom’s really nice,” April said. “She’s spent a fortune on all this stuff.”  

“She just doesn’t want to see you without makeup on. It’s not a pretty sight.”  

Smooth, Foster, real smooth.

April turned around, but instead of giving me a death stare, she broke into a smile. “How would you know what I look like without makeup on? You left before I woke up, remember?”  

I knew exactly what she looked like without makeup. I’d woken up about six in the morning that day, and had quickly gotten dressed and stolen her panties as I always did after a one-night stand.  

The blinds in her apartment were cheap and didn’t keep out much of the light. The early morning sun had shone on the bed, illuminating April’s face in a soft orange glow.  

She’d been captivating even without the makeup, which she must have removed while I’d been recovering from one of our many sessions that night. I’d almost undressed and crawled back into bed. As it was, I stared at her for at least ten minutes, before finally tearing myself away.  

“Maybe next time I’ll stick around until the morning,” I replied.  

She smiled again, but didn’t respond. Was that a good thing or a bad thing?

“Thank you for what you said to my dad,” April said, as she sat down on the new double bed that was also a new addition to the room. “That meant a lot to both of us.”

“I think I need to apologize for the bad apology,” I joked. “I didn’t exactly knock that one out of the park.”

“It just takes practice. I’m sure you’ll get plenty of that.”

“Yeah, I think you might be right.”

“You can sit down,” she said, patting the bed next to her. “Judging by the wallpaper and the weights under the bed, I’m guessing you used to spend a lot of time in this room.”

“I’ve had some fun times in here.”

“I probably don’t want to know.”

I grinned. “Nothing sordid, thank you very much. I saved that for the bedroom.”

April opened her mouth to speak, changed her mind, opened it again, and finally closed it.

“What is it?” I asked. “You obviously want to say something.”

“It’s a little personal.”

“I’ve seen you naked. I’ve felt you orgasm on my cock. I think we’re beyond personal.”

“Good point. Your Dad. What happened to him?”  

“Cancer,” I replied. “Lung cancer. He was relatively young, but he’d smoked since he was a teenager. Can’t say he didn’t bring it upon himself, but that doesn’t make it any easier to bear.”

April laughed gently. “Tell me about it.”

“Now I get to ask you a question.”

“I’m not going to like this am I?”  

“Probably not,” I admitted. “But I’m going to ask it anyway. Why did you bail on me the other night outside your apartment? I know you wanted me. You were dying for it as much as I was.”  

April looked down at her lap and took a few moments to compose herself before answering. Either that, or she was thinking up a lie. I didn’t know which.

“I’m sure we would have had a good night,” April said. “But there’s no way this can end well. It’s bad enough that you’re my boss—”

“I won’t be for much longer.”

“No, but after the summer you will be my stepbrother. This won’t have a happy ending.”

“I’m fairly sure there was a happy ending the last time we spent the night together. More than one actually.”

“I guess I can’t deny that.”

“Nope. Look, I know the sensible version of you thinks this is an awful idea, but there’s another part of you that is desperate to go through with this. Where’s the April that brought a stranger back to her apartment that night?”

“Well, you’re not a stranger anymore, so it’s no fun.”  

April smiled, but it disappeared quickly when I looked into her eyes. She held my gaze, even as I lifted my hand to her cheek and lightly brushed her soft skin.  

Then I kissed her.

Her hands went straight to my chest, but instead of pushing me away, her fingers dug into my muscles through the thin cotton t-shirt that was stretched over my pecs.

She’d been wanting to do that for a long time.

I quickly unbuttoned her blouse before she could have a change of heart. Her sexy light blue bra, covered in a lacy trim, pushed up her chest so that her two breasts looked like fresh fruit ripe to be squeezed. That’s exactly what I did.

What had started as a soft kiss, had quickly turned aggressive, as our hands grabbed at each other’s bodies to claim what we’d both been wanting all this time. My hand popped round to her back and gracefully opened the bra with one flick of my fingers, before I practically tore the blouse and bra from her body.

“What if our parents come home?” April asked. I could tell she was just going through the motions. She wouldn’t have stopped right now even if they were in the next room.  

“They won’t be home for at least an hour.”

My lips went down to her breasts where I sucked greedily at her nipples, and bit down gently with my teeth, claiming her breasts as my property. She whimpered slightly, but held my head to her chest.

This time it’s happening.

She clawed at my t-shirt until I had to move my head from her chest for her to pull it off completely. April looked at my chest with a hungry look in her eyes, much like I had when I stared at her.

I thrust my hand between her legs, reaching up her skirt until I felt the soft cotton of her damp panties. I pressed my palm against her sex, covering every inch of her folds and applying gentle pressure to her clit.

April groaned and locked her mouth against mine for an aggressive embrace. Her fingers gripped my back as she squirmed under my touch. April might be shy at the office, but once I got her naked the animal inside always came out.  

When my fingers weaved their way under her panties and into her wet pussy, April pulled away from my lips and fell back onto the bed. I looked down at her perfect breasts, each topped off with erect nipples like the cherry on a cake, as she wriggled around while I finger-fucked her tight sex.  

I was about to pull her skirt off and go down between her legs when I felt the familiar convulsions of her muscles clamping around my fingers. She was about to come hard, and I wasn’t about to interrupt her, even if it meant missing out on tasting that gorgeous pussy for the time being.  

I shoved my two fingers deep insider her, curling them slightly to rub the sensitive spot on the top of her tunnel, before pulling them almost the entire way out and then thrusting them back inside.  

“Come for me,” I moaned.  

My command was well received. Her fingers grabbed hold of the bed spread as her back arched into the air. Her muscles spasmed around my fingers as she came, leaving them covered in her essence.

I removed her skirt and peeled off her soaking wet panties so I could get a good look at her naked and glowing on the bed. This was almost better than the actual sex. Almost.

“I like it when you boss me around,” April said as she lay on the bed gasping for breath. “Especially when you order me to come for you.”

Music to my ears. “You want to give you some more orders?”

April leaned up onto her elbows and bit her lip in that sexy, innocent way she could somehow still pull off even when she was lying naked with her cum pooling between her thighs.

“Yes, please,” she replied. “Tell me what to do.”

I stood up and unbuckled my jeans, before letting them drop to the floor. I kicked them off and then did the same with my boxers. April stared directly at my cock as if she wasn’t sure it was real. I’d seen that look before many times, but fortunately there was one sure way to prove to a woman just how real it was.

“Get on your knees,” I ordered.

April barely hesitated. She grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it in front of my before dropping down to her knees. The pillow was a nice touch—I had to respect a woman who knew how to avoid carpet burn.  

“Now what?” she teased. “I’m not sure I know what to do here?”  

I grabbed the back of her head, weaving my fingers into her luscious blonde hair, and used my other hand to angle my rock hard cock down towards her tender lips. The pre-cum glistened on the tip, waiting for her to lick it clean.

“Suck,” I said firmly. “And don’t be all ladylike about it either.”

I hadn’t expected her to take my command so seriously. She immediately opened her mouth and clamped her lips around my cock, going down as far as she could manage, before coming back up with a loud slurping noise.  

The amount of suction she applied to my cock was fucking insane. Her hand grabbed the base of my shaft to stroke the part she couldn’t reach with her mouth, while she kept sucking hard at the rest of it like it contained the secret to everlasting life.

I could come right now. I could easily explode into her mouth. I placed a second hand on the back of her head, and started pulling her down onto my cock.  

She pressed her hands against my thighs for support but she didn’t fight me. When I let go, she came up desperate for air, but then went straight back down onto my shaft, which was now covered in her saliva.

I didn’t want to come yet, but I couldn’t fight the desire to keep fucking her mouth. Every time I looked down and saw her cute little face doing a number on my cock, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  

Just seconds before I exploded, I pulled her head off my cock and held it a foot from me, fighting her desperate attempts to get her lips back around it.  

Shit, if I’d known she was this hungry for cock, I might never have walked out on her nine months ago.

I left her on her knees as I ran back to my bedroom to grab a condom. I arrived back in her room fully sheathed and ready to pound that wet pussy like there was no tomorrow.

April had gone back to the bed and was now on all fours, her perfect little ass wiggling in my direction just waiting for me to come and claim her.  

“My sex sense told me your next order would be for me to get on my hands and knees,” April said, looking round at me with a cheeky grin.  

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and walked slowly over to the bed. Her pussy lips were still wet with her essence, as I clambered onto the bed and positioned myself between her open legs.  

While I was busy admiring the view, April’s hand reached back and grabbed hold of my shaft, positioning the tip against her entrance.  

“Someone’s keen to make up for lost time,” I teased.

“Don’t make me beg again. Just fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied. I plunged my cock all the way inside her in one smooth motion. She was already dripping wet from her last orgasm, so I slipped in with ease and was rewarded with a deep groan of pleasure as April sunk her head forward onto the pillow.