Baby Girl

This morning I realized that I had seen this girl a couple of times now, and I don't even have her phone number. Who does that? I normally don't ask, but this time I want to. I am starting to think the boys are right, I am pussy whipped, and I love it, even though my cock won't agree.

As I come downstairs and enter the kitchen, the boys are already standing there and waiting for me. Yes, it took me, much to my own frustration, a bit longer to get ready than it normally would. The reason why I need to check my appearance ten times over does go beyond me.

Just as I enter the kitchen, Leo, one of my other men who work for me, comes walking through the front door. I watch the faces of Joseph and Dominic drop, as they truly have never sat around the same table.

I turn to Joseph and Dominic, “Leo is coming with tonight; you bitches better play nice.”

I see as Dominic looks at me in disgust, “What is he doing here?”

Leo immediately snaps back, “To fuck your girl, why else.”

Dominic, who clearly hates Leo the most, gives Leo a not-so-friendly warning, “This time, I will floor you.”

“You never wanted that chick anyway,” Leo claims, “I was just helping you out.”

I step between Leo and Dominic before it starts to get out of hand, “The only one doing flooring is me.” But then I add, “I will pop the one that fucks things with my girl up.”

Joseph looks at me rather shocked, “Fuck, he is finally back.”

I turn my attention away from Dominic and Leo and look at the stupid look on his face, “What are you talking about?”

“The boss,” Joseph says. “The boss is back.”

I step one step closer to him, “Shut the fuck up, or I will god damn smack you.”

Leo only but, much to my very irritation, burst out into laughter. “Glad to see you two assholes are still as stupid as ever.”

…Ava POV…

As we do every night, well, for the past week, we are sitting in the lounge getting ready to head out to the club again.

Emma, who is trying to find the tightest dress in her closet, turns around to speak to us, “I heard there is going to be someone else there tonight.”

I only but shake my head at her clear excitement, “And I am sure your ovaries are clapping.”

“God, Ava, you are sick.”

Then Becca interrupts us, “We can do with a bit more variety.”

I look between the both of them, and the clear, obvious sets in front of me, “Don't tell me you both are going to try fuck him.”

“I am going to,” Becca claims first, then she adds, “She has no chance.”

Emma steps forward, waving her curling tong around rather wildly, “Try again bitch, I am.”

“Fuck,” I yell at the both of them. “You have not even seen him, and you are already fighting. You both fucked up.” But then I get an idea, “I will take a bet on which three of you are going to get him.”

Emma looks at me puzzled, “What do you mean by three?”

“Oh,” I look at her innocently, “I invited Kiara with.”

Just then, I hear the front door opening, and Kiara steps in, “I will take all your bitches men.”

I look at her, and without even having to hesitate, I smack her

“What the fuck, Ava.”

“Keep your hands off Trayton.”

…Trayton POV…

For some odd reason beyond me, I am standing here with rather what I am familiar with as a ball of nerves. Women do not make me feel like a ball of nerves. But if that is not bad enough, I go and say something even worse, “I can't wait to see her.”

Leo looks at me in shock and raises his eyebrows, “Did you just hear what you said?”

“Yes.” I immediately cut him off.  “I can't wait to see her.”

“God, Trayton.” He shakes his head at me. “You have got it bad. Is her pussy made of gold?”

“I would not know.”

“Wait,” he stops me from further speaking, “Have you not seen her pussy yet?”

“Just shut up. You will get it when you see her.”

Then she walks in; goddamn, she is beautiful; I don't think I will be able to keep my hands off her tonight. “You did it on purpose, didn't you.”

She looks at me shyly from underneath her eyelashes, “I don't know what you are talking about.”

“You know exactly what I am talking about.”

“No,” She denies it as she tucks at that goddamn red dress that is covering her curves to perfection. “I really don't know.”

“God, woman, you are going to make it very hard for a man.”

“You will need to be a bit more specific.”

“My cock is already hard, just staring at your tight ass.”

“I am glad you noticed; I did not think you would.”

And then, of course, Leo steps closer; much to my horror, he looks at Ava, “Fuck girl, I definitely noticed. What do you say? Come plant that ass on my lap.”

I growl at him from deep in my chest at his bold attempt to move in on Ava, “I am going to plant something else in you if you don't fuck off.”

“Hey,” he blatantly carries on to ignore me. “A man is trying to work here.”

“Go work something else.”

“I will definitely work something else into her.”

I look at him and move but a stance closer, “You are testing my patience.”

Then the man has the nerve to continue, “Then go find your girl and leave me and this sweet thing alone.”

“This is my girl, you god damn idiot.”

“Fuck boss,” he immediately backs off. “But you really nailed this one.”

“Go nail something else before I cut it off.”

He is a bloody idiot; he calls me boss in front of her and makes me call her girl. His ass is dead tomorrow.

As I turn back to Ava, I see the clear surprise on her face, “Wow, and I thought you were bad. That one is a real piece of work.”

“He thinks with his cock. He is a good damn walking orgasm.”

She bursts out laughing at my stupid comment, “What is that?”

“What is what?”

“Walking orgasm.” She can barely utter underneath her uncontrollable laughter. “It's hilarious.”

“Do you think I am funny today?”

“I think that there are so many other things you can do with that mouth of yours instead of talking shit.”

Now she has got my attention, “Like what? I have a whole list.”

She moves but a small step closer to me, “How do you start off by at least kiss me hello.”

Well, not she truly has got my attention, “I am not doing that pecking shit.”

“If I want a peck,” she winks at me, and god, I nearly die, “I will kiss myself in the mirror.”

“Do you kiss yourself in the mirror?”

She all but chuckles at me, “Sometimes.”

Ya, and for some unknown reason, “God, that is so hot.”

Her sweet seductive face turns all weird as she takes in my stupid comment. “God, you are sick.”

Well, if I thought I would stop being stupid right there, I am yet to continue, “I think that you lost something over there in that corner.”

“What would I want to go do in a corner?”

“Cause I can't kiss you the way I am going to kiss you in front of these assholes.”

She looks at me even more confused, “Why not?”

“I am the only one fantasizing about your sweet ass tonight.”

She just shakes her head at me and closes that gap between us, “Shut up and kiss me.”

Ya, that is me, “Fuck the corner.”

I grab her around her tiny waist and push her back into the railing behind her, my fingers digging deep into her ass, “Fuck, your ass is tight.”

I grind my groin deep into her thighs; I can feel her body quiver, “There is that huge cock of yours again.”

“If you don't keep quiet, I will put it in your mouth.”

I lead her by the hand to my office that is back behind the bar; I can see as her eyes grow wider. I am waiting for her to object any minute now, yet she continues to follow. Once we step through the door, I kick it closed behind me.

Then I press her back into the wall behind her. With my left hand, I pin her hands above her head and drives my naked body into her, pinning her completely so she cannot move.

She gasps, and just as she is about to say his name, I bring my finger up to her lips. I can feel her warms breath rapidly breathing against the tips. She tries to speak, but I suddenly cover her mouth to make her stop. All I want to focus on is her, the warmth that is spreading through his body. 

She tries to free her hands, but he only pins her more firmly into the wall. Every protest she makes, makes me crave her more. Then I slide my hand over her tight ass and push her deep into my raging erection. My mouth moves away from her lips and runs slowly down her neck, then gently over her collarbone; I softly bite into the edge of her shoulders. I grind myself into her as I move my lips to her ears.

"You are mine. Please just give in."

She immediately stops fighting and lets me roam her again, coming inches close to her breasts. I can hear her breathing heavily as my tongue finds her cleavage, but as soon as I start, I stop again. I move back to her lips and kisses her; for one more second, I let her be in charge, not truly giving away my true intention.

Then I spin her around and drops her down to her knees. She does not protest. She trails her fingers over my ever-growing erection. Then she runs her soft, delicate hand up and down my shaft. I growl deep from his chest.

Then she has my full six-seven inches filling her mouth.

I grind on my teeth and utters a few strangled words underneath my breath.

"God, yes, baby girl."

She gently bites down on the tip of my throbbing head. Her skillful tongue dance around the tip of my pulsating head. With each flick, she sends sensations that have my toes curling and my ass squirming against the wall. She nips and nibbles; I am growing harder with every glorious movement she makes.

Then her lips form a tight grip around her head, and she slowly starts to suck. I groan and whimper.

"Fuck, yes, baby girl."

She sucks harder, and god, does she know how to suck it just right. I watch her as her head moves back and forth, then up and down, taking me deeper and deeper with every stroke.

My ass is squirming against the wall; I want her so bad, so I tangle her hair in my hands and start controlling her head, making her take me even deeper and faster.

I bite down on my lips and tightens my grip; under stuttering breaths, I growl.

"Oh, god...Fuck...Faster..."

She hollows her cheeks and sucks me even harder and faster. Her head is bobbing on and over me. Her head is bobbling in perfect sync. Her hands and tongue are doing things I have never felt before, well, at least not from her. But for today, she will just do.

I can feel the tension start to build; the warm tingles are spreading over my body. I am squirming; I am throbbing; I am coming undone.

"Yes, baby girl, that is it."

I throw my head back against the wall and topples over into orgasm. My knees are shaking, and I go weak. With one big hoarse groan, I completely shatter and finds my release.

“God, baby girl, that was amazing.”

Her beautiful brown eyes look at me deeply as she tries to speak under her racing heart, “I see I have been promoted to baby girl.”

I look at her with that same deep feeling, that damn look that she holds in her eyes, “I was wondering.”

“Oh god, you actually thinking with your other head.”

 “Well,” I only but chuckle at her; yes, Trayton is chuckling. “Well, that one is pretty useless now.”

“What can you possibly think of after a blowjob?”

“Your phone number.”

“Ah,” I see the amusement play in her eyes. “You don't have it.”

“I know that is why you are going to give it to me.”

“You sound very sure of yourself.”

“I know you are going to give it to me cause you want to see me again.”

She moves closer to me once again and runs her fingers down my chest, “What makes you think that.”

 “The smile on your face while you were sucking me.”

She gasps as if in horror, “Did you watch me.”

I confidently answer, not even afraid to admit. “There is nothing sexier than your tight lips wrapped around my cock.”

“Is that one of your lines.”

“It's the image of you that is going to be stuck in my head tonight.”

“You make asking for my number sound like a porno.”

I don't know if it was her or because I was so frustrated, but it is the best blowjob I have ever had. This girl has driven me nothing but crazy since I met her. I still have not had sex with her, but this is a good step in the right way. And I managed to get her number. I feel like a god damn horny teenager.

Her friends do not stay over the night, so we head separate ways for the night. Before I head on off to bed, I send her a message

“Sweet dreams, baby girl.”

“Happy wet dreams.”

Oh fuck, I track back and realize what I just said.

I called her baby girl…again.

I do not call my woman baby girl, never, not once, ever.

I am fucked

The next morning in the kitchen, I find myself very frustrated and highly irritated with myself. I have not to stop thinking of Ava, but that is not the only problem; I cannot get it out of my head that I called baby girl. I know that it must be so common, but to Trayton DeCarlo, it is a problem.

Joseph, who senses my mood, steps forward and hands me a cup of coffee, “What is up with you?”

“Yes,” Dominic asks too, “You very quiet.”

“Did you finally get laid?” Is Leo’s observation.

I stare all of them down and continue to sip on my coffee, but yet, “Shut up. I am thinking.”

 “God,” Leo comes to stand next to me, but ye, “That must be a new experience for you?”

I place my cup down on the counter and turn to slap him hard against his damn head, “Watch who you talking to.”

…Ava POV…

I am standing in the kitchen with the girls, still, have last night running in circles through my mind. I cannot believe, yet, still, that I gave Trayton a blowjob. That is so unlike me. I just followed him, and not once did I said no. I am supposed to be hating this man, yet, “You bitches will be glad to know you don't need to be tortured and fuck Tray's boys anymore.”

I immediately have Emma’s attention. “Did you finally put out?”

“No,” I snap at her, “Almost.”

Becca, now also very curious, come to stand next to me, “You slut, you gave him a blowjob.”

And then, of course, Kiara needs to add her comment along with, “I saw that man's pants tenting. It is huge.”

I only but swallow hard as I remember every detail,  “I thought he was going to tear me open.”

“God damn girl.” Emma looks at me with a stupid smirk on her face, “So you are seeing him again.”

“Well, I did give him my number.”

“God, you lucky bitch.” Kiara burst out of nowhere, “You have landed the ultimate bachelor Trayton DeCarlo.”

“Watch your mouth. I can still punch you.”

…Trayton POV…

This is a nice little mess that I have gotten myself into; how do I get out of it? Well, the bigger question is? Do I want to get out of it? I think I am pretty much screwed.

But let us not forget what a nice little mess with a perky ass I have gotten myself into, so what is my problem?

“Fuck it.”

I will take the dive here and let myself fall for whatever this thing with her in, “Can I see you tonight?”

She almost immediately answers, “Not if I see you first.”

“That is terrible.”

“Not as bad as you.”

“I will see you tonight.”