Prologue
I’m at my usual hunting grounds. It’s a typical weekend for me, drinks, dancing- and looking for a little action. People may call me many things, or think certain things about me. Maybe they're right, but I couldn’t care less. Men get to do it, why shouldn’t women? We have our needs, too. One day I'll settle down, but until then I don’t see why I can’t have some fun. You only live once, right? I’m dancing, getting lost in the music, when I look over and see someone’s eyes on me. He's just what I’m looking for tonight, just my type. Longish wavy blonde hair, pale blue eyes and very tall, maybe 6’2 or so, with a lean, toned build. Fuck, he's gorgeous. He looks a little like Jax Teller from Sons of Anarchy. I know his type, and he's perfect for what I have in mind- a one night stand. No commitment, no drama, just a good time. He makes his way through the dancing bodies, his steps sure and purposeful. When he stops in front of me I almost forget to breathe. He really is something. Fuck, Nikki, don’t start being shy now. I shake my head, and give him a sultry smile. Time to get down to business.
“Hello there, handsome, wanna f**k?” I purr boldly.
His smile is cocky, knowing. “A girl who plays no games, I’m intrigued. Follow me.” He grabs my hand, making our way out of the club. We climb into his massive black car, a Hummer, I believe, and drive in silence to his house. I notice it’s a very nice house, modern, tasteful and very spacious.
He jumps out of his car and quickly makes his way over to my side, but I’ve already hopped out. He frowns, his eyebrows furrowed. “I would have opened the door for you.”
“That’s okay, handsome, but I’m a big girl. I can open my own door,” I say frankly.
“Before we go any further, I’m Kade,” he says, and then looks at me, expecting me to give him my name.
“I prefer to just call you handsome. We don’t need names tonight,” I answer him honestly.
“You’re not gonna tell me your name?” he asks disbelievingly.
“Nope, now are you gonna take me in there and f**k me or are we gonna stand here all night making small talk?”
He hesitates for a moment before pulling me towards him and crashing our mouths together. We fumble to the front door and he unlocks it in between kisses. I’m herded down a hall and into his bedroom. I take a quick glance around and see a massive four poster bed, a chest of drawers and four huge mirrored sliding doors. Well, that makes things a little more interesting.
We quickly undress ourselves, frantic to get into bed. I take in his body, which is amazing. In fact, I don’t think I’ve seen one like this outside of movies. He practically throws me on the bed and leans over me, pinning me down.
“You are so f**king hot,” he mumbles in between rough kisses.
He moves me up further on the bed, and goes to his bedside table to pull out a condom. He keeps his eyes connected to mine the whole time, even as he rips open the condom with his teeth. Once it’s on him, he leans back over me, and softly kisses my neck as he spreads my legs wider, and fills me. Holy f**k, his dick is huge. The whole time he is thrusting, he’s looking at me or kissing me. He never breaks our connection, and it doesn’t feel like any f**king I’ve ever had. This is different, more personal. We change positions and I get on top, but when he's about to finish he flips me onto my back. We come together, both panting when we're done. We wait for our breathing to even out, Kade keeping his arms wrapped around me, and rubbing circles on my stomach with his finger. I stare into the darkness of the room, not quite knowing what to think.
We fall asleep afterwards. Well, he does. I’m not staying the night, even though he asked me to. Staying the night involves a certain amount of intimacy. When I hear him softly snore, that’s my cue to leave. I sneak out of the bed, the room, and then the house. Calling a cab, I wait outside for a few minutes before they show. I glance at the house once more as the cab reverses, and I can’t help but feel a pang of regret.
Pushing the feeling away, I look forward.
Chapter One
I’m still living at home, not ideal, but it’s close to my school and very convenient for me. My parents are pretty cool. They are older than most parents; they had me in their late thirties. They were both married to different people before. I don’t really know all the details about what happened to their first marriages, but I have a feeling they were together before they were both divorced. It was a love at first sight thing, or so I’m told.
I’m in my room trying to figure out what to wear tonight. It’s another Friday night, and I want to go out and party. I haven’t been with anyone since that guy Kade, and I don’t understand why I can’t get him off my mind. There was just something about the way he looked at me, touched me, and kissed me. It was like we didn’t just f**k... It was something more. I’m having a flashback of that night when my mum walks into the room.
“Hey, sweetie.” I hate that she still calls me that.
“Hey, mum. What’s up?”
“I just wanted to ask you if you’re being safe. Should I buy you more condoms?” Yup, that’s my mother, open and realistic.
“No, mum, I’m still good.” I laugh.
“Okay, just want to make sure you are protected,” she says, smiling at me. Why her and dad got together, I’ll never know. He's strict, and mum is easygoing. I guess opposites do attract. Dad still thinks I’m a virgin. I don’t know why, he knows I have fun, but he chooses to pretend otherwise. Ignorance is bliss and whatnot.