Heart of a Stripper (15 page)

“The only thing missing was dessert.” He replied, holding the contents up in his hands.

“Mm, looks good.” she replied, nibbling her bottom lip.

He sat the fruit and chocolate on the counter before going over to her. An instant later, his lips were on hers as his hands clutched her petite waist.
She moaned as he kissed her neck and ran his hands up her stomach. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse while still planting kisses on her neck. She ran her hands through his hair as her shirt fell open. Staring at her black lace bra, he took a mental picture. She was sexy in her school uniform.

“You.
Bedroom.” He ordered.

“Yes
, sir.” She teased heading up the stairs, and he followed with the snacks.

When the
y got to the bedroom, Nevaeh slipped out of skirt and blouse to only be standing in her underwear. Mitchell gawked at her in awe. Her body was chiseled perfectly like an ebony goddess. He swallowed hard as she sat on the bed. Walking over to her, he sat the things on the huge bed beside her. Unbuttoning his shirt, he pulled it off to reveal his white t-shirt. She watched him as he pulled off his black slacks and shoes before crawling on the bed. Unhooking her bra, he watched as her perky breast sprang free. Gripping one, he grabbed the chocolate syrup and opened it. Squirting some on her nipple, she gasped from the cold feeling. He then placed his warm tongue over it and slowly licked it off.

A moan escaped her lips as she laid back and he poured more chocolate on her body. He dangled a strawberry over her, and she bit it as he kissed her and took the piece from her mouth. He fed her another piece before putting it back down. Hovering over him, he started at her navel and licked the chocolate off as he went upward.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him close as he finished off the chocolate. He kissed her lips as she slid off his boxers. Turning him over, she straddled him and he stared up at her as she grabbed the chocolate.

“
My turn.” She smiled seductively.

“You don’t have to—”

“Ssh.” She insisted.

Since they truly began to be intimate, he had gone above and beyond to accommodate her needs, and never asked for her to do anything. But tonight, she
was going to return the favor. Pouring the chocolate on his chest, she twirled her tongue across his bare chest. He watched her as she went lower and kissed his belly button. She grabbed his cocked and his eyes widened as she opened her mouth and slipped it inside. Shutting his eyes from pleasure, he gripped the sheets as she twirled her tongue around the head of his penis.

Her mouth was warm, and her tongue was feral. She gripped the base of his cock and pumped it slowly as he opened his eyes to watch her. He was hoping this was very real because he had dreamt it many times. Staring down at her as she took his penis into her mouth, his toes curled. This damn sure wasn’t a dream.
Nevaeh gently sucked the sensitive skin and he groaned as he nibbled his bottom lip. He felt himself getting too excited and grabbed her to stop. He wanted to make love to her.

Flipping her back over, he reached over and opened the nightstand nearby. Grabbing a condom, he ripped the gold package open. Slipping the condom on, he kissed her. A moment later, he was gliding himself into her. She gasped as she always did when he entered her. He loved how tight she was every time he dove inside of her. She scratched his back as she screamed for him to
move.

“Beg for it.” He teased hovering over her.

“Make love to me Mitchell.” She exhaled as she adjusted to his fit slowly.

“Do you want me deep inside of you?” he growled.

“Yes!” she shouted pulling him down on her and kissing him fiercely.

It was obvious she was tired of his games and just wanted him.
Pushing him off, she threw him down on the bed and he stared at her astonished. She had never taken charge before. She climbed on top of him and gently slid his hard cock inside of her. Mitchell growled as pleasure shot through him. Grinding, Nevaeh rode him slowly as he fondled her breast.

“Fuck!” he cursed, gripping her hips as she slid up and down on him.

He watched her breast as they bounced hypnotically in front of him. She was all his and he was happy about it. Gripping a handful of her hair, he gently pulled her down to him and kissed her.

“Slow down.” He barked. “I want to make love to you angel.”

Rolling her over, he lifted her leg around his waist as they both picked up the rhythm. She ground her hips slowly against him as he slid in and out of her. She was super wet and surely about to climax. He could tell by the way her body was reacting to him. She had begun to tense up and clutch him tight.

“Come for me angel.” He whispered kissing her and she screamed in ecstasy.

He had no doubt that his neighbors would’ve heard her if he had any. The moment she fell flat on the bed, he kissed her.

“Turn over.” He ordered, and she obliged.

Getting on her knees, she felt him place a hand on the spine of her back, before he slipped himself in side of her again. She groaned as he filled her all the way to the hilt. Without haste, he began to glide in and out of her quickly. He couldn’t contain himself any longer. He wanted her in this very position for the longest. To actually get it made him overly eager. Pumping harder, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled it back as she screamed his name. That sent him over the edge as he spurted his warm seed inside of the condom.

Groaning, he held her hips briefly before pulling himself out of her. Kissing her, he fell flat onto the bed
beside her pleased. Looking down at himself, his eyes widened before he cursed under his breath.

“What’s wrong?” Nevaeh asked sleepily.

“Nothing; bathroom break.” He smiled, kissing her before rolling off the bed.

She watched him as his muscles rippled
in the light, as he strode to the bathroom. Looking down he saw that he had in fact broken through the condom.

“Shit.” He muttered
, pulling it off and tossing into the small waste basket.

He flushed the toilet to make her believe that he had used it.
Nevaeh had made sure that they had
always
used protection to keep them from making any mistakes. Granted the first time was spontaneous, and he didn’t think to use a condom, but after that he always had one. He loved how responsible she was, and besides that it showed him that she wasn’t after his father’s money. But to be honest, he could see them together as a family.

Somewhere in the distant future.

Striding out of the bathroom, he flipped off the lights before crawling in bed behind her. He pulled her close to him and cuddled her from behind.

“Everything ok?” She muttered half asleep.

“Perfect.” He said kissing her shoulder
, and clutching her tight until they fell fast asleep.           

Mitchell
signed his name on a document as he heard a light tapping on his door. Looking up, he saw Hillary peeking into the room. He smiled brightly, but frowned as he saw her facial expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asked concerned.

“There are some police officers here to talk to you.” She muttered as the door opened and a suited male entered with a uniformed officer.

“What’s wrong?”
Mitchell asked shooting to his feet immediately, as dread spread through him.

“My name’s Detective Cole. We need you to come with us down to the station Mr.
McCallister.” Detective Cole insisted.

He was a tall male, obviously 6’2, with sandy blonde hair. He was wearing a traditional black suit and tie, with a white shirt underneath.

“What’s this about?” Mitchell asked upset. “Did one of the kids get hurt?”

“Just come with us Mr.
McCallister, and we’ll sort through things down at the station. I’d rather not make a scene here.” Det. Cole responded as the officer went over to him with handcuffs.

“Read him his rights.” Det. Cole insisted.

“Me? You’re arresting me?!” he shouted.

“You have
the right to remain silent.” The guy in blue replied placing the cuffs on Mitchell.

“What did I do?!”
Mitchell shouted.

“No one ever listen’s to their first right.” Det. Cole
tsked with a chuckle as the officer finished the rights and walked him from the room.

Nevaeh, along with a few other students, stopped dead in their tracks as they watched the officers drag
Mitchell outside. She was heading down to his office to get a lift home with him again. Never did she imagine that he would be taken away in handcuffs of all things. Glancing at him, she could see the trepidation in his eyes. A shiver ran up Nevaeh’s spine as she ran to the front door and watched them shove him into the back of the cop car.    

“Wow,”
Jaxon said startling her as they watched the car drive away. “That’s a sight I thought I would
never
see.”

“Me either.” Nevaeh said as if she had gotten the wind knocked out of her.

“Are you ok? You look like your world just ended.” Jaxon responded.

“Fine.
Can you just take me home?” she asked.

She was more than confused, and needed to grab a few more clothes. Staying with
Mitchell for the night was definitely out of the question. She didn’t know his situation, and wasn’t sure how he was going to get out of it. So, she needed to go make some money to get a hotel for the night. That was if she still had a job to go back to. She hadn’t shown up to the strip club in about a week, and she was sure that wasn’t going to sit well with her boss.

“Sure.”
Jaxon replied grabbing her book bag from her, and slinging it over his shoulder.

Walking her to the car,
they hopped in, and he took her home. The radio blared in the car as Nevaeh’s thoughts drifted to Mitchell. She wished she could’ve run to be by his side at the school, but there was nothing she could do. She knew it would only make things worse for him. Pulling up to her house, she felt dread creep through her. She hadn’t been back to the place since the whole incident between her dad and Mitchell happened. There was a silver limousine car sitting out front of the estate, and she found that odd. The car was obviously expensive and had no reason to be in that neighborhood, let alone outside her front door.

“Thanks.” She replied hopping out of the car.

“Nevaeh, call me later. I want to take you out again.” Jaxon insisted, and she glared at him briefly before nodding.

Walking across the street to her house,
Jaxon pulled off. The window to the service car crept down a bit and Nevaeh stopped.

“Hi, can we speak for a minute.” Bruce replied peeking at her.

All she could see was his eyes, but they were identical to Mitchell’s so she knew exactly who it was. Swallowing hard, she walked to the car as the driver got out and opened the door for her. She hesitantly slipped into the car and the door shut. She instantly felt trapped. Looking over, she saw they were alone in the car. The seats were cream leather, and the windows were tinted.

“
What do you want to talk to me about?” she shot.

“I think we both know.” He smirked.

“I don’t even think I know who you are.” She sneered sarcastically.

“I doubt you would get in a car with a stranger dear.” He said sliding over to her a little. “But if you want a formal introduction, you’ll get one. I’m Bruce
McCallister, multimillionaire and CEO of McCallister Empire. I’m sure you know my son well.” He boasted and she hated his smug attitude.

“What do you want with
me
?” she snapped.

“I’m sure that by now my son has been arrested, booked, and is sitting in the darkest cell of the police station.” He smiled evilly
before looking at his white gold Rolex.

“You bastard!” she shouted. “You had him arrested?!”

“No, of course not. Your father did.” He chuckled.

“My father?!
Why would he—”

“Your father was assaulted by my son in his own home
, while he was trying to protect his only daughter.” Bruce replied still smiling.