Chapter 3 It’s too early.

Angel

My phone went off. Grumbling, I scrambled my hand all over the bedside table in search of my phone. eyes blurred from just waking up I squinted to read the caller ID and answer. “Yes?”

“Hey~! Wanna go to a club with me on Saturday?” Christie asked excitedly.

“What for?” I mumbled.

“To celebrate our return! Plus, my brother’s friend invited us to his club. Said that if we were looking for a part time job, he would gladly offer us to be his bartenders. I told him you were attractive enough to bring in some money, “She giggled.

“Wouldn’t that be cheating? Chloe would be upset if she saw girls surrounding me.”

“Screw her! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity before we get to our thirties! Let’s have some fun for a while, plus, I know you would like the pay. He said $30 an hour plus we get lots of tips!”

I stayed quiet, thinking to myself for a second. Ever since my grandfather had kicked me out, I had become independent. Struggling financially, I knew taking this job would be beneficial especially since I planned to finish school to get my master’s degree.

“Sooo?” she asked, waiting for my answer.

I nod to myself, “Fine, but I want to check the place out first before I work there, I don’t want Chloe being uncomfortable with me working there either.”

A heavy sigh could be heard through the phone, “Fine.”

“How was your family dinner?” I asked trying to change the topic.

“It was okay.”

“Don’t like her?”

“I don’t see why my father would marry Damien to her. Her family is full of assholes.” She bit.

“Just give it time, maybe she isn’t so bad.” I shrugged while yawning.

“Dude. She is like a doll that does what she is told without any sort of negative reaction. She really is like a living barbie doll. Million-dollar hair, shoes, dress and even skin.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re just being overdramatic. Like always.”

She scoffed, “I am not!”

“M-hm.” I hummed sarcastically agreeing. Reaching for a bottle of water I had next to my bed.

“Wow. Okay, fuck you. I hope you choke on d*ck in your dreams.” she roars before hanging up.

I busted out laughing and rolled over on my bed, tossing my phone next to me. I put on some boxers, and I got up to use the restroom. Walking back to my bed I saw my kitchen light suddenly turned on. I stayed close to the wall, slowly creeping sideways towards the kitchen quietly.

Chloe was taking her shoes off.

I sighed, relieved that it wasn’t a burglar that had come in. “What are you doing here? You said you weren’t going to be able to make it.”

“Oh hi, baby!” she slurred excitedly, which indicated that she was under the influence of alcohol. She waddled over to me with open arms and wrapped her hands around me.

“Did you drive here?” I asked sternly, disappointed if she had. “Who dropped you off, Cookie?”

“No~~. Daddy’s friend brought me here because I told him to. Those old slaves would do anything to make daddy happy.” She giggled.

That explained why she had a slight smell of cologne. I wasn’t a big fan of other men being around her after I had gone to a gathering with Chloe and her father. I could tell they had their eyes on Chloe in a sexual way and I was never able to get rid of the uneasy feeling that they’d do something bad to her. Of course, she said I was overreacting and needed to relax.

She got on her toes and wrapped her hands around my neck, “You don’t miss me?” She gave me sad puppy eyes. 

I couldn’t help but smile and give her a peck on her lips. I was probably in my head for a while and made her worry. “Yes, cookie. I missed you so much.” I leaned down and picked her up by her thighs, “We need to get you in the shower and in bed little missy.”

She giggles wrapping her legs around me and lays her head on my shoulder smelling my neck, “I missed you.” She mumbled.

I smiled walking towards the restroom, “I know, baby, me too.” Turning on the bath water, I sat her on the toilet cover. After grabbing some lavender bath salts and pouring it in the bath, I start to remove her thigh high fishnet stockings. She uses her foot to play with my arms and chest. I looked up at her and kissed her ankle and her knees, “Be a good girl.”

She bit her lip and grinned, “What if I don’t want to be a good girl.”

I slid my hand up her thigh and cupped her ass, pulling her to stand up with me, using one hand to unzip her dress carefully as I kissed her from her chest to her neck, pulling the straps off her shoulders to let the dress slide down her body, exposing her beautiful slender figure. I let the dress fall to the floor and sat on the edge of the bathtub, I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. “Naughty girls don’t get princess treatment.”

She giggled as I slid her panties down her legs and kissed her stomach and hips. It made me feel blessed knowing I was the only one who was able to do this to Chloe. She was my lady, my queen. I knew that once we got married, I wouldn’t want to treat her any other way because she deserved everything I had to give. “How do you feel about going to dinner next Sunday? Just you and me. At a nice restraint hear the bay area.” I asked.

She smiled getting into the bathtub with my hand leading her in. “I would love to. What’s the occasion?”

“Just to go on a date since it has been so long since we last went on one.” I twisted her hair and grabbed the hair clip I had for her on the side of the tub and placed it on her hair, making sure not to get her hair wet. I grabbed the special pink scrub towel I had bought for her and lathered some soap in it and began washing her body.

“Okay! Just let me know what time so I can get ready.” She reached up and kissed me.

“Yes, ma’am.” I responded while rinsing off the soap from her body. I drained the water and grabbed the towel. “Come on let’s get you dressed for bed.” I held my hand out to help support her to stand up in the tub.

“You are such a gentleman. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” She kissed my cheek as I wrapped her in the towel as she stepped out of the tub.

“You deserve nothing less, Chloe.” I held her hand and led her to the bedroom and sat her on the bed. I grabbed a night gown and a pantie from her little dresser in my room and laid it on the bed. I patted the towel on her hoping to dry her off as much as I could. I kneeled in front of her and began drying her legs and her feet then I grabbed the lotion on the bedside table and massaged it all over her legs. “How was the little party?” I asked as I looked up to see her face to make sure she was relaxed.

She leaned back on her elbows and stared down at me, “I don’t want to talk about unnecessary stuff.” She bit the side of her lower lip and opened her legs giving me a full view of her wet hairless cunt.

My d*ck throbbed at the sight of it, knowing full well that was an invitation. I moved my hands towards her hips and moved her closer to me as I kissed the inner side of her thighs.

She let out a nice hum which was a sign that she was sensitive and extremely horny.

I noticed a small mark that looked like a bruise and couldn’t help but laugh a bit. Knowing how clumsy she is, she probably ran into something and hurt herself. I moved towards her center and gave it a lick wanting a taste of hers for the first time again in four years. I let out a growl, loving the taste and dug in for more. I sucked on her clit while I inserted a finger into her leaking s*x. I haven’t done anything in four years, so I was pent up and felt like a bear craving honey after hibernation. Listening to her moans as she grabbed my hair and moved her hips to get an even better satisfaction turned me on.

“F*ck,” She yelled out when I inserted two fingers inside her, thrusting them in and out while she rode out her orgasm. I stood and leaned over her body watching her as she closed her eyes. “Oh, my goodness,” she mumbled while catching her breath, “that felt amazing. It’s been so long since we’ve done this.”

I sighed and chuckled quietly to myself, internally groaning and trying to push away the thoughts of doing anything sexual seeing how she was drifting off to sleep so quickly. I’m a gentleman, I wasn’t about to fuck her while she was knocked out. I hooked my arms under her legs and her back to get her to turn over and straighten her out so that her head was on the pillows. I grabbed her panty and night dress and slid them on her body softly and slowly.

After I covered her with the blankets and giving her head a quick kiss, I walked back to the bathroom and grabbed her clothes, throwing them in the washer in the little laundry room. I then looked at the time on my watch and it said it was 3AM. I sighed and looked down at the tent I had set up in my boxers. “It’s been a rough morning for us.” Just then her phone received a notification. I slowly walked to it, knowing I shouldn’t look at it but seeing how it’s 3AM, its weird to receive any messages.

A: Are you asleep?

And then I heard another ping, but it came from my phone. Quickly I go to retrieve it not wanting to wake Chloe up and look at the message.

Unknown Number: Is this Angel?

Ping!

Unknown Number: *Image Received*

It's too early for this.