*Here is the next installment to my blog story series Queens of Men. Things get a bit difficult for Nikki as her ex with the lethal tongue threatens her agency! Click here to read part 1!
Dino watched the indecision cross over Nikki’s beautiful face.
She was so uptight.
Such a turn on when she blushed crimson, then clear when trying to establish her control. Her pulled his hand from hers reluctantly. “No pressure, Nikki.”
“Uh huh,” she approached the shining white four door car that was hers. When she popped the door open he could smell the new car scent and artificial strawberry from the dangling red pine tree hanging on the mirror of her car.
He watched as her lush backside slide into the seat.
He waved his fingers at her, blew a playful kiss— which she ignored.
Yeah, maybe she was way out of his league. The women on his list to escort this week was long. He definitely had his work cut out for him. Some chick named Randy Red, a half Asian half African chick, with a pretty mouth and head full of spiraling curls will be his date tomorrow.
He knew enough about her to know…that even she wouldn’t do for him. But she will be a pretty date and she wanted to make her boyfriend jealous.
Most women the agency cater to are usually twenty-five and older. They are lonely or even married and want a fun night to let their hair down, be treasured, no arguments or worrying over babysitters and bills or husbands who won’t listen to them.
Queens of Men agency was there to be an ear to hear and masculine shoulders to cry on- no judgments. Some carried it out further providing “Sticky” services that could put Nikki’s agency on the hot list for investigation.
Dino will admit that he has broken a few of those rules, other men of the agency broke them too.
But Dino played by the rules.
Its easy to follow the rules when the woman of your dreams was constantly on your brain like some leech on the brain sucking your blood and intelligence. Turning you from all other women.
That’s what Nikki Treasure did to him.
She possessed his dreams and turned them wet. Possessed his mind and made him stupid, but as long as he pulls off the gentlemanly way, she will choose him.
If not, he can move on.
Taking her grandpa’s money and investing it in Queens of Men Escort Services was the best thing she could do. It was like having a candy store knowing you won’t need to eat it. She didn’t need love from men anymore, they were trifling and cheaters, but she could employ good eye candy to give some other women a good time.
Nikki held her tablet in front of her. She was still getting emails and requests from the ladies via the app. Many of them either wanted Dino or Peter “Pipe” Smith.
Mostly for Dino.
“My Queen!” Pipe said, his big personality filling the room. Nikki didn’t even hear him knock. “I know you have some work for me but as I always say, you are free to join me and the ladies anytime. Don’t be shy.”
“What do you want?” Nikki asked warily.
“Just wanted to drop in.” His 6’1 masculine frame was clad in bright Navy Tom Ford Sharksin suit which probably ran him a couple thousand dollars. The way he smiled reminded her of a serpent.
“Did you complete your order?”
“I did. You should select more mahogany beauties in the future. I had loads and I do mean loads of fun with Angela Mwekeme.”
I hope he did not…
“Pipe! You did not have sex with her, did you?”
Pipe looked every bit the cat that caught the canary. Nikki so badly wanted to wipe the smug, stupid look from his face. Permanently. “Jealous, My Queen?”
“Jealous? We have a strict code, set by law. No sex! If one of these women decides to keep your semen or a hair follicle, record sessions-”
“Relax. Relax.” He leaned over my table like he owned the place. “I am waxed as a newborn baby, I use protection and have a no phones allowed policy. See?”
“Don’t tell me that! Now I’m privy to you telling me you prostituted yourself!” Nikki huffed and stormed over to her door which was slightly ajar, to shut it tightly. Getting up was a mistake, Pipe’s eyes went from playful brown to bedroom lust as he checked her out so boldly and openly.
Peter Smith, a.k.a. Pipe was not a bad looking man at all. In fact, he was nearly a doppelganger of Theo James to be exact, and rumored to have a lethal tongue.
Nikki knew from experience, it was indeed true. He had a magical tongue. But being with Pipe was a mistake never to be repeated, that’s for sure.
“Come on, Nikki,” he whispered stepping to close. “I know you get lonely. You can’t possibly be waiting around for Prince Charming when the Hot Devil is right here waiting for you. My body is always at your service.”
Pipe was closer to Nikki’s age being a year younger but sometimes he was more a child than a man. “Oh my goodness. No, Pipe!” He brushed his hips against hers forcefully, causing her back to press against the door.
Pipe suddenly had his hands clasped around both her wrists. Tightly. “I just want to hear you scream for me, Mi Cherie. I love how you say my name in bed. Such an expressive vixen you are.” He then opened his mouth to display his undulating tongue which was uncharacteristically long and bobbed up and down expertly.
Nikki pushed him away hard. “I have a guard on post if you try that again, Pipe. Get the hell out! As a warning, you can no longer accept weekly dates this month, and you will have 10% garnished from your earnings this month. Got it?”
Feeling more in control, Nikki went over to her desk, picked up her tablet and sent an email message to Stacy in payroll to take Pipe’s 10% out, but while doing so Pipe stood there, snarling.
“You don’t want to mess with me, Your Highness,” he grit out. “There are things I know about this agency that once I let them out, you will be sorry and instead of me cuffing you to my bed, the cops will cuff you and haul your pretty ass to the clinker.”
With incredible force he slams the door making papers swirl about in a white haze.
What stuff did he know? Were there illegal activities going on around me? Nikki wondered in slight fear.
She held her, bruised sore wrist in her hand, massaging it.
Copyright©2017 Erica Jean Smith
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