I checked my watch and pushed out a sigh of relief when I realized it was 3:45. I could start packing my shit up for the day.
“Getting ready to leave?” Apollo quizzed without looking up from his phone. He was so quiet in the corner, I almost forgot about him. He didn’t shadow me everywhere I went but whenever I had an outing or appearance he came along. He also followed me to DC whenever I needed to go.
“Yeah. Might as well, it’s almost four.”
“Late to work and early to leave for home.” Apollo made a clicking sound and smirked a little.
“And what are you hinting at, Apollo?” I asked, pausing to glance at him.
“It’s interesting how different you’ve been since Xari became Frankie’s nanny.” The mention of her name sent lava through my veins. I needed to see her. She was the only way to satiate my sweet tooth.
“Different how?” I closed my briefcase and slipped my phone in my jacket pocket.
“You focus on her a lot. You let her get under your skin and you won’t stop staring at her whenever she’s around.”
“You mean how you stare at Navy?” I quipped.
“You’re deflecting. You want to fuck the nanny.”
Oh, I have fucked the nanny. I fucked her thoroughly.
“Jesus, Apollo. You must be getting ready to clock out too, huh?” I chuckled.
“Be careful, man.”
“There’s no reason to be careful.”
Lie. Xari was already pulling me in and I hadn’t fucked her more than three times. She was an addiction coursing through me that I knew would have to run its course. It was rare that I found a woman who could match my appetite and intensity. I never thought she’d be wrapped in honey skin, curly hair, brown eyes, and dimples though.
“If Alexis finds out she’s going to shit a fucking brick,” Apollo grunted.
“There’s nothing for Alexis to find out.”
“Come on, Van. You’re bullshitting me, of all people? I’m supposed to be the person you confide in.”
“You mean my best friend? It’s okay to say it,” I joked.
“You sure as fuck don’t treat me like it. Listen, if I need to protect her, let me know, Van.” The thought crossed my mind to let Apollo in on what was happening between Xari and me but I still had to feel it out. It was fresh. We were fucking around and that was it.
The thought of something happening to her did cool my blood though. I couldn’t deny it. She’d grown on me, and after being inside of her, I knew she was something else. I didn’t know what it was yet but she had me hooked.
“She’s Frankie’s nanny. Why wouldn’t you protect her too?” I frowned.
“You know what I mean. We both know nannies and girlfriends get different protection.”
“Well, that makes things easy for you because Xari isn’t my girlfriend. She won’t ever be my girlfriend.” Even saying that word made me uneasy. After Alexis turned out to be a nightmare, the thought of committing to another woman scared the hell out of me. I was fine being single.
Xari was going to be something fun to play with for a while but that was it.
“Okay, then don’t catch feelings for her. It’s hard to separate pussy from love sometimes.”
His words ruffled my feathers. Xari wasn’t just pussy. She wasn’t my woman either but she wasn’t just pussy.
I adjusted my tie and looked into Apollo’s eyes. “There are no feelings. I have everything under control.”
“You think you do. I know how girls like her work though, Van.”
“Yeah? How do they work? Enlighten me.” I folded my arms across my chest and it made him chuckle.
“Oh boy. She’s already wrapping you up, damn. Girls like Xari are like Sour Patch Kids. Sour at first but then once you get past that first layer, they’re sweet and soft and every-fucking-thing you want. That’s why I won’t go out with Navy. I know what’s waiting at the end of that fucking yellow brick road. I’m not ready to settle down. I know a wife when I see one.”
“Navy is a wife. No doubt about it. Someone is going to snatch her from under your nose, Apollo. Xari though?” I cracked a smile thinking about my sexy little spitfire. “She’s fire. She’s acid. She burns slow and consumes. She’s not to be held forever. She’s meant to be free.”
“Let me know when you get past that first layer.”
That was bullshit. I knew it. Xari was fun. She wasn’t a wife. Maybe she would be later on when she grew up a little bit. Once she was self-sufficient and she’d been out in the world…I could see her being someone’s wife.
My chest twisted when I thought of her walking down the aisle in an amazing dress to someone else.
What the fuck?
Why did I care who she married? She was mine for the time being and I’d make sure I branded her so she’d never forget how I made her feel.
I left the office and got into the waiting car in front of my office building. When settled in, I put my AirPods in and played Bonita Applebum. The minute I heard the beat, I saw Xari switching those hips. My dick wanted to stand in response to the image in my head.
I needed to get the fuck home.
My phone buzzed, lowering the Tribe Called Quest song for a second. When I saw a picture of Xari in my text notifications, I tapped it immediately. I couldn’t’ stop the blood in my body from rushing to my cock when I saw her wearing one of my white button-down shirts and nothing else. She was kneeling on my bed taking a picture with her knees spread apart. Her curly hair was brushed into a sleek bun and her lips were painted a deep wine color.
Fuck. I couldn’t wait to see her. I was going to punish her first but after she gave in, I’d give her all the orgasms she could handle. Watching someone as strong and opinionated as Xari bend was fun. Watching her snap back was even better. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t expect her to fight me around every corner. I loved when she submitted but I loved it just as much when she fought back.
When the driver pulled around the driveway, I got out immediately and headed for the door. When I walked into the foyer, the smell of garlic and butter hit me. I was expecting to see Xari in my shirt but I wasn’t mad at the smell of dinner either.
Since she’d been Frankie’s nanny, I never had to worry about dinner or breakfast. I loved coming home to smell her cooking. It was another thing on the long list of talents she had.
“Still pissed about earlier?” Xari stood at the stove with her back to me. She still had on my shirt but she also had on a pair of thigh-high stockings that I wanted to peel off with my teeth.
“I’ve already decided you’re getting punished,” I told her. I walked up behind her and gripped her waist.
“Punished?” She wiggled her little ass against my crotch and I bucked her, playfully. I dropped my lips to her neck, raining down slow kisses behind her ear leading to her shoulder.
“You heard me.” My eager hands slid up her flat stomach to her tits. No bra, just like I requested. I pinched and teased her nipples until they turned plump and stiff beneath my touch.
“Evander,” she moaned for me, grinding against my dick.
“As much as I want to fuck you on the counter, you’ve been bad.” I landed a slap to her ass. “Is all the food done?”