The Truth Behind The Lies (20 page)

“You have a really nice place.” That was an understatement. This house is huge. It could be in
House Beautiful
right now. People actually live like this.

“You think so?” Bash asked and I knew he wasn’t really looking for an answer.

“It’s pretty big. Do you live here alone?”

“Well my housekeeper Isabelle lives here with her grandson.”

“You have a housekeeper?”

“Like you said. This place is pretty big. Isabelle has been here for years. She asked if her grandson could live here after her daughter went to prison.”

“So you let her grandson move into your house?”

“The boy is only six. I wasn’t willing to lose Isabelle.”

“That’s really nice.”

“Well the boys parents are both in prison, drug felonies. His grandmother is the only family he has.”

I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say after that. “Regardless the circumstance it still is a very nice thing for an employer to do.”

Bash smiled with a closed mouth and his dimples popped out. “Isabelle’s grandson is in the first grade. Downers Grove has a topnotch school system. If he stays here he may avoid following in his parents footsteps. I want to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

“So it’s just you, Isabelle and her grandson.”

“Javier.” Bash offered the boys name and then frowned. “My son Jax sort of lives here. I have to show you something.”

Bash took my hand and led me through the house all the way to the back. We walked outside to a large deck. We went down the stairs and around to the side. I think he was showing me the entire house. He didn’t say anything but that was okay.

He pulled me to a row of garages that were attached to the house. It was a four-car garage. He hit a button and one of the two garage doors opened.

“Do you see what I see?” He asked.

There it was, a shiny black BMW. I wasn’t sure the year but it looked just like mine. This guy right here. He makes me smile.

Damn, that wasn’t a line to get inside my car and have his way with me. He really was telling the truth. This makes me like him more. This makes me want him more. This car makes me trust him more in this short time I’ve known him.

Bash led me inside the garage. We walked pass the BMW and toward the door in the rear corner. We moved through the attached entrance. I heard the garage door close behind us. We were back inside the house.

I followed Bash back through the house. I tried to quash the smile that had parked across my face. Bash walked up the staircase and I assumed I was to follow him. Talking would help break my smiley face.

“How old is your son Jax?”

“Twenty in reality but twenty-two for social media. He comes and goes but he spends most of his time away. He’s in a band and they spend a lot of time on the road.”

“That sounds exciting.”

Bash shrugged. “I paid for a lot of piano, guitar and drum lessons. So maybe I will get my moneys worth.” He chuckled thinking about it.

I love the sound of his laughter even when it’s lowly.

“What kind of band is he in?”

“Rock, I suppose with a lot of illogical screaming into a microphone.”

“Are they any good?”

“No not really.”

I broke out into laughter. “Seriously?”

“They may sound good to a twelve year old.”

“I’m sure you are exaggerating.”

He raised his brow the way he does. “Did you know we’ve seen each other every single day for almost two weeks.”

“Eleven days.” I quickly corrected and felt like I should’ve kept it to myself.

“It has been so hard keeping my hands to myself. I just wanted you to get to know me before--.”

“Before what?”

“Before I show you my little drummer boy.”

“I know your drummer boy is far from little and definitely not a boy but a full grown man.”

He snickered. He thought I was funny and I found this made him more attractive to me.

“So is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

Stop! He knows good and well bigger is better. “What do you think?” I asked.

“What I think doesn’t matter.”

“Well Bash I think you have a really big dick and I think I might need a drink or two before I experience it.”

He chuckled. “Nina I’m six-four. I think my dick goes with the size of my body.”

Bullshit. I’ve seen a few dicks in my day. If Bash weren’t so evidently German I would have sworn he had some African roots because his dick was humongous.

After we finished with the tour of the upstairs portion of the house, Bash brought me to his room. I followed him inside to what couldn’t really be described as a bedroom. It was more like an apartment. He could live in the huge room and be happy as a lark. It was the size of my condo, well half my condo. His bedroom was gray. It was nicely decorated but lacked color. It kind of looked like an elegant hotel room. It looked good but lacked personality. It wasn’t at all what I imagined. The sitting area around the fireplace seemed cozy. It was more of a focal point than the bed.

He had every amenity known to man. There was an attached bathroom, a fully stocked bar, a kitchenette area and a living space. This was all in one room.

I loved that Bash wasn’t a show-off. I had met plenty of rich assholes through work. Bash didn’t seen to act wealthy or snobby. He apparently had a lot of wealth but he had a quality that made him seem common. Of course his looks were far from common. This man was drop-dead gorgeous. He just seemed approachable and I loved that about him. I never wanted a man to like me as much as I wanted it from Bash. I cared about him. Tonight I planned on proving to him just how much.

There was never a discussion, but I was sure tonight was the night. The way the stars were aligned I knew he was ready to take me. If he wanted, I could just take him. I saw his hulk size dick and it was mouth-watering. I want to tame that beast.

“We waited.” He paced around the room. I knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Yes we waited.” I smirked. “What if you’re terrible in bed?” Could that even be possible?

Bash laughed out. “I’m not terrible in bed. Are you terrible in bed?” He raised one curious blonde eyebrow.

“No not normally.”

He raised both of his eyebrows. “You know me. I would never judge you.” He half smiled.

“Yes that’s what you say.”

“Maybe I could teach you a thing or two.”

“Maybe I could teach you.” I said to his cocky ass. “But what if I want to get dirty.”

His smile again lifted to one side. “Please get as dirty as you like. You have my permission to be a whore.”

“Thank you.” I liked the way he said whore. I’m not even sure why. He just said it in such a dignified way.

“No babe, thank you.” He smirked. “I know you are a lady. I know you are a good person. I’m a man. I’m a good person but that is not going to stop me from trying to rearrange your internal organs with my cock. I’m just saying. I’m going to try.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

Oh my. “You, you Sebastian Vandervol, are, a fucking handful.” I placed my purse and my overnight bag on the table by the fireplace.

“I like when you call me by my birth name.”

“You do?”

“Yes. I also like the way you say the word fucking?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it sounds like a Sunday school teacher swearing for the first time ever.”

He has no idea how Southside I can get. That’s cute. He thinks I’m a priss just because I enunciate. There are plenty of girls back in junior high that got they ass beat thinking that same thing. Yeah I pronounce every syllable but I’m still hood. Check my resume.

I sat on Bash’s bed and removed my nude pumps. I scooted backwards to the headboard and made myself comfortable.

“Babe, what are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about riding your dick.”

Why did his eyelids move to his forehead? “No, no, I go first. You know I like to lead.” Bash paced around me making U’s in the carpet.

“Yes I’ve noticed.” Is it about to go down? Now? I think, maybe right now.

“I like control.”

“I’ve noticed that too.”

He grinned. He stopped pacing to explore my body with his cloudy blue eyes. “I have a fear.”

“Tell me your fear.” I eagerly stated.

“I fear I will fuck you so hard you will run away screaming.”

“Do you like to fuck hard?” I asked. I wanted to know what I was in for.

“I would like to fuck you hard.”

“I would like that too.” Shittttttt! You can do it. Put your back into it.

Bash’s face rotated toward me like he was the Terminator. Before I could process the predatory glare in his eyes he had already stalked over to me and pushed me backwards. My neck snapped as my body hit the mattress, hard.

Oh my.

Bash whipped his belt out of the loops in his slacks. I heard the leather whistle in the air. Oh my. He dropped the belt to the floor. I sighed in relief. My kink level was not there yet. But the sound of that belt buckle hit the floor made me extra hot.

I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. His muscles moved in slow motion or maybe it just seemed that way to me. He tossed his shirt and I drooled again at his perfect body. He was beautiful hovering at the foot of the bed removing his shoes, socks and pants. He wasn’t all that pale for a white man with light blonde hair and ice blue eyes. He was a sunny golden god. The summer sun will do that.

I refused to look at his dick. I had seen it and it fascinated me and it scared me. I was supposed to have a few drinks before this happened but I was completely sober. I was lying here afraid he would fuck me hard. I even started wondering what hard meant. Did he mean hard hard or hard hard? I needed to take it like a big girl.

My eyes went over to the bar at the other side of the room. I was nervous and I needed a drink. I never needed a drink before but now my nerves were getting to me. Don’t look as his penis.

“Bash I need a drink.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” I caught his confused face.

“Okay get whatever you like.” He extended his hand behind him, toward the bar. I scooted off the bed and got up on my feet. Bash stepped in front of me. His lush tongue filled my mouth until I choked on all his artful probing. He backed away and looked down at me.

I smiled up at him. He smiled back at me. Oh wee. Now that drink. I tried to make my way toward the bar. I walked pass his shoulder and I felt a violent tug on my arm. He had me tight with one hand and his other hand grabbed the fabric of my shirt and ripped it off my body.

With a rough push I was back on the bed face down.

“I changed my mind. I’m just going to fuck you hard.”

My core clenched so hard my stomach burned in pain. I tried to lift my head but Bash had climbed on top of me and pushed me face down into the mattress. My skirt flow off my body and I hadn’t really realized it was happening. My ripped shirt was gone and the next thing I felt was Bash biting my ass. His teeth were in my skin.

Since no man but Bash had ever actually bit me on the ass with their teeth, I instantly froze in place.

I felt the latches of my bra come undone. I closed my eyes when I felt Bash’s body brush against my skin. He pushed my hair to one side. My long black curls draped over my bare shoulder.

“You are so beautiful.” He whispered in my ear. “I’m going to make you ugly.”

Oh my. What does that mean? Oh. The rigid tip of his dick brushed against my ass cheek. He slowly pulled my black lace panties down my legs.

Bash grabbed my ass cheeks in both his hands and spread my ass wide. I raised my ass in the air. I wanted him to see I was wet and ready. I wanted German. I craved German. I had his dick on my brain since the day we met.

He rubbed his dickhead back and forth on my slick opening. He held my butt cheeks apart.

“UGH!!!” I moaned as he slithered inside me. It was slow and slightly painful. I was wet but so tight. Or was he just so big and filling.

“Do you want it all?”

Shit! I thought I had it all. My mind wouldn’t let me speak.

“Nina.” Bash rubbed my ass. “Do you want it all?”

“Yes.” I panted. “Please.”

Bash eased out just a bit and then he quickly plowed all the way inside me. My body collapsed forward. He was too deep. I tried to rush forward. I did just enough to have him only halfway inside me. Bash scooped my body back up.

“No, no, no. Where you going? Relax.”

He guided my shoulders to the mattress. He spread my legs far apart. I was no longer up on all fours. I was down on all fours. He slowly inched deeper inside me. His hands pinned my shoulders flat to the bed.

“You’re too big.” Oh shit. Did I just say that? I couldn’t move.

“Shhh.” He shhh’ed me. “Nina relax.” He buried his dick deeper into me as a held my breath. “See babe you have it all.” Oh my. I did. He was all the way in. He just lay very still inside me. I exhaled and could really feel him in my stomach.