Chapter 13

          “Mr. Barrett, I have what you requested; where and when would you like to meet?”

          “You got it already? How?”

          “After you called me I went to his house. They were inside having dinner so I hid by the beach. They walked right into my lap and it was easy after that. When do you want to meet?”

          “It’s late; let’s meet tomorrow morning at the coffee shop on Sunset at nine o’clock.”

          “Okay, I’ll see you there.”

          “And by the way, clear your schedule for a little while; I’m going to need more than just one night if my plan is going to work.”

          “Consider it done Mr. Barrett. See you in the morning.”

          Trevor placed the handset back in the cradle, then leaned back in his chair as a smile crept onto his lips. He folded his hands together and rested his head against the back of his chair, feeling very content with himself.

          “You’ll see Caryss….soon enough you will see that things are better when I’m calling the shots. That Backstreet Boy is not going to have you all to himself for long, and I know you’ll like things Trevor-style—every woman does.” He let out a maniacal laugh when he finished his commentary, talking to no one but himself.

          He sat in the office of his Beverly Hills home for a few more minutes, completely basking in glory his actions were sure to bring him. When he felt satisfied that things would take a turn for the better in his direction, he stood up and made his way to the door, flicking the light switch off as he exited the room.

          “What took you so long baby? You said you would join me over a half an hour ago,” a quiet voice asked him as he walked into his bedroom and stripped down to his birthday suit.

          “I had some business to take care of, that’s all,” he responded as he slipped into bed with his flavor of the night, which definitely wasn’t Laurie. And that business is none of your business, you little tart, he said to himself as he started the seduction act on his bedmate. Your business is pleasing me in any way I want you to, then getting the hell out. He continued the foreplay until he was ready then had his way with her. When they were finished, he got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He started the shower and then leaned his head out of the door to address the woman in his bed.

          “I know it’s late, but I have a very early meeting in the morning and I think it would be best if you left now, instead of me having to wake you up so early. Thanks for the great fuck; I’ll call you again sometime.” And with that, he closed the door to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. He knew when he walked back into his bedroom she would be gone.

          Maybe I’ll let Caryss stay the night, he thought to himself as the hot water streamed down his toned body. That way I can hit that again in the morning before she leaves. He let out another crazy laugh, and the wheels kept turning in his head as he continued planning his time with his conquest. Or better yet, maybe I’ll actually start a relationship with her; Laurie’s getting old anyway. I think she’s starting to catch on that I’m with another woman every night that she’s not here and I don’t want to deal with the ugly mess of explaining myself to her. She and Nick can rebound with one another while Caryss and I have our fun. Of course, Caryss doesn’t seem to have the same urge to have me as I have for her, but that’ll change, I’m not sure whether it will be willingly or not so willingly, but it will change and she’ll be saying “Nick who” before she’s done cumming from round one.

          Trevor turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel off the rack and wrapping it around his body before exiting the bathroom. He smiled when he saw his bed was empty and fell down onto it quickly, throwing the towel onto the floor next to the bed and pulling the covers over his naked body. He fell asleep almost immediately, his dreams flooded with images of all the things he would do to Caryss once he had her in his bed.

          “That whole thing on the beach, that was really fun,” Caryss said with a smile as Nick pushed the DVD player shut and sat down on the couch with her.

          “Yeah, it was,” he responded as he picked up the remote with one hand and pulled Caryss to him with the other. She leaned against him as the movie started, then realized she was leaving a wet mark on his shirt from her hair.

          “Oh Nick, my hair is still wet from the shower and I’m getting you all wet,” she cried with dismay, hoping he wouldn’t get mad. He started laughing as he looked down at his shirt and pulled her back to him.

          “That’s my job,” he said softly as he brushed his lips against hers. “I’m supposed to get you all wet, not the other way around.” Caryss’s cheeks turned a deep crimson and all she could do was giggle at his provocative words. “You’re so cute when you blush when I’m talking dirty to you.” He kissed her again and then they turned their attention back to the starting movie. By the time it was over two hours later, they were both sound asleep, cuddled together on the couch and they stayed that way until the sun’s light filtered through the windows early the next morning.

          When she woke up, Caryss had this feeling that something wasn’t right. She looked over at the clock, it read 7:42. She looked over at Nick and smiled. He head was tilted all the way back, his mouth was hanging open, and light snores were escaping from his mouth.

          He’s so cute, she thought as she tried to smother the bad thoughts with the good ones. What is the deal? Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen? She quietly slid off the couch and walked into the kitchen. She found all the necessary makings for coffee and started the pot brewing. She peeked into Nick’s fridge and was pleasantly surprised to see it stocked with all sorts of normal, delicious items.

          “I was expecting some cans of beer and some left over pizza,” she said out loud, not realizing Nick was standing right behind her.

          “Man can’t survive on pizza and beer alone,” he said in his best caveman voice, causing Caryss to jump. The both laughed together as Caryss grabbed some eggs and bacon out of the refrigerator. Nick began anticipating her needs and had a bowl out and ready for her to crack the eggs into. He then handed her a whisk to scramble the eggs with and while she was doing that, he pulled out two frying pans, a spatula and some tongs. He placed the strips of bacon in one frying pan was she poured the eggs into the other, and they stood at the stove together cooking breakfast for each other.

          This is nice. I’ve never actually done anything domesticated with another man before. I could get used to this, she happily thought to herself as she looked over at Nick. What she didn’t know was that he was thinking the exact same thing about her.

          When the eggs and bacon were done, Nick poured them each a glass of orange juice while Caryss poured them each a cup of coffee.

          “How do you take it?” she asked him as she opened the fridge to find cream.

          “Cream and sugar please,” he answered as he placed a scoop of eggs and two strips of bacon on a plate for her. She put the cream and sugar in his coffee and stirred it first before she did hers.

          “Thanks for getting my plate ready, it looks delicious,” she told him, unfolding her napkin and placing it on her lap as she spoke.

          “Thanks for mixing my coffee,” he said back. It’s amazing how little things like that mean so much, he thought as he took a bite of his eggs. They took their time with breakfast, refilling their coffee cups three times to keep up with the conversations that did not seem to run out.

          “I can honestly say that I’ve never talked this much to someone from the opposite sex in a personal setting before in my life,” Nick announced as he cleared the dishes away from the table. He stopped and looked at Caryss, who was nodding her head in agreement. “But I really like it—and I really like you.” Caryss looked down at the table, hoping that Nick did not see the happiness she felt from hearing him say those words lighting up her eyes; she did not want to scare him away. He walked over to her and lifted her chin with his hand. “Don’t hide those eyes from me. They take my breath away every time I look at them.” And then he saw it, and there was nothing she could do to hide it any longer.

          “I’m going to take a shower,” she said as she cleared her throat and stood up from the table. She began to walk away, but stopped when she didn’t hear him behind her. “Aren’t you coming?” she asked as she glanced behind her at him. She let her persistent smile form across her lips again, then she turned away from him and starting walking towards the bathroom.

          As she approached the doorway to the bathroom, she felt him behind her. He pushed her face first into the wall firmly, lifting her hair off her neck and trailing kisses from the nape all the way down to the edge of the T-shirt he had lent her. He ran his hands down her back, around her bottom and to her front, sliding them up under the T-shirt. He ravaged her body with his hands while he continued kissing her neck until she moaned that she couldn’t take it anymore.

          He turned her around so she was facing him, and when he lifted her up she straddled him with her legs around his waist. He used the wall to brace her, and right there in the hallway outside the bathroom they experienced each other intimately for the third time in three days.

          When they were finished, they showered together, taking turns washing each other sensually. Nick lathered the shampoo through Caryss’s hair, massaging her scalp as he did so. She poured body wash on the shower sponge and ran it over his body with her right hand while her left hand trailed after it rubbing him, keeping constant contact between their two bodies. They rinsed each other in the warm water, taking advantage of the double removable shower heads in the stall.

          As the water poured down on them, rinsing all the soap and shampoo away, they kissed. They took turns allowing the other’s tongue to dominate, the smell of their clean bodies invigorating one another, the sensation of hot water falling all over them as they stood there wrapped in each other’s arms over-powering them, the level of affection they felt for each other fueling their kisses like gasoline on open flames.

          “Come on lover boy, you better get packing if you are going to stay with me at the hotel,” she giggled as she broke away from the kiss. He nodded and reached around her to shut the water off. They grabbed towels and dried off, then headed into Nick’s room to get packed and ready to head to the hotel. As Nick was throwing clothes into his suitcase, she looked out the window and onto the beach; and the bad feeling she had earlier rose up in her throat once more.