EroticReverie

*commissioned *

Tatum

I tremble with the anticipation and the fucking need I have burning low in my stomach, my cunt dripping for him.

A throat clears. "Um, boss" 

I gasp and turn my head to find the driver, looking away. 

Merrick lets out a frustrated breath and through gritted teeth replies. 

"What?" he asks sternly, his voice letting this man know whatever it is better be fucking important. 

"There's a situation." he says and Merrick groans and kisses the side of my neck. 

"Get dressed gorgeous" he whispers and pulls me back from the edge and I feel my stomach flip and my cut throb. 

"What?" I ask and he smiles at me when he sees my disappointment. 

He grabs my chin and kisses my mouth and I moan, grabbing his shirt as he lifts his pants and redoes his belt. 

"I'll make this up to you , I promise Luna" he whispers and with his forehead to mine, grabs my face gently and then kisses my forehead and then walks with me to where my dress lays on the ground and hands it to me and then walks over to his driver and as I shuffle back into my dress, I hear Merrick curse under his breath. 

"Is everything okay?" I ask as I walk over and he nods. 

"Everything is fine baby, we have to go." he says and I just nod and let the drive open the door.

Merrick closes the door after I get in and I just open my mouth, wondering what the hell is going on when he doesnt get into the back with me, but I hear them both get in the front. 

"Get him on the phone" Merrick grumbles and I watch the partition go up again and just blink as I sit dumbly in the backseat. 

The driver goes faster than before, and I just sit in the back, waiting for the partition to come down, waiting for Merrick to tell me what's going on. 

But the explanation doesn't come and when we're back at Merrick's place, he's out of the limo and taking a set of keys and he curses into his phone and gets into his Tesla as the driver helps me out of my door. 

"He apologizes...says he'll be back as soon as he can. But not to wait up. " the driver says and I just nod. 

"What happened?" I ask and he just gives me a polite smile letting me know he's not allowed to discuss Merricks business with me. 

"Got it"I say quietly and then make my way into the house. 

"Oh there you are" a female voice says. "I'm Julie" she says and smiles at me like I should know who she is. 

"Oh sorry, I'm one of mister Haus's housekeepers, but he sent me a message saying you'd need a little help possibly, I can show you to your room." she says and I just sigh and smile with a little nod. 

For some reason I thought Merrick would be here with me, every second of this week, but of course he wasn't going to be. He was a business man, a successful one, and certainly didnt have time to waste trying to woo me.  

"Your room is right here....his is at the end of the hall on the right." she says showing me to my room and I nod. 

"Thanks." I say and walk in. 

My bag I brought with me, is already on my bed, and...empty? I look around and then walk over to the closet and open it, finding my things already hung up and ironed, and I open one of the drawers and am a little weirded out to find my intimates already in there, and wondering who was touching them. Was it Julie? Or someone else? 

I pushed the drawer shut, and then slipped off the dress that Merrick had gotten me for dinner. I almost wanted to keep it on, just cause his scent was still on it. But I had a feeling that I might as well get comfortable , because I had a feeling that Merrick wouldn't be back anytime soon. 

Merrick

My god damn brother. As always. Fucking shit up for everyone, not giving a god damn fuck about everyone else around him.  It blew my mind how the fucker was still alive with all the shit drugs he did. All this god damn money, and he wanted to blow it on drugs. 

Another fucking overdose, but not just him this time, oh no, nope. He had to go all out, and now him and two females were found passed out, one of the girls with god damn foam in her mouth, and now all three were at the hospital. 

I didn't go for him. I went for the girls. My brother was a fucking bastard, and I had to make sure the girls he was with were alright. For several reasons. My father would have a fucking fit if he got us more bad PR. We were already in the field of sex work and looked down upon enough, we couldnt build or further our empire when his shit behavior was making us look like sleezeballs. 

Thankfully everyone was going to fucking be fine, and when I begged the women to let me call someone, family or friends, they refused. One claiming she had nobody to call. It didnt matter to me that I didnt know these women, I felt guilty that they had nobody. Women deserved to have at least someone, at least one fucking person. But I could tell by looking at them, this wasnt their first go with whatever drugs they'd taken, each having track marks, each having scars on their face, and brittle hair. It made me wonder what they looked like before the drugs, or who they were, what their dreams were.  I had a soft spot for all women. It didnt matter if they were good or bad, or drug addicts, or straight laced, I always felt the need to protect. 

After hours of sitting with each of them, I'd convinced both to let me send me them to rehab. I'd foot the bill, I'd give them the chance to be whoever they were before drugs took over. I called the best rehab facility I knew, and got them each a spot there, and they'd agreed to go straight from the hospital to rehab.  I gave them my card. Told them if they made it through the rehab, to call me and I'd set them up with a job. I wasnt sure what fucking job yet, but I had ninety days to figure it out. 

I didn't go to see my brother in his room, because I may have just strangled him with his IV cord or beat the shit out of him. 

It was several hours later and the middle of the night when I finally made it home. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a small glass of whiskey. I sighed heavily after swallowing the first large sip and then it was like I could feel her eyes on me, feel her presence and I looked up. 

Standing across the large kitchen, she held onto one side of the entrance and peeked in at me with a soft smile on her face. 

"You're still up." I say and take another drink and then set down my glass. 

She nods. 

"Come here beautiful" I say gently and watch her cheeks warm as she steps from around the corner. 

She's in a plain white loose white t shirt, and sleep shorts, her hair brushed now, but up in a messy bun. 

"Everything okay?" she asks and I nod and reach out for her as she gets closer and she steps towards me and I smile as I pull her into me. 

"I'm sorry I had to cut our date short. Forgive me?" I ask and she looks up at me , her brows pinching. 

"Dont apologize. Obviously something happened and you had to go." she says. I smile. 

"I appreciate your understanding Luna. But I will apologize to you when I do something that upsets you. Whether or not it's intentional or under my control." I say and she looks up and smiles. 

"Fine." she says. 

"But you should know I dont really do apologizes, because I'm pretty much always right." she teases with a little smirk and I smile. 

"I bet you are." I say and kiss her forehead. 

"I'll let you win every argument ...I promise" I tell her and she smiles. 

"You sure you're okay?" she asks , peeking up at me under her lashes. 

I smile and nod. 

"Nothing I want to talk about right now when I have you in my arms" I tell her and she nods. 

"Okay" she says and her arms slip around my torso and she puts her head to my chest, and wraps her arms tighter. 

"I still had a really good tonight, up until then....but i'm having a good time again now." she says and I smile and lift a hand to the back of her head. 

"Me too" I say and kiss her head. 

"I'm exhausted." she says. 

"You shouldnt have stayed up." I say. 

"Had to." she says and hugs me tighter. 

"I was worried." she says quietly and it makes me smile. 

"You never have to worry about me, I'll always make it back to you." I say and she lifts her head. 

"Can we make out before we go to bed?" she asks and I chuckle. 

"You sleeping in my room ?" I ask and she smiles. 

"I can?" she asks. 

"Silly girl...you're allowed to do whatever you want...I'd never be able to tell this face no....and plus...I want you in my bed as much as possible...make no mistake about that....I want you near me always." I tell her and she raises on her toes and kisses me and I let my lips form to hers as we press them together and I pat her ass. 

"come on, I want to make out with my girlfriend in my bed" I smirk and she giggles softly and nods.