Maid For Him

Chapter 16

Rickel***

I pressed the gas pedal harder than usual as I overtook two cars. I absolutely knew it would make her scared and would turn me on.

Her eyes widened and she gripped the door handle. Her beautiful chest heaved up and down as I didn't hear a single thing she said until she slapped me across my face.

I felt myself getting hard. She had no idea how badly she was turning me on. 

"Mr. Nichols. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to slap you. It's just that you were going too hard and I panicked."

Good heavens. She was saying all the right words to turn me on even more. I had to remind myself that she is just my employee. I needed her out of my presence. Now! Before I do something I will surely regret in the morning.

I leaned over to unlock the door for her and I couldn't help myself. She was breathing heavily into my ear and it sent goose bumps all over my body.

I couldn't resist whispering into her ear. "I'm sure you will like it when I drive hard into you."

She gasped and I knew she must be watering down there.

"You're home. Goodnight Reese."

She got out and I drove off. I tried to focus on the road ahead of me but all the blood in my body had rushed to one organ and it was standing like a lightpole.

I pulled over in a secluded area and killed the lights. I haven't done this in a while, not since I became an adult.

This girl was making me break all my rules. I am going to hate myself for this.

I leaned back, closed my eyes and started rubbing my length. Reese was the only girl I could think about. She in her sexy maid uniform and how I would like to rip it from her body. I want to just push her against my bedroom wall and force myself into her tight-

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Ugh!

I took my phone from the dashboard. This better be a damn important text message.

What time are you getting home baby?  You're mom and I wanted to have family dinner with you. - Sheila

I am so tired of this damn girl. I've broken up with her so many times yet she's still at my house. 

Before I knew what I was doing, I had dialed Reese's number and it had gone to voicemail. I really needed to hear her voice......just to keep me sane.

After I tried calling her for the third time and it still went to voicemail, I spun the car around. What if something had happened to her? What if someone had broken in?

I felt my anger level rising. If anyone laid a finger on her they would have to answer to me and I know how evilous I can get.  

I reached her apartment in no time and started rushing toward her door. What kind of dump was this place anyway? They didn't have any security cameras and not even a security guard.

"Reese?" I tapped on the door a few times.

I got no reply so I checked to see if the door was locked. I shook my head as I pushed the door open. Shocker! Girls these days have no regard for their own safety.

"Hello? Reese?"

The living room was dark except for the flickering light coming from the muted television.

A few seconds later, I heard the saddest slow song and Reese came into the room with a tub of ice cream in her hand. She grinded her hips slowly to the music as she twirled with her ice cream as her dance partner.

"Nice dance partner, Reese."

She scream and dropped the ice cream when she heard me.

"Who is there?" She asked and had her question answered with the quick flick of the light.

"Rickel? What are you doing here?"

I strolled over to the couch and made myself comfortable. "I'm here to ask a favor."

She was intrigued. "What kind of favor?"

She quickly took up the ice cream and joined me on the couch. Underneath her eyes looked baggy as if she had being crying. I wanted to take her pain away so badly.

"Are you going to tell me the deal or not?"

I rubbed my palms together. "Well first you have to promise to listen with an open mind."

She stood up quickly. "I would rather quit than do something disgusting."

I hissed my teeth. "There you go assuming already. Will you sit and listen please?"

She seem to calm down a bit. "Ok. I'll listen but I can't promise to agree with it."

"Fair enough." I leaned back into the couch. "It's Shelia. I told her we are a couple."

"What? Why the hell would you do that?"

"I'm tired of her Reese. She's driving me crazy. I broke up with her a few times but she won't leave. If she thinks you are my girlfriend, she will finally accept the fact that its over."

She sighed. "Why me? Why didn't you get an actual girlfriend?"

"Because you have fire."

She smiled at my response. "Well I need to know the terms of this deal. I don't want any funny business....and if it's considered a job I expect to get paid."

I laughed at her 'business' face. "Sure Reese. You have the rest of the night to come up with your rules and suggested salary."

She ate a spoonful of ice cream and stretched out her hand for me to shake.
"You have a deal Mr. Nichols. I'll see you in the morning."

I smirked at her. "You're kicking me out in the middle of the night Miss Rivera? I feel like a cheap whore."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm not kicking you out. I'm sending you home before my landlord comes back and sees you."

I stood up to leave and noticed the sad look in her eyes.
"Uhm....if you're not happy here, remember you're moving into my house soon. Afterall, you are my girlfriend." I winked at her and she shoved me playfully.

"Goodnight Mr. Nichols."

I hated hearing her call me that. It sounded so.....official and business like. I wanted more than that. I wanted to be on top of her.

"Goodnight Reese." I lowered my head towards her and kissed her cheek softly. "I hope you end up in my dreams tonight."

I smiled to myself as I left the apartment. I just know how to make her hormones go wild.