"You don't fucking know me you whore!" he screamed, slapping me across the face. I didn't back down though, I stood my ground and let him hit me, until he went to punch me in the stomach. I grabbed his hand and kicked him in the gut, he picked me up and threw me into the wall. I screamed and clutched the back of my head, feeling a bump, but, thank God, no blood.
I heard footsteps outside and someone knocked at his door. "Nikki, man, come on! Open the fuck up man! What was with the screaming and shit man!?" yelled the person at the other end.
Nikki glared at me, daring me to talk. "It's nothing Tommy, just fucking some slut," he said, walking over to me.
"Don't fucking listen to him Tommy, he ain't fucking me, he threw me against the fucking wall!" I screamed.
Tommy opened the door and saw me holding my head in my hands and Nikki froze.
"Tommy get the fuck out right fucking now! She fell, I swear she fell, and I was just gonna help her up. She's staying the night, we were talking, she had some JD, stumbled, and ran into the wall. I swear to fucking God I didn't throw her!" he yelled, looking between Tommy and me wildly.
I groaned. "You, you're Tommy Lee right?" He nodded. "My friend Ella, said if she ever met you, she'd fuck your brains out," I laughed, not really sure why I was playing along with Nikki bullshit.
"Damn Nikki, she hit her head hard, you gotta make sure she knows her shit," said Tommy, blowing off my comment. Nikki frowned and leaned in front of me.
"Please go with it," he whispered. "What's your name?" he spoke louder so Tommy could hear him.
"Karma. Karmalita Ette," I responded.
"Who am I?"
"Nikki fucking Sixx, the bastard who made me waste three hours cleaning up after his orgy."
"Good," he chuckled, "now what's your job."
"I'm a fucking cleaning lady here you dumb-fuck!" I stood up angrily and the world started tilting. Nikki grabbed my arm and guided me to his bed, making me sit down and had Tommy get some ice for the back of my head.
"She's fine, see, just a little dizzy. Now can you go?" he asked Tommy. I looked over and noticed Tommy staring at me.
"Hey, you know, the chick ain't bad looking," he said, nodding at me, "How about you come stay the night with Tommy here, we'll call your friend Ella and the three of us can have a damn good time."
Sex. The voice in the back of my mind screamed at me to go with him, to get my brains fucked out in a threesome with him and Ella. I started standing up, then stopped.
I shouldn't be doing this, I told Nikki I'd stay here tonight. So? You've said more serious things than that and still gone to get that sweet fuck you need. Think about it, Tommy Lee going down on you and licking you out while fucking Ella senseless, and then pounding you so hard that you scream. I started trembling with want. No, not want. Need. But, I promised.
I sighed, "N-no Tommy, I'm just gonna stay with Nikki, but here's Ella's number." I forced the sentence out and then told him her number, my voice shaking more with each number that passed my lips.
Tommy shook his head and walked out, already dialing Ella's number on his phone. As soon as the door shut behind him my shaking got worse and my headache was forgotten. I needed sex. Now. Nikki smiled at me and sat down next to me. Damn, he was pretty good looking, I smirked.
"Hey, Nikki, I'll be right back, I gotta go to the bathroom," I told him, trying to suppress the excitement in my voice, I half-ran into his bathroom and took my hair out of the ponytail and let it fall down to my shoulders. I rolled the shirt up so you could see more and took the boxers off. Of course, don't want to fuck with bad breath now do I? I brushed my teeth quickly and walked out, smiling at Nikki's wide-eyed reaction.
Sitting directly in front of him, I reached out put a hand on his shoulder. He looked at my hand, and then back at me, comprehension dawning on him.
"Karma, you don't want to do this!" he told me, obviously not wanting to give in. I smiled and rubbed his shoulder lightly.
"Fine," I sighed and stood up, suppressing my want to giggle. I got off the bed and stood in front of him, helping him up. "Sorry, I almost made a really bad mistake," I told him as he grabbed my hand and used it to pull himself up.
"Good, thanks for helping me up," he told me, and just after the words left his lips I yanked his hand harshly and pulled him into me, pressing my hungry lips against his.