Miley Cyrus awoke from a long night of…well, she didn't know what to call it, how to explain it, she couldn't fathom any words to describe such a night.
It was just the same as any other day. She went to work and put on her "costume" and entertained very horny gentlemen, but last night one of those gentlemen made her heart race like no one else had before. The way his dark, dangerous, soft, eyes bore into hers made her melt in the blink of an eye. The way his erection teased her wet sex but not meaning to. His hands so hard and rough but gentle when needed to be. Just his everything intrigued her.
The very exhausted woman yawned and walked over to the kitchen in her apartment that she shares with her best friend Demi. She poured herself a mug of coffee that was already pre-made, thanks to the fact of their automatic coffee machine. She sat down on a stool that was around the island. She tried picking the sleep that was itching the corners of her eyes.
Yes, she was tired after every shift she finished but she wasn't suffering fatigue from her work but from her rough night by herself. All night she tossed and turned with thoughts of that mystery man. She dreamed about him touching her in very elaborate places. She ached and yearned for him all night long, in sweet agony from the her sexual desires.
"Morning sunshine." Demi said, walking to the fridge.
Miley turned her head and smiled as she noticed the happy state her friend was in. "Morning." she mumbled.
"Someone had a rough night." Demi joked, laughing.
"You have no idea." Miley droned, laughing at her previous actions the night before.
Demi sat in front of Miley. "I heard you moving around a lot last night. Is something on your mind?" She asked in a sensitive tone, incase a serious problem was really bothering Miley.
"Well last night I had to give a special show to one of the customers." Miley sighed and Demi nodded her head signaling Miley to continue. "This guys just felt different to me. Like I was drawn to him from this unrecognizable force. He just made me feel good and nervous at the same time."
Demi laughed as she watched her friends antics. "Looks like somebody is in love." She said in a sing-song voice.
Miley picked up a one dollar bill that was laying carelessly on the counter and threw it at Demi. "Shut up! It's not love. I don't even know the guy."
Demi laughed picking up the money that fell in her lap. "Thanks, I needed a dollar." She laid the bill back on the counter. "You never know, could be love at first sight. Could be soul-mates." Demi joked, half serious. She was a strong believer in love, no matter what form or way it came to you.
"I doubt it." Miley sighed, getting up and placing her full cup in the sink, watching the hot coffee spiral down the drain.
"Stop being so depressed. Come with me today to my parents house. I haven't seen them in like a week and I kind of miss them and I want to spend the day with you too since we both have tonight off." Demi offered, standing up as well.
Miley scrunched up her face, unsure. "I don't know Dem."
"Oh come on Mi. You have been my best friend for 2 years, ever since I started working at the strip club and you haven't met a single member of my family." Demi whined.
"Fine, fine." Miley laughed.
Demi ran over to Miley and squeezed her tight. "Oh my gosh! This is going to be so much fun!" She squealed pulling away, jumping up and down.
"Chill Demi." Miley giggled.
Ever since Demi was hired as a dancer/stripper at the famous "Ecstasy" strip club, Miley and her automatically clicked. Miley showed Demi the ropes and they decided to move in together. Now they were practically sisters. They understood each other like no body else could. Their situations very similar to the others. They both wanted to be an independent woman and make a living for themselves and not have to lean on anyone else for support.
Demi, the struggling youngest sibling of three brothers, always wanted to prove that she was strong and didn't need to lean on her families wealth to get by. None of her family knew her secret and she would hate for them to find out. What would they think of her? Would they be ashamed? But deep down she wouldn't care what they thought of her, she needed to do this for herself.
Miley sat in the passenger seat of Demi's Mercedes. She pulled her compact mirror from her purse and touched up her make-up.
"You look fine." Demi said, glancing at Miley then back at the road.
Miley shut her compact and dropped it back in her purse. "I know but I was just making sure." She swept away the loose strands that were floating in her face.
"I hope Jonah is here." Demi said, turning into the drive-way of her parents estate.
Both girls stepped out of the car. "Who's Jonah?" Miley asked, observing the house, more like a Mansion to her.
Demi lead Miley to the front double doors. "He is my nephew. The cutest little rascal ever." Demi chimed, stepping into the home.
Miley gasped in awe, well on the inside. The home was beautiful, she would love to live in a place like this, but it was too far for her imagination to wonder. From the outside you would expect a snobby rich family to be settled in their comfy seats reading a boring ole book. No, it felt like a warm and welcoming home. There was even a floor mate at the entrance that was scripted "Home Sweet Home".
'AHH! COME ON!" The sound of men voices traveled through house.
Miley looked over at Demi. "It's just my brothers and their idiot friends." She laughed, walking into the living room.
Chips and dips were displayed on the tables. Also a ton more food and beer, one in each of the guys hands. They were all leaned forward toward watching large flat screen intently picturing a baseball game. It looked like the super bowl was here but for baseball.
"Who's playing." Demi intervened, walking over to the snack area, grabbing a handful over potato chips.
"Yankees vs. Socks." A guy with short black hair that was a little curly replied never taking his vision of the T.V. set. Miley guessed that was one of her brothers since he had a few similar features that shared with Demi.
"Oh, guys this is my friend Miley." Demi motioned.
All of the guys turned their heads for a brief second and waved. "Hey." They said in unison then turning their bodies back to the very close sports game. Suddenly their eyes became wide and they shot their heads back to the very familiar sexy siren.
Nick's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets, and as for his friend down in the southern region now that was another story. His mouth watered as his eyes traveled up her marvelous tan, long legs, stopping at the whit denim shorts. He continued his path up her toned stomach covered by a long sleeve. button up. blue see through shirt. He caught a glimpse of her whit lace bra when ever she moved. His journey sure didn't stop there, he hadn't gotten the best part yet. He luscious plum lips and boy oh boy those eyes. The pair he had dreamed about. Those mesmerizing crystal blue eyes.
Miley noticed Nick's stare right away. She could recognize those chocolate brown eyes anywhere. All the guys were sitting right in front her like they had last night, all with the same gawking expression.
"I'm guessing you guys know each other." Demi laughed, popping another crispy chip in her mouth. "Anyway, that is Taylor, Zac, and my brothers Joe and Nick."
Nick. Miley said in her mind. Nick
"It's nice to meet you all." Miley said smiling then going to sit by Demi on the love-seat.
"I thought you had three brothers." Miley said, taking a chip from Demi, popping into her mouth.
"Kevin, the oldest one is running our family business in New York. He lives their with his wife Danielle."
"Auntie Dems!" Jonah yelled running into the room, jumping on top of Demi's lap, engulfing her in a hug.
"Hey kiddo." Demi laughed.
Jonah pulled away but kept his tiny arms around her neck. "I have a lot to tell you."
"You do?" Demi said, joking around with the young boy.
From the corner of his eye Jonah caught a glimpse of Miley. "Hi." he said. "You're pretty."
"Why thank you." Miley chuckled smiling.
Jonah crawled over to Miley's lap and. "What's your name. I'm Jonah."
"I'm Miley."
Jonah scrunched his face. "You have a weird name. You want to play Lego's with me?" He pulled her off the couch and sat down on the base carpet. He opened the cabinet that was placed on the bottom of the coffee tabled and pulled out a big red box.
"Ok. This is how you play. Just build the tallest tower and whoever's falls down first looses." Jonah instructed starting on his tower.
"I got it." Miley laughed again. Pulling out a handful of blocks.
Nick watched his son and the woman he was having sexy dreams about intrigued. Here was a complete stranger that Jonah met a second, playing with him, laughing and looking like a mother. Jonah was always shy with strangers but why not with Miley?
"Ha-ha, I won." Jonah clapped standing up jumping around as Miley's tower fell.
"Well, look at that. You beat me." Miley played along standing up. She purposely knocked her own blocks down when Jonah wasn't looking.
Nick smiled thankfully at Miley.
"Did you see that dad? I beat the pretty lady." the excited boy ran to his father.
"I sure did bud. But don't you think you should be a good sport and tell her she did good to." Nick said, patting his son on the back.
"You had some awesome blocks too." Jonah said, looking up at Miley.
"Thanks." Miley smiled, ruffling his hair.
"Do you want to go play outside now?" the hyper boy asked.
"Sure, I'll be out there in a minute."
Jonah ran off and Miley followed. She was walking through the kitchen when a voice stopped her.
"Thanks for being nice to Jonah." Nick said, walking towards her.
"Oh, you're welcome. He is a sweet boy." Miley smiled.
"Yea he is." Nick admired his son running around with his grandfather in the backyard.
"So, did you guys have fun last night?" Miley asked, waiting for Nick's expression.
Nick hesitated for a moment. "Um, yea. It was different."
She laughed. "Good different I hope."
Nick grinned. "Definitely."
Miley walked a little closer to him. Her hands resting on the fabric and skin of his black V-neck. "Happy birthday." She whispered, then walking off to join Jonah.
Nick shivered from her warm breath and seductive melting voice. He licked his lips as her ass swayed as she walked.
"You have to come back Miley." Jonah said clinging to Miley's side as her and Demi walked to the front doors, leaving.
Miley bent down to the his level, softly grabbing below his shoulders. "I promise you'll see me again." She planted a soft kiss on his forehead and watched as he ran off with a huge smile on his face.
Miley stood up facing Nick who was holding the door open for her. "I hope I see you again too."
Miley blushed, trying to use her locks to hide her crimson cheeks. "You might."
"Why don't we have dinner tomorrow night?" He asked with a confident smirk playing on his lips.
Miley frowned. "I'm working tomorrow night. But I am free the next night." She smiled.
"Great. I will call you." Nick said handing her his blackberry. He watched with hot eyes as she typed her number into his phone.
"There ya' go." She said, handing him back is cell.
"Bye. I'll see you soon." He smiled.
Miley walked out of the house and to the passenger side of Demi's car.
Demi looked questionably at Miley with a raised eyebrow. "What were you two talking about?"
"Oh nothing. But I have a date in two days." Miley squealed.
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