"You haven't said the magic word."
"Please?"
"Close."
Talia smiled and leaned back on her elbows, surrendering her naked body to my deviant plans. "Yes."
I crawled over her. "I love hearing that word from you." She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, trying to pull me down on top of her, but I sat up and untangled her grip. "Hold on. I'm not going to let you get away with that slap."
"Oh please, that was a kiss compared to the others."
"True, but you need to make up for all of those."
"You deserved them."
She had me there. "If you apologize for all the times you hit me—"
"I will not." She sat up and crossed her arms.
"Then... you'll earn a reward."
Her pose relaxed and her eyebrow arched up. "What kind of reward?"
"You'll just have to trust me." And just that sharp and sudden—as if she'd slapped me again—earning her trust became my focus.
"Damn." She gnawed her lower lip, and I just about jumped her right then. "All right. I'm sorry... for all those slaps."
Too easy. "Thank you. I deserved every one of them. I just wanted to see if you'd obey me."
"Asshole." She swung but stopped short, pulling her hand back. "I want my reward."
She'd done what I asked, so I had to keep my word. "All right. Tell me what you want me to do for you."
"And you'll do it?"
"Yep."
"No matter what?"
"Yes." Oh shit, what have I done?
A smile twisted her lips, revealing more evil than any I could imagine. "I want you to lick my pussy."
"Is that all?"
"No, there's more." She moved to the chair next to my bed and sat down. "I want you on your knees, on the floor, where you belong."
So her reward is my punishment? "You'd better enjoy this."
"Oh, I will." She grinned and snapped her fingers, pointing to the floor at her feet.
As I crawled over to her, she giggled. This was not how I'd imagined rewarding her. I grabbed her knees and shoved them apart.
"Oh yes," she sighed. "I dreamed about this."
I draped her legs over the armrests and nibbled her thighs, watching for her pussy to start glistening. It didn't take long. I dragged a fingertip down her slit, spreading the wetness as she squirmed in her seat. Pink folds enveloped my finger as I licked my lips and waited. She might have the advantage, but I wanted to make her beg for it.
"Lick me... right there."
I teased her clit with my thumb but withheld my tongue.
"Bend over and worship my pussy."
Worship? Where'd she hear a word like that? Certainly not from me or Will. She'd said it last night too, but my brain had been too far gone to ponder the implications. Her hand slid down her body and parted her lips, offering her sweet pussy like a prize I hadn't earned. Pure luck placed this woman in my hands, and I should've been grateful to have her.
"Make me come."
And why is she giving orders? Shouldn't I be the boss? Why the hell am I arguing with myself when I could be tongue fucking her? Idiot.
I pressed my open mouth to her hot flesh, catching her fingers and sucking on them while she purred. She pulled her hand free and grabbed my hair, holding my face captive between her legs. I let her do it. I surrendered and gave my lover the adoration she craved, licking her up and down, circling and sucking while she moaned and squirmed.
"Oh God, yes!"
I paid attention to detail, flicking her sensitive clit and stroking her soft petals, obeying her commands and denying her nothing. I'd promised her a reward, and I wanted to make sure she got what she deserved.
"Mmm... Alex." She pulled my hair and nearly slid off the seat, but I held her ass firm and braced her pussy with my mouth. She clamped her arm over the back of the chair and shuddered, her thighs twitching. "I want to come. I need to come. Please...."
Finally made her beg. I sucked her throbbing clit and held tight as she arched toward the ceiling. Heat washed over my face and I gasped for breath.
"Don't stop!"
I plunged my tongue into her, thrusting and stroking her flesh as a preview of things to come. She curled up and dug her toes into my back, panting and cursing my ability to turn her into a quivering lump of flesh.
Her skin jerked while I kissed a soft trail up her body to her mouth. She caught my lips, tangling my tongue with hers as I pulled her down on the floor and slid my cock into her hot, tight pussy. She rode me, lying atop my chest and loving my mouth with her lips.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and she gasped as I pulled. "Did you enjoy your reward, darlin'?" I bit her neck and she moaned.
"More than I ever imagined."
"Slut." I grabbed her ass and squeezed.
She sat up and thrust down, sending fireworks shooting up my spine. "Now it's time for your reward."
"Do you think I deserve it?"
She got to her knees and bent over the chair, grabbing her ass and spreading her cheeks apart to reveal the place she'd kept off-limits to me. "Yes."
I'd been teasing her with that question, but as she looked back over her shoulder and smiled, I believed I'd earned this prize. I moved close behind her and nibbled her neck as I rubbed my cock in her cleft.
She moaned and bent further, raising her ass as my mouth trailed down her back.
"Are you sure?" I slid my hand between her legs, spreading her wetness over her tight hole and coating my cock. I eased one finger in, then two.
"Mmm... green."
Searing heat encased my stiff dick as I pushed in slowly.
She tensed and clawed the chair, holding on while I possessed her ass balls-deep, taking full advantage of the pleasure while she let me. I held still for a long moment, savoring the snug fire.
"Fuck it," she moaned. "Fuck it good. I'm all yours."
No more limits. I pulled out and shoved back in, losing my mind in the process, barely aware of her grunts and growls. Or were they mine?
She shuddered and screamed, and I came hard, exploding into her like a lit match jammed straight into a powder keg. "Holy hell!"
We collapsed on the floor, panting, holding onto each other. "Why did you let me do that?"
"What?" She shoved her messed-up hair from her face.
"I thought your ass was forbidden territory."
"Oh." She rested on my chest. "The first time I did it with anyone was that night you and Will shared me. He didn't ask, he just did it. Jay didn't ask either, he just happened to be in the right position. I felt like I had no control with them, so when you tried it, I wanted to have the choice."
"I always gave you a choice, baby."
"I know. You never forced me into anything, but after all we've been through, I needed to hold onto that last bit of control until I thought you were worth the trouble."
She thinks I'm worth it?
"I know it's silly, but...."
My heart actually ached a little and my throat got tight. Damn, why do my eyes sting? "No. I'm honored."
She smiled as I kissed her, tangled and sweaty on my bedroom floor. I could've stayed there with her all day—the rest of my previously miserable life—but my fucking alarm shattered my intentions.
Sunlight flooded the room, and I had to pull myself up on the nightstand to see the clock. "We should get in the shower. I'll take you out for breakfast on the way to work."
"Mmm... sounds perfect."
I helped her stand and followed her into the master bathroom, pinching her cute little ass while she squealed and batted my hands away. I turned on the shower, and we soaped each other, tangling bodies and tongues. In no time, my dick got hard beneath her slippery hands. I picked her up and pinned her against the wall, and my cock slid between her legs as I wrapped them around my waist.
"Alex." She squirmed and my erection slipped behind her.
I adjusted my grip on her ass. "What?"
Her eyes li
t up and she gave me that permissive smile. "Green."
"Oh, you beautiful slut."
***
"So, let's review what we've done to this point."
"Huh?" I sat back as the waitress picked up our menus. "I ordered pancakes for breakfast. And you?"
Talia laughed. "No," she leaned over the table and whispered, "our playing dirty... experiment."
Plates and silverware clattered in the nearly empty diner. The waitress argued with the cook, and then sniped at her impatient customer. No one paid any attention to us.
"I see. You want a summation."
She sipped her orange juice and nodded. "What we liked, didn't like."
"I liked your ankles tied to my headboard. Your bare ass makes a gorgeous presentation." I framed the image with my hands.
Her upper lip curled. "Such a gentleman." Then she smiled and squirmed. "I liked it, too."
"I thought you hated being passive."
"True, I missed not being able to respond, but I loved feeling helpless, letting you take control of my body and do as you pleased."
I shifted closer to the table to hide my sprouting wood. "What else did you like?"
She let the waitress set our food on the table, and then grinned at me as the harried woman dashed back to the kitchen. "Being the buttery spread in an all-male sandwich."
"That's no surprise."
The sparkle in her eyes faded. "But you didn't."
I recalled our threesomes—all of them—and remembering how my woman had gone wild while riding two cocks hardened my dick on the spot. "No, I didn't like your little game, the way you deceived me and Jay."
"I didn't know how else to get what I wanted."
I pulled the fork from her hand and tangled her fingers with mine. "You need to trust me, babe. I brought in another guy to help me give you everything you wanted. You were always the center of attention."
"I definitely liked that." She sighed and stabbed her scrambled eggs. "Too much. I forgot to consider your feelings."
I sliced my stack of pancakes. "I'm used to it."
An indignant gasp escaped her. "All right. Tell me what you liked... besides binding my body in perverted positions."
An image of her naked, suspended ass flashed through my mind, but I banished it and told her the truth. "I liked pushing your boundaries, testing your limits."
"Making me say no, er, red." She smiled. "Me too. I liked the idea of doing something so dangerous that saying no wasn't enough to stop us."
"Giving me total control."
"But knowing I had the ultimate power."
"There's that selfish streak again."
Talia shook her head. "No. Maybe... but having the ability to bring everything to a halt... or let it take us somewhere we've never been before...." She sat up straight and slipped her hand below the table, and I could tell by the motion of her arm that she'd rubbed it between her thighs. "Huge turn-on."
My knee caressed hers as I moved to give my dick room to breathe. "So the jury says...?"
She munched on a strip of bacon. "Hmm... not enough evidence to make a decision. We need to investigate this a little more."
I tapped my fork on the table. "So ordered."
"Oh, you're the judge?"
"Damn right, baby."
The waitress brought our check before we'd finished eating.
"Damn, she's in a hurry." I laid some cash on the table.
Talia downed her juice and eyed the money. "Did you pay Jay for... the last time?"
"I left him a couple of messages, but he hasn't called back."
"Give me his number. I'll call him."
"Why?" Saving a couple hundred bucks didn't bother me.
"I feel bad about stiffing him."
"Oh, he was plenty stiff."
She rolled her eyes. "What are you? Twelve?"
I shrugged and texted the number to her phone.
"Thank you. I need to get back to the hotel so I can change clothes."
"I gotta get to the office."
"Just drop me off. I'll walk. I love the sunny mornings here."
I jammed a piece of cold toast in my mouth and followed her out the door.
***
"So, how was dinner?" Claire leaned over her desk and linked her fingers under her chin, grinning like a chatty schoolgirl.
"Great. Talia loved the mushroom Alfredo, and the chicken Marsala I ordered was pretty good too."
"That's not what I meant."
I sat on the edge of her desk. "Then ask the right question. Remember what I taught you."
"Are you two back together?"
"Make it an open-ended question, not yes or no."
She huffed and drummed her fingers on the polished oak. "If you answered yes or no, I could ask a follow-up."
"Good plan. Okay, yes, we're back together. Next question?"
"So tell me all about it!"
And have the details of our hot reunion spread all over the office? "Overruled."
"You're such a...." She scowled. "Please tell me all about it?"
"What do you want to know? Ask me that."
"Are you happy?"
I wanted to chide her for asking another yes or no question, but she looked as if she'd tear my eyes out with those pretty pink nails if I stalled again. "Yes. I'm happy."
"Yay!" Her cell phone buzzed and she picked it up. "Excuse me." She read the message and smiled as she typed a reply. "Sorry. You're happy. She's happy too?"
I grinned. "She's as giddy as schoolgirl reading a love note from her crush."
She slapped my hand. "You troublemaker."
"It's what I do." I'd debauched that woman in all sorts of ways. She'd loved it, demanded more of it. "And she said... she said I was worth it... worthy? My brain was still doing cartwheels at the time."
My all-knowing assistant grinned. "Do you need more proof?"
"Proof?"
"That you deserve to be happy?"
That verdict was still in deliberation, and my opposing vote kept the jury hanging. "Hell yeah, after all the shit I put her through, I earned a life sentence making it up to her. Maybe I should spend more time on my knees."
"Nothing wrong with that." She blushed and pretended to get busy typing.
The door behind me opened and Talia scurried in. "Sorry I'm late. My alarm didn't go off."
I nodded toward my smug assistant. "She knows."
Talia blushed and clutched her laptop case to her chest. "Oh, then...."
"Don't worry." Claire put her finger to her lips. "I know how to keep a secret."
"Okay. I should get to work."
I followed Talia into the conference room and closed the door. "Hi."
She smiled as I slipped my arms around her. "Hey." Her lips touched mine and I squeezed her until she gasped for breath.
"Thank you for last night... and this morning." I nuzzled her neck.
"Yeah, I enjoyed it too."
I captured her mouth again, letting her breathe this time, but owning her tongue.
She tried to pull me down on the table. "Got time for a quickie?"
"I have to be in court in..." I looked at my watch. "Oh shit, ten minutes, but I'll be done by noon. Do you want to go to lunch with me?"
"Hmm... I'll have to check with my boss." She smiled as her hand slid below my belt.
"He says yes." I intended to give her a quick little peck, but it turned into a lingering mating of lips that melted my heart. "Gotta go."
I darted out the door, grabbed my briefcase and nearly skipped to the elevator. Some idiot hassled me for humming, but instead of ripping him a new one, I belted out the lyrics playing in my head. He looked at me like I was the idiot. Probably am, but damn it—I'm happy. And no one is going to fuck with that.
For the first time in my life, I wanted to spoil someone other than me.
Their Twisted Love
"Damn it! Still no answer." I shut down my laptop and stuffed it into its case. I'd spent the whole day
following up a promising lead, but now there was nothing to do but wait for someone to reply to my email inquiries.
I checked my cell phone and found a text message from Wes Abernathy, the Chicago D.A. He had another case for me. I typed that I'd be back next week, but hesitated before hitting the send button. When I finish Alex's job, I'll have to go home, right? I decided not to worry about that just yet and sent the message.
Alex's text with Jay's number popped up. I'd planned on calling him last night, but Alex had kept me completely distracted.
Claire had gone home a few minutes ago, and Alex had someone in his office, so I closed the conference room door and called Jay.
He answered after the second ring. "Hello?"
"Hi Jay, this is Talia... Alex's girlfriend." Oh that sounded weird.
"Hey, how are you?"
"I'm good, thanks." Damn, how do I offer to pay a man for sleeping with me? "Alex told me we never paid you for... the last time."
"You two are still speaking to each other? I never thought that would last."
"What?"
"You're completely selfish and manipulative. I'd have walked out on you for good."
He had. But he'd come back. Why? I choked back the bile in my throat. "Well, I feel bad for not paying you so...."
"Keep your money."
"At least let me apologize for...." The ugly scene, not letting him finish. The whole problem had been my fault. Shit. "My behavior the other night. I never should've lied to you... and Alex." I made a mental note to tell him that, too.
He sighed. "I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have ripped into you like that. You don't deserve it."
"I don't?"
"No. There's some shit going on in my life right now, and I took it out on you. I'm sorry."
"I understand. Thanks for.... I gotta go." I hung up and tossed my phone in my purse. Selfish? Manipulative? Who the hell does he think he is to judge me? The events of that evening flashed back to me in a dizzying blur. Alex had walked out on me—and not for the first time. Probably not the last time.
Why did he come back? Why does he want a self-centered, conniving woman like me? A tear splashed on the table, and I wiped my eyes as the door popped open.
"I'm done for the day." Alex walked in. "Let's pick up some Chinese on the way home."
I turned my back to him and sniffled. "Okay."
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