by Alex Grayson
“Okay, but we sleep in separate beds. The last thing Trent needs right now is finding us in bed together.”
Mac sends me a sexy smile and leans down for a short kiss. When he pulls away slightly, he murmurs, “That doesn’t mean I won’t be sneaking into your room and sinking into that tight pussy of yours, so be prepared.”
My heart rate picks up, and my lady bits quiver at his words. I have to force myself to not yank him forward for a more demanding kiss.
“After Deputy Woods and Dowell get here and we dust for prints and check the rest of the house, I want you to go pack a bag for several days.”
I nod, still dazed at his comment before.
Headlights flash on the wall through the window, and after a knowing smirk, Mac walks to the door and steps outside.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Mac
Her sexiness…
It’s not until a couple hours later that Trent, Mia, and I walk through the door to my house. Trent looks tired so I tell him to hit the hay. He heads towards the hallway, looking back over his shoulder at Mia with an expression I can’t decipher. I briefly wonder what that’s about while I carry Mia’s overnight bag to the spare bedroom with her trailing behind me.
“Why don’t you grab a shower? I have a phone call I need to make.” I set her bag down on the bed and turn to face her. Even with the stress of the night, I can still see desire written all over her face. As much as I want to take her in my arms and devour her body, there’s something I need to take care of first. She’s not going to like my idea, but she’ll deal with it.
There’s also T to consider, and I know she realizes that. It’s hot as fuck that she wants me so much that she can’t hide her want from me.
I walk up to her, grip her hair, and give it a tug until she’s looking up at me. “As soon as I finish my business and I know T’s out, then you’re mine, Pix. Get ready, because it won’t be gentle. I need to feel you beneath me because I know tonight could have been much worse.”
Her eyes flare with unquestionable desire at my words. My Pix likes it rough, which is a good thing because by the time I get to her, there’s no way I’ll be able to hold back. I know that tonight’s incident wasn’t harmful, except emotionally, but I have a feeling that it’s just the beginning. How could I have never realized how vindictive and crazy Tessa was? What else is she willing to do?
I shake my head of the dark thoughts and wrap my arm around Mia’s waist and yank her forward. My lips crush down on her, unable to walk away without a little bit of her. I take her bottom lip between mine, bite down, and then lick to soothe the sting. She moans against my lips and wraps her arms around my neck, tangling her fingers in my hair and giving it a jerk. I reluctantly break apart our kiss and rest our foreheads together.
My grip on her waist tightens when I grit out, “Shit, you tempt me so damn much, Pix. Go.” I give her a push towards the doorway. “Shower.”
She smiles at me over her shoulder and blows me a kiss. Her ass sways seductively out of the room, and I force myself not to follow her. Goddamn, that woman gets to me!
I take a minute to get my breathing under control before I walk out of her room. I pass by the bathroom, and I hear a faint, soft voice singing. I strain to hear, but I can’t make out the words. I put my forehead against the dark wood and take in her sweet voice. I haven’t heard Mia sing in over ten years. She used to sing all the time. The sound makes my heart hurt and lift all at once. She sounds happy, and that makes me very happy. But it’s also sad that she hasn’t shown that side of herself in years. And I know that she hasn’t shown it because the singing is part of Mia’s soft side, and all that’s been present, until lately, is her hard side.
I step back from the door with reluctance. I could listen to her sing all day, but I need to call Jaxon before she gets out. I don’t plan on keeping what I have planned from her, but I want time to wean her into it. I know she’s going to shit a brick at first, but if I explain it to her she’ll eventually see that I’m right.
“What do you have?” Jaxon asks by way of answering on the third ring. I hear loud noises in the background, but it’s getting quieter, like he’s walking towards his office.
“Not much besides a couple of finger prints that I’m sure will show to be Tessa’s.” Of course, Jaxon knows who Tessa is.
“Tessa? What in the fuck does she have to do with this? What happened?” Jaxon growls at me across the line.
Shit!
I knew this was coming. I’ve known since I started suspecting Tessa was behind all this shit. We’ve been friends for years, but I know this is not going to go over well. Jaxon is nothing if not fiercely protective of his family. However, I certainly don’t blame him for it. I’m glad Mia has someone as strong as Jaxon at her back.
I know I need to tell Jaxon the whole truth, but I won’t do it over the phone. This is something I need to do face to face, not the cowardly way.
I answer part of his questions and explain what Mia found when she got home. I also tell him that Mia will be staying with me until this fucked up mess is taken care of.
“You still haven’t answered one of my questions, Mac. Why does Tessa want Mia hurt? The truth.”
“I won’t tell you that over the phone. I’m dropping Mia off at work tomorrow night, and we’ll talk then. I’d rather tell you in person.”
“Does this have to do with what happened when you were younger?” he asks in a hard voice.
“Yes,” is my one word reply.
“Son of a bitch!” he snarls. “This better not be what I think it is, Mac, or so help me God, you’ll be breathing through a fucking tube when I’m done with you.”
His anger doesn’t scare me. I know that Jaxon will probably try to beat my ass once he learns the truth. A little pain wouldn’t be so bad for what I did. Whether it was on purpose of not, I still deserve it. It doesn’t surprise me that Jaxon is suspicious of what went down. It had to have been something major to split Mia and me apart, and everyone knew it.
“Before you decide to maim me, let me tell you the full story. I won’t make excuses, but there’s more to the story than you think,” I tell him.
“Just be here,” he grunts at me. “How is she doing?”
“She’s fine. She’s pissed more than scared, which worries me, because if Tessa is capable of doing what she’s done so far, then she’s is capable of anything. With her showing no fear, it’ll be easier for her to be less cautious, which is one of the reasons why I called.”
“What?”
“Is Nick on site somewhere?” I ask him.
“No, the last I heard he’s home for a few days.”
“Okay, I want someone with Mia at all times. Where she goes, I want someone with her. I figured between you, Andrew, Nick, and I we can have her covered at all times.”
Jaxon’s laugh reaches my ear over the phone, and I know what he’s going to say before he can speak. “She’s not going to go for that.”
“Yeah, well, she has no choice. She’ll be pissed at first, but once she realizes the danger, she’ll agree. She won’t like it, but she’s not stupid either and will know it’s the smart thing to do.”
“I think it’s a good idea. I’ll talk to Andrew tonight and give Nick a call tomorrow.”
We hang up a few minutes later. Jaxon reiterates his demand for me to be there tomorrow to talk. He doesn’t need to worry. It’s weighed on my mind for years, and it’ll be a relief to get the shit out in the open, even if it means a well-deserved beating. I can hold my own, and Jaxon wouldn’t fare much better than me if it ever came to blows between the two of us, but it’ll hurt like a bitch in the process. Besides, I wouldn’t fight back unless I needed to. Mia deserves a little justice on her part, and I’ll gladly take a beating to give that to her.
I catch a movement out the corner of my eye, and I look over and see Mia rushing into the bedroom in nothing but a towel. My dick instantly hardens to concrete. I get up and walk towards th
e hallway. I stop by Trent’s room and peer inside to see he’s passed out sprawled on the bed. I quietly shut his room before walking to Mia’s. I silently slip inside and close and lock the door behind me. The room is dark with only the bedside lamp on, but it’s lit enough for me to see Mia has her back turned towards me. Her back is completely covered in ink. I want to trace every inch with my tongue. She’s bent over getting ready to pull on shorts.
“Leave them off,” I tell her hoarsely.
She whips around at my demand, and her tits jiggle with the sudden movement, making my mouth water. My gaze travels down her body until they stop on the apex of her thighs. The shorts she was holding drop to the floor. I reach back and grip my shirt and pull it off. We stand there in silence, just watching each other.
I nearly come on the spot when Mia takes her hand and slowly starts trailing it up her thighs until she reaches her sex. She widens her stance and runs a finger through her lips. She holds my gaze as she plays with herself. It takes super human effort to stay where I am, but I want to see how far she’ll go. I know it won’t last long though, not with my cock demanding I touch her delectable body.
She lifts one of her hands and brings it to her tit and pinches the hardened nipple, all the while holding my gaze. She’s doing this shit on purpose. She wants to know how far she’ll get before I lose it. She has no idea how close I am. My cock is so hard against my zipper that I expect it to push through the teeth any second.
When she sinks two of her fingers in her pussy, and breaks our gaze by throwing her head back and moaning, I can’t take it anymore. I’m standing in front of her before she realizes it. She opens her eyes when my hands span on her tiny waist and lift her. She automatically wraps her legs around me.
“You shouldn’t tempt me like that, Pix. Not right now. I’m too close to losing it.”
She tightens her legs around me and rubs her pussy against my dick that’s still covered in fucking jeans. Shit! Why didn’t I take them off before I crossed the room?
“I want you to lose control, Mac. I need you to fuck me hard. Please,” she moans the last.
I walk the two feet to the bed and toss her on top. She bounces a little and giggles. I fucking love that sound. My hands go to my pants and carefully unzip them so I don’t castrate myself.
“Up by the headboard,” I tell her. “This is going to be fast and rough. That okay with you?”
“Oh, yeah,” she moans out. She’s breathless, but complies, scooting up until she reaches the headboard. She lays there with her legs spread wide, giving my hungry gaze a full on view of her wet cunt.
“Sweet Jesus, Mia,” I groan. I quickly shed my pants and crawl up the bed between her legs. “I’m going fuck you hard, baby, but I need you to keep quiet, okay?”
She bites her lip as if she’s unsure she can follow through, but then decides she can because she says, “Okay, Mac, just put your cock in me already.”
I grip her hips, lift them up, and slide my thighs under her. Grabbing my cock, I place it at her opening. I lock eyes with her and give an almighty shove until I’m in all the way to the hilt.
Her eyes widen at my hard push, and she gives a small cry of pleasure before she can stop herself. I quickly put my hand to her mouth to muffle her cry. It takes every bit of the little control I still have to hold still for a minute to make sure she’s okay. When I see that she is, I ask her, “Want me to move my hand?”
She shakes her head, and it gives me intense pleasure to know she can’t help but to cry out when I fuck her.
My hips start moving at a steady pace. Her slippery heat snug against my cock has my speed picking up in no time. She feels so fucking good. The pleasure rushing through me is something I’ve never felt before, until her. Never have I felt something as good as feeling Mia surrounding me.
I keep my hand over her mouth as my hips piston faster. Little whimpers come from her, and I feel her tongue peeking out against my palm, which spurs me on further. Her lips move, and I release my hand long enough for her to moan, “Harder, Mac.” She once again bares her claws and runs them down my back.
At her move, the thin thread of my control snaps. I release her hip with one hand, grip the slat on the headboard, and using a force I probably shouldn’t with her but I can’t help myself. With a grunt, I slam forward. Mia screams behind my hand, and I immediately feel her inviting pussy clenching my cock with her release. I relentlessly pound her sex, using the bed frame to strengthen my movements, my muscles straining. A low growl comes out with each push forward. I look down at Mia to ensure myself that she’s okay. She has a dazed look on her face, but it’s plain to see that she’s very much enjoying my fucking.
After a few more hard thrusts, I rear my head back, and a low groan comes from the back of my throat. The force of my release sends Mia into another one, which prolongs mine even more.
After the tremors leave my body, I lower myself until our sweat-covered bodies are flush against each other. I remove my hand from Mia’s mouth and settle my lips over hers in a soft kiss. The kiss is in complete contrast to the sex we just had. Our heavy breaths mingle together as we slowly run our tongues along the other’s.
I roll to the side and settle down beside Mia, pulling her to my chest.
“Holy shit, Mac. That was…” she stops, unable to find the right words.
“Yeah,” I tell her. Not able to find the words either.
We lay there for a few minutes, Mia running her hands along my chest, me rubbing her back.
“Are you okay?” I ask, concerned I may have over done it.
“What? Why wouldn’t…” she looks up to me and sees the expression on my face and realizes what I mean. “Shit, Mac, I may be tiny but my body can take more than you realize. What we just did, the way you fucked me, was mind blowing, life changing. I’m going to have a serious problem going back to regular sex.”
I chuckle, relieved she enjoyed it. “Regular sex, huh? Don’t know if what we have would be considered regular sex, Pix.”
“Hmm…that’s true, but you know what I mean.”
“Yeah.”
I get up off the bed and slip on my jeans, leaving the button undone. I walk across the hall to the bathroom, and after cleaning myself up, I wet a washcloth with warm water. Back in the room, I clean Mia and then toss the cloth in the hamper that’s by the closet. Crawling back into bed, I settle her into my arms. This is the first time I’ve held her in a bed after making love, and I want to cherish every second of it. We’ve lain in a bed before when we were younger, but never like this. I know I have to leave soon so Trent doesn’t catch us together, but I want to hold her a bit longer before I go.
I broach the one subject that I know Mia’s going to fight me on.
“I talked with your brother tonight, and he agrees that you shouldn’t be left alone, that someone should always be with you.”
As expected, Mia stiffens beside me, “Fuck that, Mac. I’m not going to change the way I live and inconvenience people because that bitch wants to scare me.”
I roll to my side so I can see Mia’s face when I speak next.
“Mia, I know this isn’t what you want. I know it’s eating you up inside, but you need to think about your safety here. You’ve shown no fear when you should.”
“That’s because the bitch doesn’t scare me. Yes, she one-upped me with the drug, but that shit won’t happen again. Just because I may show no fear, doesn’t mean I won’t be careful. I’m not stupid, Mac.”
I know it’s going to hurt, but I’ll use whatever I need to, to get her to understand the seriousness of the situation. “Did you think Anna was stupid?” She sucks in a breath, and I feel like an asshole, but I push forward. “What about Bailey? They used every precaution they could, and Bailey was still taken. I refuse to take that chance with you, Mia.”
The hurt in her eyes is palpable and breaks my heart, but I need her to see reason. It doesn’t matter if she does or not, but it’ll go a lot smoother if she
goes along willingly.
“That situation was different, Mac.”
“How is it different, Mia? Steven had an obsession and was willing to do whatever he could to get Bailey back. Tessa’s obsession with me is proving to be just as strong, just as twisted. You know this, Pix.”
She stares off into space for a minute before turning her eyes back to me. “Alright, I give in,” she grumbles. She hates it, but knows I’m right. “But I’m telling you right now, no one is following me into the bathroom, that includes you, Sheriff. I pee in privacy, not with an audience.”
I grin at her silliness and am glad she gave in somewhat easily.
“Deal.” I pull her forward and kiss her lips to seal the deal. We pull apart, and she lays her head on my chest.
“You probably need to go to your room, huh?” She asks me sleepily.
“I will in a few minutes,” I tell her and pull her body closer, not wanting to leave her. “Sleep, baby.”
She yawns and murmurs, “Mmm…I miss you already.” She snuggles her nose against me, and I feel her place a single kiss against my skin. My dick jumps, but I ignore it.
“I do to, Pix.”
It’s not long before I feel her breathing even out, and I know she’s asleep. I close my eyes, giving myself a few more minutes before carefully slipping out of bed and tugging the covers over Mia’s sleeping form. I stand over her and watch her sleep.
Leaning down, I place a gentle kiss on her forehead and tell her quietly, knowing she can’t hear me, “I love you, Pix.”
I stand back up and quietly leave her room.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Mac
Her sassiness…
Mia and I walk through the door of Jaxon’s pub the following night and are bombarded with loud laughter and clapping. The place is crazy, even for a Friday night. We walk over to the bar and understand why. Only Andrew would cause a scene like this.
