by C. M. Steele
“This is his room?” I gasped, staring at Sean.
“Now when he looks at you again, he can know how I made you scream my name in his bed.” He chuckled and opened the door. I flipped him off and walked out of the room with as much dignity I could spare. I wasn’t sure why I was pissed, but I knew I should be. He purposely screwed me in his brother’s room to prove a point. And what was that point? Oh yeah, that I was his. The same point he made to me that drilled my orgasm from my soul. I wanted to turn around, but instead, I held my head high and marched my petty ass downstairs.
Chapter Nineteen
Sean
For the first time, I wasn’t fucking happy that my brother Mark came home. The second he saw Macy his eyes widened, and I wanted to deck the fucker. Every fucker who stared at her deserved a punch in the nuts. I felt mad with jealousy.
My brother had been a real badass who fought in a fucking war for the better part of fourteen years. I loved him, but I feared that he could win her easily. We’d never competed for a girl before, both of us content with what we had, but Macy was special—perfection wrapped in an angry little bottle.
She stormed off, but I didn’t stop her because my brother got in the way. “Let her go.” I kept looking past him, but she was out of sight and down the stairs already. Mark closed the bedroom door and said, “I wanted to talk to you about something.”
“What is it?”
“I’m retiring next week,” he whispered as if there was anyone nearby to hear.
“What? You mean you’re done?” I asked. This was great news. Mom would be dancing in the streets when she found out, and without having to be drunk this time.
“I had to re-enlist, but something happened and fuck, I realized life was too fucking short to take any more risks.” I noticed he had a slight limp and had a feeling he was holding back. “I want a family and a wife to bang the shit out of after a long fucking day. I want to find someone. And stop getting your panties in a bunch. I don’t want your girl, even if she is hot.”
I growled, but let it slide. I had to deal with the fact that she was a walking male fantasy because she was my reality. No way in hell was I giving her up.
“Man, I hope to be that nuts over a girl one day. You look as bad as Dad right now. As I was coming up, I saw Phillips show up,” he chuckled out. Owen Phillips, a neighbor down the street, has been single for a while and of course, paid my mom a lot of attention. She thought it was innocent until someone brought it up to her.
“Shit. We need to get down there before they fight,” I exclaimed. I didn’t want to have to bail Dad out of jail or worse.
“He didn’t come here alone. He brought his new wife and stepson.”
That shocked the fuck out of me because I thought he’d been obsessed with my mom. I was wrong. “Whoa, his crush on Mom ended quick.”
“Getting decked by Dad did the trick.”
Suddenly, I remembered that Mark said stepson. “Wait, how old is this stepson?”
“Twenty.”
I pushed past him and threw open the door. I didn’t know what this punk looked like, but I had to double-check that Macy was safe. What if he was her attacker? That thought had been through my mind with every single guy that fit either description she gave.
“Not every guy is a threat,” my brother called out. He had no idea what had happened, and once I told him, he’d be looking for the bastard too. I got downstairs with my brother following behind me and saw her talking to my mother, and the Phillips family was nowhere in sight.
My dad walked up to us. “Well, did you get all the jealousy under control?”
“Not quite. Speaking of, where’s Phillips?”
“Oh, he had to leave. We buried the hatchet a while back. I may have jumped the gun on his interest in your mother, but hey, at least I reminded everyone in the neighborhood that she was mine.” He laughed and walked over to her.
“Excuse me, Mark. I have to talk to Macy.”
“Good thing. Straighten that shit out, but next time fuck in your own room.”
I laughed him off and walked over to my woman who greeted me with a smile; something I wasn’t expecting. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”
“All the minutes if you want.” I pulled her off into the kitchen.
“I’m sorry if I upset you. I let my fear that he’d take you from me win out.”
“I’m sorry too. I wasn’t really mad. Just a little embarrassed. I knew what you were doing before and during, so it wasn’t like I should have been surprised. I loved the way you possessed me and crave more of it. Now, let’s get back to the party, and hopefully someone else will set you off,” she whispered, swiping her hand over my cock before rushing out of the room. Fuck, she doesn’t fight fair.
Chapter Twenty
Macy
All day I’d been putting together a bunch of information for Sean to help with the setup of his company while he met with a realtor. He met with his attorney and accountant yesterday, and they emailed over the paperwork he had to fill out along with documents for him to examine.
Being his assistant was hard work, but I loved it already. My day flew by as I created spreadsheets and looked into the types of software and supplies we would need. From the actual staffing needs to the kinds of services to be offered, we needed a lot of everything. Permits and licenses were the biggest concern, but his attorney was on that.
My phone rang, and I picked it up when Sean’s handsome face appeared on the screen. “Hello,” I sang into the phone.
“Hey, beautiful. I’m going to see one more place. I just had to hear your voice.” My insides turned to mush. The man brought me pure bliss, and I loved every second we spent together.
“Funny because I was thinking the same thing. I really like my voice,” I teased.
“You’re asking for it, Macy. Is everything okay? You’re not working too hard, are you?”
“Um…not at all.” I hadn’t stopped working since he left. “Liar. Take a break, and I sure as fuck hope you ate.”
“I did. It’s in the State laws for employers to give their employees a half-hour lunch and two breaks based on hours worked, so I took a mini lunch break. Are you happy?”
“I’ll be happy when you’re riding my cock. Fuck, I’m horny just thinking about it. I’ve got to go. I’ll be home to worship you in a few hours. Be good.”
“Yes, sir,” I purred, trying to tempt him.
“Fucking shit. You’ll be saying that later on your knees.”
“Looking forward to it,” I state, feeling bolder as the heat built between my thighs. “Bye.”
“Bye.” I end the call and set the phone done. Suddenly, I need a break to cool off. I returned twenty minutes later with a cup of coffee and got back to work. My pussy still throbbed, but all the better for when he got home.
Two hours later, I was done printing the last forms he needed to submit when he came in. For just a moment, we stared at each other in complete silence. “Ah, damn, it’s been a long day. Fuck, I missed you,” he said, walking up to me and dragging me into his arms for a kiss.
When he finally released me, I breathlessly replied, “I missed you, too. How did it go?”
“Great. I saw three potential ones that I want you to look at as well. I know you’re not ready to be out and about, but I want your input on this.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence. It means a lot.”
He tipped my chin and made me look into his eyes. “You’ve done so much for me already and proven that you are more than capable of handling administrative tasks. Seriously, Macy, have you considered taking some admin-type courses? I’ll pay for them, of course.”
“You don’t have to pay for them,” I told him. I’d have some money soon and could get a student loan if necessary.
“The fuck I don’t. You’re my woman and my sexy assistant. Seeing you succeed is a bonus for me as well,” he admitted, dragging me tight to his body. I moaned, loving the way he held me so clo
se as if he was afraid I’d leave.
“I’ll think about it. Okay?”
“Sound good to me.”
“Now what about that conversation earlier?” he asked, pushing my ass onto the desk. I was grateful that I had filed everything or put it neatly in the bins because this wasn’t going to be neat.
He settles between my legs, pushing them apart to fit his perfectly thick cock up against my heat. “What about that conversation?” My eyes meet his with a lascivious smile.
Sean’s hand slid down between us and under my dress. Yes, I made sure to have on a sexy summer dress on…and I lost my panties. When his eyes widen, I knew it was the right move.
With a cocked brow, he hoarsely challenged, “Your soaking wet cunt says you definitely remember the conversation, Ms. Garcia.” Two fingers pushed into my core, stretching and possessing me.
Inches from my lips, he whispered, “No panties? Are you trying to get fucked right here, right now?”
“Answer me, baby,” he demanded, pulling his fingers out and slipping them into his mouth. I gasped, dropping my hands over his cock through his jeans. He moved his hips to the side and out of my reach. “Not yet. I want you coming on my tongue. One taste is just never enough.”
He fell to his knees, tossing my legs over his shoulders and lifting my ass off the desk. The nip of his teeth on my clit sent me over the edge. I came hard, riding his face until my body stopped shaking.
“Now, about that sir…on your knees,” he demanded. I slid off the desk and onto my knees while he pulled out his huge dick. He stroked it once, a swiped his hand over the bead of pre-come on the head, then he slipped his finger into my mouth.
“Damn, Macy. You’re so fucking sexy. Stay still.” Sean wrapped my ponytail in his hand with his other hand he guided his length into my mouth. I hummed over the head, sucking it in. He groaned, pumping in and out of me twice more, then dragging it over my teeth and lips with a bit of dribble connecting us. I licked my lips then waiting for him to give it back, but he shook his head.
“No more. I need to be inside your sweet fucking pussy. Grasping my arms, he picked me up and put my ass on the desk again. This time, he grabbed my dress and lifted it off and tossed it onto the floor. Then in one smooth thrust speared me with his large cock. Slamming his hips into mine rocked the large cherry oak desk.
I wrapped my legs around his back, digging my heels into his nice ass. The sound of the filing basket crashing to the ground only intensified our need. I cupped the back of his head and dragged his mouth down to mine, kissing him like it was our last kiss. My orgasm shot through me and then I felt him release jets of come into me.
“Macy,” he roared, lifting me off the desk but still pumping into me with his squeezing my ass cheeks until he had no more come left.
We fell back onto his comfortable desk chair, driving his hard cock deep in me. I grabbed the back of the chair and held onto it as I began to ride him. My womb kept gobbling up his dick as I bounced up and down. Growling, Sean tugged my bra down and roughly sucked on my breast, pinching and massaging the other, then switching as he pushed them together while licking every inch of my tender flesh.
“That’s it. You’re going to make me come in you again,” he roared. He reached between us and pressed his thumb onto my clit, making me come with him.
Panting and heaving, we collapsed in the chair. Sean was half dressed while I had only my bra out of place.
“I guess you missed me,” I teased. He shrugged unashamedly, but then I added, “Well, I certainly missed you, too.” Giggling, I climbed off of him. “I need to clean up.”
“What do you want to do tonight?” He asked as I picked up my clothes.
“How about a movie and some snacks, or are you too tired?”
“Let’s do it. I’ll get the snacks, and you pick the movie,” Sean told me, kissing me one more time before I walked out and up to our bedroom.
I took a two-minute shower then dressed in some tiny pajamas. Hearing the popcorn machine, I rushed into the media room and scrolled through all the Blu-rays on the shelves. It took me five minutes to figure it out.
I had just picked one when my phone rang. I looked at the number and refused to answer it. I had nothing to say to my mother. It had been so long that I’d almost forgotten about her and her disgusting husband.
She left a voicemail, but just then Sean came into the room, so I didn’t bother to check it. I had to forget all about them and enjoy my evening with the man who made my whole world right.
“What did you pick?” he asked. I waved the Blu-ray of Jaws in front of my face, then moved it and grinned with a low hum of the theme song.
He laughed and snatched it from me, pulling me against him with the other arm. “One of my favorites. We’re perfect together,” he whispered, sliding one hand up my back and into my hair while setting the movie on the sofa. “It’s already in there,” he admitted. I giggled, shoving him away, and plopped on the super cushy sofa.
“What kind of goodies did you sneak into the theater?” I asked.
He put his finger to his mouth and looked around before he whispered, “Shh...I don’t want to get caught.” He pointed to the giant bowl he had on the table next to the sofa. “I brought in some Reese’s, gummy bears, and some popcorn. It saved me like eighty bucks, so don’t tell anyone,” he teased, pretending to scan the room for someone else as he sat down. He leaned back and pulled me close to him.
Giggling, I reached over and grabbed a piece of popcorn and tossed it at him. “I won’t tell as long as you share.”
“Baby, as long as I have you, you can have it all.” He handed over the large bowl of popcorn and kissed my temple.
I snuggled with my back to his chest. “You got me. Now, turn this contraption on. I want to see some Shaw-Dreyfuss drama.”
“Got it.” That night we only made it through half the movie before I found myself pinned over the arm of the sofa with Sean dominating my whole body until I shouted his name, repeatedly. Great movie night.
Chapter Twenty-One
Sean
Two weeks passed before we heard from Malone and McManus again. “Sorry, it’s not better news. But this guy has been smart so far to stay out of jail on any case.” They called to say they didn’t have a suspect in the CODIS database that matched the DNA on the knife.
“Tell me, McManus. Do you think that Elroy could be the attacker?” I’d been thinking about this since I found out. My ex-partner pretended to be joking, but with this latest one, I couldn’t shake his comments on stopping women.
“I doubt it. Elroy doesn’t fit the profile that Ms. Garcia gave,” McManus added.
“But he does fit the suspect of the guy at the diner, and she swears they could be one and the same,” I reminded them.
“I checked into your suspicion, Sean. There’s just one problem. He was in the training courses until that afternoon. And he flew out to his family vacation spot from Houston that next morning,” Malone informed me, taking the wind out of my sails.
“Yeah, so he had a small window to get away with it,” I remarked. Yes, it seemed it was impossible.
“I know he’s a fucking pervert, but he’s in the clear on this, Sean. You have to move on from that,” McManus added.
“I guess it’s because the fucker has so many people covering for him that I can’t shake the feeling it’s him.”
“Maybe it’s because you want to believe it since he stole the position that belonged to you,” he continued, hitting me with a dose of reality. I had no doubt that I fucking deserved that position over that fuck head, so it didn’t surprise me that I’d look for any reason to hate him.
“I suppose it could be that too, but I’m still keeping his ass on the radar.”
“We’ll keep you in the loop.”
“Thanks. I’d love to take Macy out, but she’s worried he’d find her. I have my PI license and my right to carry, so he better not show up or he’ll be dead.”
“
Hey, just don’t get crazy. We’ll nail the bastard,” McManus promised.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Keep in touch,” I reminded McManus and Malone then hung up. Now It was time to go looking for Macy.
“Hey, there you are,” she said, walking up to me with a bowl of popcorn. “It’s movie time.”
“Shit, I almost forgot. Do you think we’ll make it through a movie one of these days?” I asked, stealing a piece of popcorn and popping it into my mouth with a grin.
“Maybe,” she giggled as I leaned over and nuzzled her neck.
“Then let’s give it a shot, beautiful.”
“So are we watching a movie, or are you going to fuck me on the sofa again?”
“Such a crass way to say it,” I teased. “But, fuck, yeah, I’d be glad to bend you over and fuck that pretty cunt until we’re both coming.” She loved it when I spoke to her like that.
Like before, we didn’t make it through the movie before I fucked her sweet pussy. Maybe we could try again another night. Movie or not, we would have fun either way.
Fuck, I loved this woman.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Sean
I went on my own to meet with the realtor and narrowed it down to three choices for Macy and me to check out. I loved having her at my side to make this important decision.
This was the last office space, and I believed it was the one. Macy and I had only been together for just over three weeks, but I felt like I’d known her my whole life. There were no leads on her attacker, but they were hunting down possible people at her former job.
“I like this one the best,” she remarked as she spun around the large open space. I drank in her enthusiasm like a man dying of thirst. I loved her, and there was no doubt about it. Neither of us had said it yet, but I’d felt it from day one. She stopped and smiled. “What? I know I’m being silly.”
This was the moment, and I felt it in my bones.
No more waiting.
