ROMANCE: Mr. Mystery: (New Adult Bad Boy Romance) (Contemporary Mystery Short Stories)

by Viva Fox

  When she came back up from pulling them down she came face to face with his dick, which was completely erect. Without needing a command she began to lick his cock, first beginning with his balls. She placed each ball in her mouth and suckled on them, her tongue rolling them around, drenching them in her saliva. Jimmy kept his head still as he watched her, the smile still pasted on his face.

  She moved from his balls to his shaft and began to lick the base of his dick. She flicked it with the tip of her tongue and listened as Jimmy started to moan slightly. He had kept pretty still up to that point, but her skill with her tongue was undeniable and there wasn’t much that he could do to help himself. She licked up his dick until she reached the head and, while making eye contact with Jimmy, slid down on top of it.

  She began to deep throat his dick and listened as his moans grew louder and more passionate. Saliva dripped from his dick and Rachel moaned along with him as she sucked him off. She raised her hands up off the floor and began to stroke his shaft with one hand, cupping his balls in the other. Jimmy’s head began to tilt back, his eyes closing, but in a flash of motion he grabbed the back of her head and forced it down onto his cock harder.

  Rachel let out a small gag, which only made Jimmy hold with more force. Spit escaped her mouth and cascaded down his dick. Her eyes watered and Jimmy looked down at her with a smile on his face, his mouth opening with a long moan. There’s eyes locked he noticed the look in her eyes and gently released her, allowing her to catch her breath. With a gasp she took a moment to center herself.

  “Was that okay,” Jimmy whispered quietly. Rachel nodded without saying anything, still trying to catch her breath. Her chest rose and fell, a mix of cum, spit, and tears slowly dripping down onto her shirt. Jimmy kicked off his shoes and let his pants fall completely off so that he was standing in only his shirt and socks. Rachel leaned back allowing him to stand up. Surprisingly graceful he lifted her to her feet and sat her down on the edge of the bed where he had just been sitting.

  As she caught her breath Jimmy began to unbutton her shirt and pulled her pants off completely, the entire time kissing her neck. Rachel was completely naked by the time Jimmy held out his hands and laid her back on the bed. Her tits fell slightly to the sides as he kissed down along her body. Pausing at each nipple to lick and suck gently. He spent a few moments on her stomach, kissing and licking, causing goosebumps to shoot across her body.

  As Jimmy reached her pussy he stood up, lifting her legs with him. He held them so that they were together, her pussy lips were pushed together, and he slowly lowered himself towards her, his erect cock leading the way. It reached her moist snatch and the tip began to spread her lips. Rachel moaned out in pleasure as he gently continued, his dick parting her and sliding inside. She screamed out his name as he moved fully inside her, the shaft of his cock had disappeared in her tight pussy.

  So, with her feet held up together, her hands clinging to the bed sheets, he began to thrust. He started out slowly but as Rachel got wetter and wetter his dick began to slide much more easily. Jimmy fell into a rhythm and placed her toes in his mouth. Rachel had never had that done and had no idea how great that it had felt. She has always avoided foot play but there was something so intriguing about the way it made her body contort and tingle.

  Jimmy sucked on her toes for a few moments, his dick thrusting further and further inside her until she was screaming his name. Unlike before when he was spanking her, he didn’t tell her to quiet down. He got more aggressive and continued to fuck her harder. With his free hand he reached down, her legs still up, and he started to spank her again. With each thrust and spank Rachel would let out a loud yelp, causing Jimmy to hit her harder.

  After a few minutes her ass was bright red and a number of handprints overlapped creating an interesting mural. Jimmy then let her legs fall and shifted Rachel so that she was face down. He grabbed her hands and held them behind her back, her face falling into the sheets because she couldn’t hold herself up. He propped one leg up beside her and with his free hand slid his dick back inside her.

  Immediately, Rachel felt herself cum, her cum mixing with everything else only making the penetration that much easier and pleasurable. Jimmy rubbed her clit until her body spasmed for a few seconds, his fingers drenched. Rachel could feel her eyes watering, but couldn’t rub them because Jimmy was using her hands behind her own back as leverage and a handhold. Jimmy then deftly took his thumb, currently slippery covered in cum and saliva, and began to tease her asshole.

  The tip of his finger slid in at first and Rachel moaned loudly. She had experimented with anal before but only with people she had been together with for many years. Rachel didn’t stop him though as he pressed his finger further inside. Her mouth opened and she tried to let out a scream, but there was nothing left to give as Jimmy fucked her from behind, his thumb teasing and probing her asshole.

  Within a few minutes of doing this Rachel had cum more than four times, her body unsure how to handle this influx of pleasure. Jimmy slowed for a moment and paused, but quickly pulled out. With his dick in one hand he snapped with the other and Rachel, without thinking, crawled to the floor and waited, mouth open and eyes staring up at him. He stroked himself a few times and a geyser of cum erupted from his cock. Rachel kneeled and moaned loudly with him as the warm jizz flowed down the back of her throat.

  Jimmy fell back into the bed, covered in sweat and catching his breath. Rachel wiped her chin off and got into the bed next to him. She curled up beside him and his hand slid across the bed, embracing her. Rachel fell asleep like that, listening to him try to catch his breath.

  ******

  Rachel woke up to a slight hangover. She had drank a few bottles of wine one night and woke up with a pounding so hard in her head that she slept for two days straight just to get back to feeling normal again. It was strange that even after all that whiskey she was able to sit upright and not feel like throwing up. However, she nearly threw up when she realized Jimmy was gone. She remembered falling asleep with him and he seemed happy. She didn’t even notice him leave.

  She quickly stood up, grabbing a large t-shirt off the floor and threw it on over her head. Her bare feet padded along on the wooden floor as she crossed her apartment to the kitchenette where she found a note. She let out a light sigh, pleased that he had at least had the courtesy to leave something seeing as she didn’t have his number or have any possible way to reach him. She reached down and picked it up from the counter and read it:

  “Rachel, I got a call early this morning that there were some things that I needed to take care off. I don’t want you to worry though, I plan to see you later. I didn’t want to wake you, so before I left I got you a phone that you will use for me and me only.” Rachel looked down and noticed a small Nokia. She had often heard them referred to as “burner phones” in the crime shows she watched and was pretty excited to have one of her own. She continued to read:

  “As I said last night, you deserve better, so I have some people coming over that are going to help you pick out some new things. They should be over around noon and they’ll bring catalogues and the like for you to pick from. You’ll never have to lift a finger. Keep the phone charged and I’ll call you tonight.” The note was signed with a small heart and his name. Rachel walked over to her futon, phone and charger in hand, and slumped into the seat. Just as she leaned over to plug in the charger there was a knock at the door.

  “You’re earlier than I thought,” Rachel said loudly towards the door. She looked at the clock and it read 10am. She was a fan of punctual people, but two hours early seemed a bit ludicrous. She jumped up and jogged towards the door and opened it without looking through the peephole, assuming that it would be more men like the ones that she had met the night before. However, she was not expecting what she got.

  A tall man stood in the doorway with trimmed black hair. It was combed over neatly and he had a thin layer of stubble on his face as though he had been out working for a few d
ays and hadn’t been able to get home to shave. He was dressed in a suit that fit him nicely, but seemed to bulge slightly on one side. In one swift motion he reached into his pocket and pulled out a badge, flashing it in front of her.

  “My name is Agent Steven Ramsey. May I ask you a few questions?” Rachel stood flabbergasted for a few seconds and Steven stood there patiently. “Is now not a good time?” Rachel shook her head and took a step away from the door so that Steven had a lane to step into her apartment. Without thinking she immediately walked towards the kitchen and slide the note off into the trashcan. Steven didn’t seem to take notice, but instead studied the apartment. “I like it,” he said pointing towards the coffee table, “I used to have something very similar. It’s tough for people like you and me out here. May I?” He motioned towards the futon and Rachel nodded. Steven sat down and pulled out a small pad of paper.

  “What did you mean by that,” Rachel asked. “People like us?” Steven chuckled slightly embarrassed and shifted in his seat.

  “I just meant people that do real work, Rachel.” Steven cleared his throat. “Unlike our mutual friend, Jimmy Spagna.” Rachel audibly gasped and began to speak all at once, unsure of what exactly she was trying to say or even defend. Steven however stood up and held up his hands. “Rachel, I am not here to arrest you or even do anything. I merely have a proposition.” Rachel stopped speaking for a moment.

  “What did you have in mind?”

  ******

  Steven’s plan was relatively simple, but risky. He made sure to mention that a few times, but he had also mentioned how she wouldn’t get in trouble for anything she would see, or had seen in her case. She knew last night that there would be consequences, but she thought that the major consequence is that she would lose her job. It seemed more like ten to fifteen years in prison. So, she heard Steven out.

  His plan was basically that she would continue what she had already planned to do and become Jimmy’s girlfriend. But, once a week she would meet with Steven and discuss the things that they had done and seen. It seemed pretty ideal. She got to live her dream of being arm candy and not have to worry about anything, but also got to make sure that she stayed above the law on anything that it potentially got her involved in.

  Rachel rushed him out before noon so that there would be no way that Jimmy’s men would potentially run into Steven. He had made the point of saying that he had met Jimmy on a number of occasions and that might mean that the other members of his organization had a sense of who he was or what he would be doing snooping around her apartment. However, when the men came to pick out new furniture for Rachel they didn’t seem at all irritated. They actually seemed much more into design that Rachel even was.

  She picked out her new furniture, television, sound system, the works. Rachel stayed within what she thought was reasonable and even on one occasion the man told her to go for the more expensive television because it was something that Jimmy would definitely approve. She looked at the price and saw that it was nearly $10,000. That was the kind of money that she had only seen in movies, but never in real life.

  Everything after that went by in a blur for Rachel. Her apartment was remodeled the next day while she was at the gym and she noticed that everywhere she went she was followed by at least one man dressed in a suit. She couldn’t tell if it was Jimmy’s man or Steven’s, but the fact was she felt safe. Every night Jimmy would come over and he would bring with him dinner. It was always take-out from an expensive restaurant that Rachel didn’t know did take-out and they would lay together and talk.

  At first Rachel was timid to pry too far into anything, but as the days progressed and they ran out of the mundane topics to talk about, she began to venture into his work and the things that Steven had been clear to try to find out about. Steven had the suspicion that Jimmy was funneling drugs into the city which was against the truce that Steven had heard about between the different gangs in town. He needed to know what he was working with to see if he had legal recourse to take Jimmy down or if another gang would do the job for him.

  So, as Jimmy fed Rachel grapes, she decided to ask: “So, what is it you do, Jimmy?” Jimmy didn’t answer right away, but rather seemed to take his time with his answer. He hummed to himself as he thought and clicked his tongue. Rachel just stared at him in silence, waiting.

  “The truth or what I tell others?” Jimmy looked at Rachel with a smile and laughed. Rachel laughed as well and went to answer, but Jimmy held up his finger to her lips. “You are my lady, you know you’ll always get the truth with me.” Jimmy removed his hand and stood up. He was wearing a white undershirt under his dress shirt and he undid the buttons on the shirt as he spoke. “I smuggle drugs. I work for a man by the name of Salvatore Alesso. You may have heard of him.” Jimmy began to pace the room as he undressed.

  “You see, we were losing steam and we were losing control of some areas of the city. We decided to introduce drugs to get a little bit of our control back. However, once Sal saw the dangers of the drugs he wanted to stop. But they were already addicted and I already had the connections, so I’ve been doing it behind his back.” Jimmy pulled his undershirt off and revealed a crisscross of scars that lined his back.

  “Sal found out and went to town on me, made me promise to quit.” Rachel gasped at the deep gashes. She now realized why he had been so insistent to keep his shirt on the first night they were together. Jimmy then held up his hand, revealing the partially missing thumb. “This was so that I wouldn’t forget the mistake that I had made.” He began to put his shirt back on and sat back down onto the bed with Rachel.

  “So, now, I have other people run the drugs for me, but I make sure that I get a cut. He never said I couldn’t put the right people in connection with each other.” Rachel reached into the bag of fruit and grabbed out a few grapes and began feeding them to Jimmy who had laid back onto the bed, resting his head in her lap.

  “I don’t regret a single thing that I’ve done. Because, in a weird way, this path set me up to meet you. That fateful day behind Scaletti’s bar. Crazy, huh?” Jimmy took the grapes from Rachel and began to feed himself. Just like that, the fear of that night came rushing back to her and she knew that her time with Jimmy was running short.

  ******

  Rachel went through the rest of her week and played it cool the whole time. She appreciated Jimmy for what he did for her, she honestly did, but she was terrified with the kind of man that she had found herself intertwined with. So, when the day arrived, Rachel made her way to a small diner that Steven had given her directions to on the first day they met. She walked in the front door and found Steven right away.

  His stubble had grown into a short beard by this point and there were circles under his eyes. He appeared to be working the candle on both ends and she was glad that she had some good news for him. She had not spent long with him, but she was quite taken in the short amount of time, she had to admit. Rachel knew that she was the kind of woman that fell in love fast and hard and this was no exception. She sat down in the booth across from him as Steven watched the door intently.

  “Did you follow the directions like I asked?” Steven seemed pretty anxious and Rachel was happy that she could put his mind at ease. She reached out and placed her hand on his. He didn’t immediately pull away and she watched as tension obviously melted away slightly from his face.

  “Yes, I followed them down to the letter.” She pulled her hand back and picked up the menu that was sitting on the table as the waitress came over to take their order. Rachel ordered herself a B.L.T. and Steven just ordered coffee. She was worried about him, but she knew that she had no place to tell him what to do. “So, I have some news for you. It’s just like you expected. He’s funneling drugs into the city, but he’s just getting the kickbacks from it, he doesn’t have any real position within the operation now.” Steven sat back in his seat as the waitress poured him a cup of coffee.

  “Is this what he told you or is this what you saw?” Rach
el thought about what he was implying and she answered truthfully, saying that it was only something she had been told and not actually had seen. “Interesting, well that’s good to know. I need you to follow up on it and see just how truthful he is being. People like Spagna will do and say anything to protect themselves.” Rachel nodded thoughtfully and the meal progressed with the two of them discussing where they had gone to college, where they grew up, and their hobbies. Rachel noticed that it was like a date, except for the fact that Steven continuously was looking around, searching for a familiar face that would compromise the whole operation.

  Rachel was true to her word though and months passed where she slowly ingratiated herself into Jimmy’s operation. What had once just been him coming over to her apartment late at night quickly turned into dinners out on the town and meeting with other famous families. She was always ushered out of the rooms, but after a month or two of convincing Jimmy allowed her to sit in on a few meetings, both official and unofficial. The official meetings were nothing like she would have imagined. She grew up on crime dramas and gangster movies, but nowadays the gangs are more about social outreach than anything else. They had a secretary at each meeting that took notes and sent out the minutes to those that couldn’t go. It was all fairly pedestrian.