Lucky Neighbor

by Gage Grayson

  Lucky for me, Marcus has helped me legitimize my business. Suddenly, hacking is a good thing and not a criminal activity.

  I don’t steal anymore because I don’t have to. With Marcus’s help, we’ve been able to establish so many charities and so much publicity for them that I don’t even need to steal.

  People are donating left, right, and center. It’s as if we’re creating a new standard for the world and we’re doing it together.

  Marcus trails kisses along my neck. He knows that I won’t be able to resist. He spins me around in my swivel chair and pulls me up towards the bed.

  With a gentle push, he has me lying before him on his massive California King. He unzips my jeans enthusiastically.

  We kiss for a long time, appreciating each other and craving each other all at once.

  But then, I wrangle myself from under his touch and leave him lying alone on the bed.

  “I have work to do, Marcus. Do you want someone to hack into your system while I’m busy having fun with you?”

  He pulls my arm before I can get away and soon, he has me underneath the weight of his large frame.

  “You’re not going anywhere,” he says with a smile. “You’re mine. For now and forever.”

  I can tell by the hungry look in his eyes that he means business. I’m not going anywhere. He won’t allow me to get off this bed until I’m sore and freshly fucked.

  “Okay, fine.” I give up all resistance. “But let me just tell you this…You’re going to have to pay me overtime.”

  Marcus laughs and continues to peel off my clothes, layer by layer, piece by piece.

  I start to get so wet, and he can feel it through my thong. He bends down to taste me, moving the small scrap of fabric with his teeth so that he has full access to my pussy.

  I arch my back and try to take in the waves of pleasure that he’s causing with his tongue.

  I know this is bliss. I know this is my happiness. Life might’ve knocked me down at the beginning, but it gave me strength and taught me how to fight for myself. This is something I had to learn on my own.

  Had I known what sort of fate awaited me, I would have been more eager to endure the hard times.

  If I hadn’t grown up poor and alone, I wouldn’t have known the harsh reality of life. My time in the trenches and on the outskirts of society have given me a certain perspective, a lens through which I can adequately see how to help people.

  I’m still a loner at heart, but I have Marcus at my side and together I know we can fight any battle.

  Finally, I have a partner-in-crime.

  And at this moment, he’s tearing my lingerie off with his teeth and giving me a seductive grin.

  “Marcus,” I say, “I can never get any work done as long as you insist on fucking me all day, every day.”

  “And baby,” he says, “that’s never going to change.”

  I lie back onto his soft comforter and just allow myself to soak in the joy of being with a man who understands me, a man who is not intimidated by my strength—and ultimately, a man who can contain my wild heart.

  I realize that I’m most myself in his arms, and this is certainly a surprise, considering I’m so used to being alone.

  I let go and soon, he has me seeing stars.