“Did you find out what her chosen charity was? Please tell me you did, Cody.”
“As I thought, a drug rehabilitation theme. The money is for a new center; it’s already opened; she just required a cash input. She had to give me the address for my donation, so I’m heading there next week to see where my money’s gone, fancy joining me?”
Mia thought for a moment and then replied, “If it’s okay with you, Cody, I’ll give it a miss. I’ve had enough of Rebecca for a lifetime with her perfect hair, perfect figure, and perfect white friggin teeth!”
Cody laughed loudly, making people in the reception area turn to look at him.
“Oh, you’re so friggin funny, Mia, you really are. One of your main qualities is your humor. I love a woman that can make me laugh.”
“So you love me then? Oops, that came out all wrong. I didn’t mean to …”
Mia felt Cody’s gentle finger tilting her chin upward. “Shush, will you, pixie? You’re right anyhow, by the way, cos this guy’s in love with you.”
His words took Mia by surprise. She looked into his pale blue eyes, her heart racing; Cody bent his head down and kissed her lips softly. It was the first kiss they’d shared in full view of the teenage guests, and as soon as their lips touched, their moment of passion was met with loud clapping, whistling, and generalized jeering.
They parted lips, and Cody smiled. “Yeah, yeah, haven’t you lot got anything better to do with your time?”
“NO!” was the exceptionally loud reply from the laughing adolescent audience. “You two should getta room.”
“Already got one of those mate; come on Mia,” Cody said, holding her hand and leading her to the elevator.
Once within the safe confines of the elevator, Cody guided Mia toward the rear of the empty steel box, pushing her back against the mirrored back. He was being forceful, and Mia had to admit she liked it. His hands gently wrapped around her slender neck, lifting her head upward, and his mouth captured hers with hungry urgency, making Mia groan.
“I want you, Mia,” he breathed into her ear, pushing his hard body against hers; she could feel the impressive bulge in his stonewashed jeans pressing through the thin material of her Capri pants.
His hands dropped from her neck and wandered down to her pert ass, lifting her up; Mia wrapped her legs around his muscular body and clung on like a baby monkey. His strong hands supported her ass as he turned so his back was against the mirror now; his tongue plunged into her mouth.
“Shit, this is your floor, Mia,” he said through fast, erratic breaths.
“Don’t you dare put me down, Cody Wilson; carry me to my room,” she ordered, smiling down at him and kissing his nose, as he’d done to her so many times before.
He grinned up at her, and as instructed, carried her out of the elevator and straight to her room Mia laughed the whole time, momentarily forgetting her feelings of guilt over Callum and Sophia.
All she wanted right now was Cody.
“Where’s your keycard, pixie?”
“Front pocket of my pants.” She giggled. “You’ll have to pop me on the floor as you’ll never manage to get it with me up here.”
Cody joined in with her giggling as he gently placed her on the ground and attempted to squeeze his hand into her tight Capri pant pocket, “You know it’d probably be easier for me to do it now.”
“Yeah, but not as much fun!” he answered with his hand still firmly inside her pocket.
She laughed. “You’re right, please continue.”
Mia squirmed as his hand went further into the tight pocket. She could feel him touching her leg as he searched for her keycard, “Keep still, pixie.”
“I can’t, you’re tickling me and turning me on,” she replied, standing on tiptoe and holding onto his broad shoulders.
“Hmm, turning you on, eh? Sounds good to me,” he said, kissing her lips hard and rubbing the hard bulge in his crotch against her.
Mia groaned and kissed him back, dropping her hands from his shoulders to his waist and holding on tightly.
“I’ve got it!” he exclaimed, showing her the keycard before turning and unlocking the door.
Every fiber in Mia’s slim body was on fire. She desired him, all of him. She wanted him to touch her, explore her and make love to her slowly and passionately. Not the way Callum had fucked her hard, but in a softer, gentler way.
Once the door was unlocked, Cody scooped Mia up in his arms again, and laughing away together, they entered her empty room. She felt herself being placed on the bed; Cody towered over her as she sat with her legs dangling over the bed’s edge looking up at him. He smiled down at her while seductively running a finger down her soft cheek and tracing her lips.
Mia kissed his finger gently, making him sigh softly.
“God, I want you, Mia,” he breathed, leaning down to kiss her lips.
She returned his passionate kiss, enjoying the slightly abrasive texture of his light stubble against her satin-smooth skin. Cody held her face delicately between his hands, treating her as though she were made from the finest porcelain. Their kiss was slow, lingering, and totally intoxicating. Mia wished it could last forever.
Her hands were resting on her lap as they kissed, and now she moved them both up her thighs slowly until her fingers were resting lightly against her crotch.
All I want to do right now is rub myself between my legs while you kiss me. Two fucks in one day, what a day!
Mia could hardly contain herself as Cody’s kiss grew harder and deeper.
22. Chapter Six
His tongue swept inside her moist mouth, swirling and exploring. Mia groaned quietly as her fingers began to gently rub her wetness and heat through her thin white Capri pants. She could feel her sexy orange thong growing damper by the second from her arousal.
Cody stopped kissing her and instead turned his attention to what her fingers were doing.
“God, that’s such a turn-on, Mia,” he whispered.
Mia felt embarrassed. She’d never touched herself in front of a guy before and now felt extremely self-conscious, “No, don’t stop, Mia; keep going. It’s so sexy—undo your pants.”
She smiled up at him, a cheeky smile, “I can see you’re enjoying the show, Cody!” she said, looking at the huge bulge in his stonewashed jeans.
He grinned down at her watching as she stood up and began unbuttoning her white pants and slowly pulling them down over her hips. Cody helped her pull them off along with her shoes, which had become entangled in her pants.
Mia giggled as he struggled to pull them off; she sat back down on the soft bed with just her lacy orange thong on her bottom half now.
Cody stood in front of her and started to pull his white T-shirt free from his jeans; he kicked his deck shoes off and then slowly lifted his top off. Mia smiled as her green eyes absorbed his perfect physique: the rippling muscles of his chest, his flat, tight abdomen, and the spectacular six-pack and hard muscles of his arms.
Without even thinking about it, Mia’s fingers were back on her crotch, slowly rubbing her tightness through the flimsy lace material of her orange thong. She looked up at Cody and watched him as he knelt on the floor in front of her.
Mia’s fingers were growing impatient now and started to slide inside her panties. She gasped as she touched her naked passion-moistened depths. Her middle finger, which always seemed to lead the way in her intimate pleasure, entered her soaking wetness, and she heard Cody moaning.
“Let me unbutton your shirt, Mia,” he whispered. Mia didn’t stop what she was doing; she nodded and sighed as his fingers began undoing the small buttons on her cotton shirt.
He removed her top slowly, savoring the moment. Mia was now sitting in just her lingerie with her fingers becoming wet from her excitement; her middle finger was now joined by her index finger, both inside her tight depths, moving quickly in and out.
“Save some excitement for me, pixie,” Cody said.
Mia smiled at him kneeling in fron
t of her as her other hand joined in now, discovering her swollen clitoris and rubbing it gently; she moaned, closing her green eyes.
“Let me help,” Cody whispered. Mia opened her eyes to see him moving his head closer.
Shit, he’s going to lick me. Oh, yes, please lick me, lick me.
Her thoughts were answered. Cody’s moist tongue flicked across her sensitive clitoris, making her squirm; she felt his hands holding her thighs tightly as she writhed around, lying back on the bed now and opening her legs wider.
He stopped long enough to remove her soaked panties; Mia closed her eyes once again and waited for the divine feeling of his tongue teasing her pink pearl.
Mia heard him undoing his belt and looked up to see him standing up and stepping out of his jeans.
“Close your eyes, Mia,” he ordered.
She did as instructed. “Open your legs wider for me,” he said huskily.
Again, she did as instructed, opening her legs as wide as she could and waiting; the moist heart of her between her smooth legs was tingling with anticipation. She groaned softly as she felt Cody standing between her legs, his throbbing hardness touching the soft lips of her damp, moist, needy place. Mia couldn’t resist opening her eyes and raising her head from the bed to peek at Cody.
He was holding his huge, hard erection and guiding himself slowly, inch by incredible inch, inside her. Mia sucked in a quick breath, feeling Cody’s swollen staff entering her wetness.
She could feel him thrusting himself into her; he held onto her hips as he pounded her hard with the sound of his swollen balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Mia went to hold him, but he grabbed her arms and placed them above her head on the bed, holding them with one hand.
Dominate me all you want Mr. Wilson, just keep fucking me. You’re so much bigger than Callum.
She dismissed the thought as soon as it’d entered her head, they weren’t comparable. She loved Cody. Callum had served a purpose, nothing more, nothing less; she’d been horny, and he’d been there with Sophia.
“Mia, you’re so tight; God, you feel good,” he breathed while pounding her hard and breaking her thoughts.
Mia wrapped her legs around his back and arched upward to take all of him. Her breasts were bouncing in her lacy white bra with each and every thrust from Cody. She could hear his breathing becoming faster.
“Mia, let me fuck you standing up,” he managed to say through shallow breaths.
She felt a little like a hooker or a sex-slave being ordered around, but she liked it. Cody stayed inside her as she sat up; he picked her up with one arm around her back and one underneath her tight naked ass.
Mia wrapped her legs around him tightly as he carried her toward the closed door. He rested her back up against the door while she clung onto his broad neck; his hard rod was still inside her. Mia stayed against the door while he reached behind her back and unfastened her bra with one hand, allowing her breasts to spill excitedly from their lacy cover.
Now they were both naked. Her breasts pushed into his muscular chest as he kissed her hard on the lips. Her rose-tipped nipples were erect.
He began thrusting into her again, slowly now, enjoying every movement. Cody held her firm ass, driving his erect shaft into her.
Mia met his thrusts and matched them equally; both were soon covered in a light sweat. She felt him tensing momentarily as with a harsh groan of male satisfaction he exploded inside her.
She was close; she could feel her body preparing itself and stiffening. She screamed in ecstasy as her final shattering release came, and she rode the waves of her climax.
Cody kissed her tenderly on her lips, her neck, and then nuzzled her ear lovingly.
“Mia,” he said eventually between his panting breaths.
“Yes, Cody?” she replied.
“Can I put you back on the bed? Cos you’re killing my arms.”
Mia laughed. “Of course!”
He walked across to the bed, and as he placed her gently down, his manhood slipped out of her.
Mia had never been fucked standing up before; it was different, exciting, and awesome. She’d also never been fucked by brothers before.
“I love you!” she exclaimed, not really knowing why she’d blurted it out now. She couldn’t take the words back; they were said now, and that was that. Cody had already told her how he felt in reception earlier, anyhow, so it really wasn’t a big deal.
Cody sat down beside her on the bed. “I’m glad, pixie; cos I love you too, but you already know that.”
She smiled at him. Mia had never felt this way before, so this was love?
They both dressed, and Mia suddenly realized she’d not thought about Sophia or Callum for a while. They kissed at Mia’s door, and Cody left. Mia had the best night’s sleep she’d had for a long time.
Over the next few days, the couple was inseparable, going everywhere together and having sex whenever the opportunity arose. They’d fucked outside in the forest twice, nearby where Mia’s threesome took place. They’d fucked in the shower. Cody had taken her from behind, and she’d ridden him until she’d reached an incredible orgasm.
The days flew by until eventually Cody was saying goodbye to Mia and heading off to visit Rebecca’s drug rehabilitation center. Mia was going to continue staying at Thrill Seekers until he came back; he was only going for a couple of nights.
Just keep your claws out of my guy, Rebecca!
She trusted Cody but not Rebecca. Mia had seen the way she’d stared at Cody with a longing look in her emerald green eyes. Cody had stared at Rebecca too, but that was before he’d declared his love for Mia and before they’d been together intimately.
Mia amused herself with writing up a story on Cody and his new partner Rebecca; she’d clear it with him first before it went to print anyhow. She took some lovely long walks in the forest, remembering her time with Cody and how they’d fucked outside.
Once, she even pleased herself while nobody was around. She was in the forest wearing a short skirt and crop top, her nipples were hard, and she felt turned on. She’d sat down on a fallen log, opened her legs and slipped her fingers inside her silk panties. Mia had lifted her top to expose her bra clad breasts and rubbed her clitoris hard and fast. The forest had momentarily been filled with her cries of ecstasy as she’d reached her orgasm.
“Good times!” she muttered, now feeling horny again. She missed Cody and his huge hard erection, but she also missed him for just being him. She loved him and enjoyed his company as much as his stiff rod pounding her wetness repeatedly.
She was in the dining room and had just finished dinner when her cell beeped, ‘Be back 2nite. Am pissed with Rebecca. Explain later. Love u xx’ Cody had typed.
Mia smiled and answered, ‘Back sooner than I thought, missed u sweetie love u 2 xx’
‘All gone horribly wrong Mia xx’
“Now what’s happened?” Mia mumbled as she texted back.
‘Come 2 my room when u get back, no matter the time I need 2 see u xx’
“I will. See you later pixie xx’
What have you done to him, Rebecca? Why’s he pissed with you?
She didn’t give a shit that he was pissed with Rebecca; in fact, she quite liked the idea, but she didn’t like the idea that he’d been annoyed by her. Mia left the dining room and was just heading for the elevator when she heard Sarah’s voice behind her.
“Mia, I’m glad I caught you. There’s a letter for you here.”
“For me? Here—that’s unusual,” Mia replied, turning around to look at the very flustered looking young receptionist.
“It happens from time to time; perhaps if a guest’s not been home for a while their mail will arrive here,” Sarah explained, handing a white envelope to Mia before returning to her desk.
The center’s address was on the outside of the envelope with ‘For the Attention of Mia Adams’ written above it. The handwriting was neat and in blue ink. It wasn’t stamped and had obviously been
delivered by hand, which Mia thought strange as Thrill Seekers was slightly off the beaten track.
She shoved the letter in her small bag along with her cell and headed upstairs in the elevator. Mia didn’t pay much more thought to the letter until she unpacked her bag back in her room.
Probably from Mom and Dad or something foolish from Eliza, but then why hand deliver it and not come in and say hi?
Mia played with the envelope nervously; for some reason, it filled her with dread. Her hands were shaking as she opened it up. An ominous-looking piece of white paper filled the envelope, and as she pulled it free, Mia could see black ink splotches through the thin paper. She opened it up slowly and was horrified by what she read.
In thick black ink, the words, ‘Mia Adams, I hate you and all that you stand for. I will get even with you when you’re least expecting it; watch your back, girl.’
She threw the letter on the side and sat down on the bed. Her hands were shaking as the realization that the letter had come from someone who obviously knew her well enough to know her movements dawned on her. They knew she was at Thrill Seekers.
“What the fuck?” she muttered, wishing Cody was with her. Mia felt surprisingly vulnerable sitting on her own.
Who have I pissed off? Robert, I guess, cos I didn’t have sex with him. Rebecca cos I’m with Cody. No, surely not. I don’t think either of them would really stoop this low.
“Then who?” she asked her empty room.
A knock on her door made her jump and let out a small cry.
“Mia, it’s me, Cody!”
Mia raced to the door, flinging it open and jumping into Cody’s arms.
“Whoa, there, pixie. Wow, quite a greeting!” he exclaimed.
“Sorry, but I need you to hug me,” Mia said, sighing with relief as she felt his strong arms wrapping around her body.
“Hey, you’re trembling, what’s up?” Cody asked, walking into Mia’s room with her in his arms and her legs wrapped firmly around his body.
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