“Feed me that.” I was covered in the glistening reminder of where I had just been.
The heat was somewhat familiar, but the tongue curling around me was something else. I tapped at the resistance of her throat with the oversized head of my cock. All the weight of my pleasure had fallen on her shoulders. She was dangerously close to bringing me to my knees. My calf muscles were feeling the burn.
I began thrusting like I had been overcome by the sexual feelings running through my lower extremities. I made her gag on the head and the first few inches. I thought she would struggle, but she remained calm by breathing slow and evenly through her nose.
I watched her big blue eyes and they sent an electric jolt to my privates. I was matching the beat of her tongue licking in circles around my inflamed glands. I was a radio receiver for the pleasure being inflicted on me from her hot oral digit. This was different for me. She was finding what made me feel like a real man.
“I don’t know what compelled you to do this, but I can’t complain about the results.” She released me in time for the second act.
I turned her body until I was once again in the driver’s seat. It was causing a huge sensation when I drove with no fanfare between her legs. She flung them wide open with her inner thighs rippling from the effort. I became unhinged, wildly unpredictable and literally drooling from the madness taking me over.
She was stuck to me like glue and our bodies were flying by the seat of their pants. I could feel it and I didn’t let up until our voices mingled in a masterpiece of musical notes. We were driven by one purpose to give and receive pleasure with the noose of my stamina around my neck.
I grunted and shot her full of my adrenaline infused seed. I lay on top of her with two more thrusts before stopping. I made sure to treat the head of my cock to the lips still in the middle of her orgasm. I always did like that on the head of my manhood.
“I feel refreshed and depleted at the same time. I don’t normally do this. A man like you must have them flocking to you by the dozens.” She was making it sound like she was one of many, but she was in a league of her own.
“Snow….I have to say your name doesn’t match the fire coming from you.” I gave her a kiss and looked into her eyes one more time. I was perplexed by the woman looking back at me. Megan.
“I don’t even have enough strength to pick up my clothes.” Being a man of manners, I did her the honor of collecting her belongings.
“We’re going to have to get back to the scene of the crime. The chief still needs to talk to you. I hope I lived up to the expectations you might have concerning a firefighter’s honor.” I touched the heated surface of her flesh and reveled in how we had made each other’s bodies into musical instruments of joy.
CHAPTER 13
Snow
“You can’t be serious. Being with one man is a departure for you, but you have been with several in the span of days. This new you should never be taken for granted. I can’t believe you were lucky enough to garner the attention of Zane. I’ve heard rumors about what he can do in the bedroom and you were able to find out from firsthand knowledge.”
“I know I’m being reckless….but it feels so good. I was initiated into the mile high club a different way than most.” Another adventure to cross off my bucket list. I could still see Zane’s facial expressions morphed into desire.
“Doing it in a helicopter is dangerous. I can’t deny being a little jealous, even though I’ve had my fair share of lovers and unique places where we did the deed.” Lindsay was sitting half naked at the island in the kitchen of our temporary home at her cousins.
She had a bodacious figure and guys found themselves gathering around her at the bar. I felt like I was taking a page from her book, but this version was dirtier than hers.
“I’m not even sure that I’m going to go to the party tonight. After the fire and what happened after…I am drained beyond words.” I felt like someone else was driving the bus, but I was along for the ride.
“We both need something to get our mind off of what we lost.” She did raise a valid argument.
“I know what he will want at the end of the night. In my frame of mind, I would probably give him what he wanted and then some. I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. I feel flustered and unable to comprehend what is happening to me.” I’d picked up a white virginal dress to give the illusion of innocence.
“Snow, I hope you don’t think by wearing that it’s going to keep them from circling you like animals. Every man in the room is going to become your prey.” I had done my makeup and hair earlier in the day in preparation for the evening’s festivities.
“I don’t know if I want that kind of attention.” I could see the hint of the white dress hanging over the bed in the guest room.
“We only live once and you’ll kick yourself if you don’t go. I will go with you and make you a solemn vow to keep you honest. Oh, hell….do you really believe a word I say? I’ve been known to manipulate for my own purposes.” It was the first time I had ever heard her admit anything of the sort.
“I would rather have you there and not need you than need you and not have you around.” I knew why Lindsay wanted to come along with me. These parties were the perfect opportunity to meet frivolous young men with money to burn. I felt sorry for the guys and they didn’t even know what was coming into their gravity.
“My cousin has something for every occasion.” She skipped down the hall leaving behind the faint smell of her perfume.
Her cousin Nicole was an airplane stewardess and was barely home. She was thrilled someone would be there to look after her golden retriever, Dexter.
I followed her down the hall and I leaned against the wall with my heart hammering in my chest. I was learning a valuable lesson about having more than one lover. It seemed a shame for those who had committed themselves to another to never share the wealth.
“I know this is going to sound silly, but what I’m going through feels like a fairytale fable. I certainly have the name to bring about visions of poison apples and dwarves with different personalities. I’ve met the Doc, Professor is Sleepy, Dopey is Timothy, Happy is Matt the firefighter, Grumpy is Zane, and Sneezy is Phoenix. I have to wonder where Bashful is going to materialize from.” I knew it wasn’t possible, but this really did feel like an adult version of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.
“From what you have told me, I can see the reason why you would make the comparison.” I could see clothes flying from the closet and then she came across this green number to knock their socks off.
It was emerald green, the perfect shade to accentuate her green eyes. She was going to use her sexuality to ensnare a willing victim. She had stated several times during being roommates how she was looking for her sugar daddy. She wanted to be pampered and treated like a princess on a high pedestal looking down at the little people. I always thought she was joking, but maybe not so much in reality.
“I need you to promise not to do anything to embarrass me. I know it’s a broad stroke. You get a few glasses of champagne in you and there’s no telling what you will do. I don’t want Zane to think I have a crazy friend.” I had given him the wrong impression about me through no fault of my own.
“I will honor your request, but it comes with a price. I know Zane is the one who invited you, but I don’t want you to continue to play in the same sandbox. I know what temptation is all about and I want you to uncover another different little piece of eye candy.” Before the accident, I was the monogamous type of woman, never promiscuous and here I was acting like a honeybee going from one flower to the other. When would Megan’s influence wear off?
“I will think about it, but I can’t promise anything. It depends on whether or not Zane intends to monopolize my time. I did give him a piece of me and I’m sure that he would love nothing better than to get another piece.” I heard a car honking and looked out the window to see a white stretch limousine.
Standing at the door was Zane wearing a white sports jacket and ocean blue shirt with the first couple of buttons loose. The dark pants made it necessary for me to strip him buck naked in my overactive imagination.
“I knew he was going to arrive in style, but I didn’t think that he was going to become pompous about it. I know you might find what he’s doing romantic, but I think he’s marking his territory like a dog. He may as well come to work and piss around my desk.” It wasn’t an attractive quality for him to work a little bit too hard for my affections.
I heard clanging of bottles and looked over to see that she was rummaging in the fridge. She brought out two bottles of chilled wine and held them both by the neck.
She wasn’t going to need any more luggage than the liquor accompaniment. It was hard to argue with her choice of libations. I was going to need something and I had no problem indulging a little.
I grabbed one bottle from her and pulled the cork with my teeth. I wished that I was special. My overzealous personality and willingness to sleep with anyone who gave me the time of day wasn’t like me. I was learning to be more adventurous. The influence of Megan was hard to overcome when I was living with her cornea transplanted into my eye.
“Go easy on that stuff. I know from personal experience drinking is a good way to make grave errors in judgment. I will police your intake and stop you from acting out. I know you don’t believe this, but I do want what’s best for you.” She had a quirky way to go about it.
“Don’t judge me unfairly for needing this moment to go a little crazy.” My black leather jacket was on the hook by the door. Lindsay was still wearing her heart and her free sexuality on her sleeve.
“Snow, they won’t know what to make of you when you walk into the room. A woman like you will demand their undivided attention. I don’t mean to pat myself on the shoulder, but I can be good for you.” I had a feeling she was making mention she had been around the block a few times.
“I’m hoping he will be preoccupied with other things to worry about me. Perhaps, you should take one for the team, although I doubt it would be a major hardship to be with him. Zane is hard to swallow literally and figuratively.” Her eyes were glowing with mischief.
“He doesn’t sound like a guy who would enjoy being made to stand out there like an idiot. We have made him wait long enough. He doesn’t even know about the bonus of having me there, but he will shortly.” I had no doubt Lindsay would find somebody to go home with at the end of the night.
“I suppose I’ve been procrastinating and I don’t mean to make it seem like what I did with him was an ugly misrepresentation of myself. I was there the entire time in the helicopter with him. It seemed like I was playing the part of someone with loose morals.” I had made up for lost time. I didn’t take the chances when they were presented to me before the accident.
“I want you to know that I’m proud of you. It might seem to be out of character, but nothing you did should make you feel shame. This is your time to experiment and to be the woman you’ve always wanted to be.” I thought by now I would be used to climbing into an unsuspecting strangers lap.
“I have only told you a part of the reason why I have acted strangely. The other part is going to remain a secret on a confession between myself and a priest of my choosing. The accident gave me a second chance to see through fresh eyes. And that’s all I’ll say.” I wasn’t lying, but I was leaving out a crucial piece of information.
My ice blue shoes were the perfect way to draw the attention to my long and luscious legs.
“I might be able to loosen your lips after you have a few cocktails. I would imagine a party like this would be an open bar. I plan to take full advantage of their generosity. I might be crashing the party, but I will become a welcome guest.” I already knew what kind of impression she could make on the opposite sex.
I could use her as my offense against those players on the field of sexual conquest.
Getting into trouble was easier when somebody else was taking a hold of the steering wheel. I could only cringe at what Megan would make me do and I would love every minute of it.
“I don’t want you to come crying to me when you take the walk of shame in the morning. Lindsay, I’ve heard you brag about blackouts. We’ve seen the leering glances of guys you probably slept with and didn’t even know it.” I had somehow corralled her drinking to a manageable level. She had a bit of decency and she was less likely to come stumbling in from a late night of debauchery.
“I’m going to give myself tonight to run wild and free. I haven’t done that for some time. I miss the way I could have men wrapped around my little finger. I hope you’re ready for competition tonight.” She would attract those less likely to have any respect for her in the morning.
“There’s too much confusion in my head and I can’t seem to find any relief. It doesn’t matter how many times I sleep with a different man. I still crave the feel of something strange and inviting.” There was no reason to get excited and yet my entire body was a tingling mass of nerves.
CHAPTER 14
Lewis Wilde
My informant had this insane idea of getting close to the enemy. It really wasn’t that difficult considering my circle of friends. There was always an opportunity to be in close proximity of those I wanted to take down.
The Donakov family was at the top of my list. They were squeaky clean on the surface, but underneath there was a cesspool of criminal activity turning the city into something unrecognizable.
I was one of the few who showed up to the party early to get underneath their skin. Zane and Phoenix didn’t feel comfortable in their own skin with me standing over their shoulder. I couldn’t say the same thing for Marsha Donakov. It was like a game to her.
“Prosecutor Wilde, it’s so nice to see you outside of the stuffy courtroom. I do hope you’re having a good time.” She was showing her teeth and it wasn’t lost on me the way that she was being kind in front of me. There was no telling what she was doing behind her back.
“I came as a reminder that I’m never going to turn my back on your family. I have come very close to making you regret ever meeting me. I would say you should keep your nose clean, but I think you enjoy this game of cat and mouse.” I was wearing the same dark suit she had seen several times in the courtroom. It was symbolic.
“It’s not my fault that your witnesses tend to have cold feet or disappear altogether. A little birdie tells me of your quest to move up the ladder of success. Say the word and I can make some introductions on your behalf.” She probably figured I was becoming a thorn in her side and the best way to deal with me was to throw me into the shark-infested waters of politics.
“I don’t know where you get your information, but it’s not true. My only aspiration is to clean up the streets starting with your family. It only takes one loose thread to make all of what you have built unravel in front of your eyes.” I knew poking the bear wasn’t a good idea, but I couldn’t help myself.
“I remember the last time I saw you. You took great pride in gloating over the possibility of putting me behind bars for the rest of my life. I must say your conviction caused me some concern. I’m glad I was able to clean my house before anything could happen.” She was sticking it to me and I knew in the back of my mind she was responsible for Megan’s unfortunate demise.
“It looks like I’m fashionably early. I hope you don’t mind, but I took a look around. I know there’s no possible way you would leave anything incriminating in plain sight. I also know criminals can be a little sloppy when they feel they have gotten away with something.” So far, it had been fun playing with fire and risking getting burned. I felt more alive than ever.
“Remind me the next time we see each other to take you shopping for a new suit. It’s a little tacky to be wearing the same thing to a party that you wear in the courtroom. I see you’ve come stag. Perhaps, what you need is to get laid.” She was 60-years-old and quite fetching in the righ
t light.
The whisper of gray in her hair only made her look more deadly to those she stood across from in business and in her personal life. She was a black widow and lived her life by sleeping with the youngest men she could find. Her latest eye candy was what was considered to be her third in command.
Zane stood in the shadows where he watched everything like a hawk. He was perfectly placed to intervene if something were to occur. He could easily escort me by bodily force out the door.
“You should count yourself lucky.” I had to remember I was playing by her rules.
“I don’t understand your statement. What exactly should I count myself lucky for?” She walked closer to me. “Be careful how you answer that. I can be rather impulsive when somebody insults me in my home.”
The estate was vast and the driveway winding up to the front door was paid in the blood of others.
“I’m only suggesting that a woman of your sophistication and taste wouldn’t really look all that good in orange. They do say orange is the new black. One day you might find out.” I smugly clinked my glass of champagne against hers with her lip quivering and her left eye twitching.
“I have wasted enough time with you. It won’t hurt my feelings to see you leave early. Take the hint, Mr. Wilde. I believe they say the most common accidents occur in the home. I would hate to see something happen to you.” She was threatening me but in a left-handed way.
“I do believe your dog is requesting your attention.” I turned my back on her which was tantamount to a rude gesture. Nobody had the balls to stand up to her without facing the consequences to their actions.
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