Maid by Mistake

by Miley Maine

  Even if I didn't have an alarm, Sadie stood up and whined the instant Ava opened the front door. My dog had gotten pretty attached to her in the last seven days. In fact, I was pretty sure she liked Ava much better than me.

  And even without the security system and the dog, I fucking never slept. I was always going to be awake right after going to bed. This was the first time I was glad to have insomnia, because I’d been afraid Ava would do something stupid. She blamed herself for everything. It was true that I wanted her to take some responsibility, but she took way more responsibility than was necessary.

  Those thugs were not her fault.

  And part of this was my fault. I’d known something was off about her. It was clear that she'd never cleaned a house before, even though she was actually really good at it. All the videos about how to mop and how to wash dishes made sense now. I hadn't had time to think about it earlier, but she grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth. She’d always had staff members to do her chores.

  However, I admired her grit and determination. Instead of accepting the riches as her due, and becoming entitled to a lavish lifestyle, she made herself aware of the injustice in the world. She was determined to do something about it.

  How many young women with that kind of inherited wealth took the time and energy to expose the seedy underworld in their city?

  I knew the answer to that -- not many at all. I couldn't help but be impressed at her commitment. Although the thought of her dressing up and pretending to be a drug addict scared the shit out of me. I couldn't bear to think of what could have happened to her if she’d encountered someone who wanted to hurt her.

  As I herded her back inside, Ava paused on the first step of the stairs that led up to my front porch.

  “What is it now?” I asked. I sighed, but I tried to keep the bulk of my frustration hidden. “Ava, you realize I was a Navy SEAL. I don’t want to brag, but I’m not sure if you’re aware of what it’s like to qualify, or to serve under those conditions. I promise I can handle your father’s partners if they show up here.”

  “What about your sister? I should have never spoken to her.”

  “I've already thought of that. I called Barrett and got him up to speed. Then I called her and told her what's going on. She’s going to stay with Barrett until this is over.”

  “What about your mother?” she asked.

  I was touched that she was thinking about my mother, who she’d never even met. “I took care of her too. Don’t worry.”

  She gripped the hand rail on the porch and kept climbing, not looking back at me now. “I should have realized you’d already be several steps ahead of me, instead of trying to come up with my own plan for this.”

  “It’s based on experience. I’ve got experience dealing with this shit, and you don’t. But you obviously have talent. Have you considered law enforcement?” I was serious when I asked her.

  She paused again once we reached the screen door. I hadn’t bothered to shut the storm door.

  “I did, early on. I thought about the CIA, FBI, and forensics, and even the military. But my parents flipped out. So I figured investigative journalism was the closest I’d get and not have to endure their wrath. So I made that my goal, and got sidelined for a year, writing about fashion.”

  I was certain my face was incredulous. “Fashion.”

  “My dad got me the job.”

  “Ah.”

  She looked back at her car. “What about my bags?”

  “Leave them. We’ll get them in the morning.” I wanted to get her back in the house, and get it locked up again. Once she was safely inside, I reset everything. This time I wasn’t leaving her alone. She’d probably find a way to get into even more trouble.

  She walked forlornly to the edge of the stairs. No matter how much she’d pissed me off, I didn’t want her to be sad. I grabbed her hand. “If you’re interested, I’d like for you to come to bed with me.”

  “To sleep?”

  “Your call. We can sleep, or we can do other things.”

  She slipped her small hand into mine. “I think I’d like either one of those options.”

  Despite what happened tonight, my body didn’t know to be annoyed. Once I felt her hand in mine, my cock was hard in an instant. That’s all it took. The promise of her in my bed, and the touch of her skin, even from something as innocent as her hand was enough to send me reeling.

  Not bothering to turn on the lights, I tugged her toward my bedroom. I needed her in my bed, and soon.

  Sadie had been shadowing us this entire time, but I pulled her bed out of my room into the bathroom. “Sorry girl. You’re going to sleep in here tonight,” I said, closing the door. She whined at me once, but then laid down on her bed. “Good girl.”

  I turned my attention back to Ava, who stood in front of the window. Moonlight streamed in, interrupting the shadows surrounding her.

  She still smelled like vanilla, from the baking she’d done. I walked up behind her slowly, but not quietly, not wanting to startle her. I recalled my sister saying she was jumpy. Abigail’s observant nature had picked up on that. I supposed Ava had been looking over her shoulder non-stop for the last week.

  I lifted her hair up off her neck, and kissed the nape. She shivered at the feel of my lips on her skin.

  “Stop thinking about what’s going on. Just relax.”

  She twisted around to look at me. “That’s easier said than done.”

  “Maybe this will help.” I walked away and flipped the light switch on. “I have guns. Knives. Ammo.” I showed her my cache of weapons. Then I showed her the security panel I had that would alert me if any door or window was opened. “Feel better?”

  She nodded.

  “Do you want to lie down? And sleep?” If she wasn’t in the mood, I wasn’t going to force it.

  “No. I want to keep going.”

  “Now where was I?” I gathered all of her thick hair in my hands and held it in a loose ponytail. I ran my mouth along her jaw, and over her ear, and back down to her neck.

  With a moan, she dropped her head backward, letting it rest on my shoulder. I stepped closer, slotting my hips against her backside, letting her feel the intensity of my arousal.

  She shifted her body backward, pressing her bottom directly into my erection. “Looks like you’re ready to go,” she said.

  I rolled my hips, savoring the friction as I pressed my cock against her body. “With you around, that’s always going to be the case.” I ran my hand down her arm, and then up again, before letting it skim the edge of her shirt. I slowly worked my hand under her shirt, until I felt her heated stomach. With as much dexterity as I could manage, I popped open the clasp on her bra. Once the garment fell away, I let go of her hair. I grabbed her shirt and yanked it over her head.

  She spun around and faced me. “I’m glad to hear that.” She threw her arms around my neck and held on, while I wrapped one arm around her to pull her close. I lowered my head back to her mouth, licking over her lips while I cupped her bare breast.

  I lifted one hand to her mouth. I traced over her full lips. I had the sudden desire to have her pretty lips wrapped around my hard cock. “Have you sucked a man’s cock before?”

  “Not many times,” she said. Her tongue darted out and licked over my fingers. “Do you want that?”

  I groaned as her pink tongue licked over my finger. Would she ever stop surprising me? “Yes. I do.”

  “You want me on my knees? With your cock in my mouth?’

  Damn. I pushed my finger into her mouth, and she started sucking on it. “Yes. That’s exactly what I want. I want your wet lips on my cock.” I grabbed her hips. “But I want you naked while you do it.”

  I bent down and stripped off her pants. Then I took my time with her panties. This time they were a pale pink that looked great with her tan skin and dark hair. I kissed her stomach and down between her legs. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on your pus
sy,” I said.

  She swayed, and I held onto her. I took her panties in my hand and inched them down, kissing down her thighs as I went. “I like these sexy panties. But I like your sweet pussy more.”

  Once I had them around her ankles, she stepped out of them.

  I took another minute to kiss the bare skin in front of her pussy, while I dipped one finger inside her body.

  She shouted, “Tyler. I thought you wanted your cock in my mouth.”

  “I do. I just want you dripping wet while you do it.” I stood up, and kissed her once more. “Now I’m ready.”

  She went down on her knees on the carpet in front of my bed. Immediately my cock was leaking, just taking in the sight of her kneeling in front of me. She tipped her head back, and her dark eyes glinted in the dim light of my bedroom.

  Her chest was flushed with color, and long dark hair fell over her pert breasts. Her nipples were tight, and I couldn’t wait to touch them again.

  This woman was impressive. Her world had fallen apart, and I’d nearly lost my temper on her tonight, and yet she was able to put all that aside and be present in the bedroom.

  She lifted one hand and wrapped her slender fingers around the base of my cock.

  God. My eyes rolled back in my head as lightning bolts shot through my body. She leaned in, and licked the tip of my cock. Then she closed her lips around the tip, and sucked. She scooted forward, and took more of my cock into her mouth. She kept going, until her lips touched the spot where her hand was holding the base of my cock.

  It wasn’t quite deep-throating, but it might as well have been. A buzz of arousal rushed through my head. If she kept this up, I wasn’t going to get to fuck her. But I couldn’t bring myself to stop her.

  She tightened her lips, and made a low humming noise. The vibrations of her wet mouth on my cock nearly sent me into orbit. It felt so good. Just as I was about to pull back so I didn’t come down her throat, she pulled her mouth off. She sat back on her knees, and blinked up at me.

  “Good?” she asked in a low voice.

  “So good.” I brushed my hand through her hair. “Your mouth feels so good. I can barely stand it.”

  “I’m glad.” She leaned back in, and got back to work, sucking and licking my cock. She never stayed with one technique too long, always keeping me on the edge of climax. She began to rock forward a little, and I saw her hips hitch as she sucked.

  I looked down, and saw that her free hand was between her legs.

  Oh fuck. Ava touching herself was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. “Do you have your hand on your pussy?”

  Without taking her mouth off of my cock, she nodded.

  “Fuck. I need to see more of that.” But first I needed to spend a few minutes fucking her sweet mouth. I placed my hands on either side of her head. “Hold still,” I said.

  I began to roll my hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her full lips. The whole time I fucked her mouth, she kept her hand between her legs.

  I had to stop, or I wasn’t going to last. I still wanted to bury my cock in her pussy.

  I took a step back, holding the base of my cock. “Lie on the bed,” I told her. “Then get your hand back in between your legs.”

  She did as I said. She lay down with her knees bent. She put her hand in between her legs, just as I said.

  “Open your legs more.”

  She did. I moved closer, kneeling on the floor by the bed so I could watch every movement.

  Her folds were already slick, and she took just one finger and ran it over her entrance, then circled her clit. She rubbed her clit, making circles, and then she took her finger and thumb and pinched her clit, moaning and thrashing her head back and forth.

  “I’m going to help,” I said. I had one hand on my cock, but I had an extra hand, and I couldn't stand not touching her.

  “Please,” she cried out.

  I parted her folds with my fingers. Then I pushed one finger into her pussy. Around my finger, her wall pulsed. I added a second finger, and her pussy throbbed again, with rolling waves, but she didn’t climax yet.

  “You like the way it feels to pinch your clit?” I asked.

  “Yes,” she said. “I’m close.”

  “You can come whenever you’re ready.”

  She moaned, and screamed my name, but she still didn’t come. “I’m going to take over,” I said. “You pinch your nipples.”

  Slowly, she moved her fingers from her clit, and I replaced her hand with mine. Carefully, I tugged on her clit, and pinched it, while I kept my other fingers snug inside her warm pussy.

  “Oh God, I’m close,” she panted.

  My eyes moved to track her hands on her breasts. She’d obeyed me, and she was now tugging on her nipples, with rougher motions than I’d have done. My cock leaked. I increased the pressure on her clit, figuring she must like it a little rougher than I’d expected.

  I rubbed my fingers over her G-spot, and her hips flew off the bed as her orgasm hit. Her entire body bucked, as her climax rolled over her.

  I had to get inside her. I crawled over her, pushing her knees even farther apart. “I’m going to fuck you now.”

  I lined my cock up to her soaking wet pussy, and slid inside easily. “I love how turned on you get,” I said to her.

  She wrapped her legs around my waist. “Me too,” she said. “Fuck me. I want to come again.”

  I bowed my head and got to work fucking her. I set a fast rhythm, rolling my hips so I could hit her sweet spot over and over. I pulled out a little and lifted her legs up, until they were sitting on my shoulders. She was so flexible that it didn’t slow her down a bit. Bent practically in half, she rocked her hips against mine while I fucked her tight pussy.

  I held onto her ankles and I thrust faster.

  She clutched at my shoulders. “I’m almost there! Tyler!”

  I slipped my hand onto her clit, and pinched it, just like she liked it. Her pussy contracted, and the waves milked my cock.

  I came, exploding as I shot my seed into her willing body. “Ava,” I breathed. “You’re amazing.”

  “You’re pretty amazing yourself.”

  I stayed inside her body for a few minutes, coming down off the high I found when I was inside her body. I pulled out, and watched as my come leaked from her pussy.

  Oh fuck. We’d forgotten the condom.

  “Ava.”

  “What?” She sat up, looking sharply at me. “What’s wrong?”

  “I forgot to use a condom.”

  A wrinkle appeared between her eyes, then it faded. “Oh. Well, I’m sure it’s okay. The days aren’t right for anything to go wrong. And I got tested for any type of disease when I started my latest job, and I haven’t been with anyone since then.”

  “I haven’t been with anyone since I was discharged from the SEALs, and I was tested then,” I said.

  She flopped back on the bed. “Well, I’m sure it’s fine.”

  “I’m really sorry.”

  She turned over on her side to face me. “It’s my responsibility too. It’s not just yours. We both forgot.”

  I was glad she wasn’t upset. But damn. I’d never forgotten a condom before in my life. What the hell was going on with me?

  Chapter Fifteen

  Ava

  Dammit. I’d been so caught up in the feeling of how much I wanted Tyler, and how good his body felt against mine, that I hadn’t even noticed we’d forgotten the condom. I knew better. It had been drilled into my head in every health class I’d ever taken, in high school and college.

  But I’d never been this swept away by arousal either. I’d meant what I told Tyler. It wasn’t only his responsibility. The thought hadn’t crossed my mind. Last time, he’d taken care of it. I hadn’t had to think about it at all, which I appreciated.

  But luckily the dates weren’t great for conception. I shouldn’t be ovulating anytime soon, and both of us had been tested for STDs.

  I stretched my arms out, feeling complete
ly sated. I rubbed one hand over my mouth. My lips were still tingling from where I’d sucked Tyler’s cock. I’d only done it a few times in the past. It had never turned me on before.

  But being on my knees for Tyler was heady. The sensations had been so electrifying that I’d had to put my hands between my own legs. Then when he’d put me on my back in the bed, and watched me touch myself… I was ready to burst from arousal.

  I couldn’t wait to do it all again.

  But first, I had to get some sleep.

  I looked over at Tyler. He was lying on his back, and I was shocked to see that he looked like he’d fallen asleep.

  I got up and gathered my clothes once again. I was grateful to Tyler, but I didn’t want to wake up in his bed. I still remembered how he’d been the first time we made love. He had wanted me to leave after we finished.

  And it had been obvious tonight that he wanted to comfort me, and make me feel good. I did not want to overstay my welcome.

  In the dark, I found my last piece of discarded clothing. I needed my bags, but they were all out in the car. There was no way in hell I was going back out there to get them, not after what I’d already put Tyler through in one night.

  His security system was definitely a lot more sophisticated than I’d imagined. And wow, he really did have an arsenal in his house.

  I don’t think either Carl or Christopher would be prepared for that level of defense.

  I snuck back to my room. As soon as I lay down my phone buzzed. I grabbed it, but the screen was blank. Crap. It was my other phone. I’d bought it after my first night on the street, when Jenny had asked for my phone number.

  Thank God I thought to bring my purse in at least. Jenny's name appeared on the screen.

  I’d thought about her all day since the news of Carl and Christopher's arrest. I hope she was safe but I wasn't going to risk calling her. I didn't want to put her in danger too. I opened her text.

  Where are you? People are looking for you. Please watch out.

  I couldn't answer her. It was possible someone had taken her phone and used it to contact me. I prayed she was safe.