by Fox, Nicky
That doesn’t make any sense. Why would not having sex mean he’s into me? I shake my head and clip her nails.
I decide not to tell Evie and Lenora about the attempted burglary. Barret didn’t even take it that well and I don’t want to worry the girls. They have enough on their plates with weddings and babies. I’m sure Mick is just overreacting.
“Speaking of the devil.” Evie nudges me with her wet foot, looking lost in thought. The bell rings above the door and I greet the customer over my shoulder.
“Welcome to Shear-lock . . .” The rest of my statement dies on my tongue. The sexy devil just walked in, damn it. And right when Lenora and Evie are here. This couldn’t be worse timing. They won’t ever leave me alone about him now. Is it too much to ask for casual sex? Don’t most guys like to bang and bolt? I look to the heavens.
“Hey, cupcake,” Mick says in that deep timbre voice of his that causes shivers to run down my spine.
“Fuck me,” Evie whispers.
“Hey!” Lenora waves. I crack my neck and roll around to face him. Mick is a lot closer than I thought he’d be. His crotch is basically in my face, reminding me of what he hasn’t given me yet, freakin’ dick withholder.
“What do you want?” I growl out. I’m grumpy that my morning has gone a bit shitty, with Barret’s reaction, Lee and Evie’s inquisition, and now him bothering me at work. Mick kneels down at eye level. His scruff is looking so good, I want to lick it. His blue eyes are sparkling as he holds my gaze and he’s in uniform. His sexiness is off the charts.
Then, Mick grabs the back of my head and pulls me to him for a searing kiss. I hold my hands against his chest to push him away, but before I can, he adds his expert tongue and then I’m lost. Lost to his claim of my lips. Lost to him. I’m a weak woman but can you blame me? I only have so much resistance to his charms. I melt into him as we make out right in front of Lee and Evie. It ends on a big smack. Mick licks his lips as I watch in an entranced state.
“Mmm. You taste almost as good as you did last night.” He winks, the cocky bastard. I hear Lenora mumble “Shit” behind me.
“Ladies.” Mick stands up and waves at Lenora and Evie. “Just wanted to check on my girl. Okay, I got my Maggie fix. I’ll see you later, cupcake.” And then he turns and leaves the store before Evie and Lenora can even mutter a syllable.
“Holy fuck, that was hot,” Evie says at his retreating figure outside. Mick turns to get into his parked car and puts on those reflector aviator shades, smiling a shit-eating grin. Bastard. “He’s like Maverick from Top Gun and Jack from Speed together. You’ve been holding out on us, girl.”
They both stare at me, like I should apologize or have something more to say. I don’t. So, I just shrug and continue on with their pedicure.
“Oh, we should all triple date! All of us go out with our men.” Lee nods at Evie’s suggestion. Crap.
“Were you here not five minutes ago when I stated we’re not in a relationship? I just want his cock for a bit. A little bump-and-dump is fine, as long as I get a few bumps with his big stick. My vagina is dusty and needs some dick. I just need to get laid. That’s all.”
Evie scrunches up her face. “Ugh. Is that how I was with Jake? That sounds so . . . sad.”
“Depressing,” Lenora concurs.
“Ugh!” I growl. There are some ladies that don’t want a family with a picket fence and the house. I just want to be with a guy for a short while so we can get each other off and then go on our merry way without any complications. Is it too much to ask for that?
Barret comes out shortly after and then they all begin to talk like I’m not there. Thankfully, he doesn’t mention the break-in. Unfortunately, they are all gossiping away about my sex life. Now that most of them have partners, they want everyone else set up. Nope. Not going to happen. I’m happy being single and me. Mick won’t change that. It may be fun to see him try though.
10
Mick
“Well, I’m done with my paperwork. I’m going to call it an evening and escort Maggie home.”
Carl gives me a grunt without looking up from his work. He’s been off lately. I don’t know what’s up his ass. I’m glad to leave the station though. I push up from my chair, and grab my wallet and keys to head out the door.
My heart is beating so fast in my chest. I had to go see my goddess earlier this afternoon. I was being honest when I told her I needed my Maggie fix. I hope she didn’t mind me showing up like that, but wild horses couldn’t drag me away, as they say. Before I know it, I’m pulling up to her shop. I park and watch her for a moment.
Creeper much, Mick?
She wasn’t off when she mentioned that the other night. I am acting like a stalker. I can’t get her out of my mind. When before, it was mostly sexual. Now, I’m worried about her safety. It’s a change I realize means this is becoming more and hopefully, I can get her over to my side soon before I get hurt.
Maggie isn’t like any woman I’ve ever met. Shit flies out of her mouth all the time. She’s stubborn, mostly because she refuses to date me. But I admire her for it. She sticks to her guns and not only has she started her own business, she’s employed her best friend and everyone around her seems to be happier just being around her. There’s this little bit of sunshine she carries with her and I don’t think she is aware of the light that radiates from her. It’s humbling being around someone like that and I can’t stay away from her.
She moves around in the store. The sun is setting and it’s getting darker outside than it is in her shop, so I have a front row seat to the Maggie show. The street lamps are lit but I’m still obscured in my car so I can get my fill. Maggie flounces about, sweeping the floor and from the way she’s moving, I can tell she’s listening to music. Her body sways. Those damn hips of hers rock back and forth. Her long red hair moves with her and she’s wearing a fucking skirt that floats around her. Damn. If I could, I’d whip my dick out right here and relieve the ache, but that’s just pervy, and I would rather please her than me.
Maggie suddenly glances over at my truck. She gives me a bright smile and waves shyly. I take a mental picture of this and imagine for a moment that I’m coming home from work and this woman is there to greet me after a long day. That smile alone makes my heart pound hard in my chest. In a few moments, I’m storming in her store and grabbing her around the waist and planting a big kiss on those smiling lips.
“Happy to see me?” She cocks her head and exhales loudly. That’s right, I just kissed the fuck out of my woman. I hope to do more to her tonight. I have a few things in store for her that involve my handcuffs. I’ve seen her eyeing them like she wants me to haul her off and cuff her to my bed.
“Always,” I reply, licking my lips. This woman always tastes good, everywhere. I relax my grip on her waist and she moves to put the broom away. I hear the radio station playing through the speakers.
“Playing the best of the eighties. Don’t change that dial. Next up is Gloria Estefan.” Huh. She likes eighties music. That’s my kind of girl. I like a bit of country too, but the way Maggie was dancing, I may only play this station in my truck from now on.
“I’m all set to go.” Her small purse is slung over her shoulder and Maggie has her keys in her hand. I stare at her for a moment. So beautiful and breathtaking. I give her a slight smile, not wanting to forget this moment, and then move to open the front door for her.
After opening her car door for her, she slides in and her skirt rides up a little. I just want to bury my head between her thighs and go to town.
“Is everything okay?”
My hand hesitates on the door. “Yeah,” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’ll see you at your place and be right behind you the whole time.”
Maggie nods and closes her door. I slink off to my truck. I would love to ride in the same vehicle, but I have plans for Maggie at her place and I have an early shift tomorrow. I smile at the thought of Maggie in my handcuffs. We take a sharp turn out of the parkin
g lot and I rub on my dick to ease the ache. I just hope my woman is up for what I have in store.
When we reach her home, Maggie gracefully exits her car as I grab my cuffs. I bound over to her and take her hand. Leading her around, I plant another kiss on her. She giggles and then returns it, grabbing my shirt to bring me closer. My goddess makes my head spin. Soon, she’s rubbing her nails through my hair and I have to restrict myself from grinding into her stomach with my dick. I meant for this to be a playful kiss, and it’s turned into something hotter and more wanton.
I’m able to break the kiss and pull her toward her door. I don’t want to wait any longer. Probably sensing my rush, she pushes her key in the lock and opens the door hastily. Immediately, I push Maggie against the back of the door and consume her lips with mine, grinding against her like I wanted to do in the parking lot. Her hands gripping my shoulders, she moans into my mouth as our breaths become one.
“Your belt.” Damn. I forgot it sticks out a bit and is probably cutting into her skin.
“Sorry.”
Unbuckling it quickly, she rains kisses on my neck, making it difficult to move my fingers like I want to. Eventually, I get my belt off and move to the next phase of my plan. I pull the metal from my back pocket, then snatch one of her hands from my shoulders and slap the cuff on her. Maggie gasps loudly. Grasping her other hand, I click the cuff on that one too. Now, she’s captured, cuffed, and all mine.
“Fuck,” Maggie breathes. Her eyes are wide as she licks her lips, burning hot with anticipation with what I’m going to do to her sexy body. Holding the center of the handcuffs, I raise them above her head and pin them there.
“Are you ready, cupcake?” I growl.
“Fuck, yes. I’m so ready,” she moans. Damn. Maggie’s really into this. Holding up one hand to restrain her, I use my other to rub one finger against her plump bottom lip. I love how it’s bigger than her top. It makes me want to suck it into my mouth, so I do. Maggie sighs. “Mick.”
My name on her lips turns me on. I feel I could come in my pants with her only chanting my name. My hand moves down to her breasts. I cup one and pepper kisses across her cleavage. Her body reacts and sways underneath me, searching for friction. Friction I’m about to give her. Slowly, I move my hand down and underneath her naughty little skirt. Her legs tremble as my hand rises toward the apex of her thighs. My fingertips reach her soft, lacy panties.
“Mmm. I wonder if you have been a good girl today. Are your panties wet for me, beautiful?” I kiss her before she can answer but she dips her head in a yes. “Have you been thinking of my cock all day, cupcake?”
“All day,” she whispers.
Good, because I’ve been thinking about her sweet pussy all day and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her . . . or in her rather. Her face is pulled down in a pout. My girl is impatient. I know she wants me bad so I won’t toy with her anymore.
I tear the lace panties from her body with a jerk and cast them on the floor for her to see. Her eyes show shock and lust as her mouth hangs open. I smirk and look at the sweet, wet pink panties on the floor. Damn. I hitch her leg around my waist with my one hand. I’m still holding her arms up with the cuffs. I’m going to make her wish those handcuffs were off. Her leg sits on my hip. Then, I move my hand between us to feel her folds. Her very wet folds. Shit. I can smell her scent from where I’m standing.
“You want me inside you?” Maggie bites her lip until it goes white and scrunches her eyebrows together. Done playing around, she gives me a swift nod. I chuckle and move a wet finger inside her. “Damn, baby.”
The wet sound is like music to my ears as I pump in and out. Then, I gently add a second finger. She turns her head to bite down on her own arm to keep from shouting out. “Let me hear you, Maggie. Let me hear how much you enjoy my fingers in your pussy,” I grit out.
She pushes against her restraints and tries to shove off the door to get me to pump faster, but I keep a steady pace. “Mick.” Her head falls back against the door.
Increasing my thrusting, I add a third finger. Her wetness is dripping down my hand and it takes everything in me to keep my rock-hard cock in my pants. This is all for her, to see how good we can be together without even getting in bed. I doubt any man has taken this much time with her, since she seems to push them all away before they can even get close. But I’m not any man—I’m patient and will wait months for her, if that’s what it takes for her to realize we’d be a great couple.
As she gets close to the edge, I rub her clit in circles with my thumb, satisfying her ache as she explodes in my hand. Maggie rocks fervently against my fingers, her pelvic muscles contracting and squeezing my hand. I nearly come in my pants at the sight, but I grit my teeth and watch her come down from her orgasm. Her panting echoes across the empty apartment and when she looks at me, it’s with bewilderment.
That’s right, baby. Your body belongs to me. You’re all mine.
11
Maggie
Holy shit! That was the most intense orgasm of my life and I have vibrators that can go for hours on end. They’ve been tested thoroughly by me and none of them can hold a candle to Mick’s magical fingers. It’s never been that strong where it hit me like a Mack truck. I swear, I saw stars from that explosion and my body is still going through aftershocks. Just wow. Wow! Wow!
As Mick pulls his fingers out of my folds, his hand covered with my wetness, I’m almost embarrassed and proud at the same time. Mick sexed me up with his fingers that deserve their own prize for total sexual satisfaction. Mick, of course, beams at me like he just won some bet. Beam away, buddy, you should be proud of that A-plus performance that was nothing short of amazing. My wrists are starting to chafe, so I hold them up so he can remove the handcuffs. As soon as Mick unlocks the handcuffs, there is a knock on the other side of the door behind me.
“Ya done, honey? We’ve been out for a few minutes to let you finish.”
Oh, my God! Evie’s on the other side of the door. I’m surprised, but she still technically lives here—only she hasn’t come around in a while. I’m sure my face goes bright red as Mick covers his smile with his hand. Jerk. I straighten my skirt as he grabs my panties off the floor and stuffs them in his pocket. He’s still laughing, so I lightly pop him in the chest before fluffing my hair and making sure everything looks straight.
“Go wash your damn hand!” I whisper yell to Mick. Thankfully, he listens to me and saunters off, shaking his head at me. I swing the door open and look as innocent as possible. “Hey, Evie! What are you doin’ round these parts?”
I don’t know why my twang came out . . . I’m not good at smoothing things over in embarrassing situations. I smile awkwardly and Evie gives me a knowing smile. Jake avoids eye contact. Damn, now I know how Evie felt when I caught them in the parking lot getting frisky.
Evie strolls in wearing her normal work attire and sets her purse down by our grungy couch. Jake follows after her, wearing a nice suit. They probably just had dinner and Evie’s come to get a few toiletries to stay at his apartment. He lives in a better area than we do. According to Evie, his apartment is very posh and large, but badly decorated. I think she’s itching to get her hands on it as her next project. Evie glances around and throws her hands up, shaking her head.
She swiftly turns on her heel and grabs my shoulders. “Were you masturbating against the door, Maggie?’ She whispers so Jake won’t hear. I shake my head and look at her like she’s crazy. Is she for real? Just then, Mick struts out, all hot as fuck, still wearing his police uniform. Damn. That man does all sorts of thing to my girly bits.
“Hey. I was just dropping Maggie off. I’ll be on my way and let you guys catch up. I look forward to our date tomorrow.” Mick kisses me swiftly on the lips and then waves a hand at Jake.
Evie’s eyes remind me of an owl’s at night: big, bright, and on the hunt. She wants answers. “Oh, no. You don’t have to leave on account of us. Stay. Please.”
Her voice turns silky smoot
h and she waves Mick over to the couch. She sure is being very hospitable. Turd. Mick grabs on to my waist and pulls me toward him, staking his claim. We’re not a couple but he sure is acting like it.
“I have to go, but it’s nice to meet you . . .” He releases me briefly and extends his hand.
“Evie,” she says, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. Fucking flirt. Then she remembers Jake is in the room. “This is my fiancé, Jake.”
She juts her thumb over her shoulder, Jake comes to shake hands with Mick, with a nod and a slight smile. I squint my eyes as if I know what that smile of his really means. Good going, bro. I roll my eyes. This situation sucks. I just want to run out of this room and never look back.
Mick gives me another kiss, but on my forehead this time. With a smack on my ass, he utters a quick goodbye and is out the door before anyone can oppose. I turn my head, all Exorcist-style, toward my unwelcome guests and scrutinize their every uncomfortable movement under my gaze.
“Turnabout is fair play,” Evie says, while examining her nails as she sits her butt on the couch. Jake stands there, awkwardly looking everywhere except at us. Good man. He’s staying out of this conversation.
“What the fuck, Evie?” I throw a pillow from one of the two chairs at her face and march down the hallway to my room. Her laugh follows my stomping steps. I hear the couch creak under her weight and then her swift footsteps behind me. Before I can close the door to my bedroom in her sassy face, she nudges her foot between the doorjamb and the door, preventing me from closing it. “You’re such a jerk.”
Evie gasps with a laugh and barges her way into my room. I slam the door behind her. “Oh! Because I finally walked in on you getting some? I was nice enough not to just open the front door mid-orgasm. You’re welcome.”
She picks up one of my unicorn knick-knacks from my dresser and inspects it with her beady eyes. Damn know-it-all. I plop onto my bed, ignoring her. She’s going to think Mick and I are a couple now. Shit. I knew I shouldn’t have let him follow me home. If only he’d just whip out his dick and let me ride it for a night or two, then I wouldn't be in this situation.
