Mick: My Curvy Girl

by Fox, Nicky

  Okay. That doesn’t make me feel any better, and what the hell kind of websites is she looking at? She begins pumping the grapefruit around my dick with a look of concentration. I do have to give it to her, it doesn’t feel bad. Then, she adds her tongue and my head falls back. Holy shit! She’s sucking my dick harder than a vacuum. It feels like nothing else. Shit. I might come already.

  Maggie moans below me. “God, you taste so good.”

  Grapefruit juice is running down her chin as she swallows my cock and follows the grapefruit up and down my bulge. It’s mesmerizing. Too soon, I’m coming in her waiting mouth.

  “Fuck!” I bellow. She wipes me up with the towel that was under her knees and then moves to the kitchen to deposit the now mangled grapefruit in the trash. “That was something else, cupcake. Thank you, internet.”

  I come up behind her and kiss her neck, my pants hanging off my hips. She smells like grapefruit too.

  “Mmm. I missed you,” she murmurs, turning in my arms.

  “I missed you too.” I kiss her lips and taste the grapefruit mixed in with what must be me. She moans and shoves her tongue in my mouth.

  “More makeup sex,” she demands. I chuckle against her lips. “Let’s go to my bedroom this time.”

  Maggie gives me a look that stupefies me. I’d blindly follow her anywhere. She pushes me down on her small bed. I glance around, realizing I’ve never been in her bedroom before. There are little unicorns sprinkled around the room. I’m not sure about that. That might be worse than my Star Trek figures but I don’t say anything. I want to know what Maggie’s going to pull out of the closet.

  Not sure how I feel about whips or gags but I guess I’ll see with Maggie. She shocks the hell out of me with what she drags out. It’s a large pillow of some kind. Noticing my confusion, she displays the gray shape in her arms. “It’s a heartburn pillow,” Maggie states.

  “Okay. I think I’m good. I haven’t had any dinner yet.” I squint my eyes, perplexed. She throws it on the bed and strips naked quickly before me. I think she’s talking to me but I’m not paying attention because her breasts are out and then I see her bare pussy.

  “Okay?” Huh? What? “You weren’t listening, were you?” She sits down next to me.

  “You’re fucking naked. I can’t think straight, cupcake.” I motion to her body. She nudges my shoulder with a grin.

  “That’s sweet. I was saying, it’s my sex pillow.” She caresses the pillow wedge and my eyes light up. Now, that sounds more like it. I like where this is going. “I lay on it and it brings my pelvis at just the right angle for a good pounding. Do you want to try it out?”

  Do I want to try it out? Hell yes! I shuck my pants to answer her. Maggie giggles and falls back on the bed, adjusting the sex pillow underneath her. Damn. This woman is fucking amazing. She’s waiting, positioned on her pillow, with her legs wide open for me.

  I pull a condom from my wallet and roll it on quickly as she watches me like she wants to eat me again. Damn, I can see her wet folds waiting for me. “Did sucking my cock make you wet?”

  She nods and motions for me to hurry. I chuckle and position myself at her entrance. I thrust in as her pussy pulls me further inside. Damn. This is just the right angle. Maggie makes a noise that sounds like a gurgle.

  “Are you okay?” I rub her thigh. Her pussy is clamping down on me so tight. I’m surprised my dick is getting any circulation.

  “Just give me a minute. You’re big.” She exhales. I smirk and wait, looking over her curves and caressing her breasts. She moans and then wiggles against me, signaling me to continue.

  Making a slow test thrust to confirm she’s ready, I get the okay and begin a punishing rhythm. Maggie howls as I hit her g-spot. Fuck. She looks so good on her little bed, gasping for my cock.

  “You like this cock?” I grunt. Maggie nods swiftly and grips onto my arms as I piston in and out. It feels too good. “You want this cock all night?”

  “Yes!” She gasps and then I feel her pussy contract around my cock, causing me to erupt inside her warm center.

  “Maggie,” I roar and empty my seed into the condom. Resting on my heels, I try to catch my breath. Maggie traces her fingers across my stomach, causing me to flinch at her gentle touches. I smile “I really like that sex pillow.”

  “Me too.” She beckons me down to her lips and I oblige. We kiss softly like two lovers. I’m all in with this girl. She’s all mine.

  “I love you,” I tell her, those three words just tumbling out. There’s no way I can go another day without telling her that. She’s been under my skin from the moment I met her. She caresses my face and looks deeply into my eyes. She doesn’t seem surprised to hear this as she kisses me sweetly.

  “I love you too.” Thank fuck. I felt in my heart that she always did, but to hear it from her lips means everything. I’m glad she can finally admit it to herself. “I’m ready for round two.”

  She brings up two fingers in my face. I laugh and pull out of her to remove the condom.

  “Okay. How many other positions can we try with this pillow?” I ask on my way to the bathroom. She gasps.

  “I never thought about that. I don’t know. Oh, I could lean over it this time.”

  I groan and rush back to the bed, back to her, back to heaven.

  Epilogue

  Maggie

  “Looking good, babe!” I shade my eyes with my hand and watch my sexy-as-fuck man rock climb. He isn’t wearing a shirt so his six pack is on display for my viewing pleasure. The sun makes the sweat on his back gleam, which only enhances his chiseled body. Oh yes. I sip on my sweet tea and fan myself with my book. He took me here to the rock face again for a picnic. I was ready this time. I brought shorts and sunglasses, bug repellent, and a sexy book to read while he climbs.

  This is something he enjoys and I can enjoy it, but not in the traditional sense. And believe me, I’m enjoying it a lot. He grunts as he reaches for a hold. I stare at his ass as he pushes off the rock. Mmm. Fuck. I was stupid. I can’t believe I got so mad at him for taking me on that date. I was being stubborn and looking for a reason to stop seeing him. I knew I had strong feelings for him, and I didn’t know how to deal with them.

  I figured I loved him pretty quickly after he rescued me from his partner, Carl. Mick came crashing in like some action star and put himself in danger to save me. He’s always concerned with my safety. True to his word, the next day, he got an elite alarm system installed at the salon. It takes some getting used to, but it makes me feel safe. Mick makes me feel even safer. He’s my rock.

  After that night, it seems every excuse not to be with him fell to the wayside. It wasn’t important anymore and when he told me he didn’t want a family either, I knew. He was the one for me. Now, here we are out in the sun. He’s sweating like a beast and I’m sitting here, sipping on my tea, enjoying the show.

  He finally reaches the top and shouts loudly over the landscape. I clap and holler too. I’m so proud of my man. He doesn’t stay up there long. After a quick smile in my direction, he descends and plants a sweaty kiss on my mouth, but I don’t mind.

  “Did you save any sandwiches for me?” I shake my head. He laughs. “You owe me another kiss for that.” I laugh, get up, and run toward the truck. If he wants another kiss, he’s going to have to catch me. It doesn’t take long. Mick grabs me at my waist and holds me in his strong arms. “I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  Mick kisses me softly and then he adds tongue, which causes me to grab him around his neck. With a smack on my ass, he releases me and walks back to the picnic we have set out.

  “We need to head back if we’re going to meet the crew later tonight. I need a shower.” I watch his back move as he walks. Mmm. My hot cop.

  “Okay.” We’re meeting the gang—Lee, Hunter, Jake, and Evie—at the restaurant where Mick took me on our first date. They kept hearing me go on and on about the food there and they wanted to try it, so we are, what Evie calls, tri
ple dating. It sounds dirty but we’re basically double dating with three couples. “Coming!” I follow him.

  “Not yet,” I hear him mumble and shivers run up my spine.

  We arrive at the restaurant and are seated at a large table. The other couples seem to enjoy the place as well, although Evie gives the floral curtains the stink-eye. I laugh. She would probably like to redecorate this place, but I love it. It reminds me of my grandmother.

  “Where’s baby January?” I ask Lenora.

  “My mom took her this evening,” she says, shyly like it’s a secret. Hunter rubs her shoulders and beams down at her.

  “We’re trying for baby number two,” Hunter states proudly. Evie and I squeal and Jake, his brother, pats him on the back.

  “Good for you, man,” Mick says while seated next to me. I smile at all the love around this table. Lee and Hunter making a family, Evie and Jake getting married, and Mick and me happily together.

  “We all need to go to the gun range so Mick can teach us how to shoot,” Evie comments. Mick lights up and nods.

  “I’ve been trying to get this one out there for a while now.” Mick grabs me around the shoulder and squeezes me into his body. I can’t help but grin. He gets along really well with everyone and our little circle of friends seems complete.

  “You’re going to have to let Eric gently down at the donut shop, Mags,” Evie teases.

  Yeah. Eric already knows, actually. I’ve seen him a couple times. I still need my donut fix. He was very happy for me. It was refreshing. I told him he should be wooing Candy from the salon. She really loves his donuts. He seemed into the idea, so I send her on all the donut runs from now on.

  Our dinner arrives and it’s relatively quiet because everyone is enjoying the food. I glance over to Mick and he seems content. I know sometimes he worries about his partner, even though Carl was an asshole.

  When his ex-partner came out of the hospital from his gunshot wound, he pleaded guilty and got ten years. I guess he’ll be spending the rest of his retirement in prison. He wasn’t a very smart man. I know Mick wrestles with that. He was the one who put him away and they worked together for years. On the other hand, Mick is still pissed he came into my salon twice and tried to rob me. He’s conflicted, but I know it’ll take some time to get over everything.

  He does have a new partner that seems to be working out a lot better. He’s a younger officer who’s learning the ropes from Mick. I think Mick likes being a mentor to him. As if he can sense my gaze, he looks over at me.

  “This is nice,” he whispers in my ear.

  “Yeah.” I smile and rub his arm. “Next time, we’ll have to invite Barret with us.”

  “Too bad he couldn’t come this time,” Mick replies.

  “Yeah, but he wasn’t about to give up that date with the courier he’s had his eye on for so long.” I laugh. Mick shakes his head.

  “Y'all are so cute.” Lee sighs across the table. “It’s good to see you really happy, Maggie.”

  “I am happy,” I proudly state while looking at Mick. Looking so hot and confident, he peppers kisses along my neck, and my body starts to heat up from head to toe. I can’t wait to get him home.

  Mick

  “Cupcake? Why does my bath towel smell like lube?” Holding the towel to my face, I inhale again and there it is. The aroma of lube is all over my towel. Maggie gives me those fuck me eyes and I already don’t care what she used it for. In fact, I’m starting to get a woody with all the visuals I’m getting, thinking about what she could have used this towel for.

  “Well . . .” She wrings her hands in front of her. She’s a wildcat in the sack and a shy girl before me. I love it. “I was drying off my vibrator and yours was the closest to the sink.”

  “Wait. You used your vibrator without me?”

  I drop the towel and cross my arms. We have sex all the time. My goddess comes every day. I see to it that my woman is thoroughly satisfied. Now, I’m naked and wet from my shower, dripping all over our bedroom carpet. She’s going to see what she does to me. What she’s missing when she uses her vibrator without me. When I got out of the shower, I was already planning on making her scream tonight, but I’m going to play this out. She’s going to be begging for my cock once I’m done.

  “It was when you worked the night shift. I got horny.” Maggie shifts to sit on the bed and I know exactly where this is going. She’s getting hot talking about it and my dick is harder than a diamond, thinking about Maggie using her vibrator. Slowly, I stalk towards her.

  “If you need some lovin’ while I’m working the night shift, you call me. I’ll stop everything, pull over into a secluded lot, and talk you to orgasm. Are we clear?” She nods her head slowly as she spreads her legs, inviting me in. “I want all your moans, I want all your sighs, I want to hear every time you come from now on. Never want to miss a single sigh, gasp, or wet sound. Your orgasms are mine. Only mine, Maggie. You got me?” I kneel before her and remove her panties under her dress.

  “Yes, Mick. Yes. I promise.” If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought she planted that there for me to find and figure out. She loves to tease me. It gets us both hot and the sex is off the charts when we’re like this.

  “Good girl. Now, lay back.” Maggie does as she’s instructed and I open her legs wider so I can see my prize. I blow air across her clit and she moans my name. “Did you call out my name when you used your vibrator?”

  “Yes, always,” she says breathlessly.

  Always. “Mmm.” I give her one tentative lick. That was the right answer. We can continue with the teasing. “Did you miss my cock, cupcake?”

  I kiss her inner thighs and she squirms beneath me.

  “Yes. I thought about your big cock when I touched myself.”

  I stroke my dick to give me some friction. She’s driving me wild with these answers. She’s turned the tables on me. Wildcat. If that’s true, then this is the sweetest torture. I kiss her in the center, right in her sweet spot.

  “Yes! Mick, please.” There’s my begging. I love those words from her lips. I suck her clit in my mouth and don’t let it go. “Yes. Yes. Yes!”

  She grinds against my face. Pulling away from her clit, I wet my finger in my mouth and ease it inside her. I resume my ministrations with her clit, licking and sucking, pleasing her with my tongue and fingers. Obscene sounds permeate the room and I’m forced to stroke my cock with my other hand while I suck and finger her until Maggie comes gloriously on my tongue.

  “Mick! Oh, baby.” Yes. That’s what I wanted to hear. That and one more thing.

  “You want my cock now, baby?” Standing up, I stroke myself as she watches.

  “Yes. You know I want your cock. So bad.” My eyes roll into the back of my head as I cherish those words. I’ll never get tired of hearing Maggie begging for my cock. She’s my goddess.

  “Take off your dress, cupcake, and bend over the bed.”

  She complies quickly. My girl can be very accommodating when she wants my dick. I brace myself over her, encompassing Maggie’s entire body. This is my favorite position. I feel like I’m protecting her, feeling her skin all over mine and entering her from behind. I love that sweet ass. I rub my cock, which is now leaking precum against her core. With one quick thrust, I’m in. Fuck. Maggie is so wet and tight. A perfect fit.

  “God, I love this pussy.” I trail kisses down her neck to her shoulder. She loves that and so do I. For some reason, I can smell how horny she is there. I know when she’s ready for me.

  Maggie wiggles her ass against me, trying to hurry me up, but I pin her down. “Patience, cupcake. Don’t rush me.” I slowly pull out and thrust back in. Damn. Just as good as the first time. I rise up and start thrusting quickly, bouncing my pelvis against her ass. Her noises escalate and soon the whole neighborhood will know what we’re doing. I love it. My hands clench her hips as I pound into her.

  Some tease I am. I’m giving her exactly what she wants. The thing is, it’s e
xactly what I want to do too. This is the best kind of foreplay. I wouldn’t be surprised if she orchestrated this whole thing. Suddenly, I feel her pussy squeeze tightly around my throbbing cock. Maggie comes violently, clutching at the sheets, biting down on the comforter. My dick screams to be released and I can’t hold on any longer. I come hard, growling out my release.

  I collapse on Maggie, feeling our sweat mingle. Damn. That was fun. I’m careful to keep most of my weight off her. “I’m gonna need another shower,” I say into her back.

  “Okay, I’ll take one with you this time.”

  I love shower time with Maggie. It’s the best. We can’t keep our hands off each other. We step into the shower and I hold her for a while. The water cascades over us as we stare into each other’s eyes.

  “Do you think I’ll still get horny when I’m old and gray?” She looks at me with the sincerest look. These are things Maggie worries about, her sex drive going down.

  “Cupcake, I’m going to be one of those dirty men chasing his woman around the nursing home. There’s no stopping this.” I motion between us. “We’re in it for the long haul. You’ll say shit like that and it makes me want to pound you into the bed again and again. Hell, it makes me want to get out my handcuffs again.”

  “Mmm.” She traces my lips and reaches up to kiss me, slowly. Fuck. I love it when she kisses me like that. Her tongue peeks out and slips between the seam of my mouth. And it’s on like Donkey Kong again. Forever with my goddess. Everything I tell her is the truth. I could never stop her and I won’t let her stop me. No matter how many walls she tries to build up, I’ll always break them down. I know it was fate I have this wonderful woman and I’m never letting her go.

  My Maggie. My goddess. My forever.

  The End

  Acknowledgments

  Author’s Note:

  Thank you so much for reading Mick! I hope you enjoyed Mick and Maggie’s story. If you loved them as much as I do or even if you didn’t, it would mean so much if you’d leave an honest review on Amazon. Reviews are so important in helping us authors grow. I’d love to hear your comments and share this reading experience with you!