by Maggie Cole
"Stop," he said to me sternly. "This isn't a joking matter."
"Is there something you aren't telling me?"
"You underestimate Michael. I've seen him in action. We need to take precautions for your safety."
"What did you see him do?"
Jack closed his eyes briefly. "I can't get into that now. Please, do as I ask?"
I knew I had already caused enough stress on him for one day. "All right."
"Thank you." He kissed me, and I felt him start to harden. He pulled back and viewed the time on his phone.
I licked my lips at him.
Jack's dimples popped out. He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder, then gave me a playful swat on the butt. I giggled as he carried me into the bathroom. "I'll give you a reward in the shower."
* * *
Jack
I called my real estate attorney. "I need you to send a letter to Evelyn and revoke all my listings from her."
"Jeez, Jack. What did she do?" Bill questioned.
I sighed. "I don't want to get into it. Just do it, please?"
Evelyn and I had worked together for years. She made a few passes at me at the start of our relationship, but I wasn't into her. Even though I rejected her, she still brought me great real estate deals, and I hadn't thought much about it again. I didn't realize she still harbored feelings for me.
She was an excellent real estate agent and had done well for me over the years, but no one was going to disrespect Maddie.
"But Jack, it was only a little fun," she purred into the phone.
My stomach flipped at the thought that she saw disrespecting Maddie as fun.
There were lots of women, with good reasons to hate or cause me trouble. Never in a million years would I have guessed Evelyn would try to mess with my life.
Once I arrived at the airport, it wasn’t that long before it was time to board. I quickly found my seat, put my carry-on in the overhead bin, sat down, and sighed.
That morning, I woke up to the FBI phone call. They required me to meet them in Tampa. Like usual, I had no idea why they needed me there.
The reason I told Maddie I was going to North Carolina was that I didn't want her to worry. There were many things I couldn't tell her regarding the investigation. I hated lying to her, but I couldn't bear the thought that she would worry about me while I was gone.
Casey had photos of both Michael and Jim, just in case. Maddie wasn't taking security as seriously as I wanted her to, but it occurred to me that maybe it was a good thing. Casey would watch her, and she wouldn't have that extra stress on her.
Relief surged through me when she didn't argue about living in a building with security. I thought she would possibly fight me on it, but she surprised me and agreed.
Besides not being able to be with her for several days, the security issue had my worries in overdrive. I hated the fact I had to leave her. What usually was something I did with no thought was now a nuisance.
"Mr. Stevens, do you want something to drink?" The flight attendant gave me a smile that suggested she was interested in more than just serving me a drink.
I shook my head. "No thanks."
The flight attendant moved on. A girl rushed onto the plane and sat down next to me. I gave her a quick nod and opened my laptop. I could feel her eyes on me. She was attractive, but like the flight attendant, I wasn't interested.
My previous self would have had her in the bathroom, and my hands would have covered her mouth up to contain her cries and moans. Even in the last year, when I swore off women, her attention would have still given my ego a big boost. Now, it was an annoyance.
Maddie was the only person who mattered to me. In fact, she was the only thing on my mind. I closed my eyes again.
The last year of my life had been spent with the FBI. I was ready for all this to be over, and now that I had Maddie in my life, it was even more important to finish this. The quicker Michael and Jim were in jail, the better.
* * *
Maddie
It was lunchtime on Monday. I was at Delaney's with Liv and Meg. I recited my story about what happened with Evelyn. Once again, Meg and Liv exchanged glances, like they could read each other's minds.
"What?"
Meg gave me an uncomfortable glance. "We've known Evelyn for a long time. Last year, at the Field Canes Ball, she was pretty drunk and trapped Liv and me in the bathroom."
I waited for them to continue. "And?"
Liv cleared her throat. "She went on and on about how fine Jack Stevens was and made comments about his ass and how she wanted to lick it."
"Evelyn mentioned that Jack was the bachelor to snatch, then spouted off about all his properties and the millions she made off him over the last eight years." Meg shifted in her seat.
"What did Jack say when you told him?"
Meg and Liv eyed each other. Meg shook her head. "We didn't."
"Why not?"
"We figured she was super drunk. We felt bad for her that she had it that bad for Jack when he obviously had no interest in her. I'm sorry, Maddie, we didn't realize she would be vicious like that," Liv apologized.
"I know you didn't. But now I need to find a new real estate agent and start from scratch," I sighed.
"Hey, I think Tom has a place in Chelsea almost ready to rent. The last tenant destroyed the place, and we had to remodel the entire unit." Liv rolled her eyes in disgust.
"Why do renters trash places? I don't get it!"
"No idea. Do you want to go check it out?"
"Really? That would be great! Does it have security? Jack thinks I need it."
Liv picked up the phone. "Yes, it does. I think that's a smart move. Let me call our agent to see if she can meet you over there after work."
A few hours later, I met with Tom and Liv's agent Carol.
"They painted today, so don't touch any walls," she warned, as I stepped into the front door.
The apartment was an open floor plan with a nice master, full kitchen, and family room. The windows were almost floor to ceiling, and let in a ton of light.
"What do you think?"
It was perfect. "I'll take it!"
"Great. Let me send the contract over to the office tomorrow?"
"That is perfect. Thanks, Carol, I appreciate you showing it to me so quickly."
"That's my job. If you know anyone else who needs a real estate agent, I'd love to help them out."
"Give me your card. I might know someone."
16
Jack
I spent three and a half grueling days with the FBI, missing Maddie and just wanting to go home.
Apparently, a new shipment was scheduled, and the party would be bigger than ever. One of the agents found the invite on the dark web. Michael and Jim were getting greedy because the starting bid levels were higher than ever.
The whole thing made me sick. For three and a half days, my stomach was in a constant state of nausea.
I received a text from Maddie. She wanted me to meet her at a dinner party. I didn’t even ask who’s party it was. The last thing I wanted to do was share her with anyone after being gone for three and a half days. I wanted to spend the night making her shake beneath me, call out my name, and listen to her beg me to give her the high she craved.
But if she wanted me at a dinner party, then I would go. I wouldn’t be the guy who didn’t support what she wanted to do. I dropped my suitcase off at the penthouse and grabbed a quick shower.
The good news was that it wasn’t far from the penthouse. Any extra minutes I could have with her, I would take. A quick walk home and we could be alone.
I took a deep breath and texted her that I was there.
* * *
Maddie
The week flew by fast. Besides some quick text messages and a few short phone calls, I didn’t get to talk to Jack a lot. I signed my lease and got the key to my new apartment. I kept it a secret from Jack, and I wanted to surprise him when he returned.
I sent him a text
, “Have to go to a dinner party at six near your penthouse. Meet me there?”
“Sad to share you, but yes. Send me the address.”
I smiled. I could only imagine how sad Jack was and guessed he was ready to have me naked all night.
I didn’t have any furniture in my new place yet, but I brought a few blankets and pillows, some candles, a mini speaker for music, and ordered some take-out.
Jack texted me right at six. “I’m standing outside. Are you inside yet?”
“Yes, come up, I gave your name to the security desk. Tell them you are here for eight-zero-two.”
Jack soon was knocking on my door. I opened it up wearing red high heels, black fishnets, and a red bra and garter belt. My black hair was curled long, and the red lipstick I knew drove Jack crazy was on my lips.
“Holy shit!” His wide-eyed, dimpled grin flooded his face. He stepped in and drew me into a long kiss. He pulled back and glanced around. “Tell me there isn’t a dinner party in the other room?”
“It’s a secret sex club.”
He cocked his head to the side, not sure if I was serious or not.
“I’m joking. This is my new place!” I beamed.
He picked me up, twirled me around, and gave me another quick kiss. “Looks perfect! How did you find it? It wasn’t on our list.”
“Tom owns it. They were about to relist it. They remodeled it after the last tenant trashed it.”
Jack peered around some more and smiled. “Congratulations, Maddie. You did it!”
I grabbed his hand and led him over to my picnic. I unbuttoned a few of his top buttons and pointed. “Sit.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice dressed like that.”
I opened a bottle of wine and handed him a glass. “Tell me about your trip.”
“No offense, Maddie, but the last thing I want to talk about is business right now.” He put the glass on the floor and crawled over on top of me, so my back was bent to the ground underneath my legs.
“Why not?” I giggled, as his mouth found mine in an urgent kiss.
“I missed you,” he mumbled, and took his finger and swirled it on my torso.
“I missed you too.”
“I’m glad you didn’t torture me with a dinner party full of people after not touching you for three and a half days.”
I giggled. “Don’t forget that half-day!”
Jack smiled, and his dimple popped back out. “The half-day was extra torture.”
I giggled again.
His long fingers traced the outside of my womanhood.
“So…you aren’t hungry?”
“Oh, I’m hungry all right.” He leaned in and took a nibble on my neck. His already hard dick grazed my body.
“In fact, this meal is all I’ve been thinking about.” He took his hand and pushed my bra strap over my shoulder.
I slid my feet from under my butt and put them in front of me. Then, I took my foot and slowly moved it on Jack’s leg. I batted my eyes at him. “But I brought sushi.”
“Sushi can wait.” Jack grabbed under my shoulders and rolled over while he pulled me on top of him.
I put my face right next to his. “What about my bag of tricks? Do you want to see those?”
He gave me a sly look. “Bag of tricks?”
“Oh, you know. Just a few things I thought you might enjoy...”
Jack’s eyes were wide with curiosity and amusement, “What’s that, Ms. Burns?” His hand pulled me in for another passion-filled kiss, as he grabbed my ass with his other hand and squeezed it gently.
I mischievously leaned over to his ear. “I have a gift for your cock.”
Jack let out a roar, “Really? Now you have me curious.”
“Have you been a good boy or a bad boy?” I kissed his collarbone and opened his shirt up more.
He let out a small moan and squeezed my ass harder. “I was a very good boy when I was gone, but I plan on being very naughty tonight.”
Little bursts of adrenaline shot through my veins as he started to slap my ass and rub it after.
My junkie was back. And she was ready to get high.
I let out a little moan as he slapped my ass again and drove my clit up against his pulsating dick. “You like it when I slap your ass?” he whispered.
I nodded.
“Tell me,” he ordered as he slapped it again. My clit once again felt the hardness of his manhood through his pants.
“I love it when you slap my ass, Jack, but I prefer your dick to hit my clit naked, so take off your fucking pants.”
Jack’s head jerked in surprise at my dirty talk. Once again, his dimples popped out. “Yes, ma’am!”
I pushed my body off him, knelt on both sides, and unzipped his pants. I slid them off and made my way to his massive erection, then I took him in my mouth all the way and grazed it up with my teeth.
“Maddie,” Jack gasped and grabbed my hair to lower my head.
I gave him a few more rounds and tasted his precum. I sucked his cap a bit then crawled back up on top of him. I teased, “What do you want me to give you, Jack?”
“Whatever you want, I’m not picky.” He grabbed my head and pulled my face toward him, then found my tongue quickly.
“Close your eyes then.” He quickly shut his eyes and humored me. “Don’t open them until I tell you, or you won’t get your present for your cock.”
I grabbed the cock ring I had bought and a lubricant that was supposed to enhance our sensations. I rubbed the lube on Jack’s cock. “Jesus, Maddie,” he muttered, as my hands slid over his cock with the lube a few times to heat it up.
“You like it?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I stopped. “Say it out loud, Jack.” He always made me tell him things out loud, so I decided it was his turn to tell me.
“Feels amazing."
"You want more?"
"Yes! I want more!” His schoolboy grin was on his face, and his eyes were still closed.
I positioned my body over him, with my back to his face and my knees on both sides of his body. His hands found my back, and he rubbed his warmth into my body. I grabbed the cock ring and slipped it over his shaft.
“What’s that?” Jack still had his eyes shut.
I didn’t respond and turned the vibrator on, and in one swoop slid fully onto his big, hard cock.
“Fuck, Maddie,” he bellowed out.
I gathered my senses and started to grind on him backward, while the vibrator slapped at my nub.
Jack must have opened his eyes. He sat up, and started to kiss my back, then moved all my hair to one side.
I moaned.
“You’re so hot in this outfit,” Jack mumbled, between muffled kisses.
I grabbed the back of his neck with my bent arm and hoisted myself on him some more.
“You drive me crazy.” Jack unhooked my bra and threw it to the side. His big hands wrapped around me, and he started to play with my nipples.
“Mmm.”
Jack slowly started to massage my nipples. His kisses fluttered across my neck as he nibbled and gently bit my skin.
“Ah…”
“So delicious,” he murmured, as I arched my back in response to his touch.
I ground down on him harder as the bullet sent volts through my nub.
He grabbed me and pushed me off him. “Kneel forward on your hands, Maddie.”
I did as I was told, and got on my hands and knees. Jack re-entered me, grabbed my shoulders, and pulled me into him.
“Did you get this outfit for me?”
The new position made the vibration of the cock ring hit my ass over and over, as he grabbed my hips and thrust faster.
“Yes, Jack.”
“Did you think about my cock all week?”
I was out of breath, slightly dizzy, and quickly moved to the top of the rollercoaster, “Yes, all week.”
The lube I put on Jack before the cock ring started to heat up, and the tingles were hot. Jack slappe
d my ass, hard. He quickly brought it back to my body and rubbed his hand on my cheek.
It about sent me over the edge. “Oh, God, Jack!”
“I thought of all the ways I wanted to make you cum, while I was gone. I couldn’t decide which one I wanted the most.” Jack’s hands moved back to my nipples, and he massaged them between his warm fingers and thumbs before he grabbed my hips and pulled my body into him more.
My body was so hot now. My outsides and insides had a steady heat, and Jack’s words were setting me on fire even more. He kissed the top of my shoulder. “Did you think about me making you cum when I was gone?”
“Y...yes.” My voice sounded hoarse, and my chest heaved with heavy breath.
Jack continued to whisper. “Did you think about me licking your pussy or sucking your clit?”
“Oh, God,” I moaned not sure how much longer I could hold out, as I got more turned on by Jack’s dirty talk.
Jack wasn’t done yet. He thrust hard in me. “Did you think about my cock hitting your sweet spot over and over?”
“God, yes!”
“I thought about you and all the ways I wanted to make you call out my name. How I wanted to make you fly higher than before. Do you want to fly, baby?”
I was going to explode. My vagina started to contract around his penis involuntarily. “Please, Jack.”
“Not yet, baby. I want to keep you high like this.” My drug dealer knew his role.
My entire body was on edge, my eyes wild with lust, and my nerves crazy with the heat and vibrations. Jack’s girth and length filled me and crashed over and over against my walls.
“I...I...oh shit!” I closed my eyes and panted as Jack grabbed me around my waist and pulled me into him.
“Want me to cum with you baby?” Jack knew full well that I wanted nothing more.
I nodded.
“Tell me.”
“Please. I want to cum.”
He slipped the bullet off the cock ring, wrapped his hand around me and pushed it against my clit. He ruptured me into my high and sent me into oblivion. Jack exploded in me with a powerful force, and his body forcefully convulsed behind mine.