OBSESSED WITH TAYLOR JAMES

by Toye Lawson Brown

  He let his eyes roam to her firm breasts pressed against his bare chest. His penis twitched as he breathed in her alluring scent. She smelled like freshly sliced cucumbers, an enticing smell that made his mouth water. He cursed his twitching penis as he held her pliant, soft body against his. Now was not the time to get a woody, but he wasn’t sure he could be within a foot of Taylor, and not get a raging erection. A warm sigh left his mouth, making a few wet tendrils of her hair flutter. “I will be okay. I’m far from being penniless.”

  She moved away from him, covering what she could of her ample breasts with folded arms. He had to bite back a smile as her face flashed an implacable expression. “I know that look.”

  “You should. You are relentless, Mario,” she said dropping her arms, so her shape was free of obstructions.

  If I don’t make love to her soon, I’m going to become unhinged His erection strained against the soft cotton of the thick towel. He had been sympathetic of her plight and didn’t want to push sex on her. He wanted her to make the first move. Deep in his own fantasy, he didn’t see it coming. Taylor sprang forward rushing into his arms.

  His arms tightened around her nude body to keep them from tumbling to the floor and hurting themselves.

  Taylor’s lid lowered as her mouth descended to his. Mario’s eyes closed, and his one hand traveled up to the back of her head, his fingers sifted through her thick mass of wet dark hair. She tasted like woman and need, and he responded with an uncontrolled desire that nearly pushed him over the edge. Her tongue teased him between little nibbles on his lips, and it made him want more. Putting pressure to the back of her head, he crushed her mouth to his, wanting to plunder and explore every inch of the sweet mouth. His hand on her waist slid down to cup the soft, firm mound of her butt cheek, bringing her almost fully against him, making him groan into her mouth as their tongues dueled and tasted. She too was responsive, so eager to reclaim what they both had been without far too long.

  She dragged her mouth away panting as she buried her face in his neck. Mario could feel her hot breath against his ear as she trailed licks and nips down the side of his neck. His penis was ready to explode from the pent up pressure of lying next to her night after night and not touching her soft body when she curled into him.

  “Make love to me, Mario. I want…no, I need you to make love to me,” Her saying those words in a seductive voice, made him groan.

  “Are you sure? If you aren’t ready….”

  She pulled back to look at him, her eyes burning with need. “I’m ready. I’m ready to put it all behind me and move forward with you and only you.”

  He picked her up carrying her to the bed. “I’m ready for the same,” he said putting her in the middle of the unmade bed.

  *****

  Longing and apprehension warred in Taylor’s mind, as she lay completely naked on the bed with him leaning over her. “It’s been a long time since we’ve made love, Mario.”

  “Too long, baby,” he growled his hand cupping her breast.

  “That feels so good.” Her breath hitching as he caressed the tops of her breasts lightly making her shiver with desire.

  “You are so incredibly beautiful; I don’t know where to start,” he said in a hoarse voice.

  Taylor’s brain screamed just start anywhere….just touch me now. When his mouth covered hers, the kiss was voracious and filled with longing. While his marauding tongue claimed her, his hands wandered her body, stroking her naked body. Teasing her hardened nipples, skilled fingers playing with the damp curls protecting her womanhood.

  She arched her back releasing a moan into his mouth. She broke free of his kiss. “Now, baby, please,” she begged.

  “Relax and enjoy, baby; we have all day,” he crooned as he kissed down her chest to her stomach letting his tongue circle her belly button, dipping inside. His tongue traveled lower to bathe the lips hidden within to delve into her slick folds to bring incoherent mumbles from her throat.

  Circling his tongue around the fleshy nub, he nibbled with his teeth, alternating with his thumb to stimulate her. He flicked his tongue underneath her clit, darting his tongue inside her womanhood. Taylor’s fingers dug in Mario’s shoulders while pushing her hips upward for his tongue to devour ever bit of her.

  He did things to her no man had ever done. Clutching a fistful of his hair an orgasm took over her body as he mouth closed in on her clit again. He manipulated his tongue harder on her clit until her body quivered, levitating her from the bed. “Oh, my lord!” She grunted trying to push his head away.

  Mario patted her thighs smiling. “The best is yet to come,” he said lying on top of her.

  He smothered her mouth with a kiss and Taylor tasted her essences on his lips. The hardness of his penis pressed against her womanhood as he cradled her beneath him. Sliding her hand between their bodies, she stroked him, raking her long fingers along his sensitive flesh.

  He rolled slightly removing her hand and placing her arm over her head. “Don’t push too much foreplay, baby,” he said positioning his hips between her thighs.

  Slowly, with unbelievable restraint, he eased into her. Just the tip of his penis, then an inch more, and even more after that. Until, finally, he plunged deep, drawing a deep, guttural gasp from both of them.

  Taylor’s muscles reacted by squeezing him, milking him deep inside. She whimpered moving under him, loving the feeling of him inside her again.

  “Wait, don’t move,” he whispered.

  “I’m not.”

  “Damn, baby, its’ been too long, you’re going to make me lose it.”

  Her hands roamed his back. Tracing a light finger from the base of his spine to the nape of his neck. His breath on her neck was hot as his body started to move with small thrusts. Within minutes, he picked up the tempo deepening his thrust until they were rocking together.

  He placed his hands on Taylor’s hips to keep her steady. Her legs closed around his waist squeezing him like a boa trapping its prey. “Yes, baby, that’s it…don’t stop,” she moaned.

  Mario complied, maintaining the motion of his penis on the sensitive area of her clit. Taylor’s body tensed and erupted. He quickened his pace to reach an orgasm with her.

  He lifted his weight to rest on his forearms. Kissing the damp skin of her shoulder, he asked with a smile on his face. “Do you still want to go home?”

  She smiled wiping sweat from his brows and answered, “Eventually, but not today. I do need to check the mail and make sure the house is still standing.”

  “We can do that together. I think Detective Diego is done processing the house and it’s safe for us to go inside.”

  “I have a lot of my family’s history in my house. Generations of photographs and items, that can’t be replaced. As long as those were not damaged, I can move somewhere else and I probably will.”

  “You can move in with me, Taylor. I have plenty of room.”

  “Baby, do you think we are ready for that? I mean this isn’t over yet. There is the trial unless Kelly waives and agrees to a plea deal, and Dillon. I can’t just walk out on him.”

  Mario lifted his hips to withdraw from inside. “We will deal with it. Until Dillon recovers, we’ll help him. As for Kelly, are you ready to face her?”

  Taylor nodded. “Yes I am. I have to know why…that will be my only closure to this ordeal.”

  He rolled off her to his side of the bed. “What about the exposure from the kidnapping? The media is fighting to get your story?”

  “Well, I’ll retain you as my lawyer and you can deal with the media.”

  “I stepped right into that didn’t I,” he said with a laugh.

  “Yes you did. And as my first official duty, I will write a statement for you to give to them. What I do not want is a book deal or any talk shows. I want to put it behind me and not profit from it. What those other women do is on them, but I want no part of anything.”

  Mario traced a finger down her chin. “What you are doing is ex
actly what I expected you would do. I will get the statement to the media when you are ready, and ask that you not be contacted with any other offers. Now that we have that business out of the way, how about a hot shower then breakfast? I’m starving.”

  She patted her stomach. “I am hungry. We can go somewhere to eat but not IHOP; my last experience there was not good.” Her cell phone vibrated on the night table. “I wonder who is calling this early,” she said reaching for it.

  “I’ll start the shower while you answer,” Mario said getting out of bed.

  Chapter 27

  Detective Diego stood in the corner with his arms crossed and his legs slightly apart while Taylor sat at the table. Across from her, Kelly sat quietly in an orange jumpsuit, and her hands cuffed together. With no makeup on and her long dark hair divided into pigtail braids to rest on her shoulders, she looked older than thirty years of age.

  Taylor cleared her throat breaking the silence. “I’m sure you didn’t ask me to come here just to look at you. What do you want to see me about?”

  The tears ran down Kelly’s face without her making any sobbing noises. “I asked you to come so I could apologize to you in person. My attorney advised me to use the guilty plea and let the judge sentence me instead of a jury of my peers.”

  “That might be wise. But, as far as the apology, I don’t know if I can accept it. Why, Kelly? Why did you go so far? I was never a threat to come between you and Dillon.”

  Kelly lifted her cuffed hands to wipe her wet face. “Dillon was going to leave me. He is my first and only love, Taylor. I was losing him forever. You drove me to suspect he was leaving me for you. That you had convinced him to be with you.”

  “That would not have happened. You should have talked to me if what happened between Dillon and me three years ago was bothering you that bad.”

  “It ate me alive knowing Dillon wanted you more than ever. You might not have wanted him but he wanted you to death.”

  “Death…what a word to use. You saw my death as the only way for you to be happy with him. This could have been avoided and you wouldn’t be sitting on the other side of this table waiting for a sentence if you’d just talked to me first. This was senseless and stupid! You have ruined your life for what…..another woman who doesn’t want your man.”

  Kelly broke down. Her body shook and the metal handcuffs scratched the surface of the worn wooden table from her hands dragging back and forth. “Everyone has turned against me. My parents won’t take my calls, my career is over; everything is gone. If I could take it all back, I would.”

  “Cut the tears, Kelly,” Taylor said not moved by them. “You weren’t thinking about anyone, not even yourself when you planned this. What you’re getting you deserve, and I don’t feel sorry for you anymore.”

  “Yup, you are right. It was my priority to get rid of you,” Kelly said sniffing her nose. “You weren’t in my position and don’t know how it is to have the man you love wish he was with someone else. I couldn’t compete with you anymore.”

  Taylor slammed her hand on the table making Detective Diego jump. “You did not have to compete with me…I was not after Dillon! You should have talked to me instead of acting irrational. Kelly, what did you expect to prove with the cameras?”

  Her eyes flickered a brief reluctance then she squared her shoulders. “Dillon was always gone. He was never where he said he was going to be. That didn’t start until you came home and started working together. I knew he was lying to me and I had to see for myself if he was with you.”

  Taylor bared her teeth. “That is just sick! Yes, I made an unforgivable mistake. Dillon made a mistake, but it never happened again, I swear.”

  “Yeah right, because Taylor James is so damn perfect that you are allowed at least one mistake! Well you took a life so don’t sit there and throw stones at me,” Kelly said with a puffy face and red eyes glaring at Taylor.

  “Hey!” Detective Diego yelled from his corner.

  Taylor sat straight, the chair creaking under her weight. “It’s okay, Detective. She has a point. I’m not perfect and yes, I did have a hand in taking a life. But the circumstances behind it far exceed what you did. Those brave women who helped me take him down, did what we had to do. We chose to fight for our lives rather than be butchered by that mother fucker who had already begun to slaughter two other helpless women.” Taylor leaned her upper body across the table. “So yeah, I took a worthless life and saved five others in the process. And, so we are clear, I would do it again if it came to my choosing to live or to have someone else decide my time is up.”

  “I’m sure you will receive a medal rewarding you for your valor, but it still doesn’t change you killed a man and ruined my life.”

  “You can try to bring me down to your level, but it won’t work. When I’m done with you, Detective Diego will open the door for me to walk free. You, on the other hand, will go back to a small cell, and have years to think about how silly it is to be jealous of another person.”

  Kelly stopped crying and turned on an arrogant attitude. “Well, I hope you never learn Mario slept with someone you considered a friend. Although, I would love to see your face if he droned over it wishing he could do it again. Who knows he might become smitten with Sabrina.”

  Taylor got up from the table slamming the chair against it. “I can’t control what he will or won’t do, but be assured I’ll handle it in a mature way instead of hiring an assassin to take care of the problem.”

  Kelly raised an eyebrow and gave a sinister grin. “Touché, Taylor.”

  Disgust filled Taylor’s voice as it fell two octaves. “God, I cannot believe I was blaming me for your actions. Dillon said you are crazy….I believe him and hope any memory of you is wiped clean from his mind.”

  “There is no doubt in my mind you won’t work hard to make him forget about me. But while you are feeling sorry for him, I hope he remembers how he pushed me down the stairs at three month pregnant and made me miscarry. I was able to forgive him for that but in the end I’m the bad person.”

  Taylor froze, her feet would not move. “Why didn’t you say something when I asked you about that night? I asked had you been arguing and you said no. You said you tripped over his briefcase.”

  “He promised if I didn’t say anything we would get married as planned and leave you alone. Only you stayed in the picture and his attraction for you never left. I don’t think he even cared what he did to me after a while.”

  Taylor shook her head speechless. “God, Kelly if you would’ve opened your mouth, all of this could have been handled differently.”

  “And if you would have stayed away, none of it would have happened at all.”

  “Goodbye, Kelly. I will pray for you. One day you will find true happiness with yourself. Detective Diego, I’m ready to go,” she said walking to the door.

  “Yeah, it is time to go,” he said calling for the jailer to release them.

  *****

  Once in the lobby of the Justice Center, Detective Diego and Taylor walked back to police headquarters where Mario was waiting for their return. Taylor had not talked about her visit with Kelly during the short walk. Entering the elevator Detective Diego said, “Ms. James, you handled that very well. Don’t let what she said get to you.”

  “I refused to crumble at her feet,” she said tersely looking straight ahead. “But she is right. If I had stayed away they would be happy together.”

  “That is not always the case. It sounds to me there were problems well before you came along.”

  “I’m not a home-wrecker, Detective Diego. What happened was a mistake I regret and wanted to fix.”

  “We all make mistakes and have to own up to them but she took it too far. You can’t kill a person because they’ve been unfaithful. I’m shocked she wanted to marry him considering he was the cause of her miscarriage.”

  “I can’t believe Dillon would do that. That damn tumor changed his whole personality.”

  “He
was sick and didn’t know it. Well, if he recovers, he will have to answer for his part in Kelly’s mental breakdown.”

  “This is unreal.”

  “Before I forget, I wanted to let you know, we located the items Kelly took from your home stashed in storage bags under a floorboard in the attic of their house.”

  A strange tingling filled Taylor’s chest when Detective Diego said that. She knew Dillon spent a lot of time in his attic fixing it up. She questioned if Kelly was taking the fall for him and he did actually put the cameras in her house.

  Running her hand up the sleeve of her blouse, she approached the subject carefully. “Mario assumed it was a voyeur taking trinkets.”

  “That is part of their MO. But, investigator did not find pictures of Kelly wearing or handling the items you listed as missing. Voyeurs will dress up dolls or put on the items taken from their victims and act as if they are the person they are obsessing over.”

  “That is disturbing as hell, and I don’t understand why she would take those things. None of that stuff is rare, and she could purchase it from any store if she wanted to imitate me.”

  The elevator doors opened, and he held his arm out to keep the door from closing letting her pass before him. “I don’t evaluate them, Ms. James, I only lock them up.”

  She stopped him from entering the department by taking hold of his forearm. “Wait, I have to ask you a question.”

  “Sure, if I can answer it.”

  “Something is very wrong with Kelly’s story.”

  “Lay it on me, what are you feeling is wrong with her story?”

  “It is possible Kelly is taking the fall for Dillon. Did you see the look on her face when I mentioned the cameras? I know Dillon was remodeling his attic. Kelly could have found the videos and stuff he took from my house and used it to blackmail him.”

  Detective Diego nodded. “It is possible she is not telling the complete truth, but she signed a confession stating she stole the keys to your house. She is taking responsibility for everything.”