Black Mercy (San Francisco Rock Romance Book 1)

by Stacy McWilliams

  I glanced around as I spoke. There was lots of nodding and whispered conversations going on, but I was desperate by this point to get home. I wanted to have dinner with the kids and see how Amber was settling in. I also wanted to fuck. I glanced over at Emily and she gave me a wink when she caught me looking at her. I wondered if I could convince her to have a threesome with me and Kitty after the meeting?

  She rubbed the line along her top and licked her lips before pulling her one into her mouth, then letting go with her teeth. I started to get hard and as I watched her. Her nipples hardened under her top. I smirked at her and she moved her hand up, rubbing her nipple.

  Harris nudged me and I shook my head. She smiled and looked away. I glanced at him. He leaned close, whispering in my ear, “take you head out of your cock for a minute will you?” I laughed at him and he smiled, leaning in again. “Come on man, this is serious. Please don’t fuck this up. These fuckers could ruin our company.” I nodded at him and glanced around. While we’d been talking, all other conversations dried up and everyone was watching us.

  “So do we agree?” Harris asked and I smiled at him. He was always my right hand man, even though he was sitting on my left. Oh hell, that wouldn’t do. That wouldn’t do at all. I’d need to make sure from now on, he sat at my right. Fuck, the tiredness and horniness was starting to addle my brain.

  I glanced up and everyone nodded. “Excellent. I’m heading back to work. Harris can you get the lawyers onto this? Quinn and Lewis, can you let the two fuckwits know that they’ll be gone by the end of next week?” Harris nodded, heading into his office, four doors down from my own. Quinn and Lewis left us there and headed to the second floor.

  I strolled into my office and my eyes nipped with tiredness. I hadn’t slept much last night, so an early night was definitely on the cards. A knock sounded at my door and I ran my hands over my face and through my hair, then down until I was holding onto my neck. “Come in,” I moaned, feeling sleepy. When I looked up, Wendy was standing there holding my coffee cup. “Ah Wendy, you’re a lifesaver. Thank you.”

  She smiled and handed me the cup, walking to the door, but stopping just before she walked out. She turned back and spoke really quickly and nervously.

  “Mr Michaels, it’s my daughters’ birthday today. I was wondering. I mean, would it be okay if I left at five today?” I looked at the clock on the desk and saw it was twenty past three. I mentally calculated what I needed to get done. “It’s fine Wendy, Kitty can field the calls and I’ll handle the rest. You take off now and take tomorrow off too. Spend the weekend with your family. But could you come in Sunday night so I can run down everything I need you to do Monday while I’m out?”

  She smiled and her whole demeanour shifted. She’d seemed hunched and nervous when she walked in, but now she stood straight and smiled. “Sure. Thanks Mr Michaels.” She turned and rushed out of the door. I took a sip from my coffee. I fired up my computer, ready to deal with the press release for Hard Rain’s album, the cover up for Cassie and Lucca and to check the sales figures for the last quarter. As it loaded, I closed my eyes and lay my head back on the chair.

  Another quiet knock sounded at the door and Kitty strolled in. “Mase, I need a word.”

  Her tone was firm and when I looked into her eyes, I shrugged my shoulders. “Can’t this wait Kitty? I have shit to do.”

  She squared her shoulders and sauntered towards me, pulling one of the chairs closer around the desk. As she sat down, Emily from Hard Rain knocked, and walked in. My fantasy of having both of these girls together reared its head again. Emily was gorgeous. She had dark flawless skin, coal black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Her lithe models body was encased in tight Capri pants and a tank with a long blouse over it, belted at the waist. Emily paused upon seeing Kitty and smiled as she was about to back out.

  “Come on in Emily.” I spoke clearly, sitting up straight. “Have a seat on the couch, while I speak to Kitty.” Her eyes lit on Kitty and I saw approval on her face. Kitty stared at me the whole time and her hands moved into fists as I looked at her. She leaned closer. “I want to end you fucking me, Mason. I can’t do this anymore. It’s tearing me apart.”

  I nodded at her and wondered if I could get her to agree. As she glanced over nervously at Emily, I hit upon an idea. “How about a final fuck, to end things, Kitty? I wanna fuck her and you together?” She sat back in her and glanced over at me as I swivelled in my chair, my boner standing to attention as I watched her.

  She smirked at me and I knew I’d convinced her. “This is the last time. No more blowjobs and no more spanking. Though I gotta say, I’m gonna miss it.” She ran her finger up and down the ridge of my trousers, emphasising how much she was gonna miss it. I stood, righted myself and walked over to the door, locking it in place. I turned around and Kitty was sitting astride Emily, kissing her neck as Emily looked at me. She smirked. I’d fucked her a few times and she knew my MO, but I couldn’t wait to fuck both of them.

  I moved closer, watching as Emily pulled Kitty’s top down and sucked one of her nipples. Emily’s hand closed over the other breast, and Kitty was grinding on her as I watched. I loved this sight. AsI got closer both girls stopped and turned their attention to me. Kitty stood and unclipped my belt; Emily ran her fingers up my t-shirt, pulling it over my head. She licked her lips and kissed my chest; Kitty pulled my pants down. She dropped to her knees and sucked me into her mouth as I kissed Emily hard. I slipped my fingers into Emily’s Capri’s and ran them down over her clit. She sucked in a breath and bit my lip gently as my hand pressed hard. I slipped my finger lower and pushed inside, and she rode my hand.

  After a few minutes Kitty pulled back and pushed me onto the couch, before slipping her lips over me again. Fuck, I thought. This was fucking amazing. Emily groaned as I continued sucking hard on her nipples. Writhing as my hand stroked inside her. She came hard and bit down on my shoulder to stop from crying out. After a moment, the girls swapped over and Kitty slid her naked crotch over my hand. I knew what she liked though. Instead of instantly fingering her, I pulled her close. Her body flush against mine, and I spanked her ass. Her moans into my shoulder turned me on more and I began fucking Emily harder in the mouth.

  I pushed Kitty back a little and slipped my hand up her skirt I pushed two fingers inside, letting her ride my hand, while my thumb pressed onto her clit. My other hand I brought around and fisted it in Emily’s hair as spots filled my vision. I sucked Kitty’s nipple and bit down gently. She came a moment later and I followed within seconds. But I wasn’t finished yet. I wanted to fuck both of these girls. I reached into my pants and grabbed my wallet. I pulled out two rubbers, placing them beside me as we all caught our breath.

  “Girls,” I spoke, still breathless, “I wanna fuck both of you, while you are going down on the other. Is that okay with you?” Both girls looked at each other and nodded while I smiled at them. Emily was running her hand over my cock since I was still sporting a semi. But I didn’t wanna fuck just yet. “Emily come up here,” I said as I patted the couch to my left. She came up straight away. “I wanna sit in the middle as you two make out over me. I wanna see you fingering each other while I watch from here.” The girls smiled at each other and nodded. They both leaned over me as I sat back to watch the show.

  Kitty moved across me and Emily met her half way. Their lips locked and their hands moved across me, slipping together as they began to kiss and finger fuck each other. My cock grew hard just watching and I palmed myself. After a minute or two, Emily and Kitty’s hands wrapped around my cock, one on each side. They gave me a hand job while fingering each other.

  Just before I came again, I moaned, “stop girls.” They both stopped panting and looked down at me. “Kitty, lie down. Emily, sit over Kit.” Both girls moved almost instantly and as soon as Kitty started tonguing Emily, my body tensed and I had to pinch my wrist. Yep, it was really happening. I grabbed one of the rubbers sitting beside me, and rolled it on.

  I turned
towards the girls and almost shot my load at how fucking awesome they looked. I ran my finger across Kitty’s cunt. I smacked her, making her gush before I pushed into her. I grabbed Emily, pulling her towards me as I fucked in and out at a punishing pace. I toyed with Emily’s tits and sucked her tongue into my mouth. Emily started to shake and I looked down to see Kitty pushing her fingers in while she sucked on Emily’s clit.

  Seeing this undid me and I came hard. Kitty followed and Emily bit into my shoulder as she came. I sat back, breathing hard and groaning in pleasure. I couldn’t believe how much of a lucky fuck I was, having these two gorgeous girls under me. I couldn’t wait to fuck Emily too, but I heard a pounding on my office door. I stood up, righting myself. Kitty grabbed Emily by the hand and pulled her into the hidden bathroom, closing the door gently as I stood and checked my appearance in the mirror of my drinks cabinet.

  I poured myself a drink, then walked to the door, opening it to Harris and Dick One. Great. Just what I needed. I couldn’t be bothered to deal with this cocksucker. “What’s up?” I asked, ignoring him and looking directly at Harris.

  “We need to talk. Tom has some stuff to tell you.”

  I nodded across to the meeting room, watching Tom shuffling from foot to foot. Harris turned and walked straight across and Tom followed. I was half way out of my door before I remembered the two girls in my bathroom. I shouted over to the dick and Harris, “I’ll be over in a minute. I’ve just remembered about the email I have to send. Harris, get the coffees will you? I’ll be over in two.”

  I turned and walked back into my office, opening the bathroom door, to see Emily, standing at the sink, fixing her hair while Kitty was sitting on the toilet, with the lid down. “Girls can we finish this later? I need to go to a meeting.”

  Emily nodded and kissed me full on the lips. She ground against me before she swaggered out, leaving me a little breathless. Kitty stood up and smiled sadly at me. “Fuck, Mason, that was the hottest sex we’ve ever had, but I can’t do this again. We’re done.”

  “If that’s what you want. I’m cool with it.” I answered her honestly, bored with the conversation. But if she thought she could just waltz back in here, horny, after a week or two, then she had another thing coming. “Listen, Greg’s going to Denver to set up a studio there, why don’t you go with him? It’ll take a few months which will give you time to clear your head.”

  She smiled up at me and walked by me into the office. I turned to face her, closing the door after her. She stood fidgeting, “Yeah I think I’ll do that. Thanks Mase.” I nodded at her in dismissal and walked over to the conference room. I wondered if this day would ever end?

  Amber

  I woke up from my crash at four pm, feeling hot and bothered. The dreams about Mason had turned me on. I wondered if he was as fit in real life as he was in my dreams? I wandered into the en suite and rummaged through my bags for some shower gel, hoping for a cold shower to turn me off.

  Squeezing the gel, I started washing myself. I imagined Mason’s hands as I rolled my nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I trailed my hand downwards, turning the spray on the shower up full. I let it pelt me as I ran a finger through my mound. I could feel how turned on I was as I slipped a finger inside. I took the showerhead from the wall, holding it between my legs. I pushed another finger in, picturing him licking his lips as he watched me. I went harder and faster until I shattered, leaning back against the wall, riding out my orgasm.

  I went back to washing after my little display. I dried and braided my hair, crawling back into my shorts and tank set without underwear. I sat in the window seat and began to lose myself in a book, but after an hour I was feeling sleepy.

  As I moved to go back to bed, my cell started to ring and I dived for it. I hoped it would be Lexa, letting me know what was going on at the hospital. But it was Henry. I knew I had to take this call. Had to deal with him eventually, but I didn’t want to at all.

  Taking a deep breath before I pressed connect, I mentally counted backwards from ten in my head. When I reached one, I hit answer, but didn’t speak. His angry tone shot over the line as soon as it dawned on him that I’d answered.

  “How could you do that Amber? You said none of that meant shit to you and you go and take back gifts that I’d given Jess.” My whole body tensed. For a moment I’d thought he was calling to apologise to me for trying to steal my stuff and pass it on to his girlfriend. Laughter shot out of me and I hung up on him, ignoring him as he tried to call again.

  My stomach rumbled and I realised I hadn’t eaten a thing since that bite of cake after my run. I shoved on some yoga pants over my PJ’s and went in search of the kitchen. After wandering around for half an hour I finally found the right room. There was an older woman, with greying hair in a bun. She had glasses perched on her head and a large tummy tucked into sand coloured trousers under a black long-sleeved top. She stood at the side of a massive range, cooking a delicious smelling dish. There was also a plate of muffins and some cupcakes on a tray.

  She turned around as I entered, smiling as I moved towards her. “Hello dear, you must be Amber? Mr Michaels said you were starting today. How are you settling in?”

  My stomach rumbled, filling the kitchen with its sound. She laughed, even though I was completely mortified. “Ah, you must be hungry then dearie? Sit down at the counter there and I’ll fix you something to eat. Would you like a drink?” I slumped down onto a seat at the island and glanced around. The entire kitchen was pale marble, with gold flakes in it and the cupboards were a rich brown colour with gold leaves for handles. It was breathtaking.

  I smiled and nodded as she passed me over a muffin, saying, “here nibble that. Now would you like a sandwich or would you like something more filling? I’ve made chicken, mushroom and white wine sauce, with wild rice for dinner. I can spare some now for you if you’d rather?”

  I opened my mouth to speak when an older man came in. “Well Betty love, if you’re offering dinner early, I won’t say no.” He turned and winked at me. I smiled at him before trying to introduce myself.

  “Hi, I’m Am…”

  His smile lifted even higher as he sat down beside me at the kitchen island, “I know who you are Amber. You’re the girl my grandson’s hired to look after his two wee bairns.” I glanced at him and went to shake his hand when Helena bounded into the kitchen. She looked around and furiously made a beeline for me.

  “What the devil do you mean by it? Taking my room? Who do you think you are?” I sat back and glared at her as she stood over me, her rage causing her to prod me in the shoulder.

  I moved my chair backwards and stood up to face her. “I did not take your room. I was shown to an empty room this morning and was told to make myself at home. I will not be spoken to like this for doing nothing wrong. I don’t know what your problem with me is, but I suggest you get over it. Fast.”

  Mason’s grandfather started chortling away beside me as I stared her down. I didn’t move, nor flinch as she turned, storming towards the door. “I’m going to call Mason and have a word with him about your fucking attitude. If you wanna work here you’ll need a serious attitude adjustment. You’re just the staff and have no right to behave like this.”

  I moved back towards her, “I don’t know what century you’re living in, but this is the twenty-first and you better watch your mouth. I would never, ever, speak to my staff like you just have. You’re lucky I haven’t batted you on the mouth for it.” Her whole body tensed as I spoke to her and I tightened my hands into fists so I didn’t reach out and clobber her for her snotty, brat-nosed behaviour.

  She stepped towards me, so we stood toe to toe and muttered, “I’d like to see you try.” Her grandfather got up and placed a hand on my arm, causing me to step back. I wouldn’t fight her with him present. It would be disrespectful.

  He stood in front of her now and spoke to me. “You sit down, Amber. Betty will fix you a plate of her marvellous creation while I have a word with my grandd
aughter here. Helena, come with me.” As he said this he turned and left the kitchen. “Save a plate for me, Betty,” he threw over his shoulder as he led Helena out by the arm. The door was left opened a slither and I heard every word.

  “Do not disrespect your brother by treating his staff in such a disrespectful manner. You will go in there and apologise to that girl right now.” His tone was brisk and he sounded angry.

  “But Pops, he’s only hired her for her ass. He doesn’t even know if she’ll make a good nanny and I don’t like it or her.” She sounded like a petulant child and I smirked into my hand. I put a bit of banana muffin into my mouth, groaning at how good it tasted.

  “It’s not for you to like. She’s his employee and the more you bump your gums, the more he’s gonna dig his heels in and have her stay. It’d be best for everyone if you keep your tongue in your head and let them figure it out. She’s gonna realise that it isn’t the life of roses being in the employ of a rock star, and if she can stomach the crazies and the paps then fair play to her. Now away and apologise. Now.”

  After a few moments the kitchen door creaked back open. Betty passed me over a steaming plate of food. I picked up a forkful and put it into my mouth, ignoring the burning sensation I was getting from my back. I knew she was standing there behind me. When she moved to the side of the island, only then did I look up from my plate.

  “Sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that.” I nodded at her as she shuffled from foot to foot and twisted her hand around her wrist. As soon as I nodded she turned and walked out, closing the door behind her. I lifted another forkful of my food and was about to put it in my mouth, when a tiny blonde fireball toddled into the kitchen, followed by Mason’s mother and baby Lucca. As soon as she saw me sitting there, she hurried over, speaking quickly as she rushed towards me. “Ah Amber. Here, take Lucca a moment please while I catch Sophia.” Sophia at this point was toddling around and around the kitchen island. I placed my fork down and scooped baby Lucca into my arms.