by Penny Blush
“Maybe, you should, I don’t know, look further in the back of the cupboard,” she said. Pushing her ass back against me, and now it was my turn to stifle a moan.
“In the back?” I asked rubbing my cock against her harder.
“Umm-hum.”
“All the way in the back?”
“Umm-hum,” she replied as I squeezed her hip, pulling her back against me.
“I can’t see it,” I slid a hand up her leg, across her ass resting my hand on her hip.
“Baby, what are you doing?” She asked innocently like she couldn’t feel my growing hard-on.
“What I just needed to steady myself, I would hate to overbalance.” I couldn’t help the smile spreading across my face.
“Oh really?” she asked.
“Yeah well, I wouldn’t want to fall into you,” I said thrusting my hips forward.
Hedge gasped, rocking her hips against me. I slid my hand up over her tank top, my fingers tracing the mound of her breast that was all but spilling out of her top. We both moaned when I dipped my finger into the cup of her bra, grazing her nipple.
Her phone chose that moment to ring, startling her causing her to knock the bottle of water over making her squeal. Ignoring me, my boner and her own lust she answered the phone.
“Tabby, Hey there chickadee.”
I could hear the mumbling of conversation through the phone, but I was not paying attention. What I was paying attention to was, the way she stood upright and leant against me. Sinking back and melting into me.
“Oh, nothing,” she said into the phone. “Yeah upstairs I think, let me go check.” She stepped from my embrace, and reluctantly I let her go. She stopped in the kitchen doorway, turning back to face me with a devious look on her face. “Yeah, he’s here why?” She bit her lip looking at me as she listened to Tabby. “No, he’s good, doing a lot better. He’s been for a run actually,” if she didn’t get off the phone soon, I was going to make her! “Umm short… black… umm-hmm… right… pulled back.”
What the ever-loving fuck could they be talking about?
She sucked in a breath and moaned, the sounding making my cock twitch.
“Oh, my God. Right!” Then a very naughty sparkle bloomed in her eyes. “What’s he doing, right now? Getting me wet,” she giggled but gasped again locking eyes with me when I growled at her, she was having a lot of fun teasing me. “No, he spilt a bottle of water on me.”
She kicked off her shoes backing away from me, and I could only hear the one-sided conversation, and it was starting to piss me off. Acting like I was unaffected by her little game I leant against the door frame.
“All down the front of me… wet… hard… my panties are drenched… saturated… dripping, all down my skin.”
Annnnnd I’m done.
I took off after her following the trail of clothes like breadcrumbs that would lead to the sweetest candy. I picked up her shoes from the kitchen floor, her shorts from the entryway. Her tank top from the stairs and her bra from the apartment door handle. As soon as I kicked, the door closed behind me, I dumped them all on the floor and went in search of my prize.
“What took you so long?” She asked looking over her shoulder sensing me coming into the bedroom.
“I was waiting for you to get naked,” I replied.
My eyes fixated on the hot purple lace of the cheeky panties that she favors that scarcely cover her ass. I used to be a thong guy, and then I saw Hedge’s perfect ass clothed in sexy-as-fuck cheeky panties. Man Made Marvels that expose the perfect amount of creamy flesh while keeping just enough hidden to be a tease. I stood behind her my thumbs slipping into her panties at her hips.
“Why did you need to wait?” She sighed resting her head on my shoulder, and I pulled her against me.
“Because being around you is becoming very expensive,” I growled pulling at the lace tearing them from her body. “That brings my underwear IOU to about five hundred dollars.”
She stood before me in all her naked glory. She grabbed my hands off her hips bringing them up to her breasts, cupping them moaning in satisfaction.
“Memphis, why is it that I am always naked and you’re not?” She demanded grinding back on me. “Baby get naked now.”
“I would Baby Girl, but you need to release the death grip on my hands,” I chuckled.
Hedge had her hands-on top of mine using our fingers and palms to massage and tease her sensitive flesh. Grumbling she begrudgingly let go, freeing my hands allowing me to make quick work of ripping off my clothes.
“Baby, hurry, please,” Hedge sounding just as needy as I felt.
“Hands on the bed,” I demanded.
The run along with her sass, mixed in with the conversation she had with Tabby. Topped off with her walking striptease, had me rock hard and wanting to take her hard and fast.
“Are you getting bossy Mr Blue?” Holy fucking shit balls. I swear to God, Hedge calling me Mr Blue with her voice all laced with sass almost made me lose my load. “You know I, don’t take orders. I’m the shop manager that means that I am the boss. That means you can’t tell me what to do, Mr Blue.”
Wanna make a bet?
“Hands on the bed now.”
“What will happen if I don’t meet your demands?” She looked at me over her shoulder adding huskily, “Mr Blue.”
“Punishment,” I growled.
I placed my hand between her shoulder blades and pushed. Like a right little minx, she bent forward at the hips placing her hands on the bed. Hedge being Hedge and needing to prove that she was still in control, shimmied her ass at me. I brought my hand down on her perky little ass. The crack of skin on skin echoing around the room mixing in with her needy moan.
Holy fuck, my girl was naughty. Okay, Sweetness game on! I ran my hand over the pink mark on her ass cheek. Fucking beautiful.
“Legs. Open,” I ordered. Hedge swayed her hips teasing me. I spanked her cute ass again. “Now.”
She swayed her hips again, but this time she obeyed stepping to the side opening herself up to me.
I stood back, not touching her, taking my rock-hard cock in my hand stroking up and down my hard-steel.
My eyes travelled over her body.
Caressing her shapely legs, the smooth skin of her thighs, the delicate curve of her ass, her desire-swollen pussy on display begging to be touched.
Hedge swayed her ass at me again getting impatient, moaning under her breath. I smacked her ass again loving the hitch in her breath, the way her skin blushed at my touch. I could see how turned on she was her pussy glistening with her longing and need.
“Baby Girl, do you want me?” I asked stroking myself harder.
“Yes,” she gasped
I couldn’t help it I smacked her ass again, smirking I re-asked the question injecting as much authority as possible in my tone.
“Do you want me?”
“Yes, Mr Blue.”
“Do you want it hard and fast?” I made my voice rumble, “or soft and slow?”
“Hard, Mr Blue,” she stammered. “I want you to fuck me hard and fast.”
Yes, Ma’am! Hedge’ voice held so much need and lust it was palpable. I gripped my cock hard attempting to damp down my urge to slam into her making her scream my name. Instead, I dropped to my knees behind her, grabbed her hips and buried my face in her dripping pussy. The instant my tongue speared into her core, she detonated screaming my name.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God” she stuttered.
I was relentless. I wouldn’t let up until she had cum again. I licked and sucked, lapping at her juices.
I sucked on her clit, the tiny bundle of nerves pulsing with desire. I ran my fingers through her folds, sliding a finger into her warm heat.
“Fuck, Memphis, please,” she whimpered.
I added a second finger, flattening my tongue over her clit applying pressure. Her inner walls pulsed and gripped at my fingers. I could feel her orgasm building, which spurred me on increasing the sp
eed that I fucked her with my fingers and lapped at her with my tongue.
“Memphis… Fuck… Oh God,” she panted, reaching back with one hand gripping my hair in her fist, grinding her pussy on my face.
“Cum for me Baby Girl, now,” I commanded.
The demanding tone in my voice triggered her release, she screamed out my name again and mumbled incoherently, as she rode the wave of pleasurable release. I licked and teased and stroked her as she shuddered through the last remnants of her orgasm. Her fingers untangled from my hair as she fell forward, no longer able to hold herself up, crawling up onto the bed collapsing onto the pillows.
Oh, I’m sorry Baby Girl, but I am not done with you just yet.
I crawled up the bed behind her kissing my way up the back of her legs, and I couldn’t help but run my tongue up her pussy once again, Hedge whimpered at my touch making me chuckle. I kissed the swell of her left ass cheek biting and nibbling my way up her spine. I pushed her legs further apart making room for my body. I rested my hard cock between her legs, my palms on the pillows above her head holding my weight off her as I kissed and nuzzled her neck. She turned her head lazily kissing me.
“Baby Girl, you dead?” I asked chuckling.
“Umm-humm, hum pudn’” she mumbled.
“Are you sure?” I asked, widening her legs, opening her up further, rubbing my very hard hungry cock against her slick pussy.
“Baby, I just need like umm,” she rocked her hips against me, “ten or maybe fifteen, umm hours to recover.”
“Nuh-uh,” I whispered my lips grazing the shell of her ear. “I need you Baby Girl,” I slid my hand underneath her, pinching her nipple on my way down her body, she tilted her hips giving me better access. I used two fingers rubbing circles on her clit as I teased her entrance with my cock.
“Memphis, Baby let me, up please.”
“No,” I whispered.
“Memphis let me up now, please.” Well shit, all the fun seemed to have drained from her voice. She was serious no longer playing.
Fuck. I pushed this little game too far. I moved off Hedge, sitting up against the headboard, trying to force my granite hard erection to go down trying to get my body back under control.
Had I pushed too far? I mean I know as far as the whole being dominant thing goes we were fairly sedate, but maybe she didn’t like being spanked or bossed around.
Oh, fuck, Memphis you, asshole, she told you about the beating she took getting out from under her uncle’s command. Fuck shit fuck, I had triggered some terrible memory. I was mentally beating myself up when I felt the mattress shift.
Shit fuck shit! Hedge was leaving. I was going to have to do some major apologising. God, I suck. I’m such an ass she’s going to hate me.
“Baby,” she whispered, and I felt her hands on my shoulders.
I reluctantly opened my eyes and watched as Hedge straddled my lap.
I groaned as her hand took hold of my cock, rubbing it back and forth through her wet folds before lining me up with her entrance. She locked eyes with me then slowly, oh so agonizingly slowly lowered herself onto me until she was seated fully on my cock.
“Baby Girl, you don’t have to. I never meant to hurt you. I would never hurt you in any way.”
I searched her eyes for a sign. I needed to know if I had hurt her if she was mad at me. She took my face in her hands and kissed me softly sweetly passionately.
“I love you Memphis Blue,” she whispered against my lips.
“I love you too Baby Girl, now always and forever,” I replied kissing her running my tongue along the seam of her lips until she opened for me, caressing my tongue with hers. “I thought that I had hurt you.”
“I love you Memphis,” she kissed me again. “I love what you do to my body. I love the way you make me feel. I love you.”
Her words made my chest ache. I didn’t have the words to tell her how much I loved her in return.
Instead, I kissed her with all that I had. I let my lips and tongue let her know how much I wanted her, needed her, love her.
“Memphis, make love to me,” she husked gently rocking her hips.
“Baby Girl, I don’t know if I will last. You have me so wired. I’m on the verge of coming now, and you’re just sitting here with my cock inside you. I want to be able to make love to you the way I want, the way you deserve.”
Watching her come undone from my mouth and hands. Watching her reaction to getting spanked had me on the very edge. I knew I was only a few thrusts away from being rocked by my own explosive orgasm.
“Memphis, please,” she brushed a kiss over my lips. “Fuck me any way you want to Baby, I just want to feel you inside me.”
“It’s going to be hard and fast, but I promise I will make it up to you.”
“Fuck me now, make love to me later.”
How could I deny my sweet Baby Girl anything?
“Anything you want Sweetness.”
“I love you Memphis.”
“I love you too Hedge. Now, hands on the headboard Baby Girl and hold on,” I winked at her.
“Yes, Sir Mr Blue.”
Fuck me. Hedge, saying sir and Mr Blue made my restraint snap. I grabbed hold of her hips thrusting upwards. Hedge moaned, and with a sudden burst of energy, she started to ride my cock hard and fast as I pounded up into her.
Hands on the headboard, bouncing on my cock, her beautiful breasts bobbing and swaying in my face. I leant forward capturing one of her firm little peaks. She moaned my name as I sucked on her nipple holding it with my teeth while flicking it with my tongue.
“Harder,” she moaned. “Memphis, Harder.”
I increased the speed and strength of my thrusts while using my grip on her hips to slam her down hard on my cock. God, she was so hot and tight. I was not going to last much longer.
“Honey are you close?” I asked.
I wanted her to cum with me, and I was right at the edge, about to fall off. I wanted her right there with me.
“So, close Baby. So, close” she whimpered.
“Touch your clit. Play with yourself Baby Girl, I need you to cum with me.”
“Oh, God” she moaned rubbing her clit while bouncing harder on my cock. “Baby, I’m gonna… I’m gonna,” she mumbled.
“Now, Hedge cum with me.”
Her inner walls spasmed, clenching hard, locking down on my cock. She dug her fingernails into my shoulders hard, close to breaking the skin. The pain adding to my pleasure as her orgasm triggered my own. I growled her name as I came hard, continuing to rock into her, crushing my lips to hers.
As she came down from her orgasm, she went limp in my arms. I wrapped my arms around hers cradling her to my chest as our ragged breathing slowly returned to normal. I shifted making sure to stay inside her, keeping us connected, laying her on her back.
“I love you Baby Girl,” I said looking deep into her beautiful eyes that mirrored my own. “You are my, everything.”
“I love you so much Memphis. You’re the reason my heart beats.”
“Sweet thing I don’t think we’re going to get much painting done today,” I said smiling against her lips as I kissed her again.
“Why is that?” she giggled, running her hand up and down my back.
“Because we are not leaving this bed until I’m done showing you how much I love you.”
Chapter 12 Hedge
“Hedge, Boss-lady, a white chocolate mocha,” Davis announced, placing a large takeaway coffee cup on the desk in front of me.
“Memphis buddy, here’s a mocha caramel latte for you.”
“Thanks?” Memphis sounding slightly suspicious of why Davis was handing out coffee like Santa dealing out gifts.
“Cassidy my sweet,” his comment earned a growl from Jax and a smirk from me, “a chai latte.”
“Thank you, Davis,” Cassidy said giving him a kiss on the cheek, which earned another growl from Jax.
You only have yourself to blame Cuz if you would just stop be
ing so pigheaded and admit that you’re madly in love with the girl you both would be so much happier with your lives.
“Bear, you, big beautiful giant, hot chocolate, naturally.”
Bear took the extra-large cup in his enormous hands, bringing the rim to his full lips, taking a sip. Bear is a giant of a man, at almost seven feet tall, he intimidates most people, except for small children and elderly women.
The look of pure bliss on his face as the chocolaty goodness hit his tongue was priceless. The big man was a chocolate lover.
“Bishop, strawberry unicorn chiller,” Davis handed over a pink frozen drink, topped with a mountain of whipped cream and rainbow coloured sprinkles, waffle triangles for ears and a choc-vanilla wafer stick as the horn.
“What? I love them,” he said in reply to the round of snigger that followed.
“Jaxon, ya ugly bastard, this large salted caramel latte chiller has your name on it.”
“Cheers mate.”
“Now that we’re all properly caffeinated, and sugar levels have been returned to normal let’s begin. Boss-lady the floor is yours,” Davis said bowing before taking his seat.
It was ten o’clock on a Saturday morning, and we were all in Barber Shop Ink for our monthly staff meeting. We were sitting in our much larger kitchen, that now had plenty of space for Cassidy, myself and five men of varying sizes to fit comfortably.
“Come on Cuz, the sooner we wrap this up, the sooner I can lay on the sunbed on the deck that is calling my name,” Jax said taking a large mouthful of his drink while rubbing his hand down his tired face.
“I’ll see what I can do, Jax. Now the schedule for the next month…”
The meeting ran smoothly, going over the last month and the next month’s schedule, who wanted time off, and what training was coming up. Despite the boys acting like twelve-year-old’s and turning everything into a dirty joke, we managed to get through the meeting and out the other side within forty-five minutes.
“Umm, Cuz,” Jax said giving me his pouty lip and puppy dog eyes.
Sighing I shook my head, “Fine, go. Upstairs in the oven.”
“Yay!” He shot up from the table energy renewed and took off. Moments later his feet came thundering back down the stairs, and he stuck his head back in the doorway, “you guys coming or what?”