No Limit

by L. P. Dover

  “What?” I whispered.

  Biting his lip, he looked over at the lava cakes and then back to me, his gaze heated. He slid off the couch and unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. I squeezed my legs together trying to quell the ache, but nothing helped. Kneeling down on the floor, he grabbed his spoon and cut his lava cake in half. The chocolate oozed out and he swiped some on his finger, sucking it off while watching me the entire time.

  “Do you want some?” he asked. I licked my lips and nodded. He scooped up more chocolate and traced my lips with it. Before I could lick it off, he bit my lip and sucked it off himself.

  “That’s not fair,” I groaned.

  Putting his finger in his mouth, he cleaned it off and then kissed me hard, forcing his tongue inside. “You can taste it now, can’t you?”

  I could and it was fucking heaven. “I want more.”

  Sliding the plate over, he scooped more chocolate on his finger and traced it all over my nipples and breasts. Once I was covered, he pushed his finger into my mouth and slammed his cock into me at the same time. I cried out and sucked him clean, my body shaking with the force of his body pushing into mine. I was so close to losing control, but he stopped and put a hand on my back and the other on my ass, hauling me up so I straddled his lap.

  My body was so wet I slid down his cock with ease, stretching me wide. He ran his tongue over my nipples to lick the chocolate off and bit down, making me scream. I rode him hard, loving the way he grunted in my ear. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he held on as I clenched down on him, riding out wave after wave of my release. His cock pulsated deep inside, filling me with his warmth. He rubbed my back and I laid my head on his shoulder to catch my breath.

  “Are we good now?” he asked, his voice low.

  Snickering, I shifted in his lap, his cock still hard inside me. “Nothing will ever beat chocolate and sex. Not to mention, eating chocolate while having sex.”

  He looked over my shoulder, grinning wide. “We still have another lava cake. You up for another round?”

  I bit his lip and nodded. “This time, the chocolate goes on you.”

  “How do you know the owner?” Aylee asked. We were on our way to Rushing’s Gym and Fitness so we could work out. I needed something to punch instead of Chazz’s face when he came to pick her up tonight. I’d been dreading the moment all fucking week.

  “He’s a good friend and also a UFC Heavyweight Champion. His wife is the owner of K&B Bistro. You remember her, right?”

  “Yes, of course. I didn’t know you knew so many MMA fighters. You’ll need to take me to a fight sometime.”

  “I’m sure that can be arranged. I actually just worked a case out here not too long ago for a girl who works here. Her name’s Megan. Hopefully, you’ll get to meet her.”

  “What kind of case?”

  “Abusive boyfriend turned psycho. But she’s alive and well, so that’s all that matters.”

  “I can’t imagine. I’d kick anyone’s ass who even attempted to lay a hand on me. Anyway, it’ll be good to get some exercising in. Lava cakes are doing nothing for my figure.”

  Looking over at her plump breasts, I bit my lip. “You look sexy as hell. Besides, it’ll be good for us to get away from the hotel. All I’m doing there is thinking about you leaving tonight with that cocksucker.”

  “Do you not think I’m ready?” she asked, concern in her voice.

  I pulled into the parking lot and we both got out. “I know you’re ready, Aylee. It doesn’t change the fact that it’s inevitable. I have to let you go tonight.”

  She circled around the car and put her arms around my neck. “But you’ll be close by. I won’t be alone.”

  “No, you won’t. Now let’s go.” Taking her hand, I pulled her toward the door. It was late morning and there were a lot of people around. Little did she know, I had a plan cooked up. When we walked inside, Tyler was by the front desk and chuckled when he saw us. He was simply massive, with muscles twice the size of mine. The ladies loved him.

  “Well, if it isn’t Mr. Armed and Dangerous. What’s up, brother?” he announced, holding out his hand. We shook and then he extended his welcome out to Aylee, who smiled and shook back.

  “You don’t mind letting us workout in your gym today do you?”

  He shook his head. “Of course not. Take all the time you need. If you require anything, just let me know.”

  As soon as he strolled off, I searched for the person I was looking for but he was nowhere to be seen. Aylee flicked my arm, grabbing my attention.

  “Do you mind if I disappear to the treadmills? I need to get in a few laps.”

  I nodded. “I’ll be over by the punching bag. I need to hit something.”

  “Have fun with that,” she laughed and took off. I watched her stretch and put in her earphones before pounding away on the treadmill.

  “Avery,” a voice hissed low.

  I glanced over to the doorway leading to the back. When I passed through the door, Tyler stood there with Kyle Andrews, the guy I was looking for earlier. He was big and muscular just like Tyler, but he was the one I needed. His hair was platinum blond and his eyes were two different colors. Given his past with being a douche, I had no doubt he could pull off this plan.

  “I can’t believe you want me to fuck with your girlfriend,” Kyle whispered. He looked out the door at her and shook his head. “And she’s a redhead too. She’s gonna kick my ass and yours.”

  “Good, that’s what I want. This case we’re working on is beyond dangerous. She fought me yesterday, and half-assed it. She’s strong, but I don’t know the extent of her fighting skills. I need to see she can handle herself.”

  Tyler slapped Kyle on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Avery. Andrews likes being the whipping boy, don’t you?”

  He grimaced. “Shut the fuck up. I’m doing this to be helpful. How many times can you say I did that for someone?”

  Tyler chuckled. “Not many, but you’re working on it.”

  Aylee was about to get off the treadmill. “All right, Andrews, you’re up. And don’t say I didn’t warn you; she’s feisty.”

  As soon as he walked off, Tyler bumped me in the shoulder. “Let’s go to my office. We can watch through the window. She won’t see us.”

  I followed him down the hall and once inside his room, I got a clear view of Aylee, wiping her head off with a towel. She glanced around the gym, most likely looking for me, but got distracted when Kyle blocked her path. “I wish I could hear what he’s saying.”

  Tyler snorted. “This is Andrews we’re talking about. I’m sure he’s saying how he’d like to take her to the back room and fuck her right in the pussy or something crude like that.”

  “Does that shit actually work for you fighters?”

  “Some girls like it dirty. I had my fair share of women before Kacey, who’d fuck me no matter what I said to them.”

  I shook my head and watched as Aylee tried to walk away from Kyle, her jaw and fists clenched. He kept following her with a goofy grin, running his mouth. Tyler and I watched in anticipation, waiting for her to blow.

  “Would she really fight a man who outweighs her by a hundred pounds?”

  I snorted. “She’d fight with a brick wall; she’s that goddamned stubborn.”

  “Then she’d fit in perfectly with our crowd. How long do you think you’ll be in town?”

  “Don’t know. Tonight she’s investigating our last suspect. He’s a fucking douche too. The thought of her going in alone scares the hell out of me. If he’s the one we’re looking for then our time here’ll be short. If he’s not, I don’t know what we’ll do. We can’t stay here forever.”

  He put his hand on my shoulder. “You’ll catch them. You’re one of Mason’s best.” That I was, but Aylee was the one doing all the work. She deserved all the credit and then some. “It looks like the shit’s about to hit the fan.”

  Aylee’s shouts could be heard through the glass and then out
of nowhere her fist flew and connected with Kyle’s face. “Holy shit,” Tyler and I both said simultaneously. But she was nowhere near done. She hit him again and kicked his legs out from under him. By now, everyone in the gym had gathered around to see the show, their eyes bugging out of their heads. Grabbing him around the neck, she squeezed, her own face turning as red as Kyle’s.

  “We should probably get out there,” Tyler insisted.

  “I think so too.” We took off down the hall and I raced through the doorway. “Aylee, stop!”

  “Fuck that,” she growled. “You wouldn’t be saying that if you knew what this disgusting pervert said to me.”

  “What did he say?”

  Kyle had his hands on her arms and pried them away so he could breathe. “I told her she could slob my knob and then I’d fuck her in the ass. Chicks love that shit. What’s wrong with that?” He winked at me and Tyler and we both burst out laughing.

  Aylee didn’t find it funny and pushed Kyle away, glaring at me. “You’re really going to laugh? Maybe I should take him up on his offer. What would you say then?”

  Extending my hand, I helped Kyle up and he slapped me on the shoulder. He turned around and rubbed his neck. “I’d say it wasn’t going to happen. I’m a taken man, sweetheart.” Then to me, he said, “No need to worry about her, bro. She’s ready for any fucker who tries to mess with her.”

  “Oh my God, this was a setup?” she exclaimed, thundering toward me.

  I held up my hands. “I had to see what you would do without me around. You kicked his ass, baby. I’m proud of you.”

  She pointed an angry finger at me. “Don’t call me baby. I knew I shouldn’t have gone easy on you in the hotel room.”

  Kyle chuckled. “What’s stopping you now? I think he deserves payback for what he did today. You can fight it off in the ring.”

  “Uh-oh, do I need to get the gloves out?” Tyler asked, waggling his eyebrows.

  Aylee lifted her chin defiantly in the air. “Yes.” She brushed past me with a devilish smile on her face. She was ready to fight and I was going to give her one.

  “I have to admit, seeing you in the ring was a fucking turn on,” Jason hollered from the living room.

  Giggling, I finished up my makeup and joined him. “So that’s why you attacked me as soon as we got back.”

  “Couldn’t help it.” He looked me up and down and sighed. “You look stunning by the way.”

  “Thanks,” I replied, glancing down at my silky, blue dress.

  “Do you have everything you need?”

  I patted my purse. “Gun is safely tucked away and I have two serums, just to be on the safe side. The others are in my suitcase.”

  He walked up to me and held my face in his hands. “I know you’re sick of me saying this, but be careful.”

  I breathed him in. “I will.” A knock sounded on the door and he growled low in his chest. “I’ll get it so you don’t try to kill him.” Taking a deep breath, I let him go and started for the door. However, it wasn’t just Chazz standing there when I opened it.

  “Hello, beautiful,” he greeted.

  I looked over at the girl standing next to him and recognized her as one of Madame Chatfield’s. She was shorter than me with long, brown hair and bright blue eyes, dressed in a short silver dress that barely covered her backside. “I know you,” she said with a big smile. “I met you the other day, didn’t I?” She held out her hand.

  I shook it and let go. “Angelica, right?”

  Jason came up behind me. “What’s going on?”

  Angelica walked past me and clutched his arm. “You were right, he is handsome,” she said, beaming at Chazz.

  I glanced up at Jason, trying my best not to look panicked or pissed. I didn’t like her touching him and I sure as hell didn’t like Chazz bringing her.

  “Sorry, love, but I’m not interested,” Jason claimed, sliding his arm out of her hold.

  “She’s part of the deal, Avery,” Chazz explained. “I didn’t want you to be a sore loser, so I hired Angelica here to be your date for the evening. If you turn her down, the deal’s off. Make your choice.”

  Jason’s eyes darkened menacingly and the room felt icy. Chazz could sense it and met Jason’s stare, provoking him. “The deal’s off. You’re not going to tell me who to fuck and when. And you’re sure as hell not going to have Aylee.”

  Angelica slid out the door and Jason slammed it, only to be stopped by Chazz’s foot. “First of all, I don’t give a shit what you think. I only care about Aylee. I say we leave it up to her.” He pulled out two large envelopes that I knew were filled with money. Jason didn’t want me to go, but I had to. It could be my only chance to see if he was guilty. Not to mention, he had Angelica with him. If he didn’t take me, it might be her.

  Jason gripped the side of my waist. “You can’t go,” he hissed low.

  Taking his hand, I pulled him farther into the room while Chazz and Angelica watched from the doorway. “I don’t have a choice. I have to go. I can’t let Angelica stay with him. If something were to happen to her I’d never forgive myself.”

  His fingers dug into my arms, his green eyes wild. “You don’t get it. I won’t be able to follow you.”

  “Yes, you will. She can have a date with one of the serums. Once you’ve slipped her the drug and her eyes close, make sure to verbalize what you did to her. She’ll wake up happy and satisfied.”

  Huffing, he closed his eyes. “Fuck me. Stall as long as you can so I can catch up. I’m going to kill that fucker if he hurts you.”

  “I’m waiting,” Chazz warned.

  I rolled my eyes and Jason turned to him. “Keep your dick in your pants, man.”

  I squeezed his hands. “I’m ready for this. You know I am.” Turning, I stalked over to Chazz, taking the envelopes to make sure the money was in them. The transaction made me feel like a prostitute, but I wasn’t about to not take it from the bastard.

  Chazz waved at Jason and nudged Angelica inside. “You two have a good night. I know I will.” He shut the door so fast I couldn’t get one last look at Jason. Putting his arm around my waist, I couldn’t help but snort in disgust.

  “You could have been a little more polite. I’m not sure I want to fuck someone with no manners.”

  “Keep it up, sweetheart. Feisty women are my favorite. You’re only turning me on more. Frankly, I don’t see what’s so bad about me. I’m good looking and I can fuck all night. Isn’t that what you ladies want?”

  “Those are good qualities, but it helps to not be a dick.”

  “But I am one. You’re just going to have to get the fuck over it.”

  We’ll see about that. We got in the elevator and he pushed me against the wall, groping my breasts and slobbering on my neck. It took all I had not to knee him in the balls.

  “I’ll take care of you tonight. Once I’m done with you, you’re going to wish you were with me and not that wannabe.”

  “You honestly think you can make me forget him?”

  He traced my nipples with his fingers and pushed his arousal into my leg. “No, but I can make sure he forgets you. By the time I’m done, you won’t be able to walk for a week. He’ll have no use for you then.”

  At least he planned on bringing me back. Or was that his game, toy with his prey before going in for the grand finale? One thing I’d come to realize was that serial killers were extremely fucked up in the head. There was no rhyme or reason for the things they did.

  The doors opened and Chazz stepped away, but put his arm around my waist. “If you despise me so much, why did you agree to come with me tonight?”

  “From the way you acted before, I figured it was the only way to get you off my back. You’re a persistent bastard.”

  Tilting his head back, he bellowed. “That I am. But if you’re a good fuck, I might not be able to leave you alone.”

  “In that case, I might consider a different profession.”

  All he did was laugh the whole
way out to his car. “I have to say, you’re not like the others. I do believe you’re what I’ve been looking for.”

  I’m sure I was. And what do you know, he drove an expensive, flashy sports car. Surprise, surprise. I opened the door and got in, making sure to keep my purse close. I really hoped Jason had enough time to get rid of Angelica. If not, I was going to be on my own. “Where do you live?” I asked.

  He put the car in gear and sped us out of the parking lot. “About twenty minutes from here.” We drove away from the city and I couldn’t help but think about Jason and what he was doing. The thought of him being alone with another woman infuriated me. Now I knew what it felt like to be him when he had to watch me leave with different men.

  “All right, we’re here,” he said, pulling us into a swanky neighborhood. After a few more turns, we had arrived. It was a three story mansion with a five car garage. Even if I had the money to afford a place like that, I wouldn’t buy it. Instead of parking in the garage, he pulled in front of the house and shut off the car. “You ready?”

  “I guess I have to be.” I made sure to assess everything about my surroundings. There were other houses around, but there was a good three hundred feet between them. Chazz unlocked the door and pushed it open. I walked inside and my muscles tensed, knowing very well that when he shut the door I was going to be locked away from everyone else. The door slammed behind me and he sighed.

  “Home sweet home. Do you like it? I had it built a year ago.”

  “It’s nice.”

  “Do you want me to show you around?”

  Heart racing, I nodded and forced a smile. He started off in the living room and walked through the kitchen. As soon as he turned his back to me, I made sure I had easy access to my gun and the serum. Next, we walked back through the living room and to the stairs. “I’m surprised you don’t have a fancy wine cellar. Wine’s my favorite.”

  He started up the stairs and stopped, smirking devilishly at me over his shoulder. “I have a basement, but I didn’t think you’d be interested in seeing that just yet.”