by Maree, Kay
Instead, he's already there.
Turning my body into an inferno, my mind into jello as it soars through the open sky, just hanging on for the euphoric drop that could come at any moment.
“Hello Beautiful,” I purr.
Running my fingers along Elektra’s smooth hood, loving how shiny she is.
I can even see my reflection in her shimmering red paint.
Deep laughter from behind me has me turning my head towards the sound.
Lucas is leaning against the rock wall on the side of the house.
Letting my eyes drop, taking in his scuffed up boots, worn blue jeans and tight white shirt that's straining against his muscled arms.
Arms that are folded over his massive chest.
Pushing off the wall, he makes his way towards me, boots scuffing up the gravel driveway, small puffs of dirt following his heavy footfalls.
Wrapping an arm around my waist when he gets to me.
Pulling me in tight, leaning down and brushing his lips across mine.
“Drive safe, Little Vixen.”
“Always,” I smile at him, making him laugh.
“Liar,” he fires back.
“I’m always a safe driver. It's everyone else on the road that isn't,” I smart back.
Batting my eyelashes up at him.
“Be a good girl, Little Vixen,” he growls, nipping at my neck, kneading my ass.
“Yes Sir,” I purr, relishing in his sharp intake of breath.
Before he has a chance to pin me to my car.
I wiggle free from his hold and quickly jump in my car, slamming the door.
Giving me a pointed look.
One brow raised his top lip twitching.
Poking my tongue out, I laugh when he throws his head back on a deep laugh.
Turning the engine over, I rub the dashboard as she rumbles to life, pushing the button to slide down my window.
“I’ll see you soon, Stallion,” I wink.
Leaning through the window, his hand wraps around the front of my throat and pulls me so I'm half hanging out the window when his lips hit mine, pulling back far too quickly for my liking.
I lick his minty taste off my lips.
“You’ll pay for your brattiness tonight,” he rasps out.
Electric prickles race down my spine at warp speed at just the thought of what’s in store for me tonight.
You wouldn’t think I was a virgin yesterday.
With the way, my body reacts to his simple touch.
Mentally shaking my head at myself, I can’t think about that now I need to go and he needs to get back out the back and help Jim.
“I swear you have turned me into a sex fiend,” I mumble under my breath, but he catches it and winks at me.
“Tonight babe,” he breathes into my lips before releasing me
“Tonight,” I repeat, leaning back into my seat.
The heat of his palm still lingers around my throat and I cherish the tingling feeling as it begins to spread down my chest, making my breasts heavy.
Shit, the one-time I don’t want to go to work is the one time I am needed.
Otherwise, I would jump him and demand he take me back upstairs.
A wicked smile curls my lips, wondering just how long it will take him to find the note I left on the kitchen bench along with the little black remote.
Just thinking about that has my thighs squeezing together.
Those little silver balls slowly moving inside me with the movement.
Feeling flushed.
I hit the air-con on, turn the music up and pull out.
One taste of him was never going to be enough, and now I realize I’m starving...
It’s gonna be a long delicious day...
Smiling as I make my way back around the house.
Coming up short when Jim comes over smiling.
“Everything good?” I ask.
“Yep,” he nods.
“Did Lucy get off okay?”
What the fuck does he mean by that?
Anger at his question simmers just under the skin.
I take him in from head to toe, he’s not much older than me, with blonde hair and brown eyes, and I know he has been with his girlfriend Sally for three years.
I still can't stop the irrational feeling of jealousy coursing through me.
My face must show my displeasure at the question cause he is quick to rephrase.
“I mean off to work.”
“Yep,” I clip.
Jealousy, unlike anything I have ever felt before, rushes through me, making my head pound. Just thinking about him, thinking about Lucy in any way has my back teeth aching.
Even if he didn’t mean it the way it sounded.
Jealousy is a bitch, it can slip in and cut you when you least expect it.
Only one woman has ever made me feel it.
“Let’s get to work,” I mutter.
Heading towards the barn, not giving two fucks if Jim is following or not.
I just need to get my hands dirty before I say fuck it and go find my woman.
Wiping the sweat from my brow, I head towards the back deck.
It's hot as hell out here today and it's nearing three o'clock so it should be cooling down soon.
Dusting off my jeans, kicking my boots against the bottom of the steps so I don't track dirt into the house.
Jim and Scott come out of the barn, heading straight for me.
Lifting my chin, telling them I'm heading inside and they should follow.
Sliding the glass door open, I step into the cool room thanking fuck I had the foresight to install ducted air conditioning with a timer.
"What's up?" I throw over my shoulder as I head towards the fridge.
"Just wanted to let you know that Smores is settled and finally eating," Scott answers, taking the cup of water I hand him.
"Thank fuck.” I nod.
“I was worried it may have taken her a bit longer to settle in," I say.
Taking a much-needed mouthful of cool water.
"Ah… Boss," Jim chuckles.
"What?"
Swinging my head in his direction.
My gut twists seeing the little black remote for the Ben Wa balls in his hand, a folded up piece of paper in the other.
"It says Stallion on the front," Jim chuckles again and I swear the man likes risking his life.
"Get out," I growl.
My temples throbbing, knowing my Little Vixen is playing a game she won't fucking win.
The door slides shut behind me, the only sounds surrounding me are from the hum of the fridge and my own heavy breathing.
Snatching up the note, I flip it open, my heart pounding in my ears reading every word.
Oh, she wants to play.
Snatching the remote off the counter, I bite out a curse when I can't find my keys anywhere.
What the fuck?
Racing out the back, I call out to Jim.
"I need your keys."
"Why?"
"I'll explain later," I snap out, catching his keys midair when he tosses them to me.
Racing down the side of the house, jumping into Jim's truck.
Kicking the engine over the tyres squealing as I reverse.
Taking off down my driveway heading towards the main road.
Little Vixen is about to get a red ass for her little game.
Shame my cock likes the idea of her walking around with the balls inside her.
Then anger courses through me, my body tensing with the image of her flushed cheeks, pouty lips and heavy-lidded eyes on show for every fucker in town.
Squeezing my hands tighter against the steering wheel, my jaw locks.
I wouldn't be surprised if I break something today.
Pulling to a screeching stop in front of Steel Mare 15 minutes later.
I'm lucky to remember to turn the car off and gra
b the keys before I'm out the door and sprinting towards the entrance doors.
June pulls up but I ignore her as adrenaline pumps through me, my chest heaving when I make it inside, scanning eyes around the space, but I can't see my girl anywhere.
"Hey Lucas," Kathy calls out, coming around the bar with a tray of empty glasses.
"Where's Lucy?"
Stunned at the gruffness of my voice.
Her eyes widened, pointing towards the storeroom over her shoulder.
Nodding my thanks, I rush around the bar.
My sole focus is now drawn to the closed door.
Pushing through the door, quietly closing it behind me, I flip the lock.
Tilting my head slightly, catching her softly singing to herself.
Clamping my jaw shut, not wanting her to hear me just yet.
Pulling the remote control from my pocket, I flip it through my fingers and on light feet I make my way to the end of the shelving lined up.
Looking around the side, I take her in from head to toe.
Biting off a chuckle when she starts to sing louder, her body moving to the beat inside her head.
"Woah," she gasps, her hand reaching out against the shelving in front of her.
Looking down her body, I smirk, noticing her thighs squeezed tightly together.
I bet she is regretting her dance moves now.
Deciding to have some fun.
Once she pushes back to her short height she leans over to grab the clipboard but before she can grab it I flip the switch on the first setting.
"Shit," she hisses, both hands hitting the shelving, her head drops between her arms, her hair spilling down in waves in front of her face.
Chuckling.
I come around the corner trying to act as laid back as possible.
Not wanting her to know how pissed I am just yet.
"Wanna play Little Vixen?" I sound like I have spent the past hour chewing on nails.
Her back straightens, hearing my voice, her head snapping in my direction.
Those heavy-lidded green eyes hit mine.
"Lucas," she whimpers, her legs crossing.
I hold up the remote, hitting the next level.
"Don't cum," I clip.
She bites into the cushion of her bottom lip, her eyes raking over me from head to toe.
Locking my eyes with hers, a fire burns in the depths of those green eyes drawing me in like a moth to a flame and fuck I wanna get burnt.
I want her to scorch me.
First, I'm gonna show her again playing a game with me ends either with pleasure or prolonged gratification.
“Little Vixen,” I purr, taking measured steps until I’m at her back.
Not touching, just letting her feel the heat coming off my body.
“Your submission is a gift you have given me,” I murmur against the shell of her ear.
“One that I plan on cherishing for the rest of my life.”
She turns her head slightly, and I watch mesmerised as her hair falls over her face.
Running the tip of my finger down her soft cheek, pushing the dark locks out of the way bearing the side of her face and neck to me.
Those soft green eyes plead with me, I take in her white knuckle hold on the shelves and cause I want her to listen to what I have to say.
I flick the switch back to setting one.
She blows out a rough breath, her eyes soften as the low vibration travels through her.
Running the tip of my finger up and down her neck.
My cock hardened further in my jeans at the feeling of her body trembling.
“You’re mine, the minute you gave yourself to me, the moment your body flushed so deeply from only my touch, you became mine. My name coming off your lips in utter ecstasy sealed your fate, but the second those eyes connected with mine you owned me just as much as I own you.” I ghost my lips down the shell of her ear, chuckling as my name stutters from her lips on a soft moan.
“Do you wanna cum? Little Vixen?” I run the tips of my rough fingers down her sides, across her exposed belly.
“Y-yes.”
Placing the remote control on the shelf in front of her, turning her body slowly, I sink to my knees in front of her.
Swiping my tongue across the bare skin above her high-waisted jeans, her body falls back into the shelving.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders.
Leaning back on my heels, sucking on my tongue when she groans at the loss of contact.
“Let’s take these jeans and panties off so I can say hello properly, Little Vixen,” I growl.
Her wide eyes swing towards the door before locking with mine.
“Now.” The dark edge to my voice snaps her into action.
Kicking her boots off, the jeans and panties quickly follow.
The aroma of her pussy has my mouth-watering.
“Grip the shelves,” I snap.
Hooking my arms under her knees, lifting her with ease.
I bury my face in her wetness, sucking her hard clit into my mouth.
A muffled cry has my eyes looking up, her head is turned, mouth open wide against her arm. I growl into her delicate folds, feeling her body shudder against me.
Sliding my hand up her smooth inner thigh up, I tug on the black string pulling the still vibrating balls out of her making her whimper at the dual sensation.
Biting down on her hard clit before pulling back, dropping her legs back to the floor.
I make quick work of undoing my pants.
My bare cock begging for a taste, pushing to my full height my body caging hers.
A cute whine travels through her at the loss of my mouth, but it quickly turns into a deep moan when I pull her legs up to wrap around my waist.
Wrapping one hand into her hair, making a tight fist, pulling her head back to look at me, I push to the hilt, her tight pussy clamping around me.
“You know I love you,” I grit out.
“Yes,” she pants, trying to grind down on me.
“Because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t,” I growl.
Slamming my mouth down on hers, sucking down that sweet Daiquiri kiss that gets me every time.
I chase the bite that always follows on that sweet taste.
Her tongue battles mine and I don’t have to wait long.
My body hums.
I start to thrust hard, stealing the air from her lungs and drowning myself in her.
“Fuck,” I grunt, pulling back as her inner muscles squeeze the life out of my dick.
My hand on her ass squeezes harder to the point there will probably be bruises there later, and I relish in seeing them.
I want to see my marks on her and know she enjoyed every single one of them.
“Lucas,” she whisper shouts
“Don’t stop… Harder,” she whimpers.
“Anything you want,” I groan, slamming my mouth back down on hers, cutting off her scream.
We are nothing but teeth, mouths, groans as I push in deeper, harder.
My craving for her grows deeper and deeper with every hard thrust.
Her legs tense, her pussy contracts around me and I know she is close.
“Please… Please… Please…” those eyes stare into mine, desperate for release and as much as I wanted to deny her.
I know I will never be able to.
“You beg so prettily,” I gruff out, pushing in deeper.
“Cum,” I grind out on my next hard thrust, her inner muscles clamp down, effectively holding my dick hostage, pulling out every drop of cum I have.
Panting heavily, I feel her warm release slide down my cock.
“That was awesome,” she giggles, making me chuckle.
A low vibration pulls my attention to the still vibrating balls moving over the hardwood floor.
“When we get home, I’m gonna tan your hide, Little Vixen,'' I growl, pulling out.
Hating the loss of her heat wrapped around me.
Bending down and snatching up the balls, I reach over and grab the remote, turning them off.
Shoving them in my pocket.
“Can’t wait, Stallion,” she smarts back.
Snatching up her jeans and g-string off the floor.
I quickly snatch the thin pink material out of her hands, bringing them to my nose and breathing deep before I push them into my pocket as well.
“Brute,” she mutters, shaking her head, but I catch the small smile playing on her lips.
“You’ll get used to it, now get your ass dressed, it's time to head home.” I slap her ass, making her jump.
“I can’t leave June---”
“She’s back, I saw her pull in when I turned up,” I cut her off.
“Fine” she huffs, not arguing with me as she does up her jeans.
“Good girl,” I purr gruffly into her ear.
Feeling her body move into mine as those two little words leave my lips.
“You like that babe, you wanna be my Vixen out in public but my Good Girl in private?” I ask smoothly.
Running my hand up her neck, cupping her cheek in my palm, that little pink tongue comes out sliding across her lips making them shine.
“Uh...huh,” she nods slowly, that fire in her eyes throwing off sparks.
“Let's get you home so I can fully see what those words do to this body.”
Running my thumb over her lips before chasing it with a brush of my lips.
Pulling back, her heavy-lidded gaze captures me as she sucks my thumb into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I mumble, feeling her tongue wrap around the digit.
“We better go before you pin me to the shelves again,” she giggles.
A cheeky smile pulling across her lips when she lets my thumb go.
“Right,” I nod, pushing my hard cock back into my jeans, doing my belt up.
Gritting my teeth against the ache in my balls, and the bite of the zipper against my hard length.
Turning her body towards the door I smack her ass again making her laugh.
Heading back out into the pub.
June’s smile is a mile wide as she takes in Lucy’s dishevelled appearance.
“Thanks for today Sweetheart, you can take off now if you want,” June’s laughing eyes flash towards me, making me chuckle.
“How did the appointment go?” Lucy asks.