by Marie James
“You think I’m still in danger?” My voice is small and even I can hear the light tremor in it.
He stops walking and turns towards me. Mia sits on her haunches and glances around. “I didn’t say that, Josie.” He lightly grazes my cheek with his index finger. “I’m just not going to let my guard down where you’re concerned. And I won’t until whoever it is, is caught.”
We start to walk again, almost having made the full circuit around the neighborhood. “If Evans is in jail, who could it be?”
“We are gathering information for any of his known buddies and checking their prints against the ones we found at your apartment. It’s a tedious process but we should know something soon.”
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“For what, Josie?” He seems confused.
“For telling me the truth.” I answer.
“I’ll always tell you the truth, Mariposa.”
“Most people try to sugar coat things with me. They treat me like I’m fragile.” I close my eyes briefly. “I’m a pretty strong person when people give me the chance to be.”
“I know you’re strong, Josie. You’ve taken this whole thing in stride, considering what you’ve been through.” We have made our way back to his house and he reaches into his pocket for the key and opens the front door.
He makes his way to the alarm system to deactivate it. “You’ve helped me keep my mind off of it a lot this weekend.”
He sets his keys down on the table in the entry way. “Are you calling me a distraction, Mariposa?” He asks playfully.
“You’re very distracting, Kaleb.” I screech when he turns and suddenly picks me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his lean hips.
His forward momentum doesn’t stop until my back is pressed against the closed front door and his mouth is on mine. I almost lose my end-game focus as his tongue is sliding against mine and his fingers are curling into my hips, and when he shifts his hips and strokes his erection against the thin layer of my clothes I’m unable to stop the moan that escapes my mouth.
How I was able to pull my mouth from his and ask if he wants to watch a movie I’ll never know.
Chapter 24
Kaleb
She wants to watch a movie?
I wonder if our conversation during our walk about her apartment break-in has set her on edge. I’m not going to push my desire for sex on her if she’s not feeling it.
I lower her back to the ground and take a step back from her. “Naked movie?” I ask and waggle my eyebrows at her.
She laughs and it’s the best sound in the world. She smacks my chest. “We wouldn’t watch the movie if we were naked!”
“Ok, so I’ll stay dressed and you get naked.” I suggest as a consolation.
She smacks my chest again. “Is that all you want from me.” Her voice is playful and she’s smiling, but I don’t find the words funny in the least.
My face grows serious and I take a step forward, causing her to take step back. “Don’t misunderstand me, Joselyne Bennett, I’ve loved every single second that I’ve been inside of you, but don’t think for even a fraction of a second that sex is all you are to me.”
“Ok,” she whispers softly.
“I’d also like to think that I mean more to you than that.” How does she have the ability to make me question the entire weekend with one off handed comment.
“Kaleb.” She reaches up and cups my cheek with her tiny hand. “I never would’ve introduced you to my family if you were. Honestly,” she lowers her head a second before she raises her eyes back to mine. “I never would’ve had sex with you in the first place if I didn’t care about you.”
My heart begins beating faster as I lean in to kiss her. The realization of just how much this woman means to me suddenly hitting me. “Good,” I whisper right before our mouths make contact.
We’re both panting and breathless when we pull our mouths from each other’s.
“So, naked movie, huh?” She says as she reaches down to the hem of her t-shirt.
I reach out and stop her hands. “Keep your clothes on, Josie.” I watch as her faces falls, and her mouth sets in a frown. “You’re right; we’ll never pay attention to the movie if you don’t have clothes on.” I grab her hand and pull her to the kitchen. “Popcorn?” I ask as I lift her to sit on the island while I start getting movie supplies together.
“Sure. Do you have any M&Ms?”
I can’t help but laugh. “I don’t keep much junk food in the house, but we can grab some tomorrow on the way back home.”
“Home,” I hear her whisper. I’m glad my back is turned away from her and towards the microwave because I don’t want to have to explain the huge grin on my face when I realize that I hope she never leaves.
***
Before the movie is even half over Josie is fast asleep in my arms on the sofa. I do my best not to wake her as I lift her, carrying her in my arms to the bedroom. I gently place her on the bed and settle in behind her, doing my best to close every inch of space between our bodies. I wrap my arms around her waist and nuzzle into her hair before placing a delicate kiss on her neck.
“Love you, too,” she mumbles in her sleep.
I tug her firmer against my body. I know it doesn’t count since she’s sleeping, and if she’s dreaming it may be completely out of context to us, but fuck if it isn’t a beautiful thing to hear. I smile into her back and drift off to sleep.
***
I stir awake from our nap and startle when I reach out and the bed beside me is cold, empty. I look at my watch and realize it’s late afternoon. I hear shuffling in the restroom and determine that Josie getting out of the bed must have been what woke me up.
I stretch out on the bed and wince at the sound of my bones popping, a sure sign of the abuse my body has taken over the years as a police officer; both from training and tussling with suspects. I decide to stay in the bed just in case Josie comes out and wants to snuggle again.
The door pulls open and she steps into the room. My cock hardens instantly at the sight of her. Her gorgeous blond hair is falling over her shoulders in soft, delicate waves, covering her breasts, but not so much that I can’t tell she’s not wearing a bra. Her slender hips are only interrupted by the thinnest strap of what I can only assume is a thong; a tiny triangle of green fabric the only thing covering her beautifully bare pussy.
I groan deep in my chest as she stalks towards me, but my eyes go wide when she pulls her hand from behind her back. Dangling from the index finger of her right hand are my handcuffs. I nearly come at the sight of her.
“Are you ready to be disrespected, Detective?” The look on her face says she means business as she reminds me of the conversation we had this morning; I didn’t know at the time it was a promise.
“You are so beautiful,” I manage around a catch in my throat. My eyelids grown heavy as she walks slowly towards, the cuffs swinging back and forth on her dainty finger.
“Flattery will not get you out of this, Perez.” The husky sound of her voice betraying her composure.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I tell her as I place my hands out in front of me, an offering to her.
“Strip,” she commands.
Without hesitation I pull my shirt over my head and watch as her tongue inches out and licks her lips. I bet she’s wet and I pray she plans on sitting on my face. That would be sweet beautiful torture.
“Pants too?” I ask as I run my hand down my stomach and grip my cock on top of my jeans. It’s throbbing and begging for relief.
She nods and shifts on her feet. Not so immune are you, Mariposa?
I gently rock up and make sure my abs are clenched as I unbutton my pants. I want her to have a good show after all. I lift my hips a few inches and push my jeans along with my boxers down slowly as far as I can reach; then I use my feet to push them the rest of the way off. I kick at them until the fall off the end of the bed.
I follow Josie’s gaze to my painfully thick er
ection. A drop of precome clings to the tip and I hiss as Josie climbs slowly on the bed, leans her mouth over me and sweeps it away with her velvety smooth tongue. As soon as she pulls her mouth away another bead forms.
She angles her face towards me so I can watch as she licks the second drop away. “Mmm,” she purrs. “I may be here all night.”
“Fuck,” I groan as she takes the entire head into her mouth and gives it a hard suck.
I reach for her head when she begins to pull away way too soon.
“Unuh,” she tsks. “Hands.” She demands.
I once again offer her my hands, even though I know she’s probably going to torture me all damn night. She closes one of the cuffs around my right wrist and walks on her knees beside my body. She slips the free cuff around one of the slats in the headboard and it dawns on me she’s not just handcuffing me, she handcuffing me to the bed. I can feel the precome as it drips from my tip and lands on my stomach when I reach my free hand up and allow her to cuff it as well.
I turn my head towards her body. The tiny triangle of fabric begging to be ripped away by my teeth. She’s only inches from my face and I angle my neck as far as I can in an attempt to run my tongue over her slit. I’m short by less than an inch but manage to get her attention when I blow a breath of hot air against her. This is the perfect torture if that’s what she’s going for. So close to me I can smell her arousal but far enough away that I can’t get a taste.
“Josie,” I plead. I know she’s wanting to be in control but I’m relying on her inexperience to help me get my way just a bit.
I glance up at her and she’s looking down at me through her eyelashes. I watch in awe as she glides her fingers down her taut stomach and dip behind the tiny green triangle. “You want a taste, baby?” She toys with me as she pulls her thong to the side just in time for me to watch her middle finger sink inside of her.
I groan and my hips shift upwards of their own volition. “Please.” My throat is suddenly dry. “Please let me taste you.”
I’m like a heroin addict as I watch her pull her finger free of her body; my next fix glistening on her fingertip. I crane my neck as far as it will go trying to get to her finger faster as she brings it down towards my mouth. When her magnificent taste hits the back of my throat I know I’m in heaven. I suck her finger deep in my mouth and lick it clean. She pulls it away too soon.
“More,” I demand as she smirks down at me. “Straddle my face, Josie.” My voice is borderline harsh. I’m seconds away from getting out of these cuffs. I decided to let her play her little game, but a man’s restraint can only be tested so far.
“Ask nicely,” she coos, but she’s already in motion.
“Please, sit on my face, Josie.” I watch the shiver of her body as she situates a leg on either side of my body.
Each one of her knees is on either side of my chest, but the positioning is awkward and I can’t reach her pussy. “One knee beside my head, Mariposa, and sit on my chest.” Grabbing the slats of the headboard, she complies by moving her body in position and I turn my head away to prevent from taking a shaky knee to the eye. I can feel the tremble in her body as she settles half of her weight on my chest. One leg is tucked, bent at the knee along my left side and she has her other foot flat on the bed between my right arm and head.
She moans when I blow a soft stream of cold air onto her. I angle my head up and lick her from bottom to top as far as I can go. That’s all it takes to set her hips in motion. I lap at her like I’m dying of thirst and rattle the cuffs when she grips the back of my head and grinds her delicate pussy on my mouth. I’ve never done this without the use of my hands and I don’t like to give less than a hundred percent, but if her moaning is any indication she doesn’t seem to think I’m lacking.
“Hold yourself open for me, Josie.” I pull my head back an inch and watch as trembling hands gently stretch her plump lips away, revealing her swollen clit. I attack it. Licking, biting, nipping until she’s convulsing on my chest and her juices are dripping down my chin.
I lap at her until she can take no more and she pulls her body away from my mouth. She lays back and crashes beside me on the bed, her left foot still beside my head, her right leg thrown across my body.
Chapter 25
Josie
He may be handcuffed but he just played my body like a fiddle. Not exactly how I had seen this little party starting, what a heck of a way to jump things off!
I have a mind to tell him I’m going to take a nap after an orgasm like that and turn my head towards him, but the sight of his glorious cock, less than a foot from my face, has me keeping my big mouth shut. Well, it’s going to keep me less vocal, but I have no intentions of keeping it shut.
I pull my legs from across Kaleb’s body and shift my weight so I’m eye to eye so to speak with his erection. I chance a glance down at him and notice his chin is shiny and wet from my juices. My attention diverts to his top half so fast it makes me question if I have ADD.
I crawl seductively up his body as he watches me under hooded eyes. I bite my lip when I get near his face. “It seems I got you dirty, baby.” I cut my eyes to the wetness I left behind on his lips and chin.
“Say it again, Josie.” I know he’s talking about the pet name.
“Baby,” I pant against his lips just before my tongue sweeps out and traces his lower lip. His hips thrust upwards and I reach my hand down and graze my fingers down his length to his testicles. His eyes close and a rumble comes from deep in his chest. I grip my fist around him and stroke gently as I lick and nip at his chin.
“Don’t, Josie. I’m too close.” He advises.
I release him as I kiss his mouth. I hear his arms rattle the cuffs against the slats in the headboard and I know he wants his hands on me. “Not yet, baby. I’m not done yet.”
I snake back down his body until the thick head of his penis is right at my mouth. I brazenly lick him from the base to the tip, taking pride in the violent hiss that escapes his lips.
“Josie, stop!” He demands.
I ignore him and close my eyes as I plunge my mouth down on him and take him as deep down my throat as I can manage. I hear the cuffs rattle again and I’m just about the sink down on him against when a strong hand tangles in my hair and pulls me off.
“What the f…” I exclaim as I’m tossed on my back by a very horny Kaleb.
I look up and Kaleb is looking down at me waving a handcuff key in front of my face. I smile up at him and feign a pout. “I just want to taste you too.” I wiggle my hips for good measure, but he has my legs pinned together.
“You don’t listen very well, Josie.” I’m unable to take his criticism seriously when he’s smirking down at me.
“I shouldn’t have to listen to you when you’re not the one in control.” I retort.
“I’m always the one in control, Mariposa. You should always remember that.” He growls at me.
“Ok, boss man. What do you plan to do with your power this evening?” I smirk up at him.
“Let me think,” he says as his hands go in opposite directions. One index finder taps his mouth in contemplation and the other rests on my lower belly and his thumbs strokes between my legs.
“Ah!” I gasp at the contact. His hands on me feel so good, but I know he’s doing it to try to calm himself. He’s already said twice that he was close to orgasm. It seems I’ve kept him close to the edge all day. “Please, baby!” I plead.
“I love it when you call me that.” He pulls his hand from his mouth, reaches down and clasps my thigh, and simultaneously shifts his weight so he can position himself between my legs rather than mine between his.
His actions leave me exposed, the cool air of the room lapping at my overheated core.
“I need you, baby.” I close my eyes and arch my back as his thumb sinks inside of me.
“I need you, Josie,” he pants as he leans over and licks me exactly where his perfect mouth belongs.
I cry out as he sucks my
sensitive bud into his mouth. I hear him groan against me and the vibrations bring me to the edge of craziness. He pulls his thumb from inside of me and removes his mouth from my sensitive tissues.
“I was so close,” I whimper to him.
He covers my body with his and he sweeps over my clitoris with his erection. “Wanna see stars, Mariposa?”
Before I can beg him he slides in, his thick length finding the end of me. I throw my head back and moan unintelligible words. Begging, praying and pleading for stars as he continues to rock in and out of me and his thumb rotates in expert precision on my throbbing bud. “Oh! God! KALEB!” The short fuse and the fire stoking that’s been going on all day draw together and I detonate around him.
My legs clamp around his hips and I open my eyes to him just in time watch him go over the edge. His eyes are clenched tight, his head is thrown back, and he’s biting his lips so hard, he’s sure to draw blood. “Fuck!” he roars and I feel his hips still and his buried length begins pulsing wildly inside of me.
“Kaleb,” I whimper, trying to draw his attention to his hands gripping my hips. “Baby! Your hands!”
He looks down and releases my flesh; the relief is immediate. “Damn, Josie. I’m so sorry! Are you ok?” He pulls out of me suddenly and I moan, the incredible sensation causing me to instantly forget about the pain from the harsh grip he had on my hips.
“Are you ok?” he repeats himself as he shifts from between my legs and lays down beside me, his hand gently stroking over my abused flesh.
I turn towards him. “I’m perfect,” I whisper, lean in and kiss his glistening chest.
“I feel like a damn virgin around you,” he admits.
I giggle. “I don’t think a virgin would be able to elicit the reactions you control my body with, Kaleb.”
He smiles at me. “First, thank you for that ego boost. But second, I mean I come so fast. It’s like every time is the first time and my…” he stops and lets out a sign of frustration.