by Jade Kuzma
My instincts took over. Maybe I was afraid. Maybe I was upset. Whatever it was, I stripped my clothes off until they were a messy pile on the ground around me. When I opened the shower door, Micah took a few moments before turning and looking at me.
I locked my eyes on his. A hard swallow of anticipation made me anxious.
“Are you all right—”
“I just wanna be with you. Right now. Just be with me, Micah.”
He took me into his arms and brought me underneath the water. All of the dirt. All of the tears. All of the stress and anxiety dripped down my body and disappeared with everything else.
I locked my lips with his, enjoying the taste of his wet kiss. I started to feel something again. His hard body against me, Micah stirred a desire within me that made feel like nothing else in the world mattered.
He was tall enough that I could feel his cock thickening against my stomach. The anticipation sent a shiver through my spine. My knees buckled but Micah wrapped me in his arms, holding me close. The kind of security I felt with him was enough to make me fly. I was floating, so safe and comfortable… Nothing could frighten me when I was with him.
“I want you,” I whispered into his mouth. “I want you…”
He didn’t say anything. He just responded with more wet kisses along my neck. He moved his face down to my breasts and sucked on my nipples. A feeling I’d felt before but damn it felt even better this time. I cradled his head in my hands while he took turns cupping my breasts in each hand. But he didn’t stop there.
He suddenly wrapped me in his arms and set me down on the short shelf behind us. His mouth still went to work, licking up and down my wet body, toward my navel and to my smooth bound.
I leaned back against the tiles. I was helpless, my hands clenched with nothing to brace myself on. When his tongue hit my clit, I nearly folded over.
“God…”
I sighed a soft breath, my words lost in the water continuing to cascade over us. I didn’t stop moaning though. Not with how good he was giving it to me.
Micah worked his tongue on me with the expertise of a man who’d done it before. His tongue worked over my clit, swelling it until he was able to suck on it. Tiny jolts of pleasure pulsed through my body. My eyelids flickered. My ass clenched and my hips moved slowly on their own, trying to get him to stimulate my clit even more.
Micah smacked his lips on me, working his tongue down my folds and pushing inside of me. My whole body was wet but I could still feel all of the fluids dripping out of me. I wasn’t numb anymore. Everything Micah was doing to me was only growing stronger. Every suck. Every lick. Every forceful probe of his tongue made me tremble.
I wrapped my hands around his head, trying to bring him closer to me. I sat up straight and started grinding my hips against his tongue. He kept his face buried between my legs. The feeling was wonderful but the sight of him on his knees before me… His hard, muscled body… His broad shoulders… The intricate ink all over his tan skin… I’d never had a man like this go down on me before.
My breath grew short. My heart beat harder in my chest. I was losing more and more control. My nails dug into the back of his head. My toes curled.
“Micah… Shit… I’m gonna come… You’re gonna make me come…”
I didn’t know how I got the words out but I did. And when he heard me, he started giving it to me even harder. Rougher licks over my clit. Probing his tongue into my entrance, deep enough for me to feel it.
“Micah…”
Every muscle in my body tightened up. I held on for as long as I could. My breath stopped for a second. I saw the edge in sight and fell over.
“Micah…”
I groaned his name one last time and lost myself to my climax. The waves of warm pleasure spread from my core and pulsed through the rest of my body. I convulsed helplessly. I would’ve fallen over completely but Micah held me in his grip. He was so strong it didn’t take him much effort to stop me. His tongue kept working over my clit, guiding me through my orgasm so I could enjoy every single second of it.
The pleasure subsided slowly but I enjoyed having him between my legs for as long as I could. I regained my senses and exhaled a deep, satisfied my breath.
Micah trailed his tongue back up my navel, sucking on my tits, before moving up to give me a taste of what I’d just given him. Another deep kiss reminded me of how safe it felt to be with him.
He slowly rose back up to his feet and I joined him. But only for a second. I turned around and enjoyed the feeling of the water splashing down my back. I stuck my ass out and found his cock.
He teased me for a moment, sliding his swollen shaft between my cheeks. I pressed back on him to get his cock primed and ready. I just came but damn if I didn’t want him inside of me.
Micah kept teasing me until slowly lowering his cock down. Inch by inch, he moved it down until his tip positioned itself comfortably at my entrance. I pressed my hands against the tiles and readied myself.
“Audrey… I want you so bad…”
I already knew what he wanted but hearing him say it gave me a sense of satisfaction like nothing else. I closed my eyes, focusing on the wonderful sensation of him pushing into me. His cock split me apart and stretched my insides. He was so big I wondered how I managed to take all of him but I did. He buried his cock inside me, pressing his smooth hilt against my ass cheeks.
“Give it to me…”
His hands gripped my waist. My skin was wet but he squeezed hard enough that I couldn’t slip out. He started slow at first. But he couldn’t control himself. His cock thumped in and out of me, hard and fast.
My jaw dropped. Stuttered whimpers piled up in my throat before forcing themselves out. My cries grew louder and louder, joined by the sound of his hard hilt slapping against the wet flesh of my ass. The rhythmic clapping of our bodies was music.
I pushed my ass back and met him with every thrust. We were in perfect sync, moving to the rhythm our bodies forced us to rock to.
“Harder…”
Micah followed my commands, plunging himself into me with even deeper strokes. My mouth opened up even wider to try and accommodate how much I was groaning. Micah started grunting even louder. Just his grip was enough to let me know how much he was enjoying it.
“Harder…”
Another order and he followed it again, driving into me like he was trying to break me. I didn’t care if he did. I wanted him to break me. I wanted him to fuck me so hard that I’d forget about everything else.
“Fuck me… Deeper… Just like that…”
I shut my eyes tight, letting Micah take complete control. He started pounding me so hard and fast that I didn’t need to tell him what to do. I stayed bent over for him in the shower, losing myself to all of the feelings washing over me, in and out of my body.
“Audrey…”
He groaned my name. I barely had the strength to turn around and look at him. The wonderful sight of him behind me, muscles wet and flexed, hips driving in and out of me… Micah was something out of a wonderful dream I’d never had before.
“I want you to come…”
“I’m gonna come,” he grunted. “I’m gonna come.”
He pounded me faster and faster before losing control. He pulled out of me and gripped a handful of my hair, forcing me to turn around and fall to my knees. I looked up into his eyes and watched as he jerked himself. I didn’t watch as the cum spilled out of him. I didn’t need to see it to feel how much cum covered me. Even with the water splashing on me, there was nothing like the feeling of a load as thick and generous as his covering me up.
He kept pumping his cock in his fist until every drop came out. I stayed on my knees for a moment, enjoying the feeling for as long as I could before the shower washed everything away.
Micah helped me back up to my feet and gave me a deep kiss. It was still just as pleasant as the last one. I sighed softly in his mouth. When I pulled away, I saw the tiniest little grin form on his lips.
There was some satisfaction in knowing how good I made him feel.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
He squeezed the bottle of soap into his hands and we took turns rinsing each other down.
The entire ride back from the outskirts back to my hotel in Ivory was quiet. I knew he had questions that I had to answer. I couldn’t hold back from him any longer. But for now, I could enjoy this moment with him. There was nowhere else in the world I’d rather be than where I was now.
Chapter 15
MICAH
Audrey stared out the window. She was frozen in place. She didn’t blink. I could barely tell she was even breathing. I just took her in the shower but my mind wasn’t thinking about how nice it was to have her so close. Not when it was obvious something was still bothering her.
I looked at her piece resting on the dresser next to me. It still had the full magazine in it. I took care of Pearson but Audrey didn’t seem to happy about it.
“Is he gone?” she asked.
“He’s gone. You saw Doc and them. They know how to make a body disappear.”
“What about the evidence? We might’ve left something behind. If somebody comes looking for him—”
“Audrey. Pearson was out in the middle of nowhere. If anybody starts looking for him, they won’t find anything. This isn’t the first time the Cobras have had to make someone go missing.”
“Right…”
She stuck her thumbs into the back pockets of her jeans, her eyes still locked on the nighttime view of Ivory. I didn’t push her. I knew she would eventually have to tell me what was on her mind. After everything we’d been through so far, she owed me that much.
“My mother used to always tell me about how romantic my father was,” she started. “When they first started dating, he’d take her out to a new restaurant every time. With how many places that were opening and closing in the big city, there was no shortage of places to go to. One night it would be Italian and dancing at some fancy new restaurant for the rich folks. The next, it would be burgers at some hole-in-the-wall joint nobody else knew about. It didn’t matter where they were eating though. My mom always told me how every night was as enjoyable as the next. She said it was so romantic…”
“It was never like that for me. All through high school, the boys never paid attention to me. I was just some nerdy girl who spent all her time in the library reading books and studying. It bothered me. Sometimes, I just wanted to do something about all those mean girls who were teasing me.”
“It’s hard being a teenager,” I said. “Kids can be real mean sometimes.”
“It didn’t matter to me. My mother always reminded me that there was a bigger picture. She was the only reason I kept my head down. Got into a good university. Graduated and just kept going. Got my master’s degree, too. My mom joked that maybe it was finally time for me to settle down and figure things out for myself.”
“What about your father?”
“My dad… He didn’t agree with her. He was always driven and told me to keep pushing myself. Only if I wanted to, of course. It was a tough decision though. Decided to take a little time off to myself. I couldn’t choose between what my father wanted and what my mother wanted. I loved them both.”
She was still frozen like a statue next to the window, her eyes lost in whatever memories she was having. But I could tell something was wrong. From the way her throat shifted with a swallow to the glaze beginning to cover her eyes. I wanted to put a hand on her shoulder. I wanted to comfort her but I didn’t want her to push me away either.
“I remember when I got the call,” she said. “I was… I was by myself, just reading a book outside of a coffee shop in the city. I was just… I was just trying to relax but then they called me and told me. It was from the police station. I figured it was my dad just calling to say hello. I wish it was him. But it was someone else. It…”
She closed her eyes. She took a deep breath but it didn’t seem to do much to calm her down.
“…It was the police chief. Told me my parents had been gunned down in a mugging that went the worst kind of way. I thought it was a joke. A real sick, fucking joke. I would’ve laughed if he put my father on the line. Anything to hear his voice again…”
Her voice started to break. But she opened her eyes and gritted her teeth. There were no tears. There were no sniffles or sobs. She looked angry as she kept looking into the distance.
“They got the bastard who did it,” she said. “Pearson was the only one in the vicinity. They had evidence. Fingerprints on a weapon. Security camera footage that seemed to match his likeness. Pearson did it. There was no doubt about it.”
“If he did it, he would be in jail right now.”
“That’s just it. They had to throw out his case. Somehow, Pearson had the richest defense attorney money could buy. Pointed out how all of the evidence was circumstantial. Just because Pearson was there didn’t mean he did it. The truth was, even a confession wouldn’t have gotten him locked up.”
“Gloria and Albert Prescott… The names you mentioned… Your parents.”
“Yeah…” She smirked for just a second then shook her head. “It took me a year to track him down. Finally found some asshole he knew him. Told me he went down to Ivory to try and disappear. I found him though.”
“You did. And Pearson won’t hurt anybody ever again. He’s gone, Audrey.”
I got up from my seat and put my hands on her shoulders. I could feel her petite frame shaking underneath my grip. I thought she’d be over it but she wasn’t. She only seemed angrier and more upset than before.
“My father was a police detective,” she said. “He was always trying to do what was right and he paid the price for it. It’s up to me to set things right.”
“Pearson is dead—”
“Pearson is dead but someone put him up to it. You heard him. Camden Booth. He’s the one who told him to kill my parents.”
She slowly turned around and looked up into my eyes. The amount of anger I saw was clear. I could see it burning inside of her, deep in her soul. The kind of anger that only something like this could bring out.
“I’m going to kill him,” she said. “I’m going to kill Camden Booth.”
“Audrey… You don’t even know who he is. He could be dangerous—”
“It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.”
“Killing him won’t bring your parents back—”
“No. But it’ll stop anybody else from getting hurt.”
“You don’t have to do this, Audrey.”
“I do.”
“Audrey—”
“No! Don’t you understand? He took my family from me! They were the only things that mattered! There’s no justice in this world unless I make it!”
I took a step back from her, my eyes locked on her. Now I could see her. The woman I was trying to figure out this whole time was finally in front of me. All of the rage and frustration. And I wanted to do everything I could to tame it.
“You hesitated,” I said. “You could’ve killed Pearson but you didn’t.”
“I won’t make that mistake with Booth.”
“There’s nothing wrong with not wanting to kill someone, Audrey. Even a piece of shit like Pearson. You think it’s easy?”
“You did it. How many people have you killed, Micah?”
She narrowed her eyes at me.
“I killed a lot of people out there. Some guys from 100 meters away. It’s different shooting someone up close. Looking into someone’s eyes and squeezing the trigger… Death is the only thing in life that’s permanent. There’s no coming back from it.”
“Good. Someone like Booth doesn’t deserve to come back.”
“I’m not talking about him. It’ll change you, Audrey. If you go through with what you’re trying to do, things won’t ever be the same.”
“Everything already changed when my parents died.”
“I didn’t know your parents. But i
s this what they would’ve wanted for you.”
Dammit, come on, Audrey.
I looked into her eyes, trying to get through to her. But she turned her back to me and looked back out toward the window.
“My parents are here,” she said. “I have to decide what’s best for them and their memory.”
“Killing someone like Booth—”
“I don’t know Booth. But I know if he’s capable of doing the things he’s done, he’s not a good person. Nobody would miss him if he’s gone.”
I couldn’t think of anything to say to make her change her mind. Every reason I was looking for was gone. You could never settle down someone who was bent on revenge. Not even someone as unassuming as Audrey.
Calm her down.
“I care about you,” I said. “I… I don’t wanna see you get hurt.”
“My father trained me ever since I was a little girl. Growing up in the city, I was taught what kind of dangers were lurking out there and how to prepare for them.”
“You’re not in the big city anymore. Ivory is different—”
“Booth is responsible for what happened to Jamie.”
She knew exactly what to say to get through to me.
“I’m here,” I said. “I’m here for you. If you’re intent on going after Booth, I can’t stop you. But you don’t know him. Don’t do this alone, Audrey. Let me… Let me handle it. I have just as much reason to go after Booth as you do.”
She slowly turned back around. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. There was no expression on her face. Just a solemn stare. But at least she’d finally calmed down.
“You know I can’t let this go,” she said, shaking her head.
“…Come here.”
I pulled her close to me and wrapped my arms around her. She started trembling softly against me. Her sobs were muffled as she buried her face into my chest. She’d finally let it all out.
“It’s all right,” I said, gently running my hand on her back. “Everything will be all right.”
“It just never ends… It never ends… There’s always someone else… There’s always someone out there, trying to go after good, honest people…”