by M. L. Ray
My life would never be normal.
It was never normal.
“Are you excited to go back to work, Miss Clark?” Mickey asked, on the rear view mirror. He was sitting in the driver seat with a smile on his face. He looked like he was really enjoying what he was doing.
“Yeah, I think so,” I responded, nodding my head slightly.
Over the past few days, I got to know each of the team members slowly. Mickey and Timmy were both happily married and waiting for their first child, while Carl was engaged and Jackson was broken hearted. I felt really thankful that they were willing enough to open up about their lives to me. Jackson even asked me how to move on with his life and forget the woman he loved ever since he was twenty.
On the other hand, I haven’t really talked with Rico after the bathroom incident. I’m still feeling frustrated and upset with the words he had told me that night. I couldn’t understand why I was feeling like this but to hell with it, I just didn’t feel like…
Fuck him for being such an asshole. Conceited jerk.
My mind snapped back to reality when I heard the passenger seat’s door swung wide open, Rico was getting inside the vehicle. I held my breath when our eyes met, feeling guilty for cursing him.
What the hell is this feeling?
But he looked gorgeous as hell in his black shirt and leather jacket. His hair was brushed up and his face looked neater than the first time I saw him. Did he shave? I bit my bottom lip to suppress myself from licking my mouth. My lips felt dry because of the intensity of his gaze. I didn’t know if it was real or just my imagination but I was really starting to feel like a thirsty old badger.
“It’s all clear. We can go now. Timmy and Jackson will be tailing us with another car,” he informed, in a very cold tone. After that, he averted his gaze and secured the locks of the doors before motioning Mickey to drive.
I crumpled up my face and looked outside the glass windows. The way he was ignoring me was bothering me way too much. Plus the idea of him not being interested in me was driving me out of my wits. He was the first man to say that to my face without blinking. Worse, he said those words while looking at me without wearing anything.
Is he gay?
I wanted to slap myself in the face for having such a silly thought. Of course, Rico Miller was not gay. He probably has someone in his heart and mind to the point that he couldn’t find me attractive anymore – or anyone else. Pfft. Whatever the reason was, it was none of my business. I should stop thinking about it – or him. Because ever since he came into my life, I’ve been thinking about a lot of weird stuff. And for the first time, I even had the craving to genuinely get someone’s attention.
And it was weird…it was dangerous.
I was dumbfounded when I realized that the van we were riding had stopped infront of my company building. Did my mind wander too much thinking about Rico Miller to the point that I didn’t notice time passing by so fast?
This isn’t right. Get a grip of yourself, Maxine. He’s just another man.
“We’re here,” Mickey announced, glancing at the rear view mirror. He looked excited and tense at the same time. I bet he was having one of those adrenaline rushes. I still couldn’t understand why these guys seemed to be having fun putting their lives on the line just to protect someone else. Though I’m very much thankful that people like them still exist. And I’d bet they’re more than willing to risk their lives for the woman they love.
Ah, how good it would feel to have someone like that, I thought dreamily, recollecting my stuff beside me. Rico is probably someone like that, too. Who knows?
I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. There you go again. Rico. Rico. Rico. Why does it always have to be him?
“I’ll check the perimeters first. Wait here,” Rico spoke, in an authoritative voice. And somehow I could feel that he was really worried about my safety when I caught him stealing a glance at me. The thought itself made me giddy, sending shivers down my spine, making me act like a high school girl.
What the fuck? You’re just hallucinating.
A few moments later, I heard a knock on the window. It was Rico, making hand gestures that it was okay to go out. He opened the door on my side and watched me with an empty expression – he still looked so gorgeous though. With a heavy breath, I tugged the strap of my shoulder bag before finally getting out of the vehicle.
I walked in a fast pace with Rico beside me – and his subordinates around us. Honestly, I didn’t want them to do this because I didn’t want my people to think I was in a really bad situation. And of course, it would only make the enemies think that I’m scared of them. But Rico and the security insisted that if I didn’t take them with me to work, I would have to stay in my house – like a house arrest.
It’s kind of frustrating because I was never used to having people follow me everywhere – not to mention that these ‘people’ were men. Even after making friends with the four of them, I’m still not very comfortable because Rico was the one who was assigned to be with me – even inside my office.
But you’ll enjoy it, my mind teases, making me shake my head when we get in the elevator, gaining myself worried glances from the whole security team.
“Are you okay?” Jackson asked worriedly, looking down at me. His forehead was crumpled.
I shrugged. “Of course. I’m actually very excited to get back to work,” I assured everybody inside the elevator, catching Rico glancing at me once more. His usual empty expression had shifted into the kind I have never seen before. He looked a bit flustered and bothered and concerned all at once which I thought a good thing.
Of course, after seeing me naked it’s impossible for him not to think about me. He’s just a man after all. And I’m still the ultimate seductress, the Maxine Alexandria Clark.
I coughed at my thoughts, hoping it would erase the ridiculous ideas that have been swarming in my mind lately. When Rico studied my face, I felt my cheeks grow hot, making me blush like a sixteen-year-old. I averted my gaze shyly, like he would be able to read my mind – I was really hoping he couldn’t. He didn’t have superpowers, right? But when he placed a hand on my forehead to check my body temperature, I finally lost it. My knees grew wobbly and I swore I’d collapse sooner or later. The elevator felt smaller and I was gasping for a normal breath.
You are totally affected by him. You finally met your match, my mind mocked. My rationality was brought back to life when I heard the elevator stopped at the top floor of the building. It was where my office was located.
“You seem fine,” Rico then muttered, when the four of his subordinates left the elevator to check the surroundings. Again, I found it exaggerated but I just couldn’t protest anymore, now I was feeling so small with Rico Miller’s presence. The four cornered space was big enough for ten people but I felt like a rat trapped in a lion’s den.
I jerked away. “Of course, I’m fine,” I responded firmly, regaining my poise.
He smirked at me before leading the way to the corridors and I wanted to scratch his handsome face for being such an ass. Why did I have to be attracted to someone like him?
I’m attracted to him?! Oh, no!
Chapter 9
Rico
As much as I hated the idea of being with Clark for twenty-four boring hours a week, I couldn’t suppress the urge to steal glances at her. She was so busy to the point that she kind of forgot I was even there. There were piles of paper on her table and I’m having quite the time of my life watching her. She would crumple up her face; raise a brow; grit her teeth; widen her eyes; and smile as she got on with her work. I’m surprised I didn’t get sick of it, though.
Dude, you’re doomed, my mind mocked.
After the bathroom incident, I never had a peaceful night. Because aside from taking turns with my men for full surveillance of her house, pictures of her being naked kept on flashing in my damned mind. I got tired of trying to erase it in my head and finally decided to
‘enjoy’ these stupid ideas.
It wasn’t only once or twice or even thrice, but every time I took glances of her. Just like now, I was trying to concentrate on the crossword puzzle from the paper. But pictures of her wearing nothing but a pair of lacey undergarments swarmed in my head – her healthy breasts and round ass screaming in proudness, sending heat throughout my body. Fuck her for being so alluring.
She was seducing me without doing anything.
I could imagine her doing something on that very table – with me. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I kneaded on her breasts. My mouth was running on her neck down to her belly and eventually to her pussy – licking, sucking, and fucking her hard. I could imagine her moaning in pleasure with her nails dug into my skin as she begged for more of me. And damn, it wouldn’t be so bad if she could suck my cock with those pink thin lips. It would have felt so fucking good!
God, I’ve never desired having a woman beneath me this much. It was wrong but I couldn’t help but wonder if things would be different if she wasn’t Jacob’s ex-girlfriend; if she was not a gold digger; if she was not who I thought she was.
I released a heavy sigh when I felt a burden in my chest. I should stop dreaming of having Clark in my arms. She was just another woman. And as soon as this case was over, I would be able to get over the attraction I felt towards her – just like before.
“Stop,” Maxine spoke, pointing at me with the fountain pen she was holding. She was shooting me daggers under that pair of round eyeglasses which I found so fucking sexy, by the way.
I shot her a confused look. What did I do?
“Stop what?” I asked shrugging, clueless.
“Stop sighing. It’s annoying,” she stated, with a brow raised. “You can leave and switch with one from your team if you’re that bored.”
I chuckled dryly, realizing that every single she does and say is seducing the monster out of me. She was indeed a queen of seduction.
And you like that, don’t you? You always like being teased and seduced, dude. So, just enjoy the show. You can’t avoid it anyway.
I crossed my arms on my chest. “Oh, you’re interested in someone. Should I tell him? Who’s he?” I smirked. But I’m desperately hoping she’d say ‘no’. I just had the gut feeling that I wouldn’t like it if she confirmed my guessing.
“W-What?”
“Who?”
“You’re insane!”
“Am I? I am just offering you help,” I stated sarcastically, faking a shocked expression on my face. God knows how much self-control it took me not to grab her to sit on my lap when she walked towards the sofa I was sitting on. She looked so hot in that black leather skirt and white top.
Planting her hands on her hips, she looked at me straight in the eyes. And I just loved the way her boobs bounced when her body moved swiftly.
I could get used to this kind of teasing.
“I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you,” she spoke, after releasing an exasperated sigh. And she looked like she was losing all her patience when I grinned.
“Well, you are the one who is suggesting getting someone else from my team to be in here. I’m a man, Clark. I can tell if a guy is interested in a girl or not,” I stated, crossing my legs this time, enjoying the view of her standing right in front of me.
“And you are insinuating?”
“Well, if you have any plan on expressing your interest to one of my colleagues, do it after this case is settled. We don’t mix business with pleasure. And I am not going to let you tarnish their records,” I retorted, gaining another deadly glare. And the more she gets mad the more I feel hot. It was not new. I get it everytime I see her.
“Fuck you and your perfect record, Mr. Miller, but you are one hell of an asshole! You were sighing like a tired carabao without doing anything. You are just sitting prettily here, enjoying your,” she paused, stealing a glimpse of the paper I was holding, “your stupid crossword puzzle – and you are not even able to answer half of it – while I’m literally exhausted doing my job. Do I have to spell it out for you? Hearing you sigh ticks me off. Are you that stupid? Really?”
My mouth swung wide open after hearing her rants. Not because I was speechless and not because I was not expecting her to fire back, but because of the rising and falling of her chest. If I could just have the chance to cup those mounds! Shit.
Maxine closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip and heaved a series of deep breathing before looking at me once again with a more composed expression.
“Look, just stop annoying me.”
“I wasn’t. I apologize if you find my sighs annoying, Your Highness,” I grumbled under my breath, when I felt myself growing hard when she flipped her hair. To hell with my perfect record and business over pleasure but I’m getting my hands on her today.
“But I think I know how to ease your stress,” I said huskily. And with that, I rose from my seat and wrapped my arms around her tiny waist, closing the gap between our bodies. Just like I imagined, her breasts felt so good against me. She was breathing heavily when I pulled her closer.
“W-What are you doing, Mr Miller?” she stuttered, looking away, her breath touching my face.
Without saying anything, I held the back of her head with a hand and planted a kiss on her slightly parted lips. Her mouth was soft and I could feel her pulse going fast. She struggled against me at first but when my tongue entered her mouth, she responded with my kisses. I felt her hands wrapping around my neck and that was when I learned she liked it too. The kiss went deeper and longer and I was amazed with the intensity of her kisses. Our tongues played and she moaned when she felt my hardness on my belly. Fuck! That was so sexy.
Maxine jerked away from my grasp, licking her mouth like she had just had a taste of her favorite ice cream. And somehow I felt proud and upset and thankful at the same time. I was glad and proud she enjoyed the kiss as much as I did. But upset because she ended my dreams too quickly.
“Pervert,” she muttered, with a mocking grin on her mouth, looking at my hard on. Had she been playing with me? Did she know I was going to react that way?
“Couldn’t blame me,” I reasoned, shrugging, not feeling the least bit embarrassed with the boner I had. But I was really starting to feel the pain.
“I thought you said you’re not interested in me,” she mocked, with an eyebrow raised. She bit her bottom lip like she was doing it on purpose to tease me.
“Was,” I corrected. It was a lie. I have always been attracted to her – even when she was still Jacob’s girlfriend. And I’m still.
There you go. You finally admit it.
“Oh, so now you are?” Maxine asked sarcastically, fixing her hair in a messy bun which exposed her nape. I wanted to groan when I found it ultimately seductive. She looked like a timid librarian with her hair like that and black rimmed eyeglasses.
Yeah, I have pornographic fantasies and I blame it all to the porn movies I’ve watched when I was in middle school.
I didn’t respond. Instead, I met her gaze with nothing but lustful stares. I was thinking the sofa was big enough to cater for our bodies if we did it right now. It would be a lovely picture to have, her closing her eyes, while I sucked her tits as she begged me to fuck her hard and fast.
Maxine sat on my lap, rubbing herself on my boner, earning herself a loud groan which I had been trying to suppress for a while now. She was facing me and my nose touched her bouncing breasts as she did a bit of a lap dance. I grabbed her round ass and she moaned when I buried my face on her exposed cleavage. She smelled so damn nice that I heard myself grumbling in pleasure against her skin.
She was attracted to me, too. And the monster in me was rejoicing.
“I thought you said you don’t mix business with pleasure,” she whispered, in between heavy breaths. I knew she was horny when my tongue touched her pebbled nipples. She was as hard as a rock.
With a sly smile on my face, I reached f
or her thighs that were covered with her leather skirt. I didn’t bother stripping it down because she was only wearing a lacy thong. With just a finger, I pushed the fabric aside and touched her wet pussy. She was fucking wet and I could just fuck her right now. I massaged her and she responded with moans, moving against my finger fast to gain more friction.
Maxine opened her eyes when I pulled my hand out of her skirt, licking my fingers that were wet with her juices. It was bittersweet. “You’re right. I don’t mix business with pleasure,” I agreed, licking her lips quickly before slipping a finger back inside her, making her squeal in bliss.
“But we are just helping you to relieve stress, aren’t we?”
She gasped as I gathered my pace, going in and out of her with two fingers. Her fingers ran through my hair and I know she loved it. She batted her lashes and looked at me with a shy smile.
“I guess so,” she responded, before devouring my lips.
Chapter 10
Maxine
I smiled victoriously when I saw Rico’s dumbfounded expression after leaving him hanging in pain on the sofa. I recollected my composure in front of him then smirked before going back to my table. He was so fucking hard and was growing harder as time passed. Actually, it got me really scared when I felt him growing bigger each second and I pondered if I would be able to accommodate his thickness and length if I’d ever lose my self-control – which never happened.
But you almost gave in earlier. You were moaning crazily when his fingers slid inside you, woman! You’re acting like a whore.
I sighed after settling back on my swivel chair, staring at Rico who was already on his feet, taking large and quick footsteps to leave my office. He paused for a moment as he gritted his teeth in anger. He looked like he just had the biggest humiliation in his entire life.