Tangled Fury

by K. L. Middleton

  My cheeks turned pink.

  He grinned devilishly. “You’re right, Emma, I normally love chocolate chip. Tonight, however, I’m craving sugar.”

  “Okay,” replied Emma, opening up the bag. She handed him a sugar cookie. “You should probably only eat one. Otherwise, you’ll be up all night with a sugar high. That’s what Arlene told me.”

  “She’s right,” I answered.

  “Mommy, what kind of cookie would you like? A sugar?”

  “You know, I’m going to be more daring than usual. I’ll have chocolate chip.”

  Thane grinned. “Stepping out of your comfort zone, huh?”

  I winked at him. “It appears that way, doesn’t it?”

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Sera

  After we put Emma to bed, Thane grabbed my hand and led me back to the bedroom.

  “We need to finish something,” he said, closing the door behind us.

  “I don’t know if this is a good idea,” I whispered, now nervous that Emma was home. “She might hear one of us.”

  His eyebrows lifted. “Are you loud?”

  I fell onto the bed and grinned up at him wickedly. “That depends.”

  “On what?”

  I raised my leg and pressed my toe gently against his crotch. “Do you really have to ask?”

  He groaned. “Jesus, woman, you’re going to make me come before I get a chance to take my pants off.” He looked around my room. “Okay, so you might get loud…. do you have a radio or something to muffle the noise?”

  “My alarm clock,” I said, reaching towards it. I turned on the radio and then looked back up at him. “Sorry, this is probably not your kind of music.”

  “What do you mean? This is my song,” he replied, rolling his hips to a song called “Fancy”, by Iggy Azalea.

  I giggled.

  “I’m so fancy,” he sang, swaying to the music. He reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt. “You already know…”

  “Oh my God,” I laughed, watching him. Part of me was so turned-on that I couldn’t wait for him to take it off. All of it. Another part of me was screaming inside with joy. I couldn’t remember ever having this much fun with a guy. Especially one that I felt safe around, or turned me on like he did.

  He flung his shirt onto the ground as I stared at his perfectly sculpted chest. I imagined my hands and tongue, exploring the muscles and hard surfaces that led to a narrow waist and finally, the trophy that was waiting for me below. When he reached down for the buttons on his pants, I couldn’t take it anymore.

  “Wait,” I said, getting on my knees. I moved towards him. “Please… let me do that.”

  Still singing, he waved me away and did it himself. “I’m so fancy,” he sang, lowering his pants to just below his hips. “Can’t you taste this gold?”

  “You’re killing me,” I pouted. “Well, two can play at that game.” I stood up next to him, and pulled off my sweatshirt, exposing my breasts. I thrust my chest forward and raised my arms in the air, also swaying to the music.

  He stopped and stared at me like a hungry lion. “You’re wicked, you know that? How could I have hired such a wicked little minx?”

  “You tell me,” I replied, moving closer to him, until I was looking up into his eyes.

  His hands cupped my breasts and he crushed his lips against mine, sucking the moisture right out of them. Panting, I pulled him towards the bed and we landed in the middle, with him on top, crushing me into the mattress. It was glorious.

  “I need you inside of me,” I demanded, unzipping his pants until I could slide my hand down the front. I grabbed a hold of his engorged penis and he gasped.

  “Careful,” he whispered, his voice shaky.

  I could feel my sex twitch and drool in anticipation of such a wholesome treat. “Take these off, Thane,” I ordered, tugging at his pants.

  He pulled them off and kicked them away. Then he reached for my shorts and they were soon lost in the darkness.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, staring down at me.

  I pulled him against me and closed my eyes, enjoying the moment of being completely naked with a man and… without fear. I’d forgotten what it was like. I’d also forgotten how wonderful an orgasm was under the ministrations of a man who cared. I wrapped my legs around one of his powerful thighs and began to grind against it, already close to another orgasm, just by lying in his arms.

  He grabbed my breasts and squeezed them firmly, his mouth on mine again. Releasing one of them, he moved his hand to my ass and slid a finger into a hole that I’d never used during sex. I stopped moving for a brief second, until I noticed how good the motion actually felt.

  “Do you have a condom?” he asked, his voice husky in my ear as his finger kept moving in and out down below.

  “No,” I replied, gasping. “Do you?”

  He swore and moved his hand away from my ass.

  “I take that as a no?”

  “It’s okay,” he said, sighing. “I’ll bring one next time.” He grinned wickedly. “Guess you’ll just have to sit on my face again.”

  I blushed. “Just so that you know… I’m on the pill,” I whispered. “To help me regulate things…”

  “You are?”

  I nodded. “Uh, are you… clean?”

  He smiled. “I’m so clean I squeak when I walk. No diseases.”

  “Me neither.”

  “What are we waiting for then?”

  Smiling, I grabbed a hold of his shaft and rubbed the head with my thumb. He groaned and a couple of pre-cum drops escaped from the tip.

  “That’s it,” he growled, spreading my legs. He positioned himself between my thighs and looked down at me. “I can’t wait anymore. I need to feel your tight little body wrapped around my cock.”

  “Me neither,” I moaned. “Fuck me, Thane.”

  Staring down into my eyes, he pushed inside of me, groaning as he kept trying to go deeper. But, it had been a long time since I’d had sex, and he was… big.

  “You didn’t tell me you were a virgin,” he whispered hoarsely.

  I contracted some of my muscles down below. “Does this feel like a virgin?”

  “Wicked... woman….” he said, clenching his jaw. He pushed inside further, managing to finally get completely inside of me. “Gonna undo me.”

  “Just do me first,” I ordered, grabbing his hair. “Come on, Mufasa.”

  “I’ll show you, Mufasa,” he growled, pulling out slowly, before plunging back into me.

  “God, yes,” I murmured, thankful that I was still so wet. The guy was definitely a king in the jungle of man.

  He began moving his hips faster and soon I had opened up enough so that there was no pain involved, only pleasure. After a couple more plunges, he stopped and pulled me on top of him.

  “Ride me,” he ordered, grabbing one of my breasts. “I want to watch you.”

  I threw my head back and began moving my hips in a circular motion, moaning in pleasure….

  *****

  Thane

  I stared up at Sera’s naked body, trying to hold back from exploding.

  It wasn’t easy.

  With her perfectly round breasts and tight hole that massaged my cock, bringing me to the edge and back, I was definitely fighting a losing battle. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her until she came again, but my sex-depraved member below was on his own agenda. And she was tight. So tight.

  I grabbed her hips and decided to end this first session with as much propulsion as I could muster. I turned her back over and rubbed her clit.

  “Yes,” she moaned as my hips increased their momentum and I buried myself inside of her with each thrust. Seconds later, she grabbed the pillow and put it over her mouth. “I… I’m coming again,” she gasped, her voice muffled.

  Her orgasm caused her pelvic muscles to somehow grapple and massage my rod. Groaning in pleasure, I also went over the edge and exploded inside of her while we held each other in a de
ath grip. When the spasms subsided, I slid down next to Sera and pulled her against me. We lay there together, trying to catch our breath.

  “Hey,” I whispered, after a few minutes.

  “Hmm?”

  “Does this mean that I don’t have to sleep on the sofa tonight?”

  She giggled. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

  “Oh, I get it. You use me for pleasure and then toss me to the lumpy sofa afterwards?” I teased. “Like I said before, you’re a very wicked woman.”

  She looked at me, still smiling. “You can sleep here, but… not all night. I don’t want Emma to walk in here and see you sleeping next to me. She wouldn’t understand.”

  I closed my eyes and yawned. “I hear you.”

  She was silent for a few minutes and then cleared her throat. “You know, you don’t have to feel obligated to stay here.”

  I opened my eyes and turned to look at her. “What do you mean?”

  “Ray is in jail. He can’t harm us right now.”

  “I’m not staying here because of him,” I said, grabbing her hand. “I’m staying here because of you.”

  “Because of me?”

  I kissed her fingertips. “Yes. Of course. You didn’t think this was going to be just a one-night stand, did you?”

  “No, I was hoping that it wasn’t.”

  “I was never much for those. Plus, I’d never do that to you.”

  “Okay, well, what’s going to happen? Now that we’ve...”

  “Had sex?”

  “Yes.”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know. Let’s just take it day-by-day. Obviously, this was unplanned, right?”

  She let out a ragged sigh. “It certainly was. I was just wondering how the girls at Tangled are going to react, when they find out.”

  “Doesn’t matter because they aren’t going to find out.”

  Sera stiffened up. “So, this wasn’t a one-night stand, but you still want it to be a secret?”

  “Does that bother you?”

  “I… I don’t know.”

  “Sera… I like you. I like you a lot. But, I run a business and if the girls find out we’re sleeping together, they might not understand.”

  She moved to the side of the bed and sat up, her back to me. “Here’s a crazy question for you –who cares if they understand or not?” she said, stiffly. “This isn’t about them. It’s about us.”

  I groaned. “Sera, don’t do this.”

  “Do what?”

  “Make this into something complicated. It doesn’t have to be.”

  She grabbed her sweatshirt and pulled it over her shoulders. “You know, Thane, maybe it would be better if we didn’t have to lie to them.”

  “What do you mean?”

  She turned to me. “If we don’t sleep together, we don’t have to hide anything from anyone.”

  “What exactly are you saying?”

  “Exactly what it sounds like I’m saying.” Sera stood up and grabbed her shorts. “This was a one-time thing. It was obviously a mistake. One that should never happen again.”

  “It wasn’t a mistake,” I protested, trying to reach for her.

  She stepped away quickly. “It’s obvious that you think it was. You’re already talking about hiding it from everyone.”

  “Why can’t you understand this? I’m sorry, okay… I’m sorry that I don’t want everyone to see me mix business with pleasure or that I want them to gossip about us. That doesn’t mean I want to give you up. I just want to keep our sexual relationship between us. It’s nobody else’s business.”

  “Our sexual relationship…Hmm. Thane, I don’t want to be rude, but I think you should probably leave,” said Sera, not looking at me. “I now realize that I was the one who made a dreadful mistake. By sleeping with my boss… a man who doesn’t like to mix business with pleasure. I’m sorry that I put you in a position like this. Besides, I’m pretty sure now that I threw myself at you. You never asked for this.”

  I stood up. “Sera, come on. You didn’t throw yourself at me.”

  “Please, don’t make this anymore complicated,” she said, folding her arms under her chest. “Just, go home.”

  “You’re serious?”

  She nodded. “Very. Besides, it’s obviously better this way. Now, you don’t have to hide anything from the girls at work and… well, I don’t have to hide anything from Emma, Fred, or Arlene.”

  “I think Arlene already knew something was going on.”

  She shrugged. “Maybe, but it doesn’t matter. Not anymore.”

  “Fine, if you really want me to leave, I will. But, before I do, I want you to know that tonight meant a lot to me and I’m not just talking about the sex.”

  “It meant a lot to me, too,” she replied. “Obviously, it wasn’t enough...”

  I frowned. “What do you mean… it wasn’t enough?”

  Sera smiled bitterly. “Forget about it. Look, I’m going to check on Emma and then take a shower. If you could lock the door behind you, that would be great.”

  “You really want me to leave?”

  “Yes, but make sure you get dressed beforehand. We wouldn’t want the neighbors gossiping. It would be too… complicated.”

  Before I could reply, she walked out of the bedroom.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Sera

  I couldn’t sleep for most of the night, my feelings all jumbled. I wasn’t sure who I was angrier at – me, for sleeping with Thane, or him for acting like a man who was having some kind of illicit affair. He wasn’t even married and he made me feel like a mistress. One he wasn’t even proud of. Well, I was tired of secrets. I’d lived too many of them for the past few months.

  The next morning, I got both Emma and I dressed, made us lunches, and then drove her to school. Afterwards, I went to work, deciding that I would pretend that nothing had happened the night before. That I hadn’t had the most amazing sex ever. That I wasn’t already missing Thane’s hands on my body or his mouth on mine.

  It wasn’t easy.

  The moment I walked by his office and saw him sitting behind his computer, I ached to be near him. There was something about the man that made my heart leap and my insides turn to mush. Unfortunately, there wasn’t a switch to stop me from feeling that way either. The fact that he’d made love to me so passionately the night before, made it even worse.

  Trying to ignore the dull ache in my chest, I went to my booth and got everything ready for an appointment I had scheduled in thirty minutes.

  “Hey, girl,” said Felicia, stopping by and holding a brown paper-bag. “Did you ever find out if you could make it to that party I was telling you about?”

  I sighed. “Things have come up and I just can’t. The next time you throw a party, however, I swear – I’ll be the first one at your door.”

  “I had a feeling you were going to say that. I didn’t give you much notice and I know you have a daughter. Finding a babysitter last minute can’t be easy. Anyway,” she lowered her voice. “I got you something. As a welcoming gift.”

  I raised my eyebrows. “You did?”

  She winked. “I sure did. Now, I wouldn’t open it up here at work, unless you’re very brave.” She pulled out a gift that was the size of a shoe box and handed it to me.

  “What is it?” I whispered, shaking the box.

  “It’s your new best friend,” she replied, smiling wickedly. “Besides me. Have fun, girl.”

  “My new best…” I suddenly realized what was in the box and my cheeks turned pink. “Oh…”

  “Oh is right. You’ll be having a screamin’ O before the night is over, you know what I’m saying?”

  I put the box down next to my purse. “I believe I do. Thank you Felicia.”

  “You’re welcome. Oh, have you seen Thane?”

  “I believe he’s in his office,” I said, pointing.

  “Good,” she chuckled. “I have a gift for him, too. Something to take the edge off of things. Make him a little easie
r to be around, during the day.”

  “No way. You bought him some kind of sex toy, too?” I whispered, trying to hold back my laughter.

  “Damn right I did. Now, you just watch… when he comes in tomorrow, he’s going to be a changed man.”

  “You think so?”

  “I know so. The man admits that he never has sex. Once he uses what I have in this little bag, his world is going to shift back to its proper alignment. He’s going to benefit, and so are we.”

  I wasn’t so sure, but the idea was amusing.

  “Well, good luck giving it to him,” I said, as she walked towards his office.

  Two minutes later, she walked by my booth again, winking. “He said he’d give it a whirl.”

  My jaw dropped. “Really? What exactly did you get him?”

  She lowered her voice. “It’s this thing that looks and feels like a woman’s hoo hoo. He just has to close his eyes and do his thing.”

  “And he told you he’d try it?” I asked, now feeling warm below as I pictured him masturbating with it.

  She chuckled. “Maybe not exactly.”

  Just then, Thane stepped out of his office and our eyes met. I quickly looked away.

  “What time is your first appointment, Felicia?” he asked, walking over.

  “Soon. In fact, I should go up to the front and wait,” she said, walking away.

  “Good idea. What about you, Sera?”

  I cleared my throat. “Uh, about twenty minutes.”

  “Good. I was wondering if we could go over some more paperwork in my office? I forgot to have you fill out a few pages and I don’t want the IRS breathing down my neck if I forget to have you sign them.”

  I stood up. “Uh, sure.”

  “You first,” he said, motioning towards his doorway.

  Once we entered his office, he closed the door behind him.

  “Is that necessary?” I asked, sitting down.

  He stepped around his desk and sat down. “What’s wrong? Nervous of being in my office with the door closed?”