Big Bad Easy (13 page)

She heard the click of the dead bolt and the slide of the extra external lock that she’d installed. She’d been stationed in more dangerous places than New Orleans, but then her roommates all had guns, big ones, that would stop any intruder. Here, she’d decided to get her gun fix at a shooting range instead of keeping her own.

“Hey,” she called, “are you going to answer me.”

“Yes.” He made his way around the couch and down the hallway. “Glock 22.” With a click, his gun holster came off and hung on his arm. “Ever fire one?”

“No. Will you let me?” She strode to him to take a look at his sidearm.

He stopped her with one hand on her hip. “You are easily distracted. I’m not talking guns with you in only your skin. In fact, I’d rather not talk at all.” He dropped his holster and gun in a chair, and took her in his arms, pressing his mouth to hers in a punishing kiss.

She let him guide her to the bed as his tongue invaded her mouth and tangled and caressed her. Waves of delight crashed through her as she took the kiss deeper. His mouth pressed and urged her for more. When the back of her legs hit the edge of her bed, she sat with her arms still around his neck, trying to pull him down atop her.

“Have to get undressed first.” As he pulled the T-shirt over his head, she attacked his belt buckle.

The button of his pants and the zipper were no obstacle as she sought his cock. She shoved his underwear over his hips, and took his hard shaft in her hands. “Ah, here’s my favorite part.”

“Glad you like him. He’s pretty fond of you.” He grinned, but it was feral, wanting, hungry.

She backed further onto the bed and tossed all the pillows to the floor. They’d end up there anyway like they had the night before. “Come get me, then.”

He grabbed her ankle and with a tremendous pull yanked her toward him. She laughed as he crawled his way along her legs, giving kisses and tiny bites along the way. “Beautiful, long legs.”

She spread them as his mouth traveled higher up toward her pussy. A longing took over her actions. She wanted to have his tongue taste her and play with her clit. She lifted her hips to his approaching tongue.

“Not yet. I want to have a taste of these nipples.” He breathed on her stomach before his hands gave her breasts a squeeze. She gave in to his wants as he pulled a nipple into his mouth. He lavished attention on her breasts. His hands massaged and squeezed her mounds as he kissed and sucked her ever-tightening pink buds. Her pussy responded with a flood of wetness. His cock rubbed along her clit, causing her to gasp with each stroke.

Delight filled her as she grabbed his hard ass in her hands to guide him inside her. She longed to feel his cock stretch her pussy. She lifted her leg to hook around his hip and took his throbbing shaft in her hand. “Call me greedy, but I’m ready to get right to it.”

He reached between their bodies, already glistening with sweat, and slid his fingers into her wet folds. “Oh, you are so very wet.”

“Yes, and ready.” She reached to her night stand and tried to open the drawer with the edge of her fingernail. She couldn’t quite get enough leverage, so she twisted a bit. The drawer opened, but she had to contort a little more to get the condoms tucked inside. As she tried to twist back, he stopped her.

“I like this.” He ran his hand along the swell of her hip along her thigh. She rested on her side. With a gentle nudge, he pushed her top leg to the bed. His fingers plunged into her pussy, and she tightened around him with a moan.

Still leaning on her elbows with a string of condoms in her hand, she pulsed her hips to the rhythm of his fingers sliding in and out. She wet her lips and swallowed as the waves of ecstasy radiated from where his fingers massaged the walls of her pussy. She gasped and panted, so close to an orgasm. She pinched her own nipple, hoping that would push her over the edge.

“Want to hand me one of those?”

Unable to tear one packet off, she tossed the whole length of condoms to him. With his fingers still pumping her pussy, she watched him rip open the foil with his teeth and slide the condom on his fully erect shaft. Anticipation made more wetness spread between her legs as he withdrew his fingers and teased at her wet opening with his cock.

“Yes,” she breathed, “there.”

He sank into her, filling her pussy with his long cock. His balls rested against her bottom leg and bounced as he made short thrusts inside her aching pussy. With his leg, he nudged her top leg forward and thrust his shaft deeper inside her as they lay nestled like spoons. She braced herself on her arms as the renewed waves of an orgasm built again. He pulsed behind her, his powerful thighs slapping against hers. His hand snaked along her side and found her breast. He squeezed in time with his thrusts, and electrical currents raced between her breasts down to her pussy and back again.

Neither of them talked, gasps and moans filled the room. She closed her eyes and reached her hand across his arm to find her clit. She wanted to come with his cock inside her, so she rubbed circles over her sensitive bud.

“Oh, you need some help.” He pulled out and rolled her onto her back. She almost yelled at him to get back to business, but he dove for her pussy and replaced her fingers with his tongue. His fast vibrations brought her close to the edge, and she grabbed at his head to push him closer.

He lifted his head despite the pressure she applied. She moaned, half in frustration and half in delight as he prolonged the ecstasy. He guided her legs onto his shoulders and lifted her hips with his hands. With a bite to her inner thigh, he returned to lavishing her clit with his tongue, this time slowly, circling her, blowing air, and even sucking it into his mouth.

The sweet torture of his lips upon her brought zings of electricity and a building of pressure low in her hips. Craving release, she pounded on the bed with her hands. “Dear god, Jameson, let me come.”

He growled and plunged his tongue into her pussy. She arched, which lifted her hips higher and deepened the thrust of his tongue. His fingers replaced his tongue, which found its way back to her now throbbing clit, in desperate need of a release. The waves built again, growing, crashing through her body.

“I’m so close. More. Oh. More.” She didn’t care that she was begging. All she wanted was more of his hands lifting her hips and more of his tongue teasing her clit and more thrusts of his fingers into her hot, wet pussy. Just as she thought an orgasm would rip through her, his fingers left. “No, no, no, no, no.”

She didn’t complain long as one long finger, slick with her juices, invaded her ass. The stretch set off the waves again, and she relaxed against his finger, hoping he would give her more.

His breath, hot against her inner thigh, gave her chills as he spoke. “Tell me what you want, Zara. Do you want this?”

“Yes,” she answered as she covered her eyes with her arms. The pulsing of his finger was almost too much. Her nerves felt overwhelmed, on the verge of shorting out.

“What do you want?”

“Suck me more, and…” He pulled his finger from her ass and she lamented, “Don’t stop that. Stretch me. More.” She couldn’t think. She wanted release so badly. She struggled to find the right words.

“Stretch your pussy or your ass? Where do you want it? I need to hear you say it.”

She took a deep breath and smiled as the words made their way out of her mouth. “Make me come with your tongue and put your fingers in my ass.”

He chuckled. He rewarded her by licking her clit and putting his finger back into her ass. “If you want more, I’m going to need that lube I saw the other night.”

“Drawer.” She flopped her hand to the bedside table that she’d struggled to open earlier.

He rolled her body forward with her legs still on his shoulders as he reached into her underwear drawer. She saw him smile as he found the lube. “I love that you like this.”

“I want your cock there next. All the way.”

“Your wish is my command.” He kissed her leg before looking into her eyes. “I’m going to put more fingers in you than one. You like more, don’t you?”

She nodded. It was all she could do as she watched him squeeze lube onto his hand. Instead of bending his head down, he gazed at her as two of his fingers pushed into her tight hole. She tensed as he plunged deeper, the stretch leaving her gasping. Pleasure ripped through her. “One more. Put in another.”

He grinned, pulled his fingers out, and poured more lube onto his fingers. Still watching her face, he pulsed his fingers at her tight hole, only diving in to the knuckle.

She begged. “Please. All the way.” He complied and she cried out as the pain became pleasure. He bent his head and licked and sucked at her clit while thrusting his fingers in and out. She reached for anything to hold onto as the orgasm ripped through her. Her hands found the rungs of her metal headboard, gripping tight as she moaned her pleasure.

“I love to hear you come.”

“I love it when you make me.” She panted and fell limp as he sat up. Her legs fell to the side.

“Since you got what you wanted, I have a request.”

“You’re not through with my request. I want your cock in my ass. I love it when you fuck me there.”

“I like how you think. Roll over for me. Will you? Hand and knees?”

“Sure.” Anything for him. Anything to feel his full shaft push into her ass, filling her. She flipped over, and rose on all fours. Juices from her pussy rolled down her thighs.

The bed shifted as he positioned himself between her legs. “Seems a shame to waste all that wetness.”

“Then play there first.” She wiggled her bottom. He could do whatever after that orgasm ripped through her. “I don’t mind.”

With one hand on her hip, he pushed into her hot core. She shivered as an echo of her pleasure traveled through her. He gritted through his teeth, “You feel so good. So tight.”

She pressed her ass backward, wanting to feel more of him in her. He helped by leaning over her, taking both her breasts in his hands. He pinched her nipples, and she moaned. “You’re going to make me come again doing that.”

He pinched more as he pounded into her from behind with such force that she grabbed the headboard for leverage. She wanted to meet his thrusts with her own backward force. Their moans echoed in her mostly empty room, and her breaths came closer together as he kept up his thrusts into her throbbing center. His hard shaft rubbed against her inner wall, and a tingling became a full electric shock as another orgasm slipped through her core. She clenched her walls around his pumping cock, wanting it to last longer.

He lifted his body pulling his full rod from her pussy. She didn’t protest since she knew what would come next. A delicious stretching of her tight hole. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he spread lube over his condom-covered shaft. “Oh, yes, baby. Oh, yes.” She wiggled again and lowered onto her elbows. She spread her legs wider, inviting him. With her body still twisted so she could see him, she waited.

His cock touched her tight hole. Longing to feel the stretch, she pushed back against him. The tip entered her, and she gasped with pleasure. This was bliss. His hands gripped her hips, and he plunged into her ass. Her body relaxed to take his full length.

“Zara.” Then she heard nothing but his heavy breaths as he fucked her ass. First slowly. She moaned with each languorous push into her. She loved this, everything about it, from the tight grip of his hand on her right hip to the way his other hand rested on her back. One hand said possession while the other made her feel relaxed, natural, and wanted. The way he thrust with such force showed her that he understood her strength. He made her feel equal.

His thrusts built in speed and intensity. She craned her neck to get a glimpse of him behind her. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was open. When his lids fluttered open, she smiled at him, thrilled that his blue orbs shined with passion. He growled. Damn, she loved that sound. Her body rocked with his movements and she strained against him, using all of her muscles to take his powerful thrusts.

Small bursts of electricity sparked each time his shaft stretched her tight hole. Those sparks traveled along her spine and through her chest. As her nipples contracted, she made a silent wish for him to be with her every night, sharing his ups and downs of the day, soothing her anger at co-workers, and ending with a session of energetic sex to feel completely connected. Like this. With his cock bringing her so close to the edge again. Like this. She closed her eyes as another orgasm crashed through her. Soon after, he yelled his release. He pumped slower, slower, then to nothing at all.

He sighed as he rolled to his side, taking her with him. As his cock softened and fell from her ass, he said, “Next time, I’ll have to find a way to fill both your ass and your pussy.”

“Yes, you do.” She’d go shopping tomorrow for a vibrator, and she smiled with the knowledge that there would be a next time. Jameson might not know it yet, but she planned to keep him for as long as she could. Maybe forever.

Chapter Ten

“Hey, you have to take a look at these.” Decker chuckled as he called across the station room the next morning.

Jameson frowned both at the cop and the computer that seemed stuck searching for the information he’d requested. Decker could be a sick son of a bitch when it came to crimes. He got a thrill from the beginning of an investigation and from studying the pictures of the scenes. The man always said that he got clues and information from the photos, but Jameson always thought he liked looking at blood and gore. Whatever was tickling Decker’s fancy could wait. “I’m looking for something.”

“Yeah, I know, and I might have what you’re looking for.” Decker motioned to him with a come hither gesture.

“It’s not my thing, man. You know that.”

“Yeah, we all know that.” Decker lifted his eyebrows suggestively.

“What the hell do you mean?” He remained in his chair as the computer sifted through the data he inputted a few moments ago.

“Can’t believe the guys didn’t say something as soon as you walked in. You were all the talk last night and this morning.” Decker leaned back in his own chair with his feet on his desk. The man was clearly happy that he had some scoop on Jameson. “Seriously, no one said anything to you, Kelly?”