Loco, page 5
I realized that I could have asked Millie the same question.
She knew what she was getting, but then, I’d thought that Leslie had, too. I’d been very clear. But Millie was older and more experienced than Leslie, and she wouldn’t let her feelings get in the way of physical gratification. Or so I hoped. But Leslie was young, and she had confessed that I’d only been her second sexual encounter. It appeared that she had disillusioned herself into thinking that our two hookups had meant more to me than they had.
The four months since we’ve seen each other should have made it clear that I wasn’t interested.
Shit! The sight of Millie’s car leaving the parking lot drew my attention and ramped up my need to get the fuck out of there before I lost her. “I gotta go!” I ignored Leslie’s huff and managed to avoid the hand she reached out to stop me with and roared out of the parking lot. Traffic was light, and it didn’t take me long to ride up close to Millie’s bumper. I smirked, seeing her peer at me in her sideview mirror.
Her expression was hard to read, but if I were a guessing man, I’d say she was pissed. She’d seen me at the restaurant there with Leslie. That’s okay, sweetheart, I thought to myself. I’ll be putting a smile back on your face in no time. I’d give her something else to think about besides a desperate waitress who was after my dick.
In no time we pulled into her apartment parking lot. Her unit, the second one from the end, was close to the back of the building where a border of trees backed up to her back door. I noticed that she didn’t wait for me as she exited her car, and was walking briskly toward one of the apartments. I sprinted to catch up with her at her door.
“Don’t be mad at me, darlin’, I can’t help what other women do.”
She snorted loudly and rolled her eyes as she fitted her key into the lock and turned the knob. “Be glad you caught up to me, because I wasn’t going to wait for you.”
I followed closely on her heel in case she decided at the last second to slam the door in my face. As soon as it closed behind me I grabbed her by the arm, pulled her around, and pushed her up against the wood. She gasped as I stepped against her. “We have a problem, darlin’,” I whispered against her parted lips.
“What problem?” she whispered in a slightly breathless tone.
“Those eye rolls are going to get you into trouble.”
I felt her tremble, wondering if she was frightened or excited at what was to come. “You said we have a problem. What’s yours?”
I grinned against the softness of her plump, inviting mouth. “They turn me the fuck on.” I pushed my hips against her so she could feel how hard I was.
She sucked in her breath, and that was my que to crush her lips beneath mine and thrust my tongue inside her open mouth. Her resistance was so miniscule that I could have been imagining it, but I couldn’t ignore how receptive she was once she gave in to the intense heat that had been building between us. Her moan of encouragement was backed up with the gentle arching of her lower body into my dick.
I groaned loudly, dry humping the fuck out of her as we moved our mouths against each other in a give and take that fed our hunger as much as it fueled it. Fuck, she felt good against my dick, and I couldn’t wait to get her naked and under me. When Millie wrapped her arms around my neck, I lifted her up, wanting to feel her legs wrapped around my hips and the hot core of her against me. As soon as she was anchored to me I spun from the door and headed in the direction where I thought her bedroom would be.
Unwilling to remove my mouth from the responsive warmth of hers, I made my way slowly through the room with one eye open, groaning with as much disappointment as arousal when I stumbled and we fell onto the couch. Millie laughed softly against my lips.
“Fuck,” I grunted, lifting her to arrange her further up the sofa. “Got you right where I want you,” I grinned, kissing her again. Damn she had a sweet mouth. I couldn’t wait to get it wrapped around my dick. But first, I needed to fuck her fast and hard. I ran my hands over her clothes across the curves that lay beneath, tongue fucking her until she pushed me away and gasped for breath.
“Oh, God!” Millie panted, her luscious tits heaving.
“Not God, baby, only Tucker.” I had no fucking idea why I’d told her my real name. I pressed my dick against her pelvic bone, clenching my teeth at how good it felt. My hands moved beneath her shirt to caress the silky softness of her skin, roaming up her sides and bringing the material with me until her tits were exposed. The large mounds were encased in a sensible cotton bra that brought a smile to my face.
“Off!” I demanded, grabbing the edges of her shirt. Millie instinctively sat up long enough for me to pull her shirt up over her head and arms. I tossed it aside as she settled back against the cushions. Giving her a feral grin, I reached for the front hook closure of her bra and unsnapped it. My dick punched forward when the creamy mounds exploded from the cups right into my face.
“Fuck, darlin’.” I groaned, happily suffocating myself by burying my face between the heavy globes and squeezing them against my cheeks. “I fucking love your tits.” Her soft whimpers drove me to suck, tongue, and use my teeth on her. I quickly worked myself up into a kind of frenzy that didn’t bode well for Millie.
“Loco!” Millie cried out, arching her pussy against me. “I’m burning up!”
“Too many fucking clothes,” I complained, drawing a nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. I reached for her shorts and peeled them down her legs before she could stop me. Not that she wanted to. Her actions spoke louder than words.
Once I had Millie naked, I took a moment to enjoy the sight of her smokin’ curves. She was all woman. Soft, full, and begging me to fuck her. She reached forward and raked her nails over the bulge in my pants, holding nothing back.
“Goddamnit!” I rasped, thrusting into her wicked touch. I quickly removed my cut and shirt while her hands worked at undoing my pants. With my zipper down, she hesitated, biting down on her lower lip and looking up at me. “Don’t stop now, darlin’.” I grinned, encouraging her to continue.
Slowly she pulled my pants apart until my pubic hair came into view. My eyes fell to her glistening pussy and I lost it. I couldn’t wait for her to get over her shyness. I needed to taste her. I dived between her legs and buried my face into all that wet goodness, sticking my tongue in as far as I could go.
I barely heard her cry over my groan. She arched sharply, and I felt her hands go to my hair. “Yes! Right there!” Millie cried out when I licked her clit. The little pearl was hard as a fucking rock, and soaked with her pussy juice. “Fuck!” she gasped.
I added a finger to my administrations, searching for and finding the little sweet spot inside. Sometimes it was hard to find, but Millie’s reaction told me that I was spot on. I dragged my finger over the spongy area of nerves, relishing it when she groaned loudly and brought her knees up, clamping my head between them.
“Don’t stop!” she begged, moving her hips as if we were fucking. “Please don’t stop!”
“Don’t intend to, baby,” I managed to get out. I added another finger and sucked her clit into my mouth, releasing it with a gentle nibble.
I knew the second she detonated. She screamed. Her pussy squeezed my fingers tightly, and her whole body convulsed with her release. As soon as I felt her warm cream on my fingers, I replaced them with my tongue.
I wanted to lap up every fucking drop of goodness, and I showed her no mercy.
Chapter 8
Loco
I pulled away from the sweetest pussy I’d ever tasted. “Fuck, darlin’, you came like a geyser.” Her blush covered her from her cheeks down to her chest. “No need to be embarrassed, baby.”
“I’ve, ah, never come that hard,” she admitted a little hesitantly.
I laughed and leaned over her. “Stroking my ego?”
She shook her head vigorously, her eyes widening. “No! It’s the truth.”
I covered her mouth with mine, letting her taste herself. She deepened the kiss with a moan. “My turn,” I said, jumping to my feet to remove my jeans.
“Condom,” Millie insisted, her eyes watching my movements with keen interest.
“Always.” I never fucked without wrapping up. I reached into my pocket for the condom when a noise in the apartment building caused me to stop and frown. Our eyes met, and I could see the confusion in hers, too. “The fuck?”
She sat up and then crawled to her knees, grabbing a pillow to hold in front of her. She turned her head, as if searching for the direction the noise had come from. I could make out muted sounds coming from the apartment next door, but couldn’t identify them. Someone was definitely pounding on the wall on the other side of Millie’s stove, and I watched as her worried gaze shot there.
We both heard someone scream Millie’s name. Millie jumped to her feet, her eyes growing wild. “That’s Viola!” she cried out, running toward the door. “Something is wrong!”
I reached for her arm and stopped her from opening the front door. “Baby, put something on. I’ll go check it out.” I dug out my phone, scrolled down to the name I was looking for, and then tossed it to her. “Let Bull know!” I left her looking somewhat shell-shocked and opened the door, rushing to the next apartment.
I listened at the door for a minute to determine where the scuffle was taking place. I assumed that Viola’s apartment had the same layout as Millie’s. The sounds coming from inside were muffled, but I could clearly hear a man and a woman’s voice. I didn’t bother to knock. I turned the doorknob with every intention to walk in unannounced, but the door was locked. Fuck!
“Open up!” I heard someone fumbling on the other side to undo the locks, but then it stopped.
Viola screamed. I stood back and kicked the fucking door in. The first thing I saw was some asshole holding her in front of him, and she looked terrified. There was also anger flashing in her eyes.
“Let her go, man!” I snarled, walking further into the room. If there was one thing I hated, it was seeing a woman being abused. The look on this asshole’s face revealed that he was in a panic, and when people panicked, someone got hurt.
Behind me I could hear the distant rumble of bikes pulling up. Hell, if that was Bull, he must have been close by when Millie called him.
"Nick, please!" Viola pleaded.
"I don’t want to hear from you, bitch!" the man muttered low, wrapping his arm around her in a choke hold. She dropped the rolling pin she’d been clutching and reached up for his arm with both hands, obviously trying to get him to ease up on the pressure he was applying.
I took a step forward, ready to put an end to this asshole, but Bull stormed into the room past me. His expression was stretched tight and aggressive. I knew that look. He was a lethal son-of-a-bitch when someone he cared about was threatened. Hell, we all were. The brother may not have known it yet, but he was all in with Viola.
"I don't think he has a weapon," Viola managed to get out, obviously relieved that Bull had arrived.
"I don't need one. I can break your fucking neck before they get to you," the asshole bragged, pulling her further away.
"This isn't going to end well for you, asshole," Bull said in a threatening growl. He slowly followed as Viola was dragged backwards toward a room out of view.
“You think Bull will kill him?” Yogie asked with a smirk.
I snorted. “I would, brother.” I listened for any sign from Bull that he might need help.
Yogie looked me over, as if seeing me for the first time. “Fuck, brother, where’d you come from?”
“Have a sweet piece next door.” I was half-surprised that Millie hadn’t shown up.
A grin spread across his face. “So that’s the shit all over your face.”
He didn’t know anything. “Fuck you.”
I thought about Millie and how close I’d come to fucking her. My dick had settled down, but I was still horny. It wouldn’t take much persuasion from her to have it hard again. Where was she?
"Fuck!” I heard some kind of commotion and then Bull’s loud curse. “He's outside in the back!" he yelled.
Yogie and I ran out of the apartment. He went one way and I went the other. It was fucking dark, and the few lights in the parking lot didn’t offer much help, especially when I rounded the corner of Viola’s unit, which was at the end. The border of trees had to be at least eight-feet high and were so close together that it made the area pitch black. The only lighting came from a couple of windows where the curtains were sheer.
Shit! I couldn’t see a fucking thing, and I didn’t hear anything either. By the time Yogie and I met up, I knew the asshole had gotten away. Still, we scoured the area for any sign of him.
“Maybe we should go back for a flashlight,” Yogie suggested.
“Nah. He’s gone,” I said. “If he made it to the other side of this shrubbery, he could be anywhere. Probably had a vehicle waiting there.”
We headed back to Viola’s apartment. Bull was talking on his phone next to his bike, so I made a beeline in his direction. He ended the call when we reached him. “Bastard got away,” I said, even though. I had a hunch that Bull already knew that.
He nodded. “Figured he would. He had it planned.”
“Was that her ex?” Yogie asked, lighting a smoke.
Bull nodded again, putting his eyes on me. “Thank fuck you were around, brother.” I recognized the look in his eye, and his smirk warned me that he was going to say something snide. “You romancing that pretty little redheaded friend of Viola’s?”
“Fuck, no. I hope to be fucking her tonight, though,” I smirked. “Already got a sweet taste.” I smacked my lips.
Bull laughed. “Careful, brother, she’s not like our club whores.”
“I could say the same thing to you about Viola, brother.”
Bull shook his head, looking towards the open front door. Millie had joined Viola, and we could see them from where we stood.
“The difference is, I don’t plan on fucking Viola.”
Sure, I thought, keeping it to myself. He was delusional if he believed that. I saw the way that Bull looked at the Viola. He wanted her in a bad fucking way.
Bull pinned a look on Yogie. “Might as well go home, brother.”
Yogie gave a chin lift and growled, “I’m all for that. Tired as fuck.” He mounted and started his bike.
We stood for a minute while Yogie peeled out of the parking lot.
“Got some calls to make,” Bull quipped. “You gonna be here in the morning to help with repairs?”
“Sure.” I hadn’t planned to spend the night, but that gave me the reason I needed to stay without worrying about how Millie would take it. “Give me plenty of time to work Millie out of my system.”
Bull shook his head with mild disgust and turned away from me, putting his phone to his ear. I turned toward the open door to Viola’s apartment, seeing the two women talking just inside. I let my eyes travel over Millie, knowing what was beneath the robe she’d thrown on. It hugged her curves. Damn, she was sexy as fuck. I could happily suffocate myself in those luscious tits. Maybe I would before the night was done.
As I got close, their voices carried outside.
“You can’t stay here alone like this,” I heard Millie say worriedly.
I stepped inside the room without announcing myself. “She won’t be alone.” I knew that Bull would never let Viola stay there by herself with all the damage that had been done to her apartment.
Both women turned in my direction when they heard my voice. My eyes went straight to Millie, taking in the heat that was still simmering in her eyes, turning the green darker. “Come on, baby, I want to finish what we started.” I reached for her hand, giving her a cocky wink. “The fucker got away,” I said to Viola.
“That doesn’t surprise me. Thank you for, um, breaking my door in.”
I laughed, dropping my eyes to the mark on her throat. “Better take care of that.”
Without another word, I pulled Millie behind me and headed back to her apartment. It didn’t surprise me when I turned the knob and the door opened. I paused and glared back at her. “Never leave your fucking apartment unlocked, darlin’.”
I yanked her inside, closed and locked the door, and pushed her up against it.
“Now, where were we?”
Chapter 9
Millie
I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, Loco had swooped in and covered it with his. As soon as his tongue touched mine, I felt a rush of warmth uncurl from my core and I was ready to take up exactly where we’d left off. I was still wet, thanks to the orgasm he’d given me. Ghost fingers skirted over my G-spot, making my knees grow weak. I welcomed his ruthless possession. I moaned beneath his rough attack and relished in the feel of his body crushing mine to the door.
His groan of pleasure encouraged me to curl my arms around his neck and arch into his hard cock, wishing that we were naked and fucking. Loco’s hands moved over me with possessiveness, brushing my robe off my shoulders to the floor at our feet. I hissed with the intensity of his caresses, a flicker of pain before real pleasure began. The feel of my bare breasts against his hard, naked chest made me aware of our differences in an arousing way.
He finally pulled back so we could catch a much-needed breath.
“Loco!” I panted, feeling my heart pound.
“What did I tell you earlier?” he grated, running his mouth along the side of my neck and curve of my shoulder. His hot breath bathing me. “I want to hear my real name on your lips.”
“Tucker!” I corrected. “Please fuck me, Tucker!” I didn’t care that I sounded like a desperate woman. I was. It had been so long since I’d been with a man, one who knew what he was doing. His large, capable hands cupped my bottom, giving the fleshy mounds a rough squeeze before he lifted me and grinded me over the ridge of his large cock.
