Chapter Seven
Kinsley
“What the hell Mollie!”
“Don’t what the hell me…. He’s fucking huge… and you didn’t return any of my texts or calls. How did I even know if you were still alive or not? I had to find you and I wasn’t leaving this apartment complex without you.” She starts walking through his apartment just seconds after he leaves.
“How did you find me?”
“One of the tenants told me where the fighter lives. He has a reallyyyyy nice dick by the way.” I just sit on the couch with my mouth wide open as she continues. “I’m going to guess that hurt just a bit. Are you sore?”
“Yeah… actually I am, but it’s in allllll the right places.” I exaggerate my words and give her the response she’s dying to get, even making disgusting motions with my hands. It’s not very often that Mollie gets to hear stuff like this from me. She on the other hand… is always spouting off about her sex life, even when it’s non-existent.
“He asked me to stay a few days with him.”
“And you told him yes!” She squeals when I nod. “Good. I’ll stay too… that way you have someone here in case shit goes south.” My first instinct is to tell her no, but I see how excited she is and chose not to ruin her fun. “I’m sure your lover boy will be more than happy to let me have my apartment for a few extra days.”
“I can ask him.”
“You’re glowing and shit.” She flicks a finger in my direction; her face contorted like she’s not sure how to take it all.
“Yeah… I really like him.”
“It looks good on you.” She lowers her finger and her face lightens up as if she’s coming to some realization that I’m not aware of.
I just laugh with her until she starts looking through his cabinets and drawers. “What are you doing?”
“The best way to get to know someone is to look through their belongings.”
“Stop Mollie. I’m not doing that.”
“I know you’re not. I am. Don’t worry… so far it’s all just the normal boring stuff. But he is a clean freak. Do you think you can handle someone that meticulous.
“Right now, I’m just looking to have fun for the next few days. The rest of it I’ll have to decide on later, when I find out if he’s really someone I want to have in my life.” She’s grinning from ear to ear.
“That looks is ridiculous on you.”
“What?” I copy her finger swipe move that she just pulled on me and throw it back at her.
“That creepy excited thing you have going on your face.”
“I can’t help it. I think you’ve found the one and I’m just fuckin’ happy for you.”
“Don’t be dramatic. I just met him…” She interrupts before I can even finish my thought.
“And did he not blow your damn mind last night. How about at the fight? Let’s not even talk about what must’ve went on that first night. Don’t think I don’t know that you’re keeping things from me about that.”
“Ok. Fine. I held his dick that night.”
“I knew something more happened that night.” She yells back at me and I can’t help but laugh at her.
“Well… I won’t be in your way the next few days. But I do want to make him feel uncomfortable for a few minutes when he returns.” I know she’s going to tease him about the way he answered the door. I’d warn him if I could, but watching her in action may be more fun.
“Don’t be too crazy on him. You know guys judge women on the company we keep.”
“So, he already thinks you’re a whore. Good deal.” Mollie has never been the delicate type. She says what she’s thinking and I love her for it, but I hope she doesn’t unleash the true crazy she’s capable of while Mavick is around.
“I really like Mavick.”
“Hah… you think?” I don’t have the chance to say anything more before we both hear the loud footsteps of someone coming up the stairs. We both watch the door to the apartment and even manage not to act super awkward when Mavick comes in.
He’s sweaty and breathing hard, but still sexy as hell. “My friend here says we’re staying in town a few more days. I’m gonna guess that you can extend the apartment I’ve got booked, since I’m not about to leave her in New Orleans all by herself.”
“Sure.” He responds quickly with a shrug.
“I like the outfit Mr. Fighter. It’s a bit more colorful than the one you were wearing earlier.” Andddd just like I knew she’d do, Mollie is instantly teasing him about earlier.
“Thanks.” He handles it well, with a sexy smirk and a purposeful walk straight through to his bedroom. After he closes the door we both snicker while she grabs her jacket to leave. “He’s hot as fuck, Kins… don’t mess this up.”
“I won’t. You sure you don’t want to catch the flight home? I hate to mess up your plans?”
“Are you kidding me? I don’t have plans. I’m living life day by day right now.” She hugs me tightly and leaves with a wink and a blown kiss in my direction.
The apartment is quiet. I listen at his bedroom door before I open the door. He’s not in his bed, but I hear the splash of water as I take a few steps. I slip my shirt over my head and drop the rest of my clothes on the floor as I walk through his room to join him. It’s a bold move for me, but I find it a bit easier knowing it’s Mavick behind that door.
I find him resting against the back wall of the shower, his eyes closed and water running down his chiseled body. His dick standing up and calling for my attention before he even sees me. I love this view and chose not to move until he opens his eyes and realizes I’m here.
He stands slowly, reaching for my hand he pulls me against his chest and wraps me up in his arms. I kiss his chest, letting the hint of salt taste linger on my lips before I do it again. He doesn’t say a word… just palms my face with his hands and leans down to kiss my lips. He’s relentless with his tongue and forces me to the opposite wall with his advances.
The cold tile is a shock to my back, sending me forward against his chest with a gasp and a small shiver. I spread my palms out on his chest and push him back to the same position he was in earlier. I stand back and admire the view, this time with the depth of want searing through me with his eyes.
The width of his shoulders makes me feel tiny. I can’t help myself from taking advantage of this opportunity to appreciate every inch of him. Sliding my hands down his arms, I notice the lumps of muscle move as he takes in my touch. He moves his hand to his dick, enclosing it with a grip and a slight pull to the right, giving me even more room to move in closer to his body.
“Turn around.” He begins to deny my request and I quickly take back the control I’m enjoying too much to lose.
“Yes. I want to look at you.”
“Remember this.” He slowly turns around, the water hitting him as he does. A quick swipe of his face and he’s moving his arms to the wall.
Holy hell this man. The swells of muscle in his back make me want to lick every part of his body. Sliding my hand across his skin and tracing his ink could easily become my favorite pastime.
I grab the soap and pour some on his shoulders, rushing to use my hand to smooth it over as much surface as I can. I still miss a few drops that fall to our feet. His body twitches as my hand moves over him and I love knowing I’m getting to him. I purposely glide my breasts across his back, moving my hands lower and then around to his chest and stomach.
My intentions are to tease him and prolong my own fun, so I stop just shy of touching his cock. I know from last night I won’t get much exploring time once we get started.
The water rinses him quickly as I spread the soap, but I keep touching him as though I’m still on the same mission. His body is so massive in the space there’s really not a way to do this without turning off the water, but I want to keep it on. The steam only adds to the mood.
I move my focus to his ass, noticing him really tense up when I get close to his crack. “Don’t worry… I have no desire to go near your ass.” I whisper against his back as my hands grip both of his very very firm ass cheeks. Jesus. This man is sculpted perfection and I hope I have the chance to see him again after this week.