Chapter Three
Mackenzie
Day Two
I sipped at my coffee the next morning as I thought about the paintings I had in my possession. I hoped a deal could be made by that night so that I could be done with them. I suspected it was going to be a very busy day for me.
Lexy came down the hall and entered the kitchen. It was early, and yet she was already dressed to start her day. I couldn’t say the same, however—I was still in my flannels and had no intention of moving from my spot anytime soon.
“Where are you heading to so early?”
“Don’t you remember? I have to meet the source today about our next marks.”
“Oh yeah, that’s right. Sorry. My mind has been on those paintings and…other things. Sounds exciting. Do you want me to come along?”
“No, I think I should go alone. Enjoy your morning. I’ll see you later.”
I watched as she left, and then I carried my cup of coffee into my office. I needed to get my buyers settled on the paintings sooner rather than later. I did not want to have them for another day. It was time to free myself of them and get them to the highest bidder.
I sent out messages to the buyers to let them know I needed the final bids ASAP as I was choosing a buyer. There would be no further negotiations. Once that was completed, I started researching a couple of leads I had been interested in as future marks. I thought it prudent to always to be one step ahead. And although we already had our next marks in place, the research for new ones never ended. We usually had back-to-back marks on hand because Lexy and I rarely took time off. We had a new job ready to go as soon as we finished one. Both of us liked to keep busy, and I didn’t want to miss out on scores because I had waited too long.
I finished up my research and sat back in my chair. I closed my eyes, and thoughts of Jason kept popping up in my head. I chuckled at how surprised I had been to see him instead of the old man at the mansion. God, he had looked so hot. If he didn’t irritate me so much, I could find him almost irresistibly sexy.
I smiled at the thought of calling one of my regular friends for a little tête-à-tête. I rarely stayed in relationships because it complicated my lifestyle, but a girl had needs, so it never hurt to have a friend available who could provide the necessary benefits. I put in a call to one of those friends and decided to slip into something a little sexier. I went into my closet and picked out a sexy, red lace slip. The more I thought about the visitor who was due to arrive, the more turned on I became.
I returned to the kitchen and poured myself another cup of coffee while I waited. It had been quite a while since I’d had sex, and I was looking forward to being with a man once again.
As time passed, I kept looking up at the clock and wondering where my hunky man was. It finally became obvious that my friend wasn’t going to show up. I was puzzled. He had always come through for me in the past. Why would he change his mind this time—and not even call to tell me? Surely he wanted to come and enjoy me just as much as I wanted to enjoy him. I began to worry that something had happened to him.
There was a sudden knock on the door, and I threw my hands up in the air, exclaiming, “Finally!”
Assuming a sexy pose, I opened the door to let him in and froze. Jason stood on the other side of the door, and he looked really miffed.
Shit, oh shit!
Instantly, the fight-or-flight adrenaline rush coursed through my body, and I knew I had to make an immediate decision about what to do. I didn’t know how Jason had found his way to my home, but I needed to play things a certain way. I had the choice of either slamming the door in his face and fleeing or coolly pretending that his appearance on my doorstep was exactly what I had expected.
I chose the latter.
I swung the door open wider and turned my surprised smile into a sultry and seductive one, just as if he was the man I’d been expecting. The other man, however, I would kill the next time I saw him for putting me in this rather uncomfortable position. The two had better not be connected.
Jason stormed through the door, breezing by me. I slowly closed my front door and turned to him. He stopped storming around my apartment and stood standing in my living room, looking pretty pissed. I almost laughed at the sight of him breathing so hard. Man, he really was upset. But good for him for finding me. I had to give credit where credit was deserved after all.
I walked toward him, and before he could give me a piece of his mind, I placed my mouth softly against his. My kisses went from soft to passionate in seconds. After all, I was in need of a hot, sexy man that could make me feel incredible, and Jason might be just the man for the job. I decided to milk his presence for all it was worth—especially since he was the sole reason I was so sexually frustrated in the first place. It was only fair he be the one to release me from my frustration.
“Mackenzie…” he whispered.
“Shhhh…I need this more than you can ever know.”
There was a storm raging in his eyes, but there was also something else there— a heat so strong it threatened to consume us both. I slid my tongue into his mouth and heard a rumble deep in his throat. His hands found their way to my ass, and he squeezed me tightly to him. I moaned, feeling so turned on by his presence and loving the fact that I was in his arms. Oh yes, he was going to make me feel very good indeed.
I wasn’t sure how it was possible that my heart was beating so furiously. It felt like it was going to burst through my ribcage. I grabbed his hand and dragged him into my bedroom. His willingness to come with me turned me on that much more. Jason was so hot that I wanted to be as close to him as possible. I grew warm all over with the anticipation of what was to come, so to speak, and was becoming unbearably horny as his tongue continued to play with mine. We were soon at a fever pitch and started tearing off our clothes in between impassioned kisses.
He pulled away a moment and just stared at me, and I could tell he was feeling exactly the same way I was. He wanted me as desperately as I wanted him. God, seeing just how much he wanted me turned me on so much. It also made me feel oddly vulnerable, and not just because I was standing there buck naked.
He kissed my jawline and made his way to my neck. Then he looked up and flashed me a devilish grin that made me warm all over. “I’m going to fuck you really good, Mackenzie. I sure hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into here.”
I kissed him full on the mouth, savoring the taste of him. Our tongues molded together as the heat built between us. I moaned, every part of my body aching for him. Jason’s mouth moved to my neck where it lingered teasingly for a long moment before slowly making its way down to my breasts. He took my nipple between his teeth, alternately sucking and lightly biting.
I was literally throbbing all over for him. “I need you now, Jason. Please don’t make me wait.”
I turned around and faced the wall, bracing myself. I wanted him to fuck me right there from behind. He slapped my ass—hard—and drove his steely cock into me. I gasped as he plunged deeper and deeper with each thrust. It felt so amazing I was whimpering, thinking I would lose my mind if I didn’t cum soon.
“Your moans, Mackenzie, are the best sounds in the world,” he said throatily in my ear.
I could feel his belly slapping against my ass, his cock buried inside me. He was pumping me hard and fast. I moved in sync with him, wanting him as far inside me as possible. I came so hard my whole body rocked. And still he continued to pummel me.
“Oh, my god, Jason…you feel so good, I can’t stand it.”
“You’re perfect. Every part of you. You’re so wet…I need to be inside you.”
Within moments, I came again, screaming as the orgasm tore through me like a shard of glass. He had completely taken me over, and I didn’t know if I could ever leave his side again.
He slid out from inside me and gently took my hand, leading me over to my bed. My legs were trembling. He leaned in and slipped his hand around my neck, pulling me in to him as his mouth claimed mine. He tasted sweet, and even though my body was still quivering, his taste made me horny all over again. His tongue was hot against mine, and I moaned. He kissed me softly at first, and then his kisses became more fevered as if he craved my mouth on his.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I accepted it greedily. I sucked him slowly, tasting him avariciously before pulling away. He pulled me in again as he wasn’t finished kissing me. His tongue found mine once more, and our kisses grew more passionate. His hand found my breast, and he kneaded it softly.
“You have gorgeous breasts. I could suck on them all day.”
I smiled, but all I could think about was the hard cock before me. His mouth found my nipple, and he sucked, flicking his tongue, making my nipple as hard as a pink diamond. I moaned softly as he replaced his mouth with his fingers and pulled gently, causing an ache to build between my legs. He continued to play with my nipples, and I felt the pleasure increasing again in my body. My hand reached down, and I massaged his balls. I could feel his hard cock pulsing against my hand.
Smiling at me, Jason said, “Put it in your mouth, Mackenzie.”
He was long and thick—I had never seen anything so sexy before. I smiled up at him then took him into my warm mouth. He was like steel velvet. His eyes closed, and he groaned above me as I sucked hard, one hand stroking his shaft and the other massaging his balls. I swirled my tongue around his tip. He tasted wonderful, and I sucked harder as I took him deeper into my mouth.
“Oh god, Mackenzie. Oh, my god…”
I took his cock deeper until it hit the back of my throat. I moved up and down rhythmically, my tongue moving and licking the entire time.
His moans excited me, and I felt my pussy grow even wetter. He put his hands on my shoulders, eased his cock out of my mouth, and just stood before me. He was so hot. His cock—that body! Just staring at him made me want to cum again.
As if reading my mind, he said, “I’m going to lick your pussy until you cum in my mouth.”
My heart started beating furiously at the thought. I immediately leaned back on my bed and spread my legs wide to let him know how badly I wanted him between my legs, licking my hot, wet, throbbing pussy.
He dropped down before me and ran his tongue lightly up and around, teasing me with gentle flicks. He spread me open so he could suck my clit, and my body literally rippled in response. He took me in his mouth then, and I could feel my juices running down my legs.
“Oh, yes, baby,” I whispered.
Jason looked up and smiled. “You taste so good.”
My pussy was dripping, and he was licking it up, slowly. Then I felt his tongue ease inside me, and I grabbed his hair, thrusting my hips so his tongue fucked me. I was on the edge again, my body nearly out of control. He slid two strong fingers into me, and his tongue found my clit once more.
“That’s it, baby, just like that…right there. I’m going to cum…”
He sucked harder as his fingers pumped, and he curled them so that with each thrust, he was hitting my sweet spot. My back arched, and I slammed my pussy into his face as I had the most delicious orgasm I could ever remember. Even as my body was still trembling, I was aware I still wanted more. This had never happened to me before, and I was almost overwhelmed by the ferocity of my desire.
“How was that?”
It took all of what little strength I had left to lift my brow. “How do you think?”
He laughed softly. “Trade places with me.”
I got into position with my back facing him in a reverse cowgirl and plunged myself onto his cock. He was pushed right up against my G-spot in that position, and the feeling made me just about lose my mind. I started out moving slowly, reveling in the ecstasy of Jason’s cock sliding in and out of me. I clenched as hard as I could, and he moaned loudly, which turned me on even more. I began rocking faster, but his cock was buried so deep inside me that I needed to be careful not to drive too deeply.
“You look fantastic fucking my cock,” he said, his voice husky.
I could feel my body climbing yet again toward the edge, my pussy tightening as the sensation built. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Jason reached around and started rubbing my clit between two of his fingers. I thought I would go blind from pleasure. I was crying out with each thrust, completely possessed by him.
I gasped as pleasure coursed through to me, continuing to pump his cock as an orgasm took hold of me once again. “Oh god, Jason. Oh god, that feels so damn good,” I whispered as I thrust my pussy onto his cock over and over again.
“It’s my turn. I want to slide my cock in you and fuck you.”
I rolled off of him, waiting to see what he had in mind. His cock…oh, god. Mesmerized by its size, I desperately wanted to be fucked by him.
“Please hurry,” I practically begged.
I couldn’t believe all that was happening—that I was there with him and how we had managed to ignite such passion between us considering our current situation. Were we completely crazy? My body was throbbing intensely, and I wanted to be fucked over and over again by that man.
He got up from the bed and pushed my legs up over my head. I was lying on my back, my legs spread before him and above him.
“I want you so badly, Jason.”
“You can have anything you want, Mackenzie.”
He entered me slowly, and I gasped at how deep he went. “Dear god, you feel so good.”
The level of deepness in that position was causing waves of pleasure to cascade through me, as if my nerves were short-circuiting. I leaned my head back, delirious with pleasure. He fit inside me perfectly, and I experienced a wave of pleasure every time he moved. He began pumping a little faster, making me moan loudly. His cock filled every inch of me, and the position we were in was going to make me cum fast and make my juices squirt. My pressure in my pussy built up once again, and I was on the brink.
“Come on,” he said, his voice ragged, “cum all over my cock.”
I did, screaming out his name. I was spent and yet he kept fucking me, slowly and deeply. Then he pulled out and turned me over.
“You have such a nice ass. You should see this glorious view I have.”
Jason grabbed my hips, lifted them, and then slid inside my pussy—hard. I cried out as pleasure overtook my body. By this time, I had lost count of how many times I’d cum, and I honestly couldn’t believe it could be happening again. He was in deep, and his cock was big. I moaned, enjoying every inch of him pounding me over and over again. He leaned down toward me and spanked my ass. I cried out, deciding I had never experienced anything so sexy in my entire life. He pumped into me harder, waves of pleasure rolling off of me. I clenched the comforter in both hands as yet another orgasm ripped through me…and then another. He moved inside me like a jackhammer, harder and faster, and the orgasms just kept coming.
“You have a nice pussy, Mackenzie. You make my cock feel so good.”
I moaned, loving the way he was making me feel, but turned on even more so by the way he talked to me.
He pulled out again and turned me over. He slid his fingers into my pussy and finger fucked me for a bit. At that point, I was I was wet on wet—already soaked from all the fucking. He moved on top of me in the missionary position and slid inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and met his thrusts.
“You’re so sexy,” he said. “It feels incredible being inside you. Grip me tighter.”
I could now fully admit to myself just how badly I had wanted him from the moment I laid eyes on him in the mansion. And now that I had him, I didn’t ever want to let him go. He made me feel so unbelievably good—I think I would have let him do just about anything to me. I was aching inside with want of him.
Jason continued thrusting into me, my hips moving with him. I felt so full with him in my pussy and was loving every moment of it. I moaned as he picked up the pace, his smooth cock gliding in and out.
“Are you okay, Mackenzie?”
“I’m perfect,” I whispered.
“Does it feel good?”
“God, yes.”
I started rocking onto his cock faster, letting the waves of pleasure crash into me repeatedly with not much break in between.
“Oh god,” I moaned. “Oh Jason, I want you to fuck me good.”
The whole length of his cock pushed inside me, and I let out a slow and powerful moan. There were so many different feelings and sensations rushing through my body at that moment. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, and I wanted to unleash another orgasm. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep quiet.
“I want more. Give me more, Jason.”
I heard him chuckle, and he started pounding me wildly as I thrust onto him. I was delirious with the pleasure he was giving me. I needed it, needed him.
What I didn’t expect was for my pussy to get so wet. I was dripping, and I felt a build-up yet again. I couldn’t believe I was about to cum another time. God, the thought was just too delicious.
“Jason, it feels good. You feel so good, baby.”
“I know, baby. I feel it, too.”
“Yes,” I gasped, “I’m coming again.”
My whole body shuddered as I climaxed. He continued to slide in and out of my pussy, disintegrating all reason inside my mind. He was glorious. All of this was unbelievably incredible. The best sex of my life was happening with a man I had no business at all being with. I felt my orgasm cresting, and the tremors ripped through my body. Every muscle ached as I screamed his name.
“Oh, god, Mackenzie, I’m ready.”
With a roar, he released. I could feel his hot cum shooting inside of me. After a few more slight thrusts, he was spent, and he collapsed against my chest.
He slid his softening cock out of me slowly, and we rolled over, both lost in our own thoughts. I couldn’t believe what had just happened between us, but it had been so passionate and insanely mind-blowing that I certainly wasn’t regretting any of it. I turned to him and saw that he was contemplating the ceiling as well.
“Well, that happened—” I started.
“It wasn’t quite how I imagined things going when I came here,” he interrupted, chuckling.
He rolled off the bed and started to get dressed. I headed into the bathroom to clean up then slipped on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I watched as he finished dressing, wondering what would happen next.
Just then, I got a call on my phone from Lexy. I always answered my calls because, in my line of business, trouble was always around the corner. I couldn’t ignore a call that might be important.
“Sorry, I have to get that.”
He didn’t say anything as I answered. “Hey, Lexy.”
“Mackenzie, holy shit! I need your help!”
Startled, I responded, “What’s wrong? Where are you?” My demeanor was no longer that of the seductress who had just had the best sex of her life.
“I’m on the run, and I need your help. I’m sending my coordinates to your phone. I have one hell of an angry-looking prince hunting me down. I really need you.”
“I’ll be right there.”
I went from hot temptress to cold-blooded killer in seconds flat. I grabbed a 9mm Sig Sauer out of my bedside table.
“Mackenzie, what the hell?” Jason said, stepping back.
I went to my closet and retrieved a machete from my weapons drawer. I motioned for Jason to get out of my bedroom, and he moved quickly, shocked into silence. I got him to the front door and opened it.
“Sorry, I’ve got work to do.”
“What’s going—?”
“A friend of mine is in trouble. I’ll call you later.”
I kicked him out the front door without another word of explanation then raced swiftly across my living room until I reached the back window, which led up to the roof of my building. I couldn’t move fast enough, knowing that Lexy was in trouble. It was going to take all of my talent and every last one of my skills to save my friend.
* * * * *
When I hit the coordinates that Lexy had given me, I saw her hiding in the shadows not too far from an underpass. She stepped out of the darkness, and I threw myself into her arms. “Oh god, Lexy…thank god, you’re okay.”
“Well, I don’t know that I am.”
“What do you mean?”
James Anthony Trenton stepped out of the shadows as well. Immediately, I converted my manner to business. “Mr. Trenton, I’m sure that we can come to some agreement that will both make you happy and allows us to continue working our business.”
“No, we’re not working with this man at all. We can bust through this, Mackenzie.”
“Lexy, please.” She was hotheaded, and it rarely helped situations like this.
“Come on, Lexy, you beautiful little vixen,” Trenton said. “Don’t you want to work with me?”
“I don’t want anything to do with you!” spat Lexy.
Their exchange caused me to raise an eyebrow. Could there be a spark between these two? And could I use that to my advantage?
“Well, then…what are we going to do, ladies?” James had a strange smirk on his face that worried me.
What are we going to do indeed?