There’s an array of cubicles set up for the paralegals, staff, and other administrative positions that help our firm run as smoothly as possible. Most of those cubicles are still in the same condition they’re always in. There are two, closest to the desk outside of my office, that have the contents from their desks and drawers scattered about.The door to my office is wide open, which isn’t how I left it. When I walk inside, there are only a few dozen sheets of paper on my desk.“I think that whoever broke into the office was looking for something your partner is in possession of. Having realized this wasn’t Mr. Olsen’s office, they left things mostly intact.”I let out a sigh, staring around the room I usually spend about 60 hours a week working in. These past two days with Raina make me reevaluate how much time I spend here. I don’t want to be slaving over client documents while she’s at home washing that naked body of hers and I’m not there to lick her dry.“Mr. Remington?” Detecti
RAINAThe lyrics to a song repeat over and over in my head as I sink into the heat of the warm tub. Comfort soothes me as the tune plays from my phone. There’s a brief interruption when Rex sends me a message that he’s on his way back home.Home.This is home for me and I don’t want that feeling to change. This day has been long and relaxing in this deep tub, water up to my shoulders is exactly what I need.I wonder what it will be like to give myself to him. The more I think about it, the more my fantasies feel real. My hands travel up my torso until they reach my breasts. I can picture Rex showering me with kisses, touching me everywhere, and rubbing my nipples.My fingers brush over my hardening nipples, squeezing them before they travel down to the center between my legs. I’m hesitant to touch myself, unsure of what to do, and when I hear Rex come into the house, taking his time to walk up the stairs, I put my hand along the edge of the tub. It feels wrong to touch myself without
I’m standing in front of the bed when the water shuts off, but I don’t hear him since the carpet silences his footsteps. My heart races the minute his energy looms over me. His arms wrap around me from behind.Rex slides my hair to one side, kissing my neck while his arm reaches around the front to play with my clit. His tongue dances along my neck, and his other hand works my nipples. I’m yearning to finish what we’ve started.“You ready to come again for Daddy?” he whispers against my ear.“Yes, Daddy.”The words come out with short breaths as my body rises to the cliff of another climax. Rex moves me from in front of the bed to on top of it. I scoot away from the edge as he crawls between my legs, twisting his neck from side to side before looping his arms under my thighs. He spreads them apart and the first swipe of his tongue over my clit makes me close my eyes and whimper.Rex is kissing my pussy with the same passion he does me. My waist and hips move, gyrating and thrusting to
REXWhen Raina nuzzles against me, there’s no other place I want to be.She’s by my side and that’s where I want to keep her. Sex for the first time with her makes me insatiable. Sensations ricochet around my body that make me anxious for another round in that sweet cunt, but I let her sleep.The way both of our stomachs growl lets me know I need to make something to eat. After covering her gorgeous body with the blanket, I head downstairs into the kitchen. The sun is shining bright as I put on some coffee in search of what to make Raina for breakfast. It only takes a second to see what I’m going to put together. There’s nothing wrong with a good steak or two cooked in a cast iron skillet. Eggs and home fries make for a solid breakfast.When her phone starts to ring, I head out of the kitchen while the food cooks to see if she’s awake. I’m sure she’ll want to answer the call. Her blonde hair falls lazily to the side of her face as I enter the room where she’s sitting up in the bed.He
I shake my head with a slight laugh. “Baby girl, that sounds horrific. Your body is perfect to me. Somehow my hands permanently etched into your skin doesn’t scream sexy to me.”“Definitely not. You know there are people who come in to get work like that done. One guy came in and asked for his dick to be inked. He wanted the slogan ‘Melts in your mouth’ wrapped around it like a Christmas tree garland.”“Ouch.” Laughter erupts between us, and I know there’s no way in hell I’m letting another man or woman touch my cock to tattoo it. “I wonder how painful it is.”“Have you ever wanted to get some work done?”“Not really. I’ve seen some amazing pieces done. A client of mine runs a gym and has his entire back done of Muhammad Ali versus Joe Frazier. It’s one of the most iconic moments in boxing and sports history. He loves it and loves talking about it. I like that aspect of tattoos in that it’s art. It evokes emotion.”Raina nods. “You mean if it’s good, it evokes emotion.”“No, even if y
RAINAThere’s an air of rebellion I feel every time I step inside Tattoo Heaven.Come in and get inked by an angel or a demon. Angel always brags that his wife, Avery, must have sold her soul to be such a damned good artist. The way he looks at her with love in his eyes reminds me of the way I feel when Rex can’t keep his eyes or hands off me.Angel’s not as tall as Rex, but he’s stocky and covered in ink. Avery has two sleeves of artwork that she displays regularly. The glass display case that separates the waiting area from the rest of the shop is now sitting in front of a temporary partition. The accordion-looking paper wall typically goes up whenever someone has an appointment to get a sensitive body part worked on.“Hey, honey. What are you doing here?” Avery asks, her snowflake tattoo beaming in the morning sunlight shining through the window. “I thought you were getting out of town for a few days.”“Owen had other plans that made us rethink that. Rex is running around a bit, bu
REXThe tin box sitting in my passenger seat has dents in it from where I had to pull it out from under the sink. What the hell was Owen thinking by leaving it there?I call him as soon as I get into my car. Luckily for me, he answers right away. “What’s wrong, Rex?”“For starters, your little stunt last night set off all kinds of alarms at Raina’s place. I have her place wired with cameras and motion sensors,” I tell him with a twinge of annoyance.“Did you find it?” he asks, with his voice barely above a whisper.“The box? Yes, I found it. It didn’t take a search party or anything. Pretty fucking obvious hiding spot if you ask me.”“I wanted it to be obvious to you. Those are the originals in that box. I have copies with me and that’s what I’m using to lay breadcrumbs for the agents I’m working with.”“Is talking on your phone okay? I feel like you shouldn’t be talking on the phone about this.”He sighs. “I probably shouldn’t but I just don’t give a fuck anymore, Rex. I’m tired of b
“This is Rex Remington, Mr. Carlyle. Owen’s partner at the firm. Is there something I can do for you that will persuade you to let Raina and the owners of that shop walk out of there? Surely, you’re not holding them hostage.”“That’s a dangerous accusation, Mr. Remington. They’re all fine. Now, as I see things, the shop is open for business. The owners have clients and things to tattoo while Raina is simply keeping me company as a receptionist does. No one’s being held hostage, but they can’t just walk out of the shop during business hours. No, no. They’ll stay put until Owen drags thatbrokenfucking leg down here to talk to me.”He’s smart and I don’t want to play games with this guy. Still, I have to stall on the off-chance that Owen can do something right and figure a way out of this.“How about I come inside for us to discuss the situation like gentlemen?”“It’s a free fucking country, Remington.”He ends the call and hands the phone back to Raina. I’m not going to leave her in the