Chapter 18 #2
Alright, we were good. But that wasn’t the only timing that threw me off. I was expecting her to take a while to get out, but the next thing I knew, Jenna had opened the door to my bedroom with my gray towel wrapped around her and her clothes bunched up in her right hand.
She stopped with a flinch once she caught sight of me leaning by the threshold, then toughened her face with her skin still dotted with beads of hot water.
“Couch is ready,” I said.
Jenna glanced at my king sized bed briefly. “When can we review the footage?”
“When I know you’re not gonna try anything grimy.”
“If I was lying, you’d already know.”
“Yeah, but I like to cover all my bases.”
Jenna licked the front of her teeth and then looked off to the side. “Look, you saved my life. I’m at least gonna honor that.”
“Good,” I replied. “Then we can talk tomorrow. If you need a blanket, you can keep the towel.”
“No thanks,” Jenna then grabbed the top of the towel and pulled it off and dangled it right in front of my face, obscuring my view of her entirely.
When I took the towel from her, she was already walking away, completely in the nude, with her ass swaying from side to side and her beautiful red hair draped down her back.
I tilted my head to get her full body in frame, quickly straightening my neck once she stopped to look over the shoulder of her bare back.
“Something wrong?” she asked, knowing damn well what she was doing.
“Not at all,” I said smoothly. “I guess you’re not shy.”
“Not at all…” she retorted, then faced forward and went on her way, teasing some sideboob as she made a right to go into the living room.
Great. Now I was hard again. My recent exploit with Cassie and Monica had put my libido on overdrive. It was all I could do not to spend all of my days lost in sexually induced stupor.
I wasn’t stupid. This detective was intelligent in a way that rivaled Cassie’s charisma and Monica’s street smarts. She’d already sussed out our dynamic through her seemingly innocuous questioning earlier in the kitchen.
Now she was sniffing out my levers, showing strength despite any apparent weaknesses she might have had. She had no means of controlling me through brute force, so she was relying on old fashioned feminine wiles.
She wasn’t just good at her job, she was good at reading people, and it didn’t take a pair of enhanced eyes to do it.
I needed to be careful around her.
Amused at our little verbal joust, I took my towel down into the den and tossed it into the dryer before returning to my room and falling back on my bed, staring at the ceiling.
Yeah, planning the next day was not going to happen. It was late, I was exhausted, and my mind kept on replaying everything I’d seen. From meeting Mimi, to fucking Monica in the bathroom, to seeing my longtime buddy with my dick in her mouth.
Everything was throwing me for a loop, and Cassie was another one I had to be careful around. She’d just gotten out of a relationship, I’d become her safe place to land, and I had to pay attention to my own feelings after how long I’d spent having a minor crush on her.
Because that crush was blowing up into full on infatuation now that we’d broken a physical boundary. But I wasn’t going to fumble on this; I decided not to get weird on her by questioning what was going on between us.
I would simply enjoy it for what it was. We’d agreed to be there for each other, and that was enough for me. No sense ruining a good thing by overcomplicating it with doubt.
And then a wild Mimi appeared.
“Hi, Jax!” she waved from the doorway with a towel wrapped around her bikini clad physique.
“You need to use the bathroom?” I sat up, given that my personal bathroom was the only one I kept toilet paper in.
She skipped over with a quick shake of her head. “Actually, I came to talk to you.”
“Alright,” I said with a cordial grin, scooching toward the foot of the bed to sit while she came over to perch herself beside me, with one leg up on the bed with her knee sideways and her black painted toes dangling off the side.
“Okay, so I was talking to Cassie, and she told me everything,” she said with a proud glimmer in her eyes.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Mmm hmm! I feel like what that cop said kinda bothered her, so how would you feel if Cassie… needed extra attention?”
“What do you mean?”
Mimi bounced on the bed slightly to scoot closer. “You know you’re the only guy she’s ever done this with, right?”
“The possibility occurred to me.”
“Not to blow up your head, but you’re a special case. The thought of other guys makes her gag. She’s only doing this because it’s you.”
“Can’t imagine why—not that I’m complaining.”
Mimi bit her lower lip with a smile. “She feels really good around you, and you make her feel safe. Being physical is the only way she knows how to deal with that.”
“So don’t fuck it up,” I surmised with a smile.
“Pretty much.”
“And take off my pants whenever she wants.”
“Pretty much!”
I chuckled silently through my nose. “Funny you should mention it, I’d just decided that before you walked in.”
“She’s also got a major service kink…” Mimi revealed, leaning closer. “She got off when you came in her mouth.”
“Holy shit. Seriously?”
“The second time—during your one-on-one sesh.”
I raised a curious eyebrow and glanced at the door. “Did she put you up to this?”
“Actually, she thinks I came in here to pee,” Mimi giggled. “I just wanted to make sure everything’s copasetic, you know, now that we’re all, a unit.”
I smiled broadly. “Is that what we’re calling it?”
Mimi made a coy face with a mild shrug. “And ya know… technically we never finished our date, so I’d like to go on a second one, if you don’t mind.”
“Another date, huh?” I asked with heat in my cheeks.
“Mmm hmm! I’m a thirsty girl but I’m trying to be classy,” Mimi responded with a bob of her head, then tilted it with an observant eye. “You look tired.”
“I could use some shut-eye,” I admitted, stretching with a groaning yawn.
“Well I’ve got a nurturing kink, an extremely neglected one—let’s snuggle!”
Mimi suddenly grabbed my head and pulled me down onto the bed, landing right on her tits with my face squished between them. Her bikini provided plenty of skin contact.
“Oh my gaawd! This is so comfyyy!” Mimi voiced.
“Oxygen…” I uttered.
“Ooh? Sorry,” Mimi giggled before loosening her grip on my head. “The others will figure out where I am. Oh, and if you wanna suck my titties ’til you fall asleep, you can do that too. Hashtag goth mommy… Is that too freaky? I’m being too freaky.”
“Let me rest, and you can be as freaky as you want…”