Koa
16.
Iforgot how good it feels to see Adrian Sterling lying unconscious on the floor. I could be in trouble for doing that to him, especially as the whole office was watching and is still watching us three. But no one is doing a single thing to pick up the cold-hearted bastard off the floor. He’s covered in blood and has lost consciousness. He probably needs to see a doctor, but I couldn’t care for the life of me.
Lacey is shaking while trying to type on the computer. Her fingers hover over the keyboard when she looks back to Adrian every few seconds.
I had to use my chance to punch him in the face. This was the least I could do to defend Lacey’s honor and, with a little luck, he might be out of the office for a few days, maybe a whole week. She can work in peace, without having to constantly worry if her ex-boyfriend is shoving up fingers inside of her.
Fuck. Even the thought of him doing that brings my blood to boil and I have dark fantasies of shooting him in the head with the weapon that is attached to my right leg. I’m so fucking pissed off that even though Lacey did everything she could, they still have him walking around freely, even presenting him on a silver platter directly in front of her eyes. Our justice system is so fucked up that I can’t wait but be a detective and solve cases. Then I’ll be able to dig deeper, search traps and hints to get justice for the victims. I can’t wait to meet more assholes like Adrian and put them behind bars for the rest of their life, or even death row. The satisfaction of crushing the already broken bone beneath my fist will give me a high for the rest of the week. No one can prove I hit him either, because Ledger did a great job making his head fly through the air. I’m always proud of him for him being my best friend, but today he might’ve hit the next level.
He comes out of Campbell’s office five minutes later, a big smug smile on his face when he sees Adrian looking lifeless on the ground.
“Oh, for fucks sake,” our Captain mutters, overtaking Ledger in his strides on the way to the cop on the ground.
“Koa Maverick—” he starts, but Lacey interrupts him.
“He just collapsed to the floor.”
Campbell looks at her, his right eye twitching, but he spares himself the comment, probably half-way afraid he might be the next guy on the floor if he says something to Lacey too. Yes, sweet Lacey, we will protect you at all fucking costs.
Daniel boots Adrian and he slowly awakes when Ledger steps on his hand on the way to meet us. Adrian lets out a gut-wrenching cry and sits up, as Campbell threatens Ledger with a termination.
“Whoopsie daisy,” Ledger singsongs.
I see Officer Rayna snicker from across the room. Then the office door opens and Roxanna Pritchard walks in with her secretary, Rachel Morris, and dumpster employee and bodyguard, Salt.
She looks from Campbell down to Adrian, who is still crunching down on the floor. Her botoxed face showing no emotion at all.
“What the hell happened?” she asks, jogging over to Adrian.
“Adrian, honey, are you OK?” she asks, going down on her knees in front of him to check over his face.
He grunts an incoherent answer before she glares up at me.
The fact is, Roxanna Pritchard isn’t my biggest fan. She hit on me openly multiple times when I first started working here, and I always turned her down. She got really annoying with her attempts. I had to sit her down one day and tell her I’m not interested in women, lying to her face, so she would finally leave me alone.
Little did I know she would sneak in her little assistant secretary Rachel, who I openly flirted and tried out a relationship with. Pritchard got wind of it and made me explain, going at me like a crazy woman calling me all the names in the book and then she started being more offensive, openly offering blow jobs or sex to me and I politely declined again, this time even being a taken man.
Since I never said yes, she tried her luck with Ledger, who equally turned her down. She still tried to hit on me while I was with Rachel but left me alone after we broke up. Then Adrian came into play. As far as I know they’ve been fucking regularly for a year now. And she hates me. Oh and she hates Ledger, which she shows when her deep scowl moves to him.
“We will sue you for this,” she threatens.
I ignore her, looking at Adrian who is still bleeding heavily as he stands up, making a show of holding his head, falling back against a shelf.
Ledger snickers, pointing at Adrian’s pants. “You had a pipi accident, Sterling. I hope your mama had you take a change of clothes to work.”
Rachel snorts, looking up to me shyly as Adrian gets beet red. He tries to hide his mess behind his hands, suddenly standing up straight.
“Hi, Koa,” Rachel says, looking at me with her big, blue eyes, tucking a loose strand of her brown hair behind her ear.
It doesn’t affect me at all, but I can see she’s still a little hung up on me. Their big bodyguard steps behind her, giving me a dirty look. He never was my biggest fan either. I don’t know which woman he wants, but I’m sure he’s jealous. I couldn’t care less as I look at Lacey, who sits next to me, looking from one woman to the other. The thoughts in her head dance over her eyes, making her look insecure. I can’t wait to build her back up again later when I tell her how fucking beautiful she is.
I don’t answer Rachel and don’t react to Roxanna. Both tactics that showed success in the past, but I give Salt another dirty look because I know that fucker wanders the thin line between legal and corrupt like a real sports champion and I can’t wait to fucking take him down one day too. But he only grins, stretching the blond hair of his beard while smirking in my direction. Something is really off with that son of a bitch.
Rachel looks away, sulking, as Roxanna shoulders Adrian.
“We’re getting your nose checked out at the hospital and will document this! You hear me, Koa Maverick!” she shouts.
I still don’t give her the satisfaction of answering, but of course my best friend likes to add his charm to every conversation.
“Maybe get his prostate checked out while you’re at it. Could be a bladder infection, but you never know, might be cancer.”
“Hyde! Shut up!” Campbell says, throwing him a death stare.
Laughter comes from the other side of the office, and I can barely hold in my own amusement as Salt helps Adrian and the ladies out of the office.
Lacey isn’t looking at the door, she’s looking at me.
“Who was that?” she asks, scrunching up her cute nose that I would like to kiss again.
Ledger coughs. “You’re fucked.”
Oh shit, this is about Rachel.
∞∞∞
Jealous Lacey is fun, and I can’t wait to finally undress her when she gets over the I need time phase and gets jealous again, showing her she’s the only girl I want. I know she is really trying to be unfazed, but she sits in the back of the car with wrinkles on her forehead.
“Lacey, you OK, love?” Ledger asks, giving her wound a pinch of salt.
She just rolls her eyes and looks down at her fingernails
“I’m fine.”
OK, even I—the relationship-phobic guy—know when a woman says she’s fine, she’s not. Ledger snickers, and I would love nothing more than to kick him in the nuts, but I’m driving and he’s sitting next to me.
After the incident in the office, Captain kicked us out for patrol and he let Lacey go for the rest of the day. We asked her if she wanted to come with us or if she wanted to go home and she just answered with “I’m fine” and we both knew we fucked up then.
So she’s in the back seat like a criminal right now as we take a trip downtown. I take the car to the local Dunkin for a drive thru and when I ask if she wants something her eyes squint at the menu. Ledger whines for pink sprinkled donuts, bringing a little smile on Lacey’s face. She orders a coffee with so much cream and pumps of something latte in it that my teeth hurt from just holding it while I drive out of the pick-up line. She said she didn’t want a donut, but staying with her the past few weeks has taught me that she loves plain chocolate anything so I got her a basic chocolate donut.
“When are you going to eat all those donuts?” Lacey asks, coming out of her shell as she bites into her treat. A satisfied oomph comes out of her throat, turning up the corners of mine and Ledger’s lips.
“Just wait and see, princess,” Ledger says, inhaling his third pink sprinkled donut, crumbs flying everywhere.
He’s like a fucking overgrown toddler.I eat a plain donut, having a hard time focusing on the street while Lacey is making the sexiest sounds in the back of my car, enjoying her dessert.
The ride goes on and Ledger rids his short beard of some the pink frosting that landed in it from shoving six donuts down his throat. Lacey is back to her pissy face, and I regret not giving her a bag with at least two donuts. I think the girl is still hungry. We asked her if she wanted more donuts. We have a lot more leftover at Ledger’s feet because we are on a mission. But Lacey declined.
I have to hide my smile because I can’t believe that after everything she went through today, she has the energy to be pissed about something I did or didn’t do. She should be hurt, sad, depressed, crying her eyes out, but the lady is pissed. And I’m so fucking proud of her.
“I think I’m good to sleep on my own for tonight,” she says, and my eyebrows raise up as Ledger looks at me with a scared expression.
Donut crumbs are still all over his face. I motion for him to clean his face, but he just shrugs his shoulders not understanding what I want from him. Stupid motherfucker.
“No, Lacey,” I say.
She huffs out a word I don’t understand and crosses her arms in front of her chest, pushing her sweet tits out, and I have to hold back a groan.
“Why? He’s probably in the hospital for a day, and you clearly have a life on your own that I don’t want to keep you from,” she says, looking out the window, her voice wobbly.
So she is, in fact, jealous. Ledger finally pulls the little mirror in the sun protection down, ridding his face of leftovers, trying to avoid looking at either of us.
“No,” I repeat, but she’s not having it.
“Koa, I mean it. Briana offered to get me security as an early birthday present. I don’t want to be a burden.”
I pull the car over to a secluded spot behind a building. When I stop the engine, I turn around in my seat, looking at her beautiful face, her vibrant green eyes with their unique shade, her pink lips and petite nose, her brown locks perfectly framing her. She looks so fucking hot and she doesn’t even have a clue—not a single fucking clue—how amazing she is and that she isn’t a burden at all.
“What’s the real problem here, Lacey, huh?”
She looks away, her face flushing again as she plays with the ends of her hair.
“You can fucking tell me. Because you know damn well that you’re not a fucking burden at all. I told you more than once that we do what we do because you are in danger and that we’re able to keep you safe and we fucking like you! Is that so hard to understand?” I ask, my tone louder than she’s used to, her lips wobble and eyes water.
Shit I went too far.“Lacey I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to yell… I—”
“Koa, stop!” she says, looking up. “You don’t have to be so nice to me all the time, OK? I’m not a baby, I can handle it when you tell me off. And I…”
She looks into my eyes, a tear flowing down her cheeks, and I never hated the barrier between us and the back seat more than I do now.
“I just don’t know why you want to do all of that for me. You could have any girl you want. Both of you, you clearly have in the past.” Another tear rolls down her face. “And we’re not even fucking.”
My dick springing into action at the f-word coming out of her mouth. Ledger who has been avoiding us the past five minutes now whips his head around too, his eyes getting hungry as he looks at her. Her chest heaves with her erratic breathing and she wipes away the tears under her eyes.
“Watch out for people,” I tell Ledger, climbing out of the car.
I take two strides and open her door, holding it wide open.
“Get out,” I order, and she looks frightened.
Good I hope this will be a core memory. She doesn’t want me nice? She can have me as bad as it fucking gets.
“Koa… I’m sorry…”
“Get the fuck out of the car, Lacey.”
She does without hesitation. She walks past me, a scared look on her face, and I get turned on even more. I go and pick her up by her hips, a little scream escapes her before I throw her on the engine hood, clamping a hand over her mouth as I step between her legs. The fear quickly fades from her features, replaced with lust when she feels how hard I am.
“I want you,” I tell her, ramming my dick against her pussy.
Her eyes roll back and her lips part under my hand. Her skirt has ridden up and when I look down I can see my dick perfectly aligns with her pussy that is only covered in a black lace thong. Lacey in lace. I love it. I ram myself against her the second time, making her chest flush in red dots.
“I fucking want you.”
I ram again and she moans behind my hand, opening her legs even wider, making me go fucking insane.
“Do you get that, Lacey? Please tell me you get it.”
I push against her again, my muscles contracting with the force to not open my fly and ramming into her bare.
“There were other women before you, yes,” I say.
Hurt flashes across her features, her mind being a very dark place with mistrust because of that sick bastard that left his marks.
“But I don’t want another woman, Lacey Juliette Monroe, I want only you. I wanted you that night in the bar, the first morning in the office, and every fucking night that you fall asleep next to me, OK? You ask me what I fucking want from you? What the fuck do you want from me, Lacey?”
I let go of her mouth and put both my hands behind her head on the hood. She gazes up at me with surprise on her face.
“I don’t know,” she says, looking unsure. “I feel so good when I’m with you, I want you too, but there is this part of my brain that tells me it is all too soon, that you deserve more than me. That this is not fair to you. I don’t want you to want me and I can’t believe you even do. But at the same time I’m scared that you will not want to be with me, OK?”
She still looks a bit frightened, probably being scared of sharing her real feelings. My heart beats wildly with the realization that she is still not sure of us, of this, even though I know that the start of our relationship wasn’t good in any form or way. Not knowing if we would start even more than a friendship. But I can be whatever the hell she wants me to be. She wants me, and that makes me so fucking happy I feel it down to my dick. I can tell she does too as she squirms under me, her eyes darting between my lips and my eyes.
“I will not leave you, Lacey. I will stay with you and I will be whatever you need, baby. Please tell me what I should do because I get mixed signals, and I don’t want to go too far and hurt you. But I feel you pressed up against me every night and every morning. And you don’t know how fucking hard it is to not touch you when you’re looking at me like this.”
Her chest rises and falls with each breath, her nipples poke against the thin material of her dress, and it has been driving me insane since I saw her walk out of her room in it.
“I’m scared that you won’t want me after you’ve had me,” she says on a hiccup, looking so needy but at the same time so vulnerable.
“I could never not want you, Lacey,” I tell her honestly.
She melts under me, the words making her putty in my hands. And I really mean them. I’ve never been this interested in a woman. She looks at my lips and I take her hair in my hand. She pushes up her pelvis, rubbing along my dick, not a care in the world where we are. I’m the only person that matters right now, and I love that I can make her feel this safe, that I can create a bubble like this for her.
“Do you need fucking, sweet girl?” I ask.
She moans, pushing against me again and nodding her head yes. That’s all I need before my mouth lands on hers, branding her with a kiss, pushing my tongue in her mouth to meet hers.
Lacey’s hands come up to my face and wander down to my shirt, opening the buttons on it and she loses my mouth for a second, admiring my body when she’s done. I have never been prouder of my strict workout routine than I am now, the way she looks at my body with hungry eyes is making it so worth it.
“Equal rights, baby,” I tell her, opening up the buttons of her dress.
Her tits are covered in a matching black, lacy bra with a front clasp that I open in two-point-five seconds. Her beautiful tits are on display and my mouth is on them a second later.
I’m glad I found this lost place a while ago, knowing no one is watching her beautiful body right now. Well, no one but Ledger, and it turns me on so fucking much to know he wants to be inside her so bad too and I know he turns her on as well. I let go of her hard nipple with a bite and open my gun belt, letting it fall to the ground, trusting Ledger to look out for us. Even when he’s horny, his eyes and ears are everywhere.
I open my pants, pushing my boxers down, and my hard cock springs free. Just jerking off to her like this would be like fucking Christmas, but I know we are both so fucking ready. I fish out a condom and rip it open with my teeth before wrapping it over my dick slowly as she watches every inch disappearing under it. Fuck…
“You’re so big, Koa,” she says.
I grin, loving the way her face is filled with lust and fear. I’m about to rip her apart but in a good way. I push her thong to the side and see that she is already dripping wet. I push two fingers inside her and test how ready she is before putting them in my mouth and licking them clean. My tastebuds explode with her flavor. She tastes like fucking candy.
“I can’t wait to eat you out, baby, you taste so fucking good,” I praise.
She moans again, watching between us where I position my cock against her entrance.
“But I need to be inside you now. I can’t fucking wait,” I warn her before I push inside.
And fuck me sideways. She grips me like a warm glove, her pussy is so tight my eyes roll into the back of my head. I wasn’t prepared for her to feel this perfect. She watches down between us, seeing every inch disappear between her hot, pink lips, and I can’t do anything other than watch it too. I have waited so long to do this and I can’t believe I’m inside her. Before pushing in all the way, I pull out, repositioning myself, then push back in with one hard thrust. Her head falls back on the hood with a thud, and she moans my name like I’m Jesus.
“Koa, oh my god! You are so fucking big,” she says again.
I pause for a tiny second to let her adjust to my size before starting to actually fuck her. And, damn it, I won’t last fucking long because this really feels like fucking nirvana. She lies spread out on the car in front of me, her body molded to the black ink so perfectly. Her nipples are hard little nubs, pointing to heaven, and I can’t help but pinch one before gripping into her flesh. She spasms around my dick.
“Koa,” she rasps out.
I look at her beautiful, curved mouth. I can’t wait to fuck that too.
“Lacey, fuck,” I grunt out as I fuck her slow, not knowing if she can take it hard but she pushes her hips up, still watching down to between us and then looking into my eyes.
“Don’t be gentle,” she urges me on between moans.
I pick up the pace, seeing her tits shake with my pushes. The sight makes it incredibly hard not to come inside her instantly. I hold on to her hips and, fuck, she feels so fucking perfect underneath me. I have this deep feeling I will never want to fuck another woman. I rotate my hips and push in from another angle, feeling her squeeze me fucking tighter. I have to hold back all the fucking curse words I have in my vocabulary.
“Lacey,” I warn her.
She looks deep into my eyes, her cheeks and chest are flushed red. A droplet of sweat runs between her tits, and I lean down to lick it off before moving to her perfect tits. I take a nipple in my mouth and bite down before sucking on it, and she screams.
“Koa! Oh god, what the fuck?”
Her pussy starts to milk my dick as I move faster. I lean back up again, pounding into her hard and I feel her getting close as her moans get louder and her head thrashes against the car, making my balls ache with the fucking need release too. I pull out and move her around quickly, so that her back is to my front. Pulling her hair in one hand while thrusting inside her hard again. She doesn’t want fucking gentle, then here we go…
“Ledger!” she screams his name loudly.
She comes, convulsing all around my steel-hard cock. I look up and see him sit there with a wild expression on his face. I fuck her even faster, her tits bouncing while I pound her against the hood with hard strokes, letting her ride out the orgasm. I bite down on her neck, following her into oblivion as I come inside of her, my balls exploding and my dick constricting with the tight grip she has on me. I start circling my hips until I’m completely empty.Fuck me sideways what the hell just happened?
Best fuck ever.
“Koa,” she whispers, satisfied, as I kiss her neck, head and shoulders with slow kisses. “I totally forgot about Ledger.”
Her face flushes with embarrassment, and I snort.
“You liked him watching you?” I ask.
She clenches around my dick, her pussy answering honestly.
“That much huh?” I chuckle as she groans, embarrassed.
I pull out and immediately feel the loss of her sweet pussy around me. I gently pull back her thong back and push down her skirt before disposing of the condom. When I come back she is sitting up on the hood, the top of her dress still open.
Ledger’s nostrils flare, looking at her perfect tits, and I hold them in my hands.
“You know I love your tits, baby,” I tell her, and she pushes her chest out to me. “They are so fucking perfect. I jerk off to them when I use your shower.”
“Stop, don’t give me that image. You know I can completely imagine you doing that under the spray.”
I chuckle, kissing her cheek. Ledger’s eyes are still on her body, and I know they both would be grateful for more fucking, but I don’t think either of them is ready for the other one yet. Sadly for all three of us, I’m being the reasonable one, closing Lacey’s bra and dress.
She is still in my arms, and I kiss her as I push us both back to the car where I open the back door for her. She sits her sweet ass down on the seat, looking embarrassed. I walk around and sit my ass back behind the steering wheel, looking over to Ledger, whose face is void of any humor. Poor buddy is probably so fucking horny he doesn’t know what to do with himself. I look back to see Lacey combing through her wild locks, trying to make her sex hair go away. Good, because we have places to be.