The Troublemaker Next Door

Chapter 18




Just the thought of the L word freaked Maddie the hell out, so she took her mind off it with some naughty talk.

In a low whisper, she told Flynn what she planned to do with him. Each announcement met with strained muscles and his whispered pleading to go free and take charge, which she had no intention of allowing. She drew circles on his skin over his belly, his ribs, his hips. She traced the muscles in his thighs, drawing closer but not touching his shaft.

“Maddie. You’re killing me,” he rasped, arching his hips. “God, I’m so f*cking hard. I want you, baby. So bad.”

She smiled and kissed his thigh, her cheek right alongside his cock.

He swore.

“Shh. I don’t want to have to gag you.”

“Then stop playing. Put your mouth over my dick and I’ll—shit.” He groaned and his entire body tensed as she sucked his cockhead, licking her way down and kissing the rigid length of him.

She sucked him and took his cock as far back down her throat as she could until she wanted to gag. Then she let up on him and pulled her mouth off. She lifted his shaft and sucked his balls, pumping his cock while she nuzzled him.

“F*ck. Oh f*ck, Maddie. Shit, that’s so good.”

She’d reduced him to a bundle of swear words. Nice work.

But she’d revved herself as well. She joined him on the bed and brushed her body over his as she sought his lips. Before she kissed him again, she whispered into his ear, “I’m so wet for you. You’re gorgeous, just lying there so hard and thick. But my p-ssy is empty, baby.”

His chest rose and fell in rapid breaths, and he turned his head to steal a kiss. With unerring precision, he found her lips and kissed her until she couldn’t think. She pressed herself against him, grinding her pelvis against his erection as the kiss intensified.


She pulled away, gasping, and realized he’d taken charge.

“Oh yeah. Grab one of the condoms from my pants and roll it over me. Then slide down, baby. Let me come inside that p-ssy.”

She’d planned tonight to finally relent and trust him. She wasn’t worried about disease—they’d already confirmed with each other that they were clean. She considered her birth control one level of defense against unplanned pregnancy. But to let him go without a condom… A condom would practically nullify the possibility.

She always made her partners wear one. Without fail. But Flynn was different.

She scooted down his body again and sucked his cock, trying to show him how deeply she felt. How much affection she had for such a strong man with a caring manner he tried to hide under gruff jokes and in those odd moments he thought she didn’t see.

The looks he shot her, full of confusion and tenderness. The way he had of making her life easier. He never judged, didn’t order her around—unless in bed—and supported her without being condescending.

“Maddie, I’m gonna come, baby. Oh f*ck. You have to slow down. Or suck harder,” he groaned.

She let him go and rubbed her breasts over him on her way back up his body. “I want you to come.” She nipped his earlobe. “Deep inside me.”

“Yes.”

“Just you and me. No rubber.”

He tensed. “What?”

“I’m on birth control. I-I want you inside me. To feel you come in me.”

“You sure?” he asked through gritted teeth when she rubbed her body against his again.

“Yeah.” She rose and put her nipple by his lips.

He latched on and sucked, playing with her until she wanted to scream. She moaned. “Let go.”

“Other one,” he mumbled around her flesh.

“Okay.” She leaned back and he released her. Then she settled her other breast near his mouth and watched him work her. So sensual. All that pleasure, that focus he centered on her.

She tweaked his nipples and ground over him, smoothing her arousal into his skin.

“Oh yeah. F*ck me, Maddie. Ride me hard. But take this blindfold off. I want to watch you. I need to watch you.”

She pushed it off his head and sat up, taken with the glittery emeralds of his eyes. “Oh Flynn. You are so sexy.”

He stared at her breasts, her belly, and her p-ssy. “Put yourself over me, but go slow. Let me watch you take me inside.”

“I thought I was in charge.” She held him as she slowly settled over his girth.

“You are, Maddie. Oh f*ck. You are in charge.”

She took him inch by inch and sat all the way down on him, impaled and loving it.

“So sexy. Move over me. I can’t believe how warm you are. I can feel it, every bit of that soft p-ssy, baby.”

She rose up and sank down.

“Yeah. That’s it. F*ck yourself on me. Come over my cock, beautiful.” He sounded hoarse, and he had yet to look away from where they joined.

She rode him, up and down, faster then slower. The fullness was indescribable, and knowing nothing lay between them as they made love shoved her headlong under his spell.

Slamming over him, she took him harder and deeper inside her. So huge, he felt as if he touched the heart of her womb, and she couldn’t wait to watch him come, to see him cry out as he shot deep inside her.

“Touch yourself. I want you to come with me,” he ordered.

Domineering, even tied to the bed and under her. Her Flynn.

She fingered herself as she rode him, and his body locked up tight.

“Oh yeah. Maddie, baby, I’m coming. I’m coming hard.”

He moaned as he released, and the agonized pleasure on his face threw her into her own bliss. She pinched her * and clamped down on him, awash in the prolonged ecstasy of Flynn spilling inside her as her inner walls seized with contraction after contraction.

Shaking, she fell on top of him, wanting to feel his arms around her.

It took her a minute or two to realize he was holding her.

“What—”

“I could have gotten out of them earlier, but you seemed to like being in charge.” Flynn kissed her cheeks, her nose, her mouth. “I think you need a little lesson in who’s really in charge, don’t you?” He twitched inside her, and the smile that grew on his face reflected in his eyes.

He let her protest and squirm over him while he chuckled.

“Flynn, it was fun though, wasn’t it?” She pushed her hair out of her eyes and studied him, trying to see if he might be a touch mad about it. He had agreed, after all, but she’d had fun torturing him.

“Baby, that was fun we’re going to have again. Tonight.” He looked deeply into her eyes and pulled her face down to kiss her.

The touch of his lips shook her. There was nothing carnal or dominant about it, but a sharing of mouths and minds and hearts. The softness and care, followed by a hug that held them close and didn’t lessen, eased her worries that he hadn’t liked it… and furthered more worries because it grew harder to deny the truth of how she felt about him.

He pulled away and smacked her hip. “Now I think it’s time for a little payback. Don’t you?”

***

Flynn smiled at the picture she made. All cleaned up and fresh. And tied down with the ball gag, so he didn’t have to hear her curse at him. “Now, is that any way for such a pretty girl to talk?”

She scowled at him behind the gag.

“What’s that? I can’t hear you, honey.” He leaned back, admiring his handiwork. He’d tied her wrists to her headboard but left her legs free. That way she could wrap them around his waist when he took her this time. “Spread your legs, you naughty girl.”

She didn’t move, showing a sexy stubbornness that only aroused him more.

“It would be a good idea to obey me, Maddie. You’re all tied up and gagged. How well do you really know me? I mean, I could f*ck that ass right now, and you couldn’t say no.”

She shot him a death glare and her eyes glinted with a fire he intended to put out. Was there anything more beautiful than an annoyed redhead glowing with anger?

“Oh man, I want to bang you so hard. Look at me.” He held his erection in one hand, not surprised to see himself just as big as he’d been previously. “You sucked a lot of come out of me, but I’m ready to go again. How about you, baby? You ready for me?”

He’d been teasing her on and off for a good half hour. Enough time for them both to have cleaned up and recovered for round two.

He moved back between her thighs and lowered his mouth to taste. “Not wet enough, I’m afraid.”

Kneeling between her legs, he toyed with her folds, sliding his fingers along the soft flesh before pushing through. Her heat constantly amazed him. Why, he didn’t know. But every time he shoved his dick or his finger inside her, it felt like coming home into a hot, welcoming place.

Watching his finger disappear inside her made his balls hard. He pulled out his finger and slid it down toward that taboo area that seemed to excite her well enough. Her nipples, those hard little berries, begged for a nip. And as he rimmed her anus, he sucked her tits until she whimpered around the gag.

He pushed the tip of his finger inside her, and she froze.

A bite to her nipple shocked her, and he shoved a bit more of his finger inside her.

“It feels thick, like it’s too huge. But it’s not. Just a little tease to keep your attention, hmm?”

She shook her head, and her wine-red strands teased the upper slopes of her breasts.


“You’re so pretty, Maddie.” He removed his finger from her ass and leaned down to suck her * again. “So sweet.”

He sucked and licked until the constant moaning behind the gag got to him as well. “Okay, I’m going to take away the gag. You have to promise not to yell at me.”

She frowned.

“Promise.”

She rolled her eyes and nodded.

He unstrapped the gag but didn’t give her time to reply. Quickly straddling her neck, he lowered his balls to her mouth. “Suck them, baby. See how hard I am for you.”

She licked and sucked his sac, and he had to force himself not to grind against her face. She had to feel more than just lust for him if she tolerated all this. Sucking him, licking him, letting him gag her…

He pulled away and blanketed her body, positioning himself between her legs. He rested his cock against the entrance to her p-ssy.

“Why me, Maddie? Why let me make love to you without a condom?”

“Does it matter?”

He wanted to say no, but it did. Sensing she wouldn’t answer, he slowly pushed inside her. When she would have closed her eyes, he stopped. “No, watch me. I want to see you while I love you.”

She bit her lip but didn’t break eye contact as he continued to push inside her. So deep, so hot. He glided across her curves while his cock filled her, made her his. Once seated all the way inside, he stopped and rested his upper body on his elbows.

“Kiss me, baby. Show me what you feel,” he whispered and lowered his mouth to hers.

She closed her eyes at the last second, and he did as well. The feel of her transcended everything. He tried to hold still but as she teased with her tongue and lips, he lost himself to his instinctive need to tie himself to her. Thrusting with a slow, steady pace, he enjoyed the teasing, gentle seduction of her mouth.

She’d been rough before, and playful when she wanted to be. But tonight, she appeased. She accepted. She urged him to give her all of himself. Despite his attempt to go slow, he couldn’t help speeding his rhythm.

Her legs wrapped around him, deepening his angle of penetration. He continued to graze her * with each push, and she moaned as she linked her ankles behind his back.

He trailed his mouth to her cheek, her neck, and f*cked her harder and deeper.

“Yeah, that’s it. Take it, Maddie. Take me deep inside you. All of me.” Love me, honey.

She twisted her hips and groaned his name, climaxing so beautifully. Her ripples stimulated his own rush to the edge, and he shuddered as he came inside her. Her breasts teased his chest, her legs rubbed his sides, and he continued to pump until he had nothing left to give her. Nothing but a sappy heart and a proposal sure to send her screaming out of the city.

He kissed her, wishing he could just blurt his feelings. But the woman had only just allowed him to hold her hand in public. It wasn’t the time to push the commitment button, no matter how much he wanted to. He released her bonds and rubbed her wrists, captivated by her soft skin.

Maddie hugged him tight and placed a soft kiss at the base of his neck.

He sighed and held her close. Not planning to let go anytime soon. Or at all if he had his way.

***

The next morning, Abby watched Flynn and Maddie during breakfast, trying not to be obvious about it. Flynn looked like the cat who’d eaten the canary. She’d done her best to steer clear from the upstairs last night, but she’d heard a few love moans anyway.

And boy, that hadn’t helped her get any sleep. So she’d switched gears and worked on her manuscript. She supposed she should thank the lovey-dovey pair. The love moans had filled some gaps in her story. She’d had to use her imagination, but she hoped Maddie might fill in a few details later today about the bondage gear Abby had loaned her.

Maddie, the lucky witch, had a post-coital glow that had yet to fade. Tall, pretty, and now getting regular sex. Three outstanding reasons to hate her best friend.

“Who burned the bacon?” Vanessa groused as she entered the kitchen wearing a sleep shirt that barely hit her mid-thigh.

Flynn, oblivious, barely waved at her before he stared back at Maddie with a dopey, dreamy smile.

He had it bad. Abby was happily heterosexual, but even she couldn’t look away from Vanessa’s hopelessly long legs. The woman had an attitude but a killer body.

“He didn’t stare. Barely blinked at you,” she murmured to Vanessa, who sighed.

“I know. I guess we’re going to have to get used to all that male groaning after all.” She cleared her throat and in a louder voice said, “Thanks for the attempt at breakfast.” Her eyes widened on the counter. “And that, with the bow? Where did that come from?”

Flynn shrugged. “I figured since I’ve been spending a few nights over, I might as well say thank you for putting up with me.”

“It’s the high-end model. It grinds the beans. Oh, and an attachment for frothed milk. Yummy.” Vanessa acted like a kid at Christmas, and Abby had to laugh. While Vanessa read the directions on the espresso-coffeemaker, Abby took a whiff of something delicious coming from the… oven?

“What’s in there?” She’d come to breakfast a few minutes before Vanessa.

“Homemade sticky buns, courtesy of my mother. Sorry. I can grill and cook the basics, but I’m not into baking.”

“Neither is Abby, though she tries,” Vanessa said while fiddling with the coffeemaker. “Okay, Flynn. You can stay. But if you’re serious about hanging out, next time let Maddie gag you. I had a hell of a time falling asleep last night.”

Maddie turned red, and Flynn choked on his coffee but nodded.

“Wow. This is outstanding. Now I don’t have to settle for that stupid Mr. Coffee in the morning.”

“Hey, there is nothing wrong with Mr. C.” Abby treasured her ancient coffee pot. A caffeine addict, she had a hard time functioning without her daily java infusion. “I’ll move it into the office. Save myself a few trips every morning.”

“Yeah, like your ass needs the break from even that much daily exercise.” Vanessa snorted.

“Leave her alone, Vanessa.” Maddie smiled. “I think you should use that open corner in the office for your coffee table. A mini coffee area, like the one I used to go to each morning when I worked for my old employer.”

Since Maddie seemed fine mentioning her old boss, Abby decided to reveal something she’d recently learned. “Speak of the devil, did you know Fred Hampton stepped down as CEO of Hampton’s Designs yesterday?” Everyone gaped at her. She shrugged. “Robin and I had a conversation. I would have shared it, but I’d forgotten about it and figured you would have heard about it already.”

Maddie smiled at Flynn again, her heart in her eyes. Oh my God, the girl has fallen in love. Abby shared a stunned look with Vanessa, who pretended to strangle herself.

“Right. So.” Abby cleared her throat. “We’re going to go shower. Me and Vanessa.” Knowing how that sounded, she amended, “Not together or anything.” Flynn didn’t even look up at that. She dragged Vanessa with her from the room. The big-footed blond still had a death grip on her instruction manual.

“Okay, okay. Ease up.” Vanessa grimaced. “Wouldn’t want to flash Flynn my ass and cause the poor man to dump Maddie flat.” She snickered.

“Whatever.” Abby shoved Vanessa up the stairs ahead of her.

At the top of the stairs, Vanessa paused and cracked a wide yawn. “I’m still tired. I wasn’t kidding about all that moaning last night. Man, it was enough to have me fanning myself. He must be hot as hell in bed. I can’t believe Maddie did him here. She’s pretty shy about that kind of thing.” Vanessa shook her head. “I hate to say it, but you’re right. The girl is in love. I don’t suppose you want to bet on how long it takes her to screw it up?”


Abby sighed. “I give it a month.”

“Please. A week at most. Twenty says I’m right.”

They shook hands and parted. Abby wished she could have bet against Maddie messing things up. But she knew the girl too well.