The Troublemaker Next Door

Chapter 6




Flynn McCauley sat one foot away from her on a black leather sofa in his apartment, and she still didn’t know what she thought she was doing. Two wineglasses perched on the coffee table while a movie droned on in front of them. She hadn’t heard one word of dialogue since Mr. Sexy had put his arm over the back of the couch. He brushed her neck from time to time with long, calloused fingers.

She shivered again when his forefinger traced its way along her nape.

“Cold?” he asked, his voice husky.

Oh, he knew what he was doing. Yet she didn’t care. A glance down at his lap showed he was just as excited to be next to her. Her entire body throbbed. Everywhere. She wanted to blame her sudden need for Flynn on her recent dating dry spell, but she had a bad feeling it was more than that.

“Come closer. I’ll keep you warm.”

Ridiculous considering how hot she felt, but hell, she’d use the excuse and hope she didn’t come across as desperate. Then again, that pole in his pants told her she affected him in the same way. Randy indeed.

She let him draw her against his body and gasped. “You’re like an inferno.” A great big body of heat… that fired her own. Lust consumed her, the need to touch him, to feel his skin against hers. To taste him again and see if that kiss had been an anomaly or the prelude to the combustible chemistry she could feel blistering her libido.

He curled his hand over her shoulder and sniffed her hair. “You smell good.”

“Like hot dogs and hamburgers?” she teased and put her hand on his knee. He tensed, and she liked the reaction.

“Better.” He nuzzled her hair aside and whispered in her ear, “Like those chocolate brownies. I’m just dying to eat you up, Maddie.”

The image that thought conjured made her more than wet. She arched her neck, too drugged by his touch to heed the signs of no return. He nipped her earlobe and trailed his mouth down her neck, sucking in places that torqued her body into a man-hungry machine.

“F*ck me, you taste so good.” He stroked her hair, running his fingers through the long strands.

She let go of his knee and ran her hand up his thigh.

He turned her head to kiss her flush on the mouth, and she sighed her surrender, not wanting to stop this journey until they finished. Her body begged her to reach the end. And fast.

He moaned her name and licked his way past her lips. Still slow, not pushing her too hard. And his continued persistence totally turned her on. She put her hands around his neck and dragged him closer, trying to take charge of the kiss. But he refused to be rushed.

“Oh no. I’ve been waiting for this. We’re going to take it nice and slow. If I don’t come in my pants first.”

She smiled, pleased not to be the only one needing more.

“Mmm, that’s it. Sit back for me. Let’s take off your clothes and make you more comfortable.” The line should have fallen short, but he didn’t seem aware of what he said as he stripped her down to her bra and underwear. “Christ, you’re hot.”

She blushed. She couldn’t help it. She hadn’t planned on any of this, but she could only be glad she’d chosen today of all days to go with pink lace. “Now you.”

He removed his shirt, shoes, and socks, but left his jeans on. “Trust me, this will be better for both of us if I leave these on.”

“You’re not a minuteman then? Good.”

He pulled her over to straddle his lap. “Minuteman?” His gaze settled on her breasts.

“You know, one of those guys who says he’s a great lover but lasts a minute?”

He chuckled and ran his fingers over her breast. The heat shot from her nipple to her core and startled a gasp out of her. “And that’s why I’m wearing the jeans. Seeing you like this… I’d be tempted to shove inside you and come hard.” He kissed her, his fingers making magic over first one breast, then the other. “We need to take this slow.”


“I’m, ah, I don’t have any condoms.”

He pulled back to watch her as he pinched her nipple through the sheer fabric. “I do.”

She moaned and threaded her fingers in his hair, wanting his mouth on her in the worst way.

Willing to please, Flynn kissed the tops of her breasts, then sucked her nipples through the material of her bra.

She writhed over him, wanting to feel him deep inside her with a desperation very unlike herself. “Flynn.”

“Oh yeah. That’s it, baby. You feel so good in my mouth.” He stopped sucking her through the material and pulled the bra down, exposing her wet nipple. Then he took her flesh between his lips and applied his teeth.

She bucked, perilously close to coming in her underwear, and over his jeans. He’d called her baby, and it had sounded so natural, so sexy. Normally she hated endearments, but this turned her on in a big way. Embarrassed by how easy she must seem, she tried to pull back, but he wouldn’t let her.

“Oh no. Come, Maddie. Let me feel you come in my hands.” He pulled down the other side of her bra, exposing her breasts while plumping them together. He set his teeth on her other nipple, rolling the bud with a gentle bite. While he kissed and fondled her breasts with one hand, he dragged his other down her belly and beneath her underwear.

His fingers stroked lower, gliding over her swollen folds before delving into the heat of her. He groaned and sucked her nipple hard while he shoved a thick finger inside her. Her * felt so hard, so sensitive against the pad of his thumb.

Flynn kissed her nipple and leaned back while he fingered her, watching her expression. She should have been embarrassed, but for some odd reason, she wasn’t.

“God, I want to fill this p-ssy. You are so sweet.” He sawed his finger in and out of her, but she wanted more. He seemed to read her mind, because he added a second finger, stretching her. “Tight, so f*cking tight.”

The hunger on his face undid her. He looked at her as if he wanted to devour her, as if nothing else existed right now but him and her. “Come all over me, baby. Drench me, Maddie. We’ll come hard, then we’ll come again in my bed. Together.”

He thumbed her * and thrust his fingers back inside her, and she came on a cry, locked up tight around him. Her whole body pulsed, the pleasure so intense she felt dizzy. But as she rocked down to earth, she felt his tension and knew he had yet to find release.

“That was incredible.” He kissed her, slowly removing his fingers. Without breaking eye contact, he sucked one finger clean and groaned. “I am two seconds from coming in my jeans. Scoot back a second.”

She moved back and unbuttoned his pants, her hands shaking as she lowered his zipper inch by inch. He pushed his pants and underwear down his thighs, exposing the hot length of him.

She stared down at his cock and swallowed. “You’re big.” Holy shit, he was huge.

“And hard. And hurting.” He wrapped her fingers around his cock and showed her how to stroke him. He released her hand but couldn’t seem to take his eyes away from her holding him. Nor could she. “Oh man. I’m gonna come all over you. I can’t stop it. Your hand looks so good there. So goddamn good.” He groaned when she squeezed and moved faster. Ropy jets of come splashed over her hand and landed on his belly.

His face contorted in pleasured agony, and she couldn’t look away. She slid her hand up and down once more, lingering under the head of his shaft, and a large spurt of semen shot out again. He jerked, his stomach clenching, and eased her hand away from him.

“Maddie.” He lay back, breathing as if he’d just run a marathon. To her surprise, she sounded the same.

In a moment of clarity, she saw them as they were. Maddie, in a bra pulled down beneath her boobs, sat over his denim-covered knees in soaking-wet lace panties. Flynn’s jeans and underwear gathered at his thighs. A mess covered his belly, his cock, and her hand.

He held a finger to her that held a bead of his semen. “Lick it,” he said in a deep, gritty voice.

She didn’t know him that well despite the fact that he’d just had his fingers inside her. Even though they’d kissed as if they planned on exchanging tonsils. Licking his come would be so very, very stupid.

But the demand in his voice, the sexual hunger rejuvenating in his eyes… She grabbed his hand and took his finger inside her mouth. Salty and male, the flavor of the man she planned to get to know much, much better.

He groaned and kissed her again, and she knew this was only the beginning.

***

Flynn couldn’t believe he’d just come all over himself. Like a friggin’ teenager, he’d shot his wad in seconds from her small hand. The sight of her dainty fingers wrapped around his cock had been permanently seared into his brain. Despite the fact he’d just come all over, he wanted her again. But this time he wanted to explode inside her.

“Let’s clean up and do this again, in a bed this time.” He hoped she wouldn’t be the type for self-recrimination. She didn’t seem like a woman with easy morals, nor did he get the impression she often went home with a guy and had sex. For one, she had the cutest blush on her cheeks and refused to look at him directly. And two, she’d been so damn tight inside. He’d bet it had been a while for her. Hell, she’d gone off as fast as he had. He took comfort in the fact and prayed she wouldn’t think him a—what had she called it? A minuteman.

He swore under his breath as he stood with her and righted his pants. Then he used his shirt to wipe the mess from his belly.

“What’s wrong?”

She’d slipped her breasts back in her bra, and damn if he didn’t want to do her all over again. She could have starred in her very own adult movies. Large breasts, a tiny waist, long, thick red hair that framed a siren’s face. And those lips. When she’d sucked that drop of come from his finger like a dream come true, fantasies of her mouth around his cock refused to go away.

“You have too many clothes on,” he rasped and reached for her hand. He gave it a gentle squeeze and pulled her with him into the bedroom. “Let me clean up. And I swear, this time I’ll be more than a ‘minuteman.’”

She laughed, relieving him. “I think that was me. I lasted maybe thirty seconds. So embarrassing.”

“Hey, I barely took a breath and came. The minute you wrapped your hand around me, I was toast.”

“Well, I’m using the excuse that it’s been a while.”

“Me too.” Good. She hadn’t been with anyone. “So I take it you’re not involved with anyone right now.”

“No.” She frowned. “You?”

“Nope.” And I’m not looking for a steady girlfriend should have been the next words out of his mouth, but she beat him to the punch.

“Look, Flynn. This is weird. I don’t do this, have sex with people I just met.” She let out a long breath. “I’m attracted to you. And this might sound really stupid, but I like what we just did. I just don’t have time in my life right now for anything more complicated.”

He blinked. “So you just want the sex. No dating, no holding hands, no cuddling?”

Her lips curled. “Well now, we could cuddle after, maybe a little. But the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing is impossible for me right now. What with my business getting started. If it gets started,” she added in a softer voice.


Flynn wanted to get down on his knees and promise to continue doing whatever he’d done to receive this reward again in the future. A woman built like Maddie, who had a brain, could socialize, and didn’t bed hop, didn’t want more than sex from him. No pressure, no commitment, no games.

“Are you real?”

She laughed. “Are you? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man so well put together as you.” Her gaze drifted down his belly and settled on his semi-hard cock pushing at his jeans.

“I wouldn’t know how put together you are.” He tugged her closer. “You’re not naked yet.”

“Neither are you.”

He kissed her but stopped before he forgot himself. “Time to fix that. You need to stop worrying about this future success of yours and focus on something much better.”

“Like what?”

“Like a nice, long ride on your favorite stud.” He leered at her. “Neigh.”

“I don’t know how to ride,” she teased.

“I’ll show you. No worries, darlin’.” His accent sounded terrible, but her smile told him it didn’t matter. Once in his bedroom, he left her to finish cleaning himself in the bathroom. He returned wearing his boxer briefs and found her lying on his bed. Naked.

“Holy shit.” He didn’t know where to look first. At the pouting lips parted for his cock, or the swollen breasts and cherry red nipples begging for a taste. Or maybe the incredibly erotic sight of her legs parted, revealing a wet p-ssy and the trimmest strip of red hair over her mound. “If I had a camera, I’d—”

She leaned up on her elbows and scowled at him. “Get yourself slapped.”

He pulled off his underwear and grabbed himself, hard. “You are so f*cking sexy when you’re mad. I swear, the other day when you were storming around your house, I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and haul that pretty ass upstairs.”

She blinked. “You did?”

He couldn’t wait. Doing what he’d been dying to, he joined her on the bed. Slowly crawling from the foot of it to just between her legs, he knelt before her. “Look how hard you make me.” He rubbed his thumb over his tip, not surprised to find it slick. “Do me a favor, reach into the drawer beside you and grab a packet.”

She bit her lower lip. “Wow. You’re a lot to handle.”

“And getting bigger looking at your tits. You are a wet dream, you know that?”

She snorted and dug in his bedside drawer for a condom. “Flatterer.”

Flynn smiled. “You think I’m bad, you should hear some of my brothers’ lines. No, let’s not go there. No way I’m bringing them into this bed. This is just you and me.”

She held out the packet.

God, he felt like the star in one of his X-rated fantasies. Why not indulge himself? Who knew if he’d ever be lucky enough to have her again? “Put it on me, baby. Roll it real slow over my cock.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she sat up and rose on her knees to face him. Slowly ripping the packet, she took out the condom and put it over his tip. His entire body locked up.

“Yeah. Roll it down.”

“You’re so thick, Flynn. Sexy.” She played with him, way too enthusiastically for his peace of mind. She cupped his balls, touching them with a hesitance that hinted at her unfamiliarity with a man’s body. The way she took pains to be gentle with him, when he needed a harder touch, thrilled him. Oh yeah. The naughty schoolgirl, and I’m her teacher.

He watched her roll down the rubber until it rested above his balls. Constraining as hell, and he prayed he’d still be able to feel her heat when he pushed inside her.

“Now lie back.” She did, and he crouched between her thighs. “Remember what I said about wanting to eat you?”

Her eyes turned molten. “I don’t, I mean, I never…”

“Had a guy go down on you?” His cock bobbed, as if shocked as well.

“Ben wasn’t into that. And for all I know I’m not, er, tasty.”

“You haven’t been with a lot of guys, have you?”

“I’m not a slut.” Her brows drew close and her mouth firmed into a line.

“Never said you were. I like you. I want to make you feel good, not bad. I just want to know if I’m going to do something you don’t like.” Honestly, he didn’t care if she didn’t want this. Flynn knew how to use his mouth. He’d guaran-damn-tee she came all over him.

“Oh. Sorry.” She reached up to touch his chest, and her hands trailed fire around his nipples. “If you have to know, one time, when I was still a virgin, I had a guy want to do that to me. But it wasn’t that good. Frankly, it was embarrassing. He didn’t know what he was doing, I didn’t know how to tell him to fix it, and we never spoke after that.”

“Well, Maddie, I think it’s been a few years since high school.”

“Thanks for saying I look old.” Her humor touched him. He didn’t usually talk this much when raring to f*ck, but he’d never felt so at ease and horny at the same time with a woman. The whole thing made little sense, but his cock didn’t seem to care.

“You’re hot, and you know it. I just want you to lie back and enjoy. Trust me, you’ll like the way I do it. And if you want me to adjust, just tell me. I’m real good with constructive criticism.”

Her short laugh turned into a moan the minute his lips closed over her *. So sweet. Her heady taste exploded on his tongue. Innocent and tempting, her essence made him hungry for more. He licked and stroked, paying strict attention to her reactions. She liked it when he ran his hands over her thighs, when he played with her p-ssy, penetrating with his finger in short, choppy thrusts. She especially liked it when he sucked hard, tickling her bud with his never-tiring tongue.

Her groans and pleas for more fell like music to his ears, notes of need, high and strong, and he wanted badly to give her what she desired.

“Flynn.” She ran her hands over his hair and ground into his face.

He f*cking loved it. Playing, teasing, he inched his pinkie near her a*shole, wondering if she’d ever been f*cked there. He wasn’t into it himself. The preparation, the mess, the problem of making it right for his partner. But he’d done it to please others. There were other things they could do, however, that could excite without all the fuss.

“Flynn, I’m going to come.” She released his hair to clutch the sheets beside the bed. “That’s so good. Oh, Flynn.”

He rimmed her ass with his pinkie and barely pushed it in when he nipped her * and sucked hard, grinding his tongue over the bundle of nerves.

She screamed his name as she flew apart, and in seconds he covered her, nudged her thighs wider and shoved himself inside.

So tight, she clamped down on him like a vise as he rode through her orgasm. A f*cking storm of pleasure he couldn’t believe as he drove inside her.

“Maddie. Yes, baby. Hold me. Oh f*ck.” He couldn’t stop himself from plunging deeper, harder, and then the tingle grew from his balls, up his spine, and obliterated all thought. He swore and shoved one last time, jetting hard inside the condom, the spasms almost painful as he emptied himself while inside her.

The condom muted the sensation, but he could feel enough to blow his entire mind. He wanted to do it all over again, but this time he wanted to shoot in her p-ssy, to pull out and watch his semen spill from her body. Totally insane, because Flynn didn’t do bareback and never had. But Maddie…


“Baby, you okay?” he asked when he could stop shaking. He withdrew and pulled the condom off. Then he grabbed a tissue from a box on the table, wrapped up the rubber, and tossed it to the floor.

“Oh my God.” Maddie continued to breathe hard, her gaze unblinking as she stared up at the ceiling. “What the hell did you do to me?”

“It was good though, right?” He started to worry maybe he’d misread the signs when she rolled over onto him and kissed him so hard he saw stars.

“Good? Try great. Incredible. Amazing. You earned yourself a big ego for what you just did. You are the man. Not any man. But the man. Flynn.” She moaned his name, and he felt ten feet tall. “My body is still tingling. Holy shit.”

The swear sounded right coming off her lips. No innocent girl, but a sensual woman who didn’t hide how she felt. Again, he wondered just what he’d done to deserve her, then decided not to question a good thing. Except his thoughts immediately jumped to their next encounter. If they’d even have one. The thought of not being with her like this again depressed him, so he refused to consider this a one-night stand.

“Oh man. I’m supposed to be bringing home window cleaner.” She pouted, and he laughingly rolled her onto her back.

He lay on his side next to her, propped up on his elbow, and explored her breasts. “I didn’t give these enough attention. Have I told you how incredible you are?”

Her cheeks turned that pretty pink again. “I believe you said I was hot.”

“Yeah, but there’s hot, and there’s eternal hard-on hot. Your tits, ah, breasts, are the best I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“I wonder if I can use you as a reference in my new career.” She snickered. “Incredible tits, and she designs too.”

“Hell, I’d hire you. I don’t know many guys who wouldn’t.” He couldn’t take his eyes from her body. “Do you work out or something? I swear I could bounce a quarter off your stomach.”

“Are you trying for another round? I’m flabby.” She pinched her stomach, but he saw nothing but the stretch of fit skin. “And my ass is starting to get bigger.”

“Bigger is better. Trust me.” He rubbed a hand over her hip. When he caressed her ribs, he saw her eyes light up. “Oh, you like this.”

“I do. Stop that.” She squirmed. “I don’t think I can come again. Twice in one night is a record.”

He shook his head. “You have been seriously underappreciated, Maddie. I tell you what. I’ll show you what you’ve been missing if you promise we’ll do this again after tonight.” Before she could protest, he stopped her. “I know. No commitment. No boyfriend/girlfriend label. Look, I’m not in the market for a girlfriend either. Brody and I have been gearing up to maybe hire on some guys to work for us, we’re getting that busy. I don’t have time for a relationship, like you. And if Mike finds out we did this, he’ll kick my ass.”

“Scared of your brother?” She tangled her fingers with his, brushing their hands over her soft skin.

The sight of them joined made him feel funny, and he shrugged it off. “Hell yeah. Have you seen the size of his neck? The boy is like a farmer turned pro wrestler. He’s friggin’ huge.”

“Well, I won’t tell if you won’t.”

“Exactly. I’m not a kiss-and-tell kind of guy. You don’t know me well enough to know that. Or that I don’t cheat on girlfriends, not that you are, but I’m just saying. If we do this again, which I hope we will, it’ll be just us, ah…”

“F*cking?”

“Man, I love that mouth.” He leaned over to kiss her again. His cock twitched, and he wondered what the hell had been in that wine. He should have been more than tired by now. Instead, he wanted to bend her over and start again.

Maddie pushed him onto his back and rose over him, speculation on her face. “So you’re saying you want to keep f*cking but keep it quiet? A little something on the side, and we let no one know? My roommates aren’t stupid. They’re going to be a little suspicious I didn’t come home right away.”

“Good point.” He had a hard time taking his eyes off her breasts. But when he saw her brow raised in question, he concentrated on what the hell she was saying. “I’ll go with whatever you want. But whatever happens between us has to stay between us. I don’t want you pissed at me and taking it out on Mike. Same goes for me yelling at Vanessa because you make me crazy.”

“Actually, you can yell at Vanessa all you want.” She ran her fingertips over his chest. “I get your point. I’d like us to be friends at least. I mean, Ben and I were friends before we dated. We broke up and nothing. Not even a ‘how are you.’”

“I don’t want that for us. Not that there is an us, if you know what I mean,” he amended, not sure why the thought of them together pleased him so much. “But you have to know, I want to do this again. And again. And maybe again after that.”

She smiled. “Good to know. Me too. But I don’t want to, um, it would probably be best if we kept this casual between us.”

“Right.”

“But you have a point. If we’re kind of together, it would make me feel better, safer, if it was just you and me. No other women. Not that we’re dating or anything.”

Was she trying to convince him or herself? Interesting thought.

She continued, “A man is the last thing I need right now. No offense; I’m not talking about you.”

“None taken.” He shifted beneath her, letting her feel his cock against her thigh.

Her eyes widened. “Does that thing ever go down?”

“Not around you, apparently.” He caressed her breasts. “So we should probably get you that window cleaner, hmm?”

“Well, yeah. But they don’t need it right away, do they?”

He brought her lips down to meet his. The kiss this time felt sweet, easy. Familiar yet fraught with a tenderness he didn’t understand. “They should wait.”

“Vanessa is a tyrant.” She kissed him back. For all she talked about casual sex, nothing in her expression seemed light. Soft, sensual, affectionate. Maddie Gardner didn’t make sense, and he wanted like hell to figure her out. So that they could have sex without complications, not for any other reason. He’d barely turned thirty-one. He wasn’t ready for kids and the white picket fence yet.

“Your cousin reminds me of my brothers.”

Her lips trailed over his mouth to his neck and ear. “Are they mean to you, cupcake? I bet I could handle them.” She whispered the naughty things she’d do, shocking and arousing him that she could be so wicked.

His semi-hard cock grew to epic proportions. He let her play before reminding her just how much she’d been missing out on in life.