Sly: Jagged Edge Series #4 Page 4

  His focus turned from his phone to me in an instant. Before he could give me the riot act, I jumped in first. “I can explain.”

  “And you will. All of it, Nikki,” he said sternly, like I was a teenager who had just been caught staying out too late.

  “What is it to you anyway, Sly? It’s not like we are committed to each other?” I argued.

  “Are you kidding me, Nikki? We just fucked each other less than twenty-four hours ago and that is all you can say?” he remarked.

  “Yeah, well, aren’t you guys accustomed to one-night stands?” I questioned.

  “Is that what you think that was? A one-night stand.”

  I could feel the anger in his tone as he began pacing the hall, running his hands through his hair like it was the worst thing I could have said to him. I had never seen a man react the way he did. Normally it was the other way around. Who would have thought that Sly, of all people, took our little roll in the hay as something more?

  As he paced further from the door, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get inside before he made it back. One thing I didn’t count on was him reaching out and grabbing my arm. The pull caused my body to crash into his. His hands trailed down my back before they settled on the globes of my ass. Just as quickly as he had my body pressed against his, he had me off the floor and up against the wall next to my apartment door. Before I could say anything, he demanded, “Keys.”

  Holding out the hand that was grasping the keys, he took them from me and expertly located the right key and placed it inside the lock. With my body still pressed tightly between him and the wall, he opened the door and pushed it open. Maneuvering us through the door, he bumped it closed with his back and then turned our bodies, pressing mine up against the door. There was a tingle in the pit of my stomach. The way he was able to do the things he did, without the slightest break in our connection, was sexy as hell. He was not only in charge of the situation, he also became in charge of what my body was doing every minute he held me close to him.

  Lifting my chin, he looked at me in such a way, he was telling me that he was in control and there was nothing I could do to stop it. When his mouth fell upon mine, at that moment, I couldn’t, nor did I want him to stop. The sweet taste of mint on his tongue filled my mouth as we mingled together. I could feel every nerve in my body begin to come alive as the heat between us began to ignite.

  Needing more of him, I slipped my hand between our bodies and placed my hand over the hard pulsating of his masculinity. He was like a rocket, ready to blast off, and I was his launching pad. It was very clear how much we craved each other. Changing the position of our bodies once again, Sly adjusted his hold on me and began heading to my bedroom. Gently lowering me on the bed, he broke free from our embrace long enough to pull off my black leggings and lacy pink thong underwear. Removing his own pants, he took out his wallet and pulled out a condom. Ripping the package with his teeth, I watched him expertly roll it onto his cock with one hand. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

  With his body hovering over mine, he licked his middle finger and placed it between my slick folds. When his finger entered, my body jolted from the sensation of his finger inside me as well as from the movement he was delivering to my sweet spot. Just when I was at the point of letting go, he pulled from me. Taking hold of my ankles, he held them gently and kissed the inside of each one before flipping me onto my stomach. Reaching underneath my stomach, he guided my hips upward, causing my butt to lift higher. With a gentle thrust, his shaft entered me, sending my body soaring with so much pleasure that I screamed his name over and over until my voice was lost and I could no longer make a sound.

  Filling me completely, it only took a few more thrusts before Sly was met with his release. Deep penetrating moans of satisfaction echoed inside the small room before his body fell upon me. Kissing me lightly on the forehead, he pushed off and headed to the bathroom.

  When Sly returned from the bathroom, he pulled my body close to his. I was beginning to have feelings for him that I couldn’t just push away. All I could think about was how much trouble I could cause him if he knew the truth about who I really was. With my mind totally spent fighting the “what if’s,” I finally gave in to my exhaustion, and closed my eyes.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Sly

  While I laid in bed thinking of nothing else but the best sex ever, my mind was distracted by the soft sound of Nikki snoring beside me. It wasn’t really that loud, but had me thinking about what little I really knew about the woman beside me. I not only had one mind-blowing orgasm with her, but two. Starting tomorrow, I was going to make it my priority to find out who she really was, and why she was spending most of her evenings at the run-down boxing gym located in a not-so-great neighborhood. But mostly, I was going to find out if she would agree to let me find her a better place to live, away from her current residence and the risk of being mugged, or worse, killed.

  Morning was fast approaching and I had yet to sleep a wink. Too many things were running through my mind. Rolling over onto my side, I propped my head on my hand and watched as Nikki laid still beside me. The only movement was the rise and fall of her chest as she inhaled and exhaled each breath. Her soft snoring seized about an hour ago and was exchanged for what I assumed was a bad dream of some sort. I almost felt the need to wake her, but I held back while I watched her work through it. The way she was moving around on the bed, I could tell that she was dreaming about being held or possibly attacked. The only name that escaped her mouth was ‘Mom.’ It made me wonder what could have happened to her that she would be calling out to her mom.

  The light of morning was finally coming through the window, leaving a shadow of the bars on the wall. It made no sense why Nikki would feel the need to have them, especially since there was no way inside the window from the outside. I could understand trying to be safe from the trouble outside, especially in this neighborhood, but she definitely went overboard with the bars across the windows.

  Even though it was still early, I found it hard to get any sleep. Pushing from the bed, I decided to search out some coffee. Pulling on my jeans, I grabbed my cell from her tiny nightstand and headed to the kitchen to see what I could find. As I searched through her cupboards, I wasn’t able to find anything resembling a coffee maker, coffee, or even coffee cups. To be perfectly honest, I found it rather odd that her cupboards were quite bare. The only thing I was able to find was one set of tableware, which pretty much consisted of a plate, bowl, and small plate. There weren’t even any pots or pans used for cooking. Everyone had at least a pot and a frying pan, but Nikki had nothing.

  Determined to satisfy my coffee fix, I removed the keys from my pocket and got the things I needed. Just as I got to the door, I remembered the last time I left Nikki’s apartment. There was no way I was going to come back to an empty apartment. Searching around the room, I spotted the keys to her apartment on the small table in front of the couch. Picking them up, I once again walked to the front door.

  It was no surprise to find that the same voices were yelling at each other again. I wondered if the other residents of the building were as tired of it as I was. I should have intervened, but I was currently on a mission to get my coffee and get back. Blocking out the noise, I headed down the remaining two flights of stairs to my Jeep, which was parked across the street. Given the neighborhood Nikki lived in, I prayed that my Jeep was still in one piece.

  My Jeep was good, but this was the last time I would be parking it in this area. It was time Nikki had a change of residence. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I found Lou’s contact number and punched send. Lou was one of the guys from Jagged Edge Security that I worked with. Over the years we had gotten quite close. His childhood was much like mine, with only one difference: both his parents were caught in the crossfire of a deal gone bad. His dad was part of the Mob as well, only his dad got out before he was born. Lou was young when his parents died, but he was pretty sure it was related to his dad’s early dealing
s with the Mafia. He, of course, could never prove it.

  “Hey, Lou. Any news on that apartment you cousin has available?” I asked.

  “Yeah, I was just about ready to call you. Your friend can have it by the end of the week. He just needs some time to give it a fresh coat of paint and get the carpets cleaned. Does your friend prefer any specific color other than white?” Lou asked.

  “Don’t know, but I wouldn’t go with white. Maybe something a little darker.”

  ~****~

  By the time I returned to Nikki’s apartment, I had a shiny new coffee maker, a large container of coffee, filters, and two coffee mugs that displayed ‘His’ and ‘Hers’ in black letters. I hadn’t noticed it until I got to Nikki’s door, but there wasn’t any yelling coming from the second floor. Either they got tired of yelling at each other or someone finally said something. No matter, it was nice to have the peace and quiet. Pulling Nikki’s apartment key from my pocket, I unlocked the door.

  I decided to check on Nikki before I made us each a cup of coffee. When I got to her room, she was no longer in bed. Turning to the bathroom, the door was open, which told me she wasn't there either. “Shit,” I cursed out loud, knowing she once again left me alone. As I was heading back to the kitchen, I heard the front door open, and Nikki was on the other side. She was wearing a pair of pajama shorts and a t-shirt which left nothing to the imagination, the way her nipples were pressed against the thin fabric.

  Walking toward her, I could see that something was off. Lifting her chin, she had a little swelling under her eye and her lip had a tiny cut on it. Taking another look at her body, trying not to focus on her beautiful tits, her knuckles were red and swollen as well.

  “What the hell happened to you, Nikki?” I asked, confused.

  “Just something that I should have done a long time ago,” she admitted.

  “I would say by looking at you, it was more than just something. You mind telling me where you went?” I asked, lifting her hands and examining the damage.

  “I put an end to the yelling and screaming once and for all. Surly you noticed it when you came back. Where did you go?” she asked.

  “Did you know you don’t have anything in this apartment? It’s like your only purpose here is to sleep.”

  “I’m not like you, Sly. There are some luxuries that I can’t afford, so I make the best I can with what I have,” she replied defensively.

  I knew it was more than that as I directed her to the kitchen to show her what she no longer had to go without.

  “You shouldn’t have done that,” she said, looking at the coffee maker and coffee supplies.

  “Yeah, I should. If I’m going to be spending any time with you, I need to have coffee in the morning.”

  Rolling her eyes, she said, “Well, then I guess you won’t be spending any time with me, because I can’t accept it.”

  Before she could leave the room, I took her by the arm and leaned over. Whispering softly, I said, “You sure about that?” before I placed my lips on hers, taming her sarcastic attitude.

  Her mouth soon parted and my tongue went inside her inner warmth. I tried to be careful with her, but my need to take her overtook any gentleness I intended to give her. Grasping her tight ass, I lifted her up on the small counter. Her moans of surprise vibrated between us. Taking the hem of her t-shirt, I lifted it up over her head, exposing her firm breasts. Breaking our kiss, I lowered my head to her nipple, sucking and licking until it came to a hard peak. Moving to the other side, I gave her other nipple the same attention. I knew my playful indulgence was only the beginning of what I was going to give her.

  As I teased and sucked her taut nipple, I could feel her body beginning to give in to my touch. Lowering my hands down her silky body, I lifted her slightly off the counter, just high enough to remove her bottoms. I needed to feel the warmth of her wrapped around my throbbing cock. Reaching behind me, I pulled out my wallet, only to find I didn’t have what I was looking for. I could have kicked myself in the ass for not coming prepared. In a hushed whisper, I said, “No condom, babe.”

  I thought Nikki pushed off the counter to get away from me, but instead she lowered to her knees and began working the buckle of my belt and then the zipper of my jeans. Tugging them down my legs, she began massaging the base of my cock with one hand while she milked the length with the other. Whatever she was doing made me want more. When she lowered her mouth and took me between her velvety lips, I just about exploded then. Even though she hadn’t taken the full length of my cock inside her mouth, what she was doing with her tongue had me reeling with pleasure. There was nothing I wanted more than to be deep inside her.

  Pressing her tongue against the base of my cock, it took everything I had not to buckle. The way she was working me, it was almost as good as being lodged deep inside her. Almost ready to explode, Nikki pulled her mouth from my rock-hard cock and stood. I wasn’t sure what happened, but her lips fell to mine and a soft whisper left her lips. “Take me, Sly, I need you inside me.”

  “I don’t have a condom, baby,” I whispered with regret.

  “It’s okay, trust me,” she vowed.

  Trusting her completely, I turned her body so that her upper body was leaning over the counter. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. The way her ass looked, I could have fucked that little pucker in a second. Maybe another day. Positioning my cock to her entrance, I slowly began working it inside her tight pussy. Inch by inch, I eased my way in, deeper and deeper. The strength of her walls bored down on my shaft, causing an unbelievable feeling that was beyond words to describe. Never had a woman’s pussy felt so good. “God, baby, you feel so good,” I grunted as I moved further inside her tight channel. Never had I fucked a woman without protection, but there was something about Nikki that made it worth the risk.

  Placing my hands on her hips, I felt her body push against mine as I pushed deeper inside her. I loved seeing the contour of her back as I fucked her from behind. Moving my hands from her hips, I slid them up to the indentation of her waist and then to the soft, firm mounds of her breasts. Taking one in each hand, I began caressing and gently squeezing them while taking her hard buds between my fingers. I could feel the moisture building between her legs the more I tightened my grip on her nipples. Removing my hand, I snaked my fingers through her long hair and pulled gently on her head. Leaning closer over her body, I whispered, “Come for me, baby.” I knew the minute my demand left my lips, her sweet honey would be coating my cock. Before my last thrust landed, my own pleasure erupted as my seed spilled from my naked cock into her tight channel.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Nikki

  When I couldn’t find the keys to my apartment, I knew that Sly had taken them. It only made sense that he would, considering I had left him with no explanation two times before. I had to do something about the yelling that was going on below me. Enough was enough. I had put up with it since the day I moved into this dump, four months ago, to be exact. Day in and day out, I listened to them fight over things that really didn’t make much sense. Who fights over leaving the lid off of the toothpaste, anyway?

  Grabbing the first thing I could, I slipped on my pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Closing the door behind me, I headed down the flight of stairs to apartment 206 to finally put an end to the fighting. When I got to the door, I took a deep breath before knocking on the door. When the door opened and a scrawny form of a man answered, I knew this was going to be a cinch. What I didn’t expect was a woman who looked like she was healing from a previous beating coming up behind him.

  Pulling my shoulders back, I told them both how it was. “You guys have been at each other for four months now, maybe even longer. There are other people that live in this dump that would like a little peace and quiet. Could you please, and I’m saying this in a nice way, shut the fuck up and stop the fucking yelling.”

  It must not have been what he wanted to hear, because the scrawny little turd’s fist came across my face before I ha
d a chance to move out of the way. Looking up at him as I wiped the drop of blood coming from my lip, I gave him a one-two and watched as he nearly fell on his woman, who was struggling to keep him upright.

  Pulling him towards me by the collar of his shirt, I looked him straight in the eye and said in an even tone, “The yelling stops now, and if that pretty face of your woman has any more bruising, my fists hitting your face is going to be the least of your worries.”

  Pretending to come at him again, I cocked my fist back only to leave him with a small pat against his cheek. By the way he jerked back, I was pretty sure he got the message. Turning away from the door, I waited until I heard it close before I looked to the sky and said “Allelujah,” in a soft whisper. I wasn’t sure what got into me. All I knew was that I saw something in that man that I had seen before. It was the devil and he needed to be stopped.

  I didn’t think I was gone that long, but unfortunately for me, Sly had come back to the apartment before I could clean myself up. The look on his face when I opened the door was one I had also seen before. It was the same look my mom gave me before I collapsed in her arms when I was fourteen. Only this time I knew how to survive. I wasn’t that innocent girl who took everything that came at her without so much as a fight.