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JEREMIAH

‘Miah’

Watching Lourdes sleeping in my bed fills me with so much comfort and relief. It’s been a long three days since that first box came. Each day Mayhem waits at Lourdes’s place to intercept a box addressed to her. Generally, it’s filled with photos of me in intimate stages of having sex. Thank God I’m not a playboy or a man who fucks to fuck. These boxes are starting to take their toll on our entire team. The psychological game this fucker is playing is driving me insane. Lil Man and I found three cameras in my master bedroom and one in the master bath. Also, each bedroom had one camera. This had me calling each home I own to be checked. And every single one had cameras hiding there. The police and FBI were called in. Nova even had a meeting here with Lourdes’s fire family, local police, and his people too.

Now we are in the rotation of playing this game his way instead of ours. It’s getting harder and harder to keep my hands off of Lourdes. Goddamn, she takes my breath away constantly and is so brave. We still are unsure which one of us this asshole is after. I’m starting to think it’s the both of us, even though we don’t know why. Sleeping with her wrapped around me is the reason I’m walking around constantly hard. Yesterday, when Danny and Till arrived, I was in the kitchen trying to adjust my dick in my pants. Danny laughed, telling me welcome to the club, while Till just stared before telling me that Lourdes is their little sister and I’d better watch my horny as fuck ass. Then to make things worse, he asked me what my intentions with Lourdes are. Danny actually walked away laughing into his phone as he called Claire to share, I guess, the joke that is me. And I know my innocent Violet can see how much pain I’m constantly in because at times when I catch her glance, her eyes are pinned to my crotch. I’m praying this situation can move forward so we can pick up where we left off that weekend in the past. Last night, I pushed my luck. Lourdes came into my office to tell me she was going to bed because she’d had enough. Not sure what had me get up and walk to her, placing my hands on either side of her face, slowly and gently placing my lips on her, giving her a kiss filled with all my feelings. It was a sweet, tentative kiss and for once it felt perfect. She kissed me back and when I pulled up and away, she followed me like she didn’t want me to stop. When I finally went to bed later that night, she was curled up like usual in all the covers. After I got into bed, she uncurled and brought her body to leech on to me and my body heat. When I let a sigh out, I felt her laughter.

“Good night, Miah. Now you get to experience the needy feeling running through your body. I know I certainly did after that kiss earlier.”

“Touché, Lourdes. Touché. Good night, Violet.”

Gently I removed her from me and turned to my side, trying to put some distance between us. Well, until she plastered herself to my back. Jesus Christ, what did I do to have to put up with this type of torture? Her nipples were like hard beads against my back as she tried to push her legs between mine, so she was even closer to me. These were my last thoughts before I dropped off to sleep.

Even with the blinds closed, somehow, a ray of light has hit me in the face, waking me up. I reach my hands over my head to stretch my body. Looking down, I see Lourdes in her usual sleeping pattern, rolled up in a tiny circle, though her ass is shoved up against my cock, which is as hard as steel. When she starts moving that heart-shaped ass even closer to me, I groan. That’s when I hear her giggling under the covers. Little brat, I think right before I grab her sides and tickle her, which has her screaming like a banshee. When she finally screams “Uncle” I let her loose and she immediately jumps off the bed, landing on her feet in a fight pose. How is this my life right now, I think to myself? I’ve smiled more in the last four-ish days than ever. Lourdes is pushing her hair out of her face, a huge smile appearing as she watches me. Slowly I throw the covers off and act like I’m getting up. Before she can figure it out, I roll to her side of the bed using my arms to fling me to the end of the mattress, where my feet roll and hit the ground. I have my arms outstretched before Lourdes can even move. When I grab her and fling us both back onto the bed, her eyes are huge and her mouth is wide open in an ‘O’ shape.

Not sure if I’ve freaked her out, I take a second to assess. She seems okay, though shocked, which is expected. I slowly bend toward her, wanting to give her a second to pull back if she wants, but instead she moves even closer, while shifting up toward my mouth, reaching up to me as I make my way down to her. Our lips brush against each other once, twice, and on the third time my tongue licks the seam in her lips and, holy hell, it’s like we burst into flames. Instantly and together.

Her arms are wrapped around my neck, which brings her beyond close to my body. My hands each have a handful of that phenomenal heart-shaped ass. Not sure which one of us has control and I don’t care, as long as we keep moving forward. I’ve been walking around with a hard cock for almost four days. Can’t remember how many times I’ve gone in the bathroom to take care of “the very hard situation.” What’s worse is, I think her whole firehouse knows my pain and are relishing in it. Every time one of them comes for their, as they call it, Styx watch, I’m getting all kinds of hand cream, men’s magazines, and of course Nova and Mayhem have to put their two cents in. So when Mayhem handed me a box wrapped in a paper bag, didn’t think twice. Until I opened a male adult toy which, after the two idiots laughed like two crazed clowns, Mayhem explained to me what it was and how it works. Even Nova gave him a look, which all the big man said was, “Don’t knock it ’til ya try it. And it won’t bitch, complain, or ask for money.” He ended it on a huge smile, which had both Nova and I cracking up.

So lost in that thought it doesn’t dawn on me that we are at a standstill until Lourdes flips me on my forehead.

“Um, Miah, what’s so important that my tongue is in your mouth and you are somewhere else in your head? Doesn’t exactly make this woman in your arms feel wanted, just saying. Want to get back in the moment?”

She tries to pull away, but that’s not happening. Once I settle her against me, I then explain, including the “toy,” which has her laughing so hard she’s holding her sides. When I start to nibble on her ear and kiss across her jaw the laughter stops and her moaning starts, which has me beyond excited. As we reacquaint ourselves, the sexual feelings I have for this slip of a woman amazes me. Not my general type but I remember my granddad always saying, “When you find the right one, you’ll know, so don’t be quick to settle.” Damn, I miss that man and his wisdom.

Her hands are moving up and down my sides, fingers running over each ridge of muscle across my stomach. At this precise moment, all the daily workouts are worth it to feel her hands on me. I gasp in a deep breath when those tiny hands make their way to my boxer briefs, pushing down on the sides. The material gets stuck on my weeping cock, which again has Lourdes giggling as she reaches to free the beast. Being released from the tight space of my briefs has my length reacting by kind of spasming as the remainder of my cock fills out. Lourdes’s eyes never move from her observation. When I’m at full-mast I get a very muted, “Wow.”

Her hand grabs me tightly then, with the liquid on my tip, she starts to shift her hand up and then down. Not sure how she knows, but on the push down she tightens her grip, which has me gritting my teeth because it feels oh so good. I can tell she likes to play, but I’m beyond that. Grabbing her, I position us so she’s on her back and I’m lying directly beside her. She gives me a pout until I take two fingers and separate her, feeling how wet she is for me. She moves her hips and separates her legs, giving me room. Her face is flushed but still I want to make sure she’s ready for me. By the noises coming out of her mouth and the motions of her body, she tells me she’s more than ready. I lean toward the nightstand, opening the drawer and reaching in for a foil package. She takes it from me, opens it with her teeth, then slowly rolls it over me. By the time she’s done I’m panting, trying not to embarrass myself totally before I even get in her. I gently push her down and her legs open, giving me a place to rest between them. My heart is beating like crazy and before I can power my way in, Lourdes grabs me and in one upward thrust I’m inside. Between her tightness and heat, I know I’m not going to last long, so I start to work her bundle of nerves. I can feel the warmth in my spine as the sparks go off up and down my back. Feeling my orgasm rushing toward the end way to soon, I take my fingers and pinch Lourdes’s clit, which has her screaming my name as she floods my cock. As she relishes in her release, I chase mine. After maybe four thrusts, the pressure is so intense in my balls that when I drop down into the cradle of her hips, my body trembles with each rope of my release. I’ve not felt this deeply since the last time we were together. And since I’ve not been with anyone these last couple of months, I’m feeling completely drained. Realizing after a few seconds that I have my entire body resting on hers, I go to move but her hands tighten around my waist.

“Don’t move yet, Miah. I like the feel of your weight and entire body, all of it on me. God, I hope we didn’t just make a humongous mistake. I’m not trying to be a bitch, just with everything else going on, did we really need the added stress of whatever this is.”

I brush the hair out of her face and gently kiss her lips until I feel her relax under me. Then I slowly pull out and roll off to the side, my hands still running the length of her body. For some reason I’m compelled to keep touching her. After a few more minutes, I feel it’s time to get rid of this condom and bring a washcloth to clean her up. After a few butterfly kisses on her shoulder and neck, I get up, turning to make sure she’s covered, then head to the master bathroom to take care of business. When I return with a cloth to clean her, she turns a beautiful shade of pink.

“Oh, um, Jeremiah, you don’t have to do that. Here, give that to me.”

“No, and when we are in bed like this, I’m Miah to you, Lourdes. Understand? And this is the least I can do after all of that. Lie back, Violet, let me do this for you. Please, I need to.”

That does it and she lies back, separating her legs. Seeing her glistening has my mouth watering. I use the washcloth to clean her up, which with a condom isn’t much. Once I’m done, I throw the cloth toward the bathroom as I swoop down and use my mouth to hear Lourdes’s screams once again. Damn, this is the way to start my day off , I think to myself as I feel her walls starting to contract. Yeah, I could get used to this for sure.