her neck.
“I want more.”
“You want more?” I teased, drawing my fingers down her spine.
She shivered. “I need to come again.”
“My little wife is so greedy.” I spread her cheeks, sucked my thumb and slowly massaged her other hole. Her hands clawed the bedspread.
“You like it when I touch you here, don’t you?”
She cried out, her face buried in the bed. I slowly began to thrust into her. My cock was so hard, so big, filling her full. I pumped slow and hard, angling to hit her g-spot. She felt hot, tight, and wet, and it took all my willpower to keep myself in check. I circled her other hole with more pressure and began to pump harder.
“Tell me what you need.”
“Make me come,” she begged.
I found her clit, and she spasmed hard. Three more pumps and I was spurting into her.
She moaned as I slowly pulled out of her. She stretched and sighed with satisfaction. I debated taking her again, but I needed to go for a run and she needed to get ready for work.
I slapped her ass. “That was just a preview of what’s coming tonight.”
She sighed again. “I can’t wait.”
When I came back from my run, Charlie was sitting on the edge of the bed, still naked, watching the news.
“What’s got your attention?”
She gave me a funny look. “Remember Sabrina?”
My throat tightened. “What about her?”
“She went missing yesterday. Apparently, she went to bed, and when her roommate woke up, she was gone. Without her phone, car, wallet or any ID.”
I looked up at the television. There was a shot of an apartment that I barely remembered. Police were putting up yellow tape and a police van was pulling up in front.
“That’s weird.”
The news reporter stepped in front of the camera. “As you can see, police are taking this missing person’s report very seriously. This young woman seems to have been abducted in the middle of the night. Her friends and family say that it’s extremely unlikely that she would go anywhere without her phone, and it’s reported that she didn’t take any ID or her wallet. At this time, the police are considering this situation highly suspect. This case is eerily similar to the Jody Cameron case. Jody is a young nursing student who went missing without a trace in the new year. Police are looking to see if there is any connection between the two women.”
Charlie looked worried. “I wonder what happened to her.”
I debated my options, wondering if it would be overkill to hire a full-time security team to watch the house.
She glanced up at me. “You dated Sabrina before me, right?”
I clarified. “She gave me a blow job once. I woke up to her going through my phone. That was the one and only time I hooked up with her.”
I didn’t like the look on Charlie’s face when I said the word blow job. “That was months ago. Way before I met you.”
She nodded. “Yeah. Fine. All water under the bridge, right?”
I was coming out of the shower when Charlie walked into the bathroom. She had a scared look on her face.
“Mica, the police are here to talk to you.”
“What for?”
She swallowed. “They want to ask you about Sabrina.”
I got dressed and found none other than Detective Wallace, standing in my living room, looking out over the view.
“Quite the place you have here.”
“What do you want?”
Charlie moved to stand beside me.
Detective Wallace turned and gave me a benign smile. “Why are you always at the center of my investigations?”
“Shit detective work?”
“What do you know about the disappearance of Sabrina?”
“Nothing.”
“Did you have a relationship with her?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
He hummed. “So, can you explain why these text messages were the last messages on her phone?”
He started to read from his own piece of paper. “You’ve been a very bad boy. You told me you were going to tell your wife about us. Tell your wife about me, or I will. That was our deal. I’m your little addiction. I’ll be in front of the antique-style clock at noon tomorrow.”
Beside me, Charlie gasped.
Fuck my life.
I looked at Charlie. “It’s not what you think.”
Detective Wallace look pleased with himself. “Are you denying that you had anything to do with Sabrina’s disappearance?”
“She’s not part of my life. I had nothing to do with her disappearance.”
“Hmmm,” he hummed. “We’ll see about that, won’t we?”
After he left, I followed Charlie into the bedroom. “Can we talk?”
She spun around and looked stressed. “What’s going on?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know.”
“Are you