ImPerfectly Matched! (The Match #2) (6 page)

I lean forward and she leans back. I continue because I want her on her back.

Once she’s down and I am above her dipping my cock in and out of her sexy as fuck mouth I reach between her legs and rub my thumb up her wet seam ‘til I hit her clit.

“I wanna suck this so bad,” I say as I thrust further down her throat and she gags again.

“Sorry, fuck you’re driving me crazy,” I groan as I pull out.

It’s chill time. This is Kat, not some afterhours girl. I lean down and suck on her tit.

She grabs my cock and strokes it.

“Fuck,” I say as I lean down and take her tit in my mouth again. Her head falls back and her eyes close.

I want them open. Normally I don’t give a shit. If this arrangement, one that is mutually beneficial, is gonna work out, she needs to be present. She needs to remember who I am.

She whimpers as I tug at the barbell with my teeth. I reach around and shove a finger inside her and drag my fingertip across her g-spot.

“Fuck,” she whimpers.

As I suck her sweet ass tit I push another finger inside her and lift as I use my knee to push her leg open wider. Two fingers deep, I grip her pussy to move her to the side. She’s in the supine position, not my favorite. I love prone.

Soon enough
, I tell myself.

I lift her leg so it rests on the top of the couch. She’s spread wide but still too fucking tight. I need her soaked, relaxed, loosened up so I can fuck her proper.

I situate myself between her pale white legs and look on the floor where I dropped the black silicone dick she had stashed.

I grab it, mouth still working her tit, fingers still working the pussy.

I pull my fingers out, she sighs.

I let her tit drop from my mouth and fist her hair to move her head to the side so I can take her mouth.

I slide my tongue in and rub it up and down hers as I use my now free hand to reach down and grab the dick. I release her hair and take the dick from my left hand to my right. I stroke her tongue harder with mine as I use her toy, now between us, between her legs, to rub up and down her seam.

Her tongue strokes mine and her hands grip my shoulders. Her nails dig into my back as I push the dick inside of her just a little.

Her back arches and she gasps. Her eyes open in surprise and she’s finally looking at me.

“Feels good?” I ask.

“Yes, oh God yes.” I push it in further and use my thumb to circle her clit and she cries out.

“I’m gonna let you come Kat, come so fucking hard you’re gonna think Jersey is experiencing an earthquake.”

“Shut up and do it,” she moans.

I can’t help but smile, then I push it in further but this time I don’t let the fucker stay still. I pull it out and push it in, fucking her just like I imagine she’d fuck herself. She’s biting her lip, trying to fight what’s coming next. I bow my head down and take her tit in my mouth. I grab the barbell with my teeth and pull.

“Fuck,” she purrs.

“Damn woman, you come apart beautiful.”

She closes her eyes and turns her head. Her legs start to close a little.

“Fuck no you don’t,” I warn. I kiss her neck, her jawline, her ear. “Don’t you dare close yourself up, stay right here with me Kat.”

I fuck her harder faster. “Are you trying to kill me?” she asks.

“No woman, I’m making sure I get you off better than that fucking Internet site did,” I admit and she pushes against my chest.

“Stay out of my shit,” she says trying to act badass but she can’t when she’s on the edge. I’m gonna make sure I keep her there.

I push up with one hand, hovering over her slightly, I wanna see her pussy.

“Fucking hot and wet,” I groan and sit back on my knee.

“Condom,” she cries out.

“No need sweets,” I say as I bend down to lick her bare little pussy then suck her clit.

“What the hell?” she gasps when she looks down.

“Internet dick and plastic dick, are nothing compared to me.” She starts to argue, I bow down and suck the clit again.

“Ricco, you asshole,” she cries out as she starts to squirm trying to escape what I know is an orgasm that’s going to fuck her up good. “Just go with it Kat.”

“Easy,” she hisses and then I fuck her faster. “Damn you!”

“Tell me it’s not good and I’ll stop,” I say and then lick her clit.

“Fuck you,” she hisses and then grips the back of the couch. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

And I do, I keep fucking her through her orgasm even when she tries to stop it. Her legs are trembling and I am still fucking her.

“This better than the sexting shit Kat?” I ask when she looks like she’s had a little more than enough.

“Fuck you,” she pants.

So I speed up the pace. “Damn you!” Her back arches again.

I bow down again to lick her. “Mmm. Taste fucking good. Again, is this better than the sexting shit Kat?”

“Yes. Yes, damn it!”

I kiss a trail up her stomach, between her tits and then her lips.

“Now I’m gonna fuck you for real.”

“There is no fucking way,” she looks almost panicked.

I smirk. “Oh yeah I am.”

A knock at the door puts a fucking stop to that plan. I look back and see blue and red lights flashing outside.

“Son-of-a-bitch!”

I look back at her and she smirks. “Go put your clothes on, but I’m not done with you yet. I wanna hear your purr when my cock is inside you and not some plastic dick.”

I push up and throw her a shirt and pants at her.

I take the dick, open the garbage and throw it away.

“Hey that’s mine,” she grumbles as she pulls herself up and throws her shirt on.

“Not anymore.”

I step into my pants and throw on my shirt. Takes all of ten seconds.

“Come on Kitty Kat,” I smile as I watch her stand on legs that I know are still trembling.

She gives me the bird. “Where’s the bathroom?”

I point to the short corridor. “Chop chop, time’s a wasting.”

KAT

I look in the mirror, my eye makeup has decided to go south for the season and my southern parts are feeling as battered as the confederate army after the Civil War.

What the fuck just happened?

I look down at my still pantless self, at my crotch hoping like hell he didn’t turn my pretty pussy into the
Battle of Bull Run
. Worse yet, would that kind of fucking lead to meat flaps? I wonder if that’s what happened to Pontiac.

It’s all good in the hood I think as I grab a paper towel, wet it and wash the undercarriage. Sore, but still pretty.

After tossing the paper towel I lift my leg and push it in my pant leg. My fucking legs are sore. That man is a sick motherfucker.

I will never admit it to him, but I kind of like it.

I don’t like that he tossed my twenty-fourth birthday dick from Macey in the garbage, asshole. But I would get it back.

Save the peen!

I close my eyes and almost laugh, almost, at the fact that he's uncut. It's ET with a hood, an anteater, Snuffleupagus, the thing is wearing a turtleneck and is absolutely…Mt. Ricco the Magnificent.

I was a little pissed when he pulled it away from me. It was cool to play with.

I feel a little… giddy. Wait no, I don’t do giddy.

Awk!

Pfft.

Nonsensical.

Turtleneck!

I cover my mouth so I don’t laugh out loud.

Damn I love peen, but that one, could it be…?

No.

No.

No.

Someone needs to make a toy like that!

I quickly wash off the makeup running down my face and then straighten up my clothes.

I shake off any stupid nonsensical girly bullshit about magnificent uncut peens and walk out the door.

“You should call Josephina and stay there for a couple days,” Detective Nicholas DeAngelo suggests.

“No. I’m not afraid of her, what’s she gonna do, paint me green?” Ricco shakes his head no. “Find her, lock her up, it’s done.”

“Until we find her, I am again advising you to stay in a better area than this with your little girl,” Detective DeAngelo says.

Nicholas DeAngelo is Italian, six-foot-tall, jet black hair, and dark brown eyes. He’s hot, he’s alpha, and if I were into forty something men, I’d tap that.

“Hey Kat,” he says when he sees me.

“Nick, how are you?” I ask.

“I’m good, you think you can talk sense into your friend?” he asks.

“Him?” I ask pointing to Ricco. “No. Probably not.”

“Nick, I got this,” Ricco says.

“Right, but what if she is running with the gang? What if there are more than her, and she pulls that shit in front of your kid? Think about it man. I know any of the Steels would take you in,” Nick says.

“Not their responsibility. I take care of mine,” he says.

“
Think of it as a gift
Ricco,” I toss the same words he used on me back at him. “
Family
.”

“Listen to her, she’s making a lot of sense right now.” Nick sighs and then looks at me, “Don’t you have a place now? Down on the other end of town?”

“Yes,” I nod.

“Maybe you could stay with Kat,” he says to Ricco.

“Nah, I wouldn’t want to impose,” he says. “Like I said-”

“Where’s your kid now?”

He nods toward me. “With her sister.”

“She asleep?” Nicholas asks him but looks at me and arches his brow as if to say ‘you gonna do something?’

“Darby and I are leaving at like nine in the morning to head out for a couple days. Natalia is welcome to stay there.” I look at Ricco who shakes his head no. “And you can too.”

“Not going to impose, and sure as fuck not gonna run and hide.”

“It’s no imposition, I won’t even be there and let’s face it, I’m not sure they could hide you anywhere.” I look at my watch. “Let’s jet. I’m tired.”

Ricco looks at me and squints his eyes.

“The boys are outside taking pictures, nothing in here was touched?”

He starts looking around.

“No. Everything is good,” Ricco says moving quickly to the kitchen. “Thanks Nick, keep in touch?”

“You’re going with Kat right?”

“Got no choice do I?” he says, pulling the red plastic handles on the garbage bag closed.

Oh shit, my dick. I wonder if Nicholas saw it.

“Good move, I’ll be in contact.” He nods at Ricco then turns and looks at me with a smirk on his face. “You take care of him, I’m sure he’d do it for you.”

I don’t say shit. I can’t. I wonder if he saw the dick. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

As soon as the door shuts I whip around. “Do you think he saw my dick?”

“Not sure Kat, but he may have noticed your shirt is on inside out.” He shrugs and ties up the bag while I look down at my inside out shirt.

Then he walks into the room opposite the bathroom.

“Hey,” I say following him, “this is a problem.”

Walking in the room behind him I freeze when I see the bright pink walls, the mural of Alice at the tea party with all the characters from my favorite childhood book.

He is throwing stuff from a dresser that doesn’t match the bed into it a bag.

“I wouldn’t worry about it. The man’s a detective, I’m sure he can keep a secret or two.” I hear a zipper and then he is standing in front of me. “You ready?”

I nod and look at him. “This must be your room?”

He smirks. “Actually it is.”

He nods to the door and I laugh.

“So your bedroom is Wonderland.”

“After tonight do you doubt it?”

I roll my eyes.

“It’s a one bedroom, so yeah I sleep in there most of the time.”

He shuts the light off in the room and I walk out.

“You should get a bigger place, in a better neighborhood.”

“I have a nice place,” he says grabbing the garbage as he walks toward the door.

I don’t want to offend him, but I’m not really good at keeping my thoughts hidden. “You could afford a nicer one. You work hard.”

He opens the front door and holds it open for me. “I told you I have a nice place Kat. This ain’t it. Been paying child support for almost a year on two kids that I thought were mine. I have a house, just renting it out so that I didn’t lose it.”

I walk outside. “Now that you know they’re not yours and you don’t have to pay for them, you can afford it right?”

“When the child support ends,” he says stepping closer to me and dropping the bag in the outside garbage container. “I can give the couple renting the boot.”

He takes my hand and yanks me toward him.

I try to pull it away.

“Not trying to fuck you Kat. Would like to have you closer for you, not me.”

“You think that bitch is going to come after you?”

“Never thought she’d do this, so I won’t take chances.”

He quickly walks us to the car, hits the unlock on my keys he still has, opens the passenger side door and motions for me to get in.

“My car, I drive,” I say stepping back.

“Kat, I fucking drive. You ride.”

He says nothing more but moves around the car and gets in the driver’s side.

He leans over. “This isn’t work woman, this is Kat and Ricco, and I say get in,” he grumbles.

I begrudgingly get in the car and shut the door behind me.

He adjusts the seat, the steering wheel, the damn mirrors and starts the car.

“You sure you’re all set now?”

“No.” He reaches around me and grabs the seat belt, clicks it in and then does his. “Now I’m set.”

“You sure?” I ask.

“Are you sure?” he asks turning toward me, suddenly serious.

I don’t say anything.

“You want me in your house for two days when you’re not going to be around? With my little girl? You don’t like kids, you don’t like people, you like your space-”

“She’s cool, even though she pissed my bed. I’m not gonna be around and it’s not like you’re going to wear my shoes or steal anything of value, oh wait, you already did. Take anything else, I’ll bust your hand.”

“She is cool.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I sigh.

He shakes his head. “Woman,” he stops and looks up.

“Man,” I reply.

“Just wanna let you know I like you best when you’re under me, you’re…” he pauses, “docile.”