Guilty Pleasure (15 page)

“
You have gotten several
killers back onto the street with your bag of lawyer
tricks.”

“
Look, I get it, you don’t
like me. I don’t fucking care what you think of me.”

“
Good. But I’m guessing you
don’t fucking care too much about anything. You are strange one,
Mr. Lyons.”

“
And you are reading way
too much into my indifference.”

“
Maybe so. Where is your
pretty assistant? I thought she was supposed to be with you when
you talked to ole’ Johnny again.”

“
I want to protect her from
dealing with a man like him.”

“
Ah, that’s sweet. But it
seems to me someone should protect her from you. There is something
way off about you, Mr. Lyons and I plan to figure out what that
is.”

“
Perhaps it’s your jealousy
eating away at you. Look at you. You are below average looking. I
don’t think you have seen the inside of a gym in years. You bust
your ass making substandard wages. I’m guessing you are either
divorce or have never been married seeing the lack of a wedding
ring on your finger. Day in and day out you drag scum like Johnny
in and yet you are powerless to see justice done. Now look at me.”
Michael moved closer to Tim. “I’m handsome, rich, can have any
woman I want at any time I want. I’m damn good at my job, which
makes your job a hell of a lot harder, and that just pisses you
off. So of course you are going to have a problem with me or
perhaps you got the hots for me and you are trying really hard to
deny it to yourself. Whatever your problem is I don’t care. Stop
harassing me or I will file a lawsuit against you and this police
department.” Michael walked out of the room.

“
What an asshole,” Tim
said. He went into the room to go get Johnny. “Well I see you had
another fun session with your lawyer.”

Johnny remain silent.

“
Let’s go. Time to tuck you
in again.”

Tim escorted Johnny back to his cell then he
went to his desk. It was time to do some background checks on Mr.
Lyons. God, he was hoping he would find something, anything on this
asshole. To be able to legally smack that smug ass look off that
asshole’s face would be awesome.

Chapter
Thirteen

“
Do you trust me?” Michael
said as he pulled the length of rope out of the
nightstand.

“
I let you tie me up
before.” Nicole was so aroused she couldn’t hardly stand it. He
called her right after she got home from helping Adam and told her
he needed to see her in his apartment. She rushed over. He lifted
her up and carried her to his bedroom and tossed her on the bed. He
just spent the last twenty minutes kissing her so thoroughly she
was almost breathless from it.

Michael proceeded to tie her arms to the
bedposts. He climbed out of bed and just looked at her lying there
helpless. “I will be right back.”

“
Don’t leave me like this,”
Nicole said nervously.

“
I wouldn’t do
that.”

Nicole didn’t like being left alone all tied
up and helpless. She really hoped he didn’t take long.

Michael came back into the room with a
kitchen knife in his hand.

“
What…” Nicole fought a
little with the ropes.

“
Stay still.”

The familiar need was building inside of
him, looking at her lying there helpless and becoming nervous.

He used the knife to cut her dress off. He
set the knife on the nightstand then ran his hands over her body.
His eyes kept going to the knife.

“
Michael,” she
sighed.

He looked at her. The fear in her eyes was
gone, now there was only lust. He lowered his hand down and
inserted two fingers up into her pussy. He moved his fingers around
trying to find the right spot. When she moaned loudly he knew he
found it. He moved his fingers in a circle motion watching the
pleasure on her face. His gaze flit to the knife then back at her.
His arousal and his need to kill were competing for dominance.

“
Michael, oh Michael,”
Nicole moaned loudly as she orgasm.

He removed his fingers and quickly took off
his jeans. He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between
her legs. He slowly eased his cock into her. He thrust in a slow
and steady pace. He lowered his body onto hers as he buried his
cock to the hilt inside her. He felt her kissing his neck and her
legs wrap around him. He moved his hand up her arm until he felt
the rope around her wrist. He thrust faster and faster as his
fingers danced over the rope.

Nicole moaned loudly causing him to thrust
harder. His hand went over to the nightstand reaching for the
knife. He gripped the hilt of the knife tightly. His need to kill
rose up. He lifted the knife up as his orgasm hit.

“
I love you,” Nicole said
softly.

Michael dropped the knife and quickly untied
her. He laid on top of her feeling the warmth of her body against
his.

“
Nicole, I love you,” he
whispered in her ear. He felt her arms wrap around him tightly. Did
he really love her? Was this more than a façade? The very thought
that he could love anyone was frightening.

He propped himself up on his elbows and
looked at her lying under him.

“
I can’t tie you up like
that again. You are just too nervous.”

“
That’s okay. You love me.”
She smiled brightly.

***

Nicole woke up in Michael’s bed. She was
beyond ecstatic that he actually said that he loved her. She looked
over at him sleeping beside her. He looked almost peaceful lying
there. Last night was intense on so many levels. She was glad he
didn’t want to tie her up anymore. The image of him standing there
with that knife firmly in his hand, she couldn’t shake it. He used
the knife to cut her dress from her, yet the way he held that
knife…she looked back over at him. Plus, she could have sworn she
heard the knife hit the nightstand as if he was holding it only a
second before. Why would he grab the knife again? Maybe he just
bumped the nightstand and that is what made the sound. Yeah that
was it. And maybe he was gripping the knife so tightly because he
was nervous about how she was going to react. Yeah, that’s all it
was. She kept looking at him sleeping there so peaceful. Her
explanations for last night were valid in her mind so she decided
to drop it.

She went and took a shower. She borrowed one
of his shirts then went into the kitchen to make some coffee and
breakfast for them.

“
What are you doing up so
early?” Michael said as he entered the kitchen.

“
It’s not that early,
besides I wanted to make you breakfast.”

He went over to her and lifted her up into
his arms. “I know what I want to eat.”

He carried her to the dining room table and
laid her on it. He sat on the chair facing her. He opened her legs
wide then lowered his head between her legs. He licked her pussy
with long slow strokes, taking his time savoring the taste of her.
He paused by her opening and stuck his tongue as deep as he could
inside of her. He flicked his tongue in and out.

“
Michael,” she moaned
loudly.

“
Mmm, you taste good,
woman. What happened to calling me Sir? It makes my cock hard
hearing you address me as such.” He lapped at her clit, letting his
tongue circle around and around then he would flick it
rapidly.

“
Yes, Sir…oh
yes.”

“
That’s a good girl.” He
gently took as much of her clit into his mouth and began to suck on
it.

“
Oh God! Yes, Sir, yes!”
she cried out as she orgasm.

He lowered his tongue down and lapped at her
opening. “Don’t want to waste my breakfast, woman.”

Nicole’s thighs began to quiver.

“
Let’s see if I can make
you come even harder.”

“
Please Sir…please I need
your cock.”

“
I bet you do. Yet, you
will have to wait until I finish eating this pretty pussy.” Michael
took his time licking her pussy. He felt her clit pulsate against
his tongue and her starting to squirm around.

“
Please Sir!” Nicole cried
out.

Michael stood and slowly took his jeans off.
“Oh damn, you really want my cock don’t you, woman?”

“
Yes Sir, please
Sir.”

He grabbed her hips and impaled her on his
cock. Her pussy clamped down around his cock. He felt her hips
moving wanting him, needing him to drive his cock deeper and harder
into her. He obliged. He drove his cock brutally into her until
they both climaxed.

He slowly pulled his cock from her then
helped her off the table.

“
Mmm, breakfast was
delicious.” He smiled devilishly at her as he gave her ass a firm
swat. “You look good in my shirt, woman,” he said as he walked out
of the room and headed to go take a shower.

Nicole sat on the dining room chair. Her
legs were a bit wobbly and she needed a moment to recover from
being fucked so well. When she recovered she went back to making
breakfast. She set everything out on the dining room table. He came
back in and sat across from her.

He started to eat the pancakes she made.

“
Can I ask you something?”
Nicole said as she buttered her pancake.

“
Of course.”

“
Did you bump the
nightstand last night during that awesome sex session?”

“
Sex session,” Michael
chuckled.

“
You know what I
mean.”

“
I don’t know if I bumped
the nightstand or not, why?”

“
It’s just, you are going
to think I’m weird.”

“
I doubt that.”

“
I could have sworn I heard
the knife dropping onto the table, like you had it in your hand or
something.”

“
Oh that. I thought you
were getting scared being tied up so I was going to cut the rope,
but then you said what you said and I figured you were
alright.”

“
That makes sense. Whew,
you don’t want to know where my mind was going.” Nicole
laughed.

“
Did you think I was going
to stab you, Nicole?”

“
Well no and yes. It’s
silly and I ‘m sorry I thought that.”

“
I probably would have been
a little nervous if you had me tied up and then walked in the room
with a knife. I should have thought about that before I came
walking in with a knife. I just wanted that damn dress off of you
and didn’t want to look like an idiot if I couldn’t rip it off of
you.”

“
You have ripped enough of
my panties off of me.”

They both chuckled.

They ate their breakfast and Nicole told him
about her and Monica helping Adam fix up his apartment. And that
Adam found a prepaid cellphone and a piece of rope in his room.

Michael barely heard anything else she was
saying. That idiot Adam wasn’t supposed to find that damn phone and
certainly not a piece of rope. Michael thought he was always so
careful to get all the rope out of the apartment. The cellphone was
another matter. He left that there on purpose so the police would
find some kind of evidence linking Adam to Michael’s latest victim.
Shit, now what the hell was he going to do?

“
What do you
think?”

“
About what? I’m sorry I
didn’t catch that last part.”

“
Should Adam get some kind
of security camera and set it up in his apartment?”

“
No, Adam lives in the low
rent area. It’s pointless and it would only draw attention to him.
If it got out he had a security system in his apartment that would
let the wrong kind of people think he has something valuable in
there. I’m guessing it was his landlord using Adam’s apartment for
fucking around on his wife. He would probably know when Adam was
gone. I will deal with this.”

“
How?”

“
I will put the fear of God
into that landlord. I am a lawyer and as soon as the word lawsuit
starts flying around that pretty much puts a stop to all kinds of
shit.”

“
Oh, good idea.”

“
I will talk to Adam later.
How is he doing?”

“
He seems better. I think
sprucing up his apartment helped. I didn’t want to tell Adam this,
but his apartment has got some bad vibes to it.”

“
You shouldn’t tell him
that.”

“
I won’t.” Nicole took a
sip of her coffee. “What am I going to wear to work now that my
dress is all cut up?”

“
I think your boss will let
you go home and get changed.”

When they finished breakfast Michael got
ready for work. They drove to Nicole’s apartment. Adam and Monica
were there.

“
Does he show up at your
place all the time?” Michael said quiet enough for only Nicole to
hear.

“
He stayed the night
because his apartment is full of paint fumes. You are not jealous
are you?”

“
Well I would be an idiot
not to be a little jealous of my woman having a very attractive guy
staying at her place. I trust you, woman, so you can take that look
of concern off your face.” Michael smiled warmly at her putting her
instantly at ease.

“
Hey Michael.” Adam hurried
over to him.