Wicked Man (2 page)

down your shaft.

There was a slight pause, then he typed,
ohhh baby.

She could picture him sitting behind a desk, stroking his cock

while they wrote to one another. It was beyond hot and her pussy

grew slick with desire.
Mmm … I think I want to swallow you down

right now.

She wished she’d had the chance to give him a blow job,

although she didn’t know the first thing about giving one back when

they’d been dating eleven years ago. After all, she’d been a

seventeen-year-old virgin.

I would love that.

So would she.
I walk around you and sink to my knees. Free

your cock.

It’s all yours, baby.

She crossed her legs and rolled her hips forward so the seam

on her jeans hit her clit oh so right. How would he taste? Delicious

she bet.

Oh Abbott, I feel so close to you right now

It wasn’t hard to imagine how big and long he’d be.
Oh, love

your cock! Love how hard it is. I cover the tip with my mouth. Cup

your balls. I lick the drops of pre-cum dribbling out of the hole. You

taste so good, Chadwick.

Yes, baby. Suck me down. That feels so good.

God, she loved it when he told her what to do during their sex

play.
Do you like when I rub my tongue through the hole?

I love it
, he typed.

She let her imagination take over and bucked her hips forward.

The unyielding jean material provided a delicious friction to her clit.
I
slide my lips down as far as they can go. Take you all the way in until
it hits the back of my throat.

Oh yes, Abbott. I arch back my neck and moan. I run my

hands through your hair.

She reached up and buried her own fingers in her hair to give

it a strong yank. Not hard, but just enough to provide a wonderful

contrast to the bliss happening between her legs.
I use my throat

muscles to swallow you down. I'm almost gagging. God, I love it.

Love how you taste.

I'm getting close.

It gave her a wonderful sense to power to know she was

giving him pleasure, even if it was his hand doing the actual work. It

didn’t diminish what they shared together.
I dig my nails into your ass
cheeks.

Ooooohhhhh, Abbott!

I want to swallow your cum,
she typed quickly. She licked her

lips, wishing she really could swallow his release.

Sorry it’s quick, but feels so good.

She wanted to make him come.
I fuck your cock with my

mouth. Up and down. Rub the area behind your balls. So good.

Oh God. Abbott… Fuck! I’m coming!

So was she. Even reading the words, the pressure against her

sensitive nub was too much. Biting her lip to keep from screaming,

she rode out the wave.
I'm swallowing you down. I'm catching every

drop. Mm… So good.

There was a good few minutes pause before he typed a

response.

Abbott … Abbott. Holy shit, that was nice. I pull you up to kiss

your lips, tasting me on your mouth. So sexy

She loved it when he did that, even in their virtual reality.
I

kiss you back. That was nice, Chadwick.

I whisper in your ear that I’m just getting started.

Her heart thumped with excitement.
Oh yeah?

I hear your pussy, calling my name

Her pussy had been calling his name for years. Her heart too.

My pussy could use a bit of loving.

I gently squeeze your pussy with my hand.

Abbott checked around the coffee shop again, making sure she

was still alone in the back booth.
Should I lie down?

Yes,
he wrote.
I guide you down onto your back, kiss your

neck.

She had to bite her lip to keep back a moan.
Oh yes. I love

your hands on me.

I bow down between your legs. My hands slowly move from

your breasts, downward. As my hands reach your legs, I wrap my

arms around your knees and pull them up.

It was so vivid her pussy throbbed and clenched, wanting him

to fill it
. I moan.

I bend down and slide my tongue around the outer lips of your

pussy
.

She couldn’t help but slip a hand down the waistband of her

jeans. Her pussy was slick with her previous climax.
Feels great,

Chadwick.

Suck on your sensitive clit. Then slide my tongue inside of you.

She pressed a finger inside and undulated upon her hand.
I

can't help but thrust my hips up, wanting your tongue deeper.

Your sweet taste fills me.

Oh yes, Chadwick. I'm so turned on
. How could words and

imagination leave her panting for more?

My tongue moves deeper inside and my chin rubs against you

as I lick your inner walls.

She was ready to explode a second time. She fingered herself

faster.
Oh! I'm close.
If you rub my clit I'll come

He obliged immediately.
My lips wrap around your swollen

clit and suck.

Oh, can I come? Please?

Yes, come baby.

His words freed her and she came immediately. Soaring high,

a breathless little gasp erupted but at that point she couldn’t care less

if anyone realized she was pleasuring herself.

Mm, I wish I could lick up your sweet juices, baby.

She smiled. She wished he could too.
Oh Chadwick, that was

amazing. I'm going to sit here for a moment because my knees are

shaking.

And as your juices drip from my mouth, I’d move up and slide

my hard cock into you.

Holy crap? More?
I can't believe you're hard again.

You do that to me. You’ve always done that to me, Abbott.

Just like that, the tempo once more changed. The play was

gone, replaced with an intensity that took her breath away. Once more

her body quickened with need, and she wanted to be under him while

he fucked her hard and fast.

But that was one thing they couldn’t have. All they were

allowed was the brief moments inside their chat world.

Fuck me, Chadwick. Cum in me
.

I slide easily into your wet pussy

Yes. You feel so good in me.

I thrust hard and deep.

Oh God, I love it. I wrap my legs around your waist. Push my

hips up. Meet your thrusts. Harder. I dig my fingernails into your ass
.

If given the chance, she’d never let him leave. She’d hold him

in her forever.

Bite me, Chadwick. Mark me

I bite down on your nipple, leaving teeth marks.

Her nipples had always been sensitive.
Yes! God, yes!

Faster. My balls bang against you. Breathing heavy.

The scene was so vivid and erotic that she was on the

precipice all too quickly. She finger fucked herself harder.
I'm going

to come!

You tighten around my cock. I can feel you, Abbott.

Oh Chadwick! Yes!

For the third time, she came from her own stimulation. In her

mind, however, it was Chadwick fucking her hard and deep,

completing her in ways she’d never thought possible.

Me too, baby. I’m coming too. Oh fuck! I love that our cum is

mixed together

Oh Abbott … oh Abbott.

Her body was drained. She slumped down and pulled her hand

from her jeans. Her musk wafted up as she wiped her juices off her

fingers with a napkin.
I'm shaking all over.

You’re amazing, Abbott. Christ, I've got to catch my breath.

You wore me out.

Abbott smiled. She was planning on leaving tomorrow,

heading onto the next town. She’d be offline for a day or so. It was

good to have this moment with him to sustain her.

I love you, Chadwick.

Love you too, babe.

She never thought she’d see those words from him, although

she wished she could hear them instead of read them. Still, it was

more than she ever thought she’d have with him. A warmth filled her,

love that she thought unreciprocated and wasted had her heart filled to

the brink.

As she reached for her cup of tea, she happened to glance at

the large window that dominated the front of the coffee shop and

caught a glimpse of a tall, blond-haired man under the streetlight. As

if sensing her gaze upon him, he abruptly pushed off the lamp post

and turned the corner to disappear out of sight. She couldn’t see his

face clearly, but she didn’t need to. His height, the posture, even the

quick gait… Abbott knew exactly who the man was, just as she knew

he was toying with her again. For a moment, her heart stopped in fear

before launching out of control with terror.

He’d found her again.

Despair consumed her as she quickly turned off her laptop

before grabbing her bag to stuff her possessions inside. Damn it! How

did he track her down time and again? It was like he had a sixth sense

about her, or a crystal ball. Had to be fucking magic the way he found

her over and over.

Was he waiting for her to leave? She couldn’t go out the front

door if he was out there. No way would she ever be under his mercy

again. Self-preservation mode kicked in and that meant running as far

and as fast as possible. Pulling the brim on her hat down over her

eyebrows, she hefted the backpack on her shoulders and hurried up to

the young barista behind the counter.

“Do you have a back door?” she asked. “I think there’s a man

outside stalking me.”

The young man looked behind her toward the window. “How

can you tell? It’s too dark. I don’t see anyone.”

“He just turned the corner under the streetlight. I saw him.

Please, I just want to get out of here without him able to follow.”

“You want me to call the police?”

Grimly she shook her head. “They can’t do anything. Not until

he hurts me. But I won’t let that happen. Not anymore. Please. Help

me.”

“Sure,” the barista said, nodding to the Employee Entrance.

“Go on out the back. I never saw you.”

“Thank you,” she whispered gratefully, and disappeared once

more into the night.

Wick watched the little checkmark next to Abbott’s name

fade, indicating she had signed off. Irritation filled him and he

reached over to grab some tissues to wipe his seed off his hands. This

wasn’t the first time they’d played online, only to have her run as

soon as it was over. What he wouldn’t give to have her next to him, so

he could properly fuck her, and then wrap her up in his arms so she

couldn’t escape.

Once again, regret filled him over their past. It seemed like

they were forever missing each other. It’d been his own damn fault,

and he half wondered if she was giving him payback for abandoning

her over eleven years ago. But he’d been a dumb fucking kid then,

and now he was man enough to admit his mistakes. And he had made

plenty over the years, starting with leaving home when he was

eighteen and not talking to his father again. The last words he’d

spoken to the man, filled with anger and poison, would haunt him

forever.

Just like Abbott Carney had haunted him ever since he’d left

for basic training. He’d had to go, of course, because it was a

requirement to being a club Brother, but God, leaving Abbott had torn

out his soul. The day he’d found out she’d left their hometown of

Stevens, Missouri, with some fucktard was the day he’d honestly

thought he was going to kill someone. Hunt the fucker down and

strangle him for thinking he could touch
his
girl. No one was good

enough for Abbott, and that included himself.

“Shit,” he muttered and tossed the cum-wet tissue into the

trash. Then he quickly pushed his limp cock back into his jeans and

zipped up. The thought of Abbott and some douchebag was enough to

completely blacken any lingering happiness.

When a knock sounded on the door, he was glad for the

distraction. He rose and headed for the door to unlock it. When he

opened it, Heart stood on the other side, his face a mask of grief.

“What’s wrong?” Wick asked sharply. Thoughts of his step-

sister, Piper, rolled through his mind. Not too long ago she’d had a

mad woman trying to kill her and had shown up at his door, a broken

shell. They were the only family each other had and he couldn’t lose

her.

“It’s my uncle,” Heart said. “I just now found out he passed.”

Relief surged through Wick, immediately followed by guilt.

“I’m so sorry, man.”

Heart wiped his eyes with the palm of his hand. “He and my

aunt raised me. I knew he had cancer but I didn’t know it was so

severe.”

“What can I do for you, Brother?”

“I’ve gotta go be with my aunt. Help her out. I won’t be able

to do the run.”

“Don’t even think about it,” Wick said quickly. “Family

comes first, you know that. Go be with your aunt and give her our