Locked Down with Mr. Right

“How do you feel about breakfast in bed,” I asked.

“Generally, I’m for it,” Addie said, after pretending to give it deep thought.

“As you wish,” I said, stowing my cock in my boxer shorts and heading for the door.

Stopping off at my study to retrieve my pants and shirt, I practically skipped down the stairs, mightily resisting the urge to break into song. Much as I loved them, I refused to let my life become a musical.

“I know what you’re doing.”

“How did you get past the guard dogs?” I inquired of the mysterious figure sitting in the living room.

By way of reply, he held up a taser, engaging it in what could only be describe as an intimidating manner. The lengthening pool of blood drifting across the floor from in front of the chair somewhat contradicted his boast.

“You are just using her. I can’t believe she prefers you. She’s supposed to be with her family.”

“According to who? You? Society? The social contract? The government? Sounds to me like you have too high an opinion of your world-view, Skippy.”

“I am going to take her to court,” he said as if it was a foregone conclusion.

“Oh, I know. I am quite looking forward to it.”

“Listen you -”

I realized it was the first time he had really seen me. Pictures never really did justice, particularly to my physique. It really as amusing. The expression on his little face as he realized that I could take him apart with my bare hands, taser or no taser.

“Dave?”

“Addie?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Empty threats and terror. The usual,” I said.

“He’s just using you,” he tried again.

“No, you have it backwards. You used me. For seven fucking years you used me. In ways that would made De Sade cringe. When your exploitation resulted in a baby you fucked off. You really aren’t in any position to say anything about anything. Not to me, not to Tobias, not to Duncan. You want to go to court? Fine. We’ll kick your ass, and you will never see Duncan again. Now get the fuck out!”

It was like watching Elizabeth I crush the French. I couldn’t help but smile. My sexy, powerful woman.

Chapter Thirteen

Addie

The day was coming. The moment of reckoning where all would be gained or lost. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. I always found it interesting how excitement and fear were so closely linked. The basic foundation upon which amusement park fortunes were built.

I lay in the bed with Tobias, staring at the tasteful ceiling tiles of real bronze, decorated with intricate designs with the Brigid Cross at the center. It could be almost hypnotic trying to follow them, each leading into the other. I had spent the better part of six hours trying. I was looking for anything to get my mind off what was happening with Dave.

I hoped what I had said about kicking his ass was true, but I couldn’t be sure. Dave had always been a Machiavellian schemer and there was no telling what he might do. The main consolation and reason for hope was that I had Tobias on my side. He had already proven himself more than able to match with Dave. All of his actions were counter moves, but ones that had thoroughly quashed any plans my evil ex might have been developing.

The strokes came sudden and soft. Long, light caress along my bare pussy. I let out a sigh of both pleasure and relief. Sweet Tobias giving me a lovely kiss on the cheek in response. I never knew how, but he always seemed to know how I was feeling and just the right thing to do to help me feel better.

Opening my legs a bit more to give him room, Tobias slipped two fingers inside me up to the second knuckle and began to work inside me. He massaged my clit and g-spot as he stimulated my pussy wall as well. Moved by spirits unknown, I took him gently by the wrist, encouraging him in his actions and showed him exactly how fast and hard I wanted him to go.

Once I recovered from the supernova of an orgasm exploding behind my eyes, Tobias scooped me up into his mighty arms and carried me, with no obvious effort, into the bathroom. Bracing me against him, helping me stand, He started the water, getting the temperature just right on the first try. My muscles relaxed almost as soon as the water hit them. I put my hands against the shower wall and just let it cascade over me.

Picking up the soap, his other arm still around my waist, Tobias scrubbed me down from face to feet. Taking his time with each area, using just is fingers and not the actual bar while gently washing the outside of my pussy.