“Feeling overwhelmed by strangers?” Mia turned to see a petite woman with short brown hair coming to stand next to her. Mia recognized her. Stacy Johnson owned the grocery store with her husband. She was very friendly and Mia liked her.
“Hi, Stacy.” Mia greeted her, feeling less awkward now that she had someone to talk to. Being new never got better, whether you were in school or out in the world. “A little. I recognize a few people but can’t place names with faces. That sounds terrible, right?”
“When I first married Jack and moved here, I felt so lost. Everyone knew everyone’s name and business. I lived in a large city where you didn’t always see everyone more than once,” Stacy Johnson explained, handing Mia a margarita.
Mia thanked her and sipped on it, tasting the salt from the rim. “Yes, I know. New York is the same way. I almost chickened out but Becky insisted I show up. She is so social and bubbly. I feel like the complete opposite of her.”
“Your aunt is a sweetheart.” Stacy giggled. “I joined the book club to make new friends and I am glad I did. You should join us. It’s fun.”
“I might do that. Becky has asked me, but I have never had much time to read before.” Mia felt bad for lying to all of these kind people but it had been necessary. Becky told her if she confessed to Abel why Mia was really here, he was liable to call the New York police to verify Mia’s story. Abel didn’t trust easy, Becky warned.
Mia feared she cared about Abel too much too soon. He had not stayed the night with her after they made love three times, which disappointed her. He did stop by the coffee shop the next morning and flirted with her, making her blush. Reva had just rolled her eyes but told Mia she was lucky. Plenty of women tried snagging his attention, but he never played the dating game. She wanted to confide in him, but what if he did call New York? Frank could cause plenty of trouble here in this small town. She couldn’t bear that.
“Time to open presents!” Melanie yelled out loud.
Stacy and Mia headed closer to where they sat Jessy down in a chair. Lily and Melanie handed Jessy presents. Most were lingerie that made the women whistle and cheer. Mia relaxed after the second margarita and enjoyed herself. Lucky for her, Becky drove them home.
Mia went into the house she was temporarily calling home. It was so much nicer than the apartment she had back in New York. Before Abel, she had been so anxious to go back home. Now she felt a pang of regret knowing this wasn’t her permanent home. Was it because of Abel? No, she liked working with Becky. Becky was a good boss and treated her employees well. She listened to Mia’s ideas of improving the business. Mia liked having Jessy and Stacy as friends. Gwen was her best friend, but she worked so many hours as a nurse and spent all her free time with Mitch. It made Mia feel lonely. Maybe that was why she had fallen for Frank so easily. She was hungry for attention.
The doorbell startled her out of her thoughts. Mia sighed and made sure to check out the peephole first. As soon as she recognized Abel, her pulse sped up and her body tingled with excitement. She quickly unlocked the door and opened it. She had not changed out of her dress yet. She was glad for once she had makeup on and looked good. “Hey, what a surprise to see you.”
Abel looked her over and she could see the heated desire in his eyes. It made her breasts tingle and feel heavy. He stepped in, closing the door behind him. He unzipped his heavy coat and hung it on a hook on the wall. “You look sexy as hell, Mia.”
Mia flipped her hair dramatically. “Thank you, kind sir. Compliments are always welcomed.”
Abel chuckled and followed her to the couch. “How was it? Wild? Crazy? Were there strippers? Asking for my brother.”
“With your mom, Becky and the pastor’s wife all there supervising?” She laughed out loud at his crazy questions. “Well, I did have two or three margaritas with Stacy Johnson. That was wild for me. Jessy got some pretty racy presents so I bet your brother is one happy man tonight. Strippers must have gotten lost. Such a shame.”
He leaned closer and tilted her chin up. “Hmm.” He kissed her lips, letting his tongue trace the shape of her mouth. Her body immediately began to heat up and her pussy started throbbing with excitement and need. “Salty. What if I peel this dress off of you? Will I find a racy surprise underneath?”
“Maybe. You will have to find out,” she teased, trying to look prim and proper and not at all turned on.
He picked her up and sat her on his lap. His hands unzipped her dress with such expertise she felt a momentarily pang of jealousy. She quickly brushed it away. He was here with her right now, and she planned on enjoying every second of it. Over analyzing it would take the fun out of it. She forced herself to relax in his arms.
Her dress fell off her shoulder and he pushed the material down to her waist.
“Black lace. Very sexy.” He traced the edge of her bra, making her skin tingle and her nipples tightened into little buds. She wiggled her hips and her dress fell to the floor. He looked down at her panties and arched an eyebrow. “Is this a thong, Miss Wilson? I might have to ticket you for indecent exposure. Stand up and let me see.”
Mia obeyed, feeling her knees shake with excitement and desire. Who knew he could be so playful? Out in public he was so serious and staid. She loved seeing this secret side of him. It made her feel like they shared a special bond.
She turned, showing him her ass. She did have a matching thong. His hands cupped her ass cheeks and squeezed. He bit her ass but it didn’t hurt. The sting of pain made her pussy clench. She bit her bottom lip to prevent herself from moaning.
“I like what I see, but it makes me think you are a naughty girl, Mia. Are you?” he
asked very seriously.
Mia pouted and twirled a curl around her finger, looking back at him. She shook her hips in a sexy dance. “Only for you, Sheriff.”
“Do you like spankings?” How he kept his expression serious, she had no idea when she felt shaky with need. Her panties felt wet and he barely touched her. She shook her head no. “Not into pain.”
He pulled her body closer to his. He opened his thighs and held her prisoner. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks. He unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her nipples tingled and she felt impatient as the cool breeze hit her skin. She grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts. He chuckled. “Definitely naughty. What a shame. Naughty girls don’t get rewarded, Mia.”
“What do they get?” Her breath hitched and came out in a strangled whisper. She was horny as hell. He pushed her down on the couch until she was lying flat. He stood over her and she kept her eyes on his deep brown ones. They glittered with desire. He unbuckled his pants and she licked her lips in anticipation. She wanted to see his hard, thick cock once again. He unzipped his pants, slowly driving her wild. When she went to help he pushed her hands away. “You obey my orders, Mia, or you will get that spanking you say you don’t want.”
She wanted to disobey him, but she waited until his cock sprang free finally. His pants and boxers fell around his ankles and her breathing got heavy. He fisted his long, thick cock and stepped closer to her mouth. “Open like a good girl.”
She did with eagerness and let him place his cock in her mouth. Her lips closed around him, holding him prisoner. He tasted salty and unique. His thickness stretched her cheeks, but she breathed through her nose. No way was she stupid enough to push him away. She began to suck with such enthusiasm he groaned loudly and cursed under his breath. His hands gripped her hair and guided her to the rhythm he liked. Mia closed her eyes and sucked on his cock until his semen was gliding down her throat. She moaned as the warmness went down. Finally, she could breathe through her mouth again.