I prepare for the evening and slip into a cozy set of clothes that relax me. Suddenly, I hear a knock on my bedroom door and Cain's voice calling me, “Can I come in, Tessie?” He pokes his head through the doorway.
“Yes…” I reply.
Cain steps into the bedroom. I look at him, admiring how his police uniform hugs his muscular frame. His presence fills the room and I can feel my heart racing as he looks me up and down. A smile forms on his lips.
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror, taking in the details of my appearance. Suddenly, Cain appears behind me, planting gentle kisses on my neck. As he leans closer, our eyes meet in the mirror's reflection, intensifying the moment between us.
“They better be gentle with you tonight,” he says under his breath.
I tilt my head back, allowing him to deepen the kiss. I whisper, “I don't know why you’re saying that. You're the one who is always rough.”
Cain tenderly wraps his fingers around the back of my neck. I look at him in the mirror and smirk.
I feel his cock getting hard in his trousers, pressing up against my ass.
“I can be rough because you’re mine to dominate,” he breathes as he pushes my torso forward. I bend over without hesitation, placing my hands on the mirror. Cain rubs his hard bulge over my leggings. I can feel it up against my pussy as he starts humping me.
“Cain…” I moan.
We look at each other in the mirror, locking eyes.
“Fuck I want you so bad,” he mumbles.
Grabbing my shoulders and digging his fingers in, he humps me harder. I let out a whimper.
“You were made for me, Tessie.”
I just want him to have me right now up against this mirror.
He suddenly stops rubbing against me, turns me around, pins my arms up against the mirror, locks our hands together, and kisses me.
“You will have to wait. I’ve got work, unfortunately…” he says annoyedly.
I’m a turned-on mess. I just want him to pull my leggings down and fuck me.
Cain shifts his weight, reaching down to adjust his cock in his trousers.
Slowly, he leans forward and places his hand behind my head, pushing it against the mirror. He gently places his other hand on my chin and tilts it upward.
“Don’t think for one moment you will ever be able to escape me. Even when you think you are rid of me, I’ll always be there in the shadows.”
My eyes meet his and I feel a sudden tightness in my throat. The gravity of his words hit me hard and I know that he is not joking around.
“I don’t want to escape you, Cain,” I breathe.
Cain's gaze drops to the floor, his eyes briefly scanning the ground before flicking back up to meet mine. His expression is twisted into a scowl, then a malicious grin slowly spreads across his lips.
“Good girl,” he growls, releasing his grip from my chin.
Cain leans down and kisses my forehead, his police uniform perfectly highlighting his chiseled jawline and broad shoulders. As he turns to make his way towards the bedroom door, I can't help but admire his confidence and authority.
“You look good in the uniform…” I blurt out.
He turns around and winks at me, his face lit up with a warm smile. Then, in a deep voice, he says, “Thank you. Have a nice evening...”
CHAPTER
FOURNATE
The lounge is dimly lit by a soft, warm glow emanating from a lamp in the corner. The television screen casts a flickering light across the room, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere. A pile of fluffy blankets is neatly arranged on the sofa, ready to be snuggled into during the movie. A bowl of freshly popped popcorn sits on the coffee table. Tessie stands in front of the TV while Mike and I sit on the sofa. She smiles and holds two DVDs in her hand. She presents them to us and asks, “So, which one do you prefer? Would you like to watch Pretty in Pink? I’m shocked you have this, by the way, or would you like Coyote Ugly?”
Mike and I exchange glances, our eyes meet, and we both exclaim in unison, “Coyote Ugly!” The sudden realization of the reference caught us by surprise and we can’t help but laugh out loud at the coincidence.
Tessie responds with a smirk and says, “Let me take a wild guess–because it features attractive females dancing in a bar?”
Mike chuckles and responds, “I actually enjoy the story.” His gaze quickly glances from one side to the other.
“Yeah, well, while you have the amazing females to gawk over. I get eye candy, too,” Tessie states.
I walk over to the DVD player, the floor creaking slightly beneath my feet, and deftly set up the disc. Tessie picks up the bowl of buttery popcorn, the aroma wafting through the air, and settles herself beside Mike on the sofa. I join them, wrapping myself in the warm blanket and feeling its softness against my skin. We all begin to relax and settle in.
Tessie nestles in the cozy space between Mike and me. We sit closely, shoulder to shoulder, basking in the warmth of our shared company as Tessie munches on the popcorn.
“Oh! I like this bit in the film. You get to see him topless and he dances on the bar,” she says after swallowing a mouthful of popcorn.
We watch the scene where a man starts energetically dancing on top of the bar counter. I can’t help but notice Tessie swaying her head in rhythm to the upbeat music playing in the background, INXS’ song, Need You Tonight.
Tessie suddenly stops and turns to me with a sly smile. “You know what?” she asks “This movie has really put me in the mood for some drinking. Do you have any spirits?”
