Chapter 129 Freedom.

Chapter 129: 129 Freedom.

I sucked in a breath at her touch, a thrill racing through me. But there was something else I wanted to know. I touched her chin, tilting back her head, looking into the dark lenses of her glasses.

"Did you set this up?" I asked.

Lacey coyly tilted her head. "Set what up?"

"Golden attacking me backstage. Upsetting the whole scheme. Forcing me to make a decision between fucking up Psyren’s debut or making myself out to be the leader of a villain group. Was that your idea? Did you leak that info?"

Lacey chuckled throatily, smirking. "Oh Miles. First you overestimate me, and now you underestimate me. Of course I didn’t."

"So it was all a coincidence?"

"They are known to happen, Miles. Besides, if I’d wanted to push you out as the leader of a bunch of sexy young villainesses, I wouldn’t have risked what happened at the movie. Mmm. I’m actually a bit broken up about it."

"That I doubt."

"No no! Really. I had so many far more interesting ideas about how to show you off as Psyren’s master. So many chances for delicious foreshadowing. Such grand plans! Ah," she sighed, moving in closer, her plush breasts pressing against my chest, her smirk widening. "It really is a shame. Such a wasted opportunity."

"And I’m supposed to trust you on this?"

"Oh no, Miles. Never trust me. I’m a very bad girl. But then," she said, her smirk growing as her leg rubbed against my bulge, her arms looping around my neck and pulling me in closer. "I know how much you like bad girls."

My pulse was thumping. I wasn’t sure I believed her. It would be just like Lacey to have engineered this whole thing. But I had no proof, and she did have a point.

And fucking dammit, she knew exactly how to get me distracted. It was goddam uncanny. "That is true," I said, my voice rough and thick, my arm wrapping around her and grasping her ass. Lacey gasped, then moaned softly, pressing against my chest. "And you think you’re bad enough for me?"

"Mmmmaybe," she murmured, the towel around her waist slipping as I undid the knot. "You never know..."

"I think I do," I said. I’d never gone this far with Lacey before. Maybe it was the lack of sleep or the constant teasing she subjected me to, but fuck it.

I was well beyond resisting her blatant advances. I swept aside the towel, revealing her full figure, and it was a thing to behold, that was for damn sure.

She’d teased it so often I was pretty sure I knew every inch of it already, but getting my hands on her ass was so very different. Lacey groaned as I tugged her closer, leaning down and capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.

I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised when she kissed me back with force equal to my own. Everything about Lacey implied she wouldn’t give up the top spot that easy, but no way in hell was I going to let her dominate this one.

My arm looped around the small of her back, sweeping her off her feet as I kissed her harder. She moaned, her tongue sliding out, wrestling my own. Her hands clawed at my back, her leg pressing against my cock. Fuuuuck, she wanted it bad.

Well, so did I.

My pulse thumping, I pushed her back until we hit her desk, knocking over a penholder with a rattle. My hand grasped her ass, giving it a hungry squeeze, feeling its firmness. All that exercising she did clearly paid off.

"Mmm. Like it?" Lacey purred.

"You know I do," I grunted.

"Of course! Hardly subtle, Miles," she said, again rubbing her thigh against my growing bulge.

I shut her up with another kiss, pushed her ass onto the edge of the desk. Lacey moaned, spread her legs so I could press in closer. One of her hands ran through my hair, her other hand sliding down between us and tugging open my pants. I grunted as she fished my cock out and grasped me, stroking me admiringly.

"Mmm. Nice and hard for me," she purred.

"Is this what it’s all been about?" I asked, tightening my grip on her ass, pushing forward, grinding my cock against her pussy. "Just an elaborate excuse to get some?"

"Oh noooo. Not just that," Lacey said with that infuriating smirk of hers. "But you have to admit it was fun."

"I’ll show you fun," I growled, kissed her again, and drove inside her.

Lacey cried out, arching in my grasp as I sheathed myself in her. Her hand clutched my back, clawing at my jacket as I began to saw into her, fucking her atop the table with sharp, brutal motions. She gasped in delight, the desk banging under her with my every thrust.

"Yes!" she panted. "Oh fuck yes! Miles! Ah! Like that. Fuck me like that! Fuck me haaaaard! Give it to me you fucking bastard. Give me that cock!"

I bent my head, kissing her neck, free hand grasping her breast and squeezing it as I hammered her atop the desk. Lacey keened with pleasure, riding me with growing urgency, her moans growing louder. Hotter.

"Almost there! Miles... Miles I’m... ah... I’m almost th-there. Oh fuck yes. Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhh!"

Her body arched. Her cry of pleasure escaping her in a song of pure delight. I felt her tighten around me with the sudden high of her orgasm as she came. I groaned, unable to hold back. Fucking hell!

"Fuuuuuuck!" I groaned as I pumped into her those final few sweet times, stuffing her with my cock as I came.

"Ohhhhh!" Lacey gasped, relishing every hot throb of my cock inside her. She leaned back, panting hot and hard, a smirk finding its way across her face despite everything. "Not... ha... bad," she breathed.

"Not bad?" I said.

"For a start. And we are just getting started, aren’t we?" Lacey panted, curling up against me once more, rubbing her breasts against my chest. "In this and our... business."

"Still trying to loop me into working for Firefly?" I said, even as I reached up and fondled her breast, teasing her nipple between my fingers.

"Mmm. Can you blame me? Oh Miles," she purred, her hot breath scented of cinnamon as she leaned in even closer. "We could do some much together. You and I..."

"Once again, I’m not joining permanently Firefly," I said forcefully.

Lacey chuckled. "Right, right. Forget I asked. But don’t forget this," she said, leaning up and kissing me again.

As our lips met, I felt another shock of delight and my cock stirred anew. I wondered once again if Lacey did have some sort of power? It wouldn’t surprise me, but if I had to get hired by Firefly to find out what it was, she could keep the mystery, and I’d keep my freedom.