You're Mine, Nicole (Mr. Mitchell Book 2) Page 5

  I’m breaking free

  and coming to you.

  It’s time, Nikki. Eternity is ours.

  “You motherfucker!” Pieces of white paper went flying in the air, and I was done. “Come for me, you fucking asshole!”

  I tried to rip every single piece as small as possible, and just as the last scrap was leaving my fingers, a hand gripped my shoulder, scaring the absolute shit out of me.

  Chad’s face was all I saw in my mind, and I knew it was him standing behind me. “You’re dead!” I screamed while flipping around, ready to face my attacker this time.

  “Whoa, Nikki! Calm down. What’s going on?”

  Elaine’s worried facial expression let me know that I’d gone completely crazy. “Shit, Elaine!”

  We were both breathing hard, looking back and forth between each other and the million pieces of white paper all over the floor. “I hate junk mail, too, but this seems extreme.”

  Closing my eyes, I let out a ridiculously loud laugh. “I’m so sorry you had to witness that.”

  “Yeah, I would say so. Come on. We’re going to my place.”

  I didn’t say a word as I followed my new neighbor to the elevator. For some reason a sense of calmness washed over me and I knew I could confide in her. Maybe she’d understand, and maybe she could help me. “Okay.”

  Elaine made small talk as we continued up to our hall. I knew she wanted to ask me more, but I could also tell she was a professional. Not wanting to probe too quickly.

  I found out she was thirty-four years old, and had been a narcotics detective for the NYPD for the past three years. Not only was she a complete badass, but I felt like I was just grazing the surface of her abilities. I felt like I’d hit the jackpot when it came to neighbors.

  “Come on in. Don’t mind the mess. I’m hardly ever home. Life of a cop.” She smiled and motioned for me to have a seat on a chair in her kitchen. “Want a cup of coffee?”

  “That sounds perfect.” I sat across from her as she started up her machine. The smell of coffee beans filled the air, and I started to feel a little better.

  “Okay, so spill.” Elaine adopted an interrogation tone, and I knew it was time to tell her everything. Knowing what her line of work was helped my confidence, and I had the first glimmer of hope spark in my chest. Maybe I would be okay.

  Taking a deep breath, I started from the beginning. Her facial expressions told me that she wasn’t expecting quite the story I was spewing at her, but she never interrupted me or made me feel like less of a person. Well, until I got to the part where Garren kicked me out of his life.

  “Wait, you said you loved the man and he shut down? Commitment issues to the fullest. But you’re back together now?”

  I smiled and took a sip of my coffee. “Yes, but that’s because when I went over to Chad’s apartment, I said I was going to sleep with him. I think that’s what sent him over the edge and he came to find me. He’s the one who walked in when Chad smashed my head against the wall.”

  Elaine walked around her kitchen island and placed her hand over mine. “I’m so sorry that you had to go through that, Nikki. I’ve seen this a million times. Guys becoming so obsessed that violence takes the place of their infatuation. He is mentally unstable, and you know this wasn’t your fault, right?”

  I didn’t say anything for a minute because I did know it wasn’t my fault, I’d been told that for almost a month now, but how could I not feel responsible for it? Had I led Chad on? Maybe a little, but I had no clue he was obsessed with me. “I do, but it’s hard not to take some of the blame.”

  “Have you gone to a counselor for this? It sounds like you may still have some stressors.”

  I couldn’t help it and laughed. Stressors were the least of my worries. “No, I haven’t. Garren has been absolutely wonderful. Ever since he came to see me in the hospital, he’s totally changed. He tells me all the time how much he loves me and how he could never imagine almost losing me again. He knows I’m young and tells me he wants me to still experience things that college students should experience, but I don’t want anyone but him.”

  “That sounds wonderful, Nikki, but you may need some outside help.”

  “I know. I’ll consider it.”

  Elaine reached over and grabbed her own mug, taking a quick sip. I studied her facial features and wondered if she saw the resemblance that we shared. She had to. It wasn’t every day you looked at a person and felt like you were staring into a future mirror.

  “What are you thinking about?”

  I lied. I felt too weird saying I thought she was my older twin. “You know that paper I was ripping up downstairs?” Elaine nodded but didn’t say a word. “Well, Chad has been sending me ‘love’ poems in the mail. I didn’t think he’d find me here in New York, but I’ve already received a couple of them in the past few weeks. I don’t know what to do.”

  Elaine squinted and studied me for a minute. “Have you contacted the agent who handled your case?”

  “Yes, of course. They said he’s locked up in a crazy house down in Arizona. There’s no way he’d be able to get letters out. They say it’s a copycat, but, Elaine, I don’t think it is. I know it’s him.”

  “Got to love the system.”

  We both drank a few gulps of our coffee, and I wondered what she thought. Did she think that I’d totally lost it and that maybe I was fabricating these letters as well? I had no way of telling.

  “Have you ever taken a self-defense class?”

  Her question threw me off because in all reality I was ready for her to tell me that I was just a young girl who needed to get on with my life. I was so tired of hearing that. “No, I haven’t. Garren suggested that I look into it, so it’s something that has come up.”

  For the first time in our conversation, Elaine perked up a bit and clapped her hands together. “I have the perfect guy, Nikki! He’s so great and teaches one of the best women’s self-defense classes in the city. He’s usually booked out for months but I bet I could pull some strings. If I can make this happen, will you please do this? I really think it’s something that could save your life someday.”

  I couldn’t believe how nice my new neighbor was. “So you don’t think I’m crazy?”

  Elaine placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently. “You have no idea who you’re talking to. My upbringing wasn’t cakes and rainbows; I’ve seen some major shit. So no, I don’t think you’re crazy. I think you have a crazy man obsessed with you, and you need to learn how to defend yourself. That’s where I come in.”

  Panic crept up my chest because in all honesty, I’d never been much of the athletic type. Sports were not my thing, and punching and kicking someone seemed way out of my realm. However, I had to do something. Elaine was right. “Okay, I’ll do it. Although you may want to have a disclaimer that you don’t know me very well so when I get kicked out for being uncoordinated, you won’t feel guilty.”

  Elaine let out a loud laugh and punched my arm. “Oh, stop. You’re going to do just fine, I promise.”

  I reached up and rubbed the spot she’d assaulted on my arm and wasn’t so sure about my new decision. The only thing that outweighed my thoughts was the recent note I’d gotten in the mail. There was no way Chad was coming to get me, because he had no idea of the fury he’d unleashed.

  Chapter Nine

  Garren

  For the first time in my life, I finally felt like I had my shit together. I was completely in love with Nicole, my teaching job was kicking ass, and I’d just signed on with a new publisher for a book on a new theory about corruption in our inner-city government. I knew it was risky, but it’s what I craved. The hunt for information, digging deep into the lives of men who had no business being in charge of our country. It’s what I lived for.

  I also loved that fact that Nicole seemed so happy lately. I glanced over at my calendar and read the words in bright red letters that were sitting just a few boxes away from today’s date. Her nineteenth birt
hday was only days away, and I intended to make it one for the books.

  Pushing a few textbooks into my bag, it was time to head back home and see my girl. I reached for my cell to let her know I was on my way.

  Hey, babe. I’m leaving my office. Chinese tonight?

  A few seconds later, my phone chimed.

  Sounds perfect. Can’t wait to show you my new moves. Be ready for an ass-kicking tonight. xoxo

  I laughed out loud and shook my head. Meeting Elaine had changed the way Nicole looked at this whole fucked up situation with Chad. She had courage, and I could tell she had more confidence. She’d already taken a few self-defense classes that Elaine had set up, and I was so thankful that she was able to make that happen. I also loved being the student for once, letting Nicole practice her moves on me. It always ended up with her butt-naked on the couch, kitchen counter, shower, you fucking name it, we were there.

  Can’t wait. Love you.

  Love you, too <3

  I slid my phone back in my pocket and thought this relationship stuff wasn’t so bad. Why had I been so fucking terrified of it? I chalked it up to the fact that none of the other girls I’d been with were Nicole. She was the one for me. I’d never been so sure of anything in my life. The only setback was her age. She was so young, but she was also a woman who had an old soul. She didn’t act her age. In fact, she was more mature than a lot of women I knew who were in their thirties.

  After grabbing our new favorite food from a little Chinese hole-in-the-wall down the street from our apartment, I made my way up to our place. Just before I hit the two button in the elevator, Elaine made her way in and gave me a tight smile.

  “Hey, Garren. How are you?”

  I looked over at her and I saw what Nicole was always telling me. There were so many similarities that I couldn’t believe I hadn’t noticed them before.

  “Cat got your tongue?”

  I blinked a few times and looked away from the spicy lady across from me. “Sorry, but you and Nicole look so much alike. I hadn’t noticed it before, but for some reason, maybe because your hair is down, you really do look alike.”

  Elaine let out a laugh and grabbed her hair into a side ponytail. “You’re kind. I don’t know if I can compare to a gorgeous eighteen-year-old.”

  I laughed a little myself because she was right. She couldn’t compare to Nicole. No one could. “And my day has been good. Yours?”

  The elevator dinged, letting us both know that we were at our floor. “Can’t complain. I just busted a huge meth dealer and got a raise. Go me.” She smiled and walked over to her door and was out of sight before I could say anything in return. For a small blonde woman, she made me think twice about her ability to kick some ass.

  Shaking my head and laughing, I unlocked the door and walked into our apartment. Before I knew what had hit me, my body was flying through the air and my face planted harshly onto the wood floor.

  “Oh, shit! I didn’t think that would work that well! Are you okay?”

  It took a few seconds for me to understand what the hell had just happened. Apparently Nicole was getting fucking good in her classes. “Shit, babe. What the fuck?”

  Nicole’s small laugh let me know that I didn’t have her fooled, I could never be angry with her. Although my cheek did tingle, I was proud of her.

  I looked up and noticed she was wearing a long shirt without anything on underneath. She looked down at me and flipped me over so I was now lying on my back. “I’m so sorry I flipped you so hard. I had only practiced that move a few times before I left my class this afternoon.” She smiled proudly at me and then straddled my body, showing me that she was completely bare underneath the shirt. “I’ll make it up to you?”

  “Yes, you will.” I grinned and pulled her shirt up over her head, making her long hair cascade beautifully around her porcelain skin. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.” Her beauty really did take my breath away.

  Nicole looked over at the Chinese food that had spilled all over our floor, and we both let out a little laugh, but then my expression became more serious. “I’m not interested in eating anymore.”

  I quickly stood and had Nicole around my waist, planting her firmly on our kitchen counter. “You’re all I see, Nicole. You and this eager pussy.”

  I leaned over and sucked in one of Nicole’s fat, pink nipples before I spread her legs with my hand. “I want to taste you, and then I’ll let you practice your moves on me.”

  “You always say that,” Nicole said with a giggle until I pushed her down flat onto the counter and placed her legs over my shoulders.

  Breathing in her scent was intoxicating, and soon my tongue split her juicy, wet lips apart. Eating her pussy was a course of its own, and I planned to devour her.

  Soon her moans and whimpers were so loud that I couldn’t take it anymore. I sucked in her delicate spot so hard that she was soon coming on me, in my mouth. That was it, I needed to be pumping deep inside of her, filling her with my cum.

  “I’m going to fuck you, Nicole. I’m going to fuck you so hard and come inside of you. Are you ready for that?”

  Nicole rode the last of her orgasm before she sat up and jumped off the counter. “You know how bad I want you to come inside me. It’s been over a month. I want you to come inside me all night.”

  “Fuck,” was all I said before she had my pants down around my ankles and my dress shirt completely unbuttoned. Her soft, small hands found my rock-hard cock and she was stroking it in no time. “Put me in your mouth. Just one taste.”

  Nicole grinned up at me and dipped down to her knees. “Of course, Mr. Mitchell. What else would you like me to do?”

  “Keep saying shit like that. You’re so hot, so eager. Fuck, I love you.”

  Nicole looked at me with her big, blue eyes and slowly licked the tip of my dick. I moaned and leaned back, pushing myself deep into her mouth. “Just a few licks, babe. I want to go inside of you.”

  “Hmm,” was all I heard before I couldn’t take anymore of her mouth on me.

  I pulled her naked body up and kissed her mouth so hard that I wasn’t sure if she was experiencing pleasure or pain. “Ride me. Ride me and take all of my seed in you.”

  A few more steps and I was falling back onto our bed. Nicole hovered over me, placing her huge tits in my face, teasing and torturing me. I licked, sucked, bit, and played until her wet pussy was right over the tip of my dick. “I’m going to pull every drop out of you, Mr. Mitchell.”

  “Oh, fuuuck,” was all I could mumble when she finally lowered herself onto me. I sat up quickly and let her ride me like a fucking bull rider. She felt so good, so tight, and her tits were bouncing around in my face to fast that I couldn’t help but suck her nipple into my mouth while going balls deep in her tight cunt.

  It didn’t take long before I had her flipped below me as I grabbed her leg and threw it over my shoulder. “I’m close, fuck I can’t wait. It’s been too long.”

  I could feel my release about to explode, but I needed her to pulse with me. Making her orgasm while I came was the best fucking feeling in the world. “Come with me, baby. Fucking milk it out of me.”

  My words sent Nicole over the edge, and soon my cum was coating and splashing her velvet walls. We had been careful lately, not ready to have a child yet. But it was time, and I planned on filling her with my cum throughout the night.

  “I’ve missed that sight,” I said quietly as I pulled out of her, watching the creamy liquid slide down the side of her thigh.

  “That felt so good. There’s just something about you coming inside of me. I love it.”

  “I love you,” I whispered and kissed her with everything I had. I really did. An emotion came over me at that moment, and I had the strongest feeling to tell her exactly what was going through my mind. “I do, Nicole. I’m going to marry you someday. Hopefully someday soon. You’re mine, and I want to make it permanent. I want to walk down an aisle and profess my love for everyone to hear. Shit, I don’t
care if it’s tomorrow, I just want you to know that you’re it for me. You’re my life, my soul. You’re going to have my child in you someday, and I’ll vow to make you the happiest woman alive. I know I can be a good husband, a good father. Let me prove that to you. Let me marry you.”

  Nicole looked up at me with red-rimmed eyes, tears threatening to spill at any second. “Did you just ask me to marry you?”

  I chuckled and brought her lips to mine. “I’ll marry you tomorrow if you’ll let me.”

  “I love you,” was all I heard before we kissed like we wouldn’t be able to ever stop. I made love to her then, took my time and told her everything she made me feel before I came so hard inside of her, I wasn’t sure any birth control could stop my seed from finding her.

  * * *

  “Okay, I want you to choke me.”

  Raising my eyebrow, I looked at Nicole with confusion. “I know we like some kinky shit, but I’ve never been into choking.”

  She slapped my arm, letting me know that I wasn’t remotely funny. “Shut up, you ass. Do it. I want to show you what I learned today.”

  I knew there was no way I was getting out of this, so I slowly reached over and placed my fingers on her delicate skin.

  “Harder. Really do this. I could easily take you right now.”

  I chuckled and knew that I had to let her practice, even though if I really wanted to, I could have her down on her back before she knew it. I guess I forgot to mention my father’s love for karate. My black belt was hidden deep in my closet, not wanting to give him the recognition of my fighting talent. “Okay, like this?” I grabbed her throat hard with both of my hands, and by the wide bulge of her eyes, I thought I’d overdone it, but before I knew it her hands came in between mine and my hands were off her in a second. A harsh pain was radiating in my foot when I realized she’d stomped on it with her heel, and soon her knee was coming way too close to my junk. “Whoa, babe!” I said and grabbed her just in time before she assaulted my favorite body part.

  “Garren, you can’t do that!” she squealed and then laughed when I threw her over my shoulder like a feather pillow. I loved that she was taking self-defense classes, but she couldn’t help her size. She wasn’t ever going to go pro, but at least she might have a chance to get away from someone if they were assaulting her. God forbid that ever happened again.