Page 15 of Body Lock

The officer nodded his head, signaling me to the cage door. “Alright, your holding time's up. Let's go,” he said.

The front doors couldn't come fast enough. I wanted to run at them, let them explode open, just so I could inhale fresh air. This place was making my stomach churn.

It took twenty minutes to fill out the paperwork. One hefty fine later and I'm free as a bird.

Fuck... I've been living off my savings, the last thing I needed was a fine. I have to make some money quick or I'm screwed.

The sun had just started to crest the horizon. The orange glare hit my face, lids turning razor thin in the blinding glow. The cool breeze woke me slightly as it curled across my skin.

Ugh, and now the long walk home.

My sneakers hit the steps, moving down each one swiftly. I wanted to get as far from the station as possible. I didn't need to stand around fiddling my dick any longer.

Shoving my hands into my green army jacket, I nestled my chin into my chest and headed towards home.

I wanted to be pissed, enraged even at how things had played out, but Cadence bubbled to the surface every time my mind started to wander. Her sexy curves, full meaty hips. Shit, the woman had a figure I would give a kidney to enjoy for one night.

The mere idea of her made my cock stiffen. The growing hard-on scuffing against the cloth made it difficult to walk straight.

Ha! These people probably think I'm a drunken asshole just released from the tank,I thought chuckling to myself. My strides elongated and sideways as I walked, shoulders brushing against strangers.

A hand fell over my shoulder from behind, and startled me slightly. Snapping my head to the side, my body followed fluently in one motion. To my surprise I was met by a face, one I hadn't expected to see untilI wentin search for it.

Cadence.

Her bright blue eyes shined with a hint of green from the sun's radiating glow, the crimson of her lips were now a subtle pink.

“Hey,” she said softly. Her tone filled with a delicate innocence as her head fell to look at the ground, slender fingers intertwining each other uncomfortably.

What a surprise. Maybe she's here to give me a thank you present, or let me give her a big present of my own.

Bringing my hand up, I ran it through my thick dark hair. “Hello, beautiful. I didn't expect to see you so soon.” My grin split wide, biting my lower lip, I teased, “Are you here to show me your thanks for last night?”

Tossing the rich black silk from her eyes, she looked up at me playfully. “You wish.” Her laughter purged my body, my cock jumping rigid again. “But, I do owe you a thank you. Nico is a prick, but next time just let me do my job.” Her head tilted to her shoulder, lashes fluttering. Each one reminiscent of a tiny butterfly dancing across sapphire. “To be honest, I'm actually here for my father.Hewants to thank you.”

“That's not exactly how I swing, doll.” The edge of my mouth curled flirtatiously, eyes peering into hers.

Her lips parted into the sexiest smile, teeth shimmering in the sunrise. “Seriously, he wants to thank you for what you did. You know... helping me and all.” The orange purse twined through her fingertips, pulling against the small strap hanging off the end.

She looks so nervous. Why?

I shouldn't really care why, all I want is to feel her cunt draped over my thick cock.

Raising my hand to her cheek, I glided it over her cool blushed apples. Her face was chilled from the brisk morning air. “I don't really give a shit if your daddy wants to thank me. I would rather you just show me your thanks.”

Cadence writhed with uncertainty. A single brow lifted, the corner of her mouth twitching.

She took a step back, creating more distance than I wanted between us. Holding her hand up, she said, “Whoa! Look, you helped me and I appreciate that. I especially loved that it was Nico you took out. But, slow down, I don't even know you.”

She knows she wants me, her lips may say no, but the fire in her voice says otherwise. She can't even look me straight in the eyes! Oh, this is going to be a fucking ride.

Bridging the gap, I pushed closer. “No, you're right, you don't know me. But, you want to. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here right now, would you?”

Her eyes darted around wildly, a plume of air exhaled from her lips, the translucent mist rising up between us. “Look, I'm here because my father wants to show you his gratitude for what you did. He wants to meet you and...” Her voice trailed off briefly, hand dragging over her scalp. “Will you come meet him or not?”

What's she not saying? Obviously she had another thought.

She wanted to say more, I could see it, hear it in her voice. But then it vanished, fizzling out with the blink of her eyes.

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