Red-Handed Ch. 02

All credit to the redhead -- he might have just fucked her wide open, but she set her tongue spiralling around his shaft and mopped him clean, determination fighting off delirium. "Let that be an example," he told the blonde, as he stared down at his scarlet slut. "She took it like a trooper and she's still going. Think of it this way -- once you were caught on camera burgling this house, you were both going to get fucked one way or another. Better it's this way, right?" He gripped a handful of red hair to encourage the cock-licker in her progress. "Hey, don't neglect the balls while you're down there."

Blondie looked at him with an expression of deep concern, as Scarlet cupped her tongue around his ball sac and waggled her way through the cleaning process. "Didn't you say you were going to..."

"To fuck you nice? Yes, I will. Thanks for reminding me." He drew Scarlet's face away from his well-lapped cock and pulled her to her feet; her eyes glimmered with whatever defiance had not yet been fucked out of her. "This one's coming with me," he said, leading the redhead's slender form roughly from the room. "She can sit her bare bottom down in the study she so thoroughly searched and read some Crime and Punishment if she likes. You and I need some alone-time."

The next part of his plan had evolved as Scarlet washed him clean, and once in the hallway he set it in motion. Tugging the redhead close, he whispered the instructions in her ear, inwardly amazed at his ingenuity and at the direction in which he was pushing the encounter. "You clear on that?" he demanded when he'd finished. She regarded him with more intrigue than resentment and nodded. "Good. Get going."

He observed her silently as she obeyed. Holy Christ, this next part would be fascinating. It would take the evening to new heights of raw excitement. And Mac couldn't damn well wait.

TO BE CONTINUED