Chapter 14

Fourteen

Neo

I thoughtI dreamed what happened last night. That maybe I fell asleep in my car and dreamed about Merc. When I woke up in this strange room, I realized that wasn't the case. My bags were on and near the rocking chair to the left of the bed, which told me he'd gone to my car. Had he been able to drive it down?

Getting out of bed, I looked out of the window and gasped. I'd never seen so much snow in my life. It had to be about twenty inches. Looking around the room, I walked over to the fireplace. Just those brief seconds by the window had sent a chill through me. Once I was warm, I grabbed the things I needed to shower and went into the bathroom, grateful I'd put the bags with my necessities in my car instead of sending them to my parents' home.

After my shower, I familiarized myself with the cabin. Its design was standard for a cabin—wood everything with burgundy and green accents. I loved that each room had a fireplace, and Merc had them all blasting, thankfully. It didn't surprise me to find him in the kitchen fixing breakfast. He was shirtless in loose fitting pajama bottoms and house shoes, looking like my favorite piece of chocolate candy.

"Good morning," I greeted, getting comfortable at the island in the center of the kitchen.

"Mornin'. How'd you sleep?"

"All things considered… great."

I figured that had to do with him, but I wouldn't admit to that.

"Thank you for going and getting my things out of the car. Were you able to drive it here?"

"Nah, it's snowed in. I was only able to get through the back door, but I could barely get through that because it was snowing so bad. I went three hours ago, and another five inches of snow have come down since then."

"Damn. Well, it looks like we'll be stuck here for a while."

"Looks that way."

If I was crazy, I'd say there was a smile on his face. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Nah, I got it. Thankfully, I stocked the kitchen when I arrived, so we'll be good while we're here."

"Good."

I decided to check in with my people to let them know I was good. Even though he said he didn't need me to do anything, I wanted to keep busy. When I got home, I didn't know what the hell I was going to do. Even if I reopened my store, I wouldn't have that much inventory because Steven's bitch ass had destroyed so much of my shit. I didn't even want to think about it because it would make me mad all over again. His little stunt at the store explained why they had those cocky expressions when they came back to the house last night.

While he finished up breakfast, I made us some mimosas. We ate breakfast together before playing Chess. He wanted to see how much I'd learned from Rey. I lost, but I did a hell of a lot better than I thought I would. After that, we worked out and decided to chill in bed since we were snowed in.

"Everything okay with Marz?" I asked as he searched for something to watch on Hulu.

"He's good. It's his damn mama that's driving me crazy."

"You want to elaborate on that?"

He released a sigh and put the TV on Living Single, though neither of us paid it any attention as he talked. By the time he was done telling me about the situation, I was speechless. I could understand why he didn't want them to take Marz and hoped he'd be able to figure something out. After expressing that, I told him if there was anything I could do to help, even if that was just by taking his mind off things, to let me know. Here I was sad over what Steven had done, and Merc was worrying about losing his son.

Silence found us, and I figured it was because he was trapped in his thoughts like we were trapped in this cabin. Well, like I was trapped in this cabin. This was exactly where he wanted to be.

"You okay?" I asked, taking his hand into mine.

Merc gave me a sad smile. "I will be."

"I'm really sorry you're going through this."

"I'm not giving him up without a fight. I'm not sure why she's even taking it here as if she doesn't know what I'm capable of. She's out her fucking mind if she thinks I'm going to let her take him from me."

"I don't know her, but I don't think it will come to that. Something in my gut is telling me God is gonna turn this situation around for all of you. Just trust Him, and for once, let Him work on your behalf." He looked away, and I gently pulled his attention back to me with my hand under his chin. "You're always there for everyone else. Let Him be here for you."

I wasn't sure which one of us moved first, but our lips connected for a deep, slow, nasty kiss. This man had the ability to unnerve me—effortlessly. His hand wrapped around my neck, and I whimpered as he gripped it while looking into my eyes. Merc released a low, cocky chuckle with a shake of his head.

"You ain't ready," he decided, releasing me.

"Yes, I am," I appealed, lowering myself further into the bed.

Spreading my legs, I allowed his shirt to slide down my thighs and puddle at my waist.

"Mm… your thighs are so fucking sexy."

Instead of keeping them bent as I circled my clit, Merc straightened them and began to place kisses up and down the right one. My back arched as he neared my inner thighs. His hand slid up my stomach, massaging and pinching each nipple. My breathing grew ragged as I slipped a finger into my pussy. Tugging my bottom lip into my mouth, I squirmed as his hand returned to my neck.

Merc swatted my hand away and positioned himself at my opening. The first time a man's head was between my legs was my freshman year of college. Since then, no man had ever made me cum from his mouth. It was usually a quick act of foreplay they did until my pussy was wet enough for them to enter me.

That wasn't the case with Merc.

He took his time as he feasted on my pussy. It actually caught me off guard how good it felt. When I tried to shift my body to lessen the feel of his tongue on my clit, he gripped my thighs and kept me in place.

One orgasm led to another, and he was still licking and sucking and kissing every inch of my pussy.

"Mercury," I moaned, gripping his head as he slipped two fingers inside of my opening.

Maybe I wasn't ready.

"Baby," I pleaded, toes curling as my spine tingled.

"Hmm?"

The way he looked into my eyes… as if he wasn't ripping my soul apart in the best way…

"Merc, I… I'm about to cum again."

He kept his same pace, licking a spot under the hood of my clit that I didn't even know would make me cum. Flattening his tongue, Merc touched every nerve ending in my clit, locking my body and pulling a third climax out of me like it was nothing.

"Mm… fuck!" My legs wrapped around him as I trembled. He didn't seem to care about me smothering him. In fact, he gripped my thighs tighter and continued to lick and suck until I pushed him away. "Shit. I wasn't ready."

His laughter made me chuckle as I took in short, choppy breaths. Merc placed a kiss to my thigh before using it to pull me back to the center of the bed.

"It's too late now. You got my shit hard as fuck, and you gon' take every drop of my cum."

"Mercury…"

Pressing at his chest, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"You on birth control?" he checked. "I don't have any condoms. Really wasn't expecting you to be here."

For some reason, the way he said that suggested I was the only woman he'd consider having sex with. I knew that wasn't the case, but I also didn't want to think about another woman experiencing what he'd just done to me. Getting out of my head, I confirmed that I was on birth control.

His lips returned to mine, and the fact that he was being so patient turned me on even more. He didn't make me feel like I was a conquest he wanted to explore or a bucket for his cum. By the time he finally undressed and pressed his head to my opening, I was literally trembling in anticipation. There wasn't a part of my body he hadn't kissed, licked, or touched. The nibbles to my nipples and neck were my undoing, and I found myself begging him to come inside.

Inch by inch, Merc slowly stretched my pussy to fit his long, thick dick. That curve was phenomenal. It had my lips trembling from the first stroke.

I don't know… a part of me thought he'd be fast and rough. But the way Merc took his time in my pussy made me fall in love with his dick. The eye contact, the kisses, the slow… long… strokes. I could barely breathe.

With a chuckle, Merc lowered himself to my lips and asked me, "You not gon' breathe, baby?"

Quiet grunts and whimpers released from me as I lifted my arms and squeezed the pillow. I couldn't breathe. It was too overwhelming. Not just the physical, but the mental and emotional connection too. I'd never had such a present lover. Merc kept me in my body, head, and heart… and I felt everything on a deeper level.

"You gon' die 'bout this dick?" he teased, circling his hips.

When he pulled out, I muttered, "If I die, I die."

His laughter didn't stop his rhythm. My laughter did make him moan. Merc licked his lips before kissing mine.

"Breathe, baby. Don't hold your breath and fight it. I want you to feel every inch of me."

"I do." I whimpered, but I pulled in a deep breath. The moment I did, my back arched, and body warmed. "Ahh… Mercury."

"Mhm." He moaned against my neck before biting it. "Stop fighting it. You can cum. I ain't stopping no time soon."

And so I did.

And me cumming didn't pull out his.

Merc stayed in my pussy and made me cum twice more before he came.

By the time he pulled himself out of me, I was somehow depleted of my energy yet full. Maybe because I was now full of his. Either way, I was scared as fuck. Now that we'd crossed that line, how the hell was I supposed to stay away from this man?