She kissed Jackie goodbye, left herroom, and made her way upstairs. After along tub bath, she put on one of Mick’s big dress shirts. Not because she didn’t have pajamas of herown, but because, whenever he was gone, she loved smelling his scent in hisshirts. And then she got busy, walking aroundtheir big bedroom studying her lines for her next audition.
A couple hours later, she was stillat it. “Don’t confuse me for that whorein thirty-two,” she said as she walked around rehearsing. But then she looked at the script she held inher hand, and realized she’d, once again, made a mistake. “Thirty-nine!” she corrected herself. “Not thirty-two. Why do I keep saying thirty-two? Get it together, Roz!” And then she heard what sounded like anautomobile pulling up outside.
She went to the bedroom window andlooked out at the front of the house. When she saw Mick’s Escalade driving up, she was shocked. She didn’t expect him to be back in theStates that soon! But it didn’tmatter. She smiled. She missed him so!
And she couldn’t help it. She dropped that script, hurried out of thatbedroom, and ran down those stairs as fast as she could run. She wanted to meet him at the door. She wanted to feel his arms around her again,and his lips on her lips. And she madeit with time to spare. So much time thatshe was able to swing open the door, run across the porch and down the steps,and all the way up to the Escalade just as Mick was stepping out.
When Mick, in jeans and a pullovershirt he changed into during his plane trip back to Philly, saw that front doorfly open and Roz come running out to greet him, his heart soared. That was why he loved Roz so. Ever since he met her, and they became acouple, she made no bones about her feelings for him. She didn’t try to hide them, or be cute aboutthem, or make him work for her affection. She just so freely gave of herself to him that it made him feelliberated. And he pulled her into his arms,right out there in public, in plain view of his grounds security.
And when he lifted her off her feetand began kissing her with a very passionate kiss, his men elbowed each otherand smiled. Seeing a vicious man likeMick the Tick behaving like some softy for his wife, stunned them still. They remembered when he used to treat womenlike they were his bitches and whores whose sole purpose on earth was to pleasehim. And he never tried to please them,or show them an ounce of affection. Notever. Until he met Roz.
And even as his Footman hurried outfrom the servants basement exit to attend to his car and whatever needs he had,Mick carried Roz across the sidewalk, up the steps, and into their home. And as soon as he closed and locked the door,he began kissing her again. Seeing herso excited to see him made him realize just how badly he had missed hertoo. And he wanted to show her just howmuch he did miss her. He wanted her inthe worse way. “The twins?” he asked ashe carried her toward their winding staircase, still kissing her.
“Sleep,” Roz managed to say as sherubbed her hands through his silky black hair and returned his kisses with justas much vigor.
“Joey?” he asked.
“Out.”
Mick needed to know those things toknow just how rough he could be with Roz. He couldn’t go all-out the way he did when they were home alone, but hecould get close enough. And he didn’twaste time. He carried Roz up thosestairs in no time flat, and closed and locked their bedroom door. Then, still holding her, he lifted his dressshirt from off of her, revealing her naked body. And as he began feasting on her big breasts,Roz leaned her head back to give him total access. And he took full advantage.
When his erection became too hard tohandle confined in jeans, he laid Roz on the bed, removed his shirt and pulleddown his jeans and underwear. But beforehe could even step out, Roz did something that made him stop in histracks. She opened her legs. And that made Mick crazy. He crouched down, between her legs, and beganlicking and sucking her with such passion that both of them nearly came thenand there.
Roz was arching, and sighing, and hewas groaning and moaning and wouldn’t stop doing her even as she tried to slideaway from the ferociousness of his passion.
Because wherever she moved, he movedtoo. By the time they were at the zenithof their excitement, Mick was on the bed and half of Roz’s body was hangingover the other side. And Mick was stillputting it on her!
It was so ferocious, and sopassionate that Roz began to have an orgasm. She couldn’t hold it off a moment longer. His oral was enough.
But as soon as she began to cum, Mickmoved up along her sleek black body, put his penis deep inside of her, andbegan to stroking her hard, which only increased her cum.
It didn’t take long. Within a few more strokes, and Mick wascumming too. “Ahhh!” he keptsaying as he came, as if cumming inside of Roz was his happy place. He couldn’t hold back. He poured into her. He gave all he could to the woman he loved.
And when he couldn’t give anymore, hecollapsed beside her, keeping his penis deep inside of her as he pulled herwith him.
And they both fell asleep.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The next day, on a bright Saturday morning,Roz woke up feeling as if she was on top of the world. Mick was home! She remembered that immediately. And when she turned, she realized he wasn’tstill asleep beside her but was very much awake, laying on his side in thosesame jeans and pullover he wore last night, and was staring at her.
At first, she felt a sense of dread,because his look wasn’t exactly warm, as if she’d just caught him in deepthought. But then he smiled,
