Good Morning

Awakened aroused after lascivious reverie

him slithering at my backside as anxious as me

always at his beck and call surrendering my  body

highest apex of daybreak stimulated and ready

 

Entering my warmth aggressively grabbing my hips to clinch

accepting every enjoyable pulsating inch

working up our morning sweat desire at its peak

finally indulging in sweat release

 

-Cam Johns

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Arousing Objections (Finale)

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Finale

            It seems like an eternity being forced to remain outside my own office. The sounds of Robert’s roaring intimidation echoes through the hall, as I cringe at each of Mr. Berger’s blood curdling howls. I’m not sure if I should be pleased with his punishment, or angry that Robert is delivering it. Either way this shouldn’t be happening, let alone taking place in my office. However there’s nothing I can do considering one of the giants is blocking my door and has snatched my phone from me. I’m left here to decide what side of the law I want to be on and it’s not easy.

Suddenly I realize it’s gone silent. Robert’s wrath must be over. Before I could approach the door, it opens. I stand unable to move as I wait for the goon to step aside and reveal the mayhem that’s taken over my office.

“Thank you Harrison.” Robert says tapping his goon’s shoulder. As he steps aside, Robert steps out removing the blood from his hands with a white handkerchief. His suit jacket now removed and shirt untucked. Is it rational for me to think how sexy he looks right now? Oh god, there’s something seriously wrong with me. He just stares expressionless waiting for me to speak I assume. Quite honestly, I just want to walk pass him and make sure Berger’s alive. “I had to.” He says finally handing the handkerchief to the goon I now know as Harrison. He then gestures his head toward my office and Harrison disappears. Oh goodness.

“So was this the idea all along? You were gonna beat his ass into submission.” I snap.

“No, but I certainly wasn’t gonna let him talk to you like that.”

“You promised we’d do this the legal way.”

“Well too fucking bad…this is what I do dammit!”

I look around the room thinking there’s obviously someone else he’s talking to. He’s certainly not talking to me like that. “Umm…I think you need to readjust your tone.” I say calmly by walking toward my office. He holds out his hand to stop me. “Move!” I shout pushing his arm away.

Walking into my office the metal smell of blood and sweat greets me. Harrison has already packed up “Mr. Hyde’s” tool kit and heads out of the office. Berger’s defenseless slouched body is still tied to my office chair. Blood is dripping from his face but his head is down so I’m unable to how bad Robert abused him. What’s worse is I don’t feel bad for him. After all, he is a murderer and tried to frame someone else. There’s still one thing lingering, that I need to know. Why? As I sit across from him he shuffles painfully in his seat to sit up. He eyes me angrily with his half opened available eye, the other being swollen shut. I can’t help but stare at the purple bruises and blood falling from his forehead. “I just don’t understand….why Jason?” I whisper.

He chuckles a bit before wincing at the pain. I look up to see Robert has made his way in to monitor this discussion no doubt.

“I made a lot of money in this business.” Berger answers finally.

“Business?”

He chuckles again even though it obviously hurts him. Jerk. “It’s cute you still wanna make a difference. Once I saw potential for making money not prosecuting certain people, I weighed the odds, needless to say…odds lost.” He chuckles like an evil villain in a bad movie.

I can’t believe I’m hearing this. The disgust turns to rage and before I know it my hand is up ready to slap him, but Robert grabs my arm. “That’s for me to do…not you.” Robert snickers making me even more pissed.

“Well, what the hell does Jason have to do with your business?”

“Easy…Jason grew a conscious and I couldn’t have that.” His smug answer intensifies my rage. I jump out of my seat realizing he’s insinuating Jason was involved in his scheming. “Framing your boyfriend here was even easier.”

With that, my hand slaps him hard across the face making him buckle in his chair. God, that felt so good. Robert grabs my arm and pulls me out of the office.

“You know you’re anger is hot as hell, but I think you should stay away from this.” He says smiling down at me as I snatch my arm from him.

I start to pace the floor as my wheel spins, trying to put this all together. “Did you know Jason was involved?” I ask.

“Of course. My brother tried to convince him to do the right thing on his own, but some people need more than words to see things your way…” He says so matter of fact. Interesting, that’s exactly what Elliot said. Something I can’t change about him.

“Okay, well… you obviously can’t turn him in looking like that.” I say pointing toward my office.

“No…he’s not getting turned in Ally.” He whispers.

“What! I don’t understand.”

“C’mon…going public with the District Attorney being dirty will be bad press…that’s what we need to avoid.”

“What!” I just can’t win.

“Listen, once he heals he’s gonna have to step down, and Elliot will take his place. That’s just how it has to be.”

“What about the case against you? What about Jason’s family? No one will know the truth.”

“So what if people think I’m a bad guy…I am. My brother will handle Jason’s family.”

I’m not sure what that means, but this is not what I signed up for. This is not justice at all. I can’t understand why this is something Robert has to do with his life. I certainly cannot be with him, if this is how he’s going to make his money. Maybe if he could explain to me why he started doing this, I would understand somehow and learn to accept him for who he is. I look up into his nervous hazel eyes hoping he could find a way to persuade me to uphold this vigilante justice. I approach him cautiously and take his hands into mine. “Do you think you can explain to me why you do this?” I whisper. He shuts his eyes and takes a breath before inching closer to me. When he opens his eyes I know he’s ready to open up to me in a way he’s never before.

“Ally I-”.

“Ahem.” The sound of someone clearing his throat behind us interrupts him. When Robert looks up to see who, he releases my hands immediately and puts his in his pockets. His entire vulnerable demeanor has reverted back to his infamous intimidation. I turn to see Elliot standing behind me assertively. “Excuse us a moment Alexandra.” Elliot says emphatically.

I look up at Robert as if to get permission, but he doesn’t even look at me. So I decide to just walk far enough down the hall and behind a wall to divert suspicion that I might be listening.

“You weren’t seriously about to tell her everything, were you?” I recognize as Elliot’s voice.

“I love her.” Robert whispers. My heart melts at his revelation.

“You fucking idiot. I can’t believe this…under no circumstances are you tell her the truth Rob.” I don’t hear a response. “Let’s finish this.”

After a minute or so of silence I realize they must have went to talk to Berger. It’s evident that there’s more to the Elliot/Thoms dynamic than meets the eye. I’m going to find out the truth whether Elliot likes it or not.

The End. For Now.

Slow Motion

Staring at his bare chest enticed

thinking of our earlier impromptu tryst

the moisture gathers within my warmth

arousing uncontrollable urge building like a quiet storm

 

Vehemently straddling his waist commanding control

grinding deliberately feeling his length grow

no words  needed from either of us

grabbing my plump ass fulfilling his increasing lust

 

Silk panties glued to my pussy

lewd thoughts slowly exposing my unwanted urgency

the need for him to fill me takes over

exchanging wanton eyes no need to rush whatsoever

 

Entering me gradually squeezing his engorged dick inside

loving every inch delicately spreading me wide

winding my hips calmly as he rubs my clit

his eyes unable to disguise gratification of our perfect fit

 

Empowered sexually embossed within our ardor

pulling at my breasts bouncing harder

erotic energy intensifies, his pelvis rams into me making me shudder

convulsions between us as we find release together

 

-Cam Johns

There Once Was…Love

Waking to the brightness of his intoxicating smile

warmed by his morning ardent embrace

filling the once empty uncherished void

presently crumbling back to decayed loneliness

 

The amorous dream that once was has disintegrated

no longer entwined within his hand-stitched heart

desolation has broken its way through

exposing my defeat anguish and dejection that remain

 

There will be a time to break free

hoping a lifetime of despair won’t be for me

removing my soulless flesh from my empty bed

wiping the last tears that’ve fallen from my droopy eyes

 

Betraying my affection for another

a minimal possibility considering my icy façade

the stereotype of a woman scorned will not become me

but looking pass the array of boys to find a man is the challenge inevitably

 

-Cam Johns

Arousing Objections (Part Three)

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Part Three

Breathe Alex. As I walk toward my office, I try to keep our salacious rendezvous out of mind. Sitting at my desk I go over the case I should hand over to someone else…State v. Robert Thoms. What the hell am I doing? I’m confident with the decision I made last night, Robert being the lesser of two evils. First thing’s first, I have to visit our A.D.A. Ellis Elliot. I have to verify this sexy asshole’s story. Yes, he is quite handsome. I smile thinking about him as I walk toward Elliot’s office. This is ridiculous, I should be concerned about these new revelations. Instead my mind wonders to my titillating morning.


“So…” He whispers grabbing my hand.

“I’m not sure what you’re expecting Robert.”

“You know what I’m expecting.” He asserts.

“You think ‘cause you’ve shown me all that I’m gonna just spread my legs.” I snap walking away from him and plopping into his oversized brown leather recliner. “If anything it shows me how much of a jackass you are.” I slouch back crossing my legs letting my eyes wonder the room. Right away I regard the photos on the walls now seeing why he kept me from his home.

He walks over kneeling before me, grabbing my hands into his. “Ally, I need to feel you.” He whispers gazing with those hazel puppy dog eyes. Ugh. I hate he has this hold on me. Slowly, I pull my hands from his grip, uncrossing my legs and standing as he drops his head to the floor aghast. After lifting my skirt to grab the waist of my stockings, I seductively roll  them down. He eyes me intrigued as the stockings reach my ankles. “I’ll take it from here.” He says surreptitiously. He places my hands on his shoulders before lifting my legs one at a time to remove my heels and stockings. Before I could resist he quickly spreads my legs before lifting one on his shoulder ramming his long tongue inside me. Oh my.


 “Alex!” I hear my name called disrupting my lewd thoughts. I turn to see Berger flagging me down.

“Mr. Berger.” I smile waiting for him to speak, but he returns a flirty smile instead.

“Do you have a moment? I wanted to discuss something with you.” Oh shit! I hope he hasn’t found out. As if Thoms has screwed me from here to Sunday is written across my forehead.

“Is everything okay?” He smiles again grabbing my hand.

“Everything’s fine. I want to go over the Thoms case.” Damn!

“Well, I can’t now. I have a meeting with Mr. Elliot.”

“My last meeting’s at five. I expect to see you in my office at six.” He demands. Oh, he’s serious as hell.

“Okay. I’ll be there.” He smiles before scurrying away. I’m not prepared to deal with this shit right now.

I take a breath before knocking on Elliot’s open door. This conversation should be interesting to say the least.

“Alex, come in.” He says standing to greet me. I’m sure he won’t be smiling once I talk. Elliot towers over me shaking my hand leading me to a club chair in front of his large desk. “So, what brings you here?” He asks sitting beside me.

“I know everything.” I say staring at my fidgeting hands. I figured it would be best to just say it. He stands to hurriedly shut the door of his office then remains standing in front of me quiet.

“Everything?” He asks now leaning his butt against his desk as I look up at his worried big brown eyes. I never noticed how similar they appear. “So, Robert’s your brother?” I ask cautious. He sighs relaxing his broad shoulders.

“That we are. We went in two very separate directions. I fix things the legal way…he does things more….well, there’s no way to sugar coat this Alex. My brother gets hired to hurt people. Sometimes, that’s the only way to get answers.” He says shaking his head.

“I take it you knew about us all along?” He returns to the seat next to me staring warmly.

“Yes, he’s fond of you.” He says with an awkward smile.

“I swear I didn’t know I would end up having to prosecute him.”

He chuckles. “I know that. Question is will you continue the relationship?” He stares waiting for the correct response. I look at him as if I’m a child who’s just stolen a cookie. “You didn’t.” He gasps.

“When he told me the truth I was angry, but he always knows how to get his way.” I say reluctant.

“Yes, my brother is quite the selfish arrogant ass.” We laugh out loud.  After all, I’ve been known to call him that myself. “So tell me. Now that you know, are you gonna help?” He asks cautious.

“Well you’re brother was pretty convincing.” I admit blushing. However this is a dangerous game these two are playing.

He chuckles. “I’m sure. I’m glad I could convince the Judge of his innocence.”

I stare shocked. “Interesting. So Judge Malcolm wasn’t just being a bitch then.”

He chuckles with an uncomfortable squirm. “No, we had to make it look good after all.”

“True.” I’m pleased I’m not a complete failure.

We spend the next hour going over the new plan that now includes me. After all, it’s come to my attention that Robert is innocent…of this anyway. I’m still disappointed Robert’s been lying since the day I bumped into him outside this very office. That’s neither here nor there at this point. It’s time to figure out how we can undo what’s already done.

Finally, I leave his office with a clear legal plan of attack. At least I’m assured that Thoms is innocent. As I sit back in my office my cell goes off.

Asshole:

Are you coming back tonight?

I should consider changing his name in my phone.

Me:

Just ‘cause you didn’t do this…doesn’t mean you’re not a bad guy

Asshole:

And…

Me:

No Robert! Last night was it!

Asshole:

We’ll see…

Ugh! His nonchalant confidence is undoing. Even though I know he’ll force his way back into my life, that doesn’t mean I have to make it easy. However, our focus should be figuring out how Robert was implicated. It’s difficult to concentrate considering what I let happen last night.

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“You can’t be serious!” I shout. “You’re such a damn liar!”

“Alex, I had to.” He steps forward but I hold my hand up stopping him.

“You stay right there.” I command. He stares anxiously crossing his arms to wait. I stare at the boards trying to follow the red web reading the titles: Payments…Victim…Killer…My Alias…Finished Jobs. “So you were never married…you’re some type of enforcer or fixer…you’re fucking brother is my boss…and you’ve been spying on all of us.”

 “Yes, that’s mostly everything.” He says timid.

“Mostly? Tell me everything now jack-ass!”He takes a breath and inches closer but makes sure not to touch me.

“Alex, no I’ve never been married. I only said that so you’d stop asking so many damn questions.”I stare dazed, not sure if I should be angry at him for lying or relieved that I’m not a home wrecker.

“Why?”

“I know who killed Jason and I didn’t want you involved.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I’m completely involved dumb-ass! Tell me who right now!” I demand stomping my foot.

He chuckles. “You can’t put your foot down with me.” He smirks inching closer.

“I’m pretty sure I just did jerk.”

“I’ll tell you…if you willingly stay.” Willingly? What the hell does that mean?

“Ugh!” I stare into his hazel wanting eyes as they pull me in. But, I don’t have to stay. Elliot is his brother… he’s aware of the real murderer. I’m sure he’ll tell me. Come to think of it why did he let me go through with this case knowing Robert was innocent? “If you don’t wanna tell me, I’ll figure it out on my own loser.” I turn to walk out, but I hear him flying toward me. He grabs my arm, pushing me against the wall. Hard. I stare at his angry animalistic eyes unable to look away. Oh.

“I am so sick of your fuck-ing attitude. It’s time to shut your ass up!” He shouts.

“Wh-?”

Instantly, he’s smothering my lips with his. He kisses me aggressively bringing both my arms above my head in one of his hands, using the other to roam frantically up and down my body. Yanking my skirt up, he cups my middle staring down at me. “Mine!” He declares through gritted teeth daring me to oppose his ownership before attacking my lips once more. His rough fingers grind my clit hard making me dripping wet. I want to push him away but my body won’t let me. I grind my pelvis against his hand as he tries to force the cum from me. He releases my lips forcing me to open my eyes catching his gaze. “Cum for me baby.” He whispers before he drops his head and nibbles on my neck. Oh goodness. He knows what that does to me. Finally he releases my hands as I feel myself ready to explode. As I’m fisting through his hair I hear him unbuckling his pants with his one free hand. “Let it out!” He exclaims letting his pants fall to the floor.

“Fuck!” I shout finally able to release. He wastes no time lifting my tight skirt and sliding my underwear to the side before putting me on his waist. I decide not to fight him right now. I don’t think that would be wise. He enters me quick as I’m still gleaming from my high. He leans my back against the wall grabbing my thighs tight as he thrusts into me.

“This my-fuck-ing-pussy!” He shouts.

Oh he’s pissed…and I love every angry stroke. I open my eyes to his gluttonous chafed glare daring me to go against him. I grind my pelvis against him accepting his bulge following his erratic rhythm. His need to be inside me radiates through my trembling body. We stare into each other as he enters me faster and deeper filling my warmth. I reluctantly admit to myself how much I’ve missed his sweaty body taking control of me, knowing what I need without a word. As his motions become faster he leans his body against mine pinning me against the wall. As his engorged dick pulsates he thrusts once more before releasing inside me. INSIDE ME! Oh goodness. Did he really do that? “Rober-“. He smothers my mouth with his before I could say anything. He must know I’m not pleased about that. I let him have the last word and luxuriate in the acrimony of his desire.

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“Alex!” I jump seeing Berger standing before me bringing me back to the present. “It’s after six!”

“Oh goodness, I’m sorry. I lost track of time Mr. Berger.” I say standing and gathering the Thoms casework.

“No, we might as well stay here now.” He says irked sitting across from me. His intimidation fills the room as my tense limbs become even more apprehensive.

“Okay, where should we start?” He stares at me silent with an unfamiliar, distressing gaze. “Mr. Berger?” He stands suddenly walking over to me, never losing eye contact and settles his butt against my desk. I step back creating some space between us. What is he doing? I don’t like this intimate tension he’s creating.

“I think we should start with how long have you been fucking Thoms?” He says straight faced.

Oh shit! I stare at him nervous as his eyes fondle me. I back away further once he rises from my desk and approaches. The photo under Killer displayed on Thoms’ wall of deception keeps flashing in my mind.

“I can’t believe how much of a slut you are!” He explodes. My eyes widen in shock as fear overwhelms me.

“What the fuck did you call her?!” Berger and I dart our eyes toward the door to see Robert is furious standing in my doorway. Robert charges across my office like a linebacker going for the quarterback, taking Berger’s throat in his hand and slamming him against the wall. Hard. His frenzied disposition takes over, and there’s no calming him down.

“Robert! No!” I screech as I watch him change from the Robert I know to his Hyde Enforcer alter ego.

“Ally! Get out!” He shouts sending chills through me. I can’t move. I stare at Berger as he struggles to be released. I can’t let this happen.

“This is not the plan!” I shout hoping I could reason with his split personality.

His anger catapults toward me making me cower closer to the wall like a adolescent child. “Plan changed!” He exclaims through gritted teeth. The fiercely disturbed look in his eyes tells me that this person is not the Robert I know.

Before I could say another word, one of Thoms’ goons grabs my arm pulling me out, as the other drops a large duffle bag on my desk. The last thing I see is the bag being unzipped careful to reveal Robert’s tools of the trade. Oh shit! This was not part of the plan…or maybe he kept this part from me. That’s when I know. There’s only one way Berger’s leaving this room alive. It’s time for him to remove the veil, exposing his lies, corruption and murder. It’s time for Jason’s real murderer to face the truth.

Late Night Seduction

She enters her unusually dark home closing the door,

expecting her lover’s asleep having no idea what she’s in for.

He appears from no where pushing her against the wall,

“Don’t say a word” he says removing her jacket and letting it fall.

 

She’s stunned at his assailing approach,

but her throbbing warmth is accepting without reproach.

He rips her buttoned blouse open exposing her supple breast,

then smothers her lips with his as he ferociously grabs at her chest.

 

His aggression releases her unknown carnal desire,

her need for his engorged shaft to be inside her is dire.

He raises her short skirt to rip off her lace underwear,

then lets his boxers fall to the floor looking at her with a wanton stare.

 

He lifts her to his waist sticking her hard,

then leans her against the wall putting her legs on his arms.

He pounds her fast as they both speak in tongues of pleasure,

before long they cum together satisfied beyond measure.

 

Letting her weakened legs down to the floor,

he aggressively kisses her once more.

Releasing her lips moving down her neck, she asks “What’s gotten into you?” as he nibbles on her spot,

“I needed to fuck my woman whether you liked it or not.”

 

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Slow Dance

No words spoken

his strong hands roamin’ and grabbin’

my curvy hips  slayin’ and swayin’

music pulsates through us as we’re grindin’ and windin’

 

Just us no one around

sensual thoughts arising with this enticing sound

my throbbing middle I can’t disquise

as we stare through each other’s blazing wanton eyes

 

There’s no intention of us leaving alone

just one thing for me to say, take me home.

-Cam Johns