It’s really nice out here.
The pool is huge, there’s a table full of food, and barrels of ice and beer everywhere. There’s too many people here for me to be comfortable, and when Trink sees us walk in together she rolls her eyes at Poe.
Right.
I’ll steer clear of her.
“Let’s go for a swim, that’ll settle your nerves. Then we can grab food and I’ll introduce you to some of my friends.”
She sounds so goddamn hopeful that I have to take a second to get the hell over myself. She’s my friend. She’s trying to include me in shit.
No one here gives a fuck about me and my job.
So I strip out of my dress and jump into the pool with my friend. We act like idiots, splashing and swimming and just having fucking fun. Poe swims to the edge to grab us beers and we sit on the edge with them and talk about random bullshit. I tell her about the noise my car is making and she tells me about the car she’s rebuilding with her sister’s boyfriend.
Once the sun has gone down and all of the outdoor lights are glowing some of the guys from Poe’s school start trying to talk to us both. I don’t really want to talk to them but Poe does a great job of keeping them at bay, insulting them all and reminding them that this house is owned by the VP of the Unseen.
Not a smart idea to fuck with the girls here.
When she ducks off to the toilet, one of the guys decides to try his luck with me.
Right as Tomi, Rue, and Speck arrive.
All hell breaks loose in the blink of an eye, and I’m marched up the stairs by a fucking enraged Tomi.
Tomi walks me through a bedroom and into a small private bathroom. I don’t get the chance to see anything really, just the tight lines of his jaw as he clenches it at me.
I don’t know why he’s so fucking pissed at me. “I’m sorry I came here. I should’ve just-”
“Shut the fuck up, Angel. Just shut up. Get your ass into the shower and rinse the fuck off.”
I frown at him but he doesn’t move, just stands there in the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest until I give in and strip down. He’s seen me naked… almost, but I still blush over it. I duck my head under the spray of water and rinse off quickly, hesitating over whether or not I should use his soap.
“Hurry up and get clean. We need to talk.”
Great.
He’s got that whole caveman thing going on again. I didn’t even do anything wrong!
I scrub down, trying not to breathe in the scent of his soap, vowing to myself that I’ll take another shower the second I get the chance. The smell of him makes my chest ache in the worst way. I don’t know when or why he’s gotten his claws into my soul but he’s in there so deep I can’t dig him out, no matter how hard I try.
I rush through the rest of the shower, worried about what the fuck he’s going to do once I’m clean. Throw me out in the street naked, probably. That would be fucking shameful but at least I could make it over to Poe’s house and beg her for something.
She’d also probably come over here and stab Tomi for me.
That makes me feel a little better.
I shut the water off and pull the curtain back, holding it over my body. “Can you pass me the towel, please?”
He just stares me down like he’s playing with me, baiting me into breaking the fuck down.
Fine.
Like I care that he’s going to get a look at my tits and the brand spanking new wax job I did last night. It’s not like he hasn’t seen it all before.
I step out and reach for the towel, my skin burning where his eyes drag over every inch of me. I hear him curse under his breath but I don’t give him any more of my attention. I’m not playing into his games… well, not any more than he’s forcing me right now.
His breathing is still fucked up, his chest heaving as he takes in every inch of my skin that’s on show. I don’t… hate the feeling. I’m not trying to get away from his touch so I guess that’s a win.
“Drop the towel.”
I swallow but my hands move at his command. My body is still wet, the droplets covering every inch of me making my skin prickle with cold.
“Get on your knees.”
Oh God, I can’t live this down again. I can’t suck him off again and go through the aftermath.
“Do it right and I’ll eat your pussy so good you’ll come harder than you ever have before.”
I swallow.
I’ve never come, not once in my life.
I can’t stand touching myself, not even now that he’s been having this effect on my body. But… fuck, I’m already here. I’m already naked in his bathroom with the whole party out there being disbanded thanks to his temper over me being here.
The damage is already done.
I sink down to my knees on the bath mat, my hands already moving behind my back.
“No, you do it. Unzip my jeans, remind me of what that mouth of yours can do.”
I stare up at him but he isn’t smirking or showing any emotions at all. He just stares down at me through his hooded gaze until I reach forward and do as he says. His cock is already straining behind the zipper, as hard as stone and leaking a little when I finally get my palm wrapped around the girth.
It feels even bigger in my hand, the blood red color of my nails stark against the soft skin and veins. I lick my lips before I suck him down, and he takes a fistful of my hair, shoving his hips forward to slam his cock all the way down until I'm forcing my gag reflex down and swallowing to take him further into my throat.
"This fucking mouth. I could fuck it all goddamn day, fill your belly with my cum and just keep going until you're fucking stained with me. Fucking ruined."
I start to suck him with everything I've got, angry and ready to make him come just to get a little power back. He talks about me like I'm something dirty and to be used.
Maybe I want to use him a bit too.
He grunts and tightens the fist in my hair, tugging and pulling me over and over again as he rocks his hips and pumps into my mouth with all that he’s got. I can’t help but look up at him, to watch him lose himself in the wet heat of my mouth.
I choke a little when he shoots down my throat, the taste not something I'm used to, and this time when he drags me to my feet he doesn't give me the chance to flinch away.
He kisses me.
He hauls my naked body up against his and takes over my mouth, biting my bottom lip and tugging it with his own until I open my mouth to his and he can taste himself on my tongue.
I can count on one hand the amount of times I've been kissed.
It was never like this.
His hands run down my sides until they reach my ass, cupping it to haul me up and into his arms, my legs curling around him on instinct. My bare pussy rubs against his shirt and I can smell my own arousal, clean and sweet, between our bodies.
"Did you flirt with any of those boys out there?" he growls against my lips and I answer without thinking.
"No, I'm not interested in anyone."
His eyes narrow and his palm cracks down on my ass, the sting of it jolting me and forcing me to rub against his chest. "You wanna rethink that? You're dripping down my shirt, I'd say you're more than fucking interested."
I'm too far gone to blush or get embarrassed, I just nod my head and when he crushes his lips to mine again I kiss him right back.