Exile

Chapter 10

CASPIAN

It took all the strength I had in me not to strip her and take her to the backseat and fuck her senseless.

If I did that, I’d be a sick son of a bitch.

Fuck, I already was one for making her dry hump me.

But I’d also be a fucking liar if I said I didn’t enjoy this. She was into it too, and as long as this was consensual, I gave no fucks about morals.

Other people did worse.

Abused.

Killed.

And I did none of those things. Never had, never would.

So, fuck it.

I wanted her; she wanted me.

She was on her knees between my legs in the tiny space before me, with her back to the passenger side dash after I told her to clean up my cum. She didn’t hesitate and moved down to do exactly what I asked of her.

No pushing back.

No arguing.

She was being a damn good girl.

I adjusted in my seat, widening my legs and pushing the fabric of my shorts further down. My dick was still hard, and it kept throbbing just from having her eyes on it. She rested her hands on my thighs as she looked up through her dark lashes. The tip of her tongue brushed along her bottom lip, and the tiniest grin tugged at the corners of her mouth when she dropped her gaze again.

I reached out my hands to run my fingers through her hair, pulling it back to hold it together at the back of her head with my right hand. “I don’t want that mouth around my cock. We’ll do that when we get home,”

I promised her. “Clean up my cum.”

She gave a small nod, then she lowered her head, with her tongue sticking out, as she licked across my abdomen. I sucked in a breath and covered my cock with my left hand, pulling it aside so she had better access to my stomach.

I watched as she licked every drop off my skin, with her hands holding on tight to my thighs and her body moving sensually between my legs, just like her tongue.

“That’s it, baby. Clean it all up. You like that, don’t you?”

I tightened my grip on her hair and pulled her back to make her look at me. “So fucking naughty. How long have you been wanting me to fuck you, hm? Was that your plan all along?”

I knew it wasn’t, but I wanted to taunt her. She needed to know who I was. What I was like. Especially with women. I’ve experienced many different sexual encounters throughout my life, and I have always been a man who wielded power while fucking. I was preparing her for everything we would do after this.

I wasn’t easy, and no woman could ever handle me for more than one night. But in the most twisted and fucked up way, I knew Darwynn could.

“No, it wasn’t.”

She shook her head and searched my face. “I swear, this was never my plan.”

“Yet, you’re doing as you’re told, using that tongue to taste my cum.”

Teasing. Taunting. I liked the reaction I got out of her.

“Because you asked me to, and I do like you. Even if…”

She trailed off, her brows furrowing hard.

“Even if I’m your grandfather?”

She nodded slowly. “Yes.”

“Does that turn you on, Darwynn?”

Her lips parted. “Yes,”

she choked, biting her lower lip. “Very.”

I tightened my grip even more and pulled her face closer until it was right in front of my cock. I moved my left hand to its base, lifting the tip to touch her lips. “But you know nobody can ever find out about this, right? I’m already the most hated man in the industry. Don’t want to be hated even more.”

She closed her eyes as I continued to rub my tip against her mouth, watching as her lips slowly swelled.

“This will be our secret.”

She looked up at me again and nodded. “Yes.”

“Promise me, Darwynn. You won’t say a word to anyone.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

Her response was genuine, and the hint of fear in her eyes told me I was crossing a line.

I let go of my cock and pulled her up to straddle my lap again. With my length nestled between us again, I pressed her body against mine with one hand on her lower back and the other cupping her jaw. “You know I don’t mean to scare you. But this is serious. Whatever’s gotten into us—whatever’s happening between us—we need to keep it to ourselves.”

She nodded again, her eyes filled with emotions. Good ones, at least. “I know,”

she whispered before adding, “But I’m not worried. I know we can keep this a secret.”

My jaw clenched right before I put my lips on hers. I kissed her hard. My tongue swirled around hers, sucking it into my mouth. I couldn’t get enough of her, and the need to taste her was matched only by my need to breathe.

Fuck, I needed her.

I broke the kiss and rested my forehead against her, with my eyes closed and my hands holding her closer. “We’re going home, and once we’re there, I want you in my bedroom.”

“Okay.”

There was no hesitation in her eyes.

DARWYNN

The drive back to Hilton Beach seemed shorter.

My heart hadn’t stopped beating like crazy since we first got to the festival, and I feared that if it didn’t slow down, it would explode right there in my chest.

The way Caspian made me feel was hard to describe. It was a good feeling, that’s for sure, but I definitely would have to get used to it if it became permanent. This whole thing made me nervous, too, because it wasn’t exactly morally right. Nobody would accept this—no matter what it was, Caspian and I were feeling for each other.

After he parked the truck in his small driveway, we both got out and headed to the front door. He placed one hand on my lower back, his fingertips grazing my ass, and with the other, he unlocked the door.

He gently led me inside, and I kept walking as he shut the door behind us. I didn’t know where his bedroom was, but according to what he said earlier, that’s where he wanted to take me.

“This way.”

His hand touched my hip as he guided me to the door furthest down the hall, and once we were in his bedroom, he turned me around to face him.

His eyes studied my face closely as he brushed strands of my hair behind my ears. My lips parted, and my breathing became unsteady again, but I managed to stay calm.

He lowered his head, tilting it to the side as he took my mouth, kissing me deeply but slowly this time. He wasn’t in a rush, and I savored every second of it.

I placed my hands on his hard chest and leaned more into him, tilting my head back further so he could deepen the kiss even more, and I swirled my tongue around his, tasting every inch of his mouth.

A moan escaped me as he wrapped his fingers around my throat, squeezing gently while his other hand cupped the back of my head. I loved how much control he had over me and how he showed me exactly what he wanted without speaking. Although, I loved his dirty words and how they made my body tingle most blissfully.

He pressed two smaller kisses to my lips before moving away slightly, and I looked into his eyes with a smile, admiring him and how he made me feel.

God, he treated me so well, and while I had no clue what this thing between us would become, I started to become hopeful that it could be something that would last.

“Are you still sure about this?”

he asked, his eyes searching mine. “If you have doubts, we better stop this now.”

“Do you have doubts?”

I countered.

He let out a heavy laugh. “As twisted as this is…no, I don’t.”

“Me neither.”

I smiled at him and lifted my right hand to touch the side of his neck. My fingertips brushed over his beard. “I want this.”

“Do I have to go easy on you?”

His question came as a surprise.

“I…”

Yes? No?

Shit… “I don’t know.”

One of his eyes twitched, and the grip on my throat eased. “You’re not a virgin.”

It wasn’t a question. More of a hopeful statement.

“No, I’m not.”

“Good. Then I only need to know if I have to go easy on you. Because, baby, I’m not about to hurt you by being too rough.”

Oh…

I swallowed hard and smiled again. “You can be rough with me.”

“Hm.”

He grunted, then took a step back to glance down my body before he muttered, “Thank fuck.”

I held my breath as he reached for my pants and unbuttoned it, pulling down the zipper and then hooking his fingers into the waistband. I let him take off my jeans, and once they hit the floor, I stepped out of them. He was down on one knee, and he looked up at me as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties this time.

I sucked in a deep breath once they were off. His fingers trailed up the sides of my legs, and his eyes took in my pussy. I was exposed to him like he was to me earlier in the car. But unlike him, I didn’t feel as confident as he did.

I hadn’t shaved, and I couldn’t tell by the look on his face if he liked that or not. Not that I would shave just to please a man…ah, who was I kidding? For Caspian, I would.

“Beautiful,”

he said quietly, moving me closer by grabbing the back of my thighs. I stepped toward him until I felt his breath on my skin, and I steadied myself on his shoulders, knowing exactly what was happening next.

He glanced up one last time before he leaned forward and put his mouth on my pussy. His lips moved like it would when he kissed me, and his tongue flicked against my clit skillfully.

I moaned and dug my nails into his shoulders, crying out when he moved two fingers through my slit, teasing my entrance. He made me feel incredible, and as much as I wanted him to make me come, I feared that it would be too much for me to handle.

My knees were weak all of a sudden, and they threatened to give in.

“Caz,”

I breathed, my legs shaking. “I can’t…”

“Yes, you can. Focus. Hold on to me. Let me play with this pussy and make you come.”

Okay.

Yes.

Please.

I shut my mouth by pressing my lips together tightly, and I threw my head back as he continued to flick his tongue against my clit. My moans filled the room, followed by his pleased grunts.

His fingers circled my entrance, and to give him better access, I parted my legs slightly. I needed his fingers inside of me.

“Please,”

I begged, moving one hand to his hair and gripping it tightly. “Caz…”

He didn’t make me wait. Two fingers slipped inside of me, and my pussy clenched around them, showing him exactly how good he made me feel.

“Oh, yes,”

I moaned, looking back down to watch him. I liked the sight of him on one knee before me, with his face pressed between my thighs and his mouth on my pussy.

I wanted him to stay there forever.