Chapter 14 #3
Dammit, she really knew how to tug at my heartstrings and while also making me laugh all at the same time.
“I…” I honestly didn’t have anything to say.
I knew she was right. But again, I didn’t want her to sense that I’d been stressed to hell, worried about what was happening here in Harley and the girls who had disappeared, or thinking that I was in any danger.
She’d send Mr. Bryant my way to collect me, and I refused to abandon my boys now.
“I miss you,” I told her, finally, unable to think of anything else to say.
So I just ended up telling her the truth.
I heard her grow quiet on the other end, and I could just picture her twisting one of her honey brown curls around her long slender finger, wanting to be mad with me still so she could continue to vent, but it was rare that I expressed myself like this.
“Damn you, Casey,” she muttered at last, and I knew her brief moment of rage had finally fizzled out.
“I miss you, too, you moody bitch.” She sighed a little, and I could hear the rustling of blankets.
I was relieved to hear that she was crawling back into bed, and sniggered a little when I remembered how she used to call me a Moody Millie when we first met because I had been so suspicious of her all the time.
“Well, I miss you more-” I was cut off suddenly when a large shadow blocked out the sun. Nervously, I peered up to see Lee standing over me, bags in hand, but the look on his face had me actually shaking where I stood. “Uh, Ny, I’ll call you later, okay?”
“Well, wait! We just started-”
“I know but I’m at school and I’m late for next period,” I lied quickly.
“Aw shit, yeah, I’m sorry. I was bored and didn’t think about it being a school day…” As she went on, coughing a little more, I hadn’t taken my gaze off of Lee, who kept standing over me like an angry bear. His size was actually scaring me now more than it ever had before.
“Okay, love you, girl. I’ll call soon,” I said quickly.
“Bye, love you!”
I hung up, shoved my phone back into my pocket, and stood there, twisting my fingers together, unsure of what to say.
I mean, I was sure that my lying to him was what had him so livid with me, yet now I’m wondering if my leaving the store for just a minute without him knowing was a major no-no, too.
I mean, Lee was just inside. And I needed to call my friend, which meant I needed privacy.
“Lee, I-”
“Don’t, Casey.” The way he said those two words had me involuntarily stepping back in surprise. I didn’t think I’d ever seen Lee look at me this way, and I wasn’t sure I liked it.
“I just needed to tell my friend-”
“I don’t want to hear excuses. We’re going home.
Now! ” He thrusted one of the bags at me, still carrying the other four, and nodded at me to come along.
We walked in uncomfortable silence the entire way back to the townhouse.
When we got there, I raced up the steps, tossing the bags onto the coffee table, and then raced for it up the stairs, fully intending to lock myself in the washroom until he’d cooled down.
But when I was only two steps up, his hand reached from the space in between and grabbed my ankle.
I fell forward, catching myself on the carpeted stairs as he came storming up.
The moment he’d released my ankle, however, I had frantically started climbing the steps like a dog, on all fours, in an attempt to move faster.
I hadn’t done that since I was a kid, but I didn’t care how it made me look.
With a very pissed-off, muscled, giant Lee who was tearing after me, I’d do whatever I could to keep him away.
I made it to the top of the stairs and booked it down the hall to the washroom, just reaching the door when two massive hands grabbed the small of my waist, and I found myself lifted into the air.
“Lee!” I shouted, kicking my legs. “Put me down now!”
But he ignored me. Instead, he carried me into his room, kicking the door shut behind himself, and I could feel a sense of panic overwhelming me.
Being locked in a room with an angry Lee?
No thank you! I was flailing now, throwing my head back in an attempt to reverse headbutt him, but he held me out far enough that I was nowhere close to reaching him.
His room was dark, and the blackout curtains were drawn over his large window with his bed sitting right beneath it.
His room was meticulously clean, his orange comforter over the navy sheets were made up and straight, while his shelves held piles of vintage records all arranged nicely in a row, and then his collection of brass knuckles shiny and lined up like trophies, ranged in colours from gunmetal, black, silver, to gold and brass.
He had a desk stacked neatly with papers and notebooks for school, while his dresser had his record player sitting in the prime display spot in the middle.
Suddenly Lee had angled me towards his bed, and I knew what he was about to do.
“Don’t-” I started to say when he threw me, much like Vail had last night.
I bounced and fell on my stomach, but I tried to crawl to the end of the bed to make a break for it.
Lee simply slid an arm beneath my stomach and lifted my rear up, pulling me back towards him as he sat on the edge of the mattress, and arranged me so my stomach was lying across his thighs.
Oh, hell no! I thought, and I grabbed handfuls of his blankets to try to pull away, my legs flailing.
“You fucking ran off, Casey,” Lee rumbled, his voice reminding me of thunder like he was Thor himself, and I fought harder.
He grunted when I managed to kick his shin, and he brought a leg up over both of mine, securing them so they were flat behind me.
“You knew you weren’t supposed to leave the store.
And you lied. What did Vail say I could do if you went against orders? ”
“You never gave me the order!” I protested, reaching back to try to scratch him.
“I shouldn’t have to tell you what should be common sense.” He seized my wrists and bent them so they were angled up high on my back, pressing them down with one hand and making me completely immobile. “You need to behave and fall in.”
“I am, I am!” I insisted, still trying to squirm free, but I felt like I had literally been caught in a vice. “I swear, I am. I just needed to call my friend back. Her dad is a cop! I couldn’t risk them coming here!”
“You lied, Casey.” Lee’s free hand glided down my back, caressing the curve of my hip before he slid it beneath me.
My eyes widened in alarm when I felt him flick the button of my jeans open, before sliding the zipper down.
I squealed and struggled more, but with one hard tug, he pulled my pants down to just above my knees, where his thick, muscled thigh was restraining my legs.
He then cupped one of my ass cheeks from over my panties, and I stiffened over his legs, sensing what he was about to do, and I was not having it.
“You better fucking not,” I warned him. “I’ve never been spanked in my life, and I have no intention of-”
Smack!
I gasped as his hand suddenly swung down, slapping me right across my right cheek. I tried to get up, but the strain from the angle of my arms kept me flat. “Lee!” I screeched.
Smack!
I attempted to kick again, but he was relentless as he brought his huge hand down again, striking the other cheek.
“You could have been taken, Casey. Someone could have seen you there alone and taken you. We can’t have anarchy or someone choosing to go rogue at the last minute. That could hurt the rest of us. So you need to fall in fucking line,” He told me, his voice sounding like a deep purr.
“You son of a-”
Smack!
I squealed again, the sting from the slap like a shock to my body. “Fuuuuuu yewwwwww!” I screamed into the blanket as the asshole just chuckled like he was enjoying it.
Smack!
Okay, that one hurt. I grunted, squeezing my eyes shut as he brought his palm down again, changing sides, moving his hand around to my upper thighs, then back up the curve of my bottom again.
I’m embarrassed as hell to be having Lee do this to me, and angry tears were welling out the corner of my eyes.
I was determined to fucking get him after this.
But just as I started plotting payback, he stopped.
His hand was brushing over the area so lightly instead.
It had been like a feather skimming across my skin.
He blew on it, causing me to shiver. What is he doing now?
I was so confused by the sudden change, the gentleness.
Just as I thought he was done, he gave me another hard slap, only this time his fingers smacked closer to my actual pussy.
Okay… whoa! What the hell was that? I stilled beneath him from that one, the feel of him hitting that area had sent a small jolt through my system.
“You were a bad girl today, Casey,” Lee murmured, now caressing my ass again before giving it a lighter, minor spank before he reached between my legs and cupped me there!
“Lee!” I gasped, shaking a little as his fingers stroked along my folds, flicking up to my clit, and down again.
Smack!
Okay, for some reason, that one felt different. A familiar feeling was returning, one I normally got when I’d fucked around with Patrick at parties. I was getting fucking turned on by this! Holy shit…
His hand came back to stroke along my lips, only this time, his thumb pressed down on my clit and began to circle it, slowly, the pressure changing every so often.
I could feel my cheeks flush, and I bit my lip, holding back a moan at the feeling that was starting to stir in me.
It had been a little over two months since I last had sex, and with Lee playing with me like this, well…
let’s just say my girly bits were hungry as fuck.