Chapter 28
“You’re a real stubborn pain in my ass, you know that?” Joey sighed as he watched Layne shove another box into the corner of O’Reilly Manor’s master bedroom.
She smoothed back a piece of hair from her face. “There’s more space here than your place. No one is forcing you to move in here with me.” Layne stated it matter-of-factly.
Joey wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her against him with a smirk. “Did you think that I was going to let you out of my sight?”
Layne pushed herself up onto her tiptoes to lightly kiss him. “No, and that’s why I knew I’d get away with doing things my way.” She smirked right back at him. Her hand patted his solid chest before she slid out of his arms.
Thankfully, she had some extra belongings in her old bedroom there in the house she grew up in. She had never moved them into the now-condemned property that had been her home for the last several years. Not to mention, between Joey and Rebecca, they both made sure that she had everything else she needed.
His eyes watched as Layne moved about the room adjusting things to the way she wanted. Her ponytail swayed back and forth with each step. The way her hips moved just begged for his hands to grab them. When she bent over to grab another box off the floor, his cock stiffened at the sight of her magnificent ass that needed his hand leaving red marks on it.
Joey was two steps away from acting on his desires when his phone began to ring in his pocket. He grumbled quietly as he answered it. “Yeah?”
After lifting the box off the ground, Layne turned at the sound of Joey speaking to see him taking a call. She prayed it was the call they had been waiting on. The call that would reveal all of Eric’s secrets and the green light for Joey to proceed with the hit.
Her eyes watched every shift in his movements as he listened to the person on the other end of the phone. One hand came up to rub over his forehead, the tattoos on his fingers flexing with each movement.
“What do you mean there’s been a small issue?” The tension in Joey’s voice indicated that whatever he was hearing on the other end of the line wasn’t what he had hoped to hear. “I’m not going to wait for-fucking-ever. Figure it out or else I’m making my move whether the client wants me to or not.”
The call ended and Joey forced his phone back into his pocket as he finally looked over at Layne with conflict and frustration in his eyes. “There were some issues with the integrity of the data. They’re rerunning a few things, but the client is now getting gun-shy.”
She put the box back down on the floor and walked over to him with a frown. This wasn’t the news either of them wanted to hear about Eric. “Look, Eric’s not going anywhere right now. He’s in too deep, especially trying to sort through all of my business contacts he took over. I doubt he’s going to take that big of a financial hit just to up and take off.”
Layne rubbed her hands along his sides, hoping to ease his stress some.
He shook his head. “I’m sure by now he knows there were no casualties in the fire thanks to the damn paper. Eric isn’t going to just shrug this off and forget that you still exist and he isn’t getting a hefty life insurance payout.”
“I know, but I’ve got you here with me. Do you think Eric is good enough to take both of us on? I’d like to see what army he would have to send.” She tried to put Joey’s concerns to rest that waiting just a little longer wouldn’t be the end of the world.
Seeing that Joey still wasn’t feeling at ease, she grabbed his hand and tugged. “C’mon, I have something to show you that should make you feel a little bit better.”
Joey’s brow lifted curiously but didn’t hesitate in allowing Layne to lead him out of the master bedroom. They both walked down the hall until Layne led him downstairs. Eventually, she stopped at a closed door with a giddy smile on her face. “Are you ready?”
She swung open the door and the motion triggered the lights to pop on revealing what was in the room. The lights illuminated the room to unveil several black leather movie theater seats across from a large screen in an entertainment room designed for residential use. Fiber optic star ceiling tiles lined the ceiling and theater-style wall sconces added to the atmosphere.
Layne pulled him inside with her so he could see the entirety of all the room had to offer. “This has always been my favorite room in the house. There are reclining seats, a professional-grade sound system, a snack station, and you can watch just about anything in here.”
She wasn’t exaggerating either. The room even contained a smaller version of a popcorn machine that you could find at the actual movie theaters.
He had never had the chance to fully explore O’Reilly Manor while Layne’s dad was still alive, but he was pleasantly surprised to see that this room existed. Ever the typical guy, Joey imagined all the sports games he could watch in here.
Layne stopped and turned to him. “Oh, and my favorite part about this room?” Her eyes twinkled in mischievous delight as she was about to share some big secret. She leaned in and whispered to him. “It’s fully soundproof. You can make me scream as loud as you want in here.”
She grinned while pressing her teeth into her bottom lip as her eyes looked up into his while all the dirty thoughts in her mind ran rampant.
Joey immediately forgot about the disappointing phone call as Layne shared that little fact with him. His hand took her by the back of her neck while his other hand dropped down to grab a handful of her ass. His gravelly voice dropped into a possessive growl. “I’m going to need to test that out.”
Excitement tugged somewhere deep inside of her between her thighs as she recognized the feral look in his eyes that he gave when he had her in his sights. He released her ass and began walking her back until she was against the black wall. Leaning forward, he rested his forearm against the wall as his mouth barely drifted over the side of her neck. “But first you’re going to do something for me.”
Playfully, she bantered back. “Oh, am I?”
“Mmhmm. You’re going to be a good girl for me.” His hand wrapped around her throat applying momentary pressure before releasing and running his hand down the center of her body. His fingers stopped at the top of the leggings she had on.
“That is unless you don’t want to feel me here.” His hand slid down a little further over her pants and pressed his fingers against the apex of her legs. With his fingers finding her weak spot, she quietly gasped out at the aching need flaring up.
“Or maybe, even here.” His hand slid further back between her legs until his fingers pushed against the hole of her ass. “The way you’ve been shaking your fuckin’ ass at me all damn day makes me think it needs to be taken.”
Layne’s body squirmed under his touch as her need for him escalated. Very quickly, she realized she would agree to do anything this man wanted her to do if he would just take her as he pleased. Her hips pressed against his touch as her hands pulled on his tee. “Joey, I need you to stop teasing me.”
Slowly, he dragged his fingers back along her crease until his hand moved away from her entirely. “Uh-uh. You’re not the one calling the shots right now.”
She groaned as a sense of electricity in her body was lost the second he severed contact with her body.
“Strip.” That was all he commanded of her before stepping back to give her enough space to comply.
The urge to just rip all of her clothes off in record time was overwhelming, but she knew that Joey couldn’t resist a good show. While her shoes were the first to come off, she took her time with everything else. Her fingers lifted the bottom of her shirt and peeled it up away from her body exposing one inch of flesh at a time.
After the black and gold lace bra underneath was revealed, she pulled the shirt up over her head and dropped it to the floor. She trailed her fingers down over her body before turning her back to him. Layne’s hands reached back to find the hook of her bra, unclasping it with one smooth movement. She looked back at him over her shoulder to see that he had taken a seat in one of the theater-style chairs.
Her eyes met his as she smiled seductively. Her fingers slowly dragged the straps of her bra down over each shoulder. The bra joined her shirt on the floor. Keeping her back to him she hooked her thumbs on the waist of her leggings and shimmied her hips a little extra for his viewing pleasure.
It must have been just the right move because she heard him groan in delight as he sat there behind her, his hand resting on the bulge pushing against the fly of his jeans.
Layne tugged the stretchy material down over the swell of her ass, bending over as she did so. It became quickly clear she was still being his good girl and abiding by his no underwear rule.
“Fuck, Layney…” His voice sounded out of breath.
She remained bent over for a few extra seconds so he could get a good look at her body before she stepped out of her pants. Layne straightened back up and walked over to him, inviting herself to straddle his lap on her knees.
“Was that what you wanted from me?” Her hands ran over the tops of his broad shoulders and up his neck until her fingers got lost in his hair. Her exposed tits and their stiff peaks were right in front of his face.
He rubbed his hands over the bare skin of her legs up over her hips before they grabbed her at her waist. “I want everything from you. You’re too goddamn perfect not to indulge in everything your body has to offer.” Joey latched his mouth onto her nipple, sucking hungrily on it. His tongue circled the stiffness while tasting her.
Her hands tightened their grasp on his dirty blonde locks of hair as she held his head up against her. She moaned out as his teeth nipped and prompted a pleasurable pain while the harsh scruff around his mouth brushed against her skin’s softness.
Joey moved his mouth over to her other breast, being sure to give it an equal amount of attention. This time, however, he moved a hand between her legs and plunged two fingers deep inside of her.
Her body’s dripping arousal made for easy entry and smooth movements as he began pumping his digits into her. She tilted her head back as a moan was drawn out of her. Her chest rose and fell with each sensation he thrust onto her body.
He took his mouth off of her to admire the sight of how her face moved as she felt the pleasure he was giving her. “Such a good girl getting all nice and wet for me, Layney. I bet your pussy is begging for me to give it a nice hard fuck, isn’t it?” He circled his thumb over her clit causing her hips to buck against his touch as she cried out.
She could barely put coherent thoughts together while his fingers continued to dive deeper into her. “Yes! Yes! I need you.”
He pulled his fingers from her with a smile. His hand grabbed her jaw and pulled her face down to his so he could get a taste of her mouth. Overwhelmed with desire, it felt like he had consumed her soul with the kiss.
When he breathlessly broke the seal of their lips, he nodded behind her. “Go get on your hands and knees for me. I want to admire your sweet ass while you take all of my cock.”
Layne complied, getting herself down on the floor as he asked like a lioness in heat. She heard the sound of his clothes hitting the floor and soon the strength of his hands pulled on her hips to yank her back so she could feel his dick against her opening while he kneeled behind her.
Her body ached to feel him inside of her, prompting her to push back against him to get what she wanted. “Make me scream for you. Please.”
“Oh, that’s not going to be a problem.” He smirked as he sank the hard thickness of his length into her. Once he was fully inside her, with her cheeks up against him, he groaned at the depths of her tightness that wrapped around him.
She yelled out in relief as he finally gave her what her body was craving from him. Joey drew back and rolled his hips back in again as he moved in and out of her pussy. Each stroke of him deep inside of her brought her closer to release.
Joey slammed himself harder into her as he felt her body tensing up in anticipation of her climax. “That’s it, Layney, I want you to tell me who this tight cunt belongs to when you come.”
With her hands holding herself up on the floor, she felt the shaking in her limbs as he continued to ram into her. She clawed at the carpet underneath her and her body felt an explosion deep in her core as she screamed out. Her cries were drawn out as she clenched down onto him. “You do, Joey! You do! God! Yes!”
He growled as he felt the wet warmth of her cover his cock. “That’s right. And that’s not the only thing I’m going to own.”
Joey pulled out of her, his fingers briefly diving back inside of her body prompting another squeal from Layne. He ran the slickness of his fingers between her ass, working one inside the tight hole. His finger pushed and stretched her using her own cum to make the entry easier.
Her heavy pants from her orgasm were slowing and now a new sensation was pressing inside of her. Before she could give it more thought, Joey’s cock filled her soaked pussy once more making sure he was well-coated by her body’s wetness.
His finger was removed from her ass before he pulled his dick from her. Then, he lined himself up with the hole he hadn’t yet taken.
She glanced back at him breathlessly as she felt the rounded head of his cock line up again this time at a much tighter entrance. “Joey, you’re not going to be able to fit.”
He devilishly smirked at her. “Oh, don’t worry, I will fit just fine. Now be a good girl and let me finally fuck this ass.”
She swallowed down a little bit of her apprehension before letting her trust in him take over. Layne nodded to give him the go-ahead.
With her body’s natural lube still covering his cock he began to inch himself into her. Joey moaned out at the immediate tightness enveloping him, being sure to refrain from going too quickly to start.
Layne gasped lightly at the initial discomfort as her body had to stretch to accommodate him. The full sensation of him pushing into her backdoor for the first time had her hands trying to grasp at the carpet. With each push forward that he made into her, he allowed her to adjust before continuing.
“That’s it, Layney. You’re doing so well taking each inch of my cock in your sweet ass.” He groaned as he pushed into her further nearly to the hilt. “Mm, you feel so fucking good and so goddamn tight.” His voice was strained from the way her body had to stretch around him.
After the full length of his member was seated inside of her, he sighed at the sensation. Layne moaned at the fullness he was providing her, finding it brought on a whole new and different level of pleasure.
“Joey, God, you feel even bigger when you’re in my ass.” She pushed her hips back against him, letting herself find enjoyment in having him take her body this way.
He pulled himself back until just the tip of his cock remained inside of her and pushed back into her this time with one smooth movement. A feral moan escaped past her lips as she felt him fill her back up. Her hand reached down between her legs and her fingers rubbed over her throbbing clit that was aching for attention.
Joey’s hands tightly locked onto her hips as he began with slow thrusts before picking up the pace. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. He grunted each time he shoved his dick into her, and she groaned at the way her body felt perfectly designed for him.
Layne’s fingers worked over her small bundle of nerves, quickly working up to another orgasm as he fucked her ass as though he owned it, and own it he did. Her body came to the familiar ledge of glorious release. Panting hard, she opened her mouth to tell him she was going to come and instead all that came out with another scream of ecstasy.
As Layne’s climax tore through her, Joey whimpered while clinging to the last bit of control he had. “Fuck!” Following her over the same cliff of satisfaction, he cursed as he fully shoved himself deep inside her tight hole and his seed shot forth violently inside of her ass.
Moments later, they were both a hot mess on the floor, Joey still buried inside her while his chest was pressed up against her back. His mouth kissed the crook of her neck while his warm breaths melted against her skin. His hand caressed over the side of her body lovingly.
Layne lay there with him feeling a sense of satisfaction that had gone beyond anything she knew possible. She knew that he was her everything, and yet she still couldn’t bring herself past the other edge of fear to say those three words to him.