52. Reign
CHAPTER 52
Reign
“ O h, Reign,” she sighed from the passenger seat next to me. “Stop scowling like that. You’ll ruin your perfect features.” Anna was teasing, I knew that, but I couldn’t understand what we were doing or why.
My knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. My teeth nearly cracked under my jaw’s pressure as it clenched. I refused to lash out at my sweet little vixen even though this was the stupidest fucking thing she ever had me do.
“Even your creases have creases.” She baited me. I’d said nothing the entire car ride. In the days that passed, so much shit had hit the fan, even I was getting whiplash.
And I was fucking insane.
The university made an official announcement that there was a missing student. Lane Tomlison was the new face on the milk carton. Flyers were posted all over, offering rewards and pleas from the parents for the return of their beloved son. Those flyers sang his praises like he wasn’t a fucking piece of shit.
He was right where he belonged.
My blood boiled through my veins as anger with nowhere to spew from coursed through me, thinking back to when he disrespected what was mine so publicly.
There were also several other missing students. Ones I had no clue about, leading the university to crack down on safety measures, worried there was a campus serial killer on the loose.
Just who the hell else was picking people off? Furthermore, why?
Anna sighed as her fingers traced circles into my jean clad thigh as I drove. “I know you’re mad at me for responding to the texts.” I stole a glance at her and returned my focus to the road that narrowed in front of us. We were headed to the middle of fucking nowhere. “But,” her voice lowered, “I need closure. You may not understand…” Out of my peripherals I saw her nose crinkle in thought. “I need it, Reign.”
A riot of emotions poured over me at her words. On one hand, she was the love of my life, but on the other, this was so profoundly idiotic. I questioned what kind of closure she could need to play pretend with the fucking monster who groomed her to be his child bride. His own daughter.
Disgusting.
“Mad doesn’t begin to cover it,” steel laced my voice and she flinched at my tone. “You let him think you were coming home to him.” The messages she sent back to him solidified our inkling that it was her father. He implied he was already in Chicago, but we caught him in that lie when Anna stupidly offered to visit him. Leaving out the fact that I'd be joining her.
“Reign,” her voice soft as light rain pelted the windshield. The sign welcoming us to Indiana was just up ahead. It wasn’t the longest drive, it could be done in a day but I wouldn’t expose her to such an exhausting car ride. Once we reached Ohio, we’d be settling in a motel for the night. “I’m sorry.” Her voice had an edge to it that wasn’t there moments before. “Let me make it up to you. ”
A guileful smile spread across her lips. The click of her seatbelt ruffled the still silence as the slide of the material retracting echoed around me. Her warm hand palmed the crotch of my jeans, stroking right where my cock was waking to attention.
“Anna,” I ground out the words. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Just showing my man how much I appreciate him.” Deft fingers loosened the buttons, the zipper slipping down on its own accord. Warmth wrapped around my hard dick as her fingers slid between the flap of my boxers.
Wiley little vixen.
My eyes wanted to roll back at her touch. “Goddammit, sweet girl,” I snarled. She didn’t even have her seatbelt on. My gaze flicked to the world around us. An empty two-lane highway was the only thing that stared back. “You could get hurt if we get hit.”
My cock was out. Precum leaked like a broken faucet from the tip as her tanned skin wrapped around the pale shaft. Stroking it in a firm grip that pulled a hiss from my lips.
“No one’s around,” the octave of her voice was low, sensual. “It’s just us.” My skin felt itchy and hot. The seatbelt dug into the side of my neck as she leaned over the center console.
The first flick of her tongue sent spots swimming in front of my vision. The steering wheel made a tight, leathery sound as my fist gripped it impossibly hard. Her hot mouth encased the head of my dick as she licked it clean. My eyes rolled in my head, and it was everything I could do to keep the car between the fading lines.
Her mouth took me deeper until the grip of her throat strangled my cock. She made a sound that vibrated all the way to my balls that ached with need. Her tongue licked along the thick vein that throbbed on the underside of my shaft. Anna’s cheeks hollowed as she pulled herself up to the tip before sinking back down.
“Fuck,” the word effervesced off my lips as the headrest cradled me while Anna sent me to fucking paradise with her tongue. “I love how sweet you are,” I groaned. Her teeth scraped the head of my cock just the way I liked. A tiny moan escaped her stuffed mouth. Her breath brushed across my pelvis, and I was about to lose control. “And how fucking filthy I’ve made you.”
Her head poked up, and she smiled with swollen lips. “My pussy is wet.” The words dripped from her, making me love her even more. “I can’t wait to have you.”
My restraint snapped.
Whipping the car to the side of the road, I threw the Italian vehicle in park. My hand tore at her throat as I brought her face to mine, crashing my lips down on hers. Blood, teeth, and tears tangoed on my tongue as it ravaged her.
“You don’t have to wait any longer.”
I laid the seat back, allowing space for my larger body to drag her to the backseat of the SUV. Anna settled her thighs on either side of mine. Her mesmerizing eyes stared down at me with an appetite only I could cater to. I bunched her dress around her waist, thanking the universe that the only thing that separated me from her gorgeous pussy was the little black panties she wore. Drenched through the fabric, she was ready for me.
I shoved them aside and plunged my cock into her heat. Sinking into her core, she threw her head back in pure bliss. My hands gripped either side of her hips, slamming her pussy up and down on me. I slowly lifted her until only the head was squeezed into her wet channel. Admiring the way my shaft glistened with her arousal, I licked my lips hungrily. Just looking at me spreading her had me salivating.
“I’m gonna illustrate your pussy with my cum,” I groaned as I brought her body back down on me. “Fill your delicious cunt until it's leaking.”
She fingered her clit that twitched with each throb of her inner muscles as I hammered into her, loving the way my cock stretched her cunt.
Her pussy wept on my dick until I was pouring cum all over her insides. She anchored herself to me, rubbing her needy clit against my pelvis as her orgasm squirted from her, soaking the car seats and my jeans.
Our breathing filled the car, mingling with the engine’s hum that purred beneath us. My heart thundered in my ears as I came down from the high. I twitched in her as her muscles tightened with the desire to keep me inside of her. Sliding out, the first thick streams of cum threatened to paint my body. I slid her panties back into place, needing her to keep that pussy glazed for me for later.
She came down to rest her head on my chest. “Are you still mad at me?” A hint of anxiety wove through her tone. Her head moved under the powerful beating of my heart. She was my entire life.
Anna was the rhythm that kept me alive. The melody my heart sang. The devastation her absence would cause, would leave me tone deaf for the rest of my life.
“I’m not mad at you, vixen.” The words cracked in my chest as I spoke. Kissing the top of her head that smelled like innocence and love. “Just terrified of losing you.”