19. Chapter 19
Chapter 19
Dylan
It’s been hours since all of Fatal left for their job and I’m beginning to get worried. Eas told me he loved me, but I never got the chance to say it back to him. During the drive back, he held my hand the entire way to my house so I could grab a new shirt. Once we got there, he pressed me against the front door and kissed me like he couldn’t get enough of me. I made him wait outside though,if he would have come upstairs, we wouldn't have made it back to The Den.
Eas gave me the rundown of what was expected of us girls tonight. We had to keep the party going, act like it was any other night, and make sure our newest guests have a good time; which was simple enough. Lee is piss drunk and his sister is grinding on some guy from Uni. No one suspects a thing. Amy keeps looking at her phone and I can see it in her eyes, she’s worried too. I grab her, bringing her to the dance floor and start moving against her. I’m hoping the guys start trickling in soon so we can ease our minds. I haven’t told her about me and Eas. I’m not sure why I’m keeping secrets, but I don’t think now is the right time.
Thankfully, we haven’t seen Bianca at all tonight. Hopefully she’s tied up somewhere. That bitch is a straight snake and I’m almost positive she’s fucking Carter, I just can’t fucking prove it. But it doesn’t matter because I’m kicking him to the curb. I can finally be free. My phone vibrates in my bra. I take it out and take a deep breath.
Eas: Hellcat, we will be there in a few minutes. Have Amy go into Bentley's room and take your sexy ass into mine.
Me: Are you sure that’s a good idea? We could just go back to my house.
Eas: No, Bentley is taking Amy there, so I told him you will stay in his room and I’ll keep an eye on you.
Me: Eww, I am not sleeping in his bed. You both can get fucked.
Eas: Hellcat….just shut the fuck up and do as you’re told. Tell me when you are both in the rooms.
Me: You’re making me nervous.
Eas: Don’t be. I want you in nothing but a thong when I get there.
Me: ??
I nudge Amy and whisper in her ear what the plan is. We slowly move off the dance floor and grab a drink from the bar before walking down the dark hallway to the guys’ bedrooms. Amy enters Bentley’s first and I continue down the hall making a left, his bedroom is right next to the office that no one is allowed in. Opening his door, I’m immediately hit with his scent. Taking out my phone, I shoot him a text.
Me: We are in the rooms.
Eas: Good girl. If you hear any commotion, do not leave my room. We have to handle something first and you two don’t need to witness it.
Me: Fine, but hurry up. I don’t need anyone walking in here seeing me naked in your bed.
Eas: I’ll fucking kill them.
Why does his threat make me so hot for him? I put my phone on the nightstand, slide my shoes off and remove my tank, bra, and leggings. Walking over to his closet, I see his racing jacket hanging. I remove it from the hanger and put it on. His fucking scent is everywhere. I take a deep breath as butterflies swim in my chest. I can’t wait to be alone with him tonight. He better not pull some fucking shit because I swear to god, I will lose it. My phone pings and I walk over to the nightstand to pick it up.
Eas: Put my stereo on, baby. It’s about to get real loud in here.
Me: Okay, move it along, I’m waiting.
I snap a picture and send it to him.
Eas: Jesus Hellcat. I’ll be right there, give me ten.
Leaving him on read, I walk over to his stereo just as I hear glass shatter and people screaming.Turning it on, DMX blasts through the speakers, drowning out the chaos. I love that he listens to the same music as me. I sit down on his bed and wait for him to arrive, thinking about the entire night as a whole. I can’t believe I told him what happened. I know we aren’t done with the conversation seeing asI left questions unanswered, but I just didn’t want to ruin the bubble we were in.
When we are alone in our own little world, I don’t want to worry about anything in life. I just want to feel, and be in the present with him, completely consumed by one another. What started as an innocent cat and mouse game, turned into something entirely different.
The door suddenly bursts open, causing me to jump out of my skin, and there he is, dressed in all black with his weapons still strapped to his body. His chest is heaving as he stares at me with lust in his eyes. He slams the door, locks it and takes off his holsters, laying them on his dresser. He moves to the small couch in the corner, sitting with his legs wide, leaning back as he stretches his arms behind him. “You look gorgeous in my race gear, Hellcat. I need more pictures of you.” He says, lust in his voice as he raises a brow.
“Is that right?” I sass as he moves to loosen his tactical belt. I sit up and straddle the bed so he can get a better look at me in his gear. If he only knew I’ve beaten him in multiple races.
“Don’t move a fucking muscle,” he orders as he takes his phone out, snapping a picture of me, then continues to take off his belt. Once he’s finished, he sits up and removes his shirt with one hand as he unbuttons his jeans. My mouth waters at the sight of him. He sits back against the couch, looking at me with a smirk on his face.
“Crawl to me, baby. Nice and slow.” He commands, and I slide off of the bed, slowly getting on my hands and knees as I crawl to him, never taking my eyes off his sexy body. I make my way between his legs and look up at him, his eyes meeting mine as he bends down some to capture my lips in a quick kiss. His finger trails down my jaw to my neck and over my breasts, shivering at his touch when his thumb runs over my hardened nipples.
He uses both hands to slowly push his jacket down my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Dylan.” He whispers, causing a blush to creep up my cheeks. He pulls me from the floor, closer to him. I move to breathe in his addictive scent but all I can smell is blood. I pull back, and grab his hand as I climb off the floor.
“You stink of blood, Eas. Time to get you cleaned up. Put your clothes in a bag to burn, then meet me in the shower.” I say, letting go of his hand, walking through the bathroom door and turning on the shower. I step in and lean back against the wall, watching him watch me as I let the water cascade down my chest. His chest heaves as he watches me slide my hand into my thong, giving my clit a flick.
“Fuck this,” he growls, walking into the shower still with his jeans and boots still on, not giving a fuck. Getting on his knees, he shoves his face between my legs, biting the soaked cotton and sucking it hard into his mouth.
“I’ve fantasized about your sweet pussy in my mouth for so long. Fuck, you taste so good, Hellcat,” he groans, shredding the thong from my hips as I moan in pleasure. I run my hand through his dark curly hair as the caked up blood coats my fingers. He licks each thigh before sucking my swollen clit into his mouth. I buck at how sensitive I am. His hands squeeze my ass as his tongue swirls my clit, sucking it in and out of his mouth, giving it a little bite.
I moan as I pull his hair with one hand, pinching my nipple with the other. He slides a finger into my drenched pussy and I tighten around him, laying my head back against the tile wall as I throw a leg over his shoulder, shoving his face deeper into me. He growls, sucking harder, lapping up my arousal.
“Your mouth is amazing, Eas. Fuck my life.” I pant, biting my bottom lip as he picks up the pace, causing my body to shiver even though I’m under the hot spray.
“Your taste drives me wild, baby.” He growls as he continues to slowly bring me to the brink of orgasm.
“Fuck, Eas. I’m going to cum.” I yell, and he pulls away.
“Not yet, Hellcat. I want you to drench my cock.” He says, looking up at me as the water falls onto his beautiful face. He stands, lifting me by the backs of my thighs and presses me into the cold tile while he pulls his soaked jeans and boxers down.
“Are you sure about this? Because once my cock sinks into this tight fucking pussy, there is no going back.” He breathes, looking deep into my eyes and I nod.
“Say it, Hellcat. I need to hear your words.” He growls, rubbing his cock up and down my slit as his piercing hits my clit with enough pressure that I’m ready to gush all over him.
“Yes, Eas. Take it!” I growl. Before I take a breath, he thrusts up into me in one swift movement and we both groan.
“Fuck baby, your pussy grips my cock so fucking well,” he moans, taking a nipple into his mouth, pressing me harder into the shower wall. He pulls all the way out and slams back in, causing me to tighten around him.
“This isn’t enough, I need to worship you.” He says, taking us out of the shower and placing me on the counter, still slowly thrusting in and out of me. My legs shake because I’m so fucking close, but I also don’t want this to end. I take a deep breath as he rubs the towel over my shoulders, kissing along my jaw. He slowly pulls out only to slam back in.
“Jesus, Eas.” I pant, holding onto the counter for dear life.
“I know, Hellcat. Look at how your pussy sucks my cock in, it’s like it doesn’t want me to leave.” He growls, looking down at our bodies bound together. It’s such a beautiful fucking sight. I love how he bites his lip with every thrust and how his forehead divots like he’s in deep thought and then the way his abs tighten, Jesus Christ. Lord forgive me for I have sinned, this man before me is the Devil himself, waiting to possess my soul and I’m ready to be possessed by him.
He pulls out, placing his hands on my thighs and sliding them down my legs as he lowers himself in front of me, perfectly eye level with my drenched pussy. He moves his hands to untie his boots, never taking his eyes off of me. He leans in, groaning as he inhales my scent, dragging his tongue painfully slow up and down my slit as he continues to take his boots off. Fuck, I need more.
Once they’re off, he kicks them to the side and places his hands back on my thighs. As he moves to stand, his tongue continues to drag up my center, over my hips and up to my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth. I moan as he stands between my shaky legs, pushing his jeans and boxers all the way off before he throws me over his shoulder, slapping my ass. I yelp at the sting it leaves behind but I don’t care. I want him. All of him, now, before I seriously combust. He throws me onto the bed and takes a step back, grabbing his cock, slowly stroking it. I bite my lip as he squeezes the tip of his dick.
“You ready to let Daddy worship you?” He asks.
I’m more than ready. Let the games begin.