Chapter Seventeen
Chaos…
She was fuckin’ incredible. So responsive, so sexy, and she didn’t realize it.
I’d barely touched her and she’d already come twice.
I wondered if she’d had a lot of experience.
She wasn’t a virgin, I would have felt it when I had my fingers in her, but I didn’t think she’d been with a lot of guys.
Or maybe it was my wishful thinking. Now I had her, I didn’t want to share.
Fuck. I had it bad…nope not going there tonight.
Tonight is all about her—us—and how good we can be together.
Tomorrow I’ll worry about the rest of it.
Her eyelids fluttered open and she gazed at me with eyes that looked like perfect emeralds, sparkling in the dim light of the room. “Hi, lover, you okay?” I wondered if she realized she passed out on me.
“Oh yeah,” she said with a smile bright enough to bring sunshine to the darkest parts of my heart, chipping away a little more at the walls I’d put up years ago.
While she was out I’d gotten a couple of water bottles from the fridge, and checked to see if any of the guys were back. So far we still had the bus to ourselves which was good, since I planned on making her scream a few more times before morning.
“I’ve never had an orgasm like that before. Are you some kind of magic sex God?”
“Nope, I just listened to your body, lover. Are you thirsty? I got us some water.”
“Yes please! Thanks.” She took the bottle and gulped down the water.
“Better?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Hey don’t get all shy on me now. We’ve just started tonight.”
With her face was flushed and her hair all messy, she was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. Her skin was covered in pink and red marks from my bites and whiskers rubbing against her. I needed to shave closer, her skin was so sensitive. Although seeing my marks on her skin was a total rush.
Taking the empty water bottle and tossing it on the floor, I kissed her.
Her lips were cold from the water but warmed up quickly as I swept her mouth with my tongue.
Her hands twisted in my hair pulling me closer.
I loved how she responded, it was honest. She was enjoying herself, not holding back, and not faking it. A man couldn’t ask for more.
I kissed each of her eyelids, then across her face to her ear.
Nibbling on the lobe, I blew softly into her ear and she shuddered against me.
My hands roamed her body, pinching, tweaking, and rubbing.
Her skin was so soft, but what surprised me the most was the small tattoo on her hip.
It was a little rose with the date 4-16-2014.
I was curious about it but now wasn’t the time. I wanted her screaming my name.
Pulling her hands from my hair I kissed each palm and then slowly kissed down her body.
I wanted more of her sweet pussy. She exhaled a soft moan as my tongue slid across her sensitive clit.
Trailing my tongue around the swollen nub I pinched it softly between my lips, careful not to use my teeth, I wanted her screaming in passion not in pain.
Drawing my finger over her drenched lips to moisten them, I slid my finger into her pussy, easing her open.
I added another one scissoring them to stretch her.
I thrust in and out and continued toying with her clit.
I felt the spongy patch of her G-spot and focused on rubbing across it with each thrust.
I loved watching her. She clenched the blanket in her hands and bucked against my mouth as she fought for her climax. So fuckin’ sexy. Her lips were open and her tongue kept darting out to wet them.
Her muscles clenched hard around my fingers as she started to shake. A few more rubs and she came all over my hand, her hot juices running down my wrist. Holy fuck it was hot.
I reached over to the bedside table and pulled out the one of the packets I’d shoved in there earlier, hoping we’d end up in my bed. Tearing it open with my teeth, I rolled it onto my hard-on. It was hard like a fuckin’ rock and leaking pre-cum.
Rubbing my cock across her soaked pussy I slowly pushed in to her.
She leaned up on her elbows and watched as my dick disappeared into her pussy.
Fuck yeah. It was so tight and hot and if I wasn’t careful I was going to blow my load.
Being hard for almost two days didn’t help.
I tried to think of other things, anything to hold it back.
Setting a slow rhythm, I moved in and out and she wrapped her legs around my hips pulling me all the way in.
“You okay?”
“Oh yeah. Don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry, baby, you couldn’t pay me to stop now.”
With every thrust the fire built inside. I sat her on my lap as she rode my cock, allowing her to set the pace. It gave me better access to her sweet tits. They were the perfect size for me.
She rode me hard, much harder than I expected, and I rammed my tongue in her mouth and kissed her with all the pent up passion and anger I’d been holding inside. She pulled on my hair and raked her nails down my back and still it built. I twisted her nipples and she moaned, begging for more.
I tried to hold off, to get her one more orgasm before I blew but she was just too tight.
“Oh fuck. Fuck…Cynda,” I yelled out as I shot my load, the orgasm lasting forever, my cum pumping out spurts as I held on to her.
“Shit, I’m sorry, I wanted you to come again.”
She smiled at me like an angel. “Trent, you rocked my world, you have nothing to be sorry for at all.” She kissed me, softly, running her tongue along my lips and down my jaw to my neck. For a moment I thought she was going to bite me but she didn’t, just kissed the hollow at the base of my throat.
I pulled out, making sure I held on to the condom. “Stay here, I’ll get some towels to clean us up. I’m not sure if the guys are back or not.”
As soon as I said ‘guys’ she turned all kinds of red. Fuck. Exactly what I didn’t want to happen. “Hey, it’s okay. They won’t say anything. You have nothing to worry about.”
She nodded but doubt filled her eyes.
“Cynda, seriously, it’s all good. I’m not going to do anything to hurt you.”
“Okay, but…”
“I promise, baby. Let me get some towels and we’ll talk okay?”
Nodding, she watched as I slid the condom off and dragged on a pair of jeans laying on the floor.
She looked so unsure of herself and I wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be okay, but could I really tell her that?
I didn’t know what would happen at the end of the two weeks, and I didn’t know if I was capable of making a long term commitment to anyone.
Forcing a smile I didn’t feel, I escaped the room.
I’d just pulled open the refrigerator door when I heard the bus door slide open.
Grabbing a couple of bottles of water, I waited to see who’d returned.
Fury and Rage came in alone—both of them drunk as skunks and barely making it up the steps.
Wrath followed them in and he had a blue haired woman with him, and holy fuck was her hair blue.
Then I remembered it was the same woman I’d seen him with earlier at the party.
Interesting he’d been with her all night and brought her back with him?
I’d have to get the shit from him on it tomorrow.
“Where’s Flame?”
Rage and Fury shrugged their shoulders and dropped into the seats at the table holding their heads.
“Wrath? Do you know where he is?”
“Uh, yeah he took a cab to go stay with Michelle since we didn’t have any shit to do tomorrow.”
“Are you fuckin’ serious? When did he get hooked on one woman?”
“Who the fuck knows, but I’m kinda busy right now, catch ya later,” he said as he squeezed the blue-haired woman he was with. We’d have fun with that tomorrow.
“Yeah, no problem.”
“Hey, remember if you fuckin’ puke you’ve gotta clean it up yourself.”
“Fuck you, Chaos.”
I smirked, getting exactly the answer I’d expected. It was the same thing every time.