Chapter 16 Everett
SIXTEEN
EVERETT
I’m shaking uncontrollably. My adrenaline is pumping, and it has nothing to do with the dead men on the floor.
Kashton adjusts my body so my head hangs off the bed farther and runs the tip of his dick along my lips. I want to please him. My body knows what to do. This is what it’s been trained for—to be used.
He slides the tip of his pierced dick into my mouth as he rips my shirt more than it already was. His hands shove my bra out of the way, and he grabs a hold of my breast, rough and needy, as his cock invades my mouth.
He’s so big. I try to adjust my head more at an angle so he slides in, but his muscular thighs are on either side, pinning me in place. So I open wider, my jaw already aching in this position, and the cold metal makes saliva gather in my mouth. I try to swallow it, but I can’t.
My hips rise, needing him to remove my jeans and touch me, but I know he’s not going to when he laughs at my desperation. This is about him.
His cock pushes farther down my throat, and he groans when my air is taken away. My body jerks involuntarily, and he pulls out.
I cough, and spit covers my lips when I gasp in a breath. “Not used to getting face fucked?” he asks, smiling down at me. “I’ll teach you, angel,” he assures me. “You’ll learn really quick just how I like it.”
Before I can say anything, he shoves his cock back into my mouth. I open wide, closing my eyes. His hand drops to my nape, and he grips my skin, pulling pieces of my hair caught between his tatted fingers, and lifts my neck to arch it more so he can slide down my throat once more.
I gag when he hits the back of my throat. I’m nowhere close to taking all of him. My legs kick out and I arch my back, trying to twist and breathe.
“Fuck, Eve.” His free hand slaps my breast, and the lingering sting makes my pussy throb. “Relax your throat and breathe through your nose; your mouth is busy,” he instructs me.
My nose? How? He’s blocking it every time he pushes down my throat, smashing my face into him. I think I’m about to pass out when he pulls out. I cough again, and more saliva lands on my face.
“You’re doing so good, Eve.” His one hand remains on the back of my neck while the other rubs the side of my face, smearing my drool. “Look at me.”
I open my heavy eyes and suck in breath after breath, glancing at him upside down. He moves to sit down on the bed beside me and lifts my head with his hand still in place.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe and flinch at my own words. I tense, waiting for him to hit me for not doing what he wants.
Instead, he frowns as his eyes take in my messy face. “Don’t apologize, angel. You’re doing great,” he assures me, and my cheeks flush at his lie. “Open wide and stick out your tongue.”
I do as I’m told, and he places two fingers in my mouth. He rubs them along my tongue at first and then pushes them to the back of my throat.
I gag, my body jerking at the intrusion, but my underwear is soaked and I’m desperate for him to fuck me.
“Breathe,” he commands. “Through your nose.” He holds his fingers there, and my watery eyes close. “Eyes on me.” He removes his fingers and gently taps the side of my face.
My pussy clenches, and I groan. My body remembers this from before, and it couldn’t be more turned on. “Please?” I beg shamelessly.
He smiles at me and shoves his fingers back into my mouth. I blink rapidly while he holds them in place, pinning my tongue captive.
I arch my neck and try to loosen his hold, but it’s useless. “You’re being a good girl for me, Eve. So good.” He starts to move his fingers back and forth, but then he adds a third, and my eyes widen at the extra intrusion. “You’ll be able to take my cock down your throat in no time.”
It’s a promise that I’m going to be his fuck toy, and I wrap my lips the best I can around his fingers to suck on them, showing him that like a dog, I, too, can be trained.
“Fuck,” he groans, pulling them out.
“Fuck me,” I plead. It’s been years, and as much as I’ve denied myself the pleasure of sex, I need him right now.
He gets up and crawls onto the bed, yanking my jeans down. I help him by kicking off my heels before lifting my hips. Then he’s kneeling between my shaking legs.
“Watch me fuck you, Eve.” He wraps his hand around my throat and pushes it off the side of the bed once more so I can see myself on the mirrored wall a couple of feet from us.
He grabs his cock and watches while he slides into my soaked pussy.
“Fuck,” he groans as my cunt stretches for him. “Goddammit, angel. You’re so tight.”
My heavy eyes fall closed, and his hand flexes around my throat, restricting my air. “Eyes open and on the mirror. Watch me fuck you, angel.”
My hips buck on their own, and I arch my back more, trying to get my neck free so I can breathe, but it doesn’t help.
Tears cloud my vision and the sound of his cock fucking my wet pussy fills the room.
“That’s my girl.” He pulls his dick from my cunt and lets go of my neck to slap my pussy.
I choke out a gasp and flinch at the pain. It just makes me wetter.
“Beautiful.” He runs his fingers between my lips and then sits up. Gripping my hips, he flips me over onto my stomach.
My head hangs off the edge and my hair sticks to my slick face. His knees spread my legs, forcing me to arch my back and I groan when his pierced dick slides back into me. I’m so sore already. It’s been too long.
He grabs a handful of my hair and yanks my head up. I cry out, but he slides his free arm around my exposed neck and flexes, cutting me off. Lowering his lips to my ear, he smiles at me in the mirrored wall before us.
I fight my tied arms, but his weight is on top of my back, crushing them between us. I can’t move and my pussy clenches down on his cock.
His smile grows at the feel of it. “I want you to see what I do when you get off.” His hips start to move back and forth while his tatted muscular arm holds me captive.
My lips are parted, eyes heavy, and drool starts to fall from the corner of my mouth.
“Gorgeous.” He kisses the side of my slick face while thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking my pussy. “See yourself, angel?” His deep voice sends a shiver down my arched spine. “How good you’re doing. Your cunt is taking my cock so well.”
My face tingles and my heavy lashes blink. Dots start to cloud my vision.
“Don’t pass out on me, angel. Not yet.” He loosens his arm just enough that I’m able to suck in a ragged breath.
“Pl-ease?” I beg desperately, squirming under his body. I need to come.
“You can have anything you want, Eve. All you have to do is ask for it.” He pulls back and slams forward, his cock making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
I’m so close. “I need…please, Kash, I need to come.”
His arm tightens around my neck once again, and his hips thrust harder.
By the sound of his body slapping mine, I know he’s not going to give up this time.
I’d smile if I could. My body heats up with pleasure as his cock slams into me.
It hurts like it’s my first time. A burning feeling due to his large size stretching me.
My body tries to fight, to pull away, but he holds me in place. Allowing no escape.
His eyes are on mine while dots start to cover the mirror in front of my face. I blink and he speaks. “Beautiful…” Kashton’s voice trails off, or maybe I lose my hearing over the blood rushing in my ears.
The light in the room grows brighter before it seems to explode in front of my heavy eyes. Heat rushes over my sweat-covered skin and my pussy clenches down on him.
“That’s a good girl,” I hear him faintly say before everything fades away.
I groan, lifting my head, and realize I’m still in the motel. I’m lying on my stomach, head hanging off the edge and drool running from my parted lips. Blinking, I scan the floor and see the dead guy that I shot in the head.
Scrambling to sit up, I push my hair from my face and look around quickly to see that Kashton has left. I passed out. Well, he choked me out as I came all over his dick. He must have removed his belt from around my wrists, gotten dressed, and left me here.
What a gentleman.
I get off the bed slowly because my body is so sore. Between the fight with the two guys and the sex with Kashton, I’m exhausted and still shaking.
Looking for my phone, I see a Post-it on the mirrored wall by what seems to be a small bullet hole. Squinting, I walk over to it and read the writing.
“Fucking bastard.” I rip it off and wad it up, throwing it into my bag and collecting my things. I remember getting off a shot before he took the gun from me. I wasn’t really aiming for him, but if he wants to think that, then that’s fine.
I get dressed the best I can because Kash ripped my shirt, toss my bag in my car, and send a text before I drive off.
Done.
I’m pulling into my driveway thirty minutes later, still trembling at what I did.
I had sex. The thought hits me like a punch to the face. Shame enters my mind, and I feel disgusted. I begged to suck his dick. Begged to be fucked. I fucking apologized. For what? Not being a good whore for him?
“You’ll be such a good dolly.”
I park my car, not even bothering to close my garage door, and rush inside. I make it to the bathroom just in time to fall in front of the toilet. I throw up all the alcohol I had tonight because that’s all that’s in my system.
KASHTON
I left her there to see what she would do afterward. To see where she would go.
She went home. I park my bike in my garage across the street. It’s late and no one is awake at this time of night. Not in a neighborhood like this. Then I walk over to her place. It’s easy, considering she left her garage door open.
I walk past her car and frown. She was in a hurry to get inside. Didn’t even close the car door. I bump it with my hip, shutting it, and then press the button on the wall to close the garage.