Chapter 24 #2
I slowly push forward and only get halfway before her body tenses up.“Holy shit.” She reaches down and starts rubbing her clit. “Pull out and push in again.” I watch my cock slide out, covered in her arousal, then watch it slide back in. Holy fuck, I’m really doing this with her.
I do what she says, and on the fourth try, I slide all the way in, with her rubbing her clit the whole time. A full-body shiver wracks me when I feel my balls up against her ass, her pussy pulsing against me. My other hand lands beside her head with a groan.
“You’re fucking huge,” she moans, her hips lifting against me. “But you feel so good.” She moves her hand from between us, placing her hand on the side of my face.
All I can do is stare into those eyes, afraid that if I look away, this whole thing will have been another dream, and she’ll disappear.
“Tell me how to make you feel good, Bright eyes.” Now that I’m inside her, I can feel my control fraying. I want to make her feel good, so she won’t regret this.
She moans again at the nickname. “Pull out a little and thrust back in slowly.” She guides her hands to just above my hips, moving them how she wants them—pushing when I should pull out and pulling when she wants me to move back in.
Once I get it, she moves her hands up my back, scraping it with her nails.
“Faster,” she moans, moving her hips with mine.
I pick up the tempo, and she moans deep and throaty; I almost lose it right there.
I keep the same tempo moving in and out of her with long, deep strokes; she is so damn wet.
“Fuck,” I groan. I can already feel sweat gathering at my temples, but I refuse to let go before her. I need to feel what it feels like when she comes on my cock.
“Pretty girl. I have a ques….” Gage says, walking in without knocking. “Oh.” I freeze, and my head snaps to him, and he’s grinning from ear to ear. “Don’t mind me.” He obviously didn’t expect to walk in on this. “Let me see that horse cock disappear inside of you one time, and I’ll leave.”
We both laugh and then dissolve into groans when it causes her to tighten on me.
“I don’t care if you stay,” I tell him breathlessly. Nothing is going to stop me from making love to this girl.
Gage shuts the door and dives onto the bed from the foot, causing the mattress to jostle. It sinks me even deeper, and she gasps.
Afraid I hurt her, I go to pull back, and she stops me. “Don’t.” I push back in, and her head tilts back with her mouth open. “Oh god.”
“Does he feel good, Pretty girl?” Gage asks. He’s stretched out on the bed on his side, his head propped up on his hand.
“God, yes.”
“Pull out, man. I’ve got to see her take that cock.” I pull all the way out until the head of my cock is the only thing inside of her and push back in slowly; she takes it the first time. Gage groans and adjusts his cock. “Fuck.”
“Holden,” Alessa moans. “You have to move.”
I start moving at the same tempo we were in before. “Harder,” she begs, and I freeze again.
“You won’t hurt her. Our girl loves it rough,” Gage says, rolling over onto his back, and pulling his cock free.
Why is that hot knowing we turn him on enough that he has to take matters into his own hands?
I’ve looked at Gage in appreciation before, but not like I do Ryder.
But with Gage lying here with his cock in his hand, I don’t know what to think. “Watch her face like I told you.”
I pull out halfway before thrusting my hips forward, burying myself like I was when Gage jostled the bed. Her hands fly to my hips, encouraging me to move, so I do it again.
“Hook your arm in the bend of her leg and lean forward,” Gage instructs, lazily stroking his cock. I would never have done this without him. She helps me get her leg on my arm when I lean forward and brace my hand on the bed. I see why he suggested it; it makes me sink deeper. “Now fuck her.”
Alessa nods her head wildly. “Please.”
I start moving again, faster and harder this time.
“Harder. Make your skin slap against hers,” Gage instructs.
I shuffle my knees almost under her ass and slam my hips harder.
Her fingernails bite into my skin, but she has the same face she did earlier, letting me know she likes it.
I don’t know what snaps inside of me, but I start fucking her so hard her breasts are bouncing, and she’s making all kinds of noises, pushing me harder.
The headboard is smacking the wall in time with my thrusts.
“OH FUCK!” she screams. I feel her tighten so hard against me that it takes my breath away.
The pressure gets so intense that it starts to push me out.
I slide out, and liquid gushes out of her pussy.
Gage reaches between us and starts rubbing her clit back and forth, causing it to spray all over my abs and cock.
Her whole body is bowed, her eyes squeezed shut like she’s in pain.
When her back drops to the bed, she’s struggling for breath.
“Goddamn, Pretty girl,” Gage says hoarsely. He looks at me. “Don’t stop.” I hesitantly line back up and slide inside her, still concerned. “You made her squirt, you big fucker,” Gage explains with a chuckle after he sees the concerned look on my face.
“That’s a good thing,” Alessa pants out. “Please don’t stop.”
I breathe in again and start to move. I don’t know how often I can stop myself from coming, but there is no way I’m passing up doing that again.
I start slamming into her again, sweat glistening off both of us.
She starts making those moan-mewling noises that are driving me insane.
I can see Gage from the corner of my eye stroking his cock harder and faster, and I know he’s affected by the noises too.
When I feel her tighten again with that pressure against the head of my cock, her fingernails scratch down my back, and I know they’ll leave marks.
I’ll wear those fuckers proudly.
I pull out when it gets too tight and reach down, rubbing her clit like Gage did.
“HOLDEN!” she screams, soaking the bed and us when she comes.
When she’s done, I shove my cock back inside her.
Her back bows and she wraps her legs around my waist. There is no way I’m holding off this time.
I slam into her three more times before emptying everything inside her with a long groan; I can feel my release in my toes up to my scalp.
It’s the most intense release I’ve ever had in my life.
I can hear Gage groan and can’t resist looking over at him when he comes all over his hand.
I collapse on the bed on her other side, both of our chests heaving; she’s as limp as a rag doll. “I think you killed her,” Gage chuckles, rolling off the bed and walking to the attached bathroom. I hear the water running in the sink and then the bathtub.
Her legs are still sprawled out, and I can see the mess we made on the bed below her. My bed is soaked, and my come is leaking out of her.
“Are you okay, Bright eyes?” I ask, kissing her lips.
She giggles. “Yeah. More than okay.” She turns to me. “Are you?”
“Fuck yeah.”
She giggles again. “Damn, that was amazing. Are you sure that was your first time?”
I jerk up to look at her but can see she’s teasing. “Yes.” I kiss her smiling lips.
“That thing should be registered as a lethal weapon,” Gage says, walking out of the bathroom and pointing at my softening cock lying on my thigh.
Alessa laughs, then groans. “I can’t move. Holden broke my vagina.”
“Pretty girl, that was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” Gage kisses her lips, then looks at me. “You take her to the bathtub, and I’ll take care of your bed.”
I slide off the bed and pull her into my arms with my hand under her back and legs. She snuggles into my chest, and I’m still reeling from having a naked Les in my arms.
I climb into the bathtub with her and clean her up by gently running a washcloth over her.
Her soft little sighs are making my heart swell ten times its size.
She is so open and honest with me all the time that I know it’s time to tell her what happened to me.
She trusted me with her story; it’s time to tell her mine.
I told Ryder one night when he came into my room to comfort me after a nightmare.
The whole story just sobbed out of me before I could stop it.
Now it’s time for Les to know. I quickly wash off and rinse us both before sliding in behind her, laying her against my chest.
“I was raised in a good family in Dallas, Texas, as an only child.” She stiffens slightly, and I know she’s figured out what I’m about to tell her.
“They died in a car accident when I was fifteen, and my only living relative was my uncle, Winston. He got my mom and dad’s farm when he moved in to take care of me.
” She pulls my arms tighter around her but doesn’t turn around.
I don’t know if I can tell her this while looking her in the face.
“Everything was fine at first. He took care of me the best way he knew because he didn’t have any kids.
He sure as hell didn’t know how to take care of a grieving, pissed off fifteen-year-old.
” I take a breath and push through. “He started getting really interested in what I was doing, and it didn’t take him long to figure out that I taught myself how to hack. ”
At twelve, my love for computers took a turn, and I started coding websites.
Shortly after, I figured out I could hack my way into anything.
When I was thirteen, I hacked into the school’s computers to change a bunch of grades just because I could.
It spiraled from there, and I could get into anything I put my mind to.
“He would push me harder and harder. I thought it was him encouraging me, but he had other plans.” Les’ hands latch onto my arms in support.
I lean down, placing my chin on the top of her head for comfort.
That vanilla scent swirling around my nose reminds me I’m safe.
“He woke me up in the middle of the night two days after my sixteenth birthday by dragging me from the bed. He ignored my questions and pushed me into the living room, where a guy I didn’t know was sitting.
” That guy was Hector Castillo, a small-time arms dealer trying to make it big.
“My uncle laughed in my face as he threw me at Hector’s feet, telling me I was sold to the highest fucking bidder. ”
“Oh, Holden,” Les whispers, and I can hear the emotion clogging her voice for me. I tighten my hold on her. My own fucking uncle sold me for his own gain, and to this day, I still don’t know how much I went for. All I know is that I lived a life of hell while he lived happily on my parents’ farm.
“They threw me into a trunk of a car blindfolded in nothing but the boxers I was sleeping in. After that, we got onto a plane, and that’s how I ended up in that hellhole you found me in.
They gave me one meal a day in that room, and I could bathe once a week and only sleep for four hours a night.
The rest of the time, I was hacking various people, filtering money into Hector’s pocket, or stealing whatever information I could.
” That isn’t even the worst part; what I have to tell her next is.
I swallow past the lump in my throat, determined to tell her everything.
“The house was always busy with people, but there was this guy they called Major who paid particular attention to me.”
He was big and always smelled like body odor and weed. I shudder at the thought of him. “He would sneak into my room at night when he was there, which was a lot, and with a gun to my head, he would make me do things with him.”
“Did he rape you?” Les whispers, but she already knows the answer. She can sense it; that’s why she said she knows what I’m going through because she went through it too.
“Yes,” I answer honestly. I can feel her body start shaking and know she’s trying to cover up the fact that she’s crying.
“One day, Hector came to me with my biggest job yet. You. I didn’t know who you were, but I heard them talking about you around the house and knew this was my chance. You know what happened next.”
I laid a trail so easy a toddler could follow it, so I knew if Les were as good as they said she was, she would find it.
She spins around in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck; I don’t even cover up the fact that I have tears sliding down my face. I squeeze her to me with my arms around her waist and breathe her in.
“I’m so sorry that happened to you,” she whispers into my neck. “If I could take it away, I would.”
“I would take yours away too,” I whisper back, wishing like hell I could take away the feeling I know she felt while those men took advantage of her. No one should have to live with those memories. The only thing keeping me together were Ryder and Les and the family they gave me after I lost mine.
We stayed wrapped around each other until the water starts getting cold. I help dry her off before drying myself. Taking her hand, I lead her back to my bed.
The sheets are freshly changed, and Gage is missing.
I send a silent thank you to him and tuck us both into bed.
She lays her head on my chest, drawing patterns on my pec with her finger.
I run my hands over her soft hair and down her back before pulling her closer to me.
I reach down and flip the sheet over us.
I don’t know if bringing this up will bring back the nightmares, but I’m not passing up sleeping with her in my arms.
That’s the last thing I remember before falling asleep with my favorite girl in my arms.