Chapter 34
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FOUR
JAMIE
“ O h, there you are, babe.” Levi’s voice was barely audible over the screeching of rusted door hinges.
I turned to see him leaning out of it and burst out laughing. “Oh my god, Levi! You do realize it is freezing out here, right?!”
“Yup.” He shivered and rolled his eyes at me before motioning me to come inside. “That’s why I’m inside and not out there.”
“But this is just, there’s like nothing there.” My eyes bugged out of my head at the black lace hot pants and chucks he wore. “Do you need to put a shirt on?”
“Jamie, I’m in a harness. One doesn’t wear a harness under a shirt.”
I chuckled and followed him into the glass building, my nerves swarming in my gut like angry wasps.
“Baby cakes!” Ava squealed as we stepped into the biggest room I’d ever seen, with a huge runway in the center. I was immobile as I stared at the thing, feet welded to the floor and absolutely terrified. I was so focused on the glowing white plank, I didn’t see Ava coming. So when she crashed into me, we both went down with a bang on the marble floor.
“Oh shit!” I laughed and collapsed backward as she scrambled to haul herself off me. “What are you doing here?”
Ava dusted herself off. “My dance group are doing the opening number before you strut your little tushie.” She cackled and bounded over to a group dressed in black leotards and rainbow leg warmers while I was still trying to get up off the floor.
Clearing his throat, Levi appeared next to me and held out his hand. “If you think she’s nuts now, just wait until performance time. She’ll blow your mind.”
I smiled as he led me behind the glittering white curtain to what I could only assume was the backstage area. “No matter what, I love her.”
Levi gave me an indulgent smile before launching into the plan for the day. The number of costume changes I’d have, what they were, and how to wear them. Looking at some of them on the hangers, I thought I’d look naked under the lights they had rigged up, but who was I to argue with greatness? So I just nodded and agreed to everything he said. The day faded away under Levi’s tutelage, and I actually felt excited for the show the following weekend.
My eyes burned and my legs ached. Who knew walking up and down the runway so many times would cause this much pain? The blisters on my feet had blisters because none of their shoes fit my small feet, so instead, they packed the shoes with god-knows-what to make them fit better.
The bitter cold cut through my clothing like it was butter the second I limped out of the center, despite how wrapped up I was. My teeth chattered, and I was sure I’d be every shade of blue by the time I got to the dorms.
“Thank you so much, babe.” Levi grinned as he hugged me. “I knew you’d be perfect. See you Friday.” He blew me an air kiss before sauntering off to his car, likely as desperate as I was to get out of the cold.
A small smile played on my lips. Despite the aches and pains I had, I’d had a great day. It was an amazing insight into what Levi and the other guys did. The passion they had for their work was inspiring and had me thinking about what I really wanted to do in life. I still wasn’t sure, but maybe one day I would be. I needed to live before I could find my true calling.
I popped the collar up on my peacoat to block the icy wind, regretting once again my lack of gloves. I fished my beanie out of my pocket and pulled it on before brushing my curls out of my face and sighed thinking about the long walk home.
The air changed, growing thicker around me, and the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stood on end. I glanced around but couldn’t see anyone. The pools of light from the street lights weren’t large enough to illuminate much of the parking lot or surrounding space. I shivered as the slamming of a car door rang out in the otherwise quiet night.
“Little crow?” I whipped around. Dillon strode toward me, wearing a puffer coat, and that faded rainbow beanie. The sight of that beanie brought forth a thousand memories of our childhood. I gave it to him for his tenth birthday, and my heart squeezed knowing he’d kept it all these years. “Can I take you for a drive?”
“I’m only heading back to the dorms. It’s fine,” I said, brushing him off.
His shoulders slumped, his whole body seeming to sag as he peered at me with wide pleading eyes. “Please, Jamie. Let me take care of you.”
Talk about being stuck in a catch twenty-two; I wanted to go with him. I wanted to drown in him until he saturated every atom in my body, but I also needed time and distance to process everything that had happened. I hadn’t had a chance to really think about what Taylor told me. I only knew my head was a mess, while my heart begged to be closer to its counterpart.
A cool finger lifted my head until I found myself drowning in the swirling darkness of his eyes. “Please, baby,” he whispered, his lips brushing mine. I shivered at the contact and the intensity in his eyes. He was bewitching. “Let me. Please, Jamie.”
His soft husky voice broke through my hastily built defenses, and I nodded before I realized what I was doing. Dillon laced our fingers together and pulled me along with him, his heat radiating into mine. “Straight to the dorms?”
A wicked grin curled his lips. “I want to show you something first. Then yes, I’ll take you to the dorms.”
“You’re not gonna kill me, are you?”
Dillon stopped abruptly and yanked me into his body so my arms landed on his chest. I felt his thundering heart through his layers as if my hand was on his bare skin, touching the gorgeous crow tattoo on his chest.
“What kind of a question is that?” he demanded and wrapped a hand around my throat, giving it a gentle squeeze. Electricity covered my skin and lightning pulsed through my veins as he pulled us until our bodies were pushing into each other. “I love you, Jamie. I’d never do anything to intentionally hurt you. You’re too precious for that.”
A groan built in my chest, and I pushed up onto my tiptoes, closing the distance between us and melding my mouth to his. His firm lips yielded to me as I pushed my way into his mouth and wrapped my tongue around his. That first touch ripped through me like an earthquake. All reason melted away as I was consumed by lust. My skin felt white hot, and his hold on my throat tightened as he took control of the kiss. He owned my mind and body. I craved him with an intensity that short-wired my brain.
My hands glided up his chest and looped around his neck as I hooked my leg around his hips and pulled him in closer. It wasn’t enough. I whimpered, and it was like Dillon could read my mind as his hands landed on my ass and lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
“More Dillon, I need more.” I moaned as I plundered his mouth, tasting every inch of him, trying to fuse us together and failing. My body ached for him, and my hole clenched as lust ran through me like liquid fire.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Dillon whispered reverently against my lips and kissed a path down my jaw. His hot panted breaths teased against my ears, making me shudder. The rocking motion of his steps ratcheted up the burning desire that consumed me, providing a teasingly light friction against my erection. I lost myself in his kiss, in the feel of him against me, surrounding me. I felt safe and wanted, owned and craved as he kissed me with the same frenzied fever.
My back crashed into a solid surface, pulling an abrupt grunt from me. I broke the kiss, gasping for air, and sucked greedy lungfuls down. “What the fuck?”
Dillon grinned, his lips puffy and spit-slick from where I’d been devouring him. The click of a lock and the orange flash of lights allowed my brain to fill in the missing pieces as Dillon opened his truck door and pushed the passenger seat back as far as it would go.
We were lost to our carnal desire—nothing existed beyond us. Our hands scrambled to rip our clothes off, consumed by the need to get closer. Buttons flew off my coat, while Dillon’s landed on the blacktop. “I need you, Dillon. I need you inside me. Want it. Want you.” Incoherent words babbled from me as I drowned in him, his mouth refusing to be parted from me longer than it took to remove a layer of clothing.
“Fuck, little crow.” He groaned as he pulled my pants down and teased a finger along my black fishnet thong, my dick twitching and leaking, begging for him as much as I was with my hands and mouth. “Fuck, need to be inside you. Now. Fuck!”
One minute I was kissing him, the next I was face down on the passenger seat with my ass up in the air. My legs were held together by my jeans around my thighs, pinning me in place. His hot breath ghosted over my ass as his finger pulled the thin strip of my thong away from my puckered hole. “So fucking gorgeous,” he murmured before licking across my entrance.
“Oh, god.” I moaned as he licked and flicked around my rim while his fingertip pushed against the tight ring of muscle. Waves of electricity pulsed through my channel as he sucked on my hole like he was making love to it with his mouth. My hips rocked against him, chasing the feeling of euphoria I would get when he sunk into me.
“Dillon. Now. I need you now.” His finger breached me, and I screamed at the intrusion. He hadn’t softened me enough for it not to hurt, but the burn was exquisite. “More… yes…” I rode his finger as he slowly pulled it out and pushed it back in with force. My back bowed with the onslaught of sensations. My hands grappled to find something to hold on to for when his thick cock finally sunk into me.
“Such a needy little hole.” His gravelly tone felt like a physical caress on my slick skin. His spit landed on my hole, the hot liquid squelching as he pushed it in. My walls clamped down on his finger, refusing to let him go.
“More. I need, I need...” My breaths tore from my lips in harsh pants as my hard cock leaked all over his seat. I didn’t care. I was singularly focused on Dillon and what his fingers were doing to my insides. I needed his cum. I wanted him to fill me up so I could keep a part of him with me at all times.
The sound of his zipper being undone was loud above our labored breathing. “Look at your greedy hole gaping open for me, little crow.” Dillon moaned as the blunt head of his cock notched against my entrance.
“Now. Now,” I demanded, wiggling to get him to slip inside me, but he smacked my ass as his other hand pressed down on my lower back to keep me still. The stinging heat only intensified my arousal and made my balls draw up so they hugged the base of my cock.
“Fuck!”
“What?” Desperation made it impossible to think. My body pulsed with need, and my empty hole clenched around nothing.
“I don’t have any lube. I won’t?—”
“I don’t care,” I gritted out between panted breaths. “If you want to fuck me, Dillon, fuck me now! I want you inside me. I want it to hurt, so when I wake up alone in my bed tomorrow, I’ll ache and still feel you there.”
Spit trickled down my crease, catching on my rim and making me moan at the sensation. “You asked for this, little crow. I won’t be gentle—it’s been too long since I’ve been inside you.” The slick head of his dick notched against my rim, pulsing a teasing pressure that was just enough to stoke the fire inside me. Another drop of spit hit my entrance, and a low guttural groan rumbled through Dillon as he punched his hips forward.
“Ahhh!” I startled as he forced his way through the tight ring of muscle. The pain was instant, but as he rocked his hips back and forth with shallow thrusts, it dissolved into drugging pleasure as he worked his way in.
“Jesus, baby. You feel… sooo…damn…good.” His words were low and filled with sinful desire as he bottomed out inside me. I felt so full, fuller than before. This was raw, dirty, and animalistic, and it was more than my brain could process. My body was in heaven.
I licked my lips as perspiration dripped off my nose. “Dil? Fuck me.” I circled my hips in a figure eight motion and reached through my legs, tugging on his balls. Dillon snarled. With one touch, I’d frayed the last thread of control he had over himself, and he devolved into an animal.
The slap of Dillon’s hips against mine was a symphony to my ears as he pistoned in and out of me. The truck rocked from the force of his thrusts. My man was lust personified as he fucked me like he hated me. He pounded my ass within an inch of its life as he took out his emotions on me, and I couldn’t get enough.
“Jamie, your ass is heaven, but I’m going to take you to hell and punish you for how you’ve treated me.” His fingers sunk into my hair, and he wrenched me back until my head rested on his shoulder. My arched back changed the angle, making him hit my prostate with every thrust. Teeth skimmed along the column of my bare neck, and I shuddered when his tongue lapped at my salty skin.
“D-Dil… please,” I begged, and my eyes fell closed as I was lost to the feel of his thick shaft. “Oh, god… oh…god…yes!”
“You want to come for me, my little crow?” he murmured, his tone was taunting and cruel. “You don’t get to come until I’ve filled you with my load and it’s dripping down my cock.”
“Oh, shit.” His filthy words turned my insides to liquid fire, and lightning raced down my spine as my orgasm came careening forward. My body shook, my ass flaming every time his hips snapped against my skin. “I-I c-can’t…”
It felt like he was going to split me in half as he punched into me like a man possessed. “I’m so close, little crow,” he whispered, eliciting a shudder from me as his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “I’m going to fill you with my cum. Eat it out of your wrecked hole and feed it to you when I fuck your mouth with my tongue.”
I was a rag doll in his arms, my body only moving thanks to his powerful body. I felt owned. Consumed. Adored. Dillon’s hips stuttered, and he sunk his teeth into my shoulder to quieten the shout he set loose. Warm cum filled my ass as he came, and I pinched my tip to hold my orgasm back. It was harder than I’d ever imagined as his slick heat filled my ass, my walls clenching around him.
“Down,” Dillon ground out and pushed me back onto the seat. My head spun. My body was alive, my aching cock pulsing. I was in a lust-filled haze, right on the edge of orgasm.
“Ah!” I jumped as the flat of Dillon’s tongue laved over my wet hole.
“Feed me my cum, little crow.” He growled at me and the sound rippled over my sensitive skin. I clenched my walls, then bore down to force his cum out of my hole. “That’s it. Good boy.” His chest rumbled against my thighs as his release trickled out of me and into his waiting mouth as he slurped it up.
In the blink of an eye, he spun me around and fused his mouth to mine as he fucked his cum into me with his tongue. I moaned against his lips as spit and cum flooded into my mouth. Sucking in a harsh breath, I sunk my hands into his hair, holding on to him as if he would slip through my fingers like a filthy dream.
“You taste so good, Dil. I love your cum in my mouth, down my throat, and in my stomach.” He pushed me back, and I fell against the cold seat. He kissed his way down my body before looking up at me through his thick lashes with a devilish smirk on his face. “What are…”
He stole my words, my breath, and my dreams as he sucked my sensitive length all the way to the back of his throat. The tight wet heat of his mouth and a single roll of my balls was all it took for my orgasm to make me splinter to pieces and black out.
“Fuck.” I gasped as I swam back to the surface, my whole body quaking with aftershocks from the most mind-blowing orgasm I’ve ever had. Dillon rumbled before his lips sealed wth mine, and we tongue fucked my cum between our mouths until the taste of both of our essences lingered on our tongues. “I think you broke me, babe,” I whispered as my eyes fluttered closed.
Dillons rasping chuckle settled into my bones like a weighted blanket as I started to drift off, my body boneless and sated in a whole new way. A rough palm cupped my cheek and stroked my skin reverently, like I was precious.
“I love you, Jamie.” Dillon’s lips brushed mine. “I would never do anything to hurt the love of my life. Will you be mine?”
His words were like something out of a fairy tale, and my heart backflipped as my insides lit up like the Fourth of July. “As your boyfriend?” I breathed, so happy, I felt high.
“Boyfriend, partner, whatever you want to call it. But I hope, one day, it might be my fiancé…” Sleep pulled me under before Dil could finish, but those words wrapped around my heart and that final missing piece clicked into place.