21. Tucker
21
TUCKER
M y skin is hot and itchy under this mask, which is why I pull it off as soon as she is facing away from me. I throw it onto the ground and move back down on the mattress, where I spread her legs so I can settle between her thighs.
My heart is beating rapidly, and my entire body is buzzing with energy. She is so helpless and vulnerable right now. I’m her monster and protector at the same time. She just doesn’t know it yet.
Even though I just came, my balls tighten when I look between Maya’s legs. The sight has precum leaking from the tip of my cock. Her lips are all red and puffy. A mixture of our juices leaks from her gaping hole while the plug is stretching her ass for me.
I smirk as I take hold of the plug and wiggle it around a bit before I slowly pull it out. I almost moan when I watch her asshole stretch over the bigger part of the plug. I can’t wait to fuck her there. And now that she is ready, I don’t have to.
Grabbing the lube from the mattress, I pop the cap open and pour some into my palm. I fist my cock, running my hand up and down. I lube it up as much as I can. I swipe my thumb over the tip of my cock, making sure it’s especially lubed there. The plug should have stretched her enough, but my cock is still bigger, and I don’t want to hurt her.
Letting go of my cock, I grab hold of her hips and pull her ass up, positioning her where I want her on her knees. While holding her in position, I line my cock up with her puckered hole and slowly push in.
It’s even tighter than I imagine, her ass grabbing onto me as I slip the head of my dick inside of her. I can’t muffle the groan ripping from my chest as I push myself inside of her tight ass inch by inch.
My molars grind together as I try to restrain myself and not fuck her the way I want to. My fingers dig into her skin with bruising force as I thrust into her all the way. “Fuck,” I hiss under my breath as I become seated inside of her tightness.
I still for a moment, giving her time to adjust before I pull back out of her just to shove myself into her even deeper. Her legs are spread so wide, my balls slap against her pussy as I start fucking her ass a little harder and faster.
Fuck, she feels so good. Does she like this or would she ask me to stop if she could? A darkness inside of me spreads through my chest; something forbidden and devious takes a hold of me. Right now, I have all the power. I can do whatever I want. She is completely at my mercy. I’ve never felt this kind of power before, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying this very much.
I tilt her hips up a little more, driving deeper into her ass while her limp body is compliant beneath me.
Shit. I could fuck her like this forever. I don’t want this to end. I pound her tight hole for what feels like a few minutes. I keep thrusting deep and hard until my muscles scream and my breathing becomes erratic. I still don’t stop. It only edges me on more.
My movements become rougher, I ram my cock inside of her so hard I forget where I am and that she can’t tell me to stop or that it hurts. I just keep fucking her until I’m lost. Until I can only hear the rough slapping together of our bodies and feel the tightness around my cock.
When I finally come, I come so fucking hard I see stars. Ropes and ropes of cum spurt out of my dick to paint her insides. My balls tighten painfully as they pump everything they have inside of her.
I groan and collapse onto her limp body, where I try to regain a little sense of myself. My mind is hazy with the intense release. My breathing is out of control, and my heart racing in my chest.
What the fuck just happened?
I feel like I’ve had an out-of-body experience, of sorts. I let my instinct take over and my inner demon run wild.
Fuck. Is all I can think right now.
Slowly, the fog clears from my mind and reality begins to set back in. I push myself off Maya in horror. Fuck. What if I was too rough? Shit, I was definitely too rough, I decide.
Panic settles in, and I quickly slip out of her and sit back on my knees to inspect her. Her asshole is red around the rim, but there is no blood. I sigh a little in relief, hoping that I really didn’t hurt her.
I get up from the bed and tuck my now limp dick back into my pants. Walking to the shelf, I grab a small towel from one of the baskets and take it back to the bed. I gently wipe between her legs until all the lube and cum are gone from her skin. I drop the towel on the ground next to the mask and climb back onto the bed.
Grabbing her arm, I roll her over onto her back so she can see my face. Her expression remains lifeless as our gazes lock. I know she is shocked, probably angry, but maybe a little relieved too, that it was me and not some random guy. I won’t know what she really thinks until the toxin has worn off.
I inspect the rest of her body, making sure I didn’t hurt her without meaning to. I scan every inch of her. I don’t find any marks other than some red handprints around her hips, where I was holding onto her. I hope that won’t leave bruises, but I’m certain it might.
Regret at what I’ve done weasels its way into my mind, but I shove it down. She was going to do this with some random guy who could have seriously hurt her. Just the thought of some other guy touching her has anger boiling in my veins.
Instead of feeling guilty, I get up from the bed and grab her clothes from the rack next to the door.
I’m dressing her lifeless body in her clothes when I notice her fingers twitch. The drug is letting up and soon she’ll be able to walk and talk again. I don’t have time for that to happen. I want her out of this place and somewhere safe.
Once she is completely clothed, I look at her face again, where I find her staring daggers at me. Oh, she is definitely pissed. She can be pissed all she wants at me. I did this for her, to keep her safe while also playing out my own personal fantasy.
Walking to the door, I reach for the knob and open it. One of the bouncers is standing guard in front of the door.
“You done? Or you want another dose?” he asks nonchalantly.
“I’m done, but I’m taking her home with me,” I announce.
“You paid for two hours, not to take her home,” he counters.
“I don’t care what you say. She is going with me.” I stand my ground.
The guy huffs in annoyance and pushes past me into the room. I follow him, ready to fight if he tries to touch Maya. He simply stands next to the bed, looking down at Maya. “Wanna go home with this guy blink twice, wanna stay here blink three times.”
Maya blinks twice before staring at him with wide eyes.
I grin. “See, she wants to come with me.”
“Suit yourself,” he dismisses us at once, leaving the room and us alone in it.
Satisfied, I slide my arms under Maya’s body and lift her up to cradle her against my chest. Her head lolls to the side until it comes to a rest against my shoulder.
I step out into the hallway, following the bouncer up the stairs, where he opens the door to the outside for me. I carry Maya across the parking lot to my car. Wedging her between me and the car door, I hold her body up while digging my keys out of my pocket to unlock the car.
I somehow manage to open the door without dropping her and lay her across the back seat. I see her legs move and feel her resistance when I position her to close the door. The drugs are leaving her body rapidly now.
Sliding into the driver’s seat, I turn on the engine before I hear Maya murmur something that sounds a lot like asshole. Ignoring her rude comment, I pull out of the parking spot and start driving to my house.
By the time I pull into my driveway, Maya’s words become more coherent, and I’m pretty sure she is saying that she hates me. We’ll see about that.
I open the garage with the remote and pull inside. I kill the engine and get out of the car. My parents are not home, but I don’t need one of the neighbors to see me carrying her inside. I close the garage before I open the backdoor. As soon as I do, Maya’s leg kicks straight out, her foot connecting with my thigh weakly.
“Nah, no kicking at me now,” I warn, before pulling her out of the car. “You’re only going to hurt yourself. Now quit fighting me.”
She wiggles around in my hold, but finally settles with a huff. “I hate you,” she whispers, her eyes filling with tears.
“No, you don’t,” I tell her as I walk us into the house through the kitchen.
I make my way up the staircase and down the hall to my room, where I kick the door open with my heel. Placing her onto the bed, I pull her shoes off her feet and drop them on the floor.
“Are you comfortable? I ask.
“Fuck you,” Maya answers, making me grin.
“Again?”
“I hate you,” she repeats for the third time.
“You don’t hate me,” I counter, hoping that I’m right. I don’t know what I want, but I don’t want her to hate me anymore.
“Why? Why did you do that?” Her voice is small, and I hate it. How can she even ask me that?
“Did you think I would let anyone else touch you? You are mine. And I don’t share.”
“You could have come without the mask. I thought you were some random guy.”
“Isn’t that what you wanted? Some random guy?” I’m seething just thinking about it.
“You think I wanted any of this? I didn’t have a choice.”
“You had a choice. You could have told me. You chose to keep that from me.”
“How did you even find out where I was?” she questions, squinting her eyes at me.
This is going to be the part that sucks the worst. I don’t want her to feel betrayed by her friend, but I don’t want to lie to her either. “Wren told me to protect you, not to hurt you,” I offer.
“Ugh,” she groans in frustration, her head sinking back into the pillow as her hands turn to small fists by her side. “I can’t believe this.” Her voice is wobbly, and she tries to blink some tears away. “I want to leave.”
“And where exactly are you going to go?” I growl. “Back to your deadbeat father? Fuck no! You are staying here tonight,” I say, without leaving room for discussion.
“I’ll stay with Wren,” Maya quips.
“So you are already not mad at her anymore, but you are still mad at me?”
“You drugged me!” She is screaming now, and if my parents were home, I would care.
“Yes, I did,” I admit shamelessly. “And you came on my cock. Don’t deny it. I felt it. You got wet when I touched you. You liked what I did to you, and I didn’t hurt you.”
“How would you know you didn’t hurt me?” She accuses.
“I tried not to. If I did, I’m sorry,” I tell her honestly. Softening my voice, I continue, “Did I? Hurt you, I mean.”
“No, you didn’t hurt me, but you scared the shit out of me. I didn’t want to be drugged. They had to hold me down while I was naked on the bed,” she spits at me with such anger and hurt, my own feelings take me by surprise. I’m furious… furious with them for doing that to her and with myself for letting it happen.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know they would force you like that. Lucian told me you were doing this willingly. Didn’t you have to sign a contract?”
“I did, I mean I went in willingly, I didn’t know about the drug until after I signed,” she explains, her anger finally simmered down. “I was freaking out, and I was scared.”
“I’m sorry,” I apologize yet again, feeling guilty for taking it so far. I take a seat on the edge of the bed and reach for her hand. I’m surprised when she doesn’t pull away. She lets me wrap my larger fingers around hers. “If you really want to go to Briggs’s place, I’ll take you. But I’d rather you stay here with me.”
“Why?” She asks hesitantly, her gaze guarded as if she is waiting for me to tell her I’m joking.
“I don’t know,” I tell her honestly. “I just want you close.”
Her eyes soften, and I smile.
“I’ll stay,” she whispers, making me sigh in relief.
“Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat,” I offer, but Maya shakes her head.
“I’m just really thirsty,” she explains. “My mouth is so dry.”
“I’ll be right back,” I say before jogging out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen. I grab two cold bottles of water from the fridge and jog back upstairs.
When I get back, she is still lying on my bed where I left her. I set one bottle onto my nightstand and open the other to hand to her. She sits up slightly, leaning onto her elbow, as she reaches for the bottle with her free hand. She takes a few gulps before handing the bottle back to me. I take a few swigs myself and set the bottle down.
Turning toward Maya, I notice she is sprawled out on my bed, wearing her jeans and shirt.
“Let me give you something to sleep in.” I walk to my dresser and pick out one of my softer T-shirts. By the time I walk back to the bed, she is already taking her shirt and bra off.
Her perfect tits come into view, and I have to force myself not to groan. I’ve already fucked her twice tonight, but I could go for a third if I didn’t think she is probably sore.
I hand her the shirt, and she pulls it over her head, covering her upper body once again. She lies back and undoes her jeans. I move to the end of the bed and grab the feet of her jeans. “What are you doing?” She giggles as I pull her jeans down her legs.
“Helping you undress,” I explain, throwing her pants on the floor before I get undressed myself.
Maya watches me with a heated gaze until I’m in nothing but my boxers, and I wonder if a third round is not out of the question, after all. My cock hardens, and Maya’s eyes fall onto my dick.
“Don’t even think about getting that thing near me again tonight.” She shuts down all my hopes with one sentence.
“Fine, but I’m sleeping in the bed with you.”
“Fine.” Maya rolls her eyes, making me grin.
I flick off the light switch on my bedside table and climb into the bed next to Maya. I pull the blanket over us and slide my arm over her body to pull her into my chest.
“I didn’t take you for a cuddler,” Maya murmurs sleepily.
“Seems like you don’t know me at all,” I joke, when in reality, I’ve never been a cuddler. I’ve been more of a fuck them and leave them kind of person in the past, but Maya is different. I want her close, I want her pressed up against me as close as possible. I want to feel her, smell her and breathe her in. I want all of her and more. And at least for tonight, I have just that.