The Dancer

by Jordan Silver

  Her fingers clenched in my hair and held me in place as I tasted her. I went slow and easy, taking my time as I dipped my tongue inside her, until everything else faded away and it was just she and I in the bed.

  I licked up and down her slit until she tugged at me, telling me without words what she wanted. I didn’t give in, but ate her until her juices started to flow before giving her my fingers. I suckled her clit while driving my fingers into her and got the first moan.

  I felt almost guilty at how hard my cock was when I moved up her body. But then she opened her legs wider and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I took her hand in mine and wrapped it around my cock.

  “Put me inside you.” I whispered in her ear before licking her there again. She stroked my cock until pre-cum dripped on her pussy before guiding it into her.

  I was barely keeping myself in check and her ass wanted to play. She kept dipping my shit inside and pulling it out to rub it against her clit. I was trying to be a gentleman, to make this about her, but this shit was too much.

  “Baby, what’re you doing?” She looked down between us at what she was doing to me, like she thought my dick was a toy. Back and forth, up and down until I was ready to fuck a new hole in her.

  “Stop playing.” Her playfulness helped ease the fear and panic in my chest and on her last downward slide I pushed forward and slipped the head of my cock past her folds. “Gotcha!”

  Her laugh made my heart smile and I caught her hands pulling them above her head while forcing my cock the rest of the way home. “Yes!” It’s the same every time the overwhelming feelings.

  Almost like I’m surprised that she’s letting me have her. That feeling around my cock, the heat, the sweet silky softness, and the fact that no one else has ever been there but me, and never will.

  I held still to enjoy just being close to her and looked into her eyes. “Your poor face!” He’s so fucking dead.

  “Shh.” She was the one soothing me, running her fingers lovingly down my cheek. “I’m okay.”

  I turned my face into her palm and kissed it before giving her a nice slow stroke. “Wrap your legs around me baby.” I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her neck.

  I never have any control when I get inside her and this time was no different. Even as I told myself that I needed to be careful with her, the need to go deep, to fuck her into the bed like I do was strong.

  I tested the waters with my next stroke, going in search of her sweet spot and finding it. I covered her mouth just in time to block the scream. I’d forgotten my mother and her brother down the hall for a second.

  “You gotta be quiet baby.” As it is I was grinding my cock into her instead of thrusting because I didn’t want the bed to squeak. “I don’t want to be quiet.” What the hell?

  I reared back and looked down at her and there was a fierce light in her eyes that wasn’t there before. “I understand.” She’d felt helpless before, and now my little fighter needed to get some of her own back.

  I wrapped an arm beneath her ass and one around her shoulders and lifted her out of bed, still impaled on my cock. I put her on her back on the floor beside the bed and pulled her legs higher around my back, opening her up for my cock.

  Her nails dug into my back and she lifted her hips, egging me on. I held her ass in my hand and planted the other next to her head and fucked into her hard going deep and holding until she got comfortable.

  When she didn’t complain I knew it was okay to let go. The truth is I needed this as much as she did. Needed to reassure myself that my woman was really okay. So for now I put it all aside and concentrated on her and giving her what she wanted.

  “I want you on your hands and knees.” She dropped her legs from around me and got into position before the words left my lips completely. Her pussy has this habit of staying open for at least a minute after I pull out and I can never resist putting my mouth on her.

  I leaned down and gave her my mouth until she rocked back and forth fucking herself on my tongue. I drank her pussy juice as it escaped before licking her from slit to clit. When her body trembled with need I leaned over her back and eased my cock back into her.

  “Tell me what you want baby.” I nipped her ear and held her in place with a hand on her tummy. “Tell me, don’t be shy.”

  “Max!” Her cute little whine went straight to my dick.

  I held still and flexed my cock inside her, teasing her with a finger on her clit until she was too hot to remember to be shy. “Fuck me Max.”

  “How? Like this?” I slid out and eased back in slowly and she scowled over her shoulder at me.

  I grinned at her snippy ass and held onto her hips, driving into her hard enough to make her head flop forward. I thought for sure I’d hurt her, but she pushed her ass back and worked her pussy on my cock.

  “That’s my girl.” It was on now. My girl planted her knees, spread her legs and fucked herself on my cock like she was chasing something. It took me a minute to catch on and when I did my heart tripped in my chest.

  “It’s okay baby, I’ve got you.” I tried soothing her, calming her down, but she was too far inside her head. “Shit!” I pulled out and turned her around in my arms, holding her close to my heart.

  “I’m sorry Annabelle, sorry that I wasn’t here to protect you. It won’t happen again.” She trembled in my arms and I felt the warm wetness of her tears on my neck.

  I moved to get up, but she held on tight and put her hand between us for my cock. “I need you.”

  “I don’t want to make you cry.”

  “You won’t, you’re not, just come inside me.” I helped her guide my cock to her pussy and slipped back in again.

  This time I kept it nice and slow with my arms wrapped lovingly around her. Trying my best to show her that she was safe, that she was loved. Lowering my head I took her nipple between my teeth, biting down until I felt hot pussy juice crown my cock.

  She arched her back, driving her nipple into my mouth harder as her hips picked up speed. I followed her lead, letting her set the pace, going as deep and as fast or slow as she needed me to.

  “Cum for me baby. I want to watch you cum.” I pressed down on her clit and surged into her. “I want you to have my baby.” What the fuck? We both stopped moving. She looking up at me in

  shock and I looked back at her wondering what the fuck had just happened.

  “Max?” That little girl soft voice of hers did strange things to my heart and although the words had slipped out unintended, I didn’t take them back. She needs me, and I need her. No one else will ever take care of her the way I could. And it goes without saying I don’t want anyone else but her.

  “I know, bad timing, but it’s what I want.” I didn’t give her a chance to answer, but covered her lips with mine and fucked her to completion. At the first twitch of her pussy walls, heralding her orgasm, I released and spilled my seed inside her.

  When I could feel my legs and arms again I picked her up and headed into the shower for a quick cleanup before drying her off and putting her back to bed in another one of my old jerseys.

  She was out two minutes after her head hit the pillow while I stayed awake staring up at the ceiling with her wrapped safely in my arms.

  Chapter 33

  The next day she woke up in pain and I felt a ton of guilt. I shouldn’t have taken her and no matter how she tried to convince me that our lovemaking had nothing to do with it, it couldn’t have helped.

  I made her stay in bed so I could pamper her and mom was there to mother and fuss over her which she seemed to eat up. No one was talking about the incident, that is, until Sherrie showed up with the baby in the early afternoon.

  The women set up in the media room with enough girlie flicks and junk to last a month while us men hung back in the kitchen which seemed to be the new designated spot.

  I checked the hallway making sure the coast was clear before going back to Tony. “Where is he?”

  “He bail
ed out, the boys are keeping tabs on him.”

  “What happened?”

  “They still don’t know where he went when he disappeared last week, but it’s obvious he was planning this shit. He was watching your place, so he must’ve been hiding out in the city.”

  “As far as we can tell, he watched you leave before making his approach. So far that’s all Jackson got out of him. By the way there was a piece in the newspaper this morning.”

  He threw the paper across the table with a look of distaste. We both hate the media, not because we think there’s anything wrong with reporting the news, but because some of these assholes take their shit too far.

  I’d thought when I left the game that my time in the limelight was at an end, but nope. They stay in my ass every chance they get, which isn’t much. Not since Tony almost ran a bunch of them over a year ago.

  I glossed over the words on the page and felt my ire rise. They had her name. “How the fuck did they get her name?” He shrugged his shoulder and went back to what he was doing.

  I tried to think how that could’ve happened, but nothing made sense. No one in the building knew her name, so it had to be someone at the club. Then again these fuckers have ways and means of getting shit.

  I’d spent a good portion of the night after she fell asleep thinking about my next move. If I’d broken his fucking neck in the beginning this wouldn’t have happened.

  Just as I’d thought, he blamed her and not me for losing his job and all the other shit that has befallen him in the last couple of weeks. So in essence this shit was my fault.

  I checked on her and found her asleep with the TV going and mom, aunt Jess and Sherrie whispering. “What’s going on?” I came into the room and stood over her pulling the blanket higher on her chest.

  “Nothing, we were just talking.” From the guilty looks on their faces I could imagine what they were ‘just talking’ about. Mom is usually a very levelheaded woman, except when someone she loves has been hurt.

  Add the influence of aunt Jess to the mix, not to mention Sherrie and her crazy ass, and there’s no telling what they were up to. “Why didn’t you tell me that he put his hands up her skirt?”

  “How did you hear about that?”

  “Never you mind.”

  “What I want to know is how he found her here, how he know where you live?”

  “I don’t know that yet Sherrie, I’m working on it now. Speaking of which, I think you might have to put off the shopping trip.”

  “Nope, no asshole white boy ain’t making me, and my girl go into hiding.”

  “Girl watch your mouth.”

  “Grown ass woman with a kid mama. As for you, you need to get to the bottom of this mess quick. Send one of your goons to follow us around if you have to, but the last thing she needs is to hide like she did something wrong. We going shopping and spend all your damn money.”

  There was no point arguing with her, and she did have a point. Though my first instinct is to bundle Anna up and take her to Miami out of the line of fire, she didn’t do shit wrong and she’s not going to run and hide from that spineless asshole.

  Travis came running into the room like his ass was on fire and one look at his face told me this shit wasn’t going to be good. I looked at his sister still asleep on the couch and relaxed. As long as she was safe I can face whatever this shit was.

  “What is it?”

  “My dad.” He swallowed hard and looked down at his phone. “He saw the news, he wants to talk to Annie.” Like fuck!

  “Is he still on the phone?”

  “Nah!” From the look on his face I got the idea that things hadn’t gone well.

  “Come!” I brushed my fingers through her hair and turned to follow him from the room, leaving the women to whatever the hell they were up to. I found the last number that called his phone and went to the privacy of our room.

  He answered on the second ring. “Annabelle? Sweetheart, are you okay?”

  “This is Max Carrington.”

  “Oh, where is my daughter?” I always planned to deal with this asshole at some point in the future, but now wasn’t it.

  “She’s asleep, is there something I can do for you?” He was obviously taken aback by my words and the only reason I was even entertaining this shit is because of her attack. What I really wanted to tell him was to get fucked.

  I wasn’t even worried about her being upset with

  me for the way I was about to handle him, I just wasn’t focused on his ass right now and he needs a lot more attention than I was willing to give at this point in time.

  “You can let me talk to my daughter.”

  “That’s not gonna happen, you and I both know why. I understand you’re concerned about what happened, but you don’t need to be. She’s covered.”

  “Look, I don’t know who you think you are. You took my son…”

  “Say what you want to say and in the future, I’d appreciate it if you don’t call this number.”

  “I’ll call my son whenever I choose.” Okay, so he wants to do this shit now.

  “No you won’t you gave up that right when you threw them over for some ass. Travis is my responsibility. He doesn’t need you or anything from you.” I looked at the kid who was standing in the doorway nodding his head.

  “If at some point in the future he chooses to get in touch with you that’ll be up to him. But Annabelle is off fucking limits.”

  “I’m coming to New York.”

  “You can go wherever the fuck you want, but you come anywhere near my family we’re gonna have problems. You got anything you want to say to this asshole?” I took the phone away to ask Travis.

  Now on a normal day I would’ve pulled my punches, he is her father after all. But I wasn’t in the mood. He just shook his head no and that was good enough for me.

  “You have anything else to say you can get in touch with me.” I hung up the phone and passed it back to him. “You okay?” He nodded again which was a sure indication that he really wasn’t.

  “I didn’t thank you for saving your sister.”

  “There’s no need, she’s my sister. I just wanna know what we’re gonna do about this guy.” See this is why I have to be more circumspect with my actions.

  “I don’t want you to worry about that stuff, I’ll take care of it.”

  “Are you going after him?”

  ‘Travis, you just heard me tell your dad that I’m responsible for you. All I want you to do is concentrate on school and your game. Leave the heavy stuff to me.”

  I’m gonna have to keep an eye on his ass now too. It felt like there was way too much going on. I didn’t like the threatening tone to the conversation I’d just had with their father on top of everything else, that shit was the last thing I needed right now.

  “Does your sister have guardianship of you, like legally?” He squinted and shrugged.

  “I don’t think so, but I’m old enough to decide who I want to live with. Why, what did he say?”

  “Don’t worry about it.” I should’ve taken care of this shit already. I hate feeling like I’ve dropped the ball, but since everything that’s happened I can’t shake the feeling that I’m slipping.

  I want to be out there doing shit, but leaving her alone was not an option, not even with the women here. I didn’t expect Ray Morrison to show up at my doorstep, but I should’ve been more prepared after he disappeared. Too fucking lax, that shit’s not gonna happen again.

  Back in the kitchen Tony was on the phone. I had a team of men on Morrison and his aunt and they knew better than to lose his ass again. My only concern was how to take him out without that shit coming back to me.

  But there’s no way I’m letting him get away with that shit. Now I have to deal with their father and make sure he doesn’t cause any trouble for her. I don’t need her to tell me that she’s not ready to deal with him, that shit’s obvious every time his name is mentioned.

  I have no intention of letting him a
nywhere near either of them, but we need a legal leg to stand on so at least the kid can feel secure. For that I’m gonna have to wait until she wakes up.

  Some things I have no problem going ahead with on my own, namely anything to do with her safety, but this is something we’ll have to do together. In the meantime I can at least get my lawyer on the ball.

  I did that now while Tony reamed the guys out on the phone for the shit that happened yesterday. I know like me he was feeling frustrated, but in the end it was no one’s fault but mine.

  I got aunt Jess to take mom and Sherrie out my damn house, so I could be alone with my girl when she woke up an hour later and Tony took the kid for a ride.

  I didn’t want to tell her about her dad calling, but there was no way around it. Just as I expected, she clammed up as soon as I mentioned the call. “Talk to me baby, do you want to talk to him?”

  “I have nothing to say. Travis can talk to him if he wants.”

  “He doesn’t want to either, but we need to do something in case he causes trouble. I made a call to my lawyer and he’s looking into what we can do.”

  “You don’t need to do that, mom already took care of it. I have guardianship of my brother. Why was he calling anyway?”

  “He said he was worried about you. Now don’t freak. There was a write up in the paper about what happened yesterday. Someone tipped them off obviously and somehow it got back to him.”

  “Is he here, is he in New York?”

  “I don’t think so, but he did say he might come here.” She was sitting on my lap, so I felt her reaction. “Hey, you don’t have to worry, no one is getting near you.”

  She was still achy and a little clingy. The latter I did not mind, but the former made me want to run out and find Ray for some one on one. I pulled her head back to my shoulder and wrapped her up tight. “I’m sorry I let you down baby. I have no words, nothing I can say to make this right.”