“Brad, there’s no need to drive this fast, baby, we’re gonna get into the club. Remember the last club that we went to? The line was stretched to New York and we were able to get in all because of this car.”
He chuckled. “Well, I like to see how fast it goes. Do you know that upstate they block off about a hundred miles of road and you can go as fast as you want?”
I grinned. “Yeah, I heard about that. You’re not gonna go up there and race your car, are you?”
“I was thinking about it,” he replied as he grinned back at me.
“Brad! What if you crash it? Would your parents buy you another car like this?”
“There are no other cars made like this; only ten were made and they all sold fast.”
“Well, then please take care of this one, okay? It’s a beautiful collectors as well.”
“Yeah, it is,” he said with a smile, and then lifted my hand up and kissed it.
I smiled. “I love it when a guy does that to a girl — it’s so classy.”
He smiled at me. “It is, that’s why I do it.”
I smiled at him and then looked back behind us. “Damn, Brad! I think you left Marc and Ava and them in the dust!” I said, since Marc was driving Brad’s SUV.
He laughed. “They’ll catch up in a few minutes while we’re stopped at a stoplight!”
I looked at him and laughed while I shook my head as we continued to hold hands.
We arrived at Sparkle several minutes later to a crowd that was never short of sparks. The line looked like it was at least a mile long, and everyone standing in it looked like they were freezing their asses off.
I stared at the line. “I hope we don’t have to wait in line because everyone looks so cold!”
Brad laughed. “Let’s hope not. But with this car, I don’t think we’re gonna have to, baby. I didn’t bring a coat so I don’t have any intentions on standing in line.”
Marc pulled up behind us in Brad’s SUV and him, Ava, Ken, and Zac got out of it.
I stepped out of the car as Brad was getting his ticket from the valet attendant. “Wow, it’s cold tonight! Brad didn’t bring a coat because he has no intentions on standing in that long line over there,” I said to Ava.
“Well, none of us are gonna have to stand in line so we’re not gonna be cold,” Ava said. She looked at Brad. “But no one can wear a black cashmere crewneck sweater like the way Brad can!”
I looked at her and smiled. “Yeah, I agree — soft and sexy like him!”
“That’s for damn sure!” Ava said with a laugh.
Brad walked around the back of his car as he talked to Marc as I watched almost everyone in line, especially the girls, looking at him. He smiled at me as he softly grabbed on to my hand. “I just ask the valet guy did we have to wait in line and he said, ‘Fuck no, y’all don’t!’”
I laughed. “Well, that’s good to hear!”
We walked towards the front entrance of the club and we were all let in without any problems at all. The line outside was in an uproar that we were let in without having to stand in line, and I couldn’t blame them.
Meanwhile, outside in the parking lot, John arrived in his car by himself. He circled around the parking lot as he tried to find a space. He saw Brad’s million-dollar car as well as SUV parked right in the front as if they were both put on display for everyone to see. He grinned as he continued to drive around the lot. “They’re all here — that’s great,” he said, and then went to the valet to have his car parked.
As we all sat at a table talking about the first half of our senior year in high school, I noticed John walk in. We weren’t even here for more than ten minutes. “Just how in the hell did John jump in front of hundreds of people to get in here?” I said.
“He probably told them that he was a friend of mine and pointed to my car and SUV that’s out there. And remember, like the way you two were, he’s pretty much a regular so that’s the only reasons that I can think of as to why he didn’t have to wait in line,” Brad said.
“Well, here he comes, so let’s not start anything,” Marc said.
John walked up to our table. “Hey, all. What’s up?”
Ken and Zac slapped hands with him and then they scooted over to let him sit in our booth-style table that was facing the stage. Marc nodded, but Brad, Ava, and I didn’t say anything to him.
“So, how did you get in here so fast, man? I mean, the line was like a fuckin’ mile long,” Marc asked.
“I said I was meeting you all here,” John replied.
“No, you said me in particular, man, and you know it. There’s no way you would’ve gotten in here that fast if it wasn’t for you telling them that you were a friend of mine and probably pointed to my cars out there,” Brad said.
We all looked at John.
John sighed. “C’mon, man. I don’t wanna start any fights tonight, okay? I didn’t come here for all that and you know it.”
“You seem to always wanna start one at school or at other places,” Brad said as he stared coldly at him.
“Honey, calm down,” I told him while I held on to him. I knew he was starting to get heated because John was sitting here with us since we had no idea that he was gonna show up here tonight.
Brad looked at me and nodded, and then kissed me on the lips.
John smirked as he rolled his eyes, and then looked out to the dance floor.
A crowd-favorite song came on and everyone cleared the tables and crowded the dance floor. Brad and I danced with each other, Ava danced with Marc, and Ken danced with Veronica, a senior and eighteen like us who went to our school that he was interested in.
John and Zac sat at the table and continued to talk.
“So, any leads on Natalie’s murder?” John asked Zac, with no conscience whatsoever.
Zac looked at him; he shook his head. “My uncle said that there hasn’t been any new developments on it since every one of the males at school were eliminated through DNA,” he said as he continued to look at him, knowing that John hadn’t provided his DNA yet.
“Well, you know I did provide my DNA so I’ve been eliminated, too,” John informed him.
Zac looked at him like he couldn’t believe that he’d said this. “You did?! When?”
“A while ago, so I know that they tested it by now and no one has contacted me like I knew that they wouldn’t because I had nothing to do with Natalie’s murder,” John lied.
But Zac was skeptical. He didn’t know what to believe because he knew that John was the only one out of all of his friends who never provided his DNA. He nodded at John with a slight smile as he tried to make him believe that he believed him.
“Well, I need to go to the bathroom. Excuse me, man,” John said.
“Okay, man,” Zac replied.
John got up and left to go to the bathroom.
Zac immediately got on his phone and called his uncle . . . there was no answer. “FUCK!” he said, and then put his phone in his pocket.
Ava, Marc, Brad, and I came back over to the table and sat down. We noticed that Zac seemed to be surprised about something.
“What’s going on, man? You looked like someone shocked you with some news. What’s up?” Brad asked.
“John told me that he’s been eliminated from Natalie’s murder through DNA — is that true?” Zac asked.
“He’s a lying motherfucker, Zac. He hasn’t been eliminated through shit! He’s trying to con you into thinking that, man. He killed Natalie, and he’s the only one that hasn’t been eliminated through DNA. I checked the school database and he is the only person that still hasn’t submitted his DNA samples because he knows his ass is guilty,” Brad informed him.
“Oh, my God! Are you serious, man?” Zac asked.
“Yeah, he is,” I replied. “Look, Zac, don’t say anything about what we’re telling you. John is fuckin’ dangerous. He’s trying to scare all of us out of going to the cops and telling them that he’s Natalie’s killer. The only one that d
oesn’t know in our circle now is Ken. We didn’t want that many people knowing because we didn’t want everyone acting differently around him, so please act like we didn’t tell you this.”
Brad, Marc, and Ava all looked at Zac, and he could tell just by their looks that I was serious about what I’d told him.
Zac shook his head. “Damn, I’m scared, you all. I don’t want anyone getting hurt.”
“And none of us will get hurt if we don’t mention anything to John about it. John has been threatening all of us with the exception of Marc because he still doesn’t know that Marc knows that he killed Natalie, and we wanna keep it that way,” Brad said.
Zac nodded. “I think that would be best.”
Marc nodded and then tapped Brad. Brad looked at him and nodded, and then Marc left.
“Where’s he going?” I asked.
“You’ll see in a few minutes,” Brad replied. “Well, I don’t wanna talk about that asshole anymore. Vanessa and I will be back in a few, guys.”
Ava and Zac nodded as they sat at the table.
Brad led me through the crowd by hand.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
He looked back at me and grinned. “I need to get up in you, baby. The music and atmosphere in here makes me wanna fuck.”
I chuckled. “Brad! And just where are we gonna do this at?”
“You’ll see,” he said with a grin.
We arrived at the boys bathroom where there was a line outside the door.
Brad high-fived guys in line with one hand as he held my hand with his other hand.
“Nice ride, man,” a guy in line said to him as he high-fived him.
“Thanks, man,” Brad said.
“Who’s that?” I asked as we walked up to the boys bathroom.
“I don’t know — but he obviously saw us getting out of my car.”
I grinned. “Yeah, you and your car don’t exactly blend into a crowd — definitely not your everyday car.”
He smiled at me. “Okay, keep your head down,” he told me, right before we went into the bathroom.
I grinned as I put my head down as he led me in by hand through the bathroom.
Boys whistled as he led me in here, and as expected, Marc was standing right by a stall as he held the door open for us.
“Thanks, man,” Brad said as they high-fived each other.
“No problem. Have fun, you two,” Marc said with a grin, and then closed the door once we were in.
Brad locked the door and grinned at me.
I grinned back at him. “So this is where Marc went, huh?”
“Yeah, baby. C’mon now, let’s get down,” he said. He pulled down his jeans and underwear, and then lifted up my skirt and pulled down my panties. “Face the door for me.”
I turned around, and then looked back. “You have condoms right?”
“Putting it on now,” he said, while he sat on the toilet. “C’mon, get on me.”
I slowly slid down on him. “Now I know why you wanted me to wear a skirt — I knew you had something planned!” I said with my eyes closed as he had his arms wrapped all in the front of me.
“Yeah, I did. You feel so good, baby! Damn! Ever done it in a public place before?” he asked as he slowly moved up and down inside of me.
“Nope, not at all — this is a first,” I said, and then got up and faced him. He went back inside me and moved up and down slowly as he kissed me all over my neck and chest. “Oh, wow, Brad, this feels so good!”
“Glad to hear it, baby,” he said as he continued to kiss me. He then unlaced my corset just enough to leave my tits hanging out; he began sucking on them.
I breathed heavy. “Damn, I’ve never had my tits sucked on this fuckin’ good, Brad. You do it the best, I swear you do.”
“I’ve had enough experience,” he said with a grin, and then continued doing it.
We got up so he could change condoms, and once he did, he went back up inside me from behind as I faced the door. He was going faster so I knew he was gonna bust a nut in a second. I could tell that he was trying to control his sound because he usually got really loud when he came, even though the music that was blasting through the speakers in here would’ve muffled any loud sounds either one of us made. He finally let out a short moan, and then pulled out of me.
I looked back and saw the amount that he left in the condom had spoke for itself.
“I couldn’t get loud in here even though the music is loud, because you know that I can get louder than this music!” he said with a smile as he took off the condom and flushed it down the toilet. He pulled up his jeans.
“Yeah, I know that!” I laughed as I pulled up my panties.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said with a smile as he held me.
“You’re not?” I said as I smiled back up at him.
He sat back down on the toilet seat. He pulled my panties completely off and then pulled me up on his face and began to tongue-massage my hot spot and all around it.
I tried hard not to scream because as usual it was feeling as good as it’d always felt. I moved all around just like how he liked it and how I naturally did because he did it so good. I breathed heavy and tried to control myself as I had my first-time-in-a-public-bathroom orgasm.
He gave me back my panties as he sat on the toilet and smiled at me.
“Damn, Brad. That was fuckin’ good as usual,” I said as I put my panties back on.
“That’s because I do it right.”
“That you do, baby!” I replied with a big smile.
“Let’s get back to everyone,” he said, and then stood up.
We held each other.
I sighed. “You know, I wish we could feel this good all the time. I wish we could just walk out of this bathroom and it could be like the way it was when we first became an official couple.”
“I know, baby, but we know we can’t go back. We’re not gonna let John control us and we’ve been doing a pretty good job not giving in to his demands so let’s keep it that way, okay?”
I looked up at him with a smile. “Okay.”
He opened the door to the bathroom stall and we walked out of it as he led me out by the hand. Other guys in the bathroom whistled and hooted at us as I smiled and kept my head down like the way I did when I walked in here as Brad high-fived guys that he didn’t know just like how he did when we walked in here.
We walked back over to our table where Ava, Marc, and Zac were sitting, as well as Ken and Veronica. We both acknowledged her and then sat down. We noticed that John wasn’t sitting at the table.
“Where did John go?” Brad asked.
“He said he was leaving — said he didn’t feel like staying anymore,” Ken said.
“Good!” I said without hesitation.
Everyone at the table laughed, but knew that I was serious with the exception of Ken and Veronica since they were the only ones that were sitting here that didn’t know that John was the one who’d killed Natalie.
CHAPTER 11
Brad and I decided to leave early while Ava, Marc, Ken, and Zac decided to stay for another hour. We were driving to Brad’s house while we talked about the party.
“Well, I had a great night. What about you?” I asked.
“Yeah, so did I. Us having sex in the bathroom was off the fuckin’ chain, baby! It’s the best night I’ve had since all of this shit happened — I wish we can have more days like this. Even though John showed up, he didn’t cause any problems because he knew that he’d better not have, and it was good that he decided to leave early because he knew that none of us wanted to have anything to do with him. I told you I’m not giving into his shit and I think he knows that by now. We don’t have anything to feel guilty about — that’s all on him — we’re not the ones who killed anyone.”
“Damn right about that! And it seems like Zac is gonna keep it a secret about John being Natalie’s killer — he seemed shocked that you told him that John lied to him about giving his
DNA.”
“Yeah, he was shocked. Zac is known to have a big fuckin’ mouth, but he knows when to keep it shut.”
“I think he knows, too. We need as many people against John as we can get, but without letting him know that all of these people know that he’s Natalie’s killer.”
“That’s true, baby. And we wanna keep him thinking that it’s just us, Ava, and Marie who know that he killed her.”
“That’s right,” I said as I nodded. I looked at him and smiled. “Since we had a nice night tonight — especially when John left — let’s make it even better. How about a little blow on the go?”
He looked at me and grinned. “Blow on the go? Never heard of that! Who did you get that from? I’m assuming Ava?”
“You assumed right! It’s just slang for sucking your dick while you’re driving.”
He laughed. “Well, of course! I’m not gonna turn down good head from my girl!”
I laughed as I unzipped his jeans, and began giving him what he loved.
“Mmmmm . . . Vanessa baby, you sure know how to do it good!” he said, and then looked in his rear view mirror. “Get up, baby, get up! What is this motherfucker doing?!”
I jumped up as if my parents had walked into my bedroom and caught me doing what I was doing right now! I looked behind us as there was a car that was right on the back of our car with its high beams on and all. “Who the fuck is that?! Does he know that this is a million-dollar car?!”
“He obviously doesn’t know and doesn’t a give a fuck! WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?!” Brad yelled, and then rolled down his window and tried to wave him around us.
But the driver was not backing down. As Brad sped up, he sped up. I kept looking back, fearful that this person was gonna hurt us. I couldn’t see who it was because the windows had a deep, dark tint, and I didn’t recognize the car, either.
“Hold on!” Brad said, and kicked it into the highest gear.
We took off like a rocket! I felt like I was in a dream as I looked back and saw that the car looked as if it was miles behind us now.
Brad looked in his rear view mirror. “I think we lost him.”
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