Slade (Walk Of Shame #1)
Victoria Ashley
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Chapter One
Slade
It’s dark.
I love it with the lights off. She insisted on teasing me this way. My arms are tied behind me; my naked body bound to a chair. Goose bumps prickle my flesh as she softly blows on my hard cock, almost breaking my willpower. Her lips are so close, yet not close enough. I insist on teasing her this way.
“Na ah, not yet, baby.”
She tilts her head up, her blond hair cascading over her shoulders as her eyes lock with mine. They’re intense; desperate. She’s silently begging me with her eyes; asking me to let her touch me already. I’m used to this. She needs to learn that when you’re in my house we play by my rules. “Slade,” she whimpers. “Come on already.”
“Look down, baby.” She tilts her head back down and runs her tongue over her lips as she eagerly looks at my cock; no doubt imagining what it tastes like in her mouth. “That’s it. Don’t move.”
I lift my hips, bringing the tip of my head to brush her lips. “You want me in your mouth?”
She nods her head and lets out a sound between a moan and a growl. Damn, it’s such a turn on.
“How bad do you want it? I want to fucking hear it?”
Her nails dig into my thighs as she growls in aggravation. “More than anything. I fucking want it so just give it to me, dammit. You already know how bad I want it.”
A deep laugh rumbles in my throat as she scratches her nails down my legs in an attempt to hurt me. What she doesn’t realize is that I welcome the pain. I get off on it.
“Is that all you got, pussycat?” I tease. “If you want my cock, you’re going to have to do better than that.”
She looks angry now; determined. Standing up, she points a finger in my chest. “You’re the one tied up. This is supposed to be my game. Why do you have to torture me and make me wait?”
Biting my bottom lip, I nod for her to move closer to me. When she gets close to my face, I slide my tongue out and run it over her lips, causing her to tremble as I taste her. “Show. Me. How. Much. You. Want. Me.”
Straddling me, she screams and slaps me hard across the face before yanking my head back by my hair. If I could get any harder, I would.
Fuck me.
“Now, that’s what I’m talking about.” I press my stiff cock against her ass, showing her just how turned on I am. Then I look her in the eye. “Show me what you can do with your mouth. First impression is always the most important.”
A mischievous smile spreads across her face as she slithers her way off my lap and down between my legs. Gripping my thighs in her hands, she runs her tongue over the tip of my dick before suctioning it into her mouth. It hits the back of her throat, causing her to gag. She doesn’t care; completely uninhibited. She just shoves it deeper.
Fuck yeah.
I moan as she swirls her tongue around my shaft while sucking at the same time. It feels fucking fantastic. “I told you it’s worth the wait, baby. Just wait until I get inside you. It feels better than it tastes.”
She pulls back and licks her lips. “Then why don’t you show me. My pussy has never been so wet.” She stands up and bends over in front of me, exposing her wet lips. I can see the moisture glistening from here; beckoning to suck me inside. She smiles as she runs her fingers over the folds as if she’s teasing me; testing me. “You like that?” she asks seductively, tantalizing me. “You want this tight little pussy all for yourself, you greedy little bastard?”
I nod, playing into her little game. She seems to think she’s in charge.
“Well, come and get it.” She inserts her fingers into her mouth and sucks them clean, before shoving them into her entrance, fucking me with her eyes. Her ass moves up and down in perfect rhythm as she purrs. “I’m waiting.” She shoves her fingers deeper. “I want to see those muscles flexing as you ram into me. I want you to . . .”
Well you won’t be waiting for long.
Breaking free from my restraints, I stand up, grab her hips and flip her around before slamming her back up against the wall. “What were you saying, baby?” I growl into her ear. I grip both of her ass cheeks and lift her as she wraps her legs around my waist, squeezing. “I’m not sure you can handle what I have to offer.” I grip her face in my hand before leaning in and biting her bottom lip, roughly tugging. “You’re finally about to get what you’ve wanted. I just hope you don’t have shit to do for the next few days because this might get a little rough. Last time to make your escape, because once I start there’s no stopping until you’re screaming my name loud; so loud it fucking hurts my ears.” I search her eyes waiting to see if she’s changed her mind; nothing but raw heat and lust. She still wants it. She’s brave. No girl walks into my bed and walks out unscathed. So, she’ll get it. I lift an eyebrow. “Okay, then.”
I take wide strides across the room to my king-sized bed and toss her atop the mattress. Before she can blink, I am between her thighs, spreading them wide for me. I run my tongue up her smooth flesh, stopping at intersection of her thighs and clean shaven pussy. “You ready for me to make you come without even touching you?”
I begin blowing my cool breath across her swollen, wet pussy. She thrusts her hips up; no doubt her hungry little pussy wanting more and just as I’m about to show her my skills, there’s a knock at the damn door.
Bad fucking timing.
Gritting my teeth, I shake my head and look toward the door. “Give me a sec.” I step down from the bed and motion for Lex to cover up. When she’s done, I call for Cale to come in. “Okay, man.”
The door opens right as I’m reaching for my pack of cigarettes and switching the light on. My dick is still standing at full alert, but I could care less. This shit head interrupted my night. If he doesn’t like seeing my dick hard, then he should have known better than to come up to my room in the middle of the night.
Stepping into my room, Cale takes notice of my hard on and quickly reaches for the nearest item of clothing and tosses it on my dick. I look down to see a shirt hanging from it. I shake it off. “A little warning next time, mother fucker. I’m tired of witnessing that shit.”
Lighting my cigarette, I laugh and take a drag. “Jealous, prick?”
Ignoring me, he walks past me when he sets eyes on Lex. She’s been coming to the club for a while now and she’s sexier than fuck. All of the guys have been trying to get with her, but she’s wanted nothing but my cock this whole time. He raises his eyebrows and slides onto the foot of my bed. “Damn, Lex. You get sexier every time I see you.”
Gripping the sheet tighter against her body, Lex growls and kicks Cale off the bed. “Go fuck off, Cale. I don’t want your dick.”
Jumping up with a quickness, Cale reaches for my jeans and tosses them to me. “I don’t want to fuck you, Lex. I want to pleasure you. This dick is special.” He nods
toward me. “Unlike Slade’s.”
“Fuck you, Cale. What the hell do you want?”
He turns to me after smirking at Lex. “The club just called. We gotta go.”
“It’s not my night to work, man. Isn’t Hemy working?” I take a long drag of my cigarette, letting the harsh smoke fill my lungs as I close my eyes. I really need to release this tension. I will fuck her in front of him if I have to. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve fucked in front of an audience. “I’m a little busy right now.” I dangle Lex’s thong from my finger. “If you can’t tell.”
Not getting where I’m going with this, Cale pulls out his phone and starts typing something in it. “We need to go now. There’s a bachelorette party and the chicks asked for us specifically. You know what that means. Plus, Hemy is getting eaten alive right now.”
Oh fuck. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock just got even harder.
“Well, then I guess we better get started.” I put out the cigarette, push past Cale and slide under the sheet. I reach for the condom on the nightstand and rip the wrapper open with my teeth. “This is going to have to be a quick one,” I mumble before spitting the wrapper out and rolling the condom over my erection.
Lex looks at me questionably and nods to Cale. “You’re going to fuck me while he watches?”
I smirk as I flip her over and shove her head down into the mattress. “If he doesn’t get out of my room, then yes, I’m going to fuck you while he watches.” I peek over my shoulder at Cale and he lifts an eyebrow, his interest now peaked. “You’ve got three seconds and the counting started two seconds ago.”
Pointing to Lex, he starts walking backwards while chewing his bottom lip. “As much as I’d love to watch you get fucked, I’m out. This dude gets too fucking wild and I’ll probably hurt myself just watching.” Picking my wallet up from my dresser, he tosses it at my head, but misses. “Hurry your ass up. I’m changing my shit right now and then we need to go.”
Lex moans from below me as I grip her hips, pull her to me and slide inside her. She’s extra wet for me, making it easy to give her a good quick fuck. “You’re so fucking wet. You were craving this cock weren’t you?”
“Dude,” Cale complains from a distance; although, I can still feel his eyes watching us.
“Your three seconds were up.” I thrust my hips, gripping her hair in both my hands. “Mmm . . . fuck.” Damn that feels good. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Leave, Cale!” Lex moans while gripping the sheet. “Oh fuck! You feel even better than what I’ve been told. So thick and oh shit . . . it’s so deep.”
“Damn, that’s hot.”
“Out!” Lex screams.
“I’m out. I’m out.” Cale backs his way out, shutting the door behind him. The truth is, if it weren’t for Lex kicking him out, I could’ve cared less if he stayed and watched. I’m not ashamed.
Knowing I don’t have a lot of time, I need to get this chick off fast. That’s my rules and I don’t have many. She gets off, then I get off. There is no stopping in between for me. Once I start, this is a done deal.
I can feel her wetness thickening. “You’ve gotten wetter. You like him watching, huh?” I yank her head back and run my tongue over her neck before whispering, “I would’ve let him stay; let him watch me as I fuck your wet pussy. Does that turn you on?”
Before she can say anything else, I push her head back down into the mattress and slam into her while rubbing my thumb over her swollen clit.
Her hands grip the sheets as she screams out and bites down on her arm, trying to silence her orgasm.
Slapping her ass, I ball my fist in her hair and gently pull it back so her back is pressed against my chest. “Don’t fucking hold it back. I want to fucking hear it. Got it?” She shakes her head so I thrust into her as deep as I can go. “Show me how it feels.”
Screaming, she reaches back and grabs my hair, yanking it to the side. This makes me fuck her even harder. “Oh yes! Oh God! Slade, don’t stop.”
Reaching around, I grab her breast in one hand squeezing roughly and bite into her shoulder, rubbing my finger of the opposite hand faster over her slick clit. Her body starts to tremble beneath me as she clamps down hard on my cock. “Oh, shit. Stop, I can’t take it. It fucking feels so good, Slade.”
I grip her hips and brush my lips over her ear. “You want me to stop?” I pull out slowly, teasing her. “You don’t want this cock filling your pussy?” I shove it back in, causing her head to bang into the wall. “Huh, do you want me to stop?”
She shakes her head. “No, don’t stop. Shit, don’t stop!”
“That’s what I thought.” I push her completely flat on her stomach, holding my body weight with one arm as I grip the back of her neck and fuck her with all my strength. I want her to remember this because it’s the only time she’ll be getting my cock and we both know it. It’s how I work.
She’s squirming below me, shaking as if she’s in the middle of another orgasm. “Slade! Fuck me!”
A few thrusts later and I’m ready to blow my load. Pulling out, I bite her ass and stroke my cock as I come.
The relief gives me a high; a fucking drug that I can’t get enough of. Nothing else makes me feel this way. Actually, nothing else makes me feel. This is it for me.
My own personal hell.
Chapter Two
Slade
Closing my eyes, I tilt back my second shot of Whiskey. That’s it, I think, moaning as it leaves a raw, burning sensation in the back of my throat. It’s what I need; what I crave.
After rushing Lex out of my room and listening to Cale ramble on about one of his old friends crashing with us for the next week, I need this damn rush; the alcohol pumping through my veins, weakening my demons. Hell, I might even go for another one just for the numbness.
Fuck it. Why not.
Holding up my empty shot glass, I nod at Sarah to come my way. She instantly drops what she’s doing to come to me. “Give me another one.”
Snatching my empty glass away, she smiles and nods over to Cale and Hemy working their shit on the girls in the back corner. “Shouldn’t you be over there showing them how it’s done?” She laughs while pulling out a bottle of Jack and filling a new shot glass. “They’re both looking a little tired and worn down. You know how bachelorette’s are; last night of freedom and all.”
I turn around in my stool and look at the two idiots. Cale is standing on a couch grinding his cock in some girl’s face while wiping sweat from his forehead. Hemy has some girl on the floor, rolling his body above hers, but he’s moving in a rhythm slower than the music.
Tired? How the fuck can they . . .
“Yeah, well give me another shot and then I’ll show them what’s up.”
“I’m sure you will, Slade. Keep slamming these back and I might be showing you what’s up later.” She pushes the shot of Whiskey across the bar and I grab it. “Go ahead. Drink up.” She winks.
Smirking, I hold the glass to my lips. She already knows how I work. “We’ve already had our night, Sarah.” I tilt the glass back and run my tongue over my lips, slowly, just to remind her of how I pleasured her. This causes her to swallow hard and her breathing to pick up. “It was hot as fuck too.” I slide the glass forward and stand up. “But it goes against my rules.”
Her eyes linger down to the very noticeable bulge in my jeans. She smiles while running her finger over the empty glass. “Good to know I can at least still get you hard.”
I toss down a twenty and start backing away. “Baby, you get every man hard.” I point to the awkward looking guy that has been staring at her since I sat at the bar. “Especially that dude.”
She glances at the scrawny dude with glasses and forces a smile. He smiles back and leans over the bar, awaiting conversation. “I so hate you, Slade,” she growls and I love it. Growling turns me on.
“That’s all right. I’m used to it.”
She tosses a straw at me and I knock it away with my h
and before turning around and making my way over to the bachelorette party.
The girls are tossing back drinks; some of them standing on tables while a few of them are watching from afar. Those are usually the married ones; the good fucking girls. That’s all right though, because I don’t need to touch them to pleasure them. They’ll still get off.
As I’m about to show my boys up, to my right, I notice two girls dancing and minding their own business. Instantly, my focus goes to the curvy body that is swaying back and forth, drawing my cock to instant attention. It’s so seductive it makes my cock hurt.
Skin tight blue jeans mold to her every curve, making me imagine what it would be like to run my tongue over that tight little ass; to taste every inch of her.
Letting my dick do the talking, I walk up to the dance floor, grab the drink out of her hand and set it down on the table beside me.
She looks pissed off, but that’s all right. Pissed is sexy as hell on her. It makes me want her more. Her eyes stray from the table I just set her glass on and land on my stomach. Then my chest. Then, slowly, up to my face. She swallows and a look of lust flashes in her eyes. She wants me and I haven’t even done anything yet.
Holy fuck. She is beautiful.
My eyes trail from her long blonde hair that stops just below her breasts up to her red pouty lips. Damn, I want to suck those between my lips. She’s looking at me through long, thick lashes and even in the dimmed lighting; I can see that she has two different colored eyes. I can’t make out the colors, but I can see the shade difference.
So fucking hot.
“Umm . . .” She smiles and runs her hand through her hair. “Can I help you with something? We kind of have a private party going on here.”
Taking a step closer, I lean in and brush my lips over her ear. “Yeah, I can help you with something,” I whisper. “I can help you with a lot of things.”
Her breathing picks up and I already know that I have her. It’s that fucking simple. “I’m sorry, but I don’t even know you.” She takes a step back, but her eyes trail down my body before coming back up to meet my face. She looks nervous. I love that. I can teach her a few things. “And I was drinking that.”
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