by Ryan Michele
“Absolutely.”
Turning around, I closed my eyes and began to grind against him. At least I turned him on—that much I could tell. Sweat began streaming down my body, while Blake’s hands groped every inch of me. I didn’t stop him. I wasn’t going home with him, but it was nice to feel wanted.
Suddenly, strong arms pulled me from Blake’s grip. My eyes flew open to see Deke standing in front of me.
“Hey man, go find your own,” Blake barked behind me. My eyes were glued to the blue ones staring in front me.
“Fuck off,” Deke growled, his eyes never leaving mine.
Blake’s hand gripped my arm tightly, pulling my attention away from Deke. “Come on.”
“Ow. Stop!” I yelled, trying to yank my arm out of his grasp.
“Let. Her. Fucking. Go.” Deke’s low rumble turned into one of the scariest things I had ever heard. There was something else laced in his voice. But Blake didn’t seem to want to back down.
“She’s been practically dry humping me out here. She’s mine.”
“Fuck off. I haven’t been doing shit. I’m not going home with you!” I yelled.
“You heard the lady, now piss off.”
“You fucking bitch.” Blake’s grip got tighter before shoving me into Deke’s arms.
Deke caught me and steadied my feet before his entire body changed, becoming stiff and unyielding. He stepped in front of me, and I couldn’t help but touch his back, pulling on his shirt, and holding for dear life. “Deke, come on,” I tried yelling over the music.
My words fell on deaf ears as Deke’s arm flew out, his hand connecting with Blake’s chin. Blake instantly fell hard on the floor, gripping his face. Three mountainous bouncers came from out of nowhere, pulling Blake up off the ground.
“Get him out of here now,” Deke instructed the guys.
With nods, the very large men dragged Blake off the dance floor. Deke grabbed my hand, pulling me along. Directing me through the crowd, he pushed through a large door with me hot on his heels. I hated to admit it to myself, but I wanted to follow him.
After getting through the door, Deke slammed it shut. Grabbing me, he pushed me against it, meeting my eyes. My breath caught, no words coming out of my mouth. He was so close. “Are you okay?” Deke’s soft tone caught me off guard. I thought with all the anger rolling off him, his words would be harsh, but I was wrong.
“I’m fine,” I whispered breathlessly.
“You sure?” Deke’s hand grazed the spot where Blake had gripped my arm. Looking down, I could see the red handprint imprinted on my arm, but I could feel the electrifying tingle from Deke’s touch, which was so much better than the angry red marks.
“Yeah. I’m okay.”
Deke’s hand grazed my cheek, pushing the hair behind my ear ever so slowly. I felt my heartbeat pick up its pace and my breath hitch. Staring into his eyes, I could once again see the boy I’d left all those years ago.
9
Deke
Vann’s body trembled from my touch, her lips slowly parting as she inhaled. I took that as my cue. My fingers threaded through the back of her beautifully soft, long hair and gave a small tug.
Vann’s eyes opened wide as she gasped. I didn’t wait for her words. I needed to taste her. Plunging my lips onto hers, I coaxed them open, sliding my tongue in with ease. Her response was immediate, her tongue following mine, move for move.
Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her close to me. Her beautiful breasts crushed against my chest. I needed to get her naked and under me. Now.
Vann’s arm wrapped around my neck, while the other hand thread through the back of my hair causing an immediate moan to escape my throat. Her hands kneaded my scalp, massaging as we continued to kiss.
Kissing was never like this for me. It was always a means to an end, but kissing Vann … I could do it forever. Shaking those thoughts, I focused on the incredibly hot woman pressed up against me.
Vann’s body went completely lax against mine, falling into me quickly. She pushed her body against mine, no doubt feeling my hard as a rock cock against her, but I fully controlled the kiss. I took her deeper inside my mouth as if I could crawl inside her and stay.
All thoughts of being pissed at her for leaving me dissipated into thin air. Nothing mattered, but this moment … with her. I wanted to envelop her. I wanted to show her that I learned quite a bit from my teenage years. Vann abruptly pulled away. “Deke. Stop.”
“Baby, you don’t want me to stop any more than I do.” Vann’s hands pushed against my chest, but I didn’t let her move an inch. She wasn’t getting away. Not this time.
“You need to. This can’t happen.”
“Why not? It’s happened before.”
“We were kids then.”
“And now I’m all grown up. I’ve learned quite a few things, and I can’t wait to show you.” My lips began moving again.
“I bet you have.” Vann groaned. “We can’t.”
“Yes. We can.” Pulling Vann’s beautiful lips to mine, I devoured her. The rigidity present a few seconds ago left in a flash. Vann’s soft lips battled mine. My hands began to explore her gorgeous body.
She was nowhere near the girl she was our first time. She was all woman with curves that were driving me crazy. Reaching under her shirt, I went straight to her tits. As I rubbed and groped, I lost it. I needed to see her. Ripping her shirt over hear head, I pulled her breasts out of her bra, but kept it latched causing them to be on display for me. Like a prize.
Lavishing each one, I sucked, nipped, and bit, reveling in the feel of her. Grabbing her around the waist, I pulled her over to my desk. Vann’s small gasp made me smile.
Swiping my arm across my desk, everything went flying in a heaping mess to the floor. Vann’s eyes widened as I smiled. Laying her across the desk, I kissed her deep and hard following with kisses along her jawline and neck. Her moans and mews are causing my dick actual pain—pain that needed to be relieved.
Kissing down her body, I paid special attention to her breasts then continued down to the button of her jeans. Vann’s hand clasped mine, and I couldn’t help but feel dread that she was going to make me stop. I didn’t know if I could.
Making eye contact with her, I asked, “You okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered, removing her hand.
Continuing my work, I slowly pulled her jeans and underwear down her legs. The beautiful sight of her blew me away... She was bare, pink, and perfect.
“I need to taste you, Vann.”
Vann
I groaned deep in my throat at his words.
Oh God, the things this man did with his mouth. He was no longer the boy I first had sex with who had no idea how to put on a condom. Deke knew the exact places to kiss me, sending shockwaves through my body. It was like the past five years vanished, and we were exactly where we needed to be.
Being laid out on his desk, I was a buffet ready for him to feast. I’d loved this man for years, and now he would finally be mine once again.
“Lift your knees and rest your feet on my desk. Spread wide for me.” Without even thinking, I did exactly as he said, opening myself up for him. Deke kissed a trail right down to my pussy and began his assault. And what a beautiful assault it was.
I couldn’t keep my body from moving. With every lick and nip Deke gave me, I wanted more and more. “Deke,” I whispered, my voice coming out soft and breathless.
“What’s wrong? Not enough?” He chuckled.
“No, it’s not enough,” I groaned. He was doing everything he could to drive me crazy, but not giving me the relief I desperately needed. Reaching down I gripped his hair, trying to maneuver him exactly where I needed him, but he was not cooperating.
If anything, he was resisting my pulls. Damn. Deke slowly inserted a finger inside me as he continued to work on me with his mouth. Every thrust in and out sent me closer to the edge. If he would just move …
Deke pulled my clit into his mouth and
began sucking … hard. My entire body went off like fireworks. One explosion right after the other sent me into convulsions right there on his desk. “Deke!”
Coming down from euphoria, I had to grip the desk to make sure I was really grounded. I felt Deke kiss the inside of my thigh as he moved above me. “That was hot.”
“It felt hot.”
Deke’s mouth slammed down on mine, crushing my lips into his. The desire that I thought was wrung out from that last orgasm was in full force again. My pussy clenched with each pounding movement of his lips. Tasting myself on his tongue only made me want him more.
I wanted to see him. Reaching down to the hem of his shirt, he stopped me. “No,” he said boldly.
“Why not?”
“Because I said no.” What the hell? I could be fully naked and laid out on his desk, but he wouldn’t take his damn shirt off.
A feeling in the pit of my stomach told me something wasn’t right, but in the moment, I just didn’t give a shit. Instead of his shirt, I reached down for his pants, unbuttoning them and sliding them down.
“Don’t worry, it’ll fit.” Deke’s voice came out as if he was reading my thoughts. His cock was nothing like I remembered. He was big—huge—and right now, it was as if I wrote about him in my books, hoping for my fantasies to come true.
“You sure about that?” I eyed him wearily.
“Yeah. It’ll feel good. I promise.” Smiling up at him, I watched as he fitted the condom over himself. It barely fit, and I couldn’t help but panic a bit.
Deke brushed his lips against mine. “It’s okay.” His kisses continued to be rough, and I loved every minute of it.
Feeling Deke’s cock at my entrance, I closed my eyes, enjoying every second. This was what I wanted for so long, and it was finally here. I needed this. I needed him. Pulling away from his mouth, my eyes captured his. I swear I saw something in his for a brief moment before he diverted his gaze.
Deke pushed fully inside of me and I couldn’t help but gasp. I had never felt so full before. It was as if he was pushing against my insides, hitting spots I didn’t know existed, but so happy he found them.
My hips began falling into sync with Deke’s thrusts, and he was right, I could take all of him. “Deke!”
“You like that?”
“God, yes.” Deke began pumping relentlessly inside me causing my body to coil, ready to spring at any second.
Closing my eyes, I relished in the feeling.
“Come Vann.” Looking up at him, he read my mind. “You can come. Come. Now.”
And I did, screaming his name throughout the small office. My body flew off into another world. The electricity coming out of it was burying me alive. I felt my body jump and move. I had no control over it. It was flying on pure instinct, my brain totally shutting off.
I felt Deke’s dick grow even thicker inside of me, which I didn’t think was possible. With a few more solid thrusts, he threw his head back, groaning, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying.
Coming back down to Earth, I looked up at Deke’s beautifully chiseled face. His blue eyes met mine, and for a moment, I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. “Thanks, I needed that.” Deke pulled out of me, disposing of the condom while pulling up his pants.
“Yeah, thanks,” I said, scrambling off the desk in search of my clothes, the air in the room changing and not for the better. What was once lust and passion was now something else that I couldn’t put my finger on. I just knew I needed to get dressed. Now.
With my back to Deke, I threw all my clothes on, just wanting to get it covered up, somehow feeling unbelievably exposed.
“That was great, Vann. Only a few more times and you’ll be worked out of my system.” Deke’s words cut right through me.
Ice flushed through my body, making it impossible for me to move. He wanted to work me out of his system? I stood there, mute, not able to find my voice, the shock seeming to have eaten it up.
“That was so much better than our first time, don’t ya think? You were so responsive, following all my directions. That was seriously hot. I can’t wait for round two.”
“Wait.” I turned, looking him square in the eye. “You want to work me out of your system?”
Deke’s stare was intense, but I didn’t shy away. I gave it back tenfold. “Yeah. That way we can both move on. We had so much that was unfinished; we need to finish and be done with it.”
Shaking my head, I said in disbelief, “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead serious. You came all the way back here, and you can’t tell me that it’s not been on your mind.”
Hurt and anger surged through me, but I found I liked the anger better. Who in the hell did he think he was?
“You asshole! What the fuck is your deal? First, you never tell a woman you want to ‘work her out of your system’ by fucking her, at least not this woman. Second, what makes you think for a minute that I will go along with this idiotic, second-grade scheme? Huh?” I began edging closer to him, but what I once felt was attraction had evaporated, and all I wanted to do was kick his fucking ass. “You’re out of your fucking mind!”
Deke laughed. “You’re so hot when you’re mad.”
“Fuck you. You can shove this ‘plan’ of yours up your ass because it’s not happening. You want to work me out of your system? I’ll help you with that. I’m out of here.”
Reaching for the door handle, Deke’s voice boomed, “Wait!” My body immediately halted as if Deke’s command demanded my obedience. “You’re not going anywhere.”
I swung around to face him. “The hell I’m not. You don’t own me, and you will never have me.”
“I just did.” Deke smirked.
“It’ll be the last time. Didn’t you say you needed closure? There it was. One last fuck before we part ways … how Romeo and Juliet of us. Too bad you’re not dying at the end of this story.”
“I don’t know why you’re so bent out of shape. I don’t usually fuck women more than once, and I’m offering you that. You should be grateful.”
“Grateful? Are you fucking kidding me?”
“No.”
He so did not get it. What in the hell happened to him? “Deke, I wouldn’t fuck you again if you were the last man on the planet. Go find someone else to be your ‘toy,’ ‘cause it’s not me.” Deke grabbed my arm as I flinched away.
“You don’t touch me…ever again.”
“Oh. I’ll touch you and you’ll beg for it.”
“Now you’re in dreamland.”
Deke leaned in close to my ear, “I’m not dreaming. It will happen.” His words sending shivers down my spine, but I refused to let them show. “Come on, we can both get off, have some fun, and move on. You know it’s the best scenario.” Deke actually sounded like he meant what he said.
What the hell was he thinking? How dare he think I would go along with a plan like this. No woman would agree to this … would they?
Deke knew how to kiss, but he’d probably kissed many women throughout the years. The thought made my heart ache. If he would have just called and talked to me, then we wouldn’t be in this position right now.
But, I wouldn’t do this to myself. I deserved better.
Grabbing the door handle, I wretched my arm away and pulled the door open with as much force as I could muster and headed straight back to the bar. The crowd was still in full force, but I ignored every single one of them. I didn’t want to see any of them, not to mention I probably looked like I’d just been fucked. I needed a drink.
Pushing my way up to the bar, I called Ace over and ordered tequila. Lots and lots of tequila. I began shooting, not giving two shits what any of these people thought.
“Hey babe. Need a partner?”
Turning, Z was standing behind me. “Go away,” I barked at him.
“Come on, cuz. What’s the deal? Why you drinking all by yourself?”
“Get. Lost,” I bit off, turning around to do anothe
r shot. I motioned to Ace, handing him a fifty. “Keep ‘em coming.”
Z pushed his way in next to me, and shit if that didn’t piss me off. “Come on, Vann. You’ve had enough.”
“I’m a big girl. I can handle it.” Bringing the glass to my lips, the cool liquid burned on its way down my throat. Every shot made Deke disappear just a little bit more.
“What happened with you and Deke?”
“Nothing,” I growled, taking another shot.
“Doesn’t look like nothing.”
Turning, I glared at him. “What the hell does that mean?”
“Whoa … pull it in, tiger.” Z’s hands went up as if in surrender, and I wanted to punch him, too, just for being a man. Turning back to the bar, I waved at Ace, who poured me another shot, which I quickly downed. The ‘forget about Deke juice’ was losing its flair. I needed more.
“What the hell happened to you?” Kinsley yelled at my side, making me cringe.
“Nothing.”
“To hell with nothing. What. Did. You. Do?” Kinsley bit out as if she was mad. She had no right.
“I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do.”
“Did you screw him in the office?” I ignored Kinsley, motioning to Ace again. Kinsley would know. Nothing got past her, but fuck it, I didn’t have to justify anything to anyone. If I wanted to fuck Deke on top of his desk, I’d do it. And fuck if Z had a problem with it.
“It’s about time,” Z’s voice boomed.
My head whipped around, catching him a bit off guard. “About time for what?”
“For you two to hook up.”
“Yeah … I’m so happy that it happened.” The sarcasm spewed from me while I rolled my eyes.
“Was he that shitty?” Damn Kinsley always cutting to the chase.
Staring at her, I said, “No. It was actually great until he opened his mouth at the end. Now. I’m done with him.”
“You are not done with me,” Deke said from behind me.
Blowing out a deep breath, I faced him head on. “I’m so done with you. I don’t want to see you again. You’re a pompous ass.”
