by Stacy-Deanne
this?”
“Oh, Kevin.” No need in denying or fighting her desire. Something about Kevin made her lose all control whenever he touched her.
“You want me to fuck you?” He grunted with raised brows and a red face. “Say it!”
“Yes.” No man had ever been as forceful with her but she gladly welcomed the experience. “God yes, Kevin. Fuck me. When you fuck me nothing else matters.”
He pulled her skirt up to her waist and ripped her thin panties off.
Shit. I just bought these. Who gives a shit?
“Ah!” Alexis sucked her lip. “Oh…oh. I’m so wet I could drown us.”
“I bet I can get you wet enough to fill this goddamn room.” He got on his knees and turned her around so her ass faced him. “Bend down.”
She did as he delivered soft kisses to her buttocks. “Oh yes, Kevin.”
“You wanna get wetter, huh?” He licked her butt cheek. “You’re about to get wetter than you’ve ever been.” He shoved his warm face into her ass and probed her asshole with his tongue.
“God,” she shrieked. “That feels so good, Kevin.” She rocked against his tongue. “Suck my ass! Like that.”
“Hmm.” He held the sides of her legs as he licked his tongue up and down her asshole, gently. “Your ass tastes almost as good as your pussy.” He kissed her butt cheeks again then went back to working her hole.
“Yes, like that.” Bent over, she unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. She slid them and his white jockeys halfway down to his knobby knees. She chuckled at the sight of them then focused on his thick erection. “Keep sucking me, Kevin.”
“Shit I wouldn’t stop if the building were on fire.” He sat down on his ass, not breaking a stride with his tongue.
She didn’t know how he managed to get his mouth in between her cheeks and sucked as if it were her pussy. “Ah!” The powerful sensation overtook her and she screamed out before she knew it. “Don’t stop.” She stroked his dick then spit
on the tip.
“Mm yeah.” He stopped sucking her. “Spit on that dick again.”
She spit another nice, fat glob on it. “You like that?”
“Oh yes. I like feeling your spit running down my cock.” He moaned and went back to sucking her ass. “Suck me, Lexi,” he mumbled from between her cheeks.
Even though it wasn’t the most comfortable position, Alexis couldn’t resist how tempting it was to see his dick pointed straight up at her. “I feel like it’s calling me,” she joked.
“It is,” he mumbled. “It wants to come between those beautiful lips of yours.”
“Then let me oblige.” Alexis took him into her mouth like a vacuum hose.
“Ooh my god.” Kevin jolted and jerked. “Yes, Lexi.” He moved his tongue lower and began tickling her pussy with it.
“Ooh, shit.” Alexis fondled her clit as she roughly sucked his dick.
“Yes.” Kevin stuck his tongue up her, slurping her wetness. “Keep sucking that dick, baby. Keep on.”
“Umm-hmm.” She sucked and every bit of him tasted like candy. The smooth shaft massaged the inside of her jaws.
“I’m gonna come.” He propped his knee up, rocking. “Shit, Lexi.”
She took her mouth from his dick. “Keep sucking my pussy.”
He groaned then followed her command once again.
“I want us to come in each other’s mouths.” She shoved her mouth back on his dick and moved it up and down. She tickled the tip with her tongue.
“Fuck.” Kevin slammed his fist to the carpet. “I can’t hold it, Lexi.”
“Oh I’m gonna cum.” She leaned up, pushing her fingers against her tender clit. “I’m coming, Kevin. Put your mouth on me!”
He swiped his tongue against her pussy then nibbled on the lips.
“Yes!” Alexis tightened up, ready to release the orgasm that already had her knees weak.
“Put your mouth back on me,” Kevin demanded. “Let’s see who comes first.”
“You will.” She clamped her lips on him once again, moving her tongue all around his shaft until she felt his buildup. “Yeah.” She let his dick go but kept her mouth directly in front of it. “You gonna come, huh?” She squealed as she neared her orgasm at 100 miles per hour. “Come for me, damn it!”
“I’m coming.” Kevin let out a loud groan then shot his thin, clear cum toward her face. “Ah!”
“Yes.” She closed her eyes, reveling in the sexual shower. “Yes.”
“Damn.” He squirted one last drop upon her nose.
“You taste so damn good.” She licked his running cum from her lips then her body reminded her of how good his mouth felt. “Yes, Kevin!” She reached back and placed her hand on his head as he nibbled her clit. “Right there…yeah. Ooh. Keep eating my pussy like that…oh…my god!”
“Yeah, come,” he said, still licking. “Come damn it!”
“Oh…ah!” Alexis released and felt something shoot out of her. “I squirted!” She huffed and puffed, desperate to balance herself. “Let me look at you. I wanna see my cum on your face.” She turned around to see Kevin’s handsome face glistened from her wetness. “Hmm.” She grabbed his head and pushed his lips to hers.
Chapter Twenty
Alexis lay on the carpet with Kevin, holding his waist. His shirt hung off his shoulders and his pants were down to his ankles. Alexis’ blouse fell off one arm and her breasts dangled from her lacey black bra.
She moved her leg from around his waist. “How did we get in this position?” she whispered, her pussy still tingling for more. “Literally?”
“I don’t know.” He panted. “I can’t control how I feel around you.” He coughed into his hand. “I didn’t plan it, it just happened. I was mad.”
Alexis leaned up on her elbow. “This is how you react when you’re mad?”
He closed his eyes and licked his lips.
“Well.” She grinned. “I’ll have to try my best to make you mad again, won’t I?”
He leaned up. “Did you…” He glanced at her breasts. “Enjoy it?” A drop of sweat trailed down his chiseled chest.
“What do you think?” She placed his hand on her chest. “Can’t you feel my heart pounding against yours?”
He lowered his hand and fondled her nipple. “Your nipples are still hard.” He moaned.
“Can’t you feel how much my mouth is begging you to kiss me again?”
He turned red.
“You’re blushing.” She climbed on top of him and kissed him, anxious to feel him inside her again.
He swept his hands underneath her hair. “This is what life is about, Lexi.” He kissed her. “It’s about being with someone who truly cares or there’s no reason for living.”
“I know.” She propped her elbows on his stomach. “I’m sorry for how I treated you concerning Brett’s murder.”
“Sh. I’m so glad you’re back. You bring excitement to this town that I’ve missed. You’re unpredictable.” He stroked her hair. “And this town is so—”
“Predictable?”
“Yep. It’s the same people doing the same things. Even me. I kinda felt like I was stuck in this lifeless cycle before you came back.”
She kissed his nipple. “I thought you loved your life.”
“I like the position my life is in now.” He rubbed his eye. “Not sure if that’s the same as loving life.” He moved his hand from her hair. “Of course I don’t like being Grant’s puppet but I guess that’s the price, right?”
She moved a strand of hair from her face. “I’m sorry I said that.”
He looked away from her.
“That was an awful thing for me to say.” She patted his chest. “I can be a real bitch sometimes.”
“You had a point.” He guided her head back to his chest. “You’re not the only person who sees me that way.” He wrapped his arms around her. “Everyone in this town thinks I’m Grant’s puppet. Even he does.”
“You don’t need him, K
evin.” She kissed his chest. “As long as you believe that then everything is okay.”
“Sometimes I feel like I’m in bed with the devil.”
She kissed his stomach, feeling as though they existed only for this moment.
“Grant has given me so much that it’s not easy to walk away.”
She lifted her head. “Do you want to walk away?”
Would I be enough for you to?
He leaned up. “Before you showed up I didn’t have any regrets about anything in my life, including Grant. You’ve made me wanna reevaluate everything. It needed to happen but I never would’ve done it if you hadn’t come along.”
“I had no right to try to make you feel bad for caring about Grant. I might hate him but he’s done good things for you and I had no right to expect you to feel a certain way just because I do.”
“No, I’m not stupid.” He sighed. “I know Grant’s not the most honorable man on the planet. I’ve heard rumors and whispers through the years.”
“Like what?” She moved off him and stuffed her breasts into her bra.
“I’ve heard that he’s done things to people. That he abuses his power and people are afraid of him. The same things you claim.”
“Wow.” She buttoned her blouse. “This is the first time I really understood the bond you have with him.” She kissed him, rubbing his cheek. “I never wanted you to get caught in the middle of any of anything.”
“I’ll make you a promise.” He took her hand and kissed it. “I won’t let Grant get between us. If it comes down to you or him, it’s you all the way.”
“Kevin.”
“No.” He laid his finger on her lips. “I love my job and appreciate everything Grant’s done for me but none of that is as important as you are.” He hugged her and kissed her cheek. “We’re in this together, Lexi. Just like we used to be.”
Her cell phone rang.
“Aw.” Kevin groaned, still caressing her. “Ignore it.”
“I can’t.” She got the phone from her pocket and answered, “Penelope, what’s up?”
“I got a call that the DNA results and prints came back on that hammer we found near Brett’s.”
“Yeah?” Alexis sat up.
“The blood on the hammer matches Brett’s.”
“Yes!” Alexis made a fist. “I knew it.”
“But the prints don’t match King’s.”
“What?”
“King’s prints weren’t anywhere on that hammer, Lexi.”
She looked at Kevin. “Then whose prints were on there?”
“Pete Newton’s.”
Chapter Twenty-One
“Please don’t be mad at me, baby,” Pete spoke on the phone in the recreational room of the jail. “I don’t know how this happened.”
“I know how it happened,” the woman screamed from the other end. “You’re a fuckin’ idiot! You didn’t wear gloves?”
“I…” He sobbed.
A guard watched him from across the room.
Pete’s stomach turned from anxiety. “Shit.” He fell against the wall. “I thought I was careful. I forgot about the DUIs I had. I forgot they had my prints on file.”
The lady breathed into the phone. “I can’t believe this.”
“It’ll be all right, babe. My lawyer will handle it and—”
“Handle what? Are you nuts, Pete? Are you this big of an idiot? You were arrested for murder!”
“But everything’s gonna be okay, baby.” He gripped the phone. “As long as we got each other than we can get through anything. I miss you so much. I need you to come and see me.”
“Are you out of your fuckin’ mind? I can’t be seen with you.”
“They won’t know you’re involved,” he whispered. “I just… I’m cracking and I need to see your beautiful face. I can’t hold you so I need to see your face. Please.”
“Pete—”
“Please just let me see your face. If I do then I know everything will be all right.”
“There is no way in hell that I’m coming to see you. As far as I’m concerned you no longer exist.”
“What?” His voice broke from sorrow. “You can’t mean that.”
“I’ve never meant anything more in my life. I cannot believe you could be so stupid and careless. I’m not spending the rest of my life in prison because you fucked up.”
“No…no.” He slid his hands down the cold wall. “Wait honey. Please.”
“No. It’s over, Pete.”
“It can’t be over.” He kicked the wall.
The guard headed toward him.
“I love you, damn it,” he yelled into the phone. “I love you! I did this for you,” he cried. “I fuckin’ did this for you!”
The guard grabbed him.
“Let go of me!” He struggled with the guard. “I love you,” he said into the phone. “Please—”
“It’s over,” she yelled. “Don’t call me and don’t even think about me.”
“No.” He slid to the floor. “Please, I did this for you. You said we’d be together.”
“That’s before I knew you were a fuckin’ idiot. Have a nice life in prison, asshole.”
Click.
“Faye?” He pushed the buttons on the phone. “Faye!”
The guard ripped the phone from Pete’s hand.
“No!”
The guard handcuffed him. “Faye.” Pete wept. “You can’t do this to me, Faye.”
* * * *
“Well, Mr. Newton.” Alexis entered the interrogation room with Penelope behind her. “Heard you wanted to speak to us?” Alexis studied his haggard face and distraught expression.
“Yeah.” He nibbled on his thumb while shaking his foot under the table.
They sat across from him.
“Well?” Alexis put her hands on the table. “Is this going to be worth our while or a waste of our time?”
“I wanna make a statement about Mr. Myers’ murder.” He wiggled in the dark green jumpsuit. “I want a deal before I talk.”
Alexis looked at Penelope who whispered to herself.
“Promise me I won’t get death.” He looked back and forth at them. “I accept what I did and I’ll do my time but I don’t want death.”
“We can’t promise you that,” Alexis said. “What we can do is try to help you if this information is worth it.”
“No.” He turned to the side. “Then forget it.”
“Pete,” Penelope said. “We know you killed Brett and you’re going to prison. That’s what’s gonna happen.”
He closed his eyes and mumbled.
“But you still have a chance to help yourself.” Penelope sat back. “If what you tell us is good then we promise you we’ll try our best to help you out.”
“What is it, Pete?” Alexis asked. “I can tell you’re tortured by something. I don’t think you’re a bad person.” She glanced at Penelope. “If you want to help us then you gotta tell us what’s going on.”
He touched his nose. “Okay. I did it.” He sniffed. “I killed Mr. Myers.”
Alexis sighed. “Why did you do it, Pete?”
“She…” He sobbed. “She said she loved me. I…” He gripped the table. “I did it for her. I didn’t wanna hurt him but I love her.” He batted his eyelids as tears fell. “She said we’d be together. She promised me we’d be together.”
“Who?” Penelope asked.
He whimpered. “Faye.”
Alexis gaped. “Faye Ramsey?”
He nodded.
“Well isn’t this getting interesting?” Alexis wiggled in the chair.
“Wait a minute.” Penelope pointed at him. “Are you saying that you killed Brett for Faye?”
“I didn’t wanna do it. I swear.” He wiped under his nose. “But she said she loved me.”
“So you’re dating Faye?” Penelope asked.
He scratched his head. “On the down low. We started hanging out a few months ago.” He wiggled his fingers. “She started co
ming to the Tate Valley Lounge and watching the band play. Pretty soon I’d look up and she was there all the time.” He dragged his finger down the table. “When I was playing I’d glance up and she’d be looking at me. She was so beautiful.”
“You had an attraction to her?” Penelope straightened in the chair.
“I knew of her,” he said. “But I never met her, you know? I knew she used to work with King’s dad.”
“So how did her coming to the lounge turn into you being an item?” Alexis asked.
“One night after a gig I had drinks with her and we had this instant attraction.” He rubbed his arm. “She liked everything about me. She listened to me and she actually wanted to spend time with me. I’d never had a woman like Faye to pay me that kind of attention. I was mesmerized. I couldn’t get enough of her. Anything she’d ask me, I’d do.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Penelope stared at him. “So how do we get to murder?”
“She said that Mr. Myers ruined her life. She blamed him for her being fired and for losing Kevin Reed.”
“She’s something else.” Alexis huffed.
“Faye felt that if Brett hadn’t told Cynthia then Kevin wouldn’t hate Faye and she might’ve ended up with Kevin.”
“You didn’t mind that she still wanted Kevin?” Alexis asked.
“She said she wasn’t in love with Kevin anymore.” He pulled at his fingers. “She said she would always have a soft spot in her heart for him but didn’t belong with him.”
“I bet by this time you were so gone over Faye you wouldn’t have cared if she wanted Kevin or not right?” Alexis whispered.
“So Faye wanted revenge.” Penelope hooked her arm over the back of her chair. “And she’d found someone more than willing to help her get that revenge right?”
“I didn’t want to hurt Mr. Myers. King’s one of my dearest friends and I love him.” He sighed. “But I’d become so consumed with Faye. When we were together, I’d get so high like I was on drugs. I’d never experienced feeling so wonderful and free in my life.”
