Page 18 of Serpentine
“Fuck, why is that so hot?” she breathes, panting as she tries to catch her breath. “I might go to hell after this.”
I shrug. “That’s between you and your god, love.”
I reach behind her and turn the water on, using my hand to splash some on her swollen pussy. She moans, and I feel slightly revived by the sound, wanting more.
It wasn’t enough.
My fingers slip inside her. “You want more, you dirty little whore?” I ask.
She bites her lip and nods, but the door to the bathroom slams open, and I pause.
“We got problems, Pres. All hands on deck!”
Meaning there’s a fight about to erupt.
“Gotta go, love. The fun’s about to begin!”
I pull my fingers out but think better of rinsing them. Putting them before her face, I lift my brows in silent demand. “Suck, whore.”
She leans forward, swallowing them whole and giving me a brief show of just what I’d missed by not letting her suck my cock before I fucked her.
I groan, but Blaze’s voice, shouting outside, pulls me back to reality.
Pushing my cock back into my pants, I give the blonde one more backward glance as I leave her with her pussy bare, sitting freshly-fucked on the sink in the bathroom.
When I enter the central part of the bar, fists, chairs, and tables fly.
Fuck, I love tonight!
SEVEN
AELLA
I’ve never been on the back of a bike, but I try to do as Braxton says and move with him. It’s not so easy. With each turn, I feel like I’ll fall off, the bike will tip, and we’ll slide to our doom on the asphalt. Every so often, I remember I’m holding on to a man that I don’t know who kidnapped me. But my eyes are closed between those moments as the world whips past. I don’t know why he stole me out of the window, but I’m having the time of my fucking life.
The world can fuck off.
This is the best feeling in the entire universe.
He turns onto another road, and the grade changes. When I open my eyes, the woods are moving past in the darkness. We weren’t driving for long, and I soaked in each moment. But it’s nighttime, and a sinking feeling drops into my stomach as the road narrows.
Then, Braxton stops. He tilts the bike, pushing the kickstand out before he gets off. He outstretches his hand to me, and I take it. I’m wobbly-legged, and my ass is numb, but the thrill in my veins has me feeling like I’m floating on a cloud.
“That was amazing!” I squeal, forgetting myself.
Brax sets his helmet back onto the bike, looking me over apprehensively. “Tell me who you are. Tell me why you’re not found on Montague paperwork and haven’t been spotted with your father or fiancé in the last year.”
He looks at me. Something about that excites me more than the ride had.
His face tells me he’s not a man I should be in the woods with. He has a darker past than I can imagine fueling his every move.
“I don’t know what there is to say. I can’t entirely agree with how my father runs his business. I don’t want any part of it. As for Carter and I... I’ve been betrothed to him since middle school. He’s the son my father never had but wanted. He’s going to take what he wants off my back without even the decency of a good fuck before he does it.”
I don’t know where it came from, but the other man who had come into the room they were holding me in had assumed I was some arm-candy trophy bimbo, and I didn’t fucking like it.
Part of me wants him to know I don’t fuck Carter. I don’t want to think about the why right now.
Braxton steps into me, and my ass taps the bike. I’m pinned between a grumpy man and his ride, and his eyes are edging on insanity as he breathes me in.