Page 35 of Drowning
I snatch it away from him, closing my fingers around it, remembering how Seven choked her with it. Fuck. My cock hardens, straining against the inside of my zipper, making me uncomfortable.
"Damon, stay the fuck out of my house. This is your final fucking warning." I give him one last shove before Eli and I get back on our bikes and ride away, leaving Damon behind, staring at him in my side mirror.
The sound of sirens blares in the distance as we speed through the narrow streets, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Damon's smug expression flashes through my mind as I grip the handlebars tightly, my mind racing with ideas of how to keep Emerson safe from him.
I will fucking kill him.
As we finally arrive at the beach house, I notice Emerson sitting outside, her face streaked with tears. My heart aches at the sight of her, but seeing her with Seven, I know she can't be that heartbroken.
Eli and I quickly dismount our bikes, and I wrap Emerson in a tight hug, whispering reassuring words into her ear as I return her necklace.
As we sit on the porch, Emerson clutches the pearl necklace tightly, her eyes filled with fear and anger. I look at Eli, and we both know we need to take action.
"We got this, Little One. We're not gonna let him scare you anymore," I say firmly, and she looks at us with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Please leave it alone." She sniffles, trying to keep a serious expression despite her tears.
"I don't get why you won't let us fucking help you." Eli becomes angry, raising his arms and running his hands through his hair, making Emerson flinch.
I'm reminded of what she's been through—all the beatings, the assault, the forceful acts. And once again, my blood boils, wanting to kill the motherfucker who did this to her.
"This is my mess. I'll fix it," she says with confidence, no more tears streaming down her face.
Standing up, she walks away, leaving the three of us even more confused than before. We know she means business, but we don't know what she's capable of.
"It's bad enough that you two are fucking my baby sister, but don't you think you should've had my fucking back?"
"Eli, brother, that shit is not fair. We have your back," Seven huffs, attempting to reassure him despite the livid look in his eyes indicating how annoyed he is.
Eli walks away next, leaving Seven and me alone with our thoughts, trying to figure out what just happened and where we go from here.
We all know that we can't force Emerson to accept our help, but that doesn't mean we can just stand by and watch her suffer.
"This shit is too much. He's never going to stop."
"You're right, Seven, but let's forget about it for tonight. We have a girl with a broken heart who needs some cheering up." I smirk, fantasizing about filling every hole in Emerson's body, fucking every memory of Damon out of her.
It took a while, but Eli and Nova fled, wanting to be alone and away from anyone who wanted to fuck his sister.
Guilt still gnawed at me, knowing that I was destroying my best friend's daughter and claiming her tight, innocent cunt as mine. But the heart wants what it wants, and my cock wants what it wants, so I have to push the guiltwaythe fuck down.
Sitting around the bonfire on the beach, a bottle of Crown Vanilla is passed around among the five of us, with nothing but the crackling flames and splashing waves filling the humid atmosphere.
Each sip relaxes Emerson, and the insatiable look in her eyes soon drives me insane. Locking eyes with her, I lick my lips and pat my lap, rubbing my palm against my cock. Without saying anything, she gets up and walks over, planting her juicy ass exactly where it fucking belongs. Even in front of Seven, Stone, and Ace, she willingly rocks back and forth, making both of us feel good and turned on.
"I want you to do something for me, Little One," I challenge her, winking at the guys around the fire, waiting to see if she will.
"Anything for you, Daddy Kane," she purrs, and my cock jumps under her ass.
"You're going to be a good fucking girl for me, aren't you?" I reach under her ass and pull my cock through the slit in my bathing suit, sensing the desire in her heavily hooded eyes. Pushing her bikini to the side, I rub her cunt with myfingers, spreading her juices around, while the guys stare with fascination and drool on their lips.
"Right now, I am willing to do anything." Taking matters into her own hands, she grabs my cock and guides it to her pussy, sinking on it with a perfect arch in her back that exposes her tits to the guys.
I pull her hair to one side, kissing and biting the exposed skin on the side of her neck, and licking the pearl necklace.
The men gathered around the fire are ecstatic, their gaze fixed on the erotic display in front of them. Emerson's moans blend with the sound of the waves and the crackling of the fire to form a symphony of pleasure.
As we rock back and forth, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, I can't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. I know what we are doing is dangerous, but there is an undeniable thrill to indulging in this forbidden pleasure.