Page 37 of Coastal Runaway

“You’re going to watch in front of you. You’re going to watch all of those people down there who have no idea how much of a dirty little slut you are for me.” I slammed harder into her. I swear I felt her get wetter with every dirty sentence that came out of my mouth.

I guess Keegan still got weak for dirty talk. Noted.

Laying my palm across her bare ass, I reared back and landed a hard slap, knowing it was going to leave a mark. She screamed louder and whimpered, “yes,” as I landed another slap, slightly harder. I could feel her pussy starting to flutter around my cock.

“That’s it, baby girl, come for me,” I praised pumping and gripping her hair harder. With that movement, the fluttering in her pussy intensified and I knew she was done. Feeling her body respond to my brutal dominance and possession sent me over the edge in the most powerful orgasm that I had ever experienced. I fell forward, catching myself on my hands so I didn’t crush her beneath me while I tried to catch my breath.

Slowly, I pulled my dick out of her and disposed of the condom. Tucking myself back into my pants, I turned around to find Keegan on her feet, righting her dress.

The dress that I wanted to burn.

She looked at me and I couldn't read her expression. I took a step closer to her.

“Don’t.” She clipped, taking a step back, “this didn’t happen.”

I wanted to scream at her and ask ‘why the fuck not?’

I was so frustrated as other questions threatened to surface, but for her sake, I kept my thoughts to myself. I knew that this was going to be what she wanted. But it didn't stop the pain from seeping into my chest wondering why she left me standing like a love sick idiot in the driveway.

She’s going to run.

She made her way to the door, but hesitated when her hand was on the knob. Suddenly, she turned and quickly walked across the room, lunging to pull me into a hug. My arms looped around her waist and I held her tightly against me.

“Happy Birthday, Tig.” I whispered in her ear before placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

Then I watched as she pulled away, opened the door and disappeared down the dark staircase.

I pushed my way out of the club into the fresh air, letting it fill my lungs. I needed to let tonight truly sink in. I pulled out my phone to check my messages, not surprised to see a thread from Nolan.

Nolan

Bro, where did you disappear to?

Please tell me you found a girl and didn’t bail on my birthday to sit at home and study.

Have you seen Keegan? I can’t find her anywhere.

Nevermind, she just came back up from the dance floor. But seriously, are you okay? I’m getting worried.

I’m good. I found a girl and decided to let loose tonight.

Not technically a lie.

Nolan

THERE HE IS.

Glad you got a gift on my birthday.

I closed my messages and pulled up the Uber app. I knew I couldn’t go back in there and face Keegan in front of everyone.

What we did may have technically been anonymous but I could never forget the way she felt as she came apart for me. I spent the entire ride home getting my head on straight. I couldn’t let this consume me.

If Keegan ran again, she’d take my heart with her for good this time.

Everyone rolled back into the house around four in the morning. Since I was the first one home I took it upon myself to order a buffet of late night pizza, wings, chicken tenders, and fries.

The food was being devoured when Keegan appeared in the kitchen. She changed into light blue joggers with a matching cropped t-shirt. Her face was now clean of makeup and her hair was pulled into a messy bun on the top of her head.