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“Coming,” Linc shouts back. His lips brush against mine softly and he mutters, “I'll be home in one hour.” He turns away and I glance over to Kate, who is winking and waving at me from the back seat of the car. Giggling, I give her a wave back.
20
C
At the flower shop, I quickly water all the flowers and then retrieving a scale, I go to the hiding place and weigh out a half an ounce of the marijuana Purple Gum, named that because of its highly potent purple sticky leaves. The smell of it overtakes the whole area and I can’t help but take a deep breath. I love the smell of it.
Driving to the ball field, I make it just under the thirty minutes I told Blake I’d be there.
“Hey, sexy,” he sings, walking up to the truck as I get out. Blake is a pitcher on the local baseball team, but is benched this season for an elbow injury that required surgery. He is a toned, muscular guy with dark hair, emerald, green eyes, and the sexiest smile I have ever seen. I went to a few of his games last year before he was hurt and watched girls literally throw their panties and bras at him when he went out onto the field, that's how good-looking this guy is.
“Hi, Blake, you guys having a party or something? This is more than you usually get?” I ask, handing him the baggie.
“Yep. You wanna come over?” he invites, running his hands seductively around mine, lifting it to his lips, and kissing it before he takes the baggie from it.
“Ah, sorry I can't, I'm meeting someone in a little bit,” I answer.
“Lucky man.” He chuckles, handing me the $190.00 in cash. I roll my eyes at him.
“I didn't say it was a man.”
He quirks his eyebrows up and leans into my ear and whispers, “Well then, when your done with your meeting, call me.” He steps back and runs his eyes up and down my body and groans. I know every woman in this town would jump on that proposal, but he doesn't give me the shivers like Linc does. I have to admit though, just the fact he would even want to be with me makes me feel pretty good.
“I'll keep that in mind.” I laugh nervously, getting back into my truck.
“You do that,” he says with a white-toothed grin. Shutting my truck door, he gives it a little pat and turns, walking away into the darkness.
After stopping for gas, I’m finally on my way back home. Pulling into the condo parking lot, I see Linc's car is there. I park the truck, turning off the engine. I sit there a little while, my emotions in turmoil. Part of me excited, wanting to run upstairs and jump his bones, but another part so scared it's all I can do to not start the truck and speed away. “Am I really ready for what’s going to happen?” I ask myself. Taking a deep breath, I get out of the truck and head into the building. Opening the main door, I find Linc sitting on the bottom stair of the entryway.
“Get your flowers watered?” he asks. I just nod. Something about his tone and the way he’s grinning seems off, but before I can fully assess what’s different, he says, “Come on.” Standing, he steps aside for me to go ahead of him up the stairs.
21
LINCOLN
Heading up to my condo, I can't wait to slide my dick in her. I've already decided on the way here I'm just gonna fuck her and chuck her. She's spoiled, defiant, smart-mouthed, and dangerous. But the lying nailed it for me. After I dropped Billy and his grandmother off at her house, I quickly drove to the flower shop. I was pleased when I saw her truck there, thought maybe she was telling the truth. I had parked across the street in an alley beside the diner in the darkness, watching for her to leave. When she did, I followed her to a ball field. Parking across the street, I got out my night-vision binoculars and watched as a guy pawed all over her during a weed sale. She didn't pull away from him and I could tell by his reaction she didn't reject his advances either. I risked the club in her honor, and she lies to me! I read her wrong, her teasing me with her sweet cunt has me thinking we are more than we are. I'm doubting my intuition, this girl has me off my game and I have not been seeing her for what she really is, a dick-teasing, manipulative cunt. Hell, she probably isn't even really a virgin, probably just been fucking little dick motherfuckers. This game we’ve been playing is just that, a game and nothing more.
Back in my condo, I don't give her time to get comfortable. I don't want to talk; I just want to fuck. To get what we both desire out of the way so we can move on with our lives. I can't wait to watch her scream and if she really is a virgin, then watch her bleed as I shove my dick in her as hard as I can. Grabbing her from behind, I lean her back into my chest. Running my hand up her throat to her chin, I hold her head up as I nip a trail down the skin of her delectable neck to her collarbone and then back up to her ear. “Do you know how bad I want you, Kitten?” I whisper, my teeth grazing the round cartilage of her ear. She purrs that sound that makes my dick twitch, and it pisses me off that what I thought was bullshit I just spewed in her ear, is in fact true. Spinning her around to face me, I grab the hem of her shirt, yanking it over her head and off her body. Reaching behind her, I unhook her bra. Sliding it off her arms, it falls to the floor. Removing my shirt, I grab the sides of her head, pulling her lips to mine, parting them with my tongue.
I explore every inch of her mouth. My hands glide down over her shoulders to her back, pulling her into me harder so I can feel the warmth of her soft tits against the hard muscles of my chest. Running my fingers down her hips to the top of her jeans, I break the kiss and drop down in front of her. I unbutton and push her jeans down her legs. “Put your hand on my shoulders,” I say, looking up at her. She obeys and I remove her sandals and jeans. Holding her legs, I kiss my way up to her pretty pink lace panties. Scrunching the thin material in my hands, I rip them apart, throwing the torn scraps aimlessly in the air. “Let’s see how wet you are,” I mutter against her mound.
Dipping my head between her legs, I use my tongue to spread her folds. The taste of her arousal makes my dick harden; the thick, angry red head now visible above the waistband of my sweatpants. She lets out a gasp as I lick a hot wet trail from her pussy to her clit. Her legs go weak, and I have to reach out and grab her thighs to keep her from falling. Standing up, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the pile of large feather pillows I had placed in front of the fireplace while waiting for her to get here. Their cool softness touches her skin and causes her to purr when I lie her down. “Spread your legs, let me see your cunt,” I order, looking down at her as I slip off my sweatpants and boxers. She looks up at me through the long lashes of her hooded eyes, her lust-filled high making her question if she heard my crudeness right. I drop down beside her, spread her legs and crawl between them.
Pushing her knees up, I sink my mouth down on her clit, twirling my tongue around it, she moans and squirms. “Linc, please,” she begs.
“You ready?” I ask.
“Mmmmm,” she purrs.
Sitting up, I push her knees back up to her hips and crawl between them. Reaching over to the fireplace hearth, I grab the condom packet I put there earlier. Ripping it open with my teeth, I slide it on in record time. Stroking my cock, I place it at her entrance, rubbing it through the wetness. She lies beneath me, her eyes closed, her body flushed and ready. “I think this is kinda like taking off a Band-Aid...you just rip it off,” I say out loud, plunging into her with one hard thrust. She screams the most blood-curdling scream I have ever heard. My dick hits her back wall and I'm not even halfway in. I don't stop, I can’t. I don't want to think about any feelings I may have for her. I thrust in and out of her in a steady rhythm.
She pushes her palms against my chest, trying to push me back. “Please, it hurts, not so hard,” she cries.
“No pain, no gain, baby,” I sing back to her, grabbing her hands, pushing them down to the floor, holding her down. “God, your fucking tight. I guess you are a virgin. Well, was a virgin.” A malicious grin spreads across my face. She scrunches her face at my words and tries to raise up, but I place my hands on her shoulders, pushing her back down. Holding her there, I taunt, “I'm gonna sit up so I can watch my dick fuck your sweet little pussy, and your gonna stay lying down like this...you know, like furniture. Where I put you.”
Then with a sarcastic smile, I sit up and look down to where our bodies meet and I see the blood, my dick is slick with it.Fuck!I look back up to her face. Her eyes are squeezed tightly closed, tears seep from the corners of her eyes and roll down her temples, landing on her hair and the pillow beneath. Her breathing is shallow. She's not making a sound; I know she is silently praying for this to be over.What the hell am I doing? ...FUCK, I LIKE HER. I was just pissed at her. The Dingo shit, leaving my condo, not calling me, smarting off to me, but the lie about where she was going and that fucking guy kissing her hand, whispering in her ear, and undressing her with his eyes. It made me mad...so fuckingmad.Getting out of my head, I ease back my thrusts. Her tightness is a godsend, letting me go over the edge in two more short strokes. I come hard, my cum shooting out with so much force I swear it had to have broken the condom.
I quickly roll off her onto my back, shutting my eyes, trying to catch my breath, trying to process what I just did. I don't notice that she has gotten up. By the time I open my eyes, she has already grabbed her jeans, shoes, and purse, and is headed out the door naked and crying. I sit up and see blood smeared over my dick. Kitten's cries, her blood, and the pain I inflicted on her have made my brain fill with flashbacks of my father and the women he tortured while making me watch. He loved to hear them scream and bleed, he thought it was what women wanted. A hard fuck. I feel the bile coming up my throat and I run to the bathroom, getting to the toilet just in time. Fuck him. I am not like him. I never will be. He got off on hurting women. I hated him for that, I hated him for making me watch. I hated him for doing it to my mother.Forget it, Lincoln, you need to go check on her.
