AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Careful, Beck, your jealousy is showing.” The low rumble in her tone tells me I’ve struck a nerve.
“You fucking wish. I don’t give a shit whom you let beat that used up pussy.” She gasps but I’m not done. “I only give a fuck because if that limp dick, motherfucker is aroundmyson, I want to know about it.”
“Screw you! I’ve never done anything to you–” Before she can finish that fucking sentence, I veer off and leave the others to continue on and park on the side of the road. No street lights are visible, so the only lighting is from my headlights.
“Get the fuck out now!” I snap. We both climb out of the car and even though we are both fucking pissed off, we still close our doors quietly so we don’t wake Dawson. I storm around to her side of the car, ready to fucking let her have it but the dirty little liar launches herself at me, I catch her without a second thought and hold her against me. The second I realize what I’ve done I drop her and step back. She stumbles but rights herself quickly.
She smirks up at me and places her hands on her hips with a smug look on her face. “Hm, so you don’t like me and my beat up pussy, but you sure as shit didn’t hesitate for a split second to catch me.”
“Reflexes from playing football,” I grit out through clenched teeth.
“I’ll pretend that I believe you.” My nostrils flare in outrage as I close the space between us. I reach out to grab her and the bitch mocks me by tipping her head and giving me better access to her throat. “Go ahead, choke me, cuss me out, tell me how much you can’t stand the sight of me but this time, make sure when you say it your eyes don’t betray you.” The tremor in her voice alerts me to fact that she isn’t as unaffected by me as she wants me to think.
Game on!
Valance
I expect him to wrap his hand around my throat and spew his threats but he doesn’t. He cups my face between his large hands and lowers his head until his forehead rests against mine. He drops his mask and allows me to see the lust in his eyes, they burn with desire and my breath hitches at the sight.
His gaze bores into mine as his lips ghost over my own sending a shiver down my spine. “You still know how to get under my skin.” He darts his tongue out to moisten his lips and in turn licks my own forcing a gasp from me. He uses that to his advantage as he slants his mouth across mine and kisses me like a starved man. The moment his tongue flicks across mine and the taste of him hits my senses, I moan into his mouth. He shifts his hands, one on the back of my neck and the other on my lower back, as he pulls me flush against him. I wrap my arms around his neck and he thrusts his hips into me. I groan the second I feel how hard he is. I clench my thighs together to try to dull the ache between my legs. He moves his hand from my back to slip in between our bodies and cup my pussy through my leggings.
“Shit,” I rasp out at the feeling of having his hand there. He pushes us back until I’m flush against the side of the car. He shifts his hand and pushes inside my pants. A strangled moan comes from me when he pushes my panties to the side and runs a finger through my slick folds.
“Still so responsive,” he says huskily as he buries his face in the crook of my neck and begins to suck. I lull my head to the side to give him better access, moaning as he sucks my flesh into his mouth. He circles my clit with his finger and I’m powerless to stop the sounds from tearing out of me. “Spread your legs, I need better access to this little cunt,” he commands and like a junkie begging for her next hit, I do as he says knowing that he is the only who can have me seeing stars. He pushes his finger inside me and I gasp loudly. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
I whimper, “Beck, please.”
He leans his head back and stares down at me as he lazily pushes in and out of me. “What do you need, baby?” My lids flutter shut at the feelings he is invoking inside me. “Eyes on me always, Valance.” I snap them open and hold his gaze as he continues to pump in and out of me.
“I need more,” I cry out into the still nighttime air. He uses his thumb to apply pressure to my clit.
“Fuck.” I feel my pussy walls tightening on his finger. I’m seconds away from coming on his hand when he yanks his hand free, and I balk at him. His eyes darken as a sinister smirk graces his darkly handsome face. He wipes the finger that was just inside me across my face and forces a shudder to roll through his body.
“Still so fucking easy, Val. Now I know for sure you didn’t struggle the past four years.” My jaw unhinges as I stare up at him with wide eyes. “I mean, look how easy you gave that pussy up. Bet you sucked dick for a tenner, didn’t ya, baby?” Before my brain can register what I’m doing, I lash out and kick him right in the dick. Satisfaction like I’ve never felt before courses through me when he drops to his knees like a sack of shit, cupping his cock as he roars in pain. I wrench the car door open, grab his phone from the console and drop it on the ground in front of him as he spews out threats.
“Fuck you, Beckett! The only cock that has ever been in my mouth is yours, you fucking asshole!” I shout before I race around to the driver’s side. I jam the lock in place and quickly adjust the seat before I pull a U-turn and drive the fuck away. I glance back in the rearview mirror once to see him standing in the middle of the road looking like something out of a horror movie. “What the fuck did you do, Valance?” I whisper to myself.
The whole ride back to my flat, I spend berating myself for kicking him in the dick and stealing his car. I mean, I wasn’t a total bitch, I did make sure he had his phone so he could call his friends or an Uber. The moment I pull up outside my run-down apartment, it’s close to one in the morning and guilt is gnawing at me for leaving him back there. I know he deserves a dose of humility but he wasn’t wrong. I let him into my pants as easily as a hooker lets a guy fuck her face.
* * *
Carrying Dawson up to our apartment I freeze at the sight of four flowers and an envelope sitting there. I look around to see the hall is empty but the feeling of being watched doesn’t leave me until I step inside my apartment. I place Dawson in his bed before I head back downstairs to grab our bags and make sure that I lock Beckett’s car so no one steals it. A car like his in this area is like a beacon.
I snatch the flowers and envelope off the ground as I push the door open and make sure to lock all three locks behind me. I drop the bags in the living room next to the couch–which also doubles as my bed—then head to the tiny kitchen to drop the freaking flowers in the trash. I debate just throwing the envelope out but curiosity gets the better of me and I tear it open, I frown when I pull out a bunch of Polaroid photos, I flip them over and fight back the scream that wants to tear out of me as I drop them to the ground. I cover my mouth with my hand as I stand here with unfiltered fear flowing through me, tears pricking the backs of my eyes. I scream when a loud knock sounds at my door and jump back a few steps. I clamp my mouth closed and stare at the door like it’s going burst open any second.
My phone begins to ring in my pocket and I squeal in fright. Another loud bang sounds at the door as I fish my phone out. Tears blur my vision so I don’t even see who is calling before I answer and bring it to my ear and don’t even get a chance to speak before his shouts come through the speaker.
“I am going to fucking end you, if you fucking–”
“Beckett,” I whisper shout as another loud knock sounds out forcing me to back up further away from the door. I can hear the fear in my own voice, he must hear it as well because when he speaks next the anger in his tone is gone.
“What’s wrong?” I muffle my sob behind my hand.
“T-that’s not you at my door, is it?”
“Where the fuck are you?” he shouts.
“Valance…” I scream into my hand at the sound of my name being called out from the other side of the door. I’m shaking so badly from the fear that I nearly drop the phone. “Baby.” I cry into the phone when whoever it is speaks again.
