AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Elliot has finally snapped.
“Do you think you’re fucking funny or something?!” he shouts, kicking the broken glass out of his way as he walks over to us.
“What do you mean?” I ask, playing dumb as Akim remains in the same position as before, totally unbothered. It’s obvious he wants Elliot out of here as soon as possible, but he’s not going to show it. He wants to watch Elliot suffer just as much as I do.
Elliot’s face is bright red now, and he’s shaking with rage. “You know what I fucking mean! What the fuck are you doing with this asshole?!” he shouts, pointing at Akim.
“I’m moving on with my fucking life, Elliot. What were you expecting me to do, build a shrine for you with candles and incense in my bedroom? You’re a fucking clown,” I say with more confidence than I would ever have if Akim wasn’t sitting right next to me.
I hear a few of Elliot’s friends start to whisper behind his back. If he’s not able to prove his masculinity in front of them, he’s going to have a meltdown.
“You want me to fight this motherfucker?” he asks, desperation growing in his voice. “Because I will if that’s what you need me to do. I’ll fight him to get you back.”
“You know what? Yeah, I want you two to fight,” I say, mostly joking but with no intention of stopping Akim if he swings on Elliot.
“What did I tell you I’d do if you came back here?” Akim asks, finally joining the conversation and creating an even bigger reaction from Elliot’s antsy friends.
“Doesn’t matter. I’m back, and you haven’t done shit,” Elliot replies, puffing his chest as if he could ever possibly match how large Akim is.
Akim smirks. “Hmm, you’re right. I guess I’ll just do this instead,” he replies casually as his fingers graze against my wet panties.
Elliot is seeing red, but I know he won’t do anything.
I need to see how far this will go.
“Not enough? Okay, no problem,” Akim continues as he pulls my panties to the side and begins to rub my clit lightly. At first, I’m overwhelmed and terrified that we’ll draw more attention and someone will see, but then the look on Elliot’s face makes everything worth it. I’d even let Akim fuck me right here on the bar if it meant Elliot would have an instant aneurysm.
I can see Elliot make a fist as he considers punching Akim in the jaw. He would never throw the first punch at someone bigger than him. At least, I’ve never seen him do it before.
Maybe this time will be different.
Akim’s pace changes as he switches from light rubs to circular motions around my clit, causing me to moan involuntarily as Elliot completely loses his shit.
Elliot grabs Akim and attempts to punch him in the mouth, missing miserably as Akim stands up, picking up Elliot by his shirt and dropping him to the floor.
“You wanna try that shit again, pussy?” Akim growls. He’s not playing games anymore.
Instead of taking the loss and moving on, Elliot scrambles to his feet and tries to punch Akim again.
Akim catches his fist, tossing him back again. “Try that shit one more time, I dare you,” he says, his eyes aggressive and fiery.
I can see Elliot reconsidering his actions at first, and part of me is disappointed that he would choose to take the high road. I wanted to see him get humiliated for a little longer. He needs to learn his lesson.
He turns and acts like he’s going to walk away but quickly spins around and delivers a cheap shot to Akim’s jaw.
This one lands, but Akim hardly moves.
He doesn’t even make a sound.
I expect Akim to attack Elliot now, which would be taking things much further than I’d initially wanted. I blame myself for choosing to be so petty, hoping that Elliot just learns from his emotional wounds and doesn’t end up in the hospital.
But instead of permanently disfiguring my foolish ex-boyfriend, Akim just sits back down. “Okay, looks like you win. Now let’s see you take your girl back,” he says, placing his hand back on my leg and running his fingers up and down my skin.
Elliot is about to lose his fucking mind. His eyes pop from his head in disbelief, and the friends he brought with him are huddling far behind him, terrified that they’ll become Akim’s next target should he take down Elliot.
“Come on, Delilah. Let’s go home,” Elliot says, powering through his growing insecurity as the tension in the air grows.
“Why the hell would she go with you? Were you here last night? You got caught cheating, you fucking idiot. Go home before you end up in the hospital,” Akim says firmly, though he doesn’t remove his hand from me. In fact, he continues touching me, sliding two fingers inside my pussy and pressing hard against the inside.
