When Art Falls

by Lorrain Allen

  “Stupid bitch!”

  “My car broke down in the middle of the ramp, jackass! I was trying to prevent an accident!”

  “A lot of help you did!”

  “Look, can you please help me move my car?”

  I want to tell her to fuck off, but it’s too dangerous to leave her vehicle where it is. “Get in the damn car,” I growl.

  “You won’t be able to push it by yourself.”

  Does she think I’m some weakling? “Dammit, woman! Get in the fucking car and turn the wheel right!”

  “Bastard!” she shouts, stomping off.

  Once the car is safely on the shoulder, I walk towards my own with no intention of saying another word to the woman.

  “Wait!”

  “What?” I glare at her.

  “Would you mind giving me a ride?”

  “Yeah, I most certainly would.”

  “Please. I’ve been waiting in the rain for almost an hour.”

  “Didn’t you call for a tow truck?”

  “I left my cell phone at work.”

  “You can use mine.”

  “I can’t afford to pay for it.”

  “Cry me a fucking river. I don’t care what the hell you do. Call a taxi, whatever, but I’m not giving you a ride nor am I covering the cost to get your car to a repair shop.”

  If I ever meet a woman who doesn’t have her hand out I’ll donate my fortune to charity.

  “I didn’t ask you to. I’ll call a taxi,” she snaps.

  I let out a frustrated sigh. “Come on. I don’t have all damn night.”

  She follows me to my car and gets into the back. Before I can fully sit my ass in the driver’s seat, Brunette complains.

  “Who’s this? You had me waiting forever.”

  I’ve been gone for maybe fifteen minutes. I guess for her that equals forever. I’m about ready to throw both of these bitches out into the storm. My one-night stands are only allowed to open their mouths to partake of my dick or talk nasty shit to me while fucking.

  “Shut up. Speak again without permission and I’ll take off my sock and stuff it down your damn throat.”

  My eyes connect with the woman in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Instant recognition renders me paralyzed. I’m taken to the night she ripped my heart in two and shattered my fucking soul. The painful memory dissipates and is replaced with seething rage. Her image has haunted me for so fucking long, but she’s finally within my grasp. The thought of making her hurt and beg for mercy fills me with unimaginable pleasure. Damn, my dick is harder than granite. My hands tremble as I salivate with the need to fuck her until my dick is imprinted in the depths of her pussy. I swear if there wasn’t a witness here—

  She gasps, eyes widening in alarm when she recognizes who I am.

  “Cin.”

  “Art,” she croaks.

  It’s time for her to suffer.

  “Where do you live?”

  “Why?”

  “I’ll take you home.”

  “That won’t be necessary. A taxi will do.”

  “I insist.”

  “No.”

  “The only way you’re getting home tonight is if it I take you there.”

  “Baby, let her call for a taxi so we can have some fun,” Brunette says, gripping my thigh.

  I push her hand away. “I told you to shut up.” I glance at Cin. “Address.”

  I click on the child safety locks when she reaches for the door handle.

  “This is kidnapping.”

  “I’m just being a good citizen.”

  “I’d rather sit here all night than give you my address.”

  I see the fire in her hasn’t been extinguished, but she won’t win this round of the Art and Cin game show. I grab my cell phone, scroll through the contacts, then click on Logan’s name. He answers after the first ring. I pay him top dollar to do my biddings at the drop of a dime.

  “What can I do for you?”

  “I need an address for a Cinnamon Belo. You have fifteen minutes.”

  “You got it.”

  “You’re invading my privacy,” she snaps.

  “Amazing what money can buy, isn’t it?”

  I receive a text with her address in less than ten minutes.

  “Good, you live close.” I start the engine and leave the ramp.

  “What are you waiting for?” I ask Brunette.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Finish sucking my dick.”

  “What?”

  “I don’t repeat myself, ever.”

  After a few seconds of indecision, she gives in. The bimbo doesn’t want to upset her potential meal ticket. She pulls my thick length out and starts going to town like a good little whore.

  “Let me out of this car right now!” Cin yells.

  I overexaggerate my groans to piss her off further. “Just like that, baby. Suck the skin off my dick.”

  “You’re depraved!”

  “This is the best head I’ve ever had.”

  “I hope you rot in hell!”

  “Do you mind? This is a beautiful moment and you’re ruining it.”

  Man, that comment sets her the fuck off. Her body shakes in anger as she shouts obscenities at the top of her lungs. I rapidly guide Brunette’s head up and down while watching Cin in the mirror. I hate her with a passion, but I want to fuck her senseless. I groan, releasing my semen down Brunette’s throat.

  She sits up with a satisfied expression on her face. “I have a lot more tricks to show you, baby.”

  I bring my vehicle to a sudden stop on the shoulder, then roughly grab Cin’s hair before switching off the locks.

  “Let me go!” She claws at me.

  I glance at Brunette. “Get out.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “You served your purpose.”

  “Is this a joke?”

  “Am I laughing?”

  “You can’t leave me stranded here.”

  I pull a hundred-dollar bill from my wallet and toss it at her while maintaining my hold on a struggling Cin. “I lied about your dick-sucking abilities. You should practice a little more. On a scale from one to ten, I’ll give you a four.”

  “Fucking asshole! I’ll tell everyone what a lunatic you are!”

  “Sweetheart, they already know.”

  She exits the car and slams the door shut behind her. I enable the child locks once more, ensuring Cin can’t escape.

  “How can you be so cruel?”

  “Easy.”

  “You’re still the same bastard after all these years.”

  “I’m far from the same. I’ve evolved into super-bastard.”

  “How wonderful,” she says sarcastically.

  “Relax, she’s a resilient whore like you. I’m sure she’ll figure something out.”

  “I want out of this car!”

  “Yeah, well, I didn’t want you to stab me in the back.”

  “I never said a thing to anyone!”

  “How did the old man and Ricky find out?”

  “I have no idea, but it wasn’t from me!”

  “You’re a whore and a liar.”

  “I could care less what you believe.”

  “Climb up here.”

  “Fuck you.”

  Thank God. I was hoping for her defiance. “I kind of figured you’d say that.”

  I seize her hair and forcibly haul her over the console. She falls to the floorboard with her ass sticking up right beside my face. I use the opportunity to bury my nose between her butt cheeks.

  “You goddamn creep! This is sexual assault!” she yells, kicking her legs wildly.

  “I’m just taking a whiff. Sweaty ass that’s been marinating all day smells the best.”

  I help her into the passenger seat, then deliver a hard whack to her leg.

  “Did you just pop my leg like I’m a disobedient child?”

  “Disobeying me results in swift discipline.”

  I maneuver back onto the
highway, intent on getting to our destination. My dick will be inside her tonight—raw, so I can feel every inch of her cunt. Fuck, I’m still weak for her. All the feelings I thought had disappeared long ago came flooding back with a vengeance. That’s how much of an impact she has on me. She flayed me open, cutting deeper than the razor I used to tear open my flesh. I’ll have my revenge while enjoying her body—her very delectable body. Her wet T-shirt and basketball shorts mold to her amazing form. She’s gained a little weight, filling her out in all the right places. The girl she was doesn’t compare to the woman she’s become. She’s fucking beautiful. Her long braid still falls to her hip bone, minus the pink tips. I’ll figure out a way to keep her close and hurt her.

  “When did you move here? Do you live alone?”

  She could have a boyfriend, but that didn’t deter me then and it sure as hell isn’t going to stop me now. If she’s in a relationship, I’m breaking that shit up pronto. Sharing her again is not an option.

  “None of your damn business.”

  I deliver a bruising slap to her leg.

  “Stop hitting me!” she demands.

  “Then be a good little girl and answer my fucking questions.”

  “Kiss my ass.”

  Another hit cracks across her soft skin.

  “Stop! You’re hurting me!”

  “It’s supposed to hurt.”

  I raise my hand, prepared to strike, but she quickly responds. “I moved to Florida a little over a month ago.”

  I glance at her left finger. “No husband or perhaps you took off your wedding ring to cheat tonight. That’s something you’re very familiar with.”

  She stubbornly clenches her jaw.

  “Boyfriend?”

  She presses her lips together in a firm line.

  “Do you want to get hit again?”

  “If you lay one more finger on me, I’m going to go apeshit on you.”

  “Don’t test my savage,” I say menacingly.

  “No boyfriend,” she grits out.

  “See, that wasn’t so hard. Do you live alone?”

  “No.”

  “Roommate?”

  “My mom.”

  “That’s it?” I dig my nails into her thigh when she doesn’t answer. “I asked is that it?”

  She grasps my wrist, attempting to pry my hand off her. “Yes!”

  “Don’t overcomplicate things. Whatever doesn’t come easy for me is taken by force.”

  I turn left into a parking lot. I survey the area. “You live here?”

  “Yeah.”

  “It’s a dump.”

  “It’s what I can afford. Thanks for the ride.”

  “Aren’t you going to invite me in for a drink?”

  “No.”

  “I insist.”

  “Tough shit.”

  “I’m coming inside whether you like it or not.”

  “Fine.”

  “I’m glad we understand each other.”

  “Fuck you!” Cin yells, bolting from the car.

  I immediately give chase. My heart rate increases, sending adrenaline coursing through my veins. I’m hot on her heels as she makes it inside the building. The thrill of the hunt is intoxicating. Cin bursts into a stairwell, racing up the steps two at a time. She flings open a door and darts into a hallway but doesn’t get far before I tackle her. I’m so hungry for her I’ll fuck her anywhere, even on this disgusting floor.

  “I like it when you run,” I murmur in her ear.

  “You could be seen assaulting me at any moment.”

  “Am I supposed to be scared?” I say, flipping her over and settling between her legs.

  “I’ll scream.”

  “Go ahead.” I kiss along her jawline.

  I miss and hate her so fucking much. She vehemently thrashes beneath me, but she’s no match for my strength. My wandering hand admires her lovely curves, then pushes under the waistband of her shorts. Sharp nails rake across my face.

  “Goddamn it,” I growl, pinning her wrists above her head to prevent further attack.

  Her big doe eyes widen in fear of retaliation. I touch the torn flesh using my free hand, before smearing the blood coating my fingertips over her plump lips. I venture into her shorts for a second time.

  “Remember, you drew first blood.” I sink my teeth into her shoulder hard enough to break skin. She lets out a loud scream that ends on a whimper as my finger massages her clit.

  A door opens to the left of us. “What’s going on out here?” an elderly man asks.

  “Mind your business,” I snap.

  “Don’t you young people have common decency anymore?”

  “Get back in your apartment, old-timer, before you get hurt,” I growl.

  “I’m calling the police.” He slams the door.

  “Nosy motherfucker.” I stand, dragging Cin with me. “We’ll finish this in your apartment.”

  “No, we’re not.”

  I latch onto the back of her neck, forcing her forward. “Yes, the fuck we are.”

  Cin swings around unexpectedly, using the element of surprise to punch me in the nose and knee me in the dick. She jets down the hallway.

  I recover after a few seconds, but it’s too late, she made it inside the safety of her apartment. “Run away, little birdie, I’ll catch you soon enough.”

  I hurry from the building, not wanting to bump into the police. Once inside my car, I call Logan.

  “What can I do for you?”

  “I want to know everything about Cinnamon Belo. Dig so deep she gets a fucking nosebleed.”

  “You got it.”

  “Have the report first thing in the morning.”

  “Will do.”

  I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back in my bed, no matter the cost. I’d sell my soul to the devil if I had one.

  I look through the peephole, heart pounding in my chest, praying he doesn’t kick the door in, waking up my mom and Sebastian in the process. I breathe a sigh of relief when he doesn’t come knocking. Relocating here was supposed to be a new beginning. I didn’t expect to collide with the past. If it were possible to reason with him, we could’ve had a civil conversation. He has it stuck in his mind that I sold him out. This isn’t the last I’ve seen of him. I walk into the living room on shaky legs and drop onto the sofa.

  Art no longer sports hoop earrings—or a nose or lip ring for that matter. He’s all man now, his body definitely harder and more muscular. He must have a rigid exercise routine. I thought a few of my ribs would be cracked from his tackle. Add in his classic good looks, mesmerizing green eyes, and glossy black hair, and he’s a woman’s fantasy on the surface. But a monster lurks underneath. He threw that woman out into the storm with no remorse after she gave him a blowjob!

  I’ll ask Anneli if I can borrow money for a tow truck. I’m such a fucking leech. Just when things were going great, the universe bent me over to fuck me in the ass with no lube. I quietly go into the den to grab my mom’s cell phone to call Anneli. I’m not sure what time it is. She could still be at work or just getting home.

  “Hi, Missy.”

  “It’s me.”

  “Why are you calling me from your mom’s phone?”

  “I left mine at work.”

  “What’s up? You’re usually asleep at this time, old woman.”

  “You’re a jackass.”

  “Well someone needs to get fucked ASAP. When are you going to stop being a prude and fuck Adrian?”

  “Do you have an off switch?”

  “Nope.”

  “You’re a complete mess.” I laugh.

  “I can’t help it. I was born this way,” she says cheekily.

  “Are you home yet?”

  “Yep, I just got in.”

  “I’ve had a hell of a night.”

  “Give me all the details.”

  “My car broke down in the middle of an exit ramp on the way home.”

  “Damn.”

  “You haven’t heard th
e worst of it.”

  “Well, don’t keep me in suspense.”

  “Guess who came to my rescue but definitely wasn’t a knight in shining armor?”

  “Tell me already!”

  “Art.”

  “No fucking way.”

  “I almost pissed my pants. It was raining so hard, I didn’t recognize him until I got in his car.”

  Anneli stays quiet as I tell her every single detail of tonight’s events.

  “Wow, just, wow. Do you think he’ll come back?”

  “Definitely.”

  “What are you going to do if he does?”

  “I can’t let him fuck up my life.”

  “We’ll destroy him if he tries.”

  It’ll take a battalion to defeat him.

  “What are you going to do about your car?”

  “I was wondering if you could lend me the money for a tow truck. I’ll pay it back in a couple weeks, I swear.”

  “Of course. I know a good mechanic. He’s affordable and won’t cheat you.”

  “You’re too good to me.”

  “That’s what friends are for.”

  “Okay,” I say, yawning. “I’m going to shower, then head to bed.”

  “Talk to you later.”

  Art is going to come at me from all angles. I need to prepare myself.

  “Thank you for taking me to get my cell phone. It wasn’t exactly on the way to where we’re going.”

  “Honestly, it’s no problem at all.” Adrian squeezes my left hand.

  “Are we there yet?” Sebastian asks from the back seat.

  “Have a little patience, kiddo,” I say.

  “But it’s taking forever!”

  “We’ll be there in about ten minutes.” Adrian chuckles.

  “Sorry about that.”

  “Hey, I’m used to being around impatient children. I can handle it, no sweat.”

  I was nervous about Adrian and Sebastian meeting, but they hit it off. He’s the first man I’ve ever introduced to Sebastian. My mom would not stop telling him how handsome he is and talked about my attributes nonstop, even mentioning how I’m ready to settle down and have more babies. Needless to say, I made sure we left in a hurry. That woman sure knows how to embarrass me.

  “Wow!” I exclaim when Adrian pulls into the parking lot of a huge two-level building with a flawless manicured lawn.

  “We’re here! We’re here!” Sebastian yells in excitement.

  Kids That Swim adorns the front in colorful letters.