by Erin Trejo
“I’ll deal with the money situation and you just be quiet and ride along. Sound like a plan?” Her mouth drops open and before she even says anything, I know something insane is about to come out.
“Is this like Pretty Woman? I’m not a hooker! Oh my God. Did you think I was? Was it the skirt?” She leaps off the bed and I lose it. I shove myself up and sit there staring at her.
“Did I pay you last time?” I ask sarcastically. She spins to look at me, shaking her head no. “Then you’re not a hooker.”
I watch a minute longer and that’s when I finally see her crack. Something in that humorous amour of hers cracks.
“I have never cared about dying before. We all die, right? I’ve always lived each day like it was the last because you just never know, but now that the reality of it is sitting on a bed staring at me… I’m not ready to die, Cross.”
Chapter 9
Dani
I’m not scared to die; I’m just not ready to go yet. I always thought that when the time came, I could handle it but now? I’m not so sure.
“You’re not gonna die. That’s the point of all this. Alvaro will find someone else to stalk and forget about you,” Cross says. I know he’s trying to reassure me that everything will be fine but will it really?
Wait, he would forget about me? How the hell? “Am I that forgettable?” Cross narrows his eyes at me but doesn’t say anything. He just sits there studying me, falling for me. Yeah, I can see it in his eyes already.
“Not a chance in hell to a normal person. To Alvaro? There are always others, Dani. Trust me when I say it’s a good thing he’ll forget you.” That doesn’t make me feel better! I like to be unforgettable but I suppose in the bigger scheme of things, it’s good. I cross my arms over my chest as it hits me.
“So, you wouldn’t forget me?” I tease Cross a little. He blows out a breath and looks around the room quickly before shaking his head.
“I said normal, Dani. I’m not normal.” That was a blow my ego wasn’t ready for. My arms fall to the sides as Cross reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wad of cash. He peels off a few and tosses them on the bed.
“Order some food. I’m grabbin’ a shower,” He says, standing from the bed and pulling his cut down his arms. He places it gently, as if it means the world to him, on the dresser before walking in the bathroom and closing the door. My heart sinks in my chest a little when the door opens and he sticks his head back out.
“Hey, Dani.”
“Yeah?” I look over and watch him.
“I don’t think there’s anyone that could totally forget you,” he says giving me a wink before shutting the door again. And the ego is back! I jump up and down squealing a little before dropping onto the bed. Picking up the receiver I call the front desk and ask for a list of places that deliver and order Chinese. As I lay on the bed waiting, I grab the money and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply. It smells like Cross. Huh, weird how money could smell like a man. I close my eyes and remember what it felt like for him to touch me. The way my body shuddered when he kissed me like he did. The way I couldn’t walk for a week after the rough sex we had. I find myself moaning to the memory when I hear him chuckle.
“Are you moanin’ while sniffin’ money?” I pop my eyes open and find his wicked sexy smirk.
“I like money. Well, when I have it which isn’t a lot, but still.”
“So, you sniff money, make jokes and ramble. What else should I know about you, Dani?” he asks lifting the towel from his shoulders and drying his hair. His colorful chest glistens with droplets of water slowly rolling down it. My eyes follow them all the way to the top of the other towel that hangs loosely around his waist.
“I’m loveable. People fall in love with me all the time, or so Shyla says. She always tells me that she can see it in people’s eyes, that there is just something about me that people love. Shyla is my best friend and she’s probably dying without me as we speak. I don’t have family. That about sums me up,” I tell him trying my damndest to pull my gaze from his slick body, but that is proving to be harder than I thought. The only saving grace from my eye fucking is the knock on the door. I start to stand up but Cross shakes his head, grabbing his gun off the dresser and walks slowly toward the door. I watch him as he moves, the stealth like precision peaking my interests. He’s smooth and moves virtually unheard. He looks through the hole and slowly turns the lock all while my heart is leaping in my chest. I don’t know who it is, should be the food but he is cautious. He peeks through the opening and then pulls the door open, stuffing the gun into the back of his towel.
“Can you get that?” He asks nodding toward the food. I nod rapidly, grab the money and lunge for the door like a crazed lunatic. I pay the man and grab the food just as Cross closes the door and locks it again.
“Aren’t you afraid of shooting yourself in the ass? I know that if I walked around with a gun in my towel, I’d blow my ass off. No doubts.” Cross smiles and I nearly lose my footing. The few times that I’ve met him, he hasn’t smiled like that. It’s sweet and genuine.
“Years of practice. Besides, the safety is on,” he says dropping onto the bed. I pass him the bags of food and watch as he digs through them.
“I’m not gonna bite you, Dani. Sit.”
“You bit me before!” I protest remembering how that felt. God that sent a chill down my spine.
“You asked me to,” he reminds me with another wink.
“It was hot as fuck too,” I mumble before sitting on the bed opposite of him. He offers me both boxes but I don’t care what I eat as long as its food so I just grab one without looking. I start eating but after a few minutes, I notice that Cross is still looking at me.
“What? I have food in my teeth?” I ask wiping my teeth on the inside of my shirt. I smile at him, showing teeth to make sure I got it all.
“No. Just never met someone like you,” he says before popping some food in his mouth.
“What? Happy?”
“Annoyingly sarcastic. You think you’ll ever stop?” I can see the humor in his eyes and I know he’s only playing so I play back.
“Find out on next week’s episode of Dani’s, I think fucking not!” Cross not only laughs but it’s a deep hearty laugh. One that has the little wrinkles around his eyes all scrunched up. It’s the absolute best thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I laugh along with him before shoving more food in my mouth.
“I don’t know how to pay you back for all of this. I mean, I could strip like I said-“
“Okay.”
“Um, What?”
“I said okay. You can strip to pay me back.” I look up at him and see the darkness in his eyes. That sexy gaze could cause any woman to fall to her knees.
“You really don’t care if I go work at a strip club to pay you back? I will! Don’t get me wrong but I thought we were hiding,” I tell him because frankly I don’t think I have the body to strip. I don’t think I’m ugly or fat but I do have more in spots than a stripper would.
“We are. And I never said you were goin’ to a club. You can strip right here,” he states his voice husky and getting my panties wet. My mouth opens and closes but I don’t know what I’m trying to say. It’s the fish out of water look.
“You mean like a prostitute? Like you will bring guys in here to watch me? I’m not opposed to it because you’ll be in here, right?” Cross shakes his head and stands from the bed, tossing his trash in the can. Dropping into the chair, he watches me.
“I didn’t say shit about other guys. You wanna pay me back? Strip.”
“For you?” I ask through a gasp.
“For me.”
Holy shit.
Chapter 10
Cross
I thought I’d see panic in her eyes. I didn’t. That shouldn’t surprise me considering nothing about this girl is normal. Instead, I watch her stand from the bed in that ugly skirt that she’s had on. The thought of ripping it off her body has crossed my mind but I also know we ha
ven’t been shopping yet either. So, for now I sit in the chair with my cock hardening from the idea of her stripping for me. Dani watches me unsure of what to do. I reach for my phone that’s on the table and flip through my music. Finding one that has a beat I turn it on and set it back on the table waiting for her to start. I should feel like a bastard for making her strip for me but I can’t find it in myself to give a shit. I’ve wanted my cock back inside that girl since the first time I was in it. I just never expected to see her again.
“What are you waitin’ for?” I ask my voice husky.
“I’ve never…I’m too chunky to be a stripper. This is going to end badly,” she says looking at the floor. I don’t know, and don’t fucking ask me, but I hate seeing her like that. Defeated like she isn’t good enough. I shouldn’t give two shits but here I am finding it hard not to. Shoving out of the chair, I walk toward her before reaching out and lifting her chin. Her eyes meet mine and damn, this girl is gorgeous.
“Did I complain last time? Did I not eat that pussy like a dyin’ man with his last meal? I never once said a goddamn word and I promise, I would say somethin’.” My words must do the trick. The slight curl of her lips, the light that flickers in her eyes. It’s all so damn powerful. Dani nods her head and I step back, dropping onto the chair as she starts to move to the music. Her hips sway so fucking perfectly that the thought of slipping between them almost becomes too much. I shift in my chair and watch her as she slowly undoes each button on that damn button down shirt she has on until I can see the flesh of her tits over the top of her bra. She slips the shirt down her arms, her body still moving in a sexual way before reaching for the zipper on the back of her skirt.
“Oh, well fuck!” She stops moving, jerking at the zipper with all the energy she can muster. She spins in a circle like a dog chasing its tail. I can’t help but laugh. Dani turns to look at me, throwing her arms out to the side.
“I told you it would end badly and here it is,” she giggles. I raise my hand and motion for her to come to me. She does without saying a word, turning her back to me. I reach up and grab the zipper, pulling the piece of fabric that was stuck free and lowering it the rest of the way. Giving her ass a little slap, she yelps and moves back to her spot. She turns around to look at me and I can’t stop my eyes from traveling over her body. She’s curvy in all ways that matter to me. Her tits are a handful, her ass is nice sized for grabbing. I should know I’ve grabbed it more than once.
“This is dumb,” Dani mumbles under her breath. There is nothing separating me from what I want aside from that goddamn skirt. I leap out of the chair, the towel that was covering my rock solid cock falling to the ground as I move. I grab the top of her skirt and jerk it down her legs as she giggles again.
“Thought this was my show?” She asks sounding as if she’s upset about it. I stand up, reach around, unhook her bra and slide it down her arms.
“That’s the longest any woman in history took to get naked, Dani,” I growl and throw the bra to the side. In nothing but a tiny thong, I can barely keep my cock in check. My fingers skim her shoulders and down her arms watching the bumps that form on her delicate flesh. Her breathing becomes a little more sporadic as I inch closer to her.
“You wanted me to dance,” she says nearly breathlessly.
“Oh, I’ve seen enough dancin’, babe. I wanna see you ride now.” She looks at me funny before it actually sinks in.
“I’ve never been the cowgirl type.”
“Never?”
“Well, that once but it was awkward and the guy was so small I wasn’t sure if I was riding a dick or if I was a lesbian.” Shutting her up with my lips, I kiss her until her knees buckle. My tongue tastes hers in a way that makes my own breathing pick up.
“Tell me you’re on somethin’.” Fuck, I’m nearly begging this girl. I don’t fucking beg for anything.
“I told you before, I’m not insane.”
“I mean birth control. I don’t want nothin’ between us right now, Dani. I want the raw and real you,” I hiss as her body bumps into my cock.
“I am. That. On that. Birth control.” She’s nervous about fucking me now? She didn’t have a thing to say about it when I fucked her at the clubhouse. It’s a little cute though. Bringing my lips to her neck, I slowly run my tongue up her neck sucking and nipping at her flesh.
“Oh, God!” she moans.
“God can’t help you now,” whispering in her ear, she shivers. I drop to my knees in front of her, my hands dancing all over her body. Her skin is hot and ready for me. I bite the top of her panties between my teeth and slowly drag them down her legs.
“Holy shit! You did the teeth…pulling the panties off with your teeth thing!” She nearly squeals loud enough to alert the rest of the hotel but I just keep going. Dani steps out of her thong right when I stand. I drop back onto the bed and watch her with my hands behind my head.
“What are you doing? You can’t do the teeth thing and then just lay there!” She protests, making me grin.
“Saddle up, cowgirl. I wanna see how you ride.” Dani watches me unsure of what she should be doing. To be honest, just the look in her eyes is enough to have me jerk myself off.
“Are you sure?” She asks watching my eyes. I nod once and she finally moves. She climbs up on the bed, crawling her way up my body. Her tits barely touch my cock on her way up and I nearly jump off the bed. She’s so damn soft and I’m too damn ready. I reach between us and grab my cock as she hovers awkwardly over me. She has one leg bent up sitting on one knee. I want to laugh but I can’t find it in me.
“Want some help?” I ask when she looks frustrated with herself. She nods her head and I grab her hip in my free hand, dragging her body closer to my cock. When she feels the tip at her entrance, she groans. Her eyes widen as she slowly lowers herself down my length. Moans fall from her lips as I raise my hips touching her deeply.
“I don’t know if this is okay,” she says, looking me in the eye.
“It’s better than okay. Come on.”
“No, I mean, will I be able to walk when we’re done here? Last time I was bowlegged for a week. I feel like I just sat on a ten foot flag pole.” The more she talks, the more I want to kiss the fuck out of her just to shut her up.
Chapter 11
Dani
I wasn’t on top last time we fucked. I was on bottom and still couldn’t walk. Now he has me riding his cock like I’m in a rodeo. I can’t complain and say it doesn’t feel good because Oh My God, it feels like perfection but with that perfection is a little pain. I’m about to tell him that he’s ripping his way through my cervix when he sits up and wraps his arms around me. Oh that…that angle is just delicious.
“I was about to make you stop,” I say breathlessly as his lips suck my nipple into his mouth pulling yet another moan from me. Cross chuckles and tugs with his teeth.
“You think I’d listen to you?” Moving to the other nipple, he does the same, pulling, tugging and damn does that feel good. His hands grip my hips and he slowly raises me up and slides me back down. The angle and the pressure building inside of me are almost more than I can handle. My body reacts to everything he does. My pussy clenches around him, growls tearing from his throat.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he orders me, and I do as I’m told. Cross leans back a little and when he does, he begins to raise his hips pounding into me. How the hell is he doing that? His ab muscles must be on point!
“Stop thinkin’, Dani,” he growls before going harder. Over and over he drives into me until I can’t take anymore. My body is on a high that my mind needs to catch up with. Lights flicker behind my eyes and sounds rip from my throat that don’t even sound sexy but I come hard. I can feel Cross come with me, only intensifying the sensation that rushes me.
“Oh shit! Damn!” I yell through clenched teeth as I release like never before. Cross grunts and makes deep sounds in his throat before falling back onto the bed, taking me with him. My sweaty head rests o
n his chest as his cock keeps jerking inside of me.
“Did you know that a healthy adult male can release between forty million and one point two billion sperm cells in a single ejaculation.” The vibration that I can feel through his chest makes me smile.
“Do I want to know how you know that?”
“Probably not. I know lots of things. Some not as interesting as others. I guess I get bored and read about different things.” His fingers roam up and down my back and I giggle a little.
“Want me to stop?”
“No, it tickles but it feels good,” I tell him. His fingers start moving again and so do my thoughts.
“How long do we have to run?” Cross sighs beneath me.
“I don’t know the answer to that, darlin’. Stone’s keepin’ an eye on your girl and Alvaro. He’ll let me know when he’s out of town or picked up someone else.”
“Wouldn’t that mean someone else is in danger?”
“Yeah but it’s not you. You should be happy about that.”
“Happy that some other girl is going to be tortured? You are sick!” Shoving off his chest, I slide his slowly, and I do mean slowly, softening cock out of me and stand next to the bed with my hands on my hips.
“You should be thankful it ain’t you! I told you what would happen to you,” he snaps but doesn’t make any attempt to move or cover his cock that’s staring me down. Now that I’m looking at it, I’ve never really paid attention to what they look like. Then it all hits me.
“Thermarces Cerberus,” I blurt out as I stare at his cock.
“What?”
“It’s an eel like fish!” I say excitedly as if that makes any sense to him. I remember seeing one on a website that Shy and I were looking at. We looked up things that look similar to dicks. It came up. Get it? Okay, I’m not the best joke maker.
“You’re starin’ at my cock and comparin’ it to a fish?” My eyes slowly move from his cock up to his eyes before I nod.