Ride Or Die

by Storm, Zee Shine

  Ella flinched and stepped away from me warily as she eyed the tool and then my chest before staring up at my face.

  "Jude, please don't be mad at me," she croaked out, wringing her hands together as her eyes filled up with tears. "How have you been? God, I missed you. You have no idea just how much. I spent months trying to look for you-"

  "Why?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "So you can go tell the whole world where J. R. Knight is hiding so they can all come at me again? Why the fuck did you come here, Ella? And more importantly, who else have you told?"

  She shook her head at me and stepped closer, wiping at her tears. "Nobody! I promise. Jude, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry about what I did to you, okay," she cried softly. "I felt horrible. I hated myself for it. You chose her...a stalker and a criminal over me...your best friend who was trying to protect you. I felt betrayed and jealous. Angry. So I...I screwed up okay. I thought it would make you leave her. I never knew you loved her so much." Her voice broke down when she said that last sentence.

  "Ella, you shouldn't have come here," I growled at her. "Also, I don't for a second trust you and fuck it, I built a life here for myself. Now I have to uproot everything because of you."

  She lifted her hands and made as if to touch me but I backed off quickly. Ella's expression was tortured.

  "You don't have to," she told me miserably. "I promise I will never tell. I just wanted to see you. Missed you like hell all these months, Jude. Don't I get a hug for old time's sake?"

  If Ella laid even one finger on me, I didn't know what my girlfriend was going to do to her when she had been the only one touching me for so long and had repeatedly told me she was very possessive of me. Also, she'd promised me months ago that she wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who dared to intrude upon us. I had to get Ella out of here.

  "God, look at what she's done to you!" Ella suddenly burst out, her eyes running all over my bare chest and then going to my overgrown stubble. "You look like...like-"

  "A savage?" I filled in for her and pinned her with a grim look. "She didn't do shit to me, Ella. This is what happens when a man is driven to the brink of death, learns to find his way back and decides to show his middle finger to the whole world. The world you turned against me," I reminded her but it was like she was mesmerized by the sight of my chest.

  She even licked her lips once, her gaze growing uncertain and I frowned at that and shook my head a little. What was it with these women and me? There were so many other guys in the world.

  "I missed you so much," she repeated as the wind whistled around us and a few stray squirrels squeaked nearby accompanied by the calling of birds. It was summer time now and the outdoors were a great place to be but I was already in a hell of a mood since last night and her appearance had made it worse.

  "You need to get out of here right now," I stated but it was too late.

  I opened my mouth once more to cry out a warning but Wynter had slammed a piece of wood against Ella's head and the woman crumbled to a heap on to the forest floor right in front of me.

  "Jesus, Wynnie," I cursed and bent at once to check Ella's pulse, feeling a rush of protectiveness within me which I quickly squashed. "What the hell? You could've killed her!"

  Wynnie was silent as I finished making sure Ella wasn't dead and rose to my feet once more, regarding her angrily. My now nineteen year old lover looked back at me calmly as the wood she had struck Ella with hung from her hand. Her light blond hair was damp from her bath and all she wore was a tiny, blue summer dress with a deep neckline. Her feet were bare and her toes had pale pink nail polish on them.

  Still so innocent-looking. So curvy and toned at the same time and so damn young and alluringly sexy.

  "Bitch had it coming," she told me coolly and then glanced at my crotch before narrowing her eyes. "Tell me that's happening because of my presence, Mr. Knight, and not because your little friend here showed up."

  I puffed out a breath and bent once more so I could pick Ella up to take her inside and try to revive her but Wynter was way ahead of me as she threw the log aside and gripped Ella's limp form by the arms.

  "Don't you dare," she warned me, her grey eyes cold. "I don't want any part of her on you. At all. I won't spare her next time."

  I shook my head at her dramatics and waited for her to grip Ella properly before following her back to the cabin, my mind already trying to come up with everything we needed to do in order to clear out this place.

  My heart grew heavy as I thought about it. This wild spot had been home for us but someone had found their way here and now we weren't safe anymore. My Wynnie wasn't safe anymore. We had to leave as soon as possible.

  "She's not waking up, Wyn," I muttered, sitting back on my heels near Ella's immobile body with some smelling salts in my hand.

  Wynter didn't say anything but when I glanced up I caught the smirk she was trying to hide while retrieving a coil of rope from the cupboard.

  "This isn't funny, you know," I said with a scowl.

  My girlfriend just dragged over a chair and gestured for me to let her put Ella in it. I pinned her with a disbelieving look. She waited patiently but when I refused to comply, she went over to the kitchen and grabbed the knife we had used last night.

  "Okay, whoa. What do you think you're doing?" I held up a hand to keep her away from Ella and she narrowed her eyes at me.

  "Jude, let me tie her to this chair or god help me, I am going to hurt this woman," she promised in a deadly tone. "We can't risk her being able to escape from here before we do so please."

  I studied her for a while, considering her words and then sighed and let her do as she wanted. She wasn't entirely wrong. We were at risk of being discovered now and we couldn't take any chances. Ella would remain bound and immobile for as long as it took for us to gather all essential stuff and get the fuck out of this area.

  "I can't believe this is happening," I murmured sadly and looked around the cabin in frustration. "Fuck, Wynter. I don't want to leave this place. We made some good memories here. I'm so sorry I couldn't-"

  "It isn't your fault," she said to me and came closer to give me a hug from behind. "Baby, we'll figure it out. We've dealt with worse."

  I put my hands over hers on my chest and felt her run her tongue over my sweaty skin, her generous breasts pressed against my back muscles. Blood rushed to my groin immediately and my jeans grew tight around my crotch but I closed my eyes and told myself to resist. There were more important things to take care of now. Safety first and all.

  "Jude." Ella chose that exact moment to stir and slowly, her eyes flickered open. I turned to her carefully while Wynter released me and jumped on top of the counter beside me along one wall like she was preparing for a show.

  What was going on in her mind? She hadn't said much to me about Ella's appearance since we'd come inside the cabin and it was making me suspicious. I had expected her to go batshit crazy and scratch the woman's eyes out but instead, she was acting all cool and casual which made me a thousand times more apprehensive.

  "What did you do to me?" was the first thing Ella said to Wynter and I braced myself for some serious tension about to erupt. Ella demanding answers from Wynnie was not going to turn out well.

  The sound of metal sliding against the tiled counter sent my heartbeats running wild. God help me but the more I witnessed Wynter's brand of crazy, the more it turned me on.

  Ella's eyes were huge pools of green, terrified and panicked while it flickered from the knife to Wynter's unforgiving expression. I would've laughed if I didn't still feel some sort of fondness for the woman who was my former best friend. Wynnie's bark was worse than her bite.

  "Weren't you the reason my lover had to suffer months and months of humiliation and agony which almost led to his untimely death?" Wynter asked her in a deadly soft voice and Ella swallowed.

  "Wynnie. Baby, you don't need to do this," I told her. "Let's just go."

  My girlfriend slid me a cool glance. "I need her to pay for her
crimes," she informed me quietly but with determination. "What did you tell me once? Snap the fuck out of the fantasy?" She smirked. "Well, Ella here needs a dose of reality. Nobody messes with my Jude and gets away with it."

  Sometimes I couldn't tell whether she was joking or serious. And whether I was a complete sicko for finding these traits of hers appealing.

  "Wynnie, we're not killing her," I whispered fiercely and Ella let out a tiny whimper when she heard my words.

  Wynter pouted slightly before reaching out to pull me closer. "Of course not, baby." Her tongue curled along my earlobe and I shuddered a little before freezing when she added, "We're just going to make her watch."

  What in the world?

  “We should be focusing on getting the hell out of here,” I snapped in response and stepped away but she jumped off the counter and walked over to Ella who still looked terrified, twisting the chair so that it faced the large open doorway of the bathroom, directly in line with our huge tub.

  “Wyn-”

  “You’re dirty,” she whispered to me with a naughty smile and came over to take a hold of my wrist. “She’s not going anywhere, baby. Come on. Let’s get you all cleaned up.”

  I cast an uncertain look at Ella as she remained still in the chair but Wynter was already leading me towards the bathroom.

  “You used to hate going out without having showered first and looking your best,” my girlfriend reminded me innocently. “Even in this wilderness, you’re always dressed well so why should today be any different?”

  When we reached the area beside the tub, she brought her hands to my zipper and murmured, “Besides, I want to show her what she lost, Jude. What she will never get to put her hands on. Weren’t you just talking about payback last night?” The sound of the zipper being dragged down seemed loud in the cabin and my heart raced at that. “What better way to get back at her than to make her crave you and deny her the satisfaction of having you? I know I’d be up for it.”

  Again, I glanced over at Ella who was staring at us with her mouth half open, her expression a mixture of disgust and fascination. She appeared torn between wanting to look away and not being able to. Ella had been my friend and I had never felt remotely attracted to her in all the years I had known her. Our relationship was purely platonic. She’d always cared about me and I for her so this was…kind of sick.

  And yet, when Wynter knelt before me and her tongue peaked out to lick my cock, the erection that resulted was inevitable.

  “It makes me so ravenous,” she said thickly and palmed my dick almost reverently. “He tastes so damn good. Too bad you’ll never know.”

  I didn’t think my heart had jumped this erratically in all my life when I heard her words, felt her mouth against me and then noticed the way Ella gazed at me almost longingly before casting a look of hatred towards Wynnie.

  That hateful look made me tense up. This girl had loved me through everything, witnessed my weakest moments and my darkest desires and never backed down. She was perfect in every way and didn’t deserve the hate. Not after the way life had fucked things over for her. All she had was me and she needed this right now.

  So did I. As Wynnie licked my cock and made appreciative noises before taking half my length inside her warm, wet mouth, I experienced an evil sort of satisfaction in the way Ella squirmed in her chair, her gaze fixed on the action happening down there. The woman had betrayed me in such a way that I had spiraled completely because of her thoughtless and selfish decision. She had cost me almost everything. And instead of being mad at her, I was still feeling bad for her, still acting concerned that she might get hurt here.

  Why the fuck should I care? Where had it gotten me except to let women like her take advantage of my weaknesses and exploit them for their needs? At least Wynnie had made the ultimate sacrifice. The girl who was obsessed with me above all others had decided to let me go in the end for my sake. Because she had wanted me to find peace in the life she believed I needed. What the fuck had Ella done for me? If I ever hurt my girl, Wynter was never ever going to do anything to destroy me. No matter how lethal she claimed to be, I knew in my heart of hearts that my lover would rather kill herself than watch me suffer.

  “Suck me harder.”

  Wynnie stilled at my words and glanced up at me in surprise, letting my dick go for a moment. Gently, I gathered her blonde tresses away from her face and smiled down at her grimly.

  “Do it,” I whispered to her. “I need it.”

  With a wicked grin, she lifted her chin at me and defiantly said, “Make me.”

  I dragged in my breath through my teeth slowly and painfully because this was both sexy and torturous. Then my fingers in her hair grasped and held tight while I used my other hand to direct my cock towards her face. She pressed her lips together so I smeared my precum along them, pushing slightly.

  “You love filling your dick inside this teenager’s tight little mouth, don’t you?” she teased me and I exhaled roughly and stuffed my dick inside in one swift, abrupt movement.

  It felt dirty and I liked it. I liked her innocent-looking face and her youthfulness. I liked that she was crazy about me and my cock.

  “Suck,” I told her firmly and this time, Wynnie complied. Boy, did she know how to please me.

  Months had gone by and I still wasn’t quite used to her sinful enthusiasm and eagerness for having my dick in her hands, her mouth, her pussy or her ass, between her tits. She liked me to use her this way and in return, she used me to her heart’s content as well.

  I groaned deeply as her tongue slid up and down my length and the suction of her mouth increased. She suddenly let me go again and glanced at me only to say, “Dirty old man,” before latching on to my dick again.

  At thirty-two, I was hardly old but she liked reminding me of how much older than her I was as though she got off on it or something.

  In the heat of the moment, I’d almost forgotten Ella but Wynnie hadn’t because I caught her eyeing my former friend as she continued to blow me.

  "Filthy girl," I whispered to her and she let out a moan and bobbed her head quicker, drooling all over my dick.

  No matter what, no matter how many dirty deeds we did together, the tenderness and love I felt for her always overwhelmed me.

  "Come up here and kiss me," I said urgently and she slowly released me again and got to her feet.

  I clamped my hand behind her head and gave her a hard, possessive kiss, hugging her so tightly. My cock throbbed and strained between us and Wynnie rubbed against it, slowly starting to lift her dress. She wasn't wearing panties and I fingered her with my other hand, slipping them in and out of her wet hole.

  Wynter finally pulled her mouth away, breathless and aroused and pushed me until I was pressed to the wall, sweeping her hands over my chest.

  "Show her how you fuck me," she demanded, her grey eyes stormy and mad with desire for me. "Don't hold back. Show her how completely you belong to me."

  I twisted us around until she was the one against the wall this time, hoisted her up so that her legs were wrapped around me and lined my cock up with her entrance. She was still as curvy as ever but I was no longer the weak as man who couldn't handle a fight and it showed in the way I fucked her against that wall, eliciting loud, lustful cries from her pretty mouth while Ella watched us.

  I began to like it. I began to like it a lot actually. Our blatant exhibitionism, the sweet taste of revenge executed in this shameless, decadent manner. Ella's betrayal might have led to my ruin but she hadn't been able to tear me and Wynter apart. Never was I going to leave Wynter Cassidy over anything or anyone. Never was I going to let a single thing break us apart now.

  It was ride or die then and it always will be.

  Slamming into her like the savage I was, I bit down on her neck and laughed a little at the way she dug her nails into my skin and pulled at my hair. We were animals in the making and damn proud of it. I wanted to show everyone what we were together. Hiding out had been healing
for both of us after everything we had faced but it was time to kiss the sunlight now.

  It was time we returned to reality.

  "I'm cumming, baby. Oh my God, it's...it's...oh fuck Jude!" Wynter moaned deeply and I felt her squirting upon my cock, one of those particularity intense orgasms that completely unravelled her.

  A couple of seconds later, it was my turn and I let go just as fiercely and ecstatically, bruising her hips with my fingers just the way she liked it. The way my cum shot into her was the most raw and satisfying feeling in the whole goddamn universe.

  We gasped into each other's necks when we were done and I knew Wynnie was looking at Ella as she asked in a mocking tone, "Enjoying the show?"

  Quiet fell in the cabin as soon as our frantic fucking ceased and I felt my face burn, not just from the exertion but from what I had let my old friend see while getting carried away on a tide of lust and lewdness. I felt shame because of how much I had enjoyed putting up a performance and Wynter probably knew because she could read me like a book. She could always tap into the parts of me I pushed down, bring them to the surface and help me embrace them.

  "Bath time for you, love," she whispered in my ear and kissed it as I lowered her to the floor.

  I didn't look at Ella as I went over to the tub and filled it up with warm water before stepping of my jeans.

  "Mmm. Well, isn't that a sight for sore eyes. A bitch can be lucky," my lover teased me like the little brat she was and when I glanced over at her, she was smirking at Ella again before she kicked the door shut and locked us inside.

  "Oh so now you want some privacy?" I taunted while slowly sinking into the water and letting out a pleasurable groan as it soothed my very bones.