Day (Hero Society Book 2)

by Jessica Florence

  “Everyone okay?” Phillip stopped in front of me, and I nodded. The crew looked a bit winded but still in good shape.

  “Good, hope you’re ready for this.” He looked at all of us, and then it happened. The crowd descended on us. Parents were crying out their gratitude for saving their kids, and the news people were pointing microphones in our direction, asking us all sorts of questions.

  The police had talked to Phillip, and he got them off our backs, for now. The news crew was wild with this story. We were outed.

  “We need to get out of here,” Draco murmured, and Phillip spoke to the cop that was nearest to us.

  “All right, everyone, we need to give these people some space. I think they’ve earned it,” the cop told the people. Most of them backed up, albeit reluctantly. Some weren’t willing, but it was enough that we could get out of there.

  “I’ve got to do some PR work, but you guys all go home and clean up. Nothing else you can do today,” Phillip said then gave us a wink before turning around to walk back to the crowd.

  “I don’t envy him,” Draco muttered then wrapped his arms around Rose, leading her toward his truck.

  “See you guys later,” Lilith shouted out to them, and they both waved at us.

  I turned to look her over, making sure she didn’t have any injuries.

  “You’re truly okay?” I walked over to her and lightly lifted her face toward mine with my hands on both sides of her jaw.

  She had ash smears on her face, and her clothes could use a good wash. But otherwise, she was fine. That grin grew on her lips.

  “Better if you kissed me.”

  Who was I to keep her from feeling better? I leaned in the rest of the way, which wasn’t much, and pressed my lips to hers.

  The kiss lasted for probably thirty seconds before she pulled back, grabbed my hands, then dragged me toward the Jeep.

  Time to get back to the apartment and clean up. Could be fun.

  “I’m driving,” she announced, the keys dangling in her fingers. My hand went to my pocket where the key was, to find it gone. She’d swiped it without me even knowing. Retired spy, my ass.

  As we hit the road, I kept thinking about the ways I was going to bend her over every surface I could at the apartment.

  But then we started heading in a different way than we should have, if we were heading to HQ. Instead of letting the control freak in me have his way, I sat back and waited to see where she was taking us.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Lilith

  “Surprise!” I hopped out of the Jeep with my arms wide.

  Leon looked at the building behind me with confusion written all over his face. Silly man.

  “Come on!” I was excited to show him this part of my life, my body was practically shaking with anticipation. After today, I really wanted to show him a big part of me.

  He slowly made his way out of the Jeep and walked my way. Slowpoke.

  I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the door that I unlocked in no time. One flick of my wrist turned the low lighting on, and I peered back to see Leon take in my aerial warehouse.

  “This is where I go to clear my head. I wanted to give you a little piece of me that no one really knows about.” It was my safe space, and now he was a part of that.

  He let go of my hand and walked further into the room. I turned on my music, setting the volume low enough that we could hear each other talk, but loud enough so it filled the air.

  “What do you do with these?” He had made it to my silks and was running them through his soot-covered hands. I didn’t care that we were dirty as hell; I had a bathroom with a shower in the back for afterwards. Right now I wanted us covered in our rescue. We did something magical today, and I wanted to celebrate with him.

  I took my heels off, and quickly shuffled over to him. I sifted my fingers feeling the silks softly, feeling their strength.

  “Why don’t you pull up a chair, and I’ll show you?” I whispered to him, nodding toward the single purple plastic chair that was by my loveseat near the door. His eyebrow came up, questioning me, but then his body turned, and he retrieved the chair with ease. Once he was close enough, I told him to place it just before the silks. His legs would be beneath them but the rest of him wouldn’t, perfect for what I had in mind.

  Once he was comfy, I stood in front of him with my hands wrapped around the long pieces of material.

  I listened to the music that was traveling around the room and started to feel the beat within me. It was slow and sensual, which was what I wanted right now.

  My eyes looked down at him; he was watching me with complete focus, still as a statue. Good. Using my arm strength, I lifted myself up just enough that I could open my legs around his and then lowered myself back down onto his lap. Keeping the silks in my hands, I moved over his body with my hips, side to side, then back and forth. Teasing him, but also letting him know that what I was doing was for a purpose. When I felt him harden underneath me, and his hands went to my hips, I pulled myself up then wrapped my feet around the material. I climbed up higher so his head was tilted up at me. Feeling the movements I needed to make, I twisted my leg around the silk and drifted my hand out like one would in dance.

  In one smooth move, I maneuvered myself with the help of serious core strength to have my arms free, sitting in the tangled-up silk. I rolled my hips back and forth then moved my hands up my torso, over my breasts, and then slowly pulled my shirt over my head.

  Yep, I was giving my man an aerial striptease.

  I spun around, doing a couple moves that my jeans allowed me to do, but I was limited.

  Sliding my body down to his while hanging upside down, my breasts were at the perfect spot for his mouth to reach out and touch them. He couldn’t resist, and nuzzled a nipple, as we both wanted.

  “Now, unbutton my jeans, Leon.” I groaned, feeling his tongue swirl around my barbell.

  His hands moved swiftly then I turned my back to him before winding myself back up the silk.

  It took some control, but I managed to slip my jeans off one leg at a time.

  I watched him as he watched me do a split, and twist around in the material, teasing him with my body while being just out of reach. I closed my eyes briefly, enjoying being watched by him. When I looked back down at him, he was no longer just watching me, but his jeans had been unzipped, and his hand was wrapped around his cock.

  Impatience flared inside me. I no longer wanted to dance above him like some sexy fairy in the wind, but down on his level, kissing him, touching him, and feeling him all around me. Inside me. His eyes followed my descent. I was upside down again, wrapped up so I was stable, as I reached over and caressed his cock with my fingers.

  “What were you thinking about?” I was in awe of him. I’d seen many cocks in my day, but something about this one made me anxious to play.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful, and I’m going to enjoy using this with you.” His hands lightly touched my waist, pulling me over so his breath was hot on my sex. Oh, I liked where this was going. He pressed his lips to me over my panties, and I couldn’t help but groan from the little tingles that shot up my spine, making my whole body break out in goosebumps.

  While he was working me over with his mouth, it was only fair that I do the same with him. The position we were in was much like sixty-nine, but instead of lying on top of each other, we were vertical. My tongue flicked the head of him, making his abs flex beneath his shirt.

  “Fuck, yes,” he growled, and pulled my panties to the side, diving in with a passion.

  I cried out against him, but then met his passion with passion, sucking and licking him like the sweetest of candies. The rush of his silky cock rubbing against my throat was exhilarating. Having never felt this way before, I made the decision that I never wanted to stop being like this with him. I wanted him touching me, and me touching him always.

  “Bring your feet to the floor, Lilith,” he grumbled and released my pussy fro
m his wanton mouth. I wasn’t ready to leave him yet, but I’d do as he said to. I unwound myself and then was standing in front of him.

  He stood and looked me over.

  I felt a slight pinch on my hips as he ripped my panties right off of me. His strength was in no way frightful.

  Oh no, his strength was one of the biggest turn-ons I’d ever felt.

  So strong.

  But he’d never hurt me, and that only made me want to push him to use his strength more.

  “Put your arms up,” he commanded, and I smiled wide at him, but obeyed. This was oddly erotic, letting him tell me what to do. I didn’t like being directed, but this was working for me.

  He wrapped the silks around each arm, then told me to grip it in my hands.

  “Do I want to see this fantastic ass as I slide into your sweet heat or watch your eyes light up when you descend on my cock?” His hands gripped my ass, and I giggled.

  “I vote option number two.” I may have wiggled a bit in excitement.

  He smirked and then his mouth was on mine, tongue exploring my mouth. His hands were everywhere—grabbing my ass, kneading my breasts, running through the wetness between my thighs. I was so ready for him when he plunged his fingers in, crying out from the fullness.

  He pumped them into me a few times before withdrawing and wrapping his hands on my backside again.

  “Hold onto the material,” he said, and I did so as he lifted me up and positioned me above his cock.

  I nodded, telling him I wanted it very badly without any words needed.

  He pulled back, his eyes latching onto mine, watching me like he said as he slowly lowered me onto him.

  “Oh, yes!” I gripped the material to help hold me as he used his hands to lift me up and bring me back down on him.

  This was already better than my favorite vibrator. He was like an animal as he fucked me, and I loved every second of it.

  “I love watching your tits bounce while you bounce on my cock.” His voice was confident, and I know this was taking very little effort on his part, which made it all so much better, knowing he wouldn’t tire from a cramp in his arms from lifting me.

  I felt that pleasure start to ball in my lower belly, making my toes curl.

  So close. I’d never once come on a man’s cock, but my pussy knew who it belonged to and bowed down to him in minutes.

  My release hit me like a freight train, and my grip on the material loosened, and my hands went to his shoulders, holding onto him as he made me ride it out on his length.

  “I’m not done yet,” he laughed, and I felt my own laugh coming up from my chest. What a match we were.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Leon

  Lilith was made for me.

  When I pushed, she pushed back. As soon as she came down from her orgasm, I lifted her off of me, then she went about situating the material around her chest and arms, then presenting her peach of an ass to me.

  Don’t mind if I do.

  She was being supported by the wrapped material as I slid back into her heat and went about proving just how much better my cock was over a vibrator.

  The second time I felt her sex clench tight, preparing for release, was when I lost it. Groaning her name into the air, I chased my own release with hers.

  Shivers coursed up my spine, making me shake for a second from the sensitivity.

  “Verdict?” I asked in jest, but then she gave me what I wanted.

  “Way better than my vibrator.” Her voice was winded and so sexy.

  I pulled out of her slowly, and went to find something to clean us both off.

  “Bathroom is over there,” she mumbled, and I rolled my eyes but then saw a door to the right by the back wall.

  Inside, I located some washcloths and ran them under the warm faucet water.

  She was already standing, untangling herself as I approached, so I handed her the washcloth.

  “Such a gentleman.” She smiled, and I winked at her.

  When she reached down to wipe her leg where my cum had streamed down, I felt like I got punched in the gut. She saw me stiffen up, then connected the dots.

  “Oh, don’t worry. I’ve got the little birth control that goes in your arm. Covered for a while. And no diseases here. I was always checked thoroughly.” She continued cleaning herself up, then went to slip back into her jeans.

  My brain processed the first part of her statement and felt ease about the birth control. But the last part had a feeling that came with it that I didn’t like.

  “What do you mean, checked thoroughly?” It sounded very clinical, and that concerned me. She reached down to grab her shirt and after getting it on she walked over to the love seat.

  “I don’t want to spoil this with my story,” she protested, and it made me want to know even more.

  “Tell me.” I sat down next to her.

  She looked at me with a little worry in her eyes. Did she think I was going to judge her for whatever happened in her past? I already knew from what she’d told me so far that it was fucked up, and I had a feeling that was just a tiny bit of the iceberg when it came to her.

  “Ezra claimed me as his property, but he had no issues sharing me around with his men. They used me as they saw fit. Even at the age of sixteen. But after each of them touched me, he always made sure I was thoroughly cleaned for him.” She watched my face for any sign of disgust, but she wouldn’t see anything like that. I felt anger.

  She must have seen that I wasn’t running away or thinking of her differently, because her hand reached over to cup my jaw.

  “I knew you were special the moment we started talking. For you to accept something so sordid about me proves my theory right.” I leaned in to kiss her, showing her with my lips that I didn’t care what had been done to her. And I really didn’t. She didn’t hold my asshole ways against me. She just laughed to my face and ignored them.

  Something was stirring inside of me when I touched her; she was working her way inside my head, and somewhere else that hadn’t been used in a while.

  I heard my phone ringing, but ignored it to keep kissing Lilith.

  After it started ringing again, I finally grabbed it out of my pocket and growled into the phone.

  “Don’t growl at me. Are you serious right now? Your face is all over the news!” Charles was part laughing, part freaking out through the phone speaker.

  “Yeah. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about everything. I’ve just been so busy.” It made me feel a little shitty for not seeing him as much as I normally would.

  “All good, but holy shit! This is amazing! I saw you smile, dude! On camera! They are talking about how you and your people saved those kids from the burning school, and got the guys who started the fire.” He was losing it over there—it kinda made me want to join him. I looked at Lilith, and she winked then nodded for me to go, as if she read my mind.

  “I’ll see you later.” I kissed her one more time before standing up.

  “Is that your wife? Did you guys make up already?” Charles launched into fifty questions, and I just told him that I was coming over then walked out of Lilith’s door. I decided to leave her with the Jeep and walk to Charles’s place. It wasn’t far from here, maybe another mile or so.

  While walking, I thought about Lilith and her troubled past.

  I was maybe halfway there, passing the business area of town, when I started noticing people pointing at me and staring. My gaze looked down at my clothes. Oops. I hadn’t changed since the fire earlier. Maybe I should have stopped by the apartment to put some cleaner clothes on.

  “Great job today,” someone said to me as I walked by them. I kept walking and tried not to make eye contact with anyone who was blatantly staring at me.

  Then as I passed a café where people were having their lunches, everyone started clapping. The feeling was odd, and a little uncomfortable. It had been a long time since I’d been in any limelight, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.


  I guess I really didn’t think being outed today would be a big deal, but for people to notice me walking through the city and actually clap or try to talk to me, clearly it was.

  It felt too real, trying to be a hero that everyone thought I was born to be. Now, according to everyone I passed on the street, I was the biggest hero ever for saving those kids. It was too much. Not caring if anyone saw me, I took off running to Charles’s place, at a pace no one else could match.

  My hand went to open his door, not caring if it was locked or not. I just didn’t want anyone to catch me going inside.

  Thankfully it was unlocked, and Charles was just watching TV as I walked in.

  “Hey, there’s the hero!” He smiled big, knowing how that probably was eating me. Charles was the only one who knew me inside and out.

  “Christ. I couldn’t walk here at normal speed. Everyone was…” I plopped on his couch and rubbed my hands over my face.

  “Proud of you?” he guessed, then pointed to the TV. It was a video from someone’s phone, of me walking down the street. I shook my head. It was all so fast. Shit. Now the world knew there were people with powers, if some didn’t know already or at least suspect it.

  “It’s weird,” I added, and he let out a little laugh.

  “Yeah, I could see where you would be freaked out. But this is a good thing. Now you can do your hero stuff, and no one will get in your way. Plus, bad guys see that there are tougher people than them out there, doing good in the world.” He rolled his chair back a few inches then moved it forward again, a move he did when he was antsy.

  “It’s all just happening so quickly. Two weeks ago, everything was normal.”

  He interrupted me quickly.

  “Your normal was a shitty existence, dude. I know you see it now.”

  His words were true; I did see it now. But how was it all going to change now that people knew about us? About me?