Standing on the sidewalk, waiting for Alec to return with the car, I lean against Kayden with his arms wrapped around me keeping me warm. It’s a cool brisk night in Los Angeles, and I never thought to bring a jacket. Shivering, Kayden pulls me against him a little tighter. I can slowly feel all the tension escaping my body, being replaced with a calm that can only come from being in Kayden’s arms.
“You did an amazing job tonight, baby.” Kayden murmurs into my ear, nuzzling his face into my neck. I can’t contain my laughter as his nose tickles me.
Resting my head against his chest, I stare up at the sky, missing the twinkling rhinestone skies of Galveston. Letting out a small sigh, I finally speak, “With all honesty, I can’t believe I did it. More than a few times tonight I was ready to bolt straight out the door. But with you, Brooklyn, Reagan, and Rebecca with me tonight, I fought through my anxiety and made it through the night and gave a successful speech.” Squeezing me a little tighter, Kayden kisses my neck and warms my body with the heat that’s radiating from him. A chill shivers along my spine as I feel his hardening erection pressing against my back. His touch is intoxicating, making me weak in the knees and my mind turns to mush.
Pulling his mouth away from my skin, making me whimper from the loss, he spins me around and stares down at me. I can’t help but get lost in his enchanting green eyes. His Southern drawl’s as thick as molasses, but smooth as velvet when he tells me, “I would’ve supported any choice ya made tonight, Savannah.”
Sliding my hands into his jeans pockets, giving his firm tush a little squeeze, I look up at the most amazing man in the world. Who, no matter what I do, is by my side supporting every choice I make. “Thank you.” I mouth to him, standing onto my tippy toes to kiss his lush lips that are beckoning to mine.
The sound of horns beeping startles me, and I pull away from Kayden’s mouth, turning to gaze at the street. Parked in front of us along the curb is Alec. I didn’t even notice him pull up in front of us. I was too consumed with my public display of affection with my insatiable boyfriend to notice anything but him.
Opening the door for me, Kayden playfully spanks my butt as I climb into the back of the town car. Slipping in beside me, he runs his hands ever so slowly along the inside of my thigh, immediately causing the car to get a whole lot hotter.
“Have I told you enough times tonight how gorgeous you look?” He asks in a low raspy whisper that causes butterflies to flutter franticly in my stomach, and my panties to moisten. “You look irresistible in that dress, but in all honesty baby, I can’t wait to see it on the bedroom floor.”
Glancing towards the front of the car at Alec, I see his attention is fully focused on the road and the navigation system leading him to my parents’ house in Beverly Hills where we will be staying all weekend instead of at a hotel in the city.
Resting my hand over Kayden’s, I lick my lips to moisten them and gently suck my bottom lip into my mouth. I clamp it in between my teeth, loving how turned on its making Kayden. I slowly guide his hand under the skirt of my dress. His eyes grow larger as he notices I slid aside my panties. A moan escapes my mouth as he slides his fingers in between my folds, teasing my clit as his mouth works its way along my neck again.
It’s going to take every ounce of will power I have to get through this car ride without mounting him right here in the backseat. I get lost momentarily as memories of our first night together flood my mind. Leaving the Envy party together in Houston, I was overcome with desire for Kayden. Throwing caution to the wind, I had fucked him right then and there in the back of his orange Audi, not caring one bit that Jax was in the front seat.
“You want my fingers deep inside of you, Savannah?” Kayden asks as he dips two fingers into my pussy. I can’t control myself and my body reacts without even thinking. I immediately rotate my hips welcoming his thick, long fingers deep inside of me.
“Yes…God yes.” Gripping the edge of the seat with one hand, I reach across his lap with the other, unzipping his jeans and sliding my hand into his pants. Sitting here beside me in his button up dress shirt and blue jeans with his cowboy boots, he looks downright delectable. “I love it when you beg for me to touch you. Tell me what you want me to do, Savannah.” Kayden’s eyes are burning hot, practically turning me into a puddle in the back seat.
Licking my lips, I drag my eyes from him back to Alec, who has the music on low, the sound of the TomTom Navigation System drowning out our voices. Biting on the corner of my lip again I focus my eyes down onto Kayden’s lap. His dick is rock solid in my hand. I can see a bead of pre cum on top of it, and it’s taking everything in me not to lean over and lick it off.
“I want you to finger me until I come…right now.” I can feel my face turning crimson as the naughty words roll off of my tongue.
“You don’t know how fuckin’ hot you sound right now, baby. I’m going to make you come so hard; you’ll be on the edge of consciousness by the time we pull into the driveway.” Watching the muscles in Kayden’s jaw pulsate turns me on even more. I love seeing how turned on I can get him just by verbalizing what I want. It’s taking everything in him, just as much as it is for me, to not rip our clothes off and fuck each other into oblivion, right here on this leather seat.
Sliding his fingers in and out of me with a slow, steady pace, he massages the inside of my vagina. Finding my g-spot he begins to pick up his pace. Moistening the pad of his thumb with my juices he rubs my clit in a firm circular motion, pushing my body to the edge. I can feel my body tightening with anticipation. My womb is tightening, and my entire body is tingling with excitement. I’m overcome with a rush of adrenalin as I hear cars zoom past us and know Alec is just a few inches away from us. Moving my hips, I grind my pubic bone against Kayden’s thumb, loving the feeling of his tantalizing fingers sliding in and out of me. Tossing my head back against the seat, I climax against his hand. My body shakes as the orgasm explodes with ecstasy vibrating throughout my entire body.
Just as my orgasm began to shake me to my core, Kayden crushed his mouth against mine, quieting my moans as they pour out of my mouth. I suck on his tongue, as it vigorously fucks my mouth. Running my fingers through his styled hair, I grip my fingers in it, trying to hold onto the last ounce of control left inside of me. Biting down on my bottom lip, a deep growl escapes Kayden’s mouth, vibrating deep inside of his chest against mine. Unclamping his teeth from my lip, he slowly drags his tongue seductively across it. “Your lips taste like honey. I could suck on them all night, baby.”
Every time he says ‘baby’ with that sweet southern drawl, I swear I fall even more in love with him. “I’m not protesting,” I laugh. “You can lick and suck every inch of my body if that’ll make you happy. Since we’re being honest here, Knox, I’ve never felt more alive than when you’re giving me earth shattering orgasms.”
Kayden’s eyebrows shoot up and a devilish grin creeps across his lips. “Baby, don’t tempt me, because I’ll take you upstairs and fuck you all night long. By tomorrow, you’d need a wheelchair to get around because your body would be so weak from all the toe curling orgasms I’d give you.”
I can’t help but laugh. I don’t for a second doubt every word that’s coming out of his mouth right now. Kayden can fuck me into a sex induced coma if I allowed him to. He rocks my world like no other man has ever even come close to.
Stopping momentarily, Alec punches the security code in, and we roll slowly through the gates leading into my parents’ gated community. Curling into Kayden’s arms, we sit quietly for the remainder of the drive. I can’t stop smiling as I think back to how the night started, to how it’s now ending. Kayden always knows exactly what to do to help me escape reality, even if it’s only for a little while.
Alec dropped us off at the front of my parents’ house and then drove over to my father’s garage to park our rented town car. Holding my heels in one hand, I take Kayden’s hand with the other and make our way into the house. It feels weird being here; the last time I
was in this house was when I was still with Logan. I let my shoes fall to the floor as soon as we step into the foyer through the double doors. My parents wanted to bring Tennessee to Los Angeles, so they built a massive three story white Southern Colonial house. It feels like you’re walking up to a mansion in the Deep South; not a house in the middle of Beverly Hills.
Before I can even flick the light on, Kayden’s crushing my body between his and the wall. Sliding his hands along my sides, he works his way to my butt. Lifting me up off the floor, I wrap my legs around his waist, “God that felt like the longest thirty minutes of my life.” He says between kisses. His mouth is working its way along my jaw, driving me absolutely crazy.
His warm callused hands inch their way under my dress, within seconds my dress is over my head and being tossed onto the floor. The cool wall against my skin makes me squeal; it’s a shock to my burning hot skin. Holding me tightly with his powerful arms, my bare breasts are pressed against his hard, chiseled chest; my nipples are being stimulated by the cotton fabric of his shirt, just aching to be touched.
Climbing two stairs at a time, Kayden doesn’t waste any time getting us into my bedroom. Navigating our way through the dark, our carnal passion for one another is intoxicating, making my need for him grow more and more desperate by the second.
“God Kayden, I need you. It scares me how much I need you right now.” I whisper against his lips as he kisses me; the intensity in our kiss is making my lips swell, and my skin ache from his beard rubbing against my face. I crave his touch; I’m addicted to it. I crave every single inch of his magnificent body.
Becoming overcome with passion, I fist Kayden’s shirt, ripping it open, sending buttons bouncing across the wooden floor. “Fuckkk! That was so hot, baby.”
I let out a small giggle. I’ve never done that before, but something’s taken over my body. All I care about is getting him naked so he’ll finally slide his gorgeous cock inside of me.
Kayden’s breathing is becoming faster, and his heart rate is racing against his chest, battling with mine. Mine’s beating with such force; it feels like it will burst through my ribcage any second.
Franticly, I yank his shirt over his shoulders as Kayden moves his arms, tossing his shirt onto the floor. Pressing me against the wall, he holds me firmly between his deliciously sculpted upper torso and the firm wall behind me. Effortlessly, Kayden unbuttons his pants, dropping them down to his ankles.
I scream out in pleasure as his exceptional length fills every inch of me. Firmly gripping my hips, Kayden slams into me repeatedly. I can’t contain my screams of pleasure, as I feel my body floating away from me into euphoria. Dragging my nails along Kayden’s back, not caring if I tear away layers of his skin, I moan, “Oh…God!”
“You feel so fuckin’ amazing, Savannah.” Kayden’s drawl caresses my skin as the words flow from his mouth. “I could live buried inside of you like this forever.”
Crashing my mouth against his, dipping my tongue deep, I feel as if I’m drowning in a sea of ecstasy. I love the feeling of our tongues making love to each other as our bodies melt into one.
I can feel another orgasm building as my core begins to tighten. Feverishly, I ride Kayden’s cock as he slides it out and then drives it back deep inside of me. Pain mixed with pleasure consumes my body as he pushes me over the edge, sending me crashing down into a mind blowing orgasm.
Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and burying my face into his neck, my body shakes violently as another, more intense orgasm rips through me. Kayden’s body jerks, and moans of pleasure escape his mouth as he pumps every last drop of his come inside of me. Completely spent; we make our way over to my queen size bed and collapse onto it. Rolling onto his side, Kayden lies beside me with his arm draped over my stomach. The only sound I hear is our erratic breathing as our bodies try to float back down to earth.
Chapter Seventeen
Our peaceful tranquility is short lived when I hear Brooklyn’s ringtone, ‘Hell on Heels’ blasting from my clutch at the bottom of the stairs. “I better go grab that, she’s probably drunk dialing me with Reagan and Rebecca.” Climbing off of the bed, I grab a silk robe from the closet and wrap it around myself. Glancing back at Kayden still laying on my bed, I blow him a sweet kiss, “I’ll be right back, love.”
Bouncing down the stairs, I flick on the foyer lights, instantly brightening the crystal chandelier hanging above the center of the room. Squinting as my eyes adjust to the now illuminating foyer, I crouch down to the floor to find my clutch. Moving my dress, I discover my purse underneath it. The music stops as I dig my phone out, but then starts right back up again before I even have a chance to check for a voice mail.
Rolling my eyes, I stare down at the screen and see Brooklyn waving the peace sign at me on the beach in the Bahamas. Smiling, I answer the phone. “You’re persistent when you’re drunk, you know that?” I laugh, making my way back up the stairs to my bedroom.
My feet freeze mid step when I hear Brooklyn crying on the other end of the phone. “Savannah…you need to come down to the LAPD right now!” Brooklyn choked out between sobs.
“The police station? What’s going on?” My hands are shaking with such force I can barely hold the phone. Gripping the railing, I slowly make my way upstairs to Kayden.
Sniffling, Brooklyn is gasping for air from her violent cries. “Zak…attacked me.” I feel like I’m going to be sick as I hear those words come out of Brooklyn’s mouth. My stomach is churning, feeling as if I’m stuck on a boat in choppy water.
Covering my mouth with my hand, I try to hold back my sobs. I have a million things running through my head right now. I try to speak, but my voice won’t work. My throat instantly goes dry as the saliva begins to build in my mouth. I can feel the acid rising from my chest into my esophagus, as it threatens to come up.
Running up the stairs, I burst into my bedroom, startling Kayden, who had passed out on my bed. I can hear Brooklyn talking to me, but I can’t process anything she’s saying.
“Savannah! Are you still there?!” Brooklyn shouts at me with panic in her voice. Dropping to my knees in the bathroom, I drop my phone to the floor and lean over the toilet just in time. Throwing up violently, I can feel my blood vessels popping in my face, my eyes are watering and my throat feels as if it’s on fire. I welcome the pain; it helps distract my brain from the words Brooklyn just said to me.
“Oh, my God, Savannah, what’s the matter?” Kayden asks, crouching down beside me and reaching for my phone. I can hear the confusion in his voice; our amazing evening just took a swift turn for the worst. I can feel it in every fiber of my body.
Trying to speak, all I can get out is “Zak!” before I begin heaving the remainder of the alcohol that was in my stomach into the toilet. Rubbing my back, Kayden starts talking to Brooklyn, who is a complete mess on the other line. Kayden’s telling her to calm down, and take deep breaths. Sitting on my knees, I lean up away from the toilet and wipe away the tears from my face; my throat and eyes are throbbing. Reaching for the hand towel by the sink, I wipe my face and stand to rinse my mouth.
I feel like I’m trapped in a never ending nightmare that no matter how hard I try, I’ll never wake up from.
“Savannah, you need to get dressed right now. We need to get down to the police station.”
Nodding my head, I take his hand and follow him into my closet. Grabbing a pair of jeans, long sleeve Hollister tee, and pink Chuck Taylors, we race to the garage, not bothering to wake Alec. Jumping into my father’s black Silverado, pulling out of the garage, Kayden slides it into drive and burns the tires, speeding down their winding driveway.
The entire drive to the station is a blur. Laying my head against the cool glass, I watch the lights flash by us. “Brooklyn’s okay, Savannah…and Zak’s in custody. Things are going to be okay, baby.” Taking my hand, Kayden pulls it up to his lips, gently kissing my knuckles.
Knowing Brooklyn’s okay, is a relief, but the guilt of knowing sh
e was attacked because of me is too much to handle right now. I now understand how Kayden felt when he saw me laying in the hospital. Thinking if he had done something, anything, that I wouldn’t have gone through what I did.
Understanding I need space and time to process that my nightmare is finally coming to an end, we ride in complete silence the remainder of the drive. Zak is now in police custody; I can breathe for the first time in weeks. I can’t help but think: What if he had seriously hurt Brooklyn? Or even worst, killed her as punishment to me for killing Jacob.
The thought of it all completely shatters me as we make our way into the LAPD station. As soon as my eyes fall onto Brooklyn, I lose it. Tears are streaming down my face, making it hard to see. She’s sitting in a chair beside the desk, her brown and blue rhinestone, one shoulder dress is ripped, and her blue suede Louboutin’s are lying on the floor beside her chair. Her legs and arms are covered in scratches, and she has butterfly stitches across her forehead.
Running to her, I drop to my knees in front of her, wrapping my arms around Brooklyn’s waist, our cries blending together as one. “I’m so sorry.” I whisper to her as I stare into her eyes, hating the sadness that’s clouding her usually brighter than life, big, brown eyes.
“What are you sorry for?” She stares at me with a puzzled look. Her cheeks and eyes are red and puffy from all the crying she’s done. “This is not your fault; you can’t blame yourself for some fuckin’ psycho’s choices.”
Standing back up, I gladly accept Kayden’s embrace. He’s talking to the police, getting all the details of what occurred this evening. I’m in shock as I listen to what happened.
I take Brooklyn’s hand, and listen as the cop explains to us the statement Brooklyn gave them. “After leaving the club, Reagan and Rebecca had a cab bring them home. She and Jerome walked into the parking garage; when they got to the town car, Brooklyn said her ears began ringing from a loud gunshot going off. She said it was so loud that it was almost deafening as it echoed across the cement parking garage.
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