by D T Dyllin
Devlin walked to stand directly in front of me again and threaded his fingers back in my hair. “I know you don’t hate me, Andy baby, just like I could never really hate you. So how about showing me how much you love me.”
I gazed up to meet his limpid chocolate pools as he took one of his hands from my hair and unzipped his pants.
Chapter Twelve
~David
“Fuck no! Hell fuckin’ no!” I spat in Tara’s face. I don’t know how she’d managed to lead me out of the VIP room, leaving Devlin and Alexa completely alone. Now as I tried to gain re-entry, the little bitch Tara was dancing back and forth in front of me, blocking my way. I’d never hit a female before but she was seriously tempting me. I’d never liked Tara Nelson. She’d always seemed so fake, and I wasn’t talking about her tits. I couldn’t believe when Alexa had told me that they were still friends. Although with what she was doing, friend wasn’t the term I’d use with her… more like enemy.
“You need to get the hell out of my way. What kind of person leaves their supposed friend in there with someone like that?”
Tara reached out and grabbed my arm, digging her nails into my skin. “They’re fine. Leave them alone. Don’t mess things up for them just because you have some kind of thing for her.”
“I don’t have some kind of thing for her,” I snapped. “A part from caring for her as a person. That’s probably something you wouldn’t understand.”
Josh stepped up beside me and laid a hand on my shoulder. “Come on man, you can’t interfere. Let Alexa work shit out with her ex. I’m just pissed because we don’t have a camera in there.”
I smirked at Tara. “That’s right. If you don’t get out of my way you’re forcing Alexa to be in breach of her contract. We have the right to have cameras on her right now.”
Tara took a few steps back and scrunched up her face. “Seriously?”
“Yep,” Josh said, backing up my lie, or exaggeration really.
Tara nibbled her lip and slinked away, but not before catching Josh’s eye. “I’d recommend staying far away from her,” I said. “That bitch is poison. Trust me.”
Josh shook his head. “I can’t believe some of the girls who went to your high—“ But I didn’t wait to hear the rest of what he said. I needed to get back in the VIP room to make sure Alexa was all right.
Chapter Thirteen
~Alexa
I’m one of those rare people who enjoy both dominating and submitting when it comes to bed play, it really just depends on my partner and mood. Devlin though, he always dominated, which was one of the reasons he liked to watch me play with other guys. He’d enjoyed me being the aggressive one with someone else because he couldn’t let me take control with him. In some strange way it still let him feel like he was dominating me because he’d tell me who I should seduce. I rarely had a say in it. But I’d been okay with it because I had loved him. I’d thought he’d go with me to L.A. and somehow we’d stay a couple even while I pursued my dream of becoming a porn star. When he’d told me that he wouldn’t go with me after all, I realized that our relationship wasn’t what I thought it’d been. It didn’t change the fact that I loved him… just that I knew I had to leave him behind. But as I stared up at him, me on my knees and his hard throbbing cock pressing against my lips…I fell headfirst into my past. It didn’t matter what names he’d called me. He didn’t mean the things he said. I’d hurt him so he wanted to hurt me back. He obviously still loved me.
I moaned around Devlin’s hot flesh as he pushed into my mouth and hit the back of my throat. He held me still as he pumped in and out of me, fucking my face. I was enjoying it, I’d missed him so much more than I’d realized and I was dripping for him. I wanted to do more than just give him head, I wanted him to fuck every hole I had available. It was always how we showed each other that we cared when we’d been a couple. Sex equaled love and affection between the two of us.
But then the atmosphere changed. Devlin’s grip shifted so that his fingers were digging into the side of my face and his rhythmic pumping turned brutal. I choked and tried to pull away but he had complete control over the situation and I had none. Time seemed to slow down and Devlin’s cruelty felt like it went on for an eternity as he tortured my throat with his dick. Just when he was ready to come, he shoved my head all the way down so my lips touched the base of him, and he pinched my nose. I could feel his hot seed sliding down the back of my throat as I flailed and hit at him, trying to get him to release me so I could breathe. I was starting to panic when dark spots began to dance in front of my eyes.
“What the fuck?” I heard David’s muddled voice. It was hard to make out with my heart beating so loudly in my ears.
Devlin suddenly let me go and I fell to the ground, gasping for air. As I lay on my side, the taste of Devlin still on my tongue, I watched as David—geeky Davy Jones from high school—tried to defend me against the man who claimed to have loved me. David didn’t stand a chance. With one punch he was on the floor next to me, blood trickling down his chin from a split lip, and my eyes fluttered shut, encasing me in oblivion.
Chapter Fourteen
~David
What I saw—Alexa on her knees, Devlin’s engorged dick in her mouth, him pinching her nose while she flailed and hit at him. Her reaction told me what was happening was not rough sex of some kind—it was Devlin torturing her.
“What the fuck?” I blurted, causing Devlin to release Alexa—Thank God. She slumped to the floor and her eyes turned up to land on me. I was completely ensnared in their saddened depths when I felt something hard smash into my face. I hit the ground and was slightly dazed, the tang of copper filling my mouth. I glanced back over at Alexa whose eyes had fluttered shut. She passed out. She fucking passed out. A rage like I’d never felt before overcame me. I jumped to my feet and went straight into a fight stance. I’d been studying mixed martial arts for years now. I would never be big enough, or good enough to compete, but I could hold my own against someone like Devlin Saint. He may be a big motherfucker, but guys like him thought that size was everything. They rarely trained beyond lifting weights at the gym.
Devlin eyed my stance and laughed. “Are you for real with that shit?”
I cupped my hand and struck a blow to his temple with lightning speed. He immediately swayed to the side, blinking at me. His face then screwed up in anger and he charged me. I redirected his force and let him carry himself into the wall. He dropped like a bag of rocks. When he didn’t get up but blinked at me with a dazed expression, I grinned. “I bet that felt pretty fucking real.”
The curtain to the VIP room flew back and several Pittsburgh Police Officers stampeded in. I raised my hands in surrender. “He attacked her.” I nodded in Alexa’s direction. “And I’m pretty sure he’s on something.”
One of the cops moved to Devlin and started frisking him. It only took him a moment to find what I was hoping he would. He pulled a plastic bag with while powder from Devlin’s inside vest pocket. He glanced at his partner and whipped his handcuffs off his belt. “You’re under arrest…”
I didn’t bother to listen to the rest of Devlin getting his rights read, the situation was in hand. I needed to make sure Alexa was taken care of. I turned to the other cop. “Can you please call a paramedic for her?”
“Already on the way,” he snapped gruffly. “While we wait I need for you to give me your statement.”
“Of course.” I told him what I’d seen and how I’d reacted, but the entire time all I could think of was Alexa. I stared over the cop’s shoulder and watched her, hoping she would wake up soon. The longer she stayed unconscious the more worried I grew. The only assuring factor was the deep rise and fall of her chest. Just as I was finished talking, the same paramedic that had come to the hotel when Alexa had been passed out rushed into the room. I heaved a sigh of relief. Everything would be okay…at least I hoped.
Chapter Fifteen
~Alexa
“Alexa? Alexa, can you hear me?�
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I swatted at whoever was trying to wake me up. I was so tired and everything was spinning. “Sleeping. Leave me alone,” I grumbled and tucked myself into a little ball.
“Alexa, you need to wake up.”
Sudden light appeared in front of my left eye as someone peeled open my eyelid. “What the hell?” I jolted up and nearly knocked my face right into David’s. But it wasn’t him that had been abusing my sensitive eyes. Crouched right beside me on the floor was a paramedic with a tiny flashlight. He addressed David instead of me.
“She seems fine, no signs of a concussion, but I’d recommend following up at the hospital or at the very least with a general practitioner tomorrow. She doesn’t seem to be having much luck lately. A good thing she has you.”
“Thank you.” David stood and shook the elderly paramedic’s hand. “I’ll make sure she follows up with a doctor.”
“David—” I glanced around the empty VIP room—no Devlin—no Tara— No one was there except for me and David, since the paramedic had just left. “What happened?” A flash of David hitting the floor played across my mind’s eye. I lifted my throbbing head up so I could better see his face. Except for his split lip, he seemed to be completely unmarred.
David dropped down beside me, his cerulean eyes skimming over me, studying, assessing. “How do you feel?”
My nostrils flared with annoyance. “Answer the damn question. What happened?”
“Look, Alexa, just because I don’t buy into that stupid alpha male bullshit, and I don’t spend half of my life in the gym, doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself, or you.” He tapped the end of his finger on his lip. “Devlin may have gotten the first punch, and yeah, it was a doozy, but…like I said…I can take care of myself.” His lip cracked open and started to bleed again as he spoke. “We need to get out of here. Do you want to make your statement now or go down to the station later?”
My eyes widened as far as they could go. “What? Who called the cops?”
“The manager. He didn’t want any trouble for the club. Devlin had some cocaine on him so they took him in.”
My head pounded with the same rhythm as my heart beat. “Not now. I just want to go back to the hotel. I’ll make a statement later—tomorrow or something.” Devlin wouldn’t sit in jail for long, not with his father’s lawyers on task.
“Where are Tara, Josh, and Mac?”
“They went with Tara to some other club. Tara was getting antsy around the cops so I suggested they go with her and get some generic background filler filming done.”
Huh. Was Tara doing drugs too? Or was she hiding something else? I wasn’t normally excited to see cops but I didn’t get antsy either. I’d have a little chat with her later about what was going on with her. “So just you stayed?”
David tried to smile but his lip was obviously bothering him a bit. “Yeah.”
A spark of warmth started in my belly and crept through out my system, heating my skin. David had stayed to take care of me. But my warm fuzzies only lasted a moment before embarrassment took its place. He’d seen what Devlin had been doing to me, after all. Devlin and I had played rough before, but he’d crossed the line and taken it into scary territory. I’d never been afraid of him before, or anyone else for that matter. If I had been I never would have trusted him with so much of myself.
“I just—can we go back to the hotel please?” I hated how little and fragile my voice sounded. I wished that the floor would open up and swallow me whole.
“Of course, whatever you need,” David said softly. He helped me up and maneuvered me so that I was tucked into his side. A part of me wanted to pull away from him, but at least in my position I didn’t have to make eye contact with him and—I felt completely safe with his arm wrapped around me. I let him lead me outside without really seeing anything in front of me. I supposed maybe I was in shock, and most definitely still drunk. I had a lot to think about and my head was killing me. When we were safely being driven home in the Lincoln Town car, I allowed myself to curl up in David’s lap and close my eyes.
Chapter Sixteen
~David
I peered down at Alexa’s small body as she slept in my lap. Warmth bloomed in my chest, along with a certain kind of tenderness that I’d never really felt before. Her long blonde hair was obscuring most of her face so I reached down and smoothed it behind her ear. She made a small happy sound and snuggled into me more. As I gazed down at her perfect face I knew two things for certain. One was that she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on. And two, I wanted—no needed, to protect her. Hell, I had already started doing it without the conscious decision to do so. She’d been taken advantage almost all of her life, and she didn’t deserve to be treated so poorly.
A part of me had wanted her to be some shallow callous bitch, because I’d never really gotten to know her in high school. I’d wanted to film her scandalous life for all to see. To show everyone what she was really like. As it turned out, she was nothing like I’d hoped. She was smart, funny, sexy, and kind hearted. She wasn’t aware that I knew, but I’d done some digging while she’d been passed out in my room earlier. She gave a very big portion of her paycheck from each of her films to various women’s shelters. She also supported her Aunt Suzy. I had been battling the notion of keeping professional distance between her and I right up until I’d walked in on her with Devlin. That sight had shot all hopes of professionalism to shit.
I’d never known Andy, and Alexa was a mirage. The real Alexandra was someone who most people never got to know. I wanted to know her. I wanted her to trust me. I wanted—fuck—I wanted something that I knew deep down I couldn’t have. Women like Alexa didn’t go for men like me. They picked the Devlin Saints of the world, no matter how poorly they treated them. Unlike in fiction, nice guys usually finished last, and guys like Devlin weren’t hiding a heart of gold—they were just assholes. Assholes who got the girl that nice guys like me wanted.
“We’re here, sir.” Dennis stated calmly. I looked out the window as we pulled smoothly to a stop in front of our hotel.
“Alexa,” I whispered, trying not to startle her awake. “You need to wake up, we’re here.” She mumbled something about ice cream and sex before going motionless again. It looked like I was going to have to carry her. It wouldn’t be a problem, she was tiny and I wasn’t the weakling I once was—but I was worried someone might recognize her and snap a photo. I snorted to myself. Who was I kidding? Porn stars were expected to lead a life of debauchery.
I scooped Alexa up in my arms and awkwardly shimmied out of the car with Dennis’ help. Once I was able to stand up straight, carrying Alexa was simple. The Sheraton employees were very helpful with all the doors. The way Alexa clung so sweetly to me in her sleep made my body thrum with tension. I contemplated how I was going to get her into her room since I didn’t know where she’d stashed her key, but I decided she would spend the night in my room again so I could keep an eye on her. It would be safer for her that way. It was my duty as a human being to keep an eye on her. Yeah, that’s the reason. It has absolutely nothing to do with you wanting to stay close to her.
For the second time in two nights, I tucked Alexa snugly into my hotel bed. I was utterly exhausted. I really had no hope of staying awake all night again. At least I could check on Alexa as soon as I woke up. After stripping down to my boxers, I flopped down on top of the bed, not even making it under the covers, and fell asleep almost immediately.
Chapter Seventeen
~Alexa
I was too hot. Something hard was poking me in my ass. And I couldn’t breathe. I opened my eyes to find a pillow over my face, so removing it fixed the not breathing problem. The other two weren’t so simple. Apparently I was in David’s bed…with David. I was hot because he was snuggled up behind me, and yep, the hard thing poking my ass… Well heeellooo morning wood. I smiled to myself. By the way that he was subtly rocking his hips against me I knew he was still sleeping. He’d probably be mortified
if he knew what he was doing. Me on the other hand… well I was going to take advantage of my situation.
I slowly pulled away from David, just far enough so I could roll over to face him. Mmmm…yes. He was naked except for a flimsy pair of black boxer briefs. I cupped his erection and studied his face for a reaction. He groaned and thrust into my palm but showed no signs of waking up just yet. I pushed him onto his back and slowly, ever so slowly, peeled down his boxers. My mouth watered at the sight of David completely naked, laid out before me. There was nothing geeky about him at the moment. He was all beautiful, inked up, sexy male. He looked good enough to eat, and that’s exactly what I was going to do. I just wasn’t sure where to start. Oh the possibilities. I wanted to suck his big gorgeous cock into my mouth—to lick it and suck it until he spurted down the back of my throat. Or I could simply climb on him and go for a ride. I rubbed my legs together while I considered each option, wetness dribbling down my inner thighs. Of course I was a bit hung over, so bouncing up and down on him might make me sick. One blowjob for Mr. Jonez coming right up.
I fisted his shaft and licked up the length before sliding him into my mouth up to the hilt. His flesh pulsed between my lips and I moaned around him. The vibration caused him to groan and lift his hips off the bed. I chuckled, causing more vibration, which resulted in a hissing grunt from David. Without further ado, I began doing a twisting motion with my hand, combined with suction and plenty of tongue. I was known in the industry for giving killer head. I had no doubt David would be thanking me in—