Looking at me like I've lost my marbles she weighs up her options before taking the rolling pin from my hand and placing it between her teeth.
Smiling at her choice, I take one of her nipples in my mouth then releasing it with pop before blowing on it making her moan around the rolling pin. I slowly push her back so she’s lying flat on the island surface, trailing soft kisses down her middle landing at the junction of her thighs.
Her nails scratch along my shoulders so hard I think she may have drawn blood but right now I couldn’t give two shits giving her pleasure is far more important to me, and if I’m honest the pain of it turns me on more.
She starts writhing about on the island as I suckle her clit between my lips, I can tell she wants to scream right now by the muffled moans coming from her, but she’s sticking to what I asked of her and I couldn’t be more happier. Placing a finger inside her at the same time I suck her harder into her mouth as her walls tightening around me, so I push my finger into her faster and harder to give her what I know she is craving and it works because her back arches of the island and her nails dig deeper into my shoulders as I taste her beautiful orgasm on my tongue.
Kissing the inside of her thighs, I make my way back up her body that’s glistening with a sheen of sweat, her chest is rising up and down as she tries to bring herself back down to earth.
“Seeing stars there are you Angel?” Chuckling lightly at the way she narrows her eyes at me because she can’t answer me.
Taking the rolling pin from in between her teeth, I plant peppered kisses around her mouth and jaw as she slaps my arse.
“Holy fuckeroo, that was so hot.”
Laughing at her way with words I ask her.
“Like that did you?”
Pushing me away from her slightly so we’re face to face she gives me a -what do you think- look before pushing up onto her elbows and sitting up completely.
“Off.” She insists pointing at my jeans and I'm only happy to oblige her, once I've removed them and I'm standing stark bollock naked in front of her I hold my arms out and do a little twirl for her.
“Like what you see?” I ask her with a little cockiness in my voice.
“You know I do you bloody vain twat, now get over here and put that body of yours to use.”
Who am I to turn down the demands of the most sexiest woman I've ever laid my eyes on… and trust me I've seen enough.
I pick her up of the island and plant my arse on one of the stools with her straddling my hips and before she can even register on what’s happening I plow into her slick wet opening and lose myself in her heat.
“Jesus Holy Christ... Connor… yes.” She screams now she’s allowed to.
“God I love you.” I tell her as I continue my steady but hard pace in and out of her, making it near impossible for her to answer me this time.
Her breath hitches and her brow furrows as if she’s close but doesn’t want to let it go just yet… and that will just not do, placing my hand between us I rub her clit in circular motions, the way I know she likes.
“Come Angel, let it go. I've got you.” My words seeming to be the scissors to cut the final thread on her orgasms, she grips me tight as her orgasm ripples through her body in waves and I can feel her pulsing on my dick.
“Fuck me you're even more gorgeous when you come undone like that.” A few moments later I'm following her over the edge into my own star seeing bliss.
Her head falls forward onto my shoulder and I can feel her hot breath against my skin and it makes me tingle in delight and appreciate the fact she’s still alive when I came so close to losing her.
Don’t make a threat,
Then not do it.
Anonymous
I'm pacing, I never pace.
The attack I did on her didn’t work, so I thought if she knew I was still out there watching her she would leave him… for her own safety, she clearly is a stupid cow, because she’s still living with him.
The letter was supposed to send her running for the hills… but it hasn’t.
I'm beginning to think nothing will get rid of her unless I take drastic action… again.
They seem stronger than ever, he never lets her leave his sight.
They’ve gone back out on tour now and she even stands at the side of the stage and watches… I should be happy that she’s still damaged enough that she can’t dance again yet, but I'm not.
It’s not enough for me, I need to have it all and that bitch is still in my way.
I'm struggling to keep it together, I can’t bare to see them together when it’s supposed to me with him.
I need to get my shit together and kick her arse to the curb permanently.
Start each day with a
Grateful heart.
Allie
A month we’ve back back out on tour now. We’ve been all over France and I loved it. Connor even took the time out the busy tour schedule to take me to see the Moulin Rouge in Paris and I loved it. My heart hurt a little when I was watching the girls up on the stage, wishing I could get up and dance again… I'm not quite there yet but one day I will get back on a stage and do the thing I love the most and that’s dancing.
We’re now in Barcelona, making our way along the coast of Spain. The heat is lovely and I've enjoyed being able to just sit and relax in the day and it’s been made even better by the fact that Billie-Jo agreed to come along and take my place. I'm dying to ask Karina to fly out for a weekend but I know she’ll give me a flat out no, I think if she lays her eyes on Johnny any time soon she’ll either murder him or jump on him, either one isn’t good.
The guy’s have been amazing with me as well as I knew they would be, they’ve treated me as their family and that’s something I'm not used to unless it’s with my own friends.
I'm currently lying on a huge four poster bed in our hotel suite, looking out of the floor to ceiling windows and it finally hits me that I'm very lucky to be here. A million girls would kill to be in my situation and I'm not complaining because I do love being here and I love Connor with all that I am, but he’s going give himself a stress induced heart attack if he carries on the way he is. He’s got poor Tyrone his security guy following me around everywhere like a bloody shadow if he can’t be with me. He’s constantly making sure I'm ok and that I'm happy, I also understand why he’s being like this but I need breathing space.
My thinking time is interrupted when there’s a knock on the suite door, pulling my head out of my arse I gingerly climb of the bed and stretch my damaged leg out in front of me to get the stiffness out of my muscles.
Whoever is at the door raps on the hardwood again, only this time with a little more urgency.
“I'm coming.” I shout making my way over to the impatient person on the other side.
Pulling on the handle and yanking the door open I'm shocked to see Kyle my old dancing partner standing there looking rather nervous.
“K...Kyle what are you doing here?” I ask shock pretty clear in my voice.
The poor man looks like he’s had his fingers slapped by his mother and is being forced to apologize for something, he’s just standing there with his hands in his pockets, eyes cast down to the floor and his shoe seems to be the carpet’s best friend he’s scuffing it that much with it.
Snapping my fingers in front of his face to get his attention because he’s clearly here for something but yet doesn’t seem to know how to tell me.
“What do you want Kyle? You came here for a reason so spill.” I say with a little force in my words.
He finally snaps out of his funk and looks at me and that’s when I see it it on his face. Guilt.
“Kyle what is the matter?” I'm panicking now incase he’s about to tell me something I don’t want to hear.
“I… erm I just.”
“You just what Kyle?” I snap losing my patience.
“I just wanted to say how sorry I was… you know for my behaviour in Austria… before.” He trails of skirting a
round my attack, he’s obviously uncomfortable with talking about it and I don’t blame him, especially with the way he acted the night we all went out but I won’t hold it against him. The last thing I was expecting was an apology from him.
“It’s ok Kyle, your apology is accepted, just a little warning though don’t tell Connor you came up here to speak to me, he’s already a man on the edge.”
Nodding his head in agreement to my warning he mumbles a “Thanks” then he’s gone from my door just as quick as he arrived.
After closing the door I go back into the suite and grab my phone noting that it’s just after four and I know Connor will be back from his sound check soon, so I decide to jump in the shower so I can be ready for when he gets here.
Once I've enjoyed the multi jets of hot water spraying and soothing my body I wrap a fluffy white towel around myself, making my way back into the bedroom I glance to my left and notice there on the dresser mirror in what looks like red nail polish are the words…
I warned you to leave him.
Dropping my towel in utter shock I scramble to pick it back up and put it back around my now chilly body.
Someone was in here whilst I was showering, I can’t stop shaking, my skin is prickled all over with goosebumps. Snapping out of my zombie like state I grab my phone from the bedside table and go to call Connor but notice I have sixteen missed calls and seven texts all saying the same thing, I swipe my phone open and that when I see it’s from karina.
Call me asap
Karina.
Oh shit this can’t be good, apart from the attack Karina doesn’t know about the lurker on the street outside Connors building or the letter I received right before we left.
I sit myself on the bed with my back against the headboard, dialing her straight back the phone doesn’t even have time to finish dialing out before she’s answered it and straight away I'm on a knife’s edge again when she blurts out.
“Mofo please tell me your ok? Panic pouring out her voice.
“Yes, Mofo I'm fine why?” I ask trying my hardest to sound like I'm anything but fine.
“I know you're lying to me Al, and I know because I'm freaking out over here myself.”
“K… why are you freaking out? I'm ok.”
Scoffing at my repeated response she goes silent and I can hear her wafting what sounds like paper in the background.
“What’s going on mofo?” I pester hoping she’s going tell me sooner rather than later.
“Well after you left I did the unthinkable, I went and stayed with my dad for a few weeks, I needed to get out of this apartment I was going nuts Allie, it’s just not the same without you, I just can’t bring myself to face him again just yet, so I reached out to my dad and we talked, it seems to be going ok. We’re trying to rebuild our relationship.”
Surprised but happy that she’s doing this I tell her so.
“That’s fantastic K, I'm really happy for you.”
“Yeah so was I till I got back and I finally checked my post.”
Oh god… no… no… no not another one this can not be happening… I think I'm going to throw up.
I must’ve been silent for too long because the next thing I know she’s yelling my name down the phone.
“Al I don’t even have to tell you what I received do I? Because you already know, don’t you?” Nodding my head to her questions even though she can’t see me, the tears silently stream down my face.
“Read it to me.” I demand voice thick with so much emotion I don’t even know how I got the words out, dread filling my body and weighing me down like a lead balloon.
“Mofo...no… don’t do this to yourself.”
“Just read it K, I have to know.”
Huffing and puffing down the phone making it pretty clear she’s not happy with what I've asked her to do.
“Ready?” She questions me, hoping I may change my mind.
“I'm ready.” I answer her, even though I'm anything but ready, my nails are digging that hard into my palms I'm sure to leave marks or draw blood.
“Right ok… but remember you're the one who’s making me tell you.”
“Yeah ok just bloody do it K.”
“Here goes…
Consider this a warning Karina, I've warned that little blonde bitch but she doesn’t seem to want to listen to me, so I suggest you tell her to leave him or she isn’t going to like the consequences, and neither are you.”
Her breath hitches on the last sentence and I know she’s petrified, finding my voice from somewhere.
“I know you're scared right now, I was at first but everything is going to be ok K, I promise!” Sounding a lot more confident than I feel at this moment in time. In a rush of words I get back. “How do you know it’s going to be ok Al? You’ve already been attacked once who’s to say it won’t happen again?”
She’s right… she always is.
It’s a fear I lived with everyday since… silently.
But I have to carry on with my life I can’t let this nut job dictate how I live my life… I won’t let them win. Looking up from where I'm twiddling a loose piece of thread on the bedding I see the writing on the mirror and my fight or flight kicks in. I'm so tempted to run and give them what they want but that would be the easy way out and I've never been one to give up so easily.
Stiffening my spine I sit up straighter and with a new found resolve I tell Karina who is still waiting for me to answer her.
“I just know mofo so please just trust me on this, you need suck it up and get your arse out here so you can see for yourself.”
“I’ll think about it.” Is all I get from her before we say our goodbyes.
I'm just about to get off the bed and start the task of removing the nail polish before Connor sees it when I hear the suite door slam shut.
Shit.
I wasn’t going to mention this to him.
There’s no way I can hide it from him now.
He’s going to go mental and even more possessive once he finds out someone was in whilst I was showering.
“Angel?” He calls out from the living room sounding frantic already.
“Angel?” He shouts again not giving me time to answer him.
“I'm in the bedroom.” I call back.
The second he hears my voice he comes barrelling through the bedroom door like a bull in a China shop, banging the bedroom door open so hard it bounces back off the wall.
Oh fuck…
I am scared of all the
Things I feel but cannot
See.
Connor
I call her name out as soon as I walk through the door to our hotel suite but get no answer… I'm frantic. It’s hard to explain the feeling I got in the pit of my stomach whilst I was in sound check, all I knew was I had to see her.
Something didn’t sit well with me and usually my gut feelings are right.
So I call out again.
“Angel?” God help me she'd better answer this time or i'll lose my shit.
“In the bedroom.” Thank fuck… even though I heard her I'm still running towards her voice like a lunatic. Crashing through the bedroom door. I go into panic mode. All I see is red sprayed across the dressing table mirror. Is it blood? My hearts racing.
If someone has touched her, I won’t be responsible for my actions.
Looking from the red smears on the mirror, my eyes search her out, landing on her tiny frame standing by our bed in just a towel. If she didn’t look so scared, I’d be stripping that towel away from her sweet little body right about now.
My feet automatically carry me over to where she’s standing, like a moth to a flame. Judging by the way she’s shaking when I take her in my arms, I was right to come back and check on her.
“Angel, you're scaring me here. What’s happened?” My voice giving away just how scared for her I am right now.
Holding her away from me at arm’s length, I see tears silently roll down her cheeks. Lifting a shaky finger she
points behind me, I know she’s showing me the mirror. Taking a lungful of air I prepare myself for what I'm about to see. I didn’t look at it properly when I came rushing in here I just saw red on the mirror. Once I'm turned away from Allie, I finally see what’s been graffitied on the glass.
Its another warning.
Its written in red nail polish to make you think its blood, which I did when I first got here. Then it hits me like a ton of bricks… someone was in here, someone managed to break in my hotel suite.
Swinging back round to Allie I grit out.
“Have you left the room?” I'm hoping and praying she says yes, but I can see it written on her face what her answer is going to be.
Shaking her head, she lowers it and whispers.
“No. I was in the shower, and when I come back out I saw it. ”
Goddammit.
My body is violently shaking. Knowing someone has been in here whilst she was alone anything could’ve happened to her, and I wouldn’t have been able to protect her.
Guilt chews on my insides. I should’ve made her come to sound check with me, or at least I should’ve left Tyrone outside manning the door.
Whipping my body back around her I take her back in my arms and her body is trembling. My blood is boiling with anger. Over the last month since I've been back on tour we’ve had nothing but bliss, spending time together doing the things we both love in the day, then getting lost in each other at night it's been amazing, but now the shit has well and truly hit the fan. Her crystal blues stare up at me and I see something in them, I don’t know what it is but I know I'm not going to like what she’s going to tell me.
“K… K… Karina.” She stumbles her words out around her sniffles not making any sense.
“What does Karina have to do with any of this, Angel?.” I'm so confused, I have no idea what she's trying to say to me. And I definitely have no clue what Karina could possible have to do with any of this. What I did know was that I was not expecting what came out of her mouth next. Not in a million years.
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