by Q. B. Tyler
I feel like he’s about to provide a rebuttal, though I’m not sure what it could be, when Dana slides up to us. “Hey.” Now that she’s standing she’s got about a foot on me. Tall and lean and with perfect curves. Her sleek straight hair falls around her shoulders and curls slightly around her breasts that are very obviously not covered by a bra underneath her form fitting dress. “I just wasn’t sure if you needed help.”
“Oh, no I think we’re good,” Dominic tells her with a polite smile.
“Actually, I got it, if you want to head back to the table,” Seth interjects and I resist the urge to glare at him. What the fuck is his deal? Do not encourage her!
Irritation spikes in my veins at everything happening when I feel my bag that’s resting against my hip begin to vibrate. I open my bag and see Micah’s name flash across the screen.
God, what does he want?
I immediately ignore the call, knowing I won’t be able to hear him.
Me:I’m out right now and it’s super loud. Will call you tomorrow.
I text him and I hear a huff from next to me. “You don’t owe him any explanations.”
I look up to see Dominic staring at me. We’ve caught Seth’s attention as well and Dominic just shakes his head. “Her birth father has decided to come around after eighteen years and he’s pressing her about having a relationship.”
“Ah, well how do you feel about that?” Seth looks at me and I look at the only other person standing with us that I don’t know.
“I feel like this isn’t the time for this conversation.” I laugh nervously and Dana’s cheeks turn slightly pink.
“Right, duh, sorry. We can talk tomorrow.” He grabs the bottle of tequila and the champagne he ordered and we walk back to the table. Seth and Dana are in front of me and Dominic is behind me as we make our way through the crowded bar back to our table. Before we get there, he pulls us back into the crowd and away from the booth. He grabs my hand and pulls me down a long hallway that I assume is toward the bathroom. There are a few people around but it’s darker, and more importantly, there are no prying eyes.
“Beautiful,” he says as he tucks a hair behind my ear and I tremble under the gentle touch, “I don’t want her.”
“I know.” I nod. “But you can have her. No one would care.” I shrug.
“I would.” He looks at me, his gaze hard and unblinking. “I would care that she isn’t you.”
I don’t know what to say or how to feel about his comment. Am I reading too much into it? “Can we execute plan B now?”
“We can. But it might be harder for us to just disappear now.” He sighs and presses a hand to his forehead. “You see why I didn’t want to come in the first place?”
“I know. I just…I figured he’d be drunk and preoccupied with her; I hadn’t anticipated they were trying to set you up with someone.” I sigh and shake my head because I should have known better. I look back towards the crowded space and bite my bottom lip. “Can you just tell him I don’t feel well and you’re taking me home?”
“You mean the plan I suggested all along, Stass?” He folds his arms in front of his chest and gives me a look I’ve been on the receiving end of many times. The I told you so look. The why didn’t you listen to me in the first place look.
“Fine, you were right and I was wrong.”
His eyes widen and he leans forward, putting his ear closer to my lips. “I’m sorry baby, it’s so loud, can you repeat that?”
I grit my teeth. “You were right and I was wrong.” I punch out every word and push him slightly away with a glare.
“Wow, how’d that taste coming out your mouth?” A playful grin finds his lips and although I know he’s kidding, now is so not the time. “I don’t think you’ve ever said those words to me.”
“Well, even a broken clock is right twice a day.” I narrow my gaze and stick out my tongue.
He shakes his head and very obviously adjusts himself in his pants. “There goes that tongue again.” My gaze flickers to the movement and then back to his lust filled eyes.
“It’s really risky here, Dominic. We’re not just looking out for Seth, but what, five other people? How many people were at that table?”
“No clue, I wasn’t paying attention.” He rubs his face. “You’re right, we have to get the fuck out of here.”
We’re almost out of the hallway when Dana appears from the crowd and her eyes light up. “Oh, I was coming to look for you. I wasn’t sure if you guys got lost!” She’s chipper and cheery and under any other circumstances, I might actually like her and her upbeat persona, but she wants Dominic and thereby she is the enemy.
“Uh no,” I tell her. “I had to use the restroom and Dominic didn’t want me going alone. I’m actually not feeling all that well though. I think we need to go.”
“Go? Oh no! Should we get you some ginger ale?” she asks and I roll my eyes.
“You do know I’m not twenty-one right? I really shouldn’t be here and I’m not really comfortable anyway.”
“Oh of course, honey. I’m sorry, what was I thinking?” She turns to Dominic. “I assume you have to go too?”
“I’m certainly not going to send her home alone.”
“Well, she is eighteen.” She giggles. “Seth says you’ll be in college in a few months. You’ll have to get used to getting yourself home on the regular.” She rubs my shoulder and gives me a smile as the condescension drips from her voice.
“Well, that day is not today,” Dominic tells her.
“Right.” She nods. “Well…ummm…look…” She looks at me and then at Dominic. “Before you go, can I talk to you for just a second?” I shoot her a confused look that is probably bitchier than anything and she turns back to Dominic who doesn’t make a move either. “Right, guess not. Okay, well, I just feel bad that we didn’t get to talk more and I wanted to see if you wanted to get a drink sometime?” I can tell now that she’s probably had a bit to drink which is probably making her more bold than usual. Or maybe she’s not used to rejection and just feels confident enough to ask men out.
If I weren’t so annoyed, I might be impressed.
“That’s so nice of you, Dana, but my wife just passed away, and I’m not ready for any of that right now.” Even though I’m trying not to fully process his words, his voice is even and kind as he lets her down.
“Oh my gosh.” She shakes her head. “I am so sorry.” She pulls a card out of her purse and hands it to him. “Just take my number anyway, in case you ever want to talk.” She slides it into his hand. “I hope you feel better, Stassia.” She smiles at me before heading past us towards the bathroom.
I don’t even have a chance to ask Dominic what we are doing when I’m being pulled out of the bar and back into the night air.
“Wait…”
“No. I want to be back in the car before she tells them we’re gone.” He pulls out his phone and rolls his eyes. “Seth is already asking where we are.”
“What are you saying?”
“Not replying yet.”
“Why?”
“Because I need to fuck you first.”
“Okay, I’m not arguing with that,” I say as he picks up the pace and I have to increase my steps to keep up with his long strides. “But what if he shows up at the car once Dana says we left?”
“We are going to park somewhere else.”
“But—” I start to refute his logic when he stops and stares at me.
“Stassia, stop fucking arguing with me.” I frown at his tone and he lets out a sigh. “I’ve got this, okay? Do you trust me?”
“Not to get us caught? Not in this moment, no.” I shake my head. “You’re thinking with your dick and it’s a bad idea.”
“Fuck,” he says as he slows his strides as we turn the corner that his car is parked on. “I know. You’re right.”
“And how did those words taste?” I giggle, throwing his words back at him.
He’s silent for a moment as we continue wal
king when he picks up the phone. “Hey, Seth.” He puts it on speaker so I can hear it as well.
“Where did you go? Dana said Stass wasn’t feeling well and you’re going home? Damn, you were just going to leave me?” There’s no noise in the background, so I wonder if he stepped outside to call him.
“First of all, you know how to use the Uber app and you know my address. I wasn’t even sure you were coming home with us tonight at all. Secondly, we were just going to get some air. It was incredibly hot and crowded in that bar and Stassi isn’t used to that environment. Once I figured out if we definitely needed to leave the city and head home I was going to call you to see if you were coming with us.” The lies are seamless and I clap my hands quietly in praise. He winks at me in response.
“Damn, well I don’t know if I’m going to Rachel’s; I may just want to come home with you guys.”
“You don’t want to get laid?”
“I mean obviously, but I don’t know, I’m not really feeling her anymore. Dana’s actually more my type.”
“Take her,” he says immediately. “Please.”
“After you rejected her? I’m good. I don’t need your cast offs.” He chuckles and Dominic rolls his eyes. “Is Stassi okay though?”
“She’s okay, just a little queasy.”
“Alright, let me just close my tab and I’ll meet you back at the car and we can go,” he says and I stamp my foot.
SERIOUSLY! I mouth at him and he closes his eyes before opening them back. “Ooookay, just let me know for sure what you decide. I don’t want to be in the car waiting for you and you decide you want to stay.”
“Definitely. I’ll let you know when I’m leaving because I’m definitely not totally sure where the car is so you can just pick me up at the front of the bar.”
“Fine, Seth. See you in a bit,” he tells him before hanging up the phone. We’re finally back at the car, and now that we are working with limited time I feel even more desperate to be with him. “The ONE time you wear pants.” He shakes his head as he opens the car door. I giggle, but I am irritated that this will take a bit more work than a skirt or a dress. “Have them off by the time I get to the other side of the car.” He tells me as he closes the door. I don’t hesitate to take off my pants. I’m trying to decide if I should take the underwear off too, when his voice fills the car as he slides in. “Underwear too.”
I slide them off, and before I can slide them into my purse he pulls them from my hands and runs his fingers over them. “These are wet as hell, Stass. That means your sticky sweet cunt is ready for me.”
“Yes.”
He turns his head and gives me a smirk. “Tell me what you want. We don’t have time for everything.”
“I know.” The thought that I won’t get to feel his tongue in my pussy makes me want to cry but I know I need his dick more. “Fuck me,” I pause, “with that.” I point at his crotch and he unbuttons his jeans and slides them and his briefs down as he moves his seat back. I’m climbing over the console into his lap and sliding down onto him before the seat is even done moving.
“There’s my baby. God, I’ve missed you.” I start moving up and down on his cock just as his lips attach to mine. I whimper and moan and cry into his mouth and he swallows them as he continues to rub my tongue with his.
I pull away from his lips. “Don’t take this away from me, again. Away from us.” I grip his shoulders as I begin to move faster and his hands grip my hips moving me even faster. The glass is beginning to fog up and in the back of my mind, I briefly wonder how fogged up glass and a car smelling like my pussy will be received by Seth. I almost stop to comment on that fact but his cock finds my g-spot and my mind goes blank momentarily. “FUCK, Daddy, right there.” I cry out.
“That where you need me, baby?” I hear his voice floating around me, but I’m already too far gone, floating in the space just before the orgasm takes over. “My God, you should see how sexy you look right now. How beautiful your sweet face looks.” My eyes fly open and I officially feel drunk off Dominic right now. My limbs are heavy and I feel like every nerve in my body is congregated between my legs. My clit thumps painfully with every thrust. “Are you going to come?”
“Yes.”
“How soon, baby? In this position and the way you orgasm, you’re going to soak my cock so much it’s going to slide down my shaft and coat my balls.” He groans. “When I get home tonight, my cock is going to still smell like your pussy and I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” His tongue slides through my lips and I taste the sweat on his. “Should have turned the car on,” he growls, but he doesn’t stop. He continues to fuck me at a relentless speed as I ride his cock.
“This can’t be it tonight. I need more, Dominic, please,” I beg. For the orgasm. For him. For everything.
He tugs my hair back, pulling our lips apart, but we continue our sexual dance. “Come to my room later.”
I gasp as I let my head fall back. It’s close. So fucking close I can taste it. “Really?”
“Yes. I need more too. We just have to be quiet.” His lips ghost down my throat and his tongue wets the skin at the base before closing his lips around me and sucking.
“I’ll be quiet,” I moan. “But let me get it out now.”
“Scream, baby. Let me hear you,” he commands. “Do it now.”
“Are you ready too?” I ask, though even if he’s not I don’t think I can wait. I squeeze my eyes shut and I can feel them twitching behind my lids. My mouth falls open and at first, nothing comes out. I feel like I’m paralyzed. I’m frozen in this spot as he continues to thrust up into my wanting pussy. I can feel myself gripping him harder as my cunt pulses through my orgasm and then I find my voice. “Oh my Godddddddd,” I cry out, as I dig my nails into his shoulders and push my lips to his. I bite down on his lip as a second wave moves through me and it must spur his because his hands make their way into my hair and pull so hard my scalp tingles with pain.
“Shit. There it is. Fuck fuck fuck. You’re soaking me, baby. Can you hear it?” I hadn’t noticed but now I do, the sounds of our juices mixing together, the elixir of our lovemaking creating a sound I fall in love with immediately. Our bodies slow, but they still cling together. My hands on his shoulders and his on my hips. I look down and see the mess between us, but more importantly, I see his cock completely wedged inside of me. My cunt kissing his pelvis. His pubic hair resting against the lips of my sex. It’s so sexy, seeing the thick thrush of dark hair resting against both his white skin and my warm brown skin.
I let out a sigh, just as Dominic presses a kiss to my wet forehead that is slick with sweat. “Wow.”
“Don’t wipe, don’t pee, don’t do anything with your pussy until I can taste what’s in there.”
I bite my lip at his sinful words and I clench around him. “But it’s…you too.”
“I don’t care. I want to taste us together. Pull your panties and pants on and hold it in there.”
My eyes flare with excitement knowing that if he’s this crazed and starved for my taste, I’m in for many more orgasms tonight.
“Okay, let’s air out the car.”
“Seth isn’t stupid, Dominic.” I shake my head as he turns the car on and blasts the air conditioning to clear up the fogged windows. He opens the sunroof and the glove compartment to pull out a bottle of air freshener and sprays the car as I attempt to tame my waves that Dominic had pulled on and made about three times bigger during our tryst. He pulls his pants up, stuffing his wet dick back into his briefs and runs a hand through his hair before wiping his brow.
“I honestly don’t think I give a fuck.” He closes his eyes as he pulls the chair back to an upright position. “That was the hottest fuck of my life.”
Pride surges through my veins at his words. “Am I the best sex of your life, then?”
“By a mile,” he says turning to me. “I thought that was pretty obvious. I’m addicted to you, Stassi. I can’t stay away even though I know it could destroy
us. I should be protecting you from this destruction. But I just…I can’t help it.”
“I don’t want you to,” I whisper just as I notice Dominic’s phone light up in the console. My heart stops when I see the three missed calls and six text messages from Seth, and Dominic rolls his eyes seemingly unbothered. “Did you mute your phone?”
“Of course, I did,” he tells me as he turns the air conditioning off full blast now that the windows are no longer foggy. “If he called while we were having sex, you would have panicked and not been able to focus. I needed you to come, baby. We both did.”
“I think he’s going to know,” I tell him as I roll the window down. “Your brother is a manwhore, he knows what sex smells like.”
He laughs and rolls his eyes. “Then I’ll deal with it.”
“Why are you being so nonchalant about this? We said no one could know. You told me I couldn’t even tell Kate!” I squeal.
“Because Kate has a big mouth and my brother and I have a strong bond built on things we haven’t told anyone. You’re eighteen, Stassi. I don’t want to tell him. But if someone has to find out, I’d rather it be him than anyone else in the world.” He pulls out of the parking spot and zooms down the street; I’m hoping it’s helping air out the car slightly.
“What the fuck? I’ve been calling you mother fucker,” Seth says as soon as he answers.
“You still at the same bar?” Dominic asks, but honestly, I’m surprised I can hear anything over the way my heart is pounding in my chest.
“Obviously, did you leave me here, you dick?”
“No, I did not. I’m turning the corner,” he says before ending the call. “Baby, relax, please. I promise, it’ll be okay. You trust me right?”
We pull up to the front and I see Seth talking to some other girl that is not Rachel or Dana and shake my head.
“I trust you,” I tell him.
He reaches across and grabs my knee and gives it a squeeze. “We’ll talk later.”
* * *
The second Stassia slid down my cock and looked at me with those beautiful bright brown eyes, I knew I would end the weekend confessing the truth to my brother. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back and the way she looked when I bottomed out inside of her like I’d somehow made her whole again, I saw a flash of my life in five years that still had her.