by C. A. Rene
The doors to the courthouse open and I watch as my sexy as fuck female walks out. She’s wearing a nude pants suit today with a lacy black shirt underneath with some sexy ass red bottom shoes. She pulled her hair back into a low bun and wore next to no makeup and still looks immaculate.
“She looks happy.” Emmett drawls, “she must’ve received the news she wanted.”
Yeah she does look smug, which is a very fucking big relief. Not only does this make life easier without the added stress of her maybe having to live in a foster home, but she also said something about paying the judge a late-night visit if it didn’t go her way.
“Did you want to go back and grab your bike?” I ask, "or are you coming back with us?”
“I should take the bike. I need to spend some time with Carm before I move here.”
“True.” I agree.
The door to the Hummer opens and Ember climbs into the backseat, her perfume wafts to the front and I instantly grow hard. I look at her through my rear-view mirror and match her smirk.
“Boys, you are looking at a grown ass adult.” She puts her hands in the air. I can see she’s holding back the sadness because it’s consumed her eyes. I know she would rather be a daughter to Debra and Scott instead of a ‘grown ass adult’.
“Congrats, womb sharing demon.” Emmett grins and Em rolls her eyes.
“Emmett is going to ride back on his bike so we have to head back to the house.”
“Okay,” she looks wide eyed at him. “You are coming back?”
“Yeah, I am.” He nods, “you will have to help me enroll for school.”
“Okay.” I watch as the relief eases her tense shoulders.
“We should probably grab a hotel tonight, considering Emmett can’t ride his bike for such long distances.” I suggest.
“That’s such a waste of time,” Em whines. “Emmett, take my parents Mercedes and leave the bike at the house.”
Both Emmett and I turn in our seats and look at her. Since that car has been returned, she has barely even looked at it.
“You sure?” Emmett asks hesitantly.
“Yes.” She nods.
We both turn to the front and side eye each other. His brow is raised and I give a slight nod. Whatever Ember wants at this point is what will happen.
After the switching of vehicles and changing of clothes we are finally on our way. Ember is debriefing me on what will go down with the recon mission. This guy-Carlos-lives on campus and rarely leaves on the weekends. He’s also a tutor and on Saturdays spends his time at the campus library. Our plan is to have Ember dolled up and make a visit to the library where she will engage with Carlos and try to tempt him to go out with her the following weekend. It pisses me off but I just have to keep telling myself it’s all a game. I can’t bring myself to be fully on board with this because the kids should never pay the price of their parents, God knows how I feel about that. I’m just afraid to voice my opinion because I don’t want to be left out and then something bad happens to her.
I would rather we find out where Talia is and take the pound of flesh from her. That, I would absolutely participate in, that vile woman more than deserves it. Her kids though, we don’t know if they are evil like her and we definitely don’t know what they will do with their futures. Take for instance Travis and I, he looks emo sure and he’s looking like a kicked dog these days but he is nothing like his father, and I know he would never do the shit Robert did. Me? Sure, I have this dark thread that runs through me, I enjoy certain aspects of life that a majority of people don’t. I like to fight and I like watching my girl commit some heinous acts in the name of justice but I’m not Robert’s level of evil. Point being, Talia’s offspring are probably nothing like her, the oldest rarely goes home, that must mean something.
“You’re quiet.” Em says into the darkened vehicle.
“Just thinking.”
“About?”
“This Talia bitch and what we have to do this weekend.”
She nods and rests her head back against the headrest. She’s looking exhausted and I try to remember the last time I actually saw her sleep. I’ve been in her bed every night but I don’t stay all night. So, I haven’t seen her sleep and that fucking worries me. I make a mental note to ask Emmett if Ember is sleeping. Dire mistakes can happen when you’re too exhausted and all your senses start to blur.
Watching the New York skyline and the lights off the Eiffel Tower is mesmerizing. We finally arrived here about three in the morning and Ember made a beeline for the cushy shower with the five hundred jets. I just need to seek stillness and try to calm my thoughts. I don’t ever want to doubt Ember but on this I believe her logic is tormented with grief. If someone took my mother from me I would want to retaliate too, but not like this. Not on the children, no matter how many sins of the parent they bear. I have to somehow convince her to stick to the proper target but I have to admit it would be better for her to meet him and maybe learn more about him, that way she puts a human face and personality to her plan.
I see a flicker of movement behind me through the reflection of the glass. I watch as Ember approaches behind me without any clothing on and her hair dripping water down her breasts and over her flat stomach. I flick back up to her smirking face and see her eyes almost glowing in the dark, a bright green blue that steals my breath. She walks in further and her toned legs flex causing drops of water to splash to the floor. She really is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen and I will always thank God for letting me have her.
I turn around, whip my shirt off over my head and throw it to the ground. This week while Ember was busy I added some more ink of my own. Something for her-a statement-to say this for me, is forever. Over my heart I got the infinity symbol, one side has her initials E.C. and the other side has mine, V.G. I watch as her eyes widen and take it in. Around the infinity symbol are burning flames, our love burning forever.
“When?” She breathes, coming closer.
“A few days ago. It’s still a little scabby but it should be healed up in a week.”
“Vin, it’s amazing. I want one to match.”
“Okay baby.” I smile.
She runs her fingers over the design and I watch how her mouth spreads into a wide smile. It makes my heartbeat take off and all I want to do is stuff my cock between those luscious lips. She brings her finger tips to my pierced nipple and gives it a tug. A growl works its way out of my throat and she chuckles. Her fingers trail south and over my abs, slowly torturing me, my dick agrees and jerks inside my pants. She gets to the waist band of my sweats and reaches inside.
“I love watching your big dick swing in these sweats and knowing I can have it whenever I want.” She groans as she wraps her hand around me.
I can’t respond because the feel of her thumb dragging across my tip makes me moan and pump myself into her hand. In record time she pulls my sweats and boxers down and my dick springs free, nearly smacking her in the forehead. She wraps her hand around me once more and licks me from my base all the way to the piercing at the tip then moans, making me almost shoot my load all over that pretty face.
She sucks my tip into her mouth and the feel of her moist warmth makes me lean my head back against the window. The feeling of the cold glass on my head makes me aware we are both naked in front of a window, anyone could look in at us. Instead of that making me self conscious, I become more heated and overly aroused. I slip my fingers into her hair and tighten my grip, forcing myself inside her mouth deeper. She gags around my length and I pull back a bit to let her breathe. She flicks her tongue on my piercing and the sensation carries all the way to my balls. I jerk inside her mouth and force myself back into her throat, deeper than I was before. She gags again and tears spill out and run down her face. Fucking beautiful.
I force her to release my dick and stand up in front of me. I don’t have much longer to go so I pick her up by the back of her thighs and turn to press her against the
window. She gasps when her back hits the cold pane but I don’t stop to adjust, I want everyone to see what’s mine. I line myself up with her center, I know I should maybe prep her more considering how big I am but there’s just something so fucking hot about my big cock causing her pain as I force my way in, making her spread and clamp around me like a fucking vice.
I push in and make it half way before her pussy refuses me any further. Ember’s head hits the window and the sound spurs me on. I pull back out to the tip and slam all the way in, balls deep. Her eyes roll back into her head as she swears on a scream. I repeat the movement a few more times and I watch as her liquid spreads all over my cock. The sounds her pussy makes as I slam into her makes me grit my teeth and I try to hold on until she comes. I tip her pelvis out a bit and force her to lean her shoulders against the window. This angle always makes her come quickly. I begin to really pound into her and I feel her legs begin to tremble.
“That’s it, come all over this dick.” I ground out and I continue my assault.
“Fuck Vin, Fuck!” She screams as her pussy clamps down and thrusting into her almost becomes impossible.
When she finally comes down I pick up my pace and let myself cum, the sensation running through my balls and up my shaft like warm, tingling water. I spill myself into her as I grind her into me and watch as she comes again from the motion.
I pull out of her, still keeping her spread wide and propped against the window. I massage her ass in my hands and watch as our combined juices drips out of her and onto the floor. My dick twitches and I can feel myself starting to harden again as I pull her into my arms and carry her towards the bedroom.
“Round two, baby girl.”
29
Vin drops me off about a block away from the Columbia campus library and I walk in a steady pace towards it. Vin demands that he be present inside the library as well so he can see what our target looks like. I’m not stupid, I can see he has some sort of morality problem with this specific hit and I can’t help that. It’s happening whether he helps or not. I lost my family to this guy’s monster mother and I refuse to let that go.
I couldn’t live with myself if I let it go.
I decide to dress like a college student and throw on a pair of leggings with a tight crew neck. Vin purchased me a hot pink Columbia sweater and I cringe as the loud colour assaults my eyes. My hair is piled on top of my head in a messy bun and my face is devoid of any makeup save for a sparkling lip gloss. I need to look a little sleep deprived and slightly disoriented like I spent the whole night studying.
I enter the library and head to the far back right, this is where he does his tutor lessons. I spot Vin almost immediately sitting at a table with a few large texts in front of him. I stumble a bit when I see he’s sitting wide legged, baggy jeans tucked into a pair of tan Timberland boots and a tight black t-shirt. He has his curly hair gelled on top and a black bandana wrapped around his head. Sure, I saw him in the Hummer on the way here but I was a little preoccupied with my mission to really notice him. Well fuck, I am totally noticing him now and it’s making it hard to remember why the fuck I’m here. He sees my reaction to him from the corner of his eye and the smirk that lines his face makes his dimple pop. Sexy asshole.
I shake him off and continue to the table beside where I see Carlos sitting and talking to two females. They are clearly taking his tutoring lessons only to giggle and flirt their eyelashes at him. I can see why. I may love Vin but I can admit when a guy is hot and Carlos is hot. He has jet black hair that’s a messy tangle on top of his head, like he’s been running his hands through it all day. His eyes are a honey hazel and his skin is a couple shades darker than my own. Even sitting, I can see he’s built and his forearms flex every time he turns a page or points at a particular section.
I take a seat at the table, pull out my laptop, notebook and pencil. I can see him looking over at me as I bend to place my backpack on the floor. When I get back up I go to open my laptop and deliberately flick my pencil off the table. It flies right for his foot and I curse colourfully as I pretend to be annoyed at my own clumsiness. He quickly bends down to pick it up before I can get to it and stands to hand it to me. He flashes me a straight and whitened smile that’s blinding against his skin tone.
“This yours?” He asks, his voice deep and controlled.
“Yes, thank you.” I shake my head, placing my hand to my forehead, “it’s been a long night.”
“You’re taking summer courses?” He asks.
I freeze at this and decide to play illusive. I didn’t really prepare a schedule for myself to tell him but I should’ve known he’d ask.
“My mother told me to never talk to strangers.” I wink at him.
“True enough.” He chuckles as his eyes roam over me from head to toe.
“Carlos.” One of the twats whines, “we only have another fifteen minutes.”
“Right.” He nods at her, “try not to impale me with anything else hmm?” He looks back at me.
“I’ll try to contain my murderous ways for the next fifteen minutes.” I grin. I faintly hear Vin snort from a few tables over and fight to hold in my own.
He heads back over to his table and I go back to sit at mine and for the next fifteen minutes I search through porn sites using the library WIFI-on closed caption of course. I’ve noticed his attention throughout and I’m elated that this has been the easiest baiting ever. I’ve bitten through my pencil in what must look like an intense studying session but really I’m working out how a female can take double penetration. I can’t wait to speak to Adri about this and the fears I have but mostly I want to ask what size dildo I should buy so Vin can fuck both holes at once.
I notice Carlos’ table starts clearing their textbooks away and I quickly switch off my webpage and bring up an old essay I worked on this year for English Lit. Luckily too, because he ends up right over my shoulder in the next few seconds. I turn in my seat and use my shoulder to hide my screen.
“I swear, I have kept all pointed objects securely at my side.” I smile up at him.
“Unfortunately, you did. So, I had to come over here without any excuses.” He tuts.
“What can I do for you?” I flutter my eyelashes at him. Fuck, flirting is hard.
“What are you doing tonight?”
Oh, you know, beating the shit out of someone, “studying.” I wink.
“Would you want to grab a drink?” He asks, a slight flush forming on his cheeks.
“I can’t,” I make myself look disappointed. “I really need to catch up on work. Next weekend I’m open though?”
“Sure!” He agrees eagerly, “I’ll give you my number.”
He fires off his number and I program it into my phone. He also goes as far to make me text him so he has my number too. This is why I purchased the burner phone so there was no way I would be linked to him.
“Your name?” I ask.
“Right,” he laughs. “Carlos, you?”
“Whitney.” I grin. Thank you big titty porn star for the suggestion.
“Okay Whitney, I will text you.” He nods and with one final top to bottom look, he saunters out of the library.
Thankfully that’s over and now I’m all hot and bothered from the porn I indulged in. I look over my shoulder to see if Vin stuck around but his table is empty. I pack up all my things back into my bag and head out of the library. The sun is starting to set outside and the sky is awash with bright oranges and reds. I walk towards the drop off point and back to the Hummer. I really hope Vin isn’t too fucking pissed about my having to flirt with Talia’s son because that was the hardest shit I’ve done in a while. Yes, Carlos is an attractive guy and he seems like he has a great personality-even if it is a bit cookie cutter-but Vin sees me, and everything about him was made specifically for me.
I see the Hummer up ahead idling and my heart starts a crazy rhythm. I don’t know why I’m so fucking nervous to see him, I just feel like
in some way I betrayed him and I never would do such a thing. I hope he didn’t leave because he’s pissed at me for my great acting skills.
I open the passenger side door and peer in at him. He has added his New York baseball hat on top of the bandana and pulled it down low. I watch his jaw clench, causing it to sharpen. Don’t even ask me why I’m so turned on right now, I’m a glutton for punishment.
“Get in, Em.” He grounds out.
I swing my backpack into the back seat and pull myself into the passenger, closing the door behind me. When I turn to grab my seatbelt, I feel his fingers slide into the bun on top of my head and grip it tight. I don’t move, I’m not sure what Vin is feeling right now and I don’t want to make it worse. He tugs my hair sharply, bringing my head into his chest and forcing me to look up into his moss green eyes.
“I saw what you were doing in there.” He rasps.
“Vin…” I try to shake my head and fail because his hand is grasped so tight into it. “You knew what I had to do in there with him. We planned it out.”
“We didn’t plan shit like that. What you did had nothing to do with what we planned.” His jaw clicks and I watch it clench.
“Yes, we did. I told you I would have to flirt and get him to take me out.” I narrow my eyes.
“That’s true,” he leans down bringing our mouths just an inch apart. “But why the fuck were you watching porn?”
“Oh.” My breath catches in my throat. Fuck, he could see that?