9781618857958KissMeLikeYouMeanItLeveyNC (16 page)

“Carlie
girl, man did you fuck up.” He heard a sigh bringing him out of the event that
changed his feelings for her.

“I
was told this was a okay thing, that guy’s got off on bondage and his
complaints only mattered if he wasn’t hard. I don’t know much about sex so I
trusted my informant. She’s like the expert and knows how men react. If I’d
known he’d hate me I wouldn’t have done what I did. I thought we were playing a
game. He got loose, and well, you don’t want to know, but it was so good. He
could’ve walked away but he finished what I started. Part of me feels he has no
right to treat me like this since he wanted me. The other part of me thinks his
reaction was a better option than causing me physical harm.”

“Who
told you to do this?”

“I
cannot tell you. It’s not important.”

“Sis,
a naked pretty girl would make a monk’s dick hard.”

“How
do I fix this? I’ll do anything.”

“Give
him time to get over forced submission. I can’t believe you cuffed him to a bed
and fucked him without permission. That is intense and an image I don’t want a
movie reel playing in my head.”

“But
what about you and him?”

“We’re
like brothers we’ll be all right. Now go finish your shower, you’re going to
get a cold sitting here half naked and wet.”

Jackson
quit eavesdropping and grabbed a beer from the fridge, wincing as the bottle
hit his split lip. Garrick joined him and fished for his own longneck bottle.

“I
am sorry, bro. What a fucking bizarre conversation.”

“Why
are you smiling, shit’s not funny.”

“Sorry,
I keep seeing you cuffed and helpless against princess.”

“Fuck,
when you put it that way, it’s comical. Fucking embarrassing though. Can’t
believe she broke down and told you. Damn man, forget I said that. It’s Carlie
we’re talking about not Carrie.”

“I
can see a groupie doing that but not my sister. Man, she hogtied you and made
you her sex slave.”

“You
already owe me two free shots, don’t make it three.”

“So
what are you going to do?”

“Pray
she doesn’t end up pregnant.”

“Shit.
No hat?”

“Nope,
guess she didn’t think that part of her crazed plan out.”

“This
is my fault, shouldn’t have made you promise that shit. It’s not that I don’t
think you’re good enough for her. I love you, bro, but I didn’t want to see
shit fall apart if you couldn’t handle commitment.”

“Yeah,
well I agreed, so it’s our fault. I don’t know if I can let this shit go, man, that
woman isn’t the one I know or like, even love.”

“She’s
still my sister and I have to think of her overall well-being. What was that
quip about your father she let slide?”

“Man,
I don’t know. I don’t have time to watch my links now. We have a band to go
see. I really think ya’ll will like her. Where is Jimmy at?”

“He
said he’d meet us there. He had some things to take care of first.”

“Cool.
You want something to eat?” He made them each a sandwich.

Carrie
walked by and slapped him in the back of the head.

“Do
that again and I’ll—”

“I
got this, bro.
Carebear
, quit riling the lion in his
den.”

“He’s
an idiot.”

“An
idiot that knows you gave her the advice to cuff me to my fucking bed.”

“You
can’t possibly think it’s me,” Carrie denied his accusations.

“Oh,
I know it’s you, Carrie. She always drunk texts you or the girls from home and
since they’re not here, I can assume it was you who gave her that crap advice.”

“Oh
get over your wounded pride. She loves you Jackson and you’re just going to let
her walk away.”

“This
right here, is why I have the do not date my sisters rule. If this shit affects
the band, ya’ll will see my ass go postal. Do you feel me?” Garrick glared at
Shea and Jackson.

“Dude,
Carebear
and I are cool. No need to be a dick to me.”

“Thanks
for shoving me under the bus,” Jackson yelled at Shea.

“Quit
letting your dad win and hiding behind the death of your mom and grandma,
dickwad
.” Garrick stepped between Shea and Jackson before
blood was drawn.

“We
love you, man. We do, but seriously, Shea is right. You have to let someone in
sometime and allow yourself to be happy.”

Carlie
came down the stairs interrupting their botched intervention. He took one look
at her in a cute short sundress and lust slammed into him.
Fuck she is hot
. She brushed past him with her fruity scented
perfume and locked arms with her sister totally ignoring him. They all headed
outside in an awkward silence.

“Let’s
go get this done.” Carlie climbed into the car with her sister and brother.
Jackson climbed into the driver’s seat with Shea next to him.

Tension
riddled the interior of the vehicle. Everyone seemed content to roll in
silence. Jackson flipped on the radio, turning to the popular rock station.

Carlie
rolled her eyes and plugged in her
earbuds
.

“Got
a problem, princess?”

“Yeah.
You assume we want to listen to rock.”

Jackson
found her gaze in the rearview mirror. “What are you talking about?”

“I
like country, but you don’t know because you’ve never asked me. Carrie she
likes pop but every time we’re in a car we have to listen to rock.”

Jackson
frowned and quickly flipped the dial to a mixed station that played all the
hits. “Better, your highness?”

“Pleased
as punch, thank you, Sir Dickhead.”

“Tonight
is going to be sheer hell for all of us,” Garrick muttered.

“Oh,
I love this sick beat.” Carrie began bouncing to the song on the radio.

Jackson
concentrated on music. Now and then he’d glance at Carlie wondering if salvaging
their issues was possible.

They
reached the club in record time. He pulled into a reserved parking lot and
parked the car. Everyone poured out of the truck and headed inside. He stopped and
grabbed Carlie’s arm, holding her back from the others.

“What
do you want from me?” Carlie moved to storm past him.

“I
want to know what happened at my house between you and my father. I’m guessing
he came by since you made that cryptic remark.”

“He
did, no biggie.”

“It
was a big deal, if it sent you running for almost two hours. Do you remember
the last time you went for a run at home and were gone for three hours at four in
the morning? I do. I remember ice cold fear traveling down my gut because there
are bad people out there. I gave you the whistle for a damn good reason and an
armband to hold your phone in.”

“We
are here to listen to that girl you found. Let’s go or did you forget you hate
me and will never forgive me?”

“I
have a right to be angry at being manipulated, princess. Not that I have to
explain my emotions to you.”

“Yeah,
why don’t you save yourself the trouble? I mean you fucked me like I was one of
your groupies. Maybe that’s what I should ask you for, since you clearly avoid
emotional entanglements. I guess mindless fucking is all you are good at.
Getting off without giving yourself.”

“Is
that what you want? For me to treat you like a groupie?” Anger sliced through
him at the way she belittled her worth. He may have fucked the shit out of her
for her first time but that didn’t mean he thought she wasn’t worth more.

Jackson
fisted a hand in her hair and crushed his lips to hers, silencing her reply
once again. God she tasted of all things good. Her sweet body responded to him
in a way he hadn’t expected. Carlie’s quiet moans from a bit of roughness made
his dick hard as steel. He expected her to be scared not to respond in equal
measures. His attempt to teach her sexy ass a lesson backfired. He pulled her
into the alley next to the club, pressed her against the wall and kneeled to hoist
her leg over his shoulder. He dove like a man possessed. He shredded the thong
shielding her core with one pull, giving him full access to her juicy cunt. In
seconds, he had trembling under his mouth. He imagined how her sexy brown eyes would
dilate for him as he brought her crashing to release. She should be slapping
his face and calling him all kinds of names. Instead, her nimble fingers
grabbed at his hair. He stopped tongue fucking her to growl, “Stay still.”

His
dick throbbed to be buried in her core.

“Jackson.”

“Come
for me. Now.” He set the pace as heat from her core seeped into him. Dragging
his face over her delicious pussy, he groaned and concentrated on making her
climax. Wantonly, she responded, took initiative and hastened the pace, her
hands digging into his scalp. He removed his lips from her and thrust four
fingers in deep. She closed her eyes.

“Keep
them open, princess. I want you to remember you asked for this.”

Carlie
opened her big brown eyes and locked on to his. He breathed in her short
hitches of breath, and jerky movements. She was close, damn close. When the
first spasms hit his dick he almost came in his jeans like an untried teen. So
sexy, her face flushed and her lids drooped.
Oh yeah
. He clutched her flesh in his hands, enjoying the wetness
coating his digits. When her labored breathing subsided, he set her down. Unbuckling
his belt and tugging at his zipper, he allowed his cock to spring free of
confinement.

“Put
you pretty mouth around my dick, princess.” He fisted his cock.

She
edged forward watching him with worry and swept her tongue across her kiss
swollen lip.

“We’re
outside. I’m not sure…”

“Either
suck it or go inside.”

Please leave. But God the thought
of having those perfect lips around my dick makes me want to bust a nut.

She
exhaled a breath and slid to her knees in front of him, ran her hands up his
quads and licked him from sac to crown.
Fuck,
her touch feels good
. He spread his legs wider. With one hand at the base,
he guided his flesh into her mouth. Showed her how to work with his barbell,
let her grasp his dick and glide her hand up his beaded shaft. Together they
moved in tandem with his hand over her slender one, showing her how tight to
hold and stroke him. What a quick study she was. He threw his head back and
clenched his teeth as she sucked him better than any groupie ever had. When she
began to moan around him and alternating her speed, playing with him, he tamped
back shooting down her throat. The vibrations from her vocal cords hitting the
titanium just under his skin were sweet agony.

“Quit
playing and just suck it,” he snarled at her, half mad at her and himself for
allowing things to go this far in public. She dragged her mouth off and worked
the crown only, flicking her tongue over the piercing and then sucking the top
into her hot little mouth again. Sweat gathered on his brow and his dick jerked
free of her bobbing lips. The tip hit her tongue as he stepped back for a
moment, ignoring her look of confusion.

He
wanted to punish her for not using protection in his room, needed her to know
the boundaries and that he’d decide if he wanted to change them.

“I
want more.” Her husky voice turned him on that much more as she sucked and
licked him.

“Good.
Now hold still. I’m fucking close because of your sweet mouth, princess.” Jackson
slid deeper into her mouth and held the back of her head, one hand keeping her
jaw in place while he stroked in and out of her hot orifice. His eyes never left
hers, as he worked her mouth close to bringing him off. She looked at him in
confusion when he pulled away.

“Stand,
face forward, put your hands on the wall and flip your dress up to your waist.”
Jackson checked around them to make sure no one saw them in the shadows while
slipping a condom from his pocket and on his cock. She hesitated, but the want
he saw in her face prompted her to do as he asked.

Carlie’s
legs shook as he speared into her pussy from behind. He kept a hand anchored on
her shoulder and one on her luscious ass. Her pussy clamped around him. He
sensed her attempt to scramble to break away as sensation overwhelmed her. He
adjusted his position, immobilizing her. “No running, baby girl. Just you and
me here. Now.” He seated himself with one thrust home and savored the feel of
her tight cunt wrapped around his dick. His beads popping against each other added
another layer of sensation on each withdrawal. The four 5/16 Teflon beads along
the top of his shaft stimulated other pleasure spots deep inside her pussy.

“I’m
going to die. Slow down. S-slow down, Jackson.”

“Those
orgasms you bring yourself off with that clit stimulator didn’t prepare you for
this, hmm.”

“No,
not even close.”

He
practiced what he preached, by giving her no reprieve. Her body sucked him into
a tight vortex of sensation, leaving him as shaken as he shook her. Finding her
nipples, he gave them a hard tweak, causing her cunt to ripple and contract
around him. Cream drenched her channel saturating him. Dark lust bathed him,
soothed his anger at comparing herself to a mindless groupie fuck. He couldn’t
hurt her, not his princess. When she succumbed to the maelstrom of pleasure
rolling between them he nearly went over too. He altered the glide of his cock
in her needy pussy struggling to prolong her pleasure.
He
wanted to see her soar, but the strength of her orgasm proved to be his
undoing. Her rippling core tightened on his dick, and pulled him over that
inevitable edge. Release surged from his balls, his cock jerked as ropes of cum
bathed the inside of the barrier.