Cursed Love: Cursed Love (Cursed, #1) (17 page)

“Linc,” she whispers.

“Etty, do what you want. It’s not my business.”

“Linc, don’t be mad at me. I can’t stand to know that right now you’re judging me because of what you may be thinking.”

She has no clue what I’m fucking thinking, no idea the hell he’s going to put her through.

“Etty, this is your life. You do whatever the hell you want to do and whomever you want to do it with. I need to get out of here.”

“Where you going? You just got home.”

“Yeah, well I can’t be here while the two of you are going at it. It’s not my problem anymore—I warned you. You’re the one that will have to live with it and deal with what happens tomorrow.”

I push her hand off of my shoulder and walk away.

It’s been a long fucking day and all I wanted to do was come home and relax. Now that I’ve interrupted something that should have never happened, I need to get the hell out of here and clear my mind.

I walk back through the living room without passing a glance toward Dault.

Fucking prick!

I storm out of the house and toward my car. I need to get away and numb my mind for a few hours. A few beers at the local dive will do me good.

Sliding into my car, I pull out my cell and send a text to Steve and Cliff to let them know where I’m heading. I might as well hang out with someone else that can keep my mind off of what I just walked in on.

After pounding down my fifth shot of Jack, I chase the burn in my throat down with a long swig of my beer.

My head is fuzzy and I’m feeling no pain right now. It’s already eleven o’clock and the regulars are starting to pour in and take their seats along the stools. I walk to the back of the bar and meet the guys in the run down billiard room.

We claim our table and I rack up the balls while the guys grab their sticks. I do my best to focus my vision, but right now the room is spinning. That last shot threw me over the edge and my entire body is now feeling completely weightless.

The sweet smell of vanilla triggers my senses as a warm hand starts to run down the length of my back.

“Hey, Linc,” a soft voice purrs.

I turn my head and my eyes fall on a long, sleek set of legs all the way up through the curves of a tall blonde.

“Hey, yourself,” I respond, looking into her dark, sexy eyes.

“I’ve been looking around for you for the past few days. Where’ve you been?”

I have no fucking clue who the hell this chick is
or
why she’d be looking for me. Hell, I’m so lost in my own thoughts half the time I really don’t pay much attention to others around me.

“I’ve been around,” I respond, turning from her to finish racking the balls.

She moves in closer to me and sticks her hand into my back pocket.

“I think we should get out of here and have some fun. You look like you need a way to release some tension. I’ve been watching you, Linc, and believe me, I like what I see.”

She squeezes my ass through the fabric of my jeans and presses her hot lips to the skin behind my ear. My cock begins to stand at attention, and for a brief moment, I begin to contemplate what my next move will be.

My eyes gaze over to where the guys are standing at the other end of the pool table. They both give me a knowing glance and Cliff nods his head in approval.

Sex was my vice for a long time. It was a way for me to numb my pain and move on through another day.

Without a second thought, I wrap my arm around her waist and walk her out of the bar and toward my car.

“Where we headed?” I ask, opening the door for her.

“My place is just a few blocks away. I’ll give you the directions as we go.”

Shutting the passenger side door, I rush around the front of my car. My head is fuzzy and adrenaline starts to course through my veins.

I know getting behind the wheel isn’t the best decision I’ve ever made. Stopping before I open the door, I decide to have
mystery girl
drive me to her place.

I walk back around to her side and open the door.

“Better yet, you drive.”

I toss her the keys and she seductively steps out. I slide my body into the seat and rest my head back onto the headrest.

She opens the door and slides her tight little ass onto the leather seat. Putting the key in the ignition, she starts the car and pulls out of the lot. I watch as she navigates us down the streets and toward her place.

She shuts off the car and opens the door faster than I can unbuckle my seat belt. I watch through the windshield as she comes across the front of the car and stands to the side, waiting for me to get out and follow her.

As soon as we get to her door, she turns and pulls herself up alongside of me, kissing me deeply.

She tastes like beer and cigarettes mixed with a hint of cinnamon. Not my preferred choice, but nevertheless, I’m still all in.

My head is spinning, and for the life of me, I haven’t a clue as to what the hell I’m doing.

I fall into my blank space and block out everything I know. Right now, the goal is to get lost in her so that every other memory that plagues my mind is buried so deep that I can’t even think about them.

Her hand comes up to remove my ball cap and run her fingers through my hair while she bites down on my lower lip.

There’s no messing around here, she’s in a hurry to get things going.

Who am I to stop her? I need this probably as badly as she does.

“Inside,
now
,” I command, pulling away from her.

She lets out a giggle and pulls her keys from her purse.

We are in her apartment faster than the speed of lightning.

She tosses her purse and keys down on a table and I reach my hand around her waist. Pulling her into me, I capture her mouth with mine.

Her tongue darts in and out of my mouth while she licks and sucks on my bottom lip.

My cock is hard as fuck, and all I want to do is bury myself deep inside of her.

She pulls away just long enough to rip my shirt over the top of my head.

Taking my hand in hers, she guides me through her dark apartment and into her bedroom.

Without flipping on a light, she leads me to her bed and pushes me back against the mattress.

The sudden movement has my head spinning and I close my eyes to try and regain my composure.

Right now, all I’m worried about is a quick lay—a way for me to forget what happened tonight with Etty and Dault.

My mind is constantly fighting to release some type of memory, and the only way I know how to get past it is to focus on something else.

Right now that something is this sexy-as-fuck blonde.

She positions herself over the top of me and starts to trail her tongue from the sensitive spot behind my ear, down my chest leading to the gold mine. She backs up off the bed and begins to unbutton my jeans.

Knowing exactly what she’s about to do, I raise my hips up off the bed so that she can slide my jeans down just far enough to expose my cock.

She takes me in her hand and begins to rub my throbbing dick up and down. Positioning herself on the bed beside me, she leans down and takes me into her warm and inviting mouth. The feel of her tongue sends a bolt of pleasure through me.

She continues to pump my cock while licking her way up and down, swirling her tongue at the tip and sucking me all in until I can feel that I’ve hit the back of her throat.

This chick is a fucking pro and has no issues with deep throating.
Holy fuck
. My heart starts to pick up its pace as she sucks every inch of me in and out of her mouth.

She pulls my cock out just enough to tease me. She glides her tongue up along my pulsing vein and moves her head back down to take my balls into her mouth.

The sensation of her tongue rolling me in her mouth causes my eyes to close and my fingers to twist into her hair.

The more I pull on her locks, the harder she sucks me off.

She moves her head to trail her tongue back to my cock while licking my length up and down. She glides her hand up and down, faster…faster. I can feel my balls begin to tighten and know my release is coming soon.

I let out a groan and she pulls all of me back into her mouth. Sucking, grazing her teeth along my dick, and jerking me off until I come, releasing every last drop into her mouth.

She swallows everything I have to give her and milks my erection until my body comes down from my orgasmic high.

Bringing her body up alongside of mine, she runs her nails up my stomach to my chest.

The feeling is relaxing and I close my eyes for what feels like a brief moment.

She moves to straddle me and lifts my hand to cup her tits. My body feels numb and I can’t register anything other than the fact that I’m lying down and my eyes feel heavy as fuck.

She starts to grind her hips down onto me, but I can’t budge, there’s no energy left in me to continue this.

My head is no longer spinning—it’s in a peaceful state that slowly starts to take me further and further into a place where I pass the fuck out and fall asleep.
 

Chapter 21

The past week has been nothing but miserable. As much as my parents have tried to get me to go out and see the sights with them, I’m just not up for it.

I’d rather sit at home in the guest room and dwell on the fact that I lost the best thing that ever happened to me. Our relationship may have been more of a sexual arrangement at first, but it grew to be much more. Not just for me, but for Linc, too. He just needs to realize it.

I thought leaving and moving on from Linc would help me get over him. My heart is broken, yet all that it wants is to be near him.

There have been so many times that I wanted to pick up the phone and call him, to just hear his voice, but I don’t.

I’m not sure what he’d do if I just called him out of the blue.

Would he be happy to hear from me? Upset that I left him without saying goodbye? Maybe he’d just hang up and leave it at that.

My curiosity for the unknown is driving me mad, and there’s really no way for me to stop the need I feel for him.

Then there’s Dault—thank God for him. If I didn’t have him to keep me sane, I don’t know what I’d do. He’s been a rock for me for as long as I’ve known him. He may be a killer ladies’ man, but he’s the brother and best friend I never had growing up.

We have a tight bond, and I know that he’ll always be there for me no matter what. When I first told him how I felt about Linc, he was concerned and warned me to tread lightly.

From what Dault has told me, Linc had a lot of issues growing up and isn’t the best at opening up and sharing his feelings with others.

I understand how hard it had to be for him to hear me tell him I love him, but all he had to do was talk to me. I would have understood anything he told me and supported him as much as I could.

No matter what, Daulton has said that he knows Linc is still thinking of me. In a way it makes me happy; it makes me feel like there can still be a chance for us.

I want to go back and see him, touch him, and have him tell me it will all be okay. I’m scared as hell, but I know this is something I have to do. If I don’t, I’ll never know what could’ve been.

Snuggling under my covers, I begin to think through my plan. Tomorrow I’ll tell my parents that I’m heading back to Birmingham. I never really shared what happened or why I left in the first place. For all they know, I’m just here for a much needed visit.

If things go as I hope they will, I’ll be back home by next weekend and in Linc’s arms where I belong.

Chapter 22

After Linc left the house I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I know that there’s no reason for me to feel guilty or bad; I’m a grown woman and can make my own decisions. I just hate that it has to put a wrench in my relationship with Linc.