Twisted Pieces (7 page)

Jace gripped Jordyn
’
s shoulder. He held tight and
fucked harder. He could feel himself readying to let go. Jordyn
’
s pussy kept throbbing against
him and he endured through the cries of
‘
I
’
m coming
’
as her instinctive need to
squeeze and pulse continued.

As Jace felt the rush coming upon
him he remembered he wasn
’
t
quite prepared for this moment. There was no way in hell he was going to shoot
his load into Jordyn. No matter how wild and beautiful she was right now, the
last thing he needed to do was to knock some chick up.

Jace gently placed his right hand
to Jordyn
’
s ass. He pushed
at her as he thrust, getting ready to time it perfectly. When that final rush
came to him, he gritted his teeth and hissed. His need was to thrust deeper, but
he pulled back and placed himself on Jordyn
’
s
back. He started to come all over her. He hurried and pulled at her shoulder,
forcing her to stand. Her body was against his, his cock between her back and
his stomach, still spilling everywhere. Jace then had both hands at her stomach,
pulling, wanting more pressure. Jordyn slowly started to rock herself, moving
up and down. Her silky back rubbed against the bottom of his shaft, keeping him
coming for what felt like hours.

When he finally stopped, Jordyn put
her head back, her eyes shut, mouth parted.

Jace looked at her mouth. He moved
his mouth down and kissed her thin lips. Not an intense
fuck me
kiss,
but a gentle kiss. Christ, it almost felt like a
thank you
kiss.

Then Jace tasted Jordyn
’
s tongue, and he wanted more. When
Jordyn flicked the tip of her tongue at his mouth, it made him wonder if she
would do the same when sucking on his cock. Then Jordyn reached back and dug
her hand into his hair. Jace looked down at Jordyn
’
s breasts, her nipples still painfully hard.

And suddenly the moment seemed way
too real. He ended the kiss and stepped back, pushing Jordyn forward. There was
a stringy mess between them, but Jace kept stepping back. Jordyn looked over
her shoulder and Jace saw that she was blushing. What the fuck was that about?
What kind of chick demands to be fucked bareback like this and then blushes
when it
’
s over?

“
There
’
s a shower
…
you might want to clean up.
”

Jordyn nodded. Her lips kept moving,
but there were no words. Jace simply folded his arms, unashamed and actually
proud about his naked body. In fact, he told himself that if Jordyn stood like
that for another minute, he was going to bend her over again.

But she started to walk. She
disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door. Jace exhaled a breath and ran his
hands through his hair. He looked down at himself. He was a complete mess of
his own orgasm.

Fuck
…
it felt so good. Way
too good.

seven.

Jordyn couldn
’
t focus. She stood in the
shower, the water pounding against her body, and she kept finding herself
taking small steps back. It was like the water was too powerful.
Or she was
just too weak.

She had no idea what the hell had
gotten into her. Part of her wanted to slap herself for being so dumb and
thinking that Mr. Strokner wouldn
’
t
eventually want to actually fuck her. Hell, it was just a few days ago that he
was just rubbing her lower back and making comments. Now he wanted to fuck her.
That
’
s how he said it, too.
With his hoarse whisper that was anything but seductive. And while she tried to
scramble and come up with a damn good reason or an even better excuse to wait,
Mr. Strokner hit her. The back of his hand came from nowhere and nailed her in
the face. The pain was mild, but when Jordyn saw the blood, she started to
panic.

Before she could say anything to
calm him down, Mr. Strokner reached across (causing Jordyn to flinch in fear)
and he opened the door.

“
Get
out of here,
”
he growled at
her.
“
Get out now. You
’
re nothing without me, Jordyn.
You don
’
t know what you
want without me.
”

Those words were like being hit
again, over and over, as though Mr. Strokner knew exactly how to cut right into
the depths of her heart. That
’
s
what set it all in motion. That
’
s
what made the anger, the tears, and then a wild sense of need collide in Jordyn
’
s body. So the second Jace's
arms wrapped around her and he took her back to his room, she
had
to
have him. There was no turning back. She wasn't in control of the feelings
going through her after being hit.

And now here she was, in the
shower, in Jace
’
s room, in
the clubhouse of Back Down Devil. It was unbelievable.

After showering, Jordyn stepped out
of the shower and dried herself. She stared at the door and wondered if Jace
was going to be waiting for her still. Chances were he wasn't. Either way Jordyn
could get dressed and leave to go...
where?

That was the question.

She had no idea where to go. Could
she call Mr. Strokner or should she just assume that she had lost her job. But
she couldn
’
t lose her job.
Not this job. Not this paycheck. Her grandmother was counting on her to have a
career, a relationship, and find happiness. The poor woman didn
’
t have much time left.

“
Shit,
”
Jordyn whispered.

She ran a hand through her wet
hair. There was only one way to face all this.

Jordyn opened the door and let out
a scream.

Jace stood there, a hand on the
wall. He was dressed now, back in his jeans and that damn white t-shirt.

“
You
scared me,
”
Jordyn
whispered.

“
You
left your clothes.
”

Jordyn started to smile when a
third voice entered the room.

“
I
’
ll be happy to stay and watch.
”

Jordyn gasped and when Jace moved,
she saw another guy standing in the room. He was about the same height and
build as Jace. Except he had some hair on his face, a shit grin to match, and
dark eyes that were a little scary.

“
Calm
it, Blaine,
”
Jace said.

“
Sorry,
bro. But you know how this goes
…
pretty woman in your room and I want to know why. And I want a piece of it.
”

“
You
’
re not getting a piece of
anything,
”
Jace said.

“
Hey,
you already sent one to my room.
”

Jace smiled.
“
Don
’
t bring that up. Where is that one at?
”

“
In
my bed. I made some room. She
’
s
waiting for me.
”

“
I
really need to get dressed,
”
Jordyn said.
“
And kind of
go
…”

“
No,
”
Jace said. He looked right at
Jordyn.
“
We had a little
deal. You
’
re fucking
staying until I say you can go.
”

Jordyn swallowed hard and froze.

“
Bro,
I didn
’
t mean to interrupt
anything,
”
Blaine said.
“
Although, my cock is getting
pretty hard right now. I can smell exactly what happened in here. Damn, I bet
if I close my eyes
…”

Jordyn watched in disbelief as
Blaine closed his eyes and then touched himself. His hand cupped right between
his legs. He squeezed, smiled, and then groaned.

“
Holy
shit,
”
Jordyn whispered.

“
That
’
s enough of this shit,
”
Jace said.

He smacked Blaine's hand away. Then
he grabbed Blaine and led him to the door. Blaine protested and Jace kept
pushing him.

“
Listen,
bro,
”
Jordyn heard Blaine
whisper.
“
I know what you
want to do about this judge thing. The table is never going to vote on it. But
…
I know something
…”

Jace looked back at Jordyn. Then he
looked at Blaine again.
“
What
do you know?
”

“
The
kid. I know where he goes to school. You can send your message
…”

“
Yeah,
I
’
ll do that. Not right
now.
”

“
Sure.
Enjoy the pussy while it
’
s
warm, wet, and fresh.
”
Blaine looked at Jordyn and winked.
“
I
bet you were killer tight. I can see it in the way Jace is walking. You
squeezed him
…”

“
Out!
”
Jace yelled. He pushed and then
slammed the door. He locked it and turned around.
“
That
’
s
Blaine. Don
’
t fucking ask.
”

“
Wasn
’
t going to,
”
Jordyn said.

Jace pointed to the bed.
“
Sit down and start talking. I
want to know who you are and why you
’
re
fucking around with Strokner. And I want to hear everything about him hitting
you.
”

“
Listen,
you can
’
t do anything about
that,
”
Jordyn said.

“
Like
hell I can
’
t. I
’
ll fucking break all his
fingers. One by one.
”

“
Stop,
”
Jordyn pleaded.
“
You don
’
t
…
you don
’
t understand what
…
what I need
…”

“
Babe,
I have a good idea of what you fucking need,
”
Jace said with a drop dead sexy smile.

Fuck
…
I
’
m losing my mind
…

“
It
’
s not about that. Well, all of
it. Can I get dressed?
”

“
No,
”
Jace said.
“
Sit down and answer my
questions. If not, I
’
ll
tear that fucking towel off your sweet body and make you walk through the
clubhouse alone. Then outside, naked.
”

Jordyn swallowed again and walked
to the bed. Her face and body were both burning. Just because Jace said her
body was sweet.

“
You
work for Strokner?
”
Jace
asked.

“
Yes.
”

“
Is
it legit?
”

“
Meaning?
”

“
What
do you do?
”

“
I
work for him. I had to interview along with a bunch of other people. A lot of
people want to work for Mr. Strokner
’
s
company. Most get internships and nothing more. A few maybe get hired. But for
me, to get a call directly from him to work for him
…
it
’
s
a dream come true.
”

“
A
dream? That
’
s your dream?
”

“
It
matters to me. To my grandmother. She wanted to see me on my own two feet. She
raised me ever since my parents were killed.
”

“
Your
parents are dead?
”
Jace
asked.

Jordyn saw something in his eyes.
Pain?
A memory? Both?

“
Yes,
”
Jordyn said.
“
They
’
re gone. My grandmother struggled to raise me. I
got into a good school and now I
’
m
supposed to be starting my career. I really thought I was by getting this job.
But look at me.
”

Jace touched Jordyn
’
s chin.
“
You look damn good to me, babe.
”

“
I
don
’
t even know you. I told
you to
fuck me
and you did. Mr. Strokner wanted to have sex with me and
then he hit me.
”

“
Tell
me more about that shit,
”
Jace said.

Jordyn hung her head. Going through
it was bad enough.

“
It
just started to happen, I don
’
t
know,
”
Jordyn whispered.
“
He made comments and little
passes. At first, maybe it was kind of flattering to have a rich man coming on
to me. But then it got more serious. Then he started talking about his
daughter. Rachel.
”

“
Yeah,
I know. I was there.
”

“
You
saw her get killed?
”

“
Yeah.
We were at a fight.
”

“
A
fight?
”

Jace smiled.
“
Club
’
s got to earn one way or another. We were at a
fight and shit got out of hand. Bullets started to fly and Rachel was killed.
Her best friend, Emily, is shacked up with Gaige though. Kind of a sick twist
in things around here. But ever since then, Strokner thinks he has a foot in
this clubhouse. And if I
’
m
being honest, it pisses me the fuck off.
”

Jordyn shook her head.
“
I can
’
t believe that.
”

“
Yeah.
Well, whatever. Keep talking.
”

“
He
started to make more demands. Like telling me not to wear panties. He asked to
see. He wanted to touch. He made me touch myself.
”

“
Is
that so?
”
Jace asked.

Jordyn felt her face burning again.
“
This is serious
…”

“
Serious?
If it was that serious, you wouldn
’
t
be doing it.
”

Jordyn stood up.
“
You don
’
t know what I
’
m
going through.
”

“
Being
pushed around? Fucked?
”

Jordyn slapped Jace before she knew
what she was doing. She jumped back, fearing his reaction. Jace simply touched
his cheek.

“
That
was a good one,
”
Jace said.
“
Did I make you angry? You
let him touch you, so why didn't you just fuck him? Why did you come in here
and let me fuck you?
”

“
Stop.
”

“
No.
Tell me. What was it? You too afraid to fuck him?
”

Jordyn slapped Jace again. But this
time he grabbed her wrist and smiled.
“
I
’
ll give you two, babe. There won't
be a third..."

“
I
’
m sorry. I don
’
t know why, okay? I just really
needed this job to work out."  Jordyn felt her eyes fill with tears.
“
Fuck, I
’
m a mess right now. And in front of you.
”

“
Don
’
t worry about me,
”
Jace said. He wiped away a tear
from Jordyn
’
s cheek.
“
Don
’
t even fucking worry about me. I
’
ll be dead in no time out there,
babe.
”

“
Why?
Why murder? Why this life?
”

Jace stared deep into Jordyn
’
s eyes.
“
Why not? Look at you right now. You went down the
'right' path and look where that got you," Jace laughed.
“
I was pushed off that path a
long time ago. You
’
re not
the only one with a painful past, Jordyn. This is my life. I live every day and
there
’
s nothing else to it.
”