Dirty (8 page)

“My grandpa thought I’d been dealing drugs.”

“Why?” I squeeze his hand a bit tighter hoping like he doesn’t shy up on me.

“Late nights. Drugs were the main reason that got my parents locked up. Killed for drug money. Was just supposed to be a robbery, but went bad. I couldn’t have my grandpa thinking I was mixed up in the same shit.”

“So you told him you’re a stripper.” I waggle my eyebrows to lighten the mood.

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “He told me to stop and to start living my life.”

He picks up his longneck and takes a long drink of the beer.

“That’s why I texted you, Ava.”

“To ask me on a date?”

“I do believe you asked me out.”

An over exuberant smile spreads across my face. “I’ll take it and I hope you take your grandpa’s advice because I’d love to ask you out on another date.”

“I’ll have to check my schedule.”

“Asshole.” I swat his hand and scoot back, letting the waitress place our plates in front of us.

“I do have a manwhore rep to live up to.”

“Holy shit! Now this is a burger.” Both of our plates are over-flowing with a bun the size of Texas, oozing cheese with a sunny side up egg placed on top of the burger.

My stomach growls, reminding me just how hungry I am. Zane wastes no time picking his up and taking huge bites out of it. I follow suit. If I die from the burger and shady establishment I’m in, I’ll die a happy and satisfied girl.

His burger vanishes in a matter of seconds as do his fries. There’s no keeping up with him and I’m pretty sure I’ve moaned out loud a couple of times while enjoying the taste.

“What about you? Since you now know the fucked-up history behind me.”

“Me?” I ask around a bite of burger.

“Yeah, you.”

My willpower has disappeared and I take two bites before answering him.

I slide my plate in his direction. “Well, you pegged me correctly. The rich girl in town for the summer living off her parents’ dollar.”

“And?”

“And what?”

“There’s more to you, Ava. I’m sure of that.”

The last droplets of Mountain Dew wash down before I respond. “Well, my daddy is the great US Senator of Tennessee. My mother is a walking and talking campaign for him. And they have one child. I’m pretty sure they only had me to boost the votes that year.”

“Smart people.” Zane finishes off the other half of my burger.

“Jesus, do you have a hollow leg?” I point to the two empty plates.

“Something like that. You still in college?”

“No, graduated this year.”

“In?”

“Are you writing a damn book, Zane?”

“If you’re going to be the first girl I ever date, I should know if you’re a serial killer or not.” He shuffles out from his side of the booth and then slides right into mine. His strong arm wraps around my shoulders and he pulls me into him. Now this is a place I could get used to.

“I majored in journalism to my parents’ dismay. Not a prestigious enough career for them and so you know they have a healthy list of approved men for me to marry. Everything in my family is campaign, public image driven.”

“So, I take it there’s not a construction worker by day and stripper by night on their list?”

“Nope.” I shake my head side-to-side, letting the loose curls fall over my shoulders. Zane’s hand runs through them. “But it is sure as hell on my list.”

“Ava.” Zane cups my cheek with his free hand and stares down at me. “I can’t quit stripping just yet.”

“Okay.”

“It’s not because I want to keep going, but I need to keep making money just in case anything else happens.”

“I get it.” I sit up straight, facing him. “I’ve been to a few strip joints and let me tell you, you gave the show of a lifetime.”

I don’t give him a chance to heckle me about my interpretation of his performance. My lips brush against his, relishing the fact he’s not running away from me. Zane only reacts by gripping onto my hair. I dart my tongue out and run it along the seam of his lips, taking in everything about this moment. The fact he opened up to me and has agreed to me asking him out on dates.

My patience runs thin when he curls his lips into a smile when my tongue outlines the border of his lip. And in the same moment of time, both of our mouths crash together. Our lips move in unison as we devour each other. Zane is quick to pry his tongue between my lips and performs his lazy trail with his tongue around the inside of my mouth. He swallows my moans of approval and holds me to him when I push my body into him as far as it will go. My hips begin to move, trying to release the pent-up need for a release. I need his fingers in me again, working me over.

I have to force myself to pull back from his lips. “Let’s pay now and get out of here.”

It takes no convincing before Zane is on his feet and rushing to pay the bill. I follow him and wrap my arms around the front of him, pressing my front to his back. I try to snag the check from his hands.

“I asked you out. I pay.”

“Bullshit.”

“Zane.”

He cranes his neck enough to make eye contact. “I’ll make you pay in other ways.”

“I won’t argue.” I squeeze him even harder.

It’s more than an attraction with him. The first time I ran into him or more like walked in on him, I saw the lost look in his eyes. His attitude was all a defense mechanism and now that I know why, it makes me want him that much more. It’s a war I’ve entered and by damn I’ll win, showing him he is worthy of being loved.

He whirls around towards the door and I remain cemented to his back, taking each step with him.

“So this is what dating is like? Having a hot ass woman on your back.”

The outside breeze hits both of our faces as we step outside.

“On, in, behind…yep all of those things.”

Zane catches one of my forearms and twirls me in front of him. He has me lifted up and clutching to my ass before I realize what’s going on.

“Looks like I landed a naughty little girl.”

“You did.” I catch his bottom lip between my teeth and tug back. Zane lunges forward, pressing his lips to mine. It’s not a slow sweet kiss, but a possessive one that sends me reeling with each of his movements.

He pulls back and opens the passenger side of the truck. “Ava, I’m going to do this, but what’s mine is fucking mine.”

Zane lays me down on the bench seat of his truck and covers my body with his. I cup his handsome face and look straight into his blue eyes. “I’m yours.”

Sexual need and greed make my decision easy. I need Zane in my life and all over my body. He makes me feel everything from pain to beauty. He’s just what I need. It may be curiosity now, but my heart is telling me it’s the biggest step of my life.

Our mouths collide and hands become ravenous machines ripping at clothes in the parking lot. Zane keeps his cock firmly between us, grinding down on me every once in awhile. My hand sneaks down the back of his jeans and cups his ass.

“I need you now, Zane.”

Between steamy kisses he manages to get out, “We’re in a parking lot, baby.”

“Fuck me,” I growl, losing all sense of control.

His deep chuckle vibrates off my chest. “This will have to do for now.”

He slides his hand down the front of my shorts until he’s running the pad of his his fingers over my clit in perfect unison. My whole body trembles with his movement, my hips fight to thrust up to meet his fingers.

“More,” I whimper out.

Zane slowly glides two fingers in and out of me while his thumb continues slow and concise circles on my clit. My head arches back into the seat until I can only see the inside door panel on the driver’s side.

“Holy fuck,” Zane pants out when he pulls both of my breasts from my bra. “Fucking gorgeous.”

I move my hips faster, nearing my climax. Zane licks and nips at my nipples and when he sinks his teeth into one, I implode, screaming out his name and digging my nails into the skin on his back.

This man is going to destroy me.

T
his was supposed
to free me, not make me feel like a guilty fuck. Took the advice from Grandpa and broke down a few walls, but the only problem is the rubble of those walls exposes my past. It’s a past that’s nasty and inconceivable.

My cock wants nothing more than to be inside Ava making her scream out my name, but I’m dirty. Her hand keeps rubbing up and down my thigh on the ride back to town. And each time she gets dangerously close to the bulge that’s hungry for her.

I may have had some salvation before last night, but like a greedy hothead I broke all my hard limits, sinking my cock balls deep into pussies with no protection and eating fresh pussy all night.

“What’s wrong, Zane?”

“Nothing.”

“You’re already lying to me.”

Fuck, being a stripper is enough. There’s no way she’d handle the full story.

“Just horny as fuck,” I joke.

“You just get us to the bonfire and I’ll take care of everything else.”

Fucking Rhett and his weekly bonfires. I’ve never been to one, usually throwing an excuse or two his way of being too tired. But in reality, I was with Sheila or another one of her referrals.

Ava’s tiny hands make quick work of undoing my pants. She plays around in my underwear before pulling my cock out.

Her hand grips the base of it, her fingertips barely meeting each other.

Ava’s dark brown eyes look up to me. “This is mine. Nobody else’s.”

I nod approving of her message, but try to keep my attention on the oncoming traffic on the highway. The little devil swirls her tongue around the head of my cock. My teeth sink into my bottom lip.

“If this is going to work, Zane, you need to feel worthy. Fuck the past and let this be mine.” Ava wraps her lips around my cock and begins to move up and down it. My hips push up to meet her mouth.

I toss my hat off and throw my shades up on the dash while fucking her mouth. Getting sucked off is one of my favorites and has always made my late nights worth it besides the money. No one has ever sucked like her. Her mouth fits perfectly around my throbbing cock. She varies her speed and uses some teeth every once in a while.

A popping noise fills the cab of the truck as she pulls from me. “Is this mine?”

“Yeah, baby.” My voice is laced with sex.

“Are you going to let me love you and fuck the past?”

I stall a bit on the question, knowing my past will haunt me forever, but I want her to be my future. Her long brown hair spreading out on my chest as we wake up every morning. I want to know the little things that drive her mad. Ava grows impatient and cocks her head to the side.

I grab my cock at the base and slowly glide my hand up it and stroke it until a drop of cum forms on the head.

“Lick it off,” I order.

Ava laps up the bead of cum, moaning, and whimpering the entire time until I’m clean. The sounds she makes nearly make me blow all over her face. A blaring horn zooms by us and that’s when I realize I’m in their lane. I pull to the side of the road.

“It’s yours, Ava. I’m yours. Just don’t ever leave me.”

“With a cock like this?” She places her hand on top of mine and begins moving our hands up and down it. “Not likely.”

I use my now free hand to grab her by the back of the hair and slam her mouth onto mine. I’ll possessively kiss the fuck out of her until the day she leaves me. She grips my hand tighter around my cock and quickens her pace.

“How in the fuck did I get so lucky,” I mumble into her mouth.

“I’m thinking the same thing, Zane.” She pulls back and stares into my eyes. My lips are sucked in, enjoying our hands joined together on my cock.

“I want your pussy now, baby.”

“It’s my turn to please you, naughty boy.”

“Fuck that. I need your pussy on my face, coating me in your juices.”

“Oh God,” she moans.

“Show me your tight little pussy, Ava.” I guide her free hand down to the silver button on her shorts. “Show me what I fucking own now.”

“You’ve been in it.” She teases, unzipping her shorts and showing her lacy black panties.

“Not enough.” My voice hitches in the back of my throat when she slowly trails her hand under her panties. “Fuck, you dirty girl.”

Our hands continue to move on my cock; Ava throws her head back, letting moan after moan out as she fingers herself. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I fight to hold back my orgasm. It’s on the brink and so fucking close to blowing all over our hands.

“Zane.”

“Baby, you’re so damn hot.”

“I’ve done this at night in bed thinking of you.”

“Mmmm.”

“And in the shower today.” She rolls her head in my direction. “I’ve been wet since seeing your dick in the bathroom.”

Her words are cut off abruptly and her face flushes a deep red.

“That a girl. Fuck yourself.” I reach over and bite down on her ear lobe. “You’re so damn hot. I want to watch you fuck yourself everyday while screaming my name and wanting my cock balls deep in you.”

I reach over the front of my body and wrap my hand around the front of her exposed neck and grip down. It’s the final action before Ava screams and rides her hand, letting go.

“Let me see how wet you are.” I trail my hand down her forearm until my fingers mix with hers. Both of our fingers are coated in her juices. I rub her clit, letting her ride out the few aftershocks. “Perfect, baby, you’re so wet and I’m dying to taste you.”

Ava squeezes her eyes shut.

“I want you to fuck my face, baby.” I scoot towards the middle and then throw her in my lap with my cock bobbing between us. It would be so easy to shred her fucking shorts and place her down on my cock.

“I want those tits, too, but not here.”

Ava reaches down between us and pulls her top off and then reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, freeing her tits. I watch as she squeezes each nipple, rolling them between her thumb and pointer finger.

“Grab your cock,” she orders.

I follow her demands, still entranced by her. Ava has a tight grip of both of her nipples while moving her hips back and forth on me.

“You getting ready to go again?”

Ava nods and moans out loud.

“Well let’s get rid of these then.” I let go of my rock hard cock and lift her just enough so she can shimmy out of her shorts. I shred her underwear from her body and bite down on an edge of the lacy fabric, letting them dangle from my mouth.

“This better?” I ask her, wrapping one of my fists into her hair.

She scoots forward and begins dragging her wet entrance up and down my cock, coating me in her juices.

“Fuck, Ava.” I thrust up into her, letting my cock drag through her folds. “Hottest thing ever.”

My hand leaves her hair and digs into each side of her hips, helping move her up and down. Her hands plant on the top of my shoulders as she works her way up and down me. The pink in her cheeks turns to a neon color and her moans get louder and I know she’s about to go.

“Let me fuck you, Zane.”

“Not here, baby. Not yet.”

“Zane, I need you.”

“Just go, baby, go.”

Her screams light up the cab of the truck and before she glides back down the length of my cock, I put two fingers inside of her. Ava screams louder and digs into the top of my shoulders. Her pussy is starving for me as her walls grip around my two fingers. I curl them perfectly until I find the spot that makes her go mad with passion and lust. Her juices squirt out, bathing my entire hand and jeans as she cums.

“Did I…”

“Yeah, baby you just squirted and it was fucking hot.” I bend forward and place a light kiss to her forehead.

She reaches down between us and brings her juices onto my cock, dragging the sweet liquid down the entire length.

“Put your shirt back on, baby.” Now it’s me that’s so wound up that I can barely talk.

“No.”

“Yes, someone is going to see you.”

“Good. Then they’ll see you. I’m yours.”

“You’re not making this easy, Ava.”

A wave of innocence washes over her features and I know the little shit is playing me. “It’s taking everything in me to not slam your tight pussy down on my cock and fuck the shit out of you.”

“What’s stopping you?” She has my attention when her hand goes back down between her legs and she begins running her fingers in and out of her folds. “I want your cock.”

“Not on the side of the road and for our first time. No. I’m going to do this right, Ava.”

“Oh, so doing it right is making your girl fuck herself? You know you want it.” Her hair falls over her shoulders as she bounces up and down. Her perfect tits fall in unison. I’ve always been an ass man, but I’m pretty sure she’s converted me.

“You’re evil, Ava.”

“Fuck me. I’m begging, baby.”

An internal battle ignites. I need to get tested and I need more time since my cock and lips were just in other women last night. I want to do this as right as possible if that’s even such a thing. This needs to be different and more than my past.

“Suck my cock, Ava.”

“Damn, that’s sexy as hell when you demand it.”

I lay on the bench seat with my head on the passenger side. I don’t want Ava’s ass flashing the highway in my next move. My fingers dig into her hips and guide her ass back to me. Her heavy breathing hits my cock and her hair falls down around it.

I tug her back until I see the perfect view of her wet pussy. And I know I’m fucked and there will be no willpower or doing it right with Ava. I need her more than my next breath. Her delicate juices tumble down onto my tongue with the first lap between her folds.

Ava squeals in delight, holding still while I swirl her clit with my tongue. Her fingers dig into the top of my thighs, as her moans grow louder. I sink two fingers deep into her while continuing to lick and nip at her clit and with the other hand I reach up and grip onto the back of her hair.

It’s not a gentle tug either when I force her mouth down onto my cock. Her moans echo around my cock in her mouth. Ava’s so wound up it reflects the pace she sucks me off at. She distracts me from my job and before I know it, both of my hands are wound in the back of her hair, shoving her hard and deeper on my cock.

She rides my face, fucking my tongue. Her hands cup my balls, stroking them with each swipe of her mouth.

“I’m about to go, baby. Sit up.” My words contradict my actions when I buck up into her mouth and rip on her hair. The head of my cock hits the back of her throat. It’s the final wave of sensation needed before I cum in her mouth. Ava takes it all, licking and lapping my cock dry.

I stroke the base of it, enjoying her lips around me. I pick up the speed until I’m jacking myself off and Ava’s set up on me with her palms placed on my chest. My cock grows raging hard in a matter of seconds. Ava’s sweet pussy glides up and down my six-pack as she watches me.

“Fuck yourself, baby.” Moans escape me feeling her pussy glide up and down me and now her fingers inside her. The grip on my cock is near painful as I race my hand up and down. Her watching me get myself off while she rides her fingers ignites a monster in me.

“You like that, baby.”

“Zane,” she whimpers out and raises herself above my cock.

“No.” I sit up, whirling her around to face me. “I have to see your face.”

She plants her hands on the top of my shoulders and raises herself above me until her entrance rubs against the head of my cock, just as I finish getting the condom on.

“You’re destroying me, Ava.” I dig into the flesh on her hips. “Fucking destroying me for anyone else.”

“I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, Zane.” She slowly sinks down until all of me is inside her. She cups my cheeks. “I’ve never believed in love until you.”

“Ava.” I raise my hips up and feel her clench around me.

“I know you have walls and fought this, but Zane, it’s going to happen.”

The same fucking thoughts race through my head, but I don’t have the courage to fucking speak them.

She slowly begins rotating her hips up and down my cock. My hands cup her ass cheeks and force her to move faster. I’ve fucked countless women. Let my cum flow in their mouths, between their tits, and have watched them lick my cock dry, but none of those, even combined, amount to this.

Ava biting down on her bottom lip riding my cock is my everything. The life I was missing out on for so long. There’s no denying that our paths crossed for a reason.

“Faster, baby, fuck that cock.” I guide her ass faster and deeper on me until she’s screaming and whimpering with each move.

Darkness has surrounded us and it’s just our two bodies moving together, connected. I hold her hips still and rise from below her, thrusting hard and deep in her until I feel myself letting go. My cock pulses once before I spill into the condom. Ava collapses on me, burying her face in the crook of my neck. Wet tears begin to run down the front of my chest. I rub slow, smooth circles on her back with the palm of my hand and sweep her long hair to the side of her shoulder.

“You okay, baby?”

She slowly rises from me with tears streaming down her face. I use the pad of my thumb to dry most of them.

“I’ve never believed until you, Zane.”

I cup her cheeks and place a light kiss on the tip of her nose.

“And I’m on birth control so no more condoms after this.”

Only if I’m clean. Clinic tomorrow.