Heroin Love (10 page)

“Come sit.”

I walk over to him some slight reserve, he was giving me a fierce gaze. He handed me the glass of wine.

“Here is to a fresh start.”

We tapped glasses and I took a sip, while Kevin chugged his. Pouring himself another glass and then chugged that one. I really couldn’t figure out what was going on with him. I tried to keep up with him, taking larger sips of wine. After Kevin chugged a couple more glasses of wine, he stopped at stared into my eyes with a sense of desire.

He leaned in slowly and gave me a quick light kiss on the lips and then hesitated waiting for me to reciprocate. I pulled away, standing up in front of him I grabbed his arm to pull him towards the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was a vast space with scarce furniture. It featured an enormous circular bed that could easily fit 6 people, wrapped in red silk sheets. Above it was a skylight the size of the bed, so you could watch the stars twinkle in the sky above you. A wooden dresser that match all the other wood furniture throughout the suite, along with two nightstands. A door that led towards the walk-in closet, which could easily fit clothes for a family of ten. A door off to the right that led towards the bathroom.

As we got closer to the bed I turned around to face Kevin and put my hands on the back of his head. I pulled him closer to me and started to slowly kiss him passionately. Unbuttoning his shirt unhurriedly, I pulled it off of him to reveal his chiseled masculine chest. My hands running down his firm pecs, then the ridges of his solid abs, as I work my hands down towards his pants. I pushed his head to the side with mine exposing his neck, kissing and sucking on it. My hands unbuckling his belt, I pulled it off with force throwing it out of our way. Quickly dropping his pants and boxers to his ankles I feel his penis hit my leg as it stood at a firm attention.

Kevin starts to remove the straps from my arms and I feel my dress around me fall to the floor. He slowly removes my bra from around my chest and then reaches down to my panties. I feel his hand pull them away from my body as he reaches in to start playing with my pussy. His gentle hands slowly massaging me was intoxicating, my hands started to clench as I dragged my fingernails across his back. Tearing my panties, they fell to the floor.

I feel Kevin’s biceps flex as he picks me up and pulls me closer to him. Wrapping my legs around his torso he turns us around and slams me into the windows of the room. Kissing me with ragged breathing, our tongues dancing around each other's. The windows beginning to fog from our perspiration. My legs quivering as he seduces me with dominance. 

Forcing myself off of him, I slid down the window onto my knees. Grabbing his hard shaft with my right hand, stroking his dick. Holding my head a couple of inches away, just close enough to flick the tip of him with my tongue. He’s groaning with enjoyment, I lock eyes with his dimmed hooded hazel eyes. I feel his virile hands on the back of my head gripping my hair. Pulling my hair with just enough force to control my head, he slowly forces me closer to his penis. I opened wide allowing him to keep pushing himself further and further inside my mouth until I could feel him in my throat. I started to swirl my tongue around him as I bobbed my head slowly to enjoy the fullness of his throbbing dick inside my mouth. Groping his testicles with my left hand pulling down on them to elevate his experience. Kevin starts to let out repetitive loud groans.

His hands abruptly pulling back on my hair to stop all of my motions, I feel him forcibly holding my head still. Slowly beginning to thrust himself into my mouth gradually picking up his pace. I could only handle him for a few moments before I started to gag.

“Sorry,” I whispered to him ashamed. I couldn’t handle him.

He grabs my arm pulling me to feet, propping his leg up onto the chair nearby. He bent me over his knee.

“That is unacceptable.”

He smacked my ass with punishable force, forcing me to moan with enjoyment from the pain. And once more forcing his hand down into my ass.

“You’ve been a bad girl,” he taunted.

Reaching around to my hood, he starts to massage me, enjoying the wetness of my pussy he slips two fingers inside of me. I feel myself stretching as he drives his fingers inside of me repetitively. Kevin had me primed and ready to go, giving me a final smack on my ass as he stands me up.

“You taste divine,” he remarked sensually while sucking on his two fingers.

“Is that so, stud?” I mocked while nudging him back towards the bed.

I gave him a forceful push as we approached the edge of the bed forcing him down. He continued to tantalize me with his chiseled body laying on the red silk sheets. Straddling him, leaning forward kissing those luscious lips, I started to tease him by rubbing that stiff dick inside my inner lips. I feel his back arching as I continue to torment him.

“Are you going to fuck me Megan, or what?”

“Mmm, somebody can’t handle it,” rubbing my hands down his chest, slightly pinching his nipples.

Putting just the head inside my vagina I make slow thrusting movements to only allow a small portion of him inside me, continuing to tease him.

“You think that’s funny, huh?” Giving me a soft smack on the cheek.

Letting out a little giggle as I continued. His eyes filled with frustration, he was clearly not amused.Then I feel him push me down forcing himself inside me, filling me up. The feeling of him packed inside of me, was electrifying. I let out a extensive thunderous moan hopefully not waking the neighbors. His facial expressions changed to a look of relief that he was finally inside of me.

Sitting straight up, I start to frolic on top of him. Feeling him going deeper and deeper inside of me every time I slammed down on top of him. Kevin reaches up to fully grope my breasts. Taking the tips of his fingers and pinching my nipples while pulling downward on them. Dragging my head down towards his, he begins making out with as I continue to ride his hard dick. Biting and tugging on my bottom lip, he gave me another vicious smack on the ass.

“Ow!” I yelled.

“Oh shut up. You like it.”

Kevin rolls us over so he could be on top of me. Rubbing my hands firmly on his chest, he suddenly takes my hands slamming them down above my head securing them into place. Kevin suddenly stops, looking towards my hands.

“Why don’t we take this off.”

Taking off my new bracelet I see him give it a solid toss, hearing it hit the floor in the far distance.

“Much better.”

Starting to ram me with all of his force, his biceps flexing, holding himself over me. The sweat dropping down his face glistening in the light from the candles, as it falls on top of me. Lifting my legs over my head, my toes were touching the bed behind my head, squeezing my thighs together to make me tighter around him. Continuously thrusting into me with exceptional force, I couldn’t handle him anymore. I begin to tremble from the monumental orgasm he was giving me. Continuous ear piercing moans filled the room as I continued to cum. Kevin starts to groan loudly, his thrusting became sporadic as his penis starts to pulsate inside of me, I could feel him cumming inside of me.

He steadily declined his pace, rolling off to the side of me. I rolled on my side to face Kevin, caressing his chest with my hand and resting my head on his shoulder.

“That was amazing Kevin.”

“Yes it was Rac....Megan,” fumbling his words for a second.

Quickly lifting my head to stare into his eyes, “What did you just say?”

He smiled at me with a mischievous grin, “Just a little delirious from having my world rocked.”

Not wanting to ruin the night I let it go. We laid in bed snuggling under the sheets staring at the stars twinkling as we slowly drifted away into a content sleep.

My eyelids begin to flutter as my eyes slowly began to crack open revealing the sunrise radiating through our room. Feeling aimlessly around the bed for Kevin, I didn’t feel him. Lifting my head off the bed, I looked in every direction to find him.

“Kevin,” I called out for him with no answer. “Kevin........Kevin.” Still no answer.

Wrapping my nude body inside of the sheet, I patrolled the hotel room. Stumbling in sleepiness I found a single rose with a note next to it resting on the couch. It simply read:

‘Had fun last night. Had to go to work. Called a car for you. Love you. XoXo’

What a bastard, leaves me alone in our hotel after fucking me. I feel like a twenty dollar hooker. My frustration gets the better of me, grabbing the nearby bottle of wine throwing it against the wall. The bottle shattering into a thousand pieces, wine coating the wall. I aggressively got dressed, first my bra, then tossing my dress on, putting my ripped panties into my purse, and partially lacing my stilettos back on. I was halfway out the door when I remembered Kevin threw my bracelet across the room last night. Looking keenly in ever corner, under every piece of furniture, I could not find it. I pulled my phone out of my purse to text Kevin.

Megan: Do you have my bracelet?

Kevin: Oh your up! Good Morning. No, I don’t have it.

Megan: Well it’s missing, I can’t find it.

Kevin: That sucks. I will see if they have another one this week.

Rolling my eyes, typical Kevin, not a care in the world. Something breaks, you lose it, who gives a shit just get another one, no big deal. Has no sentimental connection to anything. 

In front of the hotel awaited a black Lincoln with an elder gentleman standing attentively next to it.

“Mrs. Barrick?” He asked while opening the door.

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“I will take you back home now.”

“Wonderful,” I said while sitting angrily in the back seat.

Chapter Eighteen

I felt really bad about leaving Megan behind in the hotel, but I really needed to go check on Rachael. She needed me, she loves me. Against my better judgement I didn’t go home first to put my Corvette away, I didn’t want to drive it to my girlfriends house but I didn't have the time to spare. It was a very recognizable car, and I didn’t want the risk of getting spotted. Pulling into the driveway, I rushed into the door to check up on her, assuming she was still sleeping I b-lined it right towards our bedroom. Passing the sliding glass doors in the back I noticed Rachael and David having an argument, screaming at each other, nose to nose.

Interrupting their conversation, “Everything alright guys?”

“No, it’s not bro. This is so fucked up,” David seemed very agitated about something, but I couldn’t place my finger on it.

“Okay...and what would that be?”

“She has to tell you. I want her to tell you. I’m going inside.” He stumbled over towards the door, appearing to be drunk, and slammed the door shut.

Rachael was staring out into the endless calm blue ocean, the water taking on the appearance of glass. Placing my hands on her shoulders, massaging them gently. Kissing the back of her neck. Reaching my hand in to my pocket to pull out her bracelet.

“I found this is my closet, figured you would want it back.” Reaching around her to show her what it was. I feel a tear land on my hand. Rachael smacked the bracelet out of my hand abruptly. Turning around revealing her smeared eye liner, her compound streaking across her face.

“Dave, he’s not my uncle.”

“Okay.... then who is he?”

“My..,” she hesitated for a second. “My boyfriend,” hanging her head in shame.

“Your fucking kidding right? David.. that guy?” Pointing towards the inside of the house. “That loser? That nobody? The guy who looks like he got hit by a bus and thrown off a cliff? You are kidding me?”

“No, Kevin I’m not joking. He has been with me since my dad’s death. Protecting me, providing for me. He can’t handle this anymore.”

“Handle what exactly?”

Turning back away from me, facing the ocean. Rachael wanted to avoid the conversation.

“Don’t look away from me,” I said with authority while forcing her back around.

“He just wanted me to use you for some money and leave you. Now your wooing me, buying me everything, fucking his girlfriend. He wants me to break up with you.”

I couldn’t believe my ears.

Was she really going to break up with me for that loser that was inside my house? After everything I have done for her, swept her away from that whore house, giving her everything she could need.

“What do you want?”

I see Rachael’s mouth move as she started to talk, David bursting back onto the patio.

“Did you tell him? She’s Mine,” lifting his shirt to display his heart tattoo on his left pectoral, with Rachael’s name written in script.

I feel a powerful heat rush into my face, my jugular vein pulsating out of my neck. Clenching my fist, I rush towards David grasping his throat tightly I pushed him against the glass door that was behind him. Lifting him several inches off of the ground.

“Get the fuck out of my house,” I demanded while staring in his eyes with piecing hatred. I tossed him to the floor, witnessing him scurry away like a frightened child. Turning back to see a frightened and confused Rachael.

“You were saying?”

“Listen, Kev. I love you. I want to be with you. David just won’t stop. It’s best for both of us if you just let me go.”

Holding her face upwards, seeing my reflection in those wounded blue eyes.

“I am not going to let him take you away from me. I promise.”

Hugging her with compassion I gave her a kiss on the top of her, I could still smell the tropical flower shampoo she used in the shower. Pulling her into my chest firmly, comforting her.

“Hey, pretty boy,” I hear that weasel David call me.

Turning around I see him holding a black 9mm at my chest. Not to rattle, I keep my calm composure.

“And what are you going to do with that?” Holding my hands up, not trying to cause a jerk reaction from David.

“She is coming with me. SHE’S MINE!”

Not saying anything in return I wait for Rachael to make her move. She stood there baffled, she wanted to stay but didn’t want David to shoot me. She hesitantly starts walking towards David with her head down, her body jerking from sobbing. 

In my peripheral vision I see someone run around the corner of the house holding a gun.

“Everybody freeze!”

It was a police officer, one of the neighbors must have called the cops from all the ruckus. The officer slowly approaches David who threw his gun on the floor now holding his hands up. Pushing David’s knees in with his foot, quickly cuffing him, laying him face down. Watching Rachael and I like hawks he signals on his radio,

“Officer in need of back-up, Sand Dollar Shores, three perps.”

I signaled Rachael to get down on the floor slowly and lay face down and wait for the officer to cuff us. As his back up arrives, they file us out to the front of the house. Sitting us on the steaming black asphalt several feet away from each other. Two officers approach the house while fitting latex gloves over their hands.

Just wonderful, they’re going to find all sorts of shit. This is all I need now, get busted with heroin, try explaining that to the wife.

Not even two minutes later I see the cop come out of my house holding Pete’s signature delivery kit.

The cop comes by and swoops up Rachael, dragging her behind his patrol car, they have a brief conversation. I was unable to over hear their conversation. Helping Rachael back down onto the asphalt, he then grabs David and leads him behind his patrol car to talk as well. After interrogating David he come to retrieve me.

“The two of them are saying this is yours,” pointing towards the roll of drugs sitting on trunk of the car.

“Come on, do I look like a heroin addict?” Shoving my foot in my mouth as you couldn’t see what was inside of it.

“Listen Mr. Barrick, I know what’s going on here...”

“And what is that?” Cutting him off.

“Don’t treat me like an idiot. I am the only thing standing between home and jail. I see this sort of shit all day. I know you think she loves you and you love her.”

Feeling furious at the cops blunt assumptions of the situation, I started to walk away.

“I don’t need to hear this shit.”

The officer grabs my arm sharply, “You will stand here until your told to leave. Hear me out. They are users, they will suck you dry until you have nothing left, no money, no family, and now your alone. They will just be on to the next mark. I have seen it a dozen times.”

“Can I go now?” I said sarcastically not wanting to hear anymore of his bullshit.

“Go home Mr. Barrick. If you know what is good for you, you will hop in that car and go home and never look back. Go back over there and sit.”

As I was walking back to my assigned spot, I witness another officer picking up David. I overhear him say, “Your under arrest for the possession of an unregistered firearm, and controlled substances.”

My insides raged with joy, it was a lot easier to get rid of him then I thought it was going to be. The other officer comes over to remove the cuffs from Rachael and I, not saying anything, he just looked at me with a suggestive face mouthing the words ‘Go Home.‘ The officers sped down the street leaving us alone.

“Well, that was fun,” laughing to myself, hugging Rachael. “I told you I wouldn’t let him take you away from me.”

“Yeah, until he gets outs.”

Looking down the road I see a white semi coming towards us.

“Ah, here it is. I got you something.”

“Oh you did? I wonder what that could be?”

As the driver approaches us I wave him down signaling him were our house is. Hopping out of the semi,

“Mr. Barrick?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“Alright just sign here and here,” pointing with his pen to the delivery ticket attached to his clipboard.

The motors start buzzing as the rear door slowly starts to lower down to the street. Still wrapped underneath a white cloth cover, the driver hops inside to reveal the diamond silver metallic CLS550 Coupe. Starting the car up you can hear the twin turbo purring as he gradually backs it out of the truck.

“Oh my god! You got me a car!” Rachael jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my torso, giving me a massive kiss.

“And here you go,” the driver hands me the sets of keys.

The nineteen inch twin spoke alloy wheels gave the car a classy yet sporty look.

“Come on, let’s check it out,” opening the driver door for Rachael she hops in like a teenager getting her first car.

The red/black semi-aniline leather wrapped the seats with some accents on the door panels. Black Piano Lacquer wood trimmed out the center console and dashboard. Containing an inordinate amount of buttons it was like a cockpit to an airplane. The eight inch touch screen display hovered gracefully over the center of the dashboard.

“I love it, Kev!” Rachael grabbed the center of my shirt abruptly pulling me down into the car. Her luscious lips never tasted so good. “Can we go for a drive?”

“Yeah, sure. Where do you want to go?”

“I could go for some sushi.”

“I know the perfect place, let’s go.”

Walking into Sushi-Gon I looked down into the Koi pond, seeing a black Koi, speckled with gold dots, it must have been their new addition. Waiting to be seated, I notice George running around the half-empty restaurant. Great, first he sees my wife, now he’s going to see me with my girlfriend, how convenient. Starting to get nervous, not wanting my double life to be discovered.

“You want to go somewhere else?”

Rachael didn’t seem satisfied with my question, “Not really. I have always wanted to try their sushi boat.”

The hostess leads us towards our designated table, and what do you know, George comes by to greet us.

“Hi, my name is George...”

“Yeah yeah George I know. We are going to have the Gon-Gon. A glass of Cheval, and Macallan on the rocks.”

“Okay, pretty routine I see. Who is this beautiful young lady with you today?” Giving me a smirk.

“None of your fucking business. Get our drinks.”

George laughs to himself while walking away.

“What was that about Kevin?”

“My wife and I come here a lot. He thinks he is being slick, butting into my business. Don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah about that.... I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Sure thing. Ask me anything.”

“I don’t want to be a home wrecker or anything but why can’t we just be together. You run around back and forth from your family, to me, and then back again.”

Looking at her curiously, “So what would you suggest?”

George came by dropping of our drinks breaking the momentum of our conversations.

“Never mind, I shouldn’t of brought it up.”

“No, just tell me.”

“You know that car is sexy, I can’t believe you bought that for me. No one has ever bought me such an extravagant gift.” Rachael was clearly trying to change the subject on me.

“I am glad you like it, now what did you want to ask me?”

“Fine if your going to pull it out of me, pun intended,” flashing me a flirty smile, “why don’t you just divorce your wife and we can be together all the time.”

Flabbergasted by her suggestion, I really didn’t know what to say or how to respond. Feeling a flutter of anger, how could she really ask me to do that. The feeling quickly faded as I kept looking at her innocently sitting in the booth across from me. She was just a girl, she had me wrapped around her finger, she was my girl.

“I don’t now what it is about you, but you put me in a trance.”