Hush - Fighting Fate #2 (26 page)

“Touch yourself,” I murmured in her ear. “Make yourself come.”

She hesitated for a second, but then she released my head and brought her hand down between her legs.
I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, watching her fingers move slowly over her clit. She tensed, tightening her muscles around my cock. Fuck. I was so close.

“Faster,” I breathed. “Like you do when
no one’s watching.”

I pulled her legs open a little more
for her, and with a shaky breath, she began stroking herself faster, the tips of her fingers brushing against my cock every time I withdrew. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, fighting the urge to blow my load right there and then.

Watching her touch herself was the biggest fucking turn on I’d ever had. I started pumping harder, faster, so fucking aroused my head was spinning
.

“Oh, god…”
Kaeli’s whole body tensed and her fingers stilled against her clit for the briefest of moments before her muscles began contracting around me.

Her legs slammed closed, clutching me even tighter as her whole body shuddered. Turning her face into the pillow, she moaned, and I fell over the edge. Gripping her thigh so hard I thought I might even leave fingerprints, I pushed in deep and held her to me while
I shattered.

I held her to me while she whimpered and her body continued to shudder from her orgasm. The feeling of her tremors around my dick was like nothing else I’d experienced before. It stole my breath. I groaned, unable to do much else while she held me prisoner.

Eventually, her body fell lax and she started taking huge, gulping breaths of air. I was having a hard time catching my breath myself.

Slowly, I pulled out, grimacing at how fucking sensitive my cock suddenly was. Shit, I hope
d he wasn’t fucking broken.

Kaeli rolled so she was facing me, still trying to catch her breath, and I tried not to
swear while I took the condom off. Tying it a knot, I dropped it over the side of the bed to pick up later and reached out to pull her into my arms.

Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, I squeezed her tight. “Holy fuck. That was intense.”

She started to pull back from me. I wanted to force her to stay where she was, but I resisted. Just. She looked up at me with curious eyes. “Is it like that for you every time?”

I blanched at the unexpected question.
“Fuck, no. I don’t think it’s ever been like that for me.” I eyed her cautiously. “What about you?” I frowned. “Wait. No, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

A crease formed between her brows
. “Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to think about you with any other guys. It might make me smash something.”

The corner of her mouth twitched up. “What if I told you I’d only had sex once before and it was awful?”

My breath stuck. Fuck. She couldn’t be serious, could she? But as I gazed into her eyes I could see she was telling the truth. I exhaled shakily. I really wasn’t sure how I felt about that. On one hand, I was fucking happy she’d hardly been touched. She was practically a virgin. But on the other hand, I was more or less taking advantage of her inexperience inside a fucking dilapidated drug house.

“It was in the back of my then boyfriend’s car, and I don’t really think he cared about anything but getting himself off."

I glared at her. “Are you fucking serious?”

She shrugged and gave me a tiny smile. “So, all my orgasms are yours - well, apart from the ones I’ve given myself…”

I growled. The memory of her touching herself was still amazingly fresh in my mind.
Pulling her back into my arms, I pressed my nose into her hair and just breathed.

“What am I going to do with you, Kaeli?”

Wasn’t that just the million dollar question.

Chapter 45

Kaeli

It was after lunch by the time TJ allowed me to go. Leaving was bittersweet though. As much as I couldn’t wait to get the hell away from that house and those guys, I didn’t want to leave
him
.

He and I were both quiet on the drive back to my house. I didn’t think either of us knew what to say. Neither of us knew what the future held. There were no promises we could make.
No reassurances we could give. Whatever it was we were doing could only be done on a minute by minute basis.

I knew he was having a hard time having to drop me back home. Now we both knew Aaron was behind the attempted robbery - and attempted murder, it wasn’t the best scenario for me to be in the same house as him, but I had nowhere else I could go. Not without my mom anyway.

When he pulled the car into my street instead of the back alley, I gave him a curious glance, wondering what he was doing. We were almost to the house when I saw his eyes narrow dangerously.

Jerking the wheel to pull up to the curb, he slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car.

It all happened so fast. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I watched him tackle someone to the ground, his fists flying. Sucking in a worried breath, I quickly scrambled out to the footpath, to do what, I had no idea.

It wasn’t until the two of them rolled a couple of times that I realized it was Aaron he was fighting with
, and my heart immediately went into my throat. It wasn’t that I thought Aaron could beat my boy in a fight. I had no doubt he could more than hold his own. My worry came from the fact that Aaron was completely unpredictable at the moment. I wouldn’t put it past him to knife him or something.

My boy blocked a punch Aaron threw at him, then swung his fist around to connect with the side of Aaron’s face. Aaron’s head snapped to the side and he cursed, trying to lash out again with his fists, but my boy was too fast. He grabbed him and yanked him to his feet, shoving him hard against the tree before smashing his fist into his cheek again.

“What the fuck is going on?!”

I spun to see Ken storming out of the house.

My boy growled, holding Aaron tight around his throat. “Why don’t you ask the piece of shit you call your son? In fact, why don’t you ask him why he had someone jump Kaeli for the five G’s she was carrying, with the instructions to kill her when he was done?”

Ken’s eyes widened before he glared at Aaron.
“What the fuck have you done, Aaron? You’re stealing from your own father?!”

Why was I not surprised he was more worried about the money than me?

“She’s fucking lying!” Aaron choked. “Why the fuck would I steal from you?”

Ken’s gaze narrowed as he looked between Aaron and me, but the sound of Aaron choking had us both looking back. His face had gone a deep shade of purple as my
boy’s hand tightened even more.

“I think you might be missing the fact that I was there
, asswipe,” he growled. “I heard everything that scum said, and I was the one who put a bullet in his brain.”

Comprehension dawned in Aaron’s eyes, and I was sure I saw fear flicker in them briefly.

“And what about the five G’s
you
were jumped for,” Ken spat at Aaron. “Were you behind that as well?”

When Aaron didn’t even try to answer, we all had our answer. Ken’s expression shut down, but I could still see the murderous hatred deep in his eyes.

“If he doesn’t kill you, you’re going to get the fuck out of my house. You’re no longer welcome.” Turning to me, he pinned me with a death glare, making me automatically take a step back. “Where’s the bag?”

I swallowed, looking back at the car.

Without another word, he strode away, grabbing the bag out of the car and disappearing inside. My boy shoved away from Aaron, letting him drop to the ground before issuing a warning in the scariest assed voice I’d ever heard.

“If you come anywhere near Kaeli, or I hear about you sending anyone after her again, I will rip you limb from limb, and I will enjoy every fucking minute of it. Is that clear?”

Aaron bent over and coughed loudly, holding his throat with both hands. He nodded pathetically.

“Say it!”

“Yes!” Aaron bit out, his voice rough and barely audible. “It’s fucking clear!”

“Good. Now do what you father said and get the fuck out of here.”

I watched Aaron pick himself up and stagger away, still holding his throat. My boy strode over to me, grabbing my hand, and started leading me towards the house, mumbling something about me not being safe and needing protection at home as well as at school. I didn’t think he even realized what he was saying, but it only reaffirmed that I could trust him.

When we got to the front porch, he pulled me around so we were standing face to face. He watched me for a long time, just letting his eyes travel over my face.

“I fucking hate having to leave you here,” he said quietly.

I swallowed. I wasn’t used to his honesty. “I’ll be okay. I’ll make sure I keep my eyes open.”

His jaw clenched a little and he nodded. “Text me if
anything
happens.”

I wanted to lighten the mood a little so I forced a grin on my lips. “Anything?”

He watched me for a second, and I could see he was trying to lighten up, but it didn’t happen. His worry was too real. He sighed. “Please be careful.”

“I will,” I whispered.

He nodded and went to step away, but paused. “Uh…about last night…”

I probably should’ve stopped him from having to say anything, but I genuinely wanted to know where he thought we stood.

“I just want you to know how much that meant to me. How much
you
mean to me.”

“And that is…?”

He inhaled slow and deep. “More than my own life.”

It was words like that that made people fall in love.

With that, he turned and walked away.

***

It was hard to get myself motivated for school the following morning. Besides the fact that Mondays sucked royally anyway, nothing seemed less important after having someone try to kill me. I just wanted to find my boy and spend another day locked away from it all, with him doing everything he could to make me forget it all.

Grabbing my bag
off the kitchen bench, I sighed and moved to the front door. “Bye Mom!” I yelled up to her. “I’ll see you this afternoon!”

I vaguely heard her muffled reply from somewhere under her blankets and sighed again.
This day was going to suck.

Closing the front door behind me, I unlocked the car and climbed inside. I’d just clicked my seatbelt in place when the passenger door flung open and a large hulking figure jumped into the passenger seat beside me.

I squealed and jumped back against the door. It took me one second to realize two things. The hulking figure was Aaron. And he was pointing a gun at me.

“Aaron?” I said weakly. “W
hat are you doing?”

“What I need to do. Start the car.”

I stared at him, unable to get my body to move.

“Start the fucking car, Kaeli!”

I jumped at the sudden loud volume of his voice, and with a shaky hand, put the key in the ignition and started the car. Trying to get myself under control, I took a deep breath. I couldn’t show him I was scared.

“You know this is bad idea, Aaron. Mitch is going to kill you when he finds out.”

“Yeah, well he can get in line. Now, back the car out.”

Shit. He sounded crazy desperate. I looked into his eyes, trying to find something I could bargain with, but there wasn’t even a flicker of reasonability there.

“I said back the fucking car out now!” he shouted.

With my hands still shaking, I put the car in gear and slowly reversed out onto the street.

“Drive,” he gritted out through his teeth.

“Where are we going?” I asked. For some strange reason, I wanted to know. It might help me to prepare myself if I knew what I was in for.

“You’ll see when we get there, now stop talking. I can’t think straight with you jabbering away.”

I clamped my mouth shut and tightened my hands on the steering wheel. I was seriously panicking now.
Aaron was unstable. That much I knew. I had no idea what he was going to do to me. I glanced at my bag by Aaron’s feet, wondering if I could get to the cell Mitch gave me. Why the hell hadn’t I put it in my pocket?!

Aaron
directed me through the streets, constantly checking the mirrors and behind us as I drove, looking for who, I didn’t know. When we arrived in an old industrial estate, my heart started beating even faster. He directed me to pull into a storage facility and drive around the back.

“Park over there,” he said, pointing to a space filled with old, wrecked cars.

Doing as I was told, I pulled into a tight spot and waited to see what he was going to do next. I hadn’t turned the car off yet, hoping he might get out and I could get away, but unfortunately, he was using his brain for once.