Jagged: A Standalone Bad Boy Romance (19 page)

The kiss had surprised me. But deep down it's what I always wanted. I'd been kissed many times before but not like this. This was different. This kiss was what I'd always seen happen in the movies. Was this what my life had become—a movie? Drug addict saved by a bad guy and falls for him. Sounded like the cheesiest movie ever. But it was my movie.

When Brody asked me to go the bedroom, I knew it was finally time. Time to become a real woman.
There was no turning back now, Erica
. I couldn't believe it was going to happen.

Brody carried me through the halls and I could feel his rippling muscles enveloped around me. He gently placed me on the bed and kissed me again. His blue eyes drilled into mine. I never wanted him to stop. His lips needed to be stitched to mine.

I tugged at his jeans, pulling him close to the edge of the bed. I bit down on my bottom lip and proceeded to unbuckle his belt. I had done this many times before, but not like this. The bulge in his pants was enormous. I couldn't help but stroke his long shaft, forcing Brody to moan. The sticky wetness between my thighs was telling me to go for it.

“Baby, I want to feel your lips wrapped around my hard cock.” His words made me ooze even more.

I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down slowly until his black boxer briefs were exposed. His big manliness was only hidden by a thin layer of fabric. “I want to make you feel good,” I breathed, pulling his boxers down. His humongous cock flung out like a spring, resting on my lips. I reached out with my wet tongue and ran it over his tip. Brody shivered as I ran my tongue down his length until I reached the base. He was so long and thick that he'd barely fit in my mouth.

Brody's fingers combed through my hair. “I can't take anymore teasing, Erica.”

I smiled and looked into his eyes with desire before shoving his entire cock down my throat. Brody screamed my name, holding tightly onto my head. I stroked his shaft with my free hand while bobbing my head up and down on his meat. He tasted so damn good. I never wanted to stop. The heat between my legs was intense. Brody would have to fuck me soon. I wouldn't be able to go much longer.

Brody pulled his cock out of my mouth before I could stop myself. “Whoa, baby. You need to slow down or I'll come too fast. Your lips feel so fucking good around me but there's something I want more.”

I pulled the black blouse over my head and crawled backwards on the bed. “What do you want?” I asked.

Brody replied with a knowing smile. I could get lost in that smile all day. Brody pulled his shirt over his head and I lost my breath at his chiseled body. Tattoos covered every inch of his arms and chest. All sorts of designs: dragons, guns, and half-naked women. There was so much to look at, it was mesmerizing.

Brody pounced on me, his lips trailing kisses down my neck and bare shoulders to my chest. He deftly unlatched my bra and tossed it to the side, licking his lips at the sight of my breasts. “Anybody ever tell you, you have the best pair of tits.” Brody buried his face in my cleavage. He bit hard and chewed on my nipples until they became erect. I held his head against my chest, holding back whimpers.

I pulled his face up to mine and kissed him again. The passion was immense and overpowering. My brain could barely function. All I could think about was getting fucked by this bad boy. I knew I wouldn't last very long under him. “I can't wait any longer, Brody. I need you inside me now.”

Brody bit my bottom lip while peeling off my jeans. My brand new black panties were just waiting to be removed. Brody tugged on them until they snapped and tore into pieces. Luckily he bought me multiple pairs. Brody threw the pieces off the bed and spread my legs. His finger grazed against my wetness. I held my breath in anticipation. This was it.

“You're so ready,” Brody said, sucking on the same wet finger. He positioned himself on top, his hips forcing their way between my thighs. His tip was knocking at my door and I bucked against him, trying to force him inside. Brody wanted to torture me. He wanted me to beg for it.

“Please...fuck me,” I whispered.

Brody thrust into me, filling me completely with his thick and long cock. The pleasure hit me sharply just like injecting with heroin—but more clean and intense. I'd never felt this way before. No high was better than this.

Brody pounded in and out, our breaths matching each other. Every thrust sent me overboard, my body reeling with ecstasy. I couldn't last any longer.

“I want you to come for me, baby. And scream my name when you do it.”

The passion reached its peak and unleashed like an avalanche. I came hard, screaming Brody's name over and over again. My body bucked beneath him but Brody held me in place while he continued to fuck me senseless. I wanted to feel like this forever. Never stopping, not for a moment.

“You're so big inside me,” I whimpered.

Brody crashed into me over and over. “You have no idea how much you turn me on, Erica. Every second inside you feels like I'm coming again and again.” I held onto his strong arms and wrapped my legs around his back, pushing him deeper within me. My voice was gone as I tried to scream from the massive hit of pleasure.

“Will you come with me, baby?” I nodded and focused all my attention on the building pressure between my thighs. It needed to be released. The thought of Brody coming inside me sent me over the edge. Brody grunted as he fucked me harder and harder until he finally found his release. The sensation of his cum filling me to the brim felt like no other.

I let go at the same time, my body quaking from the orgasm. Brody pumped in and out, our pleasure becoming one. We screamed at the top of our lungs, holding onto one another. Did this moment ever have to end?

The ecstasy subsided and Brody fell down on top of me, my chest heaving him up and down. He slowly pulled out and his juices ran out of my pussy. The relaxing bliss I felt was like nothing else. I felt like I was glowing.

Brody rolled off and to the side, bringing me over into his arms. I rested my head against his hard chest and listened to his heart beat. A steady drum pounding into my ear.

“That was beyond words,” I was finally able to say.

Brody ran the nails of his fingers around my ear. “That was your first time, wasn't it?”

My whole body became crimson red. I didn't want to make a move.
How did he know?
I must have been terrible. He was used to girls doing certain things and I just didn't have the experience yet. “I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I didn't want to ruin the moment. Was I that bad?”

Brody pulled me up until our eyes met. “Baby, you were incredible. That was the fucking best sex of my life. Your pussy was so damn tight it felt like it was choking my cock. In fact we're going to go again. I can't wait another minute without being inside you.”

“Again?” I gulped. My legs were already becoming sore. Could I even come a third time?

Brody made me come two more times before I couldn't handle anymore. My body
and
mind had hit its limit. But he felt so good inside me. Better than anything else. I could do away with drugs forever if I could feel that big man between my legs every night.

Erica slept with her head on my chest. She breathed softly, her chest expanding against me. I couldn't help but stare at her even though I was so exhausted. What the fuck just happened? Erica was better than the thousands of sluts I'd been with
and
it was her first time. This girl I actually had a connection with. I wasn't ready to throw her away like all the others. Erica needed to be fucked regularly and I was ready to give it to her.

I wanted to stay in bed with her all day and fuck her as many times as my cock could handle. But it was almost noon and I needed to get some things squared away before the Kellys sent their dogs after me.

I tried my best to carefully lift Erica's head without waking her so I could get up. Her eyes slowly opened and she purred as she wrapped her arms around me. I wasn't going to get away that easily.

“I have some things I need to get done today. I'll be back before you know it.” I didn't want her to know all the gritty details yet. She'd know soon enough. I just wanted her to enjoy this morning as much as possible. She deserved it after the hell she'd overcome.

I got dressed as quickly as possible. I didn't have any clean clothes but that didn't matter. We'd have plenty of time to buy new stuff while we were on the run. I checked my phone and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Damon hadn't tried to contact me again.

“What's going on?” Erica asked, sitting up and tucking the sheets under her arms to cover her chest. Her hard nipples poked through the white sheet and I couldn't help thinking about what it would feel like to have my hard cock rest between her tits until I came all over them.

“Nothing is going on, Erica. Just go back to sleep. You need your rest before I come back and ravage you again.” I thought I could get her to smile but her face remained serious.

“I can hear it in your tone that something's wrong. Tell me. I want to know.”

I couldn't keep it from her anymore. Erica would need to know soon enough. I took a deep breath in to focus my thoughts. “My boss wants me to bring you in. He wants to interrogate you himself.”

Erica began to move out of her chair, looking for a door to run for. That was what I was afraid of. Even after our night together, she still thought I was just a bad guy. A guy that would give her up at the first chance he got.

“I'm not going to do it, Erica. I'd never hand you over to them.” I put my hand on hers. “We have to go on the run. It's the only way to get out of this alive.”

Erica settled back in her seat. Her clammy hand entangled mine. “But we'll have to look over our shoulders for the rest of our lives.”

I nodded. Living on the run wasn't going to be easy. “Better than being buried six feet under.”

Erica was scared, her chest expanding and contracting faster. “Where are we going to run to?”

“I don't know all the details yet. But I know that anywhere else is better than here.”

Erica took one last bite of breakfast and stood up. “What are we waiting for? Let's go right now. I don't even have anything to pack.” She looked so brave standing there, ready to go along with anything I asked.

“I have a few loose ends I need to take care of before we go. I want you to stay here and wait until I come back.”

Erica shook her head back and forth. “No way. I'm coming with you.”

“The Kellys won't be looking for us yet. I already told Damon this morning that I'm going to bring you in. He won't send his thugs out for us just yet. He has no idea I'm going to betray him.”

Betray. That was a tough word to swallow. Damon and I'd been through so much together. I owed him everything. And now I was going to go against his orders—for her.

“Don't worry. You'll be safe here. I'll only be gone an hour at the most. If I'm not back within two, then you need to leave without me.”

Erica shook her head again, her brown eyes wide. “I can't leave without you. I won't.” I admired her defiance.

“You'll have to. Get out of town as fast as you can and don't look back,” I replied. “But don't worry, I'll be back. Try to think of some places we can run off to while I'm gone.”

Erica nodded with tears streaming down her cheek. I wanted to reassure her that everything was going to be all right but I wasn't sure myself. The Kellys had ways of tracking people down. Even with our head start, they could be on us in days. I'd have to be smart about it. But first I needed to get to my stash.

I kissed Erica passionately one last time. It could be my last. “Don't worry, I'll be back for you. Just promise me you'll run if I don't make it back in time.”

She looked up at me with doubt behind her eyes.

I squeezed her shoulders. “Erica, promise me.”

She sighed. “I promise.”

I turned and walked out of the door without looking back. My throat choked up. I needed to get back to her as soon as possible. Nothing would stop me.