Wreckers or Checkers: In It to Win It (20 page)

“Never again, will you, fuck another man, I will fucking beat the shit out of any guy that tries to even touch you.” He whispered in my ear as he pumped in and out of me. 

“I love you!” I whispered into his ear and felt tears building up in my eyes.

“Do you?” he asked and slammed me harder against the door with each thrust then stepped back with me still wrapped around him and walked over to the couch. He sat down with me on his lap, I looked down at him and felt a tear slide down my cheek.

He wiped it away with his thumb, “Never again, we belong together do you understand that now?” He asked and punched his hips up hard.

“Yes, oh god Jet don’t stop.” I said then leaned forward and kissed him as I felt my orgasm building and burning in my belly waiting for release.

“Fuck, I love you, you have no idea how much it hurt to have you tell me we were through.  I’m sorry for what I did in Vegas…even though it wasn’t as stupid as what you did.” He said with a grin .

I raised an eyebrow at him, “Just shut up and fuck me Jet.”

He smiled, “Happily!” I was lifted off of him, he had me put one leg on the couch and the other on the floor then he pulled up on my hips so I was standing.  “These god damn heels are hot!” he said then pushed his cock deep inside of me from behind.  As he thrust in and out of me he started pressing against the tight bud of my back side.  “Relax…” he said as he pulled some of my cum up to the bud then gently pressed a finger inside of my ass.   He pumped hard and pressed his finger deeper, “Fuck yes.” He said as my pussy flooded with more cum.

I couldn’t stop my moans from getting louder and my voice rose with each orgasm that ripped through me.  I cum so hard Jet had to hold onto my hips, when he cum his cock twitched and the heat of his cum flooded my pussy.  Leaning over he breathed heavy against my shoulder then kissed it before pulling out of me, I sucked in a breath as he pulled out completely.  I grabbed a Kleenex and cleaned myself up.  We went to the bathroom and showered, while we were in there I could hear his cell phone ringing but he didn’t hurry to get out and answer it.  We washed each other, kissed each other, and I teased him by sucking his dick but not letting him cum.   Once we were out of the shower, he found a pair of sweats he had left at my place, I put on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt then walked over to the bed.  Jet stood there and looked at the bed then at the trash can, “Please fucking go dump that.” He pointed at the can with disgust.  I hurried and took the trash can to the kitchen dumped it then went back into the bedroom.  He shook his head, “You fucked him in this bed?”

I nodded my head yes, “Sorry…”

“Fuck this I can’t sleep in it Chass lets go to my place.” He said.

I put my hands on my hips, “I sleep in YOUR bed and you’ve fucked how many in it?”

“You!”

“And who else?”

“Just you, I got a new one at the beginning of the year.  Only your sex scent is on it.” He told me.

“Oh.”

“Yeah OH, so you either get a new one or I’m never sleeping in it again.” He said as he walked out of the bedroom.  He grabbed his clothes off the floor and put his shoes on, he didn’t bother putting his shirt of before we walked out. He caught me staring at his tattoos, “Problem?” he asked with a grin.

“Nope, I just want to lick all of them.” I said and smiled.

“I will let you lick something.” He said and walked out the door, I locked it behind me and ran to catch up with him.

“Did you check to see who was calling earlier?” I asked.

He pulled his phone out, “What the fuck, Jason’s called twenty times?” He called Jason, “What’s up?” I couldn’t hear what Jason said but Jet’s face paled, then he got the most pissed off look on his face I’ve ever seen him have.  “We’ll be there in a two minutes.” He hung up and took off running out of the building.”

“Jet!  What’s wrong?” I ran to his pickup and jumped in and
barley got the door shut just as the threw his pickup in reverse.

“What’s wrong is the fucking race shop
is on fire.” He practically yelled. He called Jerod and told him to meet us there but Jerod told him he was already there.

When we pulled up to the building my mouth fell open, the entire shop was engulfed in flames that shot all the way above the tree tops. 

“Oh my god!” I gasped and covered my mouth.

Jet threw the pickup in park and jumped out, he took off running to where Jerod and Jason were standing next to the fire truck.
I ran over to them, Jerod stood there with his hands on his head and tears in his eyes.  “I’m going to kill the son of bitch that did this.” He said then turned and looked at me.  He pointed a finger in my face, “I know damn good and well your little fuck buddy is behind this!” he yelled.  Jason pulled him away from me then told Jet that the race fuel was probably going to explode because the fireman couldn’t get the blaze under control.   A couple of firemen came over and told us we needed to move away in case there was an explosion.  We moved behind Jet’s pickup then the explosions started, I covered my ears. 

“How many barrels were in there?” Jet yelled to Jason.

“Only fifteen!” he said and shook his head as explosion after explosion shook the ground and the fire got hotter and hotter.  Jet ended up moving his pickup a block away, we all stood beside it and watched as the firefighters fought the blaze.  Asher and Mitch showed up and stood there speechless like the rest of us. 

A fireman walked over to us, “You guys might as well go home, this is going to be burning most of the night.”

“Nope I’ll stay right here and watch, where’d it start do they know?” Jerod asked.

“When we got here a window on the back of the shop area was busted like something had been thrown through it, we won’t know until it’s completely out though.” He told us then turned and walked back over to the fire truck. 

My cell phone went off with a new text I glanced down to see that it was from Kyle.  Jet seen his name over my shoulder and yanked my phone out of my hand, I read the message from Kyle.

M
: 
I tried to tell you he’s not good for you, they must have pissed the wrong people off huh?

C
: 
Hey douche bag this is Jet if you have a problem you can come find me and we can solve it.

M
: 
Christ now you are controlling her phone?

C
: 
Hardly…it’s a good thing the video surveillance footage is in a fireproof area of the shop so we can review it tomorrow.

M
: 
LOL, I’ve got nothing to worry about.

C
: 
I didn’t say you did.

M
: 
Can I please talk to Chass?

C
: 
LOL … no


I yanked my phone out of Jet’s hands and powered it off.  I was sitting on the tail gate of Jet’s pickup, Jerod walked over to me and caged me in.  “If I find out he’s the one that did this, you’re next visit to lover
boy will be in the ICU.” He told me.

“He’s not my
lover
boy
!” I spat back

“He’s not?  You just fucked him the other night didn’t you?”

“Yes…”

“Whatever Chass.” He said and walked away.

I wiped the tears from my face, “I think I’m going to go home…”

“I’ll give you a ride.” Jet answered quickly.

The drive to the dorm was silent, Jet didn’t walk me in he quickly pulled out of the parking lot as soon as I was out of his pickup.

I walked into the dorm, stripped my clothes off and got in the shower
to get the fire smell off of me and out of my hair.  I sat down and cried, everything in that shop was going to be a total loss.  I silently prayed that it wasn’t Kyle that had started the fire but deep down I knew that he probably was.  I washed my hair and body when the water started to turn cold I got out.  With a towel wrapped around me I opened the bathroom door and took one step out when suddenly I was pushed against the wall and my face was pressed against the wall. 

“Don’t fucking scream, don’t make a noise.”

“Kyle?” I asked in shock.

He laughed, “Yep you guessed right you little whore.”

“Wha…What?” I gasped as he pressed me harder against the wall.

“I heard you fucking him against the door
earlier, you didn’t fucking making those noises when I was banging you. I know you didn’t cum when I fucked you so we are going to change that.” He said with a small laugh.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked as he roughly pulled me away and pushed me towards my bedroom. 

Once we were in the bedroom he slammed the door and proceeded to stalk towards me as I backed away from him.  “I waited three fucking years to get another chance with you, then you get drunk and fuck me and turn around the very next night and fuck that piece of shit Jet.  Who knew college would turn you into a little WHORE…way to make daddy proud Chass.”

“Shut up!  There was never going to be another chance between us, it was lapse in my better judgment the other night with you and I’m sorry…”

He reached up and slapped me across the face making my head snap to the side, “Shut the fuck up!” He yelled. 

I brought my trembling hand up to my face and felt the tears falling, “You’re crazy!” I told him through clenched teeth.

He threw his head back and laughed, “Only when you piss me off, your fuck buddy and his cousin did that when they showed up at OUR home track.”

I shook my head, “It’s a sanctioned track they can race there too…”

“He showed up there wanting to look like he was doing something good, he slapped us all in the face though.  How can you sleep with the son of the man that killed your dad, oh wait that’s because whores don’t care who they FUCK.” He snarled at me.

My eyes got big and I shook my head, “Please just leave.” I told him and started backing away from him, I had to stay away from the bed or he would end up really hurting me.

He stalked me as I walked backwards towards the door, my eyes darted around the room, where was my cell phone?  I looked quickly at the end tables, the headboard, the desk.

“Looking for this?” He asked and waved my phone in front of me then stuffed it back in his pocket then unbuttoned his jeans.

“Now, we can do this the easy way or we can do it the hard way, you go lay on the bed and we are going to fuck until you cum.” He told me.

I shook my head and continue to walk backwards never taking my eyes off of him, I bumped into my desk and stopped.  “
Kyle you never use to be like this!  What has happened to you?”

He grabbed the towel that was wrapped around me and yanked it loose and dropped it to the floor, “Well you see you made the mistake of letting me inside of this tight little pussy of yours.  I tried a few years ago but you wouldn’t let me in so I had no choice but to find it elsewhere.   Then you show up at MY home track with some hot headed race team and
thought you could flaunt your friends in my face.  Then you fuck me and act like I’m just a boy toy…” he ran his finger down from my collar bone to my breast. “You’ve always had such a sweet little body.”

“Stop please!” I pleaded with him

“Aww are you scared?”

“Just please leave
Kyle, I’m sorry okay.  I love Jet.”

Shaking his head he continued to run his hands up and down my body
and cupped my center in his hand.  Then pushed one finger inside of me, I winced from the pain because I wasn’t wet. 

“Just relax Chass.”  He said then looked down and he pumped his fingers in and out of me harder. 

“Please you’re hurting me stop!” I tried to close my legs.

“Mmm I know what’ll help.” He bowed his head and ran his tongue up the slit then licked my clit.  I didn’t feel any pleasure, I wanted to throw up, to scream…then my hand bumped into something on the desk.  I looked to my right and there sat my dad’s racing helmet, I grabbed it where the shield use to be and pulled it closer to me. 

“See you’re liking this.” Kyle said and smiled up and winked at me.

“I said stop
Kyle!  Please!  I don’t know why you’re going crazy.”

He roughly sucked my clit into his mouth
, I squeezed my eyes shut from the pain. “Your fucking boyfriend and his family, they won’t be going around dominating racetracks again anytime soon.  I made sure that the fire cost them everything.” He stood up pushed his jeans down.

“No…no, don’t do this.” I pleaded with him. I wrapped my hand around the opening of the helmet, when he looked down to position at my entrance I moved and swung the helmet hitting him in the side of the head with a loud ‘thwack”

“Ouch you fucking whore!” he yelled and cradled his head.

I stood there clenching the helmet tighter, “I said get out!” I told him firmly.

“You fucking bitch!” He pulled his hand away and looked at the blood that was falling from a cut on his ear.  When our eyes met his had a crazy murderous look, “I fucking told you…”