“I can’t handle seeing you hurt, nor can I handle watching you have to stick up for yourself. I wanted so badly to put Sasha in her place today, but I knew it was what you needed to do, not me. I struggled with watching you kick her ass because I didn’t want you to get hurt.” He paused, pushing a couple strands of hair behind my ear, his fingers softly caressing the side of my cheek. Every touch lit my body on fire, and it was like a firework display going off in my belly as I waited to see what his next move would be.
“There’s something going on deep inside of here.” He pointed to the center of his chest. “I don’t know what the hell it is or how it happened, but I know it has everything to do with you. And to be honest, I know that me being here has changed things. It’s made things harder and maybe even changed things for you.” Royal was all over the place. I didn’t understand what he was trying to say, or maybe I did and I just didn’t want to admit it.
“Royal, if you’re trying to say that it’s your fault things turned out this way, you’re so wrong. My mother was this way long before you came along, and your father; well he’s been as he is as long as I can remember. Nothing that has happened here has been your fault.” My eyes were frantically trying to meet his as he stared down at my hands.
“I just think that maybe they’re all right. Me being around has changed things. Maybe if I wasn’t such an asshole, you wouldn’t be rebelling like you are. Or maybe you would be…” He sounded so lost in his own mind.
“Royal,” I sighed his name and did the one thing I thought I would never have the balls to do. I pushed up off my seat and slammed my lips into his, making sure he could feel every single inch of me in that one single piece of flesh, and he gave it back to me. His fingers wove deep into my hair as he pulled me as close as he could get me.
This kiss was harsh, and it was as if he was breathing life back into me. Taking the bad away and leaving nothing but the good. I opened my mouth, allowing him inside and then I grew even braver, taking my teeth and sinking them into his bottom lip, then I sucked on it to nurse the pain away.
A deep, rumbling moan sounded from inside his chest. He was turning me on and all he did was kiss me. We were a tangled mess of lips. As he pulled away from me, his eyes sparkled down at me.
“Do you know hot fucking hot it was to watch you beat Sasha’s ass? I wanted to pull you off of her and fuck you right there.” His words came out breathy. My body hummed with excitement and my lips tingled as I lifted a hand up to touch him. I had never been kissed before aside from the last time Royal kissed me, let alone kissed like this.
“When I take you— because I will take you with my cock— I’ll have you screaming my name all while begging me for more.” He smirked at me, that upper lip raising just a small amount. God he was so gorgeous. It was no wonder Sasha wanted to claim him as her own. I blushed when he said the word cock out loud. It wasn’t a disgusting word, it was just so dirty and bad. I wanted to say it, too.
“Say it, Noelle.” He must’ve been able to tell that it was a foreign word to me.
“Say what?” I played dumb.
“Cock. Say it. I want to see the pretty little mouth of yours say that dirty little word.” God, he was going to kill me.
“C-O-C-K.” I sounded it out, and I swear the look in his eyes turned feral. I was pretty sure he was ready to eat me alive.
“You’re lucky I’m a good man when it comes to you. A respectful man, because if you were anyone else I would’ve already had you bent over in the back seat with my cock sliding in and out of you at a furious pace, all while you screamed my name out as you came all over my cock.” Holy fucking vaginal clenches. His words were so raunchy and disturbing, but oh so hot at the same time.
It would of course be then at that very hot moment that my cell phone started to blare, Dad flashing across the screen. I knew my next words would be dangerous ones, and because we had to be back at the house he couldn’t do anything to change them. Yet when I said them I would most certainly be signing my own vagina’s death certificate.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Royal.” I watched his hands clench the wheel, and air blew out of both his nostrils. It was taking immense amounts of strength to keep himself in line, that I was sure of.
“You’ll be mine, baby, and when you finally are, you’ll be withering beneath me, taking every single last inch of me. It will be the first time you experience an orgasm for what it truly is. Not just some tiny spasm you’ve given yourself with a vibrator.” I couldn’t speak or form words. Royal won this round. With both of us built up to our breaking points, he drove us the short distance back to the house. I could deal with my mom now that Royal was by my side. Still the thought of him thinking it was all his fault lingered there in the back of my mind. He didn’t realize it, but he was the best thing that ever happened in my life, and I was grateful that he was here.