Tainted Love(5)

Walking into the hotel, Vicky tried to give me a pep talk. Obviously, I didn’t want to do anything with Vicky, but I did with Blake, just for fun. I promised myself a good time, and that was what was going to happen…I hoped.





Dirt. That was all I was fucking thinking with this slut’s tongue down my throat. Why had I done it? The feelings Kalie was giving me had me feeling fucked-up. I was never that interested in fucking a girl, especially with just one glance. What I did for the club and the COA (Confederation of Assassins) had me shutting my feelings off a long time ago. Although, my childhood also had an impact on my feelings—or lack thereof.

Below my Vice President and 1% patch was a crossbones patch, which meant that I did the majority of dirty work when it came to our enemies.

Was I proud of my kills? No.

But did I care? Fuck no.

And that was why I needed a distraction from those fucking alluring green eyes. They pulled me in, hook, line, and sinker. Her eyes were like lasers, melting through the ice wall that had been present most of my life, and that scared the fucking shit out of me.

I pushed the slut off my lap with such force that it had her stumbling to the ground, and looked up to Zane, who had a cocky smirk on his face.

“What?” I spat at him.

“Oh, nothing bro, nothing at all.” He tipped his drink up to his mouth around a smile.

I narrowed my eyes at him before noticing that Blake, Vicky, and green eyes were gone.

“Fuck,” I grunted to myself. “Where did they fucking go?” I asked around the table.

Harvey laughed. “Bro, Blake took them both. Fucking felt that shit right down into my soul.”

I pushed my chair back and made my way out the door while listening to the chuckling coming from the boys behind me. I’d deal with them later.

I began dialing Blake’s phone on my way out.

Fuck, I was going to kill this fool if he had touched her.





I was standing in front of the bed when Blake handed me a glass. I had taken a long drink before he pulled my chin up to meet his lips. When his warm lips touched mine, I felt the alcohol take over. The kiss was hot, I guessed. Trevor and I had never really kissed. As stupid as that sounded, I had no point of reference to go by. But I was always too scared because kissing always led to him trying to get me naked.



I moaned into Blake’s mouth as I felt myself slowly warming up to the situation. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and threw me onto the bed. I laughed as the alcohol hit me at full force.

I wanted this to happen.

“Have any limits?” he asked both of us. I was spread out on his bed, Vicky was still standing.

I nodded my head. “I’m a virgin, and I want to keep it that way. Anything else, I’m fine with,” I replied with certainty.

I thought over my words, I really hoped he didn’t take that too literally, it didn’t mean he could go back door. I meant that I could play with him and he me.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Kalie? You can stop anytime. Okay?” he responded, which took me back a little. I warmed up to him even more because he was actually a decent person.

“Thanks, Blake, but I’m sure.”

I continued looking at him, internally working myself up to get this started. He nodded with a small smile, throwing Vicky onto the bed with me. Standing for a few seconds, he looked at us before crawling up the bed and over the top of me. I swallowed, sliding myself down the silky sheets.

What have you gotten yourself into Kalie?

He had his fists on each side of my head, smiling down at me. Cocking his head to the side, he pushed my legs open with his, which resulted in his groin pushing into me, right between my legs. My face heated instantly from the bold move, and just when I thought this situation could not get any hotter, he leaned down to my neck, licking me from my collarbone up to just below my ear, then bit down. He raised my dress above my head while beginning to pull my bra and panties off. Slowly he started sucking on my nipples. I was panting a little again.

He moved over to Vicky, beginning to undress her, sucking on both her nipples and pulling her panties down her legs. I watched as his head began to go lower down to her sweet spot. When he latched on, her head flew back. I took that as my cue to—do something. So I got in between his legs and took him deep in my mouth. Oral sex was about as far as it ever went with my ex Trevor and me. Never thought I’d hear the day when a man complained about being sucked off too much. It was what we’d done instead of sex, it did get old fast with him, though. I went down on him more than he did me. That was okay, considering he wasn’t very good at it. I had to constantly remind him that my clit wasn’t fucking chewing gum.