The Exception(45)

“Is that him?” Kari pointed. My eyes followed the direction she was indicating and I saw him walking towards us, a smirk on his face, a bottle of Corona in his hand, and a blonde on his arm.

I was stunned.

He looked over my head to Max standing behind me, acting like I didn’t even exist. “Hey, man. I’ve been looking for you.” He grinned at Max like there was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary happening. I could feel Max stiffen behind me.

“What’s going on, Cane?” Max’s voice was scarily calm.

“Nothing,” he said, tipping back his beer, talking a long swig. My eyes watched the blonde running her hand up Cane’s abs beneath his shirt. “Lesley and I are going to head on out. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow sometime.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Kari exclaimed, mouth agape. “You’re serious right now?”

Cane’s eyes cooled further as he peered down at Kari. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Acting like a dick isn’t going to make yours any bigger!” Kari took a step towards Cane and Max pulled her back as Cane chuckled.

“The size of my dick isn’t something I’m worried about.” He shot a quick look at me before wrapping his arm around Lesley’s waist and looking at Max. “I think I’ve been worried about a little too much lately.”

He tossed his beer into a trash can and made his way out of the bar.



CANE

What the fuck was I thinking?

I sat in the passenger side of Lesley’s little car as she drove up Mill Avenue. A Playboy bunny bounced off of the rearview mirror.

I looked at her, the bright yellow dress she wore riding high on her thighs. They were hot as fuck—a little on the chunky side and shining with some glitter shit.

I could be in worse situations.

“Do you want to go to my house or yours?” she asked. The sound of her voice grated on my nerves.

Why wasn’t she this annoying in the bar?

I rested my elbow on the window and rubbed my forehead. This was not how I envisioned the night panning out.

“We can just go to your house,” she said, popping her bubblegum.

The thought of this chick at my house annoyed me even more. I could tell she was the type that wouldn’t want to leave easily. I should have paid better attention before actually talking to her.

I said like five words. I rubbed my forehead harder.

I wonder what Jada’s doing now … no. I don’t give a fuck.

“Maybe I should run by mine first, though, so I have something to wear when we get up,” she said, looking at me out of the corner of her eye and smiling. “Unless I can just wear something of yours.”

She reached over the console and grabbed my cock through my jeans, massaging it with the palm of her hand. I could see the top of her lace bra as she leaned across and it only made me harder.

I scanned our surroundings, spotting a dark parking lot that was fairly empty. “Pull in over there,” I said, pointing to my right. Lesley’s eyes flashed as she whipped the car into the lot and parked in the very back.

She’s done this a time or two.

I scooted my chair back and undid my belt, pushing my pants down to my ankles. I grabbed my cock and pumped it a little, looking at her while she licked her lips. I rolled the condom I had taken from my pocket down and over myself.

“Just get on,” I said. There was no use in pretenses.

She kicked off her heels and pulled her dress up to her waist as she climbed over the console and squatted over me. She grabbed my cock and sat hard on it, slamming it into her.

She wants it rough? I’m more than happy to do that for her.

Her knees on the seat on either side of me, she bounced up and down, taking me in harder with each movement. I grabbed her hips and raised mine, meeting her thrust for thrust.

Her eyes widened as she looked at me, feeling what I had to give her. “Fuck, Cane!” she groaned, throwing her head back a little.

I took my left hand and wound it through her hair, tugging her head back roughly as she continued to slam herself onto me. She cried out as she came all over me and I thrust into her one final time before holding her down as hard as I could, feeling my load shoot against the back of her body. She ground her pussy over me, riding out her orgasm.

I closed my eyes, enjoying this little moment of pleasure in my otherwise hellish life.

I need to fuck more.

I opened my eyes to see her brown eyes smiling back at me.

They should be green.

“That was so fucking good.”

“Not bad.” I lifted her off of me and towards her seat.

“Not bad?” She looked surprised as she clamored across the console and sat down.

“That’s what I said.” I opened the door, tossed the condom out, and shut it hard.