Page 64 of Hell & Back

Tori dropped to her knees and smiled up at him. Her hands slid up the sides of his legs, up under his shorts, just skimming his balls with her sharp nails. He drew in a sharp breath and felt his heartbeat pulse in his dick.

“Please don’t play with me, Tori.” He didn’t need any warm up. He just needed to come.

She must have seen how desperate he was to get off because she quickly drew his shorts down and grabbed his dick with both hands. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to swipe the drop of liquid from the tip of his cock. Every muscle in his body tensed. “Take me in your mouth.”

She didn’t waste anymore time. She took him into her mouth, taking him as far as she could go. She used her hands to work the length she couldn’t take, occasionally dropping one down to play with his balls. He dropped his head back and closed his eyes, gritting his teeth through the pain. It was well known that Tori gave the best blowjobs and she didn’t disappoint. It felt fucking amazing at the same time it hurt.

He could feel the pressure in his balls building until he felt like he’d blow like a geyser. Should he pull her off? Would he hurt her when he finally came? Every time he came since being on the drug, he’d come so hard, he thought he might black out. Then he thought Sadie had done fine when she sucked him off,so he felt Tori would, too. Before he could debate with himself further as to whether or not he should give her the option, the suction of her mouth had him exploding his release. He dropped his gaze to watch her and saw that she had his cum leaking out of her mouth on both sides and down her chin. Fuck, on Kylie that would have been sexy as hell. With Tori, all he could think was he’d made a mess and gotten some on her nightgown, too.

Tori pulled back, licking him clean. She used the back of her hand to wipe his semen from her face. She smiled shyly at him. “You okay now?”

“Yeah, honey. I am. Thank you. I’m sorry, I,” he started, but she cut him off as she got to her feet with his help.

“I don’t know exactly what happened to you while you were with the Phantoms, but I imagine it was bad. I don’t know why you’re not at home with Kylie and Tuck, but I imagine it has to do with what you went through. If you need time to sort things through and you need to let off some steam now and then, I’m here for you. But I really hope you get things sorted quickly so you can go home and be with Kylie.”

He got too choked up to respond and ended up nodding that he understood.

“G’night, Darren.” Tori slipped out of his room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

Bacon had warned him that there would be moments of such intense need to fuck and there would be no way around it. The longer he fought against the need, the more pain he would experience as he well knew. He’d also told him if he didn’t want to go home to Kylie, it was only a matter of time before he turned to someone else.

Tori was a sweet girl and she didn’t deserve the way he’d just used her. Her saying she was there in whatever way he needed her felt like a knife to his chest. Although he’d experienced anorgasm and physically he was feeling semi-okay, the guilt of cheating on Kylie once again ate away at him.

He took a quick shower then returned to have a seat on the edge of his bed, reaching for the bottle of tequila he’d swiped from the bar earlier. He checked the level and saw that he had another two-thirds to go. The plan for the rest of his night was to down what was left of the alcohol as fast as he could stand it and pass out until morning. Tomorrow was a new day and maybe it would be the day he no longer felt compelled to fuck.

13

KYLIE

Kylie stood in front of her bathroom mirror putting the finishing touches on her makeup. She’d put on eyeliner and mascara and was currently applying a touch of concealer under her eyes to cover the dark rings her lack of sleep had gifted her. Her tossing and turning had been so bad last night that Tuck had been forced to pin her to the bed with an arm across her chest and a leg over both of hers. Being pinned to the bed didn’t stop her from worrying about Darren.

God, she missed him so much.

She was sure some people might think being in a menage relationship was nothing but sunshine, roses and twice the amount of toe-curling sex. It definitely had a lot of that, but there was also a downside. Being in love with two men meant twice the worry. It meant her heart ached twice as much when one or both of them were hurting.

She and Tuck were going next door to Race and Bellamy’s for dinner and she needed to get a move on before he came lookingfor her wondering what was taking so long. Giving herself a quick scan in the mirror, she thought this was as good as it was going to get. “Ugh. Whatever.”

She opted on wearing stretchy black leggings with a super soft, light forest green sweater that complemented her eyes and hugged her belly. She’d put her hair up in a messy bun and left small wisps of hair bracketing her face. She was reaching for the gold earrings Darren had surprised her with when Tuck poked his head in the bathroom.

“Hey, babe. You about ready?” He moved behind her, settled his hands on her hips and watched her closely in the mirror.

“Do my boobs look bigger to you?” She swore they’d grown overnight.

Tuck made a sound like he was strangling on his tongue. “Is that a serious question?”

“Uh, yes.” The “duh” was implied as she addressed his reflection.

“Well, yeah, babe. Your tits are bigger and I gotta say I’m not complaining.” His hands drifted from her hips to cup her breasts. “Like Darren likes to say, if they still fit in my hands, they’re not too big.”

She smiled at Tuck’s joke as he expected but it must have fallen short. The muscle in his jaw ticked as his eyes drilled into hers. She reached her hand up and behind her and cupped his cheek. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For worrying you. I can’t help but worry about Darren. As long as he’s sleeping under a roof that isn’t ours, I’ll worry. He’s back, but he’s notback.”

“I get it, Kylie Jo. He’ll come back. We just need to give him a little more time.” He spoke softly near her ear, gently hugging her to his chest.

“I’m trying, but it’s so hard.” What she didn’t tell Tuck was the longer it took Darren to come home, the angrier she was getting. What he was failing to remember was that by agreeing to be a part of their relationship and telling her that he loved her, Darren had made promises. Promises of the heart. And he couldn’t just change his mind the first sign of trouble. Yes, he’d been kidnapped and held hostage. Yes, he’d been drugged and forced to have sex with Sadie. If Kylie could get past it, so should Darren.

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