Page 97 of Enraged

As I rubbed myself, I thought back to that night at the cabin when Dakota wrapped his lips around my clit.

The way he sucked it and flicked it with his tongue at the same time…

My pussy started tingling as I replayed it in my mind, my clit throbbing to be touched. I rolled it between my fingers, sending bits of pleasure splintering throughout my body. Sitting down on the seat inside of the shower, I teased and toyed, edging myself to the brink but never close enough to cum.

God, I want to feel him inside of me.

The way he stretched me just right and guided my hips as I rode him… The way he grunted my name when he came…The way he fucked my throat hard as if he wanted to hurt me, but with his hands cradling my head to make me feel safe…

I rubbed my clit faster, so fast my legs started to shake.

Dakota dipping his tongue inside me, making damn sure he got every single drop of cum… The way he begged me when I deepthroated him… the way he tasted on my tongue…

With every memory, I lost more of my control.

The way he fucked me from behind, the passion, the force…

With a moan, I exploded, my clit so sensitive that it ached.

Fuckkkkk.

With shaky legs, I attempted to stand.

The things I’d do to him right now would have me doused in holy water.

After bathing a second time, I stepped out of the shower. Feeling stronger and more determined as I wrapped the towel around me, I grabbed my phone from the vanity. Ignoring a text notification from Big Jake, I opened the text feed between me and Cassie.

Before I could change my mind, I told her to meet me in twenty minutes at Deja Brew.

Let me just go “hear her out” …

Dakota

“Aight, y’all, I know last night was a tough one. Tonight will be better,” I hyped them. “Let’s get the ole girl inspected so we can all chill out until duty calls.”

Zeke, Carter, Dedric, Ben, and Jace spread out to inspect the engine. While they checked off the truck, I inspected our air packs, cylinders, and PASS alarms to make sure everything was functioning properly.

Thirty minutes later, we were all inside the station, everybody busying themselves while waiting for the tones to drop. The station’s phone rang and Jace answered it, his expression changing as he listened to the person on the other end of the line.

Lena would call his cell phone…wouldn’t she?

After what seemed to be a fairly one-sided conversation, he hung the phone up on the wall. “DK?”

I walked over to the kitchen island. “What’s up?”

“That was the PD. They wanted to let us know that they’ve arrested a few juveniles down by the Waverly Mill for trying to start fires. Apparently, it’s part of some dumbass TikTok challenge. He recommended we stay on alert.”

I nodded. “Whatever happened to talkin’ someone’s big brother into buyin’ you a bottle of MD2020 and gettin’ shitfaced in somebody’s field? Teenagers these days are fuckin’ stupid.”

Jace nodded in agreement.

From the couch, Dedric piped up. “What’s the Waverly Mill?”

“An old paper mill that closed down in the late nineties,” I explained.

“And if that bitch ever catches fire, it will be a fuckin’ worker,” Jace added.

I gestured toward Jace. “What he said.”

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