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Iput that plug there.

I grab his ass cheeks and press them together around it as he thrusts into my face with an intense shout. He growls down at me, his eyes filled to the brim with arousal. “Wiggle those sexy ass hips, fuck doll,” he demands and I’m doing it without thinking. “That’s my fucking girl,” he snarls. I’m whimpering for him again, feeling so fucking used and needed and loved. “Get your ass on the bed,” he commands next as he rips his cock from my mouth and shoves me to the mattress. He runs the head of his dick through the mess of my slick folds before he enters me and fucks mehard.

Not hard enough to completely erase the trauma of his entire life, but enough to start seeing things in a different light. And when he comes, he screams to the open room, releasing all the pain and embarrassment from those memories held long within the recesses of his body, and his darkness.

And what a fucking sight it is, to behold Bash in all his unfiltered fucking glory. My fallen rockstar. My savior.

More alive than ever before.

Chapter Thirty-Three - Now

Alina:

Starbucks is extremely busy today.

I thought it would help calm my nerves, but it’s making me more antsy. All the talking and people rushing around inside the building is amplifying my anxiety. I also can’t help but wonder if any of these customers are spying on me and Bash. I know Luke has been keeping a close eye on us, even though I’m never quite sure how information gets passed to him. I just make sure to watch my back and try to enter every situation knowing what we’re up against.

I’m bouncing my right leg under the table we’re sitting at and waiting on Bash as he orders for us. I haven’t seen Gilda yet, and I’m praying that she doesn’t bail last minute. These last few days with Bash have been the best of my fucking life. The trauma we’ve helped each other through. The trust we’ve reformed. I just want it to stay like this forever and I’m not scared to say that anymore. Iamscared it might not happen though.

Bash comes to sit on my left, smirking at me as our legs graze each other. It feels like a flame shooting up my thigh as I smile and take this small moment to be grateful for him. “Have you seen your friend?” he asks quietly. I shake my head no. “Well, let’s give her a few minutes. Who knows what she could be thinking.”

“What do we do if this doesn’t work out, Bash?” I grab his arm, sinking my nails into it as I panic.

“Ouch, Lina Girl,” he says softly as I release him with an apologetic curve of my lips.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so nervous. A lot is riding on this,” I sigh, tucking my hair behind my ear. He grabs my arm, the one he bruised last night and lightly runs his fingers over the marks.

“I understand,” he says faintly. When Bash saw the bruises this morning, he almost started crying. I admit, I was a little worried last night when he grabbed me. More because the feeling he was experiencing was so intense and real for him, I didn’t know if I could talk him down if it escalated. I’m just glad it didn’t. My assurance I was ok didn’t curb his remorse and he ate me the fuck out for it. I wasn’t complaining.

“To answer your question, I’m not sure. But we’ll make a new plan if it comes to that,” he says gently as I nod. My stomach feels like it’s about to drop out of my ass. I’ve been in a cocoon of Bash and his surroundings while staying with him and experiencing the actual world again is making this all the more real. But it’s necessary. Thisisreal and the quicker we take care of Luke, the quicker we make the life we want to be living a reality.

Bash leaves to grab our drinks as I continue to wait anxiously. I’m checking my phone for the millionth time when I feel a hand on my shoulder and jump hysterically. Gilda jumps too as we cover our mouths with our hands, mimicking each other.

“I’m sorry Alina! I didn’t mean to startle you,” she apologizes as I shake my head, holding my chest while my heart beats rapidly.

“Holy fuck, Gilda. It’s ok, it’s me! I’m freaking out today!” I reply quickly. “Grab a coffee on me?” I ask as I hand her a five-dollar bill. She smiles graciously.

“Be right back,” she says as Bash passes her with our order, returning to the table.

“Is that her?” he asks, and I nod. “Great. First part of the plan is going well. She showed.” He takes a long sip of his iced coffee and looks at me. “Breathe, babe. Let’s just get this done and then it’s back to our place. It’ll be worth the wait, I promise,” he teases me. I can’t help but melt as he nuzzles my neck. All I want is to be back in bed with Bash, getting my fucking pussy rocked.

I watch as Gilda gets to the front of the line and then orders. She walks back to us, smiling as she joins the table. “And who is this?” she asks as she turns to Bash, and he holds his hand out politely.

“Sebastian, ma’am. And you are?” I swear my panties slicken the second his manners make an appearance. Gilda smiles sweetly and introduces herself, shaking his hand. Bash makes small talk for a few minutes to break the ice. He’s so much better at handling stress than me, so I’m silent as he does the work at first.

Gilda eventually quiets down and looks to me curiously as I shift, uncomfortable. I feel like she’s seeing into my soul. “I know this isn’t just a coffee date to catch up and shoot the shit. So, out with it, Alina. You’re running around with an ex-rockstar, causing trouble when you never have before. You’re planning something. Aren’t you?”

“She’s sharp. I like her,” Bash says cockily and Gilda, despite herself, blushes.

“You’re not wrong, young man,” she says back. “This one here has never done anything to step out of line. And now, all of a sudden, she’s got a new boyfriend out of the blue and Luke’s been freaking out ever since.Whyare you causing problems, Alina?” Gilda sips her coffee as both she and Bash settle theireyes on me. I feel ridiculous because I’m feeling defensive. But I decide to just go with the truth.

“Bash and I met in high school. We were lovers back then and reconnected recently when he found one of my client’s sexually assaulting me behind the bar earlier this week,” I start in a rush. Gilda nods, grabbing my hand with her own.

“You’re a strong woman, Alina. I’m sorry you’ve had to be for so long. So, he shows up and what happens next?” she asks.

“Bash returned the favor to Albert by beating his ass, and then I left with him. Luke killed Albert to keep him quiet but wasted no time finding out who Bash was. I mean, it’s not that hard to look up a former rock god slash junkie drunkard who got their tour canceled for partying excessively,” I explain way too detailed in my nervousness.

“Jesus,fuck, Alina,” Bash says as he looks at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.

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