Page 1 of Battling the Enemy
Prologue
The one thing about Melissa Randall was the bitch sure did know how to suck a good cock.
The party was in full swing, with the bonfire blazing on the sand near the shoreline, and uninhibited teenage kids everywhere drinking, dancing, snorting up coke, popping back ecstasy, or flat out fucking. We were a dangerous lot, that’s for sure; teenage kids with too much money and no supervision. It didn’t matter that we were underage. It didn’t matter that half the shit going on here could land us in jail.
We were untouchable.
The children of the One-Percent who didn’t answer to anyone.
When we arrived at the party earlier, I had no intentions on hooking up with anyone. I had showed up just to drink and hang out. But Melissa had been on my shit all night and, admittedly, it’s been a while since I unloaded down a girl’s throat.
Hell, I haven’t had any action since Roselyn put an end to our arrangement a couple of months ago. I can’t say I was sad about it, though. As much as I adored Roselyn, she and Liam were made for each other. I always knew I was just extra, and I never had a problem with that.
But, never having been used to abstinence, it hadn’t taken much for me to cave to Melissa’s suggestions after a few beers. So, when she dragged me behind a cluster of trees for some half-ass privacy, I let her.
However, I wasn’t so drunk that I hadn’t put a condom on before she sunk to her knees. A lot of people might argue that it’s just a blowjob, but I paid attention during sex-ed. Those pictures of mouth herpes had stuck with me. Besides, not judging or anything, but Melissa was awfully friendly with Sands Cove’s male population. Plus, the condom was flavored. I was thoughtful like that.
I looked down, and I couldn’t deny she was doing her part. My dick was down her throat with her hand working my balls as she moaned like a porn star. I had my hands tangled in her dark red hair, and I held her firm as I fucked her mouth with my eight-inch cock. And, even with a condom on, that shit felt good.
I tightened my hands in her hair, getting ready to work up to completion, when a sound to my left caught my attention. I turned my head, and saw something-or rather,someoneI never thought I’d ever see watching me get my dick sucked.
Now, it wasn’t that I was a stranger to voyeurism. I’ve been to my fair share of parties that had been full of debauchery and shamelessness, but I’ve never been to a party where Delaney Martin was in attendance andshewas the one being the voyeur.
Delaney Martin.
I watched as her eyes were taking in Melissa on her knees before me. I knew from where Delaney stood that she couldn’t actually see my dick in Melissa’s mouth, but even from a distance, I could tell the look on Delaney’s face wasn’t one of disgust.
She was captivated by what she was seeing and, suddenly, Melissa was no longer the person getting me off. The tingles developing at the base of my spine were because Delaney was watching. The burst of lust was so profound, my fists tangled and pulled on Melissa’s red hair, and I started fucking her bruised lips as if I was inside her easy pussy. And because my eyes were still on Delaney, I didn’t miss how she noticed the change. Her eyes shot up to my face and that’s when I saw it.
Pure fuckingdesire.
Our eyes met, and I was certain she’d turn red with embarrassment and take off running, but she didn’t. Her gaze held mine as I pumped my cock down Melissa’s throat a few more times before finally throwing my head back, closing my eyes, and cumming in the girl’s mouth.
When I opened my eyes, Delaney was gone.
Oh, hell fucking no.
I pulled my dick out of Melissa’s mouth, pulled the condom off, tied that bitch up, and stuck it in my pocket. I’d rather have a busted used condom of my spunk in my pocket than become a Lifetime movie topic where some psychotic bitch turkey basted my sperm to trap me into marriage.
Melissa looked up at me from where she was still on her knees. “Deke?”
Now, here’s the thing-I had nothing against, uh, friendly girls, I just didn’t like when they tried to act like what this was isn’t what it was always going to be.
I looked down at her as I stuffed my dick back in my pants. “Thanks for taking the edge off, Melissa, but I have to go,” I told her. She pouted as I further explained, “I caught a deer in my crosshairs and it just ran off.”
Chapter 1
Deke~
Ileft Melissa on her knees in the trees as I ran after Delaney Martin.
I wasn’t exactly sure what it was that had me chasing after her, but the second she met my stare and hadn’t shied away from watching me cum, something snapped in me.
I’d been going to school with Delaney Martin all my life, and she had never made a splash on anyone’s radar. It wasn’t that she wasn’t pretty enough or built, but I’d always taken her for an introvert. She never participated in our unsupervised antics. She never acted out of pocket. She never caused any drama. Delaney Martin was your typical wallflower. She had been all the years that I’ve known who she was.
But, tonight, that wallflower stood hidden behind the trees as she watched me get my dick sucked. Delaney hadn’t stumbled upon me and Melissa and run away shocked at her intrusion. She hadn’t turned away when she realized what was happening. And she sure as fuck hadn’t run off embarrassed when she got caught.
No.
