Page 27 of Caged Heart
PCP. Angel Dust.
That's what her pussy felt like.
I sank into the booth as Carmen ate her food and moaned as if I couldn't take her to the bathroom for another quickie.
Fuck. No condoms.
"I fucked you raw," I stated, and she coughed, almost choking on her food.
"Jesus, Ares, can you chill?"
"What? I didn't yell it out for the diner to hear. I'm just telling you, why are you acting shy?"
"I'm not."
Carmen couldn't control the blush over her cheeks, neck, and ears. I chuckled but cleared my throat immediately so she wouldn't feel self-conscious.
Placing my elbow on the table, I leaned into her personal space. "we fucked with no protection. I'm safe."
"Me too," she squeaked out as she bit a fry. "Last person I was with was my ex, Harry, and I got checked recently."
"Same."
"You have an ex?"
"No, same as in. I got checked recently. Anything else you want to share with me, pretty girl?"
I knew what that name was doing to her, so I kept calling her that in a particular tone.
Her nipples beaded through her black tank that she wore underneath her blazer that was open right now. Her pupils dilated, and now she was restless in her seat. Fuck, she responded so well to me.
"I'm on the pill."
Carmen sputtered that I had to concentrate briefly to realize what she had said.
"So you want me raw, all day… every day?"
"We can't have sex every day."
"Carmen, Carmen, Carmen … I understand. Sometimes, when I need you badly, you must let me in. That's all I ask. Fuck; Pure, uncut, Angel dust."
I drop my head in my hands, covering my face.
"What's like Angel dust?"
"Nothing, baby. Nothing. Just finish so I can drop you off for your next class."
"You're calling me baby a little too easily."
Carmen commented. I knew that she was just looking for clarification and something that told her I wasn't fucking playing games. Before I could answer her, a voice made the hair on my neck stand up.
"Hello, son. I've been looking for you all morning." My father's voice filtered through the noise, making every sound around me disappear.
Slowly, I sat up with my fists under the table, trying to not tremble. The years of getting my ass beat and tormented flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope.
"You must be his girlfriend. I'm his father, Kronos Wolfgang."
I watched, immobilized, as my father reached his hand out, waiting for Carmen to touch him.
