Page 83 of Grace of Spades
"My dad," I whisper.
"Fuck." Yep. Fuck is the right response. Ray knows all of my childhood tormentors. I've told him about what they did to me. He knows what kind of people they are. The truth is obvious.
My best friend betrayed me in the worst way.
He is knowingly friends with my rapist, my abusers, and my own personal boogeyman and has the nerve to call me his friend.
I'm going to kill him. On a very personal level.
"Thank you, Gabe. This means a lot. Do you need anything?" I ask.
"Nah. We're good. I know you'll come through for me if I need you." He grins. He's right. I totally will. "And if you need help with whatever this shit is. I'm in."
"Thanks. I'll let you know." I nod. I have a lot to think about.
I somehow manage to get back to school and through my last few classes though my mind is elsewhere. Stewing and plotting and... God dammit! Why would Ray do this?!
Liam
Something is wrong with Grace. She wasn't here for lunch or gym class and she might as well not have been here for the rest of the day. She's too involved in her head.
Well, I can fix that.
"Hey, babe. You wanna go for a ride with me?" I offer throwing my arm around her shoulders. She looks up at me with those gorgeous green eyes and gives me a small smile.
"That sounds perfect." Yes!
We head to our bikes and set off to pick up food before I take her out to my favourite route. Lots of easy turns and long stretches in the countryside. You can really let go here.
I can see her in my side mirror and she seems to be enjoying herself. I wish we had headsets so we could talk as we drive. Maybe I’ll get one for us. I point to a turn up ahead and she follows me. We ride down the road and into a wooded picnic area.
I get off my bike and head to a picnic table with the food.
"This place is gorgeous!" She sighs. I look over at her and see her smiling up at the leaves. It really is. The canopy of trees make ita private area that I know she will appreciate especially in the mood she's in today.
"I thought you might like it. Seemed like you needed a bit of a break." I explain.
"I do. Thank you, Liam." She wraps her arms around me resting her cheek on my back. Turning around to hold her, I tilt her chin up so I can see her beautiful face and bring my lips to hers. She lets out a quiet moan that sets my blood on fire.
I grip her hips pulling her even closer. I can't get close enough to her even when we're pressed against each other. The little vixen in my arms wriggles against me and I lose it. Sitting on the bench she straddles me and my hands have a mind of their own tracing up her curves, gripping her thighs, and unbuttoning her blouse. Each movement causes her to make soft, needy sounds that I can't get enough of.
"Do you need something, baby?" I ask but it comes out more of a growl pushing down her bra and taking a pierced nipple into my mouth and setting a knife aside on the table beside us.
"I need you. I need you, Liam." She doesn't have to ask me twice. Birds sound around us as I slide her leggings off before she comes back down over me. My hand teases her through her panties.
"You're all ready for me, huh?" I tease feeling how wet she is. She's flooded and hot on my fingers.
"Please," she sighs, rubbing herself against my hand. I put a bit more pressure on her clit drawing small circles and she breaks over me and I want to see that for the rest of my life. Her crying out as she grips my shoulders still moving against me. Fuck, yes! Sign me up.
Her hands free me before she even comes down from her climax completely. She gets up with a hungry look in her eye but that's too far away.
"I need you too." I hum hauling her back into me and pulling her panties aside. I groan as I swear I enter heaven itself. "Fuck, Grace!"
She raises and lowers herself slowly in a torturous motion. She looks me in the eye witha little teasing smirk that breaks all of my control. I grip her hips and pound up into her making her cry out my name and birds fly from their nests above us. I stand up and flip her onto her stomach over the picnic table raising her skirt so I can see her fine ass out just for me. My hand comes down on her cheek without full thought. Thank God she jumps and presses her thighs together. She likes it and I can't hold out anymore.
Thrusting inside her heat again she's impossibly tighter at this angle and I feel my climax coming.
"Yes, yes. Oh, God!" She moans as I pound at her from behind.
