Page 38 of Tastes Like Misery

He nodded, taking a deep breath as he watched the officer in his mirror. His expression went from hard and scary to the charmer I’d met at the park with his dimple showing as he smiled at me, “As long as he stays out of the truck bed, we’ll be fine.” Rolling down his window, the officer didn’t give a greeting, instead choosing to get straight to the point, “Do you realize you were doing seventy in a fifty-five zone?”

Ollie answered the officer in a Texan drawl so damn real my mama would have been proud, “I didn’t realize, Officer. That darned gas pedal seems to have a mind of its own when there’s no cars to keep pace with. I sure do apologize. My sister just kept talking my ear off about how excited she is to get to our aunty’s house, and I wasn’t paying attention.”

My heart beat so loudly in my chest, I thought everyone could hear it, but the acting role Ollie gave me slowed it to normal. “Sure, blame it all on me. You were the one talking about how much you wanted to get that famous apple pie before me,” I huffed. Not having a sibling, I could only go by the banter I’d seen between the siblings back home, and there sure were a lot of them to give me inspiration.

After a pause, the officer smirked at Ollie, “I have me one of those. They sure do get annoying.” His light pierced the darkness in the back seat, “More siblings?”

“Those are our cousins.” I stage whispered, “They got the lazy genes from their fathers. Nothing like our mama’s side.”

He guffawed, giving me a wink, “I’m going to let you off with a warning this time.” Clearing his throat, he lowered his voice, sternly telling Ollie, “You just mind the road from here on out. There’s lots of deer out this time of the morning. I’d hate for you to have one stuck in your grill. You take good care of that pretty little sister of yours.”

“Why, thank you, sir,” I batted my eyelashes. “We’ll just have to listen to music until we get to the hotel. I’m sure it’s not much further before our first stop. You have a good night.”

“Ma’am,” he tipped his hat to me. “Safe travels. Enjoy that pie.”

As soon as he was out of sight, I let out a long, relieved breath and put the safety back on my pistol before putting it back in my purse. “Jesus, I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I don’t know if I could kill an officer in cold blood like that. Thank goodness you think well on your feet, because that was a close one. I thought for sure we were going to be taken in,” I exhaled dramatically as I sank back into the seat.

“I would have done it for you. No reason for you to have that on your conscience,” Ollie assured me as he pulled back on the road. “There’s no way I spent so much time planning all of this to have it taken away because I flew down an abandoned highway.”

“I love that you would kill for me,” I told him honestly. “It means the world to me.”

“We all would, Viv. I never thought I was capable of love until you came sweeping into our lives.” He squeezed my hand before gently tracing circles on my wrist with his thumb, “I started this to bring me back to a level of wealth I had before. But now, I do it because I want to give you everything you never had before.”

Another one stoplight little town and it seemed like another shithole like where I was from. I couldn’t help the whine that came out when we pulled into the rundown motel, “Can’t we take a couple days off and go to a big city? I was promised an adventure.”

Dane pulled me from the truck and straight into his arms, pressing his hard body against mine, “Don’t let this place deceive you. We have a little surprise you will love.”

I fell into him, inhaling his unique scent, lulled by his smooth voice and promises of excitement. I knew whatever it was, I’d find the thrills I craved. “Normally, I hate surprises, but I know you give the best ones.”

Once Finn came back from the office with the keys, I helped carry the bags up the metal stairs to the second floor. They didn’t let me carry much more than a small bag and my purse, and still the stairs seemed to sway. I plucked the key from Finn’s hand and opened the door for them, my nose crinkling as the musty smell hit it. Still, I wouldn’t complain since we couldn’t always stay in the best places.

“Finn and I will go to the stores. We need some supplies and we have some celebrating to do,” Ollie dropped the bags he carried and grabbed the keys from Dane. His eyes twinkling, he roved my body, “You two have fun while we’re out.”

“I need a shower. These clothes are the worst,” I said, still in the ugly casino attire. Dane didn’t answer, just plopping down in a ratty chair in the room’s corner. He didn’t seem any happier than I was to be there.

Making sure all my parts were clean and hair free, I took extra care to primp myself, wanting to be far away from the dowdy costume I had worn. Just as I was about to turn the water off, Dane’s voice made me jump, “So tantalizing.” His teeth nipped my ass cheek, and I moaned as he slid his hand around to my center, rubbing me in all the right ways. “Turn around.”

I did as he told me, my hand flying to hold myself up on the grungy tiles as his tongue connected with my clit. Water sluiced down my body, soaking him. He didn’t seem to mind, his mouth vibrating as he moaned while devouring me, “Damn, Dane, you’re better than a vibrator.”

I threw my head back as he chuckled, sending tingling sensations to my core. Soon I was panting, gripping his hair as he slid his fingers inside, hitting me in that perfect spot he knew so well. My hips moved with him, needing more as I repeated his name, begging him for that sweet release.

“Not yet, Vivian. I need you to cum on my tongue so hard you can’t stand,” the cruelty doing nothing to curb my desire, enhancing it, driving me wild with need.

Lifting my leg, I gave him better access, and he climbed inside the ugly tub with me with his clothes still on. The water plastered his white shirt to his chest and arms, making it see-through and showing off his sexy ink. I licked my lips, wanting to taste every part of him. He denied me, controlling, and I loved every minute of it. In this moment, I allowed myself to be his captive.

Sucking on my folds, licking me all the way up in slow, smooth strokes. I was on fire, sounds flying from my mouth as he slowly built me up and stopped, talking dirty to me, which did nothing to curb my desire. “Mmm, your cunt tastes so sweet,” the rumble against my skin kept me on the cusp.

Minutes ticked by, every single one filled with sweet agony as he played my pussy like a master. I continued to beg, “Please, Dane. Please.” Each time he stroked my g-spot and brought me close before pulling out to just the tip. The water was no longer hot, the coolness gliding over my pebbled nipples making it almost unbearable.

“Torture,” I moaned when he again stopped, kissing my thighs and all around my pussy, not touching the spot I needed to feel his lips on.

“The best kind,” he snarled before diving back in, making me gasp as my legs trembled.

“Please, I’ll do anything,” I pleaded, ending in a gasp as he sucked hard on my clit and pushed his fingers back in.

“Anything?” his eyes glittered with mischievousness.

“Yes,” I moaned, even though I knew it was dangerous with him. My thoughts were no longer my own, desperation taking over. As he finished me, giving me everything he knew I loved, pushing me to that edge, I screamed, no longer caring what I agreed to.

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