Page 38 of Lost Soul

Was she really that innocent, or is she teasing and taunting me? Making me believe that all I have to do is reach out and take her.

Fuck, I don’t even deserve to have her in my head.

Bringing my hand down hard on Mel's ass again, I remind myself that I’m an evil bastard, one who gets his kicks out of inflicting pain. She screams, flooding my cock as she comes and scratches her claws into my table. I curl my hand around her face and crush it into her mouth, so I don’t have to hear her. There’s only one voice I want in my head…

“Jessie, please. I need you,” Maddy’s voice sings to me like an angel summoning the devil.

I want to open my eyes so I can escape hers and the way they seem to glisten brighter whenever they meet with mine. But she holds me like a prisoner, refusing to let me fuckin’ go.

I’m close, and with one final slam into the body laid in front of me. I turn rigid, gripping Mel's hips, as my cock pumps its release into the rubber I’m wearing.

As soon as I open my eyes, I know there’ll be no talking myself out of doing what I’m about to do. I pull out of Mel and snap the rubber off my cock. Tossing it into the bin as I fix my jeans.

“You need to be gone by the time I get back,” I tell her, not looking back as I snatch my truck keys from the table. I drive back down to the club, hoping that I’m not too late.

It doesn’t matter to me anymore that I’m wrong for her, Maddy Summers being here tonight, and the reaction it’s risen out of me has made one thing very fucking clear. She’s all fucking mine.

I’m not shocked when I get back down to the firepit and find Squealer sitting between Maddy and Hayley, the smug bastard even cocks his head and smirks at me as I march towards them.

“You wanna go twos, Jess?” he asks, I somehow manage to ignore him. All my focus being on Maddy.

“You,” I point at her first. “You’re coming with me.” The tone of my voice is harsh, and the way she jumps to my command makes me fucking hard.

“The fuck?” Squealer wines like a bitch, looking confused as shit.

“Not now, I’ll deal with you later.”

“You can tell me now, what’s your fuckin’ problem?” He stands up from the log, as if he’s gonna do something about it.

“Right now, Squeal, you’re my fuckin’ problem. Don’t push me,” I warn.

“Cool it, brother,” he backs down, holding out his hands in front of him. “Ain't no chick worth getting your hair in a curl over. Bro's over hoes remember.”

I nod letting him know he’s made the right decision, then taking Maddy’s elbow in my hand I steer her towards my truck.

“Keep an eye on her,” I tell Squealer, pointing my eyes at a stunned and silent Hayley. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Take your time, brother,” he shouts after me then laughs, l lift up my arm and flip him off behind my back while I lead Maddy to the truck.

Maddy doesn’t say a word as I drive down the track and out on to the main road, she sits perfectly straight, arms crossed on her lap, and keeps on nipping at that bottom lip.

“Hay shouldn’t have brought you here.” I make her jump when my palm slams hard against the steering wheel in frustration.

“Don’t be mad at her, she was just trying to include me.” The sound of her sweet voice soothes me slightly, but I can’t bring myself to speak to her for fear of what might come out. The journey is silent and awkward, and when I pull up outside her house, I notice there are no lights on.

“Thanks for the ride.” She smiles before she opens the door.

“Your mom not at home?” I ask, not liking the thought of her being in an empty house.

“Not tonight.” There’s something sad behind her words, and she tries hiding it with another smile before she hops out of my truck. She shuts the door carefully and then starts making her way up the path to her door.

“Maddy,” I hear my voice call out through the open window, and I have no idea why. When she turns her head, the words that follow after shock the fuck out of me. “Would you wanna take a ride with me sometime? Get out of town for a few hours.”

“Yes,” she answers fast, like she’s scared I might retract the offer, then she blushes when she realizes her haste. “I mean… that would be really nice.” Her smile isn’t fake this time, it’s a genuine, happy beam that spreads warmth through my whole body.

“Okay then.” I nod, totally aware of the smug grin that’s fixed itself on to my face. She backs up along the path to her house. Her lips still spread with that smile that punches me in the feels so hard I feel it bruising. When she turns away from me a few strides before she reaches her porch, I instantly miss her face.

“You watching me inside?” she calls over her shoulder, with a little sass that I’ve never heard from her before. I lean forward and rest my arms on the steering wheel, getting a better view of the perfectly sculpted ass she has tucked in her jeans.

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