Page 11 of The Air You Breathe

I instantly wanted to be mad at her for having a condom. Did she plan to get laid tonight? But watching her be so confident in herself, I couldn’t say no. The Darcy I knew was timid, but this woman was taking charge and I loved it. I looked around the neighborhood and when I saw no one I took the condom from her and rolled it on. Darcy hovered over me while I pushed her panties to the side.

“Baby…”

She didn’t let me finish as she slid down on me, making me grunt from how fucking good she felt. Her moan was erotic as she took all of me in, it was enough to make me lose control. I leaned the seat back enough for her to lean forward and it allowed me to fuck her with quick hard thrusts.

“Yes,” Darcy moaned, holding on to my shoulders as I thrusted into her. I knew I should be going slower, but I’ve needed this for too long and I couldn’t hold back. Grabbing a handful of her ass as I took her nipple in my mouth giving it a long suck before I popped off and gave her other nipple the same attention. Darcy’s gasps and moans made me want to give her an orgasm she wouldn’t forget. I slid my hand in between us, using her wetness to circle her clit with ease.

“Ahhh,” Darcy yelled.

“Does that feel good, you dirty girl?” I asked, as I felt that tingle in my balls warning me, I was about to come but not before Darcy.

“Yes,” she gasped, as I upped my pressure on her clit.

“Your pussy takes my cock so well,” I said, feeling her walls flutter and I knew she was getting ready to come.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted as I pinched her clit between my fingers. “Evan!”

The sound of my name on her lips and her pussy squeezing my cock, tipped me over the edge. I emptied myself into her with shallow thrusts.

Darcy leaned forward so we were flush together, panting as if we were one person, loving the feeling of her on top of me. This was so different from three years ago. Shy, timid Darcy was now a confident woman, who knew what she wanted and took it.

“Darcy,” I said, pushing her up so I could look at her face.

“Evan,” she said, and the tone of her voice made me nervous. When she didn’t look me in the eye, I knew something was wrong. Did I read the situation wrong?

“Are you ok?” I asked gently.

“Uh yeah, I’m fine,” she said, sounding anything but. She pulled her straps back up, tucking her tits back into her bra. “Thanks for a great time.”

She opened the door to the car and got off quickly, leaving me and my dick still in a condom. I scrambled to take it off, shoving it into my jeans before I followed her. Her door slammed shut before I could reach it. What the fuck happened? I knocked on the door feeling like I just had whiplash.

“Darcy, let me in, we have to talk,” I said, a little loudly.

I knocked two more times before I gave up, worried I might wake up Mary and she might kick my ass. She was fiercely protective of Darcy, and I knew she slept with a shotgun. I got into my car staring at the house hoping she would open the door and come running out.

I took a deep breath before I turned my car on and backed out of the driveway. Seems like we will have our long overdue conversation later. I needed to just tell her everything, even if it meant she would never be with me again.

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Iwalked into Misfits, dreading having to talk to my father, Lucio. I hated even calling that man my father. Since he came back into my mum’s life, he’d been nothing but a pain in my ass, in our ass. My poor mum had had to deal with him so much when he found out about me.

I wish she would have just gone back to Ireland when she found out she was pregnant with me and stayed there, but my grandfather was trying to make a name for himself here. She had no choice to stay because what was a nineteen-year-old woman going to do by herself with no job or money. He used her as leverage but when the Caruso family didn’t take the bait, I was given the Quinn name.

The only reason I tolerated that piece of shit was because it made my mum's life easier. If it weren't for my younger sister, I would have moved us out of here and far away, but my mum had a moment of weakness back in Denver. He whispered sweet nothings and made promises that he had no intention of bringing her to Mountain View. Once she was pregnant with my sister, he reeled her in with a promise of something better. Things were great at first but like always he showed his true colors.

The club was packed with people drinking and dancing. I nodded at the guy who guarded a door that led to the offices and the fight ring I had heard about. He opened the door letting me through. I walked down a couple of hallways, following the path that Lucio had described to me, to get to his office.

I saw my half-brother Giovanni and Evan, looking at some paperwork in the hallway that led to Lucio’s office. Once I got closer, Giovanni looked up at me, giving me a nod.

Evan looked at me and smiled. “Hey man, it's been a while since I've seen you.”

He extended his hand out and I shook it. “He’s left us alone while I assume he was working on this. The garage has kept me busy, too.”

“That’s good,” Giovanni slapped my back and then rubbed my head. We were seven years apart, but he made it seem like I was much, much younger than him. He was fiercely protective of Ava and me, trying to keep Lucio’s attention away from us.

I fucking loved him for it. I was a lost cause, but Ava didn’t need to be anywhere near Lucio. She was a girl so he hadn’t felt the need to give his whole ‘you have to be a man speech’ but I knew how he felt about women. They were objects to him, a way to make alliances with people by selling off your daughter.

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