“Damn right I would! You would burn the world for me, and I’d tear it all down if something ever happens to one of you,” I reply, finally smelling the fumes. “Alright then, start pouring the gas.” Reyes pushes himself off the wall and sloshes the liquid around the stove as I walk over to the kitchen drawer, looking for the box of matches my mom used to keep in there.
I watch as he empties the can, the smell of gas getting stronger the longer we’re in here. They nod at each other, then walk to the front door. I watch as they stand outside and look at me. I stare back at them for a few seconds, trying to not let the memories take over.I was just a kid, a little girl who didn’t deserve half the shit I got served. I just wanted to find a way out back then, but my cry for help only got me into this shitdeeper. I always said I’d make it out of here, it might have taken years and a lot of physical, mental and emotional abuse, but goddammit I’m making it out.With the help of men that I love even when I thought I’d never find that for myself.Well, here goes nothing.I push off the counter and walk backwards to the door, striking the match on the side of the box.Here’s to the past. Fuck you!Staring into the flame, I swear I can see the little girl I used to be smiling back at me.She’d be so proud of us,I think as I toss it and bolt out of the front door. All three of us run back to where we parked and watch as the house explodes into flames.
“Let that motherfucker burn,” I say, leaning against the truck, feeling the heat from the fire.Burn, baby, fucking burn.I can’t help the smile that plays at my lips because fuck this house.
“Alright, let’s go before we’re caught. I really don’t wanna go to jail again,” Reyes says then starts laughing, me and Damien joining in with him.
“See you at home? The doc is already there, and be sure to call Naomi,” Damien says, walking to his car.
Reyes rounds the back of the truck with me and opens the door, helping me into the passenger side. He gets in the driver’s seat and starts the truck up, putting it into drive, and pulling away from the curb.
We’re driving down the interstate, and I can’t seem to sit still with all the adrenaline running through me. Looking over at Reyes, he glances at me and grins before turning back to watch the road.
“What’s that crazy look in your eye, Little Devil?” he hums, and I flip the center console up and scoot closer to him.
“I have pent up energy I need to release. So, how about you help me with that before we make it home?” I reply softly, leaning over and kissing the side of his neck.
“Keep doing that and I’m pulling this fucking truck over,” he hisses, and I trail my tongue from the side of his neck up to his ear.
“Since I’m one-handed, unbutton your jeans. I’ll hold the wheel,” I whisper against his ear, causing him to shiver.
Taking over the steering wheel, his hands move to his pants. Hearing the zipper, I look down and lick my lips. The sight of him already hard through his boxers turns me on even more.
“You look like you’re starved for my cock, Babygirl,” he growls, putting his hands back on the wheel.
“Oh, I most definitely am,” I reply softly, pulling his cock free. Pre-cum drips from the tip, gathering on the barbells. Taking my finger and swiping it, I bring it up to my lips and lick it. He watches the movement, and his pupils dilate.
“Put that mouth to better use,” he mummers, grabbing me by my hair and pushing me down.
Opening my mouth, I take him to the back of my throat and hum around his cock. He groans, holding my head down, and I swallow around him.
“Fuckkk… Keep doing that and I’ll spill my load down your tight little throat right now.” He moans, and I swallow around him again. Controlling my motions, he moves my head up and down. Sucking and licking around the piercing on the head of his cock, I use my cast to help prop me up in the seat while I reach in his boxers with my other hand and roll his balls. His hand tightens in my hair, and I moan around him.I am drenched for this man.I feel the truck slow down as he thrusts his hips, making me take him even deeper, causing me to gag with each thrust.
“Just like that, baby. Gag on my fucking cock. God, I swear your mouth is the devil.” He growls, and I wish I could look up at him to see the look on his face.
Tears run down my face as I feel his dick swell. Knowing he’s close, I run my teeth down his length until he hits the back of my throat. He moans and holds me there as I gag around him. After a couple more thrusts, he roars his release. The warm, salty liquid spills down my throat, and I swallow one last time before pulling off of him with a pop. He runs his fingers along the corner of my mouth, gathering the combined cum and drool. Bringing his thumb up to his mouth, he licks it clean.Fuck, that’s hot.
“We taste good together, Little Devil,” he hums with approval, and there goes another pair of panties.
“We do, don’t we?” I reply, and lick my lips.
He situates himself back into his pants, and I look out the window, realizing we’re almost back home.
“Fuck. I still have to call Naomi,” I shout, and reach for my phone in my pocket to dial her, while he laughs beside me.
“Hey! What’s up?” she says, picking up on the second ring.
“Meet me at my house ASAP. We found Marco,” I start, but she interrupts.
“What? Where? Is he okay?” she panics, throwing out one question after another.
“He’s alive. Fine? I don’t know yet. The guys called a doc. He’s coming to check on him. I’m almost home,” I reply, trying to tell her something to calm her down.
“Getting in the car now. I’ll meet you there,” she replies, and the line goes dead.
“Well, she’s definitely freaking out. She will meet us at the house too.” I look over at Reyes, and slide my phone back into my pocket.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less,” he replies as we turn down my road.
