His dick twitches in my hand. At the very least, it'll get this over with quicker.
As our eyes meet, I take him deeper into my throat, bobbing my head faster when he groans with approval, taking the time to circle the tip and tasting salt on my tongue when I do.
"Mmm…you were right," Dax rasps. "She definitely knows what to fucking do with her mouth."
He pushes his cock further into my mouth, and I moan around it, blinking tears away without slowing down.
I'm not sure when Elias moved, but I feel his breath on my neck now and tense. "I told you I'd put you back in your fucking place," he whispers into my ear before cupping my breast in hishand. My skin crawls, and I tear up again for a different reason. "When I'm done with you, I promise there won't be an ounce of fight left in your body. I can't wait to see what it looks like."
Elias pinches my nipple hard before walking away, and I yelp around Dax's dick.
"Just like that, sweetheart," he says, rocking his hips a little quicker now. "Fuck, I'm gonna come."
I barely get the warning before he thrusts into the back of my throat again, filling my mouth with hot cum. He's so far in, I can barely swallow around him, but I do my best, the excess dripping from the corner of my mouth down my chin.
Once he releases my hair, I sit back, letting his dick fall from my lips, and instantly pull up my top. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and just sit there with my head down, waiting while Dax fixes his pants, absolutely refusing to look at Elias, who stays quiet.
"Ah, I could get used to this," Dax says. "You okay over there, bro? It looks like you could use little sister's mouth, too. You want her to crawl over there?"
I hold my breath, waiting for his answer with my heart in my throat.
"Let's go dispose of a body," he says before leaving the room.
I sigh in relief when his footsteps dissipate, finally looking up.
"You heard him," Dax says, gesturing toward the door. "Let's go."
I pull myself to my feet and follow him out of the room.
"Shouldn't I just go home?" I ask as we descend the staircase. "Isn't it better if I don't know what you do with him? Plausible deniability or whatever?"
"That's a good question," Dax says. "Elias?"
"Nope. You're going; nice try, though. Come on, Nolan—you get the legs."
I follow the guys out into the yard, watching Elias and Nolan lift the body while Dax unlocks and opens a back door leading to the garage.
Neither seems bothered by it, and that terrifies me.
"Ripley!" Dax calls after they get him inside. "Let's go."
I cross my arms in front of my body and force my heavy legs to move toward the garage.
"You know, you could show a greater sense of urgency, given the gravity of the situation," he says as I pass.
I ignore him, watching Elias and Nolan shove Miles's corpse into the trunk of Dax's Maserati.
"Hey, sober driver," Dax calls out. He tosses Nolan the keys before opening the passenger side door, ushering me into the back and sliding in next to me.
After moving his car, Elias climbs in on the passenger side, and then Nolan turns on some music and backs out of the driveway. I curl up against the side of the vehicle, gazing out the window because I can't look at any of them. I watch us leave campus and then take the same highway exit that leads back to Aurora Cove.
And I replay the entire day over and over in my head.If only I hadn't this, if only I'd never that. What I finally arrived at is that if I hadn't ordered a fucking pizza, I never would have met Miles.He never would have found Elias's house; he wouldn't be in the trunk right now.
And I wouldn't be stuck in the car with them.
My mom told me she didn't know who I was anymore. I don't either. How the fuck did this happen?
"Where are we going?" I ask no one in particular, not necessarily expecting an answer.
