Without taking his dick out of my pussy, he picked me up and pressed me against thewall.
“That wasimpressive.”
He bit my neck. “Sugar, you haven’t seen anything yet. The things that I have planned to do to you will rock yourworld.”
It only took a few fast, hard pumps before I felt Abel swell and pulse inside me as his head fell to myshoulder.
Abel carried me to the bed, climbing in next to me. He grabbed two packets of Fun Dip from the nightstand and glanced at me with a small smirk and a raisedeyebrow.
“That looks freakingdelicious.”
He threw a blue raspberry over to me and we cuddled, eating candy like high schoolers afterprom.
My eyes wandered over his bare chest, noticing the deep blues and purples covering hisribs.
“Do theyhurt?”
He shook his head, licking the last of the blue powder off of the white candy stick. “Babe, there ain’t nothin’ to worry about.” He kissed the top of my head. “I’mfine.”
We threw away our empty rappers, Abel wrapping me up in his strongarms.
“Goodnight,” hewhispered.
* * *
Wakingup still cradled in Abel’s arms in the middle of the night was a little awkward. The whole thing was awkward, but perfect in its own way. How do two people just fall into such a great rhythm like that so fast? It felt like Abel and I were two puzzle pieces that had finally found eachother.
I wiggled out from under his arm, pulled his shirt on over my bare body, and made my way down to the kitchen, praying for a cold bottle ofwater.
I opened up the fridge to find one last bottle. I cracked the seal and started to chug when I was startled out of my skin by a raspy voice coming from the kitchentable.
“Who the heck are you?” asked the mysterious stranger cloaked in the shadows. I shot around to look at him, gasping for breath and nearly spitting all the water out ontomyself.
I flipped on the kitchen light and my heart sank. It was like I was looking directly into my owneyes.
I startedhyperventilating.
I wasdizzy.
My entire body startedshaking.
“Crickett? Is that you?” the man said, getting up from thetable.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I spit out, stepping backward into the refrigerator as I recoiled from the man that used to be mydad.
“I should be asking you the samequestion.”
Abel’s large frame took up the entryway to the kitchen. “Rave? Crickett? Everything okay inhere?”
“So it really is you!” Rave’s eyes got wide, staring atme.
“Do you know her,Dad?”
I couldn’t breathe. “Did you just call him…” I was about to pass the fuckout.
No fuckingway.
This cannot behappening.
