Continued from the previous part....
"Come in" I said and watched as the door swung inwards, exposing the person behind the door who was most certainly not 'Room service'
My mouth immediately went dry, my legs shook underneath me as the ghost of my past strode into my bridal suite and shut the door soildly behind him.
What the fuck?!
Kain turned to me, a wide smile on his face "Long time no see Elly"
From across the room, I could see the changes 12 years had brought on Kain Griffin. He was buffer, more muscular, his pitch black hair curled around his face like a noir curtain, his cold, dark eyes had a few smile lines around them. He still sported that gold nose ring that curved around his left nostril snugly, his cherry red lips pulled back to expose his perfect pearly teeth in a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
He took a single step forward, drawing my attention to his clothes. He wore coal black suit with a crystal white dress shirt, a few buttons were undone, exposing his smooth tanned chest that I used to love sleeping on.
It was official, Kain Griffin was still sexy af
"Look at you" he spoke again, his deep baritone rumbling through me "All sexy in that fucking dress"
I took a step back, trying and failing to regain my composure "W-w-what are y-y-you doing here?" I managed to stammer out.
"Its quite obvious Sweetheart, I'm here for a wedding" he pointed a long, slender finger at me "Your wedding"
I took another step back, almost stumbling over my stilettos "You can't b-be here"
He scoffed "This isn't private property El, that means I can be here"
He stepped closer, his long legs eating up the space between us. He was close enough for me to get a whiff of his scent, it was still the same, Musk and spice.
I felt my stomach tighten, my panties becoming damp. Fuck! How can he turn me on with just his scent?
I saw his eyes trail over my face, stopping on my lips before dipping down to my cleveage.
I felt my nipples harden under his gaze and I silently cursed myself for not wearing a bra.
He sucked in a breath, his voice low and husky "Fuck, You look so fucking good"
Slowly, I took a step back, trying to put some space between us and calm myself down "Why are you here?
He answered, his gaze still locked on my cleavage "Must we go round in circles Elliott? I'm here to attend my ex-wife's wedding" he paused and grinned, his eyes finally meeting mine "To watch her get married to the man of her dreams" he tilted his head questionably "He is the man of your dreams right Killa?"
That nickname, that fucking nickname "Don't call me that" I whispered.
"Why?" He replied, stepping even closer "Answer the question"
Restrained anger I had bottled up for so long burst forth like a broken dam and I felt my fists curl, my composure was back and I let out a low hiss "Fuck off Kain"
I don't have to be nice to him or polite. He doesn't deserve my courtesy.
He chuckled lowly "Uuu! I love it when you curse in the same sentence as my name" he chimed, grinning brightly. Suddenly his grin fell, his face now neutral, his eyes black and barren.
"Don't marry him" he breathed, his intense stare sending shivers down my spine.
He was staring at me the same way he stared at me the day I left him.
"What?!" I uttered in disbelief. He did not just say that?
Before I could even blink, his hand had shot out and yanked me to him, his arm an iron band around my waist. I opened my mouth to scream but his hand clamped down on my mouth.
I struggled against him but he just chuckled darkly and tightened his grip, bending to whisper huskily in my ear "I'll be so fucking good if you don't marry him, I'll be a good little boy and do all the things you like" he paused and placed the tiniest of kisses behind my ear, sending a shiver down my spine "I'll eat your pussy and suck on that pretty little clit until you lose your voice from screaming" I felt him smile against my face "you want that don't you?"
Past carnal thoughts started flooding my mind and I felt my body react to his dirty words, my panties grew wet, my clit throbbed and all I wanted to do was feel his thick, long, hard dick that was pressing against my stomach right now, deep inside me.
"You do remember what my tongue can do, don't you Elly?" He said and I felt my clit give a powerful throb that almost paralyized me. I could never forget Kain Griffin's magical tongue.
I almost moaned when he started brushing his lips against the sensitive skin of my neck, I could feel the chill of his piercing and his hot breath.
Suddenly reality snapped back to me.
What the fuck am I doing?
I bit down on the hand covering my mouth but he didn't even flinch, he just continued brushing his lips against my skin.
Fight! My inner voice screamed.
I struggled against him, resurrecting my long forgotten strength. I brought my hands up, ripping his hand from my mouth, shoving at his chest until I was able to jerk out of his grip
I was panting, from the blinding anger slowly overtaking me. I managed to hiss, jabbing my finger at the door "Get out Kain"
He lowered his empty hands, flashing me a roughish grin "There's my Elly"
I jabbed again, crazy with rage "Get the fuck out!" I screamed.
I watched as his grin fell, his hands curling into fists. He was angry.
Slowly, he turned and stalked to the door, one hand on the knob, he turned back to me and stuck out his pierced tongue, winking playfully at me "Think about my tongue baby girl"
The door slammed and he was gone.
Chapter two. A blast from the past. Kain. I blinked at the hand gun pointed between my eyes, raising my hands over my head slowly. The hand that held the gun firmly to my forehead was tanned and petite, definitely feminine. I looked upwards at my captor and immediately I felt my stomach twist. Fiery blue eyes stared down at me unflinchingly out of a face that was angelic but had a touch of the devil. Ash brown hair cut into a severe pixie cut, eyes that shone with blue fire and a pair of ruby lips that were sneering at me right now. Fuck! Those lips. I can imagine them wrapped around my cock. She was easily the best thing I've seen in ages. "Move or make a sound and I'll splatter your brains all over this workshop" She said, her voice husky, a total contrast to her angel face. Who would've thought tha
Continued from the previous part....... Present. I closed the door firmly behind me and leaned heavily against it, blowing out the breath I held in. Fuck! I felt like hitting something, no someone Preferably the bitch of a man that was about to marry my girl. My Elliott I gritted my teeth and pushed off the door, stalking down the hallway. Fuck! She looked so fucking good, so goddamn good. So damn fuckable. With those red lips......and those tits. I felt my cock stirring and I groaned inwardly. Its been so long. Too fucking long, but she still makes me so horny, like a virgin teenager. A deep buried wave of possession crested and crashed over me and I felt my fists curl. I can't Elliott slip away just when I found her again. I don't care what I have to do, or who I have to kill to keep her. She was mine.
Chapter three. Things we do for lust. Elliott Metallica pounded in my ears as my hands and feet moved methodically, skating around the smooth tar, the wheels underneath my feet gliding smoothly as I speared and deposited trash into the black garbage bag I carried. Community service in the height of the South Carolina summer is so wrong, but what’s a bitch to do? Especially when it court mandated community service. I sighed and wiped sweat off my brow, this sucks! Eleven weeks of community service because of that shit Wesley Eckhart and his stupid red Honda. Jesus! When I get my hands on his slimy self, I will rip his fucking balls off and use them as ping pong balls. Fuck him! I speared at an empty plastic bottle hard, imagining Wesley’s disgusting face on it. Yep! Wesley is at the top of my murder list. Number two is the main person who
Continued from the previous part..... Elliott My heart was in my stomach as strode slowly down that flower strewn aisle, not because my future husband was smiling so widely at me from the altar, not even because somehow my shoes were a tad bit unstable and I could fall at any moment, or because everyone in the goddamn hall was staring at me. No, the reason why I felt like throwing up was because my ex-husband, who I have been having really erotic dreams about for almost two months and who just thirty minutes ago, appeared in my bridal suite and more or less told me he wanted me back, was sitting rather regally at the back row in my wedding hall, his black, cold eyes fixed on me with the brightest smile I have ever seen on him stretching his lips. I blinked. He was smiling? He was happy I was about to marry another man infront of him? Was he planni
Continued from the previous part....... The words couldn’t come out of my mouth because my heart raced like the wheels of a sports car but I forced them out “You wouldn’t….you can’t” I swallowed and tried again, this time fear evident in my words “You can’t kill him” He laughed “I’m sure I can El, I do have a gun now” he paused and motioned to his head with the barrel “and I am psychotic after all” I have to calm him, I have to take that gun from him before he does something drastic that would leave me the newest widow on the block. I stepped towards him, my arms outstretched in a pacifying manner “You need to calm down Kain, please before something happens” He snorted “I’m the calmest I’ve ever been” My eyes darted to the gun he still held tightly, I should never have brought that thing. “Okay then, how about you give me the gun and we’ll talk about this like civilized adults?” He
Chapter Four A honeymoon affair. Kain Fletcher’s gym I sighed as I continued staring up at the clearly old sign hanging over the decrepit store front. A gym huh? This looked more like a crack house than a gym. Seth said she was here? Here? Was he lying? I shook my head, he wouldn’t lie to me, he knew how important finding her was to me. After the last day of a rather blissful stint of community service with Elliott Frost, she disappeared off the face of the earth. I haven’t seen her since that day she gave me the best blowjob of my life in the bathroom of the courthouse right after signing off with our service officer. Fuck! I can still remember her pretty, full, pink lips wrapped around my cock and that mischievous gl
Continued from the previous part....... Elliott I sighed and brushed my hair from my face, turning to glance at my sleeping husband beside me. Jeez! How long is this flight gonna to take? I hate being cramped up in planes for too long and it feels like an eternity since we took off from O’hare international airport. I can’t take this for much longer. I glanced at Forrest’s sleeping face again, slightly jealous at his ease. I wish I could sleep during flights. Gosh, I wish I could sleep at all without dreaming about….him Fucking Kain Griffin. I blew out another breath and shook my head at myself, I can’t believe myself. Last night was a mistake and after crying my eyes out in the shower after we got home, I got in bed with my new husband a
Chapter Five. Consequences for keeping secrets. Elliott I always tapped my feet when I was nervous, or impatient. At this point, leaning against the hood of the Camry I just stole, waiting for Kain to appear, I didn’t know which emotion I felt more. Nervous? Or Impatient? I had the right to feel both because tonight was the night of our official first date. After beating him to an almost literal pulp at the gym, I agreed to go on this date on the condition that I plan everything. Although he did miss out on spending an awesome night with me, maybe if he tried harder and tried dodging my fists a bit more…. He did have a nice form though, and with proper training he could maybe keep up with me. I smiled as the image of his bloodied smile flashed before my eyes, why does he always look so cute when he smiles? Eve