Kingpin (Court University 2)

I crashed with stars behind my eyes, LJ’s hand around my throat as he too submitted to the fiery flames.

His body quivered and shook as his cum filled me. He milked me hard, riding out his high until he collapsed nearly on top of me. The only thing keeping him from falling was the fact he pulled me flush up against him. He found a home for me within his arms, and I stayed there.

I closed my eyes to the sound of our breaths, LJ’s lips tugging mine apart with soft but intentional kisses. I honestly didn’t remember when I fell asleep.

I just remembered kissing him even in my dreams.

Chapter Nineteen

LJ

My sister bitched really fucking good on the drive back home to Maywood Heights, our small town. She couldn’t stay with me forever, and if she actually wanted to graduate and go to college next year, she needed to go home. This was something she knew but wasn’t necessarily happy about. She literally pouted in the back seat of my Beamer and would have sat up front had Billie not been insistent on coming along. I told her it was a long drive. Like five fucking hours, but for whatever reason, she said she was cool about it.

I watched her from time to time sitting next to me, the hours she spent in my car gauged between messing with the radio dials (which drove me fucking crazy) or chatting it out with Dasha. She was keeping my sister very cool. I knew because the bitching about coming home and seeing Mom had stopped around the three-hour mark. Turned out Billie Coventry was really good with my family, at least my sister.

And I didn’t know how I felt about that.

We had the physical thing down. I wanted her like I needed my next breath, but emotionally… that shit was hard. I couldn’t deny having anything to do with her at all was dangerous, but still, I kept dosing myself in kerosene and walking right into the flames with her. Eventually, she fell asleep, and when she nodded off in my direction, her hand easing over my bicep resting on the console, I didn’t pull away from her. If anything, I tangled our arms a bit more, drawing in her sweet heat.

Fuck, I was screwing myself.

An innocent drive home was all this was, and hot fucking sex last night was all it could be.

At least, that was what I kept telling myself.

I tapped my Court ring against the steering wheel of my car, both girls asleep as I passed the welcome sign into my hometown.

In actuality, I visited Maywood Heights more than I liked. I did so for my family, because my mom and sisters were all still here and I knew, in the end, this was where I’d be too. My family was the most important thing to me, and I hadn’t been lying when I told Billie that. I wouldn’t deliberately do something stupid that could compromise them or their well-being. That made this thing with Billie all the more complicated. Billie’s family was the enemy to people I’d done business with, and hanging out with her in any capacity was walking on thin fucking ice. Regardless of whether said business had concluded.

I didn’t know how I was going to handle that, or really do anything about it at all. The easiest thing was to turn Billie loose and not take the chance of pissing off a previous business tie, but that was obviously very complicated. Things always were with her. This wasn’t about breaking her anymore.

It was about how she was breaking me.

Billie woke up as I parked in front of a mid-Modern-style home, the house sandwiched between two more in the nice cul de sac. Mom didn’t live in the fanciest neighborhood, but it was nice, safe, which was most important to me. With as much money as I was sending home, she could afford more but refused to upgrade the house I’d lived in as a boy. My mom believed I just had a really good internship while I was in school. All she could know. I wouldn’t tell her anything she didn’t need to know or could compromise her. I wasn’t always dealing with people who were completely on the up and up, so it was just best for all if I was the only one in the trenches. I’d take any burden I had to in order to take care of her and my sisters.

Dasha opened her eyes too once we’d arrived, and though she unstrapped, she didn’t do anything. She just sat there, staring at the house, and turning, I put my arm over the seat.

“So what’s it going to be?” I asked her, talking with her briefly before this. My sister was obviously going through some growing pains, some crazy shit that started happening when she reached around sixteen that I personally hadn’t had to deal with. It was something about moms and daughters when the kid reached a certain age. I thought they’d rip each other’s hair out when I’d lived there.

She frowned. “You don’t know how she is. She’s so hard on me.”

That’s because Mom loved her, fiercely and was afraid. She was afraid of losing her, all her babies going off to school. It’d been different with me being the first. She had three others back at home, but now with Dasha about to leave, Gwen and Lia right around the corner…

I started to go into that when Billie turned around. She had her cute little leggings and sweater on, that shoulder bare, and it heated my blood so bad I thought I’d tackle her. She smiled toward the back seat. “You know that’s normal, right?” she stated, shrugging. “You and your mom have, what? A few months before you go off to school?”

Sitting up, Dasha nodded. “Yeah, and it’s gotten worse. She’s just so grating and hovers.”

“My mom and I went through the same thing,” she admitted, then hugged the seat. “I literally thought we were going to kill each other before I went to college.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, and we were so close before. Still are.” She grinned. “It totally gets better after you go away. I think you guys need that space, you know? To breathe? She’s probably just holding on so tight because she knows you’re going to leave. That’s how it was with mine anyway.”

The words pulled directly from my lips, from her, this girl.

I sat back, awed when my sister actually reached forward and gave Billie a hug.

“Thanks, Billie,” she said, actual laughter in her voice.