Finally, I see her. It’s after midnight, and the rest of the girls are there with her, too. I pull to the curb, and she comes over to me, smiling as she opens the car door.
I don’t say a word as she gets in.
I’m actually a little afraid to open my mouth. Instead, I grip the wheel with one hand and throw the Camaro into gear with the other and speed off with my teeth clenched. Alina grips the handle of the door as I take a corner much too quickly.
We still haven’t spoken as I pull into the parking garage and head to the elevator. Alina trails behind me, silent and timid. As soon as we’re inside, I grab her and push her against the wall in the hallway. Gripping her chin with my hand, I crash my mouth to hers and invade her with my lips and tongue.
Alina brings her hands up to my shoulders and clasps the back of my neck with her fingers. I feel the pressure from her fingertips. Knowing what she’s trying to do only annoys me this time and does nothing to relax me.
I expect to find the scent of some man on her, but I don’t. She smells fresh and clean, like she’s just come from a long, hot shower. Her mouth is minty. There’s no clue as to where she’s been or what she’s been doing.
“Get down on your knees.”
She complies instantly as I release my belt. I stare down at her as I undo the buttons on my jeans. A few second later, she has my cock in her mouth. She looks up at me, trying to maintain that devoted cocksucker expression, but I can see the confusion in her eyes. Even as her tongue circles the head of my dick and her lips wrap around my shaft, I can tell she knows something is wrong.
Maybe it’s guilt. Maybe it’s because she knows I’ve been out there looking for her for hours. Maybe she even planned it that way. She might even consider it some fucked-up version of foreplay while I sit around in my car, waiting my turn.
Who else have you been sucking off tonight?
My heart pounds as sweat forms on my brow. How many other men have seen that same look from those same, beautiful eyes? How many others does she comfort every night by letting them come all over her? How many times tonight?
Where was she?
I lean one hand on the wall and use the other to wind her hair around my wrist. I glare down at her as I pull at her hair, driving my cock into the back of her throat. I feel her gag on me, and she squeezes her eyes shut for a moment as her hands dig into my thighs. She shoves me with all her strength.
Suddenly realizing exactly what I am doing, I step back, and my cock pops out of her mouth along with a string of saliva. She coughs and grasps her throat with her hand.
“Evan! What the hell is wrong with you?” Alina shifts to one side, but she’s only pinned herself between me and the front door. She reaches up and wipes the back of her hand over her mouth.
I want to kick her. I want to pull out a gun and empty the clip into her face. I can see myself doing it—vividly. My heart is still beating rapidly, and my stomach starts to churn at the thought. My throat constricts, and I can’t take in air. I shove my dick back into my pants and turn away from the sight of her beneath me on the floor.
“Fuck!” I run my hand over my face as I leave her there in the hallway. I go to the kitchen and lean over the sink, trying to decide if I’m going to heave or not.
“Evan?”
“Just get the fuck out!” I grab blindly for something to throw, but all I manage to find is a container of liquid dish soap. I still toss it behind me, but it just ricochets off the island and onto the floor.
“Evan, what is it? What’s wrong?”
“Leave!” I squeeze my eyes shut. I need her to get out of here. I don’t even know what’s happening to me; I only know I can’t control it. If she stays, I could hurt her.
“I’m not leaving while you’re like this.”
I whirl around to face her, my head still dizzy.
“Don’t you fucking get it?” I scream. “You don’t want to be anywhere near me! What do you think you’re doing, helping? You can’t help me! There’s nothing you can fucking do!”
I take a step away from the sink and point my finger at her.
“Can you massage away cancer? Can you? Can you fix that shit? No, you can’t. You can’t do anything but suck whatever cock is put in front of you!”
Alina’s eyes widen, and she takes a small step back as her mouth drops open. For a long moment, we just stare at each other. I’m honestly not even sure what I just said to her. My heart is thumping in my ears and my temples. Her eyes suddenly narrow, and she takes a step forward as she places her hands on her hips.
“I’m going to pretend for a minute you didn’t say that,” she says slowly. Alina’s eyes are fixed on me, and her jaw is tight. “Back up a second. What did you say before that?”
I’m caught off guard, which is happening way too frequently for my liking. I blink a couple of times as the woman in front of me wa
its for my answer. All I can do is shake my head.