few
minutes; he let me go at my own pace. But after a few minutes, he started
throbbing my head up and down faster, jerking his dick off with my mouth while
he moaned. He shoved his cock so far down my throat that I gagged and he let
out a loud gasp in pleasure.
“Oh, yeah, gag on
my dick. That’s so fucking hot.”
He shoved it down
hard again and I felt myself gag again.
I could feel my
pussy getting wet at just the thought of making him feel good. I kept sucking
for as long as I could, refusing to come up for air unless it was absolutely
necessary. I usually hated giving head but it was different with Trigger. I had
this need to please him, this want to make him feel good. He kept slapping my
ass as I sucked his dick, grabbing it harder and harder. It made me almost cum
in my panties.
“I’m going to cum,
Jennifer.”
I kept sucking
faster and faster until I felt his warm cum fill my mouth and then I swallowed
every drop. I clasped on his chest as his heart slowed back down to normal. He
pulled his pants and boxers up slowly then wrapped one of his muscular arms
around my shoulder letting me rest my head on him. It surprised me because he
didn’t seem like the type to let me stay with him in that way.
“That was… that
was really something,” he told me.
I didn’t say
anything for a second; letting the emotions I was feeling consume me. It had
seemed so simple this morning, to tell myself to stay away from him, but I knew
it was different now; I was consumed by him more than I had wanted to admit.
“I thought you
didn’t chase bitches.” I couldn’t help myself.
“Shut up,” he
said, but I could hear the smile in his voice.
I was such a
foolish girl.
There was only one
way this could end and that was bad.
PART THREE
LACEY
I couldn’t get
Link out of my mind after last night. The image of me bouncing up and down on
his dick in the storage closet popped into my mind again, just like it had been
on and off again all night and morning. I was probably the most basic girl in
the city to let him hit it the way I did, especially under the circumstance I
was in. Who overheard someone plan a murder, got caught listening, got held
against her will until said murder was carried out, and then fucked the shit
out of the man holding her there and planning the murder?
Only a crazy
person; that was who.
Ding, ding, ding.
Good job, Lacey.
“Lacey! Hello!
Lacey, you in there today?”
The voice snapped
me out of my daydream.
“Damn, what’s up
with you today?” One of the other waitresses, Gia, asked me. She was holding a
few plates of food that belonged to one of my tables in her hand. “Don’t worry,
I got these, you worry about pulling yourself together, girl.”
I was unable to
say anything as I watched her go. People had definitely noticed a change in me
that morning. I was normally so over the top and on point when it came to work
that I came off as annoying, most of the other workers couldn’t stand me
sometimes. Today it was like I could have cared less if things got done or not.
It wasn’t my
fault, though; it was stupid Link Ford and his dangerous smile all up in my
head. I hated how bad I wanted to fuck him again; how I couldn’t stop thinking
about the way he felt when he was hard inside of me.
It was stupid
since the amount of girls he had been with would probably put any other man to
shame. But even if it was stupid, it was still mine. Still, my moment where I
had been fearless and daring and hadn’t worried about anything else, where I
was one bad bitch.
It made me feel
exciting.
“Lacey! New table
in your section!”
I shook my head
and told myself to pull my head out of my ass today.
I started to walk
toward my section that I had been neglecting way too much that morning and told
myself I needed to push all the thoughts of last night out of my head. I mean,
damn, I was lucky I was even alive right now. Jay had wanted to shoot me in the
head the second he found me