OWNED PART II: BLAZING DEVILS MC (5 page)

I couldn’t help
but move closer to him, I felt the need to be closer to him. I reached out and
started rubbing his back; his toned muscles stung my fingertips. “That’s not
fair. You should be able to have the life you want.”

I could feel his
chest moving up and down slowly.

“Tell me about it.
I was actually kind of relieved to see you in class the other day.”

“How come?” I
asked, unable to keep my hands off of him.

Damn what was
wrong with me?

“It was a relief
to not have to carry the secret around with me any longer, to just be able to
talk to someone about it.”

“You can always
talk to me.” And it even surprised me how much I meant it.

Trigger looked at
me and I could see the pain in his eyes, the pain he must have been carrying
around for years without anyone really seeing it or him. I couldn’t imagine
what that felt like; I couldn’t imagine what it was like being him. He leaned
in closer to me and I couldn’t make myself move away from his taste as his lips
met mine.

The kiss was
electric and I could feel myself start to burn up at just his taste. I opened my
mouth, allowing his tongue to enter mine. I let out a sound of pleasure and
deepened my mouth into his, not wanting him to ever stop kissing me.

God, I had been
kidding myself about how good his touch was.

His hands were in
my hair and I bit his lip gently. He groaned, pulling me closer to him. I
reached down and started to rub his dick through his shorts. I was surprised
and excited to find that he was already rock hard. I couldn’t keep my hands off
his hard cock, rubbing the tip back and forth through his shorts.

“You want that?”
he asked me between kisses.

I gasped. “Yes.”

He kissed me again
hungrily. “Say please.”

He was trying to
dominate me and I hated how much I liked it.

“Please,” I
moaned.

“Please, what?”

“Please, can I
suck your cock?”

He pulled his
shorts and boxers down fast, revealing his long and thick member. It was all
swelled up and hard and I felt myself gasp at its size, suddenly nervous that I
had to fit it in my mouth.

“Jerk it off,” he
demanded.

I started to
slowly stroke it up and down and he grinned, enjoying the feeling.

“You gonna take
the whole thing in your pretty face, Jennifer?”

I nodded nervously
and he grinned.

He placed his hand
on the back of my head and moved me down toward his lap. I opened my mouth and
let his hard cock slide into my mouth. I sucked it in and out slowly for a 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 kneeling behind that shelf.

At least Link had
kept his promise and his brothers had let me go home last night around one in
the morning. I knew knowing what I knew was wrong but I also wasn’t an idiot.
Telling the cops or anyone else what I knew would only grant me a death wish.

Plus you don’t
want to do that to Link.

I hated the
thought for even being anywhere in my mind but it was. I loved how I was
thinking crazy thoughts like that like I even really knew this man. Damn, I had
been such a hoe last night; fucking Link Ford inside of the supply closet at
work was such a nasty hoe thing to do.

It was crazy how
little I seemed to care.

I promised myself
I was going to stop obsessing over what happened last night, that I was going
to push all thoughts of Link Ford and his intense life out of my thoughts for
the rest of the day. It was an easier thought than reality though since he was
sitting at the new table that just got seated in my section.

And, lord, did he
look good.

Link smirked in
the same sexy way he did last night before I even reached the table and I could
feel my heart start to race at how fucking hot he is. God, how could one man be
so good looking?

He was wearing a
pair of blue jeans with a tight fitting t-shirt that showed off the front of
his toned chest. He had a leather jacket zipped up over it and black boots on
his feet, a hat covered the top of his head. He looked confident and cocky as
he watched me walk toward him. The menu was pushed to the other side of the
table, his eyes only on me.

Had he come here
for me? Or was this just a random coincidence? “What can I get you?” I asked
him as soon as I reached the table. I was trying to come off as casual but I
think I just looked weird and out of place. I couldn’t help it. Something about
being this close to him had me all hot and bothered. Especially because all I
could think about was his huge cock that had been shoved inside of my pussy the
night before.

Link smirked, not
fooled by my act for a second, his intense dark eyes burned into mine. He
grabbed the menu off the other side of the table and pretended to look it over
carefully. “Mmm… let’s see here… what should I get? What should I get?” He was
pretending to read every word; like it was a life or death decision that he was
making. I watched his eyes scan the top then bottom, top then bottom.

The same eyes that
had burned into mine last night.

The same eyes that
had looked me up and down in a hungry way.

I tried to push
his eyes out of my mind.

“I can give you a
few more minutes,” I offered.

“Oh, no, no. I can
decide… let’s see… decisions, decisions.”

“The pancakes are
good,” I told him, playing alone with his stupid game.

“Oh? The pancakes,
huh? Hmm… okay, I’ll have the pancakes with a side of… let’s see… you.”

I felt my heart
start to take off.

God, why did he
have to be so fucking sexy?

And so… so…
fucking bad?

Link grinned and
got up from the table, dropping the menu. “Meet me in the back office in five
minutes.” And then he was walking away from me, leaving me no choice but to
watch him go.

What was wrong
with him? What did he think that I was going to just run off and fuck him
whenever he called? That was probably what he was used to, girls just being
okay with having sex with him all the time in different random places. That was
the life that he and his brothers were used to. Well, if he thought I wanted
any part of that he had another thing coming.

Who did he think
he was? Showing up at my place of work and demanding that I go meet him in the
back of some office? He was such an asshole. I was just going to pretend I had
never seen him, just go on with my business, and never go back there.

Yeah, that would
show him that this wasn’t going to just be happening on his terms. He could
wait back there all morning for all I cared. Only, it didn’t really seem like
Link was the type of man who waited on anyone, especially not any woman. He
would probably be gone after four minutes, not even waiting the full five.

I would just go
back there to tell him that I couldn’t stay, that if he thought I wanted
anything extra with him that he had another thing coming. I didn’t want
anything of the sort, and if it wasn’t restaurant business he should just be on
his way.

Yeah, that was a
good idea. That was exactly what I would do.

I kept reassuring
myself how I was not going to hook up with him for the entire walk back there,
repeating it over and over again. Reminding myself that I was not that kind of
girl, I wasn’t a hoe. And sleeping with Link Ford twice in two days when I
barely knew him was for sure a hoe thing to do. Especially when it was at my
place of employment, he did own the establishment, but it was still suspect as
fuck.

He was waiting for
me with the same sure smirk I’d already become so used to in the past few days.
He was leaning against the desk in the back office, muscular arms folded over
his chest.

I stood in the
doorway for a second, not able to find any words.

“Shut the door.”

I shook my head.
“I just came back here to tell you that I will not be staying.”

“Shut the door,”
he said again, more demanding this time; like he was annoyed at me for not
listening to him the first time. A flash of him smacking Jay over the head with
his gun for not listening to him yesterday flashed through my mind. Blood had
been shooting everywhere afterward.

I shut the door
behind me, not wanting to have to be told a third time.

“I’m working,” I
told him.

Link shrugged,
taking a few steps closer to me. “I told them I had to go over your yearly
review with you so to not bother us.” He ran one of his large hands back and
forth over the sleeve of his jacket, letting his eyes run up and down my body.

“Oh,” I said. “I
didn’t even know we had a yearly review.”

Link laughed
loudly, still inching his body closer and closer to me. “We don’t.”

I took a step away
from him. “So what did you think would happen? That I would just come back here
and you could have your way with me? Or something? Because I’m not that kind of
girl!”

Link smirked and I
knew he was thinking about what had happened between us yesterday. He raised
his eyebrows at me, challenging my words. “Has anyone ever told you how sexy
you are when you get all worked up and nervous?” He titled his head to the
side, getting a better view of me.

I backed away,
trying not to stutter. “Yesterday was different, I was going through a life or
death situation. I wasn’t in my right state of mind! I was making crazy
decisions!” I was sounding like an idiot now with my crazy rant but I didn’t
care. He was right; he made me fucking nervous.

“Right, life or
death,” he nodded like he was actually taking what I was saying serious but I
could see the amusement in his eyes as he took my words in and processed them.

Ugh, could he be
any more sure of himself?

And anymore
annoying?

And anymore sexy?

Shut up, Lacey.

He was bad news,
very bad news.

I tried to remind
myself.

“That’s right life
or death. So that’s why what happened…happened. So for you to think you can
just show up here at nine in the morning expecting a repeat is really… really…”

“Really what?” he
demanded, raising his eyebrows.

“Fucked up!”

Link smiled in
satisfaction, loving my attitude, or maybe he just loved how uncomfortable he
was making me, it was tough to tell. “Maybe you’re the one who’s fucked up.” He
took a few steps toward me, making him even closer to me than he was before.

I was practically
pushed up against the door now. “How am I the fucked up one?”

“You just assume
that I’m here to hit it? What kind of guy do you think I am? Maybe I just
wanted to talk.” He moved closer to me, shrugging out of his jacket and letting
it fall to the floor.

“Did you… did you
just want to talk?”

Link looked me up
and down, taking in all of my curves. He licked his lips. “Oh, no, I definitely
wanted to hit it but I would settle for talking.” He took his finger and ran it
down the line of my button up shirt, slipping it inside so he brushed gently
against one of my breasts. I felt a huge wave of heat run through my body. Why
did he have to be so hot?

He leaned in
closer to me, nudging his face into my neck. I could feel him rubbing his
tongue up and down my skin softly and I let out a small moan. He opened his
mouth fully and started kissing me on the neck, then releasing his tongue to
suck on my skin.

Damn he felt so
good.

“It’s up to you,”
he whispered into my ear. “We can just talk if you want, or we can do… other
things.”

I gasped as he
started sucking on my neck again.

I growled hungrily
and grabbed his head out of my neck, yanking it up to my lips. He tasted so
smooth and silky, like cinnamon and maple syrup. His thick tongue was swimming
around the inside of my mouth, dominating. He took my arms and pulled them
around his neck roughly, letting me know he had no intention of letting me go
anytime soon.

I clung to him in
response, wrapping my legs around his waist and letting him lift me up off the
ground. He walked slowly with me over to the desk, never breaking contact with
my lips. Damn he was a good kisser, I could get lost in those smooth lips
forever. His hands were on my ass. He kept grabbing at it and slapping it and I
could tell he loves how tight it is.

Every time he
smacked it, he grunted in satisfaction and I couldn’t help but feel the same way.
After a few more minutes of making out and ass play he plopped me down on top
of the desk hard and put his hands between my legs roughly, spreading them far
apart.

He put his fingers
up my skirt and between my legs, starting to rub me through my soaking wet
thong. I couldn’t believe how wet I was already and I could tell Link loved the
effect he had on me.

“You are so
fucking wet already, Lacey.”

I gasped. “I can’t
help it.”

He started playing
with me through the thin fabric of my thong, driving me crazy. He grinned and
slipped his hand inside, finding my slit and starting to rub it up and down and
back and forth with his fingers.

He went slowly at
first and then faster and faster.

I moaned loudly.

“Yeah, you like
that, Lacey? You like it, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” I gasped.

“Yeah you do,
that’s because you’re a bad girl, Lacey.” He smirked and stuck one of his
fingers inside of me. He didn’t waste any time and started fingering me
roughly, sending electric shocks up and down my entire body.

His eyes were on
mine the entire time watching the effect he had on me while he grinned in
satisfaction. After a few minutes, he took his fingers out and brought them to
his lips, licking off my taste.

Watching it mad me
feel all fuzzy inside.

“That shit is
good, Lacey,” he said, wasting no time with pulling his pants down. He was
already completely hard and I had to remember not to be overwhelmed by the size
of it because if I could fit it inside of me last night I could fit it inside
of me today. I leaned forward and started stroking it quickly up and down then
I spit on it to get it nice and wet. Link grinned in surprise when I spit like
I wouldn’t do whatever he wanted to turn him on.