The Risk (3 page)

              “There you are,” says Kim as I pull myself out of the pool. There’s a stand with rows of towels stacked on the shelves, and I collect one before coming toward her.

              “Sorry,” I say. “I could hardly hear in there.”

              “No worries!” Kim says with a bright smile on her face. “I’m just glad that you’re having fun.”

              “I am,” I say, softly, as I look back at the palm leaves. They are still as Blaine doesn’t emerge from them. I feel sort of crazy for running away from the scene like that. Truthfully, my nerves were too much. I can see what Blaine wants from me but is that what I truly want, too? Sure, there’s something undeniably attractive about him. Still, I got in trouble with my parents for trying to sleep with a guy like Blaine. My Aunt is cool, but I doubt that she will be okay if after she’s found me bouncing up and down on her stepson’s cock.

              “Are you hungry?” she asks. Night has nearly set in around eight o’clock, and it’s been hours since I’ve eaten. In a way, the beer fills me a little. As I think about it, I realize how hungry I am.

              “Yes,” I say as I dry myself off while we enter the enormous house. “I can make us dinner as a thank you for having me here.”

              “
Make
us dinner?” she scoffs. “Sweetie, you live in Paradise Cliffs now; no one here
makes
dinner.”

              “What do we do then?” I ask, suddenly realizing how stupid I may have sounded.

              “We go
out
,” she says. “Honey, you’ve got a lot to learn. What did you bring with you?”

              “Just jeans, t-shirts, a sweater, and a dress,” I say.

              “The same dress that you wore today?”

              “Yep, that one.”

              “It’s cute, but I’m thinking
posh
for you, Hailey.”

              “Posh? I don’t think I have enough money from graduation to afford
posh
clothing.”

              “Tonight, you’ll borrow mine and we’ll go shopping for you tomorrow.”

              “Any nice outlets around here?” I ask as Kim darts me an intense glare.

              “No, and I’m not done spoiling you,” she says with a smile. “Let’s get out of here; I’m sure that Blaine will be home soon, and I don’t want to take away from our girl time.”

              I debate whether or not to talk about Blaine. I look back again, and the sky is a dark blue. He’s clearly waiting for us to leave before he leaves the hot tub. I wonder if I’ve upset him.

I decide not to say anything as Kim grabs matching pumps and me a black and white dress that goes to my knees and hugs tight around my hips. Thankfully, we’re the same size, but she still looks much fitter than I do.

A car comes for us, taking Kim and me to a fancy Japanese restaurant in the center of the beach town. Everyone around me is wearing diamonds, six-inch pumps, and personally styled makeup. Suddenly, I feel like an outcast as I smile to the pretty, stoic faced hostess who guides us to our seats.

She hands us our menus with a pearl bracelet rolling down her wrists. I glance around the room, patting my hair to make sure that it hasn’t frizzed too much from blow-drying. Across from us is a familiar face. She’s in a hot pink dress with a bright smile and long eyelashes.

“Holy crud!” I gasp as I realize that I’m staring right at a celebrity.

“What is it?” Kim, alert, asks as she looks up from her menu.

“Is that Liza Newsom from
Liza’s Law
?” I ask in awe.

“Oh, yeah,” Kim says after glancing back briefly. “I might be on her show next season; we always see each other out.”

“I’ve never seen a celebrity before,” I say, still staring.

“Honey, she’s from a
reality
show,” Kim laughs. “That’s like further down then the D-List in this town.”

“Still,” I say just as Liza turns and we make eye contact. Quickly, I move my head back to the menu, embarrassed. As I feel my cheeks flush I start to think about how I was around Blaine. He must think that I’m the most innocent girl he’s ever met. If only he knew the truth about my visit.

Kim and I order several rounds of sushi, which, I’ve never tried before. At first, I’m terrified to eat raw fish, but I quickly learn that it’s a perfect combination of flavor. Kim says that sushi is healthy as long as it’s not fried or mix with too much sodium like soy sauce.

“Try this,” Kim says handing me a small, ceramic cup.

“What is it?” I ask as I sniff the clear liquid inside.

“It’s Sakai,” she says. “Just try it.”

“Okay,” I say before turning the small cup to my lips. I feel the hot liquid splash over my tongue, and I drink it down in a hurry. My face purses at first, but then I realize how delightful it is. “Wow.”

“How has a girl who’s never had Sakai before end up fucking a guy in the back of a pickup truck?” Kim laughs.

“I should be asking myself that question more often,” I joke, as she hands me a second shot. I drink it down, too, and it tastes better than the first cup. “Am I going to get in trouble for this?”

“Relax,” Kim says without bothering to survey her surroundings. “This restaurant doesn’t care what you do here as long as you’re spending the money.”

Once we finish our dinners, Kim foots the bill before calling the car. She insists that I don’t pay a dime as her “husband has more money than he knows what to do with.” Meanwhile, I can’t wait to meet Marc, too though she says he’s frequently away on business.

“Honey, I have another event to go to tonight,” says Kim as the car rounds the corner. “I tried to get you in, but its a twenty-one and up club.”

“That’s okay,” I say as I step out of the car.

“Maybe we can get you a fake ID,” Kim winks before leaning over to hug me good-bye.

“Thanks a million for dinner,” I say wishing that there was something I could do to chip in toward the extravagance.

“I like having another girl in the house,” says Kim with a big smile. “Maybe you can be my pretend daughter.”

“Sound good,” I blush while thinking about the fun life I would have if I grew up her daughter instead of my mother’s. As the car drives away, I hold my tiny clutch with my cellphone inside as I step into the glass house. My feet wobble, signaling that I might be a little drunk from the Sakai.

I notice that the lights are mostly all off except for a low glowing flicker from across the enormous entry room. The fire is on, but no one is around. I close the door behind me and carefully walk down the hallway toward my room.

I move into my room, and before I can turn on the light, I make eye contact with two sets of blue irises lit by the moon through the enormous glass window. It’s Blaine, and he’s staring at me, hungrily. I freeze as he stands from my bed, shirtless and still in his swimming trunks. We don’t exchange words, but our eyes say enough.

Blaine glares at me, as I feel flushed and tipsy from the Saki. I want to apologize for the hot tub, but he steps toward me, causing me to become completely paralyzed. His muscles are smooth and still glistening from the water.

“What are you doing in–“ I start, but he hushes me. Our eyes still connecting, and I can see that he’s drunk. Still, it doesn’t matter; I might be, too. My feet wobble on the tall, foreign shoes.

“Shut up,” says Blaine as he presses his body against mine. “I know what you like, Hailey.”

“What are you talking about?” I ask, but he’s already about to show me. Blaine grabs the base of my neck with a firm grip. He’s not choking me, but I still feel tightly in his possession.

“I know you, Hailey,” he says, rubbing his mouth just below my chin. I can smell his skin, musky with a light scent from the clean pool water. He tilts my head back, running his hands through my hair.

“Blaine, stop,” I say though it’s not really what I want. Ever since I first saw Blaine I haven’t stopped thinking about him. I’ve imagined his naked body thrusting into mine, doing what Kyle never got a chance to start.

“I don’t think you want me to stop,” he says, releasing my hand from his grasp. I take a deep breath; only it doesn’t help. His musk flows through my senses, making me wet in an instant.

I’m still as Blaine moves toward me still. Suddenly his chest is pressed against mine, soaking his warm, wet skin into the fabric of my shirt. Our eyes never stop making contact.

“What do you want?” I ask, softly. My knees buckle, giving away my buzzed deposition.

“I want you to suck on my cock,” he growls. “And look into my eyes as you do it.” My chest staggers with his deep, brooding tone. I try not to show any change in my body, as his lips kiss gently along my neck. His arm reaches for the door, slamming it behind me.

“Blaine–” I gasp, but that’s all that I can say. My knees are too weak to stand on my own. He holds me in his meaty arms and holds me still inside of the room.

“I know what you did, Hailey,” says Blaine as he pulls away from my neck. Then his eyes focus on my quivering lips. “I overheard your Aunt talking about it on the phone. You’ve disappointed a lot of people.”

“It’s not like that–”

“Fuck
other
people,” he says as he gazes back into my eyes. “I know what you want, and you need to get it.”

“Blaine–”

“On your knees,” he commands. I stagger backward, unsure of what to do. “I said get on your knees!”

Suddenly, I drop to the floor. The dress squeezes around my frame as Blaine puts his fingers through the top of his shorts. I watch him roll the top down, revealing the deep grooves of his v-shaped hipbones. Then the patch of thick, trimmed hair until I see his cock. It’s beautiful with a smooth surface and a plump head.

Blaine touches my forehead, forcing me back until my jaw drops. He grabs his cock, stroking it inches away from my mouth. He’s forceful– almost too forceful. However, I can feel the effects of the alcohol working through my mind, lowering my inhibitions by the second.

I want to taste this cock against my tongue. Thoughts of my parents pile into my head. I imagine how disappointed I would make anyone if they ever found out about us. Then again, that’s also what makes this so hot. Blaine wants it. I want it. What am I waiting for?

“Suck my cock, Hailey,” Blaine says as he pushes my head down again. I pull forward a little, and he thrusts his hips, sliding his cock between my lips. It’s warm and deliciously salty as I suck on the shaft. He groans with pleasure, closing his eyes, even though he tries to sustain our eye contact. “
Fuck
, you’re good at this.”

I’ve never had a cock in my mouth, but I’m so eager to please that it must make my performance better. Slowly, I suck over his thick head, bobbing up and down on him from the floor. Blaine’s other hand comes forward and places on the back of my head.

“Open up more for me,” he insists as his blue eyes open, staring into mine. I nod a little in agreement. My jaw is so wide at this point that it aches. I feel my pussy wetting between my thighs, hot from his firm grip.

Blain swings his hips, thrusting deeper into my throat. I nearly gag, wincing with each of his thrusts. He forces me head up to look into his intense eyes. This isn’t just about sex for him– it’s about
control
. I like it, too. It’s what I needed in my mixed up, newfound adulthood. Blaine might be my new cousin, but he’s also the very thing I desire to tell me what to do.

He pulls his cock back, and I take a deep breath. Suddenly, his arms grab my shoulders, bringing me from the floor. I’m thrown onto the bed as he reaches under the dress, pulling away my panties.

I watch as Blaine holds them up to his face, taking in a deep whiff of my wetness. His face is serious and heated. Tiny prickles go over my body as my knees knock together in anticipation.

Blaine takes my dress, pulling it up past by thighs. My wet pussy touches the warm room air, exposed to his face.

“Fuck, that looks tight,” he growls. “And you shave? Good girls don’t shave their virgin pussies, Hailey.” How does he know that I’m a
virgin
?

“I’m sorry,” I say, not knowing what else to do. I’ve been shaving it for years, waiting for the day that a man would throw me on a bed and have his way with tight cunt.

“We both know that you’re not a good little girl,” he says staring almost angrily into my eyes. Blaine is a total prick, and he knows what to do with me. His thick fingers touch my inner thighs, spreading them apart from one another. He lowers his head down to my wet opening, licking the sensitive skin with his forceful tongue.

My back arches and my nipples harden with excitement. Blaine digs in deep to my smooth cunt, fucking me with this wide tongue. I begin to moan. Someone might come home and hear me, but I can’t help it. I give into him. His tongue feels too good to resist.

“I want you to be my fucktoy tonight,” says Blaine. “Is that what you want, too, Hailey; to be
fucked
hard and good?”

“Yes,” reply, breathily. He knows too much about my inner thoughts. It’s like he can read a girl and make her feel dirty yet also just right.

“You want my thick cock shoved inside of your wet cunt,” he growls. “I can taste how eager your pussy is. Tell me that’s what you want.”

“I do,” I shiver.

“
Tell me
!”

“I want your cock deep inside of me.”

“Very good,” Blaine says with a subtle, yet devious smile. His hands find the back of my dress, unzipping me slowly until I’m naked beneath him. My pussy is so wet that it pools around my thighs, eager for his cock to slide inside of me.

Blaine grabs his meat, teasing my hole with his plump head. Then he takes his finger, pushing it deep inside of my tight opening. I feel the blunt tip working through as I dribble along his hand. Once he’s in knuckle deep, he twists, staring into my watering eyes as he does it.

His finger pulls away, and his cockhead comes back into my opening. Blaine grabs tightly around the base of his thick cock before shoving it deep into my pussy. I cry out as he packs me full. His hips press all the way down. I feel full of his throbbing cock, and he pushes back and forth on my wet cunt.

“Fuck!” Blaine yells, unaware that he’s fucking a nearly virgin hole. He doesn’t take it easy on me, and I don’t want him to. Each thrust causes me to wince in a combination of pleasure and pain. Within the first minute, all of the pain is gone, and I breathe heavily under his thrusts.

“
Ah
!” I sigh, taking his pummels like a much more experienced girl. He wants to break in my pussy just for him. He wants to be able to fuck his new toy when he wants and
how
he wants.

“I want you to come for me,” he growls as his gaze returns to mine. “I’m going to push hard and deep until I feel your little body shaking in pleasure underneath me.”

I want to respond, but I’m too full of white-hot sensation. His cock is the perfect size to grind into me. I respond back, thrusting my hips along with his, letting him reach new depths.

Fuck
! There it is. He must have hit the g-spot I’ve heard of before. It’s a perfect sensation, ready to bring me to my boiling point. Blaine leans down and roughly kisses my mouth. I love his full lips, so soft and smooth.

“Come for me!” he demands, pulling away from my lips. His eyes are intense as he stares into mine just inches away. My head leans back as his thrusts become wilder. “I want to hear you, Hailey.”

His grind is so powerful that my entire body feels on fire. I whimper loudly, as his thick cock brings me to a powerful orgasm. I’m shaking all over, and he thrusts a few more times before pulling out of me.

“Fuck!” he roars, releasing his warm satisfaction over me. Then he collapses on top of my naked body, and I’m still trembling from the intense sensation. Our lips meet again, as Blaine’s hands move over my sides. His weight over me on the soft bed just feels like another form of control. Never before have I felt this good.