Page 6 of One Night

Chapter two

Kash

“Did you hear what I said, Kashy Boo?” Ashley asks.

I hate her whiny ass, but she sucks dick so good. The pussy ain’t great, but it's a hole not attached to the one girl off fucking limits.

Fucking Willow.

“Yeah, I’m not deaf. I heard you. Now use that mouth to do something other than talk.”

All I can think about is her. The tremble in her tone when she called. She has nothing to fear; it’s not like I don’t have eyes on her at all times. The day I met her, I craved her. I know that fucker, Mace, left and is headed over to fuck with her.

“But-” She starts to say before I cut her off.

“Do I need to go find another chick to gag on my dick? I’m pretty sure I saw your best friend down there. I know she would love to taste my cum.” I growl out.

Ash screeches before rushing over and getting down on her knees.

Like I fucking knew she would. Any chance I get to bring up Candice, she jumps to whatever task I’ve asked.

If only she knew I’ve been sticking my dick in her bestie for the past month now.

It’s not like I like her, but after getting into another fight with Willow, I needed a release.

Willow pushed me too fucking far, and I wanted to rip her sexy ass in two.

“Kash! Stop stealing my underwear, you fucking perve.” Willow says, hands on her wide hips as she glares at me.

“What the fuck are you talking about now? Why would I steal anything of yours when it's my money that buys them?” I smirk.

“As if, asshole.” She retorts.

“Oh really, so it's not my family's money that you and mommy dearest have been spending all week?”

The smile on my face grows as her face turns red. She’s pissed now, and I’m loving it.

“That’s what I thought, Willow. Now run along.” I say, turning back toward the tv.

She storms over and stands in front of me, and when I look up, she has one hell of a smirk that causes my eyebrow to rise.

“Aw, is my brother mad that daddy paid for my panties?”

The fuck did she just say?

I’m about to lose my shit when a thought occurs, and I know I’ve got her ass now.

“Oh, so you do have daddy issues. Planning on sharing my dad’s dick with your mom? Maybe I can fuck her and we can make it a family bonding experience.” I smirk.

Before I can even bask in my words, I feel a sharp pain in my face as it whips to the right.

Did she just fucking punch me?

“Fuck you. You piece of shit. Keep my mom and her body out of your mouth and head before I stab you next time! She screams before turning to walk away.

I rush behind her so fast, grabbing her arm and shoving her on the couch. I make sure I follow and am on top of her, I pin her arms above her head, and use my free hand to grip her fucking throat.

“Hit me again, Wills. Go ahead, I dare you. You will see a side of me that will have you pissing your pants.” I lean down and run my tongue down her face and bite her neck hard as fuck.

Yeah, it will leave a fucking mark, but I don’t give a fuck.

She stares at me in shock for a minute before her eyes turn to slits.

“Did you just fucking bite me? Are you seriously hard right now? It feels like a pencil stabbing me in the leg.” She laughs.

I’ll fucking show her a pencil. I hear the door open and the voices of our parents. I release her and push myself off the couch. She’s so fucking lucky.

“This isn’t over,” I tell her before walking away.

Ash pulls off my dick, “Does that feel good, Kashy Baby? You’re so fucking hard.”

Grabbing her head, I shove her back down on my dick and fuck her throat hard.

I don’t ease up as I fuck her throat while I think about Willow on her knees for me.

I slide into her throat so hard that I ignore her protests.

I continue fucking her until I feel my balls tighten up, and just as I cum I see fucking stars.

I pull out, and she starts coughing and gasping for air.

“That was too rough. Did you feel me tapping your leg?” She asks, her voice barely a whisper.

Yeah, she’s going to feel that for a few days.

Maybe it will shut her ass up long enough for me to forget she exists.

She holds her throat and spits. I watch her eyes widen and fill with tears as I look down and notice the blood.

Yeah, she’s fucked for a few days, I mean, it’s not like this is the first time it's happened. She’ll be alright, she always is.

Now to go home and see what Mace is up to with Willow.

I know he has a thing for her. And it’s not like I can fuck her, or can I?

I step out of the room and head down the stairs to leave this wack ass party, snagging a beer on the way.

Hopping into my ’63 Chevy pickup, I turn on the ignition before connecting my phone to the Bluetooth and reversing out of the spot and shifting into drive.

Just as I pass the old cemetery, I hear Willow’s voice filter through.

“What the fuck! Who turned off the lights?” Willow’s panicked voice says.

I dial Mace’s number and listen as it rings.

“What’s up, bro?” He asks.

“You at my crib?”

“Uh, yeah. Everything good?” He asks, alert in his tone.

“Yeah, I’m headed that way.”

“Fuck. You want me to just leave her be?” He asks, disappointment in his tone.

“Naw. But Mace-” I wait for him to acknowledge that he is listening.

“Yeah-”

“Make her fucking scared. I want her dripping in fear.” I smirk.

“Done.” He says, before I disconnect the call.

Let the games begin.