Slade (Walk Of Shame #1)

Chapter Eleven
Slade





Leaning against the side of the truck, I pull out a cigarette, light it and take a long drag. That mother f*cker is lucky I don’t go right back inside and shove my fist down his f*cking throat. I never want to see that shit again. I can’t. I just f*cking can’t.
I hear the sound of Aspen’s heels hit the pavement beside me, but right now I’m too pissed to even look up. I’m standing there staring at my f*cking shoes, trying to keep my cool. If she opens her mouth right now, there’s a huge chance I will bend her over and f*ck her right now. I have way too much shit going on in my head; not to mention that a*shole inside has just pushed me over the edge.
“Did you enjoy that?” Her voice comes out soft, but with a hint of anger. I’m not surprised. After what I did to her in front of everyone, I’m sure she wishes it were me she elbowed in the face. “You just can’t resist f*cking with me and pushing my buttons, can you? I don’t get it.”
I take another drag, close my eyes and exhale. I need another moment before I even attempt to speak. Right now, I feel like a f*cking animal released from its cage and about to pounce on its prey. The intensity of me wanting her is eating at me.
“You didn’t have to save me from that idiot. Besides, it looked like you were pretty busy over there trying to juggle the slut squad. I have a feeling you’re a damn pro at it by now.”
Okay. One more drag and I’m good to go.
I take one more hit, toss the cigarette down beside me and pin her against the side of my truck. She looks up at me with a shocked expression, but doesn’t say a word. Her eyes just keep jumping back and forth as I stare into them. “I did enjoy it.” I lean into her ear and rub my bottom lip up her neck. “Just admit it, you did too. You think you can hide it, but I can smell it all over you.” I slowly run my hand up the inside of her thigh, stopping below her panty line. “And feel it.”
I am not a patient man and I've been waiting too many days for this. She better be ready. I'm about to pour all my frustration into her body because she's the reason I'm about to explode.
“You can’t f*cking hide it anymore and we both know it,” I growl. “You want to kick my ass and f*ck me at the same time. Well guess what,” I whisper. “I’m f*cking waiting.”
I hear her breathing pick up before she places her hands to my chest and pushes as hard as she can. It only makes her angrier when her shove has no effect on me. She leans her head against my truck and exhales. “How do you know it’s for you, huh?” I move my hand higher and cup her mound in my hand, causing her to close her eyes and moan out. “It could . . .” She moans again as I start rubbing her through the thin fabric. It’s getting hard for her to find her words now. I like that. “Be for someone else. How do you know,” she growls questioningly.
Sliding my finger under the fabric of her panties, I shove it into her very wet p-ssy and grab the back of her neck. “This is how I know,” I assure her. “The way your breathing picks up and your body trembles under my touch.” I shove my finger deeper, causing her to raise her hips and thrust against my hand. “Do you feel that, Aspen? Your body is ready to be f*cked. It needs to be f*cked by me. No. One. Else.”
I grab both her hands and hold them above her head while pushing my thigh between her slightly parted legs. It feels so good between her thighs. So warm and . . . wet. “You want me to f*ck you, baby?” I gently place my hand on her throat as I lean in and pull her bottom lip into my mouth and suck it, hard. She lets out a soft moan and nods her head as her lip slips from my grip. “Tell me you want me to f*ck you. I want to f*cking hear it.”
Looking at me, she doesn’t say a word, but the look in her eyes says it all. She lowers her hand down the front of my body, down my abs and grabs my erection in her hand. It feels so huge under her touch and I can tell by her little gasp that she feels the same way. I close my eyes and moan as she starts stroking it through the fabric as if she f*cking owns it. F*ck, that’s such a turn on. It’s all hers if she wants it.
Her hands start working on the button of my pants as she leans in and bites my nipple. She’s breathing hard as she looks up at me. I’m so f*cking turned on right now that I can barely f*cking contain myself. I feel like a f*cking virgin about to get p-ssy for the first time.
What. The. F*ck.
I press my body against hers and grab her legs one by one to wrap them around my waist. We both just stand there silent, looking into each other’s eyes before I slam my lips against hers and claim them. I can’t take it anymore. I need a f*cking taste. I suck and tug, before slipping my tongue between her parted lips and sucking her tongue into my mouth. I never thought kissing could be such a f*cking turn on, but damn her lips feel so good against mine. I have to admit that I’ve wanted to kiss her since that day in the bathroom.
“You still haven’t f*cking said it, Aspen,” I groan against her lips while rubbing her hand over my hard cock. “You feel how big it is for you?” Her legs shake around me as her hand caresses my erection. “Just say the word and I will drive us back to my house and f*ck you so damn thoroughly that this cock . . .” I force her to squeeze my dick as I thrust and bite her bottom lip. “Will be the only thing your body craves.”
“F*ck,” she hisses while pulling her hand away from my dick in a panic. “It’s happening again. Put me down.” She pushes at my chest and forces me to drop her to her feet. I have to catch her when she almost twists an ankle because of her high heels. “Just f*cking take me back to the house. In case you forgot.” She jumps into the truck as fast as she can and slams the door closed behind her. “I’m pissed at you. Shit!”
“Nothing new there,” I point out.
I smirk to myself while walking over to my side of the truck and jumping in. I’m no fool. She can play hard to get if she wants, but in the end she and I both know that as soon as we get back to the house and walk in that door, I will have her riding my cock as if her life depends on it. Her body is getting desperate and so is she. Right now she hates me and is fighting against wanting me. Well, she’ll hate me even more after she sees what my body can f*cking do to her.
We ride in silence, but I notice her press her legs together every few minutes while glaring over at me. She can’t seem to sit still and she looks as if she’s about to scream. Sexual frustration is one of those bittersweet things. It claws at you until you release it and there is only one way to do so; to f*ck and f*ck hard. I can tell she’s trying hard to keep her eyes away, but they keep scanning over my body, imagining it being on top of hers. This seems to piss her off even more.
Reaching over, I force her legs apart and slide my hand up her thigh. I slowly inch it further up her smooth skin until I feel the wetness between her legs. Then I stop. I want to see what her reaction is. I want to see how badly she needs me to release her.
She gives me a dirty look, but spreads her legs wider for me as if waiting for me to go further. I could pretend to be surprised, but I’m not. In the end, the throbbing between their legs wins out over the voice of reason in their heads. When I don’t make an attempt to move, she grabs my hand and pushes it away. “You’re an ass. Do you know that?” She presses her legs closed and looks out the window. “Stop f*cking with me just because you think you’re God’s gift to women. You’re gorgeous and you have a rockin’ body, so what. Stop using that against my weakness. You’re the only person that can piss me off this way.”
She turns to look me in the eyes and her frustration is so f*cking sexy, it hurts. Yanking her legs apart, I pull her closer to me and rub my thumb over her swollen *. I really need to get her off because by the time we get back to the house, I won’t have the patience. I’m going to want to f*ck her as soon as we step through the door. Her p-ssy has been the only thing on my mind since I tasted it for myself.
She moans as I start rubbing small circles against her body, teasing her. I start out slowly at first before moving at a faster rhythm. She starts rocking against my hand, getting more desperate the faster I go.
“oohhh . . . keep going.” She rocks faster. “It feels so good. Why do you have to be so good at this?” She moans out in pleasure while pulling at her hair.
“It’s a f*cking blessing. Trust me,” I groan while trying to keep my eyes on the road. “You ready to come yet?”
She nods her head and grips onto the headrest behind her. “Yes. I’m ready. I’m so ready,” she breathes.
“Ask me to make you come then.”
She runs her tongue over her teeth in anger before digging her nails into my arm. “Will you make me come? I want you to make me come. It feels so good when you do it.”
I slip one of my fingers inside while still rubbing her * with my thumb. She moans and digs deeper into my arm, trying not to scream. “That feels good, doesn’t it? You like my finger filling you, huh? Just wait until I ram my hard cock in there.” I shove another finger inside her and start moving them in and out.
“Oh f*ck, you’re so tight, baby and so wet. Damn, it’s running down my fingers.” I shove my fingers deeper, while moving my thumb faster. “So f*cking tight. Oh shit. Scream for me, baby. Show me what I do to you.”
I feel her body start to shake before she clamps down around my fingers. She lets go of my arm and grips the seat while screaming. She arches her back as I shove my fingers in one last time. “Stop! I can’t take it,” she breathes. “Don’t move. Just . . . don’t. Move.”
It takes her a few seconds to catch her breath. I don’t blame her. That was one intense orgasm. I’ll be surprised if she’ll be able to walk after that shit. I slowly pull my fingers out and suck them into my mouth, tasting her as she watches me with hooded eyes. She likes it when I taste her.
F*ck me.
As soon as the house comes into view, I pull off to the side of the road and slam the truck into park. “F*ck this!” Pulling the keys out of the ignition, I hop out of the truck, slam the door behind me and rush over to her side. I can’t f*cking wait any longer. I need to be inside her before I f*cking explode. I won’t nut until I get a feel inside her.
I yank her door open and reach inside to pull her out. Before her feet can hit the ground, I have her wrapped around my waist and I’m heading for the door. I practically bust the door down while slamming my lips against hers, both of us breathing heavily while fighting for air.
I don’t even bother shutting the door behind us as I walk us over to the stairs. I set her down on the staircase and spread her legs before ripping her thin panties from her body. My eyes slowly trail from her breasts, down to her p-ssy as I bite my bottom lip and moan. “It’s so f*cking beautiful.”
I force my body between her legs and press my lips against hers again. She’s kissing me with such anger and frustration that it only makes me want her more. “I want to slap you so bad right now,” she breathes. “I hate the way you make me want you.”
“Well, I f*cking love it.” I grab the top of her dress and rip it open, exposing her breasts to me. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see her hard nipples even in the dim lighting of the bar earlier. She gets ready to say something; to yell at me about her dress until I suck her left nipple into my mouth, causing her to moan out instead. “You want me inside you, don’t you? Just f*cking admit it.”
Moaning, she grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back. “I hate you so much for making me want you. Me wanting you is the last thing I need.”
“Well you don’t hate me enough. ‘Cause if you did, then you would f*ck me; punish me. I want you to slap me, scratch me, bite me and pull my f*cking hair. If you hate me, then punish me. I want to feel your f*cking hate; drown myself in it. Then I want lick the hate right off your f*cking body and taste it.”
She yanks me up by my hair so that our faces are almost touching. Then she looks me in the eyes before slamming her lips against mine and digging her nails into my back. A burn remains in their wake, but I love the pain.
I can’t f*cking take it anymore. This shit is happening. I rip her dress the rest of the way off so she’s lying fully naked beneath me. She looks embarrassed at first, but then relaxes as she watches me undo my pants, pull them off and reach for my cock. I stroke it for a second to see how much she likes it. Her eyes look heated as she watches me.
I stroke it a few more times before pulling a condom out of my pocket, ripping the wrapper open with my teeth and rolling it over my erection.
Not wanting to wait another second, I grip the back of her neck while sliding inside of her. We both moan as I slowly push it in all the way and stop to give her body time to adjust to my thickness.
“F*ck, you are so wet for me.”
We’re both panting now as I press my lips to hers and f*ck her while backing her up the stairs. We get higher with each thrust until we’re at the top of the stairs.
Pushing into her, I pick her up and she grabs onto the top of the door frame while I roll my hips in and out, f*cking her as hard as I can.
Her grip tightens on the door frame as I grab her hair and yank back while pushing deep. “F*ck, you feel so damn good.” I thrust into her hard and long, causing her to pull on the door frame, almost ripping it off. “You’re so tight. Damn, my cock can hardly fit inside you.”
The only sound around us is the sound of our heavy breathing and our sweaty bodies slapping together as I pleasure her. It feels so f*cking good, but I want to get her in my bed.
“Let go of the door frame,” I breathe in command. “Grab onto my hair, baby.”
Squeezing her legs around me, she lets go of the door frame and grips onto my hair. Her hands rub the back of my head as if she enjoys touching me and wants more. It almost makes me want more. “Slade,” she moans. “I’m going to hate myself after this.”
Slamming her against the wall, I thrust into her while biting her neck. “Well, until then you can f*cking enjoy it.”
The louder she screams, the harder I f*ck her. I’ve been waiting for this for too long and I’m going to make sure she never f*cking forgets the way my cock makes her scream. I want her to crave my f*cking cock; to never think of another one besides mine and how it f*cked her so good she couldn’t think straight, let alone walk. I want my cock to own her f*cking p-ssy.
We somehow make it to my bedroom door. I hold her against it, never stopping my assault on her body while turning the knob and pushing it open as I thrust in a steady rhythm. She grips me tighter when she realizes that there’s nothing behind her to support her any longer. I love having her hang on me and touch me all over. Her hands are roaming my body, taking it all in and I love it. It only proves more that she has been wanting me as long as I have wanted her.
I take a few steps inside before tossing her on my bed. I quickly jump on behind her and flip her over so her ass is up in the air, facing me. I grab her by the hips, run my tongue up her p-ssy, then thrust into her slow and hard.
She grips the blanket and moans as I reach around and play with her *. “You want to f*cking come again?” I rub it faster, while pushing into her, filling her to the hilt.
She nods and pushes against me with her ass.
“Show me how badly you want me to f*ck you then, Aspen. F*cking take your hate and frustration out on me. Show me and I’ll make you come again.”
I pull out of her and flip her over so she’s looking up at me from her back. Her legs are spread wide as she takes a few deep breaths and then sits up. “You want to see my hate?” She grabs me by the hair and jumps at me so we both fall off the bed with her on top of me. “You’re not the only one that has frustration to get out.”
Straddling me, she slaps me across the face and then grabs my hair before sinking onto my cock and biting my ear.
Holy shit.
I’m so f*cking turned on that I could bust my load right f*cking now, but I won’t. This is going to last as long as I can make it. This feels too good to stop.
Grabbing her by the hips, I close my eyes and moan while she rides me. “Bite me again and I will pick you up, bind your hands behind your head and f*ck you so hard that it hurts.”
I don’t know if she thinks I’m only messing around or if she really just wants it hard, but she bites into my ear again and tugs on my hair.
I flip her over so that I’m between her legs. Then I look her in the eyes and smirk. “You f*cking asked for it.”
She lets out a little yelp as I pick her up, hold her hands above her head and slam her into the wall. “F*ck me, Slade,” she moans. “I want your big f*cking dick deep inside of me. I want to see how long you’ve been wanting me. I want to know that I’m not the only one that’s been suffering.”
Hearing her say those words releases some kind of beast inside of me. I’ve never wanted to f*ck someone so hard in my life. She knows just the right things to trigger me and get what she wants. She wants me to make her scream again. I can’t hold back. Pleasing her turns me on more than anything.
F*ck!
Thrusting back into her, I place one hand around her throat while holding her hands above her head with the other. I push in so hard and deep that she screams and scratches at my hands. She wants her hands freed to punish me and I want the same.
I release her hands and they immediately find my back and scratch long and deep as my movements pick up. I feel her starting to tremble and I know she’s getting close. Our lips meet each other’s and I grab her face, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I make her come.
She moans and screams against my lips so I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and move fast and hard to finish myself off.
It only takes her kissing me hard and pulling my hair before I find myself busting my nut deep inside her still throbbing p-ssy. We both moan as I release myself as deep as I can. I’m not used to releasing myself inside anyone and the sensation is f*cking fantastic. I usually pull out, but this felt too good to even think about it.
We stand here for several seconds, looking each other in the eyes before I pull out of her and set her back down on the floor.
I rub my hands over her face before leaning in and kissing her. She freezes at first, but then grabs the back of my head and slowly caresses her tongue with mine. It’s soft, slow and hot. The most intimate kiss I’ve had in years. I’m not sure how to react.
I pull away from the kiss and back away from her. She watches me with a strange look in her eyes before turning away from me and placing her hands over her face.
She sighs before speaking. “I’m going back downstairs before Cale gets home. I’m sorry. This should never have happened.”
I yank the condom off my dick and toss it onto one of my old shirts. I just stand there and watch as she walks toward the door. Before I can stop myself, I say, “Wait.”
She stops and waits for me to walk over to her. Stopping in front of her, I cup her face and pull it up so I can look her in the eyes. I just have to look into them and see how I make her feel; see that I pleasured her beyond belief. “Your eyes are the most beautiful f*cking thing I have ever seen.”
She swallows hard as her eyes dance back and forth before she closes them, as if embarrassed. “In case you’re wondering, no I didn’t lose a contact. I was born this way, alright? I’ll save you trouble from the silly question.”
“I wasn’t even going to ask you that. I noticed your eyes from the very first time I laid eyes on you. They’ve never changed. I’m not as f*cking stupid as some people.”
She laughs and it’s the most beautiful sound I have heard from her. I’ve never heard her laugh before and it’s nice to see this side of her. “Yeah, well I’m glad you’re smarter than most. I would hate to have another reason to hate you. I already have too many to count.”
This makes me laugh. “Is that right?” I pick her up by her hips and set her on my desk. “I can show you a few good reasons not to hate me.” I pause as I lick my lips. “Oh yeah. I already have.”
She punches my chest, but this time it’s playful and not out of pure hate or f*ck me anger. I catch her fist and bite it to tease her. “You’re such an ass. Do you know that?”
I nod my head and bite her harder while smiling up at her. She laughs and starts tickling me when I don’t let go. “Ouch! Let go, Slade.” She laughs and tickles me harder.
I didn’t realize I was ticklish until now. I find myself squirming until I finally release her fist and let her jump down from the desk. She smiles at me and clears her throat. “Okay . . . I’m going now. Goodnight.”
“Why not just sleep in my bed?” I grab her body from behind and pull it close to mine. I have no idea what I’m saying or doing. All I know is that it’s late and I’m tired as shit. “Let Cale have his bed tonight. I’m pretty sure he’s bringing some chick home. He’s going to need the privacy.”
She hesitates before spinning around in my arms. “You don’t mind me sleeping in your bed?” Her eyes narrow as she watches for my reaction.
For some f*cking reason, at the moment, I don’t. “Nah. Tomorrow you can go back to hating me from a distance. Tonight, you can hate me from my f*cking bed.”
I watch her as she walks past me and crawls into my bed. She doesn’t say another word. She just looks up at me and keeps her eyes on me until I crawl in beside her and flip the lamp off. It only takes a few minutes before I crash out.




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It’s the middle of the night and I try to roll over, but I can’t. That’s when I realize that there’s a body draped over mine. My eyes shoot open and I sit up in a panic, causing Aspen to move but not wake up. I forgot she was in my bed.
I don’t know what the f*ck I was thinking when I asked her to sleep in my bed with me, but it’s so unlike me. It must’ve been the adrenaline of finally getting her to have sex with me. That’s my only excuse.
Stepping out of bed, I search for a cigarette in the darkened room, open the window and light it. I really need to get my shit together. My whole body is shaking and I’m covered in f*cking sweat.
I take a huge drag, close my eyes and let the harsh smoke fill my lungs before releasing it. I have to admit that she looks f*cking beautiful lying there naked on my sheets and the thought of slipping back inside her is eating at me. It felt good. A lot f*cking better than I expected it to. I had never been so turned on in my life.
F*ck!
I put my cigarette out on the windowsill and take a deep breath while running my fingers through my hair, to keep from punching something. I need to get the f*ck out of here. I need to go down to our gym and work this shit off. Like now.
F*cking get a grip, Slade.