Vicious Desire by Leslie V. Walker

Chapter Twenty

Ayanna

Four Years Ago

I trip over my feet, reaching out my left hand to hold on to the tree to balance myself. I shouldn’t have taken a sip of that old whiskey they were offering.

There’s a reason it was in this weird container; it tasted like rotten Swiss cheese and a dash of old whiskey. I decided to leave the party after calling it a night as Summaya stayed behind.

Joining camp has been grea,t yet one of the most terrible experiences of my life. There are many things I’d rather be doing now, but dad said this is our number one priority to get in this school.

The music blurs in the back as I go through a shortcut Summaya taught me a few weeks ago.

As I round the corner near the lake, I pause, watching as Brendan lays on the ground as he stares at the night sky.

I stay where I am watching him; it’s something I found myself doing a little more than necessary over the past two weeks.

It was the way he talked to Summaya that had me wary of him. He seemed way nicer than he presented himself to be.

We’ve never spoken to one another, so I should most likely walk away. But I stay put, this feeling inside of me wondering if he needs someone to talk to.

“Take a seat. This is public property after all.” I hear the sarcasm present in his voice, but I tune it out, going to lay down next to him.

I look up at the night sky watching the stars shine bright with the moon. I’ve always been amazed by the moon, wondering what other secrets lay before it.

“What are you doing out here so late? Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” He asks.

“Shouldn’t you be at the party?” I retort, turning my head to get a look at him.

He’s handsome I can give him that, but there’s something more than just his looks. He’s hiding something.

“I should. But I’d rather be here, where it’s peaceful.”

“Yeah, well I should probably get going.”

“Stay.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Why not? Scared?”

I scoff, shaking my head. “No. I just don’t see what I’ll get from staying here.”

“What if I give you a reason?”

“Please I don’t think there’s anything you can say...”

“My grandmother passed away today.” I stop mid-sentence hesitant on how I should respond. He clearly said he wanted to be alone, but someone should at least look out for him.

“She and my sister were all I had. She was our protector. The only thing left I had of my dad and now she’s gone. Now we’re all alone.” He turns to look at me, and I catch the color of his eyes for the very first time. This green so dark and beautiful it captures your attention.

“Have you ever felt like that?”

“Not alone, but like I’ve been missing something. My dad, he’s not the best and I know I should be grateful for what he does but he’s not the nicest.” We don’t break eye contact as we continue to speak.

“Is he abusive?”

“No.” Lie. Probably not to me but with my mom, yes.

“I’ve never lost anyone close to me, so I don’t know how you feel but I hope you find something helpful.”

He leans on his side. “Yeah... me too.”

Our breaths come out heavier the longer we stare at one another. There’s something about him, deeply and emotionally that captures my attention.

And the more we look at one another the more I feel my spine tingle a want to have his lips on me.

I shouldn’t be feeling like this, I haven’t even felt like this before yet for some reason it feels right to be with him.

His lips are on mine; before I can process anything, our lips move in sync. His tongue meets mine and butterflies erupt in my belly as a strong burning pulse forms under my cord making me wet. He comes on top of me lowering onto his forearms so we’re closer, chest to chest, as we continue to kiss away our hurt.

A low growl leaves him as I push my lower teeth down on his lower lip nibbling. Everything is impulse, I’ve never done this before, but it’s as if we’ve both done this with one another forever.

He stops resting his forehead on mine as both of our ragged breaths come out hard. I look up and see his eyes closed and his body tense as if, if he continues, he’ll lose control.

I stop for a minute letting my thoughts rush to me trying to find a reason to stop this, but there’s none. He’s taken a hold of my attention two weeks ago and hasn’t given it back since.

“I want you,” I whisper.

His eyes snap open, there a darker green than before.

“Are you sure?” I nod.

I don’t know if it’s the one drink I took, but I just want to give myself to him, it feels right.

His right hand runs down my leg making my whole body erupt in goosebumps.

We stare at one another as his hand keeps on soothing my leg before stopping at the hem of my shirt. His hand laying on my stomach flat. Everything’s quiet as he listens to my breathing. My body’s warm and tingles at every action he does.

Our eyes lock and before I know it, his lips are on mine again. This time more intense and passionate, as if he’s afraid I’ll slip away. He smolders me with a trail of kisses down my chin and to my neck as he nibbles his way to the end of my tank top.

“I’ve been thinking about this since the first time I saw you. I knew you were different; I just didn’t know how incredible you were.” His hand comes and tugs at my braid making me arch my head back so he could have better access. His lips coming to suck at my sensitive skin, a shiver runs throughout my body making my toes curl in delight.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” His voice comes out raspy as he takes a hold of my shirt with his fist and tugs it up but not off me but just enough to expose my bra. Pulling it down my breast pops out and he quickly sucks one into his mouth as his tongue plays with my nipple biting down hard.

“Ah…” My back arches off the ground. Brendan then uses his free hand to play with my other breasts, rolling my nipple between his fingers before grabbing a fist full. Letting go of my other breast with a pop before turning the attention back to the other one; he continues his attention on both of my breasts, as my pulsing clit heats up as my pussy is now drenched.

“Feel so good.” His eyes shine with mischief as his pupils dilate. With my arms at my side curling the blanket in my fist his fingers meet at the hem of my shorts and he pulls it down on one go.

Leaning down back on top of me, he gives me a few small kisses before going back down and kissing my stomach. His eyes meet mine when his fingers stop at my panties, and I nod reassuring him. Even though tomorrow I might wake up from a very naughty dream or not remember this from consuming too much alcohol I still want it.

Carefully he removes them, and he kisses me on my inner thigh causing a moan to leave my lips. I can feel his stare boring onto me, and I close my eyes in the pleasure of his breath fanning over my pussy.

“Look at me,” he demands.

I open my eyes and look back down at his. His never leaving mine as his tongue licks down my full length, “Ahh.” His face darkens, a look of a hunter getting ready to snatch up its prey.

In a blink of an eye, his face comes down till he’s aligned to my pussy, and he snatches up my clit in his mouth sucking at it so hard I started getting lightheaded.

He uses his teeth to scrape down my length and his tongue to lick me everywhere as he comes back to repeat his actions. “You taste just as good as you look, now let’s see how you feel.” He uses both of his hands to grab my thighs and pulls me more down to him, lifting my legs over his shoulders.

Without warning, his tongue thrust inside of me in on one go and sends me flying off the ground with my fist full of his hair. I suck in a shaky breath as my muscles tighten around his tongue.

He moves out and blows on my entrance, “You’re so tight.” I close my eyes in satisfaction as he begins to find his pace, sucking and nibbling at my clit and then thrusting his tongue inside of me. He continues making me tighten even more around him before turning his full attention on my clit and enters two fingers inside of me, stretching me whole and bringing me more over the edge.

“Brendan,” I moan as he continues his assault. His fingers curl inside me hitting a delicious spot that sends me shaking and out of breath.

“Yes. Right there. Don’t stop.” He repeats his actions each time harder than ever until I’m a shaking mess, arching my back as I tug at his hair, my eyes closed riding my orgasm.

He doesn’t stop until my body comes out of its high. In a quick motion, he removes his shirt and unzips his jeans lowering them down with his boxers, and takes out a condom from his back pocket, putting it on.

I tense for a brief second wondering if it’ll hurt just as bad as they said.

I grab ahold of his face bringing him down to kiss me slowly and passionately to remove all worries. Going back onto his forearms he puts one hand behind my head and aligns himself with my entrance coming between my legs but not making a move to enter.

“Relax,” he says in between kisses. His other arm caresses where my hip and thigh moving up and down slowly. I relax on his hold and wrap my arms around his form as his lips leave mine and his forehead comes down on mine and our eyes lock again. With his hand caressing my leg he lifts it up behind my knee and slowly enters me.

My muscles lock with the burning pain. My eyes squeeze shut, and I breathe heavily to calm the pain. “Look at me, Ayanna.” I open my eyes meeting his warm green ones staring back at me.

I suck in another breathe when he moves completely inside of me to the hilt, his body and jaw locked tight. He stays there not moving as my body tries to get used to him.

“Tell me when I can move.” Once the pain slowly fades and I feel a little sense of pleasure I nod squeezing him tighter against me, opening my legs wider for him. Almost pulling all the way out he slams into me, “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight, I could barely fucking move.” His words do something to me, and I arch my back just as he thrusts into me hitting me at a deeper angle.

He continues his movements as the pain starts to fade and a growing pleasure increases with every thrust. I gaze up at his face never looking away as his eyes shut in pleasure, his grip on my hip tightens as his thrusts become jerkier.

This moment right here I’ll remember forever. A fire burning between us that I can’t help but crave more and more.

Brendan’s eyes roam over my face, his fist in my hair tightens as I dig my nails in his back loving the growing friction forming between us. Leaning his forehead on mine he meets my lips for a kiss, our tongues dance around each.

“Fuck.”

He moves his right hand behind my lower back and up my shirt. I move my hips to meet him. My walls tighten around him, and he starts to hit the spot the sends me shivering and tightening around him like a vase.

“Ah, yes. Yes!” I come.

My eyes and his locking with each other as were forehead to forehead. My lips part as my legs shake and he lifts my back up not stopping until he too is fluttering mess.

He comes down on top of me before slipping out and coming to lay next to me. I wince a little at my sore flesh.

Silence surrounds us as we stay laying down, looking out. Even with the silence, we both feel this connection growing out of nowhere. He comes to wrap his arms around me when his phone begins to ring. He ignores it coming closer to me but then it rings again and again, groaning he picks it up.

“Shit.” He sits up quickly startling me as well.

“What’s wrong?” He runs his hand over his hair frustrated as he reads something on his screen, muttering something under his breath.

“I’m sorry but I have to go, something’s wrong with Rocco, and Zane’s dad is here, they need me.” Rocco? Zane’s dad? I want to ask him if everything is okay, but he’s already standing up, pulling his pants up, and his shirt back on.

I fix my bra just as he kneels down, “Here let me help you.” Brendan helps me up and I get dressed quickly on high alert on what we’ve just done.

“I’ll drop you at your cabin.” He puts his phone back in his pocket after typing a message.

We walk quietly, yet my mind runs freely with so many questions.

But they come and go as I’m dropped off and in bed in what feels like a second.

I wake up with a start; this bad feeling something is going to happen soars through me, but I ignore it. It took me close to an hour to finally sleep, all I could think about was Brendan Carter.

In just a short amount of time, he’s managed to consume my every thought.

The door to my cabin flies open, and I scream at the intruder. Spencer ignores me rushing toward me. “Get up! Now!”

Fear rushes through me and I stand up putting on my sandals before following her outside.

People run screaming in every direction as smoke lingers in the air, is this place burning?

“What’s going on? Why is everyone running?” I focus my attention back on Spencer as she maneuvers her way to the exit.

It’s three in the morning. What the hell is going on? “Spencer!”

We stop walking her attention now focused on me. “We have to leave. A fire broke out and I heard gunshots just a few minutes ago. It’s not safe.”

Did I sleep through all of that?

“So, you broke into my cabin to save me?”

“Don’t flatter yourself, child. Everyone I care about is already safe, you were just one I couldn’t leave on my conscience.”

“Thank you?”

“You’re welcome.”

With her hand on my back, she shoves me forward, but I fight her. “Summaya! Where is she?” I can’t leave her behind. She has helped me get through this summer more than she knows.

“You haven’t heard?”

“Heard what?”

“She left just about two hours ago something about her mom.” Spencer grips my wrist yanking me with her.

“Why didn’t she tell me?”

“My guess is its none of your business.”

I glare at her back, using all the force I have to yank free and turn around. Though once I do, I immediately regret it, not just because of the flames that have increased furiously and are heading our way. But the group of men dressed in black dragging, someone. And the one guy who has stopped and pointed a gun at us.

At me.

I take slow steps back, watching him like a hawk. “Spencer?”

“Rocco bought trouble here tonight. I heard them just outside my cabin. Managed to escape and help a few more about before it got worse.

Just when the guy goes to pull the trigger I watch as four guys around the corner taking a hold of his attention.

My breath hitches as I see it’s Brendan and move forward when Spencer yanks me back. “Don’t be an idiot let’s go!”

Reluctantly I follow her, leaving the camp behind.

That day had me question a lot, but the days following after were the worst.

The day after when being at home safely my phone blew up and I saw it, more specifically a few hundred people saw it. The sex tape recorded of both of us that night.

I should’ve known how foolish it was of me to believe that in one night you can connect with someone.

He met with me the same day trying to get me to listen to his excuses. But I had nothing to listen to, because in my mind he was the one who did it.

And I was the naive girl stupid to believe he’d be interested in me.