Shacking up with my Convict

Chapter 6

I sit against the counter stirring my bowl of cereal thinking back on last night. Kellan and that woman that was down on her knees. The entire scene reminds me of my memories of Watson yet, I couldn't help myself. Couldn't pull myself away faster, watching him plunge himself into her, while watching me. While watching me as if he'd rather have me instead. As if he'd eat me whole.

Something strange begins to coil in my stomach, spreading across my body like wildfire. It's strange and terrifying yet the thoughts won't leave me alone.

I stir from my musing when Kellan comes over taking a bowl and I avoid his eyes. I should have been able to avoid his entire presence but we're stuck with each other. His elbow brushes against mine, forcing me to finally pay attention and I glare up at him.

"What?"

Kellan shrugs at me, before taking a seat, pouring himself a sample, a stupid smile on his face.

"Why are you laughing?!"

"Why are you so tense?!"

"You're the asshole who gave me nightmares"

"Nightmares or memories?" His eyes are filled with mirth, enjoying his teasing and that I'm flustered.

He's besting me and he knows it.

"Night. Mares" I spelt out for him. "I couldn't sleep with all that f**king noise"

"Really? Or are you just trying to find an excuse for staying up and listening to us?!" He says leaning forward.

My eyes widened, spoon falling from my hand at his insinuation.

"Convince me that you didn't think about it last night Vi, did you not touch yourself?"

I blinked a few times before swallowing, pulling myself away from him so I could finally breathe.

"I'm not into those kinds of thing"

"Liar"

"Am not!" I shot back.

"Liar" he repeats again chewing his food. "You wanna know why I know you're interested" his eyes move from his bowl meeting mine. "The look you had on your face. You're not appalled about the idea of being on your knees, divested of clothing, how about even voluntary action?"

His finger lifts sweeping against my cheek, slowly dragging to my lip and forced itself inside my mouth. Kellan's eyes changed to a stormy hue.

"I'm normally patient but seeing you wearing a harness would take my f**king willpower"

My eyes blink as if I'm snapped from trance and I pull away from him heart beating a mile minute.

"You're crazy"

His eyes drop from my gaze to my lips.

"Kiss me Viven"

"What....what?!" I exclaimed scrambling from my seat rushing away from him towards the bathroom. "And don't take your adventures to our shared living space!"

I could hear his laughter thundering through the kitchen even as I barricaded myself behind the bathroom door. I don't know what to do with myself. I don't want to be that girl that Watson created, knew or left behind. I don't want to be scared and terrified of every little thing there is. But I will admit that everything Kellan says has some appeal to it. To do something different from what I'm used to. But with a complete stranger? I know I won't ever leave myself that vulnerable and Kellan is...

An ass.

A persistently gorgeous ass that has decided I'm his next prey.

I don't know what Morgan was thinking having us together in the same apartment and she's so lucky I can't kick her ass now about it.

A knock sounds at the door before it pushed open and I grapple my clothes that I've attempted to shred.

"Kellan don't you dare peek you pervert"

"Relax, I'm just letting you know we need more groceries"

"That's because you and your friend ate everything I bought"

"Okay, so we'll go shopping then. Hurry up"

"We?!" I screeched.

"Yes, I promise not to make any s****l comments"

"That'd be a first"

"Oh and Vi"

"Yeah?" I answer stepping into the bath and pulling the curtain.

"Cute t**s"

Bastard!

****

We manage to make it to the grocery store without running his car off the road. Kellan follows me inside, lips sealed and in his own thoughts and I grab a trolley going through everything on my list. I get my goods and he does too, noting the packs of liquor that he adds without a word.

"Cereal?" he asks holding up frosted flakes and regular and I pause before making a face.

"Um, yuck no. I'm a grains kind of girl" I wave him off walking down the isle grabbing the large bag of granola. "Here, here cow boy"

Kellan's smile spreads mischievously across his face but he doesn't say a word and I don't prompt him to. The less invasive he becomes the better and keeping the peace was imperative right now.

Checking the last item from the list, I started for the cashier realizing Kellan wasn't beside me. I find him stuck at a shelf comparing nutella jars.

"Really? Nutella?" I asked unimpressed.

"You don't like, I'm a peanut butter and jelly type of girl. If not crunchy peanut butter"

"Yeah, you've got weird taste" he says still holding up both jars.

"Oh for the love of pete" I huff grabbing a small jar and throwing it in with everything else. "Come on pooh, follow the honey"

"Don't have to say it twice Queen bee" Kellan hisses at my ear and I grab a chip from the basket throwing it against his head as he laughs walking away.

"It's gonna be my treat tonight" he says when we've finally loaded everything into his truck as he drives us home.

"You're treat. There's no way I'm letting you near the stove much more to let alone place it near my mouth"

"You don't trust me?" He asked appalled glancing at his mirror before returning his gaze to the road.

"No I don't actually"

"If I wanted to kill you, I'd have plenty opportunity to do so don't you think?"

"Maybe but still...."

"Trust me can't be any worst than what you've had before"

Kellan winks at me and I fight the urge to smile back at him.

We manage to make it through dinner and there's plenty to say about a guy who knows his way around the kitchen, that said, I'll leave that up to your filthy imaginings.

There's really nothing to be said about a man who knows how to cook- you're just twisted.

I curl up on the couch, him a little below my feet while I hug a pillow. The Walking dead scares the living s**t out of me, but I won't ever complain. I won't let him into the darkest secrets of my soul. But then I'm chewing off my nails when the horde practically toppled the diamond fence to the ground heading over and I literally hold my hand when they attack a character.

"Are we gonna watch Winnie the Pooh after to sleep"

"Go to hell!" I shout at him slapping him with my hoarded pillow.

Kellan laughs taking my feet into his lap and I watch him from the corners of my eyes. I scoot a little further down when I begin to feel sleep before dozing off at some point I know not.

It's way past morning when I stir again, jumping from my lonely cradle of the sofa and dashing towards my room. I'm out of time to do much in regards to my business to actually pack and be on the next bus for south Carolina. My shower is quick, less than five minutes and I hop over the entire room pulling up my leggings, grabbing a shirt that's supposed to be a blouse but isn't so I had to tug it off again. Had to tame my wild bed hair, rush back to the bathroom because I forgot to brush my teeth, grumble at my reflection while I'm at it about needing breakfast, and lastly scamper out without since I haven't gotten a damn drive and I haven't packed anything for that long drive or vacation for that matter.

I pull the door open, crashing into Kellan who's also trying to get in. His expression morphs from surprise to appreciation as he takes me in.

"Good morning"

"Go to hell Kellan" I sing hurrying around him. I'm halfway down the hall when I hear him call.

"Vi"

"What?!"

"You're gonna need these"

I hurried back, cursing beneath my breath when he holds my purse and keys out to me. Goodness, I was a scatterbrain today.

"You want me to drop you off?" he asks when I head towards the door again.

I raise a skeptical brow at him.

"Why what's wrong this time?"

"Love, you're wearing socks with slippers. You clearly cannot be trusted to be on your own today"

"I'm just going to the library"

"You might steal a child's library card"

I huffed folding my arm before glancing over at him who's clearing having a field day with my malfunctioning brain.

"Fine" I say going back towards my room to remove the sock. No wonder I was having such difficulty walking fast.

***

So maybe I didn't actually go to the library but a lingerie store and boy did Kellan chew my ear off about it. The worst part of my day was seeing the bastard actually flirting with the cashier while holding his pick of choice in hand.

Can men really get any lower?

"Hello beautiful!"

I almost scream in alarm when I find another man mere inches behind me, his gaze predatory. My heart rocks left and right still traumatized while I calmed myself.

"You're the um...guy I saw"

"Yeah" the stranger nods in affirmation while I blush like an i***t. "Thought it was time to introduce myself since you wouldn't"

I nod. "Well after that show"

"I take it you liked what you saw"

"It was interesting" I admitted. "Do you do that regularly?"

He barks a laugh that makes me jump. "No, but I'm open to audience"

"Interesting"

"What the hell are you doing here Mike?!"

The stranger glances briefly at Kellan rolling his eyes. It didn't take a genius to know they didn't get along.

"Minding my business. I didn't know you were back"

"You're right it's not your business"

"You want to go somewhere?" Mike asks gripping my hand.

Before I'm allowed to open my mouth, Kellan's hands wraps around my waist pulling me against him.

"f**k off Mike, she's mine"

Mike laughs, folding his arms across his chest truly amused.

"Right. Now I know why she was watching me at the window"

That little s**t!

"What did you just say?!" Kellan shot back.

"You heard me. She watched while I f**ked myself. Guess you aren't doing as great a job as you think you're doing"

I wasn't having anymore of either of their self-absorbed bickering as if I've slept with any of them. Damn idiots.

I leave Kellan to park his woman marching up the stairs and heading for the elevator. He doesn't appear when the door dings open and one final glance over my shoulder and I walk in leaving him still. Kellan could be a pain in the ass without even thinking of the repercussions of his actions. So what if he was a little smooth around the edges, a little politeness goes a long way in wooing a woman. Then again his first words to me were scandalous in the very least to say appropriate for day time conversation.

"I can't believe you'd seriously lust after that thing"

I glare at Kellan appalled at his rudeness, when he finally makes it to our flat, and surprisingly without a black eye or bruises.

"It was once okay. And I didn't go out of my way, he was just there when I went to gaze out the window. It's not like I could remove him from my view"

Kellan doesn't respond and I glance over my shoulder, finding him regarding me with that lustful look in his eyes. The ones he refuses to conceal. As if he wants to eat me whole. Always.

"Will you stop that!"

A small smile slowly crawls to his lips, his eyes locked on mine as he takes slow predatory steps towards me.

"What do you want me to stop Vi?"

"The way you look at me"

He hums, reaching forward to take a lock of my hair between his fingers.

"You mean looking at you like I want to bury my face between your legs?"

A gasp leaves me. My s*x throbbing from his words, a betrayal to what I should be feeling.

I feel my face grow warm and I step without him in attempt not to cave.

"Come now Vi" Kellan says unwilling to give me peace of mind. "Don't tell me no one has ever-"

I fill in the words for him. "Licked me clean?"

Tongue f****d me.

"Performed c*********s on you?"

I gape. "What?!"

His eyes light up to a beautiful blue, finding me speechless.

"Now you've learnt a new word" he draws closer, hovering above me. "Don't worry sweet heart, I'll make sure it's a memory you won't forget"

"Who said I was worried?"

Mirth flickers in his eyes, and I internally whither when I realised what I've uttered.

"I....i mean-"

"Don't take it back. You've said what you meant"

His hands slip around my waist, crushing me against his sturdy frame.

"f**k Viven, you don't know what you're doing to me"

The python he has caged up, pokes at me, intimidating me with it's sheer size, wanting to invade me and tear me to shreds. I shudder curious to find out for myself whether the monster lurking beneath the fabric is poisonous or not, but too terrified to initiate anything.

"I'm not doing anything you i***t" He was the one that was making me wet and unreasonable. I push away from him heading for my room. "I'm not letting you anywhere near my body"

I hear him chuckle as I slide the door closed.

"We'll see"

Stupid Kellan.

I strip myself of my tights and undies, digging through my drawer for that little vibrator I've got stowed away. My c**t is so tender that I practically moan aloud when it brushes my flesh. I stack pillows behind my back as I rub it in the juices that Kellan has caused to flow, buckling and mewling to myself. I fall apart just mere minutes after having it impaled myself with the rubbery iron. Buckling, moaning, crying just f*****g falling apart, wet and sweaty. Panting and dazed. I lay limbless against my bed a smile stretched across my face.

"Need some help?" Kellan's voice bounces a cross my door and I freeze before releasing a curse.

"f**k off, Kellan"

He laughs as his feet retreat and I sink back into the bed.

"Make sure you come, sweetheart. It'd be a shame to turn down a good orgasm"

My c**t throbs at the mention of his offer.

Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to have him get me off.

No, no. I facepalm myself. Leave it up to Kellan with his constant lewd thoughts to turn me into some s*x-crazed woman.

Fuck!