Fallen
1236 Words
Tori
I drove us to the park.
What else was I supposed to do? The way he smelled was driving me insane. He had a nice woodsy smell, manly and mature. I could probably get lost in his scent. I’d only seen him shirtless in gym class once and I was certain that my panties would cling to me the rest of the day with how wet I became—especially when he caught me gawking at him and winked knowingly. He knew he was good looking; it didn’t take a genius to figure that out.
I was certainly embarrassed, but he never showed an interest in me so I let it go.
He was only showing an interest in me now because I was his prey.
My predator, my protector? Was I in one of my romance novels? Oh God.
I noticed that he kept an eye on me, but I wasn’t sure what I could do at the wheel. Jump out? Ram us into a building so I pretend to hit my head and feign amnesia?
“What’s on your mind?" He asked, snapping me out of my daydream.
“N-nothing,” I shrugged.
There was a silence until I realized he was glaring at me.
“I’m not thinking about anything, Tommy.”
Tommy sighed, “You know what I’m thinking about?”
“I don’t really care.”
Tommy chuckled, “You’ve got such a smartass mouth on you. I could put that mouth to better use than that, though. Shut you up real fast.”
A bully trope with his d**k in my mouth. I should write this story.
Tommy
We ended up eating our snacks on the hood of her car. I knew she didn’t want to be here and she especially didn’t want to be here with me.
“So, what do you do for fun?”I asked her.
She didn’t look at me, “I like to read. What about you? Boosting cars?”
I laughed, “Only on Tuesdays.”
She winced, but she still paid me no mind. I followed her gaze as an older couple strolled by us holding hands.
“Think you’ll ever get married?” I ask her.
That seemed to snap her back to me, “What?”
“Marriage? Kids?”
It was her turn to laugh. I never realized that she had such a contagious laugh. Her hair fell around her shoulders. It was pretty long, almost to her ass and very light blonde. Her mother’s hair was the same color.
“I probably won’t live to see 21 so why bother?”
“Wow,” I gawked at her, “I thought you had more hope than that.”
“Don’t pretend to know me, Tommy. Besides, how the hell am I even going to find a man when I’m hanging out with you?”
“That hurts!" I pretended to grab at my heart, “I could be your man.”
She looked at me, “No.”
I never had a woman tell me no before. That deflated my ego greatly.
“Well, you’re gonna have to play along with me," I reminded her.
“I understand.”
She sounded so reserved, so defeated.
“So, let’s say you live a long life," I began again, “Marriage? Kids? School?”
“I want to be a vet and I don’t know about married with kids," She opened up to me, “You?”
I was surprised she asked me. Everyone seemed to think I’d just end up in jail or dead.
“I wanted to be a tattoo artist," I admitted.
“Wanted? Don’t you still want to?”
I paused, “I don’t know anymore.”
“Wife? Kids?” She was playing me now. She wanted me to give her my info.
“I think this conversation’s over.”
“You started it, Knox.”
I silenced myself for what seemed to be forever.
“I wouldn’t make a good husband. I like to fool around too much," I told her.
She pursed her lips together and damn I was hooked.
“Maybe you underestimate yourself because of your past.”
“You mean my present?”
She didn’t answer. She knew what I meant. If only she knew why I did what I did. What the f**k did I care what she thought?
She knew my dad was in prison for grand theft and assault. She knew my mother was a prostitute. Tori Loomis knew everything thanks to her father.
“People can change,” She told me, “How’s Glenn?”
“How did you,-”
“He was massaging his shoulder quite a bit.”
“He’s fine. What about the cashier?”
“Leroy,” She glared at me, “His name is Leroy and he has a wife and two small children and he is doing well.”
Like this girl was going to guilt me into feeling bad about what went down.
“He shouldn’t have pulled a weapon.”
“Glenn shouldn’t have pulled a weapon.” The fire in her eyes told me she was going to die on this hill so there was no need to argue with her.
“I have to be home by midnight,” She told me, leaving the conversation behind.
“That’s when your dad’s shift is over?”
She nodded, “I don’t have any clients today so what do you want from me?”
“Kiss me.”
Tori
“W-what?” I stammered, my eyes widening in shock and fear.
“Kiss me,” Tommy repeated.
“No,” I crossed my arms over my stomach, “I don’t think so.”
“Didn’t I say you’d do what I asked of you?”
I swallowed hard. I didn’t even want to know what else he had in mind.
“Tommy, please don’t do this to me,” I begged.
“Why not? It’s just a kiss, Tori.”
Suddenly, his phone rang and he kept his eye on me while answering.
“Yeah, we’ll be there soon,” He was saying, “Just get some burgers and don’t forget Lexi and Hazel will be there tonight.”
He spoke some more and then shoved the phone in his pocket.
“Now, where were we?” He leaned into me and I pushed myself off the bench and walked away.
“No, I’m not kissing you so don’t touch me!” I commanded loud enough for the older couple to hear me.
Tommy reddened, “Don’t test me, Tori.”
“Then just f**k off,”I told him, grabbing my trash and walking back to my car, “We’re done. I’m going to the cops. I don’t care anymore.”
Tommy grabbed my arm, whirling me around to face him, his hard body rubbing against mine, "You know that’s not going to happen.”
“Neither is kissing you or sleeping with you or anything else!”
He smiled and loosened his grip on my arms, “You win—for now. Trust me, you’ll be begging me to f**k you sooner or later.”
I slipped out of his grasp, tossing my trash in a nearby can, “In your dreams, Knox.”
If only he knew, he’d been in my fantasies for years.
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