Cruise Control (Watchers Crew) (9 page)

Chapter Eleven

“No. I didn’t fuck Owl.”

I looked Ellie up and down as she denied fucking my boyfriend -no. Not, my boyfriend. My lover? My fuck buddy?

I didn’t even know what the hell we were. I knew that he’d promised he wouldn’t be with another girl so long as I only came for him. But Ellie had the look of a girl who’d come recently. I knew that look because I’d been doing a lot of it these past couple of weeks.

Ellie stood on the curb waiting for a ride to Owl and his boys’ party alongside me. She’d lost that innocent sheen since the last time I’d seen her. Presently, she looked like she’d been thoroughly fucked and was eager for more. If she was out here waiting for a ride, I had to assume that Hawk got his hands on her, likely more than just his hands. I was relieved to hear that Owl didn’t have a hand in whatever went on between Ellie and the Watchers Crew; that Owl had kept his word just like he’d told me he would.

“But he was there,” Ellie said. “He watched.”

I stiffened. I tried to keep my face passive, but inside my head my thoughts were paddling furiously, like a duck in still waters.
 

The deal Owl and I struck had been that he wouldn’t fuck another girl. We’d said nothing about him watching another girl get fucked.

He hadn’t touched her. He said he liked to watch. He hadn’t lied. He hadn’t cheated. But still, I felt a sense of betrayal.

“I don’t know you, Ellie,” I said. “But you look like you don’t have much experience with the world. So I’ll do you a favor and tell you this much: a woman shouldn’t have to share her man. If she shares him with another, then he never was hers to begin with.”

I cringed at the sound of my mother’s voice coming out of my mouth. The sound of an engine growling halted any further conversation between Ellie and I. Owl pulled up in his car. The growling engine gave the illusion that the dragons on either side of his vehicle were the ones puffing out hot flames from the exhaust.

Owl hopped out of the driver’s side with his normal cocky grin plastered over his face. He didn’t glance over at Ellie. He came straight for me.
 

“Hey, baby,” he said.

All I could think of was those dark, intense eyes watching Ellie as she came. Why hadn’t he come over and watched me come instead? What did she have that I didn’t? It had to be that whole innocent thing. I couldn’t compete with that. My innocence had been given away years ago. Suspicion and bitterness were all that was left in its wake.
 

Owl reached for me, but I jerked away from him. I crossed my arms over my chest and turned my head away.

He frowned, and then he looked over at Ellie. I studied him as he studied her, trying to gage if he lingered on some part of her in particular. Was it the way she dressed? Her breasts? The demure look in her eyes? I could probably mimic that.

But Owl’s glance was swift. He didn’t linger on any of Ellie’s body parts. He looked her dead in the eye. “Hey, Ellie. Hawk said you needed a ride.”

He opened the rear passenger door of his car and Ellie climbed in. “Buckle up,” he said to her. “It’s going to be a bumpy ride.”

He shut the door and turned back to me. He leaned against the frame of the car, crossed his arms over his chest, and raised that eyebrow. His body was at ease while mine was coiled with tension.

His eyes took a slow path from my heels, up my legs. He smiled when he came to my crotch area. It was a secret smile, a possessive smile. He bit his lip when he got to my breasts. Then those calm, cool eyes reached my face. He said nothing. Just like he’d build me up and wait for me to come, he simply waited for my anger and insecurities to explode.

“Did you fuck her?”

Owl cocked his head, observing me. “Do you think I fucked her?”
 

Right there, in that moment, I knew he didn’t. But suspicion and jealousy were like a disease inside of me. My own reasoning had never been able to manage the symptoms. I reached for the only thing that had ever been able to temporarily relieve the side effects.

“I need you to tell me the truth,
”
I said.
“
I need you to say it.”

In the past, I’d often caught my boyfriends red-handed. I’d seen Sergio with his hands all over that woman in the club the night I’d met Owl. Sergio had said it wasn’t what I thought it was. If Owl hadn’t have been there, with his hand holding me still, I may have gone back to Sergio because hearing those false words would’ve rung true in my messed up head.

I didn’t want to leave Owl. I needed him to stay and say the words. To deny any wrongdoing.

“I wanted to fuck Ellie,” he said.
 

I shut my eyes. Those were not the words I needed to hear. They made the sickness flare. My palms sweat. Hives broke out on my neck. I knew that if I put my hand to my head I’d feel the signs of a fever coming on.

“But,” he said, “I told you I wouldn’t.”

I opened my eyes. “She said you watched the others fuck her.”

“I did. I watched her get fucked.” He waited patiently while I swallowed that bitter pill. “As much as Ellie likes to get fucked by the crew, she only comes for Hawk. That’s good for Hawk because he likes to watch others get his girl off. Did I want to participate? Hell, yeah. Ellie comes off shy, but once you get your hands on her, she doesn’t hold back.”

I looked back into the car seeing red in the reflection of the tinted windows. The tint blocked my view of eager, easy Ellie who sat comfortably out of the day’s heat while I was a blazing cauldron of jealousy.

When I spoke, it was with my mother’s voice again. “A woman shouldn’t have to share her man. If she shares him with another, then he never was hers to begin with.”

Owl took my chin in his fingers gently, but his control over my head was absolute. “That is complete bullshit. Whoever told you that was selfish, self-centered, and had low self-esteem.” He held my chin firm. He wouldn’t let me look away from him.
 

“My mother told me that.”

“Then I’m sorry about your daddy issues.”

I jerked away from him. He let me go this time. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“More bullshit,” he said calmly. “I know what’s important to you because I listen to you. I pay attention to your needs and I respect them. I did not fuck Ellie.” He enunciated every word. “I didn’t put my dick into her. I didn’t lick her pussy. I didn’t kiss her. These are the things that are important to you fuck-wise, right?”

I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. We both knew he was right.

“It’s selfish of you to ask me to give up the things I enjoy so you can pretend that you’re more comfortable with what we have between us. When, at the end of the day, you’re not. The reason your relationships end, Kira, is not because the men you choose cheat. It’s because you don’t trust them to begin with.”

I turned away from him, but he rounded on me.

“There is something between us,” he said. “I feel it too, baby.”
 

I looked up at him. My hands had been crossed over my chest. I now clasped my hands together at my heart.

“But just because I feel something different, something more, for you,” he continued, “that doesn’t mean I don’t want to fuck other girls.”

My fingers fell away from each other. My hands fell away from my heart and down to my sides.

“But I won’t.” Owl reached for me. “Not until you trust me, and you’re comfortable with the idea.”

I watched the words come out of his mouth. “I don’t understand you.”

“I don’t understand your need to keep tabs on my dick when it’s not in you. I gave you my word when you gave me control of your orgasms. Do you think I’m going change my mind, change how I feel, because I dip into some random pussy?”

“Most men think with their dicks.”

“Dicks aren’t the dumb instruments women think they are. You just encountered a bunch of assholes. I don’t mind if you fuck another dude, Kira. As long as they know how to treat you right. I want you to feel good even when I’m not around.”

“You want me to fuck your friends? Like Ellie?”

Owl shrugged. “You might like it.”

“But I thought you didn’t want me to come for anybody but you.”

He smiled. “I don’t. And you won’t. Because that,” he pointed to my pussy, “is all mine."

That one word sailed into my brain and stirred up all kinds of emotions.

Mine
.

“How’s that not you being selfish?” I challenged him. “Keeping my orgasms all to yourself.”

“Because I’m willing to share them with others. I just need to be the one in control of them.”

That made no kind of sense. But before I could launch into an argument, Owl brought me to him with a light kiss on the lips. His tongue did a slow invasion of my mouth. His hand slipped down to my ass. His fingers roamed into my crack and reached around.

“Tell me it’s mine, Kira.”

There was no hesitation in my body to give over to him. Owl might profess to not think with his dick, but I was clearly thinking with my clit with his hands all over me. “It’s yours, Owl.”

More than anything, I wanted to be his. I wanted to be wrapped up in the security of belonging to someone. I wanted to feel safe that I wouldn’t be left alone.

None of my other boyfriends had claimed me like this. Owl openly called me his. Most of my exes didn’t like PDA because they were always on the hunt for the next girl. But Owl put his arm around me out in public, in the middle of his friends, and in front of girls he clearly had been fucking on a regular basis. Here we were in the middle of the school parking lot, making out for all to see that we were together in this… whatever the hell it was.

"Tell me I’m the only one who presses that button, Kira.”

I felt my clit pulse in response to his voice as though it was his pet and he’d called its name. It sat up on its hind legs, throbbing for a treat.

“Tell me I’m the only one that can make you shake, make you beg for release.”

My knees felt weak just at the mention of what he’d done to me in the past, what he could do to me. My clit was mewling, salivating. All it would take was one flick of his finger and I’d purr in release.

I tried to pull away, to catch my breath, and then I saw. We had an audience. Most of the faces I didn’t recognize, but a few I did. The men looked on with appreciation. The women’s faces were a mix of envy and judgment.

“Owl, stop. Not here.”

Owl only had eyes for me. He ignored the crowd, but he did pull back. He didn’t look pleased to have been told to stop.

My clit whimpered under the glare of his stare. His fingers pressed into my hip. If he lowered them just another inch, I would start to tremble out in the middle of the street, with all these people watching. I felt helpless, completely at his mercy.

“Owl please. Don’t.”

And then, finally, he broke out into a smile. “I love it when you beg, baby.” He pecked me on the cheek and then opened the front passenger door for me.

I got in, shaken by how close I’d come to coming.
 

I’d completely forgotten Ellie was in the backseat.

Chapter Twelve

Inside the house it looked like something out of a rap video. Pulsing music blared from speakers set in the four corners of the room. Porn played on the flat screen mounted on the wall. The scene on display mirrored the scene in reality; an orgy.

There were near naked and fully naked girls prancing around the room, huddled in corners, or splayed across furniture. Some appeared to wait patiently in a queue like they would for a ride at an amusement park, only the ride was a guy’s dick. Other girls took to the floor or up against a wall and rode each other.

No act looked sacred, and no one appeared exclusive. I watched one girl slide off one guy’s dick and back her ass onto another guy’s cock.

I watched a guy pull his dick out of the ass of one girl and put it into the mouth of another. Neither woman protested. In fact, the girl who’d just had her ass fucked curled up next to them and watched the guy fuck the other girl’s face with hungry eyes. Not an ounce of jealousy or bitterness crinkled her sated face.

And then there was Ellie.

Ellie made a beeline to Hawk who sat in a chair that reminded me of a throne. There had been another girl on his lap, but he shooed her away to make room for Little Miss Eager and Easy.

Ellie sat down next to Hawk. His eyes were rapt on her. I knew that look in Hawk’s eyes. I’d seen it in the mirror more times than I could count. It was clear to me that Hawk wanted more than a fling with Ellie.

Ellie stood and got undressed in front of the room full of people. Her eager fingers shook as she removed each article of clothing, but she stayed focused on Hawk as though his was the only attention that mattered to her. Once she was naked, Hawk turned her around, so she faced outward, for every one to see. He slipped his thick dick into her and began to fuck her.

I knew I should look away, which was an odd thought. I’d had no problems staring at everyone else in the room as they performed sexual acts I’d never seen in any online porno. I hadn’t looked away from any of them. But it was different when it was someone I knew.

I knew Ellie. Not well, but well enough to realize I’d be looking her in the eye tomorrow. When I saw her tomorrow, dressed in her skirt and those patent leather shoes, this is what I would remember. Her pink-tipped breasts bouncing up and down on her chest. Her bare pussy being spread wide, dripping its juices down a dark dick. Her pale face contorted in unabashed ecstasy as her body shook and she came hard.

I was breathing just as hard as Ellie when Hawk embraced her. He turned her head around and looked at her like she was a prize. If I’d felt like a voyeur before, I was a down right Peeping Tom now. That look was by far the most intimate thing going on in this room full of naked cunts and cocks. But just as soon as I’d seen it, it was gone. Hawk shuttered his expression and handed Ellie over to Eagle.

I let out a strangled breath as I watched the exchange. I couldn’t understand it? Hawk clearly had feelings for Ellie, and she obviously carried the same torch for him. But he’d just let his woman go off with another man, and she didn’t seem the least bit put out about it. There was a spark of excitement in her eyes as Eagle carried her off.