Destructive Luxe-A Luxe Novel: Book 2 Page 21

  "Mmm," she hummed, still bobbing, pushing him to the back of her throat.

  "Fuck." He slammed his hand on the steering wheel and slowly came to a stop at a red light. "Fuck," he groaned again as his head dropped to the head rest and his eyes squeezed shut.

  "No road head!" Kurt yelled out the window of the Camaro behind them while flipping him off.

  Justin grinned, returning the gesture with his middle finger out the window. Lilith quickly sat up, wiping her lips and put her seatbelt on.

  "That was the best head I've ever gotten," he blurted and she laughed. She glanced back at Tony who was still passed out. Tucking his softening cock away, he said, "You're fucking amazing," then pulled her to him and kissed her while watching the road.

  "Not that amazing." She smiled sweetly at him. "I have to go home."

  "What? No, no, no. You don't have to go home." He wasn't below begging her. After the blowjob she just gave him, he wanted the chance to return the favor and explore so much more.

  "I do. I'm sorry. My cousin is in town and that was my boyfriend that called. I'm sorry."

  "You can't even drive! You've been drinking."

  "I'm gonna take a cab."

  "El, come on. ZP, come home with me." He grabbed her hand.

  "I can't. I'm sorry. I have work in the morning and I've been promoted to office manager so I can't just screw around."

  "Fuck this shit." The anger that started to show made her study him a minute. "Please, ZP." He looked at her with big blue, begging eyes.

  "You're really cute when you beg, but I can't." She kissed his nose.

  "Let me drive you home. I don't want you takin' a cab, and you can't drive. Your boyfriend won't know because he's up in the apartment."

  "I'm going to the condo." She looked at him.

  "He'll think I'm your driver. I'll drop you fast then I'll leave this in Luxe's spot with Tony in the back."

  "You don't have to do that."

  "El, please let me feel better knowing you got home. I care about you, ZP, don't make me worry. I fuckin' hate worrying."

  "Okay." She subdued her grin.

  "So you're not moving out of the condo? You share the condo with him?"

  "Let's not talk about this, okay? Not after I just gave you a blow job in my boss's car."

  Justin chuckled and ran his finger over her lips. "I want you so bad, princess." He looked back at the road and she stared at his profile, wishing she was going home with him.

  "I didn't intend on doing that." She sheepishly cleared her throat and dropped her head.

  "Don't get shy on me now." He smiled over at her and grabbed her chin, pulling her over for a quick kiss.

  "I want you too, Justin," she said at his lips.

  Without delivering the kiss, he pulled over quickly, checking the mirror to make sure Kurt followed; he did, while throwing his hand out the window in question.

  "Kiss me." Justin unbuckled and leaned toward her.

  Her fingers slid into the soft curls at the back of his head while a hum vibrated from her mouth to his. With a grunt he held her head, pressing harder to her lips while tasting her mouth with a passion only she brought out in him. A knock on the roof disrupted the intense moment and Lilith squeaked, quickly pulling away.

  "If you're gonna fuck on the side of M. Ave, I'm gonna record it," Kurt said, aiming his cellphone at them.

  "Fuck outta here, man." Justin swung his arm at him.

  "Where we goin'? I thought that garage?"

  "I gotta take her home." Justin looked at Kurt.

  "You're not coming over, El?" Kurt sounded disappointed.

  "No." She smiled. "I have work early."

  "That's shit balls. First night I meet you and I don't even get to talk to you."

  "I'll see you again."

  Justin put his seatbelt back on. "Let's go, numb nuts." He reached over and took Lilith's hand, softly rubbing his thumb over her flesh.

  "I know I say it every time, but I had fun." She smiled at him.

  "Me too, El," he said pulling into the condo driveway.

  She looked back at Tony. "Make sure you lock him in the car, crack the windows, and don't take the keys."

  "Go inside, Ms. Condescending."

  She grinned at him and he waited until she was inside with the door closed. Lilith immediately rushed into the bathroom off the hallway and used mouthwash in case Ian was still up.

  "Baby?" he mumbled as she slipped into the dark room. "I tried to wait up."

  "That's okay. I'm gonna brush my teeth," she whispered, hurrying into the bathroom.

  When she came out of the bathroom, he sat up in bed. "I saw Karen today."

  "Oh yeah?" She managed to hide the discontent it made her feel, but it was killing the flutter she'd gotten from Justin.

  "She's not doing good." He yawned.

  "Has she tried to kill herself?"

  "She's been in a strait-jacket most her time there."

  "I'm sorry, baby." She sat on the bed and kissed his head.

  "What's that smell?" He smelled her shirt.

  "I was at a bar with a thousand people and the bar capacity was three hundred. I'm gonna change." She walked into the bathroom and smelled her shirt that smelled like Justin. Quickly yanking it off, she put it on the counter so she wouldn't forget to have it dry cleaned for Tegan.

  Worried about Tony, she quickly text him.

  LILY T: I hope you're alright. You passed out and I drove you to Luxe garage. Don't tell Ian. He's not going to be happy about this. Text me and let me know you're okay when you get this

  After deleting the text, she pulled the leggings off and got into bed. Ian pulled her too him, falling asleep quickly. Lilith lay awake, mentally punishing herself for what she was doing. As much as she told herself Ian did the same, she felt terrible that she hadn't told him about her developing feelings for Justin. It was a restless night and she decided to get up not to disturb Ian's sleep.

  In her shoe room, she pulled a leather bag from the closet and sat on the floor, emptying the contents out. Her high school diploma, report cards her father saved, a picture she drew her dad when she was ten, pictures of her dad and Peachey, a few pictures of Jeremy that he mailed her when they were writing. Lastly was two pictures of her mother. Two pictures she'd only looked at a few times since her mother abandoned her.

  She stared at them, wondering why she did it. There was no doubt in her mind that if her mother never left she would have been more stable. A typical teenage life of friends and boyfriends would have probably prepared her better for adulthood.

  As a young child, Lilith often thought it was something she did to push her away. As much as her dad told her it wasn't her, he never offered explanation. The most she ever got from him was at the age of seventeen and he disclosed that her mother had demons she wouldn't stop feeding, but he never elaborated.

  Every childhood memory Lilith could remember of her mother started replaying in her head while she stared at the photos, until she was in tears gasping for air in between each sob. Her eyes squeezed tightly closed but the flood of tears was too heavy to be stopped. A hand touched her shoulder and Ian sat behind her, pulling her into his lap. She dropped the pictures and threw her arms around his neck, sobbing uncontrollably on his shoulder.

  Seven o'clock approached and Lilith heard Ian's alarm going off in the bedroom. When she looked up at him, black makeup smeared her eyes and her mascara ran in streaks. His devoted gaze spoke in volumes she needed to hear in more than words and she pressed her lips to his while straddling his lap.

  He returned her 'I'm a mess' kiss with one of his own before pulling her tank top off and laying her to her back atop of her memorabilia.

  IAN will never let go of the place he calls mine

  Pushing myself inside her body, I'm staring down at her and she's a fucking mess with makeup running down her cheeks like a whore. Her red lipstick is faint from the night before and I've smeared it around her mouth. Seeing her so vulner
able and coming undone gives me a power because I know I can make her feel whole again.

  I love this woman a psychotic amount and I'd do anything to keep her happy, to get her to stay, but I fear everyday something will take her from me. This isn't the time for my fears; I just want to fuck her misery away.

  Her nails dig deeper into my back and her mouth opens to a perfect O as I thrust a little harder. The fluttering of her eyelids reveal her eyes are rolled back and her hips rise from the floor as whimpering moans sing from her throat. Her hand slips from my back and slaps the hardwood floor as her orgasm hits her full force.

  I pull out so I can watch her squirt as her body convulses. She tries to close her legs but I spread her thighs. When her eyes open they find mine and I don't know what expression I'm giving her but the look she gives me in return is intense. Coupled with the fact she looks like a whore because of her makeup, she's giving me this hungry lustful look that makes my painfully hard cock twitch for her. Before I can mount her again and claim what's mine, she's on her hands and knees, swallowing me to her throat.

  Lily's blowjobs are always phenomenal but this one is different. Her mouth's not only fucking me but tasting me like I'm her last meal, and I'm having a hard time staying on my knees.

  When we fuck showing our need for each other it's so much better. Don't get me wrong, fucking her any time is amazing, but the connection in moments like this always makes me come the hardest.

  I need this woman for the rest of my life. I love her insanely.

  Tony had text her at eight, apologizing profusely and professing he had no idea what happened. She felt guilty, but the night was worth it.

  "Lily, you look so tired." Tash stared at her.

  "I am," she mumbled laying her head on the desk for a brief moment. "We should probably finish the move." She referred to the office they were setting up to share. "How's Veronica doing?"

  "Eh." Tash shrugged.

  "You don't like her?"

  "It's too early."

  "Hello, beautiful!" Ashley blurted standing in the doorway. Tash smiled at her and immediately left the office. "She's afraid of me." Ashley chuckled and closed the door. "I need your body."

  "What?" Lilith muttered leaning back, slouching.

  "When you look like this you're not that enticing." Ashley stared with a cringe. "What's wrong with you?"

  "I went to bed late, did some cocaine, woke up early, drank too much, had amazing sex, I'm exhausted." Lilith brought tired eyes to Ashley who looked concerned.

  "Why don't you go home?"

  "No. I need to be able to juggle my job and life." She rubbed her face. "Are you here to help me move?"

  "No, skank babe, I told you I need you. Also, I sold three sculptures online so I owe you some money."

  "Oh, don't worry about it. I don't need money. I don't need anything."

  Ashley looked at her like she were insane. "You're very hot and cold today."

  "Today? I'm insane. I'm pretty sure I can clinically be diagnosed as insane."

  "Who can't be?" Ashley rolled her eyes. "You need a vacay. So…" She devilishly grinned and Lilith couldn't help but chuckle.

  "So?" She sat up straight.

  "Me, you, Canada, this weekend."

  "This weekend is Daft Punk."

  "That's Friday, honey. You need to get your days straight. Did you clear your schedule?"

  "Shit." Lilith huffed. "I thought it was Saturday."

  "No… Saturday you'll be in Canada with me."

  "What's in Canada?"

  "An art exhibit and I want you as my live model." Ashley grinned at her until the closed door opened.

  "Lily, I need the bank—" Ian stopped when he saw Ashley.

  "Oh, you do still work here." Ashley smirked at him.

  "Not for long. She's takin' over."

  "Probably do a better job than you and dad both." She stood. "I get you Friday to Sunday, deal?"

  Lilith stared at her a minute and slowly nodded.

  "What's Friday to Sunday?" Ian cocked his eyebrow.

  "We're going to Canada and Daft Punk."

  "You have two dates Friday, Lily."

  "I'll have to reschedule. We've had Daft Punk planned a while."

  There was no mistaking Ian's annoyance.

  "I'll have to send a replacement. Maybe Tegan. She did well the last time."

  Ashley leaned over the desk and kissed Lilith's head before exiting.

  "Ian, I want to talk to you about something," Lilith said just as Tash walked back into the room.

  "Oop!" Tash tried to walk back out quickly but Ian stopped her.

  "Not what you think, Tash," Ian muttered.

  Walking back into the office, Tash glanced at Lilith.

  "This weekend I'm going with my fiancé to Canada," Lilith blurted and Ian smirked. "So I won't be in."

  "Just make sure the schedule is covered, Lily. I need the bank statement for October." He left the girls alone.

  Tash looked at Lilith who slouched again with a huff. "Hey," Tash whispered, walking to the desk but watching the door. She squatted next to Lilith and put her hand on her shoulder.

  "I'm okay." Lilith smiled sweetly and sat up straight.

  "Is it Mr. J?"

  "What about him?" Her heart rate began to increase.

  "This has been killing me, Lily. I love Mr. J but I think you should know what he said."

  "What'd he say?" Lilith quietly asked, listening intently.

  "That he used you that day," Tash whispered and Lilith smirked.

  "That's okay, because I was using him too. You don't have anything to worry about, Tash. Ian's a dear friend, but he'll never get the best of me. Now can we please not talk about this anymore?"

  "Yeah, I just didn't know if you were upset about him. I mean you look fine and all but you're not wearing makeup except lipstick and your hair's been slipping from your bun all day and you haven't even attempted to fix it. You seem different." Her delicate explanation of Lilith put together as a mess made her chuckle.

  "I had a late night and early morning." Lilith's eyes fixated on the desk as she thought about her morning with Ian and she smirked. "I'm just really tired."

  "I'm here to talk."

  "Thanks, Tash."

  "Uh, Lily." Richie entered the room beet red, sweat pouring from him.

  "Richie." She stood. "You should have showered at the gym!"

  "Yeah, I will, but Joanna is here." His eyes were wide.

  "Here?" Lilith pointed downward.

  "Yeah. I told her I was working in the building and she showed up! She's downstairs and I don't know what to do, man. I'm kinda freakin' out, ya know?" His eyes went to Tash and she smiled, slipping past him to leave the office. "'Cause like everything. I can't tell her what's goin' on here! My parents won't let me keep this job."

  "No! Don't tell her. I'll come down. You finish your workout and shower. I want you to help Tash move a desk in here. I'll be right back." She attempted to push hair back into her bun but the silky locks wouldn't be tamed.

  "What's goin' on?" Ian asked coming around the corner after seeing Richie run to the elevator.

  "My cousin is here." Lilith rolled her eyes. "She can't come up here."

  "Yeah she can." Ian shrugged. "Bring her up. All we do is sell cosmetics. There's nothing for her to see or do."

  "I don't even know why she's here." Lilith huffed, pushing her hand to the bridge of her nose.

  Ian wanted to pull it down and kiss away her stress. "Calm down," he whispered, placing his hand on her shoulder. "I have something for you soon and when she leaves I want to see you in my office. All of you." He smirked.

  Chuckling, she walked away. She straightened her skirt in the elevator then checked to make sure at least her lips were still red in the reflective wall.

  "Hi!" The fakest smile she could muster pulled at her lips while she hugged Joanna who stood by the gym doors.

  "Hi! I wanted to see where Richie was working." She grinne
d.

  "Oh, upstairs." Lilith pointed upward. "He's just getting a workout in."

  "Yeah. I text him that I was here and I saw him come from the gym." She laughed. "I thought you were a model?" Joanna cocked her head dubiously.

  "I am." Lilith smiled. "But I started here because they really needed help."

  "What's Richie do?"

  "Product delivery." Lilith smiled and Joanna nodded looking like she was waiting to go up to the office. "Do you want to get lunch?" There was no way she was bringing her up there.

  "Uh, sure. Yeah."

  "I'd give you a tour but it's really busy and under a bit of construction. I'll see if Richie will join us." Lilith kept the fake smile plastered.

  "It's alright." Joanna waved her hand toward the gym windows. "Let him pretend to work out. We'll do a girl thing."

  Lilith let out an uncomfortable laugh. "I'm gonna call up and let my boss know."

  "Isn't Ian your boss?"

  Lilith's eyes shot to her; she'd forgotten she told them Ian owned Luxe. "Yeah." She forced the smile a little tighter and walked to the security desk.

  "Afternoon, Lily." The old woman behind the desk nodded.

  "How are you, Grace?" she quietly asked while using the desk phone to call up to Luxe.

  "Tired. Always tired," Grace complained and Lilith smiled.

  "Veronica, this is Lily, put me through to Ian please." Lilith looked at Joanna who was texting on her phone; she rolled her eyes at her unplanned arrival.

  "Lily?" Ian answered.

  "I'm going to take Joanna out for lunch. I don't want her up there," she quietly said and glanced at Grace who pretended not to listen.

  "When will you be back? I have something for you that's arriving soon."

  "I don't know, Ian," she huffed and he sensed her stress.

  "Take your time. She say why she's here?"

  "She said to see where Richie was working but I'll put anything on it that she wants a job."

  "What do you think?" Ian proposed like it was an option Lilith would hire her cousin as an escort.

  "No fuckin' way," Lilith growled quietly. "I'll return. I don't have my phone. Oh, please switch my appointments tomorrow night, either to next week or to another girl. I've really been trying to get Tegan more work. She barely has any clients. I have to go." Lilith hung up and smiled at Grace who smirked. Approaching Joanna, she tried to come up with a way she would let her down easy when the insane bitch asked for a job. "We'll eat in the building. Luxe has a credit line and this is a great Italian place." She pointed to the restaurant across the way.