Love Race (Channing Tatum)

Chapter 4: Angel Of Darkness

The love is lost
Beauty and light
Have vanished from garden of delight
The dreams are gone
Midnight has come
The darkness is our new kingdom

Channing POV~

I was so mad at her, I couldn't wrap my own head around it. So, I took her. Right there against the makeup table.

She was enjoying my anger, I just kept going. Thrusting into her, rutting like an animal in heat. Her moans got to me all the time, she was just perfect in the fucked up way.

I pin her hands behind her back, catching a glance at her in the mirror I see her smiling and moaning in ecstasy.

"Ch-Channing. Fuck, so good." I pull out and flip her to face me before picking her up and pinning her against the trailer wall.

Entering her again, she moans and presses her lips to mine. "I fucking hate you." I growl as I smack her ass, making her squeal. I bury my head into her neck, biting it and for sure leaving a mark.

"You don't hate me. You just hate the way I act." She cockily says making me snap my hips into hers, she grabs at my throat. I smack her hand away and pin her hands above her head with one hand.

"You're right. But I love the way you feel. Fucking bitch." My thrusts become sloppy as I groan and still, letting my load fill her up.

"You little cum dumpster." I release her hands and set her down and help her pull her jeans back up. I pull mine up and don't have time to react when she brings me to her lips.

I moan as I pull her closer by her waist, her arms wrap around my neck as she deepens the kiss. "Can I ask you something?" She mumbles against my lips, I nod as I pull away and lay kisses on her neck.

"Wanna make this a thing? We don't sleep with anyone else but each other?" She leans into my kisses before I go back to her lips.

"Okay. You promise to not sleep with anyone else?" She nods before laying kisses against my chest. "You're too good. I'd rather have you to myself."

~*~

Natasha POV~

"So, what happened between you and Channing earlier?" Damon smirks as he looks over at me from the driver's seat.

"Nothing. Why?" I shrug, trying to hide my smirk. Damon chuckles and pats my thigh, "Oh, baby sister. You need to learn to lie better. That and you need to cover up your neck." I lower the mirror and see the bite marks Channing left.

"Motherfucker." I roll my eyes before flipping the mirror up and smiling. "I got fucked and I got fucked good." The boys groan in disgust, I giggle as we arrive at my apartment.

"So, we have to head home. Elena and Caroline have been asking us nonstop where we are. And you know that they think you're a bad infulence on us." I roll my eyes and nod. "So, we came to drop you off and we already called and Uber so you don't insist on taking us."

I sigh, "Fine. Just call me when you land?" We get out of the car and they hug me as their Uber shows up.

"Bye, Dame. Bye, Steffy." They wave towards me as they get into their car and leave to the airport.

I look down at my keys in my hand and smile at the thought that they got this car for me.

I am really lucky in the brother department.

~*~

After having a nice shower, I decided to flop down on my couch with some champagne and strawberries. I turn on my tv and decide to watch Channing's movie, 21 Jump Street.

I almost choke on my drink when the drug scene comes up, I should call Jonah. I reach for my phone and dial his number.

After two rings, he picks up.

"Hey, Natasha! Haven't heard from you in a while. What's up?"
"Well, I'm watching your movie 21 Jump Street and I just missed you. I'm at my apartment. You anywhere near?"
"Actually, I am. I remember you telling me about that little diner a couple blocks away so I came to try the food. I just finished, I'm on my way."
"Okay, I'll open up another bottle of champagne."
"Alright. See you in a bit."

I smile as I get up and go into my pantry to get another bottle of champagne, shortly after, I hear a knock at my door.

I walk over and look through the peephole to see Jonah on the other side. I open the door and embrace him, "Hey, Jonah. Oh, I've missed you so much." He chuckles as I pull away and let him inside.

He sits on the couch while I get another glass and a basket full of strawberries for us. I walk over and join him before restarting the movie.

"Strawberries, huh?" Jonah chuckles as I take a bite of one.

"Gives the drink more flavor. At least that's what Richard Gere said." I laugh.

"Pretty Woman? Really?" He laughs with me, I shrug as we go back and watch the movie.

"You know, I actually enjoy this movie. I love the way you guys portrayed the lifestyle of two stereotypes."

"What can I say? I am a nerd in real life." He shakes his head, "So, what's it like working with Channing one-on-one? I loved it but what's he like with you?" I smirk as I look over at him and show him my neck.

He gasps, "You didn't!" He moves closer to inspect it. I giggle as he runs his finger over it.

"How was it?" He asked. I roll my eyes back, remembering how good he felt inside me.

"That good, huh?" I giggle and nod, he chuckles as the limo chase scene comes up.

I point at the screen when Channing is trying to fight off the drunk girl tugging at his pants. "See? That's how big he actually was."

Jonah laughs, "I thought there was something about him." I shake my head, there's a knock at my door.

I look at Jonah in confusion, "Did you call anyone over?" He shakes his head and gives me the same confused look. I walk over to the door and look through the peephole.

"You've got to be kidding me." I say under my breath before looking at Jonah, "I apologize in advance." He gives me a sorrowful look as he knows who's here.

I open the door, "Hello, Natasha."

"Hi, Mom."