The Runaway Sub. (Book Three)

Chapter 6

I like the way she looks at me.
-A. E

Jane

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"Jane! Jane!"

I could hear my name being called and although I really wanted to run into the arms of the one girl I spent months trying to erase from my mind, and inevitably failing... I couldn't.

I shouldn't even be here. I only came to see my cousin Carrie because it was supposed to be her wedding day but as it turned out I was a day early so I just decided to stop at a bar for a drink when I heard the unmistakable voice of Darcy and was held captive by her beauty. I'm pulled to a stop by her and I slowly turned as we stood in the semi crowded hall.

"Oh my gosh! It is you!"

She pulls me into a tight embrace and I tried mouthing a mantra in my head but her scent soon became too intoxicating and her warm body had me morphing into her. I took a deep breath and already, I could feel my body getting weak. There was the smell of alcohol coming from her which surprised me since I knew she didn't drink.

"Where have you been?!" She accused, her words surprisingly clear even though she looked high. "I've been searching everywhere for you. How could you just leave like that?! No goodbyes, no nothing."

Darcy was rambling on and on and with each accusation I felt more guilty. "I'm sorry." Is all I can muster and I watch as her eyes soften a bit.

"You just left Jay; no goodbyes, nothing. Do you know how crazy life has been without you? How could you just up and leave?"

"I had too. I'm not like you and Carrie, I can't deal with rejection and hatred and the pain that comes with seeing the disappointment written on everyone's face. I'm not as strong as you guys."

"You could have called me." She argued. "I would have come get you and we could have moved in together... figured everything out. Instead, you chose to drop everything and go ghost for a few months-"

"It's not like I wanted too! I thought of you every single-"

"If you had really missed me... thought of me every single day, then you would have called... texted... anything. You didn't miss me Jay."

"I did! I just needed to clear my head-"

"For nearly five months!"

"You don't understand-"

"No! I don't. You don't just go ghost for five months and then show up and expect to be forgiven like that-"

"I didn't come here with the intention of seeing you Darce. I came to see Carrie."

I didn't mean for her to know that and the look on her face made it all too clear that she didn't want to either.

"So what?" She began softly, a hint of hurt and anger in her voice. "You just wanted me to fulfill your wild fantasies and now that you've had a taste and chucked me to the curb, you can finally go back to that boy of yours?"

"Darce I never said that."

"To believe I actually thought that you liked me, that maybe there was a chance for the two of us actually being together. I guess this is what I get for falling for a straight girl don't worry Jay, I've finally learnt my lesson."

I saw the hurt in her eyes and my heart broke once more at the thought that I might lose her again. I didn't have to stay here but I needed her to know that those feelings were not one sided. I grabbed her hands as she was about to walk away from me and without thought, crashed my lips to hers.

In that kiss she felt my confusion, my desperation, my pain. I literally kissed her like she was air and I was drowning. As cliche as that sounds, that's exactly how I felt. Her lips tasted of a mixture of alcohol and fruits and I slipped my tongue to graze hers. By the time we pulled away, we were both out of breath but the lust in Darcy's eyes were unmistakable.

She smirks at me and in an instant I feel the wall as she pushes me against it. Her hands seeks out my body as her mouth terrorizes my neck and I ignore the people staring at us as they passed by. My body was on fire from each touch felt and I was ready to combust when she suddenly pulled away. The smirk returned to her face before she was pulling me towards the exit.

The atmosphere outside was chilly and quiet as I was being led to the dark, vacant parking lot across the street from the bar. There were a few abandoned cars parked and I withheld my giggle as she never slowed on our walk to the back. She suddenly stops and before I can wrap my head around it, I'm forced against one of the cars as her hot mouth takes command of my own.

A moan escapes me as I feel my nipples tighten and I pull her hair painfully tight in a mad attempt to bring her body closer. I can't believe I went months without her kiss, without her touch, without her expert body taking my inexperienced one, out of this world. Her cold hand were on my breasts, tugging at my nipples and I moaned against her lips as my downstairs started to heat up.

"You have no idea how often I've dreamt of this moment." She whispers as her teeth leave small marks from my ear to my tender tips.

I knew we shouldn't be doing this; here, now, but I did miss her and I definitely missed this, so I ignored her drunken state and held her closer to me.

The cold breeze, her hot mouth and her expert hands was all I ever needed and within minutes I was moaning out her name. This is what I liked about her, what I missed. Her just taking me wherever, whenever, however and me generally not caring.

My body is propped further up the rusty old car and my legs part as Darcy pushes my underwear to the side. She wastes no time in aligning her head with my heat and I let scape a loud, throaty moan as her hot mouth got to work. The mixture of warmth and cold was out of this world and I held her head firm as I moved my hips.

She was an expert, no doubt about that.

I was her slave, that much was clear.

Two fingers slowly made their way inside me and once again my body went into overdrive as she took me for one of the highs I'd gotten accustomed to yet somehow forgot. I screamed her name over and over again as I orgasmed and it felt never ending as she never ceased her actions.

When Darcy finally came up for air, I crashed my lips against hers and didn't miss the giggle that died as I literally left her breathless. In minutes we were just a mess of arms and legs as clothing disappeared from our being. We somehow made do with the damaged car as we both fit perfectly on top of it. Me lying with Darcy on top. My legs were once more spread as she sat on me; vaginas connecting and our hot wetness feeling heavenly against the cold breeze.

On cue we both moaned and Darcy held my leg against her breast as she slowly rode me. Everything about this moment needed to be captured and savoured but I had no time to do this as she gradually increased until we had a mad frenzy built up. My free leg was suddenly around her waist and we both moaned as our cunts got wetter.

In no time my body was shuddering with my next intense orgasm as Darcy gently squeezed the tips of my breasts, coming down from her own high.

Names were being moaned, hearts synchronizing and bodies never ending as we both drove the other over the edge.

This was what I've missed, what I've craved, what I've waited for.

And this... this was what I've finally gotten.