Chapter 17 - Scar

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Poor little Knuckles jealous of me flirting with that guy at the gas station, this is going to be fun. I can't trust him and I can't stay with him any longer than I have to to protect him from Alec, so I may as well have some fun with him for tonight.

I finish applying my make up in the mirror and step out of the bathroom, I laugh to myself when I see Knuckles checking me out. I head over to my bags and grab my heels before slipping them on

"Ready?" I ask as I pick up my jacket but Knuckles is too busy staring at my ass to answer, it's working. Hopefully there are some suckers at the bar I can make some cash off of and then I want Knuckles, I probably won't see him again after we arrive in North Carolina tomorrow so I want him one last time before I move on.

"I'm driving this time." Knuckles says as he picks the keys up from the nightstand, his eyes finally removing themselves from my ass. I don't protest this time and follow him out to the truck

"So how does this work exactly? Guys just fall at your feet and you empty their wallets while they aren't looking or what?" He asks as we head for the bar

"Well you saw me playing pool that night, it's usually either that or poker, I get them to teach me how to play because I'm just a clueless little girl and then I put money on the second game and clean up." I reply

"Surely that doesn't work, guys can't be that stupid."

"It's worked so far." I smirk as he pulls into the parking lot

"Give me a few minutes before you come in, it won't work if they think we're together." I say as I step out of the truck, I turn back to look at him and notice him watch my skirt ride up my thighs as I step down. I walk into the bar and order myself a drink, I slowly walk around and check out the crowd for my next victim.

I take a seat at a table by the pool table and watch the game playing in front of me. I twirl my glass of whiskey and watch the ice dance around as I rest my cheek on my open hand

"Well you look kinda sad sat there all by yourself." I look up and see a guy in his early 20's wearing blue jeans and a check button down shirt smiling at me, hello pretty victim. I smile at him as he sits opposite me

"What's a lady as pretty as you doing sitting alone in a bar like this?" He asks as he places down his beer

"I was just watching the pool, looks like fun." I smile before taking a sip from my drink

"I'm Jack, I know a thing or two about pool, maybe when my buddies finish we could play." He smiles, but I notice him smiling at my breasts, not my face

"I'd love that, but I don't know anything about it, you'd have to show me how." I pout and I see his eyes light up

"Oh I'm sure I could teach you, sorry I didn't catch your name." He says as he stands and walks around the small table to me

"Natalia." I say as he takes my hand and leads me over to the table as his friends finish up their game. I quickly look around the room and see Knuckles sitting at the bar watching me, I wink at him before Jack places his hand on my lower back and guides me to the foot of the table

"I'll show you how to set them up, then I'll let you break." He says as he lines up the balls, mansplaining the whole thing and I pretend I'm fascinated. He picks up a cue and shows me how to hold it, I bend over the table and take aim but then I feel Jacks hips flush against my ass as he adjusts my hold and helps me angle properly, any excuse these fellas need to feel me up huh?

"It must just be beginners luck." I giggle as I pick up $200 from the table, not as much as I hoped to make, but it helps.

"Well how about a rematch only we play for... uh something else." Jack says as his eyes travel down my body

"I would love to Jack but it's getting late, I should probably get home." I smile as I tuck the money in my bra.

"That's a good idea, I'll walk you out." I know where this is heading.

"Thank you Jack, for everything, but I gotta go. I'm sure I'll see you again." I reply putting distance between us and heading for the door, suddenly I feel his hand on my shoulder spin me around to face him

"Come on Natalia, the nights just getting started." He says pulling my body against his. I open my mouth but before words can get out I watch jack fly back away from me, blood pouring from his nose

"I think the girl said goodnight asshole." I hear Knuckles behind me before he pulls me out of the bar and to the truck

"I had that handled, you don't need to rescue me, yet again." I say as I climb up into the truck

"He was an ass and wasn't taking no, I had enough of watching you with him anyway." He says as he starts the engine

"You weren't jealous were you Knuckles?" I gasp

"Fuck." He groans and before I realise what's happening I'm lifted across the truck and find myself straddling Knuckles, my chest against his and my ass against the steering wheel. Knuckles hand travels into my hair and gently pulls on my hair so I lift my head up until our lips meet. It takes me a few seconds to catch up to what is happening before my lips begin to move with his, I moan as his tongue slides into my mouth and I'm met with that familiar taste that I dreamt about.

"Let's take this back to the motel." Knuckles says as our lips part

"Here's good." Is all I reply before I find the lever and recline his chair back and our lips meet once again. I run my hands over his shirt, feeling the solid muscles underneath, as I grind my hips against him. It's his turn to groan and his hands squeeze my ass as my hands travel back down his body in search of his belt buckle. Our lips part as I lift his shirt over his head and throw it into the back seat

"You know everyone leaving the bar can see us." Knuckles says as I kiss down his chest

"Who cares." I reply as his hands slide under my skirt to my lace panties. I gasp when he runs his fingers through my folds and to my core

"Fuck you're wet." He groans as his fingers begin to work me. Through the haze his fingers have inflicted on my vision I manage to open his belt and jeans and slide my hand in to begin returning the favour. Knuckles uses his free hand to pull me to him and kisses me roughly, his beard against my soft skin is exactly as I remembered it and we moan into each other's mouths. He removes his hand from my panties and I'm disappointed until I see him pull a condom from his back pocket. I take it from him, ripping the packet open with my teeth

"You sure you wanna do this here?" He questions

"Have you suddenly gone shy on me Knuckles?" I reply as I slide the condom down his length

"Fuck no." He replies as he lifts me up and pulling my panties to the side he lowers me onto him

"Fuck." I gasp as he fills me. I brace myself on his shoulders and begin to move, grinding against and lifting my hips up and down. He helps me move and I'm suddenly aware of the lack of room but I don't care. Now I know why I couldn't get him out of my head after last time, it's fucking amazing.

"Oh god Knuckles." I moan as I feel the waves of pleasure building with each thrust, him lifting his hips to meet mine.

"Caleb." He grunts and I look at him confused

"My real name." He says between thrusts before his lips crash into mine. I tilt my head back as I feel my orgasm about to hit

"Fuck, Caleb." I moan as my orgasm hits and I lose control

"Scarlett." He groans as his release hits and he fills the condom. I fall forward against him and rest my head on his shoulder as I catch my breath. After a minute or two I lift myself up and move back over to the passenger seat.

I already know this was a mistake, after last time I didn't understand why I couldn't get him out of my head but now I know why. I feel something for Knuckles, Caleb, something more than lust and now I know that I have to leave him before Alec finds out about him, but that is going to be so much harder now.

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