Almost went bankrupt in trying to save my home,” he shook his head, sat back and went back to his food.
“But I bet your friend Blaine helped you out. He gave you the 74
money to get into the Compound to get that piece of ass you wanted so badly, huh?” The question had him stopping with his fork next to his mouth. “Don’t answer that. I know.” Instead of eating, she pushed herself away from the table. “I need some air.”
* * * *
Devon pushed his own plate away when she stood and walked out. Only a few minutes went by before his gut was telling him that her simply “going out for air” wasn’t that simple. She was up to something.
Standing up, he went to the back door, not really expecting her to be standing there getting the air she claimed she needed.
“Kera!” he yelled. No response. “Damnit,” he looked around, stepping off the back porch, hands on his hips. Yep, she was running. It was the only thing that made sense at this moment.
Kera was a runner. Hell, the first time he saw her she was running away. Now the real question that was left for him to answer was in what direction was she headed?
Into the woods he went, looking around, listening for any sounds that someone might be running. A crunch to his right and Devon was taking off running in the direction of the sound.
He saw the trail Kera had unintentionally left behind, saw the path that she was taking and knew exactly where she was heading, even if she didn’t. When he saw a flash of her hair, he smiled, running in the opposite direction.
Devon caught her right at the meadow by the hot springs he had intended to show her today, before Cameron showed up and messed up his plans. He snaked his arm around her waist, and they both fell to the ground in a roll. Kera hit and kicked Devon as he pinned her arms to the ground, sliding between her legs.
“So what made you run this time?” Devon grunted when he rolled her over and a knee found his gut.
“Get off!” she screamed. Kera managed to free her arms twist her body around and crawl out from under him. Devon cursed as a leg connected brutally with his chest.
“Damn it!” He grunted again.
Devon took hold of her waist, slipping his hands inside the waistline of her jeans. With a firm grip on her jeans, he yanked her back to him, making sure to bump his now hard cock against 75
her ass. It seemed that every time they fought he suddenly became hard as stone. Quickly dropping his weight on top of her, he held her arms out to the sides. Hooking his feet under her ankles, he stopped all of her kicking at once.
“Done yet?” he asked breathing roughly.
“Not even close!”
“What the hell did I do to piss you off now?” again he grunted as he spoke, struggling to hold her down.”
“You breathe!”
Devon chuckled, but ’he wasn’t amused, “Oh that’s nice.”
“So who do I really belong to, Blaine or you?”
“Do you want to know why the men have to pay a fee to get into the Compound?”
“I know enough,” she huffed, trying again to get out from under him. “You used me then just like you used the other girls, and when you get tired, I go right back so you can get someone else; someone that fits in.”
“When did I ever use you?” He frowned, “And I swear if you don’t stop that shit about not belonging I’m going to put you over my knee.”
Kera tried to make another lunge to get up, but with Devon’s weight on her back, it was impossible. “Get off, you fuck!”
Devon smiled. “I see your temper is back in full swing.”
He moved her wrists so that he could hold both with one hand then moved his free hand to the bottom of her shirt. Quickly he gathered it over her head and off her arms, throwing it to the side, taking hold once more of her wrists before she could start swinging.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Kera yelled at him.
Devon didn’t answer her. Instead he unclasped her bra and
“But I bet your friend Blaine helped you out. He gave you the 74
money to get into the Compound to get that piece of ass you wanted so badly, huh?” The question had him stopping with his fork next to his mouth. “Don’t answer that. I know.” Instead of eating, she pushed herself away from the table. “I need some air.”
* * * *
Devon pushed his own plate away when she stood and walked out. Only a few minutes went by before his gut was telling him that her simply “going out for air” wasn’t that simple. She was up to something.
Standing up, he went to the back door, not really expecting her to be standing there getting the air she claimed she needed.
“Kera!” he yelled. No response. “Damnit,” he looked around, stepping off the back porch, hands on his hips. Yep, she was running. It was the only thing that made sense at this moment.
Kera was a runner. Hell, the first time he saw her she was running away. Now the real question that was left for him to answer was in what direction was she headed?
Into the woods he went, looking around, listening for any sounds that someone might be running. A crunch to his right and Devon was taking off running in the direction of the sound.
He saw the trail Kera had unintentionally left behind, saw the path that she was taking and knew exactly where she was heading, even if she didn’t. When he saw a flash of her hair, he smiled, running in the opposite direction.
Devon caught her right at the meadow by the hot springs he had intended to show her today, before Cameron showed up and messed up his plans. He snaked his arm around her waist, and they both fell to the ground in a roll. Kera hit and kicked Devon as he pinned her arms to the ground, sliding between her legs.
“So what made you run this time?” Devon grunted when he rolled her over and a knee found his gut.
“Get off!” she screamed. Kera managed to free her arms twist her body around and crawl out from under him. Devon cursed as a leg connected brutally with his chest.
“Damn it!” He grunted again.
Devon took hold of her waist, slipping his hands inside the waistline of her jeans. With a firm grip on her jeans, he yanked her back to him, making sure to bump his now hard cock against 75
her ass. It seemed that every time they fought he suddenly became hard as stone. Quickly dropping his weight on top of her, he held her arms out to the sides. Hooking his feet under her ankles, he stopped all of her kicking at once.
“Done yet?” he asked breathing roughly.
“Not even close!”
“What the hell did I do to piss you off now?” again he grunted as he spoke, struggling to hold her down.”
“You breathe!”
Devon chuckled, but ’he wasn’t amused, “Oh that’s nice.”
“So who do I really belong to, Blaine or you?”
“Do you want to know why the men have to pay a fee to get into the Compound?”
“I know enough,” she huffed, trying again to get out from under him. “You used me then just like you used the other girls, and when you get tired, I go right back so you can get someone else; someone that fits in.”
“When did I ever use you?” He frowned, “And I swear if you don’t stop that shit about not belonging I’m going to put you over my knee.”
Kera tried to make another lunge to get up, but with Devon’s weight on her back, it was impossible. “Get off, you fuck!”
Devon smiled. “I see your temper is back in full swing.”
He moved her wrists so that he could hold both with one hand then moved his free hand to the bottom of her shirt. Quickly he gathered it over her head and off her arms, throwing it to the side, taking hold once more of her wrists before she could start swinging.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Kera yelled at him.
Devon didn’t answer her. Instead he unclasped her bra and
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