"You...you''''''''reawake?"
Hesseljerkedback,thesuddeurnfromheavehjoltinghisfoggybrainintosharpcrity.
Thetruthwas,Reyahadwokenupthemomeeredher—he''''''''djustbeentoolostiasy,eyesshuttight,tonotice.
Hersleepinthecarhadbeenpartlyduetothedruggedwater,butmorethanthat,shewasgenuinelyexhausted.
Lately,fatiguehadbeeastantpanion.Especiallyafterputtinginoversixteenhoursofworkthedaybefore,evenafullnight''''''''ssleephadn''''''''trechargedher.
Thism,she''''''''dstillhelpedcarrybasketafterbasketofmeataablesattherestaurant.Agreeingtoapanythebossonthissupplyrunwas,inpart,anescape—acetosteamomentofrestamidhergruelingschedule.Ifthebosstoldhertocatchupohejob,whowasshetorefuse?
ThedosethatcouldhavekanelephanthadlittleeffeReya.Now,inthedimlight,hereyesgleamedastheyfixedonthemanbeforeher—stilllydressedfromthewaistup,butfullyexposedbelow.HergazewasshtandsteadyitsentwavesofguiltshootingthroughHessel.
He''''''''dusedthismethodtosleepwithseveralgirlsbefore.They''''''''dalwayswokenupwithnomemoryofpened—andnoreasontopintothebuyers.
Butthistime,shewasawake.Nowhehadarealdilemma:shouldheghwiththedealornot?
Ifhedidn''''''''t,he''''''''dbelosingasignifitamountofmoney—shewasdefinitelyarareone.
Ifhedid,shecouldtellthebuyerhe''''''''dassaultedher.Hisreputationwouldberuined.Fromthenon,his"goods"wouldlosetheirvalue.Evenifheouchedanain,noonewouldbelievehim.Pasttsmighteveerhim—andhecouldn''''''''truleoutthepossibilityitwouldcosthimhislife.
Acoldresolvesettledinhisheart.Sioodtoloseeitherway,hemightaswelltakehispleasurefirst—thensilenceherfood.Itwasashametodestroysomethingsodelicate,butitwasbetterthanfagunknowntroubleorriskinghislife.Therewerealwaysmirlsoutthere—especiallyinthiscity,fullofyouiesdreamingofabetterlife,allofthemripeforthepig.
Withthatthought,theshodhesitationvanishedfromHessel''''''''sface,repcedbyasly,cruelsmirk.
"Sinceyou''''''''reawake,beagoodgirndcooperate.I''''''''lltreatyht.Butifyouscreamle...well,let''''''''sjustsayyou''''''''llregretit."
"Soyhtmealongto''''''''pickupsupplies''''''''justtosleepwithme?"
Reya''''''''stonewaseerilycalm,asifshewereaskihertheyweregoingoutfordinner.
Hesselwastakenaback,butalsued.
"Withbodylikeyoursandafacethatpretty,weren''''''''tyoumadetobeenjoyedbymen?Iseeyou''''''''renotevenwearingunderwear—what,wereyouhopingtoseducemygood-for-nothingson?"
"Ijustprefernottowearany,"Reyarepliedtruthfully.Ifshecould,she''''''''dwearnothingatall.
"Isthatso?Didn''''''''ttakeyouforsuchalittleminx.IfI''''''''dknownearlier—"
HesselbrokeoffashefeltReya''''''''sfootgentlytoyingwithhisstill-hardlength,likeakittenpawingataballofyarn.
Athick,floral-fruitystbegantopermeatetheair—overripeandcloyinglysweet.Theshoducedcrityinhismindblurredoncemore,cloudedbyahazyfog.
"Youeagerlittleslut,"hegrowled,grabbinghermischievousfootandpressingakisstoitbeforeyankinghercloserbytheankle.
"Let''''''''sseejusthowimpatientyoureallyare."
Reyawas,infact,reallyimpatient.Themomeeredher,itwasliketossingfreshmeatbeforealionstarvedforamonth—anuntrolble,ravenoushungersurgedupfromwithinher.
Heliftedherlegsoverhisshouldersand,withoneforcefulthrust,pluothepathtoheaven.
"Oh...howareyouthistight?Tryingtosqueezethelifeoutofme,youlittleminx?"
Itfeltlikesinkingintoah,surroundedbyrisingbubblesthatenvelopedhimpletely.
Hebeganmovinghiships,eachwithdrawalmetbywhatfeltliketlesstinyhandsgingtohim,reluttoletgo,andeveryforushasifdelvingintoabottomlessdepth.Hisistonedlikeawound-upbeast,drivingiharelentless,franticrhythm.
Reya''''''''sslender,palelegswerepressedtogetheratthekneesbyhishands,whichmadehergeventighteraroundhisthick,hardeh.
"Oh,youlittleslut...You''''''''resotight,sohungryforit—howlonghasitbeensinceyou''''''''vebeenFKed?"
"Amonth,"Reyaanswered,herfacedevoidofexpression.
Hefalteredforaheartbeat—somethioff,instinctively—butitwastootetodwellonitnoinganarmaroundhernarrowwaist,heguidedherhipsagainsthisandloweredhismouthtoherchest,drawingonepalepinknipplebetweenhislips.
Tohissurprise,afaint,unfamiliarsweetouchedhistongue.
"Mmm...you''''''''resosweet.Haveyou...givenbirth?No,that''''''''tbe—you''''''''restillsotight.Didsomeonegiveyouctogens?Yourmilk...it''''''''ssosweet...I''''''''tgetenough."
Hisvoicegrewrough,desireoverridingreason.
"Fuck,Idon''''''''tthinkIbringmyselftokillyounow.Whydon''''''''tyouebackwithme?Youlikemyrottenson,don''''''''tyou?HowaboutwebothFKyoutogether?Let''''''''sseejusthowmuchofalittleslutyoureallybe."
"Idon''''''''twanttosleepwithhim,"Reyasaidcalmly,herbodyshakingrhythmicallyfromhisforcefulthrusts.
"What?"
"Idon''''''''twanttosleepwithKurt."
"Why?"
"BecauseIlikehim."
ReyawatchedoldHessel''''''''sslightlycloudedeyes.Hefrozeaboveher,trembling.
Hewouldneveruandwhythisgirl—whohadjustfessedherfeelingsforhisson—refusedtohavesexwithhim.