Chapter Three: Things we do for lust (Part one)

Chapter three.

Things we do for lust.

Elliott

Metallica pounded in my ears as my hands and feet moved methodically, skating around the smooth tar, the wheels underneath my feet gliding smoothly as I speared and deposited trash into the black garbage bag I carried.

Community service in the height of the South Carolina summer is so wrong, but what’s a bitch to do?

Especially when it court mandated community service.

I sighed and wiped sweat off my brow, this sucks! Eleven weeks of community service because of that shit Wesley Eckhart and his stupid red Honda.

Jesus! When I get my hands on his slimy self, I will rip his fucking balls off and use them as ping pong balls. Fuck him!

I speared at an empty plastic bottle hard, imagining Wesley’s disgusting face on it. Yep! Wesley is at the top of my murder list.

Number two is the main person who put me in this mess, that snitch with the great eyes; Kain Griffin. That snitching son of a bitch! I can believe he told the cops on me! After I sucked on his sexy fucking earlobe. But… By fuck that was hot. He and his muscular arms and his hot dead eyes had my pussy in a haze, I just barely kept it together when threatening him, although he didn’t seem bothered by my threats. Hell, he even smiled when I pointed the gun at him.

Weird dude. Weird but sexy. But no doubt on my Murder list.

I am going to beat him to a fucking pulp the next time I see him, then I’m going to ride his fucking face to the moon and back.

I smiled at my thoughts and blinked up at the blazing sun above me. Shit was it hot?.

Wait a minute! Where was that bitch Robbi and his godforsaken partner Eric?

I glanced around the little group of reflective jacket wearing offenders, seemingly engaged in their garbage picking, without finding those fucks dumpy blue cop uniforms. Aren’t they supposed to be out here supervising us?

I frowned when I spotted them sprawled out in their squad car parked a few meters away from our little group, snoring.

Lazy fuckers, I could just leave and they won’t even notice.

A loud roar of a motorcycle approaching made me turn back to the highway, what the hell? Who the hell owned a Harley in this dead beat town?

The roar grew louder and over the small hill, a black leather wearing, dark helmeted rider straddling the meanest looking motorcycle I’ve ever seen came riding.

Everyone stopped and stared as he screeched to a stop right in front of me. I watched as he placed his booted feet on the asphalt and whipped off his reflective helmet.

Cold, black eyes stared at me out of a model like face I had just fantasized of sitting on.

Kain Griffin grinned at me, swinging his long legs over the bike and rising to his full intimidating height “Hey Stranger” he rumbled down at me, that sexy as hell grin still on his face

Fuck. Why are my panties getting wet? But Hell! He is one fucking looker. With that dark, soft looking curly hair and that pierced nose….. Why do I have a weakness for guys with piercings, especially tongue piercings. Tell me he doesn’t have a tongue piercing?

Slowly I watched him lick his rosy lips, almost passing out when I caught a glimpse of silver. Fuck he does have a tongue piercing. I wonder how that would feel on my clit…..

I shook my head internally, what the fuck are you thinking El? This guy snitched on you to the cops and what do they say snitches deserve?

My fist closed tightly around  the shaft of my garbage stick and I raised it above my head in a flash, my red hot anger returning in full force. He barely had time to blink before I was wacking him across the face with the hilt of my stick.

I ignored his curses and continued my assault, hitting him anywhere I could reach, hissing my displeasure under my breath

“You fucking snitch!” I screamed, twacking him on his stupid sexy head. Fuck I was like a baseball batter on his ass.

Why wasn’t he screaming at me to stop hitting him?

I heard familiar voices yelling before an arm clamped around my waist, dragging me away from a crouching Kain.

“Get the fuck off me!” I bellowed, fighting savagely against the person that held me back.

“Stop resisting Elliot or I will have to arrest you again” The person said and I immediately knew who it was. Robbi. But before I could do anything, Kain loomed over us, his face like thunder. Fuck he looked angry.

That made me even more wet for him.

“Don’t ever interrupt her when she’s hitting me” he hissed out before throwing out a ringed fist, I ducked out of the way just in time for him to knock Officer Robbi’s lights out.

‘Damn’ I thought as I watched Robbi fall to the floor ‘ He sure hits hard, he would make a kick ass boxer’

God I can’t wait to fuck him.

My stunned eyes caught Officer Eric hurrying towards us, one hand on the taser in his belt. No, he was going to tase Kain.

I jumped up just in time and sent him flying backwards with a forward kick.  He landed on his butt a few meters away and I let out a maniac like laugh. Serves his ass right.

I sucked in a breath after my little psychotic break and whirled to see Kain standing over Robbi’s prone body, a wide ass smile on his face. He looked cute, like a kid in a candy store. His eyes met mine and his smile grew even brighter, so bright, I found myself smiling too.

He’s crazy, I like crazy.

“Let’s do community service together” he let out breathlessly “That’s what I rode down here to tell you Elliot Frost”

He really is crazy.

“I hate to burst your bubble dude, but you need to have committed a crime to be able to do community service” I stated, still smiling.

He motioned to Officer Robbi’s still prone body “Does knocking out a weak ass police officer count as a punishable crime?”

I shrugged “Yea, but you only get a night in jail for that”

He bit his lip meditatively and I swear I almost creamed my pants.

Then his face lit up into another smile and he started walking towards me, my breath got shallower with every step he took, and by the time he was standing over me, my heart was racing like crazy.

“Can I borrow that?” he asked softly, his deep voice barely audible but I heard it. He was motioning to the garbage stick I still held tightly in my fist.

I nodded once, unable to answer and held it out to him. i watched in wonder as he plucked it out of my fingers, giving me a heart stopping wink before stalking away, stepping over groaning Officer Eric who was still massaging the bump at the back of his skull from his encounter with the asphalt.

I could hear the chatter of my other group members as I continued staring at Kain as he stopped at the parked squad car, raised the stick over his head and brought it down with incredible force, denting the metal stick and cracking the windshield of the car. He didn’t stop hitting it until the glass was a spiderwebbed mess and the stick was bent almost backwards.

I couldn’t help letting out a loud delighted squeal when Eric regained his senses and managed to pin Kain against the hood of the car, cuffing him. I was next. I was so happy to be arrested.

Happiest day of my life easily.

Kain and I spent the ride to the station making out with no hands and I was right. His tongue piercing felt amazing in my mouth.

To be continued........