A deal with the devil

Darcy

Every system in my body stopped functioning as the smirk didn’t wipe off Grayson’s face. His long, veiny fingers held his phone, which had taken a record of my atrocity.

“Grayson.” I whispered, palm going wet with itchy sweat.

“Don’t act soft like that. You were really acting so smart in those cupboards, like a little sewer rat.” Grayson scoffed, his phone now hanging loosely between his fingers.

“Grayson.” I called his name again, maybe saying it would help change his mind, but that would never work. Not when he was staring at me like he could snap my head off any wrong second.

“I wonder how this would taste in Lee’s mouth. Sweet ex-captain.” He drew the word out in a slur, like he was tasting how it felt to be called an ex-captain.

He stood in front of me. The heat from his body slapped my face with a sudden twist. I felt his hands slowly slide under my jacket, onto my naked skin. He pinched till it stung and I shivered.

“Grayson.” The word fell out as a moan.

I couldn’t be doing this. Shit.

“What? You’re horny even when stealing?” He raised a brow. Grey dark lids dragged over my body with lust and something I couldn’t quite place.

“I’m not. It’s the heat. The room is a bit…” I bit my lips in embarrassment.

Grayson released a short laugh, taking a step back, and I had a full glimpse of his crotch. He was fuck hard. Like hell hard.

He noticed me staring and a crooked curve formed on his lips, perfect and annoying. “You’re looking down a bit too much.”

“Grayson, this is not a joke. Stop laughing and let’s talk about this shit.” I balled my fist, teeth aching.

“Let’s talk? About what?” He teased.

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“Says who?”

“Says me.” My frown deepened.

“You need a pass for that, Williams.” Grayson leaned on the desk like he had all the freaking time in the world.

“You don’t understand anything. I need this.” My eyes went hot with anger and all the pent-up annoyance.

“I don’t need to understand fuck about you, sweetie. This isn’t the first time. You sold all the gifts I bought for you when we were still a thing. You thought I wouldn’t know?” His face flashed with hurt and something bitter I couldn’t place.

Guilt burned hotter than the shame in my gut. My throat throbbed so painfully.

“I needed money.” My voice went shallow.

“Forget it.” Grayson looked away.

The silence sat between us for a second. Just long enough for the old ache to press against my ribs again — the fact that he still never asked why I left.

“I’ll do anything you ask. Just please don’t tell on me.” My shaky fingers fidgeted on my jacket.

Grayson’s gaze snapped back to me, amusement written on his face. “Desperate little bitch. What did you think you could give me?” He asked tauntingly, lips twitching.

I stared deep into his eyes, making sure he could see the hatred I had spent time faking. “Anything.”

“You’ll fuck me?” He rubbed his bulging cock that I was sure had no underpants holding it.

My legs nearly gave way. My eyes couldn’t leave that thick spot on his sweatpants. “You’ve changed a lot, Grayson.” I looked down at my feet.

A slight chuckle escaped his lips, darkly. “I didn’t change. I only learned how to chase the dog.” He took heavy, precise steps toward me. The room suddenly froze. The noise downstairs now felt like a dream.

I moved, one step at a time, till my back hit the wall.

“You think I came back for your stupid love?” He laughed devilishly, like some drunk spirit. “I fucking came back to breed that ass till it knows only me.”

My body clenched harder into the wall. I didn’t understand why his words made my chest pull painfully. I wasn’t expecting him to play prince charming — he never was — and it made my chest go tight.  

But it hurt more that he never asked why I’d left. Not like I could tell him if he ever asked. My ribs felt like they’d been stabbed.

“What do you want now?” I glared at his cold expression, still caged under his muscled arm.

“Your body.” He said it without hesitation.

I stayed quiet a second longer than I meant to. The ache from last night was still there — deep, stubborn — and now he was asking for more of the same.

“You’ll keep my secret?” I raised my eyes to meet him. The little light cast between us made my thighs clench.

“Mm.” His grey eyes didn’t leave my blue ones.

This would be easy. I could fuck anyone. My ex wouldn’t count, right?

“Can I give you a blowjob? I don’t think I can handle your maniac stamina.” I whispered, lips too close to his bobbing throat.

“I’m glad you didn’t forget. Now face the wall and draw your pants down.”

His command sent me jerking hard. Thick liquid dropped down my thigh, cold and sticky.

I still felt sore from last night. My ass still felt used and my legs might completely go useless if he went even a single round. But with zero thoughts I turned to the wall. My pants pulled down to my knees slowly as cold air slapped my naked ass. I moaned with a leaking cock when he hadn’t even touched me.

Grayson’s jaw tightened as he stared at my reddened ass. His eyes flew up to me again and he made slow, domineering steps toward me.  

My breath hitched with shakiness as his fingers traced the marks on my thighs.  

My heart threatened to burst out at the thought that he might find out I was already marked by him last night.

What are you thinking, Darcy? You broke up with him.

“Grayson.” I fought to suppress the moan, my eyes turning with growing ecstasy.

“Don’t you dare call my name. I won’t take it easy on you.”  

His deep, rough voice vibrated in my ears.

He gripped my aching ass roughly, his fingers digging into it. “What did you steal that for?”  

He pressed the cold cameras to my skin.

“Personal reasons.” I bared my teeth, nails digging into the wall.

His chuckle vibrated through my back, his crotch now so close to my ass. I felt him through my naked skin — the strained cock begging for release.  

The cameras were tossed back into the cupboard with a loud click. I shuddered against the wall.

“Nothing is personal with you anymore. You belong to me.” He leaned into my ear, toned chest pressed hard against my back. “If you want money, I’ll give it to you. I’m that generous.” Grayson spanked my ass hard, his voice rough and on the edge.  

Tears sprang into my eyes. I bit my lips to hide the sound. But my cock still leaked like it wasn’t in the meeting to pretend he doesn’t get to me.

“Yes. As long as you keep my secret, I’m yours.” A desperate cry left my lips as I kept jerking off against the cold wall. I couldn’t care more about sanity when Grayson kept eating me up with amusement, grinding me further into the wall with his hands.

“That’s it, boy. Be good.” His waistband snapped. I could feel the weight behind me.

I pressed my chin to the wall, waiting for him to keep taking his time.  

The head of his cock rubbed my apex, pulsing heat from it warming my back, and the weight… It felt so good. Ridiculously. I didn’t mean to remember how he’d felt inside me, but yeah, I did.

“Grayson.”

“Shut up.”

He cut me off before I even started. He plunged inside me without warning or whistle. He just slammed into me with unguarded pressure, his whole length going in with a rough thrust that made his balls slap my entrance, almost threatening to go in too.

“Ahh—” The pain seared into my back. My legs gave up completely. He pulled out softly, almost enjoying the painful slowness.

Then he went in with more force again. This time a rough sound escaped his lips and reached my ears.

Grayson angled his hips upward, his thrusts now precisely rough and deep, aching forward and holding me stable against the wall as he kept fucking me in and out.

He lifted my hip, spreading me wider for him.  

“Yeah, don’t, Gray—” A senseless moan escaped my lips, loud and stupid.

“You want people to know you’re fucking your new captain in the coach’s office?” He panted behind me, not dropping his pace.

“You keep fucking me like you’re holding a grudge. It’s painful.” I turned sharply to him. He pushed me back into the wall as I kept jerking from his brutality.

He placed a hand on the wall under my wet, drooling lips. “Bite it. I won’t promise how hard I will go. But I’m gonna break you.” He pinched my nipple with his free hand.

The pain shot up my skull. I instinctively bit his arm, my teeth sinking into his skin, tasting cedar and copper.

He didn’t even flinch as my teeth stuck to his skin and I kept biting harder, and he wasn’t going gentler either.

He lifted me up entirely. My pants dropped to the floor with a soft sound. I circled my legs around him, his cock still buried deep inside me.

“Fuck.” He cursed as his teeth grazed my neck and earlobes, sending shockwaves. I wrapped my arms around his neck, fisting his braids in my fingers and biting on his shoulder. Tears welled in my eyes as he kept going.

I wasn’t sure I heard well, but a foot shuffled by the door. My heart skipped, almost jumping into my mouth.  

Phone light flashed by the door, the light seeping into the closed door.

“Gray.” I let go of him, though my arms were still around his neck.  

“Someone’s at the door, Gray.”

Gray wasn’t listening. He just kept pounding into me with closed eyes and parted lips.

My fingers curled. I kept bouncing on his cock and the footsteps weren’t one anymore.

“Grayson, snap out of it. We would get caught.” I whispered hushly, tapping him, but he didn’t budge.

That was it.  

Grayson never paused during sex — not until he came.  

The door creaked open.