Reckless - S01 E69

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Reckless - S01 E69

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 69

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Phone went flying to the wall of the bathroom immediately after the post.

The device cracked with the glass, and it shattered across the wet ground, sharing it’s parts to the flood.

When his lips came crashing on hers, she lost her grip on reality, swirling in his bewitching intoxication.

His lips.

Those consuming lips are the most sumptuous thing she had ever tasted. So tender. So kissable. So addictive.

The way they claimed hers.

The way they danced on her face—danced with her own lips.

The way they devoured her.

She went lost in his trap, and nothing about her is screaming for help. She wants this too—craves his depravity.

Her soul got corrupted than it already was. Her mind got tainted.

She doesn’t even know where to hold cos all of him is voluptuous.

His large abs? They slipped out of her hold after a minute cos of the water.

His jacket? The water won’t even let her hold it cos it’s slippery too.

His face? She’d have to stand on her toes to hold it, and she’s not ready to strain those toes.

So…she palmed the wall behind herself, slipping on the glass as the kiss became a depiction of madness.

He kissed her with reckless abandon. Like she’s a warfront he came to claim and is already claiming.

When his fingers resumed moving in her opening, her Mõ@nings slurred.

Now it’s easier than that night inside emerald woods. She feels more comfortable now.

The fingers slid in and out so fast. She screamed. He’s going as deep as the end of his fingers at each th-ru_st, and her breaths gagged in his mouth.

Her stomach clenched, the pouring water turning hot with the mood. Her head spun, legs shaking on the wet flooded group, shower spilling with perfect splashes over them.

The sound of fingers Fuçkin’ her tight pvxxy mixed with the running shower, his groans her Mõ@ns.

And of course it was obscene, insanity wrapped in intimacy.

He hardened the kiss, again, his fingers slashing her, Fuçkin faster, digging and pumping.

She lost her mind, and her eyes went blurry as her lips slipped out of his mouth, their eyes met.

“Oh my gawd oh my gawd! Oh my gosh! Slow dow—ahh! Geez! Coveeeee….fûck, fûck! Yess!!!!”

“Please don’t stop! This is so Fuçkin good! I don’t want you to stop! Gawd damnit! I’m…mmoreee I want more!”

She didn’t shy, didn’t coy off. She let it all out. The Mõ@ns, the screams, the hungry cries for more.

Using his second hand to rub her clît, his fingers continued the Fuçking, the pace turned murderous.

“Mmmm!!! Yes!” She cried, gripping the shirt under his jacket, the veins on his arms stretching as his fingers wretched her. She shattered.

But he didn’t stop. He kept going, slamming, th-ru_sting.

“Tell me you don’t want me to stop, again.” He groaned.

th-ru_st.

“Don’t stop! Oh my…Cove!!”

“This pvxxy, belongs to who?” He asked, slowing down, eyes softening a bit before picking the ruthlessness back up. His eyes kept twitching.

“You… It’s you …” She shook her head, pvxxy on fire. His fingers th-ru_sts hardened, yet again.

“Tell me you want me so bad. Tell me you want me as much as I do.” He kissed her chest, the nîpples.

She grunted, hips bucking.

He grabbed her face, angling it just right. “Say it…” He whispered, eyes burning with something greater than obsession. Something obscure.

“I…want you….so bad.” She stuttered, and his lips descended on her skin.

Those precious lips began licking her again like a newborn.

She doesn’t want this to stop. She’d die if any interruption happens. She wants to be licked like this for life.

She loves that tongue since he did it to her in the tub, and now she’s in the nine clouds again.

Her hands bunched his hair as his tongue did her neck, carpeted the slope of her breàsts, down her flat belly, he kissed her belly ring and kissed the waist chains one by one without missing any.

Her head went back, leaning against the glass, dwindling.

All these while, his fingers are still hooked inside her.

He licked down her pvxxy, and his fingers finally fell out, but it was immediately replaced by his mouth.

Stacy’s eyes nearly stopped working. Everywhere darkened, and in the darkness, she saw the whole galaxy. Stars, moon, dippers, solar system.

Her mouth opened, but nothing intelligible came out.

He ate her clît, sucked the pinkness and inhaled the sweet scent, using his tongue to flip it apart before licking into her deepest core.

“Fûck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Her scream wasn’t bounded, it lacked restraints. She leaked into his mouth, but he wasn’t satisfied.

He went on and on and on. Her world blackened once again.

She rocked her hips, riding his face.

He pulled at her clît and let it hang on his teeth before letting go, and his tongue entered again.

“I’m gonna….ahhh” She gasped, losing her breaths for real.

Her eyes blurred.

He th-ru_sted his tongue, sucking her juices again.

“Oh…. My….”

She couldn’t finish that, cos her eyes really closed, and her body dropped.

She passed out, and Cove was fast to pick her up, licking his lips with a satisfying smirk on his lips.

In her unconscious state, he kissed the heat of her pvxxy, then kissed her lips before carrying her out of the bathroom in a bridal style.

—

[Outright Medias]

Albert was already prepared for the talk even before Kaylee arrived, so immediately she touched down at his office, he tendered the leatherback docvment on the table with a smile.

Kaylee picked it up and opened eagarly, and what she met inside made her lips curl with a smile.

It’s the drafted agreement, promising that their kids are to get engaged by next month-end.

“I never knew the great Albert who was so determined to not go against her daughter’s wish would be the same person drafting an engagement proposal himself.” She said.

“What is to be done has to be done, Kaylee. That garage boy is like a pandemic that needs to be contained. I won’t let her contaminate my daughter. Did you see the comments about her online?” Albert said.

“If you’re talking about DIAMONDS, Dorian already went live to caution them. He threatened them with the withdrawal of his album, and that got them real bad, so they’ve stopped the dragging and all troll account has been deleted.” Kaylee cleared.

“I’m not talking about DIAMONDS, I’m talking about the society at large. I’m Albert Montana, my name rings bells across continents, and a riffraff is just gonna ruin my daughter’s reputation? Nah…” Albert sighed.

“Hmm,” Kaylee smiled wider. “Well let’s sign up for greatness. I really can’t wait to see them share rings.”

She picked her pen, signing fast. She brought Dorian’s seal while coming here, so her secretary behind her passed it to her.

She took it, pressed the wordings on the ink and stamped for Dorian too.

Albert signed his part and since Stacy has no official stamp, he signed boldly in her place.

“And it’s done!” Kaylee chuckled. “I knew coming to Los Angeles would be the best decision of my forties. I don’t care if it’s just an engagement, but by next month-end? The whole world will know about it! You know I love blowing things up. Gawd, I can’t believe my Rian would be getting engaged to the girl of his dreams finally! I’m so fulfilled!”

“I haven’t been more happy, Kaylee.” Albert grinned. “We’re going to protect our wards at all costs.”

He stood and picked a wine glass from the center table.

Kaylee did the same.

“To more incoming collaborations. To the start of a new era!” She said.

“Cheers!” Albert raised his glass, and they were about to clink their glasses together then Albert’s secretary rushed into the office.

“Sir! Sir, there’s an issue!”

“Why are you running like a refugee!” Albert scolded.

“Is everything ok?” Kaylee asked, looking genuinely concerned.

“A post just went viral right now from user 120 on IG! It tagged the two of you! You need to see it! The internet is blowing again!” The secretary said breathlessly, sweat dropping.

Kaylee and Albert exchanged looks, then they dropped their glasses at once and picked their phones.

They only needed few seconds before their hearts were broken.

A picture of Stacy in the shower—only her face though, but the way water is cascading down her head shows she’s in the shower.

The way her mouth is open, brows are arched and eyes are rolled….

It shows something intimate is definitely going on, and the person behind her?

Cove???

“What the….” Kaylee gasped.

“I swear to gawd this is Stacy’s shower at home!” Albert shouted.

“What!” Kaylee gasped.

—

[Montana Mansion]

When Stacy woke up five minutes later, she was in bed, totally dressed.

She smells cream on herself too so she’s definitely creamed already.

Pink P@?tië? is on her, she’s wearing the shortest of her bum shorts which left out her butt cheeks, a white singlet with a jean jacket on top.

The jacket is definitely not hers, it belongs to….

She sat up, and she indeed saw him sitting beside her in bed, gazing at her intently like he wants to gobble and swallow her in one gulp.

Like a predator.

And when she remembered she actually passed out when his mouth was working on her coochie, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

She turned her face away, but he turned it back to himself by holding her neck, firmly but it doesn’t hurt.

“Shyness doesn’t fit you, Dollface.” He whispered.

“You’re making it worse,” she whispered back.

He lifted his full brows. “You don’t like it?”

She has come to a conclusion that he likes praises. Is that a kink?

“I…love it, just never felt that way before.” She said.

“You’ll feel that way often from now on. Ride on my waves.” He whispered again, deeply.

She smiled, but her cheeks still remained red.

“I have something nastier here though,” he flipped his phone open and showed her the post he made.

“I knew you were the 120 username stalker.” She muttered.

“That’s not what you should be talking about right now. Did my Dollface just ignore the core topic?” His head went tilted.

“I don’t care about the post you made, so far only my face showed in the pictures. I needed something to sway my dad, and this might just be the best answer.” She confessed.

He smiled again, pulling her to his laps. She straddled him.

“You creamed me? Dressed me up and even went as far as wearing P@?tië? for me in my unconscious state? How shameless.” She said, arms wrapped around his neck.

And that was when she realized he has changed his own clothes too. He’s wearing one of her big T-shirt which looks fitted on him.

His trousers is leather, so the shower water didn’t affect it. He kept it on.

His hair is still slightly wet. He obviously blowdried it with her dryer, and he dried her hair too.

It’s still damp like his own.

“Shamelessness ain’t a disease. I’d change your pad if you ever menstruate with me.” He said.

Stacy’s heart skipped a few beats, and she stopped moving, going still as their eyes locked, tight.

She wants to kiss him. She hasn’t made the first move to kiss him before, and she wants to do it now…

“How did you enter with the guards around the house?” She asked a question instead.

“You’re never getting that outta me,” he replied, dropping her. He took her hand, holding her by the wrist.

He pulled her out of the room, and she quickly picked a face cap before stepping out with him.

“Where are we going?” She asked.

“That remains to be found out.” He replied absolutely.

She had to tip on her toes before covering his head with the cap, and his face shows he doesn’t like it.

At all.

She has never seen a cap on him, so maybe his change in mood is valid.

“For the guards,” she said.

He didn’t reply, he just continued pulling her, and she followed.

Thanks to the cap, his face was hidden as they strolled to the car.

Stacy secretly mouthed some words to one of the guards before entering one of her cars with Cove.

She drove. She won’t have him drive and smash them on a truck with his phobia for cars.

It’s already enough that he’s inside this car with her.

A minute after she drove out of that estate, Albert’s car drove inside, and Kaylee’s car followed.

“Where’s Stacy?” Albert asked the guards breathlessly.

“She left just now with a classmate!” The guards reported.

“With a classmate?” Kaylee yelled. “A classmate or that bastard?”

She slapped that particular guard.

Anita drove into the compound, rushing out of her Mazda when she felt the thick tension in the air.

“Sir?” She rushed to Albert. “What’s the issue?”

“Why are you just coming!!!!” Albert yelled at her.

Anita flinched.

“They couldn’t have gone far,” Kaylee said, getting back in her car. “Let’s chase down the vermin!”

—

Stacy barely drove for five minutes before Cove’s head started acting up again. The voices roared.

When they landed in Las Vegas on Saturday, he rode in a car with Trinidad to the resort among other students. It was Trinidad who drove, and he didn’t get an attack.

He expected it to be like that again for this one, but he was wrong.

His head jingled.

“Bringing you to this world was your father’s mistake!”

“You’re so d@mn cruel you deserve hell without a chance of purgatory!”

“Your father should have killed you that day after your mother jumped in the river! You should have followed your mother to hell!”

“How could you…end your father’s life for properties!!! Why!!!! He loved you so much!”

The voices made him hold his head with an hand, feeling like a volcano is erupting right inside. Like someone is clobbering it with a sledgehammer.

“Stop the car,” he muttered.

Stacy who has been noticing the change in his mood blinked.

They’re in an express, so stopping the car is not possible…

“Stop the d@mn car!” He shouted,eyes changing color to red already.

The wheels rolled carelessly in Stacy’s palms, and she drove the car into a strip mall park on the express.

Cove even came out before her. He grabbed her hand again, panting as he took her into the mall.

They only passed by it though,they came out through the backdoor. Cove was ready to slap himself to expel the voices from his head when Stacy pushed him to the back wall.

She did what she wanted to do earlier…. kissing him first.

Cove’s eyes didn’t close, he just stared down at her through his lashes as her soft lips pressed his.

It wasn’t hard, just gentle and mildly innocent like herself.

He didn’t even try to harden it, cos the softness did it for him.

He concentrated on her—her breaths, her closed eyes, her small frame… Her overall angelic face.

The voices disappeared as fast as they came. She’s like his kryptonite.

She balanced back to her foot and searched his eyes worriedly.

“You ok?” She asked.

“Hmm,” he grunted, retaking her hand. She smiled.

They didn’t walk far from that mall when Trinidad appeared on her bike according to plan.

She got down and handed helmets to the two of them.

They’ve never used it before, but if they’re gonna go through this city right now with their online chaos, they surely need these.

Cove took off his face cap and threw it off fast.

“Careful,” Trinidad smiled at Stacy.

Stacy couldn’t even reply. Whenever she thinks of the kiss between Trinidad and Cove, she overthinks.

Does Trinidad like her nutjob?

So…she feels uncomfortable.

Cove took the helmet from her and wore it on her head, rolling down the eye shield.

He didn’t bother rolling down his own before getting on the bike. Stacy climbed behind him.

She was still looking at Trinidad as Cove brought the bike to life.

Stacy curled her arms around him, so tight Cove felt it in his bones.

He looked at her arms and let a small smirk display on his lips before driving off smoothly.

Trinidad chuckled. “Did she do that to actually mark her territory?”

She laughed amusingly. “She’s so cute. Chica, I’d rather kiss dust than get entangled with ice prince romantically. I’m not ready to run mad. Good luck taming that guy.”

She sighted Kaylee and Albert’s cars driving past the asphalt with guards lining behind them, obviously chasing after Cove and Stacy.

“Good luck finding them.” She smiled, but the smile disappeared when she saw Dorian’s face on the billboard.

She went cold in the eyes. “Wonder where the real Lucifer is hiding since last year.” She muttered.

The buzzing of her phone made her drop her face. She retrieved the phone and smiled.

Trevor’s text is on screen…

15Y Kiddo: Ice cream when you’re coming back! Coconut flavor and pecan pie! You should start buying my birthday stuff little by little. Anything less than a car, I won’t take.

“What does he really want?” Trinidad grinned loudly. “A car, or a pecan pie and ice cream?”

Her phone buzzed again.

This time, it’s Matteo.

Matteo: I saw Trevor texting you and he’s probably demanding something. You can’t spoil him alone without putting me in the budget. Get some cup noodles while coming, I’m tired of this hospital food.

Trinidad bursted into laughter at this point. “You haven’t even spent 24hrs in there and you’re already tired? Please…” She commented.

Her car driver arrived with her car immediately, and she got on the backseat.

“Find good pie and ice cream spots, cup noodles too.” She ordered.

“Yes miss!” The driver turned the car around, and the engines revved.

As he drove, Trinidad’s face is in her phone. She’s scrolling so hard cos there’s so much to read.

Dorian’s hospitalization, Cove’s beastliness, Elmira’s mother revelation, Stacy and Cove’s madness.

And… Roxy’s misfortune.

Why is she just seeing that?

Roxy was found with shaved head at Vegas. Beaten till she was half-dead and her head was even painted red.

Wow!

Trinidad looked up from her phone. She doesn’t need anyone to tell her sho did this, and is she satisfied?

YES.

Roxy needed that.

—

[Las Vegas, Jeremy’s Hospital]

At 1pm, Jeremy was getting wheeled to the surgery theater for his vocal surgery. There are three good surgeons waiting for him inside, so he’s sure he’s in good hands.

He has been deprived of his phone and resting since 11, so he has no idea what’s going on online.

He can’t wait for this surgery to get over so he’ll have alone time at least. He’s tired of this hospital.

If anyone told him he’d ever have a vocal cords surgery, he’d have argued

But here he is.

[Jeremy’s Memories, Years Ago]

“Jere, this pizza should have left since ten minutes ago!” Anita’s voice rang from the shop entrance, her neck stretching out to where Jeremy sat under the canopy, calmly listening to Dorian’s new album.

“Me again?” He looked up. “Mum,your partiality is alarming now and you’re not even hiding it anymore! Just yesterday, I received onion water on my body!”

“Yeah and you went ahead and beat the woman’s husband to stupor! Are you trying to ruin business for me?” Anita’s arms rested on her hips.

She came out of the shop.

“Was supposed to beat his wife, but I don’t beat women, so he took it for her,how romantic!” Jeremy said.

“You have no right to beat anyone cos you delivered the pizza late! You were probably listening to Dorian’s Sh|t again on the road, and that is why you were late!” Anita argued.

“I knew you’d still zero it down to my love for Dorian’s songs,” Jeremy stood. “I have every reason to be obsessed! I have no bloodline connection with this guy, yet we have the same face! I’m his doppelganger, and that’s not even the end, we have the same voice depth too and our heights are only an inch different! He should have been born as my sibling instead of Elmira!”

“Oh…so now you’re admitting that you don’t really like me?” Elmira appeared from the shop, smirking. “You spend all your penny on Dorian’s music! You stream, buy albums, watch lives and vote him yearly! Yet, you haven’t seen him face-to-face before! Shame!!”

“You’d be surprised! His next concert in San Francisco, I’ll attend and introduce myself to him as his brother from another mother!” Jeremy snapped.

“How did the talk go from me telling you to go for deliveries to you praising Dorian?” Anita spoke up.

“I’m not your only child! Let Elmira go for delivery today too! The fûck!” Jeremy glared.

“Are you talking about the delivery at Klem? The idiot who ordered it cancelled the order.” Elmira clarified.

“Finally some fresh air!” Jeremy fell back on his chair.

He increased the playing music.

“Anytime I come across this Dorian Wesley’s family, I’ll just sell you to them.” Anita shook her head and entered the shop.

Elmira sat beside Jeremy.

“If you’re here to talk Sh|t about Dorian, zip it now.” He rolled eyes.

“Look!” Elmira shoved her phone at his face, and he squinted.

It’s a teen girl picture.

“Who’s this?”

“You’re kidding, right?” Elmira scoffed. “That’s Stacy Montana! Daughter of the house mum is working at!”

“So?” Jeremy frowned.

“She’s just 17! And this is her fifth car! Her dad is spoiling her so bad I envy her! If we came from such rich family, things would have been better. Honestly I’m tired of pizza! Mum won’t even show us our father too!” Elmira complained.

Jeremy yawned, and Elmira hissed. “I knew you wouldn’t say something beneficial!” She pushed his head and returned into the shop.

Jeremy made sure she was already far gone before pulling out his phone, going to his gallery.

He has over hundred pictures of Stacy on his phone, saved from her IG. Who doesn’t know Stacy Montana in this city?

17 year old baddie, Albert Montana’s daughter, and she’s currently in her last year of highschool in Vegas.

Elmira was right. Things would be better if they were rich like the Montanas’, but what can he do?

He didn’t write his own fate.

But one thing’s for sure; when he gets the opportunity to be a rich boy even if it’s dangerous, he’ll take it.

She’s the first girl he ever had a crush on, and May she’ll be her last.