Within the gated community of Crescent Point, sex and betrayal comes as naturally as breathing. Those who live within its walls have no worries to call their own and move along life in blissful play but when a new face appears in town, everything they know will be turned upside down and lives will be altered in ways none of them ever imagined...
“Body's... No, no... don't pull this shit with me!” Julie yelled as she grabbed Kristen's arm and jerked her around so they stood face to face. “You better figure this out real quick; I'm not getting taken down because you have anger management issues!”
“I don't know... I left her right here an-”
“And what? Dead bodies don't just get up and walk away!”
“I don't kno-”
Julie slapped Kristen hard across the face, the impact echoing in the empty lot. “You better start knowing, Kris! Game time is long over.”
Kristen jumped back, her hand over her reddening cheek. “Damn it, Jules. That hurt!”
“It was supposed to, you stupid cunt! You deserve that and a whole lot more for losing the body of the bitch you killed! We're both fucked if you don't fix this. Now fix it.”
Kristen looked away, frightened. “I don't know how. I left her right here and...”
“That you did,” a man's voice called out, drawing their attention to the back entrance. “I've already took care of that little problem.” As he moved closer, they could make out the figure of tall, wide man wearing baggy jeans and an extra-large hoodie that obscured his shape and face.
“And who the fuck are you?” Julie asked defiantly as she walked over to him and ripped the hood off his head. Her eyes widened and she gasped as she stumbled backwards. “Holy shit...”
“Been a while,” he said with a crooked smile. “Good to see you again, Jules.” His eyes traveled up and down her body and his grin widened. “Good to see your tits are still good an' perky. Always liked that about you.”
“Fuck you, Art.”
“Don't you have crime that needs committing?”
“You're one to talk. You two out here at strange hours searching for a dead bitch to bury. Kinda hard to stay up on that high horse when you've been playing in the mud.”
“Temper, temper. You wouldn't wanna piss off the one guy who knows where your body is, would you?”
“Please, stop this,” Kristen pleaded. “Don't d-”
“Why should I? You killed my favorite toy, after you of course. So now I need to find me some new fun.”
“At least let Jules go; she don't need to be involved in thi-”
“Don' give me that shit. Your sister's no stranger to our life. Ain't that right, Julie?”
Julie cocked her head questioningly. “What are you talking about?”
“Playing innocent? You're good at it. After all, you've been workin' on that role for years.”
“Stop it!” Kristen screamed, lunging for Art and knocking him to the ground. He threw her off with a laugh.
“Really? Jesus, Kris. I did you a favor. And this... this is how you thank me? Not very gracious. After what you did, I should've let you rot, but I'm such a good guy...”
“I did what I had to; she was gonna hurt Dani.”
“And all you had to do was agree to help up.” He pushed himself onto his elbows. “Dani would've been perfectly safe. But now... there's no way for me to be sure.” He laughed again, a deep, cruel laugh.
“Like I said; bastard.” She squatted down next to Art and pushed him back to the ground. “You just can't help hurting people, can you? Kris may be a fuck up but she's still family. And I will kill you if you don't walk away now and stay away.”
“I'd be nice if I were you, sweetie. After all, you've got more than a few skeletons in your closet.” He winked. “I know all about you.”
“Forgive me if I call your bluff.”
“Seriously? Y'know, Kris, blackmail doesn't work so well when everybody in creation knows what you're holdin' over someone's head!”
“Don't worry, only me an' Kris know your dirty little secret. And honestly, I'd love to let the cat outta the bag. Please. please give me a reason to spill.”
“I'll kill you first.”
“No you won't.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Feisty as ever. And no, you won't. I show up dead, my associate opens the lock box. And then you go down for multiple felonies. Want that? No? Then make the deal.”
“I'm so sorry,” Kristen cried as she sunk to the ground. “I never meant...”
“Should've thought of that before you handed him my past.”
“Well?” Art asked impatiently.
Julie sighed, defeated. “What do you want me to do?”
- - - -
Elijah glided through the warm water, the small currents massaging his tense muscles. The night Samantha had planned was meant to be fun; everyone getting together and celebrating Drake's homecoming should have been a good thing. Instead, Elijah had found himself heartbroken when he saw the DVD someone had left Samantha. Wonder who that could've been? He wondered silently as he looked up at the pitch black sky. No stars tonight. How fitting. He slipped under the water, his eyes still staring overhead. How could you do it, babe? I know I ain't been around much but... He pushed against the bottom and rushed back up.
“Even in there, you look so damn serious,” Raul said.
Elijah spun around surprised and watched as Raul jumped into the pool. “Been that kinda day, I suppose.”
“Yea, I noticed that. Sorry, man.”
“You don't need to be sorry.”
“Still am. Sucks when you find out a person you trust ain't the person you thought he was.”
“I don't get that. I mean, he's always been good, honest and loyal Carter. He's never given any of us any reason to think he'd...”
“Turn out to be a selfish fuck?”
“Exactly. And Henry? He's cute an' all, but he's straight.”
“Not anymore. Guess that's what happens when your girlfriend a mega-bitch.”
“That's not it. She's always been like that. Hen didn't always like it but he's loved her since before he had pubes.”
Raul waded up to Elijah. “Dude's changed. Big time.”
Raul reached out and pulled Elijah close, pressing their bodies together. “You know, you kissed me before and, well, I felt something...”
“I know. I'm sorry about that, I-”
“No one says you gotta be all sad lil emo. Ya are allowed to have some fun.” He slid a hand down Elijah's torso and fingered the waistband of his swimming trunks, brushing the smooth skin underneath.
“I know you like me,” Raul whispered harshly. “This,” he said as he slide his hand all the way inside Elijah's trunks and wrapped his fingers around his hard, excited flesh, “tells me so.”
Elijah gasped. “Yea, but... it’d only be a rebound.”
“Still be a hell of a good time.”
- - - -
Dani sat on the edge of Samantha’s California King sized bed staring at the pile of blankets that her best friend had crawled under to cry non-stop since she and Drake had spoken privately in his bedroom. Dani did not know what the two of them had talked about and wondered if it would be a good idea to ask but considering she could barely get more than hysterical whimpers out of Samantha, she decided it would be best to wait.
“C'mon, hon, don't let that douche drag you down. He's an asshole who don't deserve a single tear.”
“It's not fair,” Samantha cried from underneath her covers. “I know I can be a bitch, but I didn't deserve this... did I?”
“No, no, no; of course you didn't deserve his experiment in ass-ramming. Jus' forget his faggot ass; you deserve so much more than him.”
“Yes I do... but I love him. Even after you saw him with that cheer-slut Ashlea, I was willing... I didn't give a shit about her, but Carter... he's one of my best friends and he...”
“Was, hon. He was a friend. Now, he's just some slut who fucked your boyfriend. He don't deserve anythin' from you. Forget his ass, too.” She perked up at the distant sounds of boys playing. She stretched her neck to peer out the window behind Samantha saw Elijah and Raul horsing around. “Eli did. Wow, that was fast.”
The covers shifted around and soon Samantha unburied herself. Her hair was mangled, her make up smudged and her cloths were a mess. With empty eyes she looked at Dani and, free of emotion, said, “He's playing a part. Inside it’s killing him. You don't know him as well as I do. He's miserable.”
“Can't tell from here.”
“It’s what he wants you – all of us – to see.”
- - - -
“So what do we do?” Paul asked as he peered out the rear car window at the Kipson mansion. “That boy is too damn close to the truth.”
“And our kids. But unless you plan on illegal activities,” James said quietly, “there's not much you can do, is there?”
“At this point, we may have to.”
“What if we just do nothing? Let things fall how they will?” James asked thoughtfully. Allen nodded in agreement.
“You fucking crazy?” Paul spat, shooting him a nasty look. “That'd ruin all our lives. Don't forget, you two are as deep in this shit as me.”
“What else can we do? Kill him?” Allen asked, leaning back in the passenger seat. “Bout the only choice other than just admitting the truth.”
“There's always another option. We get him far away from here and keep him from learning the truth.”
“Well, whatever you do about this, I want no part of it,” Allen said defiantly. “Whatever happens happens. We screwed up; bout time we paid for it.”
Paul's angry gaze shifted to Allen, who gave only indifference in return. “Even if it means losing your family?”
- - - -
Harley looked down into Jason's eyes, drinking in the passion and lust that filled them as she raised and lowered her hips, sliding his rock hard cock in and out of her wet and wanting slit. “Like that, baby?” Her voice was a low purr as she wiggled on top of him. “Feel good?”
Her words caressed him, sending goosebumps along his flesh. “Oh, fuck yea,” he moaned, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her down roughly for a kiss. “You're fuckin' amazing!”
“I know,” she said, a devilish smile on her face. “You are so lucky.” She grabbed him as she dropped to her side and pulled him on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his and grabbed his firm ass as he pumped furiously and pulled from her gasps and moans and screams of pure pleasure. Her nails dug into his flesh, drawing blood. He screamed out and pumped harder, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing around them.
She threw her legs up before locking them over his ass and pushed him even deeper. He cried out her name as he thrusted one last time before collapsing onto her.
“Oh yea.” Her breath was hard as she kissed the top of his head. “That was amazing.”
“You... are... amazing...” He barely managed to speak between the heavy breaths.
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