Masked Mayhem (Fright Nights)

Chapter Eleven

The four of us prowl through the crowd, eliciting screams as we go. Liam gave me the run-down of the area they work when we first came out here, the guys always stick together. Sometimes they take the corn maze, or the haunted house, but tonight we’re in the open where the most people are. There are no requirements other than pick an area and have fun scaring people. We can’t touch anyone, but other than that it’s pretty much a free for all.

While Liam was showing me around he taught me how to use his chainsaw prop and I inadvertently got my first scare of the night when a couple of girls walked by at the wrong time. They ran off as I laughed and Liam praised my work.

“Just like that Minx, keep them guessing.”

Liam’s chainsaw is fun, but heavy, so I end up giving it back to him when I go in search of Reynolds. The aluminum bat he wields is much lighter, but just as effective. With the red lights on his mask lining the x eyes and stitched mouth he can’t hide as well as the others, so he walks through the crowd, terrorizing them out in the open, dragging the bat as he goes to add a dramatic flair. He listens for people to come up behind him and spins suddenly, cracking the bat against the rocks beneath our feet. Every time the people unfortunate enough to be near him run off or stumble backwards. I don’t blend in as well with my horns, people can tell I’m wearing a mask, but we still have fun.

After walking around with Reynolds for a while I spot Nate, against the odds, and make my way over to him. With his black skull mask and all black outfit he disappears easier than the other two, but he bounces with excitement when I join him. He shows me the best places to hide out of sight in the shadows and we wait there for unsuspecting groups to come by. Hiding with him and jumping out when people aren’t paying attention is way more entertaining than it should be. Adrenaline has been pumping through my system all night from the rush, but now that I’m pressed against a wall in the dark with Nate my heart is racing for a different reason.

Another group is coming our way, their voices carry over and announce their presence, so I snap out of my head as Nate grabs my hand and we surprise some old classmates of ours. They run off like we might actually be axe murderers and the two of us laugh together as we retreat back into the shadows. There are no lights where we are, the wall we’re hiding behind blocks any light that might have crept this far back. Even this close I can hardly see Nate, but I can feel him just fine.

As we slink back to our dark corner he keeps my hand in his, and I don’t take it back. Nate surprises me when he pushes my hair back over my shoulder, I pull my lower lip between my teeth to stop myself from saying something stupid. My brain clearly isn’t running on all its cylinders though because I completely forget that my mask doesn’t cover my whole face.

“You shouldn’t do that, Hot Rod.” Nate’s voice is low as he pulls his own mask from his face. He pushes me back to the wall we’ve been camped out on, but this time when my back hits the old barn wood he stays in front of me, pulling his hand from mine to cage me in with his arms. “Watching you nibble on that pouty lip just makes me want to have a taste.”

I’m not sure which one of us moves first, I guess it doesn’t really matter. My hands fist in the soft material of his hoodie, pulling him closer as his lips crash against mine. Even though I’ve only been back in town for a week this kiss has been a long time coming. Nate and the others have been living rent free in my head since I left Sommersville, but my imagination didn’t do him justice.

Arching my back away from the wall I press my chest against his, craving as much contact as possible. When he gives my bottom lip a nibble I can’t hold back my soft gasp. This man knows what he’s doing.

Voices from around the corner snap us out of our frenzy, but now I’m holding back much darker desires than scaring people. This all-consuming need is unfamiliar, but I shouldn’t be surprised. If anyone could push through my walls it would be Nate.

“Come back to the house with me, Hot Rod.”

His lips leave a teasing trail up my neck as he grinds himself against me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on. I’m tempted to rip his clothes off here and now, but I don’t want anyone else interrupting us. Instead of thinking about it and over analyzing this to death I go with my gut and agree.

Nate surprises me when he pulls my keys out of my pocket. “I’m driving.”

Once he has the keys he grabs my upper thighs, just under my ass, and lifts me up so I have to wrap my legs around his waist to avoid falling. I can’t help but laugh at his antics, looks like we’re leaving now. He carries me around the back, away from the crowd, but slows down when we pass the path the others are on. Catching Liam’s attention Nate waves to let him know we’re leaving.

I should be embarrassed, but Liam just waves back before cranking his chainsaw like it’s not a big deal that we’re leaving early to go hook up. Because that’s obviously what’s happening, the way Nate is holding me doesn’t leave much room for interpretation. I could spend all night overthinking Liam’s reaction and my thoughts about it, but when Nate puts his mouth on me again I forget about everything else.

Since the guys fixed the Chevelle it’s been driving like a dream which is good because Nate pushes it to the limit to get us back to his place as soon as possible. His spontaneity is thrilling, filling me with excitement as he picks me up again to carry me inside. We bypass the living room and go straight down the hall to his room where he tosses me on the bed. I slid my mask off in the car and left it laying on the seat with his, there’s nothing for us to hide behind now.

Nate pulls his own hoodie off and his shirt goes with it, revealing the hard plains of his chest and abs, the kind of muscles that come from years of work instead of a gym. “You’ve got too many clothes on, Hot Rod.”

I rip my own hoodie off in record time, throwing the material across the room not caring where it lands. My shoes thud against the floor where they fall but my hands freeze before I can finish pulling my pants off. Nate has unbuckled his belt and in one quick tug he rips it from every belt loop on his pants. The leather snaps through the air and my brain shuts off.

With a feral grin Nate shoves his own pants to the floor, revealing the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. When I felt him through his jeans I knew he was going to be impressive, but now I’m wondering if that monster is even going to fit. Adam is the only man I’ve ever slept with, and he was definitely lacking in comparison, seriously lacking.

Grabbing my ankles Nate pulls me to the edge of his mattress and pulls my pants off himself. As he slowly peels my panties down my thighs I’m thanking every god that will listen that I wore cute underwear and shaved before I left the house tonight .

“I love how soaked you are for me.” He runs his hot tongue up my center, eliciting a wanton moan from me before he continues. “This needy pussy is dripping wet for my cock.”

No one has ever talked to me like this before. I should be shocked at his words, but he’s right, and hearing them coming from him has me getting even wetter if that’s possible. He slides a single finger in my waiting pussy and my entire body tenses at the sensation. It’s been so long since anyone has touched me I wouldn’t be surprised if my hymen has grown back. Lowering his head back down he slowly pumps his finger back and forth while he sucks on my clit.

“That’s right Zoe, squeeze that pussy for me. You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my hard cock.” He puts his mouth back on me and when he pushes in a second finger I fall apart under his talented tongue.

This is magic. Better than my operated boyfriend even, which I didn’t think was possible. Pulling his fingers from me Nate grabs my hips and flips me around so I’m lying on my stomach before he pulls me up to my knees. He slaps my ass, leaving a trail of my own arousal across my skin from the fingers he pulled from me. The slight sting surprises me and my back arches of its own accord. I hear a soft crinkle and realize he must have grabbed a condom. When his hands settle on my hips, he lets me in on his plan.

“I want you to grab the headboard and don’t let go. ”

Yes! Nate is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before, he’s opening my eyes to things I never knew I wanted. Needs that have been buried so deep I never would have found them. After everything that happened with Adam I didn’t think I would enjoy being bossed around, but Nate could tell me to do almost anything, and I think I would do it. Just to please him.

Pulling myself up I wrap my hands around the metal, but he doesn’t give me any time to brace myself. As soon as I’m in position Nate’s fingers dig into my hips and he slams his thick cock into me. A garbled gasp escapes my lips as my breath catches in my chest.

“Good girl.”

I have officially died and gone to heaven. I never knew sex could be like this. Adam never put any thought into the act, he just made sure he got off, my needs weren’t even a second thought. After a while I just pushed my own needs and fantasies aside, there was no point in longing for something I was never going to get. This is different than anything I’ve ever experienced though.

Angels sing as the devil that is Nate Lawson fucks me ruthlessly. Leaning forward he tangles his fingers in my hair at the base of my skull and pulls my head back, so his lips tickle my ear as he unlocks a praise kink I was unaware I had. “You’re taking me so well. Your tight little pussy was made for me baby.”

I whimper at his words, but when he leans back up and thrusts harder I have to bite my lip to stop myself from screaming his name. My cervix might be bruised tomorrow, but if he stops what he’s doing I might kill him.