Chapter song: Ride by Lana Del Rey

(Justin's pov)

"I take it you're a regular customer."

Val removes her top then crawls to the backseat of my Lamborghini. I peel off my shirt as I move to the back too. She sits on my lap while I lay on the seat. Her hands fiddle with my zipper until she pulls down my pants.

Wait, this isn't right. I'm in control, not her. I sit back up and pin her down so that she's the one underneath me now, helpless.

"You know the rules."

I lustfully kiss her neck and suck on her breasts. As I massage her pillow-like chest, I kick off my jeans and pull off her bottoms. Val innocently gets on her knees and tugs down my boxers. She gets to sucking. Fuck, is she purposely doing this? Does she want to control me as bad I want to control her? Pleasure's increasing as she sucks her way to my release.

"Ohh, shit, That's nice, baby."

I release in a groan, and she licks me clean and gives me a handjob. Enough. I push her back and shove my fingers deep inside her.

"I'm in control. Got it?"

I start mercilessly fingering her, pounding my fingers in different angles.

"Mhm."

She intensely moans and breathes deeply. Her hands tightly grip the car door handle above her.

"Who's in control here?"

I need to get it through her stubborn head that I have control over all of her. My fingers go deeper and faster and harder, hearing the wetness of her pussy.

"Oh! You are!"

She desperately arches her back and moans loudly.

"Stay still."

Compulsively, I push her back down against the seat. She releases herself, and I rigorously rub her a bit more before I shove my dick inside her, putting on a condom first. Damn, she feels like heaven. I have to groan a little, because she's so tight and warm. I start to bang her harder, using the car door to increase force. Val moans louder and keeps her legs spread and motionless for me.

"I have control over you, so don't disobey me."

I growl as I get closer.

"Ok!"

Val irresistibly moans and starts panting.

"Fuck, Justin! Don't stop!"

She screams, and I wonder if anyone can hear-or possibly see-us having sex in the car. Val cums noisily and calms her unsteady breathing.

Tired, I take myself out of her then help her sit up.

"Thanks."

I catch my breath and put my boxers back on.

"What time is it?"

Val puts her bottoms on.

"9:30pm."

I check my phone then zip up my jeans.

"I need to get home."

She reties on her top.

"You don't have to be seeing anyone?"

I put my shirt on and dry my sweaty forehead.

"No, but I am tired, and I want to go home."

She ruffles her lavender hair then fixes on her heels.

"You need a ride?"

I offer, because I will not allow her go out in the storm.

"Nope."

She opens the car door, but I close it back.

"You're not going out there. Get in the front."

I order and climb to the driver's seat.

"No, you can't tell me what to do."

She grabs her bag and opens the door again, this time getting out. Oh hell, no.

"Hey, c'mon, it's not safe out here."

I get out of the car and walk after her.

"Ok, mom."

She speaks sarcastically with a teasing giggle. That's it.

Pissed off, I grab her hand and pull her in the car. I get in the car and drive before she can get out again.

"What the fuck?!"

Val exclaimed, not sounding upset at all.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but do you want to walk through that shit? I'm doing you a favor. Trust me. Now, wh-"

"Trust you?"

She begins to laugh.

"What?"

I crack a smile just seeing her laugh. She sounds so cute.

"The last thing I would do is trust someone who can't keep a girl for 5 minutes without fucking another girl behind her back."

She giggles, like I'm the funniest thing in the world.

"Where do you live?"

I willfully change the subject.

"Just go straight."

She smiles and finally calms down.

"Now what?"

I drive straight. I'm pretty sure I know the way, but I need clarification.

"Keep driving until you see a coffee shop."

She digs into her bag and puts on a white tank top.

"Is this it?"

I park by a cheap-looking coffee shop.

"Yea."

She zips on her jean shorts then grabs her bag.

"Thank you."

She smiles gratefully at me.

"See you tomorrow."

I knowingly wink at her.

"Whatever."

She rolls her eyes with an amused smile on her face then steps out. I watch as she hurries in through a gate and disappears.

Damn, how did I get like this? I'm obsessed with her. I wonder how much money I've blown just to get what I want from her.

(Valerie's pov)

I hurry up the trashy hallway of my apartment. Something is wrong. The door is unlocked.

I quietly take my heels off and hold one in my hand. It's the only thing I have to protect myself in case anyone is inside.

I slowly yet silently walk inside to see the whole place trashed. Fuck. Someone robbed me! I search the room to discover that everything is gone. They took all the money, all my belongings.

I stand frozen, letting it all sink in. Then I drop my heel on the floor and sit on my bed, my head in my hands. Tears start to fall, my mind a complete mess. $200 won't pay off my rent. I had about $10,000 saved up, and now it's all gone. My clothes, my shoes, my belongings everything.

"Fuck!"

I cry and fling my other heel at the wall. What the hell did I do?!

My phone buzzes in my bag. I grab it to see a text.

"Told you we'd work something out"

The text says. It's from the guy that I "ditched" the other night. This is bullshit! All I did was skip one night!

I let out frustrated sigh and lay on my bed. I'm fucked. I'm gonna lose this place. The rent is due first thing in the morning.

Once I lose it, it'll be hard to get it back, because someone else will take it. I minus well enjoy my last night here, because I'll be living on the street until I find another apartment to stay at. All I know is It won't be easy.

-7am-

There's a sudden knock on my door, and I lazily get up. I grab my bag, feeling the tragedy of last night hit me straight in the chest.

"Good morning, miss-"

"I know I can't pay my rent. I'm leaving."

I try to act nice, but it's sort of a fail. This isn't the best feeling, losing everything you have.

It's lightly drizzling outside. I hope it doesn't rain anymore. I eat a small breakfast at the coffee shop then smoke a cigarette.

I walk in my miserable heels, looking for a place to settle down. I'm back where I was before, except without a car. I try to find a place before I do anything, so I don't have to worry about it later.

After I walk for-what seemed like forever-I find a spot behind a corner store. I don't think anyone is staying here, hopefully. If someone does, then I'll have to keep looking. I sit on the cold ground and sigh.

So this is what my life is now? I'm homeless? Yep, I'm definitely at rock bottom. Dammit. How am I gonna do this? I'm alone, miserable, homeless, and I don't have any hope left in my soul.

Maybe Nicole will lend me an extra hand, but either way I'm on my own. I can't stand this.

It's 10am, but I'm going to work anyway. I stand up, take my painful heels off, then walk to the strip club.

"Val, what happened?"

Nicole must notice my situation.

"I lost my place. Is it ok if I came early?"

I ask her in hopelessness.

"Yea, it's fine. I'm sorry about that, Val."

Nicole comfortingly pats my shoulder.

"I'm ok."

I doubtfully lie then walk to the back. I do my makeup and change into a light blue top with pink bottoms and white heels. I put my hair in a messy lavender bun then sit on a chair.

It won't hurt to start work early. There are about 3-4 guys here. I walk up to one that's younger than the rest and offer him a lap dance.

"Sure."

He takes the offer without hesitation and bites his lip. I don't care what he has to pay, because anything is sufficient for me now. I casually twerk on him and grind my hips on him. I earn $20; then I sit back down. I hate this. I just wanna have a place to go. I want to belong somewhere in this world.

(A/N: Poor Justin. Nobody ever gives him respect.😓😒 Next post on Tuesday)

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