And maybe I’m the world’s biggest dummy, because the way his voice dips when he talks about turning me over his knee makes me wet between my thighs. Should I be ashamed, wary or both?
“Men do that babe; when your woman puts herself in danger or starts acting the fuck up, a man takes a hand to her ass. Don’t get that confused with abusing you, trust me, there’s a big difference.”
“I don’t see it.”
“Take my word for it. It’s very different. Now back to the reason I called so early before our usual bedtime chat. What’s wrong?”
Should I tell him? But then what, what could he do, what can any of us do?
It will only bring the whole sordid thing out in the open and destroy people’s lives. I don’t want that responsibility and then there’s Cassandra.
I got a lump in my throat along with a heavy dose of nausea. Maybe I should give it more thought before I go saying anything.
It was dark after all and could’ve been perfectly innocent. Maybe it was no more than my natural instinct to distrust that particular female that had put those thoughts in my head.
I actually felt better after that little internal reasoning.
“It’s nothing. I just had something on my mind that’s all. It’s all better now, so you can stop worrying.”
“Sian, do not bullshit me. If there’s something bothering you, you’d better tell me now and don’t let me have to hear about it from someone else.”
Geez, he’s worst than his damn dog with a bone. “Okay, can I ask for more time to figure out what exactly is going on and then tell you about it later?”
“I’m not sure I understand. What do you have to figure out? Either somebody’s fucking with you or they’re not, which is it?”
“Jace, I asked for time to get my thoughts together. I promise, when I’ve squared everything away in my own mind, I’ll tell you okay.”
“Fine, but if this shit turns into something I’m gonna be pissed.”
At least I should be safe there; for once this had nothing to do with me.
We changed the subject once again and my angst slowly drifted away with each word from his mouth.
He has this way of making everything better in my world, of taking away anything that worries me. Sometimes, I worry that that wouldn’t last.
That one day, we’ll wake up and be no more; but then I look at the ring on my finger and I think about his parents and mine, and how they made it work all these years, and I have hope.
By the time we rang off, I’d all but forgotten what I’d seen earlier that night.
I got ready for bed with renewed excitement for tomorrow’s game, and the coming weekend with my new amazing fiancé.
Chapter 2
MANDY
“I think she saw us.” I wiped his cum off the corners of my mouth and looked out the back window where the car lights were still disappearing.
“I don’t think so, your head was down when the car lights hit the car. All she saw was a broken down car on the side of the road.
Even if she saw that it was me, it will make perfect sense to her, since I was supposed to be on my way picking up my daughter.
So you see, there’s nothing to worry about.” He toyed with my hair as he spoke.
I wasn’t too sure that he was right, but it suited me to believe him and so I did, for the moment.
“Now where were we?” I grinned slyly at his question before my hand found his lap again where he was hard and ready.
Climbing over his legs, I slid down on his cock, holding it snug inside my walls. It was amazing how this one thing could hold men captive.
I’ve been using this technique to get my way with the opposite sex since I learned what fucking was. It hasn’t failed me yet, well, except once, but I won’t think about that now.
“Ummm, did you miss me lover?” I used my muscles to coax him, just the way I’d learned he liked; the way that was sure to drive him insane with lust.
“You know I did.” He grabbed my ass and tried to control my movements, but that’s not the game I wanted to play. I always stay in control.
“Show me.” I lifted my tit to his mouth and he went wild, chewing and nibbling like he’d been starved for my taste, which he very well might be since I’d been putting him off for the last couple of days.
In fact, he could thank his precious little daughter for tonight’s fuck. When I learned about the little impromptu get together at my enemy’s house, and that she was going to be there with her new friend, the news had enraged me.
After I’d started fucking him, I’d tried getting close to her. Of course it was all bunk, just another way to fuck with her little head, but she didn’t know that.
Still she rebuffed me, and was now best pals with that bitch. If I didn’t know better, I would think the little idiot was doing it to get back at me for screwing her dad.
But she didn’t know about that, so it must be for all the times I’d messed with her before.
Still, I’d apologized hadn’t I? So what was there for her to hold against me?
I let my mind drift as he pound up into me. It wasn’t that he wasn’t good. It’s just that I’d had better. I did make the appropriate noises though, the faster to get him off.
I put up with him and the others like him for now, because I needed it. Sex is my only weapon in a world that had treated me so unfairly, not to mention a great de-stressor.
I’ve been very stressed lately; lot’s of changes and not all for the better.
My mother, that bitch had all but destroyed everything because she couldn’t keep her fucking legs closed.
Dad had found out about her latest escapade in the summer and had threatened to send us both packing.