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Dolly knows right from wrong. She’s not crazy; she’s scared and insecure. But I’m done with this crap.
Moving her hand aside, I sit up. “Only you can stop it, Dolly.” I lean over her for my pack of cigarettes.
“What?” She sits up, clearly expecting my usual reassurances that I’m not fucking other women and that she’s all I need. I’ve done it for years and it’s gotten us nowhere.
“I’m done. Not participating anymore.” I stand to check out my wound. It’s caked over with dried blood but there’s no swelling and the staples are still holding. I’m sore, though I’ve had way worse. My cock is hard and thick. None of this has slowed me down.
Stretching, I light a cigarette and walk to the window to take in the sunny day.
A bunch of kids are doing tricks on their skateboards. A woman pushes a stroller to a car while a man carries the child in his arms laughing and kissing its fingers. My heart speeds up. Could I have that someday? What would it be like to have Dolly swell with my baby?
“How much time do you need for a dress? We’re going to Vegas today.” I snarl the last part forcing myself to turn away from the happy family.
“You’re kidding me.” She slaps the bed.
Closing my eyes, I inhale deeply. I need the magic of nicotine to calm me and wake my brain up. My cock stands hard and thick almost as if he too wants to spend all day dumping his seed into her wet pussy. But I have a lot of shit to do today if she’s going to be my wife tonight. That doesn’t mean I can resist stroking it.
She swallows and licks her lips as she tries not to look at me jerking my cock.
Taking the cigarette out of my mouth, I go to her. She glares at me and backs up to the headboard.
“Open your mouth.” She takes a breath then parts her lips as I grab her chin. Our eyes lock in a silent battle. I shake my head as I release her and place the cigarette in her lips, grinning at her confusion, my other hand still jerking myself off.
Her eyes narrow as she takes an inhale. All her guilt and remorse from yesterday seems to be gone. She leans her arms on her knees and inhales but doesn’t offer to give it back to me.
“I’m not going to Vegas.” She leans back.
My eyes rake her body as I speed up the movement, my hand going up and down my shaft. “What happened to ‘I love you’?” She brings the cigarette to her mouth as I move closer to her.
“You can’t be serious. I’m not marrying you like this. You didn’t even propose.” Her eyes dip to my cock.
“The second you stabbed me and I lied to keep you safe…” I grab her wrist bringing her to her knees in front of me, my hand roughly sliding up and down. “That was your proposal, Dolly.”
One more jerk and I come on her tits. Long, warm strands trickle down her flat stomach. Grabbing the back of her head, I shove my cock into her mouth and she wraps her lips around the tip to suck the last of it out of me.
Releasing her, I take my cigarette back.
“I need a shower.”
“Unbelievable.” She runs in front of me. “I’m not marrying you.” She breathes out. My cum now covers her tits and stomach. “I feel horrible that I stabbed you. But…” She puts a hand out to stop me from entering the bathroom and her voice becomes shrill. “How do I know she didn’t give you a blow job or… that you didn’t fuck her?”
“You had just dropped me off. Jesus Christ, Dolly. You out of everyone should know that it takes me longer than a minute to fucking come.” Our breathing is harsh as the reality and truth seem to enter her brain at last. Pushing her hand off me, I walk around her to the toilet to piss.
“I don’t trust you,” she yells, but I’m not listening. I’m done giving her a choice. Flushing the toilet, I step inside the scorching shower and let the hot water pelt down on my muscles. They’re tight and sore. I’d love to stay in here, but my mind won’t stop with the mess Dolly has created and how much shit needs to be done. Reaching for the soap, I start to wash away all my blood and filth from yesterday. It swirls down the drain as if it never happened. Along with Dolly’s accusations.
Turning off the water, I step out onto her tiny pink, fluffy rug. Dolly stands with her back to me, her ass almost asking me to swat it. Maybe a love tap. But since she’s refusing to marry me, and she stabbed me, I’ll consider it later.
