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I was a guy.
Guys don’t get raped.
At least, that was what everyone thought.
Besides, it would have been embarrassing as hell. I would get laughed at, and then people would call me a little pussy because I’d let Brandi fuck me. Maybe she would cry rape too, because I’d never been gentle with her. There were times I even left bruises on her.
No fucking way was I going to give her a chance to turn the tables and for me to end up behind bars because of that damn bitch.
So I let it rot inside me, pushing the memories down until they were just dark shadows that tried to creep back in and suffocate me. But when I met Roanna, I didn’t let myself think about the negatives of admitting what Brandi did to me. All I wanted to do was show her she wasn’t alone.
And maybe—just maybe—I’d wanted her to believe me and not laugh.
My sweet girl wanted to change that for me just as much as I wanted to change it for her.
“Ro,” I whispered her name. “I love you, sweet girl.”
She sighed then began to snore softly.
Grinning, I tucked her closer and shut my eyes. “You are the best thing to ever happen to me,” I said quietly, giving in to sleep.
Chapter 22
Sin
Lifting my beer to my lips, I watched as Roanna inspected the small slice of steak I’d cut off my New York Strip and placed on her plate.
After I woke up to her curled against me like a well-satisfied cat, we spent the entire morning in bed. Around noon, I finally forced myself to get up and feed her, but not before showing her just how huge my shower was and how good it felt to ride my cock with the heat of the water spraying down on us.
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sp; I took her home after lunch, but only so she could change her clothes and grab an overnight bag.
Now we were having dinner, and she was completing her part of our little wager. I sang her song with her; now she had to eat a piece of meat.
With a heavy sigh, she finally picked up the steak with her fork and slowly brought it to her lips.
Before she could put it into her mouth, I grasped her wrist and brought the fork to my lips. Chewing the perfectly grilled beef, I winked down at her.
“But I promised,” she started to protest.
“You looked like it was physically hurting you just thinking about eating that, sweet girl.” I leaned in closer, touching my lips to her ear. “Suck my cock later, and we’ll call it even.”
Pink filled her cheeks, but excitement filled her eyes. “O-Okay,” she breathed, leaning into my lips as I kissed my way down her neck.
Under the table, I touched her bare leg, stroking the inside of her thigh with my thumb. I’d never seen her in a dress before. When she stood up, the hem barely covered her ass, pulling eyes to her and driving me crazy with jealousy. As we’d walked through the restaurant earlier, I’d been tempted to knock out half the other patrons just for looking at her.
That was my ass to look at, my legs to have wrapped around my waist, and my pussy to slide into later.
Forever, if I had anything to do with it.
But as soon as we were seated in the booth in the back, I took full advantage of the length of her skirt and slid in beside her so I could rub my rough fingers over her silky smoothness as much as I wanted.
“You ready to get out of here?” I asked, biting into her earlobe, making her breath hitch.
“So ready,” she moaned.
Lifting my head, I singled the waiter for the check. A minute later, the black book was placed on the table. Pulling a few bills from my wallet to cover our meal and a tip, I grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the booth with me.
