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Idebate in my head about telling Amer who kidnapped me, but I don’t know his name other than it being Master. That was the only thing I was able to call him, because he was crazy. There are things I don’t want to ever remember, but I remember his face, it’s something I’ll never forget. However, I knew his face before he kidnapped me too. That’s why I went with him. I thought he was a family friend.
Talking about this is making me feel a way I don’t understand, and I have all of this inner turmoil about what I’m feeling because it feels like I’m trying to come up with a reason I should feel sorry for myself. I’m not that kind of person. I never went home because I felt degraded and unworthy of my family . . . of Amer. I wanted to find him so badly and let him know I was alive.
I wanted to go home to them all so much, but my pride wouldn’t let me. I couldn’t dare show my face after everything I went through. I was raised that my virginity was something that was important to give to my husband, and here I was a sex slave. I was trash in my eyes and thought it would be better if everyone thought I was dead.
When Finley found me, I’d been living on the streets and using sex as a way to get paid. I forgot what it was like to live after being locked in that room for years, and I had to do things I didn’t want to think about to make sure that I had something to eat and some kind of shelter for the night. Life on the streets is hard, and I’ll give people props for being able to make something of their lives after being out there.
The night Finley and Cedric rescued me . . . a guy almost raped me because I didn’t want to give it up to him. He wasn’t taking no for an answer. They saved me in so many ways and they gave me the feeling of safety, which was something I didn’t have for a very long time.
From that point, I decided I wanted a new life for myself and knew I could create it with them. So, I did. My life was great, and I viewed myself not as someone unworthy of being loved by her family but someone worthy of being loved because I was a survivor. However, the past has a way of coming back and biting you in the ass.
Even though I still had shit happen to me again, they rescued me and kept me somewhere safe. I have a good paying position at Night’s Bliss, where I saw Amer for the first time in years. The butterflies I felt for him then are still there. He’s a part of my past, but he isn’t a bad part of my past.
The feelings I had for Amer have never gone away after all these years. I’ve tucked them deep down and kept them hidden for no one to see. Your first love is special and no amount of shit I’ve been through could take those feelings away from me. I’ve been with both men and women over the years. No one gives me butterflies the way Amer does.
“I do trust you . . . I guess I trust you with my life, Amer.”
“You’re going to tell me?”
I nod. “The guy looked familiar, like Mallik was friends with him or something. I’m not sure about that part because he really didn’t say. He did say that he knew all about me and he was glad that he was going to be the one that got the first taste of me. The guy wasn’t very old, but he definitely had some mental issues going on.” I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. I don’t want to remember the things the guy who took me said. The way he would talk about things he shouldn’t have known. But then again considering who he was and the way he spoke so delusionally about things is mind boggling. I don’t understand it myself. “He told me that if I ever told anyone about what I did to him, that he would kill everyone that I’ve ever loved in front of me and would kill me last. I believe he would. He’s that mentally unstable.” I shake my head shoving the memories of me chained to a bed, toys strapped to me and my hips bucking while he impaled himself on another toy.
“Do you think you could remember his face well enough to have a sketch done of it?”
“Absolutely.” I would never forget the face of the man who tormented me for years in that room.
“In a week or so, we’ll have that done.” Amer reaches up to cup the side of my face, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
“Okay,” I hesitantly respond, my breath catching.
Amer grasps my chin and raises it up, forcing me to look into his eyes. “I won’t let anything else happen to you again, Stellina. You’re mine, forever.”
His lips slam into mine, and he isn’t as gentle as he was earlier. He needs to claim me, making sure that I know, no matter what I’ve been through, I’m his. I roll Amer to his back, but our lips are still connected, and I straddle his thighs as I sit back down on his lap. I spread my legs, giving him full access to me. He releases my lips as he grins.
Amer grabs his cock, strokes it, and precum beads at the top. I lean down and lick the tip taking him in my mouth. I moan around him, lapping at the underside, twirling my tongue around his girth.
“Fuck, Stellina,” he hisses and pulls my mouth away from him. “Love the feel of that mouth of yours, but I need inside you. For too damn long, all I thought about was this. I need you again. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go without sinking inside your pussy. So sweet and tight, and it’s all mine.”
He grabs my waist and lifts me up as he slides down a little, giving his cock and balls more room. Amer sits me back down, and I put my hands on his shoulders to balance myself as I position my entrance over his erection. He holds it as I slide down and moves his hand as I bottom out.
I allow myself to get used to the overly full feeling and I want to ride him like I would a pony, but he needs to be savored. Amer kisses me, and I don’t want to move from this position, but I don’t think that I can stay here forever. I use his body for leverage as I rise and lower myself on his cock, creating a slow burn that will have me orgasming over and over.
Amer will ruin me for all others and I won’t complain. He says I’m his forever, but I don’t know if forever is long enough.
CHAPTEREIGHT
AMER
Ilie in bed awake and watch Mara-Lee sleep. She looks so peaceful as her chest softly rises and falls with each breath she takes. I’m taking in all of her features on her beautiful face and sexy body. In the morning light she looks like an angel, and I can’t wait to claim her body once more. It’s time for her to wake up.
Mara-Lee turns into my chest, and I take the opportunity to kiss her soft lips, then her jaw, and kiss behind her earlobe, planting kisses down her neck to the top of her chest. She softly moans and her eyes flutters open.
“Happy Birthday, Stellina, and Merry Christmas.” I kiss her again and she wraps her arms around my neck as I pull her on top of me.
“Thank you. Merry Christmas to you too.” She smiles.
“I think I can make it even more merry.” I wink and tighten my hold on her as I rub my erection between our bodies.
I roll her over and slowly enter her wet center. Even after making love and fucking her last night, her body wants more of what I’m giving her. Mara-Lee is so responsive to all I do and quickly comes, as she screams out my name.
