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“Here,” Natasha said as she came back into my room with my drink. I took a sip and relished the feel of the burning liquid as it went down my throat. “Be careful, miss, you don’t want to end up with a drinking habit like your father.”
I turned to look at her then, only to notice the bruises on her neck, the red ringed eyes. That’s how it had started with my mother.
I should have known my father would creep on her, the man simply couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. He may start out like a sweet man as most of the city thought him to be, but he was an egotistical narcissist who used his fists and his anger to dominate any woman he could.
“You shouldn’t let him do that to you,” I told her. “You can see what he does to my mother.”
She seemed surprised but I knew she didn’t cover the bruises for a reason. She wanted to shove the abuse in his face to make him feel ashamed. Just as my mother had stopped covering hers.
He simply didn’t care anymore.
He believed he was untouchable.
“Your mother has never been a good wife to him,” she said defiantly.
“Natasha, he’s not going to marry you no matter what he’s said to you in order for you to jump into bed with him. He’s an asshole. He wants everything he sees, he’s a child. I suggest you run, because if he does get his hooks into you, you’ll never escape his wrath.”
Natasha was angry, I could see it in the thin white line above her top lip. She turned on her heel and marched out without another word.
Should I have been careful with what I said? Sure, but I felt bad for her. She honestly thought, like so many of his lovers before her, that he would leave my mother. I knew for a fact he didn’t love my mother but she was his property just as he thought I was until he married me off.
I was noone’s. I may love Roman but he didn’t own me, I was my own woman and that scared the living hell out of my father.
He had no idea what was coming and I was thrilled by that fact.
I finished my drink and turned to go and lay down. It had been a tough day in the Caldwell house and there had been no sight of Tyler. I looked back at the balcony only to jump when I saw the shadowy figure outside. When he rested his head on the windows, I could see it was my Roman.
I ran to the doors and unlocked them. He stepped inside, his entire body wet from the storm that had lashed outside.
“How are you here?” I asked, almost breathless, pulling him inside before someone saw him.
“I needed you,” he said, grabbing my face in his hands and pulling me to him. I instantly wrapped my arms around him, letting his tongue dive into my mouth and tangle with my own. He pushed me back, against the bed, my knees bending as he pushed me down. I looked up at him, as he peeled off his wet shirt and undid his belt. He dropped his pants so fast as he climbed onto the bed with me. I pulled my shirt off and pulled my pants down quickly to get naked too. His wet clammy skin didn’t make it easy to move around but we made it work. The need was much greater than want at this point. He climbed on top of me as he nudged my legs apart with his knees. As if they had a mind of their own, they opened wide for him. He lifted my hips up, causing my head to shoot down between two pillows underneath me. Before I could pull the pillows away, I felt him shove his hard cock into my pussy. I gasped at the feel of him stretching me, the feel of his hot hands on my hips, gripping me as tight as he could, sending sparks of pain up and down my sides. He slowly moved out of me before slamming back into me again. I grabbed one pillow and slammed it over my mouth to cover the sound of my screaming. One hand moved from my hip to my breast and he squeezed it tight, pinching the tip of my nipple before he squeezed it again. It sent a ripple of desire all over me, the nerves in my nipple were on fire as he continued to slam into me over and over again. I tried desperately not to scream although I needed to. My door wasn’t locked. Anyone could come in and then Roman would be in trouble but I couldn’t stop this. I needed this as much as he did.
I lifted my own butt up so he could position himself better. He leant back on his legs and lifted me up so I was sitting on his cock, his arms supporting me as I slid up and down his body, my feet resting on the bed behind him.
The intensity in his eyes showed me just how sad he was. My heart bled for him. I kissed him softly as I moved my hips around and around. A subtle change to what he’d been doing to me but it worked. His hands were over my back, everywhere he could feel my flesh. I loved the feel of his hot, rough fingers over me, causing my skin to pimple with goosebumps. My pussy was beginning to throb and tighten around him as the familiar clenching started. It was almost as if my pussy was trying to grab onto him and never let him go. He could feel it, I know he could, because he started to lift my ass up faster and faster, pulling his legs out from behind him and laying down on the bed. I straddled him and rode him just like I would a bucking bull, my fingernails scraping down his chest, causing angry red lines to appear instantly. His fingers dug into my waist as he held onto me so I didn’t slide off.
I rode him until I felt my pussy begin to throb with intensity and then I gasped as my orgasm hit me. Moving my hips to meet the needs of my orgasm, I tried to get him to topple over with me. As the throbs began to ebb, he picked me up and turned me over, my back to him, he shoved my head down and my ass in the air as he slid his cock into me from behind. I screamed into my pillows again as he widened me with his thick cock. He had no care for my needs, it was what he needed in this moment as he slammed his way into me, all the way to his own orgasm moments later. Panting, he rested over my back. I supported him until he finally pulled out of me and I collapsed on the bed. He laid there, breathless, his skin still clammy but now warm from our hot fuck just now.
“Go and have a shower,” I said to him. “You stink.”
He chuckled half heartedly and slid off the bed. His fine naked ass heading into the bathroom off to the side of my bedroom. I’d never get sick of that ass.
I rolled out of bed and grabbed my robe, tying it around my waist and combing my hair to get rid of the tangles I knew it would have after that tussle.
He was taking forever in the shower but I didn’t mind, it was giving me reason enough to make my heart rate return to normal. My legs ached, and my pussy ached, with satisfaction.
I stuck my head in and saw him toweling off, a smirk on his face when he saw me. A knock landed on my door, startling me. Roman’s smirk disappeared and he moved over to the far wall, making sure whatever weapon he had on him was still working. I held my hand up to tell him to stay in here and I quickly moved over to the door.
Before I could stop him, Tyler shoved into my room before I could close the door again.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him, even though I knew exactly what he’d been worried about. I prayed Roman didn’t come out knowing it was Tyler. I didn’t want a war to erupt in my bedroom. There was no way Roman would get away alive. This was Caldwell territory.
“I did it, cuz, I really fucking did it this time.”
He’d been crying. I could hear it in his voice and see it on his face. I’d never known Tyler to lose his cool.
Ever.
