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‘No,’ I said.
He pushed me over so that I was squashed beneath him on the sofa, his skin sticky and gross and his weight pinning me to the fabric. I squeaked as he slapped me hard across the face, my head spinning.
Then his other hand was under my leggings, digging at me with uncut nails and pained strokes.
Writhing and bucking, I tried to free myself from him, fear causing me to lose any sense of self preservation. I needed him off.
I screamed for help, hoping that someone on the other side of the door would burst in and save me. ‘Help! Please!’
No-one appeared. Another sharp crack to my cheek brought another wave of tears before he forced his fingers inside me, dragging another great sob from me. Everything hurt, but the terror was crushing, outweighing it all.
‘You should count yourself lucky that I’m pleasing you. I could just fill you with my dick.’ His breath was ragged as I continued to try to get him off of me. ‘You should thank me.’
Another crack to my face, this time catching me at the temple, left me reeling, my eyesight blurring as pain blossomed behind my ear. It rendered me stunned back against the sofa as he tugged at my trousers, the distant sound of his belt opening and his zip undoing. No. I tried to move, but couldn’t, my limbs sluggish to respond.
He thrust my legs apart and knelt between them, reaching for me and roughly shoving his fingers inside. ‘You’re still dry. This will hurt.’
More tears. More fear.
The door burst open behind me before he could go any further. His son, Cameron, coming into frame as I tried to cover myself.
‘Come on, you’re needed downstairs.’
‘Five fucking minutes, Cam. It won’t take me long to fill her up.’
Cam’s face screwed up as he took in my tear-stained face and the heated red marks covering my cheeks.
Please take pity. Please help me.
I mouthed the help me to him. He quickly averted his eyes.
‘The Cosgrove deal his gone tits up, we need to get over there now. They’ve got the rat contained and I need to ask him some questions before our guys get to gun happy.’
Harold grumbled as he buckled up his belt, before reaching out and grabbing my face firmly in his grip. ‘Two days to wait until you get the rest of me, however, will you manage? I’ll be looking forward to it.’
When he let me go, I curled up in to sofa, pulling my trousers back into place and drawing my knees up to my chest. Enough tears to drown me, and great wracking sobs that shook the couch beneath me.
Hours later, Maeve found me there, taking in my bruised cheeks and salt stained face.
‘What happened?’ she said, scooping me up against her and smoothing my hair.
‘Harold.’
‘Oh Esther, I’m sorry.’
‘You don’t have to be. But he will.’
‘Come on, let’s get you in the shower and find you something to eat. I’ll stay over with you in case he comes back.’
Next time I’d be ready. Stick him through with a knife while he was worrying about his cock.
It was the only pleasure he’d actually be able to bring me.
THIRTY-EIGHT
ALEC
The gravel crunched beneath my feet as I walked up the McGowan’s driveway, the clouds overhead thick and grey and casting a headache inducing light over the mansion.
