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Iwalk into the bathroom, and Nicole is in the kitchen grabbing us drinks. I slowly unbutton my shirt as I look at myself in the mirror. There is blood on my face, my neck, and my hands. The fucker was screaming and spitting blood everywhere. That is not at all what I planned tonight, but the statement had to be made, and people need to know that touching her and doing fucking anything to her that I disapprove of will result in fucking consequences.
I remove my shirt and throw it into the basket before I remove my shoes, socks, pants, and underwear. Nicole is not the only one that lost her shit tonight. Both of us became unhinged with someone else touching what belongs to us. Seeing her with that girl, seeing her jealousy fucking turned me on. It took everything I had not to push her against the wall and fuck her, fingering her, making her cum on my hand in front of everyone held me off, but now that we are alone, I don’t think I will be able to keep myself under control.
I slowly turn and walk into the shower. Pushing the button, the hot water falls onto my sore muscles and blood-covered skin. I walk up to the shower head and place my hands firmly on the wall as I close my eyes and tilt my head back, allowing the water to wash over my face.
My heart is still racing. Ty was right there, just like I knew he would be. He told me he would watch over her, and he did. He is the only man on earth that can touch her and fucking live. Seeing the fight break out next to her scared the shit out of me. But that is the thing about running casinos. Things can pop off at any fucking minute, and now that we are talking about opening up clubs, it will only get fucking worse.
I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with fresh air, as I lower my hands from the wall. I turn, lower my head, and open my eyes. Nicole is standing at the entrance of the shower, her arms are crossed, pushing her perfect breast up, and she is completely fucking naked. I can’t help but look over her body, every fucking scar, every fucking piece of her skin, it makes my fucking mouth water.
Is our connection and relationship solely fucking based on sex? Fuck no. Is a big part of it? Fuck yes, it is, and I wouldn’t fucking change a thing, and I don’t feel ashamed or guilty about it either. We both validate each other in sexual ways; her just giving herself to me is enough for me. She let me finger her in my casino as people were walking by. Would I ever fucking share her? No, do I mind if people see how she is mine? Fuck no, they can look, they can pass on by, but they look for too long or choose to touch; that is a line that can’t be fucking crossed.
Her trusting me fully to take her whenever and wherever I want is such a fucking turn-on, and every day she seems to fucking surprise me.
“Did he hurt you, bambino?”I ask, hearing the rage and jealousy in my voice, That fucker deserved to die a slow death, and he deserved to see my face as he fucking died. No one is stupid enough to fucking touch her now, and if they are, they will suffer the same fucking fate as the drunk old man.
She shakes her head. “No, Christian, he didn’t.” Her voice is confident, making some of my jealousy and rage disappear, but it is still there. It is always there.
“Are you okay?” I ask softly, her voice warms my fucking heart
She smiles and nods. “Thanks to you and Ty, yes I am okay,” she confirms, trying to reassure me, but I won’t fully be reassured until she is in my arms and my dick buried in her fucking pussy, reminding me again that she is fucking real, that this isn’t a dream. I fucking dreamt about her for years, and now I am scared that she is just going to fucking disappear one day.
“Are you sure?” I ask again because I need to hear it. I need to fucking see it in her eyes. She is the most important fucking thing to me.
If she is not okay, then I am not okay.
If she is in pain, then I am in pain.
If she is happy, then I am happy.
Like I have said before.
If she dies, I die.
If she lives, I will live with her.
She pushes off the side wall and quickly stops in front of me. She lifts her hands and rests them on my chest. Her eyes are locked onto me as she slowly lowers her hand. My eyes close, and my dick hardens as her hands move down my chest to my stomach. I open my eyes when her hands stop.
“Yes, I am sure, are you?” she asks softly.
I nod. “Yes.” It is the only word I can say right now.
She tilts her head to the side. “Are you sure?” She asks with a small smile.
She drops her hands from my stomach, making me feel cold and pissed, pissed because I need to fucking feel her. I step into her, her chest now against mine. I grab onto her arms and turn us both around, slamming her against the wall. I release her arms and rest my hands on the wall on either side of her head, boxing her in making my heart race. I fucking love seeing her like this. I lean in, and my lips are almost touching hers. “Yes, I am sure,” I whisper.
Her eyes lock on me. “Show me, my King,” she whispers back.
I search her eyes for a moment, then drop my hands from the wall. I reach down and grab her legs, lifting her off of the ground, just like clockwork, a perfect fucking clock. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. She leans in and presses her lips against mine as I reach between us and grab my dick, pushing it into her already fucking ready pussy. There is no need to work up to it. We aren’t making love, we are fucking, we need to fuck.
I can do that. I can do this for her. Her body starts to move on my dick, making me moan into her mouth. She pulls her head back, resting it against the wall. Her legs and arms tighten around me as she fucking clings to me.
“I love you, Christian,” she whispers as I lean down and bite down on her neck. She screams as her pussy wraps tighter around my cock. Our bodies move to a perfect song that only we can hear. This fucking woman is going to be the death of me.
50
Nicole
We have been at the casino for hours, but I haven’t really been paying attention. Honestly, I have been lost in the memory of last night with Christian. He has completely fucking taken me over, and I am in it for all of it, for all of him. He is the man that I love, that I need, that saved me, and that continues to fucking save me in more ways than one.
