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“What is that?” She’s going limp, and her eyes are drowsy within seconds.
I catch her and hold her body tight against me.
“Something to help you rest, Angel. Forgive me.”
She’s finally in my arms where she belongs.
Gio
Isat with Everly until she woke up because I knew she wouldn’t know where she was. I didn’t want her to think the asshole in the bar that groped her had taken her. Even the thought makes me jealous. How dare he touch what’s mine? I know fully that my thought process is not normal, but I have given up on figuring it out and have embraced my insanity.
Seeing my beautiful girl lying in my bed feels right. Her gorgeous dark hair spread out on the pillow is perfection. I stare at her angelic face, and it feeds my obsession. It also feeds the blood supply to my cock. I keep myself under control at first, but then the energy coursing through me takes over. I have to touch her.
I walk over to the bed and run a hand over her soft skin, feeling the warmth. That she is safe and warm sends a feeling of contentment through me, and I feel my heart swell. Her shirt rides up, leaving a small section of her stomach uncovered, showing her belly button. I reach over and run my fingers across her stomach. The pulse going through my cock is painful. I reach down and adjust it, but the pleasure I feel from touching her and touching myself at the same time is too tempting. I roll up Everly’s shirt and lift her bra so that I can see her plump breasts.
I am depraved, but I need it. I need her. I can’t stop. I have to touch her.
I unbutton her jeans and pull them down enough to see that she has plain cotton panties on. Nothing about them is sexy, but on her, they are the most sensual lingerie that I have ever seen. I run my hand over the top of the cotton panties, feeling her pussy lips. I bend over and place my nose on the fabric, taking a deep breath. Smelling her sweetness.
Before I can stop myself, I unbutton my own pants and pull my rock-hard cock out. As I stand over my beautiful wife, I wrap my hand around my dick while squeezing. Moving it up and down. My head falls back on my shoulders while I continue to jack off over my beautiful girl.
I look down at her left hand, where I had placed her engagement and wedding ring. Possessiveness surges through me. She is mine, and no one will ever take her away from me. Pleasure shoots down to my balls, and I feel tightening. I have to finish. Have to get some relief. Jerking my dick even harder, I feel the euphoria take over. I’ve never lost control like this before. My eyes roll back in my head as my orgasm takes over. With a loud grunt and then a loud groan, my seed spills from my cock into my hand and onto my stomach. Relief. Pure Bliss. Gratification. Fulfillment. All of this, and I haven’t even fucked her yet.
I look down at my beautiful wife, knowing no matter what, I will never let her go. The obsession is too strong.
I go into the adjoining bathroom to get cleaned up before Everly wakes up. Once I’m presentable, I walk over to Everly and fix her clothes.
I move over to the armchair in the dark corner to watch and wait for my pretty prey to wake up. As I sit, I contemplate what I’m going to do next. I’ve never been so sure about decisions that I’ve made before, but there is no question in my mind that Everly was made for me.
Everly
There is a throbbing ache in my head, and my mouth is bone dry. I reach up and touch a spot on my neck where I feel a stinging sensation. My eyes feel heavy and like someone threw sand into them. Wherever I’m at is really comfortable. Wait a minute. The cold concrete in the alley is not comfortable or warm. I slowly open my eyes and look around.
I’m in a bedroom fit for a queen. It’s the most opulent room that I’ve ever laid eyes on. It literally looks like something the royal family would sleep in. The bedding is lustrous and satiny. Lots of silky material hanging from the canopy over the bed and the curtains. A soft, extravagant headboard. Beautiful golds, creams, and other soft colors. There is natural light streaming into the room through the large window. As my eyes drift up to the ceiling overhead, there is an ostentatious chandelier.
I try to remember how I got here when it comes back to me. I was at work, and the loud, obnoxious guy grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. I felt his wet lips on my neck and his chubby hand grabbing my crotch. I froze. It was like when Oliver assaulted me all over again, only this time I couldn’t fight back.
My nose stings, and my eyes water. I try to hold the tears at bay. I remember the hot, brooding guy that sat in the back of my section came over and saved me. He was meeting with a friend, and they both came over to help, but then I remember standing outside and him kissing me.
When his mouth touched mine, it wasn’t like the asshole who was sucking on my neck. This sent sparks of electricity through me. Until I felt a sting on my neck, and that was the last thing I remember.
They have drugged me. I sit up but feel light-headed. Something over in the corner moves. In the room’s corner is an armchair, and sitting in it is the guy who saved me. Then I remember again that he also drugged me. My mind is foggy, and it’s hard to focus.
“Hello, Angel.”
“Where am I?”
“You are home, Everly,” he states matter-of-factly, like I should know this. I am wondering if I’m in some parallel dimension because nothing is making sense.
“Home?” I ask, confused.
“Our home.”
“I don’t even know you.” I can’t help but shake my head because I am so lost right now.
“My name is Giovanni Martinelli. You can call me Gio.”
“Why did you bring me here? What are you going to do to me?” I feel a panic attack coming on. I am realizing how much danger I’m in.
