Chapter Fourteen

 

 

 

Torq

When her eyes open, I see something I never thought I’d see shining back at me—complete love and trust.

It’s not the love that a couple has for each other after they’ve been together for a while, but it’s a new kind of love. I want nothing more than to accept it, no matter what it means or how little there is.

I know she’s a virgin, and that I need to be gentle with her, so instead of pushing fully into her with one thrust, I move slowly. Inch by inch I enter her, trying to make this as painless as possible.

She flinches only a little when I push past her barrier, but then she moans, and I know the worst is over. I continue to move slowly at first, more for me than for her. She’s so tight and feels so good, I don’t want to move too fast. Otherwise, I won’t last long. It’s also her first time, and I want it to be good for her.

Picking up my pace, I thrust harder, causing us both to moan in unison.

“Fuck, Angel,” I growl when she squeezes my cock, almost to the point of pain. I guess when she told me she’d squeeze me, she wasn’t lying.

Her nails dig into my back as hers arches off the bed, begging without words for more.

Giving her what she wants, I move faster and harder. It won’t be long now, but I can’t stop myself.

“Yes, Dominic. Yes,” she cries out, urging me on. I’m more than willing to comply.

Lifting her leg with my right arm, I’m able to reach a spot deep inside her and she flinches. Whether it’s from my size or depth, I don’t know, but she doesn’t pull away.

“Shit, you feel so fuckin’ good.” I’ve never felt anything like this. Her pussy is silky and warm, and even though it’s a tight fit, it’s a perfect fit. She hugs my cock like she was made for me and me alone. I will do everything in my power to make sure she never leaves me. I’ll be the best man I can be for her so she never wants anyone but me.

Knowing I can’t hold my own pleasure off much longer, I lower her leg and slow my thrusts, wanting to savor this while I can. I still have to tell her I’m leaving in the morning, and I don’t know when I’ll be back. I don’t know how long I’ll be without her in my arms and in my bed, so I need this to be enough until I can return.

Kissing her lips softly and slowly, she latches onto my neck and devours my mouth, taking everything she can from me. She doesn’t have to try, because I’d willingly give her anything she wanted; all she has to do ask. I’d give her the fucking world.

Reaching down with my right hand as my left continues to hold myself up, I start to rub her clit, knowing it’s the best way to get her off before me. She already came once from my mouth on her, but I need her to come again on my cock. I need to feel her squeeze the life out of me and milk every drop of cum from my body.

I feel her insides start to pulse against me. I know I can make her come harder, so I rub faster and put more pressure on her clit as I move in and out of her, faster now.

The finish line is in sight, and just as I feel her contract and hear her scream words that aren’t even words, I start to come.

“Fuck,” I yell, pushing deeper inside her, filling her up with everything I have. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a release, so it feels like my orgasm goes on and on.

As I come down from the best high I’ve ever had, I lay my head on her chest.

“That was—” I start to say, only to have her finish my sentence.

“Amazing.”

I couldn’t agree with her more. Lifting my head, I caress her face with my rough hand, but she doesn’t mind my calluses. I just hope she never finds out the things I’ve done to earn them.

“You’re amazing,” I say, not caring how cheesy it sounds. It’s just me and her in this room, and if I can only promise her one thing, it’s that I will be open and honest, pure and true when we’re together. And even when we’re not alone, I’ll still make an effort to lavish her with the attention she deserves, to a point. I never want anyone to see my weaknesses. They give your enemies a way to hurt you, and I will not allow someone to hurt my Angel to get to me. I’ll die before that happens.

She smiles through a yawn. I know she’s exhausted, but I’m not ready to let her sleep just yet.

“Come on,” I say, pulling myself off her and standing up. My cock is starting to get hard again, but I know I need to give her some time to heal. She’s not ready for days and nights filled with lots of sex. She’s got to be sore, so I need to take care of her.

“Where we going,” she asks through another yawn.

“To shower. Then you can sleep, my Angel.”

It takes a bit of effort for her to pull herself from the bed, but when she stands, I can see a little more alertness in her eyes.

Reaching for her hand, I lead her to what I hope is the bathroom. It’s the only other door in this apartment, so it has to be it.

Sure enough, when I open the door, a small shower greets us. I wish it was bigger so both of us could fit inside, but I don’t need to shower, so I’ll let her wash up while I go back and inspect the bed.

Turning the water on, I open the door for her to enter.

“Aren’t you gonna join me?” she asks, her eyes playful.

Laughing, I kiss her lips before slapping her ass. “Not tonight. You get washed up, take a soak, whatever you need. I’ll go make the bed and wait for you.”

She pouts, which makes her look even sexier, but I can’t take her again. I slap her ass once more to get her going, then grab a wet washcloth before leaving her to do her thing.

Once I’m back in her room, I wipe myself up as best I can.

I don’t put my clothes back on because I want to feel her skin on mine. I’ve never slept in a bed with a woman, but I’m looking forward to spending the night with her in my arms. Even if it’s only for a few hours.

While I wait for her to finish showering, I find another sheet in her closet. I try not to snoop too much, but I couldn’t help but notice a whole drawer filled with sexy costumes. A police officer outfit, a nurse and school girl outfit, and a few made out of what looks to be leather. I’m definitely going to have her wear those for me in a private show when I get back.

Just as I’m finishing putting the clean sheet on her bed, she comes walking into the room with just a towel. When she sees what I’m doing, she looks a little embarrassed.

Walking up to her, I take her in my arms so she knows there’s nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed of. “It wasn’t that bad, so don’t worry, okay?”

She looks up at me and nods.

Reaching up, I pull the towel away from her body and lead her to the bed. Lying down beside her, I hold her close to me, her back to my chest.

“I have to leave tomorrow morning. I’ve got a few things to do for the club, but I’ll be back in a few days. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to wake you before I leave so I can put your number in my phone. I’ll call or text to let you know when I have a better idea of when I’ll be back.”

I thought she’d be upset, or think I was blowing her off, but she surprises me. I guess she really isn’t anything like other girls.

“Okay.”

“Okay. Now sleep, my beautiful Angel.”

I think she fell asleep before I even finished the sentence. I wasn’t far behind her.

***

I don’t know what time it is, but I wake to Angel moving around on the bed. I’m not sure if she’s uncomfortable or if she’s having a nightmare, so I put my hand on her back and say in a soothing, sleepy voice. “Go back to sleep, baby.”

She doesn’t reply right away, so I think she’s already fallen back asleep, but then I hear a voice that’s definitely not hers.

“But I’m not tired, baby.”

My eyes fly open, and the first thing I see is a man holding Angel—one arm around her naked waist, the other snaked around her neck, his gloved hand firmly placed over her mouth. Tears are streaming down her face and her eyes are wide with fear, begging me to save her.

She’s trying and struggling to get away from him, but it’s no use. He’s too strong.

When I move my eyes to the man who is now sitting up in the bed beside me, I come face to face with the man I saved her from months ago. I should have killed him when I had the chance.

I know I don’t have a weapon on me, but I know I can take them.

Before I can even move an inch, the man with the scar’s gloved fist slams down on the side of my head, striking my temple with enough force to send me flying off the bed, causing my vision to go fuzzy. I know I’m about to lose consciousness. There’s nothing I can do about it, or about what they’ll do to my Angel. I’m completely helpless in this moment.

Right before everything goes black and my world ends, I hear him say, “I heard you were lookin’ for me a few months ago when you found me with this little slut. Thought you could get rid of me, but you failed. You took her away from me then. Now, it’s my turn to return the favor.”

 

 

To Be Continued...