Abel, p.16
Abel, page 16
“Was that really necessary?” She whispers awake now. I just chuckle.
“Sure the fuck was.”
“One room down, rest of the house to go.” She says. I lean over her and kiss her.
“And a lifetime of memories to fill it with.”
32
DORIAN
Dammit, my head hurts. I try to open my eyes but they feel gritty. My mouth is drier than the Sierra and my throat hurts. Jesus, it’s bright here. Why can’t I remember where I am?
I sit up slowly, trying to look around through the small slits my eyes have open to. Everything looks hazy. Wait, is that mosquito nets? I rub my eyes. It smells different here. Salty like I’m by the ocean. FUCK.
My eyes open wide as I remember the fight with Willy.
“Buenos días Tesoro. How did you sleep?” Speak of the motherfucking devil.
“What did you…” I stop because he has his finger to his mouth. He taps his ear. Someone is listening. I nod.
“Want for breakfast?” I finish.
I am livid that I’m in this position. What the fuck is going on. He must see it all in my face. He pulls out a phone, types something, and then comes over to sit on the bed.
He leans into me as if we are going to kiss and whispers, “I’d like to have you but I doubt you’ll let me.” I gasp.
“Don’t, we have a part to play.” He whispers barely audible.
He kisses me slowly, softly like he has every right. What’s it say about me that I let him? I thought my head was fucked before.
“Meet me in the bathroom, no listening devices in there.” The whisper is a clear and direct order.
He stands and whips off his shirt. He has a scar on his chest a few inches from his heart. A tattoo of pink lips outlines it. I recognize it from a drop I did to RECON a few months ago. I kissed the note I left in the bag. I had written “Until next time” on the card. I was wearing that exact color lipstick. I’ve signed all the notes the same way since. My lips in that pink lipstick, my signature. I glance at his eyes and he winks.
What the actual fuck.
I get up to follow him. Wait one goddamn minute. Why am I naked? I stomp into the bathroom and I’m slammed into a wall. The door gets kicked closed. This time Willy kisses me hard. He’s pouring all his emotions into it. I try to push him away but to my dismay, I’m pulling him tighter instead.
He has my hands pinned above my head a moment later. He’s kissing my neck, chest and then sucking my nipple into his mouth. His other hand slides between my legs and holds right over my clit. I whimper cause I need a release so bad. I’m wound up so tight I need to snap.
Willy lets my nipple go with a giant pop.
“Dori?” I nod, god yes please I say with my eyes. But that’s not enough apparently.
“Tesoro, you need to say it. I can’t..” he doesn’t need to finish.
“Take me, please,” I beg.
“Forever if you’ll have me,” Willy whispers on my lips before he strokes my clit. My knees go weak. He drops to his knees and pulls one leg over his shoulder. He sucks my clit into his mouth and widens his mouth to include my piercings.
“Fuck!” I yell out. Listening devices be damned.
It’s been five years since I had an orgasm I didn’t give myself. None of those were ever satisfying. He has been the only man to ever give me one, during the worst moments of my life. This one I feel barreling down on me feels different. It’s not being hurried. But he is trying to rip it out of my soul. He’s going to have to piece me back together after because I’m going to shatter.
“Willy I need..” but I stop because his fingers are rubbing my entrance and then sliding in and over my g-spot. He applies just the right amount of pressure, suction, and licking. I’m pulling his hair closer to me. My head hits the wall hard and right when I’m about to erupt he fucking stops.
“WHAT THE FUCK?” I try to yank his head back to my pussy but he’s not letting me.
“You aren’t in control here. You’ll cum my way or not at all.” Willy says as he knocks my leg off his shoulders.
He yanks his boxers down and strokes himself. I watch in fascination. I’m no virgin. I’ve been chasing what he was giving me a few seconds ago for years. Unless I’m in control I have never been able to orgasm. Even then only with my own hands or toys.
He’s like a prime rib dinner in front of a starving person. I need it like my next breath. But I can’t submit, it’s not part of my character. I shake my head.
“I can’t,” I whisper. Tears are stinging my eyes. Sexual frustration at this level is a cruel torture.
“No, Tesoro, you won’t. There is a difference. It will be my greatest pleasure to show you and prove you wrong.” Willy strokes himself once more than places his lips to mine. Speaking ever so softly he says, “Now open your legs and give me what's mine.”
He lifts me by my hips and opens me wide.
“Reach down and spread your lips for me. I want you to watch as I shove every inch of my cock in you. You will cum on my cock, looking into my eyes, and then you will thank me for the pleasure of it all.”
I don’t remember moving my hand, but my fingers are forming a v shape doing exactly as he says.
“Watch me, Tesoro.” My eyes dropdown. He shifts me closer. I can see it in slow motion. His cock touches my fingers first, his girth is going to be a problem. He stops just before entering me.
“Now feel me, Dori.” He pushes into and pulls me onto his cock at the same time. “Don’t move your fingers and take deep breaths.” He says through gritted teeth.
He’s too big. My body is trying to force him out. He swivels his hips trying to make my pussy wider to fit him. He withdraws an inch and slams back in adding the last three inches I couldn’t take before. More swivels of the hips.
I’m actually drooling from my mouth gaping open. The extra moisture drips from my bottom lip and lands on his cock. “Fuck yes.” He says speeding up. My head snaps up and our eyes lock.
“I can’t wait to watch you drool on my cock more. But first, you're going to cum. Take your hand away.” I move it and go to grab his shoulder for support but he opens his mouth. So I feed him my fingers. He sucks them and I swear I feel it on my clit.
My inner muscles tighten like a vice. Willy hisses and pinches my ass cheek. “I’m not done with you yet.” He tilts my hips at an angle and the world loses sound.
“That's it. Feel nothing but me. Take the pleasure only I can give you. Cum all over and scream my name so the world knows I ruined this pussy long ago.”
I cum so hard he can’t move. He leans in and bites my lip and hisses “BREATHE!” I gulp in the air and he can thrust again.
“You fucking bitch. Take my cum.” He explodes inside me and I cum again. My pussy sucking him dry.
We both fall to the floor. Exhausted. Willy grabs both my cheeks and kisses me.
“Thank you. You are my greatest gift, Tesoro.” When he lets go, I take a deep breath. His cock is still twitching inside me.
I slap him so hard his head stays to the side.
“Don’t you ever call me a bitch again!” I shout in his face. How dare he!
Banging comes from the outer doors.
“JEFE! Que pasa?”
“Tranquilo todo esta bien!” He yells back. Nothing is fucking alright. He straightens his neck and looks at me smiling.
“I like you feisty. Time to shower. We have dinner plans and you need to dress the part.” Oh, I am not playing his whore no matter how good that sex was.
He stands and starts the shower. I watch his ass flexes as he bends to test the water. I notice the red marks I left on his back. Good.
“What part?” I really want to hear him say it again.
“Of my devoted fiancé of course.” Willy winks.
I’m going to stab him in that eye. “YOUR WHAT?”
“The wedding is in three days.” For fucks sake.
EPILOGUE
SATAN
Getting older is rough on the body. Twenty-five years ago a hit on the head wouldn’t have even made me blink. Now? It makes me feel weak and frail. None of which are conducive of a man that is 6’6, 220 lbs, mean-ass biker.
I rub my head wondering where the fuck the ice packs I was promised are. A soft knock on the door has me flinching. It sounds like cannons going off.
“It’s about fucking time. Get in her Doc my head feels like it’s splitting open.” The door opens and a tiny little woman with purple and black hair stands in my doorway holding a bottle of pain relievers and two ice packs.
“You aren’t Doc,” I say.
She rolls her eyes, hip checks the door to get it too close, and walks to my bed like a lamb to the slaughter.
“Clearly.” She says as the door slams shut.
“FUCK!” I roar grabbing my head.
“Oops.” She squeaks, climbing on my bed. My eyes pop open.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” She and I in this bed isn’t a good idea. Not if the reaction I had to her earlier repeats itself.
“Shh, you are going to make your own headache worse. Lay down.” She climbs on top of my lap and leans over my torso to place the ice packs on my head. The tassels hanging from her nipples tickle my chest hair.
My dick gets hard. Shit. I want to rip the silver and white dangles off with my teeth.
She sits back on my hips once she's done with the ice packs and notices.
“Oh, um. No big deal. Occupational hazard.” She giggles. That's not helping. I grab her hip and squeeze.
“Stop fucking moving.” I’m gritting my teeth which makes the headache worse. But now I have tension in my head and cock. My body is at war trying to figure out which to handle first.
“I swear I’m just reaching for your glass of water. You need to take these for the pain.” She shakes the bottle and the sound makes my teeth rattle. Her small fingers smooth the grimace from my face.
“Don’t tense up like that. It’ll make it worse.” She grabs my water, produces a straw, and hands me two pills.
“Lean forward a bit.” She’s holding my neck and bringing her tits closer to my face. I turn my head, pop the pills in my mouth then go to take the glass from her hand. My huge hand engulfs hers plus most of the cup and we just stare at each other while I drink.
Her silver lavender eyes get wide. She glances at my mouth. “You're dripping.” She leans into me and licks my lip.
“Who sent you?” I ask because that fucker is getting a raise.
“Um, tall guy with muscles on his muscles.” She leans me back onto my pillows and fixes the ice packs again.
“Your name?” I ask. Closing my eyes. I need to rest because clearly, I’m losing my mind if I think fucking this tiny thing would be a great idea right now.
“Violet but the girls call me bunny.” I feel her shrug. Then the bed shifts as she gets down. I’m not sure I like her moving away from me. Jesus my head is a mess.
“Thank you bunny,” I say as I hear her walk to the door.
“No problem at all Satan. Hope you feel better soon.” Then the door closes.
I fall asleep dreaming of being in a field full of dahlias and violets.
THE END
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