Returning to her stool, unaware of
the minutes that had passed by Sophie looked into the eyes of her fourth date
this week. She was on a role. Not letting anyone get close enough to scorch her
heart like He did, but enough to have slight fun and flirtation.
Nick was defiantly sexy enough to
do a little more than flirting. But knowing that He was so close she didn’t
want to chance anyone dying tonight, least not right in front of her. Shit I got to get rid of this guy. God,
please don’t let me see Nick on the eleven o’clock news.
Sitting in his previous corner he
licked his lips remembering how sweet her pussy tasted. In his mind he owned
her. The mark on her shoulder proved so.
His eyes tracked her speedy return to her seat. Pulled out of his thoughts he
watched as his property stood up and walked out hand in hand with the
fuckwad…..dead fuckwad.
She turned around and sort of swung
into an embrace with her new flirtation. Knowing that this was not a good thing
she quickly let loose his hand and side stepped him.
“Hey Nick, hun, thank you for walking me to my
car.”
“Oh you know I would never allow
you to go alone. It’s not safe out here for cute little girls like you”. Sophie chuckled at his mock concern and
stupidity. She opened her mouth about to give him a lecture of why she was not
a little girl, a sudden thumping started low in her chest. It made her gasp and
grab at her shirt, as look around wildly she found the cause of her sudden
discomfort. He was staring ever so intently at the far corner of the parking lot.
“Hey Soph you okay, you look scared girl,
don’t worry as long as I’m here aint nothing going to happen to you sweetness.” A slow
chuckle arose in here head. She glanced at nick then back to the corner of the
parking lot, He was gone. Shit, this is
bad.
”
Oh nick,” She sighed. “it was so nice knowing you. Please don’t for any
reason ever try and contact me. It’s me, not you. I would have just used you
for sex and been done with you and caused you lots of heart ache. You don’t
want that do you Nick?”
Not waiting for an answer she
reached on her tip toes and kissed hip lightly on the lips, thus sealing his
fate. Looking into those hazel eyes she saw nothing but disorientation and
regret.
Opening the door to her black four
doors Nissan, she hurried in and waited for Nick to walk back in the bar. Hopefully He will have the decency to let
this poor man be. Turning the key in her ignition she doubted her very own
thoughts. It just doesn’t make sense that
he chooses tonight of all nights to show up, randomly. FUCK! She banged her
head against the steering wheel letting it rest till the dull pain went away.
“Please don’t do that lover. I
happen to like that forehead very much and I don’t like bruises on my body.” Sophie
didn’t even bother to look up.
“Please don’t kill him. He’s really nice. I
liked him a lot but he means nothing to me. No more than a passing flirtation.
This is the first time we have gone out. I have to work with him and people
will think it suspicious that he was out with me and he got killed the same
night. So just forget about it. I’ll quit my job and get another one…just
please,” she sighed and dared looked up at him.
In the bathroom she couldn’t really
focus on his face. He hadn’t changed a bit. Dark black hair that even the night
envied cascaded down his shoulders and back. It was neatly trimmed of course,
not a strand out of place. Crisp clean black shirt hugging, no, suffocating the
life out of the unnaturally buff mocha colored arms, giving no illusion of the
muscles that lie beneath the silk stretch shirt.
Memories flooded her of how she
used to grab a handful of it while his head place hovering between her thighs,
making her cum that way countless times just as he almost did in the bathroom.
She notices the hard ridge of a perfect nose. The perfect soft pink lips that
even most women pay for slightly plumped perfect for….things. He had Eyes of a dangerous man, and the face
of a dark angel.
Gosh
I can’t even think straight with him so fucking near. Crap! What was I thinking
about… she chuckled to herself then remembered what she was doing, pleading
for a man’s life. She willed her mouth to make the words that seemed to be
stuck in her throat. “Please don’t kill him. Please.” She hated to whine but
she couldn’t help it.
“Oh my dear Sophie.”
The way he said her name as if
caressing her from inside out sent chills down her spine all the way to her
toes. She immediately looked away, not even giving him the satisfaction of
knowing the kind hold he still had on her. She was a fool to think there was
nothing there anymore. Of course there was hate…lots of hate. But in a sick
twisted way love strangled that hate in less than five minutes of even knowing
of his presence. “ I know you do not have any feelings for him, but he touched
my property. I must defend what’s mine my love. How else am I to prove my
undying love to you?” The corner of his mouth quirked into a smile showing the
dazzling white teeth that looked too perfect for any human to have. A tear slid
down her face. At least he cares. He reached out and caressed her face. The tips
of his finger tracing the line of her jaw. “Please.” Begging didn’t become her
at all, but know the life of some unsuspecting man was in her hands.
“Let him be.” Her sadden expression
pulled at his heart strings. He knew he was being an asshole. Leaning his whole
body forward he sniffed and smelled the man’s cologne on her.
Licking her single tear away,
grazing her cheek with his he whispered in her ear, “You’ll get your wish. I
will not spill his blood tonight….” Sophie released a breath she didn’t even
know she’d been holding. “But if he is to ever lay eyes upon you again or is in
the same airspace as you I will kill him. Is that understood my love.” As he
tucked a dark red curl behind her hear she nodded ever so aware of the not so
little threat he posed. At least I
managed to save one life tonight. She thought to herself. Letting her head
fall to the crook of his neck she inhaled the familiar smell. Nowhere in the
world had she ever smelled anything like him. Sliding her lips along the side
of neck up to his chin, so desperately she wanted to kiss those lips.
Just one taste surly could do no harm. Shit no I can’t. Five gosh darn years this
fucker has abandoned me. And now I’m playing right into his suave moves. In the car with Him five minutes and I’m
ready to take him…again. Her ranting train of thought was interrupted by a
warm hand make a trail straight up her dress. Her short mini dress, not leaving
a lot of distant between those fingers and what they were seeking. She jerked
herself back and looked at him in pure astonishment.
“Seriously, after five years, no call, email,
letter, text message, telegram nothing. And you want what? Sex?” she shook her
head and laughed, “You got some balls I’ll tell you that much.” She turned and
looked out her window. “What did you come for, your five year booty call? Well
if that’s the case please leave because you’re not getting any of this tonight
or any other night. Selfish asshole going to ruin a perfectly good date and wa”
He grasped her chin and yanked her
face around so she was staring at him nose to nose. “Sophie shut the fuck up
and drive to our house.” Sophie’s eyes grew wide at the way he just shoved
himself back in her life. Our fucking house nothing. She thought
to herself as she pulled out of the parking lot. I pay the rent, I take out the trash, and I buy the freaking toilet
tissue. Me. Not you, douchebag.
“Lover
your thoughts are betraying you. Once we get home I will release the tension from your body and mind. Won’t you
like that Lover?”
She didn’t even look at him when
she turned around, didn’t even want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he
was getting to her. The way he used those terms of endearment always seemed to
pour into her heart and make it pump out feeling of absolute euphoria. Starring straight ahead gripping the steering
wheel for dear life, she didn’t even want to respond. Taking a deep breath in,
trying to gain control over the hormones that He was wreaking havoc on, she
focused on the road ahead. Deciding to
take back roads instead of the highway to prolong the blissful reunion, she
stared at the naked road except for the trees on either side her. Emotions
running ramped in her head. Questions banging at her lips demanding to have
their release. Pride was the only thing
keeping the turmoil inside her at bay. “All this negative energy can be used …..in
other productive ways, my dear. Did you think I’d forgotten about the love of
my existence? The only one made for me
and I her. You silly girl.” He allowed his body to relax and sit back in the
not so comfortable chair. Making a mental not to take her to the car dealership
tomorrow and get her a new one, perhaps a nice little gps tracking wouldn’t
hurt. But then again not matter where in this world or the next he would find
her. Stopping his mental assaults he was
sending to her body he decided it was enough for now.
Pulling up in her reserved parking
space and took the keys out of the ignition. With her hand on the car handle
staring at one bedroom house. A kitchen with enough space to move around in and
one in a half bathes. It wasn’t much but it was hers. Close spaces didn’t
bother her. In fact it helped her forget how lonely she was and how there was
no one else in the bed with her at night or no one to sit at a table to share
breakfast with. At 24 she felt she was doing okay for herself.
Grabbing her clutch purse turning
to him and mustering up courage that she borrowed from somewhere in the midst
of her inner war she said in such a tiny voice barely above a whisper Please
take your shoes off before you enter my
house. I’m going upstairs to bed. If your planning of staying the night make
yourself comfortable on my couch seeing as I don’t have another bed or blowup
mattress. Opening the car door she took sure strides the front door; she
fidgeted with her keys before finding her house one. The spell of cinnamon
spice assaulted her in the loveliest way. Something that always reassured her
that this was her house, her home, her sanctuary. No one had control here
besides her. Looking around her living
room/dining room comforted every piece of furniture she picked out and all the
assorted colors of knick knacks that were carefully placed about. She stepped
out of her heals and threw them in the corner behind the door. Running her hands in her hair she started
climbing up the stairs when she heard the door close. Please make sure you lock
the behind you. She continued her assent and opened the door to her room.
Ignoring the shadowy figure sitting in the corner, she took of her dress, bra,
and panties letting them all fall to the floor, deciding to pick them up in the
morning. Heading to her bathroom she closed the door allowing her the pretense
of privacy, she looked in the mirror. The reflection that looked back was one
of a disheveled teenager. A sight she hadn’t seen in five years. One she didn’t
think she would ever see again. Turning around she dared a glance at the mark
placed on her all that time ago when she didn’t understand the gravity of her
commitment to Him. It was glowing bright purple. It did that every time He was near. It was a
constant reminder of who she belonged to. Sophie sighed and turned on the
shower, reaching into the caddy she pulled out her shower cap. After securing
her hair underneath she sat down in the tub and cried. She felt like the night
two years ago when she finally gave up hope he would ever come back to her. The
tears spilled so hard, chokes and sobs that would probably wake up neighbors,
poured from her soul that night. Finally finding her soul mate, being so happy
at the knowledge someone could love her so completely then to have that reality
ripped away. Something that not even she would wish on her worst enemy. Why
couldn’t he just stay away, I was coping, I was trying to get better. I could
have had a semi normal life. I mean at
least I would have tried. And that what count right. Trying. The water
stopped and suddenly she was whisked into arms that had abandoned her when she
needed him the most. He walked back into the bedroom and gently laid her on the
bed disposing of the cap that held her abundant curls. Sophie’s breath started
to quicken realizing she was fighting a losing battle. There was no use fighting what was about to
happen. He was going to take her, and
she would let him.
His lips descended on hers soft
kisses trying to erase some of the pain her caused her over the years. Open
your mouth for me honey. I’ve waited so long to do this. To be with you again
as we were. God you’re so fucking gorgeous. He spoke over her lips while
inching his hand down from her neck grazing down to her breast he stopped. The
memory of that fool he decided to save because of his starring, no ogling his
property’s breast made him want to bite and mark her especially on them. But he
understood now was the time to love her. Make her remember how it used to be.
He had his reasons for leaving her so abruptly. Arrangements had to be made in
order to create a secure life with her. Taking the nipple between his index
finger he pinched it then latched on sucking hard, he enjoyed the way her
breast filled his mouth as he tried to stuff as much as possible. Giving the
same attention to her other breast looked up at her and saw she a picture of a flush horny woman waiting
for sexual release. The feeling of her aching into his body was driving his
crazy. He wanted to ram his cock in her so fucking deep. He knew she hadn’t
taken any lovers; she wasn’t foolish enough to let anybody fuck his pussy.
From the feel of his cock straining
against his jeans, she could feel how much he wanted her.” Let me love you
sweetheart.” Nudging her thighs apart
with his body he settled between her as he began to grind on her pussy still
with his clothes still on. Quivering hands reached up to caress his face and
slipped into his hair tugging a little to make sure it wasn’t a fantasy, that
He was really here.
Suddenly she realized that his
clothes were gone and his cock was seeking entrance into her sopping wet
tunnel.
“You’re so ready to take me honey.
Come, bring your hand down and feel how thick and long I am for you. Look down
as I enter my juicy cunt.”
The head of his dick had a mind of
its own started rubbing circles along her swollen clit pressing against
it. The action made her legs open wider
and her pussy swell with anticipation.
Oh
god it’s been so long. She started
to lose herself in the mental and physical sensations that he was causing.
Looking gasped at the sight of his
manhood. Even in her state of excitement mixed with hurt and anger, she
wondered to herself as she did what he instructed, How in God’s name did fit that in there last time. Wait, how is he
going to fit in now?
He chuckled as sensed her thoughts.
Pushing forward he let out low groan.
“Damn Sophie baby, you’re fucking
tight.” Grasping her thighs and
forcing them back lowering his body to hers, he hung his head causing their
foreheads to meet. In thins posits hands
he flexed in her inch by inch, enjoying how her sweet little body sucked him
in. Remembering what happened in bar bathroom he decided to let his mouth
finish what it started. When he withdrew from her and started on him new
mission. As he clamped on her swollen nub, she let a reins of moans and sighs
flow free from her mouth. She came arched her back up and thrust her pussy in
his face as of trying to mark him for all to see.
He saw her legs start to tremble
and leaned back on his heals to watch hey cunt squirt cream on him two fingers
that were fucking her through her climax. Breathing hard she tried to catch her
breath at the same time while trying not to hyperventilate.
“Oh my, that was beautiful. Mmm,
you taste so fucking delicious.” Wiping his fingers cleaned with his tongue he
leaned down and with one quick thrust was back inside her as if he never left.
A few long hard thrust later he
came to climax making her come again.
With his cock still inside he
rolled her on top of him and hugged her so tight.
She sighed with contentment.
“I love you now, I love you then, I
love you tomorrow, I love you past, I love you future I love you forever.” She
looked at him as he spoke the same words she heard the night before he left.
She was never one for sappy love sayings but for some reason she believed him.
Placing her head back on his she
decided to be bold “You will not leave me again. I don’t care what you need to
do across the universe or whatever your excuse is, you will not leave me. You
will stay or you will take me with you. Is that understood Dante?”
“Yes my love, nothing but death
could keep me from it, and even then my soul would come to you. I am yours and you are mine. Nothing but
death love nothing but death.” She got
off him and laid on her side facing him. He adjusted so that he was facing her.
“I’ll hold you to that.” she mumbled turning over and snuggling her ass against
his groin.
He put his arm on her stomach and
thoughts of her carrying his babe made him hard again. Knowing that she was
spent he settled for putting his hand on her mound. They both drifted to sleep
happy for the moment.
Sophie woke in the middle of the night scared to think the previous days activity
had been some kind of nightmare. She
felt his hand, but in her mind it could be the hand of a drunken mistake.
Taking a chance Sophie turned over and saw him. Her Dante was real, and her was
lying beside her, looking ever so beautiful.
God,
I promise I will be a better person, I’ll give to any charity I see, I’ll be
nicer to Ms. Harmen even if she is and evil old bat, O, I promise I’ll go to
church every Sunday, and you know what, I’ll visit my mom for Christmas this
year, I promise all these things, just please, please you gave him to me now
let me keep him.
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